As everyone knows, Barry Allen gets struck by lightning, becomes the fastest man alive, marries his sister in his show. But what if things happened differently? What if, on that faithful night, it wasn't Barry who got struck by lightning, but Y/N L/N, Barry's 16 year old intern. How will this affect the timeline and a certain speedster's plans?

𝗠𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗬/𝗡 𝗟/𝗡, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗕𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗔𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻, 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵. 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗜'𝗺 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵, 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗲𝘀. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄, 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗞𝗶𝗱 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸!

The lightning bolt chose Barry Allen, turning him into the flash. But what would happen if a stray lightning bolt landed on another? Someone... Thunderstruck P.S: I STILL SUCK AT WRITING DESCRIPTIONS! A/N: I own NOTHING about this story. I only make claim to my own original character.

This is a book filled with imagines, oneshots, preferences and many more about the men of The Flash and other Arrowverse characters. It's made for male readers but female readers feel free to add. Requests are closed <\3

Y/N Al Ghul is first born son of Talia Al Ghul, but he was not meant to be future heir of League of Assassin. That spot was given to his younger brother, Damian Al Ghul. As for Y/N, he was trained by master assassins David Cain and Lady Shiva to become one of the most deadliest Assassins in the history and to become personal bodygaurd of his younger brother. Under their teachings, he was trained to become an expert martial artist and developed an incredible ability called photographic reflexes that allow him to mimic any fighting style. Even if his fate looks like it's already set, future still awaits. Story cover made by: @Rasaade Arc 1: 14,731 words Arc 2: 22,928 words Arc 3: 25,044 words Arc 4: 3,639 words (In progress) Started: 26.12.2020. Ended: ???

🔸Completed 8/23/20🔸 The team thought the mission would be easy. I mean how hard is it to watch one rich kid? Does have mentions of Abuse I do not own any of the digital artwork unless I say otherwise in the chapters I also do not own any characters Thank you all for reading this work I'm not the best writer and I guarantee some spelling and grammar mistakes but I hope you enjoy this book! Ranks 1st-Circus 7th-Gypsy 8th-Romanian 9th-pennyworth

(Summer Camp AU) When the Kogane's and the McClain's are tired of their son's moping around the house, they send their son's to work at Camp Voltron, 300 miles away in Altea, Virginia. The only thing they can imagine being worse than working at camp is seeing each other. WHAT. A. SUPRISE! ;) KLANCE SMUT (Duh.)

Tim Drake had been supporting and caring the heart broken Conner Kent. The man he loves. The man Tim is losing all hope in getting to notice his love after everything. But his brother has other ideas in mind. With the help of the loving Dick Grayson, passionate Jason Todd, and perfectionist Damian Wayne, what can go wrong? This story revolves around Tim Drake x Conner Kent (boy x boy). If you do not favor such things, then please do not read or hate. The artworks in this fanfic are not mine. I do not own DC or any of their characters in this story. Thank you for the art and the characters creators!

[Damian Wayne x Male OC] Vincent was different than the other kids. And no, that wasn't a 'pick-me' mentality; he was the scientific, literary, and political OPPOSITE of his peers. He knew, his family knew it, the school knew it, and all of Gotham did when they saw the family title hitched to his first name. Outside of it all, he was a proud heir with mixed heritage and enough nerve and steel to set anyone on edge, from his classmates to the business partners his family met. There was something about Vincent that set off the human's natural survival instinct. Some people thought it was just his family's background or the quirkiness of a rich kid, but those closer to him, allies and enemies alike, knew the truth. Some said it was his elastic personality, snapping from stony to chipper in a second. However, the most commonly expressed opinion was about the eyes. Even with the boy's innate ability to mask everything about himself, he could never get the eyes right. Two intense amber irises that hid something darker. Always calculating with a frosty sheen despite the fiery shade. The sight of the boy was always unsettling. To Vincent, it was as hilarious. Yet achingly dull. That is, until Gotham Academy received a new student.