Imagine your crawling into bed after a long day at work. You miss a specific person and that specific person is the one and only Barry Allen. You have a crush on Barry but you never told him nor has he ever found out. You finally decide to text Barry, “Where are you.” He replies a few seconds later, “Star Labs, why?” You say back, “I miss you.” You curious on what he’s going to say but a little while later he replies, “On my way.” You were confused but right as you are about to fall asleep you see Barry sitting right in front of you, on the bed, and rubbing your leg. As you closed your eyes, you hear Barry say one last thing: “I missed you too.” Finally knowing that he likes you too.
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That’s What You Always Tell Me
Character: Barry Allen
Prompt: Hi! Can u do a barry allen one where i’m dating him and know he’s the flash and i’m a speedster too. And one day me, barry + our daughter/son from the future comes and you can continue it :) Thank you
A/N: I literally loved writing this. It’s a bit different than the prompt but I hope you enjoy it anyway! (I wanted to include the prompt so you knew what the original was). Also, sorry it took so long, but hope it was worth the wait!
“Barry, can you hurry up? I’m starving.” You were sitting in Cisco’s swivel chair, spinning around in circles. You watched the brunette rush around the lab, trying to find papers and get things in order. Even with super speed, the boy was super slow.
“I’m working on it. I think I misplaced a paper for Caitlin…”
The rest of Team Flash had gone home for the day. Barry wanted to finish research and he told them that he would clean up and help get their work together. Little did he know how tedious that would actually be. He continued to speed around and you got up, grabbing your coat from the table. You started walking toward the elevator, hoping maybe to motivate him to finish quickly. You hit the elevator button and tapped your foot, glancing behind you. Barry had yet to realize you moved from your spot and when the elevator came, you stepped on, hitting the first level button. “Bye, Barry!” You smirked, waving after him.
You and Me Against The World
[Request] @allfandoms-obsessed said: Hello! Could you please do #13 with Barry Allen? Thanks!!
[Summary] Barry and the reader have a fight.
[Prompts] 13. “Leave then! See if I give a shit!”
[Pairing] Barry Allen x Reader
[Universe/Fandom] The Flash Fandom / Flarrow Universe
[Warnings] Nothing really :)
[A/N] Hey, just a quick note! I will not be featuring the word count since I am not writing on my laptop for the time being, I am writing on my phone since I am leaving for the Philippines and I wasn’t able to bring my laptop. I hope you enjoy! Much love :)
I run my fingers through my hair, “Barry, are you kidding me right now?”
Dating/Marrying Barry Allen Would Involve…
Remembering the first day you met at S.T.A.R. Labs…
Barry waiting a year before actually asking you out because he didn’t want to be rejected…
Trips to the beach…
Making breakfast for you when you’re sick…
Way too many cuddles…
Anniversary dinners…
Numerous break ups after getting into fights over keeping you safe…
Barry being a prankster even on the day of your proposal…
Having a hyper-active child, courtesy of Barry’s permanently altered genetics…
Barry being an amazing father…
And realizing that you’re stuck with him forever- in the best way possible…
Quiet Dreams (Part 3)
Summary: After Barry changes the timeline and saves his mother, he discovers a huge aspect of his life has changed, maybe for the better. (Set after the finale of Season 2)
Universe: The Flash
Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader
A/N: Not much to say except that I’m super thankful for the support and glad you guys like it. Also, you’ll notice a few time jumps through the story but they will be explained, because in my mind, a lot of the stuff that I don’t write would have just been filler chapters and I’m not really all for those. This chapter is absolutely going to drag on, much of it is just fluff but then there is finally actual stuff going on! I’m sorry it’s so long and rushed, but the story needs to move along! Enjoy!
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“I have to go. And I need you to tell me that it’s okay.” Henry Allen, The Flash Season 2
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Barry groans as his eyes open, sunlight invading through the curtains. It had been two days since he had his little breakdown and made his decision.
He got up, only to find you in the kitchen. Coffee ready, pancakes on a plate, syrup on the table. He could still see the steam coming off the lovely breakfast, and he smiled. He sits across from you, rubbing his eyes.
“Morning sunshine.” You tease with a laugh, and he just grins with that dorky smile as he looks back up at you. You, although not necessarily a morning person, had already showered and freshened up and were sitting in clean clothes whereas your fiance looked like an adorable mess.
“I swear I’ll be useful today,” he promises, his smile brightening the room. Barry still worked at CCPD, and he was often busy with extreme cases. It was nice to just have him home for once, all to yourself.
You lift your legs up and place them in his lap from under the table and he sighs contently. Breakfast is quiet and peaceful, until the phone rings. You untangle your legs from Barry and quickly get up to answer it.
“Hi Nora!” You gleefully respond to her hello. You hadn’t seen Barry’s parents in a long time and you wished you could spend more time with them, they were absolutely hysterical to be around, especially when the photo album came out.
“So honey, Henry and I were thinking we could all go out together today? A little Central City shopping and enjoyment.” She laughs. It sounds amazing, and you know very well that Barry and Henry will be stuck in the waiting room while you and Nora shop until your hearts give out.
You ask Barry if he’d like to go, and he nods, declaring that he’s going to go shower and get dressed. “We’d absolutely love to. I’ll see you in a bit.” With that, you go to find a suitable outfit and try to look presentable.
Barry turns on the hot shower and lets his thoughts run rampant. He had managed to come up with an inkling of what he was supposed to do. He needed to find someone to speed back to that night and stop him from saving his mother, as much as it killed him. He figured he could ask Wally, but Wally didn’t even know him. It was unlikely that he’d listen or understand the situation. Besides, where would Barry even find him?
Barry sighs. He had screwed up big time. He loved having his mother around, but he knew eventually he’d be back and he wouldn’t have her anymore. That’s why days like today matter so much to him. Creating the beautiful memories that he and his family always deserved.
He turned the water off and dried himself, slipping into the clothes you had left for him. He walks into the bedroom, looking you up and down, his lips turning into a light smirk.
“Barry,” you laugh, and he smiles that toothy grin.
“What?” He comes forward to wrap his arms around you. “Am I not allowed to admire my beautiful girl?” He kisses your cheek softly, holding you to him. He didn’t want to leave you, but he knew he would have to.
“Barry! Your hair’s dripping wet!” You shriek as the water falls onto your skin. He cackles and quickly walks away to towel dry his hair again.
“C’mon babe!” He calls, having exited the bathroom. “We have to go.”
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The day had been incredible. The four of you had gone to many shops, and you and Nora had coaxed the boys into letting you two shop for them as well. They agreed, after a few pouts and puppy dog eyes.
As you and Nora pick clothes off the shelves, Barry and Henry are left among themselves to talk.
“How have your wedding plans been? Y/N says they’re almost all finished up.” Henry smiles. Barry runs his fingers through his hair and beams. He had indeed been helping you, although he found that you had already chosen and confirmed many things.
‘It could be so perfect.’ Barry thought silently to himself, but quickly shakes the thought away and answers his father.
“They’re pretty much done,” and his will power is weak as he musters, “I can’t wait.” Because in the back of his mind, this was becoming exactly what he wanted. But he knew he just couldn’t have it. This wasn’t his world. You weren’t truly his girl.
“I can’t believe my slugger is getting married. Your mother is so thrilled for little grandbabies.” He says and Barry’s cheeks redden at the thought.
It would be nice, wouldn’t it? To be with you and to have kids and to grow old together. It’d be nice to lead a normal life, but he wasn’t normal, and life wasn’t his friend.
“Yeah it fee-” he goes silent when he sees a group of people, a very familiar face in them.
Wally.
“Excuse me, dad. I just- I need a second.” He says hastily, getting up and chasing after the three kids. He lightly taps Wally’s shoulder and asks to talk to him. Wally at first seems hesitant, not really knowing this strange man, but he gives in nonetheless. His two friends go on, leaving you two with some space and privacy.
“I feel like I know you from somewhere, yet not really,” Wally says, laughing casually. Barry frowns slightly. This was going to be so strange to explain, he knew that.”
“I’m Barry Allen. I’ve seen you around.” He says calmly.
“So? What do you need to talk about?” Wally asks. He is rather kind and seems easy about it all, and Barry knew personally that it was part of the superhero complex. Accepting people and helping.
“I know you’re Kid Flash,” he blurts as Wally’s eyes widen. Of course he knew he was being blunt, but wasn’t that the best way to go at this point? “and I really need your help.”
“You’re going to need to come to S.T.A.R. Labs with me.” Barry smiles at the familiarity, at least Kid Flash’s headquarters were at the same place as his once were.
“Okay, just give me a minute to say goodbye to my family.” With that, Barry quickly explains something to Henry about an old friend, and to tell you that he’d be home some time tonight and that he was sorry for rushing out.
Barry breathes heavily as he is rushed at thousands of miles an hour to S.T.A.R. Labs. He was ready for something to catch fire and to finally solve his dilemma.
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“Who the hell is this?” Dr. Harrison Wells. The real Dr. Wells, the one Barry never got the opportunity to actually work with.
“I’m Barry Allen. I need your help, and it’s going to sound insane, but you have to understand.” Harry looks at him questioningly, but allows him to continue as Tess, his wife, sits next to him. Barry could feel the word vomit take over. “Where I come from, my mother was murdered. My life was spent trying to find her murderer, and one day, you built the Particle Accelerator, but it exploded and made me The Flash. I was the fastest man alive, and I defeated all these evil people with powers, but at the end of the day, I was still broken. My parents were both dead so I went back in time and I saved them. And this, this is all an alternate timeline,” he was pacing back and forth and constantly running his fingers through his hair as the three of them stared at him, “and it’s all so wrong. This world is in absolute chaos compared to mine and I know it’s all my fault and it needs to be fixed. All the lives here are endangered now and we need to stop it. I need your help, Wally. I need all of you to help me,” he looks at them pleadingly, “Please.”
“Why should we even believe you?” Wally begins. “You’re a complete stranger and this sounds insane, even for me.”
“I know things that I couldn’t have known in this timeline. I-”
“That’s enough, Mr. Allen.” Harrison stops him, “There is a sure way to tell whether you are lying or not, and that is to see if the speed force left a trace in your system.”
After Barry had been poked and prodded and analyzed over and over, Harry finally came to answer.
“Well, he was definitely once a speedster.” He declares, but Wally still isn’t confident.
“Even if you’re telling the truth, why should we change the timeline back?” He asks. Before Barry can answer, Tess does instead.
“Wally, time is a very fragile concept. I’m sure Barry knows that by now. He knows how things were always supposed to be, he can see the contrasts and how much damage there is, how much worse it is now. That is why we have to change it, because if we don’t fix the timeline, this world could collapse in on itself eventually.”
Barry felt insanely guilty, not telling them that Tess and Harry would both die or that Wally would no longer be a speedster. He knew it was selfish but he felt that they would back out if he told them.
Wally nods, looking at Barry’s desperate face.
“I’ll do it.”
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Barry walked into his apartment, feeling anxiety creep up on him. They had decided that it would be tomorrow, they would change the past and return the world to how it was supposed to be. He had the night to relish the beauty in having his parents alive, in having you.
“Y/N?” He calls out, and he finds you on the couch, eating pasta alone.
“Do you want dinner, Barr?” You ask softly, looking at his tense person. He shook his head and sat down next to you.
“Not yet. We need to talk, about something really important.” He chokes, stroking your hair and pulling you onto his lap. You nod and allow him to continue. “Babe,” his voice is weak, “I’m going to do something absolutely insane. You’re not going to understand why, but I need to do this.”
You look at him, the man you’ve loved your entire life. The one who carries the weight of the world on his shoulders and would do anything to keep the people he loves safe, who’d do anything to make change.
“Barry, I already told you. You do what you have to do. You don’t need to explain yourself.” But Barry shakes his head rapidly, hot tears falling as he holds your waist with one hand and your face with the other.
“You don’t understand Y/N.” Barry whispers, “If I go, I’m never going to be able to come back.” And he knows he is being absolutely irrational, that once the timeline changes it’s not as if you’ll still be waiting here for him. You’ll be living the life you were previously, without him.
“Barry…” you whisper, wiping his tears.
“I have to go,” he takes a gasp of air, “And I need you to tell me that it’s okay.” You nod softly, feeling your own tears trickle down your face. His thumb removes them and he kisses all over your face. He takes another deep breath.
“I swear, Y/N, I will find you again. I- We, we can be happy together, the right way. The way we were supposed to be.” You lean into his shoulder, feeling your heart break. You didn’t get what he was talking about in the slightest, but you loved him and you rather him happy and gone than here and broken. Even if that meant no wedding, no little kids, no Barry.
He pushes your face up and looks you in the eyes, holding your face with both hands. There’s this emotion in him that you don’t quite recognize reflecting back at you. He sniffles softly.
“I love you, Y/N. I will always find my way home to you.”
Safe
Summary: You’re kidnapped and Barry needs to save you, mentally and physically.
Universe: The Flash
Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader
Warnings: Sexual Harassment, Kidnap, Verbal Assault
A/N: Hey guys! So so sorry I haven’t been updating recently, I’ve been visiting family so it’s hard to get on my phone. This fic is loooong overdue and is dedicated to @marvilimagines!! May be in 2 parts? I feel one part needs doesn’t cover enough so the second part could be like fluff aftermath, let me know if you’d like that. Much love!
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You finally exit Jitters, holding a tray of four cups in one hand and attempting to start your car with the remote in the other.
It was 6 p.m. It had been an insanely long Team Flash day, battling against a new stream of metahuman activity that was difficult to monitor and defeat.
Poor Barry was stressed out to the max, feeling as if he was failing everyone who trusted in him, failing the team, failing you.
You adore Barry, you really do. You see him as more than a hero, you see right through that aspect and get down to his core. The nerdiness, the need to help everyone, the love for coffee- and you could go on and on, because there’s so much to love about Barry, but your thoughts stop in their tracks when you hear footsteps, loud and disheartening, behind you.
You move quicker now, scoping out your car. It is close, and as you quicken your pace, the steps behind you do as well to match up to yours. You swear you can hear your heartbeat, fear trickling through you.
You feel a rough hand grab at your arm, and you let out a scream, but there’s no going back. There’s more than one of them, you’re gagged and everything is fading to black in seconds, four cups of spilled coffee on the cement.
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“Where is she? Where is she?” Barry is pacing back and forth, at normal speed, and Cisco is rapidly tapping away at the computers trying to locate you.
“It says she’s still at Jitters, she must have dropped her phone.” Caitlin says, reading the screen.
“Someone took her,” Barry says, all the fear sinking in and panic starting to explode from within, “What are we going to do? What if it’s one of the insane metahumans we haven’t learned to defeat yet? What if we can’t even find her?”
“Barry, calm down! I think I have an equation that can triangulate a location, and once you get there you let us know who, and we’ll do something, we’ll figure out anything we can to stop them.”
“Okay, okay,” Barry chokes, his hair all messed up from how many times he’s ran his hands through it. “This has to be quick. I can’t let her get hurt.”
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“Wake up, sunshine.” A harsh, menacing voice chuckles, stirring you out of your coma induced state.
You feel weak, but you are able to gather that there are ropes tied all around you, and you’re in some kind of warehouse. Your head is pounding, and you can only assume it was banged one too many times.
And although you don’t feel this emotion too often, you’re scared. Scared for your life, scared of what this person wants from you. You can’t always be so strong.
“Oh don’t look so worried, princess. I’m not going to hurt you,” he grins, “at least, not too bad.”
Your entire body shakes at his words, the way they ring in your ears makes shivers crawl down your spine.
“What do you want?” You spit, trying to let your words sound coherent through the gag. He removes it, his mask still on, his body clad in black.
He runs a finger across your face, lightly stroking it. “I just want to have some fun.” He coos, and you feel like you could hurl right about now.
“I know that’s not all you want.”
“Tell me who the Flash is and maybe then I won’t fuck you up more than I need to.” His voice is a growl, and your heart jumps to your throat.
“That’s something I’ll never tell you.”
He paces slowly in front of you. “Too bad, would’ve been my good deed for the day. Lessen the pain you’re about to experience. But I guess you just want to get hurt, like the whore you are.
His hands are then untying you from the ropes, slapping your beautiful face and dragging your numb body to another room.
"Let’s have some fun, sweetheart. Maybe my friends can join us too.”
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“Barry! I found her!” Cisco screams from the cortex, Barry speeds in, reads the screen and runs off at his incredible speed.
Within seconds Caitlin and Cisco hear, “Guys! I’m here, I don’t see her anywhere.”
Cisco continues to fiddle away at the security cameras, “I think everyone else left the building, but she’s two doors down. And Barry, she doesn’t look too good.”
Barry feels his heart plummet through him, worried at the sight he was about to see. He opens the door and he lets out a choked gasp.
There you were, passed out on the cement floor, clothes torn, blood drawn, looking so violated.
He picks you up and speeds off as fast as possible, taking you to one of Caitlin’s many inspection rooms.
He feels so fucking horrible. He wasn’t able to get to you in time, not fast enough to stop what had happened to you, and the ideas of what did occur flood Barry’s head, making him want to puke.
Barry sits besides your limp body as Caitlin pokes and prods and sticks an I.V. in your arm.
He sits there for hours, even as everyone else leaves, by your side waiting for you to wake up, to make sure you’d be okay.
Your hand is tightly held by his, and you stir when you feel pressure on your chest. You move your body a bit and a horrible ache shakes through you. From closer inspection, you realize it is just Barry, lovely, caring Barry, almost asleep.
“Barry?” You coo softly, fingers running through his hair. You don’t really remember much at the moment, but you do know that your head is pounding and everything fucking hurts.
“Y/N?” He asks, his head instantly flying upwards and concern flooding his features. “Oh my god, you’re awake.”
“What happened?” You question, when in reality he desperately wants to ask you that.
“Someone, Y/N, someone took you. And I don’t know what, but they didn’t some horrible things to you. You were all bloody and bruised and,” he can’t say it. It makes him shake with guilt and horror at the thought, “and I just don’t think you’re okay. I wasn’t fast enough to save you, and I’m so damn sorry.”
“Barry, it wasn’t your fault.” You say meekly, the memories slowly returning to your head. The way that man had violated you, touched you in manners that couldn’t be forgiven, the way you screamed and begged for him to stop, for him to let you go.
Tears sting at your eyes and you turn away from Barry, who’s worries quadruple. “Y/N. Can you tell me what happened?” His voice is a whisper, soft and full of care, “If that’s okay.”
“He,” you suck in a deep breath, tears streaming now, “did some pretty bad things to me. And I don’t know how to say it out loud because then it becomes too real, Barry.” It hurts you to think about it, and you feel so disgusting, like you need to scrub your skin raw until not a trace of him can ever be found on you.
Barry gently touches your arm and you flinch which causes him to remove his hand, but you pull it back after a few seconds, squeezing it tight. “It’s going to be okay, Y/N. I’m never going to let anyone hurt you again. I can’t fathom what you went through. But I will be by your side through this all, I will help you get better. I swear.”
His eyes and words are full of pure sincerity, and despite how horrible you feel, you know you’re going to be okay someday, because you have Barry, who will never stop taking care of you.
You lean forward a bit and kiss his forehead, not wanting to discuss the issue much further, “Get some rest, Barr.”
Even though you told him it would be okay, he doesn’t leave that night. He stays and watches and protects you, makes up for all the things he wasn’t fast enough to save you from.
Even when Caitlin and Cisco come in that morning, he doesn’t leave. He stays by your side and gets coffee instead of letting you go, begging Cisco to watch you and hoping the four or five seconds of absence wouldn’t cause any chaos.
Even when he runs off to fight another metahuman, he keeps you on the com to make sure you’re okay.
Even when you’re finally emotionally healed, he promises he’ll never let you get hurt, promises tied to a ring.
Even though the streets are silent and the city is peaceful, he never fails to stop and make sure you’re always safe.
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