Also, fun fact:
Penned by Kai.
There's a sp҉ark҉
between us~"
𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐂
𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦
Aʀᴄʜʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴛᴏ Tʜᴇ Fʟᴀsʜ
Iskra takes one of Rose's hands and begins tracing patterns on the back of it.
"Have you made enough for a spa day, or should I grab some massage oils and a towel and head over after work?"
❝ ... what was that? ❞
He's... subtly pushing a baseball bat out of sight with his foot, hoping the rubber of his shoe doesn't squeak against the wood and draw attention to it.
Iskra takes one of Rose's hands and begins tracing patterns on the back of it.
"Have you made enough for a spa day, or should I grab some massage oils and a towel and head over after work?"
He's... subtly pushing a baseball bat out of sight with his foot, hoping the rubber of his shoe doesn't squeak against the wood and draw attention to it.
❝ I didn't know you could be so... possessive? ❞
He's grinning from ear to ear despite his protest.
He's... subtly pushing a baseball bat out of sight with his foot, hoping the rubber of his shoe doesn't squeak against the wood and draw attention to it.
He's grinning from ear to ear despite his protest.
Rose covers his face, whining softly with embarrassment.
He's grinning from ear to ear despite his protest.
Steph and Peter seem to be cuddled together on their own bed, but Richie and Max snuggle down beside him, though not before pawing at each other and hissing a little.
Steph and Peter seem to be cuddled together on their own bed, but Richie and Max snuggle down beside him, though not before pawing at each other and hissing a little.
'High Voltage' doesn't feel right to him, but he's not Iskra anymore as far as he's concerned.
Sparks illuminate the night air as he senses [ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] and turns, looking over his shoulder.
#OpenRP
'High Voltage' doesn't feel right to him, but he's not Iskra anymore as far as he's concerned.
Sparks illuminate the night air as he senses [ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] and turns, looking over his shoulder.
#OpenRP
I have genuinely been trying to untangle a ball of wool for three days. It has taken up this much of my day. I don't know how it tangled itself in the first place but my gosh, I'm never letting it roam freely again.
I have genuinely been trying to untangle a ball of wool for three days. It has taken up this much of my day. I don't know how it tangled itself in the first place but my gosh, I'm never letting it roam freely again.
Iskra lifts his arms above his head and stretches lightly, causing his shirt to ride up a little.
"But you're welcome to tail if you don't mean any harm."
Iskra lifts his arms above his head and stretches lightly, causing his shirt to ride up a little.
"But you're welcome to tail if you don't mean any harm."
Iskra distances himself from Thawne, absentmindedly tracing his fingertips across the scar tissue on his face.
"I'll hunt down the person who killed them when I find out who it is. But you, I don't trust. I have no reason to. You're a manipulator."
Iskra distances himself from Thawne, absentmindedly tracing his fingertips across the scar tissue on his face.
"I'll hunt down the person who killed them when I find out who it is. But you, I don't trust. I have no reason to. You're a manipulator."
Iskra feels himself trying to sympathise. He knows how terrifying it is to wake up with a power you can't control.
But...
"Why... Why was he even in the vicinity?"
Iskra feels himself trying to sympathise. He knows how terrifying it is to wake up with a power you can't control.
But...
"Why... Why was he even in the vicinity?"
“It was just a cover up. A mistake Barry made when he was first starting out — HE started the storm. HE killed your parents, and his team covered it up.”
Iskra bites his tongue to keep himself from getting too emotional, the pain holding back his tears.
"But electricity isn't the Flash's thing, it's mine..."
Iskra feels himself trying to sympathise. He knows how terrifying it is to wake up with a power you can't control.
But...
"Why... Why was he even in the vicinity?"
Iskra bites his tongue to keep himself from getting too emotional, the pain holding back his tears.
"But electricity isn't the Flash's thing, it's mine..."
And one that he ruled as a suicide. Not murder.
Iskra bites his tongue to keep himself from getting too emotional, the pain holding back his tears.
"But electricity isn't the Flash's thing, it's mine..."
Though Iskra speaks sarcastically, he does nonetheless look.
The movie where someone wearing that mask or one similar, killed people. It wasn't exactly a comfortable notion.
The movie where someone wearing that mask or one similar, killed people. It wasn't exactly a comfortable notion.
The sudden voice startles him, causing him to turn on his heel to face the source.
"C-Cool mask."
The sudden voice startles him, causing him to turn on his heel to face the source.
"C-Cool mask."
Though Iskra speaks sarcastically, he does nonetheless look.
“What, thought I was going to bring you into the past? Look at this case.”
Barry killing his parents doesn't make any sense at all. Iskra's powers took them down in *his* timeline, but his younger self's must've been murdered for them to follow the same pattern.
"I don't see any justifiable reason for why he would."
Though Iskra speaks sarcastically, he does nonetheless look.
Low-key obsessed with Thawne just accepting 'hate tent' like it's an everyday use kind of name for something. 😂
Low-key obsessed with Thawne just accepting 'hate tent' like it's an everyday use kind of name for something. 😂
Barry killing his parents doesn't make any sense at all. Iskra's powers took them down in *his* timeline, but his younger self's must've been murdered for them to follow the same pattern.
"I don't see any justifiable reason for why he would."
“What, you don’t already know? Are you sure? I’ve been trying to tell you! It WAS Barry! He killed them, called it an accident of course, but… I could show you.”
Barry killing his parents doesn't make any sense at all. Iskra's powers took them down in *his* timeline, but his younger self's must've been murdered for them to follow the same pattern.
"I don't see any justifiable reason for why he would."
“You get more satisfaction from winning. You get your revenge, knowing you have the hero in your grasp. You get power… great enough to bring your loved ones back.”
Iskra pushes lightly at Thawne's chest but there's no force in his movement. He sighs gently, sky blue eyes fixing on the man's own.
"What comes of being a great villain? I don't care for money and power already killed my loved ones."
You saw NOTHING.
You saw NOTHING.