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like for a starter! 😋😋😋

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fucked up that i want to make a hal when i just logged back onto both my flashes today after 4 months and have not done a thing <3

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anyone else ever ready to delete ur blogs bc u sincerely believe u will have zero interest in writing again when ur in a four month long depressive episode </3 

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omg hi my seasonal depression is over whats popping <3

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familial relationships !

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enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse 🗡   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

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tochisuru​.

❝ it’s not like that, wally, i promise! ❞ he knew that the speedster probably understood, but you couldn’t blame him for being at least a little cautious. he just wanted to make sure he didn’t make anyone angry ( at least in a situation like this. ) ❝ come on, that’s not fair to kyle. ❞ but you didn’t see him denying that little fact, though.

               ❝ n-no! this is great. i don’t see you often, so this is nice. ❞ a warm smile finally tugs on his lips and he rubs at the back of his neck in a display of shyness. ❝ i think i could use some friend time, anyway. ❞

“   loving the fact you definitely didn’t deny it.  ”     this is why he loves connor. the man assures him of everything in earnest, stuttering with his words that gain in volume, and wally slings an arm around him after patiently waiting until he’s finished. “ if that doesn’t spell underlying issues, i don’t know what does, buddy. ” but they might all be in dire need of friend time -- with a line of work like theirs, there’s no chance they wouldn’t have any issues, underlying or not. (although wally’s feel a bit more blatant to himself, despite how deeply they’re buried.) “ going solo for a while always makes me pretty desperate for friend time. i don’t blame you. ” they’re too old for friendly noogies, but that’s never stopped him before. his fingers move before his thoughts stop him. 

“   and yeah, you don’t see me often - what’s up with that?     you avoiding me? find a pretty new redhead? oh, god -- find a prettier speedster than me? i’m telling you, connor, you won’t find anyone better than me. i feel like a scorned lover already. ” sometimes, chasing normalcy is a small reprieve - sometimes all the theatrics serve as a small comfort, when their lives move a bit too fast. and connor was right. this is nice.

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kori loves all her teammates, and all of them have been so nice ith them, but wallly is something special. she knows her words would be enough to poke his curiosity, she presses her lips to not smile and make it obvious for him. ▬ 𝒐𝒉, 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔. 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊’𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎.

“   . . . meaning what, exactly?  ”    if it’s grayson-related, then he’s slightly less worried, given how esoteric kori’s original statement really was. “ because if richie rich is gossiping about me, then i’ve got a few things to say about him. ”   they’re not exactly the teen titans anymore, but that doesn’t mean he won’t act like it.

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                             INBOX CLEAROUT // @accelerates​ asked:                  “ my body is going into starvation mode. i think it’s starting to shut down. “

     dick frowns and looks at wally, one eyebrow raised. “and they say that i’m the dramatic one,” he says, huffing a sigh. he stands and tugs wally with him towards the kitchen at wayne manor. alfred usually makes note to keep things more stocked up in the pantry when dick gives him warning that wally’s coming over. “i think that alf made cookies, you could snack on those while i attempt to make us pancakes?” he asks.

       neither of them are particularly gifted in the kitchen but he’s pretty sure he can handle making pancakes without burning the entire kitchen down. “do you want blueberry or chocolate chip?” he asks.

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“   who said that? because i kind of like having monopoly over most theatrical superhero.    ”      it’d be a close race between him and dick, probably -- but he’s won every race so far. he grins the moment dick’s hands pull him towards his salvation. (yeah, he really is dramatic, huh?) dick doesn’t even have to finish his sentence, before he’s scarfing down the cookies at superspeed, and leaning against the other to offer him one. the other dozen are gone, but it’s the thought that counts. “ you’re going to cook? ” but after a second, he thinks better than to complain. “ alright, boy wonder. no judgement. i mean, until i’m full, at least. then i’m definitely judging you on your culinary skills. chocolate chip. ”

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the kryptonian appetite is the one thing that truly comes to mind with the term SUPER-STAMINA. with guts equivalent to bottomless GARBAGE pits, they could maybe compare to the speedster metabolism. but no common interest matters when uncanny self-preservation sends a sharp swat akin to stinging nettle to sneaky fingers, followed by a VERY serious, icy scowl.   ❛ one team up doesn’t earn french fry privileges. get your own. ❜

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“   actually, according to the justice league bylaws,   ”       his words are emphasized by yet another fry plopped into his mouth, in barely a millisecond. it’d be faster, usually, but he’s blaming it on the expended energy.  “ those are the exact privileges i get. besides, i kind of need them or i’ll go into catatonic shock, or something. i mean, that’s what i’ve heard. haven’t really thought about starving to test it out. ”

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@accelerates​ . starter call

As far as her travels take her, sooner or later it is an inevitability that Shiva will cross paths with one of the masked people. This one, she recognises despite never having met him before. One of those with powers that place him outside of what her skills would allow her to challenge. Usually, this would mean that he is therefore of little interest to her… except this one wears a smile that is just a much a mask as the cowl he wears. And it captures her curiosity. 

“How many are fooled by that false face?”

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and the mask doesn’t fall.      the false face regulates the emotions far too covered in dirt and grime to see the light of day; it’s buried, in laughs and grins and words that’s only use is to pierce through silence - the sort of silence he’s come to loathe, and the sort of silence that seems to follow him, no matter how much noise is taken up in his daily life. silence akin to dreaded snapshots of empty homes, branded into his heart; the silent years spent watching his parents walk through him after unlocking the door, without so much as a word; the silent years spent mourning the warm and loving summer home he could never come back to, after finally being seen, before his uncle had died. and he’s come to know that there’s a silence in death, too. that silence has suffocated him from the moment he’d met it. but the mask doesn’t fall - it can’t. 

because if the mask fell, he would fall too,     and that would be an end he’s unwilling to allow. that would be a silence he couldn’t come back from. he is a legacy, and his personal responsibility is something gnarled - something that has become skewed, and distorted. his importance is in keeping the legacy alive - his importance is in allowing it to thrive, with martyrdom and wit and success.

if legacy falls, then by default it must mean that his mentor fell for nothing.       there’s a beat, before responding. a beat that suspends in time, in his head - it’s lucky, that he has so much time to carefully put himself back together again. it’s a luxury, that before anybody has the chance to blink he can put the mask back on. the beat ends, and his smile only widens, accented by a brief raise of his brow. his mental catalogue is vast, and as he sifts through it with a voracious momentum, he comes to the conclusion that he doesn’t know her. he doesn’t, but he has a feeling she knows him, in a way that makes his skin burn.

“   you must have me confused for the other guys who have a knack for the secret self-ruination shtick.    i’m the flash. and i don’t really think this face is false. don’t know if i can say the same for you, though.  ”

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just saw a stray cat jump on a table and steal a whole leg of chicken. dare i say.... wallycore

you wouldn’t be wrong. he’d be eating it like a rabid animal and hissing if anyone tried to take it to him. it’s survival of the fittest.

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          ❛   𝐇𝐄𝐘, 𝐔𝐇, 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘...   ❜     oh, he knows this is going to make him lose it.  partly because it’s kyle to break the bad news, and partly because he should know that kyle is going to enjoy giving it to him.  he told wally that they shouldn’t have left the eldritch looking monster where they left him, and now he’s headed their way.  again.     ❛   i really think you should turn around and look at this.   ❜

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“   unless it’s cthulhu crawling out of the abyss, i don’t want to hear it.   ”     little does he know it kind of is. wally’s stubborn, and even with the mask shielding most of his expression, his irritation is a little too evident; call it a wally west trademark, when kyle rayner is involved. “ i don’t even want to look at you. ” he says it like a scorned lover. “ if i see your shit eating smile, i’m helping the lovecraftian horror take you down myself. ” so he turns around. and lo and behold, it does look like kyle’s enjoying it all. he gives the bastard a huge middle finger, before running to the monster with a pained groan.