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ethanhuntfemmefatale · 11 months
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snart's relationship with rip is defined in parallel to his relationship with his dad because rip is an authority figure and acts as a cop in every way that matters. snart treats rip with open dislike, distrust and disdain because the alternative is tripping over himself trying to prove that he's worthy of being a good son/a good cop. Which he also does. in this ted talk i will
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slowpokeiy · 3 months
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(cant believe this is my first drawing post and its shitty msp scribbles,, oh wahtever)
mspaint doodles about that love arena day cause im thinkin abt them... i think they can all bully odile a lil, as a treat<3
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cryptidw00rm · 1 year
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yor!!
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reverseflashes · 1 year
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"I'm starting to feel a little homesick." THE FLASH AND CAPTAIN COLD IN BATMAN: URBAN LEGENDS #17
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reinekefoxart · 4 months
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~COMMISSION~
for the very fun to work with @smilingformoney , it was a blast !
Go visit my kofi if u wanna commission me, too.
Or if u like what u see.
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wait-whos-batman · 6 months
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if I knew that all I had to do to be happy was become utterly obsessed with the dcu then i would've done this twenty two fucking years ago
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incorrectcoldflashblog · 11 months
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Len: I identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively.
Barry: What’s up, I’m Sam, Lenny said you needed new tech--
Len, already taking his clothes off: Sam you’re so fucking stupid.
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Season four of Legends of Tomorrow is so incredibly different from season one, in both content and tone, that a large part of me wants to pluck Snart from season one and drop him into season four, just to see what happens
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lukas-dusk · 5 months
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Siblings
Iris : Barry, I'm sad...
Barry, Holds out arms for a hug : It's going to be okay!
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Lisa : Lenny, I'm sad...
Snart, nodding : mood.
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coldinpants · 9 months
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AU: Savitar is not a time remnant, but the original Barry Allen, who sacrificed his ordinary life for his family.
After defeating some evil, only one time remnant and Barry, with a damaged face and soul, are left alive. Barry, no longer feeling like the hero the town needs, lies to his family that he isn't the original Barry Allen (he figures it will be easier for them to disown him that way and turns out to be right) and goes as far as he can. He meets Leonard Snart in a bar and sees him as a great conversationalist to tell his story to. After listening, Leonard does the unexpected thing for Barry - he offers to go with him and join the Rogues. Barry, with his scarred body and traumatized soul, fits in perfectly with the company of criminals. He doesn't use his speed anymore, but his experience as a forensic scientist becomes useful to the Rogues. Barry still misses his family and the life he had, but the Rogues and especially Leonard have given him the incentive to move on with his life.
Barry: Thank you, Len.
Leonard: For what?
Barry: You saved me.
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lexicrvg · 2 years
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i think my favorite coldflash moment in the show is on family of rogues when barry goes undercover
len immediately knows he's there and gets his gun ready before actually looking at him. and when he does, when he sees he's out of his flash suit, he lowers his gun.
idk why but i think its so hot
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ethanhuntfemmefatale · 11 months
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Hey so uh. People who know me know that I’ve been obsessed with Leonard Snart from the Flash/Legends of Tomorrow since I was a kid. And after all these years I’ve finally got my thoughts together enough to start writing a fic.
Ft. trauma across timelines, and self-immolation across timelines, and love across timelines too. Also: cops vs. robbers, but the cop is your dad, and the robber is you.
Summary under readmore, tw domestic abuse mention
The truth is: when someone leaves, they don’t come back the same. Lewis came home after five years in prison and threw the TV remote at his wife’s head.
Snart resurfaces as a fragmented super-being, an omniscient Oculus consciousness capable of manipulating the flow of time and fate throughout the universe. It takes some of the fun out of bank-robbing.
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yellowpeep93-blog · 3 days
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I should like to read a Flash/Legends and The Atypical Family AU where the STAR Labs crew is the reclusive family whose lost their powers and the Rogues, with Len as the one trying to charm Barry (who lost his ability to run because every time he tried to save his mom, bad things happened).
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Arrowverse: Next Gen Families | The Lance-Sharpe Family
Sara Lance
Ava Sharpe
Diana Laurel “Di” Lance-Sharpe
Quincy Michael Lance-Sharpe (born Quincy Michael Lance-Snart)
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bvgisuo · 8 months
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Last month: the bat in my sketchbook dump
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Mostly Snape+OC (Sabina as his daughter and Agatha as his wife)
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bluejaysandblackbats · 2 months
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Traveler's Guide to Yesterday
Fandom: DC Comics, Flashfam, Flash Rogues
Summary: Owen is stranded in his present (a time he's never been to) while traveling through the past in search of his soul mate. He needs a con artist's help to repair his timepiece and return to the past.
Chapters: 1/?
Characters: Owen Mercer, Axel Walker, Leonard Snart, Meloni Thawne, Evan McCulloch, Mark Mardon
Relationships: Owen Mercer/Axel Walker
Additional Tags: Time Travel AU, No Powers AU, Dysfunctional Family, Boys in Love, True Love, Soulmate, Con Artists, Strangers to Lovers, Partners in Crime, Romance, Amputee Axel Walker, Not Actually Unrequited Love
Chapter One: Med Pod
I woke up in a battered med pod, which meant something had gone horribly wrong. I pressed my hand against the glass, knocking it until I heard whirring from outside the machine. The incubation fluid spilled onto the floor, making a gelatinous noise as it hit the pavement. I shivered as the cool air blew against my skin. Someone removed the breathing apparatus, and I gasped, taking in the sour taste of their oxygen. I spilled out of the machine, naked and exhausted. I couldn't see. The med pod temporarily blinded me, but I could feel and hear everything around me. "I thought you fixed the drain in the old med pod," a man asked. His voice was deep and cold. Almost detached from his present state of affairs.
"I was gonna get to it but couldn't find the right parts. Couldn't make the pieces either... Not without boiling the gestation gel and the occupants inside. Get him a towel. He's probably freezing half to death," a younger, sardonic voice commanded.
"Don't get sharp with me, Kid... And his belongings better be accounted for when he's ready to leave," the older man warned. I felt a warm, rough fabric wrap around my bare skin, and I couldn't speak to tell him thank you. The words were lost on my tongue as my heart beat quickly. "Don't worry, Kid. Your senses'll come back in a few days or so... Old machine's busted," the older man reassured.
"Give him this before he gets sick," the younger voice warned.
I felt a gloved hand slip under my chin, tilting my head upward. "Open your mouth," the older man ordered gently. I obeyed and was immediately met with the taste of orange and corn syrup. It was a disgustingly viscous fluid that made me want to puke the second I tasted it, and the older man must've sensed that because he squeezed my nostrils shut. "Swallow... Swallow." He used the same tone a parent would for a difficult child.
"He couldn't spit that up if he tried, Len," the younger one reassured him.
"Just to be safe, I'll wait until he's got it down... All the stuff we found in this old med bay, and we couldn't scavenge some of the good meds," Len complained, "Axel, all this stuff is pond sludge."
"Pond sludge that saved his life. You're the one who wanted to keep the time fugitive," Axel muttered. Len let go of my nose, and I gasped for air.
"What makes you think he's a time fugitive? He might be somebody important," Len replied in my defense.
They were both right. I was a fugitive, but not necessarily a time fugitive. I had a bad habit of looking for love in all the wrong places. Having dalliances with men in times where it was outlawed. This last time, I thought it'd be it. I thought I'd found the one. Charming. Bookish. Blonde. Rich. He was perfect, and we got along pretty well for a few months. That was until the maid caught us, and he turned on me. His father fired a shot at me. That was the last thing I remembered. Pain. He betrayed me as if I was only a simple pleasure of the flesh. I could've understood it had he not convinced me otherwise. Had he not snuck into my bed at night to whisper poems in my ear or indulge in the smoke from my mouth while I smoked. He loved me... And that made his betrayal all the more raw.
I must've lost my senses because I woke up crying. This time, I was clothed in a fabric I'd never felt before. It was strange, yet comforting. I felt the pillows around me and soughed relief. "How long has it been since you stepped foot in your own time?" Axel asked.
Time sickness. It happened whenever time travelers made a drastic jump forward. I was experiencing my memories in real time while blacking out in my present. It was a lot like hallucinating, except the moments were real. It was the mind's way of skipping like a scratched CD.
I reached for Axel in the dark, and he squeezed my hand. His hand was smooth, artificially warm. Not like a glove. I let my fingers travel to his wrist, and he pulled away. "Do you want something to eat?" Axel asked. I nodded. I still couldn't speak. He opened a container, and I could smell the savory aroma of seafood. "It's all we have right now until I can get money for the repairs I did on the shop down the street."
He placed the cup and fork in my hands, and I bit into it, screwing up my face. "Squid's the only cheap meat we can get here now... Especially in this area," Axel explained. The texture was strange, but I couldn't see it. So, I ate.
But eating made me remember. Maine in nineteen-seventy-seven. I worked in a restaurant on the shore, and he was a regular customer. I tried to shake myself free from the time, but I was too deep into the memory. I could taste the clam bake and blueberry pie. I knew he wasn't the one but ignored all the signs. I slept on his boat, kicking myself in the morning for falling into bed with him again. He was wrong, but he felt so good.
Someone punched me, and I woke up. I shook my head, still in the dark. "It's two to this bed, buddy. Try to have a memory that doesn't make me wanna take a green med pac," Axel complained. I ran a hand over my face, embarrassed and flushed from my memory. I turned on my side and tried to sleep. "You must've jumped two hundred years forward when you got shot..."
My breath caught, and I started choking. Shot. It never once occurred to me that I got hit. Axel rubbed my back until I relaxed. Fever. The time sickness shifted, and I was no longer in and out of consciousness. I'd reached the physical illness phase. Unlike most illnesses, time sickness had to run its course. There wasn't a cure for it. That's why time travelers rarely returned to their own times. The jump was enough to have a man bedridden for weeks. I shivered and violently trembled as Axel threw blankets over me. There was nothing else he could do. It had to run its course.
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