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just-pineapple-responses · 3 years

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Just curious, how many shower thought (response) blogs are there? I just dived into this side of tumblr (not gonna make any posts its fun to read though) and I'm already losing my mind

Well there is

The. Literal. Sun.

Plasma...

S p a c e

ALL HAIL THE LIGHT

The void. It shall consume ALL.

A typewriter incase anyone wants to write their will before they die

Also some ink, not related to the typewriter

Also some words, I wonder who'll use them

A hat with no maker and a maker with no hat

The pen is mightier than the sword. It just so happens that this one is evil. Luckily I can summon multiple

Anyone order some coffee?

Ooo, an author

The literal embodiment if of fanart

A fork, nom noms

B҉ r҉ o҉ k҉ e҉ n҉

Soap

Soap(for hair)

Toothpaste

🄵🄰🅄🄲🄴🅃

Towel

Bath mat

Washcloth

Bathtub

Bathwater

𝔹𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕞𝕓

Bubblebath!

One (1) bath boi

Some M͓̽o͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ (anybody got some strong disinfectant?)

Nvm, the mold has already caused a plague (gettit?) (although user misspelled it)

Nevermind, there's already a parasite here

Mirror

Door!!!

Some curtains

A denim jacket

Blackout

Rainbow

✨ Magic ✨

*Tree poses to assert dominance*

Coconut

(obviously me)

I think popeye dropped a tin of spinch and it became sentient?

Tost

Hummus. dip tost?

Criss Cross applesauce

Wibbly wobbly Wibbly wobbly jellyo

Mmmm océan s o u p

Some poison, a great addition for my soup

Smol bean

Potat

Shower magpie who I haven't seen in a while

Bird (brain)

Frog(×2:Electric Boogaloo)

An axolotl!

Ferret

*looks at smudged writing on hand. Squints. * a raccoon

Stinky bastard man (I just had to put the two next to each other)

Rat.

Becometh crab 🦀 (x2: Electric Boogaloo)

Nya~

Edgy Nya~

Tripod of dog

Brain

Nina i found one of your neurons (if you understand this reference, good job you)

A rotted brain, keep it away before it infects us all, I only have 2 braincells left

Did... Did someone drop their spinal cord?

The almighty binch

The titanic

Narrator

Water based introspection

Existential crisis

Dumbass

Also a pacifier (get it because they're also called dummies and their name is dummy)

A foolish thought to say a sorry sight join the shower community (as you can tell we did Shakespeare in English so many times i pretty much can recite everything lady macbeth said)

ADHD

Ominous

Anonymous

Anxious 🥺👉👈

Some edgy bastard

A person of culture I see (although obsessed with tweed for some reason)

1 Dapper boi

Sarcastic

nice

All smiles and sunshine

HAPPY! (why isn't there yellow 😔)

Affection (Derogatory) (I'm sorry I just felt like it)

~Petty~

Idiot

Disaster

Chaos and Order

Comebacks

'vanishing'

Defences

Threatened

Op is on drugs

All the F s

And F-general

Get out of the shower

Shower responses

Dry

The horny and the simp

Shower sins

Thower shoughts

I take quick showers

Shower thots

Last responder *countdown music*

You have shower thoughts?

Your shower thoughts are stupid

Wtf shower thoughts

Another shower responder

Just shower responses... responses

Response shower

NO SHOWER! only thought (×3)

Mmm, showery

Penny for your thoughts?

Hello darkness my old friend...

Llawyer

Beepbeep

Prussia

Haywire!!!

furry OwO

A Pigeon got in through the door, who left it open?

I'm feeling devious

You're looking glamorous, let's get mischievous, and polyamorous

Gay is stored in the ass

Gay

Trans

*opens door and walks through with you exaggeratedly* Fellas we got the whole LGBTQIA+ community right here

Enby

Hahaha gender go brrr

Lesbian

Lesbian-thot

Lust

Someone who thinks it funny to clown around

Joker (derogatory)

Haha straight

Dead inside

Some supervillain idk

News. Literally a shower news style responses

I cannot believe that I forgot Her Greatest Majesty, the Queen. All Hail Royal

Isaac newton?

M megamind?

Fiftieth

Crackhead

Some Phoenix Wright kinnie

What is a Dean Winchester and why does he have a tentacle fetish?

Well well well, if it ain't a homestuckian

Did someone kill/rob The Doctor or something, their TARDIS was left behind and its blocking my pretzels that I left in the shower

Mined crafts uwu

Well well well, if it ain't- *accidentally makes eye contact and is then killed by some unknown shadowy creature holding what seems to be some sort of cube of dirt*

GOTTA GO FAST

Mishamishamishamishamishamishamisha

Gen Z and ready to throw hands with OP

Not puki

Nom noms

Dip dap

Kensa

B͓̽u͓̽n͓̽g͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ..........

Someone broke their space bar or something

It's time to d-d-d-d-d-dshower

The magical deity of sleepovers

DON'T FALL ASLEEP. NO MATTER WHAT THEY TELL YOU-

The muffin man genuinely left drury Lane for this

Txmblr

Moonlit nights on a winters day, stars glimmering gently

A child?

🟥

The fae. Just all of them. Every single one.

Crocus? (What on earth does that mean)

*sings* baba blacksheep have you any wool? Because if not you will be killed (this fits the tune perfectly. If not I have failed in everything)

The theatre itself is here... Somehow

Ahoy-hoy

boo

REEEE- *epic geometry dash gameplay to DanTDM's old intro music*

Yardale, not to be mistaken for riverdale and differs to lawn ale or front porch ale or even meter ale

I'll finish this list later

It's gonna be a long one folks

I'm including a ones that haven't spoken since ages ago because

Boy howdy there's new ones tell me who I'm missing now

Please stop thank you very much this is too many i keep having to add to this any new responder must kill a responder to continue the purge shall claim y'all as I will win i recently started watching Danganronpa

Seriously though everyone after mirror must have a battle royale it's too much i doubt all of you will even last longer than today also happy birthday me -dated:28th- do you even realise what sort of commitment you've made to sell pieces of your soul for entertainment and ability to make such epic retorts each and every post?! I sacrifice many souls DAILY to be throwing such bangers into this stuff y'know?

We have a tap guys we can finally wash our hands of all the blood of our enemies

Seriously though who left the door open I don't want a Pigeon pecking at me (the mishapocalypse got them lol)

So many responders so little time before the end of the world

If I'm missing someone please tell me very thank

There are not enough colours for me to assign a different one to each person 😔 also, wtf is on there twice on purpose

WorldHealthOrganisation IS MISSING (note: you may have a joke in place of name or under a category of names)

So there's lore without me?

ALL HAIL THE LIGHT *moth noises*

Okay now there's alternate timeline versions of responders for the benefit of myself they ain't going on the list bud

There is an incorrect role play blog quotes blog and I am crying. Not of laughter. Just wiuwhdhsjhshjxjabjsjdhdjsj

If any new people join I will go back to causing shower wars for the sake of killing you all I'm done I have snapped my laptop is updating 3 times in a row

I will commit crimes.

Does being a shower responder or role-playing seem encouraging to people to join this "community"? Because I'm pretty sure it's the latter

#ShowerThoughts blogs #Asks #As you can see I'm trying to organise in order of inanimate to animal to concepts to water else #*whatever else #And now rp blogs wow

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araingirl · 3 years

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Firegirl: Her actions

“Sal,” A honeyed pitch which was fake and sarcastic enough, of course, chimed in her semi-conscious ears, being louder bit by bit, “Open your eyes, little girl. See, death is roaming all around you. Now, what are you going to do?”

Gradually, she lifted her heavy eyelids, ignoring the throbbing pain hovering in her neurons. Not a complete liar Carlos was, she found herself on a chair with her wrists tied to the handles. The room was lit with eye-dazzling, cheap sodium lamps which was a threat to her onyx orbs. She was surrounded by five or six people, all dressed in black and covering their eyes with black glasses. Carlos, their boss, was smirking at her, already guessing that he’d won it.

“You wanted to finish me,” He simpered, “And I have brought you here to finish you. See how desperate death is to put you in her jaw, expanding her claws from all the directions! Just look!”

The redhead raised her head as her lipstick-coated scarlet lips wore a smirk too. She chortled, “You’re scaring death of death? So cute, Carlos, isn’t it?”

“Huh?” Carlos was confused, “Have you gone crazy, seeing your death in front of your eyes?”

“You’re right, death is hovering in this room in front of my eyes,” She glanced all over the room, “But it’s not mine. Rather, I’m seeing your demise!”

Carlos growled, unable to look at his comrades. Salima continued, “What did you think? You all have caught and brought me here? No, Carlos, no. I myself have come here making you my rides. This tigress just wanted to see where the abode of the jackals is.”

“WHAT?!”

“Yes,” The redhead nodded, not removing her eyes from the black-haired guy, “At first, I’ll smash your forehead. Then the right, after it the left. At last but not at least, blowing up both of your bodyguards, I’ll send you to hell.”

“You bitch!” He seethed, picking up a pair of pliers from a metal tray kept on the table, “Lil girl, you have no idea what I am gonna do with you.”

The jaws of the pliers shared a hi-five as he turned to the woman tied to the chair, “What do you think about me?”

Approaching her, he firmly grasped her hair. She hissed but didn’t let him know that it was painful. Fixing his eyes under the specs on her, he muttered, “You’ll carry out a destruction and I’ll clap, seeing your performance? Never!”

“Cling!”

Out of nowhere, a pair of penknives came out from the heels of the redhead. Salima’s forehead pounced the temple of Carlos just like a head in a football match. The pliers dropped from his hands, he had to retreat in pain. From her sitting position, she threw a kick at the face of the killer who had been by the right side of Carlos. He twirled, so did Salima, in the opposite direction after standing up. Two persons were about to come to him but she blew them away with a pair of side-kicks, one by one. Booting the fourth who was before him, she ran back with the chair, guessing the presence of the fifth behind her. Blocking his feet to the ground under the leg of the seat, the redhead curved her head behind, presenting him with a nice head bump. A concussion he got, not able to see everything clearly for solid 60 seconds.

Utilizing the same minute, Salima kicked on the pliers which were right by her toes. When it jumped, she caught it with a hand effortlessly. The jaws of it caught the ropes which were binding her right wrist and severed them. The same person rushed towards her but she again made a distance between them with a thrust by her elbow and freed another wrist too, with the same pliers. Her right leg was in air like a ballerina’s. At the next second, the penknife from its heel pierced the vocal cord of the assaulter behind her. Seeing the dead body of his comrade clashing with the floor, Carlos pulled out a pager and screamed, “Come here! Soon!”

Salima wasn’t in the mood of notice that. Blocking two upper and lower punch of another, she fisted at his guts. After it, she tumbled, the switchknife of her left heel penetrated his temple. Wheeling back, she discovered the third galloping at her but never gave him the chance. Clutching his arms, she lifted the same leg in the air. The knife stepped in his throat, blood gushed out. When she pulled out the weapon, only, a lifeless figurine collapsed on the surface.

When Carlos noticed that the situation wasn’t in his favor anymore, dropping the pager, he himself charged at her. Once again, like previous, her lower arms moved horizontally and surpassed his boots as well as fists. One of her heels met his eyes as his back met the ground. Blood dripped from his nostrils and mouth. Pushing her blowing scarlet hair back, Salima started striding like a hungry tigress towards him, crossing her legs.

“Bitch!” He cursed, while retreating despite being unable to stand up, “You...you again broke my nose?”

Taking a mallet from the same tray, she headed towards Carlos. Stretching a palm and shaking his head left and right, the fallen guy kept pleading to her for his dear life but when did the fire start having mercy? Yet, unknowingly, her onyx orbs were also sparkling with tears of the same pain which she had been hiding under the mask of wrath and vengeance for the last four years. Before her eyes, only the negative image of a young man was floating who was mercilessly being shot by countless bullets. Blood dripped from the sieves made on his chest too. In her memory, he was feeling the same physical agony, maybe, more than Carlos. The bullets didn’t spare him too even when he fell on the ground.

Her lips wobbled, she couldn’t control her hand. The mallet descended on the skull of the black-haired man, producing a loud sound. It kept falling at the same place, again and again. Crimson fluid sprang like a fountain, drenching her cheeks but she didn’t care. Flaming tears were burning them at the same time. The blood-freezing, earsplitting screeches of the guy who was going through the pangs of death couldn’t bother her. Seeing the blood, her eyes were getting cooled. She was attaining some peace in her heart after a long time.

“Tock tock! Tock tock!”

However, the knock at the door of the chamber made her stop the rampage. Though she was still convulsing, she knew when to halt. The lifeless form of Carlos was captured in her eyeballs as she turned back, satisfied. Though the door was closed from inside, the persons who were knocking could break it anytime. Leaving the mallet, she quickly slid her hands into the pockets of the dead body which came out with a wallet and a smartphone. At the same time, her pupils revolved all around the room. Discovering a sky window under the roof, she climbed on the chair and jumped like a spring. The glass shards, were shattered all around the corpse. Right after it, the bodyguards having pistols entered the chamber after breaking the door successfully, yet, futilely.

From the roof, she jumped on one of the sunshades, then landed on the concrete lawn, not having a single scratch on her body. Like the same tigress pose, she was walking after pressing a red button of a remote...

“BANG!”

Immediately, the building behind her detonated, flames roared across the sky but she didn’t look back, keeping striding in the same way as if nothing had happened...

Firegirl she was, habituated to these things. Why to bother, huh?

...........

@goldenglowofamber how’s the teaser, girl? :P

#Firegirl #RayXSalima #RaySal

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next-time-on-the-reverse · 5 years

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Do you miss her? - Eobard Thawne

A/n: This is a follow up piece to ‘Want to know?’ and I hope you all enjoy. Possibly a little to angsty, but I’m content with it.

“Do you miss her?” Nora inquired. The question had been posed with innocence; there had been no trickery in that second as she pulled herself to the furthest wall opposite him and fell back against it. She watched him with caution as he did the same. Their body language almost identical as they imitated each other. In Eobard’s mind, a car crash was happening; his neurons had ceased all functions. Bringing up the past – or at least that part of his past – was difficult.

“Everyday” He mumbled into his palms. He could still feel the light graze of her fingers against the back of his hand. It was his mind defending itself in that second as the harsh pang of regret stabbed his gut. He had never truly grieved her loss. Each time he had tried - it had been too much. The feelings had overpowered his logical mind and let the beast inside him tear free. He almost killed a family in cold blood the day he’d found out. He remembered the look in the father’s face as he punched his son. The way the feeble body of the boy almost fell limp in his hands as blood oozed from his wounds. He let his emotions get the better of him and the consequences had been lethal.

“Did you tell her, when she was alive?” Nora questioned. His jaw tightened at the words. The way they rattled in his brain. The answer was simple and yet, to finally confess – admit to anything unnerved him. It made everything all too real; the answer he’d give to the question would force him to accept it.

“No” He paused, “I didn’t tell her nearly enough. She- “He stopped. With a single movement he lifted himself from the wall and turned to look out the window. The light reflected off his face and perfectly shielded Nora from seeing any unshed tear. “She was the only one who understood, even after everything I did. She understood.”

He could still remember when she’d arrived at his cell in the pipeline. His form still the same as it was now, albeit a little younger and hair better kept. She wore a smaller smile as she’d stood before the glass, one hand hesitantly reaching forward. He’d copied her movements, and briefly it reminded him of some romantic film they’d both watched together in the months before.

“I used to dream that one day I could bring her to my time, we’d live somewhere secluded, away from the chaos and the misery. She was the one person I would have given up all this for.” A smile ghosted across his features, his body turning as he continued. “Tell me, Nora, was she still - does she – “

“She kept the ring; it was the reason my dad stopped talking to her. They cut her from the team” Nora informed him. A short sigh left Eobard; it wasn’t surprising. Barry despised him and everyone who came into contact with the man. To the West-Allen family, Thawne was a parasite. “They were mad at me when I told them I’d been back in time. It just sort of slipped out. I went to her funeral. Three other people showed up.”

Three. He hid his anger the best he could as he clenched his fist. The woman had saved hundreds of lives, helped a dozen more and three people and a stranger attended her burial. He’d missed it, in fact he’d missed everything. He hadn’t been there to save her; he hadn’t kept her shielded from the danger. Instead he’d been captured and thrown into iron heights. He’d only found out what had happened to her when he’d asked his only other visitor about her.

“Did you love her?” Nora’s voice broke his mental barrier as he flipped through his thoughts. Like a deer in headlights he flicked his gaze to her.

“More than anything. I wanted- I never. I never said I loved her. Not once, in the years I knew her. I never told her how much she meant to me. I would have moved the sky and the sea to protect her. It’s my biggest regret, even now as my times running out. I’d give my life for five minutes with her.” He whispered.

After he’d finished the young speedster had gone. The information she’d gathered had been enough to suffice her curiosity.

Some time had passed since he heard the familiar crack, he could feel the speed force even behind the glass and yet he refused to move. His body remained held to the slab beneath him and his gaze staring at the ceiling. Nora had opened the still festering wounds, she’d infected his mind with the memories he’d stored away.

He wasn’t mad. He only had a few hours left in this world and nothing would have made him more content then the memory of the woman he loved.

‘Thawne?’ Nora’s voice echoed through his cell, his head barely lifting in acknowledgement of the girl. In a few minutes she’d state why she had returned and then a couple more minutes after he’d give her his advice she’d leave again. He’d tally it up to the curse of being a speedster. There wasn’t enough time to slow things down. Not properly.

‘Eobard?’ A second joined Nora, Thawne felt his heart freeze in his chest as he snapped his head to see the source. It was in that second that the once Villain showed his humanity. His eyes welled with tears as he tore himself free of the discomfort from his bed and practically ran at the glass.

There she stood, a confused smile playing on her lips and sincerity in her eyes. Eobard prayed, he begged for the glass to just disappear so he could hold her. Alas, that could never happen. He’d given up his freedom when they’d strapped the plating on his chest and thrown him into the room.

‘I can’t believe you’re here’ He whispered. ‘I missed you’ He added. Nora remained silent in Eobard’s moment of weakness. The young speedster had in fact disappeared into the shadow whilst Eobard and his love conversed.

‘Erm…Nora told me everything. Including the stuff, I wish I didn’t know.’ Her voice remained the same; even as her eyes gave away the facts. The tears she held hadn’t been from seeing him, not completely, but from the knowledge of her untimely demise. The speedster had given it away, to perhaps gain the woman’s trust.

‘She shouldn’t have told you’ He commented, ‘I’m sorry, I know we don’t have long but I need to tell you something. Something I should have said when I was with you. I should have said I love you more. I should have gone to those family reunion meals you hated so much, I should have held you tighter and I wish I had.’

‘It’s fine, I knew.’ She responded. In one confused flicker of a frown she continued. ‘I knew you loved me in the way you would keep me from the meta-humans and how you would hold my hand whenever you felt like it. You went to more of those family meet ups than any of my previous partners. And you held me tight enough that whenever I was wrapped in your embrace, I knew I was safe. You made me feel like the most loved person in the world and you didn’t have to say it. I never expected it. Just knowing you were there was and will always be enough. I could lose everyone because I know and will always know I have you.’

#eobard thawne imagines #eobard thawne imagine #eobard thawne x reader #the reverse flash x reader #the reverse flash imagines #eowells x reader #eowells imagine #the flash imagine #the flash imagines

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