jonas hunter

God knew they could use the help with everything that was going on, and if Ray had recommended the kid then Cisco figured he could be trusted. “Awesome. We can do it right now if you want. Gives me an excuse to get up and stretch my legs for a few minutes, too.” It had been… he actually couldn’t remember the last time that he stood up and stretched. Giving Jonas a tour was definitely a good idea.

#ramondelamancha #v. one last chance to break the hold

the idea of settling down somewhere without a war was exciting. especially around people working in a lab, with a superhero. he got to be what all of his father’s friends were, but he could do it from a home. they might be changing the future by protecting the timeline, but he could protect their livelihoods, ensure they had places to come home to when it was all over. like they’d done for him and his dad.

“hey, if you’re not busy, i’ve got all the time in the world.”

missgoldenglider

:: starter for @jonashuntcr·::

She hadn’t expected to find someone the same age as her on the ship. Everyone around her screamed adult, and while Lisa had never been a child, it was still strange. Jonas made things easier, even if technically she had already died before he was born, the two shared a connection that she couldn’t quite explain. Perhaps it was just their age, or the protectiveness that members of the team had over them. Lenny and Mick, oftentimes even Sara kept close eyes on Lisa - Jonas had Kendra and Rip. It had caused the two of them to form a strange bond, one that had her walking into his pod and plopping herself down on his bed; “How’s the learning going McDreamy?”

#missgoldenglider #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

it was hard to say how exactly he had ended up so comfortable around lisa, not that he was going to complain about it. things were always easier with her and he didn’t feel like she saw him as a child like everyone else did. around her, there was nothing to hide and he hoped she felt the same with him. no judgment; free to be themselves. it was nice, really, having someone like that on the ship that he didn’t see as a parent, someone whose job was to be concerned and love him as he was, even if they really didn’t. jonas didn’t even blink as she sat down, only felt the dip in the bed. “your era’s medical knowledge is shockingly underwhelming.”

Surprise made her shoulders stiffen as an arm was wrapped around them, comfort and warmth so evident in the gesture that Kendra felt herself tearing up. How awful was she to seek comfort in someone that had lost his mother, had died times over simply to torment Rip. How dare she seek comfort at all? They were all there for her, had stuck around because of Carter. She had to be the strong one, the head of the spear in this fight - the only one that could kill Vandal Savage.

Kendra allowed herself to feel the comfort of his arm to soothe her, even momentarily as she offered him a tight smile. “No, no it’s okay. I missed so much of Aldus’ life, I have no right to sit here and grieve” She hadn’t meant to say that aloud, to let her inner thoughts become known.

Instead she let her head fall against Jonas’ shoulder, sliding the ring back onto her forefinger as she did so.

#wxrriorpriestess #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

briefly blinking in confusion, jonas looked away from her, though made no attempt to move. he’d never been very good at comforting people; most didn’t desire the comfort from someone like him — someone who had such anger within as he tended to exhibit, and yet things were different with her. she didn’t seem to be afraid he would lash out; of course, she had never given him a reason to. maybe it was simply the lives she’d lived — being attached to carter for thousands of years.

but he wanted her to be okay. he wanted to sit there with her until she felt better, even if sitting was all he could do. “he was still your son.” the words came out quietly, tone even despite his prior worry. rip had missed a lot of jonas’ young life and yet they were still family.

either of them would give their life for each other. rip already had risked lives for jonas, on occasion even his own. “and i’m sure he loved you all the same.”

notrexdytodie

“Of course I was, I always worry abo- ut you and your Father. Your some of the closest people I have to family.”

#notrexdytodie #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

“hey, i’m not going anywhere. there are more dangerous things to be than a time master. you’re not getting rid of me that easily. you, me, & dad — we’ve all been through too much together to say goodbye.”

notrexdytodie

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@jonashuntcr

“Jonas! It’s good to see you!”

#notrexdytodie #[this is me trying to do something on this new computer]#[this is so hard omg]#[also this is the only thing i can do without xkit lol]#v. i was never meant to fight on my own

“you say that like you were worried.”

ofcoldguns

Len didn’t like this one bit. He didn’t like having to go into a situation without all of the knowledge about the situation he could possibly get. There was no way he could make a proper plan so this would have to do. It was simple enough, but it was also risky. Current company wasn’t doing much to help with his irritation with the whole circumstance they found themselves in.

“If you have a better idea, I’d love to hear it.”

#ofcoldguns #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

he didn’t have a better idea. taking down the time masters was a tricky conversation and given all they had already tried with savage, he wasn’t sure what angle they could play at that wouldn’t get someone killed, but then again he supposed death wasn’t anything new to a team like this, not that he wanted any of them to die.

“frankly, i don’t. but you’ll need someone to patch you up. my dad needs you & i’m not about to let you die because you’re not thinking.”

Brown eyes faltered, her gaze shifting from Jonas then back down to her nails ; chipped with dirt underneath. Her hands were cold, worn. They had changed from the soft, delicate things they had once been - just as she had changed; as this journey had changed them all. The normality of an old life was gone, everything from here on out was uncharted territory - much as this conversation with Jonas was turning into.

How did she word it, did she respond to his question without the pain and grief overcoming her again. She felt empty, as though part of her soul had died when Aldus left the world, and the other half left when Carter soon followed. How did she tell Jonas, this sweet boy that she felt every instinct to protect - that the two most important people in her life had died because of her. Had lost their lives simply because they loved her.

That was the reason, wasn’t it? Why Savage had done this in the first place. He’d wanted her first incarnation, Chay-Ara. And when he couldn’t have her, he’d killed her and her lover. Only for them to be reborn and the process to be repeated. She was cursed.

“The Time Masters sent Chronos after us and Rip - Aldus, my son; was caught in the crossfire. He gave me this.” Kendra showed Jonas the ring that hung around her neck, a fond smile lifting her lips ever so slightly. “It was his mothers.. Mine, I mean. In a previous life.”

#wxrriorpriestess #[some serious mother/son bonding up in here]#v. i was never meant to fight on my own

the silence that hung over them was crippling, and part of him felt he overstepped. the awful thing about words was once they were said, there was no taking them back. and yet, despite the guilt at having asked, it somehow felt right, felt like a conversation they were meant to have. whatever this journey turned into from here on out, they would both need someone on this ship to have their backs, and while jonas had his father, she didn’t have anyone in that capacity. in a way that guaranteed love and acceptance.

he couldn’t leave her alone, to suffer alone. this is what friends were for, why family was a necessary fixture in everyone’s lives. why rip had been so determined to save jonas & his mother in the first place. if she had this same tragedy in her life, of watching her son and her love die, than they owed her the same kindness & loyalty that she had entrusted with them. so, in an attempt to offer her the same comfort she had given him, an arm wrapped slowly around her shoulders.

eyes dropped to the ring on display, hand loosely connected around her upper arm, the guilt attacking him only gained more of an upper hand. sitting by without helping wasn’t an option. he had survived for a reason; not just for the team but because the universe decided he still had a purpose. maybe this was it, why he had been allowed to come back, be given a second chance.

“i know it doesn’t mean anything, but i’m sorry. if you want to talk about him, i’ll be around for a while. i can listen.”

“I actually think she’s at work right now, but if a super hot, beautiful black woman comes in, that’s her.” It was a little bit annoying sometimes, how hot all of his friends were. “I can give you a less rushed tour if you want, too. I’m usually the one in charge of doing the tours anyway.”

#ramondelamancha #[shows up 2 weeks late with starbucks]#[ayyyye]#[hi friend]#v. one last chance to break the hold #[i think that's the one i was using]#[but tbh im too lazy to check rn]

cisco’s description of iris elicited another chuckle from jonas, the kid’s smile widening and it was nice. ray had talked cisco up, admittedly, and the man himself certainly didn’t disappoint. this, staying in central city, would be a nice change of pace to what he was used to.

“that sounds great, actually. if i’m going to be helping out here, it’s probably good for me to get to know the lab.”

“No.” she conceded after a pause, having to resist the urge to reach out and take Jonas’ hand in her own. To show him some form of comfort, something she would have done as a mother. “But it makes it hurt a little less.” Kendra finished, a soft smile on her lips as she gently placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed it.

“Jonas..” she said after a pause, having dropped her hand by then and was instead playing with the rings on her fingers, a compulsive habit she’d only recently started doing again, one she hadn’t done since finding out she was a reincarnated warrior priestess. “I want you to know something.” Her gaze flickered up to his, the set of his jaw so like his fathers. “That I don’t blame you and I don’t blame Rip for what happened.” She paused, letting the words hang for a moment before continuing to speak. “I had a son, and I would have done anything to bring him back.”

#wxrriorpriestess #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

the touch to his shoulder was oddly comforting, a gesture he would have expected from a parent, someone he trusted. he wasn’t going to complain; it was nice having her there, reassuring him it wasn’t his fault what happened to carter, no matter how much he felt he could disagree. but if she was strong enough to make it through all this, then he could forgive himself for the horrors that happened in his stead.

“your son; what happened to him?”

maybe it was a question he hadn’t a right to ask. they barely knew each other, and in the circumstances it was already a grey area, but he wanted to be there for her, like she was for him. if she needed to talk, needed an outlet, of course he was going to be there for her. he owed her at least that much.

riphuntcr-blog

❛ jonas; you absolutely cannot. but i’ll make you a deal, we’ll go out for ice cream after dinner. ❜

#riphuntcr #v. i have seen an empire falling

“can i get a big bowl? with sprinkles?”

“It’s a new development.” The last Ray had probably heard, Zoom was still on Earth-2 while they worked from Earth-1 to defeat him. Zoom actually being there, in Central City, was much newer. This would honestly provide a very welcome distraction from how much stress he was under. “Oh yeah, you’ll fit right in. Iris calls us the nerd squad sometimes.”

#ramondelamancha #v. one last chance to break the hold

the nerd squad. jonas chuckled, already feeling very comfortable there, though whether that was good or bad had yet to be seen. he wouldn’t be there if team flash wasn’t trustworthy, but it was still nice not to feel pressured to stay. it would be easy.

“—which one’s iris, again? ray was speaking very quickly when he gave me the run-down of things here.”

johnnyutahh

#&. ( graphics )#&. dad 1 ( rip hunter )#[any guesses as to who dad 2 is?]#[ :P ]#[i need this on my blog for reasons]

“Had two teenagers in a secret room. We let them out.” He paused. “Okay, they broke out, but point is they’re not in there now. It was their dads’ idea, we were fighting this total psycho and they wanted them safe.” Cisco nodded. He couldn’t exactly say anything about the guy looking young for his age considering he still got carded every time he went out. “Pre-med, nice. My best friend’s an MD.”

#ramondelamancha #v. one last chance to break the hold

“i guess ray didn’t realize you guys had a psycho here too.”

not that it would have been easy to know, with everything else going on. dealing with vandal savage was pretty time-consuming, and jonas was pretty sure the only timestream check his father did was to make sure he stayed alive.

“then i’m sure we’ll all get on fine.”

She had been flicking through Aldus’ notebook again, reading over scrawled hints on savage and stories that she, Edith, had told him. Entries of his parents, a sketch of what they used to look like. Her fingers ran over the old pencil, a soft smile appearing on her lips at the memories of her small boy, ones that had been flooding back to her of late - and admittedly had found herself caught up in while she slept.

Kendra turned as Jonas spoke, the smile falling from her lips as she shook her head and closed the notebook, tucking it into her pocket. “It’s okay.” she cut him off, making her way over to the male and sitting down next to him. Kendra tried to think of words, reassuring and sincere. Words that would convey the fact she wasn’t upset or mad at Jonas or at Rip, but rather at herself. For things she’d left unsaid, for what could have been. She could have saved him, but she’d frozen.

“Carter… He died trying to defeat Savage. To rid the world of evil. There’s nothing more noble than that.”

#wxrriorpriestess #v. i was never meant to fight on my own

before he knew it, she was beside him, and he tensed, an unnatural reaction to the guilt building inside him. the universe was funny like that; a life for a life. even in being able to change the timeline, there was always a consequence, an unforeseen difficulty and despite having been dead at the time, jonas couldn’t help him blame himself for this one. even knowing there was nothing he could have done.

“nobility doesn’t make it less painful.”

they all still had to live with it; all of them were still confined by the parameters of living without him, of having to grieve and deal with whatever they had to. and yet there was kendra; the most affected and yet she was there comforting him. it proved how good she was, and he admired that. graceful, kind, even in the face of true torment. it was a nice change to see, someone who just a few months prior hadn’t been well-trained and yet stayed so pure through this endeavor.

“Your dad, okay.” He couldn’t remember anyone mentioning there being a teenager who was going to be traveling with them, which meant this was probably a time travel thing. “Fair enough. Yeah, this place’ll be fine for you, everything should be good.” He was probably going to be too busy with finding Barry to even really notice the kid. “I’ll make sure we don’t lock you in a secret room like the other two teenagers.”