𝖯𝖾𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖪𝖺𝗂.
𝖬𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝟣𝟪 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝟤𝟦 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈.
((11/24- Who knows?))
((11/24- Who knows?))
Ash takes another breath, then hugs the speedster before he can change his mind.
"Thank you, Flash."
“… I’ll tell my friends. Give me a few days, okay?”
"He's still out there," he states firmly, then he surprisingly allows the matter to drop. "I'd... like to go into witness protection. I can't stay trapped here any longer."
Ash takes another breath, then hugs the speedster before he can change his mind.
"Thank you, Flash."
"He's still out there," he states firmly, then he surprisingly allows the matter to drop. "I'd... like to go into witness protection. I can't stay trapped here any longer."
“Ashley — I just have friends who are telling me.”
"He's still out there," he states firmly, then he surprisingly allows the matter to drop. "I'd... like to go into witness protection. I can't stay trapped here any longer."
What reason does Ashley have to trust him, anyways? He’s made a mess of Richie’s case. Really, he has.
Barry just ends up nodding.
Barry looks away, not wanting to show what he really thinks in his eyes.
“Your boyfriend, right? I have friends working on finding him, too. And he wouldn’t want you to give up on him. No matter what.”
Ash toys with a black frond of fringe, wondering what kind of person he'd be if he left his image behind.
Ash toys with a black frond of fringe, wondering what kind of person he'd be if he left his image behind.
For the first time in a long time, there's hope in his eyes.
"...my real name isn't public knowledge anyway. The people they call my fans are just vultures waiting for me to die so they can tear away my flesh. I need to disappear."
Ash toys with a black frond of fringe, wondering what kind of person he'd be if he left his image behind.
For the first time in a long time, there's hope in his eyes.
"...my real name isn't public knowledge anyway. The people they call my fans are just vultures waiting for me to die so they can tear away my flesh. I need to disappear."
“I have friends who can take you in. Help out.”
For the first time in a long time, there's hope in his eyes.
"...my real name isn't public knowledge anyway. The people they call my fans are just vultures waiting for me to die so they can tear away my flesh. I need to disappear."
Barry lingers, deliberating on what to say more.
Ash stares at the man in red, a note of disbelief in his voice. He's surprised that anyone could find him, let alone the local hero.
"How did... you know I was here? How did your friend?"
Ash stares at the man in red, a note of disbelief in his voice. He's surprised that anyone could find him, let alone the local hero.
"How did... you know I was here? How did your friend?"
“Ashley.”
Barry stands in the doorway as the Flash, obscuring his identity for the time being.
“… A friend told me you were hurt.”
Ash stares at the man in red, a note of disbelief in his voice. He's surprised that anyone could find him, let alone the local hero.
"How did... you know I was here? How did your friend?"
"Richie!"
"Richie!"
"Um... Barry? You okay? You just walked up and started yelling at me..."
"Um... Barry? You okay? You just walked up and started yelling at me..."
Since he came to town, I haven't heard from Richie, and I don't think that's a coincidence.
* 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, & 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.
𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧; @killerjokes.bsky.social & @spoilsporting.bsky.social
* 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, & 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.
𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧; @killerjokes.bsky.social & @spoilsporting.bsky.social
Since he came to town, I haven't heard from Richie, and I don't think that's a coincidence.
Since he came to town, I haven't heard from Richie, and I don't think that's a coincidence.
It's not really aimed at anyone in particular, 'tis just frustrating when people follow my human account back but the fluffy boy gets left behind. D=
It's not really aimed at anyone in particular, 'tis just frustrating when people follow my human account back but the fluffy boy gets left behind. D=