#stolenscarlet

[burnedlegend-archive]

stolenscarlet replied to your post: as of five minutes ago my mother has justly...

……I want to be like ‘god what a bitch’ but YOU DID WHAT NOW GABE shes kinda right so…

that moment you hate agreeing with your friend’s parents but goddamn if they’re not right lmao

[oppositeofspeed-blog]

❛ I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand. ❜ [barry being obnoxious bc he can? a likely scenario no matter what's going on]

@stolenscarlet

his bright eyes sharpened as he glared at the younger man, hand itching to shoot ice out at him for that but he manages to keep at least some semblance of calm. “how about you keep your hands to yourself.” it’s not a request.

[frostandmoon-blog]

“Does it hurt? Turning into a wolf?”

❄️| “It hurts at first. But the more you shift, the more it becomes second nature and doesn’t hurt at all. I can easily shift in a snap by now. It’s best to get used to it before the full moon forces the turn.”

[icedlegend-blog]

reminder: who is someone you will never forget? 11-11: what's something you want, but feel like you will never have?

late night self reflective asks 🌙 (I dunno if this is for the mun or the muse so I just answered both pfff. pretty sure the ask meme is for the muse but i’m bored and have nothing to do so both it is)

reminder: who is someone you will never forget?

“Depends on the context. If we’re talking negative, as much as I might want to sometimes, I’ll never forget dear old dad. Positive - I’ll never forget my sister, or Mick. If we’re talking about in general… I never forget anyone. Can’t be lazy in my line of work. You forget a face, it might be the last one you ever see.”

11-11: what’s something you want, but feel like you will never have?

“If I want something, I take it. No ‘never’ about it.” (Contentment. A better life for Lisa.) 

reminder: who is someone you will never forget?

God, a lot of people. I mean, the obvious answer would be any who have passed away and have had a positive impact on my life, like George Donaldson, a Scottish friend of mine who passed away a few years ago.

Instead, I think I’ll go with someone who as far as I know is still alive, who didn’t make a super huge impact on me but I loved all the same.

His name was Kenny. He was the drummer at my church. This big burly guy who always wore a leather jacket, had shoulder-length brown hair (thinning as he grew older), a beard, and a mischievous sort of smile. He was always friendly to everyone, and treated you like an equal. He also smoked; always smelled like cigarette smoke. I associate that scent with ‘comfort’ now because of how close I was to this guy. I miss him a lot sometimes; I would probably go back to church just to see him again.

11-11: what’s something you want, but feel like you will never have?

Not to be a drag, but - happiness. Like, the honest to god stuff. Not just contentment, but actual happiness. Unfortunately, that’s not something many people can achieve. Sometimes you just have to settle for contentment, and return to those content moments when you’re down, try to relive them until the shadows pass.

[barryihavetotryallen]

When the worlds collide / closed verse.

@stolenscarlet

Savitar breath the air of this place, he knew somehow that this was not his world nor his time. This Earth seemed darker, toxic, far too dangerous. 

Then a mirrow of Barry Allen -not him, never him, because he was not Barry Allen, he was just a expendable hero, like once upon a time Barry called him- standed before him.

This mirrow, however seems just a little bit like him. Darker, dangerous, evil...how odd.

How delightful... what could had happened in this Earth so Barry Allen turned into something evil and maybe without emotions? Savitar would be curious but he couldn’t care anymore. Barry Allen’s fate was beyond him now. If this man die or live it wasn’t something Savitar care anymore. 

Yet, the moment he lied his eyes on this Barry Allen he knew. He knew this man was as broken and alone as Savitar was in his own Earth. This mirrow of Barry Allen was somehow destiny to become in someone like Savitar itself. 

How accurate, the Multiverse proved him, to Savitar, that Barry Allen’s fate was far to darker than in Earth One, or Earth Two, where he was a happy man, with a happy family and a happy life.

 “So, who are you?”

[a-smoakiism]

❛ you can’t save people, you can only love them. ❜

various starters [ @stolenscarlet ] accepting

“I don’t believe that.” maybe it was naive, or maybe she was clinging to hope, but she did not want to believe that she couldn’t save people. Especially someone she loved. “I won’t believe it, who says you can’t save people? I mean- you can only save the ones that want to be saved, and that... hinders things, but it also depends on the type of saving we are talking about here.” 

[askeobard]

✸

Running. Always running. There’s no point, Barry always catches him. Something always trips him up, sends him skidding down the road with Barry hot on his heels. He still tries. Every damn time he still tries. It’s pointless. Unlike the knife in his chest. Always for his mother. Always.

He jolts awake. Damn. He fell asleep at the Cortex desk again. Rubbing his chest he looks around. It’s so quiet. Too quiet, almost like he’s still asleep. He freezes when he spots Barry at the suit display.

It’s going to be one of those nights.

[sncrt]

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Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me

;; always accepting

;; my boy hmu i’m always up for plotting w/ people.

[gothxmcitysirens]

@stolenscarlet

“Barry! What are you doing in Gotham?!”

[themonsterinred]

hey loser

send me “hey loser” if i’m one of your favorite blogs!

D’awww, thanks.

[burnedlegend-archive]

stolenscarlet replied to your post: well, today has been a d a y

GOOD LORD GABE

IS THIS IN RESPONSE TO ME GETTING BOXES THROWN AT ME, ME NEARLY GETTING PUNCHED IN THE FACE, OR ME ON THE VERGE OF GIVING RANDOM STRANGERS MY BANK ACCOUNT INFO

[oppositeofspeed-blog]

❛ I came, I saw, I made it awkward. ❜

@stolenscarlet

honestly sometimes he believes that he should just kill this kid. would make everything easier, might make things run more smoothly around her. leonard did not particularly enjoy having someone around that seemed to attract attention and barry certainly did that during the daytime. it was only a matter of time before someone got a little too curious for his liking. “you seem to have that ability in spades.”

[the-renegade-child-of-time]

@stolenscarlet

So this is Central City, is it?

To be honest, Emily didn’t know what to expect when she and blinked into this world down a dark side street. She needed a place to lay low for a while. Her usual haunts were all too dangerous for her now that her father was probably looking for her. What better place to hide than somewhere she had never even visited until this point? It was as good a plan as any. Besides, she had sensed enough weirdness in this corner of the cosmos to definitely mask whatever ripples she might cause.

Also, Central City had enough of an underbelly that she doubted she would really be noticed.

With a quick scan around, careful to make sure no one had actually seen her arrival, she pulled the hood of her jacket up to cover her now brilliant white hair. As thunder rumbled in the distance, she stepped out onto the street.

[ofheatguns]

Okay so. I have several stories but since it's spoopy season I'll tell y'all about the scream.

So it was around this time of year, which was typically the time I had trainees and I had a lot more down time and this was no dofferent. My trainee was on her last day of training and so I was basically free to chill. So I did. I was sitting in the stairwell in the front of the building on the phone talking to my mom when I hear this blood curdling scream that sounded like a lady screaming for help. I paused and asked my mom if she heard that and she was like yeah what the hell. I told her I'd call her back and got up to go check on everyone else. It should be noted we had a largely female staff. All four people (me, my trainee and my two managers) who were upstairs at this point were ladies. (all five working that day were ladies). So I go down the hall to the little projection room where my trainee was and asked if she'd screamed and she said no so I asked if the preshow ads had screamed (she had the volume up, as was routine) and she said now. After a paused I asked if she'd heard it. She did. Next stop, the main projection room where my managers are. I couldn't hear them goofing off til I got about a third of the way through the room so I know at this point it wasn't them but I ask them if they'd screamed anyway, they said no. Asked if they heard it, again they said no. They both looked at me like I was a little crazy but I shrugged it off and went downstairs to get a drink.

The scream most definitely had come from the upstairs area and there was no way someone could've snuck up there. One way was directly into the main projection room, the other the stairwell I was sitting in. Three people heard the scream and no one could explain it. It only happened the one time while I was there.

[barryihavetotryallen]

The once and Future Speed God

@stolenscarlet

The darkness felt heavy, breath was almost impossible, stand? A good joke. Barry lost the battle. Against the Reverse Flash, against Zoom, against Time. He couldnt save anyone. His mother, his father, the rest of his family and friends. All dead because he wasnt fast enough. If he close his eyes he could still see them. Cisco, Caitlin, Iris, Joe, Wally… the whole damn city falling apart. 

Chaos… Death… Destruction. All because of him. How could this happen to him? How, after all he learned, all that Thawne and Zolomon told him -because evil and all that shit but they were good teachers- and yet, here he was. In the floor, defeated.

He couldnt stand it anymore, he knew what he had to do. The only path left. Became a God, the Speed God. It would be dificult, it would be hard, but that was the only way. 

He knew that he still had one friend, one brother, one doppelganger he could go and ask for help, but what for? His doppel couldnt help him anymore. No one can. 

So he got up, and became a god. 

—–

He ran to that Earth, the Earth where his doppel lived. Because he wanted to show Barry that he wasnt weak anymore. Not ever again.

[a-smoakiism]

❛ I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating. ❜

various starters [ @stolenscarlet ] accepting

“Well I don’t know about the intoxicating part, but bitterness I can have. Sometimes. A lot of the time- it depends on the day.”