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“I don’t eat bread, I eat apples. Forbidden fruit and all.”
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throws bread at him
“I don’t eat bread, I eat apples. Forbidden fruit and all.”

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it’s a typical day for gabriel . in that , there is not much to do other than clean the apartment , pop over to the book store & then read for the rest of the day . the rain falls softly outside as the former killer turns through the pages of the novel . he is so engrossed in the words gabriel doesn’t know peter is even inside the apartment until he feels him close . ❝ oh hi ! ❞ he shuts the book closed . ❝ didn’t hear you baby . you’re getting too sneaky for me i think . ❞
>>>> @empathpetrellii gets what will hopefully be fluff but we just don’t know.
@empathpetrellii / CONTINUED.
peter sees so much of himself in barry, it’s almost frightening. peter’s an early bird, gets up early to accomplish as much as he can in a day, but then takes on double shifts back to back, that two days can easily become one long day. above all, peter’s a health care worker, always had been, and always will, so the fact that barry hasn’t slept in three days, is concerning. his arms are crossed over his chest, and head tilts slightly at him. bangs fall into his face, but peter’s so used to them, he doesn’t bother moving the strands of hair. ’ you know, after a couple days of no sleep you start seeing things right ? ’ curiosity sparks him though, peter’s used to his own scribbles on timelines, and events, that the scribbles on barry’s whiteboard, has him intrigued. ’ if you won’t sleep - what are you working on ? ’
HE WRINKLES HIS NOSE. Barry’s not so much worried about the side effects of staying up too much --- more like the side effects of actually putting his head down. What he’ll see, and what will happen to the city if he’s not diligently watching. “I’ll let you know when that happens, Peter.” The words are DRYER than he means, and the speedster sighs, running a hand over his face. “Sorry. I think I’m a little more irritable than normal.” His apologetic smile says more than his words, and he moves to turn the whiteboard so Peter can see everything. “Metahuman stuff. I have to figure out a way to tap this guy out of energy, because if I can do that I can stop him. It’s a lot like the speed equation that THAWNE solved --- ” Which is why he’s so frustrated. If Thawne were here, he could have solved it. Barry’s not at that level yet. “ --- and I have to stop letting this guy hurt people.” In his city, the one HE has to protect. A sigh passes his lips. “I’ll sleep when I stop him.”
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Birthday Binge
I’M FREE FOR THE WEEKEND (but knowing me I’m still doing my homework because what is focus HAHAHA [crying]) (no homework oh my gosh)
It’s my birthday on Sunday so I figured why not watch Heroes all weekend (I originally planned on watching it on my birthday but Too Many Episodes)
So anyway here’s the list for anyone wondering (also thanks @empathpetrellii for the help in deciding this Very Long list):

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“ so, you . . . what do you do? ”
maybe he wasn’t dead, he had gotten a location finally and he had to go find him after leaving the way he did, would he be mad? He wouldn’t blame him if he was upset he did kinda fake his death and never contact him..again. He was now in New York standing at the doorstep of an apartment. He turned his head staring around while letting out a shaking breath as it was raining and it was rather fucking cold. He turned and slowly raised a close fist towards the door closing his eyes. “Fuck it.” he held his breath and knocked lightly on the door turning his head again to look around with squinted dark brown hues. He was taking every chance with this hoping to whatever god this was the right place and if he was even here.
@empathpetrellii wanted a sad starter
if you were falling, then i would catch you you need a light, i'd find a match 'cause i love the way you say good morning and you take me the way i am. ( © )