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richietoaster · 6 years ago

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Review/Reaction of IT Chapter Two

Let’s just start right off the bat and let me just say that Bill Hader better get a fucking award for his performance.

Alright. Here we go y’all. im trying to stay in order with what happened but so much happened in the movie that my brain is just all over the place so excuse me while i try to form words

UNDER THE CUT CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS

• first opening scene is a fucking LOT okay like i sobbed my eyes out and it was just not cool. adrian and his boyfriend? CUTE AF. Him getting brutally beat up and then killed by Pennywise while Don just watches? NOT CUTE AF

• Mike is a precious boy and I love him so. He cares about his friends so much holy shit. they all get mad at him for lying to them tho.But he only did it to protect them. Mike knew some SHIT(tm) our boy is so smart?? I’m glad they kept to his original storyline

• Older Bill gave himself so much shit this film and i just felt so bad. like we know it isnt ur fault okay?? We know you loved your brother, stop putting yourself down. also?? him becoming protective over dean? please stop my aching heart.

• Jessica Chastain owns my whole heart and she can kick my ass anyday. She plays Bev so well and captures young bev’s personality so well. her scene with mrs kersh was very weird. i knew the second she ran naked in the hall i’d be seeing some weird fucking shit okay

• Jay Ryan could kick me and I would personally thank him like?? wow what a man. He immediately recognizes bev when he first sees her and im just?? im happy. so many hidden new kids on the block reference and it had me fucking rolling in my grave

• JAMES FUCKING RANSONE MY DUDE OH LORD okay listen. he gives off young eddie’s panic and chaotic energy so perfectly i felt like i was watching him as an adult, who just never grew up. I think thats what he was going for honestly. He played eddie SO FUCKING WELL

• I’m so sad about stan. THats all you need to know okay. I’ll talk about his letter later on in this. Stan deserved better. that’s all.

• if you are not a fan of vomit you’re not gonna enjoy richie tozier. literally any time something bad happens hes just like ah shit here we go again *vomits* and honestly? that made me laugh. like hes just like oh shit something is happening let.. let me just.. no no its fine guys ill catch up.. EHBWFIJHDFSIJ no okay but bill hader stole the fucking show. his acting was phenomenal and,, again,, i’ll add more onto that later.

• richie scares the shit out of dean. because he thinks hes pennywise. but can you blame him? the kid just. stared at him all creepy and shit. but its so funny. the losers make fun of him bc he doesnt know his own lines from his acts and richies just like “I dont write my own material” and eddies just like “I KNEW IT! I FUCKING KNEW IT” dead. goodbye.

• Young losers were still my favorite part honestly. Eddie kept bouncing that stupid ball in stan’s face in the clubhouse and i was waiting for him to get punched in the face tbh. That didn’t even seem like eddie, that was Jack’s energy bursting through the seams lmfao

• young eddie runs into a fucking box and shrieks and if that isn’t me idk ewhdfiajksjdoi

• THE FUCKING. HAMMOCK. SCENE. okay listen to me. thats gay. hammocks are now gay. gays only. gay interacts only. the bickering between reddie had me in TEARS. eddie kept kicking at his face and just?? casually??? lays on him when richie wont move??

• stan’s fucking shower cap ehfdiujasdiosa and then richie being like “nobodys afraid of spiders stanley okay” and eddie slowly removes his because he cares what richie thinks more than spiders ok

• a flashback from after they defeated IT in the first move with reddie “eddie youve been gone for 24 hours your face is most likely on a milk carton by now” “shut up richie”

• yong Richie has me weak af this whole movie, like always. just getting on Eddie’s case. HE PINES SO HARD OH Y GOD Like wow my sweet boy is so fucking in love ouch. which?? BRINGS ME TO MY NEXT POINT??

• THE ARCADE SCENE?? he checks out the kid standing next to him and tries to get him to hang out more and then the other kid tells him to stop being weird because he’s not gay, too, and then uses the F slur. richie was just so hurt. paul bunyun scene happens after that and hes just like “I just shit my pants” and i cried.

• pennywise screaming “lets play truth or dare, you wouldnt pick truth! you dont want them to know your secret” gave off the same energy as eddie’s leper blowjob scene from the book. same energy. do with that as you will.

• they had some flashbacks that included pennywise and im not sure if this was before or after they had defeated IT in the first movie but i interpreted it as after and if thats the case... hes supposed to be dead. but now thinking back on it, it was probably just more scenes before they put pennywise to rest for 27 years.

• young richie went to the kissing bridge after that and we ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THERE. fucking.. r + e :((( although we don’t see him carving the E. but reddie is canon so suck toes antis

• stephen king pretty much being like “I know u and ur endings really do suck” to bill when he comes to buy his bike was so fucking funny. it almost felt like a self insert lmfao. ALSO HIM MAKING BILL PAY 300 BUCKS FOR THE BIKE BC HE KNEW HE COULD AFFORD IT? iconic.

• richie and eddie opening the door to the dog had me laughing. pennywise was just mocking them at that point. they’d be such good dog dads and now im sad

• i was really confused because they added part of stan’s bar mitzvah?? like it wasn’t even the same from the first movie. like they should’ve just put the deleted scene in from ch. 1 and then added that part. thats one of my very few complaints. im slowly hiding them in here.

• henry bowers was kinda irrelevant in this honestly but thank you eddie for stabbing him and richie for killing him for trying to kill mike yall heroes

• BEVS BLOOD SCENE ?? CORRESPONDING WITH BENS BURIED ALIVE SCENE? poetic cinema. 10/10

• the big fight really disappointed me in all honesty. but i think thats because andy said he cut so much from there. i expect it to be better with the director’s cut

• eddie saving richie and then immediately being stabbed by pennywise’s claw? IM DEPRESSED.

• “Rich! rich, i did it! i think i killed him!” Our boy was so happy with himself :(

• eddie’s last words WERE NOT “i fucked your mom”. he was talking to richie and you can hear them talking while the rest are preparing to end pennywise. so im hoping we get that as a deleted scene.

• richie goes back to help finish pennywise but when he goes to check on eddie.. he’s dead. ://// and bev is like “richie, come on, honey.. im sorry” and richie does not want to believe him. he grabs and hugs eddie so tight i swear i could feel that hug from the audience.

• another thing im disappointed in and am sliding in is some of the animations? Like. fucking weird. but okay. luckily i didn’t care too much.

• THE SOB that richie lets out when he holds eddie really hurt my fucking soul jesus christ just kill me

• the losers try cheering him up after and like. thats their friend too but you can just totally tell he’s crying in a different type of grief. THAT WAS HIS FIRST FUCKING LOVE.

• they all remember after and thats really important to me okay

• stan writes letters and its spoken outloud while the other losers get little montages of what theyre doing with their life after the battle. Richie goes back to the kissing bridge and recarves- YES RECARVES AND YOU CAN CLEARLY SEE THE E BEFORE HE DOES- he recarves the E and while doing it, stan’s voice says “be proud of who you are” and im fucking cry ibg okay

• in the end, i give this movie a 7/10 rating. although some of the animations were weird and some of the flashbacks had pennywise in it (like hes supposed to be currently dead but ok... maybe nightmares??) the actors were PHENOMENAL and the chemistry between older richie and older eddie made me so happy. my ship is canon. but im still sad about stan and eddies death.

• ignoring canon in 3.. 2.. 1.. now

#it chapter 2 #it chapter two spoilers #IT CHAPTER TWO #it chapter 2 spoilers #IT SPOILERS #reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #bill denbrough #mike hanlon #beverly marsh #ben hanscom #stanley uris

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luccislegs · 6 years ago

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Hello! Might I be able to get a scenario of Nami with a S/O who has a DF ability to charm/persuade people? They used to do all kinds of jobs overseas for their kingdom, something they were continuously asked to do. They left the kingdom, wandering the seas and became lazy without a purpose- both mentally and in terms of using their powers.

i don’t really know if i filled out the request specifically like you wanted but yk, it happens. i love nami’s hair after the timeskip tbh. also, in case anyone doesn’t want to read it, it is written with a female partner in mind, but the pronouns are only used once. i try really hard to encompass a gender neutral reader, but sometimes i just can’t swing it entirely. it’s also 3k words so avoid if you don’t want to read it all lol

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“Oh, come on,” you said, feeling the familiar feeling of your power flowing through your fingertips. You rested your hand on the pretty shopkeeps arm, watching her cheeks pink as it hit her. “I just need some new clothes and I know you don’t want me wandering around without a jacket, do you?”

She stuttered and seemed just on the verge of giving in when the bell rang above the door. You sighed as the shopkeep snapped out of it, wearing a flustered, confused look. At your elbow, a red-head appeared, with large brown eyes and an expression that was all too familiar. It was the same one you were wearing just a few moments ago.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she said in a falsely sweet voice, and you smirked. She was good, but you were better.

“That’s okay,” you said, stroking your finger down the attendants hand and allowing the charm to flow again. “What were you going to say, sweetie?”

The confused look cleared up, leaving only the pink cheeked fluster behind again. “O-Oh, right. You can have a few things, i-if you really need it. I think that’ll be okay.”

The red-head watched in awe as you smiled sweetly and turned, allowing the essence to linger long enough for you to snag up a dozen different articles of clothing. You had scoped out exactly what you wanted before speaking to the cashier. It wasn’t that you couldn’t use your powers to a more full effect, you just didn’t want to.

As you were putting the clothing into a bag, the other woman followed you and, in a whisper, asked, “How did you do that?”

You turned to her and grinned as you were double checking on the size of the rather gorgeous jacket that had caused you to enter the store in the first place. Satisfied, you tucked it into the bag before heading back to the counter. Before you could even think to say anything, she was already blushing.

“My friend here forgot her wallet…would it be okay for her to grab a few things. I’m sure she’ll come and pay you back,” you said, covering her hand with yours. You almost felt bad as you watched her eyes glaze over and her head nod. She was likely going to get into trouble for this. Then again, you couldn’t really bring yourself not to. It was too easy and you were far too lazy to actually try and earn your way.

“I-I don’t think…well…alright. Just-Just one thing, though, okay?” she said, her brows furrowing in her attempt to fight against you. Just a little more, and she relaxed again. “Alright, alright. My boss is gonna kill me but…”

“You’re so sweet! Thank you so much,” you said, squeezing her hand once before letting go. You’re sweet smile turned into an amused smirk as you met the pretty woman’s surprised eyes.

“That is a seriously useful trick,” she said and went around gathering up the things that caught her eye. She wasted no time and was back in front of you before you knew it with a large bag stuffed full of whatever looked good. “I’ve got a friend back on the ship who might like some of these too, so I just grabbed stuff. It’s not every day that I get such a great deal.”

The bell above the door rang and, as soon as it shut again,, the poor attendant looked around in utter confusion. “Where did they go?”

Outside, you were watching the woman look around at the other shops in the area, as if she were trying to decide where to go next.

“Unfortunately,” you said to gather her attention, “I won’t be able to accompany you on your next heist. Of course, you could join me for lunch. I might be able to swing us a free meal. If you’re interested.”

Her eyes lit up at the mention of ‘free food’ and nodded. “I’m Nami, by the way. Thank you for doing that. It was awesome.”

You grinned. You hadn’t even had to use your power on her to get her to agree. A dark feeling welled up inside of you at the thought, the reminder of things you used to have to do with your powers. When you had left the employ of your former king, you swore never to do that again. Which left you feeling pretty pleased with yourself that Nami had agreed to lunch with you.

“Where do you want to go?” you asked, and followed her directions to a rather upscale restaurant a little ways down. You laughed at the choice, and she grinned.

Opening the door, she said, “I like the finer things in life, but I don’t like paying for them. You seem like you might be the same way.”

You nodded in agreement, although that wasn’t entirely the case. You didn’t care so much about how nice things were so much as how easy those nice things were to obtain. The shopkeeper was an easy target, she had been eyeing you the moment you entered the store anyway. The host that greeted you at the door was already turning his nose up at you, which annoyed you.

Taking Nami’s hand in yours, you said, “Two please,” with an obviously false smile.

You could already see in his eyes that he was going to say no, but you were ready for it. Allowing just a little more of your essence to spread to him, his eyes glazed over and he smiled.

“Right this way, please.”

Once you were seated, Nami immediately started in asking about your powers. You politely explained to her about your Devil Fruit, the Glamour Glamour Fruit, and what it allowed you to do. It actually allowed you to do far more than just get free things, but you had no real inclination to use them, for a variety of reasons, none of which you shared with her. You paused only when the waiter arrived, and immediately pegged him as an easy mark. No doubt he would lose his job over it, but that wasn’t your concern.

“So,” she said once you finished going into detail, “did you use your powers to seduce me?” She said it in a joking tone, but it still sent a tremor through you. More than once, you had done that, and the end results were usually rather messy.

“No, I’m afraid this is all on you,” you said with a laugh, hoping you hid your unease well enough. It wasn’t something you liked to dwell on if you could help it, but somehow she kept bringing up those distant memories. She’s just lucky she’s so pretty, you thought with a fond smile.

The rest of the meal was filled with mundane chatter. You had recognized her in the shop as the Cat Burglar from the Straw Hats, but her name escaped you at the time. She told you some of her adventures with them, and you smiled wistfully. It had been such a long time since you had experienced anything like that and you envied her.

By the time the check rolled around, you were sure you had made a friend for life. She was charming in her own way, hilarious, and not to mention beautiful. You found yourself not wanting to say goodbye as you left the restaurant, leaving the waiter to foot the bill this round.

“Well, I’d better go find my crewmates…” she said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She looked nervous, and kept meeting your eyes only to look away.

You weren’t faring much better, wanting to look but nervously avoiding anything longer than a glance. After a few awkward moments of neither of you saying anything, she took a deep breath.

“So, my crew and I are gonna be at the bar over there later tonight. I’d really like it if you’d join us,” she said breathlessly, her cheeks pink. She fidgeted with the back in her hand as she waited for your answer, unable to look at you. She really hoped that you would say yes, because she really wanted to see you again, having had such a great time with you.

You flushed the same as her and grinned. “You just want free drinks,” you teased gently, poking her shoulder.

Nami laughed nervously and shook her head. “No, no, definitely not. I just…you know, had fun today and wanted you to meet the others is all.” She didn’t say it, but she hoped you understood that she wanted to spend more time with you. Fortunately for her, it seemed you did, because you nodded.

“Sure, I’ll be there,” you said and held up your bag of new clothes. “It’ll give me a chance to wear these anyway. I’ll…see you later, I guess.”

“Bye,” she said, walking backwards a little before turning away. You watched for a moment longer as she sashayed away before heading towards the inn you were staying at. You had a few hours to kill and, for the first time in a long time, you decided to actually put some effort into something.

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When you arrived at the bar, it was already packed, and you had to stand on your tiptoes and hope you caught sight of that fiery red hair. Before you could delve into the crowd in search of them, though, Nami appeared at your elbow. Taking yours into her small, soft one, she pulled you through the bar without a word, to a table that was filled with a half dozen other people. As soon as you sat down, a blond man started fawning over the two of you.

“Nami told me you were gorgeous, but she didn’t tell me how gorgeous,” Sanji blurted out, seemingly without thinking. This earned him a solid punch to the head from a furious Nami, who was blushing hard enough that you could tell where her hair ended and her face began.

When she sat back down next to you, she wouldn’t look at you and the red didn’t fade. With a laugh, you reached out and took her hand, giving it a squeeze. She finally looked to you and smiled, though it seemed if anything she burned brighter. All the while, Sanji was gushing away in the background so hard you were surprised he hadn’t passed out.

Introductions were finally made, and you stood up to get a drink and Nami stood with you. After you ordered, Nami apologized for ‘her friends behavior’.

You waved her off with a laugh and a shrug. “It’s nice, Nami. It’s been a while since I’ve had this much fun. Is Sanji always likes that?” you asked, leaning against the bar. You had already worked your charms on the bartender, so you and the others would be getting free drinks for the rest of the night.

Nami nodded, leaning next to you, close enough that even breathing caused you to brush her arm. Looking over, you smiled. Even without your power, she had managed to charm you fiercely. Even her friends were charming, in their own way. You had heard a lot of stuff about the Straw Hats, but you couldn’t tell what was real and what was fake. It seemed that most of it was lies though, based on how they were acting tonight. Ridiculous, is the word you would use, but you used it fondly.

Nami shuffled next to you, moving closer into your side. You turned to look and found a man in her space, leering unpleasantly.

“How would you ladies like to join me for a drink?” he asked, following her into you. Before he could get much further, you pulled her away, placing her on your other side.

“Excuse me, would you mind leaving my date alone?” you asked, planting yourself firmly in his path. You could feel Nami’s hand curled around your arm, squeezing gently as she watched you.

The man turned his focus to you, the nasty smile not dropping from his face. “You don’t have to be jealous, beautiful. I said ladies.”

You grimaced and sighed. Typical, you couldn’t have a peaceful night without someone trying to ruin it. You reached out and grabbed the man’s shoulder, watching a glaze wash over his face. His eyes were unsteady but focused on you. “You want to leave us alone, don’t you? You don’t want to ruin our night, that would be rude, wouldn’t it?”

The man was nodding along with your words absentmindedly and, when you released his shoulder, tottered off like he was drunk. You watched him go with a frown, an unpleasant feeling lingering after using that particular power, but you brushed it off. The situation had been resolved without violence, which is all you were after. Turning to Nami, you met her awe struck stare.

“You weren’t joking. You really can just manipulate people like that, huh?” she asked, letting go of your shirt. She leaned around you and watched the man leave the bar and start, looking around in confusion. But he continued to walk without looking back, until he rounded a corner and disappeared.

You nodded and smiled, but you could tell by the look on her face that it wasn’t convincing. To your relief and gratitude though, she didn’t ask. Instead she snagged up one of the drinks that had been placed on the countertop and took your hand in her free one, waiting for you to gather up the remaining mug before tugging you through the crowd. As soon as you were seated at the table, Nami dropped a bomb on you.

“I want you to join our crew,” she said to everyone, but her eyes were mostly on you. The others wore looks of surprise at varying stages, and turned to look at Luffy, who was wearing the most peculiar expression.

“Sure. I like _____. She can join, if you really want, Nami,” he said after a moment. The expression cleared up into a huge grin and that seemed to settle the matter for them.

Nami turned to you, putting on her best puppy dog expression, jutting her lower lip out. “Will you please join, _____? It would mean a lot to me,” she said, squeezing the hand she still held.

You laughed, a full laugh that rang out over the din of the bar and wrapped your arms around her. “Yeah, sure, Nami. I’d love to.”

#cat burglar nami #nami x reader #one piece scenarios

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titconao3 · 6 years ago

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Frank Castle for the character ask!

Refers to this ask, send me a character and I’ll list…

(brace yourself, it’s pretty long!)

favourite thing about them

OMG OMG do i have to choose *flail*He seems like a pretty chill guy when he’s not in full-on emo guns-out murder mode. Not the kind to ask himself pointless questions that will only cause distress, and that seems so… nice. Soothing. He’s good at waiting for the right moment, the right shot (sniper skillz!). He can be quiet.(Well, I’m not sure Dinah or Curt would agree on that one ^_^ put the gun down Frank - put that gun down. Please?)This appeals to me, probably because I’m always doing the brain-churn thing inside and I wish it would just stop rather often ;-)

He is generally practical-minded and down-to-earth (well not so sure about the razor blade under the skin, but he wasn’t 100% sane at the time? although I’m not sure he ever is, really… but then, he was even less sane!), but he doesn’t overdo it: he doesn’t feel the need to advertise his skills, he just does what he believes he has to do. With extra bloodspill and gunpowder on top.He reads books but doesn’t make a big deal out of it, he knows himself pretty well, he understands how people work. He makes mistakes, but he deals with it and ploughs forward. Like Matt, he is Will and Purpose. Like Matt too, if he gets ploughed over while he’s on a mission, he doesn’t care. He can be his own casualty, as long as the mission gets done. People who care for him find that extremely scary (and it is!) but it’s also something I can admire.

He is, as Root said about Shaw in Person of Interest, an arrow. The calm centre in the middle of the hurricane.Some people probably think he’s dumb because he doesn’t dazzle you with words or convoluted strategies… those people don’t last long.

He also generally doesn’t pretend - what you see is what you get, and when he loves / likes you it’s full on to the death unless you betray him. In that case, it’s to YOUR death. (Hi, Bill.)

least favourite thing about them

Hm.Well, what he does is, in fact, bad. But we can’t hate him for it because we know why, because the bad guys are even worse, because he puts limits to his acts and abides by them… and I don’t want to root for him. But i do, all while knowing i shouldn’t.

Don’t make me have complicated feels, Frank è_é (which is also probably what his friends think about him, tbh).

Also, shoes on furniture: NO.

favourite line

I don’t know… You gotta do what you gotta do? Pretty iconic. Or, I really like pancakes? I killed him (you didn’t)?Or the One batch, two batch, Penny and dime thing?Maybe I should say whenever he says nothing, or just one word. I like that he doesn’t overuse words. He’s short, to the point. Bit grunty at times, sure ;-) but he doesn’t obfuscate.

brOTP

DAMN don’t ask me to choose.Curt is a wonderful, wonderful friend who goes with Frank until he thinks Frank goes too far; then he’s not afraid to confront him. Curt is The Best <3 (also it’s always useful to have a medic friend, you know?)I hope Curt can go back to his girlfriend and explain stuff and that he’s happy!

Dinah’s ambivalence around Frank is fascinating - she hunts him, listens to him, uses him, respects him, enables him… and he, on the other hand, avoids her, pulls her out of a burning vehicle (it’s a trend), calls her for help, argues with her… theirs is a complex relationship, and I’m in for it!

Early days Billy, they seemed so close and I can’t help but be all ARGH T_T about it. Would Billy have made the same choices a few years earlier? Would he have betrayed Frank and let his family be killed? Was the closeness we saw, in the army and outside of it & even involving Frank’s family, all a lie?So. Many. Questions! So. Much. Angst!

I would love to see more Brett & Frank as reluctant team partners *evil cackle*

And then of course, there’s Matt! All their interactions in DDS2, the evolution, the respect that grows there all while their philosophies are at odds… or are they? etc etc.

Last but definitely NOT least, MICRO! I missed David and generally speaking the Liebermans so much in S2. There already were kids in canon for Frank to be attached to! *coughcough* David and his robe, David not taking any of Frank’s BS, David helping Frank, being scared for him, yelling at him…

OTP

Hm. Matt, or Beth, or Maria ;-) i really liked Beth, they seemed to hit it off and she looked like someone who - like Maria, and the people who matter in his life - wouldn’t let him forget there are two people in a partnership. He can, I think, be very self-centred, and can wilfully ignore his actions impact others when he’s on his quest. Someone who recognizes he can be an asshole and calls him out on it, while still providing an anchor that reels him back in. Someone he can care for / be protective of, but who he knows deep down doesn’t need him. He needs to feel needed, I think, but if nothing counterbalances that he can be way too overbearing.

Maria, Beth, Matt can protect themselves (well, Matt less than the others, he can’t protect himself from himself) and are no frail little things; but Frank needs to feel needed and Beth, for example, shows appreciation of his behaviour with her son, appreciates he’s respectful with her, etc. She needs that in her life, she is clear about it and he certainly provides. Maria raised two kids on her own and didn’t take any of his shit.

Or, generally, Frank/peace; but that won’t happen…

nOTP

i don’t ship him with Curt (buddy vibes), Dinah (not really buddies but I don’t get the shippy vibes at all either), or Karen. Or Billy, I think it’s a thing too but it’s way too sad / doomed for me.Also Micro seems too into his wife to have anything left for Frank ;-)

random headcanon

Our big boy Frank is a bit of a health nut. As a Marine, it was drilled into him that his body is a weapon, and he takes care of it so it serves him well. Okay, so sometimes he forgets he can’t pick up another one if it gets destroyed like he can a gun, but generally speaking he exercises regularly and if he can, he’ll eat well (the macrobiotic line in S1? I never got over it!).

unpopular opinion

Probably not being into Kastle?Generally speaking, I don’t ship Karen with anyone, so no Kastle for me. No beef from me if you do! Ship (or not) and let ship (or not) ^_^

I actually really like the idea of Karen and Frank as friends, because she refuses to take his bullshit and he is 200% grateful for what she did for him - seeing him as a person, reminding him of his family even if it hurt, etc. That’s canon and I can definitely roll with it, and I don’t see the need to add to it just because he’s a guy and she’s a woman. I like strong relationships that don’t need love / sex on top of it. Those relationships matter too, including between people identifying as different genders.

song i associate with them

To be honest, I’m not that good at music stuff; I don’t listen to a lot of music and when I do it’s usually stuff I’m familiar with over new. I prefer the quiet ^_^However, this time, I will give you one: Marilyn Manson’s Killing Strangers. Not only do the lyrics fit, it’s also written about a vet’s PTSD.

favorite picture of them

no idea… sorry ^_^

#beguilewritesstuff #punisher #the punisher #frank castle #ask

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flabbergabst · 8 years ago

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Captain Canary: Turncoat (Reimagined with Snart)

A headcanon fic of what could’ve happened if Snart were in the latest episode of Legends of Tomorrow--very much alive and not a hallucination.

Disclaimer: Includes MAJOR SPOILERS. Scenes are based on the episode itself. The lines of the characters not interacting with Snart are 100% based on the lines they said on the episode. Other than that, they’re all mine. Some elements of the episode were changed to accommodate the flow I have in mind like characters doing things another character did on the episode. Also, Captain Canary, as usual. Done come at me for how Rip was written because he was actually a bad guy this episode, which is amazing tbh. But yeah, he’s written as a bad guy here. How would the Legends react to a bad guy.

Could also be read/viewed in AO3

TURNCOAT

“This is a trap. It’s Chicago all over again,” Sara said, leaning over the center console surrounded by the rest of the crew after a timeshock the Waverider just experienced.

Their new captain and the nerds are talking about the Legion luring them in 1776 by killing George Washington. Leonard honestly didn’t care that much if not because of what the Legion could possible do next. He was sitting on the captain’s chair, head tilted and listening to the rest of them.

“If Washington’s so cool, why is he on the $1 bill and Franklin’s on the $100 bill?”, Mick so smugly said. It’s not a secret that of all the Legends, the rogues are the ones familiar with which person goes on which bill.

Nate immediately replied, “He is cool, but he did not lead the troops across the Delaware in a sneak attack. Washington did.”

“Are we supposed to sit here for a history lesson or just plan on saving Washington?”, Leonard finally spoke aloud, vacating the captain’s chair to move to the one closest to it.

“Len’s right,” Sara said, arms crossed and still leaning on the console. “We have to save Washington. We just need to be careful about it. The Legion still have plans recruiting Snart so we better move. Let’s buckle up.”

As their captain brisk-walked to her chair, the rest of the team fall into place, seating in random.

“Wait, how do we even know where to find Washington?” Amaya asked with a sigh.

“The night before crossing Delaware, Washington was…” Nate was just beginning to explain the history behind it when Leonard groaned in annoyance. “We could just ask Gideon to plot the course; nobody needs this Wikipedia babble,” the older man replied.

“Shut up, Snart. Nate, where is he again?” Sara turned his chair towards the seated team and rolled her eyes.

“He’s in Pennsylvania at the home of William Keith,” the historian softly replied.

Exasperated, Amaya answered, “So we’re just gonna break into someone’s house on Christmas Eve?”

“We’ll do it,” Mick and Leonard both said at the same, almost telepathically.

“There’s probably gonna be a Christmas banquet,” Nate replied, almost giving up on the two.

After setting the course on the console, Sara turned her chair again to face them and gave her orders and pointing at them as she gives them out, “Congratulations, Mick, you just became a private in the U.S Army. Nate, Amaya, you two will pose as wealthy newlyweds eager to make a contribution to the revolutionary cause. Jax and Stein, quarterback the mission from the ship. At the first sign of trouble, you Firestorm up. Ray, I need you to miniaturize down in the ATOM suit…”

“Ah! A toy in a Christmas stocking!”, Mick eagerly yelled out, earning himself a glare from the captain.

“…and run reconnaissance. As for you, Snart, you get to be my escort. If you steal something, I’m cutting off one of your hands.”

“Wonderful,” Leonard replied flatly.

“Alright,” Sara said with a smirk,” let’s go save America.”

---

PENNSYLVANIA 1776 CHRISTMAS EVE

The Legends entered the Keith household discreetly starting with the crook and the assassin, Sara’s arm around Snart’s, both of them scanning the hall almost immediately after they came in. Leonard was nowhere near comfortable wearing layers of frilly outfit and he wouldn’t believe Sara when she told him he looks great on it.

“You think a 1770s painting will be worth millions in 2017?” Snart whispered to Sara’s right, his lips slightly touching her ear.

Sara pinched Leonard from her hold. “Keep your hands to yourself, Len. I mean it.”

“I don’t think I can after seeing you wear that corset.”

“Not now.”

They were followed by Amaya and Nate, off to the other side of the hall, and then by Mick with a miniaturized Ray sitting on his hat. It took a while for the team to convince Mick to have the scientist be carried on top of Mick’s hat without Leonard making a sexual innuendo. In the end, it ended up with Sara threatening to leave both of them together in 1776 before their pyro friend could agree.

Sara broke away from her hold and asked Leonard to scan the rest of the ground floor for Washington, making him promise not to take anything.

“Leonard,” Sara said sternly.

“Yeah, yeah. I promise.”

As she was scouring the banquet, a tall man approached him, holding a small cup.

“Could I interest you in a glass of eggnog, ma’am?”, the man asked.

“Thanks”, Sara replied, taking the glass and downing it in one go. The man then raised his eyebrow at the sight of it.

From across the room, Leonard was watching Sara interact with the man. Although he’s not worried about the man possibly hitting on Sara, it still made him pause to analyze what’s happening. Sara looked small beside the man’s towering height. He was starting to get lost on his thoughts when Sara smirked at the man and right then Leonard knew, they found Washington.

Sara tipped her head towards Mick who was nearest to her, silently asking for a hand. At her peripheral vision, she could also see Leonard approaching, his hand on his pockets, casually walking.

Just as Sara was about to ask Washington to leave, a band of British soldiers entered the house, guns blazing at the guests. It took a minute to convince Washington to leave. Leonard’s first instinct was to get near Mick and use their guns to cover Sara and Washington as they exit.

“Georgie, out the back now,” Mick growled, pointing the gun at the man. Sara half-dragged Washington outside the house, enough for him to stare at the woman in confusion and said, “You are a most unusual woman.”

“That, she is,” Leonard replied, being the last to get out and checking if somebody came to follow them.

Nate, Amaya, And Ray were left inside to deal with the remaining of the British soldiers.

As the rogues, the canary, and Washington were on their way outside, they felt a huge burst of energy, similar to the time the Particle Accelerator exploded in Central City. They didn’t know what caused it but the lights on Leonard and Mick’s guns were both set off by it.

“My gun, it’s fried!” Mick said, annoyed.

“It’s not fried,” Leonard replied. “Our guns being dead are not because the battery’s off or because we over-used it. The energy might have caused it.”

“We should turn back,” Washington said, still confused of what’s happening.

“Protecting you is our first priority,” Sara replied, always the leader.

Leonard then walked faster than the other three and said, “And protecting our own lives is the second. Or third. Or maybe it’s not even in the list.”

Just as the three of them were walking towards where the Waverider was parked, a bunch of red coat-wearing men appeared on their path. At the first second, Leonard recognized the man in front as Rip. Immediately, he knows that the stance was off and the body language was different. This wasn’t the Rip that recruited them. Neither is he the ‘Phil’ that they rescued from the Legion, only for him to be taken away again. This was different. And he’s betting the stolen golden locket necklace in his pocket that the Legion messed him up.

Maybe because of desperation, Sara failed to see the difference. She has always been the one eager to save every member of the team that gets into trouble. No doubt she wanted to retrieve Rip.

Sara slightly ran towards Rip and at the sight of Sara being a few steps ahead of the three of them, Leonard’s stomach flipped.

Alexa.

“Rip?,” Sara asked, “how did you get here?”

“I don’t like this,” Mick said from beside Washington.

Leonard didn’t say anything but kept his useless Cold gun on the holster and replaced it with a dagger Sara gave him. One which he keeps at his waistband.

“Rip.”

“Hello, Sara,” Rip said coldly and void of any emotions.

Time slowed down for Leonard and all his senses were heightened. Just like he was running a heist. Behind him he could hear glasses shattering and gunners marching to roam around the house. His hands were protected from the cold but the goosebumps on his nape tells him that the wind is getting much colder. His teeth were gritted, showing much of the pressure and the tension that he’s trying to downplay externally.

His eyes then went to Rip.

Then to the gun on his right hand.

Before he could do anything, he felt Sara fell down beside him, caught by Mick before completely falling on the ground. A bullet entered her stomach where she was then shot by the three arrows that killed her.

“Goodbye, Sara”

After processing what just transpired in front of him, Leonard grabbed the dagger from his waistbelt. “Son of a bitch,” Leonard heard Mick say.

“You bastard,” Leonard scowled, placing his body in between Rip and Sara.

“Mr. Snart, Mr. Rory, we meet again,” their former captain smugly said, as if forgetting he just shot Sara.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”, Mick asked, feeling the tension of his partner in front of them. A silent Snart would always be the one to scare Mick the most. And this man is just staring straight onto Rip, not moving a muscle.

“On the contrary,” Rip answered, “nothing has ever been more right. “

The British man took a step sideways to catch a glance at the injured woman carried by Mick. “If anything,” he proceeded, touching Sara’s cheek, “we’re a bit more alike now aren’t we?”

“Don’t you dare touch her,” Leonard said deeply, his voice coming from his very depths.

With his position, he could easily slice Rip’s throat and to be honest, he is very willing to do that just because of the fact that he dared to shoot Sara. But his men surrounded them. Two were behind Mick. One behind Washington. If he does something stupid they could shoot them all and be done with it.

Sara was just shot. Not killed. He’s not about to make it worse.

He’s going to get back at him, but not this time. Not when he has Sara to worry about.

“Take them away!” Rip ordered his men. Immediately they took hold of Washington, Mick, and himself. The men forced Sara out of Mick’s grip and let her fall on the ground along with Leonard’s dagger.

They weren’t even ten steps away when Rip looked back at the three captured men and stopped.

“Leave Mr. Snart with her,” Rip ordered the two men restraining Snart. “I believe it would hurt him more to watch the woman he loves slowly die in front of him rather than to physically torture him.”

With a strong punch to the gut and a kick when he fell down, the men left him to crawl to get where Sara was lying, groaning and gasping for air—her blood making the snow on the ground crimson red.

---

“Sara,” Leonard softly said, tasting blood on his mouth. Little by little he used his knees to brace his weight as he pulled himself towards the coughing woman.

One he got near her, he did his best to sit upright and with all his might, he picked up Sara and placed her head on his lap. He did this to allow Sara to catch some air and to avoid the blood in her mouth to stop the air flow. “Sara,” he repeated, “can you squeeze my hand?”

She faintly squeezed the hand that Leonard was holding, her eyes closed.

Using the dagger he dropped, he cut a huge piece of her dress and folded it to place it inside her undergarment, trying to stop the blood from gushing out.

“H-here we are ag-gain,” Sara faintly said, her voice unstable from both the pain and the cold.

“Near-death and the cold,” Leonard responded with a slight lightness on his voice. “But we both know how this always ends. You, wearing my parka. The both of us alive and cuddling beneath my blanket in my room.”

“Mhm,” was Sara’s only response. She’s still weak and is trying her hardest not to fall asleep.

Leonard started running all the possible scenarios on his head. Going back inside the Keith house to search for medical materials to patch up Sara would be dangerous—not when the British soldiers haven’t left the house yet. Staying outside with both of them lying on the snow to wait for a team member to see them could take time—something Sara might not have if the bleeding continues.

His remaining plan is to carry her to the Waverider, where Gideon could fix her.

“Am I interrupting your slumber or would you rather we go to the ship now?” Leonard whispered, earning a smirk from the woman.

“Y-you might have to c-carry m-me,” the assassin said, ashamed of showing weakness at a time of battle.

Leonard leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead, his bloody glove stroking her cheeks. “I don’t mind.”

Slowly, Leonard carried Sara in a bridal position, avoiding the road and walking beneath the trees to avoid detection from Rip and his gang of British gits. Not far from where they left was an uncloaked Waverider. Snart then realized that whatever killed the power on their guns, might just killed the power of the ship, too.

No Gideon.

He threw rocks at the front hatch and soon, Jax and Stein were welcoming him and Sara inside. On the way to the MedBay, the professor explained how in the middle of the mission, all the power was killed.

Sara continued groaning and clutching her abdomen, making Stein and the kid worry.

“Hang in there, Sara,” Jax said, removing all the things on top of the medical bed. “Hang in there.”

“Don’t worry,” Sara replied. “Died once. Wasn’t a fan.”

“Let’s not make the death count rise,” Leonard replied, slowly placing her down and instinctly placing the IV bracelet on her, only to be reminded a few seconds after that the power is down.

“What can we do?”, he then asked.

Martin stood beside Sara and started soothing the younger woman’s arm. “We need Gideon’s medical capabilities to extract the bullet and repair any internal damage.”

“Well, obviously, Gideon’s not online. What do we do now?!”, Leonard then snapped at the professor and moved away from Sara to lean on the wall across them, not wanting to crown them more—not wanting to add to the damage.

Jax then briskly approached the other half of Firestorm and said, “If we merge, we can use Firestorm’s nuclear energy to repair the time drive and get Gideon back online.”

“Brilliant.”

The two men stepped away from Sara and clapped their hands—but nothing happened.

Leonard would have found this absurd, if not only Sara’s life depended on it. Getting irritated, he started opening his mouth to say another snarky remark when his eyes lay on Sara, obviously struggling with the pain she’s in. It was no secret that of all of them, maybe Sara has the strongest tolerance to pain—but that doesn’t mean she can set aside the pain she’s feeling.

“Whatever fried the ship must’ve done the same thing to our Quantum Splicer, like an EMP,” Jax explained.

The two were on the middle of planning when they heard Sara speak, “Jax…”

“I’ll find a way to get Gideon online,” the kid said as he approached Sara, “you just hang in there.”

“Jax, it was Rip.”

Perplexed, Jax took a step backward. “What? No, no, no, that’s not possible.”

Sara swallowed before continuing, “The Legion must’ve found some way to turn him.”

“No, they could never…”

“Well, they have,” Leonard said, kicking the wall to get on the foot where Sara was. “And Rip shot her. It wasn’t even our version of Rip—it was an unremorseful version of our former captain.”

Jax shook his head. “Whatever the Legion’s done to Rip, we gotta get him back.”

“Jax,” Sara faintly said, “I’m putting you in charge.”

“Well...me? But…why not Snart?”

“You got this,” Sara replied alongside a groan. “Leonard, he—“

Her eyes went to the man across her, his jaw clenched. His hands were both touching Sara’s feet, assuring himself that she’s still here.

Sara looked back at the youngest member of the crew. “He’s not thinking straight right now. He won’t be able to run around and fix every single goddamned problem we have,” she paused to take a long breath. “Len’s angry. He might kill Rip. We need him alive. He knows where the rest of the spear is.”

Sara bit her lip and tightened her hold on Jax’s hand. “And if today is the day I’ll really die, let me be selfish,” she continued. “I need him here beside me.”

At that statement, Sara went unconscious.

“Grey, do something!”

“She’s still alive,” Martin said, “I’ll try to stabilize her but we need Gideon.”

“I don’t know how to be a Captain, man,” Jax said, freaking out internally.

“Yes, you do, Jefferson,” the old man replied.

---

As Jax went out the Medbay to discuss the possible course of action with Ray, Leonard and Stein waited in the infirmary for any signal of the return of the ship’s power. Martin sat on the other medical bed, giving Snart a seat to place beside their unconscious captain.

“We can save her, Mr. Snart,” Martin immediately replied when he saw Leonard one hand clutching Sara’s hand, and the other pressing a cloth down the bullet’s entry point.

The other man ignored what he said, or maybe his thoughts were just too loud for him to hear what the physicist said.

Martin just stared at the two of the fiercest members of the Legends. It wasn’t a secret that Sara and Mick really pushed themselves to retrieve an atomically scattered Leonard from the time stream. Their resident crook and assassin never even tried to hide their growing affection for each other. They aren’t in a relationship, as far as the team is concerned, but then they realized that the two don’t need labels. They’re whatever they think they are to each other and as far as Martin is concerned, he believes that Leonard and Sara are just making the most out of the every second they’re together—alive.

“She can’t wait any longer,” Martin said, seeing Sara’s shallow breaths. He stormed away from the Medbay, leaving Leonard to look after her.

---

A few minutes after Martin left the Medbay, Leonard heard a noise of metal being pulled apart. Rip and some of his British guards were trying to pry open the hatch to get to the ship. Leonard held Sara’s hands tightly, watching the color of her face, afraid it’ll turn paler that how it is.

On the door of the Medbay came Jax and Martin arguing.

“I’ll handle Rip. You operate on Sara,” Leonard heard Jax order Stein.

“Damn it, Jefferson. I’m a physicist, not a doctor.”

“I’ll do it,” Snart stood up and yelled from the inside.

Both men looked at him strangely, both afraid that he might mess it up or that he might make it worse.

Snart glared at the both of them coldly that sent shivers down Jax’s spine.

“I’ve took plenty of bullets out of my own body after run-ins with Central City police,” the thief explained. “I’m not gonna mess this up. I know what I’m gonna lose if I do. You both deal with Rip, the Waverider, Washington and Mick, and all the shit that’s going on. I’m staying with Sara.”

The men just nodded and went their way to continue the plan they discussed with miniature Ray.

And alas, he was alone with Sara in the Medbay again.

---

The last time Leonard took a bullet out of his arm was four years ago. Back then the only tools he had were the the usual things he had on the first aid kit of one of his safehouses. Luckily now, he’s got a room-full of medical materials to help him.

He tried imagining that this wasn’t Sara; just so he could remove all the emotions he is feeling and just remove the bullet and patch her up. But seeing her pale lips made him quiver.

He has to focus.

Len rummaged the Medbay’s cabinets in search for an ice bag, alcohol, a blade, surgical scissors, scalpel, needle and thread, and anything he deems helpful in removing the bullet. He took a clean towel and submerged it in water. Carefully, he unbuttoned the lower portion of Sara’s time-appropriate white undergarments to reveal the gunshot wound. Leonard winced at the sight of it. He took the towel and did his best to clean the area, leaving no trace of blood except from where the bullet entered her. He then covered the area with the cold towel and placed the ice bag on top of it, sitting on top of the wound in attempt to numb the area. Anesthesia is certainly not available and even though Sara is unconscious, Leonard wouldn’t want to cause more pain on her.

He took the time to sanitize the surgical scissors and the scalpel. He ran what he’ll do in his head so once he starts, there would be little to no margin of errors.

Before removing the ice bag and the towel, he held her hand once more and looked at her—her breaths are still shallow and are a few seconds apart.

“This is gonna hurt, okay?” Leonard said reassuringly, fully knowing that the woman couldn’t hear him. “I’m sorry. This will hurt but this will have to do for now.”

He placed Betadine on a cotton ball and swabbed it around the wound. He then took the scalpel and sliced a few centimeters from the wound to allow the surgical scissors to retrieve the bullet. Maybe it was a good thing she was unconscious. He imagined hearing Sara groan as he pulls the bullet out of her. Her cries would break him.

It was a relief that the bullet wasn’t too deep. He held his breath as his hands did the work. His eyes are clouding and his knees are shaking but he dismissed everything else and just focused on Sara.

It didn’t take long before the bullet was out of her body and is being dropped on a metal container beside the bed. Leonard swiftly placed the thread on the needle’s eye and expertly sealed the wound, applying anti-infection gels from the future. This part he was most familiar of, seeing that there are many scars in his body that he himself has patched up. As he was about to be finished, he saw the three star-like scars on her stomach—a reminder.

He sighed and hoped this will be the last time she’ll be given a reminder that life is cruel and unjust.

---

Rip and two of his guards were finally able to open the hatch and Rip immediately ordered the two to kill anyone in sight. One of them fell into a smoke trap that Jax set up, allowing the kid to beat him up till he’s unconscious, and handcuffing him to one of the bars along the hallway. The other one got duped by being distracted by a gift on a table. While the guards were dealing with the crew, Rip was busy looking for the piece of spear inside his old study.

Annoyed, Rip left the study only to see the unconscious bodies of his guards. He still thinks Sara is dead and Snart probably grieving her. He assumed Stein would too old to set up these traps and Ray is still in his miniature form.

That leaves Jax.

“Give it up, Jax!” Rip yelled as he walked along the corridor. “I taught you everything you know about the Waverider. There’s nowhere to hide. I know every nook and cranny on this ship.”

---

Leonard was now assured that Sara would be alright. She’s still weak but once Gideon is online, they could heal her quickly.

His patience is wearing thin. He could hear gunshots nearing the Medbay and he knows that the only thing to do is help Jax capture Rip while Martin and Ray fix the ship’s power source. He may be leaving Sara on the medbay but he needs to make sure nobody ever goes near that room.

Picking up all the sharp objects he could get, Leonard marched out the medbay, praying he’ll come across Rip to have him feel the same pain he put Sara through.

---

It’s as if Jax and Rip were playing a game of cat and mouse and soon enough, they landed on the empty room across the Medbay. Knowing that both Sara and Leonard are still inside, Jax distracted Rip but running behind the Brit and avoiding the gunshots shooting at him.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Jax,” Rip called out.

“Yeah,” Jax huffed as he ran. “Says the guy who shot Sara.”

“A small price to pay for the Spear of Destiny, don’t you think? Think about it Jax,” Rip replied, “the spear allows us to rewrite reality. Now if you were to help me, your father would no longer have to die.”

“The only way you’re getting that spear is by prying it from my cold, dead hands,” Jax said, speeding away from the bullets flying towards him, hoping they could get Gideon online as soon as possible.

---

Rip then noticed a blood trail that could only mean that Sara was brought on board. Whether or not Sara is alive, he knows an injured assassin has no fight against a man with a gun. He followed the tracks and sure enough, it led to the Medbay where Sara, evidently, just woke up from unconsciousness. Color has just returned to her face but she’s still clutching her injured abdomen.

Jax was running towards the Medbay when he heard a loud gasp from the room. He immediately entered and saw Rip—his hand was on Sara’s throat, choking and squeezing it hard. His eyes wandered around the room and realized that Snart isn’t inside.

“Get away from her,” Jax pleaded with Rip but the man just raised a gun on him.

“Not another step.”

Sara was not clutching Rip’s hand in attempt to take his hands off, choking and gasping for air.

“Now, one last time,” Rip spoke, “where’s the piece of the spear?”

Jax walked around so that Rip’s back is against the entrance of the Medbay. Rip squeezed harder and Sara’s cries started to sound louder.

“I’m not telling you nothing,” Jax said, keeping his eyes from the door as not to reveal the slow and steady entrance of Leonard.

A tiny hint of noise from Leonard could potentially prompt Rip to shoot Jax or to kill Sara. Without his cold gun with him, he has no way of attacking Rip from afar.

“The piece of spear is inside your telescope,” Jax admitted in fear of his friend being killed. Yet Rip didn’t remove his hand on Sara’s neck.

“Rip. Rip, it’s Sara,” Jax begged. “It’s Sara.”

Rip stared down at the woman slowly losing air and said, “You say her name as if she’s supposed to matter to me…she doesn’t.”

And before Rip could press harder to do more damage, Leonard bolted from his stance and knocked Rip out with the butt of his inactive Cold Gun. Once the man was down, Leonard continued to beat him up, unable to hear Jax asking him to stop.

“She may not matter to you,” Leonard said with full rage, “but she means everything to me.”

“Snart!”, Jax yelled and that zapped Snart out of his wrath. His hands are bloody and sore and he’s shaking. Rip is on the floor, sprawled a beaten to a pulp. Leonard could’ve done more damage. He could’ve killed him right then and there.

Jax was still sitting on the floor when he got up and went beside Sara.

Len checked her pulse, her breathing. “I’ll never leave you again.”

He then turned to Jax who looked as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. “You did good, Kid,” he said with sincerity. “You did good.”

“I almost got Sara killed, man,” Jax said, his voice shaking. “I want to kill that prick so badly.”

Leonard sighed at the younger man’s statement. “I’d want that too, kid. But I’m not gonna have you put blood on your hands. It’s too big of a weight to carry.”

In about a minute after, the lights turned on and Gideon was again on line. Ray and Martin fixed the power as

“Hello, Mr. Snart. How could I be of assistance? Make sure Sara will be okay. I have business to deal with.”

---

Leonard half-dragged a beat-up Rip outside the Waverider with the now active Coldgun on his leg holster.

“I should’ve expected this,” Rip smugly said. “Once a killer, always a killer, huh Mr. Snart?”

“You almost killed her,” Leonard coldly said. “You tried to kill her twice today. She isn’t supposed to die, not like that, not by you.”

“So you’re killing me instead? Well, I haven’t got all day for this. If you’re gonna shoot me then, please, get on with it,” the Brit arrogantly retorted. “I’ll make it easier for you.”

Rip then spread his arms and closed his eyes, the smooth hum of the activation of the Cold gun engulfing his ears.

As Snart powers up his weapon, a faint voice was heard from a few steps away. “Len, don’t.”

His piercing eyes turned back and saw Sara, walking slowly, but determined to get near them.

“Sara? You should be on the medbay.”

“Will you put your gun down, Len? Just go back with me to the ship”, she asked, ignoring him.

“No,” Leonard replied, eyes back at Rip. “He’s tried to kill you. Twice. He’s with the Legion now and the Rip we know is gone. I have to do this.”

Slowly, Sara approached Leonard and held the hand not holding the gun. “That’s how a killer thinks,” she said, mimicking their exchange in Russian. The mission where he saved her. Where he saved her humanity. Sara took a deep breath and brought his hand to her lips and kissed his knuckles. “That’s not you anymore.”

Leonard closed his eyes and dropped his head, along with his gun. “Run, Rip. Run as far as you can away from me because I don’t know what I’ll do the next time I see you.”

Rip did run fast and he ran far, back to the Legion.

What he left behind was Leonard, arms over Sara. The woman leaning on to him for support and strength. “Let’s go back and celebrate Christmas.”

---

The entire crew gathered around the mess hall, popping Christmas crakers and drinking the liquor Gideon made for them. It was Ray’s idea to celebrate Christmas and to be completely honest, none of them disagreed. Not even the Rogues. Even Mick is wearing a paper hat after being forced by Amaya to put it on.

“Well, would you care to do the honors?”, Martin said after placing the turkey in front of Sara. “You certainly know your way around a knife.”

Beside her, Leonard handed Sara the knife to carve the turkey with and gave her a smirk, which she returned.

“Well the League never covered poultry, but I’ll give it a shot,” Sara said, twirling the sharp knife on her hand like it was nothing.

“That’s sexy,” Leonard quietly commented, only to be heard by Sara. She chuckled as she continued carving their meal.

Leonard looked around the table and thought about how absurd this set-up is. Mick and Ray with silly paper hats on. A Christmas dinner with a physicist, a scientist, and a historian. The bravest kid he’s ever met. A woman from the 40s fixing the Christmas tree. An assassin giving them their portions. He’s never seen anything like it.

“This Christmas dinner idea? It might be your best one yet,” Jax told Ray who smugly smiled. “Makes it feel like home.”

“Yeah. Right down to the drunk uncle,” Ray said, patting Mick who just shrugged. Leonard didn’t even hide the snicker.

“Careful, Haircut. I’m your forefather now.”

The crew then exchanged gifts they have for each other. If Leonard knew this will be happening, he would’ve asked Gideon to make something for all of them. But he only got three. For Mick, a hand-held vacuum cleaner. For Jax, a signed football from NFL Legend Joe Montana with a note, “from one legend to another”. And for Sara.

After their captain is done carving the turkey, Leonard pulled her to a side and gave her a small box.

“Merry Christmas,” Leonard said softly. “And Happy birthday. Open it,”

Before Sara could thank him, she swiftly removed the ribbon and opened the box. Inside was a small button pin with the word ‘Hero’ on it.

Such a simple gift but it was enough to make Sara feel warm on the inside. She gave him a brief hug and a kiss on the cheek, not wanting to show intimacy in front of the team, mainly to avoid getting teased by Mick. “Thank you.”

Sara rounded the team up to return to their seats. She stood up from hers and tapped her glass of champagne. “Alright, Merry Christmas. Happy holidays, and whatever people say who exist outside the timeline.” She took a deep breath and continued. “Now, I know that it may seem like we don’t have anything to celebrate. Rip’s been brainwashed and took our piece of the Spear of Destiny. There’s a monument in Washington D.C to Rory…”

The team laughed and actually cheered for him.

They then went back to Sara.

“But…we saved America. Months ago we save Leonard. And now we’re gonna save Rip. And get back the rest of the spear, because as powerful as the Legion may be, they don’t have…this,” Sara said, looking at everyone. “Family. And we all know, nobody fights like family.”

All throughout her speech, Leonard was holding Sara’s hand. As he said to her earlier that evening, this night will end the same. The two of them in his room, under the covers. Both alive. Together.

A toast was given by all of them. To family. And to what the future might hold.

-END-

Based on a prompt sent earlier today by @fangirl0319: “could you write a fic if Leonard had been alive for last nights episode and how he would've reacted”

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