#lenarry

[therplife]

Hey, so I really want to rp coldflash and this is a starter I had, if you like or reblog this I’ll message you, this is solely posted in the hopes  of rping. It’s not a fanfic or anything. There's not much point in reading if you're not interested. Also if you want to contact me directly you can email me at roleplayxox96@gmail.com, or message me on Discord at cpf#1288

(Au in which Future Flash' mask was broken during his fight with Reverse and baby Barry saw his face due FF getting sloppy due to his own grief- cue realising it was him only older when sixteen and a spiral in which Barry ran away from home. He eventually met Len at the age of 19, they started dating, Barry told Len who pointed out that older Barry saved him. Cue discussions of theories of time travel and all that stuff. Barry went home, though still secretly saw Len, and after the STAR labs explosion he was smart enough to put two and two together and is pretending not to know. This is during Len's first heist, Also, if you’re interested I like fem Barry but it’s fine if not.) Barry had wanted to contact Len- but the other man had changed him number and left town at some point after the explosion. Barry couldn't blame him, Len could hardly stay and visit daily while he was at STAR labs. He'd tried to find him with no luck- until now. Barry had felt warmth spread through him when he'd seen Len at the armored truck robbery. He'd stopped him of course- and hopefully Len was already wondering about the super fast man, maybe he'd already figured it out. Which was why as soon as he could get away from Joe, Wells and his new friends he'd rushed to check out the old safehouses, lighting up when he spotted one with a bike in the drive, running up to the door and banging on it in a complex rhythm so that Len would know it was him.

[rabnerd28]

If I see one more Coldflash fic tagged as Legends of Tomorrow that has nothing to do with Legends other than that Leonard is in it, I will scream!

[holycafe]

Deja Vu

Coldflash Week Fall 2019: Different First Meeting

When the Oculus blew, Len didn’t die. Instead, he woke back up in the body of his past self on the night before his first ever run-in with the Flash. Now Len has a chance to do it all over again; what changes would he make this time around?

(I have a lot of edits and fics for this ship as well as destiel, sterek, etc. My masterposts can be found here. If you’re on a desktop site then you can just jump on over to my page to view the rest of my coldflash edits.)

A full fanfic for this will be on the way soon (hopefully), but please accept the following couple of extracts in the meantime and, if you feel inspired by this post, feel free to run with it yourself! I only ask that you give me credit for the idea.

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The taste of Sara's lips lingered on his tongue. Len hoped she'd gotten away. He hoped they all had. His team. He'd never been much of a team player in the past, but that was before he'd joined the Legends. And look where it had left him: holding onto a device that was set to blow at any second.

All things considered, Len supposed this was a good way to go. He wondered what Barry would think of him now. What would the Flash say once he learnt that Len had died a hero? Would Barry mourn him? Maybe. He was a god damn bleeding heart if ever Len had known one.

When the Time Masters surrounded him, Len had time for one last line. One last snarky comment. He'd make sure it was a good one.

"No strings on me," Len said, and he closed his eyes to the blinding light filling the room.

His last thought was of Lisa.

He supposed he should have expected that... his sister had always loved that damn film and insisted on watching it with him every birthday. Though he'd missed it last year, having been recently arrested for killing their father, so she'd had to come to visit him in prison instead. Lisa forgave Len that though, saying Lewis Snart's death was a better present than she could have asked for and more than made up for one skipped birthday. She'd made him promise not to miss her next one, though... it seemed like Len was going to be breaking that promise. He supposed she'd have to find someone else to carry on that tradition with her from now on. Maybe it would be Cisco? He was a good guy, and it was obvious to Len just how much the two cared for each other. If it wasn’t Cisco, though, Len just had to hope it wasn’t Rosa either; she’d messed with Lisa’s heart too much already.

But, whoever it was, they had better take good care of his little sister or Len would come back to personally haunt their ass.

No strings on me.

No strings on me…

No strings on me…

"There are no strings on me!"

Len sat forward with a jolt, panting heavily as his mind swam with mental whiplash. It took him far too long to blink away his confusion and recognise where he was.

"Lenny? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Lisa was asking, placing her hand on his back. He tried not to cringe away from her touch

"You have no strings, your arms is free, to love me by the Zuider Zee," the song continued.

"Yeah..." he said slowly, looking away from Pinocchio dancing away on the TV to Lisa. Slowly, he settled back down on his sister's sofa. "Yeah, I'm fine." His heart was racing, and he was still panting, but he was calming down again now. "Just a bad dream." But it had felt like so much more than that... it had felt real.

"You fell asleep while watching Pinocchio?" Lisa asked, looking thoroughly unimpressed. She really did love this film. "It's not even nine o'clock. And it's my birthday!"

"Sorry, Sis," Len shrugged. He didn't have much else to say. The longer his eyes were open, the more faded the dream felt. Of course, it hadn't been real... Len internally chided himself for even considering that a possibility. Speedsters and immortals and time travel? That stuff could never really exist! It had just been a dream. A very, very weird dream.

"You're getting old, Lenny," his sister teased, and Len rolled his eyes.

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The next morning, s Leonard and his team rode down the armoured van, Len could feel his heart racing in his chest. But he couldn’t let some dream interfere with his heist. He’d been planning it for months, and it was set to be the biggest haul of his career. He and all of his crew would be walking away with at least two mil’ each. He wasn’t about to bail out now.

So, Len continued on. However, he couldn’t help but throw glances over his shoulder as he dismounted his bike and grabbed the liquid nitrogen containers to bust open the door. And when the red blur did, in fact, come rushing to the rescue, Len didn’t hang around to check it out as he’d done in his dream. He jumped on his bike and got the hell out of dodge, mask still firmly in place.

Back at the safe house, Len’s mind was spinning. His dream… it couldn’t have been real. Could it? It wasn’t possible. But neither was the red blur which had interrupted his heist. Len stared at the screen, the surveillance footage he’d swiped from the van playing under his sharp gaze. It was exactly as Len had remembered it in his dream. Everything was happening in precisely the same way. The thought made Len’s stomach twist into knots. If the dream was real… then that meant that Len had only eighteen months left before he died.

But, what a hell of an eighteen months they would be: becoming Captain Cold, going up against the mob, getting rid of Lewis once and for all, travelling through time, and doing and taking whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.

Well, almost…

There was one thing that Len found himself wanting desperately. One person. Someone that Len would have never expected to fall for…

And Len supposed that that was it: that was how he could find out, once and for all, whether this dream of his was coming true or not. Len would have to track down Barry Allen. If he was real, then this whole thing, whatever it was, must be real too.

That was how he found himself inside CC Jitters the next morning, waiting on an impossible man.

His dream-self had done surveillance on Barry from the moment he’d squeezed the man’s name from Cisco’s lips. Months of monitoring his comings and goings. He’d learnt everything that he possibly could about Barry, stopping only once Len had found the young man getting cosy with a female cop and noticed the way his gut twisted with jealousy at the sight of the pair… But that wouldn’t be for another year yet.

In Len’s dream, the Flash had frequented this coffee shop day in and day out. So, if Len wanted to run into him, then this was the place to do it.

Len didn’t have long to wait before the door opened and in walked Barry Allen and Iris West. Iris patted her friend on the shoulder and moved behind the counter to put on an apron. But Len’s eyes were trained on Barry. He was dressed like a preschool teacher in a sweater vest and shirt with a pair of slim-fit jeans. It looked good on him, though Len would be surprised if he found anything that looked bad on this man.

The goody type didn’t usually do it for Len, but there was so much more to Barry than met the eye and thus, regardless, Len found his heart racing frantically against his chest. Though, maybe his reaction was less about seeing Barry again and more about the crushing realisation that his dream had been real.

Len couldn’t understand how that was possible. He’d dreamt about the future. But how? He wasn’t a meta… was he?

Barry was leaning on the counter now and talking to his friend. From this angle, Len could just about see the grin on the Flash’s face. One part of Len wanted to stay and watch this impossible man some more, but another part of him needed time to think things over. Getting up, Len shrugged his coat back on over his shoulders and made to leave the café. But then someone was tripping up and crashing into him.

Len stumbled, shooting a hand out to a nearby post, and steadying himself and the other man before they both went hurtling to the floor. He looked down to find Barry Allen’s big green eyes looking back up at him, the to-go cup he’d been holding slipping to the floor and spilling all over Len’s shoes. Though, Len realised he didn’t quite mind that. He could always buy a new pair.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry!” Barry said, pulling himself up. “I was backing up, and I wasn’t looking where I was going. And I… I’ll pay for your dry cleaning!” Barry continued. Len looked down at himself, seeing that some of the coffee had indeed also splattered against his new coat. Len didn’t mind that either. Barry twisted to grab his wallet from his jeans pocket, and Len realised he was still holding onto Barry’s shoulder; he quickly let go.

“They’re only clothes,” Len said. He sounded breathless. He was breathless. Len was working without a plan here, and he always had a plan. He hadn’t intended to meet Barry today, but now that he had… "Let me buy you another drink,” Len said, slipping into his drawl like putting on a good pair of gloves. He watched Barry closely and was happy to see a brush of colour sweep across the younger man’s cheeks.

"But, I was the one who bumped into you,” Barry protested, still holding his wallet as though he was going to insist on paying. Len placed his hand purposefully over Barry’s.

"Yeah, you were," Len said, smirking. He enjoyed the way that Barry grinned at him in return. Their relationship in the dream had been much more difficult. But this? This was easy. "You look like a caramel latte, kind of guy."

"How did you know?"

"Call it a hunch," Len shrugged. The truth was, he remembered it being Barry’s go-to drink in his dream. Though, his friends would often order a Flash for him as a joke. Len would have liked to make that same joke now, but that particular drink wasn’t on the menu… yet. “Also,” Len said, dipping down to pick the spilt disposable coffee cup up off the floor, "it's written on your cup."

"Oh, right," Barry laughed. Len, smirk still in place, stepped around the spill to toss the now-empty cup in the trash at the same time that Iris came over with a mop. Barry apologised to her, but she only gave Barry a not-so-subtle wink and nodded with her head for Barry to follow Len to the counter. Barry had turned an even brighter shade of red by this point.

Len ordered the man’s drink and then leant back against the counter, elbows propped up behind him and taking his time to slowly look Barry up and down.

“So, Barry, do you make a habit of running into people at coffee shops or am I just lucky?” Len drawled, and Barry scratched nervously at the back of his neck.

“Well, I try not to,” Barry laughed. “Not everyone’s as nice about it as you are,” he said, and Len almost burst out laughing. He didn’t think anyone had ever called him ‘nice’ before. “Wait, you know my name?” Barry asked. But he quickly shook his head and tapped his crown in a ‘duh’ gesture. “The coffee cup,” he said, answering his own question. “Though, now I’m at a disadvantage because I don’t know your name.”

“Hmm,” Len uttered. He leisurely looked Barry up and down one last time, drawing it out and enjoying how the younger man squirmed under his gaze. “I think we can rectify that,” Len said eventually, then he quickly pushed back off the counter and turned around to grab a napkin. He took a pen out of his coat pocket and scrawled his name and number down. By the time he was done, Barry’s order was ready, so he handed both the cup and napkin to the speedster at the same time. "You can run into me anytime, Barry," he winked and then sauntered out of the coffee shop before Barry could do anything more than blush.

[flas]

digital concept art of earth-x leonard snart and earth-2 barry allen

[holycafe]

Leonard: uh, excuse me, Barry. The only good I ever had in me was you.

there was no onscreen funeral for leonard snart because the writers know that barry would make some sappy speech about how he knew leonard had good in him and is proud of him for dying a hero and leonard snart would come back from the dead to prove him wrong purely out of spite

[lupines-slash-recs]

Canon: The Flash/DCCW Pairing: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart Rating: Teen [PG] Word Count: 5,226 Summary: Even if he doesn't want to admit it, it's obvious (to just about everyone) that Len has a crush on the Flash. (Or, Five people who are amused by Leonard’s crush on Barry and one who finds it to be very serious business.)

Rec: Cutest thing ever. Seriously, Len being all smitten and everyone, but everyone catching on, priceless.

{More recs for this fandom can be found here, and the pairing here.}

[aquafolie]

Coldflash week day 6: Pining

Waverider Blues, a fanfic by @pieprincess-andthe-fallenangel

[missfrenchygirl]

What the writers say: Barry is taking a break with Iris because he thinks that'll help him embrace the future and as such save the woman he loves

What I hear: Barry is breaking up with Iris after seeing Leonard Snart in the speed force

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Leonard Snart is very unimpressed with his boyfriend's ideas for a fun evening. He doesn't think that dying again sounds like a good time.

[lia483]

Day Three, Forced to Work Together

[goingphlash]

Miraculous Coldflash AU

Starring:

Barry as Marinette

Leonard as Adrien

PLEASE CONSIDER!

@coldtomyflash @crimsondomingo @veganpunkers @coldflashtrash @coldflash-lenarry

[holycafe]

Coldflash Week Fall 2019: Sugar Daddy / Identity Reveal / Different 1st Meeting

I have a lot of edits and fics for this ship as well as destiel, sterek, etc. My masterposts can be found here. If you’re on a desktop site then you can just jump on over to my page to view the rest of my coldflash edits.

I’ve had this idea for about a year or so and have officially decided that I will never get around to writing it, so consider this a writing prompt. If you feel inspired to carry the story on then be my guest but please give credit!

Summary: The name Snart was well-known in the criminal underworld: everyone who was anyone knew the man behind the name as an infamous thief who liked to push the buttons of even the most feared criminals and somehow managed to dodge the police at every turn. But in private, Len preferred the name Miller. Leonard Snart was a cold-hearted crook who would kill anyone who got in his way. But Leonard Miller was the suave businessman who had fallen in love with Barry Allen.

In Len’s defence, he hadn’t known that Barry was a newly hired CSI, nor that his foster father was the very same Detective that had been hunting Len for the past ten years, when he took Barry home that first night. But maybe, just maybe, Barry was worth the risk.

AKA, just another pre-canon AU where Len and Barry were dating before the particle accelerator explosion.

“Here,” Len said, taking a credit card out of his wallet and handing it to Barry. “Buy yourself something pretty,” he laughed, and Barry frowned at him.

“I don’t need a sugar daddy, Len,” he muttered, sounding offended, and Len sighed. Maybe he shouldn’t have joked about such a sensitive issue.

“I know that. But you just said yourself that you’re in debt. And I have more money than I know what to do with,” Len elaborated, sure that Barry couldn’t know just how true that statement was. “If I’m not spending it on myself, then is it really so bad if I spend a little on my boyfriend?” He drawled and pushed the card into Barry’s hands. Barry frowned down at it for a second, seeming conflicted, then his brow furrowed even deeper as he looked up at Len.

“This says Leonard Snart,” Barry stated, though it sounded more like a question. For a moment, Len didn’t understand what the issue was. But then he realised his mistake. Barry knew him as Leonard Miller.

“Snart… is my real name,” Len carefully admitted, trying his best not to close his face off, and Barry looked very sad all of a sudden.

“You gave me a fake name? Barry asked slowly, and Len resisted the urge to bang his head against the wall: how could he have been so stupid? “Why?” He asked. Before Len could give an answer, Barry was talking again. Rambling uncomfortably and taking a step back. “People don’t just give out fake names for no reason. You don’t just tell your boyfriend a false name unless you’re hiding something.

“Oh, God. Oh God, you’re married, aren’t you?” Barry continued, getting a little frantic. “I knew this was too good to be true. I’m the other woman, aren’t I? Oh God, I can’t believe-”

“Barry,” Len cut him off as he saw the younger man working himself up. “Number one, I’m not married. Nor have I ever been,” he insisted. Barry was looking at him with those big sad puppy eyes of his, and it made Len’s heart twinge. How had he fallen so hard for this man? “And two, you’re not a woman,” he teased.

“It’s a figure of speech, Len!” Barry all but shouted. But then his fretting turned into something calmer, something more assessing, something that maybe worried Len. “Then, why?” Barry asked. “Because, if you’re not married, then the only other reason I can think of is,” that he’s a criminal. Len didn’t let Barry say the words aloud. He didn’t want to have to lie and deny them; he knew they weren’t ready for that particular conversation just yet. So, instead, Len admitted something that he hadn’t actually talked about to anyone other than Lisa in over 20 years.

“I didn’t have a happy childhood,” Len said. He paused, his eyes trained on Barry’s face as he watched the young CSI piece together Len’s meaning. “My mum died when I was young and my Dad… he wasn’t exactly the loving type.” Len watched as Barry’s eyes flicked down to the scar on Len’s chest, currently covered by both tattoo and clothes. “When he finally went to jail, I started going by Miller. It’s my mother’s maiden name. I just never got around to legally changing it.”

[ao3feed-coldflash]

"Siamo io e te, Scarlet"

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2nKRDwY

by Lia483

A Barry Allen erano davvero accadute le cose più strane nella sua vita, tra metaumani e alieni, altre terre e dimensioni parallele, ma quella era di sicuro salita nella top 5 delle stranezze, vicino a Gorilla City e al finire dentro un vero musical. Scambiarsi di corpo con il proprio fidanzato, però, andava ben oltre le sue peggiori avventure. O forse no.

Day Four, Body Swap

Words: 1815, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Italiano

Series: Part 4 of #coldflash2017A in Italian

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Leonard Snart

Relationships: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart

Additional Tags: Coldflash Week 2017, coldflash2017A, coldflash - Freeform, Lenarry - Freeform, Bodyswap, PWP, Established Relationship, Domestic Barry Allen/Leonard Snart, Barry Allen is Leonard Snart, Leonard Snart is Barry Allen, Smut, Porn, Metahuman Leonard Snart, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Hand Jobs, Fluff and Smut

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2nKRDwY

[flas]

[deeafrotailmisstress]

7-11 for any OC of your choice! :D

7: Does your OC have any irrational phobias?

Moki: The old tauren will tell you that he most definitely isn’t ever afraid of riding a flying mount. Nope. Never. Why would you even suggest such a thing. It most certainly isn’t because of an extremely bad incident that happened once when he rode one for the first time, that is absolutely preposterous.8: How is/was your OC’s relationship with their parents?

Mal: that is not an easy question haha. Back when Mal was younger, her parents were strong, well-known druids who were really conservative, in terms of both being xenophobic and upholding the rights and strength of the Night Elf empire. So Mal and her parents didn't really see eye to eye on most things, and with Lenarri (her twin sister) being the favorite child since she ended up being a more renowned druid prodigy, Mal just avoided them at all costs. After she left, she isn't even sure if her parents are still alive or not.9: Does your OC feel a pressure to achieve or are they content and calm with doing what they can at the moment?

Olka: I would say...that she feels pretty calm with what she is doing, but at the same time she feels a bit tense about what she can try to achieve. She’s still wondering if she should pursue her skills in shaman-ism further, or if she should simply continue with her career in performing since she likes to do it.

10: Does your OC guard their emotions by being tough? If not how would they?

Moki: yeah, he’s got his emotions pretty much in tight control and over it is a thick layer of gruffness and tough attitude. But he really is a gentlemen, so he isn’t a douche when conversing to, it’s just that you shouldn’t expect him to be open and upfront immediately upon interacting11: How would your OC react to hearing they’re adopted?

Jaz: I would imagine that she would be quite devastated at first, having to let it sink in that the parents she had idolised for the majority of her life aren’t even hers. Then she would get angry and curious about finding out who her real parents are and if they were even Darkspear.

(soz for taking so long, but thnx for the asks!

[lupines-slash-recs]

Canon: The Flash/Legends of Tomorrow/DCCW Pairing: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart Rating: Teen [PG] Word Count: 3,785 Summary: Leo is what Lewis called Len. Fine when he was a child, but the name roils in his gut to hear as an adult, especially after his father's death and traveling through time. When a man from his father's past uses the name, everything in Len snaps, and it takes Mick and Barry to rein him in and help him heal in the aftermath. For Barry, it seems there might be something more than respect for his nemesis that draws him to Len's defense.

Rec: Boy, the thought of Barry trying to look like muscle is the funniest thing ever. I'm not saying that he couldn't throw down but he always looks as intimidating as a week old puppy.

{More recs for this fandom can be found here, and the pairing here.}