#ccpd

[eros-telesse]

Barry texting : Snart, stop throwing rocks into the CCPD windows just to get my attention!

Lisa : Wha- Wait what the fuck?!

Barry :

Barry texting : DID YOU JUST THROWN YOUR SISTER AT THE WINDOW?!

Snart texting : I ran of our rocks.

Barry yelling at the window : SO WHAT??? SHE'S YOUR SISTER!

[rq-poob09]

So somewhat serious post so i will be dropping the quirk of my typing.

One of my headmates has organized MUPDs (Medically Unrecognized Personality Disorders) into different clusters and has coined some clusters! but he doesn't wanna make an account for this so he will have me coin them here and now!

to expand on cluster D, self sabotage would include self destructive behaviors caused by lack of indulgence in the PD and it's "fix" for identity while cluster E is moreso about the lack of identity rather than the self sabotage but it can be present and usually is present to a certain degree.

[52stations]

[deadpuppetboi]

So you think manhunt gangs would come together for movie marathon, Which movies do you think would be each gang's favorite?

I've tried hard to have to make this as accurate as possible, knowing their erratic personalities and such.

The Hoodz - Heat (1995)

Various movies encapsulate not only a bank robbery but how intense a shootout is such as Heat.

The Hoodz have had their fair share of bank robberies (even the ones with a badge) and have had times where they didn't know if they were going to make it. They take notes but share a good beer while at it, reminiscing on the ‘good old times.’

The Innocentz - Scarface (1983)

This movie has it all.

Drugs, gang wars, corruption, death, murder, and the disillusionment of The American Dream. Coming from immigrant parents or being immigrants themselves, The Innocentz (or some of them) found themselves in Tony Montana’s shoes. They want to hit it big and become the next drug lord like that one guy in Liberty City. Then again, they all love to reference ‘Say hello to my little friend’ whenever they watch the movie and laugh about it like the coked-up druggies they are.

The Smileys - The Adventures of Elmo in Grouchland (1999)

The image of them SCREAMING at the screen in complete despair over Elmo losing his blanket is something I can see them doing.

It's what I did when I was younger so I can see every member doing the same and cursing any other character who bothered Elmo in the slightest. They take their valuables very seriously, especially Barry who holds his ‘daughters’ close to his heart, threatening anyone who dares to even touch them.

The Wardogs - All Quiet On The Western Front (1930)

There's a scene where the main character Paul is asked by his Professor to tell young men about his heroism and patriotism when he served in the war. At first Paul is hesitant as he has so words to say before he finally tells them the truth. The real truth. There is death. There is murder. There is no mercy. That is all.

“It’s dirty and painful to die for your country.”

And everyone calls him a traitor, a coward, an embarrassment of a soldier who should be proud to serve his country.

It's an anti-war movie, sure, but it stays with The Wardogs constantly even when they remember walking back to their hometowns after serving their time overseas.

Cerberus - Se7en (1995)

Let's be honest, these guys have faced the worst of the worst in their line of work.

They may work with Starkweather but they work with all sorts of stupid rich assholes who cause even the worst of crimes to each other. All because of the dumbest feuds, the mishandling of expensive products, and the greed of collecting the greens. Se7en displays a world they've seen countless times whether it be in their ‘normal’ job or the job they take shooting down who is against their boss. They’ve seen detectives look too far into their work, serial killers who tore into men/women/children for their sick desires, innocent people in the wrong place and time, and watch as the life in their lives fades away.

So a serial killer who bases his killings on the seven deadly sins is not far from what Cerberus has faced by far.

CCPD - Maniac Cop (1988)

Sometimes these guys watch even the most ridiculous films centered around cops just for the hell of it.

Whether it be for fun, to live through a power fantasy, or even just to watch countless people (innocent or not) die in horrific ways, it's still a classic for the whole precinct to watch this movie or watch the series in general. Watching a dead cop go on a killing spree across New York City while simultaneously setting fear into the hearts of men and women alike just brings absolute joy to the gang as a whole.

It's a classic, classics never die.

SWAT - Falling Down (1993)

All it takes is one bad day.

I’m sure that rigorous training, having to support a family with blood money, having to work with a very disgusting man who runs a snuff film industry, and having to kill people whether they were innocent or not will demonstrate some problems.

You get frustrated.

Upset.

Angry.

You want to be able to have things go your way but you can't and everyone looks at you like you’re selfish for it. You want to have a normal life and have a normal family outing but you’re plagued with images of corpses being rigorously shot at a far or close distance, their insides painting the walls. You feel like you’re going to lose it by your wife asking for more money, your kids wanting a new toy, or even the traffic blocking your way to your ‘regular’ job. You're going to lose your mind and you’re one bad thing away from grabbing that gun and letting lose on everyone who ever put their doubt into you.

But give the SWAT some credit, at least they have each other to vent out their frustrations when the pressure becomes too much.

The Skinz - None

No one asked them. No one likes them. They weren't even invited. If they rode up they’d be met with a rain of bullets.

Bonus!!!

The Camheadz - 8mm (1999)

This movie is about a snuff film.

I mean, I feel like this gang in particular plays a huge part in Mr. Nasty’s snuff films not because their heads are cameras but because I feel like each one of them has a distinct style in general.

Like, one wants to go after women, another goes after men, another the homeless, and so on. They all have their tapes, each inserted into their camera heads to record their best moments and to either save for themselves or to sell for a few more bucks. But let's be honest, they keep the tapes for themselves, just for personal reasons.

So to have a film perfectly demonstrates their lifestyle, even if it doesn't get everything right, it does play well into how deprived human beings can be just to get what they want.

The Clownz - It (1990)

I mean, duh, what else would they watch?

They saw the miniseries and studied the book like it was the Bible just to increase their obsession like the white-painted fiends that they are. Speaking out lines from the alien creature clown itself to either scare children or grown men alike.

We all float down here, Cash.

The Jury - Punishment Park (1971)

Imagine a world during the Vietnam War when President Nixon decreed that those who were ‘anti-war’ would be detained and forced to either spend time in jail or spend three days out in the desert being hunted down by police so that they may reclaim their so-called ‘freedom.’

That is Punishment Park.

A pseudo-documentary film that was highly controversial for its political views but is now highly regarded for taking a stance against the government. It seems like the kind of movie for The Jury knowing how they seem to take the law into their hands, display their political views, and see the movie like the manhunts they frequently did.

The Lost - Dark Days (2000)

Numerous movies depict the harsh and despairing reality of homelessness for those who are homeless.

It's a cold reality that millions of people face from the most remote or even the most popular of places. Always forgotten, always left behind, and always left in the dark. The Lost can heavily relate to this scenario not only because of the various reasons why and how they became the way they are and how. It's a normal day and night for Carcer City, just as bland and bleak as it has always been.

They can only dream of becoming as rich as Starkweather is but they’ll accept what they’re given, they don't have a choice.

[skylarmoon71]

Timeless Wells- Extra 2 (Flash)

“(Y/N)!! Good morning?”

You can’t help but smile.

After that very interesting encounter, you’d become somewhat friends with the billionaire genius. At first the relationship was more to give him a piece of mind. But now, these meetings and talks have become a blessing on both sides.

Harrison was not at all what the magazines made him out to be. You’d always assumed men like him would be prideful and self-centered. But he was humble, focused, fair and considerate. He knew how you felt about his abilities. So he was always careful. Not to mention every time you meet up, he always seems to light up like an excited puppy.You took a seat across from him, picking up the coffee with thanks.

“Have you installed the system I suggested in your labs? With such a high tech facility you would think there would be more urgency on security.” Harrison chuckles as you take a sip of your coffee.

“I have. We want to avoid situations like Mr. Davies happening in the future. I appreciate the concern.”

“Mhmm. The same goes for your powers. I saw what you did last week.”

He stammers.

“I-I don’t know what you mean.”

You roll your eyes.

“There was a kitten stuck in the tree and you particles your way up there. I pay attention Harrison. You’re lucky no one else saw you.”

He rubs his neck.

“What was I supposed to do, it was a kitten.” He mumbles cutely.

It’s really adorable that he’s using his sentinel powers for something so cute, but you are worried.

“I just want you to be careful Harrison. “

Your tone catches his attention. He gives a warm smile.

“I appreciate it. I’ll be careful from now on. The next time it happens I’ll be sure to call the professionals. “ You know he’s teasing, so you just sip at your tea with a little grin. One that Harriosn mirrors.

At the start, you were the one who was so guarded, but now it feels like your day is incomplete if you don’t see the joyful scientist. The way he beams. His kindness. Intelligence and those abilities that he possessed that gave him the power to do just about anything he pleased. Yet here he was. Working in a laboratory to solve world problems. It was remarkable. Admirable. Maybe that’s why your feelings had taken such a drastic change.

The both of you have fallen into a little rhythm.

Sometimes he’ll stop by the precinct, other times you’d stop by his office. You figured the only reason no one was suspicious was due to the fact that you were the detective that worked on his case. As you enter Star Labs, the woman at the reception desk sends you a smile.

“Good day Detective Morgan. I’ll go grab you your visitors card, please excuse me.” You nod.

As you wait by the desk for the visitor's card, you can’t help but hear the chatter behind you.

“I can’t believe how close they are. I heard that he’s dating her.”

“That’s ridiculous. If Dr. Wells and Ms. Daniels were dating it would be all over the paper. They are like the ultimate power couple. “ You glance at the two women conversing.

“Here you go Ms. Morgan.” You turn back quickly, taking the card from the receptionist with a smile.

“Thank you.” Excusing yourself, you head for the elevator.

“Dating?”

Harrison hadn’t told you anything about seeing anyone. Then again, was that really any of your business. Your current relationship was a bit hard to define. When the doors ding, you exit. You move to enter his office. Usually that’s where he is, but you hear a familiar laugh ahead. Heading to the direction of the kitchen, your steps slow when you hear the female voice.

“You really are a miracle worker. Thank you Harrison.”

“Of course. Anything for my favorite scientist. “

The laughter continues, and you stay hidden, glimpsing the interaction. Those gossiping women were right. They do look like a strong power couple. Your fist tightens, and you turn around, heading back to your precinct.

~~~

It’s foolish to think he wouldn’t notice your strange behavior.

You attended your morning meetings as per usual, but you were quiet. Distance. He noticed. But he felt as if it were wrong for him to pry. If you didn’t want to discuss it, then bringing it up would only annoy you. It’s not like the both of you were dating. He didn’t have that title.

It didn’t stop him from having the wildest theories in his head. Two weeks of the strange behavior, and he couldn’t stand it. He had every intention to confront that night when you got off your shift. But it seems you beat him to the punch.

“We should talk. Can I meet at your place tonight?”

His response was immediate. For a moment he cheered, because it seems you were finally comfortable enough to address the matter.

Then those treacherous thoughts returned.

He was relieved, but also a bit frightened. This was all still new territory. He understood. That’s why the minute you stepped into his home, he offered every apology he could think of.

“I’m sorry!” You turned to him, sliding your coat off, a bit confused.

“I know that this scares you. That I scare you sometimes. But if you want space then I’ll give it to you.”

“Harrison.”

It would be difficult, but he could compromise. Because truthfully you were the one in a tough situation.

“I understand, trust me I do.”

He just kept rambling.

“Harrison.”

Had he been in your situation, he probably would have ran for the hills. The fact that you stayed showed that on some level you trusted him. He would never risk that.

“This situation isn’t ideal but I’m will-”

“Harrison!!”

He finally stopped.

“My behavior lately has nothing to do with whatever you think you did.” He visibly deflates. You smile. He’s so childish sometimes.

“I have feelings for you Harrison.”

For a moment he just stares. Because he’s sure he misheard.

“Come again?”

“I..” you take a step closer. When you’re both just a breath away, he swallows.

“I have feelings for you Dr. Harrison Wells.”

His eyes reflect that adoration you’d seen from the first day he saw you. It’s then you realize how immature you were being. You take his hand softly on your own.

“That day when I came to the office I saw you with Ms. Daniels. She’s beautiful, smart and successful. Just like you. I heard some of your employees talking about how compatible you both were and when I saw you together it just felt real. You looked like a happy couple and it made me a bit jealous. I realized then that I was the one being unfair. I forced you into a friendship knowing how you felt. You just accepted it. You never pushed me for more or used it as leverage. It was sweet. But..when I saw you with her a part of me thought that you’d moved on and it hurt..”

“I’d never do that!” He says urgently. He subconsciously takes a step forward and you look up. When he catches how loud that statement came out, he clears his throat and tries to pull away. But you place your hands around his neck, pulling him close. His hands raise in surprise, and you giggle. He’s acting like a school boy.

“I’d like a chance to see what this is, where it goes. If that’s what you still want.” You can see the clear disbelief in his eyes. He’s still moving cautiously.

“Are..you sure that’s what you want?”

“I’m positive.” You clarify. Your eyes move to his lips. Harrison’s hands finally lowered. He still doesn’t completely make contact.

“Is it alright for me to touch you..kiss you?”

You nod, blissfully flushed.

He keeps checking, as if with one word this might all be gone. When you nod, it’s like the last of his restraint snaps. His hands find your waist and he pulls you in. His lips convey urgency when they finally meet your own. His body is so warm, taunt. You're presently surprised how well those suits hide muscles. He picks you, and you smile into the kiss. It seems there were still a few things you didn’t truly know about Harrison Wells.

After what feels like an eternity of desperate kisses, he pulls away. Your thumb traces his lower lip, and you remove his glasses. His breath is a bit labored. Those eyes glimmer.

“Would you..like to go on a date?”

This man is so helplessly adorable.

“Maybe later.” You whisper. Your fingers slip into his dark locs, and you pull him back in for a kiss.

[kleptoandpyro]

CCPD vs Saints and Sinners

I just had the amusing thought of Saints and Sinners - when it was just starting out in like the 80s - getting ratted to the CCPD as the 'go to place' for crooks and villains.

And they send their best detective on the case to see if it's true and the bar owner finds out he's coming like 5 mins before and has to throw off the scent super quick.

And the detective turns back up at the precinct later and the Captain is like, "Well? What did you find?"

Detective pulls a photograph out of his pocket like, "Just a false rumour, Boss, see here?"

shows the Captain a picture of the building with the S's covered over and blatantly replaced with a P and Th scribbled on cardboard

Detective: "Turns out it's just a hardware store called Paints and Thinners."

And the Captain turns to the office window and addresses all the bad guys of Central City grittily under his breath like, "You can't hide from the Law forever."

[fanficwritersworld]

Mom's In Prison

Summary: Your aunt won't let you see your mother but that's not the case.

Pairing: Killer Frost x Daughter!Reader, Caitlin Snow x Niece!Reader

Requested: Nope I was bored

Word Count: 1.9k (1919)

Warnings: Mentions of abusive mother, skipping meals, negelct, parent in prison and if you squint murder and depression.

Reader is 14-15.

Masterlist|Prompt List

“This isn’t fair!” You screamed, throwing your bag across the apartment floor.

Caitlin followed you inside, closing the door carefully. “(Y/N), calm down” Caitlin sighed, the day’s events catching up with her. You looked at your aunt as if she had eight heads which wasn’t impossible. “My mother just got sent to prison, Aunt Caity!” You screamed, tears falling from your eyes. You could see she was upset but you were more angry to care. “Sure I'll go to sleep and wake up knowing I’ll never see my mom again!” You snapped, causing a circle of ice to form around your feet.

“You don’t think I know that! I just lost my sister! You want to be mad? Fine! But aim your anger away from the only family you have left!” Caitlin screamed back at you. You only glared at her before stomping into your room, slamming the door causing the door to crack slightly.

You punched the wall before crumbling onto the floor. Your tears were turning to ice so quickly that if you didn’t wipe them you’d have no eyes left to cry from. Thi wasn’t fair! Your mom is a hero! She saved the city more times than you could count and this is the thanks she gets, life in prison.

Amunet Black smiled at you, her fingers wiping some blood off your small face. “Look at you, so young. So innocent” she cooed. Yet her soft face turned stone cold. “Frost! Clean her up and take her back. She’ll be useful” Amunet ordered before waltzing away from the scene.

A woman in all blue came up to you, her eyes were a soft white like her hair. “Hey” She said, like she didn’t want to be here. “Are you gonna help me?” you asked, looking at Frost with sad eyes. “Sure, come on. Let’s get you cleaned up” Her ice was almost like an echo, her eyes never leaving your face.

Amunet wanted you to be her next bodyguard. No one would suspect a kid protecting a gang lordess. Your powers were similar to Frost’s, having been thrown into a canister of sodium potassium by your birth mother in her lab the night of the particle accelerator. Frost trained you at first.

She then noticed that the lackeys that were to ‘look after’ you weren’t feeding you, giving you proper clothes or an actual bed to sleep on. You had grown on her, attaching to her feelings like a leech. So she took you in, got stole you proper clothes for your age, taught you to read and write as well as train your powers and fighting skills. Frost became the mother you always wanted.

Then you found out about Caitlin and team flash a few months later. You became family. When Frost was blocked from Aunt Caity’s mind, you were broken. You spent the months getting into trouble at school and got picked up by Joe a couple of times. Then Icicle took you, seeing as you were the closest he could get to Frost.

She came back to save you again, you were crying in her arms, begging for her to stay for a moment longer. She kissed your head before letting Aunt Caity take control. After that you spent hours talking with her through Caity, most of it through tears. Then at Christmas you finally got to see her again.

“Frost!” You cried, hugging her tightly, scared she might leave again. “Hey kid. I missed you so much” Frost kissed your temples. She handed you an envelope wrapped in wrapping paper. “Open it” She smiled at you.

“You wanna adopt me?” You looked up at her, more tears ready to fall. “I do. You're my kid, and I want that to be official” Frost told you, her arm wrapped around your shoulders. “ (Y/N) Frost. I like that” You smiled, resting against her chest.

Caitlin marched into CCPD, furious wasn’t the word to describe her face. She saw Joe waiting for her. “Where is she?” Ciatlin asked, trying to stay calm. Joe took her shoulder. “She’s in my office, but you need to calm down first Caitlin” Joe told her. Caitlin did as he said, taking a deep breath in. “Why does she keep doing this? I keep trying to help her but it’s not working” Caitlin was close to tears as she looked at you through the blurry window.

You were wearing all black since Frost went in. It wasn’t like the mental block, this time there was no concrete chance that she was coming back. “Caitlin. She hasn’t seen Frost in months, you and I both know why she’s doing this” Joe told her.

Frost didn’t want her to see her in prison, like the criminal she was before they met. You were trying to see her by any means, even if that included going to prison. You were angry, you just wanted your mom. Caitlin walked in, not even looking at the bruises and cuts you had.

“Let’s go. Car now” She demanded, her voice stone cold as was her face. The drive was quiet, not a word uttered until you both made it back to the apartment. “Phone, laptop and any other device now” Caitlin ordered, taking out a light grey basket from the shoe rack. You scoffed before doing as she said.

Once you did she put the basket in the safe behind one of Frost’s paintings. “Why won’t you let me see her?” You asked, sitting on the couch looking like a grump. Caitlin didn’t answer before walking into the kitchen. She came back out with a plate of dinner and put it in front of you.

“I want to see Mom, why won’t you let me!” You shouted at Caitlin, your eyes glowing blue in anger. “You can’t be known as her daughter. You know this (Y/N) so stop bringing it up! Caitlin repeated the small speech like her life depended on it. You pushed the food away, freezing most of it along with the coffee table.

“It’s not fair that you gotta go to the trial. It’s not fair that you get to see her. I’m her daughter! Mom’s in prison and I’m not allowed to see my mother! Why is it different for you and not me!” You screamed until your throat began to hurt. Caitlin wouldn’t even look at you.

“God! I HATE YOU!” You screamed at her.

The next day you sat in the cortex, not allowed near anything. Doctors orders. “(Y/N)?” Barry called out, seeing you play with your hair. “Barry” You called in a bored tone. You looked at him with dull eyes. “What’s wrong (N/N)?” Barry asked, crouching down in front of you.

“Caitlin won’t let me see Mom” You huffed. It clicked instantly in Barry’s mind. “You know when my Dad was in prison, he didn’t want me to see him like that. He thought by doing so I wouldn’t be influenced by his surroundings and think he was guilty” Barry spoke softly, remembering. “Yeah, but you proved his innocence in the end. Mom is never getting out” You sniffled.

“(N/N), I blamed Joe for weeks, thinking he didn’t want me to see him. Caitlin isn’t stopping you from seeing Frost, she is trying to protect your childhood from prison visits” Barry tried to explain. You understood where he was coming from. “She won’t let me call her, or write to her Barry! I just want my mom! Why can’t I just talk to my mom!” you cried, trying to stop but it wasn’t working. Barry pulled you in close, rubbing soothing circles into your back.

You ended up in the lounge, covered by a blanket left by Frost. You slept soundly while Barry and Caitlin talked. “Barry I don’t know how much longer I can do this to her” Caitlin sobbed quietly, her hands shaking. Barry sighed. “Caitlin, I think we need to talk to Frost. Even I’ve noticed the weight fall off of her, the bags under her eyes. (Y/N) isn’t coping” Barry told her.

Caitlin knew Frost would snap at the thought of letting her baby into that prison. She begged her before the verdict that if she did end up in prison to never allow you near her until she was a legal adult. But Caitlin was terrified you woulnd make it that long. And she had a feeling that of this carried on, you would barely survive to next year

Caitlin drove past the turn to your school, causing you to finally speak through the quiet journey. “Caitlin? You missed the turn” You told her in a neutral tone, not wanting to be in a car accident that morning. “You’re not going to school today” Caitlin said, her eyes focused on the road.

“Where are we going?” You asked her. No answer, that was common nowadays. Usually you and Caitlin could talk for hours but ever since the trial you barely even talk to each other unless you both were fighting or you got in trouble again.

You looked at Caitlin in shock as she parked outside Iron Heights. “Come on, before they go out for yard time” Caitlin smiled at you, another thing that was rare since the trial. After getting through security and getting your visitor badge a guard led you to a small room.

You waited impatiently, your knee bouncing up and down. You heard the buzzer as the door on the other side of the room opened. A female guard brought your mother to the small table. She looked at you in utter shock, noticing the ark clothes and sunken face. It was evident that you lost a lot of weight by how your clothes hung loosely off of you.

“Mom” You sobbed, finally being able to see her again. You began to cry, longing to have her hold you and comfort you. “(N/N), my baby” First cooed, worried about her daughter. You longed to hold her hand, just to feel her touch one more time.

“I miss you Mom, so much” You sobbed after a few moments of silence. “Me too baby” Frost cried slightly. You both just talked, crying for the most part but it felt nice to hear her voice again. She scolded you for not taking care of herself, then straight onto Caitlin for letting it happen.

Soon enough you had to leave. “Please let me write, or just call me Mom. Please” You begged her. “I promise, baby. I promise” Frost said, resisting the urge to hug you. The guard must have noticed this. “Go ahead Frost. Just this once” She said.

You latched onto your mother, listening to her heartbeat as if it was the only thing that would keep you from trying to break her out. Frost kissed your head repeatedly, also sending a few glares at Caitlin but also mouthing a thank you.

“Be good, babygirl, okay? I’ll keep my promise if you keep your’s” Frost told you, cupping your face in her cuffed hands. “I promise Mom” You sobbed gently before kissing her cheek for the last time for now.

You left Frost and Caitlin to talk after you left the room. Once Caitlin came out, you hygge dher tightly. “Thank you Aunty Caity. I could never hate you, I’m so sorry for everything” You apologised into her shoulder. “I know kid, I’m sorry too” Caitlin smiled, kissing your head.

[so-long-soldier28]

average person who gets attacked in central city: hey, I don't need your protection, I'm leaving now

me, if I were attacked: hey, yeah, I'm actually really scared, I don't wanna leave, can you assign the cute csi to watch me?