[cybervigilante]

private    &    highly     selective      𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴    𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚂     𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸-𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴        est     DECEMBER   2022 ˒        mixed-canon,     primarily      pre-52.    as cherished by yai ♥

         𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔     :     ALIEN-ation,    the     precarity    of     justice,    rising     gloriously     from     what     meant     to     end    you,   and     running,      running,      running   .

                             ✫     CARRD            ✫     MAIN

[comicchatter]

[Linda Park] was my lightning rod. - Wally West

[jaipourtoiunamouret-ete]

“You always do the housework” 

[gloriousmadpond-blog]

just some stages through westpark’ pregnancy(the first time around) that made me sob

[fightwing]

there's a familiar rush of wind --- one dick could recognize anywhere, stoking that warm flame of comfort burning in his chest. but this time, instead of his oldest friends freckled face excitedly chattering off about whatever new discoveries he'd just made, dick's gaze goes DOWNWARDS. towards a very similar, albeit different speedster. the way she's all confidence until the landing --- like she was too excited to get there she didn't think about BEING THERE , and it's so reminiscent of a twelve year old fresh-faced wally west that he almost softens. UNFORTUNATELY, it was a much older wally west who told him, just last night, his beloved daughter was undoubtedly GROUNDED. the same daughter currently standing in dick grayson's kitchen. and while he knows her father probably knows exactly where irey was at this very moment (in the same way barry allen probably knew all those years ago too) he's still the adult in this scenario. " really? your dad'll be relieved to hear that. " his knowing expression doesn't rescind, but an understanding that they both know the same information passes that he'll ultimately overlook knowing it was expected on all ends. although he does remind himself to send a quick text to his friend anyway that irey was safe and exactly where he expected her to be. he was just working on dinner actually, and from a lifetime of living in tandem with his best friend he knows that's an offer few speedsters would deny. " mar'i's out flying with her mom. they'll be back any second now. hungry? "

[cybervigilante]

‵ aw man ! ʹ she bemoans the fact that, naturally, her father was to be informed about this. while getting caught by her uncle hadn't been as terrifying as she'd thought it might have been, and the results of said capture held decidedly less interrogation than her overactive mind had led her to believe, it could only mean more trouble upon her return to keystone ⸻ and with it, yet another long discussion with her father about taking responsibility for one's actions being one of the most crucial lessons they must learn as heroes. she deflates comically, features puckered with disappointment that her plans had not only been dampened but that she had also managed to bust herself in the process. irey is quick to rebound, however, particularly when faced with every speedster's siren song; food. ‵ yeah ! ʹ she succumbs to the offer with a bright exclamation, following him into the kitchen. ‵ can i help ? y'know, i was gonna go see lian first but i remembered she's out camping. i know where and all, but i thought i better not 'cause spending time with her dad is kinda sacred to her ʹ she whispers the last part as if she were sharing a confidential fact, hand cupped beside her mouth as she leans in against the kitchen counter.

[ofsoul]

it is only in the hearth of inverted mirrors can fairness thrive.    within their makeshift triumvirate there is no voice of reason…  well,    perhaps donna,    but such admissions are not to be made between a demon and a princess if egos were meant to be kept intact.    however,    the allotment of trust makes raven nervous,    has her dour and cautious nature invaded the tamaranean’s proclivities ?  “ the truth is,    i am uncertain,    koriand’r.    executing authority with friendship is not as easy as richard made it look.    it seemed so natural to him,    ” a pit carves her stomach — why must she speak of him,    of their team,    as if the past had swallowed it into oblivion ? the hope she so zealously clutches between her ribcage trembles on her gloved hand.    “ i fear we... ”  necessary but unwanted confession. “ are hiding our worries and that impedes us from truly being able to communicate.    ” 

[cybervigilante]

in truth, their team had been fraught with a thinly-veiled tension informed by undercurrents of grief for quite some time now. with imminent dissolution looming threateningly over them once again, it had been donna who had fought tooth and nail to hold on tight to the reigns dick had unwillingly relinquished hold of ⸻ hands and heart bleeding all the more once roy's tragic spiral struck another fatal blow to their collective spirits. before any of them could properly adapt to the shift, or recover from the initial staggering of tragedy, the titans had just carried on, the both of them called upon by the amazon to share the burdens of leadership. ‵ i believe you're right. many things have happened, and to people we cherish deeply, that we have not dared discuss. i thought it might have been too painful to touch on earlier, but going on without expressing all our concerns is not sustainable. ʹ it was natural that after such turbulence a great deal of doubt would remain, and yet koriand'r, weary and heavy-hearted herself, believed their trust in each other was a strong enough foundation to rebuild. ‵ if we are to take Dick's example of leadership for our own balance of power, i think we should start with honesty. he never hid any detail of a situation from us, as unpalatable or daunting as it might have been to hear. despite all the uncertainty we now face, i think, as always, that we are stronger together. i'm sure that if we get the rest of the team to believe this, we can delegate our roles more feasibly without risking unnecessary friction. ʹ

[oftroia]

A while ago, it felt like eons ago at this point, Bart had looked up to Wally, had wanted to be just like him, just for the man to take a sledgehammer to his hopes and dreams and imply he did not DESERVE the powers he had been born with. Anger flared up in them when, after all of the mocking, all the disapproving words, Wally dared to speak of trust.

" No — " How often had Bart asked to be understood, how often had they tried to play by Wally's rules just for their cousin to decide they were lacking regardless? If he wanted to bury the hatched, he would have to try harder. " Why now? " he asked, confused as to what had changed that he was not met with a WALL just this once, that his complaints did not fall on deaf ears all of the sudden. " Did Linda say something? Did Max say something? " It was all the speedster could come up with as an explanation. Someone had said something to Wally and now he was trying harder to avoid being told off by the adults. " You never listen to me, why would you listen NOW? "

[cybervigilante]

it takes a lot out of him not to simply snap and close the conversation in an annoyed flurry, to send bart max's way and be done with the headache already beginning to thrum threateningly in his skull ⸻ creeping from either temple towards his frontal lobe. nevertheless, it's a matter of pride that he fix how badly he had messed up now that he was finally attuned to the magnitude of it. deep down ( deep, deep down ), it was also tethered to personal volition; for all the grief he's given the child, all the harsh comments and unyielding expectations, wally did care about his progress and ability to succeed. where he'd consistently failed was in the willful misunderstanding of his skills, and the inability to see past what he couldn't comprehend of bart's erratic behavior and substantially different way of thinking to how those distinctions could benefit their collective team.

the mention of Linda gets him worse than any physical jab, a dawning guilt with her voice repeating in his mind her endless calls for patience and grace where bart was concerned. for someone who assured himself to be constantly surrounded by loyal, loving individuals, wally west didn't tend to listen to them a whole lot. ( at least, not until the going got tough ) ‵ they've been saying something this whole time, i just wasn't listening. i guess i never listen 'til it's too late ... ʹ he sighs deep, contrition painting the fine lines creasing his frustrated face as he lets himself sit heavily on the ground before bart. ‵ i don't get you, bart, but the thing is i never really tried to, either. i kept underestimating you just 'cause we're so different but it's just getting through my thick skull that expecting you to fit the same mold i did as a kid sidekick was unfair. listen, you've got every right to choose not trust me, but i'm gonna make an effort to treat you like an actual partner from here on out, and not a nuisance or an after-thought. you've been an important part of the team since you came, i don't want my shortsightedness t'make you think that you weren't. ʹ

[cybervigilante]

How'd you get two colors in your description? I try to do that, and it just looks the same color as my accent.

the "title" color is also the description text color. i'll leave the screenshots of how my settings are here: 1, 2

[cybervigilante]

Q:           ❛ you think i’m being stupid. ❜            ≛           accepting

he's about to reassure him with a simple 'no' before he remembers that respect implies honesty, and that if bart had come to that conclusion, then he had probably read it off his face. ‵ a lil' bit, but it's a part of growing up. i was plenty stupid when i was your age ⸺ i think you'll agree that i still have my moments. ʹ a complicit smile is cast at @youngheroics before he continues. ‵ for all i know, though, what you just said could save us all, like it's done before. just 'cause i can't decipher you doesn't necessarily mean you're wrong. ʹ

[cybervigilante]

Q:           ❛ trust? you have broken my trust. ❜            ≛           accepting

there had been a time where his word had been as good as gold to the boy. how had he fallen so far ? the answer was simple, tethered to his poor treatment and constant underestimation of bart since he'd landed in this timeline, and yet wally's reluctance to face his own shortcomings ( and, perhaps, a latent sense of guilt ) had made for a festering wound the scarlet speedster was unwilling to prod at himself. wally forgets just how imperfect he had been as kid sidekick, and how barry had accepted him wholeheartedly regardless. such grace and patience now formed the basis of his fondest memories, and of the insurmountable love and respect he held for his uncle. knowing that degree of affection and it's positive, constructive results, why would he deprive bart from such an experience in the name of 'tough love' ? love, as linda had taught him, was a two-way street ⸻ maybe the time had finally come to bury the hatchet properly, and make something worthwhile blossom out of their souring, current crisis be damned.

it's a good thing they didn't work alone. wally tugs down the cowl of his suit, turning briefly to signal the rest of the lightning brigade to head out before turning back to @youngheroics. nervous hands tug through his hair as he sighs, unsure where to even begin to fix this mess of his making. ‵ tell me what i can do to build it up again. i know i haven't done right by you, bart, but i'm willing to see things through if you tell me what it is that you need. ʹ

[cybervigilante]

Q:       ❛ there needs to be a balance of power. ❜           ≛         accepting

‵ what do you suggest ? ʹ she asks in the soft lilt of her regal voice, though her unwavering support was sure to immediately follow whatever deliberation @ofsoul took. while others would point a finger at past failings with judicious suspicion, koriand'r knows of no better person in which to posit her unbridled trust. despite the permanent restraint on emotion raven must abide by, the alien knows her heart to be good. she remains a willing conduit for all the empath cannot display, the overflow of her expressiveness tempering the solemnity of her friend's introversion in a way that makes the pair of them natural counterparts. ‵ it has been a while since we've gone at this without dick to lead us. ʹ

[cybervigilante]

actually, still on the topic of bart, irey loves that kid. she was impulse ii and i know she admires and looks up to him a whole lot so wally will face constant judgement once she finds out he gave bart such a hard time

[radioactive-earthshine]

The Flash (1987) #94

Sshhh... nap in progress.

[oftroia]

@cybervigilante : )

[velocitatum]

for @iimpulsc​ :  evidence of bart loving wally

+ one time he publically reciprocated

[cybervigilante]

@youngheroics literally this one panel has saved my life multiple times

[roaring-at-the-sky]

actual embodiment of "don't touch my family" this guy just. presumably exploded several interdimensional godlike beings because they hurt his son. iconic.