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Barry Allen | DC Comics | Requested | Not my gif

Cisco Ramon watched as Barry tried to have a conversation with you. And he really means tried. He would mix up his words when trying to say something, would stare at you almost creepily when you were talking or laughed way to loudly even when something wasn’t that funny.

He watched as you said you had to go. You and Iris were meeting up for lunch and you didn’t want to be late. He rolled his eyes as Barry offered to take you, almost eagerly, to which you politely declined and said that someone will most likely need the Flash soon. Cisco shouted out a good bye as you left.

Cisco then turned to Barry and watched as he still looked at the cortex doorway even when you were out of sight. Barry looked away and his goofy smile fell when he realized Cisco was watching him. “I know, I know”, Barry said, sighing.

“Dude, when are you going to tell her?”, Cisco says exasperatedly. It wasn’t that Cisco didn’t like you, in fact you were like a sister to him. He was just getting tired of seeing Barry making wistful eyes at you all the time. “We’ve talked about this! Just tell her you’re in love with her!” 

Barry shakes his head and runs a hand over his hair, “ Trust me, I’ve tried. But every time when i’m ready to tell her, we get interrupted. And if it’s not that, then it’s me.” He stares off into nothing and an enamored smile slowly creeps onto his face, “ She makes me nervous. She’s just... so amazing. When I look at her, I forget everything and everyone around us.”

Cisco purses his lips and pats Barry in the back, almost sympathetically. “You’ve got it real bad dude”, he says, then smiling, “ It’s a good thing you have me as your best friend. I am going to help you, but only because I am tired of seeing you following her around like a puppy and because I totally ship you two.” 

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A/N: I was incredibly stuck on this one, I don’t know why. It wasn’t exactly how I imagined it but, it’ll do. I also feel like it’s super long. Let me know if it is.

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Cold Shoulder Part Two

Okay so I just read your cold shoulder imagine and please do another part, please it was amazing! Also I love your writing! Have a good day! Announcement: Here’s part two! I hope you guys like how it ended, and if not then I can always do another part. Thank you for reading and I hope you’re all doing well. Enjoy! :-) Warnings: Mention of guns/Mentions of killing.

This can’t be happening, no no no no, it can’t be real! You couldn’t breathe, your heart was ramming itself against your chest so violently you thought your ribs were going to break. You were dragged inside an armored truck and people dressed like they were prepared for war followed you inside. One of them shoved you roughly onto one of the metal benches and cuffed your hands and feet to the floor. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to control your breathing, tried to keep your powers in check, tried not to think about how you could have killed someone, tried not to think about how they were going to throw you in a hole to rot for the rest of your days…

You snapped your eyes when the van started moving and glanced around. They weren’t exactly pointing their guns directly at your face… But they weren’t about to let their guards down, either. You sighed bitterly, it’s not like you were going to try anything, you deserved this. You just about killed this city’s greatest hero. You dearly hoped he was ok.

You were trying to keep yourself under control, trying to not hyperventilate, and definitely trying not to flash freeze anyone else, no pun intended. You huffed out a sigh and slouched back, banging your head on the wall as you did so. Everyone sat in silence as the van jostled around every time it hit a pothole. This went on for a few more minutes until you felt the van stop and heard the engine shut off. Everyone tensed up and as the back doors swung open you were unchained from the floor and roughly shoved out onto the pavement. You were led inside a large grey cement building where you were searched and promptly shoved into a tiny cell.

The thick metal door was slammed shut behind you and after a moment of relative silence, you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding and slumped back against the wall. Tears stung your eyes, you couldn’t believe what was happening, just yesterday, you were talking to your friends about seeing a movie this weekend, and now, you were a criminal.

It seemed like hours had passed since they threw you in there. You were just about to slip into blissful unconsciousness when all of a sudden, you heard what might have been an explosion outside of the building. You jumped up and onto the sorry excuse for a bed and craned your neck to look outside, all the guards were running outside, including, it seemed, the two stationed outside your cell door. You were still trying to look out the tiny window when you heard the door to your cell buzz and slam open. Whipping your head around and almost falling off the bed, your eyes looked over and met those of none other than the Flash.

Your eyes opened wide with shock as you started stammering out an apologie, “I-Flash-Mr. Flash, sir, I-I am really truly super sorry about almost freezing you, I was panicking and I couldn’t control my powers and I fully expect you to be angry at me for the rest of your life but I want you to know that I didn’t mean to do it and-”

He cut you off before you could keep making a fool out of yourself, “Listen, we can’t talk now, we gotta go.”

The Flash extended his hand towards you. Not getting the hint, you looked at his hand and then back up at his face quickly, “Wh-What do you mean?”

“I mean we’re breaking you out of here, now come on!”

Slowly getting off the bed, you looked deep into his eyes, “But I hurt you, I deserve to be here.”

He looked back at you with puppy dog eyes and said, “No, you don’t, you said it yourself, it was an accident. You said you cant control your powers and my team and I can help with that. But, that’s only if we leave right now.”

After a moments hesitation, you slipped your hand into his and suddenly he picked you up bridal style and the world become nothing more than a blur. You shut your eyes to keep from becoming dizzy even though it was all over within a matter of seconds. Once you felt the two of you stop moving you cracked open your eyes and immediately felt your cheeks become warm. The room the two of you stopped in was large and looked like a lab, but the part that made you embarrassed was the fact that there were three other people staring at you curled up against the Flash like a scared child. He set you down and you quickly tried to straighten your hair and clothes to look more presentable.

The Flash spoke first, “Y/N, this is my team,” he gestured towards the trio that consisted of an older gentleman with a suit on and a police badge peeking out, a young woman in her twenties with kind eyes and a 1000 watt smile, and young guy with long hair and an amused look on his face.

After a moment, you remembered your manners and spoke up, “Hello, I’m Y/N, but I guess you already knew that.” You added in an awkward smile at the end as an attempt to ease the tension in the room a bit.

They each introduced themselves as Joe, Caitlin, and Cisco, each sending a smile in your direction. Wow, you thought, these were friendly people.

After a few moments, Flash finally broke the awkward silence, “So, Y/N, like I had said earlier, my team and I, we can help you control your powers. I know when I first got mine I was nervous and scared of what they meant for my future. But, then, with help, I realized that my powers could be used for good, so I became the Flash. We want to help you control your powers and maybe, one day, you could help save this city with us. You don’t have to, of course, its a very large responsibility, but we’ll still help you out.”

You looked at the Flash with wide eyes, not expecting this conversation to take this kind of turn, “But, I hurt you. Aren’t you afraid I might be a bad guy? I mean I’m not, but… I guess what I’m trying to say is, after what I did to you, why did you break me out?”

He thought about his answer for a moment, “It’s because I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. I looked into your eyes and I knew that you were just scared. I broke you out because you’re innocent.”

You looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, and then you glanced at the other three people in the room.

After a heavy pause, you answered, “I mean, it would be rather nice to not freeze almost anything I touch. I am still very sorry about that by the way.”

The Flash smiled in your direction as you heard Cisco speak up, “So does that mean…”

You finished his sentence for him, “I’ll join you guys, if you’ll have me.”

The four of them paused, looking at each other. For a moment you thought you had said something wrong and they were angry at you before Caitlin looked you in the eyes.

With another smile, she said, “Welcome to the team, Y/N.”

Cold Shoulder

One-shot (if you’ve seen the Flash T.V. show): The reader is a metahuman w/ cryokinetic abilities and can’t control them, and when Barry tries to help, the reader ends up hurting him w/their powers? Basically, please give the reader an “Elsa-complex” Announcements: I really had fun with this one *sadistic laughter* and I really hope that you all enjoy. I was thinking about possibly doing a part 2 with this one, if anybody wants to request it *wink wink*. Warnings: A little bit of violence and self deprecation.

This was just NOT your day. Currently you running away from Central City PD after a simple misunderstanding. You were just going about your day at your job when a customer who’s arms were full, tripped. You had reached out and tried to catch her but, somehow, that had set off your powers. Suddenly, everything that the customer had dropped smashed into the floor into thousands of tiny, frozen pieces. The next few minutes were filled with people screaming and running away from you, and eventually, CCPD showing up, thinking you were another super villain.

You had dashed out of there, not knowing what else to do except get away from anyone else you could hurt. And that’s where you are now. In your work uniform, running away with little ice patches forming wherever you stepped. Soon you found yourself in one of the more run down places in the city, mostly just abandoned warehouses.

Ducking into one, you were about halfway through the floor when there was suddenly a red blur in front of you. One moment it was just empty space, the next there was a man in a red spandex suit in front of you. The Flash.

You stumbled back, “No, please, don’t come any closer! I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ignoring what you said, he started inching forward, approaching you like a scared animal, “It’s ok, I can help you.”

With every step he took forward you were taking two steps back, “No, no, please. I don’t know how to control it. Please, stop!”

Ice was starting to grow around you rapidly, moving out in all directions, even up the walls. The Flash looked away from you for a moment, as if listening to something, which he probably was.

After a moment he looked back at you with is kind eyes and tried again, “Please, just calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to help.”

Your back hit the wall and now you started feeling like a cornered animal, shutting your eyes you held your hands out in front of you, trying to make him back off a bit.

“Get back!” You yelled.

Suddenly, ice streaked from your hands and struck the Flash in the chest, sending him flying backwards. Your eyes shot open in shock. Oh no, no, no, no. That’s not good. You didn’t mean to do that.

Everything was quiet for a moment, then you gained back some of your senses, “F-Flash? Oh, God, are you ok? I- I didn’t mean for that to happen! I promise, I’m sorry!”

Against your urge to run away, you started inching forward, trying to see if he was ok, “Flash? A-Are you ok?”

You didn’t want to get too close to him in case your powers went off again, so you gave him a wide berth and circled around to try and see his face. He didn’t look good. His lips were starting to turn blue and what little you could see of his face was deathly white. Ice crystals formed on his eyelashes and his entire chest was encase in ice. Your hand went to cover your mouth.

You did it again. You messed up and now someone, a symbol of hope to this city, a superhero, was dying, or already dead. You did something that no super villain could do before, because you didn’t control your stupid power. While he was trying to help you, no less. That make you a super villain, you thought. You’re nothing better than a super villain. You started hyperventilating.

“I’m so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. It’s all my fault.”

All of a sudden, he groaned in response. It was so quiet that you all, almost didn’t hear it. You gasped in a sort of relief that he wasn’t dead.

You thought he tried to say anything else but before he could, police and SWAT started pouring through what seemed like every entrance. All of them had guns and they were being pointed at your head. You tried to calm yourself down as everyone started yelling at you to get down. Dropping to your knees and raising your hands, you tried focusing on the Flash, who was currently trying to move. He managed to roll over onto his back and look you in the eyes.

With one last attempt before they dragged you up and out of the building, you managed to say, “I’m so sorry.”