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girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever

#fandom life

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Not super proud with this one :’D Definitly need to practice more legs and feet….and poses….and anatomy….oh and coloring xDD

#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash pic #sadsadsad #poor barry! #soulmate #you queued me! picard never queued me.

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I wish you’d write a coldflash Fic where Len gets kidnapped by a rival gang during a heist and Barry comes to his rescue and finds Len kinda beat up so he takes him home (NOT to star labs) and threats his wounds

I tweaked the prompt a little and it’s still long. In case you can’t tell, I live for angst lol.

“Whoa, dude! Where you going?”

“I think I’m gonna call it a night, actually, guys.” Barry sped into his apartment, not bothering to unlock the door, and hit the lights. He set Snart upright on his couch. The thief grimaced, still looking rather disoriented but the change of scenery, but said nothing. “It’s been a quiet night. And I, uh, have a case to look over for tomorrow.”

“Sure.” Cisco sounded a little skeptical (which was warranted, given how weak the lie sounded even to Barry’s ears).

“We can call you if anything happens,” Caitlin offered.

“Yeah, sounds good.” Barry turned off his comms with little preamble and flashed into a sweater and jeans before stopping in front of the couch once again.

Snart raised an eyebrow. Barry fought the urge to cringe at the glimmer of pain that crossed his face at the motion; the bruises on his jaw and above his eye certainly didn’t look pleasant. “A case, huh?”

“Well, I doubt Joe would be happy to find you in the Labs and Cisco and Caitlin would’ve asked too many questions. Unless you’re more injured than you look?” Barry moved forward, searching for injuries with a flick of his eyes. It was hard to tell what had happened before he’d arrived in the warehouse and the heavy parka wasn’t helping him see what he needed to patch up. “How do you feel?”

“Peachy,” Snart shot back, a thin smirk crossing his features.

Barry rolled his eyes and headed for the bathroom, finding his first aid kit in one of the cabinets. “If it’s that bad, then I’m going to need Caitlin’s help. I’m no medical expert.”

“Really, Scarlet, I’m fine.”

Right. Those bruises definitely looked fine. The drying blood on his nose after Barry had knocked out the gang, likely from a hard punch minutes before, was just fine. The way his eyes had fluttered, the hoarse whisper of Barry’s name that escaped his lips when he’d scooped him into his arms, were one hundred percent fine.

Barry let out a shaky breath. The anger roiling in his chest was starting to fade now that the danger had passed, but just thinking about the look on Snart’s face when he’d arrived sent new waves of something uncomfortable spiraling through him.

He walked out of the bathroom and set the kit on the coffee table. Snart had removed his parka thankfully, though he was moving slow, probably so he didn’t hurt himself further. He flashed to the kitchen to grab an ice pack and dropped it beside the man, which wrought a small chuckle out of him. Snart eyed the bandages as Barry turned to him expectantly.

“I’m gonna need to take a look at you.” He nodded toward the black sweater Snart still wore. “Just in case.” 

Snart’s eyes narrowed immediately. “Not necessary.”

“Look,” Barry sighed and dropped to his knees, pulling some of the gauze and bandages out of the kit and onto the table, “the sooner you let me look at you, the quicker this’ll be over with. Those guys weren’t holding back when I got there.”

“I can take care of myself, Barry.”

“Ugh, just - just take off your shirt, will you?”

The smirk pulled back onto his face. “My, my, so forward.”

Barry sent him a glare but this time Snart obeyed. He stripped off his sweater and tossed it onto the cushion beside him, wincing at the movement. Barry leaned forward, gently grazing the other’s skin with his fingers, feeling for injuries. It looked like he was bruised here too, but not too badly. No ribs seemed to be broken.

Still, he had to be sure. He made sure to be careful when pressing the ice to one of the darker bruises as Snart hissed quietly above him.

“Having fun down there?” Even through gritted teeth, the man managed to sound smug.

“Maybe next time don’t piss off an entire gang and you won’t need me to patch you up.”

“That a promise?”

Barry glanced up. Despite the new cut on his upper lip and the various bruises across his torso and face, Snart looked right at ease sitting on his couch, half-naked and entirely too pleased with himself. Barry couldn’t help but shake his head at the sight. The answering quirk of those lips did nothing to stop the flutter of something, dare he say, content pass through him.

Snart winced again as Barry began wrapping the bandages around his chest not quite as gently.

“Definitely not,” Barry said. If Snart noticed the smile tugging at his mouth, he said nothing of it.

I wish you would write a fic where…

#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash text #long post #you queued me! picard never queued me.

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Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?

#yeah #first i read the summary #then the tags #if is something i'm in the mood i start #sometimes i come back one or two weeks/ when i'm in the mood #like #don't let numbers make the choice for you

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all of us snoopy, all of us

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I wish you would write a fic where Barry goes back in time to save Len (from the oculus) and has to deal with the consequences (whether it's len getting powers from it or fucking up time or creating aberrations that the legends now have to clean up) as well as his raging crush on the newly-revived len

“So,” Cisco said slowly, coming over to stand by Barry’s side as they watched Snart - Len, he’d insisted - behind the glass, his eyes pulsing blue and unseeing as he sat with his back against the treadmill, “do you regret it?”

“Hmm?”

Cisco gestured toward the glass. “You know, bringing him back?”

Barry shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest as his brow furrowed in confusion. “What? No. I mean, the aberrations weren’t part of the plan, obviously, but…” He sighed. “It’s just… It’s good to see him again. Even like this.”

Cisco hummed in agreement (well, maybe not quite agreement, given that Len had found a way to steal half of his candy on his first week back from the Oculus. And there was the whole ‘kidnapping me and my brother’ thing, never mind that it had been a few years since then). 

Barry glanced back at Len. A smile tugged helplessly at his lips as he followed Len’s outstretched hand, his veins bright blue and snaking up his arms and neck under the S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt, his hand tracing the floor as he concentrated. A snap of his fingers, a burst of light from their tips, and the notebook Caitlin had given him to write down his progress appeared in his lap, as if it had always been there. Len smirked, eyes still blank, and the glow in his veins began to fade.

“And the way you’re staring at him had nothing to with it?”

He blinked, turning back to Cisco, who hadn’t taken his eyes off Barry, if the knowing look was anything to go by. “Uh, what?”

“Just saying.” His friend shook his head and started back toward the main lab. “A guy can only stay oblivious through so much eye-fucking, man.”

Barry gawped after him, struggling to come up with a response. That was utterly… He wasn’t… It wasn’t like that!

“Just saying!” Cisco called as he rounded the corner.

He hadn’t brought Len back to do…that. Really. Where in the hell was Cisco getting that idea? 

He quickly shut his mouth when he saw Len stand behind the glass, meeting the man’s frosty gaze as he twisted the notebook in one hand. Len’s smirk only grew before he headed for the door, something warm twisting in Barry’s gut at the familiar sight. It’d been years since he’d seen him and it still ached to think of him as floating around in scattered time pieces in the Oculus’ aftermath.

Sure, the Legends were going to be pissed when they arrived after their mission (Sara had definitely looked it despite the relief in her eyes when they’d explained the situation) but Barry couldn’t bring himself to care. He wasn’t putting him back. He couldn’t. He owed Len that much.

“You gonna stand there all day, Barry?” said man teased as he stepped through the doorway. He brushed Barry’s shoulder as he walked past, a jolt of something passing between them, something not quite electric but just as heated. Barry couldn’t help but smile as he followed.

…Okay, maybe Cisco had a point.

I wish you would write a fic where…

#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash text #long post #you queued me! picard never queued me.

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ColdFlash AU: No Powers!Role Reversal 

CSI Leonard Snart knows the man standing in front of him is a wanted man- the most wanted man in Central, he knows Lisa- his sister, who happens to be the Captain of the CCPD, will most defintly kill him if- when- she finds out he had been harboring the man she’s been trying to catch for months now. But Barry Allen smirks at him, takes a step closer, “What’s it gonna be, blue eyes?” he says, licking his lips, “Will you help me? Or turn me in?” 

Len hopes Lisa will understand. 

#dc #flash fandom #the flash (series) #coldflash #coldflash pic #coldflash text

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Leia post in honor of Carrie Fisher’s passing which was 7 years ago today.

#not my fandom #but #laugh rule #star wars #princess leia #princess leia pic

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I wish you would write a fic where Leonard Snart meets Sebastian Smythe (can be a doppelganger or an alias of Barry) and when he runs into the Barry, he teases Barry about his singing abilities/flirtatious attitude

I’m going to be honest here, Nonnie: I’ve never watched Glee and know the bare minimum about it. Not sure if I’d ever write this, since it’d probably be a short one-shot if I tried, but Len teasing Barry about his singing, especially when he finds out that yes, his Barry actually can sing too, would definitely happen.

(Sebastian probably would be a doppelganger in this, maybe from another Earth, and wound up running into the Rogues after falling through a breach. While Len is wary, especially since this ‘Sebastian’ looks like a younger, cockier version of Barry, the other Rogues find him amusing and somehow they wind up getting a drink and hanging out before a heist the next day and someone, probably Axel, ropes Sebastian into karaoke. Team Flash tracks down the breach as the night comes to a close and…well, things get more amusing. Let’s just say Barry’s glad his doppelganger went home peacefully in the end, much to the Rogues’ dismay.)

Barry just keeps spluttering and hoping that video Cisco and Caitlin took of him singing karaoke drunk way back when doesn’t come up because he does not need to give Len any more ammo.

Lisa weasels the video out of Cisco and the next time the Rogues rob a bank, Len absolutely uses it to distract Barry because pity, I’d rather hear you sing a different tune right now. If he thought the cold puns were bad, those are nothing compared to the ones about his singing and really, where do you even come up with these?

Not that it doesn’t work in the end to get him to join Len for a more private performance.

I wish you would write a fic where…

#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash text #you queued me! picard never queued me.

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all goofing aside I genuinely don't understand the urge to reimagine Taylor Allison Swift as a secretly queer icon when the pop music scene(TM) is like. literally overflowing with women who actually like women. Gaga and Kesha and Miley and Halsey are right there. Rina Sawayama and Hayley Kiyoko and Rebecca Black and Kehlani and Victoria Monét and Miya Folick if you're willing to get slightly less top 100. Janelle and Demi for them nonbinary takes on liking girls. like what are we doing here. like I'm not even saying you can't enjoy Taylor but why would you hang all your little gay hopes on her.

#wait what? #op i'm so sorry #random funny posts

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I saw a post about boy bands and...

You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

#mamonas assassinas #brazilian check #it was wild #i still loving them #i miss them so much #Youtube #brazil

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LGBT in comics pride month challenge / Day twenty-seven “underappreciated or indie” prompt - Leonard Snart and Barry Allen (Coldflash)

#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash pic #you queued me! picard never queued me.

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#dc #batman fandom #robin #robin pic #damian as robin #red robin #red robin pic #red hood #red hood pic #nightwing #nightwing pic

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Doctor & Donna + platonic tropes

#doctor who #donna noble #donna noble gif #10th doctor #10gif #14th doctor #14gif

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martha jones » smith and jones

#doctor who #martha jones #martha jones gif

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#dc #the flash (series) #flash fandom #coldflash #coldflash pic #you queued me! picard never queued me.