Art deco bedroom and bathroom illustrated in an advertisement for Devoe furniture paint in Woman's Home Companion, February 1929
Notice the art deco "skyscraper" style bookshelf and the two red benches (showing trendy orientalist influence by being painted red, although I've never seen any Asian lacquer furniture of similar shape?) in the bedroom; and the leaded glass star pendant light and inverted-cone-shaped pillar under the pedestal sink in the bathroom.
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Things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions 🤭👀
✨Season 4✨
Even though this was honestly one of my least favorite seasons it was pretty interesting to watch and it had some pretty cool, badass and hilarious scenes lmao
Ok but the intro on the first episode was kinda cool
Cisco, wally and Joe working together... we stan 🙌🏼
Also the new star labs tables and tech make it look pretty cool
Samuroid, Kilg%re, Hazard, Amunet Black, T•h•e W•e•e•p•e•r, Black Bison, The Thinker, Bᵣₐᵢₙₛₜₒᵣₘ, 千卂ㄥㄥㄖㄩㄒ, Prank and Trickster Jr., Dwarfstar, m̾e̾l̾t̾i̾n̾g̾ ̾p̾o̾i̾n̾t̾, Null, The folded man
Ramsey Deacon aka Kilg%re
Rebecca Sharpe (Becky) aka Hazard
Ralph Dibny aka the elongated man
T•h•e W•e•e•p•e•r
Mina Chaytan aka Black Bison
Dominic Lance aka Bᵣₐᵢₙₛₜₒᵣₘ
Neil Borman aka 千卂ㄥㄥㄖㄩㄒ
Sylbert Rundine aka Dwarfstar
Izzy Bowen
Matthew Kim aka m̾e̾l̾t̾i̾n̾g̾ ̾p̾o̾i̾n̾t̾
Janet Petty aka Null
Edwin Gauss aka the folded man
Wally can speak Japanese😂
Joe being able to forgive Caitlin after what she did is amazing I love them 🥺
West-Allen kiss count (approximately): 46 😘
Cisco being upset because he was at the "doghouse" in ep2 is hilarious
"Rule number 1, when a girl say it's fine, it's not fine" i- I'd be happy with Cisco as my boyfriend
Gypsy's gorgeous bro 🤩
Ok i'm sorry but that "we are the flash" bothers me
Not Cisco, Barry, and Caitlin playing laser tag... AGAINST KIDS😂💀 And Cisco really went "you have failed this city" I love them (ep3)
Jesse just broke up with Wally... With a…
Breakup cube i-
HARRY IS SO AWKWARD
Joe being lost or done with everything going on around him is hilarious, and he also looked so sad when Cecile asked him to sell the house
Iris and Barry really would've gotten married out of the blue if it hadn't been for Kevin (the lil boy in ep3) LMAOOO
This boy really used cinnamon incense on purpose when the father was allergic to it and just went :) ┐(´ー`)┌
"no need to shame the little boy" I-
We love Barry defending little kids 🥺
I liked Cisco's shirt in this episode
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator
Not Wally leaving 🥺😩
BAHHAHHSXHAHSGHASGAH Joe's reaction when Cecile told him she was pregnant
OMG just realized that in the beginning of ep4 when Cisco and Gypsy are making out on Cisco's bed that… BRO I-
After Cisco asked Gypsy what her real name was she went to the bathroom and he stayed in bed but went to look for something in the little night table… that something was probably a condom… Y'ALL WHAT BAHBSAHBSHAS
Ralph Dibny used to be a dirty cop, I had Completely forgotten about this man
I just noticed that every time that Barry goes into a new room he looks around and i guess he tries to grasp as much information of it as possible and it's kinda cute
I like how Breacher always has a serious face but when Gypsy talks to him he smiles 🥺
CISKY KABDjahdHAHDSH
Also Breacher being Danny Trejo (Machete) from Spy Kids
"Good people don't destroy lives and call it noble"
Gypsy's real name is Cynthia and Breacher's Josh
Girl Night's out was an awesome episode, I mean we got to see the girls working together, Felicity, Drunk Barry and Cecile going #feminism it's just great
Amunet was kinda funny lmao Annoying but funny lol
BAHSHAHHA that scene when they get mugged by the guy that try to mugged Barry in s1 is hilariousss (ep6)
Ok but Black Bison (Mina) was right like why are things that belong to people that are still here in a museum?
Uff istg I hate Marlize sm like she's so manipulative and she just slapped Barry like bro u know ur guilty he's just doing his job ugh, I know she becomes good at the end but still 😤🙄
Harry and Caitlin 🥺
I love how Cisco's powers improved throughout the seasons. Like at the beginning he needed his goggles to vibe and now he just did it without them.
Bro even tho Amunet is evil she really just encouraged Caitlin and let her know that she is amazing for her, not only for killer frost.
I like Iris and Caitlin's friendship
The fact that she decided to go after Caitlin, instead of Barry shows how good of a leader she is
"those white girl dreads came straight from the 90s" BAHSHAHHA I love Cisco
Bro no wth I only saw Dominic for one episode and I already loved him 🥺
UGHHHH He didn't do anything this is not fair it makes me so upset like it was so infuriating to see him go through trial for something he didn't do🥺
Ig that's what he felt like when his dad-
I-
Noooooo
Caitlin holding Iris's hand during trial 🥺
Ralph really protected Joe and prevented him from basically destroying his life by planting fake evidence on Marlize's shoes
Ok but I love 千卂ㄥㄥㄖㄩㄒ's episode because I think it's like the first time that we get to see Killer Frost fighting alongside them 🥺
They really helped Caitlin turn into Killer Frost with... puppies 🥺😂❤️
Bro the amount of people that are in jail for crimes they didn't commit makes me so upset
And the fact that he got the same cell as his dad 🤌🏼😩
"I'm the fastest mop alive" I love how even when he's in prison he's still finds a way to smile or make Iris smile i-
Zoey Clark was James Jesse's girlfriend and Axel Walker's mother.
Ralph's first superhero name was stretchy man
Lexi La Roche was Caitlin's childhood bully
Omg just saw Nora for the first time in s4 ehhh actually probably not the first time since I think she appeared in the crossover but I skipped that episode so oh well 😂
She's so awkward- her Barry is showing lmaoooo
OMG I love this, Cecile just found out she can read minds lmaooo
JOE'S FACE BAHSHHHAHAHA
SHE'S A TELEPATH
BULBASAUR BAHAHAHAHAHA
Big Sir's real name is Dave and i-🥺
BARRY'S A CHEATER ABSHAHAHH he cheated on poker lmaooo
Cecile would definitely be me if I had powers
Harry's actually pretty insecure
Mini Ralph and Mini Cisco are hilarious
I will forever love Big Sir like 🥺
The fact that he did get his happy ending 🥺☺️❤️
Bro I felt so bad when the bus metas were almost free and Devoe took them 🥺
I'm ngl I'd love to get a pep talk from killer frost
OMG THATS WHY HE NEEDED T•h•e W•e•e•p•e•r i never really understood why he needed him but it was to keep Marlize in love
BAHSHAHHA I love Cisco "Ralph I love you but you sleep on a futon" (a damp futon)
AND IRIS "you nasty" JAHSHAHA
Ok but I love Izzy Bowen's energy, she reminds me of Laurel sm
I love how Harry calls Cecile- DA Cecile Horton
The Flash s4:E14 "Subject 9" minute 12:14 - Cisco yelling "Iris" with the voice Crack is the most hilarious thing I've seen today lmaoo
Just realized that the first time we saw Izzy Bowen she was singing Somethin' Bad which was probably foreshadowing what was going to happen with her character
Bro izzy🥺
"AH SON OF A BREACH" BAHSHAHHA
Iris being a speedster is kinda cool and I like that her lightning is purple :)💜⚡️
Cisco just saved Iris 🥺
Poor Cisco, Harry just destroyed his little airplane thingie he was working on because he was looking for his thinking cap that Joe had because Harry was getting addicted to it
And Joe noticed because Harry had the same symptoms as Francine did 🥺
Bro that scene in ep18 where Marlize and Iris are fighting is pretty badass, especially when Iris basically stabs herself to get rid of Marlize or when Joe makes it into the Cortex with the Samuroid's head in a pole lmaooo😂
Ralph and Killer Frost 🥺
I love Snart from Earth-X
Bro no I love Cisco and Gypsy I cried when they broke up 🥺
Amunet's real name is Leslie Jocoy
Diggle throwing up after running with Barry every single time is hilarious😂
I love it when Cecile inhabits other people's minds right when she's about to give birth BAHSHAHHA SHE REALLY IMPERSONATED JOE PERFECTLY
Joe and Cecile baby's name is Jenna Marie West🥺☺️
This house is bitchin' BAHAHAHA I hated this cliffhanger like I loved it bc it wasn't that bad but it was yk?😂
Request: do you think you could like a Harrison Wells x fem!reader au one shot (maybe a bit lengthy) in which it's a zombie apocalypse + Y/N and Harrison are together (bit of an age gap between the two with Y/N being a bit younger) and they both have to survive together while also being on the run from Devoe, a former governor that people despised. maybe some smut. Please?
WARNING: SMUT, violence, and a short depiction of suicide
The shotgun pressed against its forehead. With the pull of the trigger, the body collapsed to the ground. Dark coagulated blood seeped out of its head. Hurried footsteps followed by rustling of leaves. You sighed lugging your shotgun against your shoulder. Out of the foliage in front of you, Harry rushed forward. Eyes wide. Slightly breathless. Until, he saw the zombie dead at your feet.
“Sorry,” you stepped over the body. “I know we’re supposed to be quiet, but I lost my knife and I was not about to be chow for this thing.”
Harry shook his head. A low chuckled rumbled in his chest. “It’s okay. I … I just thought it –“
“Was one of DeVoe’s goonies?”
“Yeah,” he sighed.
You walked forward and cupped Harry’s face with your free hand. “Hey, we’re going to be okay. We’ll find a place. Start a big garden. Have lots of livestock. And live. Instead of surviving.”
He leaned into your touch. “That’ll be nice.”
“It will be.” You pecked his lips. “Until you have to use your big scientific brain to build us a simple fence.”
He laughed.
Months ago, you and Harry started an uprising against DeVoe, a man who called himself a governor of a sealed off town. But, dictator would be a more appropriate. He was cruel and manipulative. Ever since the uprising, DeVoe and what left of his men has been on the hunt for you. You had a few close encounters, but you and Harry always managed to slip away. However, DeVoe was ruthless and wouldn’t stop until your and Harry’s heads were on his plate.
Mostly, you and Harry traveled on foot. Bouncing from abandon building to the next. Scrounging any food or supplies you may find. Carrying your life in backpacks. You needed a home. A place to start a life. That’s why the two of you kept walking. Kept pushing forward. Both of you hoping to find the place. Away from DeVoe. Away from any threat.
And you finally did.
Walking for weeks, hardly staying one place for more than a few days, you found a possible future home. Trekking through the trees, it opened to a small field. A log cabin dropped in the middle. A collapsed fence with barbed wire circled the cabin. An overgrown garden planted next to it. Vegetation high. Yet, the house in near perfect condition. Even with a cute little front porch with chairs and a table.
You smiled at Harry and he shared the same hopeful smile. Yet, both of you still cautious.
You both snuck around the cabin peering in through the back windows. You hissed through your teeth. There was a body inside. A man. Slumped over on the couch. Gun laid at his feet. Dried blood splattered the space behind him and coated the back of his head. It appeared he committed suicide.
“Harry,” you shouted. He rushed over as you pointed inside.
Peeking in, he sighed. “Poor guy.”
“Do you think it’s safe?”
“I think so. I don’t see anyone else or zombies for that matter. We should be good.”
You walked into the cabin with guns raised as you searched the rest of the home. Nothing. Only one lonely body. And the more you looked, the more of a hidden treasure this place could be. The man lived off the grid. Solar panels propped up on the roof. The cabin had its own water supply. A tank that collected water from rain. Actually electricity and running water. Something you haven’t had in months. Plus, the weed infested garden still seemed to have some vegetables growing. Along with canned food stocking the shelves. And the partial fence that would protect from any mindless wonderers.
It was near perfect. Just needed some TLC. So, you and Harry decided to stay.
First, you started with burying the man’s body out in the field. Even saying a few words hoping he found peace in the next life. Then you started the long and tedious job by cleaning up. Cleaning up the dried blood, dusting and airing out the musty old sheets and cushions from the couch and chairs. Days of cleaning. Each day the cabin looking more and more homely.
Today, you worked on weeding the garden while Harry started to rebuild the fence. Complete with a hidden bell system to warning the two of you. You huffed exhausted in the blazing sun. A pile of weeds stacked high next to you. With a few fresh vegetables on your other side. You stood up needing a break. Bring the few vegetables inside, you grabbed a glass of water. You stepped back outside leaning on the railing watching Harry.
He set up a makeshift table along with tools he found hidden in the dilapidated shed. Tools slightly rusty and dull, but he fixed them up. Currently, he was measuring out a length of wood. Marking up the wood, he set the pencil down. He turned and stared up at the intense sun sighing. He lifted his shirt patting his face dry. Giving you the perfect little sneak peak of his flat toned stomach. The delicious deep V taunted you.
You wolf whistled at him. He looked to you shaking his head. You smiled at him innocently. Soon, a smirk graced his lips as he removed his shirt tossing it onto the table. He turned back around and stretched his arms up. Giving you a wonderful view of his back muscles.
“Damn! Is it hot out here or is it just you?” you giggled.
He peered over his shoulder with a cocked brow. You winked at him and took a sip of your water. Ignoring his work, he strolled towards you. With each step, your heart jumped. His eyes locked onto you. He stood in front of you. Faces close together. Dangerously close. You still leaned on the railing at eye level with him. He plucked the glass out of your hand and took a long sip. Maintaining eye contact. He wordlessly handed it back over with a smile then walked away.
You huffed setting the glass on the table. “Harrison Wells! You get your ass back over here and kiss me!”
He chuckled. Spinning around, he marched forward. Eye hungry. Hungry for you. Skipping over the stairs, he stood in front of you. Looming over you with his dazzling smile. His chest glistened. His breathing heavy. Matching your own. Swiftly, he cupped your face kissing you passionately.
You hummed as your hands skimmed up and down his bare chest. Stumbling back into the wall, the wood dug into your skin. But you didn’t care. Harry broke the kiss. His hands slid down your neck, down your sides. His fingers fiddled with the hem of your shirt. You lifted your arms up as Harry carefully removed the shirt.
Harry’s mouth latched onto your neck. Sucking and nipping. You sighed. His hands locked onto your hips keeping you in place. Not that you were leaving any time soon. You leaned your head back against the wall closing your eyes. Enjoying every expert touch from Harry. He peppered kisses across your neck to the other side. Slowly. Soft butterfly kisses. He loved watching you squirm at his delicate kisses. His hands traveled up your sides to behind your back. He unclipped your bra then tossed it aside.
His hands cupped your breasts. Kneading them. Teasing them. His fingers pinched and twisted your perked nipples. Sending aches start to your core. You whimpered. Harry wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you close. Bare chest to bare chest. He nuzzled his head into your neck. He bit down then quickly soothed the pain with his tongue.
You moaned, “Harry.”
He smiled against your neck. He licked up your neck to your ear. His breath tickled. He whispered low and huskily in your ear, “Yes?” You shivered.
He bit your neck again. Thrilled by marking you up with his love bites. A moan rose in your throat but he silenced it. By kissing you. His tongue explored your open mouth. Loving the way you tasted. Loving how you tried to dominate him – fight back – but ultimately submitted. Putty at his touch. His fingers dug into your hips. Yanking you forward, his erection pressed against your core. You hummed against his mouth.
Breaking apart, he smiled at you. Your eyes heavy with lust. Lips swollen. And breathless. All from his doing.
“I think we should go inside. Don’t want your scream to attract any unwanted guests,” he murmured.
“Really?” Your words was your only weapon against his touch. Both a blessing and a curse. And if you played your cards right? Magic. “Scared? Or do you not want anyone to watch us?” you joked.
He spun you around and bent you over the railing. The paint chips and chipped wood scratched and itched your stomach. Harry pressed his bulge against your rear. He leaned down whispering in your ear. “Is this what you want? For me to take you here and now?”
You bit your lip and nodded.
“I’m sorry, but you will have to speak up.”
“Yes, please.”
He chuckled then placed a trail of kisses down your back. “That’s all you had to say.”
Harry stepped back. You peered behind you and watched as he unbuckled his pants letting them drop. Along with his boxers. His hard cock curved up ready to have you. You bit back a moan. You hastily stood up and followed his suit. But, Harry stopped you. He pressed himself against your back. His arms wrapped around you and placed his hands over top of yours.
“Allow me,” he said against your neck.
He unbuttoned your pants. Slowly pushing them down along with your underwear. The cool air caused you to shiver. He stopped about halfway. He extended his hand past your head out in front of you. You smiled shaking your head. Grabbing onto his hand, you stepped out of the last pieces of your clothing kicking them to the side.
He twirled you around once more and placed an intoxicating kiss on your lips. To get a reaction out of him, you bit down tugging on his lip. He hummed smirking at you. Spinning you around, he whispered, “Remember to keep quiet. We don’t want any uninvited guests.”
He bend you. Your arms rested on the railing and your head laid on your forearms. Harry gripped your hips. He teased your dripping entrance. You shakily exhaled. Trying to contain yourself. He smirked at your reaction. Haven’t even start and you’re already worked up.
He pushed himself in. Filling you up every inch. You bit your lip as a moan rumbled in your throat. Harry slowly pulled out. Each action slowly and deliberate. Then. He bucked his hips slamming into you. A complete change in pace. More rougher. More demanding.
And you loved it. A moan escaped from your lips. Purely animalistic.
Harry stopped. Pulling out causing you to whimper. “Absolute silence,” he commanded. “Or we stop. Do you understand?”
You nodded.
He pressed his erections against your folds. “Answer me. Do you understand?” he growled.
“Yes,” you mewled.
He slammed back into you. You dug your nails into your arms to stop any noises from rising up. Harry continued to pump in and out. Then you met him. Pushing back against him. A throaty rumble sounded from Harry. Trying to restraint himself. You smirked how it affected him. You did it again. His fingers clenched your hips. You would have done it again if one of Harry’s hands wondered up. Cupping your breast, kneading and twisting your nipple.
You gasped. He chuckled.
He worked faster. You whimpered as a pressure build. Reaching your climax. His hand that played with your breast wondered down. To your clit. His finger teased it.
You hummed. The only noise you could make.
Each pump sent electricity throughout your body. You couldn’t last any longer. Especially with his wondering hand. Your toes curled. Your nails embedded into your skin. Eager to chase the high, you pushed against Harry. Filling you completely. A moan accidently tumbled out. Yet, instead of punishing you he continued on. Each snap of his hips harder. Your walls threatened to close around him. You pushed back again. Harry moaned. Which went straight to your core.
“Harry,” you warned.
One more snap of his hips, and you came. Hard. It left you breathless. Your legs ready to collapse. After a few more pumps, Harry came.
Both of you stayed locked together breathing heavily. Harry pulled out. You shakily stood up and turned around. Harry smiled at you. He wrapped his arms around your waist while you threw your arms over his shoulders. For comfort and support.
“How did I ever get so lucky enough to have someone like you at my side?” he asked.
“Simple.” You said, “You send the world into chaos. Sprinkle in some zombies then boom. The perfect recipe for us to run into each other and stick by each other’s side.”
He chuckled. “That’s it? Just an apocalypse?”
“Well, that and a crazed governor to strength our relationship.”
He shook his head. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Yes, but you have to deal with my ridiculousness.”
“Yes, I do. And so much more,” he whispered seductively as captured your lips again.
A few months passed. You and Harry enjoyed your simple life. No one bothered you. Zombies hardly a problem. Just the two of you living off of the land. Unless you needed other products. Like soap or other little supplies to make life easier. So, from time to time you and Harry would venture out in search of extra necessities.
And that’s how DeVoe found you. Nearly a year on the run from him, after believing you lost him, he found you.
You and Harry were joking in an abandon store. You planted yourself behind a broken register and acted like an obnoxious cashier. “Um, sir, sir, you are going to need to pay for that,” you stated.
Harry shook his head. “Oh, really?”
“Yes, it’ll be at least a hundred dollars.” It was maybe a handful of cans along with some soap and toothpaste. You fiddled with the register. Tapping and clicking all the buttons while pretending you smack a piece of gum. “The apocalypse. Supply and demand. All of it has made inflation a real bitch.”
He smiled and bent down to your eye level. Very little space separated the two of you. “Maybe there’s some other way I can pay for it.”
“Like what? You got a coupon or something? Two for one?” you joked.
A chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Yeah, but you love me.”
“Yeah, I do.”
All during this fun, care-free, moment across the street hidden behind a building was DeVoe and his men. Or at least the men he had left. “Should we attack?” one of them asked.
DeVoe shook his head. “Let them have their moment.” He watched as Harry showered you in kisses while you laughed. “Let them think they’re safe. We’ll follow them back to wherever they live and kill them there.”
Later that day, you and Harry were playing a board game. One of the few you found laying around the house. To be frank, you were kicking Harry’s ass. And he wasn’t too pleased with this. Grumbling like a little kid. You were about to tease him when the sound of an approaching vehicle cut you off.
You and Harry walked to the window. Peering out, you saw a modified van break through the fence. The hidden bells jingled as it got caught up in the tires. Spikes protruded from the front while extra metal plating was bolted onto the sides. A van made to withstand a fight. Because it was always looking for a fight. The van skidded to a stop roughly 30 feet away. The passenger door opened and out stepped DeVoe. Quickly, his men followed suit. Five extra men popped out with their guns locked onto your home.
Your heart sank. Harry glared.
“Come on out!” DeVoe shouted. A crazed smile on his lips. “I just want to talk!”
“Harry,” you whispered. “What do you think we should we do?”
“We could run out the back,” he answered.
“No.” He glanced at you. The stern look on your face as you glared ahead. “This is our home. I’m tired of running from this madman. We prepared for this – for any insane situation. We end this here and now.”
He smiled. “You’re right.”
The two of you stepped outside onto the porch. Not any father. Harry cleared his throat, “Alright, DeVoe, what do you want?”
DeVoe placed his hands behind his back and stood tall. A man with a purpose – with a plan. “Simple. To talk.”
“Really?” Harry crossed his arms.
“Of course not.”
You and Harry dove to the side dodging the rain of bullets. Glass shattered. Harry covered your body with his own protecting against any glass or bullets. You turned to the side seeing the two porch chairs.
“Harry. The chairs,” you grunted.
He followed your eyes. Carefully, he lifted up the cushions revealing two guns. He handed one over to you. When the wave of bullets seized, you and Harry jumped up returning the fire. Two men were blasted back. Dead. However, one of the men grabbed DeVoe hauling him to the other side of the van. Protected against your assault.
You and Harry darted inside the house. Both of you quickly uncovering hidden weapons planted throughout your home. Such as the sniper rifle hidden in the kitchen.
“Why even bother fighting?” DeVoe shouted. “You did this! You deserve this!”
“Do we?” Harry countered. “You’re insane, DeVoe!”
“Yes, possibly! But I had a life – a home! A sanctuary for the lost! And you ruined it all!”
“All we did was open people’s eyes to the truth,” you yelled.
“You ruined everything!”
“You were manipulating the lost! Making them do your bidding while your hands stayed clean! They killed and robbed anyone who opposed you! They lost their innocence!”
“No one’s innocent these days!”
“You corrupted people’s morals in order to become a king. Taking land from people who didn’t want trouble! Then stole and killed said people!”
“I was providing a home for those people! They refused so I showed them the truth! That everyone will die without my help!”
“No. Not everyone. Not anymore. Only you will die.”
You finished setting up the sniper. You position yourself at the shattered window. Peering through the scope, DeVoe and his men stayed hidden on the other side of the van. You glanced over your shoulder and nodded at Harry. He nodded then snuck out the back door. What DeVoe failed to realize was you and Harry have created a dozen different plans if such an occasion would arise. Whether it was DeVoe or a random mercenary wanting looting and blood.
Looking back through the scope, you saw the four pairs of feet from under the van. None of them have moved. Possibly formulating a new plan. Harry hurried from the side of the home rushing forward. He pressed himself against the van staring back at you. He nodded raising his gun. You gave them a thumb’s up then fired at the men’s feet. They all scrambled and jumped trying to flee from the bullets. However, one of them fell to his knees in pain. You shot his knees. He then collapsed onto the ground in a fetal position cradling his busted knee. You shot him in the head. All while peering under the van.
Your shooting impeccable.
Harry quickly rounded the van firing. Everything went out of your view. The intense barrage of bullets and groans filled your ears. Each shot made you flinch. Hoping Harry was safe. Hoping this was the right move.
Then. Silence.
Your heart hammered in your chest. You peeked through the scope trying to find Harry. You did. Stumbling to his knees with a bullet wound in his side while DeVoe stood over him aiming his gun at Harry’s head.
You inhaled sharply. Your worst fears playing out in front of your eyes.
“Now, (Y/N), be a dear and come out. And leave your big gun behind,” DeVoe smirked. You suppressed the urge to snap at him. You placed the gun down and walked out. “Such an obedient girl. No wonder you lover her, Harry.”
Clutching his side, Harry growled,” Fuck you.” As you walked closer, your eyes focused on the red staining Harry’s shirt. His eyes connected with yours. “Hey, it’s okay. Hey, remember you will always have my love, right?”
You smiled as tears formed. “Yeah, I know I have your love. Because you have mine.”
DeVoe groaned. “Enough of this!” He pressed the gun to Harry’s head. “You ruined my life! I had everything and you took it from me!” His crazed eyes directed at you. “Now, I get to take your life. Then maybe after I kill Harry, you and me can have some fun.”
Harry tried to lounge at DeVoe but fell to the ground in pain. “Tsk, tsk, Harry.” DeVoe put his foot on Harry’s wound causing him to scream. “Always so predictable.” He aimed the gun at Harry’s face. “Say goodbye to your love and say hi to the Devil.”
“Say hi yourself,” you spat.
DeVoe whirled around. A shot rang out. A red dot oozed out of DeVoe’s forehead. His features painted in shock. He collapsed to his knees. His life faded from his eyes. Then fell face first into the dirt. You sighed in relief. The small handgun in your hand that was aimed at DeVoe’s head dropped to your side. The gun hidden safely in your waistband pressed against your back. Your fingers curled tightly around it. Still in shock that it was all over.
“Shit!”
Realization hit you. Harry was still injured. Tossing your gun to the side, you slid to your knees at Harry’s side.
“Nice shot,” he mumbled. “I was worried you didn’t bring anything with you.”
“Harry, we went through a million different scenarios and even created a secret code. And you thought I wouldn’t bring an extra gun when your life was on the line.”
“Just needed to make sure,” he smiled.
The coded messages: ‘You will always have you have my love, right’ = ‘Do you have a weapon?’ And ‘I have your love’ = ‘Yes, I have a weapon.’
Tears rolled down your cheeks. “You’re such an idiot.”
“But your idiot.”
You shook your head. “Okay, I need to look at your wound.” Lifting his shirt, all you saw was blood. Seeping. Oozing. Non-stop. You tried not to make a noise, but Harry could tell it was bad from your face.
“That bad, huh?”
“What? No, no. I got this. You’ll be fine.” Your hands shakily dropped his shirt.
“(Y/N) – “
“No, don’t you dare say another word.” Your heart ached. We just won. This can’t be happening. We’re finally free.
“(Y/N) – “
“Shut up!” You closed your eyes taking a deep breath. Your hand clenched into tight fists. Opening your eyes, you stared at Harry and calmly said, “I’m going to go get our medical kit and you’re going to pull though, okay?”
Harry grabbed your wrist. Sweat bedded across his pale face. With every breath, he winced. His eyes watery. A smile tugged on his lips. “I just wanted to say I love you.”
More tears formed. “Fuck” – you wiped away the tears – “I love you too.”
A couple of days later, you stood over an open grave. It took you forever to dig this. The physical and mental capacity drained you. Constantly wondering how it all came to this. Why? Why were you doing this?
“Finally finished?”
You glanced over to find Harry. He stumbled towards out in the middle of the field. You quickly rushed to his side supporting him. Your arms wrapped around his waist as he flung his arm over your shoulder.
“You’re not supposed to be up and about,” you hissed. “You could tear open your stitching.”
He rolled his eyes. “When I asked you to be my nurse I didn’t mean literally. I was hoping for more of a fun time.”
You huffed. “Well we can play nurses and doctors when you’re healed. So, go sit your ass down.”
“No … I … I want to be here. I need to see it for myself.”
You nodded. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” You helped Harry over to the grave and he peered in to see DeVoe and his men inside.
“It still doesn’t feel real,” he whispered.
“Yeah.” You grimly stared down at the bodies. Bodies you dragged in. Bodies you created a grave for. Bodies that were people. People who you should hate. Despise. Especially, one. But, all you could muster was pity. Pity for the man who had nothing in the end. Pity for the lost deranged soul who snapped when all of this chaos started years ago.
“I’m sorry you had to do this all by yourself,” Harry whispered.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad you’re not part of these bodies.”
He kissed the side of your head. “Yeah, me too.”
You bit your lip as you gripped Harry’s shirt tighter. “I mean especially since I … I don’t think I could raise a kid by myself.”
Harry flinched. His heart lurched. She can’t be – In seconds, he twisted around in your embrace and cupped your face. “Wh – what? What did you say?”
“Harry, I’m pregnant.”
His eyes darted down to your stomach. “Are … are you sure?”
“Yes. I snuck some pregnancy tests from our raid the same day DeVoe showed up. I did a dozen tests all of them positive.”
His hand gently touched your stomach. He whispered, “We’re going to have a kid.” His eyes connected with yours. His eyes sparkled with joy. “We’re having a kid!” He picked you up spinning you around.
“Harry! Your stitches!”
He put you down. Your glare lasted only a second when you saw the smile plastered onto his face. And it wouldn’t leave anytime soon. He kissed you. Which didn’t last long as both of you started laughing giddy for the future.
“You’ll be an amazing mother,” he gushed. “An amazing ass-kicking, zombie killing, always caring mother.”
You laughed. “And you’ll be a fantastic father. A fantastic intelligent badass father.”
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yo this has bothered me since the first time I saw the episode but where was devoes wheelchair right I mean how could devoe supposedly go to barry and talk to him without his wheelchair they find barry standing over devoes dead body laying on the floor so what did barry yank him out of the chair to kill him wouldn't it be easier to stab him in his wheelchair why take the time and energy to pull him out also why didn't barry say anything about just getting there right like he had just arrived at the loft like two minutes earlier than when singh got there they should've submitted the alert barry got that someone was breaking in or whatever and maybe spun that with someone broke in and planted devoes body and barry just arrived bc he got an alert of the break in how could he have killed devoe when he wasn't there right anyone at joes could've told them barry was just there he wouldn't have had time to get to the loft and kill devoe like any of that is a lot better then just hes innocent
As with all my reviews, there are spoilers aplenty, so feel free to skip this if you haven’t seen the season and don’t want to be spoiled.
I find season 4 to have some of the best and worst moments of the Flash. What I like in this season, I truly and fully love in full fan-girl mode, but the bad is SO bad. Just so SO so bad.
So, let’s start with the bad so we can end on an up note: DeVoe. I…