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[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

Singhaway, Snowest, and season 1 Team Flash polycule for the bingo board? <3333

Singhaway

Ok so I know they’re comics canon(I’m like 90% sure ?) but honestly I really don’t know anything about them, so definitely not enough to really have thoughts. And as for CW version— kind of the same deal? Sorry, just don’t really have thoughts on them😅

Snowest

Ok I’m annoyed with myself for not picking more boxes because I DO love this ship a lot, and I love reading fics about them. Their relationship in canon is so sweet (that is, the few times we got to SEE IT, WRITERS!!!), and I think it can slide so easily into a romantic ship. Idk I just love them.

S1 Team Flash

Ok this may be obvious to anyone else but I’m assuming “S1 Team Flash” doesn’t include Eowells in this scenario (so Barry, Cisco, and Caitlin). With that out of the way— I like this concept! I mean, trios are so often polycule shaped already so ofc I do. But there’s a lot of potential for this one especially, with how close they all got in this season, and how much they care about each other. I like it! “I don’t really see them as romantic” isn’t entirely accurate; that’s more my box for when I prefer things as platonic, which for this trio I do. And “I can make it SO fucked up” is boxed because 1. I can make anything fucked up <3 :> and 2. There is much much angst (and/or dare I say whump) potential for these three~

[whump-is-love-whump-is-life]

okay SO the premise, Eobard establishes himself as a new speedster and ally when Barry and co first start looking for metas and becomes besties with Barry, meanwhile the Man in Yellow is wreaking havoc and Barry is having The Worst "luck" (Joe loses the house somehow, Iris is upset with him, he's hanging on to his day job by a thread, Linda isn't returning his calls or texts) but at least he has Eo who seems to be picking up this speedster thing just a bit faster than him but is more than willing to help him learn and lend an ear and a word of "advice"

he definitely rescues Barry from sticky situations more than once (Barry's just not quite fast enough, but Eo's nice enough about it and Barry's glad since he keeps screwing it up) at some point Barry definitely develops a crush on him and Eo gets to string him along

Oh I have my evil little gremlin hands together right now, this is PERFECT

Oh ho HO— THE ANGST. Man, Barry’s confidence is definitely going to take a hit in this one and that’s always fun :>

And the inevitable reveal?! That’s gonna hurt so much more for him than canon…

Will be looking forward to this if you end up writing it :]

[vexic929]

I think a lot of what pro-AI people are really wanting is stuff that already exists but they don't know it's out there like

can't format a work email? templates

don't know how to write a resume? templates

writing a thank you card or a condolences card or a wedding invitation? templates templates templates

not sure how to format your citations in MLA or whatever format? citationmachine.net

summary of something you're reading for school/work? cliffsnotes.com

recipe based on ingredients in your fridge? whatsintherefrigerator.com

there's a million more like, guys, we don't need AI, we never needed generative AI

[practically-an-x-man]

oooh glad you liked the Nikoletta idea! I'd love to see how you'd whump any of my OCs honestly lol maybe Ricki or Bernadette or Barbara (or my boys Mihael or Alex of course! always! <3333) whoever you're in the mood for!

Ooooooh thank you!!! I'm gonna try something out for Ricki here- not super long, but I had fun with it!

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Guess who was a colossal fucking idiot?

Here's a hint: she had blue eyes, brown hair, and two very broken legs.

Ricki dared to shift, attempting to prop herself up on the wall of the brownstone behind her- she only got about two inches before she found herself doubling over and depositing what little remained of her supper on the dingy alleyway concrete. There was already a sizeable puddle there from after she'd first landed. The nausea of breaking a bone was almost worse than the pain.

Almost.

And neither were as bad as the humiliation of it all.

Ricki had literally leapt before she looked. She hadn't been on this side of town, but she remembered a slimmer alleyway. One of those little side-streets, she thought, barely wide enough to fit a garbage can through.

Instead it was an industrial pass-through, big enough not only for a garbage can but a garbage truck, and she'd found herself sailing out into open space instead of rolling easily onto the next rooftop.

She'd had about two seconds to chastise herself for her incredible idiocy before she hit the ground and immediately snapped both her legs. Whether she had the wrong street or was simply misremembering the alleyway... either way, she'd jumped in without thinking and had met a very rough landing.

And of course, her phone had slipped out of her pocket halfway through the fall. It seemed fine (thank fuck for Otterbox, she thought), but it had landed twenty feet away from her- and with two broken legs, that twenty feet might as well have been the Boston Marathon.

In short...

1 - She had leapt off a building without taking half a second to realize where she would land.

Idiotic.

2 - She had done so in the middle of the night, in a ramshackle neighborhood, where the only people who might stumble into her were the same people she was trying to hunt down.

More idiotic.

3 - She had forgotten to zip her jacket pocket closed, and now her phone was twenty feet away, and that was her only means of calling for help.

Colossally idiotic.

Well done, Ricki.

It was hard enough just to keep her thoughts straight, with her legs screaming at her and her stomach still spinning in circles, but she needed to weigh her options. If she stayed here too long without at least doing something, she'd go into shock and be dead before sunrise.

She could scream. But that might attract the wrong people. Hell- in this neighborhood, it was more likely she'd just be ignored entirely. She'd already heard more than one gunshot tonight, and nobody seemed to pay that any mind.

She could try to set her legs.

Nope. Way too broken. A fracture or two she could manage, but her legs bent in so many strange directions that they looked like organic chemistry diagrams. She definitely wasn't walking any time soon, and she definitely wasn't setting the bones herself.

She could try to get to her phone.

Well...

That one wasn't exactly a good idea, but it was the only idea she thought she had a shot at succeeding in. She definitely needed a way to call someone, definitely needed to do it fast, and definitely needed to do it before someone else found her.

Twenty feet... wasn't that bad. Maybe if she told herself that often enough, it would start to become true.

This was going to hurt.

Ricki steeled her nerves and shoved herself forwards on her hands. Her legs ignited.

She only made it through the first two feet before she nearly passed out. If she were anyone else, she might've. Instead she shook it off, took a deep breath to chase away the clouds beginning to gather at the edges of her vision, and kept going.

Five feet, and it felt like she'd implanted rusty sawblades into each leg. None of the bones were sticking out of the skin, but they might as well have been. Spurs and knives and thorns- there were broken tree branches where her bones should have been, and their bark was scraping her raw from the inside out.

Six feet in, she screamed. That was only the first time. She was sure there would be more.

Ten feet in. Halfway. Ricki wished that could have encouraged her. The remaining ten feet somehow seemed five times longer than the ten feet she'd already come.

Twelve feet in. She suddenly became aware of the state of this alleyway as she dragged her broken body through it. Garbage was strewn in every corner, and everything stank of rot and urine. Her hand unexpectedly squelched into something soft as she crawled, and she could only pray it was a piece of old trash and not some dead animal.

Fourteen feet in. Home to screams two, three, four, and five. Ricki briefly gave up- it was just too damn much. She was sobbing in pain, her legs were shattered and now scraped to shit, her arms were shaking from pulling herself across the nasty concrete, and she still wasn't done. She couldn't do this. It was just too far.

Fifteen feet, and she was back at it. She never gave up for long. Much as she wanted to.

Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen.

She couldn't crawl any further. Her body simply wouldn't let her. Her arms had given up, and her legs were in so much agony they felt like they'd separated from her body entirely.

So Ricki just stretched those last few feet. And fumbled. And prayed.

Her fingertips scraped the battered plastic of her phone case, and she nearly thought she was going to push it further away before she managed to get a firmer hold on it. Ricki clutched it to her chest and nearly sobbed. It might as well have been the Holy Grail.

Finally she could afford to give herself a minute or two to collect herself. Despite everything she'd just been through, the tears on her face, the nightmare of her legs, she still couldn't let go of those last few shreds of pride.

Ten minutes later, once her tears had mostly dried and the pain in her legs had mostly fallen back to the sidelines, she opened her phone and shakily scrubbed through her contacts. An ambulance would probably have been the smarter plan, but... no, she still had her pride. As long as she was conscious enough to summon her own rescue, that rescue was not coming in the form of the Gotham Emergency Services Department.

Not to mention, she knew most of the paramedics in the city. They were on-site any time she encountered a crime scene with injuries or living witnesses. If they picked her up, they'd never let her live it down.

No, she was looking for a different name.

Kory picked up on the second ring. Sudden tears rose in Ricki's throat, and she had to swallow them down before she could speak.

"Hey there, supernova," she said. Her voice was too rough to sound as flirty as she wanted, but it was still better than breaking down entirely. Ricki let out a shuddering breath and tried again.

"Think you could give me a lift?"

[shrinkthisviolet]

first impressions: how do you think Morgan would react to/get along with Earth-19's Jesse Morgan <3333

Oooh well my first instinct was to say that if Jesse Morgan takes after HR like you say, then she'd be wary of him. But...I don't think that's true, actually. Her wariness around HR's exuberance is specifically because of his resemblance to Eowells...and although she is wary of Hunter for the same "he's too nice" reason, I think Jesse Morgan would win Morgan's favor a lot more quickly.

I mean...I do think that Morgan would be wary of him at first on the basis of how outwardly kind he is. But while Hunter reacted to that with paranoia and threats, E19 Jesse Morgan would just...keep being like that. And since he doesn't resemble Eowells, and since they're pretty close in age, he'd probably grow on her before she even realizes it, bonding over their shared aceness (while she half-jokingly asks him "what's the big deal about romance, anyway?") and being the youngest on the Team. It helps that if he's around E19 STAR Labs as often as she is around E1 STAR Labs, he probably understands what it's like to be underestimated or made to feel lesser, even accidentally (remember how Morgan felt inferior next to Felicity in s1, even though neither Felicity or Caitlin were trying to make her feel that way? Things like that).

Now ofc, there's always that nagging voice in the back of her head whispering that it's a trap—that he's HR's son, and if HR can't be trusted, then why should he? But Morgan can't help it—she might've built up an armor, she might put on a cynical view at times, but she's still a kid (18 in s3, but like...you know what I mean) who wants a friend her own age. She has some of those already (Yolanda, Danica...ofc also Wally and James. E2 Jesse is family so she doesn't count), but...historically, she's had a hard time making friends due to skipping grades (and Eowells chipping at her self-esteem past 13). So...someone around her at who Gets It like few others do? Who also gets along well with James, Wally, E2 Jesse? Of course she can't help but befriend him. Maybe it'll turn out badly (it won't ofc), but...maybe she's willing to take the leap, just to have a friend.

Ofc idk if E19 Jesse has any animosity with his dad, so idk if he'd take the chance to talk him up and say "you two would really get along." But I definitely think that, father-son tension or not, he'd still try to dispel Morgan's misconception that HR is evil or conniving or what have you. E19 Jesse knows that his dad isn't like that. That's the one area in which he can't relate to Morgan :( and he's glad about it, sure, but also sad that his friend suffered something that he can't help her with (dw E19 Jesse, the rest of the Quadforce feels the same)

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[vexicwrites]

Worship

Warnings: deification and religious themes

Thanks to @ftl-faster-than-life for inspiring this ficlet!

The word of the day on the kitschy calendar on the desk was 'worship'. Noun: from the Old English 'weorthscipe.' The feeling or expression of reverence and adoration for a deity. Synonymous with veneration, reverence, or adoration.

How topical, Wells thought wryly, watching the object of his obsession flit out the door, no doubt late to something important. The boy could move faster than Hermes himself when motivated.

Barry Allen was no god.

Eobard tried to remind himself of this, tried to hold on to the loathing he had for the man and remind himself why he'd returned to the 21st century in the first place, but as he mentored Barry under the guise of Dr. Harrison Wells it was hard not to fall for him all over again. It was hard not to watch Barry's abilities grow and flourish, to watch him save life after life, to witness his drive and determination, without being reminded of his previous adorations. It was hard not to let the affection he'd once felt for his past self's mentor and friend take on a life of its own again, to let it rekindle the spark.

Barry was the only person Eobard had ever felt...well, anything for really. For so long, he'd seemed untouchable and unattainable - a god he could only pray to and hope he answered without ever knowing if he'd even heard. From a young age, Eobard had been Barry Allen's most loyal acolyte; hopelessly devoted before he'd ever met the man, and meeting him hadn't changed that, not initially. If anything, perhaps it had made his devotion stronger - now he could say his prayers to his god's face and Barry would answer immediately. It was everything he'd ever dreamed.

But now...now, something had changed. He didn't view Barry as his god anymore, not really. Eobard's powers were stronger, better, how could his god be weaker than him?

Maybe that was it. Eobard didn't have his powers in this century, not at this moment, not for the last 15 years. Yes, that had to be it, that had to be the reason - Eobard had simply forgotten what it was like to be so painfully weak and human and when Barry was honing his powers so rapidly it was hard not to think of him as something greater. He seemed god-like but it was all perspective, of course.

And yet, it was still hard to look at him and not feel...something. It wasn't a worshipful love anymore nor a quiet reverence, it was something more intense, more possessive - the need to protect Barry and make sure no harm ever came to him that wasn't of his own creation filled Eobard's very being. He knew, deep down, that it was more than mere obsession now.

Regardless of how much he tried to deny it, Eobard knew that Barry would always be his personal deity, no matter when or where he existed.

Barry was no god. But Eobard still loved him, nonetheless.

[negative-speedforce]

merry late Christmas! <3333

Awwww, it's Siv and Delilah! I love the concept of the "Turn Eobard's suit design into a nonbinary flag" tee, it's so fun and the ultimate "queer as in fuck you" to the world's best dad. I love the comic book-esque art style of this, it's absolutely gorgeous. And Delilah has that perfect sphynx cat "ugly but in a cute way" vibe to her. I love this so much, words can't even describe.

[zeroducks-2]

🧡 and Sladick if you please <3333

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

Dick smiles at the grumbling noise he definitely heard, emboldened instead of deterred and starting to leave little kisses on the man's nape. His smile grows the moment he sees the skin rising in goosebumps.

«Grayson.» Slade groans, his tone the perfect combination between sleepy and warning.

«Wilson.» Dick echoes, mimicking it in the best way he can. «It's way past sunrise, soldier. Being in bed at this hour is unacceptable.»

Another grumble. Slade turns face up and pulls him closer, smushing Dick against his own chest in an obvious attempt to pacify him.

«I know, the sun doesn't really set in these parts, not at this time of the year anyway...» Dick observes, mindlessly tracing lines on the man's bare chest. Their trip to Alaska wasn't exactly a leisure one but they sort of made it so. «But staying in bed past nine is unbecoming.» He tuts, now tapping on Slade's sternum.

«Is it past nine...?» Slade asks, opening both eyes and giving him an almost started look, to which Dick snorts and reaches up to kiss his stupid face. It looks especially soft without the eye patch or so Dick has found himself thinking lately.

«It's twelve minutes to five in the morning.» He purrs, caressing both sides of the man's head, then kisses him again.

Surprisingly he feels Slade smile, then a broad palm squeezes the upper bits of his thighs. «I'm going to make you regret not letting me sleep, little bird.» He says without any animosity, nuzzling their noses together before biting his lower lip, and Dick doesn't really say anything even if he had been kind of hoping that this was going to be the reaction.

kiss ask game here!

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

I shrinkwrapped him :)

Oh no! >:D

I hope you poked some holes so he can breathe.

Or don’t. And let him panic. Let him get to the verge of passing out, then cut the piece over his mouth and give him some air, then when he thinks he’s safe; wrap more so he can’t breathe again. Continue until bored.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

Cisco for the character bingo! <3333

CISCO MY BLORBO!! Thank you for asking!!

The board speaks for itself. I love him, he went through so so much and deserved absolutely none of it. He needs hugs and I am Sad (<- that might be fic related but I shant elaborate)

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

if you had to choose only ONE way to whump Barry what would it be? :)

WHY WHO WOULD POSSIBLY CURSE ME LIKE THIS?! ONLY ONE?!?! Sigh. I won't cheat and say 'torture' as a blanket term so.

Gotta go with some sort of captivity. Speedsters in general don't like to be stuck in one place, and even without some form of physical torture :( , it's a good psychological whump strategy. It proves extremely effective for him specifically because while he's trapped, he'll be constantly worrying about his loved ones and Central City in general because in this situation, he doesn't know anything happening outside of wherever he's being kept :)

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

☕️the most egregious problem The Flash has is that it literally NEVER ADDRESSES ANY of the trauma it consistently puts Barry and co through, like it has other problems but I think that's the worst lol

1000000% and I will die mad about it.

Since it’s (always) on my mind, let’s take season 2 for example shall we?

If I had a nickel for everytime Post-Zoom-trauma just disappeared at the drop of a hat, I’d have four nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s fucking INFURIATING THAT IT HAPPENED F O U R TIMES

The four (for lack of a better word) victims in question: Caitlin, Barry, Jesse, and Jay.

Caitlin: kidnapped and held against her will for (I believe) two weeks (that’s putting it simply but we’ve all seen the show so🤷‍♀️). The show gives her one single episode to deal with it, during which she shows very real symptoms of PTSD— solved and therefore ignored and glossed over entirely with a single pep talk. I would also like to add that she showed NO fear of him in the season finale which makes no fucking sense with what the show established only an episode earlier. But tbh, this is the best one because at least the show ACKNOWLEDGED that trauma; if only for one episode.

Barry: Back broken during first encounter (among other severe injuries), humiliated by being dragged around the city to show he wasn’t strong enough to stop Zoom, confidence shattered from the experience. Like Caitlin, we got one episode to deal with this trauma and in that episode, Barry also showed signs and symptoms of PTSD (the entire season is evidence tbh). But of course, one pep talk from his dad and everything’s magically ok :-D !!!!!! I’m going to eat glass (also I will definitely make a post on that fucking episode because I hate it). As mentioned; he continues to have PTSD symptoms throughout the season but it’s glossed over so much and attributed to generic-superhero-stuff™️ that it really doesn’t matter. Gods, I could go on all day about Barry’s post-Zoom AND post-Thawne trauma. (Oh, he was also kidnapped, threatened, and {borderline} tortured by Zoom in the Earth-2 episodes; but that’s all normal superhero stuff ofc so it doesn’t matter right :-D !!! gnawing at the bars of my enclosure)

Jesse: Good gods where do I even start. Kidnapped by a known serial killer, tortured by said serial killer, repeatedly and (probably) constantly threatened with death, and held captive for around 9-10 months. Mm also, she was clearly terrified of Zoom every time he showed up prior to her rescue. Sounds like an extremely traumatic experience with multiple opportunities and instances to develop PTSD right? WRONG! According to the lovely writers; people are completely fine after a traumatic experience is over! What’s PTSD??? chewing glass chewing glass chewing glass. They didn’t even TRY with her, at least with Barry and Caitlin they pretended to give a shit about what they went through but Jesse makes two things crystal clear. 1) The writers don’t care about your trauma unless you’re an MC. 2) The writers put minimal effort into trauma if any; MC or not. It’s like they said ‘Ooo, we should have Caitlin kidnapped by Zoom!’ ‘Won’t that have some sort of effect on her? Being kidnapped is a terrifying experience’ ‘Ah fuck you’re right… eh, we’ll give her one episode ig’ ‘What about Jesse?’ ‘Who?’

Jay: Fucking. Hell. I ordered this in what I consider best handled to worst. Jay is by far— handled worst. Let’s see here *checks notes* Ah yes. Kidnapped and taken to a completely different Earth, an attempted theft of his powers, imprisoned and put in a mask so he can’t speak, {not confirmed but very likely with Zoom’s track record and somewhat implied} tortured, had his identity stolen and {likely} mocked and tormented about the subject, and the ~delightful~ cherry on top— held captive in this situation for at least one year. Fuck I’m so tired. Anyways; there’s not much to say. He got rescued (off-screen ofc), was able to access his powers instantly with no problems, and left to go back to his Earth. Trauma? What trauma? *gestures wildly at said trauma posted above* That’s not traumatic at all! *screams* I don’t care how much experience you have as a superhero— that doesn’t just GO AWAY! PTSD, FLASH WRITERS. LOOK INTO IT P L E A S E fuck I just remembered the show is over now ALL YOUR MC’S HAVE IT! EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Sigh. In the end of *gestures at said trauma* all that, Jay was just used to cause Barry more greif from his father’s death. Obviously he gets roles in later seasons but (as far as I can remember) this whole thing was never brought up again. Sigh.

I COULD GO ON

I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS

but I won’t cause dear gods I’ve been typing forever now

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

eowells getting caught because he references a meme from 2023 instead of 2013 XD

WAIT

HIM GETTING CAUGHT BECAUSE HE MADE THIS

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

1, 3, and 10? :)

Thanks for asking!

1: what song makes you feel better?: Safe & Sound (Taylor’s Version). I got one singular comfort song and this is it.

3: what's your favorite candle scent?: Cinnamon🥰

10: what's something you're excited for?: Well my birthday’s in a little over two months so that’ll be fun!

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

sorry you're having a rough time right now bestie <3333

Thank you <3333

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

okay queen of Barry whump, I have a fun question (no pressure at all of course! <3333) I'm curious how you would whump his Earth-63 counterpart Barbara :)

Queen of Barry whump?? I’m honored🥹

Ooooo, well two things to start with:

1. Any and every version of Barry is kidnapable, I do not make the rules. and

2. I am incredibly fond of this that you wrote already (love creepy/intimate whumpers, what can I say and ofc I love it; it’s Eoland) *Ngl that one’s already pretty damn perfect so let me try to come up with something elseeeeee

Ooo ok, I noted she’s a science professor, which would probably mean she’s more well known than a CSI would be (I think) and therefore more of a potential target outside of Flash duty. So what if she’s kidnapped {alongside other scientists} by some organization or just misc. bad guys to work on some sort of weapon. Considering her and the others were taken from Central City; the bad guys would likely use some sort of meta-dampener on all of them, so she can’t use her powers to get herself and everyone else out. Personally, I’d have her refuse to help make the weapon so the bad guys can give her a nice little beatdown before everything starts, oh and then threaten her life to remind her how “expendable” she is. Assuming Cisca has vibe powers {if it was mentioned and I missed it; apologies} (and if she doesn’t; there’s plenty of other ways), it’s safe to say Barbara will be found/rescued at some point. The problem, rescue was a little too late and the weapon is now finished and able to hurt people. Guilt ensues as Barbara (but as The Flash this time), has to fight against something she herself helped create.

Wanted to come up with something a little different than what I normally do, hope you like it :)