#reply. ( laurel isley. )

[tuppencetrinkets-a]

@magicandsciencemuses  // continued from [x]

TEXT RECEIVED FROM; ‘DUMDUM’: how did you get this number? 

     Her lips curled into a smirk, her blood red nails ghosting across the screen of her phone.  What she wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall of ... well, wherever he was right now.  She’d been hoping for someplace incredibly public or crowded, or otherwise inappropriately timed, but there was no way to know for sure, without actually actively putting a tail on him and she wasn’t exactly that invested.  It was amusing to think about, though.  

TEXT SENT: really?  that’s the best you’ve got?

[raywritesthings]

What Have They Lost? 3/?

My Writing Fandom: Arrow, The Flash Characters: Laurel Lance, Oliver Queen, Connor Hawke, Ted Grant, Barry Allen, Iris West, Barbara Gordon, Wally West, Cisco Ramon, Caitlin Snow, Joe West Pairings: Barry Allen/Iris West, Laurel Lance/Oliver Queen, Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel Summary: “I can definitely tell you that there’s a way we’re going to bring [Laurel] back and she’s going to be alive and well. And Flashpoint might have a little bit to do with that.“ -Wendy Mericle AKA: The AU where that wasn’t a blatant lie, and Flashpoint has bigger repercussions for Barry’s friends and allies than he first realized. Notes: Much thanks to @colorofmymindposts for beta-ing as well as to the Lauriver discord server for helping with world-building and character histories. Anyone interested in joining the server should follow this link: https://discord.gg/gp9ANVr  *Also can be read on my AO3*

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep. Damn age getting to him.

As it was, Ted woke on his couch to the sound of a key trying to find the lock and muttered curses. He got to his feet just as Dinah pushed through the door and slammed it behind her, glancing back through the window.

“Alright, we expecting company?”

She looked at him. “Ted, it happened again.”

He sighed. “Okay.”

“I don’t know what it is,” she burst out. “I mean I do, but — I mean, why me, right? Babs is fine, Helena’s fine, and Pam—” she drew up short. “Well, nobody’s really sure what’s wrong with her. But at least it’s consistent.”

“Not getting worse?”

Dinah chewed her lip. “Harley says they’ve had to up her dosage again, or that rash keeps coming back. If that stupid explosion hadn’t knocked her back into that ivy…”

“Or hit you when you were holding the mic?”

“Yeah.” Dinah looked down and sighed. “I just need to, I don’t know, take a breather or something.”

“Stuff’s in your room.”

“Thanks, Ted.” She touched his shoulder distractedly as she made her way down the hall into the spare room she used whenever they stopped here. A few minutes later, he could hear sounds of a familiar melody on the guitar. Ted shook his head.

It wasn’t any wonder she’d gotten worked up and that this whatever-it-was had activated again. Dealing with that washed up excuse for a father, being back here…

He found his phone on the coffee table and went through the recent contacts. His call was picked up after a single ring.

“Hey, Ted.”

“Barbara. You got any time?”

“Yeah. Dad’s got another night shift. He won’t be back for hours.” He could hear fingers clacking away at a computer’s keys rather than a keyboard’s. “What’s up?”

“Dinah’s had another accident. She’s a bit shaken up.”

“Put her on. I’m switching over to video.”

Ted went down the hall and knocked on the door. It wasn’t completely shut, so it swung in a few inches.

“I tried to look for you in the dark water, but I got lost along the way,” Dinah was half-singing, half-saying under her breath. She really wasn’t giving that one up, was she?

“Hey, it’s Barbara.”

Dinah smiled up at him and set the guitar aside. “Thanks, Ted.”

She took the phone and set it up so she and Barbara could each see each other’s faces.

“So what happened?” Barbara never was one to mince words. Probably got it from the old commissioner.

“There were some creeps trying to force a woman into having their sick idea of fun. I didn’t like the look of it, so I said something.”

“And then screamed something, huh?”

“He was running at me. It was, I don’t know, instinct. Something like that.” Dinah dragged a hand back through her hair. “I thought for a second somebody else saw — but nobody was there. I must be getting paranoid.”

“Well, we do need to talk about what to do going forward, Dinah. This clearly isn’t something you can ignore or force to stop happening.”

“I know. But what do you want me to do, announce to the world I’m a metahuman? The Flash would just zip up onto the stage and have me in handcuffs,” Dinah remarked, the humor in her tone only barely masking contempt.

“Who says you have to tell people you’re the metahuman?” Ted asked. Dinah turned towards him and it was clear that Barbara was listening as well. “Nobody knows who the Flash is. That’s why he isn’t in prison.”

Dinah looked back at the phone screen. “What do you think, Babs? You’re the masked crusader expert.”

“Don’t remind me,” Barbara replied with a grimace. “But I do think you need to find a way to separate your identity from the woman who can knock down walls with her voice. If only so the latter can do some good.”

Dinah stood, her arms crossing over her chest. “You sound like dad. He was just reminding me tonight how I used to want to do something for the world with my life.”

“Well, don’t you?”

Ted held his breath, watching and waiting.

“I can barely do enough for myself,” Dinah said. “I’m not some hero, Babs, or even a guy in a bat suit with an ax to grind. I just got dealt a bad hand.”

“And why let that stop you?” Ted asked. “You climbed out of poverty with your music, Dinah. You got yourself out of the foster care system. You’d be free of the abuse if you’d cut the old man off.”

She scoffed.

“I know you feel you haven’t done what you set out to do,” he continued, placing his hands on her shoulders. “But don’t you think you might find out more about yourself if you look to the future instead of the past?”

“I can’t stop looking, Ted,” Dinah said, her eyes wide and pleading.

“And you won’t. But tell me, where did that little girl who snuck into my gym ‘cause she kept getting into scrapes go? Where’d that young lady who kicked guys in the head for harassing women in the crowd go?”

“You know I’d be out there if the answer had come back different,” Barbara offered.

Dinah scowled. “Who cares if Batman said no? You could still do it.”

“Maybe now that I have some money behind me,” Barbara allowed. “But I don’t have the kind of power that accelerator gave you, Dinah.”

“I could hurt someone,” Dinah stated. It was the fear first and foremost in her mind ever since they’d learned what she could do, after all the months of worrying that the accident had stolen her voice. Maybe it had in a way; it was making her hold herself back.

“With the right kind of training, I don’t think so,” Barbara countered. “But that’s gonna take practice, the same as all our other lessons.”

“So where am I supposed to practice? I don’t exactly have my own city lying around somewhere unless you two are surprising me this Christmas.”

“Well, you are home,” Barbara said.

Dinah raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t Star already have a guy?”

Babs shrugged. “Just Green Arrow. Batman never took him that seriously. Thought he liked to make speeches more than get anything done.”

“Forgive me if I don’t hold Batman’s opinion that highly,” Dinah said with a cool tone, “considering he clearly doesn’t know talent when it knocks on his door.”

“Things might have been different,” Barbara said not for the first or probably the last time. “Just my dad being the GCPD liaison with him...it complicates things.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say that involved of a discussion with Batman would necessitate you knowing who you were talking to,” Ted remarked.

“Nope, not falling for it, Ted.”

He grinned. “Worth a shot. I really am starting to wonder if I should make the rounds and get these new boys into shape.”

“Yeah right,” Dinah said, some of her old bite back in her voice. “You like us too much to go over to that boys’ club.”

“All the more reason to get you out there, Dinah.”

She sighed, looking down at her guitar. “Just...let me think it over, okay?”

“Sure thing.” He retrieved his phone and headed for the door.

“It’s not that I don’t want to help,” Dinah said before he had quite left. “It just feels like every time I try...someone gets hurt.”

“That’s just the growing pains. But I think you’re ready to fly now, Dinah.”

She nodded once, and Ted shut the door behind him as he left.

“You think I might have pushed too hard?” He asked Barbara, who had stayed on the line.

“She doesn’t think she’s the right person to be a hero,” Barbara said. “But that’s exactly why she is.”

“Right you are, Babs. Think I’ll go air out the old gym here. We might be needing it soon. You feel like joining in?”

“Give me two weeks. I promised my father we’d spend some time together.” Barbara gestured around the empty apartment she currently sat in. “You can see how that’s going.”

“Well, you hang in there. We’re gonna get you your chance, too.”

“Thanks, Ted.”

He hung up and smiled to himself. Much as he liked his role with the band, he was looking forward to being a teacher again.

—-

Combing through the old family papers was easier said than done. Back when he’d first returned from the island, he had found out that they’d all been boxed up and stored in a warehouse. Walter had been meticulous about the organization of it all, but Oliver had just gotten out what was necessary to declare himself alive again and then looked for a new place to live. Even if the old Manor hadn’t been sold, he couldn’t have gone back there. Too many empty rooms.

Now, he was looking for something entirely unrelated to him, something among his mother’s things. He had to stop every now and then, smiling with watery eyes at her handwriting or an old photo. She’d kept every one of his school pictures, notating them on the back: Oliver, 6th grade.

God, why’d she let him have that hair?

Eventually, he came across an old lock box. Walter must not have touched it beyond moving it here, though he clearly hadn’t found the key.

Oliver looked up at the ceiling. “Sorry, mom.” He broke the lock.

Inside were a number of yellowing papers, some looked to be about financial matters while others were of a more personal nature.

There was also a checkbook tied to an account number Oliver didn’t recognize, nor was it from their family bank. It recorded monthly payments to one of the local orphanages, up until the last month before they all got on the Gambit.

Heart thumping in his ears, Oliver reached a birth certificate at the bottom of the stack of papers. Mia Dearden, was the name given to the child, born January 21st, 1995. She was ten years younger than him. He had a kid sister?

There was a photo paper-clipped to the back of a tiny baby sleeping in a nursery. It was irrational, maybe, but he felt a fierce longing for this tiny life he’d never known.

But he should have. How had his parents kept this from him?

The birth certificate was from a hospital whose name he didn’t recognize. A quick search on his phone showed that it was out of state. He tried to remember that year. Had his mother been away on a trip? Had she hidden the pregnancy that way? His father’s name wasn’t on the certificate. Did that mean…?

There was nothing to indicate if his father had known, or what he had thought if he had. But there had to be some reason Mia Dearden hadn’t been raised alongside him in their home. Never mind that his mother must have purposefully brought her back to the city and kept up payments that must have seen the orphanage well outfitted. At least until 2007.

She would have been twelve, or around that age, Oliver realized. What had happened to her after? Would the orphanage know? Had she found another family, someone to provide the love and care his parents had either been unwilling or unable to give?

“Dad?”

Oliver looked up from his desk, spotting Connor in the shadows by the door. It had gotten late, and the single lamp he had on was the only source of light in the room.

“Hey. Sorry. I got, uh, caught up with all this. You eat yet?”

“Did you?”

Fair enough question. Oliver set the birth certificate and the photo of his baby sister aside, standing up. “Okay, what do we want? Chicken? Chicken tacos? Think we still have some wraps.”

“We could order a pizza,” Connor suggested. “You look tired.”

Oliver looked down. His son was probably right; he’d been at this for three days now, only stopping for meals or to go out on patrol.

“Okay. You pick the toppings.”

They settled out in the main room to wait after Oliver called the order in. He looked Connor over during the silence. He had failed to be the father this boy should have had for the first several years of his life, and now he was finding that was an all too common mistake of his when it came to family. Even if he really had been a kid in the case of Mia Dearden.

“So,” Connor began, “what did you find out?”

Oliver grimaced. “Uncle Barry was right. Sort of, anyway.”

Connor’s eyes were wide, in excitement or worry he couldn’t tell. “So there is a Thea Queen?”

“I don’t know about her, but my mother had a daughter she never told me about. Her name’s Mia,” Oliver said, his voice cracking slightly on the name. He cleared his throat. “Mia Dearden. She has mom’s maiden name.”

“How come your mom never told you?”

“Well, if I had to guess...my parents were partners in the business sense. They built the old company together, as equals. But in their relationship, it wasn’t exactly like that.”

Connor nodded sagely. “She had an affair.”

“Seems that way. Not exactly the best example us Queens are setting for you. Don’t get any ideas,” Oliver quipped when Connor made a face. He was definitely glad that his son still seemed uninterested in the dating scene, and prayed it would last at least a little longer.

“What are you gonna do about Mia?”

That was a question he hadn’t let himself contemplate yet. “She’s a young woman now. Probably out on her own. I don’t know how happy she’d be to learn the truth now.”

“But you wanna meet her.”

It was remarkable how well the kid could read him.

“It’s hard not to wonder. How different would things have been, you know? The way Barry was talking...it sounded like he thought she’d be here.”

What would it have been like to return after those five years to family, to someone he knew had missed him and cared about him? Someone who could’ve been the listening ear he’d needed when Connor had first arrived, who could’ve helped him.

“You know, she’s not the only one Uncle Barry thought should be around.” Connor’s voice pulled him out of that wondering, and when he looked up his son was grinning. “How are you supposed to know the lead singer of one of the hottest bands in the country?”

Oliver shook his head. “That’s maybe the one thing hardest to buy.”

He’d been vaguely aware of his parents’ infidelity. The idea that one of them had had a child in that context was not unthinkable. But where would his path have met up with someone like Dinah?

Barry had said something about the team. “Laurel’s still — I mean, Dinah. Dinah’s still…”

Still what? Singing? Way out of Oliver’s league? Barry had been worried about Thea’s — or Mia’s — existence. Had something about Dinah not been right? And who was Laurel?

A knock at the door interrupted them, and Oliver got up to get their food and tip the delivery man. When he came back over to the couch, Connor held up his phone. It was displaying a social media page of some sort. He could never keep the sites straight.

“Think this could be our Mia Dearden?”

The profile picture was of a young woman with short brown hair and delicate features, almost like a pixie if he had to put a word to it. But her eyes...those were his mother’s eyes.

“Says she’s a bartender on 4th and Wells in the Glades,” Connor continued. “We could go check it out?”

A part of Oliver wanted to throw his coat on and take the elevator down to the lobby right now. But he looked down at Connor.

“Are you sure? I still feel like you and I are figuring out how we work together now, and this would be a lot. I don’t want you to feel like you’re being pushed aside in favor of the next surprise relative I have.”

Connor put his phone away. “I came to Starling to get to know my family. All of it. If this lady is your sister, then that makes her my aunt. I’ve never had one of those.”

Oliver felt himself smile. Trust his kid to look on the bright side.

“And anyway, it’s not like you’d just forget about me,” Connor joked half-heartedly. There was only the slightest hint of vulnerability there, but it was enough for Oliver to read.

He dropped a knee onto the couch and wrapped his son in a hug. “No. Never.”

They settled back in to enjoy their pizza, another night as father and son. Maybe in a week or so, they might have more company. Oliver eyed the armchair across from the couch, trying to imagine the small girl in the photo sitting there. Would she be happy to join them?

Barry had been right about his sister. Could he really be right again about Dinah? Oliver sent Connor to bed and went back to his office, shifting his mother’s old things aside to unearth his computer keyboard. He scrolled through articles and photos alike.

No one knew the woman’s full name. It was likely she came from Gotham, as the rest of her bandmates had. And Gotham was hardly his territory.

But the more he stared at her photo, he thought he should know her. Was it the old paranoia, the placebo effect resulting from Barry’s words, or was there something more than wishful thinking to his wondering if those lips had smiled up at him once before?

—-

Barry sat on the information he had about Dinah for a few days, nervously turning it over in his head. The trouble was, he didn’t really know who to go to.

If he alerted the police, they wouldn’t really be prepared for the kind of power that sonic scream held. If he went to Oliver and his team, he wasn’t sure what they would think. He’d already probably said way too much to Oliver in his distress.

Truthfully, Barry wasn’t sure what to make of this new version of his friend. Oliver wasn’t as different as some of the others had been in the Flashpoint timeline, but there seemed to be a subtle sort of change to him hard to pin down. And Barry just didn’t know if he should trust this Oliver to handle something like a Black Siren. If that was even what they were dealing with.

It was up to his team, as Iris kept nudging him into realizing over the week. They knew how to manage a metahuman, even if the weapon they’d used against Siren wouldn’t work against a Laurel of this Earth. But he needed Cisco and Caitlin’s help if he was going to brainstorm a backup.

With some trepidation, Barry entered the lab that afternoon to the now-familiar sounds of Laurel’s voice on the speakers. Since learning Barry had next to no knowledge of Birds of Prey, Cisco had taken it upon himself to play the band’s entire discography, along with anything and everything he could find with Dinah’s vocals attached. This particular song didn’t even sound like rock at all, come to think of it.

“Uh, dude?”

Cisco swiveled around in his chair and seemed to understand Barry’s confused point up towards the ceiling at the music.

“Oh, hey. Yeah, this was released a year or so after the accident, all studio-recorded. She did an album of the Great American songbook sort of stuff, sort of for the slower crowd, you know? People still went nuts over it.” Cisco’s sigh had a dreamy quality to it as he added, “She could sing the phone book.”

“Is everything alright, Barry?” Caitlin asked, watching him carefully. He must not have hidden his nerves as well as he hoped.

Joe came through into the cortex, followed by Wally, and he knew it was now or never. He was going to need his team behind him for this, however willing they were to be.

“Okay. Guys, um, I really hate to bring this up again, but we’ve got to talk about Flashpoint.”

Immediately Cisco’s shoulders hunched, and Caitlin grimaced. Joe shifted a bit on his feet. Wally alone seemed ready to talk.

“Alright, what about it?”

“It’s not really to do with anything here,” Barry was quick to reassure. “Not exactly. It’s...it’s the Arrow Team.”

The others looked at each other. “They’ve been affected? How?” Caitlin asked.

“Well,” Barry hesitated, looking to Iris for support. She gave him an encouraging nod. “It’s about Dinah from Birds of Prey,” he admitted.

“Oh no, what did you do to her?” Cisco immediately said.

“I — nothing! I mean, it’s confusing, but she is different because of the timeline changing, yeah,” Barry admitted. “I tracked her down the other night and saw her knock a guy down with sonic waves. From her mouth.”

There was a long beat of silence as the others digested that bit of news. As before, Cisco was first to react.

“Dinah from Birds of Prey is a meta? Barry, this is the best news you’ve given us in forever!”

“No, not great news. Because we’ve already met a Laurel — I mean Dinah — who was a meta, and she was evil. Does nobody remember Black Siren from Earth-2?” Barry looked around but received mostly quizzical looks from the group. He should’ve expected it; Cisco would’ve said something if the rockstar he idolized had a double he’d met.

“So, you’re worried that this timeline’s Dinah is also evil,” Joe surmised.

“I don’t know,” Barry admitted. “I mean, when I saw her use her powers, it was to help this other woman. But then what’s her goal long-term? I’ve seen her powers in action when Siren used them. They’re powerful.”

“Tell them about Laurel,” Iris spoke up unexpectedly. “The one you knew, Barry.”

“Who’s Laurel?” Caitlin asked. “And why do you keep correcting yourself by calling her Dinah?”

“Because that’s how I knew her before. How we all knew her. As Laurel.” Barry looked around the room, watching their intrigued but otherwise blank faces. Not for the first time, he wished somehow he had the power to show them what they had once lived along with him rather than just tell them. But he couldn’t.

“Dinah Laurel Lance was the ADA of Star City, and at night she was part of the Arrow Team as a vigilante called the Black Canary.”

“That’s her real name? Dinah Lance?” Wally asked.

“Uh, yeah.” Barry blinked, though it occurred to him a moment later that in this timeline he’d had yet to hear anyone else use her full name. Thea — or Mia — had even been surprised to learn who Laurel’s father was. What was Dinah’s story, really? What could’ve had such an effect on her past?

“She- she died last spring. Before Flashpoint. There was a sorcerer they were fighting, and he killed her. But now none of that ever happened.” Barry was aware he was pacing, but he couldn’t really stop himself. “She’s a singer instead of a lawyer, Oliver and the others don’t know her, Oliver’s son showed up a whole year early and is Connor—”

“Whoa, what’s wrong with my man Connor?” Cisco demanded.

“Nothing, just, you know, he’s different! Oliver had a whole different kid named William who apparently doesn’t exist anymore!”

“Oh, Barry,” Caitlin sighed, disapproval inlaid in every syllable.

“I know,” he ground out. “This is not good. I just don’t know how to fix it.”

“Don’t.”

The single word came from Cisco, and Barry blinked in surprise. “Don’t?”

“Yeah. Trying to ‘fix’ things was what caused you to mess everything up in the first place. So just live with it like the rest of us.” His friend stood and walked out of the cortex, likely heading for his workroom.

“Cisco’s right, Barry,” Caitlin added. “Your time travel never seems to put anything back fully the way it was. It’s better for you to just leave it alone.” She, too, turned away. He could tell by the look on Joe’s face that he was thinking something similar, even if he’d probably say it in a gentler way.

Barry looked to Iris. “We still need to be prepared to deal with- with Dinah if she’s more like her Earth-2 counterpart was.”

“Give the others some time, Bear,” was her advice. “You’ve just dumped a lot of information on them. It’s going to take some time to process.”

“We’ll be ready when it counts,” Wally added with a confidence Barry wished he felt. “And hey, maybe she is on our side.”

“Maybe.” Barry sunk down into Cisco’s abandoned chair and felt Iris walk up behind him, her hands massaging at his shoulders.

“We could start with some recon,” Wally was suggesting, using Joe as a sounding board just as much as he was using Barry and Iris. “Most of the band’s from Gotham.” Wally snapped his fingers. “Maybe Batman knows her!”

Barry’s head lifted sharply in bewilderment. “Bat-who?”

At the same time, Joe gave a sharp shake of the head. “Oh, hell no. Not that nut job.”

For someone extremely used to the feeling of deja vu, Barry seemed destined to find himself unaccountably lost.

[mollysmythtymsyllom]

What I Know I Owe 4/7/2019

Under the cut is a list of what I have drafted and queued. IF we have a thread that’s not on this list and it’s my turn, then I don’t know about it. If we have a thread that’s not on this list and you didn’t know it was your turn, or are just unsure, let me know and I can link you to my last reply. Thanks! 

@aflanboyanceofgays

Jamie and Juli - D

Max and Chandler - D

Nathan and Cat - D

Parker and Rai - D

Will and Precious - D

Zach and Damian -  D

@agentjadelance

Nathan and Jade - D

Nathan and Jade wedding - D

Nathan and Kayla - D

@arexyouxafraidxofxthexdark 

V1 - Cory and Meredith - Q

V5 - Lark and Cody - D

@birdofsouls

Tessa and Dinah - D

@camuseic

Briar and Elliot - D

Charlotte and Elijah - D

Justin and Juliet - D

Nathan and Mandy - D

Max and Keeley - D

Will and Shea - D

@champagne-coca1ne-gasoline

Will and Brooke - D

@cinnxmonstyks

Olivia and Kendra - D

@cloudwalkxr

Alex and Eli - D

Kane and Blake - D

Shauna and Ryder - Q

@eleqancc

Zach and Arielle - D

@gothxmcitysirens  

V1 Briar and Jade - D

V1 Jamie and Jinx - D

V1 Ryan and Pam Isley - D

*V1 Will and Thea Queen Just kiss Already - D

V1 Will and Thea Queen Meet - D

V1 Will and the Sirens V-day - D

V1 Zach and Carrie pick me up - D

V1 Zach and Thea Queen - D

V2 Nathan and Thea Queen Party - D

V2 Nathan and Thea Queen dress nice - D

V2 Nathan and Thea bike - D

V2 Will and Laurel - D

V2 Will and Laurel Hate you - D

V2 Will and Laurel could have died - D

V3 Jamie and Thea tickets - D

V3 Nathan and Laurel got dumped - D

V3 Nathan and Laurel workout - D

V4 Nathan and Carrie - D

V4 Nathan and Carrie Don’t ask - D

@halfblood-hallestrom

Cole and Liebryn - D

Cole and Leibryn drunk? - D

Justin and Liebryn - Q

@innxcentfaces 

Cole and Charlie - D

@jamesfactscalvin

Molly and Jamies - D

@justxanotherxnovice

Parker and Scarlet - D

@leftlipstick

Bennett and Kaci - Q

Dannie and Wren - D

Lark and Connelly - Q

Ryan and Skylar - Q

Tessa and Yvaine - Q

@lucidxdelusion

Quinn and Ryan - D

@nebulaofmuses

Kendra and Sutton - D

@Nightxcrashes 

V1 - Alex and Allys - D

V1 - Cassie and Danny - D

V1 - Elliot and Ryan - D

V1 - Jamie and Melina - Q

V1 - Meredith and the team - D

V2 - Briar and Lauren - Q

V2 - Evan and Melina - Q

V2 - Jamie and Adriena - Q

V2 - Will and Shea - Q

V3 - Alex and Sam - Q

V3 - Cassie and Hayley - D

V3 - Shauna and Mackenzie - D

V4 - Dannie and Fire - D

V4 - Lark and Ryan - D

V4 - Meredith and Mackenzie - D

V5 - Cole and Lily meet - Q

V5 - Lark and Adriena chase - D

V6 - Charlotte and Adriena Comforting - D

@poeticnightmxre

Cassie and Andy puppy and a ring - D

Parker and Dawson - Q

Quinn and Sam - Q

Will and Abbi - Q

Zach and Shiloh - Q

@Riisingfromashes

Charlotte and Diana - D

@Scatterplotberry

Tessa and Darcy - D

@stupiidgood

Evan and Shawn - D

@the-darkening-sky

Harper and Nadejda - D

Harper and Nadejda garden - D

Ryan and Ian - D

@tripletroublefisher 

Ryan and Charlie Scars - D

Ryan, Charlie, and Rogers - D

Ryan and Charlie Ice skating - Q

Ryan and Charlie seeing his work - Q

Ryan and Rodgers rescue you - Q

Ryan, Rodgers and Charlie  homecoming - D

Ryan, Rodgers, and Charlie On Fire - D

Ryan and Charlie workout - D

Ryan and Rodgers Escape Plan - D

Ryan, Zach, and Charlie slip up - D

Ryan and Charlie nightmare - Q

Ryan and Rodgers B&B - D

Ryan and Rodgers Stay whelmed - Q

Ryan and Charlie tourists - Q

Ryan and Charlie meet the parents - Q

Ryan and Rodgers Facing Fears - Q

Ryan and Charlie Playbill - Q

Ryan, Zach, Rodgers and Charlie  Sweet Sorrow - D

@wingsandahalo 

Alex and Heather - D

Cassie and Yvette - Q

Elliot and Farah  - Q

Eve and Destiny - Q

Harper and Lux - Q

Harper and Lux maze - Q

Justin and Hazel I want a baby - D

Kane and Grace - D

Molly and Ava love  - Q

Molly and Ava still my girl - D

Olivia and Luna - Q

Tessa and Libby - Q

@writtenarcana

Olivia and Ben - D

@xgoldenhour 

Kane and Eloise For the next ten minutes - D

Kane and Eloise past - D

Kane and Eloise lets get married - D

[agentmarymargaretskitz]

I feel the need to finish Earth-6 up and bring Leonard back to Earth-1, plus I got a great idea about it a while back. 

AO3

“Snart’s on another Earth?”

Cisco nodded at the assembled Legends. With some help from Felicity, he’d managed to get a message to the Legends to come to STAR Labs in 2017 as soon as they possibly could. When they had landed, Cisco had broken the news of why he called them. A transmission had come into STAR Labs, one that wasn’t from their Earth. It had been scrambled around and puzzling, but he’d managed to decode enough of the message to determine that Leonard Snart was requesting the Waverider for a rescue.

“I don’t know how he got there-”

“The Oculus,” Sara interrupted. “It must have brought him to that other Earth.”

“Ooookay,” Cisco nodded. “But yeah, I was guessing that it’s the one from our Earth because he was asking for the Waverider.”

“So we go get him,” Mick said quickly. It wasn’t a secret that he was still missing his closest friend. After hearing that he might actually be out there, on another Earth, he wasn’t going to hesitate to save him.

“I’m with Mick,” Sara agreed. She missed the crook too, the feelings she thought she had buried and compartmentalized rising up to the surface once more.

The others of the team nodded, although Rip sighed. “I agree with the lot of you, but the Waverider can’t travel to another Earth.”

“Can’t, or it’s never been done before?” Sara asked.

“The latter,” Rip replied. “The blast from the Oculus must have released a massive enough blast of energy to transport Mr. Snart there. I don’t know if we can replicate that to get there, or to even get back.”

Cisco grinned. “I might know a way.”

Earth 6

Everything was going to hell.

Sadly enough, Leonard Snart was used to that now. It was nearing a year that he had dropped in this Earth, and he was starting to wonder if he was going to be stuck there forever. Sure, he might have still been alive, had a cold gun (similar in appearance to his own, except that it had belonged to his dead doppelganger), and was leading Task Force X without a bomb implanted in his head. Still, he found himself missing the life he had lead aboard the Waverider. He missed time travel, the team, and the adventures that he had gone on. He even missed Raymond, especially since the man’s double was completely opposite in personality. 

Right now, that Ray was currently battling against some of the people the Enchantress had transformed. Laurel and Chato (if the Mick he knew ever meet Chato, he figured they’d get along like a house on fire...hopefully not too literally) were dealing with some of the monsters too. Lawton was picking off others from above, and the rest of the squad was fighting the monsters down the street. 

He fired off a blast from the cold gun at one of the creatures before diving behind an overturned car. At the other end of the car was Colonel Pamela Isley, the other “babysitter” of the Suicide Squad and his partner since he’d been assigned to the task force. She was loading a new magazine into her gun as fast as she could. Leonard knew that she had more guns hidden elsewhere on her person. 

“Remember when that asshole Trickster put an attack on Charm City?” Leonard shouted to her. “How you said it was the worst we’d ever faced?”

Pamela shot to her feet and fired off a few rounds over the car at the monsters before looking back to him. “Yeah, so?”

“This is the worst!” he snapped as he shot the cold gun at the freaks again.

“That was the worst at the time, this is the worst now!”

The monsters kept on coming. Soon, they were going to be completely surrounded. There was only so much charge left in his cold gun before it would be useless in the fight. He knew that Pamela was in the same scenario too, and even Lawton up on the rooftop was going to be out at some point. If they wanted to get to Enchantress’s heart, they’d need backup. However, Argus had gone radio silent on them.

“Snart!”

Instinctively, he turned towards whoever had called out his name, not even registering who had said it. His eyes widened as Sara Lance suddenly ran past him towards the monsters. Both himself and Pamela stared as she took them down with her staff. When they were all down, Sara returned toward them.

“So this is where you’ve been,” she said as soon as she was beside him before punching him in the arm.

Pamela raised her eyebrows while Leonard frowned at the assassin. “What was that for?”

“For being an idiot and sacrificing yourself,” Sara snapped. “But this is because I’m happy you’re alive.”

She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. 

“Hey,” Pamela said, firing again at the monsters. “Fight now, reunite with whoever the hell this is later.”

“Sara Lance,” the assassin grinned at Pamela. “Assassin from Leonard’s Earth.”

“Colonel Pamela Isley,” Pamela replied as Leonard blasted a few more with the cold gun. “I head Task Force X with Snart.”

“She’s cute,” Sara winked at Leonard before swinging her staff around to take out one of the creatures from behind.

“She’s married,” Leonard told her while the redhead’s cheeks went a little pink. “So how much do you know about what’s going on?”

“Everything,” Sara said. “We hacked Argus when we got here. Mick and Amaya are going after the heart with Firestorm. Everyone else is on the streets trying to fight whatever there things are.”

“YOU!”

Leonard, Sara, and Pamela whirled around to see Ray, or at least the Earth-6 version of him. He was flying towards Sara, and Leonard could see the murderous rage in his eyes as he drew closer. Even though Ray had killed the Sara on this Earth, he knew that the man was still not a fan of her. Acting fast, Leonard fired the cold gun at Ray, knocking him to the street.

“Stand down!” he ordered as E6 Ray got to his feet while Pamela drew out the control pad for the nanobombs. “She’s with us.”

“Sorry, Snart,” E6 Ray snarled. “But I’m done following your orders.”

He raised his wrist toward Sara. Before he could fire, another Atom, this one the Ray from Leonard and Sara’s Earth, slammed into him. The two started to battle before E1 Ray grabbed E6 Ray by the front of his suit and shot into the sky with them. The three watched before Sara held her hand up to her ear.

“Mick and Amaya need back-up,” she told them. “They said they’re at a train station...wherever it is.”

“I know,” Pamela started running. “Follow me!”

Mick was the one who destroyed the heart in the end before Enchantress could kill Amaya. The spirit of the witch was now gone, but the host was still alive. The rest of the Suicide Squad was gathered in the train station, except for Earth-6 Ray, who was unconscious and currently in restraints. The Ray of Earth-1 had barely managed to get the upper hand against him, but he looked like he was going to be sick. Both Legends and members of Task Force X were pleased with the victory, and would have celebrated had Argus not been on their way to pull them out. The Legends (and Cisco, who Leonard had found out was responsible for getting the team to this Earth) were going to have to make a quick break for it, since Leonard had his doubts that Waller was going to let them stay without subjecting them to some kind of study.

At least he’d be going back with them. After all this time, he was finally getting to go home to his own Earth. He’d be able to reunite with Lisa. Mick’s reunion with him had gone somewhat like the one he had with Sara, save for the kissing. But he’d also gotten a threat from his best friend that if he ever tried pulled a stunt like he did at the Oculus again, he was going to Leonard in the brig. Sara had seconded that.

“So I guess it’s goodbye?” Pamela said as he prepared to leave with the team.

“I guess so,” Leonard shook her hand. “Good luck with the squad. And tell Harleen goodbye for me.”

“I will,” Pamela nodded. “Good luck back on your Earth, Snart.”

With some final goodbyes, Leonard left with the rest of Legends to return to the Waverider. Once they were all on board, Cisco created a breach for them to return to their Earth. Rip piloted them through it, and a bumpy ride later, they were back on their own Earth and landing down at STAR Labs. Everyone was planning to rest and recharge from the latest mission, but they were definitely going to welcoming Leonard back officially later, along with filling him in on what he had missed since his presumed death.

Sara had come to his door just after Leonard had entered his room. Nate and Mick were helping a still dazed and shaken Ray back to his room behind them. Leonard only caught a glance of them before closing the door after Sara entered.

“So I guess you got to play leader on that earth for a year,” Sara smirked after the door had shut. “How was that for you?”

“I sympathize with Rip now,” Leonard remarked as he picked up a deck of cards. A thin layer of dust had gathered on them, just like everything else in the room. “It’s good to be back though.”

“We’re glad you’re back,” Sara smiled. “We’re glad you’re even alive.”

“Can’t say the same for my double on that other Earth,” the crook sighed. “Apparently, that Leonard Snart was also Captain Cold. He died when Argus tried to bring him in. That’s why Waller was using me to lead the task force. I was the replacement”

Sara nodded slowly. “Did you meet me there?”

“You were long dead too,” he told her, remembering the file that he had read about her death, and who had caused it. “Raymond killed you. You never met the me of that Earth.”

Both were quiet for a while before Leonard looked back to her. “I missed you.”

“Me too,” she replied. “It hasn’t been the same without you. Two thieves are definitely better than one. And solitaire gets pretty boring after you’ve played it so many times.”

“It really does,” Leonard held up the deck. “Gin?”

The assassin grinned. “Thought you’d never ask.”

Earth 6

Ray groaned and blinked his eyes open. The last thing that he remembered was fighting his doppleganger, the one from the earth they had gone to in order to rescue Snart. Other him had been a dirty fighter, and probably got the upper hand on him in some way. Out of the things he had faced while time traveling, this alternate version of him had scared him the most.

Sitting upright, Ray realized he was in a prison cell. His suit was gone, and replaced with an orange jumpsuit. There was a mattress in one corner, and toilet in the other. Behind him, a thick metal door prevented him from leaving.

Something had gone wrong.

The Ray Palmer of Earth-6 studied his doppelgangers quarters. They were much better than the living conditions that he had been experiencing in Argus since his capture. His double on this Earth seemed to have a similar taste to what he had before he had lost Anna. After that, he had done away with silly little knick knacks. However, they did have the same taste in cereals though. 

He still couldn’t believe how easy it was to get rid of his doppelganger. The idiot was probably still out cold in his cell in Belle Reve. After he had disabled the nano bomb in his neck, Ray had figured that he would make a getaway from Waller’s pet project and start a new life. That bull of becoming a better person and helping the world wasn’t for him. He looked out for himself these days.

Then he had seen the Canary, or at least the one from this Earth. Now, his plans had changed. Killing the Canary on his Earth had not sated his desire for revenge against her.

Perhaps killing her again would do the trick.

[lydiasmartin]

first of all i just wanted to say that you're super cute and i really love your blog ♥ i also have a little question: how did you get into dc/marvel comics? i want to start reading them, but i just don't know where to start and i hoped that maybe you could help me a little? (sorry for my english)

Hi lovely, i’m sorry for the late reply! Here are some things I thought were useful, although I am not an expert so if there is anything missing or wrong, anyone can add on to this or message me :) When it comes to actual comic books, I know a whole lot more about DC than I do Marvel.

DC COMICS

The hardest part about reading comics is probably the starting part, because it can be an indecisive process, especially when you don’t know any characters or story lines. I suggest starting with the Rebirth series, which is pretty much a refocusing of everything in the DC Universe, because it is began in mid-2016 and is currently being released, so it will be much easier to jump into! If not there is also the New 52 series, which is the relaunch they had in 2011, prior to Rebirth. Also, some of the Pre New 52 comics are really good too like Green Arrow and Black Canary and of course your Batman and Detective Comics etc.

WHERE TO START:

Start By Finding A Character You Like

This is probably the easiest way to get started, at least it was for me. Before even reading a comic I loved Harley Quinn, so when i decided to start reading the comics, I chose to follow her story line first. I found out that her first appearance in The New 52 was in issue #1 of the Suicide Squad comic, so I started there.

EXPLORE CHARACTERS (AND THEIR FIRST APPEARANCES):

EXPLORE CHARACTERS IN A COMPACT A-Z FACT BOOK:

Starting At Issue #1?

Whilst starting at issue #1 in whatever series you choose can be beneficial in that you won’t have much missing information, it isn’t 100% necessary. With comics, you can start with any issue, and eventually after reading a few, you will get the hang of deciphering which unknown information was in previous issues (which i always just research on wikipedia if necessary) and which information will be given to you in future issues.

HOWEVER

with DC Rebirth, start with DC Rebirth #1 (http://www.dccomics.com/comics/dc-universe-rebirth-2016/dc-universe-rebirth-1) and then you should start with the Rebirth #1 comic for each title (e.g. Flash Rebirth 1) before starting with the actual #1 of the title (e.g. The Flash #1).

with the New 52, you can start with the Flashpoint (http://www.dccomics.com/graphic-novels/flashpoint) comics, which explains how the New 52 timeline reset came to be.

Chronological Order

If you are really committed, and want to read an entire comic launch (e.g. the New 52, Rebirth) in order of when they were published, you can use this handy webpage, which lists all the DC issues that were released each week (start at 08/31/2011 for New 52 and 05/25/2016 for Rebirth).

NEW 52 LINKS:

RUNDOWN OF DC COMICS

FLASHPOINT EXPLAINED

KNOW YOUR UNIVERSE: THE NEW 52

JUSTICE LEAGUE EXPLAINED

MAP OF THE MULTIVERSE

MULTIVERSE EXPLAINED

ANOTHER NEW 52 READING ORDER

WHAT THE NEW 52 GOT RIGHT AND WHAT THEY GOT WRONG

10 BEST NEW 52 COMIC TITLES

REBIRTH LINKS:

RUNDOWN OF DC COMICS

WHAT IS REBIRTH: VIDEO

TOP 10 THINGS TO KNOW BEFORE READING REBIRTH: VIDEO

DC REBIRTH BASICS

HOW TO READ DC REBIRTH

THE COMPLETE REBIRTH STORY TOLD IN 9 MINUTES: VIDEO

DC REBIRTH EXPLAINED: VIDEO

TOP 15 BEST REBIRTH TITLES

MY RECOMMENDED CHARACTERS:

Harley Quinn (Harleen Quinzel)

A former psychiatrist turned mentally insane supervillain. Harley Quinn has some of the best character depth in the DC Universe, as a survivor of great physical and mental abuse by her “lover”, the Joker. With Harley, you’ll get great action/fighting, amazing humour and even better character development. She is also one of the canonically LGBT+ comic characters, with a fluid sexuality  (unknown as strictly bi, pan etc.) and polyamorous tendencies, as represented by her relationships with Poison Ivy and Mason. She is an unconventional symbol of hope, as she undergoes a great journey of self-discovery and independence, whilst continuing to demonstrate homicidal and psychotic behaviour.

Primarily Featured in ‘Suicide Squad’ and ‘Harley Quinn’ comics

For your life to be changed, read up on the Harley and Poison Ivy romance here.

HARLEY QUINN: PSYCHOLOGY, DOMESTIC ABUSE AND CHARACTER GROWTH

Black Canary (Dinah Laurel Lance) & Green Arrow (Oliver Queen)

So I put these two together because there are things I want to say about them as a pairing, as well as individually. Dinah and Oliver as a pairing (known as Green Canary) are without a doubt one of the greatest comic romantic pairings. Individually and as a couple, they are definitely near the top of my favourites list (and by that I mean they are literally in second place after Harley and Ivy). However to shit on my life, in the New 52, the Green Arrow storyline follows more closely to the likes of the TV Show Arrow, in which Ollie and Dinah no longer have a romantic history (what the fuck), and instead Oliver is involved in a team up with characters John Diggle and Felicity Smoak (who is sorta the replacement Oracle… which we’ll discuss in a second). Being completely biased here, i’ll say that the biggest mistake of the New 52 was not continuing the romance between Dinah and Ollie, as well as the friendship between Oliver and Hal Jordan (Green Lantern). LUCKILY, in DC Rebirth’s ‘Green Arrow’, Green Canary is back, with a reset of the timeline bringing us a completely fresh “first meeting” of Dinah and Ollie, and a whole lot of future potential.

Read about Dinah

Read about Oliver

Other awesome characters include Barbara Gordon (Batgirl), Diana Prince (Wonder Woman), Tatsu Yamashiro (Katana), Helena Bertinella (Huntress), Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy), Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

MARVEL COMICS

WHERE TO START READING MARVEL COMICS: VIDEO

MARVEL COMICS TO START WITH

MARVEL COMICS READING ORDER

MARVEL COMICS READING ORDER 2

CHRONOLOGICAL PUBLICATION ORDER OF MARVEL COMICS

13 MARVEL COMICS YOU SHOULD READ

10 BEST MARVEL STORYLINES

BEST MARVEL COMICS OF ALL TIME

MY RECOMMENDED SERIES:

Civil War

The Amazing Spiderman

Black Widow

Winter Soldier & Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Captain Marvel

Captain America

Young Avengers

Avengers

X-Men: Days of Future Past

I really didn’t lie when I said I didn’t know much about Marvel comic books. If anyone wants to add with some Marvel tips, you may! 

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