#ColdFlashWeek2017b

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Everybody knows the leader of the Rogues, Leonard Snart, is a scoundrel. He lies, steals, and hurts people. Worst of all, he is also Central City’s most famous supporter of metahumans. Barry is one of the only people that knows Snart better as Len, the fiercely loyal, secretly loving man who is probably world’s worst (best) ex-boyfriend.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12708684

[letmetellyouthatiloveyou]

Love Goes On and On

Leonard the Cold and his merry rogues of Central Forrest steal from the rich to give to the poor. And his old flirtation with Lord Bartholomew just may come to light again.

Written For Coldflash Week 2017 B Day 3--Mythology AU (I know I’m behind, but that’s life)

Idk if Robin Hood counts as Mythology or not, but we'll say it does.

You can also read here on AO3.

The Pied Piper played a dancing tune during the celebration of yet another successful carriage heist. The “Merry Rogues of Central Forrest” as they were called, danced, sang, ate and rejoiced in their triumph.

“We hit the jackpot this time!” exclaimed Axel the trickster.

“We will be able to help so many of the people in Central City,” said Shawna, the one they call Peek-a-Boo.

“Yes, and perhaps we could go in to town and pay to have our blades sharpened for once,” Lisa of Gold suggested.

“Rocks serve our purpose just fine, sister,” replied Leonard the Cold, the leader of this rag-tag band of thieves. “We can sharpen our blades ourselves without dipping into the reserves for those who are really in need of it.”

Leonard’s statement was met with much grumbling from several other rouges, but none dared to question their fearless leader, especially when his second in command, Mick, commonly known as Heatwave, backed him up.

“We don’t need no fancy blade sharpening tools,” said Mick. “If they know we sharpen the blades ourselves, it makes ‘em fear us even more.”

“That’s right, Mick,” Leonard replied. “We’ll start distributing the loot tomorrow morning. Has anyone got news from the city? We don’t want to be caught off guard.”

“Oh, I do possess some very interesting news from the city,” Lisa said mischievously.

“Let’s have it then,” Leonard replied.

“In the city they say that Mistress Iris has heard from her father on the battlefront. He does not expect that he or his son shall return for another year at least,” she began. “They say that she is to marry King Eddie Thawne when he returns from the Crusades. It has been agreed upon by the Duke Joseph of West and the King himself. Price Eobard is on his way to Central presently to see that his taxes are being enforced, and rumor has it to perhaps meet a suitor.”

“A pox upon that evil bastard.” Hartley, the Piper cried.

“Indeed.” Leonard replied. “Go on, sister.”

Lisa looked at her brother with a smirk and a twinkle in her eye.

“Well,” she drew out the word for ultimate suspenseful effect, “My sources say that Lord Bartholomew has returned from the front.” Lisa shimmied in her brother’s direction.

“Ooh-ooh,” Mark the wizard taunted.

“Looks like Lady Love has brought some fortune back into Central Forrest,” said Mick.

Leonard couldn’t help the slight blush that crept up his cheeks, or the way that his eyes widened upon hearing the news. Despite his reputation as being Leonard the Cold, the most cold-hearted and ruthless thief and murderer in the land, he had a definite soft spot for Lord Bartholomew.

Their flirtation was short, one couldn’t call it a romance per-se, it didn’t seem as involved as all that, but it had a definite impact on Leonard. It was Bartholomew that inspired Leonard become a noble thief and give his stolen spoils back those struggling under the demands of Prince Eobard, and Bartholomew who had won over the hardened criminal’s heart.

“Why has he returned so early?” Leonard asked, betraying his concern. “It does not sound like him to abandon the battle front when Joseph and Wallace expect to be there for a year yet.”

“They say he was injured in battle,” Lisa said, “nothing so bad as to be fatal, but enough to bring him home.”

Leonard couldn’t mask the concern on his face. Lisa moved so she was right in front of him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“He’ll be fine, Lenny,” she assured. “Cisco told me as much.”

Leonard nodded. If Cisco, Bartholomew’s trusted page had said that he would recover, then it must be true, as Cisco is not only a page, but a trusted friend of Bartholomew with a minute crush on Lisa.

Len nodded once. “Well then, if there is no news that makes it a danger for us to sneak these riches to the poor of Central City, we will begin at sunrise with a visit to H.R. Wells and the STAR Sanctuary.”

A monstrous cry arose from the rogues as they continued their celebration.

[crimsondomingo]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart Characters: Leonard Snart, Barry Allen, Sara Lance, Eobard Thawne Additional Tags: Film Noir, Alternate Universe, POV First Person, Earth-2, sort of, Alternate Universe - No Powers, First Kiss, First Time Summary:

Leonart Snart, Private Investigator, never expected a case to walk through his door quite like this one, complete with murder, a frame job, blackmail, and powerful players, especially coming from a kid with bright eyes behind his glasses, a crooked bowtie, and an impossible smile.

Len can't help giving in to the insistent kisses and touches of Barry Allen in his bed, but he may be more blinded by his client than he realizes.

I had intended for this to be done for ColdFlash Week, but...didn't happen. However, with A Model Escort done, I planned out this chapter and the following, which will be the last, and finally get to share it with you.

Enjoy!

[mewwitch]

The former Time Master narrowed his eyes at the exchange. “So you lot are responsible.”

The oldest crew member tried to come to their defense. “Honestly Mr. Hunter, what where you expecting? You invited Mr. Allen and his husband aboard as a belated wedding gift when you know very well that either one of them is capable of changing the timeline on their own. Why, you where the one to provide them with a jump-ship before set them loose in history!”

“That jump-ship was programmed to only travel to points where events are always in flux, and thus cannot affect the overall timeline, regardless of what occurs in them.”

Mick let out a bark of laughter. “It took the kid under an hour to get past your security on that ship, and Snart was watching him every step of the way. Bet you $10 he got by in under a third of that.”

No one was willing to take him up on it. _____ ColdFlashWeek2017 Week B-Day Three: Mythology AU

[moriavis]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart Characters: Barry Allen, Leonard Snart Additional Tags: Coldflash Week 2017, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Relationship Negotiation, First Kiss, Alpha!Barry, Omega!Len Summary:

Barry had been a beta his entire life. Coping as an alpha was impossible.

Enter Leonard Snart.

Hey, guys! This thing is finally ready to go! I’m feeling super accomplished for actually finishing a story during the week. I had such high hopes. ;_;

[bluestar1937]

I need help finding a story on archive of our own (ao3).

I found an amazing coldflash fic for the secret relationship day. But I had to stop to make dinner for my family and now I can't find it! I thought I bookmarked it but guess I didn't.

It started with Barry having a ring and putting it in his pocket before entering Star labs. Then talking about how Len and Barry got together.

I stopped when Len took Barry to Opal City after defeating zoom and he was just about to start comforting Barry.

I really hope to find it. But if it was deleted than okay.

Amd if the author finds this post, I just want to let you know how amazing and lovely your work is! I really enjoyed the little bit I read ^_^

[ao3feed-coldflash]

The King

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

by MoroseS

For a belated ColdFlashWeek2017B - Rogue Barry/Cop Len

Barry wants to play a game with him, but all moves and plans come with an absolute price.

Words: 1057, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of COLDFLASHWEEK2017B

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Leonard Snart

Relationships: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart

Additional Tags: Other characters implied, Minor Character Death, Blood and Gore, Dark Barry Allen, Alternate Universe - Dystopia, FBI!Len, Coldflashweek2017B, Morally Ambiguous Character

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

[ao3feed-mythology]

he is water; powerful and soft

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2y7dG4Z

by Sparroet

Barry is Calypso, at least their newest face. Leonard Snart is not your traditional shipwrecked hero (or a hero at all)

Words: 3235, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014), Greek and Roman Mythology

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Leonard Snart, Lisa Snart (mentioned)

Relationships: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart

Additional Tags: barry is calypso, Coldflashweek2017B, AU, 2017coldflashweekb

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2y7dG4Z

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Everybody knows the leader of the Rogues, Leonard Snart, is a scoundrel. He lies, steals, and hurts people. Worst of all, he is also Central City’s most famous supporter of metahumans. Barry is one of the only people that knows Snart better as Len, the fiercely loyal, secretly loving man who is probably world’s worst (best) ex-boyfriend.

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Leonard Start, often referred to by his codename Captain Cold, was well known for two things. Being Central City's most talented thief and being a cold-hearted bastard. No one would ever guess that Captain Cold was a secretly a medium, and he liked things that way. His "gift" was a pain, best left alone.

If he hadn't started squatting in the apartment of a murder victim with doe eyes and blinding smile, Len may have actually be able to ignore his gifts too.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12265845

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Lisa Snart has made it into the first ever Winter Sports Week. Len's never been so proud, even if a certain speed-skater keeps distracting him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12287976

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Barry is determined to have a fun night out, and nothing is going to get his way. Not his flaky best friends, abusive ex-boyfriends, or being the only omega at Saints and Sinners.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12245016

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Egypt is out of balance after the reign of Pharaoh Lewis, but the God Horus has a plan to make things right again.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12254364

[theoriginalicreamqueen]

Barry is determined to have a fun night out, and nothing is going to get his way. Not his flaky best friends, abusive ex-boyfriends, or being the only omega at Saints and Sinners.

[mewwitch]

"What’s back there?” Lisa tried to maneuver around her brother, but he stopped her before she even made it past the couch. She let him steer her back towards the door. “What are you hiding?" "Well. That depends." "On what?" "Whether or not you want plausible deniability?" ----- ColdFlashWeek2017 Week B-Day One: Secret Relationship

[letmetellyouthatiloveyou]

Another Paranormal AU - Coldflash

Ghost!Barry is forlorn and acting in a way that is unusual for those in the spirit realm. This catches the attention of Medium!Len, who does not frequently engage with his sixth sense.

This is my shot at a Coldflash Ghost!Barry AU, written for Day 4 of Coldflash Week 2017 B., but I am quite a bit late.

I apologize for any weird auto-correct things in this. I wrote it completely in the notes on my phone.

Read on AO3 here.

Len had been a medium ever since he could remember. The paranormal arts have run in their family for generations. His sister could even walk on the other side if she went deep enough into a trance.

Lisa assures him that he would likely be able to do the same, if he just let himself. Len won’t though. Being aware and in touch with his ability and letting himself succumb to it completely are two different things.

Lately Len had been seeing a lot more spirits. They were obviously the victims of the STAR Labs particle accelerator explosion.

One kept catching his eye though. The young spirit seemed to be clinging on to his human life more so than the others.

He was frequently at Jitters, lingering near a group of cops. He hangs out around Central City Police Department, Central City Picture News, a couple houses in the suburbs, and at an apartment in Lisa’s building most frequently.

Len knew this because after noticing the young man several weeks in a row, he began tracking him, using his ability to hone in on the spirit’s aura and spiritual signature.

This spirit was odd as far as spirits go. Spirits typically don’t stay in one area for long, especially when newly deceased. They also tend to form groups and cause some chaos or unease wherever they are. Not to mention, Central isn’t the usual kind of place that those in the spirit realm enjoy frequenting. There aren’t many old houses or spooky graveyards.

This spirit does not interact with other spirits, nor does he participate in any of the usual hauntings. He’s handsome, with perfect windswept hair and piercing eyes, clearly  young, and, from his aura, Len can tell that he is in a perpetual state of melancholy. Len supposes that the kid hasn’t even tried to communicate with the other spirits in Central.

It makes Len want to help, even though he tries to ignore his abilities more often than not.

“Len,” called Lisa, disrupting his reverie. “You thinking about the cute spirit again?”

Len gave her an exasperated look. He did not want to go over this again.

“I know you are,” she said. “You should really just talk to him, Len. It seems like he could use some help with his transition to the other side.”

“Then why don’t you do it?” Len asked. “You’re more into the medium stuff than I am anyway.”

“You’re the one who’s spending the majority of your time tracking his spiritual signature around the city and going crazy thinking about him,” Lisa replied.

“I am not,” Len said.

“Mm-hm,” Lisa replied with a disapproving stare. “He’s downstairs at the apartment right now. Just go talk to him.”

“And how am I supposed to do that?” Len asked. “Just walk downstairs, knock on the door, say ‘Hi, there’s a spirit in your house and is like to talk with him.’ That’ll go over like a lead baloon. And then what happens if they let me in, which wouldn’t happen, and he just decided not to talk back. No signs no nothing. Then I look like even more insane. Not happening.”

“Just call him up here then,” she suggested.

“Hmph.” Len crossed his arms and adjusted himself on the couch, slouching and looking more petulant than ever.

“I’ll just do it for you then, but you have to talk to him once he comes, and I’m sure he will.”

Lisa immediately began calling to the spirit, before Len had a chance to protest. She closed her eyes and embraced the slight cold feeling that noted the presence of the spirit realm. Without making a sound in the physical realm, she called out in the spirit realm, using what she thought might compel the spirit, for she had been watching him too. His actions were concerning, and when her brother took an interest it was even more reason to pay attention to him. She appealed to the spirit’s humanity,  his loneliness. She mentioned that she and her brother were mediums still deeply rooted in the human realm, and within minutes the young spirit was in her living room.

He was uneasy. He fidgeted and his ever never stayed looking in one place for too long. He was here, though, and that was the aim apparently.

“It’s alright,” Lisa assured. “You’re safe.”

The spirit glanced at Lisa, but her words didn’t seem to calm him.

“You’re okay,” she said. “We’re here to help you.”

Another glance, but still no other response. Lisa looked at Len pointedly.

Len sighed before he spoke. “Look kid, you’re behaving very strangely for someone recently crossed over, and we just want to help if we can. It’s not our usual M. O., but we’ve taken an interest in you, so you can take our help, or leave it.”

The kid’s eyes landed and locked on Len. There was a moment of silence before he spoke.

“You both can actually see me?” He asked, looking between Lisa and Len.

“That we can,” replied Len.

“We’re mediums,” Lisa explained, answering the next question before it could leave the spirit’s mouth. “We’ve been able to see your kind since we were young. I’ve even gone so far as to walk in the spirit realm.”

“Then you can help me,” the spirit said on an excited rush. “You can help me to contact my family and friends.”

Len loved the way the spirit’s melancholy disposition completely turned around. He seemed so lively and hopeful. His grin could light up a thousan cities. Len hated to be the one to take that hope away from him.

“Hold on there kid,” Len said. “That’s a dangerous game, for many reasons. One, people don’t tend to believe in such a thing as the spirit realm these days. Did you believe before you crossed over?”

The spirit shook his head. He already looked dejected again.

“That leads me to believe that your friends and family wouldn’t either,” Len said. “Two, due to the lack of belief, mediums are seen as hoaxes and vultures who prey on those who are grieving. Three, our lifestyle choices do not make us well received in common society. Can you guess what we do?” Len gestured around the nearly empty apartment, which clearly looked like a typical safe house would in a TV  show or movie.

The kid grimaced. “I know who you are,” he said. “I worked for the CCPD when I was alive.”

Len he held the kid’s gaze with a straight stare.  Of course. The one spirit who happened to catch his eye would have to be a badge.

“Then why do you want us to help you?” Len asked.

The spirit curled in on himself under Len’s gaze. He turned to Lisa.

“I just wanted to talk with them again, and tell them I’m not leaving them” he said quietly.

“Why don’t you want to leave them, sweetheart?” Lisa asked gently.

“I just can’t leave them,” he said. “They made my life bearable, and I’d hate to lose them because I’m the one who left.”

“I hate to break it to you kid, but you’re already gone,” Len commented. “You’re in the afterlife already. You’re friends and family will have to get along without you, and you’ll have to get along without them.”

If a spirit could cry, this one would be crying right now with how forlorn he looks. Lisa glared at Len again.

“But you’ll see them again, "she assured. "They’ll come to the spirit realm eventually, and you can search for them there. It may take you a while to find them, but I know that families  have reconnected on your plane of existence. You can also make new friends in the spirit realm. You may have to travel a bit to do it, but it can happen.”

“Thats not much help,” the the spirit said after a moment. “Hopefully it will be year before any of my family or friends end up here, and I won’t know when they do. I’ve never been good at making new friends, and Central is my home.  I’ve never wanted to leave it.”

Len rolled his eyes. This was getting ridiculous.

“You’re just impossible.” Len said. “Here we are trying to reassure you and give you solutions, but you shoot all of them down. It’s like you’re actively trying to make yourself miserable.”

The spirit frowned.

Lisa cast a cautious glance at her brother. She knew he would hate her idea, but she thought it might be good for him.

“Well, if you’re so intent on staying in Central,” she said, “then we could be your friends.”

If looks could kill, Lisa would be dead by the one her brother gave her, but if looks could resurrect, Lisa would be alive again based on the one from the spirit. “Really?” the spirit asked excitedly. “I don’t want to be lonely, but you’re the only people, alive otherwise who have shown any interest in  talking to me.”

“A cutie like you?” Lisa asked, “How could anyone ignore someone as cute and handsome as you?”

Len swore that the spirit blush, which he didn’t even think was possible until that moment.

“Yeah kid, we’ll keep you,” Len said.

He may hate Lisa for suggesting it, but the kid could definitely use a friend, and maybe they could get him to do some haunting or gather intel for heists, but that was a definite maybe due to that CCPD background.

The spirit looked excited and hopeful. The grin on his face definitely made the decision worth it in Len’s mind. He knew that he would do whatever he could to make sure that smile stayed on the young spirit’s face.

“But,” Len said raising a finger to make it seem like there was a big condition on yhe arrangement, “we’ll need your name.”

“It’s Barry,” the spirit said quickly, “short for Bartholomew.”

Lisa jumped in to introduce herself. “Lisa, although you already know that.”

“Hello Barry, Len said, "You can call me Len.”