peachy

heart twice as cold as ice

[milesryder]

hawkxyed

“you, my friend, are a sad, sad man. sadder than clint, even - and that’s saying something, coming from me.” kate cuts off, and merely raises an eyebrow at the mention of death. “jesus, frosty, you really are somethin’ else. but touche. tou-fuckin’-che.” kate grins and lifts her drink. “thank you.” she shrugs. “depends on your perception of the truth.”

He snorted and rolled his eyes, shrugging his shoulders. “Suppose I am.” He mused, humming in agreement. He scoffed, trying to find the words to respond, but not able to find a response, ended up raising his eyebrows as he took a sip of his beer. “No problem.” He says as an instinctual response. “Perhaps. But, I think my perception’s been screwed up for awhile.”

[totalparksandrec]

[jonas-brothers]

[milesryder]

gclden-glider

It had taken longer than usual but Lisa had managed to drag herself out of bed and make her way to the kitchen. Her hair disheveled as she sauntered into the room wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants; not giving a care in the world about how she looked. “Morning Lenny.” She announces as she lazily sits on one of the stools. Her eyes gravitating to the beer before raising her shoulders in a brief shrug. “Thinking about it. But I’m also feeling too lazy to even open it so maybe not.” A fake smirk pulls at the corner of her mouth as she looks up at him. Remembering all the trouble she had gotten herself into during that whole fast forward sequence. “So… how did you sleep?”

He tried to expel the worried glance from his face, knowing that after her little scare she would not want to be pitied. “Morning.” He echoes, biting his lip to keep his face from becoming worried, not used to seeing his sister so lifeless. He points to the sealed beer, silently offering to open one for her, taking a swig of his open one. He forces a smirk onto his face to match hers, seeing knowing that she could see through his just like he saw through hers. He didn’t want to mention what had happened, but he felt it was his duty as older brother to try to indiscreetly ask. He deflected her question one of his own. “Did you even sleep?” 

[milesryder]

hawkxyed

kate glares. “you stopped counting after thirty? fair enough.” she shrugs and swigs at once, conceding that point. “you’re right, but there’s still a lot of them.” kate sighs, then sets her gaze on the man. “for a day drinker, you really don’t seem like a day drinker. but me, too. not to sound arrogant, but i think i’m the closest we have to a leader, right now.”

He shrugs. “It’s easier to stop telling people your age.” He said. He laughs bitterly and rolls his eyes, taking a swig. “They’re gonna die sooner, then.” He says darkly, trying to expel the thought that that would be him. Well, technically he had already died. His gaze settles on her, “You don’t seem like one either.” He quips, continuing to drink. “There’s nothing arrogant with the truth.”

[milesryder]

silverscbles

              SHE HAD JUST ARRIVED, and off the bat nearly everyone was in this gloomy mood. silver hardly minded seeing as she was never one to inquire about anyone’s person life, but the mercenary at least expected a better welcome than eyes glued to the floor and a perpetual sadness lingering around. it gave the woman some time to adjust she supposed – that, and the opportunity to completely understand what the hell was happening. but she needed a drink – that came with being from eastern europe. and once in the kitchen, this man seemed to just read her mind. silver nodded in appreciation before taking the bottle and quickly prying off the metal cap on the edge of the counter. ❝ might need something stronger in a minute. ❞

He peered at the woman oddly, not remembering her face, and he never forgot a face. “You new?” He asked gruffly, as he took a swig of the beer. He hummed in agreement at her words, before continuing to drink, placing the beer down. “I think there’s some scotch in the liquor cabinet?” He suggested.

[ccrogues]

# siblings goals

[lizzie-mcguire]

[ghostsandgoblins]

[timbradford]

[milesryder]

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞ - selina !

He hadn’t been aware that he was staring off into space, a glower on his face, nearly as common as his smirk. He didn’t even realize that he had been staring in the direction of a person, till she yelled at him, his eyes widening slightly, as he blinked, and this time willingly looking at the person he had been unintentionally staring at. “Sorry, dozed off.” He explained curtly.

@cvtwomcn

[milesryder]

aquaticruler

“yup.” he grabbed the bottle and examined its vintage design. “i just got here last night. if it weren’t for our current plight i would have thought it to be neat, you know, the seventies era seems pretty interesting.” he took a swig of his beer and nodded. “the whole time displacement. that sounded really intense. someone really must have messed up.”

“Eh.” He shrugged, his bored smirk plastered across his face. “Mistakes happen.” He said, knowing that playing the blame game would amount to nothing. He laughed slightly, taking a drink. “I always hated the 70′s, mostly cause I hated my dad.” 

[milesryder]

adovelygirl

Dawn nodded along to his words, taking a small sip of her drink. When he asked more precisely if she had any clue what was going on, she hesitated before shaking her head. “I mean - I’ve gotten vague references, but nobody’s being very clear cut about it,” she answered slowly, wondering just what he’d be willing to divulge. “Obviously whatever happened wasn’t something good.”

He sighed, glancing over at the woman unsure of what to share and unsure of the proper way of sharing the news. He opened his mouth as if to begin speaking, before taking a large gulp of his beer, before turning to her again, this time willing enough to speak. “Got taken back to 2018 in a hellish world. Some - lots - of us died.” He spoke curtly, not really wanting to dwell too much on the event. He took another gulp of his beer. “So yeah, morale’s been a bit low.” He drawled, sounding as bored as he normally does. 

[milesryder]

hawkxyed

“i’m twenty-three, asshole.” kate protests, though there’s no attack in her voice. “some would disagree. i’ve known people who’d say that’s the most badass thing you’ve ever done.” kate sips her new beer, slower this time, and shrugs. “okay, mister vague. i’ll leave it.” she snorts, then shakes her head. “you’ve never met my friends, then. i’ve got no patience for the sort of intervention they’d try to host.”

“And I’m more than fifteen years older than you.” He sasses, not wanting to reveal his real age. “Those people are assholes who’ve wasted their whole fucking life then.” He says, rolling his eyes slightly, continuing to drink his beer. He laughs slightly as she begins speaking about her friends. “With my friends, I’m apparently the responsible one. Ain’t that a funny truth?”

[marcomardon]

flash rogues weekend: day 2: favourite appearance | captain cold in justice league v2 → “the glaciers that covered this planet leveled mountains and carved valleys into it. what do you think I could do to you with my cold-gun?”

[milesryder]

adovelygirl

Dawn felt as though she was trying to play catch up, struggling to find people who would - or hell, even could - detail what had happened, what she’d missed. Getting back to the past had been her biggest fight for this long, and yet now that she was here… She felt lost, uncertain how to tread, who to talk to. Her gaze shifted slowly to the man alongside her before drifting to the bottle in his hand. There was a slight nod of her head before she reached over, taking the drink from him. “Thanks,” she mumbled, hoping that maybe a quick drink could clear her head, figure out a plan. “How… How long have things been like this?” she asked hesitantly, wondering if he would willingly give her an answer.

He glanced over at the girl, noting that she was new to the chaos, and there was an underlying look of worry and confusion in her eyes. He sighs, thinking about how to answer her question. “It feels like it’s been an eternity. It’s maybe been a few days?” He asked, truly unsure of how long they had been back to the past, the days seeming to blur together. He takes another sip of his drink, before turning to her, sighing slightly. “You know what happened, right?”

[milesryder]

hawkxyed

“god, everyone in this place is so determined to be a badass, huh?” comes her response, utterly dismissive of his sarcasm. “please do - i’ll be waiting to say i told you so. and i am a patient person.” he remains stationary, and kate groans as she stands and retrieves a fresh beer. “better save it for a happier occasion. and i don’t want that day drinking label to stick, fun as it may be.”

“Kid.” He begins, slightly exasperated. “I’m drinking at noon. That’s the furthest thing from badass ever.” He paused, unsure of how to continue. “I’ve got a reason to exist, so I’m existing. It’s really as simple as that.” He said, feeling as if he had revealed too much. He continues drinking from his bottle. “It won’t stick, people who do that are suburban moms with too much time on their hands.”