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dollwritesarchive · 1 year

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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 <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.

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bia-wayne-west · 3 months

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Children of the future.

— Barry Allen X Reader

Synopsis : Barry Allen goes into the future by accident and finds out that in the future he is married to his best friend, Y/N and has two adorable children.

Characters : Barry Allen [Flash] and Reader [ You ]

Warnings: none.

A/N: I love reading imagines where Barry has kids and is married, so I decided to write another one. Hope you like. Reblog if you like.

Sorry for the writing errors, I'm not fluent in English.

Requests are open

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Barry Allen was running like lightning. Cisco decided to test Barry's speed by making him run as fast as he could.

The leaves of the trees swayed as he passed, leaving everything in disarray along the way. Barry didn't care if he was going too fast, until a crack opened in front of him and he couldn't stop.

The speedstet was thrown to the wet grass ground. He quickly stood up and looked around, wondering if it was to the past or the future. Everything was normal.

Barry noticed that there were some buildings in places that were once houses and assumed that he was in the future. He knew he couldn't risk changing the future, but he was curious.

He was surprised to see the name “Allen” engraved on the mailbox of a large house. The house was white and had three floors. He approached, seeing that on the porch of the house there was a swing and a dog house with the name “Grant” engraved on it.

Barry questioned whether he actually read the right name on the mailbox. He didn't have much time to think before a big, fat dog ran towards him, knocking Flash to the ground. The dog caught him off guard.

The animal began to lick his face, making him laugh. Barry carefully pushed the dog away, standing up.

“Sit down!” He said to the dog and to Barry's surprise, the animal obeyed and sat down on the grass. The dog wagged its tail and seemed very happy.

Flash heard laughter coming from the door. He looked up and let out an exclamation of surprise when he saw that Y/N was standing in front of the door, arms crossed.

“I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Cisco called saying you had an accident in Star City.” Y/N said, walking towards Barry.

The man tried to find words to respond to his friend, but was petrified when he received a kiss from his childhood friend.

The woman ran her hand through Barry's brown hair and looked at him tenderly. Flash noticed that she had a beautiful ring on her fingers. She got married.

Y/N kissed Barry again, leaving him in a state of panic. The brunette never thought about kissing his friend, since he was in love with Iris.

“Let's go. Benjamin and Anastasia are alone long enough to set the house on fire.” Y/N said, pulling the speedster's hand to force him into the house.

“Benjamin and Anastasia?” He asked, frowning. Who were these people?

“Are you going to say you forgot your children's names?” Y/N asked in a playful tone. Barry opened his mouth in shock.

Flash barely had time to say anything. Two small and cute bodies collided with Allen. They were children.

Benjamin and Anastasia they are kids. Barry and Y/N's children.

Flash opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. He looked at the kids who had Y/N's hair color and Barry's green eyes.

The boy looked a lot like Barry and had a very sweet smile. The girl looked like a beautiful princess.

“Daddy!” The girl said, extending her hand for Barry to take it. The speedster wondered if he should pick the girl up, but after Anastasia pouted at him, Barry grabbed the girl and gave her a big hug.

Barry had children. He started a family.

It wasn't with Iris as he imagined, but Y/N seemed to love him so intensely that it was clear there was a lot of love.

“Daddy. Ben, my mom and I made chocolate cake.” Anastasia said. Her voice was soft and sweet. Barry almost cried when the girl laid her head on his shoulder.

“Mom let me make the frosting with the mixer.” Benjamin, who looked to be two years older than Anastasia said, smiling proudly.

“It must be delicious.” Barry said smiling at the boy. The boy hugged Allen's leg.

The two children dragged Barry into the kitchen and made the speedster eat many pieces of cake and a pitcher of juice that Benjamin prepared. It was sour, but Barry enjoyed every drop to make the boy happy.

The house was big and warm. Barry couldn't tell if it was hot because of the heater or if it was because of the family that lived there. The kitchen of the house had a large blackboard glued to the counter where it indicated what needed to be bought at the market and who would wash the dishes that day.

Barry loved everything. It seemed strange at first, but now it was an incredible future. For the first time in his life, Barry felt that everything would work out in the end.

He thought the children were normal, that they weren't speedsters. But the moment Y/N dropped a glass, Benjamin ran like lightning and didn't let the object fall to the floor.

“Are you a speedster?” Barry asked with a face full of surprise.

“Of course my love.” Y/N said, emphasizing “my love”. In the present, she always called Barry ‘Allen’ or some stupid nickname. Barry liked to be called ‘my love’. “Our babies are just like you. Even though Anastasia hates running”

“I prefer to walk.” The girl said. It was the cutest sight Barry had ever seen. The little girl had a teddy bear on her lap and used a toy spoon to give the teddy bear some imaginary food.

“You look strange, dad.” Benjamin said. The boy was focused on a portable video game and barely looked at the people at the table.

“Seriously, Barry. Are you well? “ Y/N asked her husband. She noticed that the speedster was dazed and looked strange. “Children, can you keep the cake in the fridge and then go play in your bedrooms?”

“Yes mom.” The kids said at the same time. Benjamin used his super speed to put the cake in the refrigerator and went to his bedroom. Anastasia preferred to walk like a normal human being.

Y/N took Barry to the living room. The fireplace was lit for winter and some toys were lined up in the hallway. The dog that Barry assumed was family was lying on the couch with its belly up.

“What happened, Barry?” She asked as soon as Barry sat down in the room. She noticed that her husband seemed to have never set foot in the house and was looking at everything like a curious visitor.

“Anything. It's okay, honey.” Allen tried to sound convincing.

“Barry, I wanted to tell you something.” Y/N sat on Barry's lap, leaving him perplexed. The speedster stood as still as a statue as the woman placed a long kiss on his lips. “Do you like having two children?”

“Obviously. Ben and Ana are amazing kids.” Barry said, trying to sound like the father they know.

“Then I think you'll love having three children even more!” Y/N said, with watery eyes. She took a box out of her pocket and Barry recognized it as a pregnancy test box. “I found out two days ago, but I was going to wait for you to get back from Star City.”

“Are you pregnant?” Barry asked.

“Yes. Caitlin thinks I have five weeks. It's still the size of a bean, but I already love it so much.” Y/N said, rubbing her belly.

Y/N was surprised to receive a hug from her husband. Barry was shaking and seemed surprised, something strange since he already has two children.

Allen had tears in his eyes and Y/N returned the hug, laying her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you, Y/N.” Barry thanked him. “Thank you for being my family and for giving me three incredible children. You are perfect.”

“You gave it to me, Barry. You played an important role in creating them.” She said laughing. Flash was thinking about how weird it would be to have sex with his best friend. Barry had known Y/N since elementary school and had never thought of her in a romantic way.

Now, Barry envied future Barry, who had perfect children and a beautiful woman who loved him. The Flash hoped this was his future.

“How did we start dating?” The man asked, trying not to sound rude and irritate the woman.

“You were almost killed by a villain and I realized I loved you. But Iris also realized that she loved you. It took a long time for you to decide that you loved me and ask me to be your girlfriend.“ She explained laughing. “You're always quick, but you read a lot into some things.”

“Funny.” He said, squeezing Y/N's waist. Barry's cell phone rang and the woman got up from his lap, letting Flash pick up the phone and answer it.

“Dude, where are you? You were running and suddenly disappeared.” He heard Cisco say. Flash's friend was nervous.

“I'm coming, Cisco.” Barry said, then hung up without letting Cisco answer. “Y/N, I have to go. Cisco needs my help.”

“Sure honey.” Y/N said, giving her husband another kiss. “Come back early for dinner. Ben's notes arrived today and he wants you to see them at dinner time.”

“OK.” Barry looked closely at the woman and the house before heading to the door. This was a perfect future. “See you later, Y/N.”

“Save the world, Flash.” Y/N said, while stroking her own belly. Barry took one last look at Y/N before running to go back to the past.

Tears streamed down Barry's face as he ran. Barry always wanted to have a family and in the future he did, with a pet dog and warm hugs.

As soon as Barry returned to the present, he went straight to Star Labs. He knew that back then you were helping Caitlin take care of the imprisoned metahumans .

“Hey man, where were you?” Cisco asked as soon as Barry stopped in the middle of Star labs.

“I fainted during the race.” Flash lied, knowing he couldn't tell anyone about the future. “Where is Y/N?”

“She's giving lunch to the imprisoned metahumans. She always does this.”

Barry didn't respond to his friend. He ran straight towards Y/N.

She had a tray in her hand and was walking towards a prisoner's cell.

“Hello, Y/N.” Flash greeted the girl. She just looked at him and smiled, walking again. “I was thinking. We've been friends for a long time and we've never gone out to dinner just the two of us.”

“Why should you go out with Iris, your great unrequited love.” Y/N replied, making Barry grimace.

“Do you want to go out with me on Friday for dinner?” Barry invited his friend. She smiled, stopping walking and looking at the brunette.

“Since you insist so much, I agree to go out with you, Allen.” Y/N said, running her hand through Barry's hair. He smiled, thinking that it wouldn't be so bad to marry you in the future.

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nouearth · 10 months

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joy-cons.

pairing ; barry allen x gn!reader. fandom: ; dc, the flash (cw) genre: ; fluff. rating ; pg. note ; it's been a while since i've written, so pls spare me the pain! just wanted to write a little drabble to start off my blog!

it took a lot of convincing for you to play mario party with barry. forty pleases and multiple interrogations on why you didn’t want to play to be exact.

are you scared? afraid you’ll lose again? come on, babe. i’ll go easy on you!

it’s not that you hated the game or anything. they’ve become a party favorite for years (except for the tenth game, we don’t talk about you) and you’ve always enjoyed how those games made you feel afterwards. whether you lost or won, cheated or played fair; mario party made you (and everyone) laugh and bond together, and you’ll always credit those games for bringing you and your family closer.

with your boyfriend… not so much.

“barry… listen…” you respond with an insecure smile, hesitant whether you should really bring this up with your boyfriend right now or suck it up and play a round if it makes him happy.

“oh no… are you still mad that i stole all your stars the last time? listen, we can play the other games! i’m sure one of them have an option to turn it off or something…” barry playfully rambles, his signature smile that made you fall in love with him still remaining. “which really defeats the purpose of the game, though. because then it becomes all vanilla and if everyone is given a fair chance-“

“barry- no.” you cut him off with a small peck to his lips, a gesture you often do whenever he goes on a tangent.

“then what is it?” he repeats the same gesture back, following up by leaning his forehead on yours to gaze into your eyes a little closer, his hold on your hands tightening to keep your balance and his upright.

“well… uh… okay, you know that mini-game where you have to button-mash the hammer into the little sand cactus thingies?” you describe the mini-game that made your thumbs sore in aftermath. in all honesty, you were great at it. until barry came along.

“the pokeys? yeah! you know i got a world record on that?”

“uh-huh. i was right there.” you lead him to the couch where both you and barry sit, reaching over to grab the red and yellow joy-cons on the table. “less than a millisecond…” you mutter to yourself.

“what about it?”

“well…” you clear your throat and open your palm that’s been holding the red joy-con for barry to take. “you broke them again.”

“oh- i can just pay you back, you know that-“

“no… barry. that’s not the problem! i’ve been noticing and this always happens whenever we play those type of mini games where we have to break our thumbs until they’re beating red!”

“hey! we don’t have to play those! we can skip and… and we can-“ barry fumbles over his words and you can tell something’s making him nervous. it’s quite comical, this entire situation. you weren’t mad, sad, disappointed, but suspicious.

“barry, did you even look at the joy-con.” you shut your lip tight, almost wanting to laugh, but remain serious as your boyfriend looks like he’s in a state of panic.

“wha-“ barry averts his eyes down to his palm. a singular joy-con, the one that he always uses whenever you guys play together, except it looks a little different than usual. “it doesn’t look broken to me- OOOOOH MY GOD.”

barry’s eyes register to a burnt joy-con. well, the other half of it. one side still maintains its signature red, but barely. he looks up at you with wide eyes and an expression akin to edvard munch’s the scream painting.

“yeah- can you tell me how you managed to smoke literally half of the controller? and out of all the games, it’s mario party?!” you take the controller back from his hand and examine it closely. one of the buttons is also smashed in. no wonder he had to get a different controller mid-round.

“listen- i don’t know how that happened! i mean, i told you i’ve been lifting more recently-“ barry attempts to grab the controller back from you as if withholding it would take any more suspicion off of him. the struggle has him rolling on top of you while both you and barry’s arms extend further away from each other.

“oh my god, barry. are we seriously doing this right now-“ you breathe out from under him.

“and that world record?! i blink once and suddenly you win first place with less than a millisecond to your name?! i’m not even sure if it registered how fast you were, barry.” you struggle through your words as he pushes his weight on top of your lungs in a continuing attempt to retrieve the joy-con, but a sigh of relief exhales when you drop the controller and barry rolls off of you.

“i’m good at games! great at them! i thought we talked about this, y/n!” you take a minute to catch your breath and watch barry desperately retrieve the joy-con as if his life depended on it.

“barry, you literally only win when we play those mini games-“ something catches your eye when he loops his finger through the joy-con’s wrist strap and the edge of the controller knocks an object out from under the couch.

another red joy-con.

you take a closer look and in midst, catch a glimpse of barry’s ‘oh shit face.’ before he could swipe it back under the couch, you hop off the couch next to him and crouch down, taking a closer look.

It’s burnt, just like the one you confronted barry about it. you pick it up and examine it with your hands. same damage.

“I can explain-“ you cut him off when you begin pushing the couch away. “oh my god, y/n. no, no, no, no!” he dramatically pleas, but barry knows he’s in too deep as what has been his worst kept secret, is finally revealed.

a clutter of broken joy-cons, all red with similar burnt marks and smashed in buttons reveal before you. it must’ve been at least fifty controllers scattered in a pile. at least four thousand dollars’ worth of product. he’s broken a few joy-cons before, which is why you brought it up to him in the first place… but that’s only been four or five times. not over fifty?! you could tell barry was in desperate need in saving money too because you also saw some third-party brands that resembled the joy-cons.

“okay, so… you aren’t going to believe me… but i have these amazing superpow-“

“barry..? w-what the hell?!”

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asterias-record-shop · 11 months

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hey!! i was wondering if you write for barry allen, if you do, i would like some angst maybe? only if you are up to it ofc! thank you in advance and i’m loving you finnick series <3 hope you are okay

—𓆩[angst angst angst]𓆪—

no anon my love, I am not okay after this ❤️ jk jk, im good! finals are coming up, and im glad you’re loving the Finnick series! sorry this took a little long, I needed to come up with some issues that weren’t cheating (I will never write cheating), also, I hope you enjoy the headcannons, im not very good at doing angst on purpose-

𓆩[main masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[request/ask me something!]𓆪

“Neither of us want this to happen, but it has to and you know that.”

— Barry would say this when he wants to die for the greater good and you don’t want him to because it’s fucking stupid.

“You can’t do this, Barry! You’re not dying!”

Barry sighs. “You know that’s not how it works, honey.”

“You said that this happens because of us, right? I’ll do it, I’ll die. That work?” You stand from your chair.

“No, you have nothing to do with it, that’s the problem!” He pressed his hands into his face. “You don’t have anything to do with it, so I can’t keep you safe and I-”

“And what does it have to do with you, Barry? You don’t have to die because you can’t stop it!” You slammed your hands into the table before he groaned loudly and pressed his face into his jands.

“That’s the problem, Y/N! I do have to! I’m not fast enough so I can’t stop it-”

“But why do you have to die?!” You screamed at him. “Why you? Why can’t someone else die?!”

“Because I’m not going to let them!”

“And I’m not going to let you!” You walk around the table, quickly walking toward him. “You’re not going to die, I’m not going to let you.”

He tries to run before you put out your hand, a spark of cold running down his spine. “Y/N, don’t-”

Your ability to freeze time was going to prove useful now. “I don’t care about anyone else, Barry, I’m not going to let you die for people you don’t even know.”

His fingers flinch. “Don’t do this. Please don’t do this.”

“Well I’m not going to let you, am I?”

“We can start over, I’ll do anything you want me to, everything will be perfect - I swear. Just please… please don’t leave me.”

— Barry would say this after fucking up really bad, after he distanced himself so much he didn’t even realize that you left him.

mentions of pregnant wife, divorce, ‘we’re not getting back together’

It was the end of the world, how could he pay attention to something like a relationship? The world could end any minute, and he needed to stop it, to protect you. He hadn’t come home for the past month, spending every night at the lab or the police department.

His phone was charged but he never looked at it, there was no point. As much as he wanted to talk to you, he couldn’t, not like this.

“Barry, you need to leave,” Joe had finally said after Barry fell asleep and drooled all over the table. “Now.”

“I can’t, I can’t. Have you spoken to Y/N, I need some of her DNA to run some tests on the proton… proton, what is it?” He whispers, already forgetting the second part of the word before Joe pauses.

“You… how long has it been since you’ve spoken to Y/N? You haven’t been home in a month, Barry.” Joe says, the younger man shaking his head.

“That’s not the point, where’s Y/N? Can you call her please, she’s not picking up my calls.” Barry goes to the board, grabbing a marker before Joe caught his arm.

“You need to go home, Barry. Now.”

So he did. Reluctantly, he did. He went home, to the small house you and Barry had bought a few years ago away from the city so that you both can just stay away from all the issues going on. He was surprised when he didn’t see your car in the driveway, but when he got to the door he saw how much mail had stacked up.

His brow furrows as he slowly grabbed it, everything with his name and not yours. It doesn’t concern him as much as it should’ve, slowly opening the door. He doesn’t hear Gnocchi’s nails scratching against the floor, the large German shepherd that always ran to him when he got home absent from his usual greeting. He doesn’t hear you singing in the kitchen, making dinner like you always did after you slipped off your wedding ring so it wouldn’t get dirty.

Instead, the house is clean, and the air is stale. He doesn’t see your coat on the rack or Gnocchi’s bed near the back door, the panic finally setting in.

“Y/N? Y/N!” He ran up the stairs to your room, the bed made and obviously not slept in for a while. He ran into the closet, your racks empty and his clothes neatly folded or hung on hangers.

He goes to the restroom next, all of your makeup and skincare gone, and everything in the shower you had spent hundreds on to make sure your body was taken care of gone too. He couldn’t help himself, his breathing getting quicker as he ran downstairs to the kitchen, a glint catching his eye.

He ran toward it, your wedding ring and engagement ring settled over an envelope. He ran toward it, quickly taking the envelop before seeing divorce papers underneath it.

You weren’t a lawyer for nothing.

He quickly pulled out his phone, dialing your number just to be greeted by your mailbox saying, “Hi! This is Y/N L/N, if you’re calling for business interactions, my business number is…”

He knew your business number by memory, but your name? Your maiden name, L/N? It’s been Allen for the past four years.

Quickly, he typed in your work phone number, immediately getting the response, “Hi! This is Y/N L/N, this phone number is only functioning during the times…”

With that, he called Iris. “Iris? Iris, where is Y/N-”

“Well it’s about time you went home,” Iris finally says, sighing. “It took you what, two months?”

Two months? You’ve left him for two months and he didn’t even know it?

“Where is she?!” He couldn’t help the rise of his voice, a shaky exhale falling from his mouth. “Please, Iris… please.”

She inhaled. “I can’t… I can’t.”

“I will run around this whole city if you don’t tell me where she is.”

There wasn’t a point of hiding, not whenever your husband could quickly find you just by running over the city, and he could certainly find where you went in a second. And while making yourself tea before bed, you knew it.

“I hope you brought those papers signed,” you say loudly, stirring in the sugar. “Want this done as quickly as possible.”

You gasped when you turned around, a disheveled Barry standing in front of you. There was dark bags under his eyes, his hair going every which way and his honey glazed eyes were now gold. “Please don’t do this.”

You inhale deeply, shaking your head. You knew that if he came like this to you, you wouldn’t be able to say no. You wouldn’t be able to stand your ground, you would go back to a life where he would ignore you for days on end and would put you in harms way over and over again. You could protect yourself yes, especially with your powers, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t do it, not this time.

Your relationship wasn’t like this at first, he was your next door neighbor and you both were basically bound from the start. He would never ignore you or put you in harms way, but things change. He changed, just like you did. And you’ve gone back to him before, but this time, you couldn’t. This time, it was different.

“I’ve been gone for two months, Barry. And you didn’t even notice!” Your voice gets louder, and you could feel your heart rate spike before you inhaled quickly, trying to calm yourself.

This isn’t good, stress isn’t good.

“I know, and I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry,” he tried to step forward, but something stops him making him look down, a gasp falling from his lips. “No.”

You inhaled, holding back tears as you set down your mug and cover your mouth. “It was supposed to be a surprise,” you whisper, sniffling. “I wanted… I was planning it so cute with signs a-and a party, but you never came home.”

He looks up at you, his eyes watering. “I-It’s mine?”

Oh you couldn’t have been more pissed. You shoved him, his hands quickly attempting to grab your wrist. “Fuck you, Barry! Fuck you!”

He shakes his head immediately. “That’s not what I meant, Y/N, I’m sorry-”

“Oh no? What did you mean, Barry, what the fuck did you mean?!” You screamed at him, slamming your fists against his chest. “It takes four to six weeks to show positive on a test, twelve to sixteen weeks to start showing, you bastard! Do you really think I’d be fooling around? I have been nothing but loyal to you for my whole life, you asshole!”

He quickly grabs your wrists, shaking his head. “No, baby, don’t do that. Don’t do this, don’t , please don’t.”

You inhale sharply, quickly pulling your hands away from him. You weren’t even hitting him hard, but that was no excuse. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” you whisper, inhaling shakily. “I’m so so sorry.”

“No, honey, I’m sorry,” he says quickly, pulling your hands to his shoulders. “I’m so sorry, honey, I deserve that. I deserve everything, honey, but I’m so sorry. Don’t do this to me, please don’t do this to me. We can start over, I’ll do anything you want me to, everything will be perfect - I swear. Just please… please don’t leave me.”

You shake your head. “No. No, I can’t do that. I can’t.”

“No! No, Y/N, please, please. Please, I need you, I need you, don’t leave me,” he was begging, whining as he shook his head. “Please don’t leave me.”

“I can’t stay with you, Barry. I can’t, I don’t want to,” you say, even if you were lying. You wanted nothing more than to just go home with him, let him touch you and do anything you asked but you couldn’t. Not after everything he’d done to you, all the pain he made you feel. “I can’t do that. Maybe… maybe later in life, but I can’t. Not now.”

“Don’t divorce me, baby, don’t leave me! Please, please don’t go, I can’t… I can’t lose you, I can’t lose you too,” he kneeled down, crumbling to his knees as he kissed your stomach. “I can’t lose either of you.”

“They’re twins,” you say softly. “Twins. That’s why I’m showing so much.”

Oh Barry could’ve broken down then and there before you grabbed his cheek.

“Barry, I can’t. Not today. Maybe later, but certainly not today.”

**sorry for the slightly abrupt cutoff, I have a major migraine rn 😅 hope you enjoyed anon!

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6rookie-writer0110 · 6 months

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Request - Barry Allen (grant) x male reader sfw headcanon

•Barry is very protective of you.

•He would always make sure that you ate something.

•If you didn't eat anything, he would surprise you with food.

•While in public he likes to hold hands with you.

•When you got sick, he would binge-watch a show or movies with you.

•now then you and Barry would say those three words to each other.

•You trust him with your secrets.

•For Halloween you dressed up as a cookie and he went as milk.

•Sometimes you would cook with him for dinner.

•He always smiles when he tells people you are his boyfriend.

•Sometimes, you and Barry would argue.

•Sometimes during date night or during conversations, he would use speed to leave and help people.

•You and Barry always cuddle.

•For your birthday he would surprise you with gifts and a cake.

•He likes it when you bake for him.

•Barry would use his speed when he plays Mario Kart with you.

•Barry would try to convince you to do karaoke with him.

•Barry did get jealous when a villain flirted with you.

•You forgot his birthday then you suspired him with a romantic dinner and cake.

•You would go away with Barry.

•When you are feeling down on yourself, he would tell you why he loves you.

•You would comfort him when he failed a mission.

•He has pictures of you on his phone and one of you two together in his wallet.

•When you cuddle with Barry, he won't let you go. He would rather stay in bed all morning.

•He likes it when you play with his hair.

•You and Barry would make out then Cisco and Calitin tell you two to stop.

•Barry would always smile when you touch his abs.

•Sometimes you would leave hickeys on his neck.

•He might not fully understand one of your interests but he would do research so you won't feel bad about talking about it.

•If you get drunk, he would take care of you.

•You and Barry always smile at each other after making out.

•When Barry is stressed out about work, you try to take him out and try to have fun.

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supercap2319 · 1 year

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Barry: “Are you sure this Meta is in this gay club?”

Y/N: *Nods his head* “Positive. Cisco said his facial recognition scanner pinpointed the Meta walking into this club. All we had to do now is blend in and get close.”

Barry: “How do we do that?”

Y/N: *Takes off his shirt* “By pretending we’re two studs having the time of our lives. Take your shirt off. Everyone else has.”

Barry: *Blushes as he takes off his shirt*

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #the flash x reader #cw the flash #grant gustin x male reader #grant gustin #barry allen x you #barry allen x reader #barry allen x male reader #barry allen

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her-favorite · 1 year

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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

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.

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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n3x0tic · 2 years

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The Flash: What’s it like dating Barry Allen

Reader is inspired by Rita Farr’s powers.

Part 1

What began pull harder inside you to like him was the fact that he studied you and your meta powers.

All of that was to create devices that helped you maintain your firm in tough situations while you trained to control your powers.

Also, he did it because he’s been meaning to hear you sing in team reunions when going out drinking. Understanding completely that your complexion couldn’t handle loud sounds, and frequencies due to you meta powers changing your physiology.

After a few days of tinkering alongside your brother Cisco, they made a small gadget with the ability to neutralize or better said, to control how the sounds traveled to your body.

Barry decided to give it to you as your birthday present, that coincidentally turned out to be your half a year anniversary staying at Central city, the anniversary was a cheap excuse to make an even bigger party,

You immediately landed a kiss on his cheeks without thinking, you sang the entire night to your heart’s content as the loud song traveled with the speakers.

That night everyone left, except for Barry who stayed, you talked and laughed softly, enjoying each other’s company talk seemed great thanks to the mood established by the alcohol, you weren’t drunk since to Cisco being asleep after heavily drinking. So you probably had to take care of him if it came to it.

That’s when unexpectedly he kissed you, and you kissed him, making out fiercely until a snort coming from your brother made you both realize what was happened.

Barry thought he should leave, and you accompanied to the door, and saying goodbye to each other quietly.

After that both were very awkward to be at each other’s presence, and everyone noticed.

Your brother confronted each of you separately, until reaching to the conclusion you two had an awful attraction to each other.

However, Cisco took this an opportunity to set you to up for a blind date, so when you saw each other at the same table you wanted to be swallowed by the earth while Barry preferred to see a truck going towards him a slow motion.

But like the adults you were, you decided to talk things out and ultimately enjoy the opportunity that had arose thanks to your brother.

So what’s it like dating Barry Allen?

It meant washing up shows until late night.

Cuddling almost every second you to had alone, him mostly being the bigger spoon, but sometimes im bed he just want to be held and embraced.

Having essentially a competition if who can eat what and how much.

Grooving to the most silliest of sounds.

Being carried bridal style as a way to travel using Barry´s speed

Enjoying and admiring the small moments you had when out taking a walk.

Stargazing, and using a expensive yet advanced telescope from S.T.A.R. labs.

Teaming up and training together.

Every new sidekick feeling like a child to you, and making Barry feel like a father.

Quick deliveries of fresh goods and takeout when you go to lunch break with a note expressing his love and good wishes for you.

Getting to meat other heroes and vigilantes.

Admire his blue eyes and beautiful smile every time.

Using his speed to sightsee around the world.

Being honest and complementing each other.

Nonstop conversations about future possibilities.

Mixing your creatively crazy ideas, and Barry’s intelligence and speed to mame a project in less than hours s.

Being a complete goofball just to let you laugh.

Pranking and annoying Cisco.

Showing up late to reunions at the very last minute, making you have more time to rest.

Makes intimacy spicy.

Freaking Barry out while taking his form and showing him his own naked body.

Going to family gatherings and parities with both your boyfriend and brother in less than minutes.

#x male reader #x reader #gay #the flash x reader #the flash #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral insert #the flash x you #lgtbq #barry allen #barry allen x reader #barry allen x you #cisco ramon

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girl-of-many-fandoms · 2 years

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"You're not alone."

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Summary: Barry is always going to be there for her no matter what.

Warnings: none

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“Move..” Y/N pushed Barry out of her way to the trash can to empty her stomach contents. Barry pulled her hair back and gently rubbed circles on her lower back, encouraging her to get it all out. Groaning, she straightened her posture and wiped her mouth using the sleeve of her jumper, hating the fact that her friend saw her throw up the bacon and eggs she had for breakfast.

“You okay?” The speedster could clearly see that she’s barely able to keep a straight face and that bothered him. Barry rolled the chair over and eased her to sit down, slowly pushing the trash can closer to her in case she needed to throw up again.

“This is the fourth day I’ve seen you like this. What’s going on, are you sick?”

“No, no, it’s probably just what I ate today.” She tried to brush him off but he saw through her lies and he wasn’t dropping it until she told him what’s going on.

“You are aware that I can tell when you’re lying to me right?”

“Screw you Allen.” Barry smirked as she reached into her bag in search of something to show him. She retrieved a small envelope and handed it over to him. Y/N anxiously chewed on her bottom lip as she waited to see his reaction to the photos in his possession. His furrowed eyebrows shot up in surprise once the realization set in.

“You’re pregnant?!”

“Shhhh!” Y/N panicked, looking around to make sure that it’s only them in the cortex at the moment. Barry was excited about his friend’s pregnancy but his excitement dimmed a bit seeing that she wasn’t as excited as he was about all this.

“You’re not excited, why are you not excited?”

“Barry, I am terrified about this pregnancy.” Barry pulled the other chair to sit in front of her and took her hands in his. Y/N tightened her grip on his hand trying her best to not get too emotional about her predicament.

"Hey, hey…talk to me."

"I can't do this on my own. I'm not even sure if I'm going to be a good mom, hell I don't even know if I'm ready for this. Bar I got knocked up by a one night stand who doesn't want anything to do with me or this baby." Barry wiped away her tears with the pad of his thumb, his blood boiled in his veins upon hearing that the man neglected his responsibility and he wanted nothing more than to run over to the man’s house to kick his ass.

"Breathe with me, in and out." Y/N followed his lead to get her to calm down, she was having a hard time breathing as she panicked over the thoughts of how badly things could go wrong.

"If you do decide to keep it I know you're going to be an incredible mother and who said that you're gonna do this alone? I'm here and I'm not going to leave you to do this alone. Plus you've got Cisco, Caitlin, Iris and Joe to help out from time to time."

"I don't even know if I want to keep it and I have limited time to decide on that option."

"Whatever you decide, you have my support but do what you think is best."

“Thank you, Bar.”

Barry kissed her cheek and pulled her in for a hug, smiling as she nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck. There was nothing in this world that he wouldn’t do for her because he knew that she’d be there for him no matter what.

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easily-infatuated23 · 2 years

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Fall in Love for the Night (Barry Allen x Reader)

a/n: hello! i know its been a long time but i just found this story i wrote a while ago and it was too good not to share. based on the song “Lets Fall in Love for the Night” by Finneas. also i definitely stole the Scarlet Witch name from Marvel but i love her name and powers so i don’t care. its also in first person fight me i dare you

pairing: Barry Allen (CW) x Reader

summary: Finding herself alone on Valentines Day, the reader decides to fall in love with a stranger. Only, is he really a stranger at all?

warnings: none?, implications of sex

word count: 2,515

It was one of my least favorite days of the year, Valentines Day. Well, that’s not totally true. I have a complicated relationship with Valentines Day. When I have someone, its a great day. When I’m alone, it’s a glaring reminder that I am indeed alone. It has been a trying couple of years leaving little time to focus on building romantic relationships. There was time for a few meaningless hookups or bad first dates but nothing that could have even been considered to be serious. Being a meta-human certainly didn’t help the situation. After the particle accelerator exploded I had been gifted with telekinesis, energy manipulation, telepathy, and more powers than I could have ever desired or hoped to explain. I had been dubbed “The Scarlet Witch” due to the red hue my magic exuded. Not to be mixed up with Central City’s own “Scarlet Speedster” or “The Flash” as he was commonly referred to.

After a few accidental team ups, I was invited to join “Team Flash” and help them keep our city safe. I was tentative to say yes but I am so glad I did. My one rule was that the Flash and I should still keep our secret identities in case one of us was ever captured. Luckily Cisco developed some tech in our masks that would ensure we wouldn’t recognize our voices or looks when we were together. After a few months, I’ve come to love this life and it’s more rewarding than I could have imagined. And yet, here I am, a super hero alone on Valentines day. I decided that instead of moping in my apartment, I’d go to a karaoke bar and laugh at the horrible singing. I walked in and was immediately engulfed in the smell of alcohol and the screeching of “Dancing Queen” by ABBA. I sat down at the bar and ordered something equivalent to an alcoholic Shirley Temple. A minute or so later, a tall lanky man slumped into the seat next to me and ordered a ginger ale. “You alright?” I asked him. He nodded and chuckled. “My friends convinced me this would be better than staying home tonight but I think I’m getting permanent ear damage” he joked. I laughed. “Yeah I figured seeing people make a fool of themselves would make me feel better about not having a date on Valentines Day” I replied. “Yeah I don’t have one either”.

There was a moment of comfortable silence. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N by the way” I said, my hand outstretched. “I’m Barry Allen” he replied shaking my hand. I finished the rest of my drink and turned to face Barry, an idea forming in my head. “I have a proposition for you Barry”. He looked at me and cocked his head to one side. “Shoot”. I smiled. “I propose we get back at the whole concept of today by pretending like we’ve been together for years and just fall in love for the night and go our separate ways in the morning. No holding back, no regrets, just doing the stuff that we feel shitty about usually missing on this day. What do you say?” He smiled slightly and looked around. Damn my ‘no mind reading without consent’ policy. “Ok just think about it this way, we are both total strangers! We will probably never see each other again after tonight and if we do, we will just laugh about it. Besides, it’ll make for one hell of a story”. His smile widened. “Alright Y/N you have got your self a deal. Let’s fall in love for the night”. He looked towards his friends who were not so sneakily sneaking out the door of the bar giving him a thumbs up. We both laughed. “Well at least we don’t have an audience” I said. “So what should we do first?” he asked. “How about a shot for extra courage” I recommended. “Bartender, two vodka shots for me and my-” he paused “girlfriend”. I laughed. “My boyfriend, he knows I’m a vodka girl!” I joked. After the shots I got another idea. I looked behind him at the karaoke stage. He turned his head and then looked back at me. “Oh no no no I don’t think so” he said nervously. “Come on Allen, no holding back!” I said grabbing his hand. I pulled him up to the stage and queued up a song. “Don’t I at least get a say in the song choice?” “Nope!” I said, ruffling his hair. He laughed and looked at the monitor. The lyrics to “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey began to scroll. He scoffed a bit and rolled his eyes, but his smile was a constant. I started the song off. He seemed surprised that I could actually sing. Together we sang and laughed and eventually the whole bar was singing with us. During the musical break he spun me around and we danced until the lyrics came back. When the song finally ended we clung to each other as we left the stage. “That was so much fun!” he remarked. “I think we sounded pretty good to” I added. “Whats next?” he asked me. “Hey I’ve made all the decisions so far so it’s up to you now.” He thought for a moment. “We’re going bowling” he announced. He stretched his hand out. I smiled and accepted. “Lead the way handsome”.

We made our way to the Bowlarama and the game began. “I must warn you, I am an awesome bowler” he bragged. “Oh is that right?” I said. I took a step forward so our chests were nearly touching, purposefully trying to build tension. “I’m an awful bowler” I said finally. He exhaled and laughed, turning away from me. With that, the game was on. As we took turns the in between banter began to heat up. Each time we passed each other we got closer, sometimes so close we would just whisper what we had to say. I used any and every pet name I could think of and he pretended to be wounded whenever I used his real name. He pretended to teach me how to bowl and I pretended to be more clueless after each attempt. And then, completely by accident, I bowled a strike. “Oh my god, I did it!” I exclaimed, jumping up and down. “Yes!” Barry was as excited as I was. We ran to each other and embraced. My legs left the ground and he spun me around. When the spinning stopped and my feet touched the ground, we froze. We were pressed up against each other, our faces only inches from touching. Before either of us could fully process, a voice spoke up. “Uh this is a public place”. We turned to find a somewhat annoyed father shielding his squirming kids’ eyes. We quickly separated and laughed. After a few moments of silence and averted eye contact Barry spoke. “Well, the night is still young, what do you wanna do next?”. I looked at my phone. “Well, it’s only 9 so…” my voice trailed a bit. “Actually, could we head back to my place quickly? I wanna turn my lights on so that it looks like I’m home before we head out to our next location”. “Ok sounds good” he replied.

We made our way back to my apartment complex, arms linked the whole time. Once we reached the door, he opened it like a gentleman. We entered the elevator and I pushed the button for the 5th floor. As the doors closed I looked at Barry. We were standing a few feet apart. I did an exaggerated side step and grabbed his hand. He looked slightly startled but squeezed my hand, bringing it up and kissing the back. I felt myself blush, trying to contain the goofy grin I knew I was sporting. He did the same. The elevator doors opened and I lead Barry to my little slice of heaven. I unlocked the door and entered, gesturing for him to follow. “This should only take a sec”. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around. “This is a really cool place”. “Thanks!” I said. “Oh cool!” he said, making his way deeper into the loft towards a Doctor Who poster on the wall. “Are you a Doctor Who fan?” I asked. “Yeah I love it”. I smiled and stood next to him. “I take a lot of inspiration from the Doctor in my daily life” I said. “Oh yeah?” he replied. “Hmmn. I strive to be kind and brave while still doing no harm to anyone” I answered, my eyes fixed on the poster of the TARDIS. I looked back at Barry to find he was already staring at me, a sincere smile painting his face. I took a step closer to him, he repeated this action. I felt strange. I’d had butterflies before but this was something different. My heart was actually aching for him, like if we didn’t touch soon my heart would just break from the hope and anticipation. I looked down at his hand and interlaced my fingers with his before looking into his eyes. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead on mine, our noses touching. I was afraid to speak or even breathe as the slightest movement would cause our lips to touch. The silence was broken when Barry chuckled and pulled away.

“What?” I asked, somewhat breathlessly. “When you said we should fall in love for tonight you really weren’t kidding” he said, continuing to chuckle softly as he sat down on my couch. I let out a short laugh and shook my head slightly, joining him on the couch. “It has been fun hasn’t it” I said looking at him. He nodded. “I haven’t felt normal in a long time so I feel like I needed something like this” I finished. “Yeah, I’d say that’s an understatement”. We made eye contact and began to laugh more. “You really are a shit bowler by the way” he said. I scoffed and feigned offense. “How dare you” I exclaimed. I picked up a throw pillow and hit him in the arm, a little harder than I intended. “Oh is that how it is?” he asked cockily. “Yeah that’s how it is” I replied, mimicking his tone. “Its so on” he replied grabbing a pillow next him. I let out a small scream as the pillow fight began. I got in a few hits but Barry was clearly winning. In a last ditch effort to gain control, I tackled him from over the arm of the couch and pinned him down. Again, we froze as we realized the position we put ourselves in. I was on top of him, practically straddling him, and his hands were around my waist. Our noses were nearly touching. My heart ached again. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean-“ I began, sitting up and swinging my leg off of him. “No uh it’s fine I um-“ he stammered, sitting up as well.

We sat in silence for a moment. Then he spoke. “You know what screw it.” He grabbed my hip and my hand as I swung my leg back over him so I was now straddling his lap facing him, my hands on his shoulders and his hands around my waist. “I’m gonna kiss you” he said. “Please do” I replied urgently, my hands already making their way to his cheeks. Our lips crashed together passionately, the night-long tension finally breaking. My hands moved between his cheeks and hair while his hands wandered from my waist and under my shirt along my back. We finally broke to catch our breath. After a few more pecks on the lips we laughed together. “You know, we did say that we would do all the stuff we usually miss on Valentines Day….” I said between more kisses. “Thats true” he replied, peppering kisses down my neck. We both paused and he cupped my cheeks. “Are you sure you wanna do this?” he asked seriously. “I need to feel all of you” I replied. He smirked. I pushed myself off and offered my hand. He took it and stood up. I pulled him in and kissed him more. “Follow me” I said, leading him to my bed room.

~the next day~

“The sex was absolutely incredible and then he spent the night! When he left this morning I was actually sad to see him go- I mean the whole night was just so incredible” I said to Caitlin, telling my story about the night before. “And you seriously aren’t going to tell me this guys name?? Did you even get his number?” She replied. “Nope. We decided it would just be a one night thing; a unique shared experience”. “Wow,” Caitlin said sighing. “Well I’m gonna go run the training course, I’ll see ya in 30” I said, walking down the hall. “Morning Scarlet” “Morning Speedy”. The Flash entered the Cortex and greeted Caitlin, a huge grin on his face. “Woah someone is happy this morning”. “Yeah I had the most incredible night of my life last night”. “Really?…” Caitlin questioned, beginning to put the puzzle pieces together. “Yeah I met this amazing girl and it was like we lived an entire relationship in one night”. Cait chuckled. “Let me guess, she made you sing ‘Don’t Stop Believing at the karaoke bar I declined to attend with you last night”. He raised his eyebrow. “Wait yeah how did you know that?” he asked. Caitlin cackled and began to walk out of the room. “I have to find Cisco this is too good!”. He stood in the Cortex puzzled. Then he heard Cisco’s booming laughter followed by loud chatter. “Guys what are you doing I just started the course, what’s going on?” I asked Caitlin and Cisco as they pulled me back into the Cortex. The two stood behind the desk and looked at the two heroes in front of them. “Scarlet how was your Valentines Day?” Cisco asked, a huge smile on his face. “Uh oh yeah it was incredible, I bowled my first strike without bumpers” I replied. I looked at the Flash and his jaw dropped. “Flash, how was yours?” Caitlin asked. “I…fell for a stranger” he replied slowly. My jaw dropped as well. Cisco and Caitlin sat down and waited for what they hoped would happen next. The Flash and I tentatively took off our respective masks. When I looked up, I found the eyes of Barry Allen staring back at me. He sighed and smiled. “Thank god” Barry said, quickly pulling me into a deep kiss. Caitlin and Cisco fist bumped and then left the Cortex. We finally pulled away and looked into each others eyes. “I couldn’t stand the thought of never seeing you again” he said. “You are never gonna get rid of me Speedy” I replied smiling. We kissed again, finally being true to ourselves and to each other.

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The Storm - Barry Allen x gn!reader

anon asked: 6 15 16 and 18. Antihero! Atmoskinesis! Meta! Reader x Barry Allen

Posted May 23rd, 2020

This is one of my personal faves.

“DID YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS!?!!”

“Surprisingly, no. But god I wish I did.”

By @write-it-motherfuckers

“I’m just here to establish an alibi.”

“Fight it, or accept it. Fear it, or control it.”

“You know what I just realized?”

“What is it, baby?”

“I still have the money from that guy who paid me to kill you.”

“He paid for murder in advance? Amateur. He deserved to have his money stolen.”

“Honestly.”

A/N: I have been waiting for someone to pick 16 for Barry since I posted the prompts. IT SCREAMS BARRY ALLEN. I also changed some of the prompts a tiny bit to fit in better hope you don’t mind.

Word Count Goal: 600

Word Count: 1019 (OHMYGOSH)

I brought my chocolate milk to my lips watching the awful storm outside. It was almost worse than what I did last summer. People were drowning in some spots. Others are being hit by lightning and not exactly coming out like the flash. In the blink of an eye, I was standing in star labs in front of flash Cisco Caitlyn and Iris. my hot chocolate now sitting on the table in front of me. “Did you have anything to do with this!?” Cisco asked frantically pointing to the window. “Surprisingly, no. But god I wish I did.” I said taking a sip of my hot cocoa. “Then who the hell did this?” Barry asked frantically taking off his mask. I had known who he was for ages and they already knew that due to past activities. “Not sure, isn’t that your job Ramon?” I replied looking at Cisco, smiling as he glared at me. “I have been trying for the past 3 hours but the only person I have in my database with this kind of power is you!” he replied. “Barry you have to get back out, Frost and I will help,” Caitlyn said as her hair turned white. I smiled at my old friend. “Frosty,” I said. “Y/n/n” Frost replied returning the smile. “Wait if Y/n didn’t do it then doesn’t that me they can help?” Iris asked looking between Barry and Cisco. “That’s actually not a bad idea,” Frost said. “What do you say Y/n? Will you help us?” Barry asked. “The only reason I haven’t walked out of here is to establish an alibi. That being said, I suppose I can help you guys, as long as you get off my back for a little while.” I watched the two boys exchange looks “Get out there” Cisco said causing Iris to throw me a comm, while Frosty, Barry, and I walked to the door.

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I groaned as I stood up. I finally managed to control the thunder and lightning and make it stop but the heavy rain just kept coming. “I can’t do it!” I said into the comms as tears filled my eyes. I mean yeah I don’t go around saving people, but I’m not a monster. If anyone dies it’s kind of on me. “Hey, Y/n you can make it stop you’ve done it before!” Iris said. “Yeah in a much smaller storm that I had started! This one is too heavy!” I replied. “You can’t run on fear Y/n you have to trust yourself!” I heard Barry say. I bit my lip shaking my head. “I can’t,” I said letting a few tears drop. “Fight it, or accept it. Fear it, or control it.” I heard Barry say. “If anyone can stop this storm, it’s you,” Frost said into the comms. I took a deep breath and said “okay, I’ll try harder”.

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I watched as Frost froze the rest of the water on the street and Barry got people out of the water. I did it. I stopped the rain. “You did it! You stopped it Y/n!” Iris happily said into the comm.

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I was sitting in Cisco’s lab playing with my rings as I relived the things that just happened in my head. “Hey” I looked up and saw Barry walking in. “hi” I said looking back at my hands. “You did well out there, I was thinking. Maybe you should become a part of our team?” He asked. “You guys want me to stay?” I looked at him watching him sit next to me. “Yeah we talked about it and we all think you just need a little guidance” Barry explained. “I appreciate the offer but you know how I feel about you and I’m not sure if I can handle seeing you and Iris-” he cut me off “Iris and I broke up 2 months ago” I looked at him. “Really? That sucks I’m sorry” I said watching him shake his head. “No big deal we obviously ended on good terms, so? will you at least think about it?” Barry asked. “I don’t need to, I’m honored to be the next member of team flash,” I said smiling at Barry as he stood up, clapping his hands excitedly. “Let’s go share the big news then!”

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We were sitting in the lounge room everyone had a beer or champagne for our mini celebration. “I feel special,” I said as Barry sat next to me. “Good you should always feel special,” He said smiling at me and taking a sip of his beer. “Does that do anything?” I asked looking at the bottle in his hands. “Nothing, but Cisco didn’t have time to make me something that would so I’m sticking with this for now,” Barry responded. “You know what I just realized?” I looked at Barry seeing him already smiling at me. “What is it, Y/n?” Barry asked, “I still have the money from that guy who paid me to kill you.” I said taking a sip of my beer. Barry looked at me with wide eyes “somebody paid you to kill me?!” he asked. “He paid for murder in advance? Amateur. He deserved to have his money stolen.” Cisco said from behind us. Barry laughed. “Honestly,” I said fist-bumping Cisco. “So have you asked them?” Cisco asked Barry, “Ask me what?” I asked looking between the two of them. “No Cisco but now I have to” Barry responded causing Cisco to smirk. “Oops,” Cisco said sarcastically as he walked away. “What’s he talking about?” I asked looking at Barry as he rubbed his face out of annoyance. “I wanted to know if you wanted to go out with me this weekend?” He asked looking at me with a small smile. “Yeah that sounds cool,” I said smiling back. “Cool,” he smiled. “I’ll make sure the weather is good whenever you wanna go” I joked smiling as Barry laughed. “I’m glad you’re a part of the team now,” He said. “Me too” I smiled. I don’t know if I’m excited about saving people or spending more time with Barry, but I know I’m excited as hell.

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Batman × Icepowers!F/Reader

~request @simligul

(It was the attribution of "hero's sidekick" day and each hero was assigned a hero in training to work with. However, one particular sidekick was noticed among all the others. A hero with ice powers. You. However, as every trainee had the choice to ask their favorite hero as a teacher, everyone hoped they would be yours.)

You walked in and looked around at the room full of superheroes. It was time to introduce yourself and find your hero among all the others..However, you already had one particular hero in mind.

You chose Batman :

Batman was looking down at all the heroes being picked and wondered if you would show up last ? Him and Superman had bet on who would get you..And, so far, they were both waiting for you.

When you finally entered the room, the guests all fell silent as your high-heels clicked on the floor and everyone left way for you to pass.

You weren't just any trainee, you were the trainee who had succeeded in beating Superman during your first training session.

"I knew you would be here.."

Batman rolled his eyes before turning his head towards Wonderwoman, the only woman who always seemed to be able to find him.

"What are you doing here ?"

He asked and she sighed before smiling.

"Well, checking on you, of course !"

He restrained himself from rolling his eyes at her again before returning his attention on you, but you already un deep conversation with Superman.

"If you stay up here, Clark will get her. Come on. Put on your most elegant suit and your brightest smile and go get her !"

Wonderwoman urged him and even though he hated that the woman was always so infuriatingly right, but couldn't deny her wisdom.

"I know.."

He admitted, but didn't move and Wonderwoman sighed before sitting down next to him.

"What are you afraid of ?"

Bruce didn't answer right away, but Wonderwoman was patient and waited until the bar was ready to talk about it.

"I..I already trained a lot of young people and they all became great heroes, but they also had to suffer a lot by choosing this life. A lot of sacrifices were made and I can't help but wonder if it is not because of me ?"

Wonderwoman felt bad for Batman and patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"It is the burden of a teacher, the fear of failure. But, I'll let you on a little secret my friend..None of us are perfect and the best teachers are often the ones who learned from their mistakes."

Bruce didn't reply, but he did stand up and walked away.

"Where are you going ?"

Wonderwoman asked and Batman halted before sending her a knowing smile.

"Find the most elegant suit I can find and put it on."

A few minutes later :

Clark was surprised to find Bruce walking your way, but still smiled and stepped in to introduce the both of you.

"Y/N. This is.."

"I choose him."

Both men seemed surprised by your quick decision, but you didn't count on staying long enough for them to start asking questions.

"Par..Pardon me ? Him ?"

You passed by Clark, not even shooting another glance in his direction before going to greet someone else in the room.

"Wow. She really gave you the..cold shoulder. I think I'm starting to appreciate her."

Bruce said with a small smile and Clark didn't know what was the most surprising ? That you had chosen Bruce to be your mentor or that the man had just made a pun ?

"Did you just..?"

Bruce walked away, leaving Superman baffled. Wow. Two cold shoulders in one night, Clark was really starting to wonder if he hadn't landed in Iceland by accident ?

Not that it would have made such a difference for him anyway..

Now, he had to find someone else to teach.

He sighed. Too bad..He really wanted to train you.

On the balcony :

Bruce smiled to himself, walking away with his glass of champagne in hand which perceptibly become colder when you approached.

"So..You had already decided I assume ?"

He said, not even needing to turn around to know you were behind him.

"As you had.."

You replied knowingly.

"Why me ?"

He asked.

"Why me ?"

You fired back.

"Good point."

He admitted before finally turning around to face you. You took a couple of step forward and iced the door's handles so nobody might disturb the both of you. Batman approved.

You clinked your glasses together.

"To a fruitful collaboration."

He said.

"And a joyous partnership."

You added with a smile.

You nodded at each other in silent understanding before looking down at the lights of the city bellow. It was now your time to protect it and Batman was ready to teach you.

Why he chose you :

Batman was extremely interested by your powers, like many of the other superheroes. But your powers are not the reason he chose you. He chose you because he knew you could turn into an amazing superhero..but also, an unstoppable villain. And you chose him for the same reason. You understand and complete each other.

You chose Barry :

Barry was about to enter with the other trainees when Wonderwoman stopped him.

"Not your entrance, Barry..You'll be with the teachers this time."

Barry's eyes widened at the news and he shook his head.

"Are you kidding me ?! I just became a part of the Justice League ! I can't train anyone !"

Wonderwoman only addressed him an enigmatic smile before replying with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"I would beg to differ. None of us are ready, Barry. But, it is our role to prepare those young people to fight. And, you have more experience in that area than many of them."

Barry sighed before following Wonderwoman dutifully and entering the room after her. He was then assaulted by a lot of trainees and immediately felt overwhelmed.

He ran outside and took a big breath of fresh air, not noticing you until he turned his head and found you silently observing him.

"Oh ! Hello there ! Sorry. Didn't see you there.."

You smiled and shrugged.

"No problem. I was searching for some peace and quiet myself."

He nodded before noticing he ice at your feet and frowned.

"You have ice powers ? That's actually pretty cool."

Your smile widened at the compliment and you couldn't help but challenge him.

"If you think that's cool, wait until you can see what I can do when I start running.."

Now, you perked Barry's interest. He always enjoyed a nice challenge and you seemed to be willing to put up a good fight.

"How about a race ?"

You challenged and he raised a quizzical eyebrow at you.

"You think you can keep up ?"

He said, already positioning himself and you smiled back at him before raising your hand and making an ice road.

"Watch me."

You then said before putting a leg backwards and putting yourself in position to start running. Barry laughed before looking forward and asking what was the finish line.

"You need one ? I propose until we fall from exhaustion.."

"Your funeral..", he warned you.

However, he still smiled and got ready. When the race started, you shot ice from your hands to boost you forward and Flash was actually impressed. He had trouble keeping up as you started ice-skating, glancing sometimes backwards with a taunting smile.

"What is it ? Can't keep up, hero ?"

It was a long time before either of you were prepared to admit defeat and when you finally did, it was because you didn't have Flash's endless energy..

You were breathing deeply, trying to regain your breath when Barry introduced himself to you.

"I'm Barry by the way. Superhero."

"Y/N. Trainee."

You breathed our between each breath. He nodded and then, Wonderwoman's words came back to him. It is his role now. He will never be ready, but might make you ready to fight to live another day.

"Well, I'm still new at this hero stuff but hum..How about you train with me ?"

You smiled up at him before nodding affirmatively.

"I would love to..Barry."

You shook hands.

Why he chose you :

Flash felt afraid he might mess up things as a teacher, but you felt the same as a hero trainee and you both had this urge to get away. It unconsciously linked the both of you. You both find comfort in pushing your limits and speeding things up. He likes that about you and it is the reason why he chose you.

#batman x you #batman x reader #fandoms #imagine #fanfic #the flash x you #barry allen x you #barry allen x reader #dc

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deadsetobsessions · 2 months

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Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.3

[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.4][Pt.5][Pt.6][Pt.7]

“Aquaman.” Batman swept into the room, beelining straight for the suddenly apprehensive Atlantean king.

“Batman. What can I do for you?”

“Phantom. Does he pay taxes?”

“Pardon?”

Batman makes a low noise that had Aquaman’s danger senses buzzing.

“Does Phantom have to pay taxes. Towards Atlantis.”

“No…? Why?”

“He wanted money, in exchange for… information, of a delicate sort,” Batman said, diplomatically avoiding the topic of Phantom bargaining for the identities of corpses in exchange for a measly $100 dollars per identity. Like a flea market dealer, that one was.

“You encountered Phantom again?” Aquaman perked up.

“Yes. Gotham’s bay is… polluted.” Batman paused. “With victims. Of murder.”

The entire area quieted as heads turned towards the Dark Knight.

“Yes, I am… distantly aware of Gotham’s waters.” By that, Aquaman gets green around the gills whenever he turns his awareness in that direction. There’s a reason he doesn’t enter Gotham, and the Dark Knight’s ban is only half of that reason. “Ah, but you’re correct. For what purpose would Phantom need mortal currency?”

“Hn.”

“Maybe he needs some stuff?” Flash zipped to a stop next to Batman, feet tapping as he dug into the pile of snacks cradled in his arms. “Us mortals are always coming up with new things, maybe he wants to try some games or something?”

Batman tilted his head down, seriously considering Flash’s suggestion. “It’s plausible.”

“Barry, Barry, Barry. He’s old as hell, right? He probably wants to try the new booze!”

“Hal, my man!” Flash fist bumped Green Lantern, who came up. “You’re back! What happened to John?”

“Dunno. He got called somewhere that way,” Green Lantern waved a vague hand towards the left. “Had to deal with a politician or something from that area.” He shrugged, swinging an arm over Barry’s shoulders to put him in a headlock and stealing a chip.

“Huh. Anyways, would our mortal alcohol even work on a demi-god or something?”

“We should ask!” Hal turned towards Batman. “You should ask if he wants to go for a drink, spooky!”

“He’s a child.”

“He’s been around for more than a millennia, Bats.”

“Informational gathering, right, Hal?” Flashgot out of the headlock, quickly munching on his snacks to stop Green Lantern from stealing them.

“Totally. Yup.”

“…Fine.”

“Wait, are we just gonna ignore that Gotham’s waters are full of bodies?”

“Yes.”

——

“What?” Danny asked, mind half on the bags he’s dragging out of the water and the other half on the essay he has to submit in about four hours.

“Green Lantern wanted to invite you out for a drink.”

Danny turned to the stoic Gotham knight, who had his wrist computer out to log the bodies’ info the moment Danny gave him the information. Some of them even told Danny who murdered them, so Batman could start building cases with solid leads.

Danny’s only twenty. He’s not legal yet but he doesn’t want to give any clues to who he is. How is he supposed to…

Ah!

“Can’t.” Danny shrugged. “I’m not legal. I died when I was fourteen so…” Danny trailed off, speechless at the drowned puppy face Batman was giving him. What the fuck.

“Anyways, fork over my payment.”

Batman wordlessly hands him a wad of hundreds.

“What do you need cash for?” Batman suddenly asked.

“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Danny tucked it in. “Material things, obviously. I need a blanket,” because holy shit, Gotham is damn cold this time of year. “Anyways, see you same time next week, litterer.”

“I don’t litter.”

“Tell that to the batarangs I found under the water,” Danny grumbled. “But I’ll stop calling you that if you get a signature from Poison Ivy. I have a friend who loves her.”

“An alive friend?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”

Danny snickered and disappeared. He’s gotta cram that essay.

——

“There’s a possibility Phantom might be homeless.”

“Batman, I mean this in the nicest way, but for the love of Atlantis, please stop giving me headaches. It’s time like these I wish I stayed a lighthouse keeper.”

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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”

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