“Seriously? Grace, you were SO drunk you stood on the roof yelling ‘I’m on top of the world’ before jumping off. It’s damn good that you’re immortal, or you’d be dead. You jumped down 3 stories.”
Stefan leaned in the arched doorway, sipping his spiked eggnog and smiling at the sheer number of people that showed up for their Christmas gathering. He felt someone come up next to him, and he smiled when he saw Grace standing next to him. “Nice turnout, hm?” He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. He looked up, raising his brow when Grace, too, noticed the mistletoe that hung above their heads. Stefan pulled her closer and placed a sweet kiss on her cheek, not wanting to draw attention to themselves.
Under the cut, you will find 31100×100 icons of Brandon Routhas Ray Palmer / The Atomfrom Episode 1×06 (Star City 2046) of CW’s Legends Of Tomorrow. All of the icons, in this pack, were made by me. No doubles. Feel free to like/reblog if you want to use them.
Cisco sat, sipping his coffee and staring into his computer. He was reading an article as research for his newest piece of tech, and he’d been on a research bender the last few days. He found himself at a coffee shop, only because he knew he needed to be around people eventually. He tore his eyes from his screen to see another pair looking right at him. His hand quickly went to his chin, self-conscious about his hygiene & how his facial hair could make him seem, well, a little rougher around the edges. “Damn, did I forget to shave?”
Twenty minutes.
That’s how long it had taken him to finally look up from his screen to see her. Twenty minutes in which anything could’ve happened–but hadn’t–while she studied him. It was the aura that had drawn her attention. A vast array of colors, densely crowded around his head primarily. Yellow shown predominantly and felt… well, they all felt similarly tingly, but yellow auras were creative and bubbly.
He was concentrating very hard on something.
Thought Kat had peeked at the screen, she didn’t make sense of it, and therefore had no clue what kept him so enthralled. It had to be thrilling or important. Or else maybe he was prone to manic episodes, seized by obsessive tendencies, like a few other people she knew.
When he caught her staring, she didn’t look away, but held a steady gaze, brown eyes attentive. She spoke after his question, curious tone seeping into the vaguely Cockney accent. “Dunno. Did ya? Looks alright t’me.”
“I mean, I’m a little scruffy, but not terrible,” he responded, rubbing his chin. He quickly tucked his arms into a lose crossed position in front of him. His eyes drifted back to his computer, re-reading the same paragraph for the third time. Cisco peeked up from his computer once more, noticing the same eyes looking at him. “Do I know you or something? Why do you keep looking at me?”
“Aw, c’mon man! Not even one little hint?” Cisco knew that Mon-El was right, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t dying to find out if Han was going to be mentioned in the new movie.
“even if it wasn’t going against the cosmos, i’m not about that spoiler life.” an arm moved from where it was crossed, waving as he spoke. “now, tell me about this metahuman.” turning, he then gestured toward the screen that cisco had previously been working on before asking for the star wars details.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’ll probably enjoy it more in the moment,” Cisco sighed. He turned his attention back to the computer, pushing a few buttons to pull up the details on the meta. “Remember Music Meister? Yeah, this gal is nothing like him. Except that her singing can make people bend to her will.”
“How was I in the way? I was trying to sleep, dude.” Allie cursed at herself. She should have been in a shelter tonight, not in an alley where she would inevitably get hurt. Homeless, no insurance, $6.12 in her pocket, and now she’s got herself injured. No way would she be able to get a job now, let alone stay in a shelter with an injury this severe. She’d immediately get taken advantage of, her few belongings would get taken because she wouldn’t be able to fend for herself.
“You have the means to take care of this?” She asked, motioning to her injured calf. “The means to rent a motel, too? Wow, a guy with money. How lucky am I?” She quipped, snarky sarcasm dripping from her words. She started limping along, letting a groan of pain out each time she put weight on her injured leg, too stubborn to ask the other for assistance.
“You were an obstacle, and one that he was all too willing to knock down as long as he got the chance to take me out.” Either that, or the firethrower would’ve hurt him just enough to attempt to drag him back to the Brotherhood where they could try to pry information out of him. Risky, especially if they didn’t have a way of dampening his powers, so his guess was death would’ve been the preferred option.
Lucan, like the rest of the mutants in hiding, depended on the larger network, on its support and the donations it received. But he wasn’t going to explain that to the woman. Instead, he focused on the fact that walking was proving difficult for her, each step causing a grunt or groan. And at the rate they were moving, it was going to take too long for them to get to the motel, making them easy targets in the meantime. So he simply stopped in his tracks, stating, “We need to move faster, and you need help if we’re going to do that. So let me help.”
Allie let out a heavy sigh, looking over at the man who’d just saved her. She thought she should be more thankful of her savior, but the frustration of losing her sleep place was outweighing that in her tired mind. “Well, sorry for being in the way, I guess.”
She continued to limp toward the main road, the light at the end of the dark alleyway. She pushed through the pain, trying to hide the hurt from the man. She let out a small hiss each time she put weight on her leg. When the man stopped, Allie limped a few more times before stopping and looking back. “What, you gonna carry me? I sure as hell can’t run, seeing as I can barely walk.”
Cisco backup 