ch:caitlin

CAITLIN SNOW IS ONE OF THE STRONGEST WOMEN IN DCTV UNIVERSE.

She literally didn’t let her friends take off the necklace, so that she wouldn’t become Killer Frost and kill them all. She stayed awake her whole operation, without any sedatives. Kept talking to Julian about what he was supposed to do, IN HER STATE OF PAIN AND MISERY because like Iris said “None of us are doctors”, yes none of them are DOCTORS. SHE WAS THE DOCTOR OF THE TEAM WHEN EVERYONE CLAIMED SHE WAS DOING NOTHING AND CONTRIBUTING NOTHING TO THE TEAM. Nobody on that show, apart from Barry, suffered as much as she did.

I stand by Caitlin Snow at all costs, I am so glad this selfless, gracious woman who always helped her friends and did no harm is still alive and well. EVEN THOUGH SHE IS LITERALLY KILLER FROST RIGHT NOW AND THANK GOD FOR THAT. THANK GOD. She always deserved better and when everyone was chilling at home, talking about how to save Iris, only HR Cisco and Julian truly cared about her and stayed with her. I will not forget it and I don’t think she will either. 

Killer Frost finally at large and I couldn’t be happier. 

Little Things

Originally posted by barryandiris


Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) doesn’t appreciate herself, but Barry still loves her so much, no matter what. 

Word count: 1.164

A/N: Hello everyone! I’m very busy in these days and I wrote this imagine last night. I am working on the requests I have received in the previous days, I am just asking for a little bit of patience. 
Anyways, this is a short reminder to everyone. You should love yourself, because you are you, thanks to them. If you ever struggle with yourself or you have lots of insecurities, I am here for you and my ask is always open if you want to talk. Much love.

- G. x

Warning: (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.


It was your day off from your work at S.T.A.R. Labs and, instead of reading a good book while having a hot cup of your favourite tea, which is an activity that you always do, you’ve been stressing yourself in front of the full-length mirror attached on the wall of the room you shared with Barry.

You’ve been having your crisis in the past few days and you’ve been feeling insecure about everything once again. You hated the feeling of it, but you couldn’t help it and you thought that you were not enough for the society’s definition of beauty at that moment.

This is one of thousands of factors that you hate about yourself: there are times when you’re too confident with yourself and you would accept every compliment that people would give you and there are the most of the times when you find yourself in front of your mirror, criticizing yourself for too many times now.

“Freckles,” You complained as you brought your face near the mirror and you pointed with your right index finger some visible freckles that rested on your cheeks. “chubby cheeks,” You then cupped your cheeks using your hands and you squeezed them tightly, hurting yourself a little bit. “boobs, too much boobs.” You then went back to your position before and you looked at your whole body with repugnance, rejection and disgust. You cupped your breast as you judged your almost naked body, only wearing your favourite undergarments.

You thought that you were made of flaws and that you were just a factory defect. You pointed out everything that you thought was the problem.

“These curves, too much fat in my belly, wide thighs.” You frustrated yourself more, pinching your body parts as if you were punishing them for being like that.

You are chubby, but not fat. You may not be like those skinny girls, but your body type was just right. You were the only one who saw them as flaws. People around you liked you, but the models you see on the tv and magazines make you feel insecure.

“Can’t I be skinny?” You flattened your stomach, trying your best to make it as flat as possible and maybe using your hands to help you too. “Nope, still fat.” You heavily sighed as you couldn’t hold your breathe anymore and your stomach went back to its original shape.

When you got tired of looking at yourself, you desperately threw yourself on the bed.

“This is so stressing!” You groaned and stomped your feet on the floor like a child having his tantrums.

“Babe?” Barry entered the room and he quickly caught your attention. “What’s the matter?”

“Hey!” You quickly sat up and corrugated your forehead. “Weren’t you at work?”

“It’s my lunch break and I wanted to see my beautiful girlfriend.” He smiled at you and you quickly pouted your dainty lips.

“Beautiful.” You huffed and gave him a glare.

“What’s the problem?” He raised his left eyebrow and you groaned even more.

“You know what the problem is, Barry.” You said as you looked at the ground, you now felt so conscious and down because of what you were doing earlier.

“Are you having your insecurities once again?” Barry curiously asked, occupying the space next to you.

“Yeah.” You melancholically said. You got your clothes resting on the bed and you slowly wore them, Barry watching you sadly.

“Babe, we already talked about it.” Barry then said.

“I know,” You jumped as you squeezed into your jeans. “it’s just that,” you cut your sentence and you sighed as you sat on the bed again. “Caitlin is so beautiful and she has a great smile. Then there’s your adoptive sister, Iris, who’s beautiful and has a perfect skin, great body type.”

“(Y/N).” Barry sweetly called your name. He was disappointed, not of you, but of him. He was disappointed of himself because he couldn’t make you love your so-called-flaws. He couldn’t make you believe that you were perfect and you shouldn’t think negative things about you. “You know that I love you for who you are.”

“I know, Bar.” You fiddled with your sweaters sleeves.

“Look at me.” You looked at him and he gently cupped your cheeks. “These flaws that you call are those little things that make you perfect.”

“I don’t think so.” You contradicted him.

“Shh.” He shook his head. “It’s you they add up to, love. I am in love with you and so with these little things.” He sincerely said as you both look into each other’s eyes.

“Really?” You finally let your walls down and you kind of earn some confidence for yourself.

“Yes, Babe.” He smiled at you. “I am not lying and you know that.”

“Sorry.” You bit your lip and you broke your gaze with him.

“Don’t be. I will never get tired of explaining it to you, but I ask you to love yourself.” He nodded as he let go of your cheeks slowly. “Because I love you just the way you are. You are the prettiest girl in this world and no one can ever change that, not Caitlin and neither does Iris.”

You smiled widely at your boyfriend and you hugged him tight. He hugged you back as he played with (Y/H/C) hair and you both broke it then.

“Thank you.” You shyly thanked him.

“Just said the truth, babe. You don’t have to thank me for being honest.” He winked at you and you just rolled your eyes. “So, before my tiring work duty resumes, can I cuddle with my girlfriend for awhile?”

“Do you still have time?” You curiously asked, looking at his green lovely orbs.

“I always have time for you, babe.” You both smiled and you were flattered for every kind word he has said. You were happy to have him, because he still loves you, even though you don’t appreciate yourself and he does.

“Then of course!” You cheerfully said. “That’s not even a question to ask, Bar!” You both laughed in unison and you both got under your comfortable and warm blankets.

You both hugged each other as you admired each other’s beautiful faces.

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” Barry sweetly confessed as he brushed his nose against yours.

“I love you too, Bar.” You smiled and he smiled back.

“Stay beautiful and perfect, love.” He gave it to you as an advice before he leant in to give you a passionate kiss on your lips.

You both spent his lunch break by cuddling under the warm covers and kissing passionately each other.

You were thankful to have Barry by your side, because, at least, someone loved you and appreciated you for who you are. Someone loved your little things that you hated so much, but you knew that you should start to love your flaws.

You really should, because our flaws are what make us unique, irreplaceable and perfect. You must remember that.


anonymous asked:

i ship caitlin with the library of alexandria

HOOOOOO BOY MY FACE WHEN I READ THIS 

LIT. UP. 

(fun fact, I’m looking at a couple Library of Alexandria themed designs for my first tattoo, so this is double amazing)

-Caitlin (Ravenclaw)

Op Number One!! I’m on mobile so I can’t do a readmore but here’s the story: @autumnwhisp and I both love Rob aka The Cutest God and have wanted to Squish™ him for a long time. When we get up to Rob, he says hi and smiles, then Caitlin explains that we want to squish him and do a squish face, demonstrates the face she’s doing in the picture, then Rob says “Okay, I’m going to stand like this [the way he is in the picture] and you squish away!” and we Squished Away. When the op was done, I just wanted to hug Rob again so I asked and he said yes and he squeezed me really tight. He’s the literal cutest smol bean and I love him.

Secret No More

Originally posted by xnimlothx


Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Request: “u should do a part 2 for not so secret admirer, where reader finds out it’s barry!”

Word count: 1.406

A/N: This is Not-So-Secret Admirer’s second part. I wasn’t happy how it turned out, but hope that you appreciate it. Please message me you thoughts, what I should improve and what did you like in this imagine. Thank you so much.

- G. x

Links: Part 1

Warnings: (Y/E/C) is Your Eye Colour, (Y/L/T) is Your Lip Type, (Y/H/L) is Your Hair Length and (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.


Few days have passed since the night you have started to believe in the infamous scarlet speedster. It was strange, but you suddenly became obsessed with him. You started reading news articles about him and you secretly waited for him to show at night. For your disappointment, he never showed up since that crazy night. You thought that maybe it was because Iris was always with you whenever you had a night shift at work or maybe he was just too busy to save people’s lives.

While you were busy on discovering things about the Flash, you noticed that Barry was more present in the past few days. You are happy to have him by your side, you still like him, but you just can’t help but annoy him with these Flash stuffs. You found it adorable that he seemed jealous though, no one ever showed their jealousness around you and you were fluttered.

As you searched things about your secret admirer, you found out that he was a metahuman, scilicet a human who have or acquired powers and abilities beyond the normal limits of humanity. You found the topic interesting and you were so curious to know something more about it, so you decided to visit two of your dear friends at work in the S.T.A.R Labs: Caitlin and Cisco.

Caitlin and Cisco are two of your closest friends and you knew that they were expert in some sort of stuffs like this. You remembered some stories that they once have told you about some metahumans like Firestorm, who had nuclear physiology and nucleokinesis abilities, Blackout, who could harness electricity, Tony, who could turn himself into girded steel at will, and many other more.

“Hey Cait and Cisco!” You cheerfully greeted as you entered the Cortex of the lab.

“Hey (Y/N)!” They both greeted you and smiled. You came near them and left them some friendly kisses on their cheeks.

“We were waiting for you!” Caitlin nicely said. “C’mon, have a sit beside me.” She gently tapped the chair beside her and smiled widely.

You accepted her offer and you sat on the chair beside her. You peeked on the computer screen and she was looking through some metahuman files.

“So, when did you start on believing these metahumans?” Cisco curiously asked as he was munching his favourite gummy candy.

“Just few nights ago,” You answered in a nonchalant way. “when The Flash showed up to talk to me.” You shrugged it off, but you surely noticed how Cisco and Caitlin looked at each other. Their eyes widen and they stared at each other as if they were saying something to each other. They are surely keeping a secret from you and that bothered you a lot.

“Oh.” They slowly answered, obviously not knowing what to answer you. You remembered the night when you saw your new obsession and he answered you in a same way your friends have just answered you. You started to smell something fishy and you somehow thought that these three are partners in crimes.

“What did he tell you?” Caitlin then asked you, she surely noticed that annoyed expression in your face.

“Nothing much,” You honestly answered. “he just told me that he was my secret admirer.”

“Did you find out who he was?” Cisco asked, trying to mask his knowledge on the topic. They never told you that they work with the Flash, but you just knew that they are the ones who keep him safe and warm.

“Why don’t you tell me who he is?” You suggested them and they shot you a sharp glare. “What?”

They were about to answer you when you felt a howling gale against your skin and you knew that feeling perfectly. You knew perfectly who it was.

When everything sank into you, you focalized your (Y/E/C) eyes and you saw Barry in the Flash’s scarlet suit sitting on a computer chair while carrying a box full of sushi on his left hand and handling a pair of chopsticks on the other. Yes, your best friend, Barry Allen. It was incredible!

“Hey!” Caitlin opened her eyes wide and she looked at Barry, who was enjoying his food.

“Sushi?” Barry was happy to offer you his food until he recognized you. “Fuck.” He put the sushi box on the table and stood up from his seat.

“Secret identity?” Caitlin and Cisco suggested, but it was too late. You already knew their secret, you already found out that your best friend was the man in the scarlet suit.

“Bartholomew Henry Allen,” You seriously called him in his full name. “we need to talk.”

“You knew each other?” Caitlin and Cisco were both shocked because of it.

“She’s my best friend.” Barry bit his lip as he explained to his friends the truth.

“Damn, what are these revelations in just a day?” Caitlin complaint as she let her face fall on both of her palms.

“Bar, I recommend you to go with (Y/N).” Cisco was trying not to laugh as he looked at your confused but angry at the same time face.

“Oh, c’mon!” Barry rolled his eyes and you looked at him annoyed. “Fine, fine! I was kidding.” He defended himself as he saw your reaction.

Your friends quickly left you and Barry at the Cortex and silence and tension were built up between the two of you.

“Bartholomew, I need an explanation.” You said as you crossed your arms tightly. He knew that when you call him using his real name he is already in serious troubles.

“Fine!” He unleashed a soft sigh. “If I’m not wrong, you knew that I was in coma for nine months because I bumped my head at work.”

“Uhm, yup?” You weren’t sure on what to answer him.

“Okay,” He nodded. “I wasn’t in coma because I bumped my head at work, I’m not that stupid and clumsy.”

“Oh, things like that can happen to you surely!” You both chuckled but then stopped when you realized how important this topic was. “So?”

“The real reason of why I was in coma was that something went horribly wrong during the launching of the particle accelerator of Harrison Wells and its devastating explosion caused a freak storm, that has taken many people’s lives and I was struck by a lightning.” He slowly explained but you were still confused. You asked yourself how did it happen; how could an accident make him the impossible?

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You had many questions running in your mind, but this question particularly bothered you more than the others did.

“Because I wanted to protect you, (Y/N)!” He explained.

“I can protect myself, Barry.” You nodded.

“I know that you’re an independent woman,” He started. “but sometimes these metahumans are dangerous and they can hurt you. You know that I can’t stand to see you being hurt. You are too important for me and I can’t lose you just as simple as that.”

“Bar,” You sweetly called his attention. “you know that I was offended that you didn’t tell me everything, but I can’t be angry with you, you’re lucky.” You both laughed together.

“Sorry.” He flashed you an apologetic smile. “I just really wanted you to be safe, because, as you already know, I really like you and I wouldn’t ever forgive myself if something bad ever happen to you.”

“Aw, Barry.” You caressed his cheek. “I really like you too, it doesn’t matter if you’re Barry Allen or The Flash right now, I like you in both situations.”

He flashed you a flattered smile and he slowly leant in to press his lips on your red (Y/L/T) lips, filling in the space between the two of you. The kiss was slow and delightful, your lips perfectly fit into his as you moved together, being synchronized. He then played with your (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) hair as you caressed his cheek, deepening the kiss even more.

You were sharing a long and passionate kiss, but it was broken by the both of you when you needed some air and your jaws started to ache. You then looked at each other and burst into laughter.

“Bar, secrets no more. Okay?” You warned him.

“We’ll see.” You playfully punched him on his chest and he pulled you into his arms to hug you tight. “Just kidding.” He giggled and left you a kiss on your forehead.