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  <title>Screwing Things Up for the Better</title>
  <subtitle>Soph</subtitle>
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    <name>Soph</name>
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    <title>Coldwestallen fic: Saving Time</title>
    <published>2019-08-21T08:56:53Z</published>
    <updated>2019-08-21T15:07:02Z</updated>
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    <category term="well some plot lol"/>
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    <category term="the flash fanfic"/>
    <category term="leonard snart"/>
    <category term="iris west-allen"/>
    <category term="barry allen"/>
    <category term="the flash"/>
    <category term="legends of tomorrow"/>
    <dw:music>Sara Bareilles, ‘Orpheus’</dw:music>
    <dw:mood>lethargic</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/20168803/chapters/47784187"&gt;Chapters 1 &amp;amp; 2 now up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(A sequel to my post-Oculus-Len coldwestallen fic&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/18030707/chapters/42604646"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Stealing Time&amp;rsquo;&lt;/a&gt;. But you can jump in without having read that - I summarise it at the beginning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: The Flash (TV 2014)/DC&amp;rsquo;s Legends of Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters&lt;/b&gt;: Leonard Snart/Barry Allen/Iris West-Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tags&lt;/b&gt;: Post-Oculus Leonard Snart, polyamory, time travel powers, angst with a happy ending, fluff and angst, limited smut, implied/referenced past child abuse, very light Dom/sub, canon typical violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chapter warnings for all tricky passages with places to skip, including for smut.)&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snippet&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;em&gt;On the other side of the field, Barry and Iris were laying out a picnic on a Flash-red blanket. In perfect dream logic, Len could hear them clearly, even from far away. &amp;ldquo;Open this, would you, babe?&amp;rdquo; Iris asked, holding out a bright blue bottle of champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry reached out to accept it, his face a picture of joy - and paused. &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t help feeling like something&amp;rsquo;s missing,&amp;rdquo; he mused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris&amp;rsquo;s mouth, which Len could also make out at a distance, moved as if she was saying Where&amp;rsquo;s Len? But what he heard was, &amp;ldquo;No. All my heroes are here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chill was enveloping Len, paralyzing him against the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you haven&amp;rsquo;t told them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry was suddenly standing at a STAR Labs whiteboard that had appeared beside them, with Iris still lounging on the blanket. &amp;ldquo;This used to make sense,&amp;rdquo; Barry was saying, as he scribbled unintelligible symbols in red pen on the board. &amp;ldquo;Now I don&amp;rsquo;t know what it adds up to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh!&amp;rdquo; Iris said, with her hand in the air. &amp;ldquo;I know what it is.&amp;rdquo; They both turned to look at Len, with eyes that could see into his wretched, rotten soul. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt the bottom drop out of the ground beneath him. He was drowning in stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry shook his head sadly, pointing at the board. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re unbalancing my equations, Len.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=soph_cat&amp;ditemid=2556" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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