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siiiiince i’m struggling to get this blog off the ground slash lacking motivation i’m gonna move wally back to the multi @rebelwove 💙💙

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❝30 texts to send to my muse:❞ | Sentence Starter

Warning(s): Alcohol

[ text ]: I woke up to a half empty bottle of cider on my dresser. I drank it and have no regrets. Morning.

[ text ]: I’d ask why there’s pictures of Kayne West all over my bedroom floor but I don’t actually want an answer at this point.

[ text ]: I can hear your life falling apart through the ceiling.  Shut up.

[ text ]: I just googled ‘Rarest Pepe’ and I’m crying.

[ text ]: I just brought the Spice Girls Greatest Hits.

[ text ]: I’ve had nothing to do all day so I’ve been learning the lyrics to ‘Trap Queen’.

[ text ]: Be proud of drunk me. I managed to only eat HALF of a large pizza this time.

[ text ]: We all got really drunk and communally agreed Bucky Barnes was a ‘cute little button babe’.

[ text ]: What a massive egotistical penis.

[ text ]: Does today require people clothes or can I just wear my pyjamas?

[ text ]: I’m certain he heard me shout and LOUDLY ‘nap time comes before pants time’.

[ text ]: I’m not responding to this because I have died. I’m dead. Dead people don’t answer texts.

[ text ]: I think I’m going to retire and become a hermit.

[ text ]: I want Lucky Charms.

[ text ]: I’m not surprised he didn’t show up. He didn’t arrange it.

[ text ]: I miss hugging you and smelling your hair (in a non-weird way!).

[ text ]: Why are you saved in my phone as ‘Prison Wife’?

[ text ]: I was in the middle of a check-up and the doctor quoted Jurrassic Park at me.

[ text ]: I replaced your apple juice with whiskey six months ago.

[ text ]: Why did you send me pictures of yourself dressed in all of my coats?

[ text ]: I’ve watched so much Peppa Pig I am reaching my point of insanity.

[ text ]: What a complete ball of Human-shaped trash.

[ text ]: You need to stop shouting about Communism in public places.

[ text ]: I was just legitimately asked if Human was a form of meat.

[ text ]: The Devil has a British accent.

[ text ]: You kept making train noises all night. Are you okay?

[ text ]: I just brought some muscle cream and I smell like a herb garden.

[ text ]: I think our neighbour may have gone rabid.

[ text ]: I realise we were joking at the time but are you considering a stripping career?

[ text ]: I don’t want to go out today. I’d rather wear wet socks all day.

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𝚃𝙸𝙶𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚂

it  had  brought  a  smile  to  her  lips  to  watch  brucely  reunite  with  wally.  she  had  often  wondered  if  he  truly  understood  his  master’s  death,  if  he  had  known  that  he  wouldn’t  be  coming  back.  it  didn’t  seem  so  at  first.  often  she  would  find  the  pit  bull  waiting  by  the  door,  tail  waggling,  as  if  wally  was  going  to  walk  through  any  moment.  and  yet  he  would  comfort  her  when  she  cried,  crawling  into  her  arms  and  resting  his  head  against  hers.  it  only  caused  her  to  break  down  more,  but  at  least  𝒔𝒉𝒆  𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏’𝒕  𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍  𝒔𝒐  𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆.  she  doesn’t  need  to  be  a  mind  reader  to  know  what  the  loyal  companion  is  feeling  now,  the  excitement  is  plastered  across  his  face  in  a  wide  grin.  eyes  bright,  locked  onto  wally,  and  his  tongue  hanging  from  between  his  lips.  

hands  grip  onto  the  porcelain  mug.  the  liquid  inside  heating  it’s  container,  causing  nimble  hands  to  turn  red.  but  artemis  doesn’t  flinch,  doesn’t  retract  her  grip.  the  heat  keeps  her  grounded.  reminds  her  that  𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔  𝒊𝒔  𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚.  he’s  really  here.  there’s  some  anger  too,  simmering  deep  down,  that  isn’t  aimed  at  him.  but  rather  her  friends  that  took  her  to  limbo.  played  out  a  scenario  in  her  head  she  believed  to  be  true,  that  helped  her  to  let  go  and  move  on.  and  all  this  time    –    𝒔𝒉𝒆  𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅  𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆  𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏  𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒇𝒐𝒓  𝒉𝒊𝒎.  trying  to  help.  he  could  have  come  back  to  her  sooner. 

a  light  laugh  falls  from  her  lips.  the  corners  of  her  eyes  wrinkling.  a  reminder  of  how  old  they’ve  become.    ❝    some  things  you  never  grow  out  of.  ❞    her  smile  falters  then,  thinking  of  everything  she  has  outgrown.  everything  she  was  forced  to  leave  behind.  not  because  she  wanted  to,  but  because  she  had  to  in  order  to  keep  going.  to  survive.  she  feels  that  all  too  familiar  stinging  sensation  in  the  corner  of  her  eyes  but  quickly  blinks  it  away.  𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔  𝒉𝒂𝒔  𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆  𝒕𝒐𝒐  𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉  𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈.    ❝    i  guess  you,  uh,   probably  have  a  lot  of  questions.  ❞    and  so  does  she.

𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝚄𝙿. but the ground feels far too comfortable to promptly the speedster to make any moves toward the blonde. as badly as wally wants to walk over and pull artemis into a tight hug and kiss, he stops himself. he doesn’t know what has happened since he vanished from her life. doesn’t know if there’s a new person in her life now that would not be a fan of a redhead exchanging kisses with their girl. brucely is the only constant. the only thing he knows how to predict since he’s been away. so wally makes no attempts to get up just yet as he wraps his arms around the pitbull only prompting the dog to try and knock his master over. 

𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚐’𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, before he attempts to at least give artemis most of his attention again. though he can’t help but scrunch his face at her comment. ❝ excuse you, I was very dapper and totally not awkward during my college days. ❞ he knows it’s a lie. the only difference was wally was never awkward with her anymore. not after being together so long. they had a place together. a dog. a life. wally regretted bringing up that time because it only made his heart ache for all that time together they lost. they’d been so close to a normal life. but he knew they did what had to be done. and he knew they couldn’t avoid these memories forever. 

𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚒𝚛. obviously mulling over how many questions are bouncing around his head as fast as his feet carry him. his eyes flicker from brucely to ground himself again in happy thoughts back to artemis. ❝ I don’t even know where to start ❞ he admits honestly. ❝ how’s uh… life? still… superhero-ing? ❞ he didn’t know much about that world. all he knew was that he had crash landed and it had been a bat that had found him. followed close by his first prodigy. he knew artemis was still suiting up when they told him where he could find her. but he didn’t press further wanting to hear the answers from artemis herself.

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EVERYONE SAYS THEY ACT LIKE A MARRIED COUPLE. everyone is right. they’re on a mission, and while, yes, it’s technically LOW STAKES, the fact that wally hasn’t grown up even the littlest, itty-bittiest, tiniest bit in the (what?) decade-ish that they’ve known each other– “am i more scared of batman than joker…” dick stops what he’s doing, the white slits of his domino mask narrowing as he finally looks back over his shoulder at the speedster. his head shakes, and the hero lets out a sigh of defeat. “that’s like asking if i’m more scared of a kitten than a piranha.”

a pause. “do NOT tell my dad i compared him to a kitten.”

𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙵𝚄𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙿𝚄𝚂𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝙱𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙾𝙽𝚂. and it came as second nature. almost like it was a secondary super power of the speedster. it didn’t matter how many years they have put between their first meeting. all it did was provide wally with more ammo to use against the other and means to adapt as they grew older. while they’ve matured since their first meeting, wally had a death hold on his need to be a thorn in his best friends side. besides, maybe it’s what made them work so well. they haven’t died yet. he made a future note to remind the other of this fact and claim he needs to continue to be an annoyance if the dick wants to live. 

𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. red eyebrows wiggles. ❝ him being a kitten makes sense with you being a bird and all ❞

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my muse type: tol dumbasses 

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𝙸𝚂𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙴

❝   you know,   ❞       an apprehensive look at the lumps of burned cookies that sit on the table.       ❝   we could just buy a pack from the store and nobody will know.   ❞

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙵𝚄𝙻. and yet that didn’t seem to stop wally from taking almost half the tray and shoving them into his mouth… which resulted in his rushing to the fridge to chug a glass of milk as the burnt cookies burned on his tongue and dried out his mouth. ❝ store bought sounds like the only option ❞

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the watchtower is quiet. it almost always is during this time; the sun has yet to shine over earth, and down below, most people are still asleep, consumed by their dreams. barry allen is not one of those people. he’d waken up minutes earlier, and after reassuring iris that he was okay and checking to make sure that the twins were safe and secure in their cots, he’d taken a zeta tube straight here. it isn’t often that he finds himself here   —   barry remembers the last time he stood in this exact spot. it was a year ago, but the memory was so fresh it felt like it had only been hours ago.

the fact that nothing has changed is something to be thankful about, barry supposes, as he stares at the memorial in front of him. despite knowing better, barry still expects a gust of wind to blow through the room now like a shadow following him around. but there is no gust of wind. there is no sound; the silence is so heavy that the sound of a pin dropping would send echoes all through the rooms. with a sigh, he pulls the cowl off his head, letting it hang behind his neck as he looks up at the statue of wally.

❝   happy birthday, kid.   ❞       except he wasn’t a kid anymore, was he? the laugh that leaves the speedster’s lips is quiet, void of any real amusement, and arms fold across the lightning emblem that sits comfortably across his chest.       ❝   aunt iris and i are going to visit your parents later   —   but you knew that, of course. we do it every year. the only difference this time is that the twins will be there with us.   ❞       another quiet laugh, this one with a little bit more lightheartedness.       ❝   speaking of the twins, they’ve started to show signs of super speed. i think you would’ve loved to see iris’ face when one of them ran to the other side of the room to avoid being put to bed.   ❞

just then, the communication device in his ear crackles to life. it’s iris, and when she speaks, he can hear the sleep in her voice   —   apparently, captain cold had woken up with vengeance on his mind and was now terrorising the city. all before seven a.m. barry is quick to tell her he’s on his way, and when the call ends, he pulls his cowl back over his head and gives one glance back up at his nephew.       ❝   gotta run!   ❞

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IF HIS EYES COULD ROLL RIGHT OUT OF HIS SKULL, they already would’ve. he adores wallace west, truly, because of course he does (WHO DOESNT?) but it’s times like this that dick wishes that his best friend could get off his high horse a bit. “c’mon kf, this is serious–” he practically hisses, resisting the urge to swat at the redhead behind him. “we can’t fuck this up. batman will KILL me.”

𝙳𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃. and he had an annoying habit of being right pretty often.  not that it meant wally was actually going to listen to him.  something something, life is about making mistakes and growing from them.  and of course he didn’t want to stay stagnant.  he needed to make his own mistakes and grow.  or at least that’s what kid flash tells himself as he decides to still ignore the other’s plan and stay on the new topic the young hero had introduced. ❝ dude, tell me, and you can be honest because this is a safe place between friends. are you more scared of the bats than joker? ❞

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𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝙸   ⚡  @aercana​​  ft.  m'gann sent   ❝ have  i  crossed  the  line  ? ❞    

𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙿. a nervous laugh threatens to bubble out of the speedser. he doesn’t want to upset her. but the knowledge of knowing she could tap into his mind like she was slicing into cake? upsetting. or at least he assumed it was that easy. and now he wanted cake. ❝ maaaaaybe be a little more cautious before tapping into people’s thoughts like that? us earthlings are very used to our thoughts being private ❞

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𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝙸   ⚡  @tigirss​ sent   ❝ who  knew  evil  girls  have  the  prettiest  faces  ?  ❞    

𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈. it would be easy enough for the speedster. it wasn’t as if the other had him captured. feet were free from any messy goo and his body was still fueled from the endless amount of snacks he had consumed just hours prior. and yet wally feels more trapped now than any of the flash's enemies managed when using him as bait. but the smug smirk on her lips keeps pulling him in and makes him forget all about running away. he could go back home and be safe in star city. instead he keeps on toeing this delicate but dangerous line of flirting with the enemy. this wasn’t supposed to turn into anything. just the usual banter. running his mouth as quickly as his feet. she was supposed to just roll her eyes at him and continue with her evil ways. expect she didn’t.

𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕.

𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢. face scrunches at her question. mocking. if he didn’t know any better he’d swear the files were wrong. that she wasn’t some girl whose only superpower was deadly aim. she had to have the ability to read his mind. if she was anyone else he’d run with the line she provided him with. tell her she’s right. that he thinks about her face far more than he’d like to admit to.  that every time they come in contant his fingers itch to remove her mask and not because he wants to know her identity but because he wasn’t to take in all that is her.

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝.

❝ 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠. have you seen wonder woman? the face of good and what a face it is ❞

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March 19th, 2016

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𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝙸   ⚡  @spiriitum​   ft.   dick   sent   ❝ we  only  get  one  shot  at  this  .  ❞    

❝ 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚁? ❞ his voice is practically drenched in sarcasm despite his hushed speaking tone. kid flash wonders briefly if it was worth the energy to reach out and hit robin in the back of his head. for now he decides to play the nice friend. he can always get his payback later. ❝ or is that considered a motivational tedtalk within the batfam? ❞

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I hope he comes home soon.

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wait... if wally knows that robin is dick and therefore the ward of bruce then no one can convince me otherwise that brucely is named after bruce w.ayne cause he wanted to be a little shit 

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𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊, 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒··

hands  grip  the  kitchen  counter.  to  her  right  the  kettle  gives  a  deafening  screech,  and  yet  it  takes  artemis  a  moment  to  respond.  she  feels  like  she’s  moving  through  thick  fog.  vision  blurry,  limbs  heavy,  not  sure  if  this is  even  real.  get  it  together!  she  grabs  the  kettle,  almost  dropping  it  as  her  hand  makes  contact  with  hot  metal.  thankfully  she’ll  escape  a  burn,  but  the  heat  brings  her  back  down  to  earth.  pouring  the  boiling  liquid  into  two  mugs,  watching  it  turn  brown  as  it  mixes  with  the  coffee  granules.  

artemis  sits  opposite  him.  blinking    –    once,  twice,  three  times.  but  he  doesn’t  disappear.  she  tells  herself  𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔  𝒊𝒔𝒏’𝒕  𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆  𝒉𝒆𝒓  𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔.  he  won’t  fade  away  again.  but  she  can’t  let  herself  believe  it.  least  she  find  herself  back  in  that  dark  place,  with  another  piece  of  her  missing. 

❝    uh    –     ❞    it  isn’t  often  she’s  speechless.  but  𝒉𝒆𝒓  𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅  𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅  𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚  𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒏𝒐𝒕  𝒔𝒐  𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅  has  that  effect.  how  does  she  explain  the  last  three  years?  everything  he’s  missed.  everything  that’s  changed?  none  of  them  are  the  same  people  he  left  behind,  artemis  especially.    ❝    you  look  .  .  .  good.    ❞    𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆.

𝙾𝙺𝙰𝚈, 𝚂𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽’𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳. but to wally’s defense he couldn’t say no to a face like brucely’s. there was also the fact that his reunion with the pup was much more simple. wagging tails and happy licks. not… whatever they were currently navigating through. wally knew he could pick up where he left off with brucely. no gaps needed to be filled. no explanations that wally still didn’t freaking understand. however, artemis grabs both boys’ attention at the noises she created in response to nearly making a mess in the kitchen. if he was less tired and drained he would have rushed over to her side.

𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊.

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜… 𝚢𝚎𝚝

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 ( but admittedly awkward ) smile is plastered across his face. this isn’t the type of reunion he was hoping for. part of him wants to rewind back to when brucely had locked in on his scent and nearly knocked the hero over. ❝ thanks you look good… er…. great. you know, I’m starting to think I went into the past and I’m actually a fifteen year old boy again with how smooth I’m being ❞

[whipflashed]

𝚂𝙼𝚂 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ⚡  @tigirss​​​  sent   ❝ ( sms ): so. looks like we're partners, huh. ❞    

[ text : 𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝚃 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙾𝚁 ] who made this assignment???????  [ text : 𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝚃 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙾𝚁 ] I am going to THROW HANDS [ text : 𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝚃 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙾𝚁 ] THROW HANDS I SAY [ text : 𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝚃 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙾𝚁 ] think we can talk the others into switching? I wanna be with robin