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#Westallen fic
dayas · 2 years
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Okay one thing I LOVE in Westallen fanfics that is, like, my personal opinion of THE trope is the, “I bet you say that to all the girls.” “What other girls?” callback.
LIKE! I don’t know about y’all but every single time I read it in a fic I squeal so loud and my entire body shakes LMAO
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paperanmitsu · 1 year
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In Repair
Lol so I just marathoned s1-current Flash and I’m like here for westallen? I’m here, its my ship--they are my OTP. Sat down to write something because watching 7 and 8 was excruciating and needed something cathartic to release and heal the stress of it all. I’m returning after years to fanfic so pardon any of my dust and if I do anything wrong!
Basically a one shot comfort fic after Iris gets out of the mirror, playing around with how to heal as a married couple or rather finding healing together? IDK. it is what it is, hope you enjoy <3
Title: In Repair Fandom: The Flash (Arrowverse) Pairing: Westallen Word Count: 1679 Warnings: Angst? Hurt? Comfort? Healing? Trauma? 
She doesn’t try to make pancakes anymore, even though she remembers the voice of Nora-the best of both her and Barry talking about mom’s pancakes. Maybe her daughter would actually approve of this change in the timeline. 
He’d come downstairs to see her sitting blank eyed in the wreckage of their kitchen. She’d heard his voice calling to her, and wonders when the last time was that he’d said her name without a slight tinge of panic. Dimly she’s aware that it’s no one’s fault–the logical rational side of her that has adjusted as well as she can to being the wife of the fastest man alive who has far too many arch enemies for how sweet his smile is and optimistically hopeful his approach to life has always been. 
It’d been weeks after she’d returned, or maybe only a few days–she’s been having trouble with her time lately. Marrying a speedster makes time seem amorphous, and she has started to refer to the blocks of her days as events labeled by crisis and villains. He’d come down the stairs energetically as always, dimly she’d recognized his light steps that he always started the day with cheerfully wishing her a good morning, asking her how she slept and rambling about whatever thing he has planned for the day. She knows when he realizes something isn’t right because the way he says Iris immediately changes and she would know that crackle of electricity anywhere and she knows he’s surveying the wreckage of the kitchen silent taking in what probably is a pretty pathetic sight. 
Glass of wine in hand she’s sitting with her legs splayed out before her, a mess of mixing bowls, spatulas, measuring spoons littered across their usually neat kitchen. The floor, her clothes, her hair covered in a snowfall layer of flour. There’s a shattered plate thrown far away from her, decorating the burnt black pancakes like abstract art. She should take a picture, get it hung and see if a museum will hang it–she’d call it, “what a fucking mess my life it is”.
Iris?
She knows she should respond, she should reassure him with a smile and tell him that it’s alright and that she’ll be okay and that it’s nothing–because she’s Iris West-Allen, his lightning rod, his home. But she hadn’t been his home. She takes a sip of what she’s calling her breakfast wine so that the tears don’t slip down her cheeks. She’s too busy staring at her feet in an attempt to not look in his eyes, but she sees his pale hands come to rest on the brown expanse of her leg and the familiar way he runs it up and down calms her. It’s a habit of his, to run his fingers over her almost absentmindedly as if to remind himself that he did in fact get the girl, and that she is really in fact there. It’s those moments she knows that he’s trying to memorize what she feels like, to reassure himself she’s alive. He gives her quiet space, until she finally lifts her eyes to meet his and she sees in his face openness, patience, and he does that quirk with his mouth that she recognizes is his way of asking her, you okay?
“I thought I’d try making pancakes today.” she said, her own voice sounding separate from her body. He makes no sound but instead rests his hand on her leg, and she knows that he’s listening, soft concern and quiet comfort seeping from his fingers into her skin. “I failed.” 
She can’t help the strangled laugh that comes from her lips. “I thought, I could reclaim some of the time we lost, redo it. Take back what they stole from us, from me.”
The words, the emotions, they’re ugly–and now she’s afraid to look him in the eye. He’s always been so insistent in her goodness, in her perfection–she’s afraid to show him her ugly sides, to see the love in his eyes diminish when he realizes she isn’t all those things he’s sure she is. “I can’t even make my husband pancakes.” Would you have been happier with her? Do you want me to be more like her? Am I no longer enough for you with all these broken pieces, was she a better version then me? Was that why it took you so long to realize it wasn’t me? Is–that the version of me that you want me to be? 
These are all the phantom questions that have haunted the spaces in between them since she has returned, wisps in the air that she has been too afraid to make real. She knows that this is unfair of her to think it, he had been as much a victim as she had but it doesn’t change the fact that she’s feeling these things. 
“You know, I love that you can’t make pancakes.” His voice is low, soft and musing. “I love that you still try, I may not exactly love eating them–but I love that you try. You don’t need to learn how to make pancakes–that’s what I’m here for. What about waffles? Why don’t we ever make waffles?”
Laughter leaves her lips in a soft exhale, his rambling continuing–comforting because even if the world is ending Barry Allen will go off on tangents. It’s those moments that remind her of the before, before 9 month coma’s and villains of the week; before funerals every year and goodbyes and distance and shattering and mirror shards. Instead it’s textbooks and papers spread out over the dining table, late night brownies and mint-chip ice cream in the living room, it’s walking down school halls together as she listens to whatever new science thing he has learned. It’s knowing that she understands him and he understands her and in spite of everything they will be standing at the end of it all together because she is Iris and he is Barry and they were so entangled in each other that she knows it’d be impossible to separate where she begins and he ends. 
“I don’t know what to do.” It’s not what she had thought she would say but it slices through his words and leaves silence in the emptiness. She’s too scared to look in his eyes, “I don’t know what to say. How to feel. I’m angry.”
She feels him flinching, knowing the guilt that he still holds and hasn’t worked through and shakes her head as she looks at his face, his eyes now avoiding hers. “Not at you, at least not fully at you. It’s anger because I don’t know how I got here, how we got here. I’m angry at myself that I’m angry at you–you were hurt too. I’m angry because I don’t know who to blame, I know that there’s no one to blame and that it’d be easier to blame someone–something.”
Tears are sliding down her cheeks now and she hates it. Subconsciously her legs withdraw to her chest, her arms wrapped around them as she tries to make herself small–protecting herself from she doesn’t know what but she feels vulnerable, “What if I hadn’t gone on my own that night Barry? What if I hadn’t trusted her? And now there’s marks and traces of her everywhere, my clothes, this kitchen, our home–I let her in, I let her hurt you.”
His arms envelope her and his legs wrap around her enclosing her in a protective barrier from the world, and she sinks into his warmth and protection. He mutters soft nothings into her hair and he lets her talk, her guilt, anger, frustration cascades from her with the force of a torrential storm and he holds her, anchoring her in his warmth and his familiarity. Butterfly kisses on her temple, his hands writing words of encouragement along her bare skin, he lets her break down into little pieces. Only when she’s talked herself out, exhausted and sniffling and breathing slowly and sleepily from within the shelter of his body framing hers does he say anything, “It’s okay. These feelings-your feelings, share them with me Iris. I won’t hate you, I don’t think less of you. It’s not your fault, none of this mess is your fault. I’ll keep telling you until you believe it.”
She just sniffs, already uncomfortable with all the emotions that she has shared, awkward in her vulnerability, “I’m sorry that I ruined your shirt with my snot.”
His chuckle rumbles deep within his chest, “That’s what washing machines are for.”
“I’m not okay yet.”
“That’s alright, neither am I.”
“We’ll figure it out.”
“Together.”
“Together.”
It’s not perfect, it’s not magically healed. She knows there will be more breakdowns, more fights, more anger on the road to being okay again but-she also knows that it’s a start. That’s good enough for now. 
In the long silence after their emotions have subsided into synchronized breathing, while she’s still curled up in his warmth and solidness she feels brave enough to break the silence, “What do you want for breakfast?”
He’s quiet and she shifts to look at his face, curious. His green eyes study her face, as a slow fond smile lights up his face. That slow, happy, boyish smile that she knows he’s only ever given to her, the one that she possessively clutches in her heart because its hers and hers alone and he fondly leans in to kiss her quickly, “I think I’ll have my favorite Iris West-Allen breakfast special.”
She raises an eyebrow at him the teasing smile in his eyes causing her own mouth to widen in response and she knows what he’s gonna say feeling honey warm love radiating from her heart to briefly encompass her body in a quiet surety that they may not be completely okay yet, but that they would be. 
“Iris West-Allen, could you make me a banana?”
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finnicks · 2 years
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( fic ) i'm standing still
i'm standing still
the flash | iris/barry teen, 731 In his attempts to spoil her, Barry cooks Iris' breakfast and brings it to her in bed.
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I'm reading up on lightning strikes because it's been a little while and specifically focusing on Litchenberg Figures (this is for fic reasons again). I love the headcanon Barry (and Wally) have Litchenberg scars. I really love that art I saw the other month that had Barry's scar glowing with lightning, that's so very good.
The cause of Litchenberg Figures is capillaries bursting under the skin. They typically fade within a few days.
Now! This is a comic book. In reality lightning strikes have about a 10% mortality rate and 70% are left with a permanent disability (whether from brain damage, hearing loss, chronic fatigue, chronic pain, ect). This BBC article I'm reading mentions nothing about superpowers, so really, how realistic do we have to make things. Plus, Barry and Wally were covered in chemicals, the lightning could have also travelled through them, heated them in its fractal patterns, and left burns on the skin. I have actually written Barry with chemical burns before, and metal belts can leave burns, clothes can catch fire, there's options for burn scars and speedsters.
Also, there's the option it's from their own lightning, the charge the Speed Force gives them pushing down to their legs, a constantly shifting red mark that appears every time they run (and they run so much, it never gets the chance to fade).
But I have a slightly different idea. Scars are not the only mark left on your body from something that has happened to it, and much like scars these can fade over time, but stick around. And maybe the lightning didn't cause a rapid change in weight which these are typically associated with, but it definitely caused a rapid change in something.
What I would like to suggest is a fractal stretch mark that follows the path of the lightning, a Litchenberg that didn't fade because this change sank into Barry and Wally's skin and stayed there.
(Also here's the articles I've been reading:
BBC, ScienceAlert, iflscience, Wikipedia 1, 2, Guardian)
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jackiequick · 7 months
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Meet The Wells - Harry Wells Fic
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Tv Show: The Flash
Setting: Season 4
Pairing: Harrison ‘Harry’ Wells x Leanna ‘Lea’ O’Conner
Featuring: One of the best characters on the show, Cisco Ramon!
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The morning everything pretty well. Team Flash was doing their usual work at S.T.A.R LABS. Discussing lunch breaks, new metas they possibly discovered, new experiments to create and plans for the weekend. That was until Harry mentioned friends.
Cisco sat up, “No he’s delusional. That’s because the lack of sleep he’s has been having. Uh, Harry friends are in here!”
Caitlin looked at Barry, who stood there confused, guessing that he’s being sarcastic.
“I got friends other than you guys! You will meet them.” Harry respond, siping his morning coffee.
Cisco gave his second girl a look and asked, “Lea help.”
“I-i know nothing about this.” Lea admitted with her hands up in defense.
“Ramon, believes i don’t got any friends. When i clearly do.” Harry yelled and sighed, typing away on his keyboard, “You told me to go make some friends, right?”
Cisco yelled back, “Yeah but last time i checked, you don’t have any friends besides us!”
Leanna who was tinkering with her tools looked up and nodded, “Yup! I did tell you that. Actually I’m curious to meet your friends, but I gotta hand some paperwork over to Joe first.”
She stood up, giving her boyfriend of 3 years now, a quick kiss on the cheek, in which Harry wraps his hand around her waist pulling her in for one more starling kiss. Clearly he was excited for today.
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Cisco and Harry were in the speed lab being introduced to their scientific ragtag team of friends. But it wasn’t what Cisco suspected Harry’s friends to be. One of them even practically threw Cisco Ramon out of the speed lab for being annoyed and offended. Lea walked in, confused onto why her best friend ran out of there but her confusion came to a pause after what she see saw.
There stood right in front of her brown eyes the doppelgängers of Harrison Wells. Not 1, not 2, but 3 Harrison Wells in the speed lab. And if add Harry, that makes 4! In total stood 4 very different variants of Harrison Wells, going from one with gray hair and a turtleneck to one with war general uniform like he just lost an eyeball for God’s sakes.
She didn’t know to laugh at how insane this is or internally whine about this little endeavor being oddly weird for her. But at the same time she was very much integrated into this new situation. She met versions of Wells beforehand but this was completely different. Before she can even say a word or pull together another set of thoughts, when a voice called out to her. More or less a catcall followed by a cheeky whistle.
“Who is this little beauty queen? She’s finer than a flower on a summer morning!” Yelled out a rusty almost burnt blonde Wells in a red rode and slippers.
Lea didn’t realize they were staring at her that moment, quickly fixing her dark gray shirt with tiny daisies scattered all over and dark jacket she borrowed from her friend, Caitlin Snow, earlier that week. She firstly mouth a small “What the fuck?” to Harry as he jogged over swiftly taking her hand with ease. The man was clearly excited about this.
“Honey, come meet my new friend!” He exclaimed holding a grin, returning back to earlier spot but this time with her next to him, “This is Harrison Wolfgang Wells, H. Lothario Wells and Wells 2.0. Men, this is Leanna O’Conner.”
All 3 of them smiled at the lady. Wolfgang Wells stayed wondering his eyes at the brunette, as if he trying to pin point something in particular.
Lea had to just smile politically for the 3 idiots to go sight seeing on her, if allowed. Without a second later the women dragging Harry out into the hallway for a quick chat.
“Harry, honey, what the hell?!” She whispered yelled.
“What the hell? What do you mean ‘what the hell?’?” He whispered yell back.
“Are you out of your mind? Have you officially lost your marbles?!”
“You asked me to make some friends and that’s exactly what I did!”
“When I told you to make friends, I didn’t mean with yourself!”
“They’re technically NOT me! They’re my double hitting doppelgängers from other earths and one of the biggest baddest brightest mind out there.”
“Again! There’s literally 3 of you in that room, all three of them ready to make goo goo eyes at me and oh yeah, one of you is enough but a friend group of Wells that’s just—”
“Sweetie I can handle this. There is nothing to worry about, they’re just charming and intelligent people with different kinds of backgrounds. It’s gonna go great. I promise.”
“You promise? Cause—”
“Lea it’s fine! I got this.”
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Once the couple walked back in, Lea announced the plan with Harry, but the second they all heard her voice they looked at her like 3 somewhat trained dogs. Harry had to scuff down a laugh, snorting a smidge.
Sandy hair blonde Wells aka H. Lothario Wells, grinned at her. He found her pretty and said, “Say, gorgeous you got any sisters? Or are you free this Sunday night?”
She blushed chuckling as she shook her head ‘No’ as Harry face them with a glare saying that Lea was HIS girlfriend. So hands off fellas!
Wells 2.0 spoke up, “I had a Lana on my earth…”
“Really? How was I like?” Lea asked, her eyes perked up curious about the answer.
“I wouldn’t know, she died or was it that she left the country? Oh well, i don’t remember! Ladies on my earth aren’t as nice looking as you.”
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The four of them kept talking, mainly Harry and his doubles, Lea just stayed sitting back writing on her iPad a few notes on an old equipment and equations. She listened every once in a awhile to their conversation, walking in and out of the lab to other part of the building or heading down to Jitters for some java.
Blowing a kiss to all 3 copies of Wells as she left. All of them stayed with a loopy and cheeky smiles after that. Harry Wells was the lucky one, he actually got a kiss of the cheek.
Returning with a coffee for her boyfriend, after handing one to Caitlin and Cisco she heard it. “Annie..” said the voice. It belongs to Wolfgang Wells, who staying eyeing her for the moment due stepped into the room in the first place. She rarely heard that nickname tossed around but it been said plenty of times beforehand. Only Cisco or Barry will throw that nickname out.
“That’s Leanna, not Annie, can you believe this guy fellas?” Replied Sandy Wells with a chuckling, figuring his doppelgänger was nuts in the head or something.
“No, Annie O’Conner..” Wolfgang Wells said once again with curiosity and confidence in his tone.
“Yeah he’s right.” Lea confirmed his wording, “Did you know a version of me, on your Earth?”
“My wife.”
“We’re married?”
Harry’s eyes darted towards them, mumbling, “You married a verison of her? When?”
“Yeah but I left her. Too much of a handful.” Wolfgang said with a shrug.
Lea gasped, “HANDFUL? I will have you know that I’m not a handful, you guys are. No offense, Harry..”
Wolfgang snickered, “You sound like her too! I left her cause we fell out of love, she was too uptight and I was too busy to care.”
“OUCH!”
“But I think still love her very much. Still, love is love. I think we all got a verison of this lady on our earths, right?”
Sandy Wells chuckled, “Mhmmmm! I do. She’s my 2 A.M bootycall. Speaking of which…”
Just like that, blondie wells was gone saying he got business to take care of. Leanna jaw dropped, meanwhile Harry held back a little smile, grabbing everyone’s attention back to the matter at hand.
All 3 men went back to work. But the looks Wolfgang and 2.0 didn’t go unnoticed, glancing at the half Asian brunette every once in a while. Both men saw something in her, and they liked it. Harry had to snap their towards himself instead and looping a hand on his girlfriend’s waist to signify that once again she’s taken!
The men were talking over one another and bickering more often than not about the topic. Honestly it was kinda hilarious.
Cisco walked in soon enough with a smile, “Soo Council Of Wells, how are we doing? Any progress or we just chitchatting about who’s smarter?” 
Leanna chuckled at the last part, because half of it was true.
Harry on the other hand groaned in annoyance, “It’s not going anywhere! We can’t even agree on what method to use.”
“What? You had an entire day.”
“I know! I know!”
“Is it cause Lana is distracting them?”
This time Lea spoke up, “HEY! Right here you know?! First we’re complimenting me, then you’re treating me like a diamond in the rough and now you’re insulting me?! What is it? Leanna Day and I didn’t get the memo?!”
“Well welcome to my life, girlfriend! Theses guys love to do the same thing to me! Ain’t so easy, isn’t it?” Cisco repiled back, tossing her a glare.
“Ohhh, so this is the way your framing this, huh?”
“I guess so, Annie!”
“Cisco I swear—!”
“Wait?”
“What?” Harry asked.
“Isn’t there a 3rd one? Isn’t there 3 of—”
He pointed out there was only 2 Wells standing there, not the original 3 from the beginning of the day. Harry was about to say something about it but as if on cue, Sandy haired Wells reappeared with a cheeky grin blabbing on about something.
Sandy turned toward the trio with a smile, “Oh sorry! Had to take care of some off camera business—”
“OHH MY GOD!” Cisco shouted holding a hand, covering whatever it was he didn’t want to see.
This Wells had his pants down, showing everything his mother gave him. Harry tried to looked away, his face accidentally saw it. Leanna just blinked, gasping as she turned around burying his face in her boyfriend’s black shirt.
“What?” Asked Sandy Wells softly , confused.
“I can see your Frank and beans.” Said Wolfgang, looking rather uncomfortable.
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“Come on, now. Do my best thinkin' commando,” Sandy defends himself with a shrug, “Plus, it ain't like we all haven't seen it before. Especially, you little missy.”
“I haven’t seen it!” Cisco yelled, sounding funny and offended by the fact.
He shoots a wink Leanna’s way and she feel like she can’t help but peek her face towards all the men in the room. She saw so much more than clearly expected today! Like Jesus Christ! She rested her head, still sorta hiding her face in her boyfriends shirt.
She didn’t look confident or heroic in that moment.
Harry placed a comforting hand on her head, holding his lady while smiling at her embraced blushing and embarrassment.
Cisco held back a couple of laughs, “Aww! You’re traumatizing the poor girl! But seriously, dude put that away..please.”
Wolfgang agreed with Cisco for once.
“Ah, you Earth Folks. You are so uptight.” Sandy replied pulling up his pants.
“Ah, alright! Can we get back to the take at hand? We need answers.”
Suddenly all men started throwing out suggestions left and right, speaking over one another not allowing Cisco nor Harry to keep a full sentence in.
Lea’s ears were ringing loudly and she groaned in annoyance, “Okay! That’s enough!”
“Enough? We’re just getting started!” Add 2.0 Wells, in which causing another explosion of words being thrown around.
Clearly Harry was losing it having enough of this shit and yelled, “Guys! Guys! Ga—gentlemen!” Grabbing all their attention he continued, “Clearly this isn’t working. And just for the record, it’s not me, it’s you.”
With a simple push of a button, all three holograms disappeared, leaving the trio to themselves.
“This, was a bad idea.” Harry said walking back, placing his hands on his girlfriend’s shoulders whispering, “You okay?”
“It’s like your junk was burnt into my brain.” Cisco answered instead.
“Your welcome.”
Leanna did not answer or add into the previous statement, just walking out with a hand covering her ears silently. Harry and Cisco shared a tired look, figuring something bothered her..
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Him and Cisco were talking for a bit, the genius still grumbling about what happened. That he needed to accept the facts and himself, since they are technically his doppelgängers but still. He didn’t truly like it too much.
Until he found her.
Harry found his girlfriend in his lab, scribbling in a notebook wearing her noise canceling headphones, that both him and Cisco carefully crafted her due to her meta human abilities, and playing with her bangs.
He sighed, knowing she was flashed today and practically felt just as insulted as he was. But because Leanna was more of a sensitive soul in the relationship, rather busy lately with Iris’s wedding planning, and helping the team with their issues. Along with the overheating bickering wasn’t probably too pleasant to her ears.
He winced, taking a marker to the whiteboard and tapping it against the clear sided screen. Harry walked over to her, tapping her shoulder and simply asked, “Hey, are you alright?”
“Hm?” She asked, removing her headphone registering what he said and chuckled, “Oh! Yeah honey I’m fine.”
“Isn’t that my line? Lea, honey, what happened? You kinda snapped at them.”
“Yeah well, so did you!…I, uh, umm wasn’t expecting today. Part of me knew something was gonna happen! I felt like I was being pulled left and right. I mean 4 Wells in one room, that’s overwhelmingly surprising and kinda chaotic..no offense.”
“None taken! They are just huge self minded, idiots. Uptight, roughly insulting, snooty and just jerks. I—I didn’t think it would go like that! Hell they flashed you and choose to make eyes at you the whole time. Treated you like you were an prize to be won and be thrown away…no one was paying attention to anything and just talking over one another! Jesus…”
Leanna stayed quiet hearing him rant about how he felt about the situation and the protection his mind created, recognizing things she didn’t notice until now. It made her feel better, knowing that she got the best Wells in the multiverse. All he wanted was to make some more friends and figure out a way to help with his teammates issues.
But instead, he realized that rather became a host and solid choice for a complete conversation than the other guys. He also felt sorta good about himself being one to unlock the door to an O’Conner’s heart unlike his counterpart.
“I uh, don’t take you for granted, you know?” Harry said, with a soft grin.
“I figured as much. You stayed.” She replied with a tired smile.
“Wolfgang had a version of you then lost you, 2.0 Wells was just gah not—the best thing with women and uh, Lothario was something else where uh, you know!”
Lea chuckled and nodded, “Oh I know! I..I know!”
Harry couldn’t help but laugh, “But in all seriousness, Leanna I love you and I’m so sorry you had to deal with that—us, today.”
“I’ve been part of Team Flash for so long, where something like that shouldn’t surprise me but it did. It was chaotic chapter for the books, but I really hope that doesn’t happen again!”
“It better not! I can’t take another moment with those guys. They’re one of the most annoying minds of the multiverse!”
“Harry, honey..”
“What?
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
She stood up from her chair, wrapped her arms around his middle and looked up at the man gently grinning. He looked down at her, placing a hand on the small of her back, smiled softly confused since she left her second line incomplete.
“For being you! You came to this Earth and took it as it is, trying to help it. And those idiots, didn’t have to FaceTime us but they did. Because you would’ve done the same thing.” She added.
“Of course I’ve would’ve, I kinda like you guys. Especially you and Dr. Snow.” Harry admitted.
“Most importantly, you fell for me. All those other versions of Lea and Wells don’t know what they’re missing.”
“Well, technically, this wasn’t planned. I came to another earth for one goal. But we sorta happened.”
“Do you regret it?”
He leaned down, cupping her cheek a bit, “No.”
“Why’s that?” She asked, leaning in.
“Because it proves my multiverse theory. Every version of you or me, ends up being with an such interesting partner.”
“I love that theory.”
“I know you do.”
Harry closed the space between them, tossing in a few solid pecks of Lea’s waiting lips. A couple of sweet nothings and laughs were thrown into the mix, chatting about getting Big Belly Burger later.
When suddenly..
“Oh come on!”
Came Cisco’s voice, standing at the door with his hands on his hips.
“Seriously? Y’all didn’t need my help making her feel better.” Cisco said.
Lea snorted and smiled, as Harry tossed his friend a playful grin, only ever reserved for Cisco Ramon. 
“We’re heading to Big Belly Burger later, you coming?” asked Lea.
“Oh hell yes!” He replied, replacing the frown with a smile, snatched up his friend from Harry into his arms for a hug and yelling, “She was mine first.”
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shrinkthisviolet · 22 days
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🛼🥤🍄 for writer truth or dare.
🛼: Describe your latest wip with five emojis
✨🌙💞⚔️😒
🥤: Recommend an author or fanfic you love
Pieces of a Broken Mirror by RetroactiveCon (whose Tumblr I unfortunately don’t know 😅) is the most WONDERFUL post-Mirrorverse fic series, I love it to pieces (…no pun intended), absolutely worth your time if you, like me, were super dissatisfied with how the aftermath of that situation was handled (fics 2-4 in particular for that)
🍄: Share a headcanon for one of your favourite ships or pairings
Iris has loved Barry almost as long as Barry has loved her — she was just nervous to share her feelings for the same reason Barry was (if it was unrequited, they both feared it could ruin their friendship)
And especially after Barry moved in with her and Joe…she didn’t want to lose him 🥺 and as his self-designated forever protector, she vowed not to do anything that might potentially hurt him…including confessing about her feelings for him that he might not share
fic writer ask game!
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president-zebra · 3 months
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prompt: barry and iris thinking that Cisco and caitlin are together in early s3 and accidentally embarrassing them by addressing their incorrect assumption to their face
Okay so Ik you sent this in like 3 years ago but i felt inspired ig so here it is! Happy late holidays everyone and happy new year!
Iris walked into the cortex and heard giggling. She wasn’t sure where it was coming from but it didn’t sound like her boyfriend.
“Barry?” She just needed to be sure. She stared at the Flash suit on the mannequin in front of her. The hollow metal stared back at her through the eye holes. She got no response.
“That’s not true, Cisco,” she heard a voice from the med bay. This one she was sure was Caitlin.
“Of course it is, I could hear it throughout the entire apartment.” She heard another voice. Definitely Cisco.
“I do not snore!” Caitlin said, Iris could hear the annoyance in her voice. She heard another laugh out of Cisco and the beginning of footsteps coming in her direction.
“Well I beg to differ,” he twirled a twizzler between his fingers as he entered the cortex. “Thanks again for staying over last night, I really needed that.” He patted Caitlin on the shoulder.
“No problem, any time you need something I’ll be there.” She reassured him, squeezing his arm. “Oh, Iris!” Caitlin’s voice rose three octaves.
“Hi,” she waved at her friends from her spot behind the console. Both of their faces were bright red.
“Iris!” Cisco’s voice cracked. “What are you doing here so early in the day?” He leaned against one of the rails.
Iris’ eyes narrowed, she looked at Cisco. Then to Caitlin, then back to Cisco. She sat down in one of the chairs and sighed.
“I was coming to do some research on this alchemy character but I don’t know,” she paused, looking between the two of them. “Maybe you guys got this covered.” She cleared her throat.
Caitlin looked down, now realizing how close she had been standing next to her best friend. She could feel his breath on her cheek.
“We could always use the help, and besides we have as little information as you do right now.” Caitlin suggested, taking a step away from Cisco. He seemed to not like the loss of contact to Iris’ observation because his lips knit into a tight frown.
“I think I’ll be okay at my dad’s.” She smiled, spinning in her chair and giving a wave over her shoulder as she left.
“What was that?” She could hear Cisco asking as she walked down the hallway.
“I don’t know, we could’ve used your help,” Caitlin sounded unsure.
“But I wanted to spend some time with you.” Iris almost thought that sounded like a whine, as she paused halfway to the elevator.
“I was at your place all night, Cisco.” She could almost hear the eye roll in Caitlin’s voice.
“Yeah but it’s not the same,” Cisco whined. Iris knew he was jutting his bottom lip out at that point.
When she opened the door to her Dad’s house, she wasn’t expecting her boyfriend to be sitting on the couch.
“Hey you,” he said, looking up as she leaned over to give him a kiss. “Where were you this morning?”
“STAR labs, trying to get some research done.” She sat down across from him.
“And what did you find?” He asked between kisses.
“I think,” She kissed him back. “I think our friends are lying to us.”
Barry pulled back, raising an eyebrow. “And that would be,”
“I think Cisco and Caitlin might be,” she took a deep breath. “I think they’re together.”
Barry opened his mouth and then closed it again.
“I know it sounds crazy,” Iris started. “But you should’ve seen it, Barry, they were so,”
Barry brushed his hand against her cheek. “What happened exactly?”
Iris explained about the giggling and the blushing and the close contact. “She even stayed at his house last night.”
Barry rolled his eyes and stared at his girlfriend. “She does that sometimes, y’know since Dante died and all he’s been,” he trailed off.
“I know that, but Barry,” she took a breath, “this was so different.”
Barry nodded, trying to understand. “So let’s say you’re right and they are dating,” he countered. “Why haven’t they told us yet? I mean they’re our friends, we’d be happy for them, they know that.”
Iris ruffled his hair and scooter closer. “Yeah but maybe they’re just not ready yet, not everyone is ready to tell everyone about a relationship right when it starts.”
He smiled, kissing her on the cheek. “You’re so smart!”
“I know.” Iris smiled, shrugging and squeezing his arm.
Later, when they walked into the cortex to find Cisco leaning over Caitlin’s shoulder with barely any room between them, Barry and Iris shared a glance.
Iris cleared her throat, causing Cisco to look up abruptly, backing up slightly toward the wall.
“Hi guys, didn’t hear you come in.” His face bright red. Caitlin looked up from the screen and waved at her friends.
“Hi guys, how did the research go?” She asked.
“We could ask you the same thing.” Barry smirked, crossing his arms and looking between them.
“Is there something you wanna tell us?” Iris pursed her lips, coming to stand next to Barry.
“Nope I don’t think so. Good chat, catch you guys later for dinner maybe. Caitlin lets go,” Cisco grasped her wrist and started to pull her out of the cortex.
“Really, so you weren’t going to have dinner with just Caitlin, then Cisco?” Barry’s smirk faded into a floppy grin.
“Well maybe, but that’s because we’re friends, nothing else,” Caitlin’s eyes went wide.
“What?” She looked at Cisco, his head tilted toward the ground. “Cisco, what is Barry implying?”
“Wait, so you guys aren’t together?” Barry scratched his head.
“Yeah, we’re not.” Cisco frowned, “thanks for that.” He began to run out the door but he felt a hand stop him.
“Cisco, what is he taking about?” Her eyes were big and brown and full of confusion, Cisco wanted to cry right there on the spot.
Iris tapped Barry’s shoulder as if to signal for them to leave. He nodded and took her hand.
When Cisco could no longer hear footsteps, he sighed.
“I,” he wasn’t sure where he was going with this. “I think that I like you. Like, like you like you.” He scrunched his eyes shut.
“Oh,” Caitlin breathed out.
“And I thought that with all this extra time we’ve been spending together recently, you might just maybe feel the same way.” He hugged himself tightly. Caitlin stayed planted in front of him.
“Which you clearly don’t, so it doesn’t matter anyway.” He began to walk away when he felt an arm tug him forward.
“Cisco,” Caitlin began. “You think I don’t like you, I mean you know have feelings for you?” He nodded. She put an arm on his shoulder.
“I thought it was all just in my head, I thought you just liked having me over as a friend, and having assistance on your projects as a friend, I never thought you wanted something more or I would’ve told you.” And with that it all became clear.
He put his hand on her cheek, brushing his fingers lightly over her skin. “Can I kiss you?”
Caitlin giggled, nodded, and then she leaned in. At first she hesitated, but then they both let go and it was as if it was always supposed to happen like this.
When Cisco finally pulled back, after what seemed like hours, he just stared into her eyes. He tried to search them for any kind of answer, as if this was another equation he had to solve.
Caitlin just shook her head, and leaned back in to kiss him again.
He knew he had done something right when he could feel her smile against his lips.
He wasn’t sure what they would make of this, but maybe he had someone else to thank, or maybe this was always going to happen anyway.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Barry Allen/Cisco Ramon/Caitlin Snow/Iris West, Barry Allen/Cisco Ramon, Barry Allen/Iris West, Cisco Ramon/Caitlin Snow, Cisco Ramon/Iris West, Caitlin Snow/Iris West, Barry Allen/Caitlin Snow, Barry Allen/Cisco Ramon/Iris West Characters: Cisco Ramon, Barry Allen, Iris West, Caitlin Snow Additional Tags: Short & Sweet, Polyamory, Multiamory March, Multiamory March 2024, Prompt Fic, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, Fluff without Plot, Ficlet, Everybody Loves Cisco Ramon, Banter, Idiots in Love Series: Part 78 of take me to your best friend’s house (I loved you then and I love you now) Summary:
“What on God’s green earth did you just say?”
Barry blinked innocently. “Dot-gif?”
Cisco glared at him like it was a slur.
Or, the one where Snowbarriscowest have a discussion on the proper way to pronounce gif, much to Cisco’s chagrin. Prompt: Gifs.
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bestie wdym 'unfortunately' there are atleast 5 people including me very much fond of and still craving the early s1/s2 westallen flavour *trying to entice you and manifest inspo so one day you write them*
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@folk-melody the way that they have a hold on me. Perhaps. For the 5 people. I will,,,,
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*while watching a Westallen scene*
“They’re so sweet and soft I’M SORRYYYYYY”
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icedteaandoldlace · 1 year
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Aaaaaaand now I'm thinking about the adorable friends-to-lovers route Cisco and Kamilla would have taken if they'd met sooner.
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cheryls-blossomed · 1 year
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I haven’t watched The Flash in awhile, but I have a bunch of Westallen WIPs sitting on my laptop, and I feel like I should at least finish one and post it before the final season airs or at least before the series finale airs. Like the WA fandom has meant so much to me over the years, so I really do want to post one more… something… either fic or meta before the show ends.
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Top 15 Fics I’ve Ever Read
#1: The Golden One by AnonymusBosch https://archiveofourown.org/works/30698279 Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, F/F, 14k Words Star Trek: Voyager, Janeway/Seven, Canon Divergence, Introspective Why I like it: Character study on individuality starring some of my favorite lesbians. #2: Where Truth Resides by Barakis https://archiveofourown.org/works/35861035 Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, F/F, 313k Words Arcane, Caitlyn/Vi, Hurt/Comfort, Jinx Gets Therapy Why I like it: Jinx gets psychiatric help, Vi is the best big sister ever, Soft!Sevika #3: I Don't Want You To Be At Peace (I Want You To Fight) by Sealure https://archiveofourown.org/works/25535599 Rating/Category/Word Count: General Audiences, Gen, 4k Words Star Wars, Ahsoka & Anakin (gen), Hurt/Comfort, Everybody Lives AU Why I like it: The pain! The angst! The happy reward! #4: Inbound Flight: For Home and Song by QueenieWithABeenie https://archiveofourown.org/works/28493898 Rating/Category/Word Count: Mature, Multi, 58k Words Star Wars- Chiss Ascendancy, Multiship, Angst, Canon Divergence, Part 3 of a series. Why I like it: This is a very angsty, very plotty fic with dynamic story arcs and characters who are perfectly in character.  #5: DAISIES by potboiler: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28134648 Rating/Category/Word Count: General Audiences, Gen, 7k Words She-Ra (2018), Shadow Weaver Character Study, Angst, Alternate Universe Why I like it: It’s a dark, gritty deep dive into the mind a of a former villain who now lives with total paralysis. #6: Too Good To Be True (Can't Take My Eyes Off off You) by  Themadwomanwhoisunfortunatelylackingabox https://archiveofourown.org/works/7892560 Rating/Category/Word Count: Not Rated (Teen-ish?), M/M, 53k Words The Flash (2014), Eobard/Barry, Alternate Universe, Hurt No Comfort Why I like it: Oooh, boy. This is an intense fic. Takes place pre-canon, in a college AU with the Barry from the original timeline, before Nora got killed. #7: KOTYATA! by witchwood_hull https://archiveofourown.org/works/28182867 Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, M/M, 79k Words MCU, Steve/Bucky, Semi Canon Compliant, Kitten Rescue AU Why I like it: Fluff, both literal (because kittens) and metaphorical. Also angst. #8: Dark And Bright Meet In Her Aspect by imaginary_golux  https://archiveofourown.org/works/6370615 Rating/Category/Word Count: Explicit, F/F, 11k Words Star Wars, Phasma/Rey, Dark!Rey AU, Sith Shenanigans Why I like it: THERE IS SO MUCH PLOT HERE I LOVE IT *screech* #9: Coma by Aelwyn https://archiveofourown.org/works/23330827 Rating/Category/Word Count: General Audiences, F/M, 33k Words The Flash (2014), Iris/Barry, Alternate Universe, Canon Divergence Why I like it: In this fic, it turns out Barry dreamed up his Flash adventures (or did he?) while comatose.
#10: Dear Teacher, With Love by fancyh https://archiveofourown.org/works/17137298 Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, M/M, 61k Words MCU, Steve/Bucky, Teacher AU, but not an actual AU Why I like it: After leaving HYDRA, Bucky infiltrates a high school. Shenanigans ensue. Hilarious, fluffy, and angsty.
#11: Alura | The Alura Trilogy, Book 1 by JoyeEverett715 https://archiveofourown.org/works/37640872  Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, Gen, 55k Words She-Ra (2018), Pre-Canon, Shadow Weaver’s Backstory, Drama Why I like it: This fic expands on the backstory given in Light Spinner and tells a story of its own, which gives an in-depth view of Etheria’s world.
#12: Loki of Nowhere by theicesculpture  https://archiveofourown.org/works/11882577 Rating/Category/Word Count: Mature, M/M, 326k MCU, Loki/Tony, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Space Quest, Angst Why I like it: One of my OTPs on a spaceship trying to steal the Infinity Stones before Thanos can? Heck yes! 
#13: everyone wake up new jinx album just dropped by Drindrak https://archiveofourown.org/works/35740111 Rating/Category/Word Count: Teen, Gen, 6k Arcane, Jinx & Silco (gen), Social Media/Twitter format, Crack Treated Seriously Why I like it: Jinx makes music instead of explosions and gets mental help. Silco is a good dad. #14: Captivated by leftennant https://archiveofourown.org/works/2245620 Rating/Category/Word Count: Explcit, F/M, 166k MCU, Loki/Darcy Lewis, Smut, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort Why I like it: It’s a very plotty fic, where Darcy ends up accidentally transported to Asgard during the events of Thor 1. Very gratifying read. #15: Project Compass by DistantStorm https://archiveofourown.org/works/23487166 Rating/Category/Word Count: Mature, M/M, 132k Star Wars-Thrawn, Eli Vanto/Thrawn, Angst, Spy Shenanigans, Post-Canon Why I like it: This is a really thrilling one, with kinda a Cap-The Winter Soldier style spy vibe. Space battles, not knowing who to trust, deadly poisons... what’s not to love?
HONORABLE MENTIONS:
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Charlie Lock by seapigeon https://archiveofourown.org/works/10173128 MCU, Stucky, Mature (HEED TAGS), Angst AU It's a Lovely Day in Piltover by hellgodsrus, Taylor_Centauri https://archiveofourown.org/works/36321841 Arcane, LightCannon, Explicit, Chaos, Hurt/Comfort Long Way Home by DistantStorm https://archiveofourown.org/works/30064995 Star Wars- Thrawn, Mature, Thranto, Mind Control, Post Canon  If They Haven't Learned Your Name by silentwalrus https://archiveofourown.org/works/6329503 MCU, Steve/Bucky, Mature, Crack Treated Seriously, Recovery, UFOs
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danothan · 11 months
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Have you read The Hymn of Barry Allen on AO3 because I think you might like it it’s very sweet. Barry and Iris are a polybi t4t couple.
i’m gonna be so real with you, i don’t think i’ve read a fic since december. i only Just started getting back into reading comics this month, it’s been an awful year for literacy over in toytletown
that being said, t4t westallen intrigues me so i might give it a shot!
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