{edit: This is an old "congratulations we reached a goal" thing I put together back in the day but I decided to keep it up because it was a fun thing I did with my friends and I thought people might still like to enjoy it}

Hey! So, I just noticed the number of reads just keeps going up and up and up so I just wanted to say thanks to everyone for taking the time to even consider reading this little ol fic of mine! You have no idea how much it means to me!! So, in order to celebrate I've decided to share some things my friends have made me.

First, a sick fic from my friend Rachel (MagicalLandofFoo )

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Whenever Dez got sick, she just holed herself up in her room. Everything that normally frustrated her was only amplified when she was sick. Just thinking about speaking to people irritated her. She had gone to bed last night with a scratchy throat and a pounding headache and woke up feeling a million times worse. Journeying outside her bedroom for medicine was out of the question. Dez had just stayed in bed and tried to go back to sleep. It didn't work. Her sickness prevented her from getting any sort of rest.

"Ms. Dunet," chimed Gideon, "Captain Hunter has called for a meeting in the bridge."

Dez groaned. "Rip can kiss my ass."

"I'm afraid he demands that everyone attend."

"Well too bad." Dez buried herself further into her covers.

"Ms. Dunet, I really insist."

"Shut up."

"If you say so."

"I do!" Raising her voice hurt her throat even more, and Dez winced. She just wanted to die in a hole. She had finally begun to doze off when her door opened and the lights came on. Dez immediately grabbed her pillow and shielded her eyes. "Go away."

"Rip sent me to get you," Mick replied.

"Tell him I died."

"That's not funny." His voice was closer.

"I told you to go away."

"We both know that ain't happening." He had to be standing right by her bed now.

Dez managed to peek out from her covers to glare at Mick.

He glared back. "Don't make me pick you up."

"Fuck you."

The covers were suddenly ripped off and cold air touched her skin. She shivered and glared at Mick again. He frowned at her.

"What?" Self-doubt filled her being. Was it her hair? Or her PJs? She hoped she hadn't fallen asleep in her clothes from yesterday. She didn't need that kind of judgement.

"You don't look good."

Anger. "I know."

"No, like, you look dead."

"Nothing new then." She turned away from him.

"You're sick, aren't you?"

She stayed facing away from him and crossed her arms in an attempt to warm herself. She didn't think Mick would figure out she was sick so quick. He was smarter than she realized. Give it to her to keep falsely judging her teammates.

"I'm taking you to the med-bay."

"Wh -" But she couldn't finish her statement before she felt strong arms lift her up. Instinctively, she grabbed onto Mick to keep her balance. Then she realized how intimate their position was. "I can walk," Dez insisted.

"Fine." He practically dropped her, and Dez barely caught herself.

She glared at him before walking towards the door. She went two steps before falling. The world had spun out of control as if she was on a roller coaster. Mick scooped her up again. Without a word, he brought her to the med-bay and set her on one of the seats. Dez avoided his gaze as Gideon scanned her. She was angry and embarrassed. If she had just been left to sleep, none of this would've happened.

"It appears Ms. Dunet has a bad case of the flu," Gideon informed. "Some antibiotics and rest should be enough to cure her." A bottle of antibiotics was given from a chute to Dez's right. Mick grabbed it and handed it to her.

"Take this. I'll ask Gideon if you did, so don't get any ideas. I'll tell Rip you're sick." He looked at her once more before leaving.

Dez laid her head back on the chair and sighed. She already hated this day. Eventually, she made her way back to her room. Everyone must have gotten the memo that she was sick since she wasn't bothered the rest of the day. She took some of Gideon's medicine before falling asleep.

Her protesting bladder woke her up. Dez angrily laid in bed, trying to go back to sleep, but the feeling only grew worse. She swore and lurched out of bed. She stumbled down the hall and to the bathroom. After she finished, she began to make her way back to her room. The walls suddenly tilted, and she could do nothing as she felt herself falling. Someone caught her and brought her back to her room. Dez was placed back in bed.

"Did you take the medicine?" Mick asked in annoyance.

"Yes," Dez huffed and pulled the covers over herself. She glanced at Mick to see him looking at her with a frown and furrowed brow. He almost seemed worried for her. He caught her looking at him and glared and stormed off. Dez didn't have the energy to figure any of that out right now. She felt like death. Before she knew it, she was dozing back off to sleep.

The next time she woke up, it was because she was hungry. She must be feeling better, then, if she had an appetite. Soon, she couldn't ignore her grumbling stomach and left her room once again. This time she easily made her way to the kitchen but paused when she saw Mick there. He felt her presence and looked up. Dez gave him an awkward smile and kicked herself for being incompetent. Why couldn't she just be socially normal? She walked over to one of the cabinets.

"You feeling better?" Mick asked.

Dez glanced at him. "Yeah, but I don't see why you care."

"What the hell does that mean?"

Dez grabbed a bowl and turned to him. "It means: Why do you care how I'm feeling?"

"Because you were sick," Mick answered, clearly not getting her meaning.

Dez sighed angrily and set the bowl down next to Mick louder than she meant. "Why do you care about me at all?"

"You're my friend," Mick told as if the answer was as obvious as 2 + 2.

She was taken aback. Dez knew Mick didn't consider a lot of people his friends. She never thought he'd consider her one of his.

"What?" he asked.

"I just didn't think you liked me."

He rolled his eyes as if dealing with a small child. "I know I'm an asshole most of the time, but I like you. And don't give me any of that 'I don't matter' bullshit because it won't change how I see you. It's too late, I'm your friend."

Dez blinked. She'd never had anyone call her a friend in this way. "You mean it? You're not just saying this to get something from me?"

Again, he rolled his eyes. "I say what I mean. When I want something, I'll tell you. Snart's the one with the fancy lies. I tell you what I think straight up."

Warmth spread in her chest. A good warmth. It was comforting and made her feel confident. Then she realized she was smiling.

Mick burped. "I'm done eating. See you tomorrow." Then promptly left.

Dez wasn't really sure what had just happened, but she knew she was happy. Maybe for the first time in years. How Mick had made her happy of all people, she'd never know. Dez just knew she had a good friend. Someone she trusted cared for her. She smiled until she went to bed that night.

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And next is an aesthetic and quote made by my friend Alec ( flarrow444 )

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Aren't they great? I love my friends so much. ❤❤ Y'all are awesome. Thanks again for the lovely work.

And while I was searching for their stuff this crossed my mind, so I'm gonna leak Dez's Earth 2 double's info

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Name: This of course stays the same. Deserey Dunet

Codename: This is different. Silica.

Story: This is mostly the same. She'll have battled with depression for most of her life, and she'll have gotten kicked out of her home...However, like most E-2 doubles Silica is evil.

She'll have murdered her ex husband when he left as well as her children when they decided not to stay with her. (Yeah, E-2 Dez is kind of a psycho.)

{Edit: Since rewriting this fic starting from Flash I've been debating whether or not Earth 2 Dez has a relationship with Zoom? Or maybe this idea where Dez doesn't exist in the multiverse but it's complicated so I dunno. Bottom line? I don't know what to do with Earth two. The multiverse isn't really my favorite aspect of arrowverse lmao}

Suit: Can't have a meta without a suit.

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That's all. I'll have the next chapter up soon! Love ya! Toodles! 😘😘

~ Elsie