DCTV moodboards: Killergold - Lisa looks after a sick Caitlin
Made for Femslash February 2021 and square I1 “Sick!fic” on my @flarrowverse-shipyard bingocard. There’s also a drabble for it behind the read more.
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Lisa opens up the phone conversation with a blunt, “So Barry tells me you're not feeling good.”
Caitlin sighs. She'd told them she was fine but she should've known the team would call for backup. They'd made comments about doctors not being allowed to doctor themselves. Obviously she didn't agree.
“It's nothing. Just some sniffles and a little cough. I'm taking it easy today, just paperwork. No labwork, no cleaning.”
“Uh-huh. Well, if it's nothing, you won't mind meeting me for lunch at my place.”
“That's a little out of my way,” Caitlin begins, sensing she's falling into a trap but unable to figure out exactly what shape or position it's in.
“Oh don't worry about that. I'm sure Barry will agree to flash you over.”
Caitlin's about to say that might make her throw up, but then she realizes the problem with that. One does not simply stumble into a disagreement with Lisa Snart. Not if you want to win. So she agrees as enthusiastically as she can around her sniffles. “Sure, see you at 1.”
“I look forward to it,” Lisa says, striking a little fear into Caitlin at what else might be in store.
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Lisa hadn't cared that Caitlin's nose was red. Or that she was sneezing every 20 seconds. Which should have set off some red flags really, but Caitlin was too busy trying not to throw up and simply went along with Lisa dragging her into the bedroom. Plus, it was extremely flattering that her girlfriend thought she looked sexy despite being ill.
It's not until she hears the click of the latch and feels the metal against her wrist that she realizes Lisa has totally played her.
“Where did you even pull those from?”
“Never you mind. What's important is, I'm not removing them for at least the next 4 hours. I bought you soup but after that you better get some sleep.”
Lisa throws a box of tissues at her, followed by a cute teddy bear, and then goes off to microwave the soup. The whole scheme is sweet enough that Caitlin can't find the energy to be mad right then. Being mad can definitely wait until after she's had the soup. And the sleep.
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DCTV moodboards: Killergold - Fortune favors the Gold
Made for Femslash February 2021 and square N4 “There’s only one bed” on my @flarrowverse-shipyard bingocard. Teen rated drabble behind the read more.
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“Out of all of the safe houses you and your brother have squirreled away, you really expect me to believe the only suitable place was the one with just one bed?”
“Take it or leave it,” is all Lisa says, smugly. As usual, she's enjoying having the final word. Already inside the bedroom, Lisa glances back at Frost over her shoulder; it’s done so casually and yet Frost catches the slightest hesitation to look away, as if she might care whether Frost leaves or sleeps on the couch instead.
It’s touching in a way, and enough to warm Frost’s heart a little more than the Rogues - and Lisa in particular - normally do. But she doubts that’s the kind of touching Lisa is aiming for.
“You’d better be able to deal with cold feet and, well, cold everything.”
Lisa laughs unexpectedly, and heartily at that, before her tone shifts to low and smooth as she practically purrs her response. “Everything, hmm. I like the sound of that.”
Made for Femslash February 2021 and square B3 “Compromising position” on my @flarrowverse-shipyard bingocard (which completes the 3rd line for a bingo!). Ficlet behind the read more.
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“Well, well, well. Never thought I'd see the day. Is this Caitlin Snow robbing someone?”
Caitlin flinches at the sound of Lisa's voice. She still has one hand in the safe as her head turns toward Lisa, her expression showing the total shock at getting caught mid-heist. That look is pretty cute as it turns outs. Lisa would stop to take a picture but her hidden security camera in the corner should get a decent enough frame of it that she doesn't need to ruin her moment with the interruption
Caitlin gapes for a few seconds longer before she gets her wits back. However, once she does come to her senses she moves to stand in front of the open safe, with her blue leather gloved hands held primly, as if that's somehow going to make it all less incriminating.
“I can explain... I wanted to surprise you.”
“And you did not fail,” Lisa says smoothly as she saunters over, “I'm so proud.“
“But it's not like I was really robbing you per se. I was just putting something in-”
“Do you have to be such a buzzkill?” As she gets up close to Caitlin, Lisa presses a finger to Cait's lips. “Shush, let me live in the fantasy for a little longer, honey.”
The silence is tense, deliciously so in Lisa's opinion. Caitlin stands there blushing fiercely with Lisa's eyes skirting over her, taking in every detail to commit to memory. Finally, she breaks the hush and brings her attention back to the curiosity of why this happened.
“So what were you depositing?”
When Caitlin doesn't reply, Lisa makes a move to brush past her and peer into the still open safe. But Caitlin blocks that and hurriedly tries to shut the safe with her back against the door.
“No, you don't need to look right now. I mean, it's not-”
“Hey, you've seen mine - the dazzling necklace I was saving for you in there, for a special occasion - so it's only fair I see yours.”
This time Caitlin doesn't get in her way. Lisa is doubly surprised to find the new deposit is a ring. Lisa knows her bling and that right there is an engagement ring.
“Oh, you shouldn't have.”
“Is that... a no?” There's something indescribably small about Cait's question. All her worry tied up around the words and like she might not actually want the answer.
“To what exactly?” Lisa shifts back to get a good look at Caitlin, to watch her stew for at least a minute longer before she gives in.
She supposes she should be glad that Cait knows her well enough that she didn't bother with a boring run-of-the-mill proposal. Otherwise, she might have had to truly let Cait stew, for a day or two, before she answered.
“You're gonna make me ask aren't you?” Caitlin asks awkwardly, though she's smiling as she does. Lisa can already see her nerves have more or less evaporated. Because it wasn't an outright no, after all.
“If you really want it, it shouldn't be hard to ask,” Lisa steps up to place her arms loosely around Cait's shoulders and pouts. “What, did you think you could get out of the agonizing wait for an answer by just leaving that in my safe. One of them, at any rate.”
“Kinda, yeah,” Caitlin says, making a face that is entirely too cute to resist. Lisa pulls her in for a kiss that goes on longer than expected and they both get distracted for a while. When they come up for air, Lisa decides there's no point keeping up the pretense the answer would be anything other than yes.
“I suppose I should try it on, see if it fits.”
“Oh, it will,” Caitlin replies confidently. Which is music to her ears. Lisa simply adores the implication tonight's antics weren't the only sneaky thing her girlfriend – now fiancée - has been up to lately.
“Guess I've been rubbing off on you in more ways than one. I like it,” Lisa purrs, deciding they should get back to the distraction; the ring can wait.
Caitlin never does officially ask her to marry her, but Lisa lets her off that one technicality and wears the ring proudly anyhow.
Call’s May Favorites: Day Seven - KillerGold, Final Girls Au
“When you said,” Caitlin ground out, her voice low as they crouched under the window, eyes fixed on the shadow crossing by at a snail’s pace, “that you knew who was targeting us, I thought you meant you’d tell me over the phone! Not at a creepy abandoned house! I’ve already been chased through an abandoned house once, why did I even agree to this?”
“To be fair, I didn’t think they’d be home,” Lisa said with little more than a shrug as apology. Her hand might have been resting over Caitlin’s on the floor but it didn’t feel like much of a comfort when they could hear the owner of the house pacing the perimeter. Thank goodness they’d locked the doors the second they saw the figure rounding the back.
“Why wouldn’t they be? It’s their house!”
“What kind of serial killer straight out of a horror movie leaves their doors unlocked?” Lisa countered. “For someone who tried to kill a bunch of teenagers years ago, he’s really bad at basic safety. That’s just begging us to investigate - ”
Caitlin groaned, the sound coming out louder than she meant it to and her eyes widened when Lisa used her other hand to slap it over her mouth. The childish impulse to lick it rose in her but she settled for glaring as Lisa kept her eyes on the fading shadow of the figure outside.
Then the faint trill of sirens reached their ears and Lisa’s grip tightened on her mouth as she whipped around to face Caitlin. “Did you fucking call the cops?”
Caitlin pushed the hand off and hissed, “You told me you knew who the killer was, why would I not call the police?”
“We broke into his house and now the cops are coming,” Lisa snapped, her eyes blazing in the near-darkness. “How is that smart?”
“How is breaking in in the first place - ”
There was a great bang at the front door and the two of them froze. Every vein in Caitlin’s body began to scream, frigid and warm all at once and it took everything in her not to outright panic. Something that sounded suspiciously like wood breaking came a moment later and Caitlin shut her eyes, her nails curling into her palms so hard they had to be drawing blood.
“I think he found an axe,” she whispered, and that was all the warning they had before the whole front door came crashing down and they scrambled to get to the back door.
"It doesn't make any sense. Why would Doctor Wells change that genome back so that they could breed?" Caitlin muses, though Lisa doubts she's expecting a real answer. The scientist seems to still be in shock from the 'unthinkable' happening with their perfect park.
The sheer arrogance of their safety claims would have made her roll her eyes if she hadn't been playing the part of eager adventure journalist at the time. All in aid of finding out what trouble her dear sibling had gotten himself into this time. It wasn't like him to miss a check-in on a job and his last known coordinates were here.
"Greed, ego. Who the hell knows. Len, maybe, if we could find my damn brother on this godforsaken island. But now ain't the time for a chat about your boss's many flaws," Lisa whispers harshly.
She tries nodding to indicate where their attention should be, to get Caitlin to see what she means. Lisa's gaze is stuck on the shadows cast in the hall, visible through the canteen door's portal window - raptors closing in on their position.
Snow doesn't follow that hint, she obviously isn't in any state to help right now. They're gonna have to rely on her own quick thinking and whatever she remembers from Len's hand-me-down books - thank the stars he had a dinosaur phase. Of course, that might be why she finds herself here, in the most dangerous scenario of her life.
Her heart is pounding as she turns on the gas stoves and readies a lighter in her hand. With her other hand, she grabs Caitlin's and yanks her to her feet. Caitlin seems to snap out of her previously blank stare at that.
“This is really happening, isn't it?”
“Yup. Now, run.”
She'd be lying if she said there wasn't any of her that found it thrilling. Only the journalist credential was fake after all, she wasn't a stranger to adventure in its varied forms. Experience taught her the best lies incorporated the truth so that they went down smooth and sure.
Adventure here they come, of the once in a lifetime kind...if they can just get out of it with their lives.
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DCTV moodboards: KillerGold for @flarrowverse-shipyard‘s Femslash Week - a late Day 2 - Role Reversal
Golden Glider sprays a smooth trail across the casino floor and is sliding across it elegantly, trying to escape before Barry is done freeing the crowd of gold-encased victims.
Lisa is no hero but she can't just let Caitlin Snow get away with the gun she forced Cisco to build, he's been berating himself enough already for giving in to her demands. So Lisa launches herself after the woman, glad for her many years of ice skating coming in handy.
One minute she's gliding over to Snow, easily having her in her sights, and the next she comes over in a chill. A memory flashes up of sliding over ice in an unfamiliar scenario. Not ice skating as she knows, more like this. And so cold.
That's when she comes to an abrupt stop, stuck to the floor. She thinks for a moment she's been gilded to the floor but Snow is just as surprised when she looks down, seeing no sign of why she came to a stop apart from a light covering of frost on her shoes. Lisa feels a spike of fear and confusion and ice spreads out further from under her feet.
"Interesting," Snow says, before she blows an exaggerated kiss goodbye. "Hope I'll be seeing you around, Frosty."
Femslash February: Day Two - Killergold, Rival Youtubers Au
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Caitlin warned her, raising a finger to cut off whatever horrible idea was glittering behind Lisa’s huge grin. She hugged her phone to her chest and inched back on the couch. “Just because I agreed to the collab doesn’t mean you’re allowed to snoop on my phone, Snart - ”
“Oh, what’s that?” Lisa leaned in, and Caitlin swore her grin grew wider somehow. “I’m not hearing a ‘no’.”
“I literally just said no!”
“I’m not hearing a ‘no’!” Lisa crowed again, louder now, lunging across the couch to grab Caitlin’s iPhone. Caitlin squeaked (a rather embarrassing moment on her part, in retrospect) and swatted at her face and hands, and she tried to tuck her phone down her shirt in an attempt to hide it from Lisa’s wiggling fingers.
“Stop!”
“Oh, come on, you’ve been on it all afternoon!” Caitlin grimaced and held back a snort as Lisa’s fingers brushed the skin of her stomach under her shirt. She didn’t seem to realize she was tickling Caitlin right in her sweet spot, even if she didn’t let up on her ministrations. “What, you got a secret admirer or something?”
Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. “No! What the hell, no, I’m not - it’s just Ronnie!”
That got Lisa to freeze, mischief dying within seconds as she drew back, fingers barely grazing Caitlin’s stomach now. Her eyebrows knit together. “Wait. That fireman-lookalike from Cisco’s party last Halloween.” That last part wasn’t a question.
“Um, yeah.” Caitlin tucked her hair behind her ear and averted her eyes. “We’ve been talking since. He lives a couple blocks from me, actually.”
“Right.” She’d known Lisa for three years, followed her channel for five, and never in her life had Caitlin ever heard the woman sound so...cold. Caitlin glanced up from where she was lying flat on her back on the couch and wanted to grimace again. Lisa’s expression had shut down entirely, a brick wall of no emotion whatsoever. “Of course.”
“He just...” Caitlin gestured uselessly at her phone half-hanging out of her shirt by her chin. “He wanted to know how the collab was going.”
“Right,” Lisa repeated.
Mick cleared his throat and they both jolted, heads whipping toward the camera where Mick was watching with an unamused smirk. “So, you want me to cut this bit or...?”
“Cut it.” Lisa sat up in an instant, a smile spreading across her face in the blink of an eye, hands folded primly in her lap, ever the spitting image of perfect, unbothered tranquility. “We’ll just start this section over.”
Caitlin sat up, tucking her phone into her jean pocket, incomplete text to Ronnie and all, and tried not to think about Lisa’s tight smile for the rest of filming, even as they bickered over stupid shit like whether pickles went well in fondue (which they did not, Lisa truly had no taste).
Seven children grew up and left their childhood behind, left their friends and loved ones to become dust in the wind. They were all so close once, brought together by an indescribable tragedy and a monstrosity that haunted the underbelly of Derry, Maine.
Such a shame they all forgot - all but one, who invoked their promise to return if It did too.
Lisa Snart is Richie Tozier & Caitlin Snow is Eddie Kaspbrak.
