tmi books:here we have clary, a girl hater who dislikes people purely for being pretty. then Jace who makes unnecessary nasty comments and is so hetero that he can't be seen drinking something pink. this is Simon, a guy who two times on girls but it's okay because "he liked them both so much, he couldn't make up his mind". oh those people, they're...um..m-ma...errr isador...lu..alejand..it doesn't matter they just stay in the background.
shadowhunters show:LISTEN UP ANGELS, HERE WE HAVE CLARY FREAKING FRAY, BOSSASS BITCH WHO IS FINDING OUT WHO SHE IS. INSANE RUNE POWER. IS SMOL BUT WILL FIGHT YOU. THIS IS JACE MOTHERFUCKING WAYLAND OR YOU COULD CALL HIM LIGHTWOOD BECAUSE FUCK IS HE APART OF THAT FAMILY. HE MAY BE BROKEN BUT HE FOUND HIMSELF A FAMILY. GOES BACK TO HIS ABSUER TO SAVE HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS. SIMON FUCKING LEWIS, MOST RELATABLE DUDE ON THE PLANET, 100% PANSEXUAL CONFIRMED, BET YOUR ASS HE'S THE FUCKING KING OF MOVIE REFERENCES. NEWS FLASH- THERES MORE THAN 3 MAIN CHARACTERS. Y'ALL BETTER PREPARE YOUR ASSES TO MEET ISABELLE SOPHIA LIGHTWOOD. BEST FORENSIC PATHOLOGIST IN NEW YORK AT 18. COULD KILL YOU WITH HER 7INCH HEEL WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT. MOST COMPASSIONATE PERSON. YOU LIKE HER? WAIT TIL YOU MEET HER BROTHER ALEC FREAKING LIGHTWOOD, LEADER OF THE NEW YORK INSTITUTE, WON BEST BIG BROTHER AWARD 20 YEARS IN A ROW. ALSO HAS AN EPIC JOURNEY OF ACCEPTING HIMSELF. WHAT WAS THAT WE HEAR? GOOD LGBT REP? YOU CAN MOTHERFUCKING COUNT ON IT. THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND MAGNUS BANE, HIGH WARLOCK OF BROOKLYN, KING OF THE SASS, OWNER OF NEW YORK'S BIGGEST HEART, AINT NOBODY'S PET WARLOCK. WAIT WE'VE SAVED THE BEST TIL LAST...LUKE GARROWAY, RESIDENT COP, HAS JUST FINISHED ADOPTING EVERYONE, CONFIRMED DILF, BEAUTIFUL MOTHERFUCKER WITH A GUN AND GLOWING GREEN EYES. WE LOVE ALL MAIN CHARACTERS. WE LOVE YOU. THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT.
Can I get a mermaid!Lance startling marine tech!Keith fic? Please and thank you!!
OF COURSE YOU CAN. This is super rough but ENJOY
The boat was back. Lance hovered just under the surface,
tail flicking as he covered his ears against the growl of the propeller. Twice
a week for the last month it had come, perched just over his favourite part of
the reef, and disrupted his studying. It bobbed along for a few hours before
shifting course and propelling over to another part to do the same damn thing.
Hours upon hours of useless noise. It was enough to drive any merperson insane.
This thought hit me today. We always do young Michael, or maybe him as a young teen, but what if Len was the teen when he helped conceive him, and Michael is more like…28? Len’s son is actually OLDER than Barry.
Len had no idea he had a son. This was one of his first sexual encounters, probably the first he ever had with a girl. He had no idea it resulted in a kid. He never saw her again.
But now it’s 2016 and she passes away, and suddenly his son tries to contact him, tracks him down, leaves him a letter at Saints and Sinners or something, and Len goes into full research mode, assuming this is some sort of scam…but no, he remembers the girl, everything seems above board. This kid, who is actually a man, is a professor at the university, teaches thermodynamics, and is successful and well adjusted and just wants to know his father, even though his mother always insisted he should never follow that trail. But his mother’s gone now, and he knows Len is Captain Cold, but Captain Cold has been exonerated by the mayor, works with The Flash, it’s all so different now, he just wants to meet his dad.
So imagine one day Len shows up at the West household, not looking for Barry, but to talk to Joe, because Joe’s been through this exact thing, meeting an adult son he never knew existed and forming a relationship. Len needs some advice. And while Joe is surprised, they have a sort of grudging understanding with each other now after Len was part of the Legends crew and has been helping out more. Joe doesn’t trust him, but once Len starts to explain, Joe gets it enough that he sits down and listens.
Wally happens to be there too and when he hears Len mention the name Michael Wynters, he actually chokes on what he was drinking more so then from seeing Cold in his house.
“Your son is Mr. Wynters!?”
He’s one of Wally’s professors, one of his favorite professors.
Wally and Joe agree to help Len with the meetup that Michael is asking for, neutral ground, the two of them can be there, since Wally knows Michael, and add a little buffer until Len is comfortable enough to be left alone. Joe is willing if only because he’s never seen Snart like this, so nervous and open and unsure of himself.
Then Barry comes home, hear’s about all of it too, and of course he’s willing to help. “And hey, if he needs a voucher from The Flash, you can call on me anytime,” Barry beams at Len, and Len is just…so grateful, but doesn’t really know how to express it, other than saying, “Thanks, kid.”
They set a meeting for Jitters, and by this point Iris has been filled in too, so the entire West family is on board with helping. It’s during the weekend, during the afternoon when traffic is lighter but not too light. And Len is so anxious, he can’t stop fidgeting with his fingers, admits to Barry while they’re waiting in line for coffee that he understands why the mother never wanted Michael to know him. Len never planned on a family, always too afraid he’d end up like his own father.
“What if this is a mistake?”
“But you’re nothing like your father. Just look at you now, Snart. You’re a hero.”
“I’m really not.”
“You really are. And your son is going to see that.”
So Len is sitting at a table with Barry and the entire West family, waiting for his son to walk in, and as soon as he does, Wally nudges Len’s arm, because he’s the only one who knows what Michael looks like, and…wow.
(Kendrick Sampson has green eyes, not blue, but I can’t get him out of my head as adult Michael Snart right now)
“Wow,” Iris says aloud.
“Yeah,” Barry looks just as awestruck, then clears his throat when Len frowns at them both. “Sorry. He just…I see the resemblance, is all.”
“In that he’s drop-dead gorgeous?” Iris says. “Uh, yeah.”
i feel like the thing that bothers me the most about “problematic” culture on this site is that we don’t really know our faves. like okay, i absolutely love and adore patrick stump and i’ve watched countless interviews, listened to his entire discography, etc. but i still don’t know him. i don’t know how he interacts with his wife and if it differ from how he interacts with his friends. i don’t know what phrases set him off in high school. i will never know any of these types of things, and i don’t really have any right to know. so i agree that when people do a Bad Thing they should be called out and educated, but judging the complete character of a celebrity based on a Kind Of Bad thing they did in 05 isn’t a “smart” way of consuming your media. by doing this, we’re basically trying to get all celebrities to reach an impossible standard of perfection and it’s just plain dehumanizing