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a-redharlequin:
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craptaincold:
Originally posted by re-vitalizou
I’m not in this fandom (I’m not even 100% sure which fandom this is) and I’m still here for it.
He stole that mug, didn’t he.
Now that I think about it, he might have.
copperbadge DCTV’s The Flash, that’s Captain Cold, and he is drinking that hot cocoa in front of the very man (the Flash himself) who’s house he has broken into on Christmas eve after a prison break. He complained that they were out of marshmallows.
This man is ‘be gay, do crime’ incarnate.
copperbadge Oh, but my dear Harle tells the story in such an understated way.
Imagine, if you will, that you’re a supervillain, who has manipulated the dashing young hero into telling you his identity, and that you’ve worked together twice. You’re not exactly on a friendly basis, because he keeps trying to redeem you, and you keep trying to foil his heroic plans.
The other villains, the ones who broke you out of prisons, are planning to kill your nemesis. You’re not interested, because he’s a challenge. He makes the game fun. And besides, you owe him one for saving your beloved sister.
So, how does a villain pay back his debts with this vital piece of information? You *could* send him a text. Give him a call. Send a letter. But all of those are insufficiently dramatic.
No, instead, you break into the house where the dashing CSI slash superhero lives with his adoptive father, a police detective. You go through the kitchen cabinets, finding the ingredients for hot cocoa (but no mini marshmallows), making yourself a cup, finding the most ridiculous novelty mug possible, and then you bring your mug out to the living room.
There, you dim all the lights and set a roaring fire in the fireplace. You choose the position that will light you in the most dramatic way, and make yourself comfortable in an armchair, one knee splayed, with the foot on the other knee. Of course, you’re still wearing your signature parka, even indoors. Then, you wait for the superhero to come home, and once he turns the lights on and sees you, you greet him with “Ho, ho, ho,” drawled seductively.
I mean, the difficulty of finding out the Flash’s secret identity mostly involves “wait a bit and don’t be Iris West”, so the threatened mutilation of an innocent bystander was a bit overboard, but never let it be said Len isn’t dramatic.

bold-sartorial-statement:
a-redharlequin:
agentmarymargaretskitz:
copperbadge:
craptaincold:
Originally posted by re-vitalizou
I’m not in this fandom (I’m not even 100% sure which fandom this is) and I’m still here for it.
He stole that mug, didn’t he.
Now that I think about it, he might have.
This man is ‘be gay, do crime’ incarnate.
Imagine, if you will, that you’re a supervillain, who has manipulated the dashing young hero into telling you his identity, and that you’ve worked together twice. You’re not exactly on a friendly basis, because he keeps trying to redeem you, and you keep trying to foil his heroic plans.
The other villains, the ones who broke you out of prisons, are planning to kill your nemesis. You’re not interested, because he’s a challenge. He makes the game fun. And besides, you owe him one for saving your beloved sister.
So, how does a villain pay back his debts with this vital piece of information? You *could* send him a text. Give him a call. Send a letter. But all of those are insufficiently dramatic.
No, instead, you break into the house where the dashing CSI slash superhero lives with his adoptive father, a police detective. You go through the kitchen cabinets, finding the ingredients for hot cocoa (but no mini marshmallows), making yourself a cup, finding the most ridiculous novelty mug possible, and then you bring your mug out to the living room.
There, you dim all the lights and set a roaring fire in the fireplace. You choose the position that will light you in the most dramatic way, and make yourself comfortable in an armchair, one knee splayed, with the foot on the other knee. Of course, you’re still wearing your signature parka, even indoors. Then, you wait for the superhero to come home, and once he turns the lights on and sees you, you greet him with “Ho, ho, ho,” drawled seductively.
I mean, the difficulty of finding out the Flash’s secret identity mostly involves “wait a bit and don’t be Iris West”, so the threatened mutilation of an innocent bystander was a bit overboard, but never let it be said Len isn’t dramatic.
