#barry fic

[medusasfics]

Princess

Pairing; Barry x PrincessKook!Reader

Summary: tired of always throwing yourself at Barry and thinking he doesn’t want you, and confronting him, you find out just how much he truly wants you.

Warnings: MDNI 18+, smut, p in v, degradation kink.

You had a huge crush on Barry. You weren’t sure exactly when that crush started. Maybe around the time you started buying drugs off of him.

He however had no interest in you. Or so you thought.

As you arrived at Barry’s place in the cut you saw that he was in the middle of a deal.

“What are you doing here princess?” He asked not looking at you.

You were dressed in a pink dress. Something expensive hoping to impress Barry. You weren’t like other Kooks. You got along with the Pogues much to the dismay of your family. And you also took drugs.

Barry was the one to call you princess for the first time, and the nickname just stuck.

“I’m kinda busy here Princess.” Barry said annoyed when you didn’t respond.

“I’ll wait.” You said.

When he finally looked at you, you batted your eyelashes at him. Barry rolled his eyes. And finished up the deal. Once his client left Barry looked at you again.

“Honestly Princess what are you doing here?” Barry asked.

“I wanted to see you.” You said sauntering over to him. You sat on his lap and looked at him.

“Well I’ve got stuff to do. So maybe you should leave.” Barry said.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m fed up of this shit Barry. I’ve been throwing myself at you for months, and you keep trying to push me away.” You said.

“Am I not good enough for you? Am I not sexy enough? You’d rather fuck some Pogue who doesn’t know how to make you feel good.” You yelled.

“First of all I ain’t sleeping with no Pogue. Second even if I was it would be none of your business. I ain’t sleeping with anyone for your information. I’m too busy working and trying to shift product. You think I have time for some bitch who don’t know how to please me as you put it.” Barry said.

“Then why are you pushing me away. Why don’t you want me?” You said.

“I even dressed up for you Barry.” You said standing up in front of him to show him your dress, and heels.

“Princess you’re testing me here.” Barry said, his eyes roaming up and down your figure. His eyes settling on your cleavage which was on show. Something he knew you had done purposely to tease him.

“Just tell me why you don’t want me?” You asked.

“Get inside now.” Barry said gesturing to his trailer.

You nodded before heading inside. Barry quickly followed behind you.

“The bedroom.” He said pointing the way.

You headed towards the bedroom. When you got there you were surprised when Barry grabbed you by the waist, and spun you around to face him.

“You don’t understand how bad I want you Princess. I’ve been holding back because I don’t want to corrupt you. Pretty little Kook like you couldn’t handle me.” Barry admitted.

“Corrupt me? Don’t you think you already corrupted me when you started selling drugs to me. Fucking hell Barry. I’m not just some pretty little kook. You also have no idea what I can handle.” You said.

“Then this is your last chance. To run away. To stop this. Because as soon as I get my hands on you, I’m never letting you go.” Barry said.

You chuckled before grabbing his tank top and pulling him forward, crashing your lips against yours.

Barry slowly stripped you from your clothes. Making sure to be careful knowing he’d want to see you in the dress again.

Barry roughly pulled his own clothes throwing them across the room. Not caring what happened to them.

“Get on the bed. But keep the heels on.” He said as he pushed you towards the bed.

“On all fours.” He said.

You got on your bed, on your hands and knees.

Barry ran a finger through your slick folds.

“Fuck Princess you’re soaked.” He said.

Barry lined his cock up with your entrance, and roughly slammed his cock inside of you. He pushed your head down on the bed making you arch your back better, so he could fuck you deeper.

“Oh fuck such a slut aren’t you princess? Bet you’ve been dreaming about my cock all this time.” Barry said.

“Yes Barry.” You whined.

“No don’t talk slut. Only thing I want to hear from you is those pretty moans. That’s it take this fucking cock you filthy slut.” Barry said rutting inside of you.

“You’re my slut aren’t you?” Barry asked.

All you could do was nod, whilst moaning as Barry’s pace quickened.

“Fuck listen to how wet you are slut.” He said, the sound of your pussy squelching as he thrusted in and out.

“God you’re so tight. Such a pretty little slut, with a smart mouth and a tight fucking cunt.” Barry said slapping your ass.

You groaned. Your only response pushing your own hips back against him.

“Fuck you like that don’t you slut. The more I call you that the more you clench around my cock. And you’re begging for it aren’t you.” Barry said slapping your ass again.

“You want to cum slut?” Barry asked.

“Yes.” You moaned.

“Good girl. Cum with me.” Barry said as he started rubbing your clit in time with every thrust of his hips.

It was enough to send you over the edge, Barry quickly spilling his seed inside of you in quick succession.

When Barry pulled out you finally collapsed on his bed. Barry laid down next to you. Pulling you into his arms.

“You were perfect Princess. But you’re mine from now on. No one gets to see you like this, no one gets to be with you like this. You’re mine.” He said possessively kissing your lips.

“All yours Barry.” You said snuggling closer to him.

[lovlidollie]

⭑ 3. HONEY AND MILK ; barry

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━━ CW ; kidnapping , threats of getting pimped out .

cigarette burns on my collar, i don’t think i like this life that we’re living / surviving on honey and milk, you don’t give me much more to make sure that i’m breathing ━━ honey and milk , flower face

the little basement was dark, save for the spluttering glow of the lone lightbulb having above you. you sit curled up on the tattered mattress, knees drawn up to your chest and thin blanket wrapped tightly around your frail shoulders, aimlessly fiddling with the loose threads. the silence was heavy — oppressive — broken only by the distant hum of the fridge upstairs and the faint drip of a leaky pipe.

you hear his boots first, the harsh thud-thud-thud down the rickety stairs instantly drawing your attention. when the door creaks open, your head snaps up instantly, eyes squinting in the sudden light spilling into the cramped space.

“still kickin’, bunny?” barry’s voice drawls, lazy and low as he reaches the bottom, cigarette perched between his lips.

you nod quickly, clutching the blanket like a lifeline. “‘m okay,” you whisper uncertainly, like you’re afraid of saying something wrong. “yeah?” he takes a long drag, the ember flaring as his dark eyes scan the room. “been eatin’? drinkin’? don’t need y’droppin’ dead on me.”

you hesitate before nodding slowly, voice softer this time. “um, had some of the crackers.. and a bit of water.” barry exhales a puff of smoke right into your face, smirking when you start to cough. “good, good. don’t wan’ y’wastin’ away, what kind of man’d i be then, huh?” you don’t answer, heart thumping painfully in your chest at his proximity.

“y’lookin’ after my place, right? he asks lightly, but you hear the underlying warning. “yes,” you blurt out immediately, “cleaned up — jus’ like you said. didn’t touch anything i wasn’t supposed to, i promise.”

barry crouches down in front of you, stained hand coming up to caress your soft cheek. his touch is rough and unwelcome and the stench of him invades all your senses — sweat and motor oil and cheap beer. it makes your stomach clench and turn on itself, makes your nose twitch and eyes water. “y’know bunny, you really oughta be grateful. not everyone’d take such good care of you. world’s a mean place for such a lil’ thing like you, it’d eat ya alive don’t y’think?”

you press your wobbly lips together, blinking away salty tears. his grip on your face tightens painfully, dirty fingernails digging into your skin. “answer me,” he says sharply, cigarette dangling dangerously close to your face. “ain’t i done right by you?”

“y-yeah,” you tremble like a leaf as you force out the words, trying not to gag at his breath. barry nods slowly, smirk curling into something darker. “you’d be a real hit with the sorta folks i deal with. but no—” he lets out a humourless laugh, shaking his head and standing up. “gotta keep y’all to m’self.”

“could be sharin’ you around, makin’ somethin’ real sweet outta all that innocence y’got.” his words send cold terror through your body, a reaction so visceral you feel bile rising up your scratchy throat and goosebumps flooding your skin. you hear the threat loud and clear. “nah,” barry continues, carelessly flicking ash over your head. “too fuckin’ pretty f’that. too soft. wouldn’t last a minute out there without me, ‘n i guess i like havin’ somethin’ pretty t’come home to.”

the tears finally slip down your face, the warmth a stark contrast to the frigid air. you shove a hand over your mouth, trying to stop the sobs from escaping; you knew better than to be a nuisance. barry laughs bitterly as he turns around, shuffling over the steps once again. “listen, uhh. you keep y’mouth shut, yeah? gonna get us in trouble if you keep up all that cryin’ shit. don’t wan’ anyone sniffin’ around here. ‘n don’t you give me a reason to come back down here tonight. won’t end well, bun. won’t end well at all.”

[myaimistrue]

yellow and blood red bits. 1.2k. “You’re doing great, Sally," Barry says. “I want it out,” Sally grits through her teeth. “I want this thing fucking out of me.” Or, John Berkman Jr. is born on a beautiful spring day in Lynchburg, Virginia.

happy mother's day and happy barry sunday! here's a little something about the birth of john berkman. please enjoy <3

[barrysmanbun]

Warm Hands

A/n: First time writing Barry. I made him very soft so this is probably more fanon than canon. I also over exaggerated his accent.

Description: Your hands are cold. Luckily your not-boyfriend is there to warm them.

Prompt: Barry + cold hands in warm hands

Warnings: Barry x Reader, fluff, mentions of drugs, fanon Barry, Barry calls the reader 'little one' at one point so the reader is shorter than Barry

~~

Finally things had quieted down. Everyone from kooks to pogues to tourons had been in and out of Barry’s trailer all day, to the point you had barely said 5 words to your not-boyfriend since you had arrived there at 9 that morning.

Barry was almost constantly up and down getting coke or weed for his customers, stopping to speak to them and catch up about their families and mutual friends. It was now almost exactly 12 hours later and the last customer of the day had rolled out of the property in his large, beat-up truck.

When you and Barry had started… seeing each other I guess you could say, he made a rule with his clients that they weren’t allowed to come looking for a score after 9pm. He told them it was for privacy reasons and to set boundaries, and while that was it partially, it was also so you and him could have some uninterrupted alone time.

He watches the truck pull out of the yard and then turn onto the road before finally looking to you, where you sit next to him at the firepit.

“Hey, baby,” he murmurs, smirking and leaning to press a kiss to your lips. You happily reciprocate it for a few moments until he pulls away, taking your hands in his.

He looks surprised when he feels how cold your hands are, and looks down at them with a small frown, “Your hands are cold, darlin’.” He wraps your hands in his, allowing the natural body heat from them to warm up your much colder hands.

“A very astute observation, Sherlock.” You tease, smiling at his faux offended expression.

He rests a hand over his heart, “I feel like you’re teasin’ me.”

You gasp, shaking your head and mocking him by placing your hand over your own heart. “No! I would never!”

“And now you’re mockin’ me?!” You shake your head adamantly but you’re unable to stop yourself from smiling, giving yourself away. “Why you little-” He growls, face turning from amused to mischievous.

You squeal, taking off towards the inside of the trailer. He chases after you, gaining on you quickly and catching you in his living room. He scoops you up, surprised when he feels the lack of heat coming off your arms or middle. “Damn little one, you’re freezin’.” He turns you around, fixing you in place with his signature disappointed frown.

You avoid eye contact, shrugging. Suddenly the chipped and peeling wallpaper is very fascinating. “I don’t know, you were just busy and I didn’t want to bother you-”

He scoffs, suddenly lifting you up and startling you as he just as quickly drops you on the couch. He pulls the blanket off the back, tossing it at you so it hits your face.

“Hey!” you exclaim, ripping it off your head, but he ignores you, disappearing down the hallway towards his bedroom. He returns just as you’ve situated the blanket on your lap, and dumps the pile of blankets he’d collected next to you.

“Can’t take care of your damn self,” He mutters while one by one he lays the blankets over your lap, then climbs onto the couch next to you and slides under the blankets. “I should just keep ya here,” he continues to mutter as he pulls you into his lap and snuggles you up under his chin. “That way I know you’re safe.”

You chuckle, shaking your head the best you can with the limited space, “I am safe, Bluebarry.”

He smiles to himself at the nickname but continues to chastise you anyways. “You ain’t gonna be safe if you get pneumonia and your damn fingers fall off- why are you laughing, this is a serious possibility, angel-”

You reach up, cupping his face with your now much warmer hands and make him look at you, “Pneumonia wouldn’t dare fuck with me.” You drop your voice, making the environment much more intimate, “Not when I got you around to kick its ass.”

He lets out a sound not unlike a purr and crosses the distance between you to kiss you hard on the mouth, fully enveloping you in his warmth.

[lostaurorax]

spending the holidays with barry

a/n: hiii christmas is in a few days and thought this was a cute little blurb :) happy holidays to you all no matter what you celebrate!!! i love you stay healthy and safe <3

he never liked the holidays growing up because his family never spent it together and he never got an actual christmas growing up

so when you got together and he learned how much you loved the holidays he was a bit nervous

he was so in love with you and did everything he possibly could too make you happy so he made sure he would do the same about this

as he exhaled the smoke from his lips he grabbed his phone from the table in front of him as he saw your picture pop up on the screen

“ hi baby!” he heard your voice say as he clicked the accept button and put the phone on speaker

“hey baby girl,what’s up?” he said curios as to why you called and why you weren’t here with him

“we’ll i was wondering if you wanted to spend the holidays with me this year? an before you say anything i know you don’t like the holidays cause of your family and how it was for you growing up and if you want to spend it with just me and you for now that is fine we can do that or we don’t have to celebrate at all you just let me know what your comfortable with okay?” you said knowing he would be hesitant

“ah fuck it i’ll spend it with you and your family.” he said knowing you would never do anything to make him not feel welcome or included

“you sure?“ you said not wanting to make him uncomfortable

“yeah mama i’m sure. i love you.” he said

“i love you too b so so much!” you said as you tried to hide your excitement

“i’ll see you tomorrow so we can go christmas shopping!!” you said trying to make this barry’s actual first nontoxic christmas experience somewhat exciting and memorable

“what-i have to go shopping? babe i-” he said knowing how you lovedddd to shop

“byeee” you said before hanging up before he could protest

“ughhhh shes so lucky i love her…” barry said as he rubbed his forehead

you were their at 10am the next morning ready to pick barry up for a whole day of shopping

to be fair you brought him starbucks and food so he was happy that he didn’t have to shop and have an empty stomach

you had too drag barry out of the car when you arrived at the mall but it was definitely worth spending time with him and shopping for eachother and your family

after a long day of shopping you had curled up in bed and fell asleep listening to each others heartbeats excited for this new experience

when christmas had finally come around you both got ready having smoked a blunt that morning to try and calm barry’s nerves and headed over to your parents house to see your family

to say the least your family loved barry and he loved them

your little cousins adored him and wouldn’t stop asking him to play with them which didn’t help your constant baby fever you had with him

but your mom and dad had pulled you aside to say they were happy for you and they definitely thought that he was the one which made your nerves completely disappear

you guys had decided to spend the night at your parents house

“so what’d you think?” you said as you layed in bed together and watched the snow fall outside

“you know you and your family might be the only kooks i can actually say i like.” he said smirking down at you

“we’ll im honored and i’m sure they would be too.” you said as you leaned up and pecked his lips

“i love you so much y/n.”

“i love u too b.” you said as your ran your fingers through his hair drifting to sleep in your comfortable silence

[lethargix]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

the chapter 2 that no one asked for is here

[owlinaminor]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I looked at Annabeth again, the narrator reads. And Percy refuses, asks the gods for a smarter—and less selfish—gift instead. Cristobal exhales and looks back to Hank, his head tipped sideways against the open window.

Noho Hank and Cristobal drive towards Santa Fe, listening to the last "Percy Jackson" book. 1k.

[thorniest-rose]

You still working on that Barry x So and so fic?

There's definitely a first draft tucked away in my Google docs! Not sure if I'll ever polish it off and post it though... maybe one day!