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[writing-desk-rae]

ColdFlash Prompt 13

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[tiny-pun]

"You know how to clean up a crime scene but not how to wash the fucking dishes ?!?

...

How is that even possible?! "

[thatsnotmygunflash]

Okay @simpledontmeanpeachy this is like a week late but I finally got the inspiration I needed to write prompt 25 "It gave me great joy,"

I really fell in love with this and might add to it honestly (or someone else can if they want) it's set in a world where Barry grew up in the foster system and turned out way differently.

Len was nursing his first drink of the night at Saints and Sinners an hour before his crew was suppose to meet up for their weekly check-in when Hartley came waltzing in the front door. Len didn't bother to turn and look, taking a smooth sip of his beer as the young scientist came up to the empty bar.

"Rathaway, little early, even by your standards." Len said in observation. Hartley Rathaway wasn't the newest addition to his Rouges or even the youngest, but he was by far the smartest and most capable out of the lot. They had worked three big jobs together in the past year and a half and besides his sister, he was the only one Len felt gave it to him straight and pulled his weight enough for it to mean anything to Len. He wouldn't call them friends, but they were friendly. Not friendly enough, however, for Hartley to show up without an agenda.

"I wanted a chance to speak privately before the rest of the crew show up,"

"About?" Len assumed it would be business Hartley wanted to discuss but this must be something he didn't want the rest of the crew to know about yet.

"You heard about the new player in town, right?"

How could he not, when it was all anyone in the city wanted to talk about lately.

"The Chemist?" At Hartley's nod of confirmation Len tilted his chin down in understanding. "I've heard whispers, why?"

"He approached me last night, said he needed a little tech support, willing to pay more than well for my time too."

"Did you take the job?" Len had never cared about Hartley's freelance work before, unless it directly effected Len's own timetable, but they had never had issues with scheduling before. Len made sure of it.

"You're not asking the important questions, Snart."

"If you have something to say, Rathaway, say it." Len didn't enjoy the condescending smirk painted on Hartley's face and he definitely didn't like a single word that came next.

"He's planning on hitting the Federal Reserve, the same one you're planning on hitting in two months. Which wouldn't be a problem for you, if he wasn't planning on making his move next week."

"Next week." Next week. Next. Week. There was no way. The Chemist had just hit First National two weeks ago. He couldn't be that reckless, especially when the cops and the papers had painted him to be some kind of evil-mastermind. Len had been casing the Reserve himself everyday for four months, there was no way he would have missed another thief doing the same.

"Yep. He doesn't even have a crew either. Plans to do it all by himself. Seems like kind of a loner. Pretty though. And smart. Meta too, I think. Full package really."

"You think he can pull it off." Len didn't need the snort of agreement Hartley let out to let him know he was right. Hartley was not an easily impressed man, which meant this Chemist was someone to be on guard with.

"Oh, definitely. Especially with my help covering his tracks, but, because I knew he'd end up iced for fucking with your job, I convinced him to come here tonight to talk to you about joining the Rouges."

Hartley had told a man who enjoyed explosives where his entire crew was meeting tonight. The nerve of this kid.

"And you just expected me to be okay with that?"

"Well, obviously." Hartley scoffed, waving a dismissive hand in the air when he saw Len's icy glare. "I thought you'd agree it couldn't hurt to have other smart and pretty people around to look at. You should have seen his face when I told him I worked for you. It gave me great joy. Watching him go from obnoxiously cocky to painfully desperate just at the sound of your name. I think you have a fan."

A fan. A fan. The Chemist was a fan. Good lord.

"You better pray this works out in our favor, Rathaway, or it's your ass."

"I'm not worried." Hartley shrugged carelessly, his smirk turning into something like delight when the door opened behind them.

"And why's that?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Hartley replied, pointing a finger behind Len's shoulder.

"Wha-" Len turned to see who the new comer was, losing his voice and the ability to move when he caught sight of an unmistakably familiar face. Len couldn't believe what he was seeing. Barry Allen, the flirty barista from the coffee shop Len had been using as cover for his stakeouts of the Reserve was standing just three feet in front of him. The same Barry Allen that he had taken home with him five nights ago. The same Barry Allen that had not taken Len's one night stand policy well.

Barry gave a lazy wave, not bothering to hide the challenge in his eyes or the smugness coating his voice.

"Hey Lenny. Miss me?"

[moriavis]

coldflash 41 😳

@mintdivision gave me so many prompts! lolol

41. thigh kisses

Now I understand the blushing emoji. ;)

(I'm the one blushing now!)

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Barry could move faster than light, traverse dimensions and even get to work on time, so really, he had no excuse for being caught so off guard by the door opening. His eyes connected with Leonard's in the mirror he was facing, and he blushed so hard and fast he got a little dizzy.

"This isn't what it looks like!" Barry yelped. He spun to face Leonard and crossed his arms over his chest like it was actually going to hide something.

"All right," Leonard said mildly, his eyes sweeping over Barry from head to toe. Barry's entire body was hot and buzzing from embarrassment. "It looks like you're wearing lingerie, but apparently my eyes are deceiving me."

Barry groaned, running one hand through his hair as he awkwardly tried to hide himself with the other. He shouldn't have listened to Iris, she was a menace. He fought the warring urges to speed out of the room or at least get dressed in regular clothing, but it was too late. Unless he wanted to go back in time, Leonard had already seen everything.

"No, you're right." Barry's shoulders curved in, and he gave up on any hope of dignity. "Iris told me you might like it. For our anniversary."

"You buried the lede there," Leonard said, closing the door behind him and, after a second's consideration, locking it. "You're planning on making yourself all pretty for me?"

"Leonard, stop teasing me," Barry complained. "It's embarrassing enough already." He wasn't really wearing anything interesting, all things considered--he was still in the process of finding something he thought Leonard might like. He rubbed his hands anxiously over his black silk stockings, the garter belt and the stupid little black panties that came with them, and his breath caught in a slow, curious anticipation as Leonard followed the movement without blinking. "Oh. You like this?"

Leonard's answering smile was a little wicked, a little dangerous, and it made Barry's blood run south, where the effect was immediate and obvious. "I like it." He crossed the remaining space between them and slid his hand against the small of Barry's back, guiding him with a touch toward Barry's bed. Barry followed the cue and scooted onto the bed. He was shaking, his heart pounding in his chest, and the way Leonard was looking at him made the whole embarrassing situation worth it.

Leonard caressed the arch of Barry's foot, the curve of his ankle bone, the silk of the stockings growing warm from Barry's body heat. "Will you wear heels?"

"Maybe," Barry answered breathlessly.

Leonard hummed in response, pushing Barry's legs apart and pressing a kiss to the bed of his knee. He created a path of tiny, burning kisses along the inside of Barry's thigh, and Barry made an unintentional, high-pitched sound of yearning that made Leonard smile and bite at his thigh muscle. "Think I'd like seeing you in my colors."

"You think I'm doing this again?" Barry was flustered at the idea, embarrassed and turned on, his heart thudding in his ears, but he couldn't let Leonard know he was considering it. He'd be insufferable.

"Yes." Leonard's voice was low and playful, and Barry had such a strong urge to touch him that his hands twitched, making him slip a little from his position on the bed. Leonard kept him steady, his hand flexing against Barry's calf. "Yes. I think you are."

~*~

Kiss Prompts!

[presentprompts]

So after watching the first couple of seasons of the flash I fell in love with Coldflash and was absolutely devastated when legends killed Snart off! So with that in mind:

What had started as a routine day for Barry Allen (aka the flash, aka the scarlet speedster) had quickly turned into anything but. After taking on a magic user, beside a grumpy Brit known as Constantine, Barry saves the day…. Or did he.

Waking up in a bed he definitely didn’t fall asleep in last night, Barry finds himself in a world much changed from the one he remembers. As if designed by his and Cisco’s worst theories, in this world the meta-humans created by the particle excelerator all became corrupted by their powers… Even Barry himself.

Barry must now convince his friends that he is not the villain they watched him become, with time running out Barry must try to fix his universe before the changes made become permanent, and he becomes his villainous alter ego. Yet not everything in this world is so bad, his friendship with the rogues and relationship with their cold themed leader is something Barry finds himself enjoying, can he fix his world but keep the aspects he likes?

[oldfangirl81]

A local ice cream place did a Valentine's Day tasting box.

The fic potential is all my brain can see. Like so many fandoms it would be perfect for.

[sebbys-mama]

Someone please write this fic idea I had.

[nobodyzhuman]

Prompts for Kinktober

So I have been in a huge writing slump and haven't written anything in months. Since its Kinktober I thought I would try it and since I have no real idea where to start or what kinks/shows I wanna do, I'm looking for prompts to get me going. (Slash pairings preferred, also up for rare pairings because I love Kim/Porsche, Sky/Rain, Oliver/Tommy)

I enjoy a lot of different fandoms such as Marvel, Arrowverse, Harry Potter, 9-1-1, Not Me, KinnPorsche, Love In the Air, MDZS/Untamed, Teen Wolf, Originals, Roswell: NM. Idk lots haha if there is a show you think I might like based on these you can always ask.

[reverseflashes]

cam girl barry offering len to be her camming partner

[coldflashevents]

EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT

Hello, all!

I'd like to thank everyone for submitting and voting on their favourite prompts for our Coldflash Mini Weekend Event in April. Voting is now closed, and I’m pleased to announce our prompts for the event based on the most popular suggestions.

The winning prompts are…

Day 1:

I thought I lost you

Secret relationship

Day 2:

Time travel shenanigans

Accidental dating/didn’t know they were dating

Bonus Prompt (post on either day):

Alternate Earths

The dates for the event are April 27th and 28th.

You can write fanfiction, draw fan art, create a mood board or a playlist, a fan video, or any other form of creative work. All contributions are welcome!

This is a pretty casual, lowkey event, with no commitments or sign-ups. The only rules are as follows:

1.      Remember not to start posting until the event begins! You can start sharing your contributions on April 27th. If you’re a little behind schedule, don’t worry—the mods will continue to monitor the tag for a short time after the event is over in case anyone misses the deadline!

2.      Make sure your work includes the prompts! There’s plenty of room for creative freedom, so hopefully these suggestions will spark something for you… pun intended. And if not, free day will allow you to post whatever your heart desires. Time to dust off those plot bunnies!

3.      The tag for this weekend will be cfsw2024, so remember to tag all your contributions! When we get a little closer to the time, I’ll also start an AO3 collection where you can share your works with the world!

4.      Please use appropriate tags. If your work is nsfw, or contains themes that might be upsetting or triggering, please make sure to tag it as such. We want everyone to be safe and enjoy themselves during this event, so be mindful of your fellow users and make sure to leave warnings if necessary!

5.      Have fun!

If anyone has any questions, please feel free to drop me a message!

Thank you everyone, and let the coldflashing commence!

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

Anytime there’s a hero x villain prompt, the entire Coldflash fandom is collectively summoned and it’s kind of insane

[writing-desk-rae]

ColdFlash Prompt 10

The Speedforce and The Occulus matchmake their favourite time-touched humans

[tiny-pun]

Hero: Come on, villain, let`s go. villain: Wha- But They- Are you seriously- After what they´ve done to you?! Hero: They´re not worth it. Villain: Okay we really gotta up your game on the whole "teaching a lesson"-thing cause you, hero, are wayyyy to nice! Hero: I like you. How nice can I be ?

[thatsnotmygunflash]

Hi! For the prompts -- Coldflash, and firmly holding their hands in public, please! Thank you!

Hi!! So happy you sent this one, but my phone died right as I was finishing it up and decided not to save it. 😅 Teaching me not to trust this app at all when I write. I rewrote it, it's a little short, but I hope you like it!

"Let go," Len hissed in a harsh whisper, attempting to pull his hand out of Barry's vice-like grip.

"Nope," Barry happily replied, even giving their hands a playful swing. Succeeding in causing Len's teeth to grind together and drawing even more attention to their clasped hands.

"Scarlet."

"Lenny." Barry sang back, squeezing Len hand tighter when he attempted again to retreat. Barry wasn't even looking at him, too busy glaring at the closest whispering bystanders.

"I'm serious," Len bit out, huffing out a noise of frustration at Barry's quick rebuttal.

"Hi serious, I'm The Flash."

"You're not funny,"

"I'm also not going to let go of your hand," Barry replied with a shrug, his eyes softening as Len's shoulders dropped down a hair in defeat. It wasn't a noticeable change to the casual eyes, but Barry knew all of Len's tells by now.

"You don't have to do this," Len whispered softly, ignoring the Mayor's aid that rushed by with a quick "Five minutes!" in warning.

"I know. I want to do this."

"You're trying to prove a point that doesn't need to be proven."

Barry had been relentlessly trying to prove this point since The Flash and Cold went public with their relationship.

"I think it does," Barry explained, bringing their hands up to his lips to press a sweet kiss to the black leather covering Len's hand. "people can say whatever they like but that doesn't mean it's going to stop me from holding your hand whenever I want to."

The thing was, people would say things. There were people all around them. News anchors and newspaper reporters, protesting citizens and cheering ones, unhappy police officers and skeptical politicians, all of whom had their eyes on the two men holding hands just off to the side of the waiting podium. It was making Len's insides itch.

"Do I get a say in this?" Even after three months of being together Len still had a hard time dealing with Barry's overwhelming devotion.

"Nope. You decided to date me. You have to deal with the consequences."

"What a hardship for me, truly." Len responded with a light laugh, Barry nodding along seriously with the statement.

"It can be very hard loving a hero, trust me, I know."

"I'm no hero," Len said, more out of habit than truth if he was honest with himself.

"Right," Barry snorted with a pointed look around them. "Like we're not standing out here waiting for the Mayor to pardon you for helping me save the whole city last month."

Len was man enough to admit he didn't have a good comeback for that one.

"At the very least, your sister better write a decent article about us," Len grumbled as the Mayor and his team finally made their way out of city hall, ready to finally get the ceremony started.

"Come on Lenny, it's Iris. Of course she will."

[moriavis]

Coldflash + “just fuck me already” kisses

Hi yes hi! I'm still working on these! \o/ I hope you enjoy these two disasters making out!

(This is also on AO3.)

~*~

Electricity crackled over Barry's skin, and Leonard sank his teeth into Barry's bottom lip, shuddering as sparks ignited everywhere they touched, stinging Leonard's fingertips and tongue before grounding in the button on his jeans. It would probably leave a mark. God, Leonard hoped it would leave a mark.

He licked the line of Barry's mouth, just to feel the imprint of his teeth he'd left behind, and turned his head to take advantage of the long line of Barry's throat, biting another mark there that faded in seconds.

"No, wait, don't go," Barry protested, his voice rising in panic like he thought there was anyway in hell Leonard was going to stop now that they were finally here. Barry's hands clenched in fists, grabbing on and clinging to the fluff that lined Leonard's hood. Leonard scraped his teeth against the hinge of Barry's jaw and got a sound so unhinged that his stomach cramped in desperate yearning, his dick hardening so fast it was like his body forgot he was pushing fifty.

"Not going anywhere but bed," Leonard promised, and Barry claimed another eager kiss, teasing Leonard with just enough tongue it made him antsy.

Barry took a few stumbling steps backward and lost his balance— Leonard tightened his grip around Barry's waist and thought for one brief moment he'd be strong enough to keep them upright— and then they were on the floor in a jumble of knees and elbows. Leonard squeezed his eyes shut, overwhelmed by the tangle of horny and ow ow fuck ow assaulting his brain.

Barry wheezed beneath Leonard, struggling to catch his breath, and he eased his fingers away from Leonard's hood, cupping the back of Leonard's head instead. "You okay?"

"Why didn't you…?" Leonard made a brief gesture with his hand. He had no idea what he meant to say or imply. Fuck, his knee hurt.

"Would you forgive me if I. Uh. Said I was distracted?"

Leonard opened his eyes at Barry's bashful words, and yes— Barry's cheeks and ears were a blotchy embarrassed red, a genuine tell Barry couldn't control. "Yeah, but we gotta get off the floor. I'm too old for this shit."

There was a whoosh of movement and speed, and Leonard realized he was on his back, stretched out far more comfortably now that he didn't have Barry's knee jammed against his thigh. Barry was above him, all messy hair and flushed cheeks. Leonard raised his chin, and Barry rewarded him with another kiss, sweet and apologetic.

"How about you just lay there and get comfortable?" Barry said, and there was something about his eyes that promised a reward if Leonard behaved himself. Leonard hated to admit that it was kind of doing something for him. Barry reached between them and popped open the button of Leonard's jeans and eased the zipper down. "I'll take care of you."

~*~

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