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Hate Sex

Request: Yes / No Day 3 of Kinktober!

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Barry Allen x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1131

Warnings: SMUT!

Y/N: Your Name 

Prompt(s): Hate Sex

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*Barry’s POV*

Y/N and I were walking through the door and I slammed it behind me. She was walking to our room, but I grabbed her wrist to stop her. I spun her to face me and she was glaring at me. 

“Let. Go. Of. Me.” She growled through grit teeth. 

“No, now lose the fucking attitude! The mission didn’t go as planned because you didn’t listen!” I growled back. Her glare deepened and tried to free herself. 

“It’s wasn’t my fucking fault! They were going to hurt you!” She shouted. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. 

“I have fucking super speed, Y/N! I would have gotten out of the way!” I shouted back. 

“I don’t care! I wasn’t gonna just let you get hurt! We’ll get them next time.” She scoffed. I tightened my grip on her wrist a bit and growled. 

“Get on your knees.” I bit out. She didn’t move and I pulled her slightly closer. 

“Now.” I hissed. I let go of her and snuck to her knees. I pushed her forward and she was presenting her ass to me. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes filling with hot curiosity. I quickly used my speed to undress the both of us and her eyes widened a bit. Her nipples pebbled as the cold hit them. 

“This is what you want?” She asked with a slight smirk. 

“No. I want your face against the floor, your tits kissing the carpet.” I said with a smirk of my own. Her eyes widened slightly, but did as she was told. She slowly slid her palms across the carpet, extending the length of her back. Her cheek deliberately came to a slow rest on the floor, her nipples ever so slightly brushing the carpet. Her ass tilted upward, opening the view to her pussy in front of me. I kneeled behind her, reaching out to slide a finger into her dripping pussy. Then two… then three… I fucked her like that for just a few moment then removed my fingers to wrap them around my cock, rubbing her wetness on myself. I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her. My cock was now slick with her juices and slid smoothly inside her. I went slow and shallow at first. I fed her just the tip, teasing her opening. She pushed her body back towards me, trying to push me deeper inside her. I pulled back, keeping her pussy from swallowing much more that two inches. I smacked her ass to remind her who was in charge. She sighed in frustration. I smacked her other cheek and she once again tried to grind back onto me. I smacked her twice more a little harder, reddening her full ass. 

I slowly pulled out of her, resting just the tip of my cock head in her pussy. The effect kept her lips parted enough to maintain easy access. Then suddenly and with a force intended to shock her, in one powerful fluid motion I filled her. Something between a shirek and a moan was forced from her. Instinctively she pushed her ass back against my cock. 

“That’s a good girl.” I whispered while looking down at my dick deep inside her. I made every effort possible to shove my cock as deep inside her as I could. I reached down to her hips and gripped them tightly. I pulled her up and down onto me harder. I arched my back towards her trying to force myself deeper and deeper. I held my cock there for a moment and started to vibrate it. It wasn’t enough to get her off, just enough to make her crazy. I held her like this, pulling on her hips and aggressively ground myself against her, keeping my cock deep within her. She matched my movements and ground back into me. 

“You like my big cock deep inside you?” I asked. 

“Yes…” She moaned. 

“You like getting fucked like this, don’t you?” I asked. 

“Yes…” She moaned again. 

“I’m going to use your pussy to get myself off.” I said and she moaned louder. 

“Fuck yes! Use me!” Her voice more breathy as she withered in anticipation. She was submitting to me. 

“I’m going to fuck you hard.” I said. 

“Yes… yes! Give it to me! Pound me!” She begged. I adjusted my grip on her hips, positioning my knees to get the maximum leverage. She reached back and started rubbing her clit. With each wave of pleasure I brought her I could see her tight little asshole pucker and her pussy clenched down on my cock. She was enjoying herself. 

I never loosened my grip on her hips, bracing her with my strength as I slammed my full weight into her. Over and over again, I tried to fuck her as intensely as possible. I wanted her to pull away until she couldn’t bear the pain anymore. I started using my super speed to fuck her faster. My balls swung and slammed against her clit, hitting her hand which was still rubbing herself. Her free hand was smacking against the floor, half because she needed to brace herself, half because her increasing pleasure made her do so. Harder and harder, I kept fucking her. So hard in fact , I made her lose her balance and her stomach fell against the floor. I still didn’t led up. I climbed onto of her, straddling her ass and pressed my cock back into her gaping pussy. I grabbed her ass cheeks and began fucking her again. I spread her ass open so I could clearly see my dick thrusting into her pussy. 

“Fuck!” She shouted. 

“I’m gonan cum!” She cried out in pleasurable pain. She came with an intense orgasm and I never stopped. I fucked her right through her orgasm. However, hearing her cum brought me closer to my own orgasm. I couldn’t help myself and came right inside her. I pulled out of her and collapsed onto the floor next to her. 

“That was amazing…” She whispered, her eyelids hardly open. I pulled her into my arms and kissed the top of her head. 

“I’m sorry for yelling at you…” She said as her eyes slowly closed. 

“I just don’t want you hurt and I don’t want these criminals out on the streets when we could have caught them…” I sighed and she nodded. 

“I don’t want you hurt either.” She said quietly and I lifted her head up to kiss her plump lips. 

“I won’t, just stick to the plan next time, okay?” I asked and she nodded, snuggling back into my chest. We were both clearly tired, but I found the energy to speed us into our bedroom so we could comfortably sleep.

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You were by the nurse’s station, tablet in hand as you read over one of your patient’s chart. They were already doing so much better since you had first seen them. The moment you touched them, their injuries disappeared and they started healing from the inside. Another day and they’d be well enough to go home and finish their healing there. It made you smile to yourself, once again grateful for your abilities.

“Dr. {Last Name}?” a voice called out from behind you.

You turned around, coming face-to-face with two men you’d never seen before. One was taller than the other, giving you a soft smile as if to appear nonthreatening. The other did the same, except his was wider and more friendly.

“Yes? What can I do for you?” you asked.

“My name is Barry Allen with CCPD’s CSI and this is my colleague, Cisco Ramon. Could we talk in private?” the tall one named Barry asked.

“Sure, we can talk in my office,” you told them before beginning to walk away from the nurse’s station.

You led them down the halls of the hospital towards a small room that was your office. You opened the door and let them go in first, entering yourself once they were inside and closing the door behind you. When the door was shut, you turned to look back at them, wondering what the CSI division needed with you.

“We’re here because you were attacked a week ago, by Goldface’s men,” Barry explained.

You stood still at the mention of Goldface, for a second reliving the night you were attacked. You were walking home from your shift at the hospital when they came out of nowhere. You didn’t know what they wanted with you at first but three of his men were holding you a knife point. Their intent was to kidnap you and they would have, if it hadn’t been for The Flash saving you.

“What about them?” you asked.

“We need to know why they attacked you that night. We think it might be related to a case we’re working on,” Cisco told you.

You stayed silent for a moment, contemplating on what you should say. There was a reason you were attacked, they had planned to kidnap you for your abilities. How they found out about them was beyond you but they knew you were a meta with healing powers. A meta like you was worth millions on the black market and their every intent was to sell you to the highest bidder.

“I-I don’t know, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I’m sorry, I don’t think my situation is related,” you lied.

You saw Barry’s eyebrows furrow for a moment, fully knowing he didn’t believe you. You didn’t want to be involved in this, you got lucky that night and you wanted it to stay that way.

“We can help you, we’ll make sure he and his men won’t hurt you again,” Barry said, hoping to ease your worries and encourage you to speak.

You were quiet again, but something about him told you you could trust him. He felt familiar somehow. “They wanted me for my abilities. I’m a meta-human with healing powers. I don’t know how they found out, the only time I ever use my powers is here at the hospital.”

Neither of them spoke but they shared a look between each other that told you everything. They weren’t shocked about what you told them so you could only assume they had already known.

“You need to come with us. We can keep you safe until we know his men won’t be after you again,” Cisco said.

“I’m sorry I can’t. I have patients here who need me, I can’t just leave them,” you argued.

“Dr. {Last Name}, please come with us. We want to ensure your safety so your patients can continue to have a doctor like you,” Barry spoke this time.

You furrowed your brows this time, thinking about his words before ultimately nodding your head in agreement. He was right, in order for you to keep treating people as you were, you needed to be safe first. After you agreed, they told you they’d be back after your shift was over, giving you the chance to finish your day and pass your patients to someone else in the mean time.

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[her-favorite]

On Purpose

Warnings: DOM!BARRY, rough sex, teasing, begging, dirty talking, doggy style, overstimulation, degrading kink, choking kink, edging, spanking, Barry being a sadist tbh

Summary: When you went to visit your boyfriend at his work, someone decided to flirt with you. With Barry being in a bad mood, that was his breaking point and he took you home to make you beg for the rest of the night..

a/n: I want to start posting my Barry imagines/smuts on here (even though they probably won't get too much attention) - also found on my wattpad: @thefastestwomanalive

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You walked out of the elevator of the CCPD with a smile on your face. You decided to visit your boyfriend since the streets of Central City were clear at the moment. 

You and Barry Allen were the heroes of Central City: The Flash and Bolt. You both were speedsters, both struck by lighting. You had met when you both woke up at STAR Labs, in the cortex. As you confused as you were, you couldn't help but admire the half naked man that was rambling off the things that had came to his mind. 

You smiled at the memory. As you made your way towards the stairs, someone had walked in front of you. At first, you thought it was Barry so you smiled and looked up at him, starting to open your mouth to say a hello and maybe a kiss on the cheek. But you stopped when you didn't recognize the man in front of you. 

"Hey," he smirked and looked you over. You shifted on your heels, looking around to make sure he was talking to you and not someone behind you. "All right, I'll cut to the chase. I'm hot, you're hot. Jitters, 8 pm."

Before you could get even open your mouth, you heard footsteps and someone clearing their throat. "Who do you think you're talking to?" You snapped your head to the voice and saw Barry coming up behind you. 

"This smokin' lady in front of me-" 

"You can't speak about her like that." Barry snapped. He started to walk closer to the random man, making you move away slightly. "She's mine, not yours. Nor will she ever be yours." He poked the guys chest, getting in his face. 

"Well, she didn't seem to mind." The guy snapped back. Barry stiffened and he stood still for a moment. He looked back at you and saw your expression: confusion and surprise. 

"I don't know who you think you are, but I know you're not the one to kiss her, and you're not the one able to hold her, and you are definitely not the one to have her scream your name- that's my job. She's the one that I get to kiss, the one I get to hold, and definitely the one that has her scream my name. So back. off." Barry's irises were clouded with anger, his body fighting the fact that lightning wanted to swarm his eyes. 

The man had cowered off, running away from Barry, but taking glances back to make sure he wasn't following him. The scene caused some of the officers to look over, more when they watched the man run away from their known forensic scientist. Some had wide eyes, other hiding smiles or laughs with paper. 

You stood there stunned with what he said. Barry had never been so upfront with your relationship before, especially.. that part. You were more than surprised when you heard him mention that and your cheeks felt like they burned a hundred degrees. 

Barry also stood there, except his breathing was erratic and his eyebrows were furrowed while his focus was still on the direction the man went in to leave the building. Eventually his head looked over to you, noticing your lingering gaze on him. You watched him look you up and down with a sort of possessive edge to it. But you'd be lying if you said it didn't make you squirm a little. 

"Come on, we're getting out of here." He finally broke the silence, heading straight for the doors. You didn't move at first, the words not exactly processing in your mind. But when they did, you immediately went to go catch up with him. 

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You didn't know what you had gotten yourself into. 

As soon as you got home, Barry had you in his arms. His lips immediately attacked yours, pushing his tongue inside your mouth. You moaned at the feeling, hands reaching out to grab him. But he held them and started to walk backwards. He went in the direction of the couch, pushing away from you to see where he was going. 

He sat down, grabbing your waist and coaxing you into sitting on his lap. He set his lips on yours again, his hand coming to the back of your head, pushing you against him. His hand was threading through your hair as you both made out. You rolled your hips on his lap, eliciting a groan from Barry. 

He pulled away, looking you over. When he made eye contact with you, you realized how dark his eyes were. You've never seen him this lustful before. You could see the possessive edge in his eyes and the desire swarming around. His hands started guiding you over on his lap, straddling his leg. 

"Come on, baby, ride my thigh." You whimpered at his words, immediately following his order. The friction between your clothed clit and his leg made you even more desperate. You wanted to feel him, his skin. He flexed his leg, hitting you perfectly. Your nails dug into his skin that was holding his shoulders. 

"I wanna feel you, Barry." You whispered, eyes furrowed. 

"I don't care what you want, sweetheart. I'm gonna do whatever I want to you and you're gonna take it like a good girl." He replied darkly. You moaned at his words, grinding down harder on his leg. "Yeah? You like it when I talk to you like that, huh?" When you didn't answer him, he left a harsh smack on your ass. "Answer me, princess." 

"Yes, Barry, I do." You moaned. You were so close, that knot inside of your stomach was tightening and it wanted to burst. You were chasing your high, trying to keep in your sounds incase Barry wouldn't let you come. Seconds later, you were so close, you let out a strangled moan right before you were about to come. About.

"What do you think you're doing? Trying to come without my permission? That's not gonna slide, angel. What are you?" He waited a second for your answer. "What are you, huh?"

"I'm your slut, Barry. You're slut." Your eyes were squeezed shut, still trying to get over your denied orgasm. 

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Then he got up. You sat there, confused, as you watched him. He moved to stand in front of you, between your legs. His hand went underneath your chin, making you look up at him. "Now you're gonna listen to me, alright? You're gonna go upstairs into our bedroom and when I come in there, you're gonna be stripped and on your knees for me." He demanded. "Yeah? That okay with you?" You nodded. "Good because you don't have a choice." And he let you go. 

You instantly got up to go to your bedroom. You stripped out of your clothes as you walked up the stairs, throwing them wherever they landed. As you opened the door to the room, your clothes were discarded, just how Barry wanted. You kneeled by the bed, waiting for him. 

When Barry came in, all he had on was his boxers. "Look at you, on your knees, waiting for me. Such a good girl." His hand stroked your cheek when he went in front of you. He looked down at you with lust-filled eyes that could make you go crazy by just seeing them. 

He stripped himself of his boxers. "Come on, doll, suck my cock." 

You moved forward to take his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. Your hand moved up to grip the base, stroking what wasn't in your mouth. You felt his hand tighten in your hair when you licked a sensitive vein. "Y/N," He breathed. His hips bucked up into your mouth, making you gag. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth, baby. And you're gonna take it." His hands held you still as his hips moved forward. Tears formed in your eyes as he kept going, watching the way they fell down your cheeks. "Aw, look at you. So pretty." He muttered. 

He pulled away when he felt himself coming close. He saw the tear marks on your face and the way your chest rose and fell quickly. This image itself made him even harder. His hand went down to cup your cheek. His thumb was dragging your bottom lip down, while you looked up at him. He nearly groaned when you took his thumb in your mouth and sucked on it. After, he used your spit to spread across your lips. "Up." He ordered. You complied, rising to your feet so you were facing his chest. His hand went up to cup your cheek again, leaning down to whisper in your ear, "On the bed." 

His voice gave you chills. It was deep and raspy, blowing right into your ear. You shivered as you moved to follow his demand. You laid back on the bed, feeling the soft comforter underneath your skin. You watched the way Barry looked at you, like you were his prey. It made your lust grow and you couldn't handle it. He looked you up and down, lips curling into a smirk. 

Barry had several thoughts running around in his mind. He wanted to punish you, but he wanted to see you in pleasure. He wanted to do what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to hurt you. He wanted you, but he didn't want you to not want him. But all of those worries washed away once he saw you laying there, on the bed, waiting for him. Waiting for your punishment he had in mind.

"So ready for me, huh?" He muttered as he kneeled on the end of the bed. You nodded to his question, seeming to satisfy Barry. His lips were still up in a smirk, his jaw clenched. His eyes still roamed all over your body, almost trying to pick out every single detail on you. You realized what he was doing. He was trying to figure out what to do to you. 

Eventually, he leaned down to press kisses on your neck. You have never been so glad to feel lips on your skin before, until now. You needed Barry, so bad. You've realized that he was teasing you, he was making you wait on purpose. This was gonna be torture.

"I bet you're soaking wet right now, baby. Huh? Are you?" His voice was breathless against your ear. It was almost like he was doing it on purpose. 

"God, yes, Barry." You moaned, making him hum. His hand slides down your body, sliding his finger through your wet folds. You whimpered at the feeling, throwing your head back against the pillow. 

"That feel good, angel?" He teased you as his kisses got lower, hitting your stomach. He would alternate between kissing, sucking, and biting on your skin. Once he got to your thighs, he nipped at your left one, making you jolt. He chuckled at your reaction. He moved slightly, brushing his tongue up your folds. You moaned at the feeling, thrusting your hips up towards him. "Mm-mm, doll." He put his hand on your hip to stop you from moving. His lips wrapped around your clit, licking at it. His fingers pushed inside you, making your hips want to move again. 

"Barry," You breathed. 

"Yeah, doll, make sure I can hear how much you're enjoying this." He murmured against your skin. His fingers went deeper and deeper into you, pleasuring you more every second. "You wanna come, baby?" 

"Yes, Barry, please." You practically chanted. 

"Too bad." And he pulled away. You grabbed the sheets out of frustration. 

"Barry, please. I need you so bad." Your eyes squeezed shut as you exclaimed. Second denied orgasm of the night. This was gonna be rough. 

"Look at you begging for me. What would the city think, their hero crumbling under me from just a touch. Such a dirty little slut." He spat at you. The words sent heat right down your body. You were about to start begging again, but Barry moved before you could. He lifted your legs to wrap around his waist as he pulled your hips against his. The friction made you both groan. He made sure he had a tight enough grip on you before flipping both of you over. He moved you to straddle his thigh again. "Come on, sweetheart. You know what to do." His voice was like honey. It was music to your ears, it distracted you for a second. 

When you regained your senses, you immediately started to grind on his leg again. You steadied yourself on his chest, fingers feeling the ridges of his abs and pecs. Your nails dug into the skin that was under your palm. You were chasing your high, going faster and faster as you neared. "You close, babydoll?" Barry asked as he watched you. 

Watching you like this was surely a sight to see. Barry was mesmerized. Having you on top of him like this was something he always craved. His dick throbbed as he watched you, watching you grind down on his bare leg. He knew what he was doing, denying your orgasms and talking to you like this. He also knew it turned you on. He originally had doubts for the way he wanted to act towards you, but as soon as he saw your response, all of his worries washed away. 

You grinded against him easily since you were so wet. Barry watched the way it collected on his thigh, more adding as you grind down harder. He knew you were close, he saw the way your eyes shut tightly, your mouth hung out in a silent moan, and your nails digging into the skin on his abdomen. "Look at me, darling. Look at me when you're gonna come." His voice broke you out of your trance, making you look at him in the eyes. You could tell they've been looking at you and your body this whole time. You knew he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"Barry, I can't-" You panted his name, rolling your hips with more force as you were about to reach your high.

"Mm-mm, sweetheart. Look me in the eyes and tell me you deserve it. Do you deserve to come? You weren't being very much of a good girl earlier, were you?" He taunted you. The entire time, his eyes were on yours. His fingers were digging into your legs, almost turning white. He was helping you grind against him, pushing you down onto him. 

"I promise I'll be a good girl. Please, Barry." You basically pleaded with him. You were roughly chasing your climax, you couldn't handle it. You needed it. 

"Do you though, sweetheart? Do you need it that bad?" 

Did you say that out loud?

It was a rhetorical question, you already knew he wouldn't let you come with the way he was talking. Even if you wanted it that bad. 

You felt his hand slide up your body, tickling the skin he moved over. Goosebumps formed in its wake. His hand curled around your throat, squeezing. It was enough to have you dizzy, but not something you couldn't handle. Your hand moved to grasp his arm, digging your nails in his skin to try and relieve some of the pleasure you felt. 

"You're so close, darling." He noticed. "Well, that's too bad. Because you're gonna have to wait." And he moved you off of his lap to change your position. 

He flipped you on your stomach, kneeling behind you. You were propped up on your knees and forearms. You felt his hands crawl up your back, his lanky fingers making you have goosebumps trail up your skin. He felt them, smirking at your reaction. Barry was still deciding on what he wanted to do with you, but he knew you needed a punishment. 

"You're gonna count for me, okay?" He says vaguely, no giving you a description on what you'll be counting for. Before you could ask, you felt a hand slap your ass, stinging the plush skin there. Your mouth opened on a squeak, not trying to let anything out while you waited for the next one. "What the fuck did I say?" He slapped you again. 

"Two." You counted, tears forming in your eyes at the stimulation. You tried not to jolt every time you felt a slap, but it was hard not moving at the pressure. He would chuckle at your state, knowing deep down you enjoyed it. 

"What, can't handle it? But you were being such a slut earlier; it's what you get for being such a whore." He degrades, making your knees weak. The next slap was hard, making your body jostle at the hit. Tears poured out of your eyes in the best way possible. You knew you were going to have a mark by the end of the day, but it was going to be worth it. Sitting down was going to be a problem, but you were gonna have to deal with it. 

Once he was done, he massaged the skin he smacked over and over again. Your tears subsided, leaving you with a slight puffy face. He turned your head a little, looking over your face. He cooed, smoothing his hand on your cheek. "So beautiful." He whispered, knowing it had an affect on you. 

"You ready, doll?" He asks, not truly caring what you were going to answer with anyway. He knew you were wet enough from everything he's done to you, but he still has to have your consent. Before you could answer either way, he pushes inside you, making you moan loudly. He groans at the way you feel, thrusting into with speed. "You're so tight." He mutters, squeezing at your hips. You moan at his words, feeling your back arch at his hard thrusts.

Barry was having trouble keeping normal speed. he knew that if he went any faster, he would start to vibrate. But he wasn't too sure he cared. 

"Barry!" You cried once you felt him go even faster, hitting that perfect spot inside you. He smirked at your reaction, immediately knowing what he did. Barry knew your body like the back of his hand. Every mole, freckle, scar, bruise, everything. He took pride in knowing your body so well, saying he likes to do it "for science," you immediately knowing he was lying once he said that. 

"That feel good, baby?" He teased, slapping your ass once more. You screamed at the overstimulation on your skin, pushing back. His hand came over your back, arching it for you. "You're close, angel, I can feel you squeezing me." His eyes were closed with pleasure, his head thrown back. His Adams apple was bobbing up and down, looking perfect. 

"Barry, please, I can't-" You tried to plead, but you could barely make out a sentence at this point. He chuckled at you desperate state, knowing exactly what you meant. 

"Let go, my love. C'mon." He urged, hitting that perfect spot inside you were you couldn't take it anymore. You let go of the knot inside your stomach, coming down from your high. After so many denials, nothing has ever felt so good in your life. 

Soon after you were done, Barry came with a groan of your name. He sighed, pulling out of you, watching your guys' cum mix together. He moaned at the sight, pulling away from your body. He let you lay down, going into the bathroom to get a towel to clean you up. 

After you both laid down and got settled under the covers, Barry pulled you close to him, laying your head on his chest. "I didn't hurt you, right?" He whispered, playing with your hair. He couldn't stand the thought of genuinely hurting you, whether it was sexually or not. 

"Of course not, Bare." You reassure him, tracing circles on his chest, picking out each freckle on his skin. He smiled and pressed a kiss to your hair. "I love you, Barry." 

"I love you too, Y/N."

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[mgnifique-tion]

— still a hero.

summary || `` trapped in the worst earth to ever exist, the scientist finds herself in a confession made by the dark speedster. ``

pairing: headcanon–blitzkrieg!barry x fem!scientist!reader song recommendation: innocent (taylor swift) lowercase is intended…

— themes and warning/s: fluff, enemies to lovers-ish, swearing (?), suggestive for a moment (but not really?), comfort, mentions nazis, mentions death (nobody dies though), and a bit angsty

— a/n: actually, i have absolutely no knowledge of comic!blitzkrieg but ever since i found out that this character was cut out of crisis on earth-x (alleged..? so not sure), i knew i had to write about angsty barry with a different flavor and storyline… did i nail it? did i nail it better than the cw– anywho, enjoy! (i also write for k-pop on my main account so if you’re into that, follow @mgnifiqueyoo ^^)

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alright.

here's the so-called thing: it's been weeks since the nazi in the black suit stopped the führer from executing you and you just couldn't stop thinking about it. 

you were from earth-1, a curious scientist who had gone to lengths to explore the multiverse and it just so happened that you landed on this one. i mean, what's wrong with living on an earth where the nazis won? haha, everything.

everything's seriously fucked up.

“hey!” the speedster was aggressive but not in a way that you'd expect as you stood there in the middle of a red 'x' symbol on the cemented ground, ready to be shot with one of those arrows that killed the innocents who chose not to conform. you opened your eyes to see that the hooded führer, leader of the entire world, was even startled by how the black streak was stopping him from ending your final breaths. “i know this is for the fatherland but she��s done nothing. she's not the one who stole the samples from us. you've got the wrong girl.” 

the führer, an awful version of the star city mayor, oliver queen, lowered his bow and you were just mind-blown that he'd even take it into consideration. 

“are you sure about this? because i’ll put an arrow in your eye if we're both wrong.” he taunted through gritted teeth as the speedster ran towards him, stopping right in front of him. he was so fast that you couldn't even tell if he was teleporting or running. 

he is the fastest man alive after all.

“oh, right. i'm sure,” the masked accomplice answered with a chuckle, later placing his hands behind his head as if this was all a game to him. “and also, i can easily kill you right now but i wouldn't do that since i'm telling you the truth.”

“good point.” the archer responded, breathing in as he turned around to face his other men, who had now lowered their guns as well while his kryptonian wife squinted her eyes, quite disgusted.

“we're done here. she's in blitzkreig's hands,” he told her, which almost made her feel nauseous. — she anticipated your death the most but that's not even the weirdest part about her; she's literally an alien. “she's of no importance anyway.”

and somehow, that brought you here; you're now in the headquarters of those nazis, waiting for the speedster to show up. why? because he ridiculously called you in the middle of the night and you think that it's an emergency.

oh, right. you're his speed mentor these days. that's why he did that.

“where is he?” you mutter in almost a whisper, bouncing your leg furiously as the heel of your shoe tapped the floor's tiles. time is ticking and you're getting anxious. what if this is a trap, right? that could get you killed.

but what if it isn't? then, something else must be up. 

a familiar gust of wind strikes into the room, even snatching your wrist watch away as he checks the time himself. “i'm not too late, am i?” he asks in a joking manner as you can't help but let out a sigh, trying to keep your patience together. for the record, you thought he was getting killed and for some reason, you kind of wished that something as serious as that was actually happening instead. 

“... was there even an emergency?” you question, your brows already knitting lower as he lets out a chuckle. “so, there's no emergency,” you utter, still trying your best not to say anything that'd annoy him – which would later convince him to turn you to the führer or just kill you himself. “great. that's understandable.”

the strange meta laughs even louder, later looking down at you with his bottom lip bitten by himself as if he'd been viewing you differently.

“don't sulk about it, doc. remember, you signed up for this,” he tells you to quit thinking about it as a bad thing, tilting his head to the side. you could just see it in his eyes – the desire to annoy you in that high chair you're sitting on. “would you rather be an earth-1 fugitive or be a free man- well, woman, on this earth? plus, you're my property anyway. you've already gotten so many privileges with just that.”

he's smug, unserious, and unbelievably so overconfident that even as bad as siren-x wanted to replace him – but mainly because of her feelings for the one and only führer but let's not dive into that love triangle between an alien, a meta, and the jacked apple of their eye.

“but i do have a problem… surprisingly.”

you raise both of your eyebrows, intrigued by how his mood shifted. you never expected the blitzkrieg, killer speedster faster than thawne, to consult you about a problem. he's never had them before and it just shows how bothered he is by this so-called problem.

so, what is it?

“are you… running differently?” the question almost sounded like a joke to him if it weren't for that genuine look on his face. the speedster crosses his arms, slightly puckering his lower lip out while he's obviously frowning at you through that mask. it's hard to make out what his face actually looks like but for some reason, you can read him so well.

but then, he lets out a quiet snicker. “no, that's a shit guess... guess again.” he was eager to let you find out the reason yourself that you just spent a few seconds (fifteen or so?) thinking of a possible answer.

and when you looked back up at him, you shake your head, causing him to roll his eyes, annoyed again. “guess again- come on, you’re not an idiot. if you were, then i would’ve let you get killed.”

“i literally don’t know. i’m sorry.” you apologize – well, more like forced to do so – as he slouches his shoulders in disappointment. he just couldn’t believe that it’s hopeless for you to know what his problem was!

even though he was being totally vague and unreasonable at this point, he knew you knew him in a different way; in a way that you knew what he’s like even without knowing the face behind the mask. 

so it just surprised him that you had no idea what he’s talking about.

he takes in a deep breath, readying himself to tell you the issue; the main reason why you’re here in the lab at three o’clock in the morning all by yourself and… him, of course.

“i can’t sleep and i don’t know why… this is my first time, alright? don’t judge,” he blurts out, the confidence stripping away little by little as you take a moment to understand what he’s telling you. is he not joking with you? that’s a new thing.

he’s always so fond of ruining your days whenever you come around to work at the laboratory but he seems so different now. way too solemn for you to think he’s even joking at this very moment. 

“... you can’t sleep well, is that why you called me here at 3 am?” 

and shockingly, he nods right away, determined to learn more about his ongoing problem. “yes and god, it’s horrible. everytime i close my eyes, i keep on thinking about something else and the next thing, my mind’s all about her.” blitzkrieg runs his mouth almost faster than he could do with his own legs that he doesn’t even realize that he let an important and rather private detail slip. 

her

who was she?

“... her?” you ask, watching how his already dilated eyes almost jump out of its sockets, terrified to find out that you heard him say those things hilariously clear. in panic, the wrist watch he snatched from you drops from his grip, resulting in him looking down to see what he’s done.

“is she an ex-girlfriend?” you continued to ask him, not letting the key part of his sleeping problem get ignored as you find yourself getting even more interested.

“um… no, she isn’t. not an ex or anything,” he answers truthfully, the unknown awkward side of him taking over his voice as he later picks up the wrist watch from the floor. handing it to you, he manages to keep his distance, his hands intertwined with one another while he stands stiffly. “but, uh, i count her as somewhat of a friend- it’s complicated.” he crosses his arms, slightly nodding as those words of denial flow out of his lips, his eyes clearly avoiding yours.

‘is he having a crush on someone?’ you think, tilting your head to one side as you lean your chin over your knuckles, unsure of what else you could make out of this brand new information that you’d rather expect from the ruthless kryptonian with the heart disease.

“look, i’m not a therapist or anything so i’ll use my logic instead,” you start with a disclaimer, leaning your back against the rails of the high chair as he nods once again, still willing to listen. “so, what are those thoughts specifically? i mean, there’s a really huge chance that those thoughts could be distracting enough to not make you sleep.”

he stares at the other side of the room, silent again. you could tell he was so bothered by his own late-night thoughts that he could spend seconds staying quiet just by thinking about them. “... i keep on remembering how she’s looked me in the eye, scared shitless. untrusting. overall pathetic… but for some reason, i always feel the need to protect her.”

“... you could feel that?”

“i said don’t judge.”

but it was too unexpected for him to feel that way about someone! whoever that girl was, you were so sure that blitzkrieg loved her whether he’d admit it to himself or not.

“but that’s not all, i also think of her in ways that i probably shouldn’t tell you,” he says in a teasing tone, his signature smirk finally showing up within his lips after long moments of just pure seriousness and deep down in him, he’s wishing to make you feel the nosiest you’ve ever been. “... or should i?”

you squint your eyes at him in confusion, torn between being nosy and being a decent “doctor” or whatever he wants you to be.

“you seem excited to tell me so do as you please,” you say with a slight chuckle, trying your best to be relaxed about it as if you’re not interested to listen in the first place – which, in reality, you actually are. 

“what? you want me to tell you?” he’s around the middle of laughing and panicking as he avoids that look on your face again, just like earlier. in response, you hum, still playing the chill listener, who would choose to keep the darkest secrets of her friends to herself than letting them have their own privacy.

after all, you’d swear to tell no one. it’s not really much of a big deal.

he then faces you once more, eyes looking at you from top to bottom as he takes a step or two towards you. suddenly, he lifts away the mask from his face, finally revealing his biggest secret to you with anxiety firing up his nerves – and apparently, you knew who he was all along.

well, his earth-1 counterpart at least: bartholomew henry allen, the chemist from central city’s police department; someone that your past co-worker julian albert used to dislike for months.

“barry allen?” you whisper in disbelief, carefully bringing your palm to your lips to shush yourself as he nods slowly. to be honest, he’s been waiting ages for you to figure that out but it seems that you’ve brushed those thoughts away for a reason that he had no idea about. 

“anyway, back to the topic, are you sure that you want to know what i think of her?” he changes the subject as quickly as possible, which causes you to take a second before nodding along. well, it’s quite a thing for this earth to get shocking with the counterparts – this man in front of you would be called a “modern hero” in your world yet in this one, it seemed that wasn’t the case.

let’s face it. even this version of barry would call himself unkind. “oh, and before you ask why i showed you my face, that’s because i trust you,” he begins with a reminder, hoping that you’d take note of that as you nod once more. your ears are basically ringing, tingling, and almost itching to listen to what he’d tell you. “i want you to tell no one else about this, is that clear?”

and of course, you nod another time, already getting even more impatient as minutes pass by.

“i don’t think i should explain further when i tell you that i think about her a lot in bed,” barry admits with a smirk on his face as one of your eyebrow arches in curiosity. you later let out a hum, a cue for him to continue with his stories; you’re now definitely sure that he really does like her, whoever she is.

“i think about how her skin would feel under my fingertips once she finds out who i really am.”

he takes another step towards you, his eyes fixated on his gloved hands as he looks back into your eyes in a way that he’s almost telling you something that shouldn’t be said.

something that’d put himself in danger. “often times, i’d think of playing the hero over and over again… just so she knows that i’ll put my life on the line for her,” he says, later glaring back at you with a hint of desperation. — he’s been waiting for seconds, minutes, days, and even weeks to tell you this. to tell you all about it. to tell you that this girl he’s talking about is no stranger to you.

he then takes the empty seat next to yours, keeping his head down for a while. for him, saying things like these is a struggle, especially since he lives in a world where freedom couldn’t be an option unless you’re wearing a badge. and even though you were his “speed doctor,” he knew that you wouldn’t still be treated the same way as he was and the constant reminder of that was crushing him slowly.

and then, he lifts his head up and says, “i’ve been thinking about you all the time.”

you freeze in your seat as if time has stopped, taken aback by how he’s now talking about you and not someone else you didn’t know. barry reaches for your hand and you let him take it, placing it over his chest as if he’s asking you to check his pulse.

“when doctor west… iris was executed by thawne, i thought that i could never feel this way anymore,” he admits, softly caressing your hand. the rough leather of his suit grazes over your skin so gently like a feather that he almost forgot that he’d also use that same hand to drill into someone’s chest, even taking their heart out for the fun of it. “but you… you made me realize that i wasn’t always a monster. that i once loved someone… that i was once human.”

“... barry-”

“you don’t have to say anything,” he cuts you off, shaking his head as if he’s actually giving you control of the situation unlike usual, wherein it’s always his call that matters. and deep down, you didn’t know what to tell him.

everything was happening so fast that you couldn’t even believe that this earth’s barry is the man behind that dark mask, which would usually be seen before someone’s death. 

he then takes another deep breath, returning your hand back to you as he looks out at the window, spending a few moments to think about what he’s done. — he fell in love with you already and it’s too late to crawl out of the deep pit that has no floor; a wide space like an ocean but instead of waters, it’s all those things about you. what he liked about you from head to toe. the things that his mind would be focused on every single night.

he couldn’t sleep, yes.

but he’d always smile whenever he remembers that somebody like you exists in his life.

a life so dark, so broken, so warped that he believes that he doesn’t even deserve to feel loved.

“i can take you back to your earth, where you belong. i know you’ve been staying here for months…” he trailed off, thinking about it deeply. he's torn between it. just because he could love, that didn't mean he's an angel – he's a thousand miles away from it. 

he wants you here all to himself and owned by no one else but him. he craves for you to be around him all the time. he wants your eyes on him only.

but he knew it would hurt you.

and it almost kills him to think of that.

“... but you deserve to go home.” he was miserable. deep down that silly, menacing facade was just someone so in need of feeling something. anything. and god, was it so addicting to feel some love for once. “because in the end, you'll always be that person who reminded me of who i used to be… who i wished to be.”

there was long, loud silence. a silence that ticks like a time bomb, pressuring you to think of how this all would turn out to be. after all, what would happen next is in your hands.

“i’m starting to think that there’s a reason why i ended up here,” you said with a gulp, about to make the biggest decision ever. he raised an eyebrow at you, confusion shown within his whole face as he cocked his head to the side with a question that remained in his mind– what exactly did you mean? 

“this world needs saving… and maybe we’ll be the ones who’d save it.”

the speedster had a frozen look on his face, clearly not expecting that those words would even come out of your mouth.

“do you really think that it’s not too late for me to change?” hope was seen in his eyes, his brows furrowed in both confusion yet belief in what you’d tell him next as you nodded, your soft palm later reaching for the side of his face. 

he closed his eyes so tightly for a long moment, his chest rising up and down so quickly in anticipation. 

he’s never felt a touch like that in ages. the last time he’s ever felt a hand graze over his skin was the moment he’s locked eyes with his iris, who had been fighting for her life ‘til her last breath.

i’ll be okay, she said no matter how the red pooled over her chest, the blade that thawne held seconds before was sticking out of her. 

the very moment he’d realized that this agenda that the new reich had implemented was not worth doing at all.

“there’s a hero in all of us,” you said, your hand slipping away from his skin slowly when he’s suddenly reached out for it, holding your arm so dearly like fragile, thin glass. “and you already saved me.” 

“let’s go save the world together, then?”

“of course.”

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#117 Barry Allen and Cisco Ramon [Requested]

A/N: Fifth part is finally here! First part is #105, second is #107 and third is #111 and fourth is #114.

   There’s a dissonance of cheerful conversation, the hiss of specialized beverage equipment and the deafening chime from the brass countertop bell as an order is completed; the amalgam of sound a mere obscure mess of white noise, the soothing scent of coffee blended with a rich chocolate foam eliciting a sigh of delight. This has become routine; settling into your usual table near the rear exit, files strewn across the mahogany café table, mocha in hand as you wait for- there it is- the magnetism in the atmosphere as a neon yellow and maroon blur enters your peripheral vision and your files soar in the air for a moment before a playful scowl quirks your mouth. Barry Allen is standing in the queue; an adorably sheepish smile on his handsome face as he offers an apologetic expression and a subtle wave as a greeting. There’s a sudden gust of wind; hair tousled and blinking you release a forceful huff to blow the hair out of your vision just in time to see that the files had been laid in their previous spot  and a beautifully decorated donut lies beside your steaming mug.

Barry’s happy; he feels almost like you’re his. He’s been relishing the time he’s gotten to spend with you; the mornings at Jitters before work, the rushed lunch breaks, the movie marathons with take-out and the meaningful conversations at S.T.A.R labs during the second job. He feels guilt for the fleeting thought that if Cisco doesn’t come back, you could be his again. He loves Cisco like a brother. He's his best friend but he’s IN love with you and he’s not positive that he can ever let that love go. He wants you to be happy but he sees what’s happening, what happened, and the distance between you and his friend and he can’t help but feel like maybe the universe was correcting his mistake. You’re meant to be. At least, you were. He hopes that’s still the case but he’s afraid, if he’s selfish,  if he mentions it to you again, maybe you won't speak to him ever again. He can’t chance losing you completely. It would destroy him. 

“Hey.” A familiar voice interrupts the complacent silence, Barry’s expression darkens and his shoulders visibly tense. He instinctively raises an arm, shielding you from your boyfriend as he stands there with a crestfallen expression and his hands tucked in his jean pockets. “Can we talk?” Barry's hazel eyes meet yours in a protective gaze, a silent conversation almost pleading with you to be cautious. Cisco’s unstable. Barry’s mind just keep repeating the statement hoping that you’d receive the message telepathically, instead, you offer a subtle nod to indicate to him that it’s going to be alright and  his arm falls to his side in defeat and he excuses himself to a table a few feet away just in case you need him. “I uhm, I already apologized to the team.”

“Including Barry?” You reply with a hint of sarcasm, you already knew by Barry’s expression that Cisco hadn’t spoken to him. There’s a beat of silence, Cisco releases a defeated sigh trying desperately not to fight. He just wanted to make things right and he already felt guilt knowing that Joe had gotten hurt because of him.

“I’ll get to it.” He replies, setting his sleeved arms on the files before reaching a palm out in your direction. It was a peace offering, his affection, you knew him well enough to know that. You wanted to take his hand but a part of you didn’t completely trust that he wouldn’t have another outburst. There’s hesitation in your eyes, that fact hurt Cisco’s heart, he never wanted you to be fearful of him. Barry’s watching the exchange with baited breath, heart hammering against his rib cage as he awaits your decision. It feels like his heart stops the moment you reach out and place your hand in his. That’s it, I’ve lost, again. The thought makes a hollow feeling settle in the pit of his stomach as he takes a drink of his coffee, anything to avoid the pain ebbing in his chest. “I just wanted to apologize to my girl first.” Cisco murmurs, a quiet humorless chuckle interrupting the silence as he intertwines your fingers together, “I know I was wrong. We agreed to forgive Barry for Flashpoint. I shouldn’t have freaked out. I am sorry.  I just…I let the grief I feel for losing Dante get in my head. I blamed Barry. So, when I thought he was trying to take you away from me, I just-snapped.”

“I understand it’s hard, Cisco.” You whisper, squeezing his hand in a show of comfort. “Maybe-maybe now isn’t a good time for this.”

“Oh, yeah.” He glances at his watch. “You have work. Maybe during your lunch break we can-”

“No, I mean.” You swallow the dry lump in your throat, tears building in the corners of your eyes. “I mean maybe now isn’t a good time for us.”

“W-what?” He’s flabbergasted; in his mind, when he’d gone over this scenario dozens of times, this never occurred to him as an option.

“You’re still grieving Dante, now things are complicated because of Flashpoint.” You gnaw on your lower lip to keep it from quivering. The last thing you wanted was to cry in the middle of Jitters. “Maybe we should just pause this so no one else gets hurt.”

“It’s too late for that.” He whispers. He feels his blood run frigid, wishing he could take everything back and still be with you. He removes his hand from yours, feeling bile rise to the base of his throat as he stands. He opens his mouth to respond but nothing comes out and his mind is reeling. There’s a second of contemplation, you wished things could be different but you knew this was for the best. Not only was this to help Cisco but you were beginning to question your feelings due to the amount of time you’ve spent with Barry in his absence. Those feelings you harbored for the scarlet speedster never truly went away and you didn’t want to hurt anyone. Even if this is hurting Cisco, it would be worse if you got further involved just to realize you were still in love with Barry.

“I am so sorry, Cisco.” You murmur, desperate to keep the conversation going even if just for a second. Who knows if he’ll want to speak to you again after this.

“Y-yeah.” He stammers, nodding as he takes a step back, trying to remove himself from the horrible scene. “Me too.” Just like that, he's gone, just as sudden as he’d arrived.

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okay but 6 with uncle hal and baby wally would be so cute <3333

UNC' HAL AND BABY WALLY SUPREMACY! <3

6. Patting the other's head

***

“Despite my various bachelor’s degrees in aeronautical science, engineering, and mechanics, I will never understand how the Speedforce works,” he said. “But I do know it does not cause grown adults to revert to children.” Hal gazed at the little boy hugging Barry’s leg like his life depended on it.

“I know,” Barry sighed, absentmindedly patting Wally’s head in an act of comfort. “I don’t even know what happened, but something in the experiment we were working on in the labs went awry and now…”

“Wally’s four,” Hal answered for him and bent down to be eye-level with the boy. “Hey Wally, remember me?”

The little, curly-haired boy shifted his face from the khaki pants leg and looked at Hal. “Unc’ Hal.”

Hal smiled. “Yeah, buddy, that’s me.” He held out his hand, palm up, waiting for Wally to take it first. “I know you’re probably scared, but you know me and Uncle Bar are gonna take care of you. You’ve got Green Lantern and the Flash looking out for you.” He nodded and gave another smile. “I bet you’re hungry and bored, yeah? Wanna go get a snack and then watch a movie? We have Toy Story and that new movie Encanto.”

Wally looked at his hand, then pulled away from Barry and nestled himself into Hal’s chest, burying his face in Hal’s neck as the pilot rose to stand in front of Barry, Wally in his arms; Barry blinked. “How’d you do that? I couldn’t get him to do anything but hold my leg?”

Hal let out a ‘pfft’. “I had a younger brother.” He rubbed Wally’s back, humming slightly and the boy started going slack in his arms. “I’m good with kids.” Barry’s face lit up with a soft sort of happiness and he followed Hal as they left the meeting room.

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Imagine.....Being Barrys younger sister and going to the future instead of him. (Season 3 Episode 19: The once and Future Flash)

Key: Y/N=Your Name, *=Singing.

Future Barry: You're from before she dies, aren't you? You can't save her.

You: Yes, we can. And we're going to.

Future Barry: No, you can't. Go home.

You: Just tell me who's in the suit. All right? That's all I need. You tell me that, we'll be able to track him down. We'll learn his weakness. We'll stop him before he even tries. Just tell me who Savitar is.

Future Barry: I can't.

You: What are you-why?

Future Barry: Because I don't know the answer. Sorry you ran all this way for nothing. You want some advice, go home. Spend as much time with Iris and your brother as you can. Because pretty soon.... you'll never see 'em again.

Time Skip:

You: You promised. You promised her that you would be there for Joe.

Future Barry: You don't understand.

You: I don't understand what? That you abandoned them? That you abandoned him and everybody else? Including me? You made a promise!

Future Barry: That I couldn't keep! Not after everything I lost. I was just as broken as Joe was!

You: I don't care.

Future Barry: You will! [scoffs] You will. [sighs] You want answers, Y/N? How's this? You will go back. You will do everything that you can think of to save her. You and Barry are even gonna create time remnants of yourselves, but he's gonna kill them all, mostly. And then on the night of May 23rd, Iris West will die in your brothers arms.

You: No.

Future Barry: And in that moment that she takes her last breath, it'll feel like an eternity. And it will break Barry. She's the love of his life, Y/N. She was the love of my life.......... There'll be nothing left at all but stopping Savitar... So no, he won't be there for Joe. He won't be there when Caitlin becomes killer Frost. When Savitar destroys Wally. He won't even be there when you become famous. He won't be there for any of you. But then one day, he'll stop him. Barry'll lock him in the Speed Force forever. But at that point Savitar already won. Because everything that Barry's ever loved is gone. Including himself... Go home, Y/N. There's nothing for you here.

You: Where's future me?

Future Barry: [scoffs] You really want to see your future self?

You: Yeah, I mean she could know who Savitar is.

Future Barry: Even if she did....she didn't even tell me.

You: Why?

Future Barry: Because....after Iris died, something happend, and we went our separate ways.

You: So the same thing's gonna happen to me and... [Takes a deep breath} Okay, can you tell me where she is. Please?

Time Skip:

Future Barry: She's in there. Good luck.

You: You're not coming with me?

Future Barry: I'm not even supposed to be here. Look, you go in and when you're done, I'll still be waiting here.

Future You: *Don't need a king, I've got my crown, Don't need a hero to lift me off the ground. I built this heart, it's beatin' loud. Won't let no bad blood ever bring us down. Keep flyin' higher, fight like a fighter. What if I'm everything that I will ever need? A queen messiah, a strong survivor. Even the worst days won't get the best of me. 'Cause I was born to be brave. I know who I am inside and I won't apologize. Made my mistakes. And they gave me wings to fly to my castle in the sky.*

You: *I used to feel like I was lost. It's like my phone's navigation was turned off. But it's the road I stumbled on. That led me right to the place where I belong. Keep flyin' higher, fight like a fighter. What if I'm everything that I was meant to be? A blazin' fire that's gettin' brighter.

Don't need nobody here that don't believe in me. 'Cause I was born to be brave. I know who I am inside and I won't apologize. Made my mistakes. And they gave me wings to fly to my castle in the sky.*

You and Future You: *Let my hair down and let it go. No more runnin', I run this show. Way up here, yeah, the view is gold. Born to be brave

Now I'm standin' miles high like castles in the sky.*

You: *Like castles in the sky.*

Future You: How'd you know that song?

You: I'm you.

Future You: From 2017?

You: Yeah. Look I just need you to tell me who Savitar is. Please? I can't watch Iris die.

Future You: Y/N, just go home. I can't tell you.

You: Why?!

Future You: Because you're not gonna like what you hear!

You: Try me.

Time Skip:

Future Barry: She didn't tell you?

You: Nope.

Future Barry: I told you so.

You: Wait. What did you just say?

Future Barry: I told you so?

You: Ahh, crap.

Future Barry: What? What is it?

You: Savitar, said the same thing to me, when I fought him last.

Future Barry: So?

You: You always say it. When I said something will work, he says it won't work. I doesn't work and he says I told you so.

Future Barry: And?

You: I need to get back to my time. But first I'm fixing up this time.

Time Skip:

Future Cisco: Team Flash back together.

You: Well I have to head back.

Future Julian: Thanks for..getting us back together.

Future H.R: Yeah, and this is the first time i'm ever agreeing with this guy.

Future Julian: Hey!

Future Joe: And umm, thanks for making us a family, agian.

Future Barry: We got a long ways to go.

You: Yeah, you do. But you also need to convince Future me, too come back.

Future Cisco: We'll do. Also....Movie night and Pizza on me!

Future Barry: I'll be there in a minute!

You: So this is goodbye.

Future Barry: Well, more like a 'see you later'.

You: Yeah.

Future Barry: I wish I could help you. Believe me I do.

You: But you trapped Savitar in the speed force, just tell me how you did it.

Future Barry: I had help.

You: Help from who?

Future Barry: A physicist. Her name's Tracy Brand. She made the Speed Force trap for me.

You: Why wouldn't you tell me this before?

Future Barry: Because she didn't figure out the technology until four years ago.

You: Four years after Iris died.

Future Barry: Mm-hmm.

You: [sighs]

Future Barry: Hang on. I don't know where she is. And I don't understand anything that's on here. But that's got all her information on it. Maybe when you go back, you can find her and I don't know, she can decipher it for you. I hope so.

You: [chuckles softly] Thanks.

Future Barry: There's also something else.

You: What?

Future Barry: Give this to Barry. You can use it to when you need it.

You: What is it?

Future Barry: It's a communicator. Tracy Brand also mad it, so whenever people from the past.....need help, they can use this to contact with us.

You: That's great but....

Future Barry: What?

You: If we do end up saving Iris, wouldn't that mean that, this future will get erased?

Future Barry: Let me tell something? Who is the one person that he loves more than anything in the world aside from Iris? I'll tell you....It's you Y/N. So lets say if Savitar killed you, that would mean, this future will still be the same.

You: But that doesn't make any sense.

Future Barry: If it's someone he holds dear, it will break him.

You: He loves all of us. I-what are you trying to say?

Future Barry: The only two people he loves most in this world is you, and Iris. The only way this future exist, is if Iris dies or you die, or even Joe.

You: Okay, I get that. Well I think I really need to go now.

Future Barry: I'll let you be on your way. But if Tracy can't decipher it then [sighs] just make some good memories with Iris and Barry. Hold onto 'em as tight as you can. Good luck.

You: See ya speedy.

Another Time Skip:

Barry: So, what'd you find out?

You: Well, I talked to your future self.

Barry: What'd he say? Did he tell you who Savitar is?

You: No. But I did get a lead. He had help to defeat Savitar.

Iris: Who helped him?

You: Tracy Brand built the speed trap for him. But the problem is that she didn't figure out the technology until, four years after iris died. But, this....has all of her information on it. Now if we can find her, she might be able to help.

Wally: Well, lets get to work. H.R, Barry, Cisco, Y/N, find Tracy. Team Flash, on three.

Barry: One.

Y/N: Two.

Cisco: Three.

All: Team Flash!

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Ch. 9: Killer Frost

Pairing: Barry Allen x OFC  // Fandom: The Flash

Story Masterlist • Previous Stories: Rise Up • It Had To Be You

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Belén and Joe desperately tried to see the force that held Barry against the wall but try as they might, they just couldn't. Anais, on the other hand, was terrified and awed. Her eyes glowed her golden hue and she directed heat beams at the metallic armor of the unknown enemy but it was like a minor cut. If anything, it just agitated the enemy even more. In a flash of a second, it was in front of Anais, grabbing her by the neck. She was thrown across the room, landing on a table which then turned and crashed on the ground.

The armored enemy returned for Barry in less than half a second. Barry could say he didn't even feel when he was briefly let go for Anais. "What the hell are you?" Despite his struggles, Barry couldn't free himself from the grasp around his neck.

"You may serve the speed force, Flash, but I rule it," the metallic armor responded. "You are only a man, but I am a god. Your god. I am Savitar."

Kill us! Get it! Or get out! Belén struggled to breathe in regularly. The voices - sentient as ever - were squirming with the fear of death and wanted to make it known.

"Alchemy!" Joe, at this point, didn't know where to aim his gun but Alchemy made it easier since he was making an escape with the stone that crystalized Wally.

"STOP!" Belén screamed, however for the others it was on behalf of Barry, but she really needed the voices to be quiet or she would lose her sanity there and then.

"Let's go for a run, and give her some space," Savitar said to Barry then zoomed out of the place with him.

Belén dropped to her knees and looked around at the mess they'd created. She screwed her eyes shut when the voices echoed for them to leave.

~ 0 ~

From the cortex, the others tried to get ahold of Barry but were stumped to find him virtually all over the city.

"The suit's tracker must be malfunctioning," Cisco tried to get in touch with Barry himself. "It says he's appearing and reappearing all over the city at once, and that's impossible. He can't be moving that fast."

"Well if he can't, maybe something else can…?" Iris nervously watched the blinking dot meant to be Barry go in and out of appearance in every corner of the street map.

"What about the others?" Caitlin murmured as she switched to the comms. They might not have visuals on the subway but their communications were still intact. "Belén? What's happened over there?"

"I-I messed up, Caitlin!" Belén was quick to respond and let her frantic state be felt from across the city. "S-something took Barry! And it hurt Anais! Wally too - I don't know! I just don't know!"

"I got it!" Cisco cheered with his arms in the air. "Whatever it is, it stopped at the waterfront!"

"We have to get to him," Iris looked between the two considerably.

"Anais is down and I...I don't think I can reach them," Belén sounded on the verge of tears. They had yet to know what happened to Wally because she messed up.

"Cisco, you can open a breach and get you both to the waterfront," Iris thought of instead since this was a clear emergency.

"Guys, I can't," Caitlin gulped just by looking at her hands. "It's too dangerous."

"I'm begging you. Please!"

~ 0 ~

"Still alive down there?" Savitar's taunt came through the raspy, drawling voice of his his armor. Even as Barry tried getting up, Savitar forced him to stay put with a foot on him. "You are only a shadow beneath my throne. You are the past, whereas I... I am the future, Flash."

A breach opened up across them and out jumped Cisco and Caitlin. Cisco lost his balance with the source of energy he just pulled for the breach.

Caitlin wiggled her fingers and looked up ahead but all she saw was Barry in midair. "I can't see it!"

"Just do it!" cried Killer Frost in Caitlin's mind. Even as she shivered from it, she fired a large quantity of ice, probably more than she ever created since she got the powers. It encapsulated Savitar's form and made it visible for her and was able to feel the deep cold through Savitar's grasp.

Barry heard the cracking of the ice and the next he knew, he dropped to the ground. Savitar had disappeared. Cracks of ice sprawled underneath Barry's form, but otherwise he felt he would manage to pull himself up with Caitlin's support.

"Oh, boy. I'm gonna feel that tomorrow. Ah," Cisco groaned as Caitlin helped him stand. "That was a new and painful use of my powers." Caitlin rubbed his arm and looked back to Barry. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just cold," Barry nodded them. "Thanks for coming."

~ 0 ~

"Barry, you're already healing. You should be fine soon," Caitlin moved over to the x-rays she'd taken from Cisco, the man lying on a bed with a hand on his forehead. "Um, Cisco, the MRI I did of your brain shows changes in the capillary morphology similar to that of a mini-stroke. I wouldn't try an intra-dimensional breach like that anytime soon."

Cisco nearly went pale as he sat upright. "Okay, okay. Mini-stroke? You can't just gloss over that like that, okay? What does that... what does that mean? Am I gonna have this migraine for the rest of my life?"

"It means you should take a few aspirin and you'll be fine," Caitlin reassured him his health.

"Oh. Well, just lead with that next time!"

"Cait, I know what a risk you took using your powers," Barry stopped her just as she was leaving the side room. "Thank you."

"I didn't do anything..." Caitlin said sheepishly.

"Well, you saved my life."

"You've saved mine plenty of times. I'm gonna go check on Wally," Caitlin turned to finally leave. As she walked on, her eyes flickered silver to dark. Let me out, Caity…

~ 0 ~

Shortly later, Belén and Anais had joined the group in the cortex, each one looking worse for wear in their own way.

"Anais, you're okay?" Cisco asked, much kinder than before now that he knew where his dampeners had actually gotten to.

Anais knew this and scowled at him in return. "You care?"

Cisco figured he had that well earned. "I said I was sorry—"

"Keep saying it, then," she walked past him to her folded suit left on a chair.

"What are you doing?" Barry asked, curiously watching her get the suit.

"I'm leaving," she announced sharply.

"What - now? You're choosing to leave now?" Cisco blinked. Just when he was beginning to like her a bit more.

"Caitlin said I finished with my tests and Barry said I could leave whenever I wanted to after that. Well, I want to leave now," Anais informed them and walked up to them. She didn't quite care for the group's reaction. "No offence, but I didn't come here to sign up for another war."

"Uh, no, you just stole the passageway of another man," Cisco reminded him but it did no good for the case.

"Here," Anais handed Barry a card with a number on it. "I'm not disappearing, but I...I just don't want to be here anymore. I just got out of a war, I can't get into another one. You understand, right?"

Barry gave a nod without the intention of pleading her to stay. Unfortunately, he could understand what Anais was trying to say. In the end, this was their problem with Savitar and Alchemy, not hers.

"Iris got me the cellphone, I will answer if you call, I swear," Anais stepped around Barry and stopped by Belén. "Please take care of yourself, okay?" Belén meekly nodded and rubbed her arm. Anais was sure there was something Belén wasn't saying but who was she to start asking questions? All Anais wanted to do was get the hell out of there before something targeted her next.

"Well, there's your daughter!" Cisco gestured after Anais once she was gone, eyes set on Barry and Belén. "You're not going to stop her!?"

Belén shrugged at Cisco. "What do you want us to do? Call her to come back and fight a battle that's not hers?"

Barry tucked the card with the number inside his pocket. "Maybe she's making the right call, alright? Let's just give her some space."

Cisco wasn't even going to waste more breath on the matter. "Fine, whatever. So what was that thing in the waterfront, anyways? All frozen and whatnot."

"I don't know. But now we know Alchemy is just the lackey," Barry said. "Whatever that thing was, it's what we're really up against."

"So why couldn't any of us see it?" Belén asked. "Joe and I, we-we tried but...there was nothing." Of course maybe she would have seen more things if she wasn't dealing with the insanity going on in her head.

"Maybe it was a speedster thing?" Cisco offered, even though there was no clear explanation for it. "I mean, Anais saw it, right?"

"Maybe, but I think he's more than a speedster," Barry admitted. "I mean, when he had me, it wasn't like we were even moving; it was just like, 'bam!' we were instantly somewhere different, even from my perspective."

"Did he say anything else?"

"He said his name was Savitar."

"Nice name," Belén said distractedly. She felt the echo of pain on the side of her head.

"Bells…" Barry stepped towards her but she sniffed and nodded to the threshold.

Belén blinked at Barry, her face flushing when she realized she wasn't paying attention again. "Uh, Wally's still...I'm so sorry." She shook her head and rushed out of the cortex.

Barry was exhausted and yet this single moment felt even worse than him getting punched by Savitar. Whatever was going on with Belén was distancing them again and the last time that happened, Belén almost didn't come back from it.

~ 0 ~

A few hours had passed by since they brought Wally back and since then, Caitlin had performed a series of tests to see his condition. Her news wasn't relatively the best except that Wally wasn't entirely dead.

Belén heard the whole news and couldn't take the guilt. She cooped herself up in the greenhouse room and tried her damn best to meditate. It wasn't working. In fact, it was perhaps one of the worst meditation attempts of her life. Belén felt like sobbing at one point. That was when Barry found her.

"Bells, c'mon..." Barry had no sophisticated strategy to get her to open up. He was too tired for that stuff today. He sat down on the floor directly in front of her, crossing one leg over the other as if he was going to meditate with her. For the first couple of minutes, he didn't say anything to her. He just looked at her.

Belén did the same. Somehow, the silence between them was even more difficult to manage than when Barry actively tried to find out what was going on with her. In the end, she gave up. "It's my fault," her confession was a quiet whisper.

"Your fault?" Barry repeated. He hoped that it was glaringly obvious how eager he was that she had finally said something to him. Hopefully it would pave the way to her revealing what was really the problem.

Belén swallowed hard. "Yeah," she nodded. "I messed up. I messed up so badly. I let Wally walk right past me to that stupid stone! He was right in front of me and do didn't do anything!"

Barry was still, honestly, stumped about that moment. Even though there was still some fuzziness about what happened there, he knew something prevented Belén from stopping Wally. She was right. He had walked right past her and she didn't do anything. That wasn't like her. Lately, she wasn't acting like herself. "Bells, you have to help me out here, what's happening? I-I am being patient, but...look at yourself. It's like when Datura was getting to you and...and you shut yourself off from everyone, including me."

Belén bit on her bottom lip nervously. As hard as things were getting, she was scared to tell Barry what was happening. "It's scaring the living crap out of me right now," she admitted.

"What is?" Barry gently pushed for the answer. He reached for one of her hands on her lap, enveloping it between his hands. "You can tell me anything."

"I'm afraid how you'll take it," Belén said, watching him carefully. Already, she saw a spark of guilt in Barry's eyes. She couldn't imagine how he would take the news that his changing the timelines truly affected her and Caitlin in the worst ways. She couldn't do that to him. "But it's okay. It's okay. I have it under control."

"But, Bells—"

Belén leaned forwards and pressed a kiss on Barry's lips. She smiled softly at him, eyes looking at him fondly. "I really love you, do you know that?"

Barry recognized a tactic when he saw one and he was ashamed that it worked. Belén was purposely keeping something away from him and he couldn't force it out of her. The only thing left to do was wait and tell her that he loved her too.

~ 0 ~

"Alright then," Veronica settled a folder of evidence on the interrogation table and watched the lone acolyte of Alchemy's shift nervously in his chair. "Now that you lost the monk disguise, we can talk. Let's start with Alchemy."

The man gave her almost a sneer.

Veronica raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't test these waters," she warned in a deadly tone. "Why don't—" the door of the room burst open with Joe.

He let the door slam behind him as he walked over to the table. "Tell me about Alchemy," he commanded. "What he does, how he does it. Say it now."

There, the man repeated his sneer. However, he spoke this time. "His powers are beyond human understanding."

"Try us," Veronica leaned back on her chair and motioned him to get a move on.

The man merely smirked. "Oh, you will be tried. All of you. When my master rises, the human race will be judged. From where I'm sitting, you will not fare very well."

Veronica was about to tell him how delirious he was when Joe reached out and grabbed the man by the nose, almost threatening to break it. Veronica, startled, straightened up on her chair.

"You think I'm playing with you? My son is in one of those cocoons, and you're gonna tell me how to get him out. Now talk!" Joe ignored Veronica's attempt to get him to stop. He was beyond words at this point. The only salvation was the relentless knock on the door.

"Please just stop," Veronica warned him when she went to go answer. "Caitlin?" she blinked then looked past her to see if she was alone.

"It's Wally," the brunette said, immediately catching Joe's attention. The man hurried over. "He's out of that thing. He's fine."

"And he's okay?"

"Yeah. He's fine. I promise."

"Oh, thank God. Thank you, Caitlin," Joe glanced back at the suspect.

"You should probably go see him, then," Veronica smiled at him. "I can take care of this joke in ten minutes."

Joe laughed and merrily went on his way.

"Actually, Belén is waiting for you in the reception," Caitlin informed Veronica. "She said it's something important."

"Oh, wonder what it is now," Veronica smiled again and walked out of the room, leaving the door to close on its own.

Caitlin struck a boot just before it did close. She waited until Veronica was out of the way then walked in, backwards, and shut the door. Her eyes flickered to the security camera up on the ceiling and shot a hand up at it, freezing it completely.

"Where is Alchemy?" she revealed her silver eyes. The white streaks of hair were already making its presence on her head. "Tell me where Alchemy is."

The man eyed her with curiosity. He was not afraid, merely interested like he expected this to happen. "I sense great fear in you. You fear your power, your own greatness."

"I don't fear anything anymore," Caitlin's voice overlapped with Killer Frost. "Where is Alchemy?"

"The only one I fear is that whom Alchemy serves, the dark lord Savitar."

Caitlin regarded that with some amusement. Her eyes became a stronger silver as she rose her hand with threatening ice. "Maybe it's time you started fearing me."

GetHimGetHimGetHim, Killer Frost commanded and this time had the perfect control over Caitlin. Ice spread to the suspect's hands, causing terrible screams to erupt.

In less than a minute there was pounding on the doors. Caitlin's eyes briefly reverted to their normal chocolate brown. Caitlin herself whimpered as she felt the force that was Killer Frost trying to push her way out again. Her eyes flashed silver again and she filled the air with a cold fog then allowed the door to open. As the two officers hurried inside, she slipped out and shut the door, icing the doorknob as a measure of caution.

She was on her way out when someone called her back.

Julian Albert stood behind with an air of confusion as he heard his co-workers calling for help from the inside of the interrogation room. When he turned to Caitlin, he gasped at her very near proximity.

"I need you to come with me," she informed with her frost smoking up from her hands.

~ 0 ~

Joe came in a hurry into Wally's room and was stunned when he found his son was in the same condition as when he left. He met the others' confused looks and explained to them that Caitlin had assured him that Wally had woken up.

"What? I didn't even see her leave," Cisco realized that Caitlin had been out of sight for a while now.

"She said that?" Belén asked, focusing on the more important details of the story.

"Yes," Joe said, quite irritated to see that it was all lies.

"That's not like Caitlin..." Iris shook her head, thinking the same as the others.

Belén was the first to realize what was going on. Iris was right. Caitlin wasn't like that. Caitlin didn't lie to get officers out of interrogation rooms.

But she knew a certain metahuman who would do all those things.

~ 0 ~

The precinct was on red alert when Barry got there. Before he reached the offices, Veronica caught him on the side, startling him.

"You have got some explaining to do!" Her snap put him even worse for wear.

"What!? I—"

"Come here," Veronica grabbed Barry by the collar and dragged him into the bullpen, ignoring his 'what' again. She stopped by her desk and pulled up the security feed of the interrogation room where they'd kept Alchemy's acolyte. "Caitlin just attacked two officers, one suspect and kidnapped Julian."

"What?" Barry leaned closer to the screen just to make sure they hadn't made a mistake. He could only see Caitlin's side profile as she iced down the camera.

"No one's recognized her from the video but if Julian gets out first, he'll turn her in," Veronica warned him. "What the hell is going on?"

"I...I don't know," Barry rubbed his forehead. Killer Frost was making her appearance, that's what. Just like her earth 2 doppelganger, the ice made her bad.

"When did she get powers? And why would she take Julian?" Veronica's questions went unanswered.

Barry couldn't focus when the bigger issues were at hand. It would be a race to find Caitlin before the cops did.

~ 0 ~

As soon as she could, Belén fled to her greenhouse room to call a certain doppelganger to answers. She faced Datura on a video call while she paced back and forth. "What the hell is happening? Killer Frost is already taking Caitlin over! You said there was more time!"

Datura snickered on the other end. "I said there was only a question of who would end up taken first. Looks like I got the answer. Killer Frost was always a rowdy, annoying meta."

"Well now she's inside my friend and she's making Caitlin do things she would never do!"

"That's the point, stupid," Datura rolled her eyes. "Killer Frost wants access, and since Caitlin is probably getting more desperate, it's been easy for Killer Frost to take over."

"But she kidnapped a friend — Killer Frost kidnaps?"

"No," Datura said with some thought put into it. She looked to the side as she recollected patterns of the Earth 2 meta. "She kills. It's in her name. I think this little outburst might be Caitlin and Killer Frost together as a...mixture. One is just fighting the other."

"So, Caitlin is actively fighting back but losing?"

"Don't know. Look at her intentions and then let me know," Datura winked then shut off the call before Belén could say more.

Belén stuffed her phone in her back pocket then rubbed her face. "Caitlin, what are you doing?" She hated to think what Caitlin might be feeling - if Caitlin was feeling anything as herself at all. If what Datura said was true, then perhaps Caitlin was on her way to merging with Killer Frost to create a whole new person.

Who would that person end up, though?

~ 0 ~

"So, they don't know why she took Julian?" Cisco asked just to be sure. He was currently trying to locate Caitlin's location and a little stress might be making it more difficult.

"No, they don't. But more importantly, they don't even know that it's Caitlin yet, so we need to find her before they do," Barry couldn't hide the urgency in his words.

"Okay, let's say we do find her, then what are we going to do?" Iris made them stop for a moment. "It's obvious she's not thinking straight but have we thought about the reasons? Maybe something that could help us?"

"Killer Frost from Earth 2 is inhabiting Caitlin's mind," Belén walked in, her face expressing nothing but guilt. "Caitlin is literally having a battle with another person inside her own body."

"She's becoming Killer Frost. It's just like in the Vibe," Cisco shook his head.

"We don't know that yet," Barry reminded, but the doubt was still hanging over everyone's head.

"Her mother said the more that she uses her powers, the faster she's gonna go," Belén relayed what Caitlin once told her. "These powers aren't just powers, they're actual people that Datura siphoned. They're sentient and some of them are more forcible than others."

"How do you know that?" Iris now laid suspicious eyes on Belén.

"Because that's what Datura told me," Belén replied, hiding behind the technicality that she was not lying. "We just need to find Caitlin and make her see what's happening."

"I tried pinging her cell and Julian's, but she must have ditched them both," Cisco said with a groan of frustration.

"Stop thinking Caitlin is a regular person and start searching for another meta with cold powers," Belén moved over to him. "The answer here is not to ignore. Caitlin's powers, they're cold, so...could we use something we used for Captain Cold?"

"We tracked him using the satellite to scan for ultraviolet cold signatures," Cisco thought about it then snapped his fingers. "You're good!" he told Belén, making her smile, and got back to work. "Frozen food warehouse! That's where she is! Okay, I'm gonna isolate the feed so that no one else can see it!"

"Please do," Belén hurried after her suit.

"Figure out what she's making Julian do," Barry instructed as he went with Belén. The two would certainly need to know to help.

~ 0 ~

Julian worked incredibly fast despite the fear over his shoulders. Caitlin had him searching for acolytes of Alchemy and with a good motivation too. Find someone or be killed. She had already proven that she was willing to follow through by giving a deadly frostbite on his wrist, so...

"I found two individuals that have searched for the name Savitar. Here are both their addresses, both of them in Central City," he stopped working and looked at the woman. He still couldn't believe this was Caitlin Snow, a friend of Belén's who'd gone mad all in a week since the last time he saw her. "What exactly are you gonna do to them?"

"I don't know," Caitlin admitted as she walked a bit to the side. Killer Frost was screaming in her head to do something more fun, to use her powers. But all Caitlin wanted to do was silence her forever. "What am I doing?" She asked as herself. The noise of typing brought the more suspicious Killer Frost out. Julian had attempted - successfully - to send a message to the police. Angrily, she iced his laptop and destroyed it. "What part of "I'll freeze you to death" did you not understand?"

"Stop!" Barry sped in with Belén. Both were stunned to see Caitlin's appearance. It was half her, half Killer Frost.

Exactly what Datura said, Belén remembered.

"Get out of here," Caitlin warned them with one hand raised.

"You know we can't do that," Barry shook his head.

Belén swallowed hard and moved towards the woman but Caitlin brandished a frosty hand. "What are you doing?" Belén whispered in disbelief. "I know the powers are doing this but you have to fight it."

"Take her out. Take her out!" Julian frantically urged behind Barry.

"That's what I'm doing," Caitlin responded as herself, taking Belén by surprise. "I'm not trying to hurt someone—"

"You are wiring to hurt someone!" Julian was the first one to argue. "Knock her out!" he ordered the two known metas.

Barry didn't hesitate to knock him out instead. Belén threw Barry a look for that, eyes sharp with disapproval.

"Priorities," Barry reminded, though his lips did try to form a smile when Belén returned her attention to Caitlin.

"Cait, these powers, we can work with them—"

"I'm doing something about it!" Caitlin snapped at Belén. "I'm finding Alchemy!"

"We will find him. All right? Together," Barry misunderstood her intentions, as did Belén, and hoped to be reassuring.

"No. You don't understand. I don't want to lock him up. I need him to help me," Caitlin frantically argued.

"Help you what?"

"I need him to get rid of my powers!"

Both Belén and Barry paused in their tracks. Belén sighed at the brunette. "Caitlin... I'm not sure Alchemy can deal with...this sort of power," Belén felt sorry to say. She wished it would be that easy.

"You don't know that it doesn't," Caitlin very logically made her point. "I need her to stop talking to me! To stop controlling me!"

"Then let us help," Barry slowly reached out for her. "We all love you, and we will do everything that we can to help you. We've been through too much together to let each other down now."

Caitlin's eyes glimmered blue and silver. "Like you helped your mother?" Her voice vibrated with Killer Frost's. "Or Wally? Or me? You keep messing with everyone's lives, wrecking everything, and we're left behind to pick up the pieces from your mistakes. Some things you break can't be put back together!"

Barry, ashamed, took that with a hang of his head. "I can fix this."

Killer Frost had no mercy. "Oh, like you fixed Cisco's family? You didn't tell Cisco that you screwed him worst of all, did you?" she purposely spoke louder for the audience watching from STAR Labs. "You hear that, Cisco? Dante was alive, healthy and happy, until Barry created Flashpoint. When he reset things, that's what killed him. Barry is the reason your brother is dead."

"Caitlin, stop!" Belén ordered but Killer Frost was not done.

The best thing about accessing Caitlin's mind was getting a full view of her memories. "You're both—" she nodded to Belén and Barry, "—meant for each other, you know. Keeping secrets, it's what you do best. At least Datura was never a hypocrite about it."

Belén's anger was quick to form. "Be quiet!" she hissed, not entirely as herself, and nearly attacked if the police force hadn't arrived.

Before the bullets could reach them, Barry got them across the room towards another exit. "Bells?" he worriedly saw her holding her head again, reminding him of the last time they'd been like this.

Caitlin, on the other hand, saw a golden opportunity. She created an icicle and stabbed Barry on the lower part of his ankle, and smirked at Barry's cry of pain. "That severed your triceps surae. Even with your healing abilities, it'll take four hours to regenerate! Don't follow me!"

"Caitlin—" Belén didn't even move an inch before Caitlin threw another threat.

"Follow me and I'll say everything," Caitlin rushed out of there.

Belén pursed her lips together, guilt settling over her like layers of mountain.

~ 0 ~

Both Veronica and Joe walked into the cortex, Axel in tow behind his grandmother. The two detectives moved directly for the side room where they could see Barry. Axel, in the meantime, stayed behind with Cisco, chatting him up with questions over what was happening but Cisco barely regarded the boy.

"I'm not a good doctor so just...tell me if that hurt?" Belén slowly pulled her hands off the bandage she'd wrapped around Barry's ankle.

"It hurts as much as I deserve probably," Barry mumbled, feeling pain alright but it didn't exactly come from his injuries.

"They took Julian to County General," Veronica informed them both. "Mrs. Andrews is with him which is why I had to bring Axel around." Axel had given up on talking to Cisco and now directed all his questions to Iris.

"He's still out cold. How hard did you hit him?" Joe had to wonder.

"I don't know. I didn't mean to knock him out," Barry swallowed the pain he felt and he moved his legs to one side of the bed.

"Mhm," Belén's sharp eyes made him reevaluate his statement.

"Or maybe I did," he relented and got himself up. Belén rolled her eyes and let him move towards the cortex.

Barry saw Cisco crossing the cortex for the desks, and took his chance at a little explanation. "Cisco. Hey, man, um, what Caitlin said…"

Cisco stopped and sent him an scrutinizing glance. "Was she lying?"

"No. Um…"

Cisco almost rolled his eyes despite tears threatening to break free. "You're sorry? That you killed my brother? 'Cause he was here. He was alive—" he enunciated slowly, one hand jabbing at Barry's shoulder, "—until you created Flashpoint, until you did this!" he shoved the speedster backwards.

Axel scurried from Iris towards his aunt. "Why are they…" he stopped when Belén warned him to stay quiet with a finger over her lips.

"I don't even know how to feel right now. All I know is Caitlin is out there, and we need to find her. Can we do that?" Cisco backed to the desk, not giving much of an alternative. "I hacked Julian's computer. Caitlin had him look up two addresses: 16 Hawthorne Avenue and 1104 Truman Place. She's trying to find the acolytes, I was trying to say."

"What exactly would she want with Alchemy's followers?" Iris wondered out loud.

"Caitlin doesn't want her powers so... she thinks these acolytes can take her to Alchemy who would then take away her powers," Belén explained. It was exactly what Caitlin, in such a state, would attempt to do.

"We heard," Cisco muttered from the computers.

"Well, two acolytes, two addresses. Which one's she gonna hit first?" Veronica inquired, but knew there was no certain answer.

"We got to watch both," Barry decided. He was shot down before he even took a step towards his suit.

"You're gonna stay here. You can barely walk," Joe pointed him to the chair.

"We can take care of Hawthorne," Belén moved over to Cisco.

"I'll take Truman," Veronica volunteered.

"I care about Caitlin, but I don't want to leave Wally," Joe admitted.

"Dad, Barry and I will stay with Wally," Iris offered instead. "You go with Detective Greene."

"Alright," Joe sighed and moved with Veronica.

Belén started for her suit in the meantime.

"Cisco, if you find her…" Barry trailed off when Cisco directed a cold glare on him.

"I won't call you. You've done enough," Cisco mumbled and went on his way.

Belén came back but before she even called for Cisco, Barry motioned her to stop. "Just be careful," he told her and limped his way to Wally's room.

"Look after him, please?" Belén asked Iris quietly. Iris assured she would, allowing Belén to go on in a relative peace.

~0~

"The acolyte's on the second floor," Veronica settled her eyes on the apartment across them. She picked up her coffee cup then offered the second one to Joe. He shook his head and simply stated ahead. "I understand how you feel about Wally but he's going to be okay."

Joe's face said something else. "How would you know?"

"I think logically," Veronica shrugged. "If they wanted him dead, then that would've happened yesterday."

The manner in which she said it was so...carefree. There really was no trace of concern in her. "How do you do that?" Joe asked incredulously.

Veronica gave a small smile. "You're forgetting my own children have been affected. My eldest is in prison for murder and theft, my son is dead and my youngest...just won't stop fighting. After a while, you catch on that no matter how many times you attempt to stop them... they won't."

"So, what? I'm just supposed to let them do what they want even when my gut tells me something's off?"

"No. You use that intuition to help them. At the end of the day they're young and don't have the same experience that we do. That's why they need us," Veronica said with the utmost certainty. She exchanged a smile with Joe after. "So next time, just follow your intuition."

~0~

The first acolyte had been signaled out as the one chosen by Caitlin. She was sneaky like Killer Frost, but cautious like Caitlin as she waited for the acolyte, named Craig apparently, to come out of his bedroom. Just as the he went for the temperature controller, she let the hiss of her ice scare him into turning around.

"Both of my parents are doctors. It's all I ever wanted to be. Growing up, I used to practice the Hippocratic Oath. I was obsessed with it," she started moving towards the nab who only plastered himself against the wall. "If anyone was even gonna step on a bug, I would say, 'Do no harm'. It's built into my DNA." She raised a finger at him, letting ice encapsulate around it to create a perfect icicle. "Unfortunately, my DNA isn't what it used to be. So, believe me when I say answer every one of my questions, or I will harm you and your family." This left the acolyte with no choice. "Who is Alchemy?"

"I don't know. I've never seen him without the mask!"

"I know he can give people powers. Can he take them away?"

"Yes. But you can't make Alchemy do anything. He's just an acolyte, like me," the man admitted, his eyes constantly flickering to the icicle threatening to claw his eyes out. "We both serve the speed god, Savitar. He's shown us the future. I saw you there." Caitlin's eyes turned back to their regular color, even the icicle disappearing from her finger. "You were glorious and powerful. My lord has special plans for you. He will come to you and speak to you. The honor of that is..." his laughter only brought out Caitlin's fear even more. "He will call you...the Bringer. After all, only you, Caitlin Snow, can bring Her."

Caitlin backtracked, her eyes going back and forth between blue and brown. She was terrified. She needed to leave - now! She hurried out of the house, but by the time she managed to get out, Killer Frost was surfacing again. The light rain made for an eventful night, at least that's what Killer Frost kept saying in the head.

"Caitlin!" Cisco's voice stopped her across the road.

She smirked at him. "Really? You brought your toys?" she nodded to his goggled which he had yet to put on.

Cisco's hand gripped around hid goggles. "I'm hoping it won't come to that."

Caitlin raised her icy hands. "It won't."

"Look, I'm not leaving you out here. I want to help you."

"There's only one person who can help me."

"Really? You really think seeking medical advice from someone named Dr. Alchemy is the way to go?"

"Why not? My name is Killer Frost," Caitlin threatened to shoot frost from her hands.

Cisco moved a step forwards. "Your name... is Caitlin Snow.

"Can Caitlin Snow do this?" Caitlin's eyes glowed stronger. Killer Frost commanded her to start firing, and so she did. Icicles stormed towards Cisco and since he couldn't bring himself to attack yet, he ran for cover behind a tree.

Caitlin pulled back a hand to fire stronger but a vine latched onto her wrist, preventing her from moving it. Belén stood behind her, very much in the same cautious state as Cisco. "Caitlin, please!"

"My name is Killer Frost!" Ice zoomed up Belén's wrapped vine, forcing her to let it go before it reached her. Caitlin then whirled around and blasted a powerful mass of frost at the other woman. "Why fight me? We could be a killer team, you know."

Belén motioned Caitlin to calm down. "Caitlin, I know it's hard. The voice is strong but you are stronger. Don't let her control you."

"I'm doing fine, thanks! Can't say the same for you!" Caitlin swung icicles like boomerangs at Belén, forcing the meta to fight back. She moved forwards as her poison swished forwards along with pieces of vines trying to trap Caitlin but it wasn't enough to keep her down. The frosty meta engaged Belén in hand combat.

"Belén! Move!" Cisco put on his goggles, figuring that the best thing would be to bring Caitlin back to STAR Labs...and for that she needed everyone to help.

"I can't!" Belén was in the middle of dodging Caitlin who was probably drawing on Killer Frost's combat skills.

"Unleash those powers," Killer Frost taunted in-between punches. "You know they're itching to play!"

She's right. Let us out! Belén heard the voices begin to scream. With that distraction, Killer Frost backhanded her to the ground.

"Come on out!" she practically demanded, going as far as putting a boot over Belén's back.

Belén screwed her eyes shut but this time the voices weren't going away. They were doing the same thing Killer Frost said to. They wanted to come out.

Caitlin was drawn back by the noises of a zip. She caught Barry's light as he charged towards them. She froze the roadside and watched as the speedster slipped over and rolled on the ground. She walked over to him, glaring down. "How's the leg?"

Barry hated her sense of humor at the moment. He saw her boots from the corner of his eyes and retaliated in the simplest way. He swiped his arm across her legs and knocked her down beside him.

"I'm sorry, Caitlin," he heard her groans beside him and truly felt bad for her. Everything she said was right. It was his fault.

"That was cold, Flash," she gave him his due. "But this is colder." She jumped to her next move and straddled him, planting her lips over his for a frosty kiss.

Cisco knew it was time to act no matter his feelings. He could practically see Barry's blue face thanks to Caitlin. Belén was still on the ground once again raging at herself to 'stop' ... again. Cisco put on his goggles and struck Caitlin with a vibe energy that knocked her over a car. Cisco then came running forwards.

"Start vibrating. It'll warm you up," he left that advice for Barry on the ground.

Caitlin was just attempting to get up when she felt a hand curl around her ankle. "Oh let go you pathetic plant girl," she hissed with a raging icy hand.

"You wanted me out? Now I'm out," Belén had an unusual glare on her face, her eyes glimmering colors.

"Bells, just hold her!" Cisco ran up to them with the intention of knocking Caitlin out.

"I've got a better idea," Belén smirked. Heat erupted from her free hand and sent Cisco back against the same car that Caitlin had rolled over.

Start killing! Get them all out! Let us be free! The voices chanted in unison. Belén felt herself slowly lose against them. She didn't want to be like Caitlin, she wanted to control them...but she was so tired. The stronger they got, the less pain Belén felt, the less stress and ache.

"Well, you came out to play," Caitlin as Killer Frost looked down at Belén with a smug face.

Belén held her head in pain. "Leave me alone, Frost!"

Caitlin circled the woman, taunting her to come out and match her powers. "We could have some fun, can't you see? I hadn't thought about it before but, after all you were the one who wanted me to come out with Caitlin."

"I SAID STOP!" Belén screamed and whirled around to deliver a punch across Caitlin's face. She raised her hands above her head and let white energy blink into existence around them.

"Belén?"

Belén lowered her arms but kept the moon energy stirring between her hands as she turned to face Barry. He was stunned to find Cisco outcold over a car, Caitlin pretty much under the same state on the ground and... Belén being the cause of it. Her white eyes made him fear that perhaps Killer Frost wasn't the only one who was affected by the siphoning device. Had he done that to her as well?

"Shoot," Belén commanded, but as herself trying to regain control. The power around her hands struggled to keep itself going. "I don't want…" her white eyes flickered to Caitlin, "...I don't want to be...like her...knock me out!"

Barry couldn't believe his ears. Belén stumbled towards him, begging him to do what she asked. "But Belén—"

"KNOCK ME OUT!" she screamed at Barry, eyes flickering to gold. The sight terrified him. "DO IT!"

Barry shut his eyes and absolutely hated himself. He streaked forwards and knocked Belén down as cautious as possible. A smack would be enough, he hoped.

~0~

The next time Caitlin awoke, she found herself inside the pipeline with the group, save Belén, staring at her from the other side with sympathy. "Phew, guess I just needed a little sleep. Thanks, guys. I'm feeling much better now. It's okay. You can let me out. I promise I'm not gonna hurt anybody." Her eyes blue eyes scanned the group to see if anyone faltered, but they knew better. "Hmm. Guess you're all smarter than I thought. You know, that was some blast there, Vibe boy. It kind of hurt."

Cisco's eyes were still glossy with tears. He couldn't believe this is what they were reduced to in the end. "I didn't want to hurt you."

Caitlin's face contorted to disgust. "You're pathetic."

"Alchemy can't help you. But we can. I promise," Barry couldn't stop staring at her, hoping that she would come out of her trance.

Caitlin scoffed. "Oh, like you promised Eddie? And like you promised Ronnie? You know, for a hero, Flash, you sure let a lot of people around you die."

"This isn't you talking. It's the powers. They're messing with your mind. You're sick—"

"Killer Frost might be in my head but Caitlin is broken, Barry. And that's all your fault," Caitlin tapped her finger against the wall. A smug smile spread across her face, almost threatening to laugh. "But this time around, justice came through. You're not getting away with a happy ending this time. You hurt the person you supposedly love most. Belén? She's going to become just like me and then we'll take this city together."

Barry swallowed hard, the guilt he felt once now too hard to push with words of comfort. "We're not letting this happen…" He reached for the controller's to close the pipeline up.

"You did this to me!" Caitlin raged from the inside just before she was lost behind the pipeline.

"Do you have any idea how we can reverse this?" Barry turned to Cisco, hoping for anything at this point. "How we can get her back?"

Cisco refused to look at him. "It's like Caitlin said: sometimes when things get broken, they can't be fixed."

~0~

Belén sat at the edge of the medical bed with her head held low in shame. She couldn't stop staring at the meta dampener cuffs adorning her wrists. Cisco must have put them on her after being taken back to STAR Labs. The voices were dead silent in her head. It was as if everything was normal again.

Except she wasn't. She was far from it.

The sound of footsteps rose her head. She was mortified to see her friends and mother staring at her with...pity. She pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her head over her knees.

"I'm sorry," she said, not that it mattered. She had punched her friend and thrown the other over a car. One apology made no difference.

Barry asked with a pleading look to let him talk to her first.

"Do not let her become like Caitlin," Veronica warned with the same hostility she once showed him when they first met. She was angry. Hell angry.

Barry cleared his throat and walked into the side room once the others had gone. "This was it, wasn't it? The thing that you were hiding? It was about this and Caitlin."

"I could never say anything about Caitlin. It wasn't my secret to tell," she rose her head once more. "And I just didn't want you to think it was your fault."

"But it is," Barry said grimly, "This is all my fault. In the other timeline, this didn't happen to you. It didn't happen to Caitlin either."

"It does no good to think about that anymore," Belén said, letting out a heavy sigh, "You can't change it anymore. If I could, I would have tried to fix this on my own."

"But you shouldn't have to," Barry said, coming over to sit down on the bed with her, "This is my fault so please let me help to fix this. We're a team, right? You and I, we're partners above everything and everyone else. Please, trust in me that I will fix this."

"There's not much to work with," Belén said, "The voices are just getting stronger now."

"These voices... there's more than one?"

Belén nodded. "There's three. One who controls earth, the other controls the moon elements and the other has heat abilities. They're some of the victims Datura siphoned and killed. They're mad and they want to be free. Datura said that it's only a matter of time until I lose it. She was right about Caitlin, so…"

"Datura?" Barry raised an eyebrow at her. "You've been speaking to that woman?"

"Yeah, she called me one day because apparently she can now see the future sometimes. I visited her too," Belén said, deciding it was best to put it all out there now that the truth was out. "We, uh, we made a deal. She said she'll help and in return, she'll get Frost's power back. But being honest...I don't think she'll be able to reverse it. And I certainly don't want to wear these," she raised her cuffed hands. "If I have to live with these powers, then I want to control them. I don't want to hide them."

Barry ultimately knew she wanted the cuffs off. He could already hear Veronica shouting that it wasn't the safest thing but...he had already messed up by creating this situation. The least he could do was give Belén her choice. It was all he had. He reached over and unlocked the cuffs. Cisco had placed a password on it just in case Belén switched personalities again. Belén was a bit awed that he was listening so easily. Anyone else would've told her absolutely not.

"I'm sorry for doing this to you, but I swear I will do anything and everything I can to help you," Barry promised her. "Just please don't feel like you need to be sorry. This isn't on you."

"Yeah, well, it doesn't exactly help to hear you continually blame yourself. There's nothing you can do by that," she leaned her head against his arm.

"I should have just followed you inside the house," Barry deeply regretted that night he changed the timelines. He had everything and he didn't see it. It would probably be his biggest regret.

"But you didn't, and that's the fact. I'm sorry you feel this way but...there is nothing you can do to change it. There is no fixing. We are not projects," she shifted her head to look up at him. "We are your friends and we need you."

Barry wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer. "I've been the villain of this story, Bells."

"Change the course," Belén said, resting her head on his shoulder.

Their moment was cut short when the lights mysteriously malfunctioned in the building. The only possible source of power had to be from Wally. The two metas hurriedly rushed towards Wally's room and found Joe in the middle of breaking Wally out of his cocoon.

"Joe! Hey! What are you doing?" Barry frantically urged him to stop but Joe had already made the decision long before. "You can't cut him!"

"I have to!" Joe argued back. He didn't want Joe to follow in Caitlin's footsteps, nor Belén's. With the help of a power saw, the cocoon was opened in half but along with it came an odd noise.

Barry figured what it was and sped the others away from the cocoon just as an energy exploded from it. Smoke filled the room over the tipped over furniture. There was only s familiar vibrating noise heard and it wasn't from Barry.

Wally stood in the middle of the room, his entire body vibrating. His gaze slowly went around the room but he never made a noise. Then, just like that, he zipped out of the room.

The group quickly intended on finding him, as well as seeing what exactly the cocoon made him.

"No sign of Wally. I've got the satellite scanning the entire city for rapid movement," Cisco called from the desk.

"If he's a speedster, he could be halfway across the country by now," Iris remarked, still unable to believe what they'd seen mere minutes ago.

"Barry, we have to find him," Joe felt the urgency of a parent but also knew it was his fault. He had only wanted to help his son before something bad happened.

"I'm more worried about what happens when we do find him," Barry admitted. "He didn't seem like he was all there."

"I shouldn't have cut him out of that thing," Joe put his hands over his head.

"If we have no way of knowing what effects Wally did under...should we really try to find him first?" Belén asked. "We need to be smart about this and the only one who could possibly know is…"

"Caitlin," Barry exhaled. "We need a biochemist."

"And how do we break her out of...whatever is in her?" Veronica inquired, accusing eyes landing on her daughter. She had spotted the clean wrists.

Belén sucked in a breath and walked to the desk. "Killer Frost from Earth 2 expects us to fix Caitlin by erasing the powers, her mind. If we want Caitlin back, then we need to remind her who she is."

"Remind her who she is? I think I can do that," Barry decided to play one last card and headed for the pipeline.

Veronica quickly took her daughter by the wrist to the side. "What the hell are you doing? Where are the cuffs?"

"I'm not wearing them," Belén pushed her mother's hands off and returned to the desk.

"I knew we shouldn't have given Barry the password," the woman came after her.

"Mom, you can't just lock them up! I mean, that's exactly what Caitlin tried to do and look where she is right now?" Belén turned to Cisco with the most sincere face possible. "Cisco, I swear I am so sorry that I threw you over a car! I'm sorry that I lied to everyone but you cannot force me to shut my powers away!" she shouted. "Like I said to Barry I am not a project to fix!"

Get them. Make them fear you, Belén closed her eyes and leaned on the desk. The others exchanged cautious glances.

~0~

Caitlin was smug when Barry reopened her prison. It was going to be difficult convincing her but Barry was not planning on stopping.

"We need your help, Caitlin. Wally... he's... he's out of the cocoon, but his biochemistry is all out of whack. He went AWOL."

Caitlin casually leaned against the back wall of the pod. Her lips formed a mock pout. "So?"

"So, when we find him, he's gonna need your help. He's gonna need your medical expertise, your experience with metas. What he needs is Caitlin Snow, MD."

Caitlin gave a mocking laugh. "So, you came to try and talk some sense into me."

"No. I came to let you go," Barry moved to the controls again and opened up the pod.

Caitlin waited a second fir any trick he might be holding back on. Barry just stood there waiting for her. She mocked him and walked out. "For a smart guy, that was an awfully dumb move."

"Like I said, you're free to go."

"What's the catch?"

"You have to kill me," Barry answered in a matter of fact tone.

From the cortex, Iris was deadlocked on the plan, thinking it stupid. "What is he doing!?"

"He's bringing Caitlin back," Belén shushed her, she and Cisco being the only ones not as worried. She had faith that their friend was still there, and if Barry really wanted to help them then he needed to be the one to take the leap. He was faster; he could move if he needed to.

Caitlin raised an eyebrow at Barry and moved up to him. He didn't move an inch. "You want to fight, Flash?"

"No. I'm not gonna fight you," Barry continued with his nonchalantness. "But if you want to leave this room, you're gonna have to kill me."

"Don't think I won't," Caitlin warned, Killer Frost lacing every word spoken.

"Then do it."

Caitlin turned her palm over and created one lone icicle.

Barry braced himself and didn't move an inch. Caitlin, for some reason, only raised the icicle to his chest. "What are you waiting for? What's the big deal? Come on! Live up to your name, Killer Frost. I want to see some killing!" he grabbed onto her wrist holding the icicle and yanked her forwards. "You want to be the villain? This is what they do. They kill their friends, because nothing matters to them anymore, right?"

Caitlin seemed to struggle to push the icicle. Killer Frost raged to do it already so they could go. I can't, Caitlin was the one to think. She's not in control.

"Kill me, Caitlin!" Barry practically ordered to the still woman. "You can't do it. You can't, because underneath all that cold, you're still you."

Caitlin released a shaky breath, Killer Frost's rage was being sealed away at least for the time being. She was not a killer. Killer Frost could not make her become that. Absolutely not.

The blue in her eyes faded away and were replaced by tears. She dropped the icicle in her hand and broke into sobs. "Barry!"

Barry hugged her with no hard feelings. "It's okay. I got you. It's okay." He held her tight and sighed of relief to have her back with them.

~ 0 ~

Caitlin felt a huge relief having the meta-dampeners back on her wrists. Her mind was clear again, there was just her and only her. It left her entirely focused on Wally's current state, the latter still unfound. She'd taken a couple of bits left over by the cocoon to see where exactly Wally's structure was at the moment. And because of it, she was able to form an injection that might help him.

"I think extracting Wally early from that cocoon left him in a fugue state. His synapses aren't used to functioning at super-speed, so his mind and muscles are misfiring," she stopped by Barry with the serum ready to go.

"I mean, will this stuff help?" Joe eyed the serum with weariness.

"I've synthesized a neural compound that I think will get his mind and body running at the same speed. We just have to find him first."

"Well, computers aren't doing a damn thing," Cisco muttered from his spot at the desk. He rubbed his face then dropped his hands and turned to the group. "I don't know what else to do."

"But maybe Joe does," Veronica gave the man a glance, knowingly smiling. "Father's know best. "What's your intuition saying?"

Joe had to smile, but didn't disregard her attempt that fast. He got to wondering if perhaps Wally wasn't lost. What if he had just...gotten nostalgic in that state he was in? When nothing made sense, what kept him together?

"The house that he grew up in," he said before he could even solidify the thought. "He used to go there when he missed his mother. In Keystone."

"Let's go," Barry got ahold of him and left together.

As soon as they were gone, Caitlin moved towards Cisco and Belén with that face that spelled utter guilt. "I, uh... I just wanted to…"

"It's okay," Cisco got up from his desk and hugged her tight. "You scared me for a second, getting all Mother of Dragons on me with that hair."

Caitlin managed to chuckle but she was still feeling pretty bad in regards to Belén. "I shouldn't have said anything, b-but I...I wasn't…"

"You don't need to explain anything to me, Cait, I know exactly what that feels like," Belén raised her hands. "I guess they had to know sometime…"

"Still freaked us out…" Iris was heard mumbling from her spot. "I nearly went reporter on you two earlier."

"I know," Belén mocked a putout face. "But it's a scary thing, and that's why we kept quiet. But rest assure—" she placed a hand on Caitlin's arm, "—that we will find a way to help you. Datura said she wanted her power back, so...she's on board."

"Woah, woah, we're letting psycho-Belén help us now?" Cisco went wide-eyed at the news, something that both Iris and Veronica shared.

"You can't be serious," Veronica shook her head. "Tell me you're not serious."

"Who's psycho-Belén?" Axel looked up from the tablet he'd gotten from home.

"No one, go back to your games," Veronica shushed him with a pointed finger.

"It's okay, we're on the same boat - believe it or not - so she's helping," Belén made it clear this was something that had already been decided.

"But did she ask for something in return besides her power?" Caitlin had to wonder. Datura, while Belén, was still dangerously ambitious.

Belén cleared her throat and shook her head. "Nope, just Frosty back." There was no point in telling Caitlin that she would also have to give up her powers to Datura as well. Caitlin felt terrible enough.

That would just remain her little secret till the end.

~ 0 ~

"Oh, so she got back to normal?" Belén rolled her eyes at her doppelganger's disappointment of Caitlin triumphing over Killer Frost.

"Please, don't try to hide your goodness…" Belén sat down on the edge of her bed and glared at Datura on her phone screen.

"Can't hide what I never had," Datura snorted and put a finger to her chin. "Though I do have to express my disappointment of getting this prediction wrong."

"What prediction?"

"I saw Killer Frost in all her frosty glory," Datura shared the vision she'd gotten that day, earlier, but nonetheless about Killer Frost.

"So your psychic abilities aren't always correct, then?"

"Well of course not, the future is never written in stone."

"So...right now, what do you see about...me?"

"Ooh, scared are we?" Datura was quick taunt before laughing. Belén hated her, she really did, because it was fear that was constantly coursing through her. Datura leaned closer to the screen. "I see nothing."

"I know you see something you—"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Dream about that," the doppelganger spat and ended the video chat.

Belén growled and tossed her phone over her shoulder. She buried her face in her hands and thought about the possibilities if she did not learn to control these powers. She already made it clear to her friends that suppressing them was not an option for her - it never would be.

When she heard the front door unlocking, she quickly jumped up from the bed and ran up to the mirror. She didn't want to look so distressed when they had oh-so many problems as it was.

"Yikes," she whispered at her reflection. She combed through her hair with her fingers and walked out of the room to see how Barry did with...getting Julian not to say a word about Caitlin. She offered to go herself but Barry decided that he needed to, because it was part of him owning up to his mistakes. Barry had a somber face until he saw Belén coming out of the hallway. "So, how did it go?" she leaned against the hallway threshold. "Is he going to tell? Do you need me to try?"

How could Barry tell her that one of her closest friends had forced him to quit his job so that Caitlin could avoid jail? He couldn't. At least not tonight when Belén was already looking far too tired to deal with something else. "He's not going to say anything," he informed her with a the tiniest of smiles.

A big relief washed over Belén, even making her laugh towards the end. "Oh my God that is so good to hear!" she walked over and hugged him tight, swaying them a bit.

"Yeah," Barry rubbed her back and rested his chin over her head. Keeping his sudden departure from his job wasn't going to last a day, probably not even a week, but for tonight he would like to give Belén a moment of peace.

After everything, she deserved that much.

#ocappreciation #arrowverseocs #fd: the flash #the flash #barry allen #the flash fics #barry allen fics #the flash imagines #barry allen imagines #barry allen x oc #arrowverse fics #arrowverse imagines #the flash x oc #oc: Belén Palayta #oc: Belen Palayta #oc: the azalea #fic: make you stay

[lunamugetsu]

Delivery!

Flash was currently being held captive in a black of ice. How he got like this he wasn't sure. All he remembered was that he was running across Central City keeping the peace until suddenly an ice beam shot out of nowhere and froze his feat to the ground.... and the rest of him.

"Alright you got me! Show your face!"

"Well I was going to regardless. No need to yell." Out pops Danny Phantom carrying a bag with him and holding out an envelope.

"What? Who are you?"

"My name's Phantom. Danny Phantom. I have a message for you. I couldn't get your attention earlier so I thought this was just the next best way to get you to stop." Danny said as he unfreezes the speedster.

"Uh, okay." Flash said as Danny gives him an envelope.

On the envelope there are drawing in crayon and stickers and in marker it says: to Flash.

"It's from Susie, she'd said you'd remember her."

He remembered a Susie, a little girl that he used to see in the children's hospital. She had leukemia. He spent any minute he could making sure the kid was smiling when he was there. He was heartbroken when the nurses told him that she had passed away before he could give her her birthday present. Flash examined the crayon written words, it was just like Susie's writing.

"How did you?"

"Just read it."

The letter reads:

Dear Flash,

I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you showed up for my birthday. I never got to tell you, but thank you for being at the hospital with me when I was scared of going to treatment or when I had to take my medicine. Thank you for making me smile even when I didn't feel well. Thank you for playing games with me when I couldn't go outside. Thank you for talking to my mom and dad at my funeral. That was really nice. I drew some pictures for you but I never got to finish them when I was in the hospital so I drew you some new ones. Danny says that he'll give them to you.

In the envelope was a series of different colored papers all with different crayon and marker drawings of Susie and him playing in different scenarios. One where she was a doctor and he played the injured patient. One where they were both superheroes. Another one where they were playing shadow puppets when she wasn't feeling well. Page after page were different drawings of them playing with the last one was covered in glitter with a big heart with a crayon drawing of him and Susie.

"Susie said that her biggest regret was that she couldn't say thank you to her hero before she passed. So I bumped her up on my delivery list."

"What?"

"Oh yeah, I never fully introduced myself. I'm Danny Phantom, you can call me Danny. I'm the designated delivery person for the afterlife to the living realm. Any messages or special requests from the dead are delivered by me!" Danny hands him a business card all official.

And it does say: Danny Phantom special delivery service for those of the non-living variety!

"She also said she wanted to give you one last hug before moving on."

"What do you?" Flash is halted from saying anything else as he feels a pressure against his legs. He looks down to see a translucent small figure. She was a picture of what she looked like before the chemo. Susie gives him a smile and a hug before fading before his eyes.

Before Danny officially takes up the mantle of Ghost King he's trying to do a job that would have him interact with all of his citizens first so he could get a feel of it. Hence him making connections with both the living and non-living people (he went big-brain for this idea)

Extra scene:

"Oh that reminds me, I have a card for you from someone else."

"A card?" Flash opens the card only to get sucker-punched in the face. (like one of those cartoon boxing glove punches)

"A punch card." Danny said

Flash groans as he looks at the card that has the words: STOP MESSING WITH TIME! from CW

Obligatory Gotham Scene:

Danny standing in front of a beaten up Joker that has been tied to a chair.

"Just so you know I have a back order of a lot special requests for you. And since I can't exactly kill you, that would create so much political tape. I can let them make requests for certain actions. So right now I have over 50 requests for me to break your legs and over 30 to pull out your teeth and break your jaw. Some of them contradict each other because they want to make every word you say hurt you but others want me to curse you so you can't speak again. So I'll just have to get creative." Danny says winding his arm back and form.

He is for sure being completely professional about, he gets no personal gratification from beating up a crazy clown at all. (said nobody ever)

#dp x dc #dp x dc au #dp x dc crossover #danny phantom x dc #the flash #barry allen #dpxflash #dp x dc prompt #Can you imagine a scenario of Danny just walking into the Wayne manor and just holding out a care package for the whole batfamily #This is from your Grandma and Grandpa #And gives Alfred his own separate care package along with a message of thanks for how much the butler does for the family #Danny's just like “this is for the crime fighting family with the furry theme going on”

[fanfics4all]

Crime and Punishment

Request: Yes / No  Hope you are having a great New Year! could you please do a flash fic where Barry catches a male x reader thief. Since it's his first offense Barry decides to let the reader off with a warning and a spanking.  Barry  pulls down the theifs pants and underwear puts him over his knee and spanks him with his bare hand. When he stand the thief up he has an erection, so being aa good sport Barry has the thief sit on his lap and Barry gives him a hand job. Theif steels the glove. Anon

Requests are closed  <3 Have a nice day/night

Barry Allen x Male!Reader 

Word count: 768

Warnings: Smut! 

Y/N: Your Name 

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I saw my target. A young woman with a large white purse. She very much looked like she came from money and I just knew there was some good. I put up my hood and ran towards her. I grabbed her bag and kept running. 

“Hey! Someone help! He took my purse!” She shouted. I kept running, smirked to myself. I turned down an alley and smacked right into someone. The person grabbed me and the bag out of my hand. I looked up and groaned. Of course I’d smack right into the Flash my first time trying to steal from someone… 

“You stay right here, I’ll be right back.” He said and set me down. He sped off with the bag and I didn’t even bother to move. There was no point trying to run from the fastest man alive. He came back in just a few seconds and looked me over. 

“How old are you?” He asked. 

“Twenty.” I grumbled. 

“And you really think stealing is a good idea for someone your age?” He asked and I rolled my eyes. 

“It’s an easy way to get money.” I said with a shrug. 

“Fine, since it’s your first offence I’ll let you off with a soft warning.” He said. He sat on a crate that was next to us and pulled me over his knee. 

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked. He pulled down my pants and I heard him pull off his glove. 

“I’m giving you a spanking to remind you that you shouldn’t steal.” He said. I looked back at him with wide eyes. He smirked at me and raised his hand. He slapped my ass and I felt myself twitch in pleasure. Fuck… this isn’t what I thought would happen if I got caught by the Flash… 

“I’m going to give you a hundred really quick spanks.” He said and my eyes widened. 

“Wait, wha-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before I felt him inhumanly quickly spank my ass. He wasn’t going too hard, but with so many happening in such quick succession my ass was sure to be red. He was alternating between both my cheeks, but with how fast he was hitting me it felt like he was just hitting both at the same time. 

“And there’s one hundred.” He said and pushed me up. I couldn’t help the bulge that was peeking through my boxers and I blushed in embarrassment. The Flash smirked and pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him. 

“Since you were a good boy and took your punishment well, I’ll give you a nice reward.” He said and pulled down my boxers. He wrapped his hand around my cock and I gasped. 

“F-Fuck…” I moaned breathily. He smirked and sped his movements up. I felt his hand vibrate with his movements and I moaned louder. 

“Oh F-Flash.” I stuttered as I felt my climax coming far quicker than I thought it would. 

“Such a good boy.” Flash whispered and I moaned. I felt myself explode in my boxers and the Flash took his hand out with a smirk. He licked my cum off his hands and smirked. 

“Maybe now you’ll know not to steal.” He said and pushed me off his lap. I quickly redressed and noticed his glove on the ground. I smirked slightly and picked it up. I shoved it in my back pocket and smiled at the Flash. 

“Do you do that with all the thieves you catch?” I asked and the Flash laughed. 

“No, but you’re young and cute so I thought I’d give it a shot.” He said. 

“Maybe I should steal again, if that’s the treatment I’ll get.” I smirked. The Flash narrowed his eyes and shook his head. 

“Don’t even think about it. You don’t need to steal to get my attention.” He said and I raised a brow. 

“Oh? So how do I get your attention.” I asked. 

“What’s your name?” He asked. 

“Y/N, why?” He asked and he smiled. 

“Meet me here next week and we can get to know each other more, if you’d like.” He said. 

“Here in the alley?” I asked and he nodded. 

“Just until I know I can trust you with my secret identity.” He said and I nodded. 

“Sounds like a date.” I smiled and he also smiled. 

“Great, I’ll see you next week! Remember, stay good.” He said and ran off. I pulled out his glove and smirked. 

“Oh I’ll stay good, Flash.” I said and started my walk back him to clean myself up.

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[this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms]

The team walked into the cortex, cheering amongst themselves and ready to celebrate the victory of their latest big bad. Until they stepped foot inside and saw someone sitting at the computers. Barry was quick to step in front of everyone, taking the lead in whatever battle they were about to face. They waited for the person to reveal themselves which didn’t take long. The chair turned, a woman revealing herself to the team.

“Who are you?” Barry asked, fists out in front of him in a defensive stance.

“Team Flash, about time. We need to talk,” you said, ignoring Barry’s question.

You turned back around in the chair, placing your hands on the keyboard to one of the computers. Your fingers flew across the keys, typing something that they couldn’t see. But that was the least of their concerns, at least until they figured out who you were.

“Who are you? I won’t ask again,” Barry said once again, his tone getting more aggressive.

You turned to look at them one more time, sitting back against your seat and letting out a sigh. “I believe you refer to me as Savitar, God of speed. Goddess actually but I prefer-”

As you were explaining, your sentence was cut short by Barry speeding towards you. You moved before he could touch you though, ending up on the other side of the desk. You weren’t phased by what just happened but Barry was, looking at you with shock on his face. He hadn’t expected you to move as fast as you did, faster than he ever has. Actually, you moved faster than any of the speedsters he’s ever met.

The rest of Team Flash took their positions behind Barry, ready to attack at his given single. You weren’t too worried, instead leaning against the wall and crossing your arms over your chest in a relaxed pose. You kept your eyes on them, watching for their next move.

“That was kind of rude. Are we done?” you asked them.

“I don’t know who you are or what tricks you’re playing but whatever you’re up to, we’ll stop you,” Barry said.

“I’m sure you will speedster,” you mumbled out sarcastically. “I’m not here to play tricks, I’m here to talk. About the speed force, my speed force and whatever the hell you did to her.”

Barry immediately perked up at your words, the entire team did. Their guards lowered some as they stepped further into the room, ready to hear you out.

“What do you mean you’re Savitar? Savitar’s gone, we watched him get erased from time,” Iris spoke up, coming to stand next to Barry.

“No, that was a scared little boy who used my name for his own gain. No offense of course. I’m the real deal, Goddess of speed, first speedster in existence. Although the name Savitar came from humans and their need to worship a deity. You can call me {Name}, that was my name when I was human,” you told them.

“How is this possible?” Cisco asked, being the first of the group to step closer to you. He had a gun in his hand, no doubt something to blast you with if you happened to be evil.

“How is any of it possible? I got my speed long ago through mere accident, back then there was no one like me. So, I spent years searching for what created me and in turn, I created everything that came next, every speedster that came next,” you explained.

“And the speed force? What did you mean by your speed force?” Barry continued to question you.

“Exactly what I mean, it’s mine, I created her. After I learned the capabilities of my speed and those of future speedsters, I created the speed force to stabilize us and all of time. If our speed ran wild, you have no idea the damage it could cause,” you further explained. “Now she’s dying and since you and your team were involved, you’re going to help me stabilize her before we all lose everything.”

By the look on your face and the seriousness of your tone, they believed everything you said. Barry gave you a short nod, the first initiate his trust in you.

-

|Not my GIFs|

#allimagines #imagines #imagine #the flash #the flash imagines #the flash imagine #team flash #team flash imagines #team flash imagine #barry allen #barry allen imagines #barry allen imagine #the flash x reader

[angelltheninth]

Superspeed Bang with Barry Allen

Pairing: Barry Allen x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, power use, simulated gangbang, all three holes used, dirty talk, rough sex, hair pulling (for Reader)

A/N: Superspeed should be used like this.

On rare occasion Barry will use his powers to give you the illusion that you're being fucked in every hole at once

He does use his superspeed in other ways too but this is more like a very special reward for you

You feel his cock in your mouth, his hands keeping your head still, tasting his cum, feeling it drip down your chin, making a puddle under you because you can't swallow it all before he moves elsewhere

Even as he moves you feel the pressure in your mouth, at the same time you feel his cock being thrust in your pussy, his hand pushing you forward a little to make the angle better and more comfortable for you

There's not a second where you don't feel his cock inside you, or his hands on you, from every angle

His voice comes at you from behind and the front, "You're making it hard for me to pull out when you're like this. What about this hole? Yeah, just like I thought, your ass is real tight, I have to be careful not to hurt you." You can't tell where he's saying it from, behind you yes, but which hole is he fucking, which hole has his cock and which one has his fingers

It's all a blur for your senses

Barry loves to make his fingers and tongue vibrate on your clit, and if you're good he'll make his cock do it too, in and out of you

"I'm sorry, did you say something? I couldn't hear you all gagged up." Barry can feel your heart beating inside your chest as he runs his hands down your body, it's for a fleeting moment but you feel his gentleness, as well as his eagerness to please you before you're thrown right back into overwhelming pleasure of his cock fucking you into your next orgasm

Hard to tell if you're the one who is shaking right now or if you're that lost in your subspace that every touch makes it feel like you're about to shatter

#barry allen x reader #the flash x reader #dc comics x reader #barry allen imagine #the flash imagine #dc comics imagine #barry allen headcanons #the flash headcanons #dc comics headcanons #barry allen smut #the flash smut #dc comics smut #barry allen x female reader #the flash x female reader #dc comics x female reader #barry allen x you #the flash x you #dc comics x you #x female reader

[ohmygodletmesignup]

“You were scared of that-?” Diana asked Flash, gesturing to Danny, who’d gotten stuck in a door after accidently going tangible.

“Terrified.” Bruce said, ignoring the look from Barry.

“I was not!” Flash exclaimed, defensive, but they all knew it was a lie.

#dp prompt #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom #danny fenton #justice league #jl #batman #wonder woman #bruce wayne #barry allen #flash #i imagine this could happen #we’re back on our bullshit #for a little bit at least

[dollwritesarchive]

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧 & 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!wayne!reader, age gap ( reader is 18+ and Hal & Barry are in their 40s ), daddy kink, filming sex acts ( and sharing them without reader’s knowledge ), oral sex ( m!receiving ), facial, slight dumbification, peer pressure, all characters featured are 18+ 

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ this is actually the prelude to my halbarry dp request, i just felt it would be better to split them into two parts. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading &lt;3

“Jesus Christ, Hal, can you at least turn the sound down a little bit?” Barry was staring— crimson-cheeked, sapphire eyes big as saucers, at the video on the screen of Hal’s phone. the sound was turned all the way up, and it seemed like your fervent clucking and Hal’s grunting was bouncing off each wall and coming back to make him dizzy. “Someone’s going to hear it.”  he already knew he was watching something he shouldn’t be, and his anxiety was turned up to one thousand: terrified that Batman would appear at the door any moment, and hear the sounds of his daughter’s throat being violated by a team member. Barry would be an accomplice to that, in his mind at least. but he was still staring at the video. 

for some reason, he couldn’t look away. 

but Hal wasn’t even listening; he hadn’t stopped talking about it. grinning widely, he had his fist clapped on Barry’s shoulder, “— I’m tellin’ ya, that girl loves to suck cock. She was begging me, both hands in my jeans, big puppy dog eyes,” 

“Hal…” 

“— when I finally gave in and pulled it out, she fuckin’ went crazy for it. Said she’d never sucked anything so big before. You shoulda seen her trying to get the whole thing in her mouth; kept just whining and licking, I had to step in after a minute and shove it in for her. Cute, little thing nearly choked.” Hal sank his teeth into his lower lip, reminiscent of just how happy you looked, as he watched your head bobbing up and down on the recording. your eyes were looking up directly into the camera, pupils blown out with lust, eyelashes wet where the tip of his dick battered the entrance of your throat and teased your gag reflex. “Just look at her, man. She was dripping wet after just sucking me.” 

Barry blushed deeper— you did look like you were enjoying it. and, as wrong as it may have been, he was kind of liking watching it. 

when Hal’s hand pushed your head down and the entirety of his cock disappeared, you gag but your eyes roll back. he only holds it for a second before he lets go and you bounce back up, sputtering for air. “Look at me, baby girl,” Hal was panting, and when your eyelids fluttered upwards toward the camera, Hal grabs hold of the base of his cock, now shiny with your spit. Barry realized then that Hal must’ve used a construct to hold the phone steady, because one hand was gripping himself, while the other angles your face in the desired position, his fingers dipping into your mouth for only a moment. he slaps the bulbous, pink tip against your cheek hard, and you whimper in sordid delight, a dazed smile on your swollen lips, “‘s Batman your daddy, huh?” closing one eye, you mewl and shake your head. “No?” he teases. “Am I your daddy?” whining with your mouth hanging open, hoping to persuade him to get bored of spanking it against your cheek and lips and slip it back in, you nod. 

“Do you have a death wish? Seriously, do you?” Barry asked, incredulous. but, he couldn’t deny, he felt a subtle ping of jealousy towards his friend. “You do realize if Bruce or the Batkids find out about this, you’re toast, right?”

Hal grins wider, his eyes glued to the screen, “Wait, wait, wait! Watch this part, this part is real good.” he clearly didn’t care about the possible repercussions. 

“You’re my daddy,” you purr, grasping his cock with both hands. Hal releases a euphoric exhale when you suck on the head, stroking the remaining inches in tandem, “Green Lantern’s my daddy!” your voice was heavily muffled since your mouth was full, but when you looked up at the lens, Barry could see your eyes smiling. they were sparkling, and his breath caught in his throat. you were so happy to be pleasing him. 

“Jeez…” he mutters, mostly to himself. he was humiliated to admit that he was hard in his joggers. 

“I know, right?” Hal chortles, running his finger against the screen to scrub ahead. he hits the pad of his finger on the play button in the middle of the screen when your face is painted with his cum, dripping down your chin, and he’s holding your hair at the crown of your head. 

“Like that, baby girl?” Hal was crooning, rubbing his twitching cock over your parted lips as it spurts what remained of his release; each eruption granting a moan that rumbles deep in his chest, “Like that daddy made you all messy and cute? Does my cum taste good?” 

giggling, you nod, your tongue swirling around the tip. you seemed utterly drunk on it; Barry was looking into the pixels of your eyes, examining how glassy they were. he could imagine that you probably couldn’t even remember your own name in that moment. it seemed like the only thing on your mind was Hal’s cock. 

lucky bastard. 

“Yeah? Can’t even use your words anymore?” a shake of your head and an incomprehensible babble later, Hal guides the tip of his cock back to press against your slack lips, which part with absolutely no resistance, and take him into your mouth again as you gurgle a happy whine. “That’s a good girl,” he purrs, and his hips jut forward to give you every inch again, “if you’re too cockdrunk to talk, we can just put that pretty mouth back to work. Clean me up, baby. Make sure you swallow all the cum you suck off me.” 

the video ends there, and Barry doesn’t say anything for several seconds. he just stares at your face as it’s paused— he never expected he would ever see you like that, and he was ashamed to admit that it was sexy as hell. still, you were Bruce’s daughter, and Barry couldn’t believe that, in that moment, he wanted to be Hal. he wanted to be the one in the video, feeding you cock, watching you devour it until your eyes crossed. a plethora of other vulgar possibilities crossed his mind in the short period of time between the end of the video and when Hal spoke again. 

like what you must look like with your legs spread open, soft wet pussy clenching and begging to be fucked. he could hear his name in your gentle voice, and he physically rejected a shudder to creep up his spine as he envisioned pushing his cock into you. you must be so tight, he would have to force it. 

“You know I can send you the video if you need it for jerk material, right?” Hal teased, digging his elbow into his super friend’s rib cage. effectively pulling Barry out of his sordid thoughts. “After all, I get to play with the real deal any time I want. She said so herself: she wants to be my little stress reliever.” 

“You’re absolutely insane.” Barry countered with a bemused shake of his head. “Batman’s gonna find out eventually. He has to. He’s Batman.” 

Hal quirks a brow, “Yeah, exactly. He’s Batman, which means he’s a little preoccupied saving the world with us to keep tabs on who his daughter is fucking, don’tcha think, buddy? Relax, I know what I’m doing.” giving Barry’s shoulder a pat, he tilts his head, murmuring thoughtfully, “Besides, you’re the only one that I wanted to show, Bar.” 

Barry’s eyes narrows as he looks at his friend, suspiciously now. “Why?” 

Hal’s eyes twinkled with mischievous delight, and he juts his chin in reference to his phone. “Because I want you to get in on it.” 

“What??” 

“C’mon, Barry,” Hal pleaded, shoving his phone into his back pocket, “you’re really gonna try and tell me I didn’t just watch you drool over that video? You don’t want to fuck her with me? Hear her moan and squeal for you like she does for me? It would be so much fun filling her up from both ends, tossing her back and forth. She’d love it, too. The little batbrat likes it rough as hell.” 

Barry opened his mouth to protest, but he couldn’t find a lie convincing enough to persuade his friend and himself. so he sighed, and settled with, “So now you’re trying to get us both killed.” 

it wasn’t a yes, but it definitely wasn’t a no, and Hal realized this. 

#hal jordan x reader #hal jordan x you #hal jordan smut #hal jordan #green lantern imagine #green lantern smut #green lantern x reader #green lantern x you #green lantern #halbarry #halbarry x reader #barry allen x reader #barry allen #the flash #barry allen x you #the flash x you #the flash x reader #dc comics #dc smut #dc #dc comics x reader #dc comics smut #dc comic #dc x you #dc x reader

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hi I see your requests are open!

Could you do a Flash ( Barry Allen) x alien reader?

Where the Reader's true form looks like the Martians, but dark purples and cool greys?

Apart of the Reader's culture, is rough housing. So they like to spar and chase around Barry. Though, apart of their rough housing is pinning. So everytime they spar, Reader pins Barry to the ground or wall, making him extremely flustered.

-Crow

Barry Allen x Alien Male reader

Headcanons

We are back after kinktober, finally. Guess who handed in their last psychology assignment of the year, now it’s just my religion project and exams and I’ll be free until next semester.

For the martian appearance, I went with the more, what should I call it?? lizard? Plant? Looking? Appearance, you see in young justice.

Your species was from Mercury, meaning you were extremely hot blooded, which lead to your kind being, what should I say, competitive by nature. Martians and Mercurians descended from the same place, which is why your species were similar in some ways like appearance.

Unlike martians, you couldn’t shapeshift. Mercurians did have the ability of intangibility, power negation, and power amplification, along with the same type of telepathy and telekinesis you would find in martians.

Unlike the greens and other similar colours you would find on Mars, your people were cooler colours in contrast of the warm colours of your home planet. Every member of your species possessed different patterns in their skin as well, which wasn’t easily spotted by the naked eye.

It helped your people identify each other, and some of the spirit mediums claimed to be able to tell your future off these patterns, think like reading someone’s destiny in their palm.

The Mercurians had stayed away from earth as long as it had existed, but after larger and larger enemies showed up in your part of the galaxy, your people joined in on fighting them off.

You were the 6th child of the ruler of your planet at the time, your parent having been chosen as leader through democracy for many hundred years because of how just they were. But because of this, and your interest in interworld communication, you were the one sent to earth.

Here you met the justice league. The first person you got along with was of course J'onn J'onzz, and his niece M'gann M'orzz, as your people and culture were similar in some ways, and your people descended from the same origin.

Your inability to shapeshift made it hard for you to take part in human culture, even as you bonded with the other members of the league, like superman, the many green lanterns, M'ganns teammates, and so on and so forth.

It was on one of the days you were growing antsy for anything to happen that you fell into conversation with Barry, The Flash, as he was called. Talking to him calmed some of the fidgetiness in your body, there was just something about him and how fast he talked when he was passionate about a subject, that cooled your inner flames.

It also helped that he ran hot, as earth was much much colder than your home planet of Mercury. You also would never admit how it made your Mercurian vocal cords trill when he raved about your purple colour, and how it shifted in the sunlight.

J'onn teased you quite a lot as you started developing feelings for the speedster. You denied it vehemently, but even M'gann could tell and would tease you as well. All of this happened over your telepathy of course, so no one else on the team seemed to pick up on it, except for Batman, since he saw pretty much everything.

After some time, Barry seemed to pick up on your inability to stay still, or how you were always found in the gym beating up the equipment. It was J'onn who explained your people’s culture to him, and how roughhousing was the way your people bonded.

Because of this roughhousing not happening, you didn’t feel as close to the league as you would be able too. And Barry, who had started to develop feelings for you in return, found himself wondering if you might be interested in a sparring match.

When he finally summoned up the courage to ask, he didn’t even have time to doubt his act of asking, as you launched yourself at him like an overexcited cat, immediately wrestling him to the ground.

Barry hadn’t thought this fully through, as he found himself being pinned to the floor, the wall, the ceiling once or twice, throughout this sparring. He became so flustered that he almost forgot about his speed.

There was just something about how excited you seemed to be that someone finally wanted to roughhouse and spar with you, and the trills and chirps that rang from your chest and throat instinctually, only made him want to keep doing it.

This kept up for some time, both of you taking time out of your schedules to roughhouse at least once a week. And over time Barry was able to keep up, even though he still found himself blushing and sputtering when you pinned him just right.

J'onn ended up telling the rest of the team what was up, and roughhousing became part of the usual sparring when you were involved, for team bonding.

But what you and Barry had was something special, just between you two. And when you started adding your hidden stripes to his suits stitching, no one would be the wiser, except for maybe J'onn, who just seemed amused.

Your people didn’t kiss, you didn’t really have the lips, but you wanted to try it. Kissing Barry the first time after pinning him to the floor once again, had been a little awkward. Lips pressed against teeth, not much of the romantic liplocking you had seen in earth movies.

But Barry seemed just as passionate after realizing what was up, his arms immediately wrapping around you and kissing you back as passionately.

The roughhousing continued even as you started dating, and when the team found a way to let you alter your shape to a human one, you two would go on dates.

There were moments you felt self-conscious about your appearance, as many humans were more attractive, but Barry was always quick to wrestle you into his arms to tell you he loved you for who you were, and that he didn’t care about that stuff, and you were handsome to him.

Lets just say the first time Barry met your family it lead to a huge family wide roughhousing and wrestling, and he had to resort to using his speed more than once to not get mobbed by your family who wanted to bond with him and get to know him since you loved him so much.

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