Hi! Welcome to The Imagines Network. We are Kaylyn, Hailey, Lauren, Brennah, and Olivia. We are currently writing imagines for Teen Wolf, The Flash, Criminal Minds, Pretty Little Liars, Once Upon a Time, Marvel, Arrow, Doctor Who, Sherlock, BBC Merlin, Daredevil, The Maze Runner, Harry Potter, The Walking Dead, 5 Seconds of Summer, and One Direction.
The thing that I just reblogged was something I wrote as my audition piece for this blog. The reason why I didn’t post it here was because the prompt belonged to a different blog, so I submitted it to them. I actually did that around Christmas and I’m only just now getting to posting it (originally I was going to reblog it on my birthday but I was super busy). Sorry it’s been so long. Personally, I’ve been busy with school (tomorrow’s my last day for finals and I couldn’t be more ready to die) and I haven’t had much time to write. I’m working on an imagine for Arrow, but I have no clue when that’ll be done.
Idk I hope you enjoy the Daredevil imagine and I’ll try and write something else soon.
All requests are still closed, as we’ve still got twenty-something prompts left.
Your dreams have come true. If anyone finds anything wrong (for example, a broken link) message me and I’ll fix it as soon as I can. This will be edited as new things are added.
Soon, anon, very soon. I’m working on an actual post of the masterlist in my spare time, and I’ve only got the monster amount of Criminal Minds imagines left to do as of when this is posted. Expect the masterlist to be posted sometime next week-ish, probably.
Until then: there technically is masterlist already. On the desktop version of this blog, there’s a sidebar with the option of “master” on it. That’s the masterlist, but it hasn’t been updated recently and only has some blurbs and imagines. Also, if you dive deep enough into the posts, you’ll find a post or two with links to this.
Hey are blurbs still open? Cuz you should totally do one with reader x liam where reader is scott's younger sibling and she and liam are unofficially dating and scott comes home and she hides liam in her closet and scott's laughing bc he can smell him and liam is laughing at how stupid this idea is but just really cute
Blurbs are currently open and I will try to get to this asap. Once again Imagines are currently closed only blurbs are open.
You sat at a table at Jitters, hands curled around your cup of coffee. You had told your boyfriend, Barry, to come and meet you there. You’d been (officially) dating him for a little over a month now, and although you had a small amount of experience in the boyfriend department, you were pretty sure that a boyfriend shouldn’t be as half-involved in your life as Barry was being.
You and Barry had known each other since you were in high school and were paired together for a science project. In the latter years of high school, Barry had hit puberty hard, and you’d fallen for him in equal measure.
He’d become a forensic assistant at the CCPD, and the amount of time the two of you spent together (outside of his lab) was cut back. You liked to visit your lab, and amused yourself by rearranging the mess of his lab to annoy him. Of course, you didn’t go there for the nine months that Barry spent in a coma, too attached to the memories of the place to be there without becoming a mess of emotion. Once he’d woken up, however, you’d raced over to the lab to see him again. After a few moments spent hugging each other tightly, he’d asked you out shyly. Laughing, you’d told him yes and pecked him on the cheek.
You checked the time on your phone. Ten minutes had gone by since you had last checked, which meant that Barry was twenty minutes late. You glanced at the door just as Barry walked in.
Barry gave you a smile as he speed-walked over to the table you were sitting at. “Hey,” he greeted out of breath. “Sorry I’m late. I mean, I ran here, but--” he started to explain, but you interrupted him.
“You were doing lab work and you lost track of time.” You paused for effect, mockingly pretending that you were thinking. “Or, is it that you had some doctor’s appointment you forgot about?” You saw Barry cringe, but you didn’t stop. “Or was it that you were at a crime scene, which was actually your excuse for leaving our last date?” You smiled sarcastically. “So, what excuse is it this time?” you asked in a biting tone.
Barry slumped down into his seat. “Look, (Y/N), I’m sorry that I haven’t been completely honest with you. But I promise you, I’m not cheating on you.” His pleading gaze met your angry one. “I can’t tell you why, but please, believe me,” he said softly.
You rolled your eyes. “Barry, you don’t have to tell me everything about what your doing every minute of every day, but come on, do you think I’m an idiot?”
Barry flinched a little. “N-no! Of course not. It’s just some confidential stuff.” He winced immediately after he finished at your disbelieving look.
“Really?” you questioned. “That’s the best you could come up with? You’re slipping,” you deadpanned.
Barry was quiet for a few seconds, leaving you to deflate from your anger a little. “(Y/N), I’m so, so sorry about the way I’ve been acting to you lately. How can I make it up to you?” His green eyes searched yours, and behind your blank mask, you melted a little at the open, innocent look he was giving you. Seriously, if you weren’t mad at him (and it’s not like it wasn’t justified!) you’d probably be kissing him just for that look. His wounded-puppy look had a way of doing that to you.
You exhaled deeply and rested your head in your hands. “Barry, look. I don’t know what’s been going on with you for the past month.” You looked up at him. “I was your friend before I was your girlfriend, and as your friend, I’m asking you: What’s wrong?” Barry looked away, a torn look on his face. “I ruled out cheating on me as a possibility days ago, because I’m not getting that vibe off of you.” Barry closed his eyes and his shoulders slumped just a little. “Barry, no matter what we are to each other, I’m here to support you.” Your anger rose again as the two of you sat in silence for a few moments. “If you’re not going to come clean, I’m going to find out. It doesn’t matter what I have to do or how long it takes, I’m going to--”
“I’m the Flash,” he interjected quietly.
“--And I’m sorry, but I’m going to need you to repeat that, because it sounded like you just said that you were the Flash.”
Barry’s eyes met yours, and this time there was determination shining in them. He leaned across the table. “When I woke up from my coma, I found out that I was fast. Really fast.” He spoke quietly in a near whisper so that only you could hear. “The people at STAR Labs have been helping me to be the Flash, a hero.” His green eyes searched your. “Do you believe me?”
You gaped at him, anger forgotten. “Um,” was your intelligent response. You narrowed your eyes challengingly at him. “Prove it,” you told him.
Barry grinned at you and silently offered his hand, which you took. The two of you ran out of Jitters and into the alley behind it.
You looked around. “Wow, an alley,” you said sarcastically. “How could I have not seen this--” In the span of a few seconds, the world dropped out from under you and your hair whipped around you, and suddenly you were standing in your apartment. “...before,” you finished. You turned around slowly, stopping once you were facing Barry again.
“Well?” he prompted, fidgeting nervously.
“You’re the Flash,” you stated simply. Barry raise an eyebrow in a go on manner. “And I think I’m going to need just a little more time to process that.” Barry’s face fell a little, which he did a surprisingly good job of covering up. You saw it however, and smiled as you added, “However, I’m in desperate need of a cuddle buddy for movie night tonight. You in?”
His smile was radiant. “Totally.”
The next few hours were spent watching the movie, snuggled so close together on the couch the every inch of you was pressed up against every inch of Barry. It’s not like you (or Barry) minded how small your couch was. The next morning wasn’t the first (or the last) time that Barry had you to thank for making him late to work.
~oOo~
Hey guys! Lauren here with a technically unprompted imagine.
This was a piece that I had to write for this blog to become a writer, which is where the idea came from (thank you, Kaylyn). This has been edited from the version I sent her, just because some things made more sense if they were rewritten. There’s also some of this that was cut out because it was getting too long, but it’s all the dates that Barry rushed out on prior to this one. Lemme know if you want me to post that too.
Also, I have another imagine that I also had to write to become a writer here. It’s Daredevil, so again, message me if you wanna read that.
I just realized that this could technically be a prequel to the “A Study In Snuggles” imagine. The reader cuddles with Barry in both. And in both I came up with the title while sleep deprived and couldn’t think of a better title and it just kinda stuck.
All requests are closed still. Sorry. We’re working on that.
I’ll probably post some more Flash in the future, and maybe a masterlist once I get around to that.
Hi could i request a fluffy imagine with barry allen? Where him and reader just lay in bed after a long tiring day? It could be smut if you want. Thanks
Thanks for the prompt anon! Sorry this took so long, school has been rough, which is why this is so short (and maybe also why it mentions finals...). I hope you guys enjoy it!
You stumbled into your apartment, dropping your bag onto the floor with a loud thud. Rubbing your eyes, you made your way to your bed, and promptly collapsed face first onto it. Just as you were about to fall asleep, you heard the door open.
The bed dipped beside you as Barry sat down. “So? How’d it go?” he asked.
You moved your head to look at him. “If I never take another final again, it’ll be too soon,” you told him gravely, not able to muster the energy to give him a smile to show that it’d gone fairly well, all things considered.
Barry raised his eyebrows. “You have three more this week,” he deadpanned. You groaned loudly and buried your head in the pillow again. “Is there anything I can do?” he asked gently, and you felt him rubbing soothing circles on your back.
You turned to peek an eye out. “Cuddles?” you asked in a hopeful voice that was slightly muffled by the pillow. You were going to be asleep in the next few minutes, so why not?
He laid down with a chuckle and opened his arms. “Alright, get over here and let me love you.” You shot him a sleepy smile and latched yourself onto him. You sighed softly as your legs tangled with his and your head nuzzled his chest. You laid there with him for a while, completely at ease in his presence, and you started to drift off.
You felt him drop a kiss onto your head and a smile spread across your face. “Go to sleep,” Barry urged. “I’ll wake you up in a few hours.” You hummed softly, snuggled deeper into Barry’s body, and let sleep wash over you.
Hello everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't been able to update recently. I'm taking two Ap classes this year and everything is so hectic but I promise I will try to get something out this week. -Kaylyn
hai! i love your writing and i was wondering if you could do a hook x reader! i was wondering if you could do it where the reader is jealous of killian and of how girls and himself flirt (even thou they aren't together) please~?
He came here at least twice a month. He sat in the same chair every time. And every girl flirted with him. And you know what? He flirted back every time. I shouldn’t be this bothered by it, but I am. I had some very interesting conversations with the captain who had a hook for a hand, he told me so many stories about everything he’s seen on his adventures, he was so amazing… but I work at a tavern, serving beer and whiskey all night. Nothing exciting about me. I was a fool to think his flirting with me was because I was special. But I still sat with him every time he came around, I still listened to his stories, I still fell for the charming man.
And then one night, something changed. He was talking with a woman, flirting with her, so I didn’t talk to him that night. I was jealous, yes, but I didn’t think I could handle the heart break that would have come if I did sit with him.
And I continued to ignore him every time he came in.
Until kne night, eight months later he sat there, waiting until closing, not even buying a drink. Not talking to any girls. Just sitting there, doing nothing.
After my work was done for the night, he followed me out of the tavern.
“(Y/N), wait.” He said. I didn’t slow down, though, I sped up, hoping he would leave me alone. Hoping he wouldn’t lure me back in. Hoping he wouldn’t break my heart.
But he caught up to me, grabbed my arm. He stood in front of me, and I looked away.
“You’re ignoring me.” He stated.
“Yes, I am.” I tried to walk away but he pulled me back.
“Why?” He looked into my eyes. For the first time since I had met him, he didn’t have that famous cocky smirk or the confident look in his eye, he looked confused, he looked… sad.
So I swallowed and told him.
“I’m ignoring you because I couldn’t stand the fact that you were talking to other girls the same way you talked to me. I was upset that I wasn’t as special as I had thought that I was. I was trying to avoid getting my heart broken by a charming pirate who had no interest in me.”
“My dear, I am interested in you. The reason I flirt with other girls is because,” he took a deap breath, “I am scared to love again. I am scared that if I choose to love and care for someone I will loose them, just like I did once before. But I realize that I would rather take the chance to love you than to loose you now, forever. I love you, I really do.”
And I did the one thing I never thought I’d ever get the chance to do.
I kissed him.
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The end! Hope you enjoyed, thank you for requesting! :) -Bren
Hey! So I'm not sure if I'm going to do a part three to that imagine. We already have so many requests but maybe once we finish most of them than I will think about continuing that imagine.
Hi! I love your imagines! Can you do one about Peter Pan from Once Upon A Time where Peter gets really possessive when the other boys talk to the reader?
Done! Hope you enjoy it, and thank you for requesting!
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