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@caitymd || plotted for a starter

『 🥁 』        Test #1.

       Test #56.

       Test #368.

       Test #...

       “What number was I at again?” Harry thought to himself as he held his audio recorder in front of him, eyebrows furrowed as he stared at his array of journals, notes, and computer screens across his large desk. The desk was a part of a small room which included an air mattress and boxes upon boxes across the floor; there was only a hallway leading out to the entrance of the bunker-like, underground room that he was living in for the past... was it months? He didn’t even remember.

       The Meta-Human cure was just around the corner---just a means away from his grasp, and yet... he never seemed to get to the end. Whenever he got close, it would get destroyed.

       It was discouraging at the least, but he knew that he needed to fix his wrongs that came from the Accelerator. He blamed himself for every single thing that happened afterwards, which meant that anything in The New Era was listed under “H.W.’s Fault” for him.

       A sigh was let out as he pressed pause on the audio recorder, allowing his head to drop down and rest against his palms. “What am I doing...?” he asked to himself, frustrated beyond compare. “I need to keep going... but... how?”

       Before he could continue in his self-loathing, he heard something either fall or shatter in the other room of the lab. Harry’s head perked up in response, his chest tightening and his heart beating quicker from the anxiety that was starting to course through his veins.

       Being a man of science, he didn’t have any weapons other than his tech. A flashlight was lifted from his desk, only the soft blue light from the computer and tablet screens lighting the room. “Who’s there?” he piped up as he stood from his seat, almost certain it would be the same-old type of situation as it has been for a while---Meta-Human comes to take him down, he escapes with an inch of his life, finds another hideout, and starts again.

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Laurel was still keeping one big secret from Oliver, her secret identity as Black Canary and the meta ability that went with it. She had never found the way or time to tell him and while it should have been before they got married, Laurel was still keeping that part of her life from him. Diggle and Felicity were supporting her for the moment, but even they both believed it was going to be a strain on their marriage.

She had promised herself when she got back from Central City she would confess everything. He thought she was here on business and she was in a way. Laurel smiled as Caitlin finished her scan. “Everything looks okay? I’d hate to have Ollie find out about this because I lose control. And we’ve been talking about maybe having a baby.” She kicked her feet against the examination table.

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@caitymd || plotted for a starter

『 🔥 』        Around a week ago the Particle Accelerator turned on and failed, sending a blast throughout the entirety of Central City. Caitlin and Ronnie were on a date at a restaurant when it went off, the blast sending the two of them flying from their seats, as well as everyone else in the room. Thankfully nobody got hurt from the blast there, and although their date was interrupted and the restaurant had to close down that night to clean up the mess, that was just about as bad as it got for them.

       A day or two after the blast, Caitlin started getting a cold of sorts, and her temp was lower than usual. She’d taken a few days off from work as well as Ronnie, who wanted to help her recuperate and help her around the apartment. It was kind of nice, just the two of them hanging out at home, snuggled on the couch and watching Netflix...

       After a few days, Caitlin seemed to be feeling a little better---enough to actually move around and cook a meal for them ( Ronnie wasn’t the best of a cook, so he figured she wanted to jump back into that as soon as possible ).

       The two of them were just chatting in the kitchen as she started preparing that day’s dinner, nothing out of the ordinary happening at all. That is, until Caitlin grabbed a pan and placed it on the stove; she moved away from it, but Ronnie’s eyes were glued to the handle because it was suddenly covered by ICE.

Send ‘Follow my lead’ to pull my muse in for a kiss as a ploy to avoid detection.

There was something strangely lucky about having two ‘Caitlin’s’ on team Flash - even if one of them was more Frost now then anyone else. Assignments that needed the woman’s expertise came with the two double fact checking everything with the added bonus of being in two places. Barry’s not sure how Caitlin had managed to talk herself - rather literally - into going out on a mission with him. He thinks it had something to do with him being in danger or her knowing the chemicals they were looking to purchase, either way he’s thankful for it.

Except now they’re about to be caught snooping around a black market back room with no powers. There’s a hint of panic in Barry’s eyes, and he can feel cool fingers curling around his wrist, gaining his attention. Frost says something, words that are lost on deaf ears as she’s leaning into him. Cold lips and a warm mouth has his mind stalling, his back being pushed up against one of the tables as the woman presses against him a bit more. 

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PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME .

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship,italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

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FRIENDS.   childhood friends  / work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  / unrequited from my muses side /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

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The Doctor was in a predicament.  He had been working for a long while on the secret of extending his regenerations.  While he was perfectly fine with the idea of dying, he had just discovered that Gallifrey was out there somewhere, waiting to be found and if his death was as imminent as he thought, he needed to figure out a way to extend his regenerations long enough for him to go out and find it.