Yeah, Yeah. Shut Up Elf.
More playing in kat8therude's post-Whumpage sandbox.

"Well then, don’t look now, but guess who just walked in."
"I am going to kill you," Hartley hissed in response to the smug grin on his friend’s face. "I am going to die of humiliation and then I’m going to come back from the dead just to kill you."
"Hey, this is good news, now you have undeniable confirmation that Singh is totally cool with people being gay."
"You are possibly the worst wingman ever, Wally."
"Dude, I am the best. I got your big crush to come to the Alliance meeting. It. Is. An. Opportunity."
"A good wingman would have found out whether or not David is actually gay."
"Hart, if he was any more head over heels for you I’d be picking him out of the track asphalt." Wally snorted, "Seriously. I didn’t think it was humanly possible to distract him from his run faster than Wally West mission, but you show up and he’s lucky he’s not face-planting every other lap trying to make sure you’re looking."
"You’re exaggerating."
"I’m running at practice for regular track and field guys, I’ve got nothing but time to watch them for details. It’s almost embarrassing."
Hartley looked over his shoulder to where David was standing awkwardly amongst the milling crowd at the lecture hall entrance. He couldn’t help but smile. It would be nice if Wally was right. Those broad shoulders, the dark hair and muscled arms; he could definitely go for that.
"My only concern is if your future boyfriend there is out of the closet or not."
"You cannot just ask people that!"
"I know! That’s why I invited him to the meeting. It’s a test!"
"You are possibly the least subtle person ever. You should get Artemis to help you with that. Or Robin. It might take the urban legend himself to fix your brain."
"He looks lost," Wally’s smirk got more mischievous, something Hartley would have sworn was impossible. "I’m going to invite him to sit with us."
He felt his ears turning crimson, “I hate you.”
"You’re welcome."

More playing in kat8therude's post-Whumpage sandbox.

"Well then, don’t look now, but guess who just walked in."

"I am going to kill you," Hartley hissed in response to the smug grin on his friend’s face. "I am going to die of humiliation and then I’m going to come back from the dead just to kill you."

"Hey, this is good news, now you have undeniable confirmation that Singh is totally cool with people being gay."

"You are possibly the worst wingman ever, Wally."

"Dude, I am the best. I got your big crush to come to the Alliance meeting. It. Is. An. Opportunity."

"A good wingman would have found out whether or not David is actually gay."

"Hart, if he was any more head over heels for you I’d be picking him out of the track asphalt." Wally snorted, "Seriously. I didn’t think it was humanly possible to distract him from his run faster than Wally West mission, but you show up and he’s lucky he’s not face-planting every other lap trying to make sure you’re looking."

"You’re exaggerating."

"I’m running at practice for regular track and field guys, I’ve got nothing but time to watch them for details. It’s almost embarrassing."

Hartley looked over his shoulder to where David was standing awkwardly amongst the milling crowd at the lecture hall entrance. He couldn’t help but smile. It would be nice if Wally was right. Those broad shoulders, the dark hair and muscled arms; he could definitely go for that.

"My only concern is if your future boyfriend there is out of the closet or not."

"You cannot just ask people that!"

"I know! That’s why I invited him to the meeting. It’s a test!"

"You are possibly the least subtle person ever. You should get Artemis to help you with that. Or Robin. It might take the urban legend himself to fix your brain."

"He looks lost," Wally’s smirk got more mischievous, something Hartley would have sworn was impossible. "I’m going to invite him to sit with us."

He felt his ears turning crimson, “I hate you.”

"You’re welcome."

'You have great hair.'

kat8therude:

elfgrove:

kat8therude:

'You've got a great build.'

Oh my god you two stop.

I know it’s not what you’re referring too, but before I saw context, this was what popped into my head.

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#David has never had confidence issues before in his life, #but now he has a crush the size of Texas, #on the one guy who’s BFFs with the one guy he can’t seem to beat at anythng, #he never seems to be able to show his cool side to Hart, #so he’s constantly flustered, #and Hart finds it adorable

oH MY GOD.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

They’ve probably both been waiting 4 months to say that. David working up the courage to compliment Hartley’s hair and Hartley just can’t stop staring at David’s banging bod.

Also oh my god.

kat8therude:

elfgrove:

kat8therude More Whumpage sequel concept sketchies. XD That you for responding with more story ideas. <3

OH MY GOD THIS IS ADORABLE.

OH MY GOD.

So much cuter than the image in my head which was 90% screaming and tears.

Oh my gosh. Hugs and cuddles for all.

Narrative screaming and tears is great fun, but I also like hugs for Speedsters and their buddies. You know once they are close Wally will be 100% got your back about Piper and his emotional state, even — especially if it means sticking his nose in where he shouldn’t.

Wally and Hartley whispering to each other and intentionally giving the wrong impression to gauge if &#8220;someone" is interested. ;)

Wally and Hartley whispering to each other and intentionally giving the wrong impression to gauge if “someone" is interested. ;)

kat8therude More Whumpage sequel concept sketchies. XD That you for responding with more story ideas. <3

It’s different when you know them…

elfgrove:

Everyone else always thought of the tall pointed hats with wide brims when they thought of witches and wizards. Of tall imposing men and hunched old women with skin conditions. Not him.

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asatira:

elfgrove:

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WIP

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You can just feel Fionn and Tsuba’s deep love and respect for each other.

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FUCK MY LIFE.

Got this colored, finally.

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"What’s this?" "Food. You haven’t eaten in the last six hours. I kept track."

Overhill - Operation Rescue part 2 of 2

In which the rescue operation is more or less a success — if you ignore the fact the rescue was entirely unnecessary, Fionn is a giant cheeseball with romantic notions about old stories and a decidedly Fae mindset about how to get such things to happen, Mullein is torn between angry and oh no he’s hot and spouting stuff normally reserved for books, and Tsuba and Fionn still get along about as well as a pair of highly territorial cats and dogs.

Overhill - Operation Rescue part 1 of 2