#strandedxspeedster

Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!

Sometimes she didn’t know what was more hectic - being the Flash, being a Mom, or the holidays. Even between her and Eobard’s speed, it seemed like they still had so much to do and not enough time to do it.

Feeling more than a little frazzled, she blinked up at him in confusion when they bumped into one another in a STAR Lab’s doorway and he slipped his arms around her, giving her that damnably attractive and infuriating smirk. He nodded to above their heads, where a sprig of mistletoe that she was certain hadn’t been there half an hour earlier was now hanging.

Their eyes met and the smirk softened into a smile as he leaned in,pressing gentle kisses to her face, trailing down to her lips. His mouth slanted gently over hers and everything melted away.

The kiss was long, slow, sweet---and she needed it, that moment of calm, of reassurance and love being held in his arms. There were no worries - of metas and rogues, of getting everything perfect and all the gifts and of Henry’s crawling around at superspeed---

Send “stolen” to steal a kiss from my muse.

It was quiet in the Cortex, a moment of rare stillness. No chatter from the dispatch requiring her to zip off to the rescue, no tests needing to be run, Cisco not trying to blow something up as he tinkers about...

It was a great moment to enjoy just sitting by Harrison, her chair scooted up next to his wheelchair. They rarely got to enjoy moments like this here in STAR Labs...

Tired, she leaned against him, her eyes closed as her head rested on his shoulder. Lately she had been feeling more run down and she wasn’t sure why. She didn’t want to worry Harrison or Caitlin by bringing it up, but...

His hand was gentle as it cupped her chin and her eyes opened, meeting his. She didn’t know when Harrison took the glasses off, but she didn’t care, not as he was slanting his mouth over hers.

It was heated, breath-stealing but still quick because anyone could walk in and Joe seemed to know Something was going on between them and she didn’t want him to find out by catching them---

send me ✖ for a random kiss

15. kiss goodbye

From the start, neither man had made a secret of how much they loathed each other. The two of them had come so close to killing one another so many times it was a miracle Central City was still standing. Even their mutual attraction and subsequent times they had acted upon it had done nothing to lessen the hatred… So it was through gritted teeth that Parallax offered to just send the Reverse Flash home using his own powers rather than rely on Barry’s speed. 

It rankled to give the villain what he wanted without making him pay for his crimes, but Parallax just wanted him away from Barry, and out of his hair once and for all. Well, maybe there was one other thing he wanted before he sent the time traveller back where he belonged…

He grabbed the other by the his shoulders and crushed his lips against his own, holding him there by the back of his head. It wasn’t gentle in any way- like everything else they did, it was a battle, a struggle. It was passionate, yes, but only because they both refused to give in.

Eventually though, he broke away, brushing a hand over his bruised lips as he stepped back from the Reverse Flash. The other was breathing heavily and glaring at him, and Parallax matched his glare, but the anger he felt was tinged with satisfaction. He’d got what he wanted. Now it was time to give the same to the other.

Send “You belong to me.” to see how my muse reacts.

He must be feeling possessive again, Carrie mused as she arched up beneath him, her hands clenching in Eobard’s hair. His name was a throaty moan as her nails scraped over his scalp and her head fell back to bare her throat to his hungry mouth. 

Positive Interactions Headcanon; My muse's... 

♠:Favourite thing to do with your muse

Be with him. When she thought his name was Harrison Wells and after they began to patch things up and start over, she just enjoys being in his company. Cuddled up to his side and watching a movie, both reading, having sex, or just whatever. She simply enjoys being with him.

☮:Favourite thing about your muse

That’s actually a toss up of two things: His intelligence and his drive. It was his intellect that first attracted her to him, and his drive to complete his goals is both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Ω:Favourite feature of your muse's

His eyes. Not the color, but how intense and alive they are, how focused and driven. She loves his eyes when he is reading a good book, working out a particularly challenging puzzle, holding their son, when they are are making love....

♧:How they kiss your muse

With all the love she has - even the soft pecks on the lips or cheek or brow, she puts all her emotions behind it.

♦:What they would buy because it reminds them of your muse