Snow TBOSAS head cannon
Snow ate glue as a kid, he was that kid. (canon)
He also gets very cold at night. He curls up into a little ball under like 8 blankets.
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Are there any Professor Snart fics out there? The thought came to me and now I'm lying on the floor trying to get my brain to reboot.
Think about it. The gossip surrounding the hot new English professor. The casual but professional outfits. The captivating lectures. The charming smiles. The corny jokes. The starry-eyed students. The never-ending string of faculty friends and students visiting when he's in his office. The abundance of award-winning books he's written (James Patterson who?). The Dean is ready to offer him tenure if Len agrees to add another class or two to his roster because they have so many students begging to be in his class. He goes to his students' poetry slams to encourage them and has a writing workshop for inspiring authors. He sponsored a scholarship in his name for LGBTQ+ students. He volunteers to help with the theater department. Not long after he's hired, Professor Leonard Snart seems to be the only thing anyone wants to talk about at Central City University.
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I love the flash design, but I hate drawing the goggles, I'm sorry,, also Flashes design with whited out eyes (tho it might be Wally? Imma be honest, I skipped his ass somehow in the flash fam ladder, even if he seems cool af)
Also tiny Boomer, accompanied by a smaller star glider (? Or light glider? I keep forgetting) and even smaller weather wizard bc I enjoy shipping him with C.C, sue me.
I am still figuring out Captain Cold, but this man n Boomer having a friendly relationship enough for him to try to fistfight Harley every time she's mean to him in a friendly way and the other way around, my fav hc <3
Boomer, watching his ex bestie (ex only bc he got kinda kidnapped) and actual bestie fight, while him and the rest of his two gangs are eating ice cream (above Mr. Heat's ass, who's drinking some hot ass coffee bc he built different): damn, that has nothing to do with me, at all.
I believe in graying C.C supremacy, this man has so many grey hairs, yall ain't ready for the yapfest I can unload about that.
Also lil sis Glider, beloved <33 she n her bros bf have book club Sundays
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sometimes i think about how things were in the weeks that maria first went missing, but back home - not her while she's under johnny's thumb but rather how her mother and ana and other family took her going missing.
the dread that settles in when you get a knock on the door and its a pair of detectives / officers who've come to tell you that they've found your childs' car abandoned off in the middle of nowhere, with most of her things still inside but zero trace of her. how it looks like its been sitting out there, seemingly for just shy of how long it had been since they last got a call from her letting them know where she was, that she was alright. how the worry over the weeks from not hearing from her turns into horror and fear and panic and grief at all those what happened scenarios flooding the mind - of peoples speculations being voiced crassly in front of them.
how desperate ana must have been for literally any trace to come forward about maria, that she took it upon herself to track down where her friends from uni were probably in hopes initially that maybe they'd heard from or seen her at all. and then to let them know that the searches aren't going well, that theyve heard whispers that they're planning to simply stop them altogether. the anger she must feel that her sister isnt being cared for as a person, just another file some badged man can toss into a file cabinet and forget about.
and then i think about the broadcasts. of the pleads from maria's family to continue looking for her, to come forward with literally anything at that point. how their mother probably could barely sputter out any words, but ana takes over and so clearly begs and demands that her sister not be forgotten, that they keep the searches for her going, that she isn't just a number or a piece of paper she's a living breathing person who deserves so much more than to be shelved and scoffed at. how ana probably said things along the lines of "we aren't giving up on you, we will find you - we are going to keep looking for you we are never going to stop, even if it takes months, even if it takes years, we will find and bring you home".
how hard of a hit on their mothers' health all the stress probably took, ana having to juggle trying so desperately to find maria while also trying to be reassuring and positive with their mother to keep her hopeful, keep her healthy.
how their father showed up after word of her going missing reached him, guilt-ridden and angry but just wanting to help in any way he could.
how danny grabbed all his things and returned to town the moment he was updated from being down by the coastlines for his trade school. how he left within the hour and drove cross-state to get there and help however he could. his anger and frustration so evident on him, fighting with it to try and stay a pillar for ana and mrs flores given his long-term friendship with maria and her family.
just. all of the absolute chaos of those weeks, the floating in nothingness, waiting by phones for it to ring with really any news at all. the friends getting together to scour over all the recent places they all knew or could speculate she may have gone to and traveling so aimlessly to every single one of them - looking for literally any kind of scraps they could possibly find.
the hopeless feeling after so many of them turned up with nothing.
and then tie all of this up with the idea that local sheriffs / police depts are covering things up - hiding or destroying evidence, silencing any potential witness, doing everything in their power to not let anything get out because they already know whose involved, and theyre already bent at the knee in submission to these people out in the middle of nowhere with scrawling acres upon acres of property.
its just all heartbreaking to me.
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oh my goddd i’m finally starting college & it literally doesn’t feel real. probably mostly bc it’s a 20 HOUR DRIVE from home. there’s snow everywhere it is so different up here.. anyway i am TERRIFIED but i’m litany against fearing it & just trying not to think abt it. going thru orientation so i just gotta follow directions for now p much & don’t need to worry abt other thangs.. we only have one day of nothing before class tho, i kinda wish it were more so i could rly get to know the campus & the area before college officially Starts
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