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!”
I have to say, Joe shaving Barry’s face and stroking his cheek was a heartwarming moment. I love their father-son relationship. I’m glad they had Joe clean Barry up and take care of him and not Iris. Last season, we barely got to see Barry and Joe’s connection, (or Barry, Caitlin, and Cisco’s connection), because Barry’s time was consumed by Iris.
“JOE: Barry, I know. I know I’m not your father.
BARRY: You’re right, you’re not. You’re just the man who kept me fed and in clothes, who sat by my bed every night until I fell asleep because I was afraid of the dark, helped me with my homework. You taught me how to drive, and shave… and you dropped me off to college. Sounds a lot like a dad to me.”
–Andrew Kreisberg + Geoff Johns (The Flash: The Fastest Man Alive)
Based on this post here. This post is part 1 of 3.
Don’t get me wrong. Stephen King is a god of writing. He is the
Homer of America, and I mean the Greek Homer, not the Simpson Homer. Every one
of you should acquire a copy of On Writing and read it multiple times
over the entire rest of your lives.
But in an effort to punch you in the face with the rules of good
writing, God King Stephen skips some of the subtleties of the craft that will also make you a better writer. Not because these ways of breaking the rules become
rules themselves, but because they help you analyze and edit your own work.
So let’s meet under the troll bridge and discuss the scary
monsters that are adverbs.
What He hath said:
3. Avoid adverbs.
“The adverb is not your friend. Consider the sentence “He closed
the door firmly.” It’s by no means a terrible sentence, but ask yourself if
‘firmly’ really has to be there. What about context? What about all the
enlightening (not to say emotionally moving) prose which came before
‘He closed the door firmly’? Shouldn’t this tell us how he closed
the door? And if the foregoing prose does tell
us, then isn’t ‘firmly’ an extra word? Isn’t it redundant?”
What King points out is not the evil of adverbs, but the
evil of throwaway adverbs.
“He closed the door firmly” isn’t terrible, but the poor
sentence can barely hold onto the word “firmly,” leaving it hanging over the
reader’s mental cliff. Especially when they come out of nowhere, adverbs stand
out, crying for attention. They leave your readers wondering why you used them.
There are two ways to avoid the dangling adverb here. As
King suggests, your readers should know that your character – let’s call him
Barry – is going to shut that door with physical and emotional strength and
finality. Let’s assume your readers already know Barry is a chiropractor with a
booming practice and a loving extended family who demand more of Barry’s time
than they should.
“If you were so unhappy, why didn’t you leave sooner?”
Barry said the words, but he already knew the answer. He knew David stayed
because Barry was a good dog father and a solid citizen type that everyone
envied. It had made coming out and announcing the marriage that much easier,
especially to David’s conservative parents.
Now, they’d both have to admit failure. Barry’s family
would understand. They’d seen enough of their own marriages go awry. He could
already hear his mom: “Take time to heal and then get back out there. You’ll
find your true love, I know it. If you sell the house, you can always come back
But this was the end of true love for Barry. At least
he’d get to keep Duck (the dog).
David would have a much harder time by admitting defeat.
His mother would claim her prayers were answered; his sister would give him the
name of a good therapist – one of those who would subversively try to “cure”
him of his “destructive” desires. Yet David was going to go home to them
“Bar, you know why I’m leaving. You’ve always known.”
David turned and walked out the front door.
“I do,” Barry whispered when David was halfway down the
front walk. He fought off the urge to call him back, because he knew David was
right. Then he closed the door.
And we know he closed it firmly. Barry has seen the end of
the marriage, and he knows why. He knows David isn’t coming back. We know he
has the physical strength to shut the door. He fights off his last urge to
stave off the inevitable.
When that door closes, everything changes. It has to be done
Suppose, however, you don’t have that much lead in before
you get the itch to write a dangling adverb. There are ways to deal with that,
too, depending on the scenario and the characters. Maybe you’ve already laid
out their personalities; maybe closing that door is how you’ll telegraph
characterizations to come.
“Barry closed the door, then jiggled the knob to make sure
the latch had caught” or “He closed the door and pushed on it to make sure it
stayed shut.” These say something about the character. He needs surety,
“He closed the door, then opened and closed it again to make
sure it stayed shut.” The door represents Barry’s reluctance to let David go,
then his acceptance that he’s going to leave regardless. Unless of course the
door is broken and it needs to be shut multiple times to stay shut, and Barry
had promised David he’d fix it, but he was always working and came home tired
and spent the past two weekends with his sick father, etc …
“Barry took a deep breath to calm himself, then closed the
door.” He shuts it while still harboring anger or agitation.
“He slammed the door shut.” If you need the direct approach.
In these examples, the door, and the act of closing it, have
become an important symbol for the relationship. In your writing, it might not
always be this obvious … but when it is, you’ll want to make sure you avoid
using throwaway adverbs.
But if it helps, write “He closed the door firmly” on your
first draft. THIS IS WHY WE TELL YOU FIRST DRAFTS ALWAYS SUCK.
Next up: dialogue tags, aka, “she said, adverbially.”