That Was Gumption

An Iris West RPG/ask blog. Open to all. Please allow 12 hours for response, if I take longer than that, you have my permission to inundate me with messages about said thread(s) Have a great time!

[acereporteririswest]

//out of the office\\

Hey everyone! I know it's been a while, but, happy New Year! I'm so sorry that I haven't been active the past few weeks. What with the holidays, being broke because of the holidays and some family complications, real life hasn't been the kindest to me lately. I also haven't been too active since I just don't have the inspirations, which I partly blame the hiatus for (darn you, CW!) but I'm sure that once The Flash is back up and running (pun intended) I'll be more than happy to return to roleplaying with all my lovely friends. In the meantime, keep your chin up, warmth in your heart and peace in your mind! I love you all!!!

[get-hunkedon-blog]

general psa that i will NEVER be upset with you for taking forever/never answering something i send you 

we all have lives outside of this and muses are fickle like, i get it and i never want anyone to be afraid that i’d hold it against them like if i send you a meme and you’re not feeling it? you don’t need to answer it

if we plot something and i make a starter and you’re not feeling it anymore? that’s okay too. even if halfway through a thread it feels like it’s going nowhere so you wanna drop it? that’s 100% okay

honestly? you don’t even need to let me know you’re dropping something/not answering something like im not here to pressure you or bug you about replies and i don’t care if you’re actively writing with other people  or anything, like if you’re not interested in writing something with me i won’t take it personally

and even if you don’t want to drop something and take literal months to answer? that’s chill like me too okay

and all i ask is that you extend the same courtesy to me <3 

[cinnamonrollwells]

WHICH FILM NOIR ARCHETYPE ARE YOU?

quiz here. REPOST, not reblog!

RESULT: the hard-boiled detective

KEY CHARACTERISTICS: cynical, moralistic, brave, attentive

your view of the world may have been soured by your experiences, but you aren’t one to give up easily. your experiences have simply reaffirmed your moral code, and you expect those you interact with to live by it. you have a rough exterior that might make you unpopular. on the inside, however, you deeply care about the people who come to you for help, and will find the strength within yourself to help them in the face of insurmountable odds.

FILM RECOMMENDATIONS: the big sleep, the maltese falcon, devil in a blue dress

TAGGED BY:  @stolenscarlet TAGGING: @grumpy-mechanic, @acereporteririswest, @jaygarrickspeedgrampa

[acereporteririswest]

Result: The Good Woman! key characteristics: conventional, nurturing, nonthreatening, realistic, loyal while many may go after you for being boring, you have achieved something they lack: a place in the conventional world. what this means is that you are capable of maintaining the illusion of safety, a beacon that calls friends and family to you in their time of need. your caring attitude makes you an asset to all who befriend you, and your realistic outlook keeps them from flying into dangerous situations unguarded. you will work hard to eliminate temptations from your life, and the lives of those close to you. Tagged by: @cinnamonrollwells Tagging: @asktherealeobard @earth-2harrisonwells @therealhunterzolomon

[amuzed1-deactivated20241106]

iris west au as a hunter/warrior based on her snaps 🦁

What is she hunting? I’m always here for a good AU 😁

[irishfino]

barry the werewolf

[acereporteririswest]

🎁 Our muses open presents together! ~askeo's Eo, any verse

Once the plates of food were set up on every inch of counter space, finger foods and appetizers lining the dinning room table and kitchen island, Iris was pulling Eobard along with her by the end of his sleeve to the tall Christmas tree that sat at the edge of their living room. It covered the small wall that Wally had left adorned with its old floor to ceiling window pane, the lights bouncing off the glass and showering the room in a dull glow of yellow – fitting.

Settling down near the pile of presents, Iris plucked out three individually wrapped boxes and handed them off to Eo. She had spent weeks wandering through outlet stores and small family owned shops in search of the perfect present for him. In the end she settled for three, and silently hoped, as he held them carefully, they would be enough.

“Open this one first,” pointing at the medium sized present, she bounced in place.

[askeobard]

acereporteririswest:

Laughing at his overzealous expression, Iris picked up the final gift and held it to her chest.

“Okay…Before you open this one, I just want to say…Thank you. I know you’ve said Christmas is a tough time for you, and it means the world to me that you would let me celebrate it with you. And…I love you…”

With a warm smile, she places the gift in his lap and clasps her hands in her own. Worrying her lip between her teeth she watches as he unwraps a black framed photo of the three of them – Iris, Eobard and his brother Robern.

After a few minutes of silence, she pipes up, “I know that it’s not perfect, and it may not even be a recent depiction, but Gideon was able to help me dig for some old photographs in her system, and then with her help, she was able to add him into one of your favorite pictures of us. I never thought Gideon was so good at Photoshop.” Iris chuckled softly.

“…Eobard?”

This – this is better than a wallet. Tears sting the corners of his eyes. Robern. And Eobard. And Iris. Together. Oh. He wipes away a wayward tear from Robern’s face.

“She aged him,” Eobard says thickly. “It’s – it’s him if he had – Iris, how can I possibly thank you? This – thank you.” 

He traces Robern’s face with a reverent finger. They’ll never grow old together. They’ll never raise their children together. They will never be Uncle Eo and Uncle Robern. But he has this – this picture of what could have been. HIs shoulders shake. He could have had this. He could have had all of this. He covers his mouth as a sob works its way out. He could have had everything.

[acereporteririswest]

Placing a hand on his cheek, she smiles sadly at him. No this was definitely not a mistake. She felt he needed this. And she was more than happy to gift it to him.

Pulling him closer, Iris wrapped her arms around his neck and hushed him. She played with his hair until the sobbing subsided and stayed with him long after in the same position.

"I love you..."

[sassforcenturies-deactivated202]

@acereporteririswest

Eobard sits at Jitters and watches Iris work, writing down every detail he can. He can’t believe she’s right there! the Iris West! he’s read every article she’s ever written and there she is, serving coffee.. it was incredible. 

He isn’t suppose to be here though, he should be at home going through all the recorded records of Iris’ life to write his paper, not being in the 21st century watching her. He couldn’t help stealing the time-machine to come here though, he was watching history in the making! one coffee at a time. All the stuff he’s written is unrecorded and unknown, he is literally discovering lost history.. who knew that between 10am to 12pm she made 29 large black coffees? no one but him. This is so exciting. 

[acereporteririswest]

Iris Waltzed around Jitters with coffees in hand, placing them in front of waiting patrons with ease. It had been busy this week, and Iris was at the top of her game today. However as she served her last order she couldn't help but notice the same man who had been sitting in the corner of the cafe, not bothering to have ordered anything, ever since she had clocked in.

When they locked eyes she smirked, made a regular black coffee and walked over to him. Putting the mug down in front of her, she placed a hand on her hip and the other on the table, looking down at him.

"You know, I don't have telepathy. If you wanted a coffee, or to say hi, you could've just asked." Iris smiled.

[acereporteririswest]

//out of the office\\

@askeobard made me reaction images and i just im speechless bc im useless with photoshop and finding gifs takes so long and im screaming inside and i cried real tears 

anyway all christmas gifts will be posted tomorrow afternoon <3

[acereporteririswest]

“Wally and I definitely enjoyed Christmas this year, it was...”

“Magical”

[acereporteririswest]

🎁 Our muses open presents together! ~askeo's Eo, any verse

Once the plates of food were set up on every inch of counter space, finger foods and appetizers lining the dinning room table and kitchen island, Iris was pulling Eobard along with her by the end of his sleeve to the tall Christmas tree that sat at the edge of their living room. It covered the small wall that Wally had left adorned with its old floor to ceiling window pane, the lights bouncing off the glass and showering the room in a dull glow of yellow – fitting.

Settling down near the pile of presents, Iris plucked out three individually wrapped boxes and handed them off to Eo. She had spent weeks wandering through outlet stores and small family owned shops in search of the perfect present for him. In the end she settled for three, and silently hoped, as he held them carefully, they would be enough.

“Open this one first,” pointing at the medium sized present, she bounced in place.

[askeobard]

acereporteririswest:

Iris couldn’t keep the grin off her face as the present was unwrapped to reveal a good sized mug with the inscription, “multiverse’s best speedster” in yellow and red. It had taken her hours to find a customization shop and even longer to fill out the form while dodging long side-eyed glances and speculative questions.

“Thought my favorite speedster could use a little reminder each morning.” As long as he didn’t see Barry’s mug from years ago, they should be fine.

What was left was a small wrapped rectangle and a slightly bigger wrapped rectangle. With a shy glance she picked up the smaller of the two and handed it to him, “It’s not the greatest but…” she hoped he liked Wallets…

Eobard traces the mug with one finger. “I love it. I’m going to shove it in Allen’s face,” he says lightly. He moves on to the next gift and opens it with glee. “A wallet. I love it as well. What’s next?”

[acereporteririswest]

Laughing at his overzealous expression, Iris picked up the final gift and held it to her chest.

"Okay...Before you open this one, I just want to say...Thank you. I know you've said Christmas is a tough time for you, and it means the world to me that you would let me celebrate it with you. And...I love you..."

With a warm smile, she places the gift in his lap and clasps her hands in her own. Worrying her lip between her teeth she watches as he unwraps a black framed photo of the three of them -- Iris, Eobard and his brother Robern.

After a few minutes of silence, she pipes up, "I know that it's not perfect, and it may not even be a recent depiction, but Gideon was able to help me dig for some old photographs in her system, and then with her help, she was able to add him into one of your favorite pictures of us. I never thought Gideon was so good at Photoshop." Iris chuckled softly.

"...Eobard?"

[acereporteririswest]

I Guess This is Goodbye

@asktherealeobard

Iris sits on one of the dinning room chairs, feet up and knees close to her chest. A small plastic dinosaur ring is rolled between her fingers. One of the first gifts Thawne had given her in their long domestic lifestyle together. Until now.

Boxes were scattered and lined up against walls. She had done her best to distinguish what was hers and his, had given up shared amenities so that he could have something when he got to wherever he was going. She was always thinking of what would be helpful to him, even now, she wanted to kick herself for it.

When she looked back down at the ring, tears began to sting her eyes. Iris remembers the first time he had left, for his own Earth, his own family. This was different, and somehow, it was as if he was going farther away.

All those boxes surrounding her. He wouldn’t miss the scarf she had stolen two months back and forgotten in her closet until now. Or the sweater that was still crumpled up and abandoned under the bed. Her cheeks became damp as tears fell, oblivious to the silent footsteps behind her.

[sassforcenturies-deactivated202]

Eobard walks up behind Iris and looks around the dining room. This will probably be the last time he sees this room. Well unless he returns to– Eobard shudders, no. he doesn’t want to think about that. 

He wishes everything didn’t have to end this way, but he had no choice in the matter. He strayed too far from and tried to change his destiny, tried to change himself, and fate pulled him back in. It sent Damian Darhk to remind him who he was and what he had to do… too bad it had to hurt this much.

Eo stops looking at the walls and his gaze wanders to Iris. She’s crying, he can tell even if he can’t see her face. God, it always hurt him to see her cry, and right now knowing he’s the reason for her tears is worse than any pain the world could throw at him. He has to look away.

diverting his gaze to the boxes, he frowns. Even though he hasn’t left yet, he can feel the hole in his heart start to form. The place where Iris is suppose to be… Fate just won’t let him be happy, will it?

He sighs and finally speaks, “…. I could’ve packed myself, you know… you didn’t need to do it for me..”

[acereporteririswest]

Hearing his voice makes her choke on the lump forming in her throat. She's faced with a choice; turn around to see if he's alone, make sure she's safe and suffer the consequences of seeing him for what could be the last time. Or, keep her distance and take the calculated risk. With any luck, Eobard would keep her relatively safe from any other visitors. She should have given him the benefit of the doubt. She should have trusted him. Ridiculous...

"Thought I'd save you the trouble." Clearing her throat, Iris got up from her chair and turned to face him. Alone. Thank god. She leaned against the table and set the ring down beside her.

"Didn't want to keep you here any longer than you wanted." He looked so downtrodden, it made it difficult for any bite to come through in her words. All she wanted was to wrap her arms around him in a hug, one last hug...Wish him well...Beg him to stay...

[acereporteririswest]

🎁 Our muses open presents together! ~askeo's Eo, any verse

Once the plates of food were set up on every inch of counter space, finger foods and appetizers lining the dinning room table and kitchen island, Iris was pulling Eobard along with her by the end of his sleeve to the tall Christmas tree that sat at the edge of their living room. It covered the small wall that Wally had left adorned with its old floor to ceiling window pane, the lights bouncing off the glass and showering the room in a dull glow of yellow – fitting.

Settling down near the pile of presents, Iris plucked out three individually wrapped boxes and handed them off to Eo. She had spent weeks wandering through outlet stores and small family owned shops in search of the perfect present for him. In the end she settled for three, and silently hoped, as he held them carefully, they would be enough.

“Open this one first,” pointing at the medium sized present, she bounced in place.

[askeobard]

Eobard doesn’t enjoy the holidays as much as he used to, but things appear to be on the upswing for he and Iris. Someday he’ll love the holidays again, but, for now, he likes them, which is enough.

He does, however, enjoy opening presents. When Iris drags him to the tree and hands him three presents he can’t help the giddy grin that lights up his face.

“For me?” he asks quietly. He sets the other two gifts aside and started on the wrapping of the medium sized gift. “I wonder what this is.”

[acereporteririswest]

Iris couldn't keep the grin off her face as the present was unwrapped to reveal a good sized mug with the inscription, "multiverse's best speedster" in yellow and red. It had taken her hours to find a customization shop and even longer to fill out the form while dodging long side-eyed glances and speculative questions.

"Thought my favorite speedster could use a little reminder each morning." As long as he didn't see Barry's mug from years ago, they should be fine.

What was left was a small wrapped rectangle and a slightly bigger wrapped rectangle. With a shy glance she picked up the smaller of the two and handed it to him, "It's not the greatest but..." she hoped he liked Wallets...

[acereporteririswest]

🎁 Our muses open presents together! ~askeo's Eo, any verse

Once the plates of food were set up on every inch of counter space, finger foods and appetizers lining the dinning room table and kitchen island, Iris was pulling Eobard along with her by the end of his sleeve to the tall Christmas tree that sat at the edge of their living room. It covered the small wall that Wally had left adorned with its old floor to ceiling window pane, the lights bouncing off the glass and showering the room in a dull glow of yellow -- fitting. Settling down near the pile of presents, Iris plucked out three individually wrapped boxes and handed them off to Eo. She had spent weeks wandering through outlet stores and small family owned shops in search of the perfect present for him. In the end she settled for three, and silently hoped, as he held them carefully, they would be enough. "Open this one first," pointing at the medium sized present, she bounced in place.

[rpstartersforyou]

Christmas/Winter Starters!

{ Might add more later. Enjoy for now! }

🎁 Our muses open presents together! 🎄 Our muses decorate a christmas tree together! 🏬 Our muses go christmas shopping! 🔪 Our muses choose and cut their own tree! 💃 Our muses go ice-skating! 🌁 Our muses play in the snow! 🍛 Our muses make a Christmas dinner together! 🍪 Our muses bake and decorate Christmas cookies! 👀 Our muses stay up waiting for santa! 🎅 One muse still believes in santa… how does the other handle it? 🔥 Our muses drink hotchocolate and cuddle next to the fireplace! 📺 Our muses watch Christmas films together! 🎨 Our muses make christmas crafts - snowflakes, snowmen and more! 🏠 Our muses decorate the outside of the house! 💰 Our muses go decortion shopping! 👪 Our muses go to the mall to sit on santas lap! 🎶 Our muses listen to christmas songs! 📥 Our muses sled down a hill! ⛺ Our muses make a gingerbread house! 🏂 Our muses go snowboarding! 🏡 Our muses assist at a homeless shelter on christmas! 👶 Our muses visit a childrens hospital and give gifts to kids! 🚙 Our muses drive/walk around to look at peoples xmas lights at night! 🎬 Our muses watch a christmas play together! 😱 Our muses get snowed into their house! 🍻 Our muses get drunk off of booze filled egg nog! 🐎 Our muses take a horse drawn sleigh ride! 👕 One muse forces the other to wear ugly, matching christmas sweaters! 🎼 Our muses go caroling! 🎊 muses attend a christmas party! 💏 Our muses meet under the mistletoe - Accidentally or on purpose is your choice!

[askeobard]

But It’s Christmas || open starter

[askeobard]

acereporteririswest:

The tour is extravagant, and Dr. Wells is like walking sunshine the entire time. She can’t help but feel as though wearing heels was somewhat of a mistake. Once they finish with the first floor, Iris is prepared to make it back to her desk and begin working until it was time for her to go home. Her feet nearly screamed as they got into an elevator showing multiple floors. Grinning through it, she had at one point shot a quick message to Barry telling him to draw a foot bath as soon as she got home. He owed her one.

The Labs near the bottom floors were as spectacular as the main floor. They passed by a large open room, named the Cortex. It was magnificently high tech. She smiled and waved at two boys playing chess together, one with short hair and glasses, the other long hair and a graphic tee covered by a blazer. How cute.

Her desk was a safe haven and Iris practically collapsed into the chair. “I think I’ve gotten in enough walking to last me until the end of the year…”

Eobard is absolutely giddy. Even Hartley can see it. Well, Hartley sees everything. He’s a quiet, gentle genius. Oh, he was quite the angry one when Eobard first started mentoring him, but that had been, oh, when Hartley was twelve. Such a long time. He and his boyfriend Cisco were quite the pair.

Eo titters once they’re back at the start. Nancy is long gone and the desk is clear and Iris is flopping right into her chair.

“You’ll get used to it. I’m a very fast man,” he says lightly. “Now, Nancy should have left everything the way it should be. Only thing left is for IT to contact you and –” the phone on her desk rings. “– that’s them. I love this place. Have fun!”

He slides into his office. Today was a great day.

[acereporteririswest]

Iris smiles at his quirky attitude and spins in the chair as soon as the phone starts ringing. Once she picks it up, he's gone before she can give a proper thanks.

While she begins to set up and reads through all the memos that had been left by Nancy, Iris glances over Dr. Wells' itinerary for the week, and it's nothing less of a disaster. For her, anyway. Meetings, interviews, dates? She organized all of his events for the next few days, creating lists and lists and lists on end. Once complete she moved onto the 437 emails left unchecked. Either Nancy was bad at her job or Iris had her work cut out for her. With a deep breath, she plowed through at least a quarter of the emails until ready to take her break.

Standing and stretching, Iris looked at the clock and realized she was supposedly off the clock as of two hours ago. Groaning, she packed her things and popped into Dr. Wells' office.

"Hi, Dr. Wells, sorry to bother you, but, it looks like I lost track of time. Would it be possible I could take the work laptop home and finish tonight? There's a lot of emails still left unchecked." Unfortunately.

[acereporteririswest]

I Guess This is Goodbye

@asktherealeobard

Iris sits on one of the dinning room chairs, feet up and knees close to her chest. A small plastic dinosaur ring is rolled between her fingers. One of the first gifts Thawne had given her in their long domestic lifestyle together. Until now.

Boxes were scattered and lined up against walls. She had done her best to distinguish what was hers and his, had given up shared amenities so that he could have something when he got to wherever he was going. She was always thinking of what would be helpful to him, even now, she wanted to kick herself for it.

When she looked back down at the ring, tears began to sting her eyes. Iris remembers the first time he had left, for his own Earth, his own family. This was different, and somehow, it was as if he was going farther away.

All those boxes surrounding her. He wouldn’t miss the scarf she had stolen two months back and forgotten in her closet until now. Or the sweater that was still crumpled up and abandoned under the bed. Her cheeks became damp as tears fell, oblivious to the silent footsteps behind her.

[askeobard]

But It’s Christmas || open starter

[askeobard]

acereporteririswest:

“Right,” Iris chuckled. Mental note: Don’t ever leave the front desk. The papers are completed and stacked neatly in front of her on the desk. Clicking the pen, she smiles, folding her hands in her lap.

“Well, I’ve successfully signed my life away,” she teased, “What would you like me to do?”

Eo grins. “First thing’s first. The grand tour!” He stands and eagerly sweeps from behind his desk. “S.T.A.R. Labs is the pinnacle of science, Miss West. Our facilities are amazing. Speaking of, onsite gym with security open twenty-four seven, except holidays, pool, sauna, the works. Massage therapists, stress relief rooms, not that kind of stress relief, and so much more. Come, come. Come, come.”

He’s out the door and down the hall with a spring in his step. Nancy knows that spring. Poor Iris. She’s in for a lot of walking today.

[acereporteririswest]

The tour is extravagant, and Dr. Wells is like walking sunshine the entire time. She can't help but feel as though wearing heels was somewhat of a mistake. Once they finish with the first floor, Iris is prepared to make it back to her desk and begin working until it was time for her to go home. Her feet nearly screamed as they got into an elevator showing multiple floors. Grinning through it, she had at one point shot a quick message to Barry telling him to draw a foot bath as soon as she got home. He owed her one.

The Labs near the bottom floors were as spectacular as the main floor. They passed by a large open room, named the Cortex. It was magnificently high tech. She smiled and waved at two boys playing chess together, one with short hair and glasses, the other long hair and a graphic tee covered by a blazer. How cute.

Her desk was a safe haven and Iris practically collapsed into the chair. "I think I've gotten in enough walking to last me until the end of the year..."

[acereporteririswest]

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