#theindieflash

[herheroics]

@theindieflash​ xo

         SHE WAS ALIVE. That’s what she knew. And she knew she owed that to Fury. When she had gone over that cliff, she did it knowing everyone else was going to be okay. She did it knowing her family were going to be alive and to her..well that was all that mattered. And she was okay with losing her life if it meant her family were able to keep theirs. But, when she had awoken in a bed in a white surrounds, her first thoughts had been that she’d failed. That everything that had done was futile because they’d lost. But instead, Fury being Fury, always had something up his sleeve and for Natasha, that something was to keep her alive. She’d come to in a back brace, the doctor in the room telling her she’d done some damage to her back but would soon recover to her full potential. She had cuts and bruises but over all, she was alive and so were the rest of her family. She wasn’t sure as to who knew the redhead was alive, and a few days later, she was pleased to see Clint enter her room. He was the other person on that cliff with her. She smiled tightly as his presence “CLINT.”

[heckcduparchived]

@theindieflash asked: [ PROTECT ] - sender wraps receiver in a hug in order to protect them from a potential or present danger. (Steve/Felicity) since we both liked that pic!

She felt him before she saw him. Arms wrapping around her protectively as the explosion from the building nearby made her ear drums rattle. She felt so small against him, like a child being protected by an adult, but comforted it by it all the same as not many people would have shielded her like this from a bomb.

Her head tucked in her hands, eyes shut tight, she didn't look up until sound started coming back to her senses. Was that his heartbeat she was hearing pounding, or her own?

Glancing up to make sure that he was okay she smiled a little as if this was her normal every day life almost being killed by a explosion. "Hi-- uh, thanks! Are you okay?"

[labyriinths]

@theindieflash​ Zoey for James - College AU

Girl meets guy at a singing diner. Is horribly mortified at all the attention. Set up was made by a friend to get her to RELAX for once. Girl can’t blame the guy. Especially not when he’s got that kind of smile that made her into a rambling mess. Yes. First interaction and she continued on with a rambling mess. But, the weird part of it all? It worked. She wasn’t thinking about the ‘finals’ to end all ‘finals.’ Zoey was kind of sort of actually having a social life? Who knew she could get one of those. 

So here they were. Having seen each other for a while, and she hasn’t put her foot in her mouth yet to ruin things. At least not yet. Things are going, relatively well? Her walls are down, so much so her neurosis isn’t going bonkers on caffeine. It helps it was Summer now, and she was only taking two courses in the small break. Either way, she’s comfortable enough to share some of her uber nerdy passions. Astronomy Club.

Late night picnic, her trusty telescope, and a star map adorned her blue blanket as she adjusted the lens on it. “So, we’re actually in a bit of a luck. We could possibly see venus, mars and mercury. A lot of people think they’re going to be close together, but they’re actually scattered.” she remarked aloud, before leaving the magnification where she wanted it, and looking up. “I know it sounds really nerdy, but I promise it’ll be incredible.” an eager smile searched his face for encouragement. “Did I mention how much I appreciate you doing this with me tonight? "

[indie-dcrper]

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[blaine-devonanderson]

@theindieflash​ || plotted starter (closed)

IT HAD TAKEN SOME PROCESSING. A lot of processing, actually.

Even though they were still friends on Facebook, it wasn’t as if Blaine checked into social media all that often. College and being newly-married had all but SWALLOWED him whole. Then Audrey had been born, and balancing being a good husband and good father meant little time for anything else. And ever since the divorce, Blaine really hadn’t wanted contact outside his small circle of family and close friends. He’d stepped back, even more than before, from anything that might disturb the protective BUBBLE he’d wrapped around himself and Audrey.

Then, out of nowhere, a text from Sebastian Smythe. A CONFESSION that had set Blaine’s carefully constructed little world on it’s head. He hadn’t known how to respond, so he hadn’t bothered. Tried to tuck the words away, even though they were still there every morning when he woke, and every night as he finally drifted off into a RESTLESS sleep. More texts followed, and though he still couldn’t process them either, still didn’t quite know how to respond, he kept them all, stared at them when things got quiet, and tried to figure out what he wanted to say in return.

It was too soon, obviously, to even contemplate jumping into another relationship. Besides, whatever might’ve existed UNSPOKEN between him and Sebastian in the past, they were different people now. They didn’t know one another any longer. Sebastian was in love with a MEMORY of some guy from high school—far less jaded, and hopefully, not as naive. And for all Blaine knew, Sebastian still harbored that horribly mean and careless behavior within him that had almost left Blaine blinded in one eye. Did he really WANT a person like that in his life again? In Audrey’s?

And yet, one afternoon, a little after a month of occasional texts, the last stating a simple I miss you, Blaine had found himself finally responding with a question: Can I see you? It wasn’t much. A re-connection with an old friend, if nothing else. He wasn’t yet ready to acknowledge what had been in the REST of the texts sent. That was too much.

So here he was, sitting in his favorite little coffee shop, Frisson Espresso in midtown, right foot tapping NERVOUSLY against the floor beneath the tiny table where he sat as he checked his watch, wondering if he had made the right decision. 

[davidkarofskyindie]

theindieflash (Huey/Mike)

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"Mike, I have a proposition for you” Huey said as he approached his classmate, who was easily the best dancer in the entire class. Every week Huey would just be amazed at whatever Mike did and since their end of year show required a two person dance, Huey was taking his chance now that they were alone “So the end of year dance, I was wondering how you’d feel about doing it with me” he said with a kind smile “I mean we’re both some of the best dancers in here and I’ve heard that they’ve never had a pair of guys do a routine up there... we could be trailblazers, earn a spot in the history of this place. You interested?”

[caudexiism]

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Sam let out a breath, he ran his hand through his hair. It had been a long day, and it wasn’t over yet. He reached for the bag next to him, and he got out of the car, he knew that he wasn’t late, and he could actually stay for a minute or two to talk. He walked up to the door and he rang the bell, he held on to the pizza waiting for whoever had ordered it to come and pay for it, so he could move on to the next costumer, well back to the pizza place to pick up his next couple of deliveries. “I got a pizza here,” he began as the door opened.

[sevansandco]

@theindieflash continued from here

“Honestly Sam, you really ought to take better care of him,” Hermione sighed with a shake of her head, crouching down to pick up the small toad that had come to a halt at her feet. This wasn’t the first time that Sam had lost his toad along the halls of Hogwarts, and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. When would they ever learn? At least she didn’t have to worry about Crookshanks ever wandering off, never to return again.

“Here you go,” she said, standing up and holding her hands out to Sam for him to take the toad from her, “Try to keep a closer eye on him in future, okay? I wouldn’t put it past Professor Snape to ‘accidentally’ use him in one of his potions lessons,”

Sam bit down on his lip. He knew that he needed to keep a better eye on Solo, but it was a lot harder than it should be. Solo really wanted to be Solo. He let out a small breath, as he looked over at Hermione. He could feel his cheeks getting warmer. “I try,” Sam replied, as he tried to fix both his tie and robe, Sam knew that this wasn’t the last time he was going to try and find Solo around the castle.

“Thank you,” he replied, giving her a small smile, “I’ll do my best.” He change the hold on the toad, in his hand. “Yeah.” He knew very well that there was a big risk that something were to happen to his toad. “Maybe I should check with my parents if I can change pet.”