#robberofatms

[barryallcnx]

⊰ COLDFLASH AESTHETIC ⊱

Barry Allen & Leonard Snart

[to: 🏃⚡💨]: Why /don’t/ you hate me? [ ✉ ; world’s worst thief ]: because you seem to think i should

@robberofatms

[pxterparkour]

[text: micks other other phone??] lol fuk da police

( ✉ → ??? ) : what( ✉ → ??? ) : who is this

[piecessolvingapuzzle-blog1]

Earliest moment in your life you can remember?

“Some foster parents talking to the nuns about why I wasn’t a good fit.”

[barryallcnx]

✘

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. 

(✉ → world’s worst thief): I hate you.(✉ → world’s worst thief): Were you trying to give me frost bite on that last heist??(✉ → world’s worst thief): I’m still shivering under twenty blankets.

[gixlofsteel]

$

@robberofatms

( ✉ → ??): I can’t help my feelings! It’s not like I flew up to space and asked Rao if hey, can I have a crush on one of my friends? This shouldn’t be happening right? Barry doesn’t even like me like that and everytime I do try to be in a relationship, it always somehow ends in disaster, am I being too chicken by not taking the risk?

[akagoddammit]

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Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT | accepting

(✉ → lesser snart) [UNSENT]: u   soemthmes u remind me so mcuh of him it actully maeks me physiclly ill & i jst wanna h i t u rellay hard. & tehn soemtimes u actually seem liek a human beign. more of one thna i am.  & i h8u 4 it, i rellay do bc hwo can u manaeg taht & i cnat??(✉ → lesser snart): dialy remindre taht i h8 u. 

[akagoddammit]

( ✉ → no ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.

(✉ → lesser snart): my gola is 2 maek everyone h8 me. (✉ → lesser snart): dndt peg u 4 a grudge holdre. guss it maeks snse tho

[pietrosmaxximoff]

✔ (Sam)

✔ - for my muse to respond to praise from yours

“Hey, Maximoff, wait up!” It wasn’t Pietro’s favorite phrase -- he’d never been good at waiting -- but he didn’t mind waiting on Sam. He was one of the better Avengers to spend time around, always good for an easy conversation or a bit of fun. So he slowed his step, turning around to face the other Avenger.

“What’s up?” he asked, raising a brow. 

The fight hadn’t been a very long one this time; a few punches and blasts had taken out the B-level villain who’d decided to destroy New York this week. Still, Pietro was tired. He’d fought hard, taken a lazer blast to the arm, and despite his light tone, his step was missing a certain spring. If Sam noticed, he made no mention. This was another thing that earned him a spot among Pietro’s favorite Avengers.

“I just wanted to say you were good out there today,” Sam said with a smile, clapping Pietro on the back. “Seriously, the way you took down that first guy? That was awesome.” 

For a moment, Pietro froze. Praise wasn’t something he was accustomed to, particularly not from someone he respected. HYDRA had always used praise as a tool to keep them in line, wielded it like a weapon when they celebrated the twins’ destruction. Hearing it as a compliment was new.

He kind of liked it.

“Thanks,” he grinned, leaning into Sam’s touch a little. “Maybe next time you save my ass, yes? Then we can be even.”