#struckbylightningflash

[holyxsmoak]

Text || Barry

Felicity: Parenting is hard.

Felicity: I made Sami cry today.

Felicity: I felt like the worse person in the world.

Felicity: I want Oliver to be the mean parent.

[eyesonthesky]

It was high time to create some chaos in this city. Mark stood in the middle of the street, his eyes trained on the sky as the clouds rapidly grew darker. As the rain began to pour down, Mark made his way in and out of the bank, with duffel bags full of cash in hand. He had filled the bank lobby with a thick fog, allowing him to get in and out without batting an eye. That was until he stepped foot outside, back into the pouring rain. 

He should have known the Flash would show up. “Just let me go and I’ll lay low. I haven’t hurt anyone, and I don’t want to. But Flash, if you don’t get out of my way, I’ll happily incapacitate you.”

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[qvestionable]

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ൠ Random! (Bedroom/house/living quarters )

A lot of people assume that Renee is a neat freak when they first visit her apartment. From the bathroom to the bedroom, everything is spotless, perfectly arranged and always kept in pristine condition. You could pretty much eat off that kitchen floor. In reality, however, it is simply because Renee treats her apartment as a temporary pit stop. Sure, she might occasionally crash on the bed at 4am in the morning (or just as likely the couch), but other than to grab a cup of coffee and a quick shower, the rest of the apartment is just window dressing on a life she barely has time to lead anymore. Too busy living the double life as a GCPD detective by day, masked vigilante by night, she simply doesn’t have time to get the place in a mess.

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☮ Friendship

Friends are as precious as they are rare for Renee. She’s always had more acquaintances, work colleagues and even paramours than she has had actual, honest to god friends. And of those lucky enough to breath such rarefied air, perhaps only one has ever been fortunate enough to really know who Renee Montoya was. Charlie. Insufferable bastard as he was, he was the first person she never felt she had to conceal a part of herself with. He accepted her for who she was, warts and all, and never once offered any judgement or pity for her past. It wasn’t so much as being around him made her a better person, so far as he gave her a chance to become who she was really meant to be. For that she owes him far more than she can ever put into words. Far more than she can ever hope to repay.  

[zcrdanvers]

      kara lands with an almighty T H U M P! then walks the small distance to barry. or, more accurately, the flash. “we have a problem,” she begins, voice stern and focused, though her hand waves in greeting. “iris said there’s twelve metahumans inside the mall. i asked alex to look into it -- barry, she says there’s thirteen. what’s going on, and what’s the quickest way to get these people out of here?” she waves a hand at the civilians going about their business as if nothing is wrong. kara almost envies that.

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