#barry allen x leonard snart

[cardcaptorsakura96]

We're All In This Together-Chapter 6

Fandom: Supergirl, Batman, Superman, The Flash

Characters: Kara Danvers, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, Barbara Gordon, Leonard Snart, Mxyzptlk, John Stewart, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen

Summary: Kara, Clark, and Barry are taken off guard by a request by the imp Mxyzptlk: watch over and protect the children of their alternate selves from a different Earth. Will our heroes rise to the occasion?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

It took four minutes for Clark to get from Metropolis to Gotham. Considering how early it was, he landed at the front door instead of going through the cave. He knocked at the door and waited several minutes until Alfred answered. 

Alfred smiled and said, “Master Clark. It is nice to see you this morning. Will you be joining us for breakfast?”

Clark chuckled and said, “I have already had breakfast this morning but thanks for asking. I just came by to ask Bruce something is all.”

Alfred hurriedly ushered Clark in and said, “He is eating with the kids in the dining room.”

Clark rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and said, “I can wait in the foyer until they are finished eating.”

Alfred scoffed and said, “You will do no such thing. There is plenty of room at the table. We also have more than enough to eat. I know you have already eaten, but I do have some of that raspberry lemonade and strawberry muffins that you like.”

Clark smiled. The raspberry lemonade and the muffins were some of Clark’s favorite treats. 

Clark chuckled and said, “I guess I could have one muffin.”

Alfred smiled and said, “Perfect!”

He ushered Clark to follow them to the dining room. As he edged toward the dining room, his super hearing picked up part of the conversation being held. 

Tim sighed and said, “Are you sure you don’t have any business at WE this morning?”

Bruce sighed and said, “For the last time, I have today off.”

“Then why would anyone come this early in the morning unannounced?” asked Tim. 

Clark winced at that. It was 7:00 am. He had debated whether it was too early to come or not.

Maybe, I should have waited an hour.

Dick sighed and said, “It is probably someone from the League wanting him to look into something.

“Crisis event?” asked Cassandra. 

Damian scoffed and said, “If it is the League, I want to come instead of going to the idiotic event planned for today.”

Tim asked sarcastically, “You mean the county fair?”

Damian scoffed and said, “Of course, I mean the fair. Why would I want to play second-rate games and watch people stuff themselves with unhealthy food.”

Dick chuckled and said, “You know there is more to it than that.”

Jason snickered and said, “Don’t even bother, Dickiebird. Demon brat wouldn’t know fun if it bit him in the ass.”

Damian growled and said, “Take that back Todd!”

Bruce sighed and said, “Jason don’t mock your brother, and Damian, for the love of God, put down the knife. You can’t attack everyone that vexes you.”

Damian muttered and said, “But he started it.”

Jason laughed and said, “Old man, just admit you forgot your promise to take us to the fair. I won’t get mad about coming here this early. Alfie’s breakfasts are definitely worth all the trouble.”

Bruce sighed and said, “Why do you guys have that much little faith in me? I told you multiple times that I took today off  from WE and told the League not to contact me unless there is the end of the world scenario happening.”

Alfred smirked and said, “I always enjoy your visits, Master Clark. They make things so much livelier around here.”

Clark laughed nervously to himself. He wasn’t sure if Alfred was being genuine about that or sarcastic. Clark shook his head. 

Probably sarcastic. 

As Clark entered the dining room, Cassandra saw him first and smiled. 

Cassandra pointed and said, “It’s Clark.”

All eyes suddenly zoomed in on Clark. Dick, Jason, and Tim had smirks on their faces. Damian was scowling. However, that wasn’t anything new. He would be surprised to see a smile on that kid’s face. He looked over at Bruce and nearly melted. He looked so handsome in his red sweater and brown slacks. Bruce was staring at Clark with a soft smile. It wasn’t that often that Bruce smiled and Clark always appreciated whenever he got to see one in person. 

Dick chuckled and said, “I told you it was League business. What is it this time? Is it another invasion or did the supervillains team up again?”

Jason sighed and said, “I hope not. That last crisis we had was a pain in the butt.”

Clark chuckled and as he went and took a seat by Dick and said, “It is nothing like that. I just had something I wanted to discuss with Bruce is all.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow as Alfred placed strawberry muffins and lemonade in front of Clark.

Clark smiled and said, “Thank you, Alfred.”

Alfred smiled and said, “No problem, Master Clark.”

Bruce looked at Clark intently and asked, “Did you want to go down to the cave to talk?”

Clark chuckled sheepishly and said, “It is nothing serious like that. I just have some news to share is all.”

Bruce looked at him curiously and asked, “Oh, what is it?”

Clark coughed while rubbing the back of his neck and said, “I have a child now.”

Everyone went silent. Clark felt like he could hear a pin drop. When he looked back up, he noticed that everyone was looking at him with curiosity.

Before Clark said anything, Bruce smirked and said, “I have two questions for you.”

Clark looked at him surprised and said, “Um, yeah sure.”

“Does this have anything to do with Mxy and does Barry have Kara have children too?”

Clark narrowed his eyes and asked, “You knew, didn’t you? You didn’t bug my apartment again?”

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[gilverrwrites]

You like it when I’m bad

ColdFlash, 3.5K Genderbent!Barry Allen/Leonard Snart, pre-established relationship. AN: Commission for a ko-fi supporter which I had so so so much fun with, ya'll have no idea! Warnings: Restraints | Daddy kink | puppy-play | impact play | verbal degradation | crying | sub-drop |

Leonard Snart had been fighting on the side of the “good guys” for quite some time. Despite that fact, he still embodied that evocative, bad-boy flare that made Barry weak. Sure, Len had a lot of great qualities that Barry admired but there’s just something about his hard, cold, calculated temperament and that damn smoulder that has alwaysmade it hard for Barry to keep a level head.

Even after a long, stressful day, Barry can think of no place she’d rather be than on her knees, hands cuffed behind her back, batting her lashes as she nuzzles her face into Len’s crotch, silently begging for her boyfriend to offer her some form of release and resisting the urge to rub her dripping pussy against his boot. She’d been there for what felt like an excruciating length of time. The heavy metal butt plug stretching out her ass, and the cooling lube Len had coated it with only made her more and more needy with every second that passed. It didn’t help that she hadn’t cum in days. Len has been testing a theory, to see if she behaves better or worse the longer he ignores her needs but continues using her body to satiate his own.

Her breaking point comes when Len starts humming under his breath, faintly tapping his foot in time with the beat and causing the rough fabric of his black jeans to brush against Barry’s clit.

It's such a soft touch, barely causing any friction due to the barrier of Barry’s cotton panties, but it’s enough to crack her already tenuous resolve, and without thinking she bucks her hips, dragging her sex over Len’s lower leg in a series of fast and uncontrolled movements until her brain catches up with her body and she forces herself to an agonising stop, but not before Leonard takes note of her actions. 

“Watcha doin’ there, baby?” He asks in a familiar, smug drawl that brings a smile to Barry's lips in spite of her shame and has her pressing her face deeper between Len’s legs in an attempt to hide her expression.

When Len doesn’t get an answer to his question, he gently runs his fingers through Barry’s auburn hair, scratching at her scalp with his nails, just long enough to make her coo before tightening his grip and yanking her head back until she’s forced to look up at him. Frustrated, she blurts her reply; “You shook your leg on purpose!”

“Doesn’t matter.” They both know it’s a sorry excuse. “Didn’t I tell you to sit still?”

Barry continues to avert her gaze but eventually mumbles a quiet “…yes, daddy.” Only growing more embarrassed as Len pulls her further away by her hair to survey the mess she’s left on Len’s pant leg. Such a saturated stain for so little contact.

“Are you a mutt, Bar? Humping my leg like a bitch in heat?”

The way Len narrows his eyes as he speaks does a good job of disguising exactly how taken he is with the way Barry’s cheeks grow redder and redder. She’s cute, coyly shaking her head and biting her lips but there’s a glint of excitement in her glassy eyes. She eagerly pushes out her chest when Len releases her hair and begins groping her exposed breasts with his calloused fingers.

“I think you are. Can you bark for me?” He’s gentle, at first, delicately squeezing her tits and running the rough buds of his fingers around her nipples in soft, circular motions, but as Barry remains quiet, only letting out the occasional whimper or moan he gets harsher; pinching and pulling her sensitive nipples, watching her squirm whilst he offers her insults thinly veiled as encouragement. “C’mon, puppy, bark!”

“Woof.”

Her first attempt is pitiful. Entirely to human. “Dogs don’t say woof. Give it to me. Bark, bitch, bark!” 

The second attempt is much better; a series of high-pitched yapping noises, each more confident than the last and aided by the sting of Len’s nails biting into her sensitive nipples.

“That’s a good girl. Keep it up.” Len instructs, still watching and listening closely to Barry’s pitiful baying as he releases her breasts, just long enough for him to unbuckle and remove his belt before tapping it against his thigh.

“Now, normally dogs shouldn’t be allowed on the furniture, but you still need punishing and I’m feeling…” He trails off, scrunching his lips up and tilting his head from side to side as he considers his next word carefully. “fainéant. So, make it easy for me and climb up here will you, pup?”

In the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but a gust of wind in her wake, Barry positions herself over Len’s lap, her head resting face first against the couch cushions, her belly pressed into his knees, and her ass openly bared to him.

“Someone’s keen.” Len comments as he hooks his fingers into the elastic of Barry’s panties, pulling them down to expose the pale skin of her naked ass. His eyes rake over the endearing line of moles that adorn her cheeks, and the obscene string of wetness that clings to the soft fabric of her underwear which only snaps inches before Len is able to shuffle them down to her knees.  

“I am.” Of course, she’s not chomping at the bit to get her lashing, but if she takes it well and behaves just right, Len might let her cum, that’s what she’s really itching for. Just the thought of it has her on edge, and the painfully delicious sensation of Len using his thumb to drive the heavy plug between her ass cheeks temporarily deeper only makes her eyes roll back.

“How’s that lube been working out for you?” He asks her as he pulls the plug back, just far enough for the thickest part to stretch out her rim and make her lose track of any and all thoughts before forcefully pushing it back in. “Well?”

“It-I- unmm~” He repeats the process, over and over, getting her all worked up as she tries and fails not to stutter her answer. But eventually, she fills him in; how all but the lubricating effects had worn out by now, but its cold tingle had made it near impossible for her to think throughout most of the day. It was a strange feeling, not the same as when Len cooled her body down with the lower setting on his gun. Not even similar to having ice rolled against her skin and eased into her holes until they’d melted. It was foreign and familiar all at once, and she’s pretty sure she agreed to a series of chores and activities suggested to her by Cisco just because she was incapable of saying anything other than “Huh? Oh, yeaahhh.” For at least an hour.

As stimulating as it had been, it doesn’t compare to the feeling of having her ass fucked. She doesn’t have to say it, Len can sense it in her body language, and the far-off look on her face.

“What would the good people of Central City think if they could see their hero now.” Len ponders aloud, not expecting, but still appreciating the quiet, wistful response he receives.

“They’d think ‘lucky hero’.”

He laughs as he finally quits teasing her puckering hole, a short, dry, but genuine laugh, having been caught off guard by her answer. “Flattery will get you nowhere, little girl.”

Before Barry can reply, Len brings the cold strap of his folded belt down on her ass. The resulting yelp is not unlike her sorry attempts at barking only moments earlier, but the rawness of it goes straight to Leonard's already stiff cock. Barry can feel it, digging into her hip bone, it’s gratifying, but not enough to distract from the pain of the second lashing. Her nails nip into her palms as she tenses under each hit. “H- How many more, daddy?”

The only answer she gets is the sharp crack of leather coming down on her ass once more. With every swing, she’s overcome with searing pain, and redness spreads across both sets of cheeks. The shame is made worse by how it has her pussy getting wetter with every second.

Then suddenly fingers are probing her slit. Len gently glides his digits between her dripping folds, grazing her clit just enough to tease her before finding her entrance. In her heart, she’s relieved. Absolutely ecstatic that her needy pussy is finally getting some attention, but on the surface; she’s bitter. She knows his lack of communication, and his unpredictable actions are all part of the punishment, meant to keep her on her toes, but she’s still annoyed.

“Don’t act so petulant.” Len chides when he grips her face with his other hand and directs her to look at him. She’s pouting, hazel eyes fixed with a damp glare unbecoming of someone who knows exactly what she’s gotten herself into. “You like it when I’m bad.”

She does, and she’s always done a terrible job at hiding it. Starting from the day they’d met, and especially since they’d gotten entangled with each other romantically.

She could phase out of her bindings at any time, there was nothing her former foe could really do to her that Barry couldn’t stop if she wanted to. Wanted.

She doesn’t want to.

That’s a big part of what makes their relationship work, the added layer of trust and true submission. Knowing she lets Leonard bend, and break, and boss her around because she wants him to, she loves it. The humiliation of being a grown woman, a superhero, bent over the knee of a man she calls daddy, the addicting pain of having her hair pulled and her ass smacked, her holes used, the therapeutic relief of letting somebody else call the shots so she can switch off.

Not to mention authority and debauchery suits Len well, and he’s very good at it. The heart of gold hidden deep beneath his icy exterior is the icing on the cake. Barry loves all of it.

She knows all this, it’s on the tip of her tongue but between the indignity of admitting it aloud and the uncontrolled whimper each drag of Len's fingers evokes, she can’t quite get the words past her lips.

“Go on girly, admit it. You love it when daddy’s mean to you. Don’t-cha?” Even if he couldn’t feel the way her pussy convulses and leaks at his words, Len knows he’s right, and he knows from the tell-tale signs of her blushing skin, her watery eyes, and the increasing pitch of her whimpers that she is close, so he offers her a deal. “Say it, and I’ll let you cum. Right here, right now, all over my fingers. 

And like a good puppy, desperate for a treat, Barry immediately confesses; “Yes! I love it! I love it when you’re bad.”

“And you like submitting to a ‘rogue’?” He pushes, knowing that his fingers are driving her ever closer to the edge.

“Yes, yes, yes, daddy!” Barry replies frantically, she’s sinfully close, her walls growing tighter and hotter with every second, but just as her orgasm begins to ignite Leonard rips his hand away, dimming whatever sparks of pleasure there had been and thoroughly ruining her orgasm.

“You-” Her tone is anguished, eyes wide and betrayed as she stares up at Len’s amused, and smug expression. “You said I could!”

“I lied.” He replies, raising a brow challengingly. “Come on Bar, thought you’d be used to that by now.”

He fists his hand in her hair once more, painfully tugging it to lift her to her knees, just long enough for him to stand before letting her fall back, this time with her ass up higher. From this angle, Len gets a much better look at her reddened ass and drooling pussy. The urge to run his tongue along her wounds and drink up her juices is tremendous but he’s painfully hard. Practically throbbing from having Barry debased by his hands once again.

Len pulls his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock, taking the condom he’d had tucked into his back pocket out, tearing into it with his teeth and rolling it on. As soon as Len is close enough, Barry starts to roll her hips, rubbing up against him until he locks his fingers around her still-cuffed wrists and tells her for the second time tonight too; “Stay still.” before rubbing the head of his cock between her slickened folds.

Barry doesn’t have to wait long, Len is already impatient to be inside her. He finds her entrance quickly, using his thumb to put pressure on her plug as he eases into her entrance. His fingers had already stretched her out, preparing her to take the full width and length of his cock in one, slow, deliberate thrust of his hips, but not without the intoxicatingly painful sting of having her soaked walls stretched.

“Ohh, daddy.” She lets out a pained, satisfied whine at the combined feeling of having both holes stuffed certifiably full. “Thank you.”

“So polite. Finally spanked some manners into you.” Len teases but already his signature inflexion is growing sloppy, losing himself to the bliss of Barry’s pussy sucking him in, but not too far gone to give up his cool just yet. He snaps his length in and out her pussy in short bursts until she begins to push back on him, to which he halts completely, buried right to the hilt before demanding; “Beg, pup.”

Barry groans, exasperated and long past ready to be fucked at this point, but she opens her mouth to comply nonetheless until a thought occurs to her. “With… words?”

The metal of the cuffs dig into her back and wrists as Len balances his weight on the chain to lean over and kiss her shoulder blade. His shaky breath makes her hairs stand on edge. In this new position, Len’s cock and the toy between her cheeks are pushed deeper, enough to make her toes curl and her lids flutter as she turns her head to peer as she awaits an answer, but he gives no confirmation until she tentatively begins to bark again.

“Atta girl.” He applauds, rewarding her by working his hips again, releasing her hands in favour of gripping her waist. It’s heaven, how good her cunt feels around him, like she was made to take it. He’ll never grow tired of it; how she can barely contain herself at the stroke of his cock, all that training, all that self-control, gone, just for him. The way her walls clench around him, engulfing his dick with her hot, tight cunt. Len has always prided himself on keeping calm but once he’s balls deep inside his little girl, it’s only a matter of time before that composure crumbles. Regardless, he’ll drag it out as long as he can, until Barry milks it from him.

It doesn’t take long, she’s already on edge from being denied for days, so the moment Len reaches around her frame to knead her poor, previously ignored clit she snaps, her body begins to shake, a mix of excitement and desperation, the puddles in her eyes finally welling into hot tears that streak down her face as she abandons her yapping to loudly beg; “Please, please daddy, please I need it.”

“Hold. On. Baby.” His words are punctuated by deep breaths and the loud, erratic slap of skin on skin. He’s talking to himself as much as he is to Barry. “Just. A little. Bit. Longer.”

Barry does her best, biting her lip and curling her toes to try and hold it all back, but as her body begins to quake, the speed-force thrumming through her every molecule, it’s over for them both. Len snaps first, unable to refrain any longer, not when Barry’s pussy is vibrating around his cock. He’s never experienced anything like it before her, nothing so exceedingly pleasurable; a real-life, flesh and blood sex toy wringing him for all he’s worth.

Through his orgasmic haze and gritted teeth, he keeps working at Barry’s clit, the nails or his other hand digging into her waist as he hisses. “Now. Fuck. Now.”

She doesn’t need to be told twice; she’d been waiting for this moment for longer than her sex-dazed mind can recall. In seconds her twitching walls are tightening around Len’s cock, her eyes still streaming with tears, hips rolling unsteadily as she rides out wave after wave of euphoria. It keeps rolling through her, even as Len allows himself to fall forward, resting his weight on Barry’s back and placing a series of lazy, kisses on her spine as he mumbles praise to her. “That's it, Bar. That’s it, good girl.”

Biting his lip through the post-nut discomfort Len keeps fucking Barry until her whole body falls still, and a minute longer to ensure she experiences the whole thing from start to finish. His way of making it up to her for days of excruciating denial. Then he falls completely onto her back, his heavy, uneven breath tickling her spine.

Normally, Barry comes too faster than Len, not because her orgasms are any less intense, just because she’s far more used to exerting herself for extended periods of time, and usually, she waits until Len catches his breath before she makes a move, but after all that denial, the intensity of her orgasm, the emotional whirlwind, her mood has dropped and she can’t stop her body from shaking, nor the stream that runs from her eyes.

Len can see something is wrong, and he pets her back softly as he gently eases the plug from her butt. At the same time, Barry phases out of her cuffs before quickly whizzing around to burrow herself into Leonard’s chest, enveloping herself in his arms, basking in the menthol scent of his aftershave, and ignoring how her damaged skin aches once it meets the couch cushions.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Len asks, running his hand along the curve of her back as he embraces her. “How are you feeling?”

“Not good.” She answers earnestly, somehow, she feels both relieved and downcast at once, her head light but her chest tight and hollow. “But still better than I’ve felt in days.”

Despite the tears, when Barry looks up at her with her bright, puddy-dog eyes, he can see her feigning a small smile, one that grows more genuine when he brushes a stray strand of her from her face. “Then why are you crying?”

“I think it’s sub-drop.” Barry explains, words slurred by her heavy bottom lip. She’d studied it briefly in her free, how the adrenalin and endorphins can leave your body so quickly after sex that you’re left feeling wrong. Knowing what it is doesn’t help her feel better though.

“Okay...” Len takes his time to consider the new words out of his mouth. He moves slowly as he releases Barry’s body, bringing both hands up to her cheeks and wiping away her tears with his thumbs. “That’s okay. You just… feel your feelings, and I’ll be here with you, all the way.”

“Thank you.”

Immediately, Leonard rolls his eyes at her reply. “You don’t have to thank me, that’s just how this works, it’s what I’m here for.”

As always, Barry is skittish with conversations that involve her needs, and she tries to hide in the safety of her boyfriend’s shirt as she speaks once more. “I know, I just…”

“Hey, no, look at me.” Len is having none of it. Once he coaxes Barry to look to look up at him again he recognises her efforts with a kiss. Not quite chaste, but not hot and heavy. Just a long, gratifyingly affectionate kiss that only ends when Len lands a mischievous tap on Barry’s nose. “Your emotions and your needs are important. You’ve helped me to become a better man, but now you need to let me teach you how to be a little more selfish. Do you understand me?”

Despite the glint of annoyance in her eyes, she nods because he’s right.

“Good. Now, I’m going to run you a bath so you’re all fresh and clean before we put any cocoa butter on your ass. Would it make you feel better to come with me, or do you need some alone time?”

“I want to be with you.” Barry confirms, finally standing from the couch. Her cheeks start to burn red, tears drying under Leonard’s proud stare at her decisiveness, but she doesn’t shy away this time, especially not when Len lands another kiss on her cheek.

“Good. Let’s go-” Before the words are out of Leonard’s mouth, Barry is gone, leaving behind the echo of a playful laugh.

In the bathroom, she dabs at her wet face with a towel and presses her burning skin onto the cold tile for relief as she waits for Leonard to catch up.

[nunnimushka]

My sillies babygirls

[lukas-dusk]

Barry : My boyfriend and I have agreed to never go to bed angry at each other!

Snart : We've been awake since Friday.

Barry : Well IF SOMEONE WOULD JUST ADMIT THEY WERE WRONG-

[incorrectcoldflashblog]

Barry: How did you get out of prison?!

Len: A mix of parkour and psychosexual manipulation.

[fanfics4all]

Pussy Slapping

Request: Yes / No Kinktober Day 25!

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Leonard Snart x Fem!Allen!Reader 

Word count: 482

Warnings: SMUT

Summary: You've been sneaking around with Barry's enemy (kink of friend?) Snart might be a little jealous that you haven't told your brother yet.

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“Look how wet you are.” He chuckled as he parted my lips. My cheeks warmed as I listened to the sounds of his fingers running through my pussy. He landed a harsh smack on my dripping pussy. I nearly screamed at the feeling, my thighs clenching together. 

“You like that, don’t you? You like having your pussy slapped?” He sneered, parting my legs again. My back arched from the lingering pain, Snart circles his thumb over my clit. Loud moans were leaving my lips. I whined at his words, bucking my hips in hopes of him hitting me again. He pinned my hips to the bed, his hand rubbing over my wet pussy. 

“Needy little sluts love getting their pussies slapped. Look at you, your little cunt is soaked.” He chuckled. I whimpered, my hips grinding against his fingers. He held my thighs open, landing a soft slap on my pussy. I moaned, loving the stinging pain. 

“You’re so wet, baby, and only from a few slaps? You really are a needy whore. What would your brother say if he could see you?” He asked and I blushed deeper. He smacked my clit and I yelped. 

“Answer me, baby.” He ordered. 

“H-He’d be disappointed.” I answered. 

“Aww, well we don’t want that, now do we?” He asked and placed a teasing kiss on my clit. 

“Please…” I begged. 

“Please what?” He asked. 

“Please, I need you to fuck me, Snart! I need to feel your cock, please!” I begged. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” He said. He fisted his cock and dragged it through my folds, circling my clit before thrusting into me with one hard thrust. He didn’t give me time to adjust and started fucking me at a punishing pace. 

“Snart! Harder!” I moaned. He slapped my clit again, pain and pleasure making my brain go crazy. I came around his cock and screamed. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he bit along my neck. He moved his hand and rubbed my clit. 

“Give me another one, baby. Let me fucking hear you.” He said. My hips bucked up and Snart growled. A cry fell from my lips with every slap of his hips. I was getting louder and louder as I grew closer to the edge. My nails dug into his shoulders as I came with a scream. He followed close behind, curses leaving his lips. He fucked his cum into me until it was leaking around his cock. He pulled out gently and kissed my lips. 

“Fuck you’re perfect.” He whispered and I pulled him in for another kiss. 

“Can you stay or do you need to get back to Flash.” He said, sneering at Barry’s superhero name. 

“I can stay, I promise, I’ll tell him soon.” I said and he chuckled. 

“Good, I can deal with him.” He said, wrapping me up in his arms.

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[ginny-games-tv]

So I'm here again with merman Barry and Snart.

I don't know but I just love the pattern on Barry's tail. I thought how would scales act up on his body so that's why he has scales on his arms (almost whole left arm) and on his back. It just makes him a lot more cute.

And yes this is again based on @nunnimushka design

[arrow-v-flash-polls]

Following the results of the first poll which of these two already winning ships of Barry's is your favourite?

[justice-hoshino]

[cardcaptorsakura96]

We're All In This Together-Chapter 7

Fandom: Supergirl, Batman, Superman, The Flash

Characters: Kara Danvers, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, Barbara Gordon, Leonard Snart, Mxyzptlk, John Stewart, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cat Grant, Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak, Winn Schott, Caitlyn Snow, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Nora Allen, Alura Danvers (OC), Alex Danvers, Martha Kent, Jonathan Kent, Eliza Danvers, J'onn J'onzz

Summary: Kara, Clark, and Barry are taken off guard by a request by the imp Mxyzptlk: watch over and protect the children of their alternate selves from a different Earth. Will our heroes rise to the occasion?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Kara and Barry smiled as they watched the kids sleep. Kara stretched, looked down, and chuckled as she stared at her watch. 

Barry raised an eyebrow and asked, “What’s so funny?”

Kara smiled and said, “We have been standing here staring at them for 30 minutes now.”

Barry smiled and said, “But they are so adorable.”

Kara chuckled and said, “I know, but we should probably be a little more productive. I know I am officially on leave, but I did have three articles I was in the middle of working on…”

Barry sighed and said, “I know what you mean. I had several cases I was working on. Normally, you have to offload your cases before going on leave. Not sure if Mxy in all of his planning arranged all of that.”

Kara shrugged and said, “He seemed pretty thorough…”

Barry rubbed the back of his neck and said, “I will probably run to Central City just to make sure. By the time I find out, I’ll swing by S.T.A.R. Labs to talk to Caitlyn, Felicity, and Oliver.”

Kara raised an eyebrow and asked, “Wouldn’t Felicity and Oliver be in Star City?”

Barry nodded and said, “Normally, but S.T.A.R. Labs is hosting an energy-saving conference with Caitlyn and Felicity being some of the main panelists. Oliver is hosting the entire thing.”

Kara winced and said, “Crap, I forgot with everything going on that I was supposed to be covering that event with Jimmy and Winn today for Catco. I need to check to see if they got someone to replace me for that or not.”

Barry asked, ”Did you want to meet at S.T.A.R. Labs while they are setting up for the event? I would imagine Clark would be back before then.”

Kara nodded and said, “Sure.”

Barry smiled and said, “Okay. Well, I am headed out. I will see you shortly.” 

And with that, Barry zoomed off as a red blur. 

Kara chuckled while shaking her head. She turned to head to the kitchen to grab her laptop when she heard her phone ring. She quickly zoomed to her room to grab her phone. 

“Hello?”

“Ah, Kierra. So your phone is working.”

Kara stuttered, “Ms. Grant…”

“You seem surprised to hear from me,” mused Ms. Grant. 

Kara chuckled nervously and said, “I just didn’t know that you got up this early.”

Ms. Grant sighed and said, “I decided on a quick vacation to Paris yesterday. I am several hours ahead of you right now.”

“Oh….”

Ms. Grant cleared her throat and said, “That is beside the point. I must say, Kierra. I know that we don’t communicate all the time, but as your mentor, I thought you would have the decency to let me know of important life changes.”

Kara stared at the phone shocked. She knew that Ms. Grant would have received the email from HR about her leave. However, Ms. Grant usually had her assistant field through those emails and dealt with it unless it was something that needed her direct approval. Kara had started to shift slightly back and forth. 

Ms. Grant scoffed and said, “I get that you wouldn’t have been able to tell me in person, but I at least expected a phone call, not a random email from HR saying you have three months of parental leave.”

Kara winced and said, “Ms. Grant, I didn’t mean any slight about not letting you know about the adoption. When, my friend, cousin, and I went into this, we didn’t know that it would be this quick of a process.”

“Adoption agencies usually give you some type of guideline of when you get the child.”

Kara stuttered and said, “We didn’t go through the adoption agency though. We had to do the reclaim process with LexCorp…”

The line was silent for a moment before Ms. Grant said softly, “Oh…I didn’t realize…” Ms. Grant was silent for a moment and asked gently, “Are you okay Kara?”

Kara looked down at her phone in surprise. She had seen multiple sides of Ms. Grant’s personality ranging from anger to indignation, but this gentler side she was displaying was a new one.

Kara said warily, “Yes, I'm fine. Why?”

Ms. Grant was silent momentarily before saying, “What Lex did to you and the others….that is such a violation. I am surprised honestly that Lex didn’t get a harsher sentence for what he has done…”

Kara gave a soft smile and said, “Oh, I agree with you. However, I choose to look at the positive which is that my friend, cousin, and I have three little ones to fawn over.”

Ms. Grant gave a slight chuckle. 

Kara frowned and asked, “What’s so funny?”

Ms. Grant sighed and said, “You are the only person I know who takes such a bleak situation that Lex caused, and puts a positive spin on it. I heard that LexCorp hadn’t been notifying the biological parents when they would give their child to them so some of the parents were not prepared for the kid’s arrival. I hope that you had a more positive experience than that.”

Kara chuckled nervously and said, “Nope, we just had an hour warning before the kids arrived.”

Ms. Grant scoffed and said, “The nerve of those Neanderthals.” Ms. Grant sighed and said, “That probably explains why HR put on rush on the leave of absence request for you. Normally, it would have taken a couple of weeks for approval, but we have been making exceptions with this whole LexCorp thing.” Ms. Grant paused for a moment and said, “If you need help with making living accommodations or kids supplies….”

Kara smiled and said, “Fortunately, we had enough space for the kids and enough supplies for them.”

Ms. Grant breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That’s good to hear. It is not only good to have supplies, but also to have a good support system. You know the saying that it takes a tribe to raise a child.”

Kara chuckled and said, “Actually, we are gathering our tribe as we speak. We just got the kids today, but we are throwing a party this Saturday to introduce them to family and friends. I would love it if you could come.”

Ms. Grant sighed and said, “I unfortunately won’t be able to attend. I promised Carter we would stay in Paris until Sunday, but….” Ms. Grant was silent for a moment before she asked, “How old are the kids?”

“The three kids are six years old.”

“That is perfect! They are the same age as Carter! We should do a playdate.”

Kara smiled and said, “I would like that.”

“How would next Monday at around noon sound?”

Kara was surprised. She didn’t think that Ms. Grant would take her up on that so quickly.

“Sure. Monday at noon would be awesome.”

“Wonderful. I will text you my address and Kara….”

“Yes…” said Kara hesitantly. 

Ms. Grant said warmly, “Welcome to motherhood.”

Read the rest on AO3

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[nunnimushka]

Oh nooooo this guy stole my wallet(also he so handsome...🤭)

[lukas-dusk]

Barry texting Iris

Barry : Bad news—Cisco locked himself outside of his own house.

Barry : Good news—we didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith.

Barry : Bad news—Cisco finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory(TM). I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned it was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute guys/girls/enbies.

Barry : Good news—a cute guy/girl/enby saw me do it.

Barry : Bad news—it was Snart, and since he's already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, he'll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. He know.

[incorrectcoldflashblog]

Barry: What do you look for in a guy?

Len: I don’t know. Real stuff. Shape of his ass.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

VERY curious about the fic just titled "get whumped idiot" lmao 🤣🤣

@icedteaandoldlace since you asked for this as well

It was a placeholder but I still can’t think of an actual title😭

As you would expect from me, the fic is very much not as lighthearted as the {placeholder} title would suggest :)

Not gonna share a snippet because this one keeps changing every time I go to work on it but some things that {I’m like 90% sure} won’t change

Barry (as the Flash) gets kidnapped for an event thrown for some of the worst criminals in the city.

One of those criminals is Leonard Snart.

Barry and Len are dating, un(?👀)beknownst to the host of the event.

Len obviously wants to get Barry out of this situation, but there are 2 problems with that.

Barry has the unfortunate role of being the entertainment as, for a fee, guests are allowed to torture him. And this event has a lot of people who’d want revenge on the Flash. Oh, and did I forget to mention he’s set to be killed/executed at the end of this event?

The lovely host has mind reading capabilities. Working with Star labs, Len can solve this issue for himself— but this still means Barry can’t know of any impending rescue. On the contrary, the only way to save Barry might just be to crush his hope of rescue completely…

How, you ask?

:)

[the-feral-gremlin]