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adriellej · 10 days

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The way

Warnings: None really.

Pairings: Team Flash, Harry x Reader.

Word count: 1.6K+

A/N: I made something cute again! I’m apparently all in for the cute stuff lately. I was looking on Pinterest to get some ideas and I fell over this. I just knew it had to be Cisco’s line, didn’t imagine it to turn into a whole Harry situation, but it kinda did!

GIF and Prompt isn't mine. Found on google and found on Pinterest.

You had always been an active outdoorsy person. You always played every sport you could find. You’d take long walks with your family, and when you got old enough you went hiking on your own. You had traveled quite a lot, all over the world really.

Lately, it had been some slow days for team Flash, metas were on the down-low, no big current villain to haunt down. So you had convinced the team to come hiking with you. You knew an amazing place just outside of Central City. It was beautiful at sunset, but it was also a bit of a hike to get on top of the small mountain.

It wasn’t everyone who was as excited for it as you were, and a few, or one specific, had been quite reluctant to go. It’s no point, makes no sense to waste our time doing this. Our time is better spent developing our tech than this, you recalled in your memory. Others had been excited and joyful. Oh yes! This would be awesome, it’s going to be so much fun! You had laughed at how excited Barry was to go.

You looked around at your friends, they were like family to you and you were so excited to be spending this time with them. Barry was running in the front with Ralph right on his heels. They had made it into a competition; who could reach the top first? Caitlin and Iris were walking beside you and right behind you were Harry and Cisco, who were of course bickering about something.

“You know, this wasn’t a bad idea Y/N,” Caitlin mused beside you, all you could do was smile and say thank you. You dwelled in the moment, making mental pictures of it, because you knew you would have to go back to the real world at some point. Suddenly you heard a yelp.

“This is my life now. I have climbed this hill and now I will die upon it.” Cisco dramatically exclaimed. “Shut up. We’ve only been hiking for twenty minutes.” You and Harry said in unison causing the two girls beside you to laugh. “You two have a fun way of being quite alike,” Iris ushered. “Have you made up your mind?” Caitlin continued Iris’ thinking. You smiled and shook your head. “Come on, you must know if you want to or not!” Iris said a little louder than you wanted her to.

“Iris, shhh!” You half panicked when Harry glanced at you with an amused look. “I don’t need him to know anything,” you spoke lowly. “At least not until I tell him on my own,” you continued as you looked at your girlfriends. A big smile spread on both of their lips. “Oh yes! You’re going to be so cute,” Iris shrieked.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself Iris. It would have to include that he likes me too, ya know.” You tried to not get your own hopes up.

You had had a crush on the Earth 2 Harrison Wells for quite some time by now. Iris had asked you one day what it was about him that made your heart flutter. At that moment you had said everything, but it had started a thought process over what it was about him.

You could conclude on your own that it was the way his dimples came out when he smiled at you. It was the way he looked at you, that made your knees go soft. It was the way it didn’t matter to you if you understood what he said or not, you just loved to listen to him talk about something he was passionate about. It was the way that he tried to explain it to you, with no annoyance or anything. It was the way it felt when your fingers grazed each other when handing stuff to one another. It was the small hugs at the end of the really long days, that no one saw. It was something only you two had and moments only you shared.

It was how he always put a smile on your lips when you thought of him. The way he made fun with you, told jokes, and laughed with you. He’s the first thing you think of in the morning and the last thing you think of at night.

You glimpsed back at him. His baseball cap tugged down on top of his glasses, his black t-shirt showing his very nice muscled arms, and his sweater wrapped around his waist because it became too hot to wear. Oh yeah, and then he’s just flipping hot and sexy, you thought to yourself.

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“Iris come on, you need to see the view from up here!” Barry yelled down to his wife. A big smile spread across her face. “Race you to the top?” Cisco chimed in right beside you. They all shared a look and ran off, leaving you behind with Harry.

“Hey,” He said as he joined you and adjusted his speed to fit yours.

“Hey yourself,” you said as you nudged his shoulder with yours and a smile you couldn’t hide. “Is it as bad as you thought it would be?” You slowly started to converse with him. He breathed in and held it for a second before letting it go in a small laugh.

“Well no, not with you by my side at least,” He smiled as he glanced down at you. His icy blue orbs were filled with enjoyment and warmth. Maybe Iris and Caitlin weren’t wrong when they said he had a thing for you too.

You reached the top with the others just in time for the sunset creating the most beautiful purple, pink, and orange lights across the sky.

“Wow, this is absolutely stunning,” Caitlin pointed out to the rest of the group. “How long have you kept this gem to yourself?” She continued looking back at you.

“Well, not for as long as you would think. I found it a few months ago, just haven’t had a chance to show you guys yet,” you stated.

Everyone fell silent for a while. Barry and Iris were sitting with their legs hanging off the little cliff, and Ralph, Cisco, and Caitlin were joking about something further away. Yourself, you were leaning on a big stone that was stood by a tree. Enjoying the moment. Savoring it as much as you possibly could. Harry came up to lean against the tree beside you.

“Ya know, I was afraid something would happen and ruin this moment. I was expecting a meta alarm to finally go off and take this moment away from us, but it didn’t.” You looked into the horizon, with a dreaming look on your face.

“I think we needed this more than we thought,” Harry caught your attention and you turned to look at him, his hand resting on your shoulder. His features were soft as he spoke. “With Savitar, with the metas, with the Earth X’ers. Having this moment with our family is worth more than anything,” Harry was a quite soft and warm person behind the hard glares, the grumpiness, and the insults.

“Harry, with a risk of ruining this moment, can I ask you two questions?” You turned completely towards him with a soft smile on your lips.

“Sure, though I would bet to say it would equal in three questions, taking the one you just did ask,” He joked and huffed a small laugh. “See, already ahead of you, that was one of the two questions!” You exclaimed poking out your tongue at him. “I know you too well,” You continued and he laughed. His laugh was like music to your ears, you would give anything to listen to it all day.

“Go on,” he pushed. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again, looking straight into his captivating ones.

“How do you feel about me?” You spoke lowly scared to say it out too loud.

“How do I feel about you?” He looked puzzled at you. You looked down on the ground before you spoke again.

“I like you, Harry. I like you a lot, and I have for a while now. I just haven’t had the guts to ask, because I’m afraid I might ruin what we have. We have an amazing friendship, and you are by far one of my best friends, and I would hate for it-” you ranted on before you were cut short by Harry.

“Y/N, stop blabbering and look at me,” His hand went to take yours and you looked more at your hands than at him. He crouched down into your view forcing you to look at him, and you followed as he stood up straight again. “I have a hard time going through my day if I don’t see you. It’s like my day isn’t good before I’ve seen your smile. You're the one who brings some light into my life while Jesse isn’t here. I wouldn’t want our friendship to be jeopardized in the slightest bit.” He continued to talk, and you could feel your face fall a little bit at the last part he was saying. “Stop overthinking it, Y/N. I’m trying to say that I like you a lot too, it’s just not coming across the way I want it to,” He laughed nervously as his hand went to scratch the back of his neck.

You looked up at him, removing the last part of space between you as you stepped up to kiss him. His hands found their way to cup your face and yours snaked around his neck.

“FINALLY!” Cisco and Ralph yelled out. You laughed against his lips before he started pecking your lips several times in a row. His hands snaked around your waist instead and deepened the kiss. “Okay you two, we get it, you’re in love, now get a room!” Cisco yelled out again.

“Shut up Cisco!” You yelled out in unison again.

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hannawinchester03 · 11 months

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IN ANOTHER GALAXY..

This is a regular imagine, as if you're part of the guardians of the galaxy! Mostly backstory but pt2 coming soon with more romantic and erotic scenes for sure!

Enjoy!

Here is the part 2!

Chapter contains: some flirtation, baby groot (obviously) , mom figure, death, family loss, drunk father, childhood trauma, and sarcasm

Word count: 1587

The year was 1989, Chicago Illinois. (Y/N) was 9 years old, she already was learning how to drive. "You gotta know your way around, who knows when you'll get lost, you always gotta find your way home." Her dad always told her, meaning this meant learning to drive earlier than most people and take care of what needed to be done.

(Y/N) didn't have much of a childhood, grew up faster than she would have liked but hey stuff happens.

It was a casual Friday night for (Y/N) same routine as usual, her dad goes out drinking and partying it up with his friends at the local bar. (Y/N) was used to it by now, it's been 3 years since her aunt passed away, her aunt was like a mother to her, her real mother passed away in child birth, but her dying wish was that her sister took care of (Y/N) like she was her own. Which she did, she took care of (Y/N) while her father drank to get over her mothers passing, but to them it seems he has never gotten over it, probably didn't help the fact that (Y/N) looked exactly like her mother.

(Y/N) remembers her aunt telling her stories of how the two sisters were thick as thieves together, always going out exploring the abandon houses, going to the woods, running through malls together when they were younger, even doing normal things like spending time with each other, like listening to music while they watched their parents dance. (Y/N) always wished that she had a sister or another sibling to play with and share memories with like her mother and aunt did.

"Your mom always wanted to have twins, she'd tell us she has a feeling that you were gonna be a twin, like Luke and leia.." (Y/N) was always told which made her sad at times that she was her mothers one and only child. There was a lot on the 9 year olds shoulders to say the least. (Y/N) always had vivid dreams of what is would be like to in space watching down on the world, making sure every child didn't need to go through what she did, it could have been much worse she always thought but the last 3 years for sure proved her wrong. It was worse, eating only once a week or not for weeks at a time.

It was around 10 pm on Friday, she was waiting for the house phone to ring, and hear the same words she heard every Friday night, the way the bartender would always call her asking to pick up her dad or call him a cab, they had little to no money so the only option was to learn to drive and pick him up herself. Little 9 year old (Y/N) who could barely see over the steering wheel driving at night listening to "my sweet lord- by George Harrison" was the last thing she remembered of her past life.

That was 15 years ago, "I really wanna see you, I really wanna be with you.." was the last thing she heard from the radio before the disaster struck, she watched as a child not much older then she was running through the main Street, then the child was gone only a light shinning down where they were last seen, causing (Y/N) to slam on the brakes and get out running after the light.

15 years later here she stood in the middle of platform floating the in the middle of the sky, standing next to a talking raccoon, a miniature tree that somehow talks but only could speak the three words "I am groot"and the only other person she knew of who was also from earth. A place she once knew so well and now it was just a fuzzy memory.

"Okay we gotta work fast, the others are going to meet us with the other materials. We just need that things heart.." Quill spoke as he looked around at the group mainly looking at (y/n) making her raise an eyebrow at him about to say something back but she was distracted as she heard a small. "I am groot" making her look down and smile softly as her attention was then quickly pulled away as rocket spoke up translating for them. "He says '(y/n) knows what she's doing' he's right, she wasn't born yesterday..like some people." Rocket stated as he lightly nudged (y/n) leg and gave her a small wink with the wrong eye as usual making her chuckle.

Quill rolled his eyes and was about to speak up but quickly got interrupted by the smaller aliens started bursting through a door running in their direction, He quickly stood in position in front of (y/n) to protect her making her roll her eyes as she moves around him grabbing groot propping him up on her shoulder so he wouldn't get stepped on as she held up the gun rocket had given her quickly shooting as many aliens as she could, as she reloaded she took over watching as the others took turns killing the monsters as they seems to keep coming.

"Look out, here comes the big one!" Quill shouted as he was reloading his weapon, (y/n) watched as an alien got to close to him so she quickly shot it and turned her attention to the bigger alien, she couldn't help but stare as it was almost double the side of the other aliens taking a step back as she focused on the multiple arms and hands the monster has, and how it had multiple eyes, she couldn't help but think about how she got into the situation.

"(y/n) just distract it! Whatever you do don't shoot its heart." Rocket called out as (y/n) nodded quickly running towards one of the higher platforms standing on top of it watching as it tried to grab her, shooting its hands away every-time watching as it stumbled back and quill got behind it shooting its head making the monster stumble back falling onto its back crying out in pain.

(y/n) watched as rocket threw a shock wave close to it stunning the alien so it would be in place for a minute or two, she nodded her head at rocket as she jumped down off the platform knowing the plan from here. She got out the laser that rocket has gived to her, she always though it looked kind of like a light saber, but always thought to herself since no one's from earth and they'll know what Star Wars is, she always told herself.

She got next to the beast and sliced clean across the aliens torso watching as it stopped breathing from the clean cut she had made, she watched as rocket climbed on top of the beast slicing its flesh and reached his hand in ripping out the heart. (y/n) couldn't help but stumble backwards as she could smelt a awful smell coming from monster as rocket held the heart up in the air.

(y/n)'s eyes lit up a bit as she now was able to see the heart, the thing they were going after. She could help but stare at it as it looked breath taking, it looked like a solid chunk of gold making her eyebrow go up as rocked stood up holding it proudly. "Great now we have the final part, let's go the others are probably already there." Rocket stated as he began walking back to the ship.

(y/n) let out a small huff still shocked, not that they had killed the monsters, she's used to that by now, considering she's been around it for the last 15 years. She snapped out of her thoughts as she still felt groot on the shoulder playing with some of her hair making her glance down at him.

"I am groot". He hummed out making her chuckle softly and toss some hair over his small head. "Maybe you need to grow out some hair. A nice green to brighten you up." she said back to the small plant making him smile and reply with a simple nod.

"I don't understand how you understand him.. doesn't it freak you out? A talking tree." Quill spoke up as he followed next to (y/n), she let out a small chuckle as groot continued to play with her hair wrapping small vines around her hair and she shrugged. "I mean he's still a person, he talks and has feelings why would it freak me out.." She stated back.

"Well maybe because you're from earth, how is this all normal to you." Quill responded as he walked up onto the space ships loading ramp. "Maybe it's because i wasn't born yesterday, after 15 years you learn to accept everything." She says as she followed behind him, once on the ship she sets groot down and smiles softly at him.

"We're in another galaxy, nothing surprises me anymore Peter." (y/n) states as she passed by quill heading to the main control room to meet up with rocket. "It's Star lord!" He cries out behind (y/n) making her and rocket laugh as they settle into their seats buckling up and (y/n) hums happily as groot comes and sit on her lap for the ride.

Hope y’all enjoyed, please feel free to leave comments, like and share with your friends!

I’m always open for suggestions or ideas so feel free to comment!

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harriscofics · 1 month

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I Found You Once (I'll Find You Again)

I Found You Once (I'll Find You Again) https://ift.tt/zyNEXUH by QuietDarkness Harry and Cisco have been happily married for years. Cisco can't imagine life any differently. And he knows he wouldn't feel whole with anyone else. But forever hardly lasts as long as anyone thinks. While working on a device left behind by Thawne, something backfires and Harry is critically injured. Cisco blames himself. Harry is slowly dying. And there’s no way to save him. As they spend their final hours together, Cisco thinks about the moments that brought them to where they are now... (An anonymous one-shot prompt request. It's not exactly what they were looking for, but I hope they like it anyway. Enjoy!) Words: 4946, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 22 of One Shots: Harrisco Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Cisco Ramon, Earth-2 Harrison "Harry" Wells, Caitlin Snow Relationships: Cisco Ramon/Earth-2 Harrison "Harry" Wells Additional Tags: this one was tough to write, Harry and Cisco have a dog, his name is Arthur, and he's the best, Character Death, Angst, Loss, Pain, prompt, One Shot, caitlin tries so hard, sometimes people can't be saved, this doesn't have a happy ending, at least not entirely, Grief, Major character death - Freeform, Established Relationship via AO3 works tagged 'Cisco Ramon/Earth-2 Harrison "Harry" Wells' https://ift.tt/r0svhSZ March 21, 2024 at 05:24PM

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raging-violets · 1 year

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Out of Focus (The Flash) | Chapter Twenty-Seven | Read on FFN

*banner by @arrthurpendragon

Fic: Sequel to “In a Flash” Authored by: Rhuben OCs that appear: Averey Moore, FC: Elliot Page (role: Kitty Pryde, X-Men) Rated: T Series: Blindsided [2nd in series]

Full Summary: “You can’t depend on your judgement when your imagination is out of focus.” Six months after closing the singularity, Central City continues to be exposed to meta-humans, and Team Flash continue to be haunted by the deaths of two of their own. With his dad released from Iron Heights, Barry looks forward to living the life he’s wanted since his mom died. While he seeks stability, he finds himself stumbling as his speed starts to fluctuate at the worst times. Jay Garrick arrives in Central City, and Barry is hesitant to believe what he says about Earth-2. He’s also hesitant to believe that he’s seeing the doppelgänger of not only Harrison Wells, but a friend he thought he lost.

In her final months of probation, Averey must navigate Team Flash and the meta-human world that moved on without her. Stuck between being a normal law-abiding citizen and becoming a hero, she tries to keep the eyes of Central City off her to fly under the radar. Unfortunately, due to her familial line and her past in the Royal Flush Gang, she’s already been overexposed.

As Cisco’s “vibe memories” come more frequently, and his abilities grow stronger, he fears what he can become. When he’s pushed to be more than just a computer nerd, and being more than the baby brother of the great Dante Ramon, he finds it harder to connect with someone on the same wavelength as him. Easier said than done; especially when the alternative is to fully reconnect with his brother.

Then the powerful Zoom arrives; bringing with him meta-humans stronger than they’ve faced before, including a disgruntled speedster carrying the face of their past. Can Barry keep the team together when Central City faces the greatest obstacle; losing faith in the Flash?

Tag List: @witchofinterest @foxesandmagic @arrthurpendragon @villain-connoisseur @ochub @ocappreciationtag @hogwarts-is-my-wonderland

#fd: the flash #flarrowverse #oc: averey moore #fic: out of focus #series: blindsided #averey!the flash #cisco x oc #by: rhuben #authored by: rhuben #chapter update #it took me almost two years to update this fic #but it's here

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biscuit-789 · 2 years

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Eobard Thawne - What Did You Do Pt. 2

Pairing: Eobard Thawne x Reader

It had been a rough couple of months. Between losing your family and Barry changing the timeline…things were awful. To top it off, the ‘gift’ Thawne had given you was speed. The speed wasn’t exactly normal though, as it was from Thawnes Negative Speed Force. That being said, you kept it a secret from the rest of the group and opted to training on your own.

“Hey, you okay?” Caitlin asked as the two of you walked into the Cortex.

“I think so…this are getting a bit-“ You were cut off as your eyes locked with none other than Harrison Wells.

He was pinned against the wall by Barry, who was filled with rage. You examined this Wells from afar, instantly seeing that wasn’t Thawne. The look in his eyes was much different, there wasn’t as much evil.

“Barry, let him go,” You snapped, walking towards them.

“He looks exactly like Thawne, I’m not letting him go,” Barry snapped back.

“I’m not him, I’m promise…I’m from another world,” Harrison said nervously.

“And how do we know that!”

“We’re not gonna know if you don’t back up, Barry!” You snapped, as you grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away “please just stop,” You pleaded.

Barry glared at you as he walked back towards the computers. You, on the other hand, looked back at Harrison. He nodded his head, thanking you for helping.

“Why are you here?” You asked.

“There was an incident on my Earth, Earth-2, and my daughter Jessie was taken by a speedster named Zoom,” Harrison explained.

Your heart sank at the name and you instantly felt like crying. If what Harrison was saying was true, another version of your daughter existed on another Earth. Of course it may not be here, but you could possibly see her face again.

“We don’t know that’s true! I mean he looks like Thawne, he’s bringing up Jessie…this could all be a lie,” Barry said, catching your attention.

You thought for a moment, looking between Barry and Harrison. The look and Harrison’s eyes were that of a hurting parent.

“Lie or not, I know what it’s like to loose Jessie…we help until further notice,” You snapped at the team.

“I’m sorry, who put you in charge here?” Barry asked “this should be a team decision,”

“Team decisions went out the window when you failed to tell me about my husband,”

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The team of course decided to help this new Wells and when things turned out to be true, you couldn’t have been happier. Just the thought of seeing Jessie’s face again made you work overtime to get Harrison’s daughter back.

“You seem to be really into help me,” Wells said as he watched you write equations on the board.

“Wouldn’t want a man to lose his daughter,” You said, not looking away from your board.

“You mentioned losing Jessie, when we first met,” Wells walked up beside you and handed you a coffee “what was that about?”

“Oh, well-“ You gabbled the coffee and made your way to a chair “she was my daughter, Jessica Wells. When everything happened with Thawne, she was erased from the timeline,” You sighed and took a sip of your coffee “she was only seven,”

Wells nodded his head and took a seat across from you. He couldn’t imagine losing Jessie in such a way.

“I remember when Jessie was seven, she had a science themed birthday party…her classmates weren’t exactly happy to be solving equations as a game,” Wells chuckled although there was a bit of pain behind it.

“How old is your Jessie?” You furrowed your eyebrows and looked up.

“Eighteen,”

“Hmm…so is she a smart kid?” You smiled.

“She graduated high school at fifteen and has five majors from college,”

“Wow, she’s a very smart kid,” You chuckled.

“And what about your Jessie?”

“She struggled in school, a lot. Thawne was always trying to force her into learning about math and science, but in reality he pushed her away. I wish he would’ve let her fall in love with school on her own,”

Harrison smiled at you and looked down at his coffee. One thing he was refraining from mentioning was how much you looked like his wife. He noticed it from the moment he saw you and it’s been taking a toll on him. Just hearing about you talk Jessie made his heart hurt.

“You know, you look like my wife,” Wells blurted out.

“What?” You looked up quickly “so I’m her doppelgänger?”

“Yeah, you are,” Wells smiled.

“Maybe I’ll get to meet her once everything’s fixed,”

“No, no she passed away when Jessie was a kid…Seven actually,”

“Oh…so it looks like we can’t be a happy family on more than one Earth,” You let out a pained chuckle as tears started falling for your eyes.

Wells sighed and placed his coffee down. He too was feeling the tears fall from his eyes. It wasn’t often that he cried, but when he did, it was for a good reason.

“Please stop crying…I hate seeing you cry,” Harrison said, although he knew you weren’t his wife.

“I’m sorry,” You sighed and stood up.

Harrison stood up with you and looked you in the eyes. Seeing the pain in each other’s eyes, you pulled each other in for a hug.

“I know you’re not her, but I missed you,” Harrison said.

“I missed you too Harrison…even though you’re not him,”

#imagine #cw the flash #the flash #season 1 #barry allen #cisco ramon #harrison wells #harry wells #eobard thawne #caitlin snow

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elfwoodfae · 3 years

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Masterlist

* smut

The Flash.

Series

“Nightcall” Harrison Eo Wells x reader.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5 *

Chapter 6 *

Chapter 7 *

Chapter 8

Chapter 9 *

Chapter 10 *

Chapter 11 *

Chapter 12 *

Chapter 13

Chapter 14*(final)

Song

Epilogue

“Writing’s On the Wall” Harrison Eo Wells x reader.

Song

What the past brings. (Chapter 1)

Specter. (Chapter 2)

A View To A Kill. (Chapter 3)

Quantum Of Solace. (Chapter 4)*

Skyfall. (Chapter 5)

Casino Royale. (Chapter 6)

The Spy Who Loved Me. (Chapter 7)*

Oneshots

Harrison Eo Wells

Complications *

Being Eo’s wife and motherly towards the team.

Speedster’s trap.

Slow *

Prompt # 6 fluff.

A Show for Wells*

Threesome with Eobard and Eowells*

Way Down We Go drabble

One Of The Same*

Harrison Harry Wells

Babygirl *

Harry proposing to pregnant reader

A Beautiful Miracle

Hurtful Lies*

Harrison HR Wells

Taking care of sick reader

Stuck in a Page

A Knight in Shining Armor

Grief & Healing

Graduation Party

Cold feet

Naughty Girl *

Prompts

Prompt list.

Venom.

Oneshots

Devils Cry

CoD MWII

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Fucked

Drabble threesome Soap x reader x Ghost

Encanto.

Bruno Madrigal

Hombre y Mujer*

Entiérrame Tus Espinas*

Lo que tú haces no se llama amor* part 2

Way Down We Go*

Priest Bruno Drabble*

Bruno Madrigal Drabble, Bruno’s child gift ceremony

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darlingpetao3 · 3 years

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One of Those Days (Harry Wells x Reader)

Rating: G

Summary: How many times can you be embarrassed in one day? Pop, rip, and stumble -- just another one of those days at S.T.A.R. Labs!

A/N: Luckily, in real life, I only ripped my jeans when no one was around me and it was in a place no one could see XD

Taglist: @fandomdancer @bluesclues-1234 @pinkdiamond1016 @crissymadlock @ensign-tilly

Of course this had to happen to you today.

You hadn’t noticed previously, but now, as you scramble to get ready for work, it’s pretty obvious that your blouse has shrunk a bit in the wash. Have all of your clothes shrunk? There’s no time to check -- this one will have to do. At least it covers my body, you think.

As you rush to make it to work at the Labs, you wish that you could’ve been the one to get hit with lightning amongst various chemicals. Super speed would be super appreciated right now.

Also abs.

Abs would be super appreciated, too.

You stride into the Cortex in as large and fast steps as possible right on the top of the hour.

Success!

“Aww,” Cisco whines, “I was really looking forward to teasing you about being late again today. I had a great line all locked and loaded.”

“Ha! You’ll just have to keep it to yourself,” you reply. Cisco’s teasing was starting to annoy you immensely as of recently. If you had been late today, and had to hear whatever jab the engineer had ready for you, there’s no doubt the rest of Team Flash would have to lock you in the pipeline to avoid committing a serious beat-down.

You raise your palm into the air. “Talk to the hand, Ramon. But good morning to Caitlin and Barry!” The latter two come out from the testing room.

“Hey, you’re here!” Barry exclaims but immediately seems to regret his choice of words. “I mean, ready for the workplace safety briefing?”

“Ugh,” you, Cisco, and Caitlin complain in unison. At least that’s something you can all agree upon. “I guess so, but where’s Harry?”

“I’m here.”

Speak of the devil -- Harry enters the Cortex with photocopies of the supposed safety manual you’re all meant to study.

“I took the liberty of…” he trails off. “(Y/L/N), there’s something different about you…”

“If it’s that I’m on time, yeah, we’re all amazed.”

But Harry’s eyes drop slightly. Oh hell, the shirt is that noticeably tight, isn’t-

POP.

Suddenly, the buttons on your blouse give up in their fight to keep everything closed and secure. They betray you and reveal your bra to the object of your affection.

“Ah-” is the only awkward noise Harry can make. He stares but a second longer, and in that time, his face turns the colour of a tomato before turning his whole body around.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” You can’t help but freak out. Instead of jumping out of your skin, you flee the Cortex, but not before shouting, “Carry on the briefing without me!”

The workday has barely started. Are you kidding me?

I guess it’s going to be one of those days, then.

***

After waiting a calculated amount of time and tracking down the stash of wearable S.T.A.R. Labs paraphernalia, you found that the team safety meeting had concluded. Everyone was back to their respective tasks, and you wandered into the medical lab to work with Caitlin. She’s the last one who would tease you.

“So, do you want to talk about what happened this morning?” Caitlin asks you without looking up.

“Oh what, you mean my horribly embarrassing mishap? I can’t believe that happened. In front of Harry no less!”

After all, Caitlin knows about your giant crush on the scientist. You’re always confiding in her about your hopeless attraction. And you’re certain the others know about the way you feel about Harry, too, just by looking at how you react when you’re around him. The only person whom you suspect is still clueless is Harry himself.

“Yeah, talk about bad luck. He left you a copy of the manual on your desk, by the way.”

You sigh.

“If you’re going to stay in here and avoid Harry all day,” Caitlin continues, “would you mind grabbing me two beakers from the bottom shelf there?”

“Sure thing.”

You sidestep towards the cabinet Caitlin indicated, but when you crouch down, you hear the most frightening sound.

RIIIIIP.

As if every mischievous god in the universe has zoned in on you today, you realize that a huge hole has ripped in the crotch of your jeans. Dammit!! These suckers must have shrunk too!

And wouldn’t you know it, Harry enters the room at this very freaking moment. Your eyes go wide, and Caitlin witnesses your reaction. She understands what has happened and tactically throws you her own S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt which had been sitting on the back of a chair.

You catch it expertly and tie it around your waist to hide the colossal tear like your life depends on it.

Harry stops in place, brow furrowed. “What’s with…?” he starts. It must look ridiculous - a S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt on top and another identical one tied haphazardly and not in the typical fashion around your waist.

“It’s called style, Wells,” you snap. “What do you want?”

He frowns. “Copper wire. Do you have any spare-?”

A tied band of wire hurtles toward Harry, who grapples at trying to catch the equipment.

“Do I need to remind you of the workplace safety manual, section B?”

“Just go, Wells.”

The perplexed scientist grumbles to himself on his way out of the room.

“Gah, why do my clothes seem to want to destroy themselves every time we’re in the same room?” you ask Caitlin rhetorically. She offers a sympathetic laugh in response.

Later in the day, after you’ve gotten some paperwork and testing done, changed into a full-on walking S.T.A.R. Labs promotion (the joggers are quite nice), and mentally regrouped, you brave a trip to the Workshop.

“Hey,” you say to get Harry’s attention from tinkering with his new gadget. As a reflex, he stands up from his desk at your one, quiet syllable. “I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I’m sorry I snapped at you.”

“Eh, it’s alright,” he replies, in what you perceive as a fake-gruff voice. He’s not that grumpy all the time. Sometimes you think he feigns it to keep up appearances. Harry moves a little closer in your direction but stops to lean back against his desk. “It’s not like I haven’t snapped at everyone else before. Including yourself.”

“Ha, yeah. It’s just been a weird day.”

“We all have those.”

“Yeah…”

You take a step forward, but the heel of your shoe breaks off and you topple over and into his arms.

“Whoa!”

You look up at Harry, with your face burning like a thousand suns.

“Thanks…” you say a bit breathlessly.

“Not-” he clears his throat, “not a problem.”

“Harry?”

“Yes?”

“I can stand now.”

You purposefully hadn’t uttered the words, You can let go of me, because you didn’t necessarily want that. In all honesty, you could have stayed like that for much longer than the ten long seconds it really was.

“Right, sorry.”

Taking off your shoes, you’re about to make another break for it when Harry says something else.

“(Y/L/N)? You might want to have a look at section C of the manual… improper and mildly dangerous footwear.”

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Harry Wells x Reader Crisis of Infinite Wells (Part 5 of 5)

**A/N: The picture/edit/gif does not belong to me.

*It’s finally over! This took multiple showers to get it right even if I had everything planned out and outlined. But goodness is it over. I’m possibly going to take a break for a few weeks since my summer uni work is now killing on top of medical scribe classes. Yeah, my mental health is really being pulverized this summer. Trying to learn how to drive on the highway to the city too since I’m moving to the city. But ugh, I just don’t want to do anything other than watch Tik Tok, make fics, read fics/books, and sleep ;-; Big thanks to @natsukitakama for translating all the French that happened with Sherloque and a big thanks to @mintchipcupcake for letting me know her view on neural frequencies for Harry. Thanks to @crazythoughtsandlove, @sarah-i-khel, @countlesswells, and @multiwells for supporting me. I could not have done it without you guys!

I hope everyone has enjoyed this series and went down the lane of feels. Please remember to comment and reblog, it helps us content creators so much so we can keep on creating.

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“Nn,” a tired noise left your throat. Clearing said throat, you licked your dry lips as a yawn escaped you. Instinctively, you covered your mouth with the back of your hand. You languidly moved your limbs to cuddle into a pillow even further. Your phone laid beside you on the bed in silent mode. Breathing in gently, your senses registered a certain kind of musk that usually clung to a particular person. A dull ache echoed through your body as every organ began to wake up for the day. Your eyelids remained shut as a brisk of sunlight filtered through the blinds. Everything felt so foggy, but goodness was the rest well deserved. After all, you hadn’t been sleeping well once you found out that your idea had been perfectly sane and in the works. And it did work. You blinked a few times, giving up on going back to sleep. Another yawn left you. You were still in the clothes that you had worn yesterday, locks in a tangly mess. Adjusting your body to lay on your back, your mind recognized that you were indeed not in your room or in your home. You frowned as you gazed up at the ceiling. What the hell? How did I get in Harry’s room? I thought-

“Allen, I didn’t ask for your help.”

Harry! Perking your head up at the familiar roughly-toned voice, your body drifted to the side a bit as dizziness coursed within your being since you had bolted upright on the bed. You failed to recognize how your legs had been tangled in the sheets from your deep slumber and fell off the bed when you got up with haste. The cold concrete floor greeted you mockingly in comparison to the softness of the bed you were just on. Your body further protested when it absorbed the impact. Groaning, you shuffled off the floor on wobbly legs heading out of the room on socked feet. You didn’t care if you looked like a chaotic mess or that you were in your socks. Only one thought rang in your mind as you grew close to the frustrated voices. He’s here!

“You said you needed someone to watch your back and I was the only one available.”

“Yes, watch my back from the coms, Allen. From the Labs. Not someone to speed around the entire property. It was a delicate instance that I could have handled myself! And what do you know, you triggered most of the sensors and traps set.”

“You looked like you were in a bind!”

“Help me, Barry. Save me, I can’t handle a little reconnaissance without your speedster abilities. Not.”

“How many times have I told you not to touch my stuff?”

“What are you talking about, Cisco?”

“You played with my tech again! What is it up with you Wells and tampering with my things?!”

You walked in with hurried steps right as Cisco had his outburst; the haze of sleep had left you all together when you had rounded the corner. The boys stopped when you entered the Cortex abruptly out of breath. Your eyes scanned around, head moving from side to side. But you only saw Barry and Cisco and Nash as you seemed to be frozen in place. Your heart dropped in your chest at the absence of Harry, eyes sparkling as you had casted your gaze downward. Grueling thoughts had swirled through your mind as the growing whole of doubt further widened in your chest. The voice you had heard came from Nash, not Harry. Reality had picked you up and thrown you into Central City’s lake of cold water. Harry’s not here. He’s- I- He’s not coming… Your pursed your lips, whispering a little apology for barging in on the three’s argument. Nash moved his gaze to his gloves fiddling with it when he saw the sadness flicker through your eyes. With a somber expression, turned around on the spot and collided with a very solid body with a very sturdy chest. Instantly, arms encased your being at the collision, a deep voice cut through the silence. A voice that thrilled your insides.

“I finally caught you, my love.”

Swallowing thickly, you slowly looked up to see those gentle baby blues that rested behind black-clear frames. The dark-haired man cupped your face gingerly as you gathered the strength to speak. “Harry?”

“I’m back.”

A tear trickled down from your eyes, cascading down your flushing cheek, no longer wanting to be bound within your glassy eyes. Harry softly smiled down at you with his own glimmering eyes, his thumb wiped the tear that fell, but his touch caused more to fall. A whimper escaped you as you pressed your head into his chest, sobbing quietly in relief with your arms tightly holding him. The taller man took in a breath, fighting his own tears before he placed a kiss to your forehead. Harry whispered soothing words while rubbing your back as you cried into him. These past couple of weeks had been rough for everyone, but rougher on you and him. Barry and Cisco elbowed each other that the King and Queen of the Underworld have finally reunited and of course made bets on who knows what. Nash rolled his eyes at the two. Jesse stood be the door, watching her dad and you reunite. Her dorky dad and his sweet as a button girlfriend. The young speedster had a pack of tissues at the ready with a wide smile on her face. Tilting to the side, she waved at Barry and Cisco and Nash. Jesse looked oddly at Nash, observing him eye you and her dad for a moment before turning his gaze to meet her eyes. The other Wells doppelganger nodded at her, briefly seeing all the things and qualities that Harry would ramble about regarding his daughter. Nash’s heart gripped in his chest, but truthfully there was a glimpse of happiness for you. He was learning to be content with your happiness. The boys made eye contact with Harry, who only nodded at them as they decided that it would be best to leave you and Harry and Jesse alone. Barry sped them out of the Cortex.

Pulling away, you rubbed your puffy red eyes only to see a tear fall from Harry as he watched you. His eyes ran over every detail of you as if he had been seeing you for the first time in his life. You gripped his face with both hands and pulled him close. He rested his forehead against yours as you wiped his single tear. The both of you closed your eyes and just relished in each other’s presence. Breathing gently with each other and calming any doubts the two of you had. He was here and you were in his arms. The pent-up anxiety that had been increasing since the Crisis had finally burst.

“You’re here.”

“I’m here,” Harry nodded at your stumbling voice from all the crying. “I’m not going anywhere.” The two of you collected yourselves, a lovestruck look crossing your eyes.

Jesse held a pack of tissues up to you when you and her dad had pulled away. You sheepishly smiled at the young Wells. “I decided to drop by as well, can’t miss out on the Hades and Persephone reunion.” You giggled at her while whipping your tears and blowing your nose, knowing Cisco had essentially looped her into shipping you and Harry with those names. The speedster pulled you into a huge hug, giggling with you.

“I missed you too Ms. Jesse Quick,” you gave her a squeeze. Harry couldn’t keep the smile off his face. Both his girls were with him. His daughter and the love of his life. His heart felt utterly in bliss.

“Thank you for bringing him back,” Jesse whispered, pulling away with a smile. You knew that look in her eyes, the same emotion she had held when she had initially found out what Devoe had done to Harry. How he used Harry as a guinea pig and lost himself as a result. You returned the smile, feeling Harry’s large hand find your smaller one and holding it firmly. Glancing down, you intertwined your fingers with his before looking up brightly at him. The three of you glanced at each other as a wave a serenity passed over you three before Jesse bid you farewell as she headed to the break room because of her grumbling stomach. Thanks to her increased metabolism from being a speedster she’s due for speedster protein bar that Cisco’s come up with.

Walking through the corridor, Jesse entered the break room with furrowed eyebrows as her green eyes landed on an unfamiliar person. The dark-haired Hispanic was typing away on the couch when she looked up to see the young speedster. Papers and articles were plopped beside the young adult.

“You’re Allegra, right?” Jesse quired, hands in her jacket pockets.

“Yeah, who-”

“Great, I’m Jesse Wells. You’re just the person I was looking for.” Allegra’s frown deepened but deemed that this was the Jesse Wells you had mentioned to her. Harry’s daughter. Two irreplaceable members of Team Flash. The UV meta figured that the speedster was no harm, especially since Jesse seemed to be around her own age. “We need to talk. I know this great bar we could go to.”

“Wait, what-”

Allegra wasn’t able to finish her sentence as Jesse had sped them away to a bar in a torrent of yellow-green lightning.

***

Harry had ushered you back to his room and away from prying eyes because he knew that if Cisco and Barry came around you and the scientist would not hear the end of it. Plus, as much as Harry was balanced now, he currently preferred to capture your full attention inside the bedroom rather than outside. Especially with Nash still around the labs.

The two of you found yourselves cuddling into each other on the bed. Harry’s head rested close to yours while you slipped off his glasses and kissed his nose before threading your fingers through his hair. The Wells doppelganger let out a content sigh at the simple gesture of affection, but one he deeply enjoyed, while shutting his eyes for the moment. His arms rested comfortably around your waist; your figure pressed close to his as if he was afraid you were an illusion that would escape him. He had already discarded his black jacket, leaving him just in his classic black short sleeve shirt and dark wash jeans. Reopening his baby blue eyes, Harry plucked his glasses out of your hand to twist his body over to the side and tossing them onto the counter. Turning fully to you with a lovestruck smile and half-lidded eyes, he slowly leaned in with every intention of kissing you till your lips were red and swollen.

“Wait you can’t kiss me yet!” You moved your head back slightly to which Harry frowned irritably because he’s been holding back from kissing you silly in the Cortex. … Amongst doing other shamelessly pleasurable things to show you just how much he missed you.

“Why not?”

You simply took out the vanilla bean flavored chapstick from your pocket and apply it to your lips. Harry watched you smack them a few times and wondered if you were either tempting him even more or testing his patience or both. “Now you can kiss me.” Harry had quirked an amused eyebrow at you. “What? I wanted it to be perfect. Plus, you know I bite my lips when I get too wori-” You pouted at your boyfriend, who instantly shut you up with needy kiss. Without words, the kiss showed you just how much he had missed you and that his patience was running thin.

Your brain froze for a second before responding. His lips smacked against yours before Harry pushed his tongue into your mouth, yearning for your taste. You gasped, fighting him for a bit before giving in. His fingers had crawled up under your shirt, rubbing soothing circles on the skin. Your hands had rested on his face, pulling him impossibly closer as the smooches continued to heat up. The air in the room felt as if on fire but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Nipping on his bottom lip, you kissed Harry with just enough passion as your body moved to lay on top of his. His hands retreated from under your shirt to fold themselves on your lower back. Your hips pressed down against his own, feeling every part of his body meld with yours. Ragged breathes left the both of you as you continued to make out, biting and licking and sucking at each other. Harry’s hand snuck down to smack your ass causing a yelp to fall off your lips. You pulled away for air, your lungs exhausted and your head was spinning. You were met with a cheeky smirk while you pouted at your boyfriend with a frown. He licked his lips wickedly once more before leaning up to kiss your swollen lips while you adorned a flushed expression. A sight he took great pleasure in seeing on your face. And only he can elicit that kind of reaction from you. His lips tingled delightfully from the sweet chapstick on your lips.

“When did you even get here?” You asked once you regained control of your breathing, fixing your hair to the side as the two of you laid back. Harry resting on his back while your snuggled beside him, your head pressed to his chest as you listened to his racing heartbeat. You shifted your gaze to eye him with one hand against his chiseled chest. Harry sighed, collected his thoughts before tucking a piece of stray hair behind your ear as he spoke up. His arm was firmly wrapped around you.

“Last night. Jesse and I found you asleep on Sherloque’s lap.”

“How-…What’s with look?”

“What look? I don’t have a look.” Harry spoke quickly as if he’d been caught red-handed.

“Harry, yes you do! You have a look for almost everything. Everyone does.” You teased him a bit before turning to the more serious thoughts that had kept you up. And it showed. Harry can see it clear as day on your face. You had not been sleeping well without him. He couldn’t sleep either without you. “Anyway, what took you so long?”

“I- We… When I woke up Jesse had been monitoring my vitals, keeping me hooking up to a life support system. She was crying, wouldn’t let me go and saying how she was scared to death. Scared that she lost me for a second time. Every single day she would check on my vitals and try to talk to me. Jesse wouldn’t leave my side, going over all my vitals as my consciousness fully set into my body. We had collaborated everything, but…”

“But?”

“I was feeling weak when she took me off the life support. So, she quickly synthesized a blood sample to do a blood transfusion, just like you showed her, to flush out anything that had been hiding in my body from the Crisis and the neural separation. My vitals and cells returned to normal. It worked fast; I won’t deny that. Speedster blood and everything. Once I was feeling moderately better, we tried the last session.” Harry pointed to his head with a free hand, baby blue eyes twinkling with such knowledge and intellect that was rightfully his. “I’ve got it all back. Everything.”

You grinned up at him, “I told you, if anything Jesse would be the one to figure it out.”

“My pride and joy.”

“So, what went wrong? I-I mean, why didn’t it work the first time 2 years ago.”

“Well, Jesse had profusely voiced her irritation that Marlize had done a sloppy job after she looking over the blueprints and all the notes, but Marlize had also neglected the fact that I’m from another Earth- or in this case dimension. My neural frequency is at a different interval in comparison to everyone on Earth-1. A unique signature for each Earth, if you will. That’s why I was able to retain basic functions, but not reach my full potential regarding intelligence and neuron firing. And it’s a good think the dark matter didn’t leave any neural scars or that could have been a complication since the brain doesn’t do well with regeneration.”

“Look at you talking all science-y again. It worked; Jesse fixed you.”

Harry pulled up one of your hands, kissing the knuckles. “You’re the one that figured out how to bring me back. Back to my daughter, back to you, back to my family.”

You dropped your gaze, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks from his intense and adoring gaze. A bashful smile returning to your lips as your eyes met his. “I told you so.” You pressed your lips against him in triumph. Harry hummed against your lips before you pulled away.

“You’re not going to let it go, are you?”

“Nope,” you deadpanned with a cheeky grin. “Now I can admire you while you ramble on about physics and math that I’m totally clueless to and tend to tune out just to hear your voice.”

“Wait, you don’t actually listen to me explaining things?”

“… A little.” You sheepishly responded to which Harry retaliated by running his fingers over your sides. Your fiendish sides that always betrayed you. A giggled bubbled from your throat. “Harry, don’t you-” But the scientist paid no mind to you as he continued his carefully planned assault on your sides. Snorts and little laughs flood out of your lips as cringed and attempted to move your body away from his hands. A toothy grin crossed his features at your shrieks, his fingers ran over every ticklish area on you. Flopping onto your back, Harry’s tickle attack subsided as his heart flipped many times over. He watched your chest rise and fall as your giggles gradually quieted. You gazed up at him with stars in your eyes, his own were full of adoration and love but… with a certain other emotion hidden behind us. A thought struck you.

“By the way, where’s Sherloque?”

“Babe, he left. Said he had some business to take care of on his Earth- well, dimension actually.”

“Oh, I hope everything’s ok on his end. …I heard about Renee and everything.”

“He’ll be fine. Sherloque just needs his mind to mull over a few things.”

“I hope he finds what he’s looking for…” you whispered, to which Harry oddly looked at you, wondering if you knew, before the look behind his eyes shifted. You caught onto the sudden, but subtle change.

A particular glint sparkled in Harry’s eyes as you trailed off, one that had you hypnotized. One that you knew all too well as he towered over you on the bed. Those lust-filled eyes that pulled you in like a riptide. Harry licked his lips, leaning down with half-lidded eyes. Then a pesky thought hit you causing you to push against his leaning chest which had Harry inwardly grumbling.

“Wait, Harry, I haven’t washed up!”

“I figured, I had Jesse go out and buy you a few things. Those skin care products and face wash you idolize so much. She probably set them in the bathroom already.”

“The avocado and cucumber facewash? And the hydrating facial cleansers? With the pomegranate-berry face cream?”

Harry nodded, but kept you firmly beneath him, “If you can stand to hug me after I came back from Gorilla City- after all the shit they did and threw at me, then I think I can stand being around you in the clothes you’ve worn from yesterday and unfreshened up.”

“Yeah, not your best moments.” You teased him and slithered from underneath his grasp, hopping off the bed.

“Hey!”

He watched you step into the bathroom. God, I love you. Harry went on his phone, staring at the picture you and he took on New Year’s as the water ran in the bathroom. Maybe now wouldn’t be the best time no matter how many times Jesse’s been pestering me about it. Coming back, you dove right into his side and cuddled him close with a jubilee smile on your face. Harry swears his heart melted for the 100th time that day.

“If you want to… do stuff later, we’d have to do that back at my apartment after I shower and everything,” you traced patterns with your finger over his chest. “And so, no one interrupts and…. Yeah…”

“Definitely want to ‘do stuff’ later.” You blushed at his wink and how he wiggled his eyebrows. Babe, you’re going to need to shower after that too. Leaning in Harry caught your ear between his teeth before whispering all the dirty things and positions he wants to put you in. “I’m going to make sure my name is the only thing you remember tomorrow morning, my sweet, sweet Persephone.” Covering your face, you resisted the urge to scream in frustration at this man’s level of teasing. Knowing he had impeccable patience for the nightly activities to come later. Harry knew the exact effect he had on you, how he can make your body scream in ecstasy as he’d show you just how capable he is in loving you. Blow out a puff of air, you calmed yourself and hormones. Your thirsty side would need to wait until you two went home.

“Harry?”

“Hm?” He blinked out of his thoughts and gave you a quizzical look.

“Do me a favor and flex.”

Harry blinked at you for a moment before sitting up and flexing. You won’t deny that your thirsty thoughts took over for a bit again when you reached up to run your fingers over the toned muscles. Before you could do anything else Harry’s strong arms wrapped around you as he snuggled his head into your chest. Soft. Your cheeks turned a rosy color as you felt him kiss your exposed chest from all the rolling around in bed.

“I don’t think I’m needed anywhere else today,” you mused, ruffling his chaotically messy locks. He breathed you in like a man taking a huge breath of air before diving into the depths of water.

“Perfect, because for the record, I wasn’t going to let you out of my arms all day.”

You chuckled and kissed his forehead, “Neither will I.” Shutting your eyes, the both of you slowly drifted off in each other’s embrace.

***

Sherloque sighed to himself as he stepped out of the dimensional portal into his home. The detective adjusted his coat around him. It was cold and empty again, but at least he had arrived safely again. Everything was still in place. His mind could not help, but to wander before he left you in the hands of Harry and his daughter.

(Flashback)

“Eh bien il était temps,” Sherloque remarked with a confident smirk. Harry and Jesse strolled closer to the detective with Harry rolling his eyes at him. Sherloque’s eyes landed onto Jesse, who only smiled at him politely. Jesse’s dealt with HR before so she likes to think she can handle another of her father’s doppelgangers. But she won’t lie, she’s a bit curious on what her doppelgangers are like. “You must be Jesse Quick.”

“That I am, nice to meet you…”

“Sherloque. And likewise, your father ‘as talked so much about you. ‘ave-” Her father had sent the detective a hard and threatening look, meaning that Sherloque should likely think twice before deciding to psychoanalyze and deduce Jesse. The Wells doppelganger chose his next words carefully, “-’ow was it?”

“I got it all back, minor headaches, but nothing else out of the ordinary,” Harry shrugged, knowing what Sherloque had been referring to and rubbed his temple as his eyes fell to your slumbering form. Your chest rose and fell with each relaxed breath.

“Right, well it was nice meeting you, Sherlock,” Jesse unfurled her arms, mentally plotting something vengeful.

“Sherloque, it’s French.”

“Yeah, cool, whatever,” She shrugged, not really caring before speeding off to scare Team Flash in their respective homes that she’s back. Especially Cisco and Barry, who Harry’s told her to get back at them good.

“She’s finally asleep.” Harry moves to pick you up from the couch and Sherloque’s lap. His arm hooked under your legs while the other held you around your lower back. Your head lulled into Harry’s neck, unconsciously breathing in his scent. He had already decided that a bed would be much more comfortable than a couch.

“You should zhank Nash for zhat,” Sherloque stood up, following the Harry to leave the Speed lab. The chaotically dark-haired Wells spared his counterpart a glance as a snort left his lips. “After all he’s zhe one zhat slipped a sleeping agent into ‘er drink. I called it drugging, ‘e ‘ad opposing zhoughts to zhat, as you can imagine.”

Harry remained silent, knowing he would have to thank Nash eventually for watching out for you these past couple of weeks in his absence. Especially when you had been sacrificing every moment of sleep to ensure everything had gone according to plan. Entering the familiar layout of his old room, Harry gently placed you on the bed and pulled up the thick blankets to keep you warm. Your boyfriend took a seat beside you, but across your sleeping form, leaning down to kiss the crown of your head. Sherloque smiled fondly at you and his doppelganger as he stood beside the end of the bed. Tout comme Hades et Perséphone des mythes grecs.

“Will you be sticking around? We can use all the help we can get with Bloodwork and Eva,” Harry asked, turning his head to the detective, a hand was in his lap while the other had linked his pinky with your own.

Sherloque blew a puff of air, his eyes glancing around before looking to you and Harry. He pressed his lips into a hard line before speaking up, “Actually, I must return ‘ome, zhere are… a few zhings zhat I need to take care of. Somezhing zhat your petit fleur ‘ad said to me.”

Harry raised an eyebrow but left it alone, it had been a matter between you and Sherloque. The two nodded before Sherloque used his extrapolator to leave Earth-Prime, throwing once last look to this Earth’s ironic ‘reincarnation’ of Persephone and Hades.

(End Flashback)

Sherloque only tipped his head lower before your words echoing in his already distracted mind as his feet carried him out of his home and to his Earth’s Central City’s precinct. The rain lightly cascaded down onto the city, a rough breeze howling past.

-“You deserve better. You really do, Sherloque. Love will find you.”

“Easy for you to say.” Sherloque snorted, blowing on his tea.

“Hey, head up,” You found yourself sitting beside the now cynical man as you wrapped your arms around him in a comforting hug. “It could even literally run right into you one day when you least expect it.”-

Il est facile pour vous de dire, petite fleur. Sherloque sighed. Je souhaite secrètement qu’il avait été avec vous. Quelles sont les chances que je puisse rencontrer un bel esprit comme vous dans ma dimension?Sur ma terre?

The detective was relieved that the Earth-1 Renee had had mercy on his being and not demanded money from the detective, instead wishing to go back and to never see him again. Typical, yet unlike his other ex-wives that have been milking him for any penny that he owns. Why he always chased after the same women was always a question that his mind and heart clashed with his desires on it. Sherloque’s eyes blurred slightly then refocused, he was still lost in his mind as his feet picked up the pace. His shoes tapped against the cold, wet surface of the concrete path. The taller man quickly collided with a shorter body, his chest lightly stung from the impact as he took a step back and ready to scold the other person. Sherloque’s eyes widened as he felt his world stop. Lo and behold your doppelganger had crashed right into him. The detective blinked a few times, speechless.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You picked up his fallen hat, patting off the water that had gotten onto it from its fall into a shallow puddle. You rambled, “I can’t believe I did that. I’m such a ditz, I promise- If only I was paying more attention to where I was walking and not my phone- and honestly I can be really oblivious-”

Sherloque processed only half of the words that came out of your mouth while his mind went into its deductive phase. Your eyes were red and puffy from crying, hair knotted, possibly from rushing to work this morning. The detective faintly smelled dimethyl disulfide, ketones, toluene, and other chemical compounds that are used on cadavers. You worked with dead organisms, particularly humans. He deduced that your rumpled lab coat that stained with old blood and chemical burns and sagged shoulders from the weight of your bag. You had been fired from a research facility belonging to a medical institute. Picking up on the clues, you had been framed. A scapegoat to the recently missing human cadavers from your long nights at the labs. Long nights spent on carefully analyzing tissues and cells that have not yet degenerated. A means to collecting and keeping those samples viable for regeneration of the spine, brain, and heart. Organs that scarcely regenerate themselves after scarring or attack from autoimmune diseases.

“-What’s your name?”

“(Y/N) (L/N), I’m a biomedical scientist. I uh- sorry, I don’t know any French, I think that was it?”

“Oui, it was.”

Peut-être... L’amour n’a pas besoin d’être avec une Renée.Peut-être qu’il peut venir de quelqu’un d’autre- quelqu’un de précieux qui peut rendre la pareille à l’amour que j’aspire.Cela peut prendre soin de moi comme je le ferais pour eux. Your doppelganger stood worriedly in front of him. For some reason, the dark-haired Frenchman look vaguely familiar. Sherloque saw that there was nothing but kind intentions behind those glimmering eyes. A spark of light illuminated within your doppelganger’s eyes when yours met his. The similarities between your Earth-Prime self and the one that stood in front of him were impeccable, as were the differences… He could read your personality, little details that indicate the kind of person that you are. But he voiced none of his deductions. It was then that Sherloque had made his decision.

The tall Frenchman picked up the umbrella you had dropped from the force of the collision. He ensured that it was not broken before handing it to you. Taking his fedora, Sherloque smiled keenly at you as he gestured with his head for you to follow. “Come along, petit fleur, I require your expertise for a crucial case. Lives depend on it.”

“But I’m-”

“Currently free since you’re now out of work judging by your sullen eyes. Yet zhey twinkle wizh zhe desire for somezhing… more than the basic lab life.”

You directed your gaze back up at him with guilty, but curious eyes at his deduction. “That’s amazing, how…?”

Sherloque tilted his head at you before he held a hand out to you. For some odd reason Sherloque felt that this time would be different. Things would be different. The way you made his heart thrum warmly in his chest. C’est ce que ressentent Nash, Wolfgang et Harry? Quand vous les regardez avec ces yeux pétillants d’intellect et de générosité? “Come, our clients await.” He watched you hesitate before wordlessly setting your hand in his with curiosity filling your mind. The detective observed you as he placed a gentle kiss on your knuckles then tugged you along with him.

French Translation:

Tout comme Hades et Perséphone des mythes grecs - Just like Hades and Persephone from the Greek myths

Il est facile pour vous de dire, petite fleur - It is easy for you to say, little flower -

Je souhaite secrètement qu’il avait été avec vous. Quelles sont les chances que je puisse rencontrer un bel esprit comme vous dans ma dimension?Sur ma terre? - I secretly wish that it had been with you. What are the chances that I can meet a beautiful spirit such as you in my dimension? On my Earth?

Peut-être... L’amour n’a pas besoin d’être avec une Renée.Peut-être qu’il peut venir de quelqu’un d’autre- quelqu’un de précieux qui peut rendre la pareille à l’amour que j’aspire.Cela peut prendre soin de moi comme je le ferais pour eux. - Maybe… Love doesn’t have to be with a Renee. Maybe it can come from someone else- someone precious that can reciprocate the love that I yearn for. That can take care of me as I would for them

C’est ce que ressentent Nash, Wolfgang et Harry? Quand vous les regardez avec ces yeux pétillants d’intellect et de générosité? - Is this what Nash and Wolfgang and Harry feel? When you look up at them with those sparkling eyes of intellect and generosity?

L’amour est une chose mystérieuse. La petite fleur pour laquelle j’avais une étincelle de sentiments avant d’être aveuglée par une autre Renée... Cette fois, je serai prudent avec mon cœur.Cette fois, j’apprendrai à aimer cette petite fleur qui m’a déjà intrigué.Cette fois, je vais poursuivre le bonheur et le changement avec un autre qui n’est pas Renée.Cette fois sera différente - Love is a mysterious thing. The little flower that I had a spark of feelings for before being blinded by another Renee… This time, I will be careful with my heart. This time, I will learn how to love this little flower who has already intrigued me. This time, I will pursue happiness and change with another that is not Renee. This time will be different.

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khayrrilrainxwells · 11 months

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The Color Enigma

Harry Wells X Reader

A/N: Hello everyone,

I'm back! School's out, and I have loads of time to write amazing fics. Get ready for some captivating stories coming your way!

You've been sitting at the cortex, the room filled with the soft hum of computers and the faint glow of screens illuminating your surroundings. As the minutes ticked away, the team had already departed, leaving you alone to complete your work. Feeling the weight of solitude, you cast your gaze upon the grumpy scientist who remained engrossed in his own tasks, his brow furrowed in concentration. The stillness in the air compelled you to break the silence and inject some warmth into the atmosphere.

With a thoughtful expression, you swiveled your chair to face Harry, the enigmatic scientist, whose demeanor often seemed impenetrable. "Hey, Harry," you called out, your voice cutting through the quietude. His eyes lifted from the intricate calculations before him, meeting your curious gaze.

"What's your favorite color?" you asked, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of your lips. Harry leaned back in his chair, contemplating the question, his lips forming a pensive line. He glanced at you, his eyes momentarily searching for an answer before he finally responded, "Don't have one." His response was accompanied by a nonchalant reach for the coffee cup sitting on the edge of the table.

You chuckled softly, the sound ringing in the otherwise hushed room. "Of course you do, Harry. Everyone has a favorite color," you persisted, confident in your belief. He regarded you for a moment, his expression inscrutable, before shaking his head gently. "Not me," he insisted, his voice laced with a tinge of mystery.

Undeterred, you shifted your attention back to your work, though a flicker of curiosity remained. The silence settled once more upon the cortex, broken only by the soft sounds of keyboards and the occasional hum of electronic equipment. Lost in your own thoughts, you found yourself engrossed in your task until a gentle voice brought you back to the present.

"What's yours then?" Harry's inquiry caught you by surprise, and you turned to face him, your lips grazing the bottom one in contemplation before meeting his gaze. "My favorite color is (Y/F/C)," you replied, a hint of vulnerability seeping into your voice. As you resumed your work, you couldn't help but sneak a quick glance at Harry, hoping to discern any hidden emotions that lay behind his enigmatic facade.

Once again, he shook his head, reaffirming his lack of preference. It seemed as though Harry was a man of few words and even fewer emotions. A sigh escaped your lips, realizing that perhaps breaking through his walls was an insurmountable task. The whispers of your teammates' doubts echoed in your mind—they had warned you that Harry was closed off, unreachable. Maybe they were right.

Resolving to finish your work elsewhere, you swiftly gathered your belongings, preparing to retreat to the comfort of your own apartment. As you made your way towards the exit, his voice called out to you, stopping you in your tracks. "(Y/F/C)," he uttered, causing you to turn and face him, your brows knitting together in confusion.

"That's my favorite color, the one I just told you," he revealed, his expression mirroring your own bewilderment. Slowly, he removed his glasses, carefully placing them on the table. Taking a deep breath, he rose from his seat, striding purposefully toward you. With every step he took, your heartbeat quickened, anticipation mingling with apprehension. Backed against the cold wall of the cortex, you found yourself trapped by his presence.

Harry's intense gaze locked onto yours, his hands moving to press against the wall on either side of you, effectively enclosing you within his grasp. A small, enigmatic smile curved his lips.

#harry wells imagine #the flash cw #tom cavanagh #harry wells #the flash #harrison wells #reader insert #harry wells x reader #earth 2 harry wells x reader

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natsukitakama · 4 years

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Headcanon : being pregnant with Harry’s child part 1

Author note : I don’t know about you but Dad Harry is a weak spot for me (go read the hwells fanfic : Two jackwagons and a baby it’s absolutely awesome especially if you are sucker for Harry doing dad thing like me). I will write a part 2 of this headcanon.

The reader is a pregnant woman I hope everyone is fine with that. On this part, Reader want desperately to have a child while Harry seemed to avoid anything about this. So She tried to make him talk.

Part 2 : here

I don’t own the gifs credit to the owner(s).

Warning : nothing but fluff (we need this)

You couldn’t say you didn’t want a baby : Deep thought, you pictured yourself having a child quite oftently. You had already idea of name, and seeing all your friends having baby got you inspired.

The « problem » was your grumpy husband, it’s not like he told you « I don’t want a child » but everytime you tried to have this conversation he avoid it. At the end you understand it like « I don’t want children ».

Of course you could understand his point of view : he already has a teenager daughter and was a bit older for having another baby. But even if you loved Jesse as your own child you treat her as your own teenager, she wasn’t your biological baby you never got the chance to hold her on your arm, to smell her baby’s perfume, to see or her smile or giggling, you never got the chance to teach her the history of your country, your earth, you never saw your parent’s holding your baby and cried of joy because of it.

You couldn’t say you weren’t happy with Harry, honestly anyone could give him the Oscar of the better Husband of the multiverses. In fact, the man was nothing but sweet to you, even when overworked himself he did everything to not neglect you so you always feel loved. Even when it was about sex, you couldn’t complain you were more than satisfied.

But something was missing you knew it, you felt it. But how to explain that to someone who decided to not having this conversation ?

You decided to have a conversation with Jesse, you know for testing the water and see how she reacts. Turns out she was super excited at the thought of being a big sister and express her agreement by hug you very tightly and offered to talk to Harry if you couldn’t approach him.

You didn’t want this to be a whole argument, you hate it argument you didn’t get the point of fighting to have what you wanted. You wanted this to be a 100% agreement for both of you.

So you explained your plan to Jesse : showing harry the benefit of having a child again. All you need was a baby to babysit.

One of Jessie’s friends got a little brother who needed to be babysat. His name was Ethan 3yo, Jesse got to your house with the little boy and explained she wanted to help her friends but didn’t know how to take care of a child so she asked help to his father and you.

You did everything to not look at Harry, you knew he’ll discover the fraud and will get angry eventually for being manipulate. All you did was nodding to her while Harry accepted but not before complaining about the situation.

The first hours were quite something, Ethan was a very dynamic little boy and so curious. He couldn’t walk somewhere without asking something you giggled finding this absolutely cute. Since both of you and Jesse never experienced life with a child, Harry decided to stay with you on the living-room so he could watch the little boy.

The two got along very well, you didn’t know if the little boy was aware of who your husband was but he did everything to have his approval. First, he built a big towel with his LEGO, then he did a draw of him and Harry playing basketball, next he showed him his solved puzzle. And everytime harry smiled at him and congrats him with an approval « good », the little boy went back with a whole smile on his face apparently proud to have Harry’s approval.

Then he started to got Jesse’s approval, and claimed he’ll marry her and his mummy which made you giggle by his cuteness and made Harry frowned by the boy’s effrontery

« Come on he’s 3 Yo »

After that he started following you, asking so many question « what are you doing ? » « can I do that with you ? », he was so curious about so many things sometimes you didn’t finish your sentence he already asked something else.

« Hey sweetie if you want to have a proper conversation you have to let people talk before asking something else »

You started to cook for dinner while the little boy was walking around the house, he seemed bored or ashamed about something.

« Hey Ethan I am cooking for tonight do you want to do it with me ? »

You never saw a child smile like this before, you felt touched when you saw his little face. Gosh you wish your children could smile to you like this. You took an apron and processed to tie it on his back so he won’t get his clothes dirty.

Everything was so sweet, Ethan helped (at least try) you to cook, then everyone sat and started to eat.

Then it happened, when you were done with the dishes you took a look on your clock : Ethan’s mum was supposed to be here since one hour, you processed to send her a text but it was too late. Ethan noticed something was wrong. He was on the living room looking through the window waiting for her mum to come but when he saw nothing he turned back and started to cry. First he was just sobbing but then cried a lot.

You did everything to comfort him but nothing worked. The little boy was crying waiting for his mummy.

Then, Harry came closer to him put a kneel down so he was at the same height to the boy. Ethan was looking at him while his tears fell on his face not knowing what to do.

All Harry do was putting a hand on his cheek to erased the tears from his face while looking at him with a soft expression « it’s okay sweetie, everything is fine I’m sure your mum is on her way to got you. How about we watched some cartoon with hot cocoa while waiting for your mum ? »

Ethan nodded before going into Harry’s arm then everyone her a « ting », it was Ethan’s mum, she texted you to apologize cause she was stuck on a highway. Harry smiled and look at the boys

« See ? It’s just a matter of time before she came to you let’s watch some cartoon »

Ethan’s mum came at your house eventually looking for a boy who were sleeping on Harry’s arm, she apologized for being late which you reassure her telling her everything was under control while sending a wink to your husband. Ethan’s mum took all the stuff of her son and then took him to drive him home not before thanking you.

You closed the door with a long sigh, happy everything end well.

After cleaning your living room, You and Harry got to your shared-room while Jesse was currently on the bathroom

« I am glad everything end well »

« Yeah so do I »

« You know, you’re still good when it came to daddy’s think »

« Oh yeah ? » he smirked

« Yeah kinda attractive even hot »

Your husband chuckled while putting at you to go on his laps which you did without a second thought. Your arms hugged him instinctively while his were on your back and his face close to your neck humming your scent.

« You know you were really cute pretending to be his second mummy »

« I thought it was Jesse oh yeah… She is his future wife »

« *sigh* don’t tease… I was serious »

« So do i »

« You know, that I knew what you were planing but I let it go »

« You did ? »

« Yeah … I know Y/N I never let you time to have a proper conversation with you about it. It just scared me »

« I know that Harry but I wonder why ? Did you see yourself while comforting Ethan ? You’re a good father Harry even Jesse said so »

« *sigh* it’s not about- Did she say that ? Not the point, my point is I’m getting older Y/N when I decided to have Jesse me and my… previous wife we were young and prepare for that. But she had to convince me, I never planned plan to have Jesse, I never wanted to have child … They are so small so fragile they’re running everywhere they need us to be there 24/7. My jobs and my wife was more than enough to make me happy … »

« But you loved your daughter and she is your everything, and you’re happy with her »

« With you and Jesse by my side I’m more than happy, but my point is I was afraid to have a child while I was 20yo younger »

« What are you afraid of ? It won’t be like your first time Harry you won’t lose me, you won’t raise a children on your own I’ll be here I’ll always be »

Knowing this conversation could last forever since both of you had arguments you asked him to think about it just give it a thought.

The truth is, he saw you while you were playing with the child. He saw the way you smile at him or giggling when he has done something cute. The way you were so sad by seeing him crying over his mummy, the way you were so happy when he decided to cook with you. He knew you wanted child badly, and he knew you were right after all He raised an incredible daughter, a super-hero, and independent and a smart woman. Yet he knew he couldn’t not overprotective his child he knew himself he knew how he’ll behave.

At the same time he knew you were looking for being a mum, recently he saw you looking at the mirror pretending you were a mum. He saw how you were excited about your friends being parents and yet can’t help but being bitter because you weren’t.

Harry wanted you to be happy hell it killed him to know you weren’t fully happy. But again he knew him very well, he could kill to protect his own.

Could you live with that ?

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marshallfluffrandomimagines · 5 years

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Imagine walking into the Cortex one day, really tired with a cup of coffee, seeing Team Flash and then seeing Earth 2 Harrison Wells for the first time, and just turning around muttering “Nope” and walking to Cisco’s lab instead.

#the flash #the flash imagine #earth 2 harrison wells #harrison wells imagine #earth 2 harrison wells imagine #harry wells #harry wells imagine #the flash season 2 #too tired to deal with this shit

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central-city-meta-pocalypse · 5 years

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All I Want For Christmas Is... - (Harry Wells x Reader)

A/N: I started this story in February and finally got around to finishing it last week. This is the only Christmas story I’m doing this year, but I hope it gives people who celebrate this holiday a bit of festive cheer! It’s really just me writing for Harry as usual.

And to prove a point to @letyourimaginationrun - MERRY Christmas :P

*gif not mine, all credit to the creator*

You stood at the stove in your little kitchen, stirring a pan of sauce that you were making for yours and your best friend of too many years to count, Harry Wells’, dinner as you explained to him what you’d been doing in the past few days. It was the run up to Christmas so everyone was busy with shopping for gifts and catching a last minute bargain, and you were no exception to that.

“I got so much shopping done, Harry,” you started, as you seasoned the sauce and gave the pasta a quick stir. “I’ve gotten Jesse that set of science books that she was eyeing up in the store window last weekend, so she should be pleased with those. And then there was this really cute little jumper that I thought would suit her, so, of course, I had to get that too. And she needed a new pair of boots, so I may have bought those as well...”

Each of your sentences was punctuated by a carefree hand gesture, never having been able to change how much you talked with your hands. Harry simply chuckled, rearranging the papers that sat on the dining table where he was watching you work. He never could take a night off, even this close to Christmas.

“You spoil her, you know that?” came Harry’s reply as you dipped a little spoon into the sauce to test it.

You turned to look at him, spoon in your mouth, with a slightly guilty expression but then shrugged your shoulders before turning back to the food and continuing.

“I mean, I have to spoil someone. I only ever buy my family what they want, I don’t have any nieces or nephews to dote on either. And buying for you is always so hard... any suggestions, preferences that could help me out with that one, by the way? I’m running out of time to find you something.”

You turned back to him again but saw that he was staring at you with that soft, slightly glazed over expression on his face that you normally only saw when he was watching Jesse do something that made him proud or otherwise overly emotional.

“Harry..?” you said gently, smiling lightly and waving at him slightly.

This seemed to break him out of his trance-like state as he shook his head, and met your gaze again.

“Hmm... sorry, what?”

“Are you even listening to me?” you asked with a chuckle and a raise of your eyebrow, “I said, I don’t know what to get you for Christmas. Do you have any ideas to give me?”

“Oh, um, I’m not sure... I really don’t need anything,” he replied hastily, looking down at the table.

“It’s not about needing, Harry, it’s about what you might want. I want to get you something that you actually appreciate. There’s got to be something that you want...” you continued, turning off the heat and preparing to serve up. You’d be damned if he was getting out of this conversation without giving you some sort of proper answer. He was always fairly blasé and indifferent to Christmas gifts, but not normally this much.

“(Y/N), it’s really not necessary,” he insisted, waving away the idea with one hand. “You making Jesse happy is more than enough.”

“Harrison.”

He looked up at you, watching as you tilted your head to one side, waiting for a proper answer.

“Well, there might be... one thing...” he finally said, rubbing the back of his neck slightly. That was his embarrassment tick… “And it’s something that only you could give to me.”

You turned your head to look over at him again, curiosity spiking. “Oh really? And what could that be?”

“Well... um, it’s something really personal,” he replied as you poured sauce over the pasta in the two bowls. “And it would mean things would... change between us...”

“Things would change... Because of a gift?” you asked inquiringly, still clueless as to what he was trying to get at. He’s never normally this cryptic. He just comes out and says it…

You turned around to get forks from the drawer but Harry had moved from his seat and entered your space, standing only a foot away from you, and looking down with those big blue eyes. Your breath caught in your throat at his sudden close proximity. You’d never seen that look in his eye before.

“Yeah... because it’s special... really special and important.”

“What is, Harry?” you asked in barely a whisper, not sure whether you could speak any louder right now, backed up against the counter.

“Your heart,” he breathed back, before quickly leaning in, dipping his head, and pressing his lips against yours.

Your eyes immediately closed at the feel of him, your hands going to hold his arms for balance as he moved his lips gently over yours. His hands reached up to cup your cheeks and you could feel your heart racing in your chest.

You didn’t really know what to think, or whether you even could think right now, but you knew this just felt right. You’d never really thought of Harry in this way before, but it made perfect sense. You and he together made sense. You knew each other like no one else in the world and cared for each other so deeply, that perhaps the romantic element had been something of an inevitability for you.

It was almost as though the kiss had alerted you to the fact that you did love him, even if you hadn’t been aware of it thus far.

After a few moments, Harry pulled away, sighing softly. You kept your eyes closed for a second or two after you parted, memorising the feel and taste of his lips on yours and generally trying to recompose yourself. It was a sensation that you never knew you needed until that moment, but now you weren’t sure that you could do without it.

Only when your eyes fluttered open did Harry continue speaking quietly. His was blushing slightly, probably because he wasn’t sure what you were going to do.

“What I’m trying to say is... I don’t want anything for Christmas, other than to hear you say you’ll be mine. I’m in love with you, (Y/N), and you are all I want, need and could ever wish for.”

You looked into his expectant eyes, still a little dazed from that incredible kiss. However, it didn’t take long before you were pressing your lips together and trying not to grin too widely as you came up with your response.

“So... does that mean you want me gift-wrapped under the tree next week or...?” you asked with a little smirk while his face lit up like the Central City square during this festive season.

“I’d rather have you wrapped in my arms tonight...” he replied smoothly, sliding one of his large hands around your middle and pressing you against his sturdy chest. Now that everything was out in the open, he seemed to have regained his usual charm and confidence.

“Well, how can I say no to an offer like that?” you replied with a chuckle before sliding your arms around his neck and pressing your lips to his again.

#reader insert #harry wells imagine #harry wells x reader #earth 2 harrison wells imagine #earth 2 harrison wells x reader #christmas!harry #Christmas fic #the flash imagines #the flash fanfiction

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