#r. flag

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@compressedwaywardsoul liked for a Laurel Lance starter for Rick Flag.

The sound of the glass shattering as it hit the wall probably did more than anything to make Laurel realize she was starting to lose control. It had been getting worse as time passed. The basics of her memory were back but things still came and went. She would recognize someone one day and have no idea who they were the next. Better than being dead, but sometimes it didn't feel like much. "I don't remember. I don't know what Argus is or the Suicide Squad. I barely remember us. Some days I don't." Laurel had woken up a couple of times trying to figure out who the man in bed next to her was. "I just want to remember my life."

[theblacksirencanary]

‘ i don’t have a girlfriend. ‘ - rick

TRACERS (PART ONE)  -  MOVIE SENTENCE STARTERS

@theyvolunteered​

“I don’t care. But that pretty little redhead who was wrapped around your arm last night. I think she might care a lot.” Dinah really wasn’t going to let herself care. He was Laurel’s ex, not hers and if he wanted to reassure her or remind her that he was single, she had no reason to care. It wasn’t like she had ever dreamed of him or anything. No there were no dreams that sometimes felt more like memories. If only she could convince herself of that.  “I’m not Laurel. I’m not looking to be your girlfriend. I just want to get this mission done and be able to go back to my Earth with one more criminal from Earth 2 taken care of.”

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@thewxnderer

“That means you have to be my date for the night. Dinner, dancing, some flowers, and chocolates. Ended by falling into bed giggling from having a perfect night to ourselves without the craziness that is Star City.”

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@thewxnderer arranged marriage starter

Laurel had known since she was a child who she was supposed to marry. Her family may not have been the wealthiest but they were well respected and the Queens had been grooming her to be his wife since she had been introduced to the family. It was all very civilized but during their engagement he had run off with his sister and her entire life had been turned upside down.

There had been others who had courted her and Tommy had offered his hand in marriage but that was as heartbreaking as Oliver had been. Rumors started to circulate that she was cursed and her prospects had dried up. She had wished to follow her father in his work but they didn’t allow women detectives and she had got a desk job at the precinct where she had encountered all kinds of different type of people.

Including one Rick Flag, her feelings for him were mixed. Most of the time he had irritated her but she couldn’t help but miss him when he wasn’t around. Now he was gone and her only hope for survival. She should have listened when her father told her she should stop looking into cases, that it wasn’t her job.  He had been the one to write to Rick, to send her off somewhere safe before he found her dead and if it got her married and kept her out of trouble all the better.

Stepping off the train she held her bag close to her and glanced around until she spotted her new husband. “Hello, Mr. Flag. Thank you for helping me.” She knew this was just a marriage of convenience that she shouldn’t expect anything from it. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I may have caused you. I will try and not cause too much in the future.”

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@compressedwaywardsoul rick flagg

When she had bought this house she had never expected the person across the street to be one of her ex’s. She certainly hadn’t expected it to be Dinah’s father. Laurel stopped mid wave as her daughter looked out between her legs. She had never told Dinah about him, it was part of her plan, but she was so young. Swallowing hard she walked across the street and took a deep breath. “Rick, it’s been a while.” There was a pull at her dress and she ran her fingers through her daughter’s hair. “This is my daughter Dinah. I.. uh... you were dead.”