#Caitlin didnt get to be the star of the show

[ccswife]

Oh No..

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part 4: is it working?

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pairing๛: kate martin x iowau!reader

synopsis๛: kate catches you watching your saved edits of her

warnings: slight angst (barely)

not a lot of dialogue in this one, but low-key proof read :D

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It's sunday morning, and you wake up to a bright ray of sun in your face, peeking through the barely-shut curtains. turning over in your very, very warm bed, you notice the time on your phone.

as well as some notifications..

9:23AM

notification center

3 messages from bear🐻

[goodmorning star sunshine!]

[hows the hangover?]

[r u alive]

you reply to her texts and chat for a little bit. she admits halfway through your in-depth conversation about what you drank and what color your throwup was, that she didnt remember anything from last night. ANYTHING. your head was already reeling from the raging hangover you had aquired, and this made it ten times worse. you begin to play a game of eenie-minie-moe with yourself. "do i tell her? do i say nothing? do i ruin it? do i protect my own feelings?" after at least 7 minutes, you come to the conclusion to not say anything. hey, you know what they say! ignorance is bliss!

you climb out of bed and grab some clothes to go take a hot bath. bathes are very good on tense muscles, and aroma-therapy helps to ease anxiety, reduce inflammation and sooth headaches. it was about 10 when you hopped in, and you planned to stay there till the water got cold. after the fact, you showered quickly to wash the grime off and get the hairspray out of your hair. finally getting dressed into a comfy pair of sweats and a oversized shirt, you go to cook some breakfast. cooking breakfast always was a good thinking time for you, as it wasnt super busy in the mornings and you could stand there and watch the eggs or pancakes cook whilst contemplating every decision you have ever made leading up to that moment. todays topic was " what the hell did i do to get into this position with the girl i love!" and it did not dissapoint! feeling that the topic was actually taking years off your life, you decide to give yourself a kate break and call out of work for monday. you used the "im sick *cough cough* and i never take days off!" excuse and it worked surprisingly well!

after a calm morning and breakfast, you chilled on the couch and put on a random show for some backround noise. it was now about 11ish, nearning 12. scrolling through instagram reels, you get a notification that kate posted on her story. (yes, you have her story notifs on.) clicking on the notif, it brings you to her story.

you nearly dropped your phone.

another woman....hiding her face..... LUNCH DATE?!?!?!?!? so shes seeing someone? you've never seen this woman in your life, so obviously a secret. even from you, her best friend. honestly, it took some life out of you. with everything going on between you two, you didn't exactly know how to feel. did you deserve to feel like this, like you had been "betrayed"? part of you knew that that was a little dramatic, but nevertheless still very valid. if there was one thing that Kate and the girls had taught you, its that your feelings will always be valid, whether they change or stay the same. these specific feelings made you lose your appetite, and frankly the will to live. aggressively turning your phone off, you get out of the deep crevice you were shoved in on your couch and make your way back to the bedroom.

"and here, I shall lay"

you dramatically say as you fall onto the bed, draping a hand on your forehead as you do so. you opt to watch "Crazy Rich Asians", just to believe-in some sort of love, and cuddle up in between the sheets. half-way through the movie, you feel multiple buzzes from your phone. opening it up, you see a bunch of texts from a very worried gabbie and caitlin. they know what happened last night, so the story she posted as alarming to them as well.

shhhh🤫

gabbie babbie wabbie

y/n are you alive

sos

hello

caity baby

we saw kates story

obviously its not u cuz ur not tagged

r u ok

gabbie babbie wabbie

lil harsh there cait...

caity baby

whoops sorry

but r u alive

get out of bed

gabbie babbie wabbie

y/n🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

hello🥺🥺🥺

answer pls we miss you and wanna know ur alive

caity baby

y/nnnnnnnnnnn

after scrolling through the messages, you liked a few and explained you were ok, and that you took tomorrow off and are gonna lay in bed for a while. they remind you to eat and be good to yourself and you reluctantly agree and promise to them that you'll comply. finally finishing your heart-wrenching movie, you fall into a light sleep. periodically you respond to your texts, as kate had been texting you quite normally. this includes all the regular nicknames and stupid jokes she always made. you'd be lying if you didn't love the normalcy she was exuding, and that it didn't bring you comfort in your relationship. it just solidified your decision to not tell her about last night, in order to keep what you two have now. you were sure that you could shove all the feelings down and support your long time best-friend in her romantic endeavors (not with you). at about 7 o'clock, kate asked if she could 'stop by' and obviously you agreed.

IF you were being 100% honest with yourself, you were seriously nervous. you hoped that you wouldn't slip about what happened and how you felt about the insta story. at exactly 7:16pm, kate knocked on the door of your apartment and you graciously let her in, immediately being engulfed into a bear hug. she had the biggest smile on her face as she pulled back to look at you.

"hello beautiful" she tucks a piece of hair behind your earn, rubbing her thumb against your blushed cheek. "I missed you today! it feels like its been forever" she pouts at you, doing her signature puppy eyes.

you giggle at her and reply in a blissful tone. "ive missed you too katie bear, how was your day?" pulling away from you, she starts to walk to your bed room, you following close behind. " it was actually really good! I had a really good lunch today. you would've died at how good it was. it was some Italian place downtown." she draws out the emphasis on 'really', and continues to talk as she plops on to your bed. " I went out with my friend nancy, she graduated last year and is interning at a dental place by school" you join her on the bed. "oh yea? is she a new friend?" curiosity killed the cat, but you tried to be as discrete as you could with the tone of your voice. obviously since she was talking about it, she is open to the subject. kate goes on to rant about how she's her new friend, how they met at a coffee place, blah blah blah. then she gets to the surprising part.

"-and then after we talked about edits, she mentioned how she has a whole folder of them! I dont think ive met anyone with a folder of women's ball edits! it was so funny, and then she mentioned how there were a few of me in it! I laughed so hard I-" after she said that you stopped listening and internally crashed out. never met anyone with that?????? does she not remember catching you???? it genuinely boggled you how one of the only people that remembers every single detail about you could forget that. deciding again not to say anything, you mentally join back into the conversation and give her 'mm's and 'ohh yea's to let her know you were acknowledging her rant. the conversation slowly turned into showing each other stupid tiktoks and reels. both of your eyes began to droop, and whilst laying on each other, the two of you fell asleep.

and together you peacefully slept, blissfully unaware of anything else happening in the world

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a/n ◕‿↼ : wooooo finally chapter 4!!!! I finally got a laptop so this is way more fun and wayyy easier to do so im a tad bit more motivated. I know this one wasn't the most exciting and didn't hav much dialogue but there's a lot to come guys dont worry I'm cooking up some good chapters. love you pookies! enjoy pls🤗

[cogentranting]

Cisco's reasoning for leaving Central City would honestly make so much more sense as a Caitlin story line.

Not that I want her to leave either. I don't. But the idea of being stuck, not progressing, needing to go out and find themselves fits Caitlin so much better.

Cisco in the past seven years, became a superhero, has invented numerous important things used by multiple superhero teams, the police and Argus, has a job working with the police as a consultant (which in turn establishes him as sort of THE metahuman tech expert), had close friendships with Caitlin, Barry, previously Wells(x at least 3), Ralph and now Chester, and has pretty consistently had serious love interests. Genuinely, I'm not sure what he's looking for that is unfulfilled here, and don't know why his fear is that he'll get stuck while everyone else moves on because I think he's got the most diverse set of opportunities at the moment and the most flexible skill set. It would be one thing if he specifically wanted to go create Ramon Industries but that isn't on his mind yet (hopefully it will be) and doesn't inherently entail leaving and doesn't intuitively include the fear he expressed.

Meanwhile CAITLIN: had not had a love interest since season 3 (was she actually with Julian ever? I can't remember. If not then the last time she dated someone it was a serial killer five years ago. And before that it was her husband who died); is close friends with Cisco and her split personality and in theory Barry (but that rarely gets emphasized), and that's it (not that she's not friends with Iris and Ralph and whoever but those aren't major relationships on the show); she has only the Star Labs job where she primarily acts as a medic; her most significant career achievement was the metahuman cure and now that's being used to threaten people she cares about and as a potential human rights violation; SPENT THE BETTER PART OF A YEAR JUST LETTING HER SPLIT PERSONALITY LIVE LIFE FOR HER BECAUSE APPARENTLY SHE DIDNT HAVE ANYTHING GOING ON; had most of her major life milestones for the last several years revolve around Frost who now split apart from her and then went to jail presumably for the rest of her life.

If you told me that Caitlin felt her career and personal life were stagnating and she was unfulfilled in her role on the team (which has mostly been supplanted by Frost and Cisco and Iris) and that losing Frost made her look around and feel like she had to go figure out what she really wanted out of life, both personally and professionally and to get a fresh start, I'd say yeah that makes sense. Even if I dont want Caitlin to go, that fits with what her character has been through. The same is not true for Cisco.

And again, I don't want either Cisco or Caitlin to leave. But they REALLY need to step it up with Caitlin's story line-- and by that I mean they should give her one.

[viandclintbarton-supremacy]

Imagine being from remnant and showing Team Flash you power and weapon

(You are Ruby and Yang's older sibling, Your weapon and semblance is the same as ruby's but your scythe turns into a machine gun)

After the fall of beacon you were running through the school as it was burning, you saw ruby and yang get air lifted out and tried to find any survivors until you accidently ran through a portal thing and ended on earth one and landing right in front of Barry allen and Nora Allen who were shocked to find you. You were confused by your surroundings and didn't know where you were

After they took you back to star labs and ran tests on you but cisco kept looking at your weapon in its gun form

Cisco: "Do Kids normally carry guns around from wherever your from," You gave a slight offended look

Y/N: "One I'm a 18, two i'm from remnant and three no only professional huntsmen and huntresses or those training be carry thier weapons" Cisco blinked and looked at the rest od the team giving them a really look

Cisco: "Great, we picked up a child solder" he said in a sarcastic way

Barry: "What is a huntsmen?" Barry said making everyone look at you woth curiosity especially cisco and nora. You scratch your head thinking how to explain it

Y/N: "Well they are defenders in a way, we protect the people of remnant from crime and thiese creatures called grimm who are attracted to negative emotion"

Barry nodded with a little smile thinking of how similar these huntsmen are too heroes

Nora was standing next to you fascinated by meeting someone from another realm. (I don't know what to call it) Iris and joe found it strange that thier were people in training for this and this is an a actual career choice

And Harrison was also fascinated and started to look you up and down

Cisco looked at caitlin and both were amused and intrested more. They both looked at you then to each other then the drawing board then at each other again and ran to board and wrote what you said down

Caitlin: "So is it like one big network? Like your an army, an organisation or something" she said questioning you, you scratch your ear thinking

Y/N: "Not really, there is the army from atlas but its not made from huntmens just soldiers, We take contracts that have been reporteded by civilians and then we do our job. And we don't really and we don't really have anything like an organisation. There is 4 academys, one for each kingdom" Cisco, barry and nora "ooed" in excitement as caitlin wrote down the details

Nora: "So kingdoms as in Kings and queens?" nora leaned on your shoulders clearly interested

Y/N: "Thier used to be centuries ago but thier was a war between all four kingdoms until it ended on a island called vytal, the King of vale won the war so to speak but all 4 leaders decided to abolish being kings or queens which led to peace and the academys being made"

Nora: "Schway" you looked at nora confused but everyone kept looking at you

Cisco: "What are these academys called" Cisco said like a child as he wrote down the information quickly as he can

Y/N: "Well you have Shade academy from Vacuo, Then Haven academy from Mistral, then there is Atlas academy in Atlas and finally you have Beacon academy in Vale, which is my academy"

Cisco smiled in excitement as he wrote all of this down as caitlin studied them.

Barry was interested in this earth he was hearing about and wanted to learn more.

Wells was thinking, trying to find out if he had heard of these places before

Nora was amazed to hear about a place for people to protect the public

Joe and iris couldn't help but think of the dangers the children of these academys could get into

Caitlin turned to you

Caitlin: "So these academys, how do they help you? Is it all combat training" You smiled at her feeling that you can trust these guys

Y/N: "There is a lit of combat training but you also learn about history and take test and stuff. Ever since i started at the academy i learned how to use my weapon and semblance much better in combat" everyone frowned at you

Harrison: "What did you mean semblance?" You frowned

Y/N: "you don't know what a semblance is most of remnant have it?" they all shook their heads "Um well, i guess.......its like a super power"

Cisco stopped writing and turned to you gasping, while everyone was surprised

Cisco "You have powers!?"

Y/N: "Yep" you said non chantley

Nora appreard infront of you

Nora: "Show us please please please" barry and cisco both came up next to her saying please too

You looked around iris and joe shrugged basically saying you have no choice, while caitlin gave a begging look

Harrison was closer to you and was still looking you up and down

You looked at them sheepishly

Y/N: "Is there a field where i can show you guys?"

A Field nearby

Y/N: "Oof its cold" you were standing on a field while the rest of the guys were watching

Cisco: "Come on red lets go, i wanna experiment the hell out if you" you looked at him wide eyed

Iris jabbed cisco's arm which he held in pain

Barry: "Don't mind him, his crazy but not a crazy enough to remove something of yours" You gave a nervous smile.

You looked to the field and show a medium rock and you decided you would run to it and back again. you jumped up and down warming up, you glanced at nora who gave you a thumbs up

You breathed in and out

"WHOOSH"

The whole in shock you just disappeared into red roses

Joe: "H-he turned into flowers" harrison sighed

Nora: "im confused"

Harrison: "Follow the trail" everyone did as hr said and at the end was you waving back

Barry: "W-wait did he just-"

"WHOOSH"

he was cut by rose petals flying infront of him as you was now back where you were before you ran

Y/N: "Thats my semblance, Speed"

Iris, joe and caitlin were wide eyed

Wells was slightly smiling with a face that said of course you power is speed

Cisco stared to laugh happily

While Nora and Barry somewhat smiling but with their jaws dropped

Barry: "I think we are gonna got along just fine" you frowned but then a flash of electricity burst from barry as he ran fast copying your route and stopped infront of you smirking

You were wide eyed and gobsmacked

Y/N: "y-yyou-"

Nora: "HEY" you glanced at nora and she then did the same as Barry, she ran to the rock and then back infront of you

"We can run fast too"

Y/N: "THATS SO COOL, YOU GUYS ARE LIKE ME BUT WITH ELECTRIC COMING OUT OF YOU" You said like a little kid getting a chrismas gift

Barry: "What about you, you leave rose petals. THATS AWESOME" Barry laughed heartly as nora bent down and pickes up a bunch and threw em in the air. You laughed at her action but still you couldn't believe your luck. You bump into two people who can run faster then you

Harrison: "So another speedster but leaves rose's and looks way more elegant at running then you two do" he said glancing at the two infront of yoh who rolled thier eyes in return

Y/N: "I guess i am speedstar in way but my speed helps me get in close and personal with chop up some grimm" you said proudly

Joe: "Chop? What you have a sword now?" he said in disbelief

You frowned, no my sycthe. Oh i didnt show them it

Y/N: "OH sorry, you only saw it in gun form" you reached for your weapon on your lower back"

Barry: "Gun form?"

You puller the latch and it transformed into its sycthe mode

Barry/Nora: "HOLY SHIT"

Cisco: "OH MY GOD ITS BEAUTIFUL" cisco looks at you like a crazied fanboy

Joe/iris: "I need a drink"

Harrison and caitlin were just wide eyed

Nora: "HOW CAN YOU HOLD THAT THING UP" (wink wink)

Y/N: "This is called blooming rose and I designed her to not be too heavy for me" You could then felt cisco breathing next to you

Cisco: "Y-you made her" You smiled and nodded, cisco threw his arm around your shoulder "Y/N i think this is a beginning to a beautiful friendship" you smiled and saw nora looking at blooming rose

You laughed and smiled and handed it to her, she smiled excitedly

Nora then tried hold the weapon up but started to lose balances and tried to lift it to her chest but then started to slowly fall backs

Nora: "aw crap" the weight was too much

"CRASH"

Y/N: "ouch"

[frenchiestan]

tagged by @tearsofgrace thanks love!!

1. name/nickname: caitlin nicknames: freckles or kale 

2. gender: she/her

3. star sign: aries

4. height: 5′9″ 

5. time: 12:30pm

6. birthday: march 31st

7. favorite bands/groups: walk the moon, queen, p!atd, haim, paramore, imagine dragons, the band perry

8. favorite solo artists: taylor swift, harry styles, hozier, janelle monae, king princess, maggie rogers, florence, lorde, halsey, carly rae jepsen, kesha

9. song stuck in my head: weirdly... wanna be by the spice girls. i could not tell you why lmao

10. last movie: home alone 2 

11. last show: new girl (randomly decided to rewatch it)

12. when did i create this blog: technically summer 2014 but i didnt post anything until january 2015

13. what do i post: cas, dean, destiel, cockles, general spn and cast, memes, and gender theory 

14. last thing googled: sam purple dog shirt (part of a discussion on how early seasons sam is a lesbian dont worry about it)

15. other blogs: @hemmswrth - aesthetic multifandom blog that i rarely post on anymore whoops

16. do i get asks: ive been getting a lot more recently and im SO BAD at answering them im sorry

17. why i chose my url: because [texas accent] who doesn’t love freckles?

18. following: 348

19. followers: ~2.2k how??!!!?!

20. average hours of sleep: i either get 4 or 10 lol

21. lucky number: 13 (tay tay stans will know)

22. Instrument: i sing if that counts?

23. what am i wearing: americorps tee and no pants ✌️

24. dream job: urban planner either at the nonprofit or municipal level

25. dream trip: 6 months in europe or new zealand 

26. favorite food: waffles

27. nationality: american (irish and german decent)

28. favorite song: no <3 (its like a 10 way tie lmao)

29. last book read: currently reading cat’s cradle by vonnegut (its the dean!coding)

30. top three fictional universes i’d like to live in: supernatural, lotr, star trek

tagging @antifacas @valleydean @smiledean @shelikestv @dreamnovak @good-things-do-happen-dean @heller-jensen and anyone that wants to!

[superhero-daugthers11]

Story of a Speedster

Hayley Allen Muse

@universeofmuses​

Hayley woke up on a bed in the emergency room of Star Labs. She sat up and she felt the room spin, she felt a pounding in her head that didnt seem to stop. she felt like a hundred bricks had been thrown at her head. her arms and legs throbbed, but she could still move them. She looked to her left and saw her mother and her grandfather, the two sat up straight and leaning on each other as they slept.

“Mom?” she called out. But she couldnt hear her own voice.  “Mom? Grandpa Joe?” Still no sound. “Mom!?! Grandpa Joe?!”

Her mother and grandfather jolted up. Joe practically jumped out of his seat. they approached her and looked at her with concerned expressions. Iris patted her daughters head and kissed her cheek. the two spoke at her, but she could hear what they were saying.

“Why are you whispering?” Hayley questioned, hopeful against the odds, that it was something simple as that.

Iris and Joe looked at each other and shook there heads. Then began to have a conversation, which she couldnt hear any of. The two looked incredibly worried, Iris began to cry half way through the conversation. 

She saw her father rush into the room. Part her was fearful, knowing she disobeyed her parents biggest rule. Yet the other part was so happy that he was alive. 

“Dad, before you say anything just give me a second to explain. ” she told her father desperately.  “I only did it because I saw you were in trouble, I didnt want to lose you...and this city cant afford to lose you either. I-I thought I could save you and get myself out quickly.” 

Sometimes we do stupid things for the ones we love. Hayley always was told that she could do anything if she really set my mind on it and she believe it with all her heart that its true. She had heard the stories of how her father constantly won battles and saved the world, even when the odds were stacked against him. So she figured if he could do that then she could too. This what happened before this point:

Hayley had always been one of the prides of her parents life. At 8 years old, she already had a genius IQ and was able to attend of the most challenging private schools, only a few towns outside the city. She strived within school and yet her dreams were not within academics. She longed to one day follow in her fathers footsteps and be a hero to the city. She knew her father loved the idea of his daughter one day becoming the new Flash, whereas her mother was a bit more cautious of the idea. Her father Dad would take her with him to Star Labs on weekends and he taught her how to run faster and fight. He also gave her lessons on how to use her mind against the bad guys. Her parents had always agreed that she would not be allowed to fight in a real battle until she was at least 18, and even then she would have to be accompanied by her father. Her parent told her maybe by 25 she could fight a battle alone. She was their shining star and they knew the dangers of the hero life. Yet Hayley was only 14 and she longed to be able to be a real hero.

When Hayley got home from school, she found her mother nervously glued to the TV as the news played. Hayley knew this meant trouble.

The news trucks had gathered on the scene to The Flash`s latest battle. Filming the Flash`s fights had become a way for the news stations to secure viewers. 

Hayley`s father was already exchanging batter with the meta. Barry had told Hayley about this meta. She had been tormenting the town and using her powers to rob banks and such. She was had the ability to control people with the sound of her singing voice. He had told her about how his team created an earpiece that would block out the specific tones that she used to gain control.

The Meta made her move and began to sing her song, no words just a eire melody like greek siren. Of course she was shocked when it had no effect. He speed toward her and he knocked her down. She got back up quickly and they began to battle between each other. She was was clearly outmatched so she began to sing again. Them the meta ran to the side and suddenly two men came along there eyes were pink, the color her victims began under her control. They were two meta humans one with one with a fire blaster and the other could bend air. The man with the fire shoot towards the flash, but he manged to dodge the attacks. The air guy forced a gust of wind toward the flash that knocked him over. The battle began to be more than he could handle when more metas come on the scene, called by the female and her singing voice. Eventually the video showed him on the ground bleeding and looking helpless. The metas had him surounded and he was too weak to speed away. More and more kept coming and they kept hitting him with everything they got. The one with the fire made a fire ball appear from his hand and forced it onto The flash leg. Hayley closed her eyes and then looked up at her mother. She could see she that she was terrified.

Hayley had an idea, she knew it was a bad idea, maybe she hoped maybe it would work. She knew she couldnt just sit there and watch him die.

She speed out of the house and she went to star labs, she might have previously stolen the codes to get in. as Hayley entered she saw Barry`s team surounding the computers and talking into his ear.

“I want to help!” Hayley told them.

The all looked toward me with surprised expressions.

“Hayley-” Cisco started.

“Look i know i`m not supposed to... but i really think he could use me.”

“No no.” Caitlin remarked. “Go home, Barry and Iris were very clear, they dont want you to getting into any of this superhero stuff right now. Putting you in this fight would be dangerous beyond reason.”

“Not if i can knock out the singing meta. She goes out then her control on the men will stop then dad can escape. I dont even have to use my powers, you guys have that knock out gun thing. I`ll be in and out in no problem! Besides do you guys have any better ideas? If we dont do anything dad something bad will happen to him.”

“We cant send you out.” Cisco told her. “If anything happened to you Barry would never forgive us. We called Arrow to come and help-”

 “He`s gana take too long, Dad needs help now!” she yelled.

She rolled her eyes and went ahead with her plan, without the team. She speed off grabbing the knock gun, not very sure how it worked..but only a minor issue. she figured she was smart enough to figure it out. 

Hayley appeared at the scene.

The woman cackled as she saw Hayley. 

“Is this your rescue team? A little girl?” she laughed again. 

She shakily lifts the gun. The woman makes a screeching melody from her voice. It felt like knives being stuck into her ears. Hayley scream in pain and fell to the floor. She could feel the blood dripping down her ears and then she pass out.

(OOC: So in the flashback i controlled Barry alot, but i`m not planing to do that as the RP goes on. I just wanted to start it from the point where she is in Star Labs, but i also felt like it was important to explain what happened before hand.)

[herstarburststories]

You left me ✘ Barry Allen Imagine ✘

✘ A/N: I'm not even gonna talk about my delay because y'all know me. School's last year is busyyyy. Also, angstttt. Tbh I do not consider this one too much angst. But well. I'm having seconds thoughts about the result but let's see it!

Beta: @lyss-91.

CHECK MY MASTERLIST (bio).

✘ Request: Can you do a Barry Allen X reader and Barry comes home from work and Y/N is gone because she got powers and she couldnt control them so she Avoided Him bc she didnt want to hurt him.

3 HOURS AGO

You looked around with a helpless smile. Every molecule of your body aching, trying to make yourself stop at that exact spot in the middle of the room and wait for him, not just walk through the door and run away.

But you knew that this was the closest act of doing the right thing you would ever do. It wasn't your wish to leave, it was an altruistic need.

You held the piece of paper with her trembling hands while stared at your unique calligraphy in the tough words written there. A single cold tear slipped down your cheek, landing on the letter; proof that it hurt as much as you'd demonstrate into words.

You sniffed and shook your head, pushing these feelings away from your rationality. Doing this was necessary.

Your scarlet boots echoed on the wooden floor as you walked toward the door.

A thump, the door closed.

And there was no love left inside the apartment.

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CURRENT TIME

Dear Barry, 

No. That could not be happening. It wasn't possible, not even an imaginary option. Someone had tampered with this, right? He was a forensic scientist, he could grab it, take it to the lab and- 

Oh Jesus. That’s so cliché, huh? Dear and blah, blah, blah. Not exactly my cup of tea - I always wanted to say that-, the only romantic cliché that I ever experiencied was those annoying butterflies in my stomach everytime you touched my skin. 

No, that wit sugary could not be simulated. It was you, his girl. 

See? I mean, read? You, even when not by my side, make me act like a chick-flick romance. Bleh. 

But that’s not the point. The point is... God, how do I say it without breaking our hearts? 

Well, I don’t think there’s a politely way. Even though I'm a writer, I can't make it look softer.

I’m leaving you, babe. 

Or the girl he thought that was his. 

I’m so sorry, I really am. As much as I know that you won’t believe me, I beg you to do so: I love you. Deeply, desesperatly. Pure as the angel that you are, strong as the devil that I am, I love you. Always did, since the first time that you saw me. Or should I say stalked me on Jitters? Boy, that was creepy.

Barry Allen's first instinct was to laugh softly, as he always did when it was something about you. (Y/N), the love of his life, the incarnated affirmation of such a theory like love at first sight when he rolled his eyes at something Cisco spoke at Jitters - mission: coffee and brownie for Iris and Caitlin - and looked to the side, accidentally laying the green orbs on you, not many months ago. Unfortunately, any sign of happiness or lightness was braked in the deep of the Flash's throat. 

You were leaving.

(Y/N), abandoning him. 

Something happened. You know how that blue-haired metahuman, who Iris wrote about could control water molecules? I can control fire by myself. 

I have no idea how it happened, if anything exploded again or some anomalie inside my blood made BLOW. The thing is, if you look inside our room, you’ll notice that some places are burned. I tried to cover it as best as I could. I wish I could say that is what it is, just this small accident. 

But, of course it’s not. 

His heart was racing faster than his feet ever could, almost exploding. The air in his lungs was scarce, Barry could feel his throat closing as he gasped in opposition. 

It felt like having a panic attack, just as he had when he was a child after his mother's death. 

Once again, someone Barry loved was leaving. And he could not do anything about it. Not even now that he was Flash.

He was still that impotent eleven-years-old boy. 

Our postman, Mr. Charles, that old, gentle old man? He showed up today while I was home. As aways, he was really atencious, asking about me and you. When we’d get married. But when he extended his arm to give me the mail, I accidently burned his hand. 

Holy hell. He tried to process it, though only more questions came to distance the answers, just like his worry about you. You must be feeling so bad, so scared, so... Alone. And Mr. Charles, how was he? Was he still alive? Barry wanted to run. Either with his eyes to finish reading it or with his feet to go away, to you. Yet, there The Flash was paralyzed.

He is okay. Alive, at least. 

Reading it was, at least, a relief. Charles was a good man.  Unfortunately the good news was attached to a catastrophic thing, as always. After all, Barry Allen did not win, only The Flash did. 

He wondered why. Why (Y/N) would do this? He could have helped you, the whole Team Flash could. They dealt with similar things, even worse; they could train you until you found the power of self-control. They would have everything in hand.

The ugly answer came hard and fast, like a punch in the face.

Barry didn't tell you that he was The Flash. In his mind, for noble reasons. Protection. He loved you more than anything and wanted you to stay alive to love even more. The hero did not think that would have such brutal consequences. You screaming when you'd find out? Breaking something? Sleeping with a friend for a few nights? All this was understandable. Painful, but fleeting.

But that? That was fatal. 

I love you with every piece of my human being body. You’re the blood in my veins, the happiness in my smile. My sun to the Moon that I am. And that’s why I need to leave. 

With the powers of his persona, Barry no longer had to worry about some trivial things. His mind taking too long to understand something was one of those. But at that moment, his brain was in a chaotic loop, which would leave a wound open for a long time.

If he'd gotten home two minutes faster, maybe it would not have happened. If he had been honest with you from the beginning, he could be comforting you now. So many 'ifs' and only a reality.

If I hurt you, I wouldn’t survive. Neither would you. 

Barry's body was burning. What an irony. It was like he was about to vomit, hands shaking. The tears did not come, too frightened to see the outside world that called them so persistently. Was it his system trying to save himself by noticing that his heart was deteriorating, his senses were already leaving him?

We could just be sleeping and suddenly you'd get a burn. Or worse. I can't deal with that. I can't be okay with being around people while I am not able to control it. Me.

How strange. I always saw metahumans as people and not its. Clearly, because they are. No matter how bad they've become. Yet, right now all I feel is like an it.

I became a it.

I wonder if they felt like that. If I'll ever feel as powerful as some of them seem to.

I need to go, Barr. To far away, to find answer.

The forensic scientist knew he could faint anytime, he was giving up his own mind. 

Keep being everything this worlds needs, my nerd. 

Always yours, 

(Y/N). 

You were out there. Alone, scared. Of course, you could handle yourself. He was fully aware of that. Still, Allen knew how hard it was to deal with such powerful things. Especially when your contact time with the new part of yours was so horrendous.

And it was his fault. He felt it. 

All of it.

Barry ran away and checked the city countless times, that only took a few seconds. (Y/N) wasn't anywhere to be seen, she had probably even left the state. He went back to the apartment, grabbing the letter again. Rethinking and oscillating between his human and heroic speed to do so.

He'd lied to you for months, and still had the audacity to kiss you and promise things that he clearly could not keep up. Barry Allen let his bright star melt and trickle down his pale fingers, hurting both him and you in the process.

And (Y/N) was gone.

His mother was gone.

His father was gone.

Finally, his body forgot that foolish resistance, surrounding to its breakdown. The Scarlet Speedster, Barry fell to the ground in a thundering noise, the tear-stained letter crumpled in his right hand while he put his head between his legs and cried as hard as he could.

He was gone.

[dragonwitch77]

Death’s Flower

High up in the sky, higher than any cloud could reach, higher than any mountain peak, higher still to the stars is the realm of gods. A land filled with prosper, with rare creatures that frolic in enchanted woods, with rivers that run with crystal waters, and stone buildings fit for kings of kings. Here gods are kings that dine on the freshest and sweetest fruits, living in laps of luxury and comfort.

On the highest mountain in the realm, in the largest building filled to the speck with knowledge lives the ruler of the gods. Zaman, the God of Time. With his power of time, Zaman was in charge to make sure that everything ran its natural course. Filled with infinite wisdom and knowledge, he was the most respected and well-loved amongst the gods.

Zaman’s daughter, Lyvia, was the Goddess of Beauty. Her beauty was unmatched and could never be replicated. She gifted young women with beauty and gifts of song. Many gods and mortal men wished to be with her, but Zaman, fearing his daughter’s arrogance for attention, kept his daughter away from prying hands by keeping her in the garden.

Lyvia didn’t mind as she could watch the mortals down below with the garden’s lakes. Every day she watched as the mortals struggled day in and day out, working and fighting against one another and finding it amusing when one should proclaim their love for her. But as the days went by, Lyvia started to feel an emptiness inside of her.

Day in and day out, she watched as mortal woman found love, baring children into the world. It left her envious for she had a soft spot for young innocents. She longed to hold a small child close to her chest, to sing sweet lullabies to calm their cries, to enjoy the simple outlook a child had on the world and teach a young mind the world around them.

But Zaman since refused to let her out of the garden or to let any man into his home, she could never have a child of her own with a man or god.

However, Lyvia was not without her cleverness.

If she could not have a child with another man or god, then she would have a child that she made herself. For long nights, Lyvia searched through her father’s ancient knowledge, looking over notes and studies for any hope to make a child. She asked her father, begging him if he had any idea how to make this child without a man.

Zaman, while not pleased of his daughter’s idea, could not provide her with any answers to her task. For how could child be born without both a woman and a man?

This did not stop Lyvia from trying to find an answer. Years went by, fruitless night searching her father’s study proved to be a useless chase. So, she called for the oldest god for help. Veleda, the eldest Goddess of Fates. Hoping Veleda had what she seeked, the younger god told Veleda of her woes and her desire.

Pitying the young goddess, Veleda whispered into her ear of what she deeply desired.

Joy leapt into Lyvia’s heart, and the goddess was filled with happiness. She thanked Veleda, setting off at once to fill out her heart’s desire.

With her new knowledge, she quickly set to work making her child. She told her father of her plan, begging him to gather what was needed to make her child. Hesitant, Zaman carried out his daughter’s wishes, for he wished his daughter only happiness.

Gathering all that she needed, Lyvia set to work making her child. But it was not a task that could be accomplished in a single night.

Despite following Veleda’s every word and task needed, Lyvia could not make a child. Her attempts would end with failure with disappointment and sadness filling the goddess’s heart. Still, she persisted, determined to have her child, no matter how long it took or how many times she failed.

Night after night she tried to make her child, and night after night she failed. With each failure, Lyvia wept with sadness, not understanding how she could not make a child. She deeply believed in Veleda’s shared knowledge, refusing to stop till she had her child in her arms.

Many long nights went by, until the ninth month one night, when Lyvia’s stubbornness finally paid off when a child’s first breath cried into the night sky. Her many trails and errors had finally rewarded her with the child she longed for.

Her very own baby girl.

)*(

Once word had gotten out that Lyvia had brought the new little god into the world, many flooded the hill hoping to see this newborn. Zaman still kept many of the men away from his home, but allowed some gods to enter, bearing gifts for his grandchild.

“Oh man goodness! Look at her! She’s absolutely prefect Lyvia! Look at her little fingers~! And her pudgy face! That’s a face of a troublemaker, I can tell.”

Caitlin, the Goddess of Felines and Large Beasts, cooed at the new little god wrapped in fine silk blankets in Lyvia’s arms. She was short in height with a big build in her body, though she claimed that she wasn’t round and just pudgy on all sides. Her skin was dark with patches of white on her skin here and there, dressed in animal skins that made her look more feline if her tail and ears and cat like face weren’t enough.

“Oi! You said that exact same thin’ ‘bout me own kids! N’ they all turned out fine!” Someone shouted from across the room.

It was the well-known God of War, Coriander. He was an odd ball god, not only for his short stature and even shorter temper, but for always wearing his armor and never taking it off, even when there was no war going on. No god or mortal has ever seen his face due to his large helmet and bright golden orange hair covering his eyes.

“Are you still wearing that dusty thing?! For the Sisters sake, take it off! That thing is covered in blood and who knows what else!” Caitlin chastise, her tail swishing to and fro. “In fact, don’t come any nearer than you are! I don’t want you making the baby sick!”

“But Ah want tae look at the lil’ one!”

“Darling, your own wife wouldn’t let you hold your kids in that thing.”

The hairs on Coriander’s neck stood on end, bristling with anger as he quickly turned on his heels and hissed. “Shut yer peck neck mouth Grunde!”

Grunde, the God of Music, simply smiled easily as he smoothly stepped around the smaller god. Grunde was a more easy going god than the rest, favoring as what he call, a time before it reaches its popular. He dressing was questionable as his clothing covered most of his body in a red scarlet that had stone sewn in, making him sparkle in the light. Not to mention how he had asked the builders for his sandals to have very questionable extensions, making him just as tall as the rest of the gods around him. While his dressing was questionable, it was his hair that caught most attention. Every dark hair on top of his head was somehow pulled up into a large bouncing ball of puffy hair.

No one was sure how the god had managed such a task, or how he could do such absurd thing and somehow managing to make it look fitting on him. Maybe it was his bazaar nature. Maybe it was just how he was. Or maybe, just maybe, he did it all just to annoy Coriander.

It was well known that the two had a long lasting rivalry. No one knows or remembers how their rivalry began, but it was clear that the two would never truly get along with each other.

“My my! So this is the new little god I’ve heard about!” Grunde made his way over, taking in the sight of the newborn. “Magnificent! She is truly stunning! Almost like her mother!”

Lyvia blushed, hugging her daughter close. “She has father’s blue eyes and my fair skin. I’m hoping that when she gets older, she’ll have my singing talent and father’s wisdom.”

“A grand thing to hope for darling!” Grunde cheered. “It will be a grand day to hear two lovely ladies singing together!”

“Jus’ as long as ya don’t spread yer gaudy taste in fashion to the child!” Coriander shouted. “We suffer ‘nough with you lookin’ like a walkin’ tomato!”

Grunde’s face turned red with anger, spinning around and storming up to Coriander where the two started shouting insults at each other that were so loud, gods could hear it from four corridors away.

The baby in Lyvia’s arm started to squirm as the shouting from the two gods disturbed her nap. Her face scrunched in discomfort and as the shouting continued, getting louder and louder with each insult, she started to cry.

“Now look what you to idiots have done!” Caitlin growled, her eyes turning sharp with anger. “You went and disturbed the baby!” With an angry growl, she stormed over to the two, grabbing each of them by the neck and dragged them out of the room. “If neither of you can behave, then you shouldn’t bother showing up!”

Lyvia could only watch as the two gods were dragged out of the room with loud protests before her attention went back to her crying child. “Shh, it’s okay young one. Mother is here. I’m here. I’m here.” She whispered soft words to her child, rocking herself back and forth till the child’s cries settled into whimpers and then lulled to slumber.

“I’m impressed.” A deep old voice startled the young god, but relaxed at the sight of her father standing in the doorway. “You hadn’t had her for more than one night and already seem like a natural at this.”

“Father. I didn’t see you there. Have you’ve come to lecture me again?”

Zaman chuckled, rubbing his short white beard. “No, no. I just wanted to see my daughter and her child.”

“Then come say hello. She is your granddaughter.” Lyvia smiled, beckoning her father forward and showing her child with love. “Isn’t she wonderful? One day, she’ll be big and strong and ruling over the mortals like a real god. And she will be well known to all.”

“Don’t make hasty predictions just yet my child. Let her be a child for now and a powerful being later.” Zaman lightly touched his grandchild’s cheek. “I want to enjoy having a grandkid around for a long time.”

Lyvia giggled, kissing her child’s head.

The happy moment did not last however, as the room suddenly felt cold and dead. Lyvia’s eyes were suddenly wide with fear and her skin turned a pale color. Zaman’s three eyes narrowed, turning towards the doorway where cries of shock and horror were emanating.

“So our final guest has arrived.” Zaman spoke slowly, his cape fluttering as he stepped out of the room and made his way to the main room where it was filled with gods and goddesses. They all were pressed against the walls, fear etched onto their faces as whispers filled the room with eyes trained on the one lone being that stood in the center.

The being was tall, taller than any god in the room. Even taller than Grunde without any silly sandal extensions. The being was covered by a dark cloak that concealed their identity, standing tall and straight that demanded respected with their hood covered head held high and their golden eyes void of any emotion other than disdain and irritation glowing in the darkness deep inside the hood.

“What’s he doing here?”

“No one has died yet have they?”

“Gods don’t die! We’re immortal!”

“Has he come to curse the child?”

“How evil!”

“Well! How… unexpected to see you here.” Zaman smiled, though it seemed forced and lacking of any real qualities of a smile. “What brings the God of Death to my humble home Se-?”

“Do not speak that name to me.” The dark god hissed through gritted teeth, pulling his hood back. “That name was given by mortals. I refused to be associated with anything they may claim to know about beings like us.”

Zaman frowned. “Come on, you don’t really expect us to call you by that ridicules name you keep insisting to use. Sepht—”

“Snatcher! It’s Snatcher!” The god hissed, his tongue flicking in and out like a serpent. “You better do well to remember that Tim!”

“Now there’s no need for you to get angry… Snatcher.” Zaman sighed with reluctance. “And why do you keep calling me Tim? I never get that with you.”

“Tim just seems like a you name.” Snatcher shrugged.

“Oi! Is there a reason where yer here spook?! Or did ya jus’ come here tae spoil the party?!” Coriander shouted, being one of few brave gods to not back down from Snatcher’s unsettling presence. Caitlin slapped him behind his helmet as Snatcher glanced over his shoulder, his long black locks falling like a river that raced down his back.

“Well if it isn’t the whole gang.” His mouth twisted into a wide unwelcoming grin that took up have of his pale face. “CC, Grooves… you.”

Coriander fumed, and Caitlin with several gods rushed to restrain him before he could do anything risky.

“As much as reunions are fun, I’m here for more serious matters.” Snatcher turned to glare at each god and goddess. “It seems that someone thought it was funny to sneak into my domain and rip a piece of my cloak out.”

With dramatic flair, Snatcher threw open his cloak, revealing his thin body and a massive noticeable tear in his cape. A silence over took the room as everyone stare in shock at the noticeable tear in the cloak.

“Now, normally I should feel offended. Immensely angry as well. But! Since this is a special day celebrating your grandkid’s birth Timmy, I’m feeling oddly… generous.”

Zaman cringed at the nickname, trying hard not to look Snatcher in the eye. “And what would that be?”

“It’s simple!” Snatcher threw his arms wide. “All I want is the culprit to step forward so we can have a… little chat down in the Underworld. We wouldn’t want to spoil this day any further now do we? Now, will the offender please step forward?”

No one moved.

They all remained in place where they stood, eyeing the Underworld Lord warily. Zaman could see the fear on their faces. No one wanted to step forward. And for good reason. Snatcher wasn’t called the Lord of the Underworld without reason.

For a god with thin, almost bone and lanky build, he was no pushover. His power was almost unmatched next to Zaman’s, with a dark thirst for war and gruesome battles that led to the death. Most had heard rumors that since he got tired of trying to wash out all the blood in his clothes, he wore dark colors to hide his enemies blood. And dark was right.

All his clothes, to his shirt and gloves, to his barbarous choice to wear pants. Even his boots were dark in black color. What type of god wore pants?!

It was uncivil for the Sisters sake!

“Come on people. It’s not really like you’ve got any choice in the matter. I just want what’s mine back, and we can all go our separate ways! It’s that simple!”

“Well maybe the culprit isn’t here, have you thought of that?!”

Heads turned to the doorway. Lyvia stood there, shaken and holding her child tightly in her arms.

“Y-You… you are not welcomed here Lord of Death! This is supposed to be a happy time for celebration of my daughter’s birth.”

“Lyvia, don’t dare draw any attention to yourself!” Zaman hissed.

“Oh! So it’s a girl then?” Snatcher strode forward, taking long strides with his long limbs. “I’ll admit that I was a little curious to see if the rumors were true about you having a kid. Guess they were right!” He shoved aside Zaman as the older god tried to stop him, stopping to stand in front of Lyvia and grin down at her. Since he was so tall, he had to bend over just to look her in the eyes at her level but still towering over her.

Lyvia was frozen on the spot as the God of Death stared her down. She couldn’t move nor grab up the courage to look away from the cold dead golden eyes that seemed to pull her in and drag her into an abyss that was slowly both drowning her and sucking her soul right out of her body.

“Peck neck spook!” Coriander shouted, drawing Snatcher’s attention away from Lyvia, snapping her out of whatever trance she was in as she gasped for air and almost lost her strength to stand.

“Hey now! We don’t need foul language around the kid! I’m sure Lyvia would appreciate if you didn’t taint her kid’s innocence with such dirty language. After all, little… I sorry, what was the kid’s name again?”

Lyvia jumped back as Snatcher turned his gaze on her again. This time she managed to keep her eyes down and not look into his eyes. “Get out. Get out if you are not here to celebrate my child’s birth and only intend to bring disaster. Like you always do.”

Snatcher scoffed. “If you can’t even look someone in the eye to tell them off, then there’s no way they’ll listen to you.” He turned his gaze to the child.

Wide blue eyes stared at him, woken by the commotion and found a new stranger staring at them.

Snatcher grinned as he leaned down close to the child, his grin widening as Lyvia shivered with fear. When his face was close enough, his skin darkened and his jaws pulled back, showing off his rows of long thin sharp teeth as his eyes glowed an unnatural yellow, hissing like a snake with a fork tongue dragging across his fangs.

The child’s eyes widened. Everyone braced themselves for the child to burst out crying. Scarred forever with a deep terror of the dark ruler.

But to everyone’s surprise and shock the child did burst out.

Laughing.

Snatcher reeled back in shock, his face returning to its normal dead pale skin and dark bags under the eyes. He stared at the child that continued to laugh at him, smiling brightly with her eyes twinkling with joy.

“… you… need to have that kid checked out.” He grumbled, backing away slowly with his eyes never leaving the child before turning around and storming out of the building with his torn cape fluttering behind him.

Once everyone was sure he was gone, their eyes turned to Lyvia and her child. The new mother stood there in shock. What had her child just done? Did she really just laugh in the face of death? She looked to her child, seeing her yawn and snuggle against her chest, falling right back to sleep.

“… Whelp! It’s official!” Coriander drew everyone’s attention. “Ah like this lass!”

“Are you drunk Coriander?!”

“Lyvia’s child just laughed at the Lord of DEATH!”

“That’s not normal! Even for a god!”

“But that’s where yer wrong! Lyvia’s child ain’t normal! The lass was made by Lyvia n’ her alone with no spouse! Ya can’t blame her or the kid fer that! We’ve never seen a god bein’ created out of the usual way, so we can’t really expect anythin’ normal!”

Murmurs drifted in the air as Zaman reached for his daughter, guiding her someplace to sit down after the whole ordeal.

“N’ besides, that peck neck had it comin’! He’s been a knife tae our side fer as long as we can remember.” The murmurs turned into agreements as many recalled the many ‘pranks’ the Snatcher had oh-so-kindly given them over the many, many years. “Ah say that it’s high time that spook was put in his place. That it was time we put him where he belongs! Fer him tae keep out of our business n’ stick rrrrrrrright where it can go!”

Cheers erupted and soon the whole room was in uproar, throwing insults and crud remarks about the Snatcher. Caitlin and Grunde watched as the room slowly turned into a crazy party that was supposed to be a celebration of a birth of a child.

“… please tell me most of them weren’t drinking when them came to this party.” Caitlin sighed, rubbing her face as a headache started to form.

Grunde sighed as many gods took out goblets and filled them with the finest wine. “Before, during, and probably after the party darling.”

[justasmplefangirl]

5 Reasons Why WestAllen Is Endgame/Why Barry/Caitlin Will Never Happen

Here are 5 Reasons why WestAllen will be endgame on the show

1. Their bond is unbreakable

The writers have taken taken their time to show Barry & Iris's bond is unbreakable and unbeatable. We have seen Barry & Iris be drawn to another on multiple Earths and in multiple timelines. We've seen Barry w amnesia still drawn to Iris like a moth a flame. We saw Iris absolutely smitten with a memory free Barry. On E2, Barry & Iris are married to one another. FlashPoint Iris was attracted to Barry right off the bat. Prime Barry/Iris have been best friends their entire lives. After Barry confessed his love for Iris, it was clear she was seeing him in a new light. While she did choose Eddie in an attempt to defy destiny, Eddie himself acknowledged he knew didnt have her whole heart. Currently Barry & Iris are one of the most healthy relationships in TV. They work together as a unit. They view each other as equals. They acknowledge each other as being home. Barry is Iris's rock and she's his light in the dark.

I dont see the same bond with Barry/Caitlin. They're friends. Barry cares about her. Of the star labs trio (Barry/Cisco/Caitlin), Barry/Caitlin has always been the weakest relationship. Outside of karaoke in S1, it's never been indicated Barry/Caitlin hang out with each other. We know they do when Cisco or the rest of the team is involved but one on one? Nothing. We dont see them connected across timelines and Earths. E2 Barry had no relationship with E2 Caitlin/Frost. E1 Barry has no relationship with E1 Frost. He tolerates her her as a member of the team but nothing beyond that. There was no evidence of any kind to suggest a romantic relationship with Savitar/Frost. Savitar was quick to shut Frost down the one time she attempted to flirt with him. In fact it was shown he was jealous of Barry getting the happily ever after with Iris. Caitlin was little more than an afterthought to Barry while he pursued his happily ever after in FlashPoint. Only remembering her when he needed a scientist. It's been shown numerous times Barry's ideal ending for Caitlin is happily married to Ronnie. Amnesia Barry showed no attraction to Frost, instead was fascinated at her being a villain. I think a strong argument can be made Barry views Caitlin as more of a sister.

2. Because the producers can't lie anymore where PR is concerned.

Despite statements to the contrary, WestAllen sells. If WestAllen was a such a failure, they wouldn't have marketed the crossover around their wedding. Total bait and switch because O/F were more prominent. It also says a lot that the most talked about subjects this season were the crossover, Run Iris Run ( an episode centered on Iris), and the mystery surrounding Nora Allen (WA's daughter). Flash rarely trends now and the only time it made Neilsen's Social Media Top 5 was Run Iris Run, Enter Flashtime, and eps where Nora appeared (4x11, 4x20, 4x15).

Original Team Flash is not the draw some claim it to be. Their poster failed to generate as many likes as the Run Iris Run poster on the Flash Instagram or Grant's Instagram. It also failed to beat out a fanmade Barry/Iris poster on Grant's Instagram. The episode itself saw a 200k increase but ultimately failed to bring in the same audience as Run Iris Run, an ep SBs considered a failure. It also failed to trend on Twitter. Not good since CW is all about social media buzz

3. CP no longer has any power over the show runners.

Can someone name a show where a black female had more pull than the white male lead? Anyone at all? This is confusing because I thought Candice had been fired? 🤔

4. Iris is finally getting the stories she deserves.

S4 wasnt perfect for Iris. It wasnt perfect for any character. One thing I loved about S4 is the agency Iris got. She showed she was more than Barry's wife and capable of a lot more than people ever gave her credit for. Considering Iris is the Flash Family matriarch, It's important to establish Iris can be more than just Barry's wife. She demonstrated the ability to lead and to hold people together. Important because next season will probably explore the fallout from Barry's disappearance, where Iris will once again have to step up.

I'm looking forward to more exploration of Iris's journalism which has been neglected since S2. Hopefully we see her build the Central City Citizen from the ground up.

What I'm most excited for is Nora Allen and the WestAllen family dynamic. I cant wait to see Iris build a relationship with her daughter. Barry/Iris were kinda like the Mom & Dad of the team so it will be interesting to see them be parents to Nora.

5. SBs have gotten worse

Some SBs have been vile for quite some time but recently they have kicked it up a notch. They harass the writers complaining about Candice and demanding she'd be fired. They have multiple petitions around demanding Iris be written off. Even their attempts to advocate for Caitlin come with bashing Iris. It's quite sad to see some of them throwing a tantrum over a ship that was never in the cards to begin with.

[poebrey]

again this plotline would be so much better if the writers didnt treat being intellectual as a sort of get out of jail card for being an arrogant asshole and specifically had harry be “the brain” of star labs even though from everything we’ve been told cisco jesse and probably caitlin are his match, but they arent allowed to be because harry/hr/harrison is there. even inventiveness, which is something that isn’t necessarily linked to genius, is something cisco gets taken away from him if hr needs to have it. and the show had four seasons to prove themselves otherwise, but chose harry having his smarts taken away from him as their way of passing the mantle on, because even though/while its eventually going to barry, they still wanted the implication that at his best no one else on the team (aka the latino working directly under him) could be as great

[snow-barryrules-blog]

10 Great Opportunities the Showrunners of the Flash will Keep Missing Until Snowbarry Happens

There are many opportunities the writers of the Flash are missing by ignoring Snowbarry. These are 10 of them:

1. A Chance to be More Unique:

The biggest argument for the existence of WestAllen in the Flash TV show is that it happened in the comics. The writers of the Flash tv show have ignored the Comics from time to time so that they can provide a unique take on the tale of the scarlet speedster. This means the writers are not bound by what happens in the comics and can break away from following any plot line originally derived from there whenever they feel like doing so. Moreover, the sucess of Olicity shows that a non-canon pairing can be just as sucessful a canonical one especially when you have two actors that can provide the chemistry required to make a love story believable.

2. A Chance to Delve into Symbolism

Whenever Snowbarry becomes Flash and Frost, they can be represented by the symbols of the main manifestation of their powers.

In s01 we got this line:

It's time for the show to go back to using symbolism to express deeper meaning. WestAllen cannot be symbolised but Snowbarry/Flashfrost can and this will make watching the Flash more fun when Snowbarry's symbols keep popping up in different places.

The showrunners need to remember that Snowbarry's symbols can even be commercialised.

3. Merchandising

Flash and Frost have their own coffee but when Snowbarry happens they can have a combined coffee for the both of them and that would be so cool.

Flashfrost symbols can be used to decorate necklaces and rings.

They could even make T-Shirts and many other things that can be sold. All it takes is for WestAllen to be set aside and Snowbarry should have all the focus it deserves and it can even help with the ratings.

4. A Chance to Boost Ratings

Making Snowbarry the main couple will be a welcome change bc a lot of Flash fans hate Iris and are sick of all the drama she brings since it's clear that she has nothing more to offer the show other than crappy drama that most people skip bc its annoying. This season, the writers have been trying to make some changes to the tone of the show in order to attract more viewers but since they also decided to double down on WA, their plan is not as successful as they expected it to be. Very soon, the writers will stop listening to the small group of WA fans and start listening to the rest of the fandom and this will eventually lead to more Snowbarry scenes and we can finally get some answers as to why KF was so loyal to Savitar.

5. A Chance to Tie Up Loose Ends

When it comes to Snowbarry, a lot of things are unclear bc we got a lot of hints that they liked each other in s01 but the writers didnt want to go into any of that bc they suddenly felt it was time for us to get IncestAllen. Then s03 came along and we got 03×07 which had the most iconic Snowbarry scene which left us wandering whether Caitin wasn't over Barry and if it was possible that Barry was even aware of how deeply Caitlin cares about him. The issue of Caitlin kissing Everyman when she thought he was Barry has also been left unresolved. Barry and Caitlin have never even talked about it. There's also the fact that Barry calls Caitlin "Cait" and has been compared to Ronnie many times. All of these questions can be the addressed once the writers stop forcing WorstAllen down our throats and start focusing on the special bond that exists between Caitlin and Barry.

6. Expanding Snowbarry's Special Bond

Snowbarry has always had a special bond and it stems from how similar their lives are. Even in s04, their similarity is basically the main focus as we keep watching them trying to defeat their main villains. The special bond they have is very strong and it reflects in their ability to talk in sync, finish each others sentences and even move at the same time. It is quite impressive and so deep bc they can basically read each other's mind since they know each other so well. Its hard to believe they just met in the first season of the Flash. Their bond is beautiful and should be showcased for the world to see bc nothing about it is forced, it just comes naturally.

7. Flashfrost Improving Each Other's Powers

Flash and Frost should be fighting crime side by side as Flashfrost. Tbh, Barry should have been the one to train Caitlin on how to use her powers after 04×05, instead he spent all his time training Ralph Dibny. The sad thing is KF can help Barry use his powers in a new way and we won't get to see that until Snowbarry or Flashfrost happens.

Frost helping Flash is so remarkable bc it shows she can really help him with crime fighting instead of merely being his love interest.

8. A Chance For Barry to Get a Love Interest that isn't Just a Love Interest

Many people keep saying they liked Iris in s01 but I only liked Iris in s02 bc in that season, we got to see her at her job more often, she had a friend outside STAR Labs and most importantly, she wasn't a love interest for almost the whole season. Unfortunately, once she started dating Barry, she turned into the thing he had to save and she got so used to it that she even asked the villain to take her in 04×01. Even with all the pathetic attempts to make Iris seem like the leader of Team Flash, she's still nothing more than a useless love interest bc she can't do anything herself, she just gives orders and seats down. With or without her powers, Caitlin's presence is vital to Team Flash and 03×21 showed they wiĺl always need her. Once the writers are tired of forcing Iris' annoying storyline, they can bring Caitlin to the forefront and Snowbarry can outshine WestAllen without even trying bc they work well together and individually, the fate of the show rests in their hands.

9. Making the MVPs of the Show the Main Couple

Since s03, Barry and Caitlin's storylines have been the entertaining part of the Flash for many viewers. Even in s04, Barry and Caitlin still have the best storylines as Barry is now tasked with defeating the Thinker while Caitlin has to find a way to defeat Amunet. This is even the main focus of 04×09 and it just shows how much more interesting it will be if Caitlin and Barry had to face all of this as a couple. They're basically going through the same journey and so far, its been a bumpy ride that is always more interesting to watch than WA's therapy or wedding or whatever. Snowbarry always shines no matter how hard the writers try to repress it bc they are the true MVPs in the Flash and this is all thanks to Granielle.

10. Showing Granielle's Chemistry

Grant Gustin and Danielle Panabaker are real life besties. They provide the amazing chemistry that Snowbarry is well known for. Even some WA stans have admitted they like Barry and Caitlin's friendship and that's bc Granielle interacts well and it shows whenever Snowbarry interacts. I just don't know why anyone would want to ignore such chemistry.

[canondirtyboys]

@lonelyheartedboys

Cisco just wanted this day to be done. Or was it technically week by now? He'd lived this day 10 times by now. At first he thought Barry had screwed with time but the two first days hed confronted Barry and he'd been clueless. He was stuck in a time loop it seemed and thanks to his abilities he remembered each one.

Which meant by now he remembered seeing friends die in various ways ten times. Now on day eleven he was trying to figure out what was causing this. He could only find one constant. Riley. He got caught in the middle somehow every time and he died every time. He was the only one. Barry had died once. Caitlin three. Harry twice and Irs also twice. Joe six. Cisco himself had died four times. But Riley was ten times. And he never saw if anyone died after Riley. Once Riley took his last breath Cisco woke up in his bed day restarted.

Hell maybe it was Riley unkowingly doing this. Maybe it was something else. Either way Cisco was going to save Riley. Not just because it would end the time loop but because Riley was his friend, and if he was honest he saw the possibility for more. He was new in the group, he didnt know anything beyond they all worked at STAR labs. Cisco had met him, befriended him and introduced him. It was Cisco's fault Riley was even there, he showed up to see Cisco.

So he had to focus one how the powerful meta kept finding them at the labs. If need be he would ensure no one was there. He was going to make this be the last Thursday he lived. He looked at the clock, any minute now Riley would be calling to see if he wanted to get lunch.

Right on time his phone rang and Cisco answered, putting on his best sick voice "Hey Ri." He coughed convincingly "Whats up?"

[cisco-fics-4-all]

Lose This Number

So this was an anonymous request for: “Reader and Cisco are together, but Reader’s ex won’t leave her alone (not harassing but just continuously asking how she is etc). Cisco is jealous and finally one day he snaps and does the whole “who is this? This is Y/N’s boyfriend” cliche text message thing? And the rest is up to you. Thank you! :)“. Hope you guys like it!

*Buzz buzz buzz*

You glanced down at your phone, the screen facing upwards as it lay on the bathroom counter while you brushed your hair. The contact picture was tiny, set in the upper left hand corner of the preview pop up window, but you recognized it instantly, without even having to look at the contact name across the top. A groan left you, one of those ‘are you freaking kidding me?’ groans that told anyone within earshot you were so done with it’s cause. You set your brush down, opening the message and rolling your eyes immediately at it’s contents: From: Cracker Jack Hey Peanut, hows it going? That stuid fucking nickname. He’d chosen it for you after a cute fight you’d had with him, you had told him he was crazier than a box of cracker jacks, and he’d countered by calling you nuttier than peanut butter, and the name just stuck. It was fine for him to call you that while you had been dating, but he was you EX now, and whenever he used it these days, it just annoyed you. Reply: Cracker Jack Fine. Can’t talk right now, getting ready for work. It wasn’t a lie exactly, you were getting ready to go to work with Cisco, your current boyfriend and roommate, but working at Star Labs these days meant you didn’t really have a scheduled shift, you sorta just showed up and waited for the madness to end, or at least die to a manageable level. You didn’t even have time to set your phone down before he responded, and it took all your restraint not to throw your phone across the bathroom. From: Cracker Jack Sorry, my bad. Hey you wanna meet up for lunch later? I haven’t seen you in ages. “No I don’t want to meet up for lunch later, theres a reason you haven’t seen me in ages you idiot, i’ve been avoiding you!” you hissed as you typed out your response. Reply: Cracker JackCan’t, work has been crazy this week, gotta work through lunch to catch up. It was a vague enough answer that you hoped he would get the hint, but wouldn’t be offended by you effectively dicking him around until he lost interest. You didn’t know why you cared anymore, it wasn’t like you still had feelings for the guy, he was too clingy, and he was also kind of a wuss, you had been the one to break things off after he failed to stand up for you in a bar one night, choosing to let some creep with wandering hands intimidate him into leaving the bar altogether. It wasn’t that you had wanted him to take a beating for your honor, but it was like he had no backbone without you, and you just weren’t comfortable being in a relationship where you had to be the dominant one all the time. Still, you didnt want to out and out tell him to fuck off, because while he hadn’t been a stellar boyfriend, he hadn’t exactly been an asshole either, you just hadn’t anticipated that he’d hang on this long after both had spilt. You managed to set your phone down, and finish with your hair before your phone buzzed again: From: Cracker Jack Maybe tomorrow then? Or how about this weekend, it’s half price at that noodle place we love… You groaned again. “Oh take a fucking hint already!” you whined in frustration. “I’m going to assume you’re not screaming at your toothbrush,” Cisco’s voice came through, muffled by the closed bathroom door. You sighed, mentally groaning at the fact that he’d overheard you. “No, I’m just…it’s nothing, don’t worry about it babe,” you assured him, deciding to ignore the message, hoping that if it took you ages to reply, he’d give up. You finished getting ready, and emerged from the bathroom with a smile, hoping Cisco wouldn’t mention your not so secret outburst. He didn’t, he just smiled back at you and gave you a kiss. “I made us lunches!” he announced, holding up two paper bags with doodles of space ships and cats on them, “it’s just leftovers from last night smushed into a sandwich, with some baby carrots and apple sauce, but still you said we should cut down on how much take out we eat, so I’m making an effort.” You chuckled, taking one of the bags from him before pecking him on the cheek. “That is so sweet, thank you babe,” you said, inspecting his doodles further, “did you cut the crusts of the sandwiches too?” you teased him lightly. “Nope,” he replied with a smirk, “but I did build tiny stick critters out of the baby carrots,” he grinned, “I got bored while you were in the bathroom.” You laughed at him. “You know, sometimes I wonder, if you’re really twenty eight, or if you’re just a twelve year old with excessive growth hormones or something.” “I believe the term you’re looking for, it manchild,” he clarified, “and yes, I am one, you knew that when we started dating,” he moved in close, wrapping his arms around your waist as he whispered, “but I’ve never heard you complaining, especially in the bedroom.” You nodded, smirking back at him. “Well, that’s because, there’s nothing little about you in the bedroom.” It was Cisco’s turn to laugh then. “Ooh, nice save,” he commented quietly, “but we should probably get going, before this turns into weird porno dialogue, yeah?” You giggled, nodding in agreement. “Yeah, probably.” You both left, Cisco driving while you read off the specs for your latest project together from his tablet. By the time you arrived at Star Labs, you’d practically forgotten about your stupid EX, and you were ready to get to work, fighting criminals, and building cool stuff, just like every other day. At lunch, you discovered that Cisco’s carefuly crafted carrot critters had fallen apart somewhat, but were still pretty fun to play with until… *Buzz buzz buzz* You froze, mid attack from your carrot-o-saurus on your leftover sandwich, and glanced at your phone. Of course it was him, who else would it be? Barry was on patrol, Cisco was in the breakroom making coffee, and Iris, Joe, and Wally were having lunch with Cecile and her daughter again. Caitlin was the only one who might text you, but she was upstairs in the med lab, and was a firm believer in face to face communication if you were both in the same building. No, it had to be him. You opened the message and sighed, reading his unassumingly gentle message, prompting you to reply:

From: Cracker Jack Hey Peanut, what’s the word on noodles?

“The word is no! It’s obviously no! Why don’t you get it?! No no no!” You growled at your phone, deciding to ignore his message again, and suddenly finding yourself disinterested in your carrot-o-saurus. “Don’t like the sandwich?” Cisco asked from the doorway, frowning at your curiously as you fumed at your lunch. “What? Oh, no… I dunno actually, I haven’t tried it,” you replied as he entered the workshop more fully, “I was just…yelling at my phone.” You mumbled the last part, but Cisco heard you. “Something wrong with it?” he asked, setting a bottle of water in front of you, “I could probably fix it for you.” You shook your head. “The only thing wrong with it, is that it keeps receiving messages from people I don’t wanna talk to.” Cisco frowned again. “Who don’t you wanna talk to?” he asked, and you really didn’t want to have this conversation, but now you couldn’t avoid it or it would make things worse. “My EX,” you sighed in reply, “he’s not like…harrassing me or anything, he just…I dunno, he keeps asking me how I’m doing and stuff, which is nice I guess, but it’s literally like…every day y’know? And I don’t want to tell him to leave me alone, because he’s a nice guy, but at the same time, he hasn’t left me alone since we broke up, and it’s just -” “You want him to leave you alone so you can finally have some closure about the break up?” Cisco offered, to which you nodded vaguely. “Yeah,” you agreed, “I guess, something like that.” You pouted sofly at him, “I just feel like he needs the closure, and he’s refusing to let himself have it, if that makes any sense?” Cisco nodded. “Yeah, but hey I can’t say I blame him,” he leaned in and kissed your temple, “I wouldn’t want to let you go either.” You couldn’t help but smile at that, the irritation from your EX’s text fading away somewhat. “Well lucky for you, I’m not going anywhere,” you told him, “where else am I gonna find me a man, who will build me a tiny dinosaur out of baby carrots for my lunch?” Cisco grinned. “Well you know what they say, the fastest way to a woman’s heart, is food figurines,” he opened his own water bottle and took a swig, “I bet you’d lose your mind if I got you one of those blocks of butter carved like a turkey.” You began laughing heartily at that, and he joined you, picking up one of the other carrot critters he’d made you, and using it to attack your carrot-o-saur. It was barely past sunset when you and Cisco left for the day, deciding that you were going to try to cook dinner together as part of your plan to cut down on take out food. You made it through an entire trip to the grocery store, and halfway through cooking dinner, before your phone went off again, this time, with a very familiar ringtone. You couldn’t believe it. Well no, that wasn’t true, you could believe it, you weren’t really surprised, after all, your EX was clearly awful at taking any kind of hint whatsoever. You left the kitchen and answered, Cisco’s curious eyes following you as he continued to cook. “Hey peanut!” he greeted you, “sorry if I caught you at a bad time, but you didn’t respond to my texts, so I thought you might not be getting them-” “I got your text messages,” you cut him off, “I just didn’t respond because I thought you would get the hint that I didn’t want to talk to you!” There was a pause before he resonded. “Ok, I’m sorry peanut, I didn’t realize we weren’t on speaking terms anymore,” he said in a sad little tone, “I mean you said we could still be friends, I…what changed? Did I do something?” You sighed, already feeling guilty for snapping at him. “Look, I just…we broke up, but ever since then, you haven’t stopped texting me, and it feels like, you don’t get that we’re not together anymore. I mean its been ages, I’ve moved on, I have a boyfriend now, we live together-” You didn’t get a chance to finish your statement, a gentle hand covering yours, and taking the phone from you. Cisco put your phone up to his ear, a stern expression on his face as he asked, “Who is this?” You couldn’t hear your EX’s reply, but you were sure it was a nervous one as Cisco nodded. “Ok ‘yourEx’sname’, it’s nice that you care about Y/N, and want to be sure she’s ok, but this is her boyfriend speaking, and I’m pretty sure I can do a fine job of looking after her all on my own, ok?” There was a moment of silence from Cisco as he listened to your EX respond, then his eyes narrowed, and his lips curled up in a tight little smile. “Listen buddy, I don’t care if you think I’m a controlling asshole or not, I’ve never met you, I hope I never have to, but I’m telling you right now, if you contact Y/N again, I will be having a very long conversation with my friends at the CCPD about your stalker like behavior, and then I’ll be talking to a lawyer, who I’m sure will be thrilled to write up a restraining order for you. So if I were you, I would lose this number, and probably think about the definition of the words ‘desparate’, and ‘pendejo’. That last one is in Spanish, so you might have to translate it first, but either way, bye.” He hung up the phone and held it away from him, taking a breath before he looked at you. “Cisco, what-” you began, but he shook his head, and you stopped. “I know, it wasn’t my place to intervene, and I probably should have asked if you wanted me to handle it first,” he handed your phone back to you, “but you seemed to be really irritated by this guy, and from what I found when I looked him up, he needed a firm rejection or he wasn’t gonna stop. You blinked at him in surprise, taking your phone from his hand slowly. “You…you looked him up?” you asked, “how did you look him up? I didn’t tell you his name or anyth-” “Facebook,” he replied easily, “I scrolled through your page and saw you had a bunch of pictures with the guy, then on one of the pics it said ‘I love my Cracker Jack’ while he was kissing your cheek, so I did some minor hacking-” “You hacked him?!” You gasped. Cisco shrugged, “Only a little,” he admit, “any way, I did some minor hacking, and found out he has a restraining order against him from another girl who said he wouldn’t stop contacting her after they broke up, so when you answered the call, I figured I’d use a few buzz words to catch his attention, and scare him off.” You stared at Cisco for a moment in something akin to awe. “You hacked into his computer because he was bothering me?” you repeated quietly, taking a step or two towards him. “Well…yeah,” Cisco confirmed, “but like I said, it was only a little hack…a baby hack…like under a the serving size that this guy deserv-mm.” You muffled the rest of his words with a kiss, wrapping your arms around him as he did the same to you. When you broke apart, you smiled at him. “That is so sweet baby,” you told him, “you’re my hero.” Cisco grinned at that. “That’s my job babe,” he said stoically, “fight crime, keep Barry’s suit from falling apart, and hack the computers of creeps who bother my beautiful girlfriend.” He kissed you again, soft and sweet. You really loved how effortlessly wonderful Cisco could be. When he pulled back this time, he tapped you on the nose. “Now, what do you say we finish making dinner, and watch a movie together, hmn?” You nodded. “Deal,” you agreed, “but I get to pick the movie.” Cisco snorted. “I just got Mr. Creepy to stop texting you, I think I earned movie rights for the night sugar butt.” You shook your head at the use of the name ‘sugar butt’, wondering where on earth that had come from. But it didn’t matter, at least it was better than Peanut…

[austarus]

Harrison "Harry" Wells x Reader Sugar Rush

Imagine getting a sugar rush…

The West family (you were Barry’s sister) knew better than to give you a bag of candy. The more sugar you consumed, the more hyper you got. And when you get hyper everything starts to go downhill. You were like the energizer bunny when you eat too much sugar. And there was no stopping you.

Cisco had a stash of candy somewhere in the lab, everyone knew about it. So when you weren’t in the room Barry and Joe warned everyone that if you had a bag of candy it needed to be confiscated. Harry, of course, was confused about the whole situation, but didn’t question it because at the time he didn’t care. That changed when you sneakily found a bag of m&m’s. Consuming the sweet treat, not thinking of the consequences that comes with your sugar rush.

Harry was alone in the cortex. Cisco was somewhere in his workspace, Barry and Joe at CCPD, and Caitlin was at home. Usually you’d be hanging out at one of the computers keeping the scientist company, but you weren’t here at all. That is until you ran into the cortex, suddenly running around then leaving. Harry looked at where you had exited with furrowed brows. He walked to the doorframe and saw the empty candy bag on the floor. Face-palming, Harry then understood why everyone was warned about your sugar addiction.

And the chase began.

You’ve been running around STAR labs for a solid hour, not showing any signs of fatigue. Harry, on the other hand, was getting exhausted from chasing after you, making sure you didn’t do anything stupid. It wasn’t until 15 minutes later that he saw you faceplanted on the ground. He walked over to you, crouched down, and poked your shoulder.

You didnt move an inch.

He turned you over to see that you had fallen asleep. Harry sighed, what was he ever going to do with you? He picked you up and carried you to his room. Carefully placing you in his cot, Harry covered you with a blanket.

Closing the lights, he placed a kiss on your mouth, tasting the candy that you had earlier. He pulled away and left the room quietly. As he closed the door you smiled sleepily and curled into the blanket, falling asleep to his smell.

[morning-moonstruck]

Ugh I finally finished A Court of Wings and Ruin (ACOWAR) and the longer I think about it, the lower my rating goes for it. OFFICIALLY I give it 3 stars, but in my heart it’s lower than that.

“But why, Caitlin? It wasn’t that bad” Honestly, it wasnt as much of a snooze fest as ACOTAR, so yeah, and there are gems in each book in this series that I love. But there was a lot set up in ACOMAF, character and plot wise, and none of it lived up to that, ESPECIALLY character wise. So nuch I was hoping for, and it all was just…blah. No real developement I saw, except maybe Nesta, but even there, that failed me too.

It boils down to Maas just not being a good writer. Her writing was awful throughout, metaphors and adjectives flying everywhere, building up reputations and then not following through with them. She still had the same style as the last books, which is not surprising - hell, in my own writing, it’s so HARD to get out of my preferred style, especially bc it’s just that, preferred. But Maas’ style rubs me the wrong way, and reading it again, having to sift through it was so unpleasant. As with her previous books, there were too many ellipsis, too many images that didn’t MEAN anything, and too many unneeded interruptions of thoughts and then repeated structures of thought like dependent clauses given their own sentences just to sound ~~~~cool&epic~~~~ when all they do is slow the pace down further and show how forced everything feels. That’s what this book felt to me the most: forced. She wants us to believe these things, but I just…don’t buy any of it, or I don’t care. I finished this book because I told myself I would; I wanted to see how it ended. Some things felt right, I will say that, but a lot of it did not. I WILL say, however frustrating it was to read (I WANTED things to be peaceful instead of the shitstorm that went down at that council, I always love negotiations and instead it was awful) Tamlin’s part in the council, I was thankful that Feyre’s actions in the Spring Court came and bit her in the ass and made things difficult for her. Like GOOD, I love seeing how that played out.

But back to Maas’ style, my big gripes are that she overuses sentences and cliches and stereotypes too damn much. AND AGAIN THE ELLIPSES. IM SCARED TO USE ELLIPSES NOW, AND IM DISGUSTED AND UPSET WITH MYSELF THAT I USED 2 UP ABOVE. SHES RUINED ELLIPSES FOR ME. IF YOU CANT CONTROL YOUR USE OF ELLIPSES AND N/M-DASHES, THEN FREAKIN DONT WRITE IN THE FIRST PERSON, MAAS, FREAKIN HELL, IF YOU CANT DO IT RIGHT, DONT DO IT AT ALL, CERTAINLY DONT PUBLISH IT, WHY DOES NO ONE GET HER A TIGHTER LEASH, WTF.

(anyway) (let me breathe a second)

Maas is also hella incinsistant, in the small and big stuff. And then trying to tie things back to the first book??? Like “stay with the High Lord, you meant Reysand this entire time, didnt you?” NO HE MEANT TAMMY BC YOU NEEDED TO BREAK THE CURSE. Things like that.

I just didn’t like ACOWAR, unfortunately. I WILL read the upcoming novellas because from what I understand, they’ll center on characters I DO like, despite my disappointment with this last book. I think I just need to read from a perspective who is NOT Feyre. Reading the series, I felt that Feyre is meant to be reliable, but I didn’t trust her narration and didn’t care for her! From another perspective, maybe I will like her better. I’m scared that whoever perspective each novella will be from, it’ll just feel like a copy of Feyre. I’m not sure Maas has that skill. I havent read her other book series, so maybe I’m wrong, but. That’s how I see it. I’ll read it regardless, like I said.

Enough from me, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’m glad it’s over.

[barryihavetotryallen]

Spoilers uder the cut, because I couldnt live with myself with so much disappointments

You know what? I hate it, I hate that season finale (the Flash/season 3) more than I hated the Legends of Tomorrow`s one. 

First, HR death in Barry`s arms, his death was not a surprise for me, not with all the clues that CW give us and the rumors out there, but shit, that was not fair!!! I meant and here please Iris West fans get out, the coldness of -Oh he die for me, thats okay, Barry come a hug me- I meant bitch!!! Please!!! at least say thank you HR, I dont fucking care if you say some lines in his funeral, he deserved more from you!!! He save your fucking life!!!

Second, the bazuca? seriously Savitar? I meant -again- not the best of the plans if you made Cisco works for you, he would and actually did betray you! He was never your friend! Not with everything that happen between Barry and Cisco after Flashpoint! And you can come here and tell me, oh but Cisco forgave him, and you know what, bullshit!!! Cisco may understand why Barry did what he did when he created Flashpoint, but that doesnt mean that Cisco forgive him!!! No sir, sorry, when did you actualy listen I forgive you Barry coming from Cisco lips? I could tell... NEVER!!!!!! So, great plan Savitar, no wonder why your dead now. 

Third and Forth, -come home- from Barry to Savitar, and here I thought, yes they will be one person again, Barry would absorb somehow Savitar (and of course my wicked mind says, yes they would fuck, Savitar to Barry or Barry to Savitar or they would be vibrate or something!!!!!!) BUT NO THE SHIT THING THAT BARRY DID TAKING SAVITAR TO STAR LABS, no, no with all that had already happen!!! no after Savitar killed HR and try to kill Iris, and put everyone in danger! LIKE!!! COME ON BARRY, USE THE BRAIN THAT WE KNOW YOU HAVE!!!!!!!! But aparently he didnt use it and now STAR Labs turned to shit, and I have to wonder, who is going to pay for that? Is Thawne`s living trust that big? And here a have to make a big emphasis, is Barry living from that money? because he barely worked the last two seasons! So my theory that Barry is marry with Harribard still stands up, and I dont accepted negative comments here, let me live with what I have. 

Fifth, Okay, yes, they bring back Harry, because we all know that Team Flash (?) needed him, yes, he is the truly mastermind, besides of HR, because no one think about looking for Savitar with the metal thing of Savitar`s suit, geniuses!!!!!!!! Really? REALLY????? Like oh let keep this like a fucking christmas decoration!!! But that was going to make me to go back to point one, so move on! 

Sixth, Black Flash die like that? COME ON NOW!!!!! yes, yes, he was a zombie-speedster more that anything, but that was the thing!!!!!!! He was under the Speedforce control god damn it!!!! If that`s how CW thought of stoping him, well then there is nothing that Eobard (blond) could do right? Because he wasnt smart enough to think like -Uh, cold stop speedsters, so lets use cold to stop the Black Flash!! and oh! hi Snart, so before you betray me, after I give you your life back, help me out with this!- and then, oh the CW geniuses, let give them the explanation, cold vs speed, cold wins, and lets make Savitar said it so it sound cooler!!!!! SHIT, FIGHT ME CW WRITERS!!!!!!! COME ON BITCHES!!!! COME ON!!!!

And Finally, finally!!! the great end (part 1)!!!! Like I know that some of you are happy that everything ended, but like that? Okay, I liked that Garrick came out because he never belongs there, in the speedforce, so good, Jay is back, okay, but then? Oh just like that after everything Frost-Caitlin came back? just because some words from Cisco? when she was so sure of herself and her servitude to Savitar? and how Savitar says: yes, do it, kill me, you will become in me, and man!!!!!!! and then that bullshit of murder!!! like, BITCH!!!!! BARRY CAN STOP BULLETS!!! EVEN IF HE DOESNT SEE THEM!!! HE DID THAT IN SEASON 1, AND NOW YOU TELL ME THAT SAVITAR, A FASTER AND BETTER VERSION (never said good one, just remember the dark lord, he did great things, darker things but great at the end) COULD STOP A FUCKING BULLET? REALLY????????? NO, I DONT ACCEPT THAT, NOT NOW, NOT EVER!!!!!! FUCK YOU CW!!!!!!

And Finally, finally!!! the great end (part 2)!!!! SOMETHING ABOUT THIS WELLS? REALLY BARRY? REALLY? SHIT! NO, SORRY I CANT WITH SO MUCH HATE IN MY LIFE, AND THEN BARRY AND IRIS LAUGHING!!!!!!! IM GLAD THAT NEITHER OF YOU GET MARRY!!!! AND GOOD, IM GLAD THAT THE SPEEDFORCE TOOK BARRY AWAY, TAKE THAT IRIS WEST-ALLEN, and that shit of I`ve always been Iris West Allen? Bitch I remind you that you were about to be Iris -fucking West-Thawne, REMEMBER? Okay, i dont hate Wally, but what then? the show now would be, The Kid Flash? NOPE, SORRY, DO YOUR OWN SHOW WALLY, please!!!! 

And that kiss? BITCH YOU DONT KNOW WHEN YOU ARE GOING TO SEE WHAT YOU CALLED THE LOVE OF YOU LIFE, AND REALLY I HAVE SEEN BETTER KISSES IN PORN MOVIES!!!! I MEANT MORE SENTIMENT IRIS! COME ON!!!!

--The only two good things I saw in this chapter was, one: Anything for you from Harry to Barry (Barrison, thank you very much) and My beautiful boy from speedforce-momNora to Barry. THAT`S ALL--

Fuck this shit, Im out.