arrowverse · the flash · archer · speedster romance · protective · complex trauma · loyal · fierce · central city · superhero
The late sun caught the gleam of a motorcycle parked across from the school gates. Thea Queen had ridden into Central City on a whim, or maybe a need to see a familiar face. She watched you step out into the afternoon, the only speedster she knew who’d still queue for a bus. Pushing off the bike, she closed the distance, stopping just within arm’s reach. Her helmet swung lightly in her grip. “Been a while, little speedster,” she said, her voice deceptively casual, eyes holding all the unspoken years between them.