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Orangish Rays Filtered Through The Tall Windows And Thin Curtains. The Morning Light Through The Curtains

Orangish Rays Filtered Through The Tall Windows And Thin Curtains. The Morning Light Through The Curtains
Orangish Rays Filtered Through The Tall Windows And Thin Curtains. The Morning Light Through The Curtains
Orangish Rays Filtered Through The Tall Windows And Thin Curtains. The Morning Light Through The Curtains

Orangish rays filtered through the tall windows and thin curtains. The morning light through the curtains gave the loft a soft yet cozy glow. It was 7:13, and already the city was alive. Even from the height of the West-Allen loft, one could hear the hustle and bustle of Central City down below.

“What do we do?” Thea whispered. She sat beside Barry at the kitchen island, hands folded politely on the countertop. Despite her gracious appearance, she wore a fake smile.

Everywhere she looked there was a mess. Dustings of flour, cracked egg oozing yolk, and spilled milk. The wafts of smoke smelt of ash, not pleasantly, reminding her of a house burning to the ground.

“Let me handle this,” Barry responded. He gave Thea a high five before rounding the counter to speak with his wife. “Hey honey…”

Thea’d been staying with the West Allen’s for two weeks and had learned two things: One, Barry can cook; Two, Iris can not. Iris had only cooked once since she’d been invited to stay with them. But it only took once for her to learn Iris couldn’t make toast without charring it.

Thea held her hand to her face, the same one Barry had high-fived seconds ago. She could feel the electric nature of Barry’s meta DNA flooding her system.

Her eyes darted to Barry, who was too kind for his own good, trying gently to tell Iris she'd be much more content with cereal (or air).

I can fix this, she thought before disappearing in a blur.

One second the kitchen was a disaster zone, the next you’d have thought a whole team of cleaners had been through. Barry and Iris turn, a mix of shock and surprise painted on their faces.

Thea was sitting at the table, drinking a chilled glass of sparkling apple cider. An entire meal of food covers the table. French toast, eggs, bacon, hash browns, juice, and… hamburgers?

“Hey, hey Theadora whatcha-- whatcha got there?” Barry asked, gesturing toward the assortment of food spread across the dining area table.

“Food.”

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Warnings: none?

(I find myself using Abby Ryder Fortson a lot.) Okay my first ever oc! Yay. I have a text chain spanning the first three and a half seasons for this oc. For so long I haven’t known what to do with her. But now… Eventually I’ll make a short oneshot detailing her first encounter with Barry. Please, please ask questions about this oc. I have so much rant to get out. Now enjoy.

Now rewritten/updated

Theadora Noella-Eve Walker.

Noe was born on December 25th, at 12:01 am.

(One day I’ll write like a first chapter for this headcanon series.)

Thea met Barry at the Central City police department after being picked up for pickpocketing. (It wasn’t her fault.)

She’s a very shy child. Just crumples into a ball in a waiting chair while the officers decide her fate.

Then she meets Barry. She dropped her doll, he picked it up for her.

Barry notices how uncomfortable she is and decides to try to get her to relax.

He’s just his geeky self.

Thea laughs at his goofiness. But only the once, before hiding her head in her knees again.

But then Barry, he has to go back to work.

Just one moment can change everything.

Barry still a bit new to his powers and being well…himself has little impulse control. He offers to foster her upon learning she has no one else.

The first week she living with Barry she practically lived in the family room. Cause her room, Iris’s old room, is scary in the dark and she can form a nest under the coffee table.

This little miss, adores Iris and Joe, very dismissive of Eddie’s existence.

Constantly hungry.

Barry is actually quite patient with her since he remembers what it felt like to feel alone. Since his mother died.

She’s slow to trust, but still loveable peanut.

Thea is possessive of her things. After being on the streets with nothing. She’s protective. Like a Rottweiler puppy. (She has bitten Eddie.)

It’s suspected Thea has autoimmune issues.

Barry is an overprotective foster parent. As he continues to pursue superheroing he racks up a list of enemies. So his protectiveness is understandable.

First time she spells Barry’s name, she spells it Beary

For Christmas she went to a paint place with Iris and painted a heart. When Iris wasn’t looking she put her name on it. It was glazed and Iris never found out. So Thea gave Barry the painted heart for Christmas. She gave him Iris’s heart.

She loves camping, and astronomy. She’s a baby nerd.

Thea is no good sick. Barry isn’t happy when it happens either. She pouts about it for like an hour cause she hates being cooped up inside. Then she camps out in the living room and reads about stars. By the end of the day she’s usually sleeping while snuggling against Barry.

She doesn’t really like sports, she does like watching football with Joe. However, she’s smash at baseball.

Thea doesn’t understand snowball xghts and that your supposed to use soft snow. She uses ice.

After the episodes, “Tricksters” Barry decides, yep, he’s going to begin the long process to officially adopt Thea.

He runs the idea by Iris and she is fully supportive. Iris loves Thea.

Wells firmly suggests that Barry rethink his decision.

Thea passes out after dinner one night. And Barry in a state of panic rushes her to Star Labs.

Wells is strongly against the action.

Caitlin: “Well we know what’s wrong with Theadora.”

Cisco: “This kid is a nuclear reactor, who needs a crazy amount of fuel.”

She needs to eat more calories because like Barry she has a faster metabolism. A way faster metabolism.

You’re a meta-human Thea.


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Ser. Flowers on the Windowsill

Theadora and Nora

Ser. Flowers On The Windowsill
Ser. Flowers On The Windowsill

So like I made CW Flash oc and I want to write some imagines for her but like I have no ideas. So again I’d really appreciate is some of y’all would send in some ideas/request or just ask questions about my oc. It’d mean the world to me. Plus it lets me know what you like and what you don’t.

I’m just watching season 5 now so figured I’d write some head canon for Theo and Nora’s relationship through the fifth season.

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- By the time Nora formally introduces herself to team Flash, Theadora has been living at the loft with the Barry and Iris for two weeks. (I’m adding a second room in this au)

- She’s unaware of the couple’s intention of adopting her.

- Theadora isn’t present when Nora arrives at the West household during Jenna's welcome home party. She’s otherwise engaged elsewhere.

- She meets Nora for the first time in the Speed Lab.

- Theadora is quietly excited to meet someone from the future. However, Nora has no idea who Theadora, is and reacts somewhat coldly.

- It’s kind of worrying, at least for Thea, that Nora a person from the future doesn’t know who she is.

- When Theadora isn’t training, she gets to be a normal kid. Barry and Iris don’t want her engaging in real heroics until she’s much older.

- Nora may or may not be low key jealous of the relationship Theo has with her parents.

- When Nora stays with them she borrows Theadora’s room while Thea stays with Iris and Barry.

- For a time, Theadora and Iris bond over the fact that Nora seems to want nothing to do with either of them.

- Nora is sidelined to watch Thea (Joe is in Tibet with Jenna and Cecile, just returned to work.) Which allows each of the girls to get to know each other.

- This kid thinks Nora is the coolest.

- She picks up Nora’s hostile behavior toward Iris.

- “No. I don’t have to listen to you.”

- “Excuse me?”

- “Nora’s right was right. You are controlling.”

- Yeah, neither Iris and especially Barry are having her attitude. Thea is grounded, and it's decided the two need some space from each other for a bit.

- Theo later by accident learns of Nora’s partnership with Thawne and knows how upset it will make Barry.

- “Please, Theadora, you can’t tell dad.”

- “I’m not supposed to lie.”

- “Don’t think of it as lying think of it as a secret. A secret between… sisters.”

- She and Nora are still unaware of the couple’s intention of adopting Thea.

- Theo is already riddled with anxieties, keeping secrets for Nora just adds another one to the pile.

- The longer Thea holds on to the secret, the more irritable and distant she becomes.

- Despite this, Thea still cares for Nora a great deal.

- So much so she prevents Nora from entering Grace’s mind alone.

- Nora gets to see some of Thea’s memories while trying to avoid Grace’s subconscious defense system.

- “So this is what you are?”

- “Please, you can’t tell anyone. Promise? Promise!”

- “I Promise.”


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