There is going to be a little bit of a nostalgia journey down here. Back in the year 2008 (i was 15-16), i came across @mithen ‘s fanfics on livejournal, and if you were in the fandom then, you know that their fic was often times accompanied by amazing artwork done by an artist that probably doesn’t post publicly anymore. the upside was the art was amazing, the downside was i was too intimidated to ever draw mithen anything based on the fic because why would my shit be any good compared to Rai’s art.
its now 2017, and you know, life is too short to not show appreciation for the people that inspired you. So here is a drawing based on Music of the Spheres. It doesn’t really conform to any particular scene, but i always had this in my head when i was reading it.
Pinstripes as an homage to Rai always giving Bruce lovely pinstripe suits.
Try Harder To Be Discreet. (Barry Allen/The Flash Imagine)
Request: Can I please request a Barry Allen x Reader where she is Harrison Wells’ daughter and Barry and the reader have been married for a while now and they want to tell the team that they are expecting a baby. Thanks!
I don’t know if you meant Eobard!Wells, or Harry Wells, or H.R. Wells. So I decided to go with Eo!Wells who isn’t evil in this. I hope you don’t mind!
I know… I’ve been inactive! I really am trying!
I know this is late! I’m sorry!
Requests are open! (Just bear with me)
I hope you enjoy!
You looked down at the small tattoo of a lightning bolt on your ring finger for comfort as you threw up in the S.T.A.R. Labs restroom. It was Barry’s idea, seeing as a wedding band would’ve raised suspicions. It’s been nearly two years since you and Barry started dating. And it’s been about six months since you two were secretly got married. Your relationship was something unplanned, but neither of you had any doubts.
The only problem with the marriage and relationship was that your father, the great Harrison Wells, has yet to be informed about it. Every chance you got to tell him, there was always something that ruined the moment. You knew the more you kept it a secret, the more strained your relationship with your father would be. The mere thought of losing your father made you want to hurl, but that wasn’t the reason as to why you were having morning sickness.
After a few minutes, you got up and composed yourself, fixing your hair in a bun and wiping away your smudged makeup. You quickly left the restroom and went back to your desk, pretending as if nothing happened.
“Caitlin, please check on (Y/N).” Your father said as he monitored the computers, watching Barry’s every movement.
“But Barry’s on a mission-” Caitlin began, but your father shook his head.
“Armed robbery… Barry’s got this.” Caitlin gave you a soft smile before helping you up.
Caitlin knew exactly was wrong with you, but she didn’t want to pry. You wish you invited her to be a witness to your wedding, but since the decision was so spontaneous, Joe and Iris took on the roles.
“Every thing seems to be in order. You don’t have a fever…” Caitlin trailed off as she cleaned off her thermometer. “Did you have anything bad last night?” She asked.
You shook your head as you thought about last night. Barry spent the night trying to make you comfortable and catered to your every need. He even raced to Star City to get Big Belly Burger, the one that always put in extra fries. But you definitely didn’t eat anything that didn’t sit well with you. If anything, it sat quite nicely.
“She seems fine.” Caitlin called out to your father as Barry sped right in. His eyes widened as he took note of you sitting on the hospital bed.
“You okay?” He asked, worry in his eyes. What he really wanted to ask was: is the baby okay?
You nodded. “Just threw up because of something. No biggie.”
“Yes biggie. You could have an ulcer, or some gallbladder diseases, or a brain tumor, (Y/N)!” Cisco yelled out. You raised your eyebrows at him.
And Caitlin gave him a strange look. “Did you look up vomiting causes on WebMD?” She asked. Cisco gave her a sneaky grin and she rolled her eyes. “I promise, you have none of that. Don’t worry… I’m talking to you, Dr. Wells.” You all chuckled as your father’s panic was easily seen on his face.
“I mean she could be pregnant.” Your father stated. Everyone just froze on the spot. You and Barry both looked at him quizzically. None of you were sure if he was joking or not, but the thought of your father finding out this way shook you to your core. “What?”
“W-why do you say that?” You asked, your voice shaking but you attempted to keep it straight.
“People take pictures, (Y/N). Videos, even.” Your father began. “And the funniest thing occurred to me when I saw these videos and photos on the internet… I thought hmm.. why is Barry always running around near (Y/N)’s apartment? You can put together a puzzle like that as quickly as a speedster, can’t you? You randomly getting a lightning tattooed on your ring finger. Barry always worrying about you. You always worrying about Barry. Not to mention we have cameras.”
You and Barry knew the cat was out the bag, but neither of you dared to glance at each other. You both kept your eyes trained on your father. “So how long have you two been together?” Your dad asked.
“Two and a half years.” Barry asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Anything else I might want to know?”
You slowly tip toed over to your husband as you interlaced your fingers. “Um… Six months ago we eloped.” You saw your father’s jaw clench but it slowly released. “And I’m three and a half weeks pregnant.” You and Barry flinched awaiting your father’s wrath, but none came.
“That part I put together on my own seeing as you’re almost always tired, hungry, and if you aren’t at a calmed state, your enraged. Much like your mother.” You smiled, remembering the memories you had of her, a few tears escaped your eyes and Barry rubbing your back soothingly. “I’m mad that I didn’t get to walk my baby girl down the aisle, but we can always redo that part. Barry take care of my girl. And… for the love of God, Try Harder To Be Discreet.”
You walked over to hug your father, crying quietly into his arms. But then Cisco cleared his throat. “We’re definitely redoing that wedding. Barry, what were you thinking? I wasn’t your best man, dude!”
Notes: don’t worry! It’s not the last part even when it may
seem like it is. I don’t know how many parts there will be but I’ll tell you
when the last part is coming. Thanks to everyone for reading it! Means a lot
guys so thank you so much.
Luckily for you, you didn’t have much time next day to think about your
date with Barry. It actually helped you in order not to get too nervous during
the day. The dark side of it was that all that nervousness appeared the moment
you opened your closet to decide what you were going to wear.
Your first thought, was calling Thea for some advice but you didn’t want
to tell her you had a date. She would tell Oliver and you knew how he would
react. And since it was just a date, you didn’t need your big brother to freak
out like he would do if he knew about it. So you were on your own. The bright
side was that you didn’t need to think too much to go to the Big Belly Burger.
It had to be something normal and casual.
Finally, you came up with a pair of ripped black jeans, a blue top and a
leather jacket, along with your favourite Converse: the white ones. Before you
even noticed, it was almost 7 so you took a little bag and put the phone,
wallet and keys in it before heading out. As you were walking towards the
coffee shop, your nervousness started to grow, which made you feel stupid. You
had only known this guy for a few days, it was impossible to have such a crush
on him. Anyway, there you were, like a fifteen-year-old teenager on her way to
her first date.
By the time you got to your destination, Barry was already waiting at
the door. You were glad to see that he was wearing something as casual as you
were: a sweater, jeans and Converse. He was checking his phone but when he saw
you he smiled and put it in his pocket.
“Am I too late?” You asked as soon as you were in front of him.
“I was early” he smiled. “Are you hungry?” He asked.
“Starving” you admitted.
“Me too” he laughed before you two started walking.
“I’m so happy you guys have Big Belly” you told him.
“Who doesn’t have Big Belly Burger?” He said looking down at you.
“I don’t know…maybe in a parallel universe or something like that” you
shrugged and looked at him to see him smiling like he used to do a lot. Like he
knew something you didn’t. “You always have that look”
“What look?” He asked now confused.
“That look like…you knew something I don’t” you explained.
“Oh” he laughed and shook his head. “I was just thinking. It would be
fun if there were actually parallel universes, right?” He asked.
“You mean like…one where I’m a boy and you’re a girl?” You asked raising
“Well, that would be interesting” he replied with a laugh. “I mean one
when we are…us but with totally different lives and even different
personalities” he explained.
“Sounds interesting actually” you laughed. “You could be the journalist
and I could be the scientist?” You suggested making him laugh.
“That would be fun” he nodded. “Actually…” he said after a few moments
of silence. “I wanted to apologise again. What I did this morning was awful.
Leaving you there without an explanation… I really am sorry” he said looking
down at you.
“Don’t worry about it now, Barry” you smiled with a shrug. “I mean yeah,
it was rude and I thought about killing you but I’m here now, right?” You said.
“And I’m glad you are” he replied.
You looked down to hide your smile from him. The effect he had on you
was incredible. You barely knew the guy and he still could make you blush
easily. It was obvious that there was something about him, something you liked
even unconsciously. But you didn’t really want to overthink it. If you did, you
would screw everything up.
It didn’t take you two much to get to the fast food restaurant. Once you
were inside, he insisted on paying. Actually, he didn’t give you much of a
choice. Before you could do anything, he was already ordering your food with
his wallet out. With a sigh of resignation, you finally told him what you
wanted before looking for a table.
“So…” he said when he went to the table with the tray of food in his
hands. “Bon appetite” he winked
taking a seat.
“You didn’t have to pay” you said rolling your eyes.
“I wanted to” he shrugged.
“Thank you” you said.
He smiled at you before taking his burger and unwrapping it, while you
took a sip from your drink.
“So…” he said after a while. “What about you?” He asked looking at you.
“What about me?” You laughed confused.
“You’re new here, nobody knows you…” he shrugged. “What brought you
here? I’ve heard journalism school in Star City is good as well”
“Let’s say that Star City is not the safest city at the moment” you
replied. You wasn’t willing to give away personal information. At least about
what he was asking.
“You have the Green Arrow” he commented.
“You have The Flash” you replied back, making him laugh. “I don’t
know…so many things have happened there in so little time that I didn’t feel
safe anymore. I wanted a fresh start” you shrugged.
“What about your family?” He frowned. “Are they ok with this?”
“They’ll come around” you laughed. “My sister is really supportive. My
brother, on the other hand, is still trying to wrap his head around this” you
“So a brother and a sister?” You nodded with a smile. “Older?”
“How did you know?” You laughed surprised.
“Intuition I guess” he shrugged.
“Well, Mr. Intuition” you said sarcastic, “you’re right. I’m the
youngest one. That’s why they’re protective over me. The only difference is
that my sister knows I will do whatever I want to, despite what they think, so
she supports me”
“Sounds like an agreement” he commented.
“A great one” you smiled. “What about you?” You asked.
“Well…my parents…died” he said. You bite your lip as he said that,
feeling so sorry for him but, at the same time, knowing exactly what he meant.
“So I was raised by Joe, you met him at the station. He’s like a father to me”
he smiled a little.
Just by the way he talked about the detective you knew how much he loved
him. It was obvious he was his family.
“What?” He chuckled.
“Nothing” you said shaking your head. “I’m just glad you had someone to
look after you when your parents…you know…”
“Yeah…me too. He and Iris are my family” he shrugged.
“Iris?” You asked.
“She’s the friend I told you who is a journalist” he explained.
“Oh yeah, I remember” you said.
For some reason, you felt a bit of jealousy when he talked about Iris,
which made you feel so stupid. You didn’t even know her! You had no reason to
be jealous of a girl you didn’t know. Yet, there you were, wishing he was
talking about you the way he talked about her.
“You like her, don’t you?” You asked.
“What?” He asked looking at you and then laughed. “No…” he shook his
head. “There was a time, a long time, when I had feelings for her. But it was a
long time ago” he said.
You were about to say something when suddenly his phone started ringing.
He looked at the ID and excused himself for a moment saying it was from work.
When he got up you kept on eating your burger as you thought about this Iris.
It was obvious she meant a lot to him so you were finding hard to believe that
there was just a friendship there actually.
After a while you looked around trying to see Barry since it had been a
while since he got up to talk on the phone, but he was nowhere to be seen. You
peaked outside but he wasn’t there either. Where was he? You got up and asked
the cashier if she had seen the guy you were with.
“He went out talking on the phone and the he left” she shrugged.
Left? With a frown, you walked outside and looked around trying to see
him but he wasn’t there. You tried calling him but you were sent to his
voicemail. It had to be a joke. He had actually left you again and this time it
had been during an actual date. You just couldn’t believe it.
Trying to keep it cool, you took your things and left the restaurant to
go home. It wasn’t until you had been walking for some minutes that you
realised that you actually didn’t really know how to get home from there. Just
fucking great. Not only had he left you, but thanks to him you were completely
You were going to kill him.
It took you three hours to get to your apartment and by the time you
walked through the door, you were completely freezing and wishing you knew your
address so you could have called a taxi. You took a hot shower and, after
drying your hair, you went straight to bed, trying not to think about Barry
Allen which turned out to be complicated.
You couldn’t believe he had left you alone twice in the same day. He
looked like a decent guy but obviously you were completely wrong. You were a
fool. Eventually, you fell asleep feeling disappointed and sad, ignoring
completely the buzzing of your phone, supposing it was him.
When you woke up in the morning and saw the text you had from Oliver, your
whole world trembled for a moment: Thea
is at hospital. Immediately, you got dressed, took the car
and made your way back to your city. Maybe you had class, maybe you had to talk
to Barry, but it was your sister we were talking about, you didn’t need to
given that Batman is often considered in-universe to be a myth and people are generally shown to be surprised that he’s actually real, is he talked about like a cryptid?
and more importantly, is there a popular text post on DC!tumblr that says something like “batman is real he sucked my dick behind a big belly burger”
Walking in to the smell of a deluxe Big Belly Burger and fries, as well as the sight of your favorite shake should have been heaven. And, okay, it was a little bit. But even as you snagged one of the gorgeous fries, your eyes searched the room for your best friend.
“‘Fess up, Cisco. You only spoil me when you have something to apologize for. And dropping out conversation last night doesn’t merit all of this.”
His anxious smile wasn’t helping you feel any better.
“Speaking of that conversation…”
You felt that fry turn to ashes in your throat. You almost took a sip of the shake, but you knew it would sit like lead in your stomach right now with your apprehension levels rising.
“What about it?”
Stay calm. There was no reason to overreact. It could be anything. You shouldn’t jump to conclusions that Barry was dating someone else again, or had found out, or Wells had, or Caitlin, or anyone else.
“Well, Barry may have come by last night?”
That was a pretty good reason for him to stop replying. He’d probably had to put his phone away and just forgot about it.
You still wanted to know where this apology was headed. Still were doing your best not to jump to any conclusions.
“He miiiight have startled me and wanted to know what I was laughing at,” Cisco started again. You could feel your cheeks flushing, and you picked up the shake after all to keep yourself distracted.
He’d been laughing at you? Ugh of course he had. You’d been waxing poetic about the scarlet speedster and it probably had been objectively a little funny. But it was still embarrassing.
“And what excuse did you give him?”
“Umn.. that’s the thing.. he might not have believed me?”
You gave him a blank stare, waiting for your friend to just rip the band aid off already.
“And he might have seen my phone? Because I may have accidentally left it out on the table when he asked me?”
After several moments of you trying to convince your anxiety that you had to have misheard Cisco, the penny dropped.
“Francisco Ramon, you had better not be saying what I think you’re saying,” you threatened. If he was, then you were going to have to call out as dead.
“I.. yeah he might have, potentially, definitely saw your texts. That’s my bad. But I mean, you can’t be too mad at me. He was flattered! He thought it was cute!”
You most certainly could be mad! But mostly, you wanted to fall into a hole and never have to face Barry again.
“Having the object of your affections think you are ‘cute’ for liking them isn’t exactly the pinnacle of success, Cisco! That’s like being told that you’re a sweet kid.”
The traitor looked at you sympathetically even as he stole some of your fries and asked if you were going to eat your burger before it got cold. A scowl set on your face as you looked towards your ‘please forgive me’ meal.
And froze as you actually focused on the burger this time, which had a post it on it with the note ‘For my biggest fan’.
When Barry’s angry he tends to shut everyone around him out. After a squabble with you, he’d storm out to clear his mind, allowing both of you a good amount of time to calm down before he returns and you two can actually talk things through.
We all also know that Barry is a crier so it’s highly possible that he would break down into tears when either he or you try to apologize. But the night would definitely end with some I’m sorry cuddles or some makeup sex.
But like…what are they gonna talk about at SDCC this year??
It’s just gonna be Stephen Amell at a panel by himself like, “So Oliver and William went and got Big Belly Burger as soon as they got home. And since Oliver can’t be the GA without his team, he and William hang out at the Mayor’s office a lot. They also go to joint therapy sessions once a week.”
request: “Maybe one where reader and Barry are getting a lil hot and heavy and Joe or Iris or Cisco catches them? I know you just wrote one very similar for Percy but it was so good I thought a Barry one would be amazing!!! Thank you!” — by anon
a/n: no problem :-) i enjoy making these kind of imagines anyway ahahaha
“You know, you can actually get your work done if you’d stop staring at my face.” You couldn’t help but tease your co-worker, Barry Allen, as you examine something using the microscope.
His cheeks start to turn into a shade of red that you couldn’t help but laugh and stop what you were doing for a second just to see his full reaction about your comment.
He coughed awkwardly, “I-I wasn’t. You must be imagining things.” he turned his gaze down on the documents he was reviewing, when in fact he had his eyes on your features a while ago.
Barry couldn’t help it if he was extremely attracted to you. You weren’t just beautiful, you weren’t just intelligent, but you also had a kind heart and a lot of optimism up your sleeve. Just being in the same room with you made him happy already, and he had been trying to save up some courage to finally ask you out.
“Of course, I am; and you’re the Flash.” you snorted, not even aware that Barry Allen was really the speedster, making him snicker in response.
“Anyway,” he changed the topic already, “I was wondering how your date went last weekend?” Barry asked, watching you finish your work and grab a bunch of files on the table, soon walking up to him and putting them inside one of his folders.
You shrugged, “I didn’t like the guy much. Sure, he was pretty hot, but I’m not all for looks.” you sat down on one of the office chairs, gliding your way beside him.
“How come?” he peered at you in curiosity.
“It didn’t feel right.” you admitted. “We didn’t have a lot of similarites and it wasn’t those kind of things where opposites attract either. It was just a hopeless match.” you picked a piece of fry on Barry’s desk where his lunch from Big Belly Burger was still around, “Plus, we kissed and he wasn’t a good kisser.” you shuddered at the thought.
He felt his stomach do a slight turn because of jealousy. “I didn’t know you kissed on first dates.”
“Well, he didn’t really give me a chance to refuse.” you grimaced, remembering how he literally forced his mouth against yours. “Oh, god. He was such a bad kisser I bet even you could top him.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Barry laughed and furrowed his eyebrows.
You laughed too, “I was kidding, Allen.” you grinned at him.
Barry playfully sighed in relief. “Good.” he began. “For a minute there, I actually thought I might have to kiss you and prove you wrong.” he joked once again, his tone a little bit more serious than intended.
You stopped laughing because of his suggestion, turning your office chair sideways so you were directly facing him. “You could still try and prove me wrong if you want. For experimental purposes, of course.” you smirked.
Out of the two of you, you were always the one who tended to be a lot more straightforward than Barry. Sometimes he was so thankful for this because as his partner as a forensic scientist, it can get the work done much faster, but in this case, you really made him nervous.
“Hurry, Barry, I might change my mind.” you taunted.
Barry broke off into a grin before pulling you on his lap and kissing you, surprising you that he was capable of such actions. From what you were aware of, he was probably too awkward or shy to do such things and yet here he was, already managing to let a soft moan escape your lips.
His hands were going crazy all over your body, it did not know where the best spot to stop was, on your hips, waist, chin, cheek, or perhaps somewhere more sensitive which he still didn’t know whether he was allowed to touch just yet.
You couldn’t help but sigh as he soon kisses your neck, unable to control himself for he was waiting too long to be able to do this.
Suddenly, the both of you heard three loud knocks and it made you widen your eyes at the realization that someone was already in the room. Barry understood too and the both of you immediately broke apart and stood up, maintaing a short distance between the two of you.
Joe West cleared his throat and gestured his hand towards Barry’s hair which was in all directions, probably because of how much you were running your fingers through them.
The thought made you blush.
“I’m just going to pretend I didn’t see anything, okay?” Joe marched forward and handed Barry some folders regarding about the latest meta case, ignoring the way the young man was repeatedly trying to fix his hair. “And by the way, all this precinct asks is a little professionalism. So please, no sex on the desk.” he bluntly stated as he tapped the wooden table in front of them, leaving them shocked and dumbfounded.
Once the two of you were sure Joe was out of earshot, You awkwardly glanced at Barry. “If it makes you feel any better, you truly are a better kisser. Not gonna lie.”
Barry chuckled, his face as red as yours. “I’m glad I’ve proven my point.” he smirked. “Speaking of which, are you free tonight?”
You raised an eyebrow, “Why’d you ask?”
“I’ve been thinking of taking you out for dinner lately but since the first kiss was the first one to occur …” he hopefully looked at you.
“It’s about time you make the first move. Seriously, I thought I was the only one trying hard here.” you joked just as he started to pull you closer to his body again.
“So I’ll take that as a yes?” he asked.
You nodded, “Definitely.”
He grinned and kissed you once again, softer this time and a lot more sincere than you expected it to be.
Hey, it was really nice meeting you
last night. Maybe we can grab lunch tomorrow? This is Cisco btw.
The text pops up on your phone screen
as you’re scrolling through social media. You’ve been lounging in bed
on this rainy Saturday morning planning on doing absolutely nothing
for the rest of the day but binge watch The Walking Dead and order
thai take out later. You just stare at the text for a minute,
You definitely didn’t give your number
to anyone last night because all you did yesterday was pull a double
shift at Jitters because they’ve been short staffed lately. A long
day at work usually left you looking a bit wrecked so you’re damn
sure there wasn’t anyone slipping their digits your way either.