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muserevival2015-04-23 11:54 am
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091.1. Muse Prompt: Lyrics
"When did the rain become a storm?
When did the clouds begin to form?
Yeah, we got knocked off course by a natural force
And we'll, we'll be swimming when it's gone."
• Beautiful Goodbye, Maroon 5
Today, the treadmill was doing nothing to relieve Barry’s stress and frustration. The worst part was, he knew it was all his own making. After deciding mutually Felicity that they were “perfectly perfect” for each other but it wasn’t meant to be because their hearts were still tethered elsewhere, it turned out it was a temptation too strong to resist. For Barry, it was like, once the notion that they could be a perfect match was planted in his mind, he couldn’t ignore it… and he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her.
So, he took the plunge and they started dating on the hush. Mostly on the hush. He was pretty sure Caitlin and Cisco suspected, but they hadn’t pried. Prying would have been tempting, but also very low down on the priority list with everything else going on. And it had worked. It really had. His speed meant he could pop over to see her whenever he felt like it, and their dating life was probably more sound than many couples who lived under the same roof. The metahuman thing definitely had perks.
Then all of a sudden, things just got really crazy and Barry was feeling like he couldn’t keep up. His head was spinning and day after day, he was having to try to run faster on the spur of the moment to save the city, save people, save his own sanity. He seriously now knew how Forrest Gump felt. But he was left completely and utterly reeling when it came to light that Wells was the Reverse Flash and had been the one to murder his mother. It wasn’t something he could just pick himself up and dust himself off from. His world began to feel like it was crumbling under him all over again. As if the rest of his life hadn’t already been trying to pick up the pieces and be normal.
He was never going to be normal again. He learned that very soon after discovering his powers. What he had been with Felicity was happy, and content, and loved back for a change. That was a really nice, infectious change he had gotten used to so easily, that now it was over, left a huge void inside him… and gaping, painful wound in his heart. He found himself barely noticing Iris’ presence, and his focus had shifted from crushing on her to trying to keep Eddie from spilling the beans to her, just for Joe’s peace of mind. It wasn’t about feelings for Iris anymore. It was all about feelings for Felicity.
Those feelings which had led to him going to visit her and painfully ending things. Not because it wasn’t working, but because it was. Life had gotten tough and scary, and he hadn’t been able to find a momentum where he remained happy and content with Felicity when he was constantly terrified that being a target for vindictive murderous metahuman after metahuman would put her in grave danger. It had already put literally everyone he cared about in danger… Iris, Joe, Caitlin, Cisco, Eddie, Ronnie. They were all extremely lucky to still be alive, due to nothing more than sheer dumb luck and the random success of his powers. It could all have just as easily gone the other way.
He ended up stumbling off the treadmill and shutting it off to sit down on it it, shoulders slumped and head hanging as he worked to catch his breath again. The sweat was pouring off him, and he probably smelled less than appealing right now. A hand was swiped over his face and then he was just simply shaking his head to himself because he didn’t know what his next move was supposed to be. It hadn’t helped having Felicity show up with her new boyfriend. He hadn’t at all meant to be a jealous prick in the process… at least not such a transparent one. What it meant was she was unavailable now. Gone. Moved on. He didn’t have the subconscious security blanket he had been clutching to since he broke up with her that maybe she would still be there when things got better.
If they got better.
It didn’t look like they would any time soon. It was for the best. But that didn’t mean he didn’t still love her, care about her, want her near him, miss her, wish that they could be a normal couple. She blamed him for the break-up. Couldn’t see the reasoning behind it. But what could he do? He tried to explain the best he could, but he knew that, no matter what their good intentions were to help, no one knew what it was like to run in his shoes, to have his past, to suddenly have no guaranteed future.
Hell, he didn’t wish Felicity any ill-will or pain, but this was the only way he could cope with everything right now. His focus on trying to keep Iris out of harm’s way just for the sake she was present because of him had nearly turned into catastrophe in the past. He had been distracted, made silly mistakes when he thought too quick with his heart and not with his head. And it was different with Felicity. It was more with her. He would do whatever it took to keep her safe, alive, well, happy.
But that didn’t mean he just stopped loving her. In fact, he was starting to wonder if it just made him love her even more. If this was the epitome of “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” than it was a completely cruel metaphor, if ever there was one. He just couldn’t believe it was a wrong choice. The wrong choice would have been to keep her in the crosswires of harm, and he just wouldn’t be able to live with himself if anything happened to her.
For Barry/Felicity AU: Felicity used with permission.
BARRY ALLEN
the flash (tv series)
When did the clouds begin to form?
Yeah, we got knocked off course by a natural force
And we'll, we'll be swimming when it's gone."
• Beautiful Goodbye, Maroon 5
Today, the treadmill was doing nothing to relieve Barry’s stress and frustration. The worst part was, he knew it was all his own making. After deciding mutually Felicity that they were “perfectly perfect” for each other but it wasn’t meant to be because their hearts were still tethered elsewhere, it turned out it was a temptation too strong to resist. For Barry, it was like, once the notion that they could be a perfect match was planted in his mind, he couldn’t ignore it… and he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her.
So, he took the plunge and they started dating on the hush. Mostly on the hush. He was pretty sure Caitlin and Cisco suspected, but they hadn’t pried. Prying would have been tempting, but also very low down on the priority list with everything else going on. And it had worked. It really had. His speed meant he could pop over to see her whenever he felt like it, and their dating life was probably more sound than many couples who lived under the same roof. The metahuman thing definitely had perks.
Then all of a sudden, things just got really crazy and Barry was feeling like he couldn’t keep up. His head was spinning and day after day, he was having to try to run faster on the spur of the moment to save the city, save people, save his own sanity. He seriously now knew how Forrest Gump felt. But he was left completely and utterly reeling when it came to light that Wells was the Reverse Flash and had been the one to murder his mother. It wasn’t something he could just pick himself up and dust himself off from. His world began to feel like it was crumbling under him all over again. As if the rest of his life hadn’t already been trying to pick up the pieces and be normal.
He was never going to be normal again. He learned that very soon after discovering his powers. What he had been with Felicity was happy, and content, and loved back for a change. That was a really nice, infectious change he had gotten used to so easily, that now it was over, left a huge void inside him… and gaping, painful wound in his heart. He found himself barely noticing Iris’ presence, and his focus had shifted from crushing on her to trying to keep Eddie from spilling the beans to her, just for Joe’s peace of mind. It wasn’t about feelings for Iris anymore. It was all about feelings for Felicity.
Those feelings which had led to him going to visit her and painfully ending things. Not because it wasn’t working, but because it was. Life had gotten tough and scary, and he hadn’t been able to find a momentum where he remained happy and content with Felicity when he was constantly terrified that being a target for vindictive murderous metahuman after metahuman would put her in grave danger. It had already put literally everyone he cared about in danger… Iris, Joe, Caitlin, Cisco, Eddie, Ronnie. They were all extremely lucky to still be alive, due to nothing more than sheer dumb luck and the random success of his powers. It could all have just as easily gone the other way.
He ended up stumbling off the treadmill and shutting it off to sit down on it it, shoulders slumped and head hanging as he worked to catch his breath again. The sweat was pouring off him, and he probably smelled less than appealing right now. A hand was swiped over his face and then he was just simply shaking his head to himself because he didn’t know what his next move was supposed to be. It hadn’t helped having Felicity show up with her new boyfriend. He hadn’t at all meant to be a jealous prick in the process… at least not such a transparent one. What it meant was she was unavailable now. Gone. Moved on. He didn’t have the subconscious security blanket he had been clutching to since he broke up with her that maybe she would still be there when things got better.
If they got better.
It didn’t look like they would any time soon. It was for the best. But that didn’t mean he didn’t still love her, care about her, want her near him, miss her, wish that they could be a normal couple. She blamed him for the break-up. Couldn’t see the reasoning behind it. But what could he do? He tried to explain the best he could, but he knew that, no matter what their good intentions were to help, no one knew what it was like to run in his shoes, to have his past, to suddenly have no guaranteed future.
Hell, he didn’t wish Felicity any ill-will or pain, but this was the only way he could cope with everything right now. His focus on trying to keep Iris out of harm’s way just for the sake she was present because of him had nearly turned into catastrophe in the past. He had been distracted, made silly mistakes when he thought too quick with his heart and not with his head. And it was different with Felicity. It was more with her. He would do whatever it took to keep her safe, alive, well, happy.
But that didn’t mean he just stopped loving her. In fact, he was starting to wonder if it just made him love her even more. If this was the epitome of “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” than it was a completely cruel metaphor, if ever there was one. He just couldn’t believe it was a wrong choice. The wrong choice would have been to keep her in the crosswires of harm, and he just wouldn’t be able to live with himself if anything happened to her.
For Barry/Felicity AU: Felicity used with permission.
the flash (tv series)