#westallen fluff

[jackiequick]

Meet The Wells - Harry Wells Fic

Tv Show: The Flash

Setting: Season 4

Pairing: Harrison ‘Harry’ Wells x Leanna ‘Lea’ O’Conner

Featuring: One of the best characters on the show, Cisco Ramon!

—-

The morning everything pretty well. Team Flash was doing their usual work at S.T.A.R LABS. Discussing lunch breaks, new metas they possibly discovered, new experiments to create and plans for the weekend. That was until Harry mentioned friends.

Cisco sat up, “No he’s delusional. That’s because the lack of sleep he’s has been having. Uh, Harry friends are in here!”

Caitlin looked at Barry, who stood there confused, guessing that he’s being sarcastic.

“I got friends other than you guys! You will meet them.” Harry respond, siping his morning coffee.

Cisco gave his second girl a look and asked, “Lea help.”

“I-i know nothing about this.” Lea admitted with her hands up in defense.

“Ramon, believes i don’t got any friends. When i clearly do.” Harry yelled and sighed, typing away on his keyboard, “You told me to go make some friends, right?”

Cisco yelled back, “Yeah but last time i checked, you don’t have any friends besides us!”

Leanna who was tinkering with her tools looked up and nodded, “Yup! I did tell you that. Actually I’m curious to meet your friends, but I gotta hand some paperwork over to Joe first.”

She stood up, giving her boyfriend of 3 years now, a quick kiss on the cheek, in which Harry wraps his hand around her waist pulling her in for one more starling kiss. Clearly he was excited for today.

——

Cisco and Harry were in the speed lab being introduced to their scientific ragtag team of friends. But it wasn’t what Cisco suspected Harry’s friends to be. One of them even practically threw Cisco Ramon out of the speed lab for being annoyed and offended. Lea walked in, confused onto why her best friend ran out of there but her confusion came to a pause after what she see saw.

There stood right in front of her brown eyes the doppelgängers of Harrison Wells. Not 1, not 2, but 3 Harrison Wells in the speed lab. And if add Harry, that makes 4! In total stood 4 very different variants of Harrison Wells, going from one with gray hair and a turtleneck to one with war general uniform like he just lost an eyeball for God’s sakes.

She didn’t know to laugh at how insane this is or internally whine about this little endeavor being oddly weird for her. But at the same time she was very much integrated into this new situation. She met versions of Wells beforehand but this was completely different. Before she can even say a word or pull together another set of thoughts, when a voice called out to her. More or less a catcall followed by a cheeky whistle.

“Who is this little beauty queen? She’s finer than a flower on a summer morning!” Yelled out a rusty almost burnt blonde Wells in a red rode and slippers.

Lea didn’t realize they were staring at her that moment, quickly fixing her dark gray shirt with tiny daisies scattered all over and dark jacket she borrowed from her friend, Caitlin Snow, earlier that week. She firstly mouth a small “What the fuck?” to Harry as he jogged over swiftly taking her hand with ease. The man was clearly excited about this.

“Honey, come meet my new friend!” He exclaimed holding a grin, returning back to earlier spot but this time with her next to him, “This is Harrison Wolfgang Wells, H. Lothario Wells and Wells 2.0. Men, this is Leanna O’Conner.”

All 3 of them smiled at the lady. Wolfgang Wells stayed wondering his eyes at the brunette, as if he trying to pin point something in particular.

Lea had to just smile politically for the 3 idiots to go sight seeing on her, if allowed. Without a second later the women dragging Harry out into the hallway for a quick chat.

“Harry, honey, what the hell?!” She whispered yelled.

“What the hell? What do you mean ‘what the hell?’?” He whispered yell back.

“Are you out of your mind? Have you officially lost your marbles?!”

“You asked me to make some friends and that’s exactly what I did!”

“When I told you to make friends, I didn’t mean with yourself!”

“They’re technically NOT me! They’re my double hitting doppelgängers from other earths and one of the biggest baddest brightest mind out there.”

“Again! There’s literally 3 of you in that room, all three of them ready to make goo goo eyes at me and oh yeah, one of you is enough but a friend group of Wells that’s just—”

“Sweetie I can handle this. There is nothing to worry about, they’re just charming and intelligent people with different kinds of backgrounds. It’s gonna go great. I promise.”

“You promise? Cause—”

“Lea it’s fine! I got this.”

————

Once the couple walked back in, Lea announced the plan with Harry, but the second they all heard her voice they looked at her like 3 somewhat trained dogs. Harry had to scuff down a laugh, snorting a smidge.

Sandy hair blonde Wells aka H. Lothario Wells, grinned at her. He found her pretty and said, “Say, gorgeous you got any sisters? Or are you free this Sunday night?”

She blushed chuckling as she shook her head ‘No’ as Harry face them with a glare saying that Lea was HIS girlfriend. So hands off fellas!

Wells 2.0 spoke up, “I had a Lana on my earth…”

“Really? How was I like?” Lea asked, her eyes perked up curious about the answer.

“I wouldn’t know, she died or was it that she left the country? Oh well, i don’t remember! Ladies on my earth aren’t as nice looking as you.”

——————

The four of them kept talking, mainly Harry and his doubles, Lea just stayed sitting back writing on her iPad a few notes on an old equipment and equations. She listened every once in a awhile to their conversation, walking in and out of the lab to other part of the building or heading down to Jitters for some java.

Blowing a kiss to all 3 copies of Wells as she left. All of them stayed with a loopy and cheeky smiles after that. Harry Wells was the lucky one, he actually got a kiss of the cheek.

Returning with a coffee for her boyfriend, after handing one to Caitlin and Cisco she heard it. “Annie..” said the voice. It belongs to Wolfgang Wells, who staying eyeing her for the moment due stepped into the room in the first place. She rarely heard that nickname tossed around but it been said plenty of times beforehand. Only Cisco or Barry will throw that nickname out.

“That’s Leanna, not Annie, can you believe this guy fellas?” Replied Sandy Wells with a chuckling, figuring his doppelgänger was nuts in the head or something.

“No, Annie O’Conner..” Wolfgang Wells said once again with curiosity and confidence in his tone.

“Yeah he’s right.” Lea confirmed his wording, “Did you know a version of me, on your Earth?”

“My wife.”

“We’re married?”

Harry’s eyes darted towards them, mumbling, “You married a verison of her? When?”

“Yeah but I left her. Too much of a handful.” Wolfgang said with a shrug.

Lea gasped, “HANDFUL? I will have you know that I’m not a handful, you guys are. No offense, Harry..”

Wolfgang snickered, “You sound like her too! I left her cause we fell out of love, she was too uptight and I was too busy to care.”

“OUCH!”

“But I think still love her very much. Still, love is love. I think we all got a verison of this lady on our earths, right?”

Sandy Wells chuckled, “Mhmmmm! I do. She’s my 2 A.M bootycall. Speaking of which…”

Just like that, blondie wells was gone saying he got business to take care of. Leanna jaw dropped, meanwhile Harry held back a little smile, grabbing everyone’s attention back to the matter at hand.

All 3 men went back to work. But the looks Wolfgang and 2.0 didn’t go unnoticed, glancing at the half Asian brunette every once in a while. Both men saw something in her, and they liked it. Harry had to snap their towards himself instead and looping a hand on his girlfriend’s waist to signify that once again she’s taken!

The men were talking over one another and bickering more often than not about the topic. Honestly it was kinda hilarious.

Cisco walked in soon enough with a smile, “Soo Council Of Wells, how are we doing? Any progress or we just chitchatting about who’s smarter?” 

Leanna chuckled at the last part, because half of it was true.

Harry on the other hand groaned in annoyance, “It’s not going anywhere! We can’t even agree on what method to use.”

“What? You had an entire day.”

“I know! I know!”

“Is it cause Lana is distracting them?”

This time Lea spoke up, “HEY! Right here you know?! First we’re complimenting me, then you’re treating me like a diamond in the rough and now you’re insulting me?! What is it? Leanna Day and I didn’t get the memo?!”

“Well welcome to my life, girlfriend! Theses guys love to do the same thing to me! Ain’t so easy, isn’t it?” Cisco repiled back, tossing her a glare.

“Ohhh, so this is the way your framing this, huh?”

“I guess so, Annie!”

“Cisco I swear—!”

“Wait?”

“What?” Harry asked.

“Isn’t there a 3rd one? Isn’t there 3 of—”

He pointed out there was only 2 Wells standing there, not the original 3 from the beginning of the day. Harry was about to say something about it but as if on cue, Sandy haired Wells reappeared with a cheeky grin blabbing on about something.

Sandy turned toward the trio with a smile, “Oh sorry! Had to take care of some off camera business—”

“OHH MY GOD!” Cisco shouted holding a hand, covering whatever it was he didn’t want to see.

This Wells had his pants down, showing everything his mother gave him. Harry tried to looked away, his face accidentally saw it. Leanna just blinked, gasping as she turned around burying his face in her boyfriend’s black shirt.

“What?” Asked Sandy Wells softly , confused.

“I can see your Frank and beans.” Said Wolfgang, looking rather uncomfortable.

“Come on, now. Do my best thinkin' commando,” Sandy defends himself with a shrug, “Plus, it ain't like we all haven't seen it before. Especially, you little missy.”

“I haven’t seen it!” Cisco yelled, sounding funny and offended by the fact.

He shoots a wink Leanna’s way and she feel like she can’t help but peek her face towards all the men in the room. She saw so much more than clearly expected today! Like Jesus Christ! She rested her head, still sorta hiding her face in her boyfriends shirt.

She didn’t look confident or heroic in that moment.

Harry placed a comforting hand on her head, holding his lady while smiling at her embraced blushing and embarrassment.

Cisco held back a couple of laughs, “Aww! You’re traumatizing the poor girl! But seriously, dude put that away..please.”

Wolfgang agreed with Cisco for once.

“Ah, you Earth Folks. You are so uptight.” Sandy replied pulling up his pants.

“Ah, alright! Can we get back to the take at hand? We need answers.”

Suddenly all men started throwing out suggestions left and right, speaking over one another not allowing Cisco nor Harry to keep a full sentence in.

Lea’s ears were ringing loudly and she groaned in annoyance, “Okay! That’s enough!”

“Enough? We’re just getting started!” Add 2.0 Wells, in which causing another explosion of words being thrown around.

Clearly Harry was losing it having enough of this shit and yelled, “Guys! Guys! Ga—gentlemen!” Grabbing all their attention he continued, “Clearly this isn’t working. And just for the record, it’s not me, it’s you.”

With a simple push of a button, all three holograms disappeared, leaving the trio to themselves.

“This, was a bad idea.” Harry said walking back, placing his hands on his girlfriend’s shoulders whispering, “You okay?”

“It’s like your junk was burnt into my brain.” Cisco answered instead.

“Your welcome.”

Leanna did not answer or add into the previous statement, just walking out with a hand covering her ears silently. Harry and Cisco shared a tired look, figuring something bothered her..

——

Him and Cisco were talking for a bit, the genius still grumbling about what happened. That he needed to accept the facts and himself, since they are technically his doppelgängers but still. He didn’t truly like it too much.

Until he found her.

Harry found his girlfriend in his lab, scribbling in a notebook wearing her noise canceling headphones, that both him and Cisco carefully crafted her due to her meta human abilities, and playing with her bangs.

He sighed, knowing she was flashed today and practically felt just as insulted as he was. But because Leanna was more of a sensitive soul in the relationship, rather busy lately with Iris’s wedding planning, and helping the team with their issues. Along with the overheating bickering wasn’t probably too pleasant to her ears.

He winced, taking a marker to the whiteboard and tapping it against the clear sided screen. Harry walked over to her, tapping her shoulder and simply asked, “Hey, are you alright?”

“Hm?” She asked, removing her headphone registering what he said and chuckled, “Oh! Yeah honey I’m fine.”

“Isn’t that my line? Lea, honey, what happened? You kinda snapped at them.”

“Yeah well, so did you!…I, uh, umm wasn’t expecting today. Part of me knew something was gonna happen! I felt like I was being pulled left and right. I mean 4 Wells in one room, that’s overwhelmingly surprising and kinda chaotic..no offense.”

“None taken! They are just huge self minded, idiots. Uptight, roughly insulting, snooty and just jerks. I—I didn’t think it would go like that! Hell they flashed you and choose to make eyes at you the whole time. Treated you like you were an prize to be won and be thrown away…no one was paying attention to anything and just talking over one another! Jesus…”

Leanna stayed quiet hearing him rant about how he felt about the situation and the protection his mind created, recognizing things she didn’t notice until now. It made her feel better, knowing that she got the best Wells in the multiverse. All he wanted was to make some more friends and figure out a way to help with his teammates issues.

But instead, he realized that rather became a host and solid choice for a complete conversation than the other guys. He also felt sorta good about himself being one to unlock the door to an O’Conner’s heart unlike his counterpart.

“I uh, don’t take you for granted, you know?” Harry said, with a soft grin.

“I figured as much. You stayed.” She replied with a tired smile.

“Wolfgang had a version of you then lost you, 2.0 Wells was just gah not—the best thing with women and uh, Lothario was something else where uh, you know!”

Lea chuckled and nodded, “Oh I know! I..I know!”

Harry couldn’t help but laugh, “But in all seriousness, Leanna I love you and I’m so sorry you had to deal with that—us, today.”

“I’ve been part of Team Flash for so long, where something like that shouldn’t surprise me but it did. It was chaotic chapter for the books, but I really hope that doesn’t happen again!”

“It better not! I can’t take another moment with those guys. They’re one of the most annoying minds of the multiverse!”

“Harry, honey..”

“What?

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

She stood up from her chair, wrapped her arms around his middle and looked up at the man gently grinning. He looked down at her, placing a hand on the small of her back, smiled softly confused since she left her second line incomplete.

“For being you! You came to this Earth and took it as it is, trying to help it. And those idiots, didn’t have to FaceTime us but they did. Because you would’ve done the same thing.” She added.

“Of course I’ve would’ve, I kinda like you guys. Especially you and Dr. Snow.” Harry admitted.

“Most importantly, you fell for me. All those other versions of Lea and Wells don’t know what they’re missing.”

“Well, technically, this wasn’t planned. I came to another earth for one goal. But we sorta happened.”

“Do you regret it?”

He leaned down, cupping her cheek a bit, “No.”

“Why’s that?” She asked, leaning in.

“Because it proves my multiverse theory. Every version of you or me, ends up being with an such interesting partner.”

“I love that theory.”

“I know you do.”

Harry closed the space between them, tossing in a few solid pecks of Lea’s waiting lips. A couple of sweet nothings and laughs were thrown into the mix, chatting about getting Big Belly Burger later.

When suddenly..

“Oh come on!”

Came Cisco’s voice, standing at the door with his hands on his hips.

“Seriously? Y’all didn’t need my help making her feel better.” Cisco said.

Lea snorted and smiled, as Harry tossed his friend a playful grin, only ever reserved for Cisco Ramon. 

“We’re heading to Big Belly Burger later, you coming?” asked Lea.

“Oh hell yes!” He replied, replacing the frown with a smile, snatched up his friend from Harry into his arms for a hug and yelling, “She was mine first.”

——

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[kukos-satellite]

I’m literally trying to come up with series that’s not the trope friends to lovers and it’s been very difficult

I got friends —> lovers in different fonts, HELP ME. WestAllen, you did something to me, I’m not mad but I’m NEEDING other tropes 😭

The first series isn’t modeled after WestAllen, but instead it’s FrostFlash (which is Caitlin (Frost) x Barry)

The second one is modeled after WestAllen and Klance (which is Iris x Barry and Keith x Lance)

[nopes--and--dreams]

Hard to choose between "barrisco fluff", "Eobruce", "Mister West" (which I assume is a Westallen art), and "Thawne". Maybe Barrisco, because you're usually a comicsverse artist, so I didn't expect them on the list and is now kinda intrigued. (I mean, I don't know, maybe it's a comics!Barry/comics!Vibe somehow...)

Barrisco fluff is my half of an art trade and I need to get it DONE ALREADY but it’s Barry kissing Cisco who has his head in Barry’s lap and is playing a videogame. Peek

[dcfanfictioncatalogue]

hey i just wanna say ur blog is great and sooo useful!! do you have any good flashfam recs?

I am so sorry this took a month to answer -- the answer WAS no, but I have spent literally forever digging through ao3. this ask was also a little vague, as I am not the Most familiar person in the world with flashfam, but I tried my best. I'm sort of afraid you've already read all of these, but oh well. if you would like to send another ask in requesting a specific character or relationship pairing (platonic/familial/romantic) I would definitely be able to get that to you faster.

at the beep, by FromStarstuff ( @blackbatcass ). 5k, G, background wallinda. fic summary: voicemails from the flashfamily. my notes: CUTE!! solid fluff that still manages to be accurate to their characterization and dynamics, I had a very good time and genuinely laughed out loud at some points. this user has some more dc fics -- not all flashfam, but all VERY good.

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Iris West and the Multiple Resurrections of Eobard Thawne, by poppiesandsunflowers ( @wallylinda ). 10k, T, westallen/newsflash. fic summary: family bonding is when you bury the body of a time-traveler together, over and over and over again. my notes: like, this is obviously the ICONIC one by this user, but she has SO many GOOD fics so please click on the user link and scroll through the flash comics tag!! I didn't want to spam this rec list with just one user so I just picked one, but her writing is really so good.

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you aren't always the best, but you're mine., by lazarusfell ( @gretahayes ). 4.7k, NR, gen. fic summary: bart has known his big cousin for exactly thirty-five minutes and twelve seconds. in that time, bart's learnt two things. one: wally hates him completely. two: bart may as well do the same. my notes: MAN. bart and wally's complicated relationship!!!!! it's so hard to find fics that tackle this in a meaningful way and AURGH this is everything I love the characterization here

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One Step At a Time, by novakid. 18.7k, T, gen. fic summary: thaddeus thawne spends years imprisoned as a living statue until bart allen releases him and pleads a case for his reformation. my notes: thad-centric, but we get the whole flashfam as he tries to integrate himself into it, and mannn do stories about reformation always get me, I loved this one. plus this author has more flashfam stories as well !!

ask box is open for requests ++ find my fic rec libraries organized here

[shrinkthisviolet]

Westallen and Snowest for the Ship Ask Game?

Westallen: Ship It!

What made you ship it? I was hooked from the first season! ...at least in the sense that I figured they'd be canon eventually, they were the endgame I always rooted for, and I'd happily enjoy the ride until then (in the meantime, I very much enjoyed Westhawne in s1 and cried when Eddie died. I expect this rewatch will go the same way 😭)

What are your favorite things about the ship? "(best) friends to lovers" is my favorite romance trope, and I love when the show really showed that they were in fact best friends in love (s5 and beyond sorta lost this thread, but s3 and s4 did this well) 💞 the way they'd tease each other, high-five like kids over landing a wedding venue, banter and flirt...just AHHH their banter is so, so great when the writing lets it shine (and the Flash/Iris banter in s1 was great too!)

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? The 1x15 kiss being their big kiss is kinda sad tbh. I get that it was a big moment for them and all, and it's a great rebuttal to the morons who think that Iris loved the Flash and not Barry (though there are plenty of other moments that show this too) but like...sorry, cheating (especially both of them cheating) isn't romantic to me and never will be (and YES I know about the punching bag scene, okay, I have eyes, BUT that was not intentionally romantic. The 1x15 kiss was!). To me, their Big Damn Kiss in canon was that sunlit kiss on the porch

Snowest: Ship It!

What made you ship it? Spite at first, honestly. Iris and Caitlin get pitted against each other so often by shippers, it's exhausting. And then I read Milk and Sugar by @fezwearingjellybananas (literally THE Snowest fic series of all time) and suddenly something clicked for real. I've been aboard this ship ever since 💞

What are your favorite things about the ship? They're a very opposites attract type of ship, but in a way that I think works! Caitlin is more guarded and awkward, and although Iris can also be guarded at times, she's generally more outgoing and confident. I've always believed the headcanon that Caitlin struggles with making female friends - due to her upbringing, the mom she grew up with, that makes perfect sense to me. So having a girlfriend like Iris, the It Girl who nevertheless is warm and generous to everyone and gets through Caitlin's defenses (Caitlin, who is cold and aloof as a defense mechanism learned from her mother)...ooh I LOVE THAT! Plus, they're also both similar: no-nonsense pacifists who will throw down if necessary. So not total opposites - they're similar enough to really work as a couple

also, established Snowest would provide some great angst for the s3 Killer Frost plotline...whether you go with canon's interpretation of "oh no Caitlin and KF are different people", or my preferred interpretation of "they're the same person" 👀 alternatively, Iris's warmth getting through Caitlin/KF's cold exterior could be a bit of fluff in the midst of angst. I sorta tapped into the latter with this prompt fill, tho ofc that's with them as friends rather than as a ship

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? That it's Caitlin's best non-canon ship 🤷‍♀️ also, even from a platonic perspective, the show should've given them more friendship moments - aside from s1 and s4, we get scraps, and it's so sad

ship ask game!

[habibialkaysani]

trope selection tag game

saw @laufire doing this and thought it looked fun :)

enemies to lovers or friends to lovers - ofc as a kathony fan I go with enemies to lovers, but I am 1000% a fan of friends to lovers when it's done right. there is just something so *chef's kiss* about both of these tropes tho and the switch that happens, that change in how two people see each other, that I legit can't get enough of <3

coffee shop au or flower shop au - I read the most amaaaazing westallen coffee shop au forever ago: gold, when you find me by @mmtions where barry is a coffee shop owner on the side when he's not the flash, and iris is a journalist who writes bad comics lol. I am partial to flower shop aus tho, @newtonsheffield's kathony florist au is excellent.

hurt/comfort or there was only one bed - I fucking love angst and hurt/comfort just hits all the right spots for me... the vulnerability??? bonus points if there's some whump???

found family or partners in crime - found family for the WIN! mostly because it reflects a lot of what I've experienced irl which is nice.

canon compliant or canon divergent - I love both tbh, but for writing, I tend to write canon compliant or canon fix-its that don't have enough impact on canon to be considered canon divergent (like this kathony one where kate and anthony weren't interrupted by newton)

domesticity or pwp - I write enough of it that it's kind of a given lol. I guess bonus points if it's pwp domesticity tho!

fluff or angst with a happy ending - I love angst with a happy ending bc it's like... you kinda had to work for it, if you get what I mean? whereas pure fluff, it depends.

1st person pov or 3rd person pov - I love 1st person in original fiction but I must admit I have yet to find an example where I don't find it jarring in fic. /@laufire

soulmates or forbidden love - I adore soulmates - whether soulmarks, soulmate aus where the world becomes in colour when you meet your soulmate, etc. esp when writers get really invested in the lore of the soulmate thing like this one and this one by antematter and then characters become emotionally constipated over not thinking they've found their soulmate or being stupid about it. so good.

roommates or fake dating - fake dating can be fun. Especially if it's for undercover shenanigans. /@laufire

slow burn or meet-cute - the slow burn is the BEST because the YEARNING and ANGST that comes with it. I love a good meet cute too, and as you can tell I'm a huge fan of tropes generally, but the slow burn becomes interesting as to what's stopping them from getting together - whether because they're enemies, or friends, or there's something forbidden about their love.

love triangle or polyamorous relationship - I love love LOVE love triangles! they get a bad rep in media but they are messy af and I just have way too much fun with them. I love a good polyam relationship tho.

royalty au or magic au - I have enjoyed a couple of royalty aus immensely - this bodyguard!anthony and princess!kate fic by @newtonsheffield (you can tell I'm a fan lol) and this one with queen kathani by @writtenbygracewilliams is bloody amazing.

high school/college au or neighbours au - I don't have a huge preference for either? but I did read a lovely neighbours au by @newtonsheffield where kate goes to anthony's flat to ask him to zip up her dress that makes me enjoy that one a lot more.

mutual pining or idiots to lovers - I fucking LOVE both of these tropes! esp when it involves two ladies bc that means double the useless lesbians :D but also I have a soft spot for dumbasses in love esp when it's mutual pining and they both think it's unrequited. that stuff is the BEST.

tagging: @ihaveastorminme @laurelwinchester @sophiainspace and anyone else who wants to do this!

[theartofdreaming1]

AO3 Tagging Game

Thank you, @nnschneider for tagging me! 💕

Rules: go to your AO3 account and find the following:

1. What rating do you write most of your fics under?

My fics are generally rated T - I'm sure most of it could be tagged as G actually, but I tend to just go for T, so I don't have to worry about using swear words 😅

2. What are your top three fandoms?

Out of the 30 fics I've uploaded to my AO3 account, 23 are part of the Flash (TV series) fandom, 5 belong to the Batman (Comics) and 3 to the Nightwing (Comics) fandom

(The Nightwing and Batman fics overlap, though - bascially, the 5 Batman fics can be split into 3 Nightwing and 2 Catwoman fics)

3. What is the top character you write about?

Well, if we're going by sheer quantity, it has got to be Barry Allen and Iris West from the Flash, I suppose (although the last time I've written for the Flash fandom was 7 years ago) - If we're looking at the past 7 years, it would be Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon from DC Comics

4. What are the top three pairings you write about?

WestAllen (Barry Allen/Iris West), DickBabs (Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon) and BatCat (Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle)

5. What are the top three additional tags?

Alternate Universe (12), Established Relationship (3) and Fluff (2) as well as Hurt/Comfort (2)

6. Did any of this surprise you?

I guess I was kind of surprised that I have that many Flash fics (kinda makes me miss the good old days when I was a productive writer)... I also feel like I should start editing my old Young Justice fics, so I can add them to my AO3 account because while I still actually like the stories, my old writing style from my high school years makes me wanna cringe

I'mma tag @queenofbaws @icequeen-07 @rosegardeninwinter @belovedcreation @thychesters if they want to - and to anyone else who feels like doing this: consider yourself tagged by me :)

[teamwestallen]

If Only

Summary: What If Barry woke up from his coma and iris had fallen asleep while visiting him.

Notes: My first published (main focus) Westallen fanfiction. I have written two others that include westallen but it's not the main focus or main part of the story. I did have another idea before this but I haven't gotten a chance to go back to the draft I have set for it on Wattpad and actually start writing it!

Chapter(s): 1/1

Warning: As usual major fluff. Barry also suddenly wakes up from a coma. Nothing very graphic or bad really just a bunch of fluff and cuteness!

Characters: Barry Allen and Iris West.

Rating: K+

Narrator's POV

For the past nine months Barry had been in a coma. Every second seeing him in this state broke Iris heart. Every second seeing him like this made her miss him with every fiber of her being. She was desperate to have him back. She would do anything to have him back. To hear his laugh again and see his sweet but goofy smile, or hear him geek about some science thing again. Oh how she missed him.

She would visit him at Star Labs as much as she could. She would talk to him sometimes hoping he would hear, before the coma he would always be the one willing to listen to her problems and worries. He of course would wash away the worries and be the one to stop her from making irrational decisions. Barry usually always knew what to say. And Iris was always the one who would stick up for him. She always believed him when he talked about what happened to his mother. She always listened when others didn't. To her, he was cutest need. To him she was the most beautiful girl, he loved her before he knew what true love was. They were made for each other they balanced each other out just ever so perfectly.

The day had been dull, she was working on dissertation she hadn't quite gotten the right touches she wanted just yet, there was just something missing. As of late shes felt like that, that there was something missing in her life. And that something was Barry. After work she headed to Star Labs to see him. It had been a few days since she had last seen him, and felt it had been too long already. So she pulled into the Star Labs parking lot and walked into the Labatory. She talked to him for a few hours, she started felt her eye lids get heavy and she leaned her head on his shoulder and fell Into a deep sleep.

"Iris wake up," Barry rubbed her shoulder softly. Iris immediately woke up with a start.

"Barry?" Iris looked shook, she couldn't believe her eyes."Your awake?" Iris hugged him immediately. Barry winced.

"Right, sorry." Iris said apologetically.

"It's okay Iris, don't worry." Barry replied softly. For a few minutes there was a silence but not the kind of awkward silence as some dreaded, it was a comfortable silence. Barry thought how he should word it but finally just thought he'd go out with it.

"Iris..." Barry started, intertwining their hands together. Iris scrunched together in confusion. Barry always thought she looked cute when she did that. She looking down at Barry and hers intertwined hands. "Wha..." she trailed off with a whisper.

"Iris I remember everything you said to while I was in a coma."

Her face morphed from confusion to shock to horror within seconds. "How...?" She asked, her eyes were wide with confusion, shock, and horror. She didn't want him to find out like this.

"Iris it's okay."

"No it isn't! I didn't want to you to find out like this. This-" Before Iris could become flustered and worried Barry crashed his lips against hers silencing her worries. The kiss was long over due after years of pinning after one another. The kiss was soft and slow but passionate nevertheless. Everything both of them ever wanted. All the worries Iris and Barry had were washed away it was like they had no worries all they had was each other and this blissful moment with one another. Barry moved his hand to her cheek and deepened the kiss. Iris leaned closer to Barry placing her hand on his chest. They stayed in this joyous and blissful moment for a few more seconds and then they both pulled away. They both smiled blissfully at one another. Iris moved to Barry's bed and layed her head on his chest, they snuggled against one another.

"I love you, Barry." Iris said looking up at Barry. Barry smiled goofly at her. He answered by proclaiming "I love you too, Iris." And once again they were both engulfed in loving kiss.

The End

[ao3feed-westallen]

Additional Westallen Scenes That Should've Been Added (IMO!!)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NOEgM1q

by irisxwestallen

Just some scenes I think westallen (and us, their fans) deserved!

Words: 453, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Iris West, Barry Allen

Relationships: Barry Allen/Iris West

Additional Tags: Fluff, Eric wallace is the worst show runner, westallen - Freeform, Barry Allen Loves Iris West, Iris West Loves Barry Allen

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NOEgM1q

[astrid-goes-for-a-spin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Barry Allen/Iris West Characters: Barry Allen, Iris West Additional Tags: demisexual WestAllen, aspec WestAllen, aspec Iris West, Aspec Barry Allen, demisexual Iris West, Demisexual Barry Allen, Iris Week 2020, Iris West/Eddie Thawne (past), Barry Allen/Patty Spivot (past) - Freeform, Eddie was an A+ boyfriend, Tooth-Rotting Fluff Series: Part 1 of Iris Week 2020 Summary: 
Day 1 of Iris Week 2020: Romantic Relationship.
“I mean, I could get turned on,” Barry continues, averting his eyes. “But I guess I never really…understood why people cared so much about sex, until we were. Having it.”


AKA the WestAllen demisexual awakening that no one asked for.


FF.net link (not working great lol)

@iriswestallenweek


HEYYYYYY it’s the first thing I’ve got here for Iris Week 2020! WestAllen! DEMISEXUAL WESTALLEN!

[xswestallen]

Sleep Paralysis

WestAllen fluff

Iris falls asleep on Barry. This is the story of his struggle to get free without waking her.

With a satisfied sigh, the kind you can only give after finishing a really good book, Barry Allen closed his copy of John Green's Turtles All the Way Down. There was something about a John Green novel that made everything in the world feel cozy, that's why it felt perfect to read on this cool Autumn night, where and Barry and Iris found themselves snuggled under a throw blanket on the couch.

"You definitely should read this, Iris. It's even better than The Fault in Our Stars." Barry said through a yawn.

His wife didn't stir.

"Iris?"

Barry looked down at her, eyes closed, the ends of her long lashes kissing her cheek. She was fast asleep, dreaming blissfully. The sight was so serene, Barry couldn't help but smile.

"Goodnight, Iris." He whispered.

It was as Barry reached over her in an attempt to put the book on the coffee table that he realized his predicament. Iris had made the slightest flinch and Barry froze.

"Shit." He muttered, slowing sinking backwards into his original position.

It was getting late. Barry desperately wanted to get up, brush his teeth, and get ready for bed. But, Iris was laying there, so peaceful, and Barry was equally desperate not to disturb her. She had been working so hard lately, spending long hours in her office, agonizing over every detail of her paper's first edition. Barry was so proud. This was Iris' dream and she was bringing it to life right before his eyes. But, seeing her frazzled and tired was hard. Barry wanted to make sure Iris got to rest every chance she had. She deserved it.

Barry looked around the room, raking his brain for an idea of how to get up without waking Iris up. He couldn't use his speed. The strong gust of wind and the drop would undoubtably jolt Iris awake in the most unpleasant way. (He knew from experience). Maybe this was a time when Barry would have to rely on his strength. He put his hands under Iris' leg and lower back, lifting her gently off his body.

"Ok." Barry said to himself. "So far, so good." Iris hadn't moved.

Barry bit his lip thinking of his next move. Trying to go left or right wouldn't work. It would require more contact with the rest of Iris' body, increasing the chance of waking her. Up or down were the options. Barry shifted in his seat, trying to raise his butt off the cushion and up the back of the couch. He stopped abruptly when it became clear that he couldn't get out this way. If he managed to lift himself up further to get his legs out, it would mean he'd have to lift Iris further up too. Barry slid back down.

Down. That was the last viable option. Barry kept his gentle hold of Iris, floating her above his body as he shimmied his thighs and waist off the cushion. He ended up in a limbo-like position, where he'd have to slip his torso and head under Iris, while lifting her over his head. It wasn't going to work. Barry sighed in frustration as he once again shifted into his original spot.

Barry closed his eyes and tried to think. He wondered if it was even possible for him to get up without bothering Iris. How would he wiggle his way out of this? Wiggle, that was it! Barry slowly shifted his weight to one side and moved Iris with him. She didn't move. He was able to stretch up one of his legs and get it out from underneath Iris. Then, he held Iris as he moved to stand on his free leg.

"Mmmm"

Barry stopped. Iris had made a small sound, but she didn't move. Barry waited a few breaths, till he was sure Iris lulled back into her dreamy serenity, before he moved again. He stood fully on the one leg, allowing him to free the other. He turned quickly and stood in front of the couch, his hands still cradling Iris. Gracefully, he lowered her down onto the couch. He watched her closely, looking for any sign of discomfort, but Iris was tranquil was ever.

Barry smiled in triumph as he tip-toed away from the couch. He was home free. Until, the creek of a floorboard caught him off guard. He held his breath for a second.

"Bear?"

Shit.

[disruptedvice]

Taking angst prompts and turning them into something happy

(Or some utterly irredeemable Westallen fluff b/c they're cute and I can't help myself)

"I don't know you anymore."

She could hardly believe what she was seeing. There's no way. It was impossible.

Yet there he is, plain as day. Barry Allen walking towards her with the biggest smile on his face, seriously grinning at her shocked expression. 

There's no way this was actually happening, despite the evidence standing right in front of her.

Iris reached out and poked him in the face, like maybe it was a hologram instead, because that was the only logical explanation. 

"Hey, what was that for?" He pouted, screwing up his face, rubbing his cheek at her just jabbing him with her finger.

"How is this even possible?" Iris asked.

He took offense to her incredulity. "It's not like it's that unlikely."

She scoffed. "I beg to differ. It's not just that you're not late. Barry Allen showing up on time is a straight up miracle. But you're not on time. You're early."

He's at least 10 minutes early to their dinner reservation, something that has never happened before. Barry's never even gotten somewhere five minutes early in his life.

She looked down at her watch. He was 12 minutes early, actually. She never thought she'd see the day Barry Allen arrived with time to spare. "I can't believe this. You're early. I don't even know you anymore."

"Oh come on! Here I am thinking that being early to our anniversary dinner is something nice that you'd appreciate, and instead you're making fun of me for it!"

Iris cracked a smile, "You know you love it. Come on, Bear, let's go find our table."

Barry continued grumbling as she hooked her arm in his, but they both knew he wasn't really upset, just being pouty and adorable. Besides, the kiss she gave him on the cheek more than made up for it. He was already smiling back down at her by the time they sat down.

Because impossible things happen in Central City.

Things like Barry Allen actually being early.

All for her.

[candicepattonsdaily]

I know people are like half mad that there aren't any kisses from westallen and sure that's sad but I'd rather the safety of both actors than see them kiss and risking their safety like think it that way and I promise you'll feel so much better

Also can we talk about how not so bad this episode was? (Also I know I'm a candice blog but I decided to talk about the show and all too. Hope that's cool?)

[zayray030]

Honestly, I'm so proud of my character development when it comes to reading fics. Like, I'm not even exaggerating.

When I first started out, I would only read romance. I would legit read nothing else. It was straight up romance. It was disgusting.

I then became obsessed with fics that centre around my fave characters and even though I still had an OTP I put all my time and attention on that one character.

I then became obsessed with gen and family fics. Legit, I would happily read like 100 or 200 fics full of family fluff and hurt/comfort.

And now whenever I see a smut I don't turn around and call the person disgusting, I thank them from heaven and back for creating such a beauty.

And magically characters I put as firmly straight, I've made either Bi, gay, or poly and I have no problem with admitting I have a kink.

I just love how far I've come since my naive FanFiction reading days.

[poc-movie-supremacy]

Has life been good to you?

A.N.: This is a future!fic, westallen are elderly people in this story. It’s date night for them. If you have any constructive criticism, tell me, but don’t be mean about it, please. I hope you enjoy this fic! (also I don’t own any characters or setting related to the flash tv show or the comics)  

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Her joints ache as she puts away a finished book. She slowly walks around the room, searching for her tablet to play a card game. The room is quiet, lit with the glow of the sun. It filtered through the redwoods surrounding their cabin. This cabin used to belong to Barry’s father, but after the kids proved fine on their own and no one needed the Flash, they retired to it. It was quaint and quiet. It was odd at first, but then it became a gift. She felt more relaxed than she has in a while. Life never became lonely either, not with the ability to portal anywhere. 

Iris found her crossword puzzle and settled down in the big red armchair in the living room. Today is date ‘night’. Well more like date afternoon, Iris is almost 75 she’s going to bed earlier and earlier. Barry had gone out to the store to buy some forgotten stuff for dinner. He was still a lot more nimble than Iris in his old age. On good days he could carry her to their bed, but usually he just threaded his arm through hers and walked her to bed. She was grateful for it, Iris underestimated Grandma Esther when she was watching Iris. Doing most things in her old age was a lot harder than it seems. Barry helped her a lot though which she thinks he likes. It makes him feel needed, she figures. 

After about an hour Iris heard the door opening. “Hey honey I’m back.” Barry entered the house carrying two paper bags filled with stuff.

Iris put down her crossword, “Hi baby, do you need any help with the groceries?” 

“No, I just needed these things.” Barry peaked his head over the wall to give her a sheepish smile. Iris arched her eyebrow curiously at her husband. “I may have gotten more than I needed.” 

Iris gave her husband a look but smiled.  “It’s alright, we probably don’t have to go shopping soon then.”

Barry finished putting away all the groceries. He sped over to his wife. “I don’t think so. I bought wine and mint chocolate chip ice cream.”

Iris’s eyes lit up. “You bought wine and mint chocolate chip! Oh, can we have it for dinner?” Iris squeezed her husband’s hand and pouted at him.

Barry looked at Iris fondly. His free hand swept a loose gray curl behind her ear. “Yeah, but for dessert. I’m making lasagna for us.”

“Need any help?”  

“No it’s ok. Lasagna’s easy to make.” Barry also didn’t want Iris in the kitchen since she couldn’t cook that well even after all this time. She glared at him but stayed where she was. Barry leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. 

After turning on the music, Barry bustled around the kitchen preparing the lasagna. Iris hummed softly to the music as she told her husband a bizarre story that apparently happened to their granddaughter. She had dressed up as a chicken in an attempt to vandalize her rival school, but when she heard of a man intent on ill will towards old ladies, she, in a chicken costume, took her friends, also in chicken costumes, took him down. Thankfully they beat him, sustaining only minor injuries. 

Barry’s eyebrows shot up. “Her first time fighting crime was in a chicken suit?” 

Iris laughed out loud. “Mhm. Joey and Melanie were not amused when they found out. Joey called me almost raving about how irresponsible those kids were. It took a lot of effort to not laugh. Once he realized what he was complaining about he apologized, to both of us.” 

Barry chuckled. “Moments like these remind me why Joe said he couldn’t wait for us to have kids. I’m glad they’re ok. You think Cisco’s fuming that his great-niece went out super-heroing and not only did she not ask him for a suit, but the suit she did go out in was a chicken suit?” 

“Oh, I wouldn’t be surprised. It happened last week I think, so we’ll be hearing about this soon.” Iris said.  

Barry's eyes sparkled in mirth as layering the lasagna. Iris shivered and slowly walked around the house closing the windows. “Ok I put it in the oven, in 45 minutes we will be having lasagna.” Barry ambled over to his wife who had just closed the kitchen window. He wrapped his long frame entirely around her. Old age has made them shorter, but he still had a good foot on her. Iris buried her face into his chest and returned the hug.

“Still cold?” Barry whispered.

“Mmm not anymore.”

“Sorry.”

Iris looked up at him crosseyed and pouting. Barry giggled at his cute wife, it did not help change her facial features. She stuck her tongue out at him then continued cuddling her husband. Barry looked at his wife dreamily and smiled dopily. He looked at her like that so much his friends nicknamed his dopey. (Harry got nicknamed grumpy. He wasn’t amused) Barry didn’t mind the nickname though, it was true. He was in love with her, has been since they were kids and she offered him cookies on the playground. Now 68 years later, they survived every damn thing no one could think of, had kids and grandkids, and got married. The song that came on made Iris’s smile stretched from ear to ear. “Do you remember this?” A thousand years was playing on the tablet. 

“That movie was horrible.” Barry groaned. He remembered that day like it was yesterday even though it had been decades ago. It had been a tiring day fighting crime, so they decided to rewind by watching a movie. Iris got them a ton of snacks then Barry curled up into her side. She mindlessly ran her fingers through her hair while she looked for a rom-com to watch. By accident, they watched the fifth twilight movie. It definitely wasn’t their favorite and Cicso definitely didn’t approve of their choice, but the song, a thousand years, was the one thing they liked from that movie. 

“It wasn’t the best no, but the song, this song, was really beautiful,” Iris remarks. Barry is struck with a good idea. He reluctantly pulls a little away from the hug to put them in a waltz form (even though the song wasn’t a waltz to their knowledge). 

He quietly sings Christina Perry's song to Iris. It’s one of her favourite things about him. They slowly sway side to side as they dance in the kitchen. He spins her around and kisses her temple. When the lyrics, time stand still, come up Barry flashes them into flashtime. He cupped her face and kissed her softly. When they stopped, he rested his forehead against hers. She happily sighed, eyes closed and smiling. She felt lucky that they were able to be together this long. She remembers thinking that he was going to die in the future, when she was going to die, and she counts her blessings that neither of those futures came true. 

“I love you.” He whispers, and he looks at her like she hung the freaking moon. Her hands softly fiddle with his thick red sweater with the gold trim. (It was a gift from Kara)

“I love you.” She adores him, she adores everything he does for her, she wonders if she has repaid the favor. 

“You’re gorgeous. You get more beautiful with every passing day.”

“Every hour every minute?” Iris asks cheekily. He laughs and twirls her. She thinks it’s the loveliest sound in the world. 

“Every hour every minute and then some. You are an angel, Iris West-Allen, and I am lucky to have you.” He’s starting to sweat. Using his powers drains him more quickly than it used to. He doesn’t want her to notice, but she does. 

“I am lucky to have you, Bar.” Her voice is quieter when she says this next part. “It’s ok, baby, take us out of flashtime, you’re tired.”

Even though he knows he should, he still tries to argue with her. “No, I’m ok Iris,” 

She gives him an unimpressed look. Some things never change. Barry yields to her good judgement pretty quickly. Now they can hear the rustle of the trees and music from the tablet. Iris leads Barry to the couch and she goes to get some milk and a power bar.

“The lasagna will be done in 25 minutes.” Iris handed him the powerbar and glass of milk. Barry took the milk from her and put it on the nightstand. He pulled Iris to his side and took a bite out of his bar. She rested her head atop his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It was it’s usual quick pace which she found comforting. Barry ran his finger through her hair methodically. His thumb started to caress an old scar on her hairline. 

“Do you ever miss when we used to be heroes, out on the streets catching criminals, helping people?”

“We still do, help people I mean. Playing card games with Cynthia, baking with Kara, trading books with Diggle, meditating with Wally, it keeps us all sane. As for the first part, it was a thrilling life with a lot of rewards, but it wasn’t the safest life. You know we’re lucky to have lived so long.” The green arrow mask on the mantle and other knick-knacks from other dead heroes was a big reminder of that. 

“Time has been good to us,” Barry remarks. He doesn’t say that not everyone has been so lucky, but she knows. He knows she knows when she curls closer to him.

“Time, the speed force, life’s been good to us all, let’s hope the next generation has the same luck.”

“Let’s hope.” The rest of the night was relatively quiet. The lasagna was delicious and completely gone by the end of the night. The wine and ice cream made them a little more giggly than before. After two glasses each they called it quits and headed to bed. After readying themselves for bed, Barry and Iris curled themselves up in bed. A small part of her head was the only thing peeking out from under the mattress, resting by his chest. Blankets were piled on top of her. Barry squeezed Iris’s hand.

“Goodnight, my love.” As he was about to turn off the light he saw a photo on his nightstand. It was a photo of them, their parents, their kids, their spouses, and their grandkids. The other photos around them were of their friends throughout the years. Time has been good to me, he muses. Turning off the light cocooning himself around his wife, they drift off to sleep, at peace.

[theartofdreaming1]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Aww thank you so much for thinking of me, @mega-aulover 🥰

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