#pied piper
Bts- Army get off your phones and do school
Army- ughh fine
Bts a few months later - *comes out with a game*
Army-
Green comrades ☭
Wally: Once a thief, always a thief.
Pied Piper: “Property is theft.”
Wally:
Flash (1987) #31
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Pets:
- When Mark Mardon was a kid, his brother, Clyde, had a dog named Thunder. In most families, the dog would have belonged to both children, but Mark’s parents made it pretty clear that the dog only belonged to their golden child.
- Mick Rory’s family owned three cows, two Clydesdale horses, a donkey, a mule, two dogs (Spot and Rover), four cats (Fluffy, Stripey, Mouser, and Mr. Tuxedo), nine sheep, six goats, six to ten pigs (at any given time) and many, many chickens, ducks, and turkeys. They also raised bees.
- Digger didn’t have any pets growing up, but his family did raise a LOT of sheep. His legal father (Ian Harkness) also had a dog named Fang, who liked Digger about as much as Ian did. Digger speculates that Fang was at least part dingo.
- Roscoe Dillon’s mother, Rosa, owned a Persian named Priscilla (an anniversary gift from her wealthy husband). Unfortunately for Rosa, Priscilla was even less fond of being hugged than Roscoe was. Roscoe, by contrast, got along splendidly with the cat. Both hated crowds, loud noises, and being touched. Roscoe remembers Priscilla fondly as his most understanding family member.
- Neither Sam nor Evan had any pets as kids. Sam’s apartment didn’t allow pets; Miss McCulloch would’ve loved for her kids to be able to have pets but didn’t have enough room for them in the orphanage.
- Hartley’s parents owned a number of thoroughbred horses, several show dogs and show cats, and a wall-sized aquarium full of exotic fish. Most of these were more for show than anything else; Hartley wasn’t supposed to touch any of them without explicit permission. On the one and only occasion a rat made it inside the Rathaway estate, he befriended it…only for his mother to promptly have it killed when she discovered it. Now, of course, Hartley is the proud owner of at least six rats.
- James Jesse didn’t exactly have pets growing up…but since he got to spend time with lions, tigers, elephants, camels, bears, monkeys, and horses in the circus, he didn’t really care all that much. Putting your head in a lion’s mouth is cooler than having a puppy any day.
- Leonard and Lisa Snart once made the mistake of bringing home a kitten from a neighbor. Lisa named it Gabriela and was thrilled with her new pet….but when Larry Snart came home and saw the kitten, he promptly drowned it in front of his children. A few years later, Larry brought home a pit bull puppy…and predictably abused it until it was the nightmarish guard dog he wanted. The dog didn’t have a proper name (Larry just called it “you mutt”), but the neighborhood nicknamed it the Hellhound. It lived for a few years before Larry tripped over it whilst drunk and killed it in a rage (although not before the dog did a number on him). This dog is also the reason that both Leonard and Lisa are scared of large dogs.
- Barry Allen owned a cat named Fluffernutter and a dog named Streak the Wonder Dog (after Green Lantern Alan Scott’s dog).
School headcanons:
- Mark and Clyde Mardon both ended up being placed into a Spanish I class in their Freshman year of high school (one of Clyde’s classes was cancelled abruptly shortly before the start of the school year, and Mark hadn’t been able to decide what electives he wanted to take). This was the only high school course Mark ever earned an A in, mainly because, unbeknownst to the school, both he and Clyde were bilingual and could speak Spanish better than their Spanish teacher. The only downside was that both of them spent a lot of time being bored out of their minds.
- The one and only time Barry Allen got detention was due entirely to the fact that he got a tardy slip every day for three months. Once the school caught on to the fact that Barry never missed out on any work, they eventually stopped giving him tardy slips at all, instead simply accepting that Barry being late to everything was a fact of nature.
- Wally West once got detention for using his super speed to leave the school grounds in order to get Indian food…from India.
- Leonard Snart never once passed a course (he slept through or outright skipped almost every class), but he was never held back a year. This was because most of the faculty wrote him off as a lost cause by the time he was seven years old. This is why Len can barely read and write and knows almost nothing about literature or history. That being said, Len doesn’t have any particular animosity towards the school system. It did give him and his sister free food, after all. (This free food also resulted in Len having a nearly perfect attendance record before he dropped out. He might not have learned anything, but he wasn’t going to miss out on lunch.)
- If Sam Scudder had gone to a better school, he probably would’ve been put in either a gifted program of some sort or have been skipped a few grades ahead; he is and always has been extremely intelligent. As it was, he went through all of school (until he dropped out) believing that he was just reasonably clever and kind of a nerd; he still doesn’t really realize how intelligent he actually is.
- Roscoe was likewise very intelligent, although the fact that he was on the autism spectrum before it was widely recognized meant that he often got himself into trouble at school. When he had teachers who liked him and were understanding of his quirks, he did very well in school, but most of his teachers were demanding and critical. As a result, he didn’t always perform as well as he would have been able to under optimal conditions. Also not helping matters was the fact that his father would denigrate his son for any grade less than an A (no matter the context). He still did well enough to graduate high school with a strong GPA and be accepted into college, but it wasn’t until college that he ever felt comfortable in school. He graduated college (a year early, due to his desire to please his father) with a B.S. in engineering…only for his father to criticize him for not having a high enough college GPA, for not graduating at the top of his class, and for having changed his major from business school (which he had hated) to engineering. Shortly afterwards, Roscoe fell into a particularly bad manic episode, which in turn was a major influence in his decision to become the Top.
Happy Halloween
she is not that evil, just give her a taste of your heart ♡( ◡‿◡ )
I loveeeeeeee
okay so I loved this so much I wrote a little drabble…
“There’s something,” slurs Sora before she suddenly stops talking, crowds him in the corner, small as she is. Looking up at him hard, has to bend her neck nearly all the way back to do it, too. “On your face,” she finishes. A whole two minutes later. It’d been an awkward silence.Yamato considers moving to the side, politely giving her space, would have, too, if he didn’t notice the wobbly step she took and stayed, hovering close, just in case she needed support on her feet. Mini skirt riding up. Thigh high leggings that went on for miles. Could keep following them down but knows not to, so doesn’t. Kind of wishes the other drunk bar goers would know not to, too. It’d been hard, subtly trying to place himself between her and the more aggressive advances. Twice he’d had to swipe a drink someone bought her right out of her hands before she could take a sip. He hates Halloween.“You need a seat?” he offers, clears his throat, keeps his distance. Gallant. Doesn’t buy into stereotypes, even if he likes leather jackets and skinny jeans and black nail polish and garage records and low riders. Cool and unbothered, most of the time. Except now. Definitely bothered. Definitely uncool. Feels like his ears are going to burn off, with the way she’s still staring at him. Her eyes are really pretty. Stop. Look away, look away. No, not down!The plastic red horns she wears tip as she shakes her head. Mimi says she’s a devil, Taichi says she’s a demon. Hikari says her little red wings, matching the shade of her horn headband, makes her a fallen angel. Koushiro had just said she looked nice, which Yamato finds to be the understatement of the century. Jou warns him she’s a bad drunk, as in bad at being drunk. Bolder. No filter. Out of her element. As the designated responsible one for the night, he’d been charged with making sure everyone’s okay, not that he wouldn’t have been anyway. But he’d been keeping an eye on her. Er, looking out for her, that is, tonight especially. Kind of hard not to notice her, even if she doesn’t think that about herself, shrinks herself down so others can shine instead. But he notices. First, and usually only. Any room she’s in. Her eyes are really, really pretty. Right now, they’re wide open, fireborn. She could burn him and he’d say thank you. Maybe even a please and more and a yes ma'am, but he shuts that part of his brain down fast. Sora’s his friend. That, he can’t lose.The bar is noisy and she comes closer and he curses in his head, alarms going off. “I said,” she’s shouting now, usual internal social etiquette regulator completely abandoned. Wow, she really is drunk, Jou hadn’t been joking, “you’ve got something on your face.”He doesn’t. He’d refused to dress up, hasn’t for years. The bar required costumes, though, so Takeru had wrestled the stupid wolf ear headband on him as he’d walked out the door. Told him he’d cry if he took it off. Really doesn’t put it past his younger brother to wheel out the waterworks. Everyone thinks Takeru’s a well-meaning sweetheart, but Yamato knows better.He points to the ears. “I’m a wolf.” Immediately hears how lame it sounds and wants to sink into the floor. Disappear forever. Never show his face around her again. Wolf ears? Seriously? He’s going to kill Takeru.“No, you’re not.”Yamato knows how to argue with very drunk people, especially friends. There’s a fine art to it, to avoid bad decisions and keep everyone in check long enough to survive intact until morning. He’d accepted that this is to be his fate tonight. He’d already had to argue Taichi out of getting a piercing (Taichi’d refused to say where, just dropped suggestive hints), and Mimi from trying to pay everyone’s bar tab with her dad’s emergency credit card. Koushiro’d been bribed with a small mountain of salty snacks to not try to fix the bartender’s register (which wasn’t broken); Jou, he’d finally convinced to share the karaoke mic with promises to rent a booth just for their friend group next weekend. (Under no circumstances was Yamato going to repeat this promise once Jou’d sobered up, or admit it was ever made.) Submitting without putting up a fight in an argument with Sora dressed in dominatrix black was something he’d always thought about — no.“Okay,” he says instead.“You’re Yamato.”This is true. “Okay.”Why is he so lame. He swears he knows more words than ‘Okay’. Can’t think of any when she’s standing in front of him in a skin tight bodycon dress that spells out more curves than he’d ever dared dream, but he’s positive he knows at least ten more words. Maybe even twenty. Hopes no one asks him to prove it. His head is so empty, and he hasn’t had a single sip of anything. Just her, looking at him like this.“You’re Yamato, and you never need to pretend.”She’s so close now he can smell her perfume. She’d traded her usual jasmine white tea scent for a spicy rosewood. Maybe Givenchy’s Ange ou Démon. It’d certainly fit her look — stop. He absolutely should not know these details. Maybe he’s the creep he should be shielding her from.She’s peering up at him, swaying a little. “What’s that like?”He focuses on her. “Being…myself?”Sora nods, voice so soft. Vulnerable. More alarms are going off in his head, a different kind. “Yeah.”Yamato doesn’t think he is, not all the time. Even he has expectations he puts on himself. All he wants is to know who he is, so he can be the person his friends need, and deserve. It’s work. A lot of it. But it matters, so work at it, he does.He’s honest. “Not easy.”Her eyes take on a shine that makes his stomach drop. No, please don’t cry. Please don’t let me have made you cry. Not you.“That’s why I like you.”Oh.“Huh?”He wants to smack himself. Does he really not know any real, adult human words?“I mean — ,”“I like you that you know yourself.” She breaks into a smile. Disarms him completely. Knows she’s not going to remember any of this tomorrow. “I’d like to know myself like that.”Say it. Use your words. Use all the words.“I'dliketoknowyoutoo.”And the world hasn’t stopped, the axis still spins on. The earth hasn’t swallowed him whole, the sky still hangs above him. He hasn’t woken up. It’s a not dream.But still, she just stares, unblinking. Her words repeat with utter disinterest. “There’s something on your face.”Oh.Maybe he’d said it in his head instead? Not aloud?Sora slips one hand into his, touches his arm with the other.Oh.All right, something’s waking up.She smiles, shy and devilish, all at once. Sees right through him with those really, really, reallypretty eyes. Pokes a finger into his cheek. Dimples his blushing red face. “There it is.”I absolutely headcanon that the core of their interest in one another is how each believes the other to be so true to themselves in ways they personally envy, not realizing really that they’re already there. these two are such poetic complements. I love their emotional arcs!
thanks again for the art and the inspiration :D
MISS@piedrpiper IS TODAY MY BIRTDAY AND I WASN’T AWARE OF IT???
I never thought, that I could inspire someome to draw or write something, and I’m have been left without words to express how happy and gratefull I am, and I’m also grateful, to have find this small space of the fandom with this amazing and kind friends.
I have read this like ten times and I am not exaggerating. I even cried a little. lol
everything fits them perfectly everything about this screams their names. I have no words.
Yamato triying NOT TO LOOK AT HER AND AT THE SAME TIME WANTING TO JUST SUBMIT. Sora being playful and a little wicked when she is drunk . WHY THIS IS SO GOOD!?
I loved how he was being so honest with himself, even when he knows thet she is drunk and that she will not remember any of this the next day. Sora being a bad drunk is the only drunk Sora I can imagine any universe, in this case alcohol helped her so say some of the things she have on her mind to him, and Yamato just lose the battle without putting up a fight. I strongly belive that one of the reason why they could say all this loud is because they give each other this feeling of “no matter what happen you are safe with me”, “I can be honest honest with you because you are going to accept me for who I am” this are some of the things that come to my mind when I think about these two, and I see all of these things reflected in this drabble, I can’t express what Im feeling with words. The way you created all this amazing atmosphere *chef kiss* everything about Sora and Yamato is so soft, they are just two cinnamon rolls. (thanks for supporting me in the whole “takeru being a little shit” thing)
And also, thank you for always supporting my work, I really put a lot of myself in each one of this drawings and it makes me really happy that people enjoys them, I hope that in the future I can keep making people happy.
Also please go to pied piper AO3 page and to her Tumblr page you wont regret it.
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The Flash (2015), “The Sound and the Fury” (Flash vs. Pied Piper Round 2)
Season 1, Episode 11
The Flash tries another crack at stopping The Pied Piper, but with worse results than their first encounter. Thinking he’ll disarm the villain, The Flash removes Pied Piper’s wrist-mounted sound weapons. Unfortunately, they’ve been set to activate when they hit the ground.
Emitting sound waves that “vibrate at the same frequency as The Flash”, Pied Piper’s weapons cause immediate pain & immobilization. Unable to move or speed away, The Flash doubles over in pain as the devices attack him. Will he get out of this situation? We’ll never know here … it’s more fun to enjoy a hero down on his luck :)
The Flash & Pied Piper Round 1
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I’m a terrible artist, but wanted to thank Happy for all her lovely pictures :) Hope you like it, Happy!
My coloured pencils have gone MIA, but when I find them I hope to colour this and Jen’s birthday pic.
Thanks a lot…! ;a;
what should i said…?!
pure and peacfull <3
and i love it ;u; <3 <3 <3
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HEY THAT LINKS TO ME omg
“Gotta lift with your knees, shrimp.”
“OH MY GOD JAMES WE ARE IN MIDAIR THIS IS ALL ABOUT UPPER BODY STRENGTH NOW.”
“It doesn’t hurt that he’s a good foot taller than you are. Maybe if you gave him the airwalkers…”
<3
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a concept I had for a character who was both a sort of pied piper but also a shepherd. Something about the difference between being lured away and guided, as well as wondering whether the danger is behind you or waiting at the end of the journey. Maybe you won’t know until you get there.
Part One of the Lantern Series.
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