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khayrrilrainxwells · 2 years

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When I Was Your Man

Eobard Thawne X Reader

Request from @mrs-turgut-alp

Hey! If you dont mind can you write an imagine where somehow Damien Dark come come to know about the girl that Eobard love is going to marry earth 2 Harriosn Wells. Malcolm Merlyn and Damien Darhk, tell him to distory the wedding and kill Earth-2 Harriosn, but he say he care about her happiness. He saw her crying and its time for her to say happy. He go to the Wedding but when when she saw him, she become worried but he make him sure he is going to nothing.

A/N: This is my first time someone request to me and I'm very excited to write it. I hope you like it @mrs-turgut-alp .....🥰

The legion of doom was gathering on there liar for almost an hour now planning there next moves against the legends.

" So that's the end of our plan, is that clear? " Eobard ask the team still standing in front of them with a white board behind him.

" Clear " Damien said while sipping his champagne.

He makes his way at the table and grab his own glass and pour some champagne on it.

Malcolm was furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. He look at the white board where the plan is and narrow his eyes for a couple of minute before standing on his chair.

" What about this girl? Are we don't have any plan for her? According to my source she's very strong metahuman that can kill us. " Malcolm said while pointing his finger at the picture of one of the members of legends.

Eobard snap his head while looking at the picture where Malcolm was pointing on it.

" Yes she is " Eobard said with a smirk on his lips.

He walk at the front of the white board with a smile on his lips and a sadnees on his eyes.

"But where not touching her " Eobard said while turning away at the white board.

Malcolm farrow his eyebrows at the respond of the speedster.

" Why? "

Eobard stare back at his colleague while sipping his champagne.

" Because i said so " Eobard said while looking at Malcolm and walk out, when suddenly he heard someone cleared his throat making him stop for a couple of second.

" You know what's the reason? " Damien dhark ask the dark arrow and turn his attention back to the speedster with a smirk on his lips. " It is because Eobard love her "

Eo quickly narrow his eyes at Damien dhark with a deadly stare. "I'm not Inlove with her" he said quickly while turning without looking at his team.

" Really? " Damien said while lifting his one eyebrow.

" What if i told you that she's going to marry the Harrison Wells from earth 2 tomorrow? " Damien Dhark ask the speedster hoping that it will effect him.

" What's your going to do now? "

Eobard quickly stop hearing the news on Damien dark. He look back to his colleagues and furrow his eyebrows in sadnees and shock.

" She's going to marry the new Wells? "

" Yeah "

He felt his heart shattering in a million pieces. He can't believe that your going to marry that new wells. He can't believe that you already move on to him. He don't know what to do. He want to see you and tell you that his still inlove with you, just in case you will change your mind, but maybe that a terrible idea. Your already inlove with someone, and that someone his not him and its broke him very bad.

" I have an idea. What if we destroy the wedding and kill Harry Wells infront of her? " Malcolm ask his team while lifting his eyebrows. Damien Dhark also nod at his colleague and agree to it. The both of them stare to the speedster waiting his response.

Eobard snap his though and just stare at his hands. His hands that have a ring on it before but now its gone and also his daily reminder that you left him.

" No "

" WHAT? "

" No. Where not doing anything "

Eobard said while making his way out. Maybe that's the only way he can do to pay the pain and chaos he brought in your life. He really love you, and all he want is for you to be happy. He know that he can't make you happy, but that new wells maybe can. Maybe now is the right time to let you go and for you to be happy on your own life.

But he don't know if he can handle it, knowing that your going to build a future without him on your life.

~~~~AT THE WEDDING DAY ~~~~~~~~

Eobard has been hiding in the tree outside of the church only to see you. He still so much on his mind. He don't know what to do. His been drinking nonstop last night and can't sleep after Damien Dhark told him that your going to marry that wells. He close his eyes wishing that all of this is just a nightmare and any moment he will wake up in the morning with you next to him while you was still snuggling on his side hugging him very thighs.

His now regretting himself when he was your man. Hoping that he take cares of you and give you the love that you deserve when your with him. But all of that didn't matter now, because he totally screw up.

His been standing there the whole time waiting at you, when suddenly he saw a white car parking infront of the church. You walk out said of the white car wearing a white wedding dress that perfect for you. He look at you with a smile on his lips.

" Your always beautiful (Y/N) " Eobard whispering on his self while speeding himself inside of the church.

The huge door open slowly and the song for her wedding echo at every inch in the church. (Y/N) was now walking in the aisle, when suddenly she saw a red lightning at the corner of her eyes. She look at the other corner and saw the speedster smiling at her. She look at him with a sad eyes, hoping that he will not ruin your wedding day. She look deep to his eyes and saw the answer for her question. He look at you and just smile at your direction while speeding himself out.

"Hey are you ok? " Harry ask her while cupping his cheeks while looking straight to her eyes.

" Yes I am " (Y/N) said while smiling to her future husband.

When Eobard speed him self out, he look back again at the aisle watching the way you smile. A smile that he didn't see when your with him. He look at the both of you while forming his fist into a ball.

" I'm sorry, but i need to do this "Eobard said while inhaling deeply while pressing the com on his ear.

" Where ready " Malcolm said at the other side.

" No one will ever touch Harry Wells. " He said

" I thought where going to kill him?"

" Yes but I'm the one who will kill him is that clear?!? " Eobard yelled at the com on his ears while wearing his Reverse Flash mask.

" ok got it "

Eobard narrow his eye with anger on his eyes. He doesn't care at any consequences. All he want is you and only you.

" This is gonna be fun " Eobard said while wearing his devilish smile.

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elfwoodfae · 2 years

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“One Of The Same” Harrison Eo Wells x reader

Author’s note: this is some unpublished work I hadn’t posted before and I found it and I hope you all like it.

Warnings: SMUT. First person pov

Barry sped us through time, seeing various fragments of it in a second, trying to locate our destination. We made it to the day Hartley had attacked and according to Barry this was the perfect opportunity for us to find my doppelgänger first and knocked her out of the way. I had decided to come with him, neither Harry or i trusting that he could convince Thawne he was the Barry from his time. I had never met the man, only hearing stories about him when Barry felt like sharing enough information about him, but that gave me an advantage, a neutral ground to be of use or at least Harry seemed to think so.

We took care of my doppelgänger first before setting out to find the flash front his time, taking care of him was easy and once he was taken care of we made our way to Star labs. I had stolen a few pieces of clothes from my double to wear and blend in; I needed to be very careful with my words, I was not only still unfamiliar with the team, I was also not from this Earth, I could easily slip out and blow our cover.

Once inside the labs Barry set up to his mission, finding a way to get Wells or Thawne’s help with the speed equation; I was supposed to keep Caitlin and Cisco distracted enough to leave Wells alone long enough for Barry to figure out his plan. They were happily unaware of who I was, or better yet who I wasn’t, but time was running and Barry wasn’t back, the tranquilizer we had given our doubles would wear off in around 24 hrs.

Barry received a text from Iris, apparently she needed his help in some science business and even as I tried to pull him away and to focus on his mission, to him any Iris of any timelines would always be a priority and this was proven when he left me alone at the labs.

I had settle myself in an empty workshop while I waited for Barry to return, trying to stay out of the way hoping I wouldn’t have to see him, I hadn’t encountered him yet and I was thankful for it, I didn’t know anything about the man, I didn’t know what kind of relationship he had with my doppelgänger, according to Barry she was always kind to him but they never seemed to speak more than a few words at a time.

As I flipped through some pages pretending to look occupied, the faint sound of a wheelchair motor caught my attention, the moment I turned around my eyes met his, those blue ocean eyes that always seemed to be fighting against a storm; there he was sitting right under the doorframe, his eyes were cold, calculations and so intimidating I felt myself shrink down in fear. I offered him a kind smile, trying to remain professional; he only stared at me, his eyes studying me as he crooked an eyebrow. I didn’t know what game he was playing at but when it came to him I couldn’t risk anything slipping out of my mouth. Any detail for insignificant that it looked was a vital part of information to him.

“Is there anything you need Dr. Wells?” I softly asked, hoping to appease him, he seemed predatory, like a beast about to attack his prey and I found myself completely lost. He had me at his mercy, I was alone, Caitlin and Cisco had left for the day.

“We are leaving” he announced. Panic settled over me as I glanced at the clock, it read a little after 6 pm, Barry wasn’t back and I didn’t have any idea as to where he was taking me.

“I have to finish this papers before leaving.” I tried to dissuade him but he was set on. He hadn’t asked me, he had informed me that we were leaving.

He gripped the armrest of the chair, looking like an animal about to hunt down his pray. Slowly he got to his feet, my eyes momentarily widened in shock, faster than I could process his hand snapped to my arm, harshly grabbing it before yanking me to him, I hissed at the pain and stared at him like a deer about to be hit by a truck, his eyes softened for second along with his hand before he hardened his grip again and turned me, my side burying into his chest.

Eobard saw the panic running behind my eyes, my hand pushing against his chest, trying to put some distance between us, but he only gripped my arm tighter.

“Stay still” he growled before turning us both around and speeding us out of the lab.

Once I opened my eyes I noticed he had taken us to what I could only assume was his house, it radiated a strange sense of home, a certain peace to it, completely opposite to the man receding in it.

He let go of my arm, walking forward towards the marble island adorning the main area of the kitchen, he grabbed a drink, smelling the alcohol before taking a gulp. He sat the glass down, placing both of his hands in the counter far away from each other. He seemed stress, he seemed miserable, making a pinch of sadness settle on my insides.

I walked a little further inside the house, moving closer to him. I could see him looking at me through the corner of his eye, studying my movements and reactions, making me wonder why I was here. I moved closer to him and his eyes scanned my face as he turned around completely. Our eyes connected and I could see the pain and longing behind them, he was lonely, he was desperate to return to his time, to return home. His eyes started down at me so lovingly, it was almost imperceptible but I could see it behind all the walls he kept himself hidden behind, I wondered what kind of relationship they had, if they had any, or was this just a one sided thing were he miserably kept me near him just because I knew his secret or because it was the perfect excuse to have some company, the ache in his eyes somehow holding me in place.

I knew I was supposed to hate him, but I couldn’t, this man in this moment in time hadn’t done anything yet to make me personally hate him he wasn’t my enemy. He was only the reminder of a man I had once loved, a different version from another Earth, they were so similar yet so different.

His eyes followed my every movement as my hand reached to his arm, carefully trying to coax him closer. This was a fragment of time that would stay hidden forever, it wouldn’t change anything, it wouldn’t affect anyone. It would be a secret only this walls would know.

He kept studying me, trying to decipher what exactly I was doing and I wondered that myself as my hand moved to his face, he closed his eyes at the contact of the flat of my hand against his cheek. I could feel the way the air escaped his lungs, the way he gripped the edge of the counter top, trying to control whatever urges had taken over him, I had forgotten what I was doing here or what I was supposed to do, my every thought had been consumed by Eobard Thawne, this broken man who was hiding behind the façade of intimidation. I wondered when was the last time someone had touched him, the last time someone had been kind to him.

In a split second he had turned us around, trapping me in between the counter and himself, his hands gripping at my hips as his eyes burned into mine. I slid my hand down towards his neck, pulling him forward enough to ghost my lips over his, I could hear him suck in a breath, swallowing hard as his nose brushed mine and he felt as if he was about to melt under my touch. My lips brushed his, parting slightly to feel the edge of his; his hand tightened, squeezing me while he moved forward, finally closing the space in between us, his other hand moved up my arm, in between my shoulder blades until they reached my hair and his fingers tangled themselves in it with a grip hard enough to make my neck crane back and my mouth part open for him. His tongue darted past my lips, in a way that seemed to needy for someone like him, he licked every part of my mouth, making his personal mission to learn the taste of me; running the flat of his tongue once more in an unflinchingly broad stroke against mine he pulled away, leaving me breathless for a moment before his lips pecked at my bottom one, grabbing it softly in between his.

My eyes remained close as I turned my face, leaving an open access for his lips to run along my jawline until the reached my neck. His teeth sinking down on the skin, making me moan and sight at the feeling, he sucked in, leaving a mark before running his tongue over the skin in an apologetic manner. His hand moved under my shirt, caressing the skin softly, rubbing small circles with his thumbs before moving up my waist, his open hands settling in the middle to wrap me and keep me in place. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling it hard enough to make him growl before he bit down on my neck harder as a punishment making my back arch into his touch.

One of his hands moved over my back, gripping at the skin so desperately that it made me think he hadn’t had any physical contact of this kind in years. He gripped the bottom of my shirt, lifting over my head, I bit my lip as he just looked at me, his hand softly settling on my cheek as he brought me closer once more and kissed me as if his life depended on it. A hint of jealousy hit me when I realized he wasn’t thinking about me, he was thinking about her and even if there was no difference to the eye it still made some kind of rage settle in me to prove myself I could make him forget the touch of anyone else and remember me until the end of his days.

I moved my hand under his black sweater, touching the skin of his abdomen and feeling the muscles contract at my touch, the hand on my neck grew tighter as he breathed in at the contact. I circle them around his middle, successfully trapping him in my embrace while he kissed me,. Deciding I needed more than this I lifted his shirt over his head, aching to feel his skin against mine, I moved to unclip my bra before pulling him down to kiss him once more. This new bravery had taken him by surprise, distracting him for a second, getting a hold of himself again he held me and in a second he speeded us both to his bedroom, laying me down in a plush soft duvet. He was standing at the foot of the bed, looking down at me in a predatory way, a smirk showing a row of suddenly very sharp teeth planted on his face.

He lowered himself in between my legs, hiding his face on my neck, I could feel the way he inhaled my scent, trying to burn it in his mind and the way his tongue ran flat over my skin, making me throw my head back and tangled fingers in his hair.

“I have wanted you for so long, I have been watching you for so long and now you are finally here” he whispered in a moment of weakness, making me feel incredibly guilty, I was stealing this moment from him, I was giving him a false promise of an intangible gift he so desperately needed.

“I know is not you, I know he brought you with him but I will take what I can get.” He felt the way I tended under him at his words, running his tongue over my neck in an attempt to relax me. I should have known better, he was too smart of course he had figured it out, but he was willing to give a blind eye.

His hand moved down my middle to my thigh as he pressed himself harder down onto me, caging me when he moved his arms to either side of my head, his mouth colliding with mine as he opened it and his tongue explored mine. God he was so needy but I loved it. I loved the way this big bad man was coming undone under my touch.

His hand moved down to the button of my pants, opening them before pulling them down at inhuman speed. His fingers digging into my skin as my hands traveled down his torso until they reached his pants, undoing them before he got himself out of them.

I wrapped my legs over his middle and pushed him to the side, successfully flipping us and leaving me on top of him. I couldn’t hold myself at the way his eyes looked at me, so desperately needing my touch, he was silently begging for affection and it made him seem so much more human, how many lonely nights, desperate moments and dark days did he spend alone? He was human after all.

I sat on his thighs, wrapping my fingers around his cock and the moment he felt my hand around him he snaked his arms around me, hiding his face on my chest as I stroked him, he could hear the faint growls and grunts escaping him, loving the way his tip leaked with precum as I drew him closer to the edge. He momentarily buzzed and the vibration from his thigh sent a shock of pleasure stray to my core, making a moan escape me.

His lips moved over my breast, trailing open mouth kisses over them before he decided he had had enough of my teasing and moved his hands to squeeze my ass before lifting my up and yanking my underwear out of the way. He moved me over him and I grinded my entrance over his cock before sinking down slowly onto him, hitting my lip at the amazing pressure that came with fitting all of him inside. His hands took a bruising grip on my sides, holding me while simultaneously guiding my down and giving me a moment to adjust to him. He kissed my neck, running one hand down my back to rest on the curve of my ass while the other tangled itself on my hair.

Moving my hips I started to move, setting a slow pace, wanting to drag this out as long as possible, my hands settled on his chest, giving me some balance to ride him. It was delicious, the way every inch of him stretched me out, how the tip of his cock dragged against my walls, hitting that amazing spot inside everytime I moved up to the tip before sinking down again completely. He was getting desperate, his hand gripping my ass moving my body up and down faster while his hips snapped up to meet mine, he was in control even when he allowed me to pretend I could tame him.

In a particularly harsh thrust he grunted when my eyes closed and my back arched in his arms, he had taken over, guiding my hips to snap against his faster and harder, making sure to hit my core everytime, bringing me over the edge faster and faster, he was close too, I could feel it in the way his throat tightened around a swallow and his eyes unfocused completely for a second. He was holding back until I was done for and the thought of him being so kind sent the knot in my stomach loose as I tightened around him, making him groan and speed up his movements to meet mine in the middle, I could feel him falter as his movements got sloppy, feeling his cock throb inside as he came.

He held me in his arms for what seemed to be hours but where only a few minutes before laying me down and wrapping himself around me, he knew this moment would be gone tomorrow, when me and Barry left, but he wanted to savor every second of my presence for as long as he had me, forgetting for a night that there was life outside of this moment.

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eoiris · 5 years

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Eobard Thawne really loves wearing his Harrison Wells meatsuit and I think that's really beautiful 🤧

#eobard thawne #harrison wells #the flash #reverse flash #sfhgsdjfhgsds he is a fundamentally and deeply weird dude and i love him so much #Eo about his stolen body: yes i did it and I'd do it again!!!! TRY AND STOP ME!!! Me: ;-; everyone's gotta have hobbies I guess!#as you can imagine i have eo feels today

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amarabliss · 7 years

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Plan Failure... (Harrison “Eo” Wells/Reader)

“Am I supposed to be scared now?”

Wells stood there looking at you across the room standing up from his wheelchair. He had intended on this being an intimidation tactic. Scare you into submission to do some bidding for him. Instead you were standing in the doorway arms crossed over your chest seemingly unphased.

He cleared his throat stepping toward you, “That was the intention, yes.”

“Hm...” You looked up briefly taking in a deep breath, “Probably would’ve worked better if you weren’t in the presence of another meta.”

His eyes widened, “You’re a meta.”

“Yes...” You smirked as he looked away, “Yes I am a mind reader...no I don’t always read your mind...62, 24, 2076...I can keep going if you’re not satisfied.”

His eyes narrowed on you as you stepped closer to him, “Why haven’t you told everyone?”

“Told everyone you’re the man in the yellow suit? Or that I’m a meta?” You tilted your head as he rolled his eyes a little. You reached up taking off his glasses, “I don’t care about your plan and I believe in fate. You’ll win if you’re supposed to.”

“...and that you’re a meta?” He watched the glasses get tossed into the chair next to him.

“I don’t want people to think I’m always prying...plus it gives me an edge.” You smiled at him.

“What kind of edge?” He watched you carefully take off your jacket throwing it on the couch.

“The kind of edge that tells me...” You turned back to him holding out your hand to him, “that you can ask that question and I’ll say yes...”

“Question?” He raised an eyebrow.

“The one you thought when you saw my stomach a few days ago when I took off my hoodie.” You smirked a little, “Though...I’m not sure I can hold that position that long...so you migh...”

You were cut off his lips crashing down on yours. His hand wrapped up into your hair. Ah yes...he could admit when his plans were wrong. Having you not being scared would be much more fun.

#plan failure #harrison #harrison wells #harrison wells imagine #harrison 'eo' wells reader #eowells #eowells reader #eowells/reader #Dr. Harrison Wells #harrison wells/reader #The Flash #the flash imagines #the flash imagine

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thaweswife · 2 years

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Um first time doin this so I’m bare with me on this 💀

Warnings: smut i don’t really know yet

Also it’s Harrison’s body not really Eobards andddddd you guys met in high school and then you guys both became speedster and then killed Barry’s mother and got stuck in the timeline and all that you guys can connect the dots

It was a normal morning I was laying on Eobards stomach as I slowly started to wake up I let out a small groan and looked up at Eobard he was still asleep he doesn’t sleep heavy usually ever so I assumed he was sleeping lightly he looked so peaceful sleeping even in Harrison’s body my hand slides up to his hair as I start to play with his hair he let out a small groan/moan he liked his hair being played with. He started to wake up as he let out a morning groan what I think is very cute I whispered softly “good morning Eo” Eo was a nick name for him. He smiled and closed his eyes again he was in joying me playing with his hair I giggled he laughed at the giggled and said “good morning to you too Y/n” he opened his eyes once again.

I tried to slide off of him but he grabbed my waist and said “no no no not yet” he isn’t always needy like this but it was cute for someone who is a villain I sighed “I need to shower and so do you so come on” he sighed and said “I said not yet” not in a mad voice just a soft voice he started to run his hands over my body I closed my eyes and let out a soft sigh I missed his hands on me like this it’s been a while. He giggled and kept doing it slowly and softly and I opened my eyes again and gave him a small kiss it lasted a while he wanted to make it more heated and I let him his hands stayed on my waist and he pulled me up so I was over top of him. I sat down on his lap and he sat up a little more he slid his tongue in my mouth fighting for dominance he won he left me on his lap though he liked the feeling of pressure on his bulge but then a buzz kill came along his phone rang. We both pulled away and said “buzz kill” he grabbed his phone he was breathing heavy. “H-hello” he said out of breath from the kissing I laughed Barry sounded confused he said “are you okay Wells?” I wanted to tease Eobard so I put more pressure on his dick and He mumbled “m-mhm” I could imagine Barry shaking his head but then he caught on “you know what I’ll call you back after Caitlin and Cisco are here they will help I’ll just call if something serious happened there was a meta but it’s okay” he hung up fast I giggled he looked at me and laughed “could have waited two minutes” I shook my head “well maybe we should go help them” I was teasing him and he knew it I got off him and walked over to our closet and put on a star labs t-shirt and jeans I wasn’t feeling like dressing up but the jeans made my ass look bigger and the shirt made my boobs look bigger.

Eobard looked at me “really your gonna do this babeeee” he whined I giggled “get dressed I’ll make coffee”. He got ready and I made us coffee I didn’t feel like stopping at Jitters today and I don’t think he did to he came back out he grabbed the wheelchair and brought it out to the car and then got in it not saying a word I knew he was mad but just sexually not mad at me in general. I got in the drivers seat kd drove to star labs and then he got in his wheelchair he still had a bulge I giggled he knew I saw it he said “you did that to me and it won’t go away so you better hope the team doesn’t notice” I giggled again “mhm you can fix it if you need” I opened the door for him he rolled it and we went to the cortex Barry looked at us like he knew I shook my head at him he looked confused but ignored it Eobard said “what did this meta do?” Barry looked at us “she can make things into a bomb but I think she doesn’t want to make them I think that’s the meta part anything she touches it turns to a bomb my sui-“ Cisco cut him off and said in a sad tone “went kaboom…” I laughed Barry said “mhm what he said” I sighed and nodded Barry knew I had speedster powers we just pretended that I got struck with lighting too even though I already head powers “what do you need me to do want to run around and see if we can find her or do you have the satellite looking for her?” Caitlin said “satellite right now it shouldn’t take long to find he-“ and then the alarm went off “there” she said Barry and I nodded and got our suits and sped off to get her we sped to her and she said “don’t come any closer!” Barry looked at me and said “Beth SanSusi? We are not going to hurt you” she looked scared she backed up into a wall and touched it with her hands but I went infront of it turning my suit into a bomb Eobard said “y/n! Get out of that suit!” I sped off of it and it blew up throwing me into a wall leaving with some scratches Barry helped me up but when we looked back she was gone I sighed “sorry Barry” he shook his head “don’t be just glad your okay”

we sped to the Cortex and I stayed vibrating so no one could see me in a bra and underwear but Eobard slowed down time and looked at me I could tell he did it and it didn’t bother me I looked at him he had a bulge again I laughed “I’ll be back” I sped to our house and got dressed and came back Caitlin went home and Cisco and Barry went looking for Beth without powers I looked at Eobard “whatcha doin?” He looked at me and sat me down on his lap “well I could be doing something else” his hand travelled up my thigh I closed my eyes it was killing me as well I wanted him. I kissed him and he kissed back instantly his hands went on my waist he grew more and more under me I started to grind a little we heard a swish noise it was Barry he looked shocked “I-I we forgot something…you know what we don’t need it” he zoomed out I laughed and so did Eobard he said “let’s just go home” he sped us home and we were on our bed he was on top of me I kissed him again I was getting wetter and wetter his hands lifting the shirt off me and sliding my pants down. I did the same thing to him

After I was done I looked up at him only thing we had on was underwear he moved the hair out of my face “you sure you want to do this?” He said with a soft voice. We have had sex before just not for a while so he missed it and wanted to get consent because that’s very important. I nodded “yes please I’ve missed this” he smiled and slid my underwear off he looked down and growled he was getting eager and eagerer (idfk if that’s even a word but it is now 😘) he traces his fingers around my entrance I let out soft soft moans almost so quiet he could barely hear so he slid a finger in and I moaned loudly he smirked and said “that’s what I was looking for” he couldn’t take it he took his finger out and took off his boxers he closed his eyes when his dick felt the air it was throbbing I laughed and I grabbed his dick softly and started to jerk him. He let out little mumbles of nothing and little soft moans with some groaning. But then he snapped out of it and kissed me again laying me back on my back. He was twitching he wanted it so bad so I lined him up and he caught on pretty fast he pushed in we both moaned into each others mouths. It took me a minute to adjust but I did and he started to thrust rapidly he needed this. Our moans started to fill the room “fuck, that’s a good girl” he liked to praise sometimes. Even a little dirty talk sometimes but I didn’t mind. My hands travels up to his back scratching at it slightly it felt so good I moaned out repeatedly “fuck fuck fuck fuck!” We both needed this.

He started to go super speed I don’t think intentionally but he needed it little bit of red lighting came off him. I managed to slow him down slightly “S-slow down a little” was all I could get out. But he slowed down “sorry you just feel so good” he let out a moan after that “I-I’m not gonna last long I need you to cum..” he sped up a little and put his hand on my clit and started to vibrate his hand. It caused me to moan loudly I knew I wasn’t going to last to long like this. My legs shook a little my head going back. I was getting close he could tell I was too “come on baby go ahead” he was close as-well. We both hit our peak “t-together?” He said I nodded nothing was going to come out my mouth other than a moan if I spoke so I kept quiet other than the fact I was moaning still but whatever he said “on 3 we cum”. He started to could down “1” pause “2” pause “3” we both let go his eyes turned red so did mine but it was more of a flash of red other than his, his was a lot longer I felt him twitch inside of me he kept thrusting till we were both done he fell down beside me and said “cuddle time..” he pulled me over him and grabbed the blanket covering us. He played with my hair and I did the same for a while but we both we getting tired he kissed my forehead and said “thank you… I needed that and apparently so did you” he sighed and I laughed and mumbled “mhm..” about 5 minutes later we both were knocked out. In the morning everything was fine normal and we went to work.

Like I said my first time. I’m not good with . , and all that so please trust that I’m trying to get better at it and have a good day. :)

#tom cavanagh smut #reverse flash smut #the flash

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theyanderespecialist · 4 years

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Sharing Speedsters 1 (One Shot) Barry Allen X OC X Eobard Thawne (The Flash)

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am here with my co author and this is with Barry Allen X OC Marie X Eobard Thawne (Which he will look like wells which is more daddish for reasons >:3) Smut One Shot Requested Anonymously to my co author. We hope you enjoy this chapter!]

(Marie's POV)

I was trying to hid, two speedsters have been hunting me down for years. I had to run and his and I make my way back to my apartment and there I see both Eobard and Barry in my living room.

"W-What... h-how the hell.. what are. ." I could barely talk as I backed up, nearly falling

"We decided to work together and this time we are not letting you go." Eobard says. (Readers Eobard kept Harrison looks for reasons Just a heads up)

(Probably couldn't have the energy to chase me around and use the energy to become himself again)

(XD Yeah)

I was so confused, I didn't understand why they were chasing me in the first place. It started when I was kidnapped by some criminal as a hostage, the flash having saved me, and saving me every time I needed it, eventually he revealed his identity as my friend Barry, but he started acting weird, he was slightly possessive... Then Eobard the enemy of Barry started to stalk me, I caught him in my house more than once, he spanked me when he deemed I was a bad girl. His words not mine. So I am so confused.

(Uh very confusing as to why he didn't kill me bit probably super painful)

(probably)

(More so painful to my pride)

(XD yeah XD)

"I don't understand.." I said as I backed up scared. Was I going to be killed?

"Do not worry." Barry says. "We will never hurt you."

"What we want is something else." Eobard says slamming the door shut.

She tenses and soon is picked up by Barry and he is running somewhere at the speed of light.

(I like.to imagine he did just leave to get rid of eobard But failed xD)

(XD Pretty much XD)

I found myself in his room as my face turned red. Did he just..ditch eobard?

"I don't want him to get his hands on you. Marie you don't understand how much I love you, every time I look at you my heart aches. I want you to be happy, every smile just makes me feel like no matter how shitty my day is, I could smile back."

I looked at him and suddenly he kisses me and I kiss back and he wraps his arms around my waist. I wasn't as scared if him..if anything I was attracted to him. We were close in age, childhood friends actually, he was just so sweet..)

(Close in age....something eobard even in wells body, he won't achieve which works for his whole daddy need)

(XD YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS)

I tangle my fingers in his hair before I hear the door slam open and I pull away to see Eobard and he was seething. Or at least I think he was bit the mask hid it. I was suddenly pulled back into another kiss by Barry although he seemed nervous. I kiss him back blushing hard as I kiss him. I was a little scared, not only kissing Barry but doing it in front of a very angry eobard, however my attention was quickly drawn to the hand I felt on my breast. Barry started to massage my breasts and I moaned as she does so my chest always been sensitive. And I had noticed his staring when he thought I didn't notice..

(Barrys pov)

I smile and took her shirt of with seed and her bra and then take a nipple in my mouth vibrating around it. She let out a cry of a moan as her head tilted back.

"B-Barry stop-- y-you have to stop~" she panted out but I wasn't listening. "Barry you dont -mmm understand I--" she stopped just as I felt something enter my mouth. A liquid.

I moaned at the sweet vanilla taste and began to suck more vigorously. She let out a moan as her eyes rolled back as I continued as she gripped the sheets before she let one hand stroke my hair. I moaned loving the praise it gave and started to move my fingers to her core.

"B-Barry~" she moaned as it only spurred me on, I almost forgot Eobard was there

I groaned and kissed her pulling her close as I vibrate her clit with a vibrating finger.

"OH God Barry~ Y-You're making me feel so good Barry~"

I smirked and shove a finger in her and she cums hard on my vibrating fingers convulsing

She moaned as I didn't take it out as she looked at me, her words just causing my heart to beat faster than what it already was.

"Such a good boy Barry. ..for mommy."

I blushed darkly and kissed her deeply. God she is so good to me~ I know that she knew of my kink, I know because I had told her of it. She didn't judge me for it. Her hands grabbed my face as she kissed back, she was just so sweet about all this.

(And eobard is getting jealous. XD)

I felt her suddenly grab onto my suit as she tore it, specifically my crotch as she looked at me, her eyes focused on me as she pushed me down on the bed so that I was sitting on the edge as she kneeled in front of me as her breasts rested on my knees as she pulled me down into a Toss as she spread my legs as I feel her breasts push against my cock

(Eobard is being severely neglected, that's a no no for him XD that is just asking for punishment

XD so true)

I looked at her and thrust in between her breast moaning. She looked up at me with a smile on her face as she pushed her breasts together with her arms making it feel so much better.

"Take it slow Bar~ I want you to enjoy this." She said as over her shoulder I could.see Eobard remove his.mask as he glared at me.

Her face was red as she blushed, probably never having done this, and I never have either, but it was cute ..especially when she took my hands in hers. I held her hands and kissed her as she moaned into my mouth and I speed up a bit. She kissed back as I still was going to take my time..especially with reverse here

I need to show she is mine and I will make sure of it.

(They suck at working together)

(XD well it is in their nature to be rivals)

I see him glare as he suddenly sped over as I glared before letting out a moan when her breasts pushed together harder to see he was helping hold them as he started to lift them up and down as she blushed but kissed me.

(At least he's helping xD)

(Probably for himself XD)

I groan at this as she is massaged over me and I am now so close. She blushed darkly as I thrust up more rapidly as I couldn't hold back, grabbing her face as I leaned down kissing Her as I came, her breasts becoming slick from my cum.

(XD yup he was like "enough, my turn xD)

(XD)

After I finished he pulled her away from me and kisses her deeply. I will let this slide for now.

(Eobard's POV)

I held the side of her face as I kissed her, my hands gripping her firmly so she couldn't pull away as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, trying to get her own, cute little tongue to play with mine.

(Anyone who ever describes a tongue as cute..we got issues xD)

(XD)

I played with hers before dominating her mouth. I hated to see Barry have her play the role of mommy. We were truly opposites. To me she just wasn't a mommy.. she truly wasn't, and I knew her vest. No, her role is far different.

She was my little girl and I am going to show her just how much better daddy is~

(Can I get Barry back? XD I think I would prefer Barry xD

(XD Barry is gone now! All left is Eobard XD

I pull away from the kiss as she panted heavily as she was a deep red.

(XD he's still in the room XD)

I then pulled off her big girl clothes as I had something more fitting for her to wear~

(Oh no xD again xD here's eobard being a creep)

I see Barry glaring before he got a call as he sped out after getting fixed out leaving me alone with her for a little bit, perfect.

(Barry! Do not leave her alone with a creep XD)

(XD)

I smirked and then hand her the dress she looked at it blushing darkly.

"Y-You...want me.to w-wear this?" She asked as I just smirked as she looked away. "F-Fine.." she said as she left the room to change but I sped over to her as she screamed

"Just making sure you wouldn't try to escape." I said before closing the door so she could change, even if I've already seen her naked

She soon came out and it was the picture of sexiness and innocents and with that dark blush on her face helped me all the more. She looked so shy, so embarrassed when she shouldn't be. I walked over to her as I placed a hand on her face as she jumped a little before she relaxed as she actually leaned into it

"You look so beautiful sweetie." I tell her and kiss her again

She blushed but kissed me back as I pulled her closer, my hands resting on her back before slowly sliding down

She moaned and I groped her soft plump ass it is perfectly firm~

(Its times like this that Barry should never of left xD)

(XD Exactly XD)

"You feel so soft yet firm~ but I can't get how intimate you were with Barry out of my mind." I trailed off as my groping got more serious, more aggressive.

She moans and arches into me and I massage her butt even more.

"How you completely ignored me.." "i-it wasn't lik-like that.." she said as she grabbed onto me.

"It wasn't?"

"N-No I j-just wanted t-to give y-you both equal a-attention you deserved."

I smiled. "You always been so sweet, but now can you just be sweet for daddy?"

(I can say..it was actually like that she definitely prefers Barry xD Actually they are both hot, Barry in a sweet way and eobard in a kinky way)

(XD yeah sorry Eo XD)

She gave a shy smile as she nodded making me smile back. She just needed to know we didn't pose a threat to her.

I smile and take off my suit and then my cock sprang out. "Why don't you sit on my lap~"

She blushed but nodded as I sat on the couch as I waited for her as she seemed embarrassed.

"U-Um.. i-is there a specific way you want me to sit..l-like facing you o-or facing away?" She asked.

"Facing me baby girl." I say and pull her down on my lap my cock right between her folds nudging her clit.

(She too is freaked by him wearing a dead man's face)

(XD Yeah)

She blushed darkly as she shuddered as she let out a shaky moan. I smirked and started to let my cock vibrate and she gripped my shoulders for support.

"O-Oh Daddy~"

"That's it, good girl, just keep calling me daddy and I'll make you feel good in return~" I promised as she moaned as it was right on her clit

(XD he right now is a glorified sex toy XD)

She moaned and kept crying out daddy and saying she felt so good. "Da-Daddy Please~ Let me cum daddy~"

(Basically xD)

(XD)

"Go ahead baby girl, you don't have to ask me to cum when you've been so good." I said as she held onto me tightly as she cried out for me as she came, her body shuddering as I could feel her orgasm slick my cock up as she pulled me into a kiss.

I kiss back and know I now have to take her virginity at least one of them.

[Another chapter done I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy!]

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darlingpetao3 · 4 years

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Through the Eyes of a Nemesis (Sherloque Wells x Reader)

Rating: M (Smut)

Summary: While you and Sherloque search the S.T.A.R. Labs storage facility for clues, the detective comes across some objects belonging to Thawne. But when he tries them on for size, he finds himself in the headspace of the villain, and things take a turn for the steamy...

A/N: Okay, so I basically rewrote that one scene in S05E17 as if it had aired on HBO instead XD I also hope this good enough!

Tag List: @blogforhoes

You have no clue as to where Sherloque ran off to. The two of you were supposed to stick together while you scoured this offsite S.T.A.R. Labs storage facility for the next piece of the puzzle he was trying to complete. Sherloque had only disclosed his hunch to you and not to the rest of the team - that he suspects Nora to be working with an old Team Flash nemesis.

Eobard Thawne.

Using your flashlight, you wander into another room, dark and dusty, only to receive a fright from the sight a shadowed body sitting in what looks to be Thawne’s old wheelchair. Oh my God, is that really-?

“Oh, Sherloque! Shit, you scared me. I almost thought you were…” you trail off, not wanting to speak the name of your and your friends’ backstabber.

“You thought I was Thawne, non?”

“No. I mean, yes. Kind of. For a second, there, maybe.”

The French detective frowns from behind Eobard Thawne’s glasses and stares at you unwaveringly. It’s certainly uncanny, the whole thing. Him sitting there, looking like that… If you hadn’t been sure, you could have sworn Sherloque was Thawne. The only dead giveaways that he wasn’t the villain were the accent and the long hair.

At first, you think he’s bothered by your presence when he’s so clearly in the zone of his deductions. You know it bothers him when the others interrupt his processes. Perhaps it’s best if you leave him alone with his thoughts.

“Sorry, I’ll leave you to whatever it is you’re doing.”

“Non, attends,” he says calmly. “Wait. Come back.”

You stop in your tracks, then wander over to where he sits in the wheelchair and lean against one of the warehouse shelves near him.

“It may help me if you are here. To, you know, ‘bounce ideas’ as you might say?” Sherloque explains. “After all, the last time you were present, I had a breakthrough. Souviens-tu?”

“I don’t know,” you start, unsure of how much help you would actually be.

He lowers his spectacles down his nose to peer at you - a deadly blue stare that has you thinking Sherloque has transformed himself into a whole other person. You swallow.

“I mean, I guess it couldn’t hurt,” you change your turn. Anything to help the Team at this point, right? What have we got to lose?

Sherloque presses the glasses back up the bridge of his nose with a finger, eerily similar to the manner in which Eobard did when he masked around as Harrison Wells.

“Tell me about him,” he asks. “I assume he was a very patient man?”

“Definitely,” you agree, “you know, what with waiting fifteen years to bring upon his evil plan. Harri- Eobard was an incredibly intelligent man. Unintentionally suave and cool. Unbreakable. I hate to even say it, but I learned a lot from him. He was always the smartest person in the room wherever he went. And the way he casually tossed in a witty joke without it sounding like a joke always made me laugh regardless...”

You suddenly realize you’re inadvertently rambling on about the man who betrayed the Team. Sherloque raises an eyebrow at you - the way he used to. You cross your arms over your chest.

“You have, how you say, a thing for this Thawne?”

“No. No, absolutely not.”

Sherloque wheels the chair nearer to you, stopping just before your feet. When he dips his glasses down to look at you, every part of you feels weak.

“Are you certain?” he asks, then stands at once, tall and looming over you. Your tongue dart out to lick your lips. Sherloque’s eyes have darkened, and hold a glint of danger - something you’re not used to seeing when you look into his eyes. This alone makes your legs start to feel like jelly. How does this whole speaking thing work, again?

“I am certain I don’t have a thing for Thawne,” you word carefully. Testing your bravery, you lean in closer to Sherloque, and play with the collar of his black shirt and toy with one of its top buttons. But when he steps back and sits down in the chair once more, you can’t help but think you’ve said and done the wrong thing. “I’m sorr-”

“-Have a seat, Miss (Y/L/N),” comes a perfect smooth American accent from the Frenchman, gesturing to his lap. Your eyes must give you away because Sherloque chuckles, and not in the way you’re used to hearing. “Don’t be shy. Sit.”

Warily, you move towards him even though your body wants to take over and leap into his lap. What is he up to? The only thing you do know is that you’re loving whatever the hell it is. Carefully, you sit yourself down on his thighs, your back up against his chest. He holds onto your sides firmly, and you think you almost hear him make a low noise...

Sherloque brings a hand up to run his fingers down your sternum, passing over each button which you wish he’d just undo already. But no - his hand roams further downwards and ends up slowing when he reaches your pants. You feel the ghost of his breath on your neck from behind — goosebumps ripple over your skin at his closeness and the direction of his touch.

“Tell me to stop, and I will. Otherwise...” he trails off, only to press his sweet lips to a spot under your ear. You practically swoon at this. The only answer you give the detective is reaching your hand behind his head to hold him where he is. Sherloque’s hum vibrates from his lips to your skin and rings throughout you.

When his exploring hand continues its journey, you hold your breath the moment he slips it beneath your clothing where his fingers behind to gently rub you. You can’t believe this is happening right now; it’s like you’re watching yourself from outside your body.

“Relax into it,” his lips move against your neck as if he’s just deduced how tense you feel against him. “Relax.”

It’s so strange not to hear his accent right now. Maybe this is all apart of Sherloque’s plan to get inside Eobard’s wicked head, and if it is, it is a freaking great idea. You bite your lip hard while his fingers swirl around your most sensitive parts of yourself. And oh shit, now he’s sucking at your neck. His thigh-clenching stubble scratches at you deliciously. There is so much going on, so much stimulation on your body - you feel shaky and exhilarated but warm and mushy all at once.

“Tell me how you feel,” he asks. “Speak.”

“I feel… I feel,” you can’t get your words to form eloquently or adequately enough, “amazing, oh God, Sherloque-” He flicks your sensitive spot in just the right place, eliciting a moan-sigh combination.

“Non,” he lets his accent slip for only a second, “I am Thawne and I have you right where I want you.” That wasn’t supposed to affect you as much as it did, but the thought alone does something to you inside. His touch is relentless and strong and his mouth practically attacks your neck. In the back of your mind, a little voice screams that tomorrow will definitely be scarf day at work.

Your fingers curl around the strands of his gorgeous hair, release, and curl again.

“I’m close, I’m close,” you repeat in a tight voice, “don’t stop, right there.” Your head tips back onto his shoulder. Your jaw clenches before you let out a stuttered cry before reaching that euphoric feeling.

One of your hands grips tightly to the chair’s armrest, and you thought you heard a compression sound. It’s hard to know anything right now because you’re still trying to come down from your high. That amazing, wonderful, blissful high that this brilliant man just gave you.

You’re still sitting on him. Clearing your throat, you jump off of the detective, straighten your blouse and take a much-needed breath. You smile slightly embarrassed at Sherloque, but he smiles back fondly at you.

“Do you know what you did, ma chérie?”

“Have an amazing orgasm just now?” you laugh breathlessly through your blush. “Because then yes, I’m very much aware.”

Sherloque peers over the side of the wheelchair and plucks something from a compartment you didn’t notice was there previously. It looks like a flash drive? Or a microchip? He holds it for you to see.

“You have found the missing piece. We’re on the right path, ma précieuse. Thanks to you.”

Whether it’s from fooling around with him or that you actually helped in some way with this investigation, you’re feeling pretty damn good. You grin and push a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Um, so do you think we should head back to the Lab, then? Check this thing out and what’s on it?”

“Oui, yes, we should.”

Sherloque tosses Eobard’s glasses onto the chair, and when you turn to head to the door, he takes your hand in his to make you wait.

“(Y/N),” he searches your eyes, “we aren’t done, just so you know.”

You lean up to kiss his stubbly cheek. “I should hope not, Monsieur. But first, as much as I want to carry on with… that, let’s crack this case first.”

Sherloque lifts your chin and delicately drags his thumb down your lips. “You are speaking my language, chérie. Allons-y.”

Requested by @mintchipcupcake: Imagine that you come across Sherly while he’s in EoWells wheelchair. You’re ready to leave him to his deducting but since he’s in Eo’s headspace, he quietly commands you to stay because he wants to bounce ideas off of you. You reluctantly agree since it will help the team (Really, it’s the glasses 😏) dominant Sherloque smut ensues.

#reader insert #requested #mintchipcupcake #harrison wells x reader #harrison wells imagine #harrison wells fanfiction #sherloque wells x reader #sherloque wells imagine #sherloque wells smut #the flash imagine #the flash fanfiction #the flash smut

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villain-imagines · 5 years

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NSFW Alphabet --Eowells Eobard Thawne

Another looooooong one. Mostly because I just find the differences interesting.

A lot of similarities, but some key differences compared with Mattobard’s Eo, along with a bit of differentiation between this

and this

NSFW under the cut

A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex.

In the guise of Dr. Wells, he lets his tenderness show through more than he might otherwise.

He tells himself it’s part of the act, but really it isn’t. That’s just the way he reasons with himself and excuses the smile of fondness that finds his way across his lips. He tries to not notice how easily he melts against your touch when you lay beside each other and you wrap an arm around him. He kisses you softly and holds keeps you close as he silently memorizes every freckle and subtle feature and traces across your skin with his fingertips

After his cover is blown, he takes a few step back from the easy intimacy you two held prior. Not because the feelings were not real, but he does it in an attempt to distance himself from the man he had pretended to be for nearly fifteen years. Even as he does try to distance himself, seeing your clear disappointment elicits painful tug in his chest and affects him more than he’d like to admit.

The line between who he is as Eobard Thawne and as Harrison Wells is blurred at best. His actions may appear uncaring and callous, but they’re really masking a thinly veiled desire to reclaim his already unsure sense of self as Eobard Thawne. However, this tends to slip away in a post-sex afterglow and his inhibitions are lowered enough that he shows a similar tenderness as he did as Harrison Wells. Of all the lies he had to tell, what developed between the two of you was not one of them.

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light.

Big yes. Mostly similar to other versions of him, but Eowells in particular thrives on control even more so than other versions. (If that’s even possible)As carefully as he’s played his cards in the 15 years he’s been stuck in the past, he’s all too aware of how fragile his control over the events around him is.

Years of uncertainty about his future and all of the possible consequences of his interventions in the timeline that were completely out of his control made him recognize the value he placed on the things within his power.

This transfers into the sexual in both subtle actions to almost over-the-top obvious symbolism. In a way, this is where he can take a break from playing relativelynice as Dr. Wells. He’s more inclined to be disciplinary than other versions of himself.

Prefers Master, Sir, and Daddy, and of course, Eobard/Eo after you find out his identity because hearing his own name after all those years at all is enough to get him horny, lets be real.

C=Cum –

Inside, anywhere. Especially down your throat. He loves to keep his hand on the back of your head, threaded through your hair, ordering you to look at him as you swallow.

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch?

Very dominant. Even more so than other versions of himself. Somehow.

Like other versions, he could occasionally like a switch-up, but it would have to be in very specific circumstances. He’s had more practice in patience by this time than he would have preferred, but to him, the line between sexy, endearing, or fun, and tediously irritating him is very slim. This stemmed partially from his past of playing Harrison Wells when he relied on networking and fundraising events for the particle accelerator. Too many beautiful people trying to make passes at the famous scientist through botched attempts at seduction. (Some so painfully forward that he nearly laughed at the audacity) He found it almost amusing at first, but it quickly became just irritating.

With an established relationship, he might humor you and enjoy you playing taking charge for a time. However, youwon’t be expecting any switch-ups as far as dominance to last too long.

E=Edgeplay - Similar to ‘Kinks’ except it’s a lot riskier than usual kinks (knifeplay, breathplay, etc.).

He’s very cautious but kinky.

Manipulative with more of a sadistic streak. Less tolerance for disobedience, more of a sadistic streak. (less pain, more seeing how much discomfort you would put up with for him) He’s more likely to meld well with someone with slight masochistic tendencies, but he isn’t going to push far enough to cause significant harm. And he veryeagerly rewards you for it. He particularly levels up his aftercare in these contexts.

Like other versions of him, if you ask him to choke you, he’ll oblige with a frankly unsettling eagerness, but will never have you doubting for your own safety. He likes seeing you squirm and beg for him, but he’d never hurt his precious kitten.

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy).

Absolutely has a Professor kink and student/teacher fantasy

Has definitely imagined handcuffing you to his wheelchair, bending you over, and fucking you while he whispers to you all of the filthy things he wanted to say and do with you as Dr. Wells, but couldn’t because of the role he had to play.

He’s always wanted to see how you’d look in a collar. Not even purely for the sexual. Sometimes when he sips a scotch on the couch at the end of the day, he imagines you cozy and comfortable in his presence, curled up with your head in his lap, your lead in his hand.

He loves the idea of something tangible that ties you to him as much as he feels his emotions have tied him to you. He wants the affirmation that you’re his, and that you want to be with him.

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex.

Not too keen on being caught before his secret is blown, but it’s very unlikely with his speed.

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated

He’ll melt under any kiss to his neck or collarbone. The softer it is, the more likely you might get an involuntary shiver from him. Running your hands through his hair and tracing your fingertips across the back of his neck will elicit a similar effect.

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex.

He has layers.

Deep down, Eobard is a romantic at heart, trying to pretend to be more of an ass than he is when he cares about someone. As Eowells, he prefers, quiet, subtle romance tactics. He’s very observant about your favorite things, so much so that it often surprises you how he knew (even if he won’t mention just how he knew)

Very capable of wooing you when he puts his mind to it, and can be a thoughtful romantic.

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex

Under it all, he still has a flare and appreciation for the dramatic. He loves careful, drawn-out teasing. He’s very purposeful when it comes to seduction, and when he’s wanting to draw the process out, he’ll only touch you once you’re quite nearly, or literally, begging him to.

K=Kinks –

Previously mentioned kinks, included, like restraints, light choking, pretty much most power dynamics,

Again, call him Daddy, Professor, Master, Sir, take your pick because either way you’re going to be sore later.

Has a discipline kink, but may not express it.

Bit of a worship kink, likely stemming from a bit of a god complex

Restraints in any way (handcuffs, ropes, some gags, collars, chains, this boy is kink)

Absolutely has a teacher kink

L=Location - Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc.

Preferably quitter places, but also anywhere.

He’s into fucking in a lot of questionable locations, with the possibility of being caught. (but without the real possibility, given his speed.)

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to.

Reluctant, but nearly out of necessity, if he for whatever reason can’t tune out his sexual drive.

Fantasizes you in various scenarios, maybe watches. He’ll become so engulfed in his fantasy that he barely registers his hand wrapping around his shaft. It doesn’t help that his mind drifts to you more often than he’d like. Especially on the nights team Flash takes off and all he has left to do is wait until Barry gets faster, and he’s done all of his strategic planning already.

After he’s discovered, he can zoom over to you with little issue, but I wouldn’t put it past him to turn a mysterious call to your phone late at night into him making you equally conflicted about knowing who he was and how low and seductive his voice sounded through the phone now as Eobard Thawne.

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do.

Not into anything involving urethral play or any other cock bondage devices

Not into super hardcore humiliation for himself or his s/o (with the exception of the Flash)

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly).

Seeing you wearing anything he’s given you, clothes, jewelry, hissweater, even occasionally the STAR laboratories attire left around for emergency. That was histoo, after all.

Teasing or pushing his boundaries while out and about (cheeky comments, verbal jabs, witty remarks in general)

Begging—literally you can extort the hell out of this and he even knows it. He gets a sort of high from listening to you beg, but on the flip side of this, if you beg for something he gets just as much satisfaction out of giving it to you as hearing it. He’d give you anything, literally anything.

Subtle habits you have that he picks up on when you’re completely oblivious to his watchful gaze. (running hands through your hair, biting your lips, smiling softly at something you read, ect.) Usually, not overtly sexual in nature, but once you notice and meet his eye, something switches in him and he feels the sudden need to pull you close into a heated kiss.

Ego, complement him and he’ll be horny without a doubt.

P=Position - Their favorite position to have sex in.

He loves having you bent over something, or on all-fours as he takes you from behind. He loves the power it gives him and how easy it is to yank your head back by the hair and drape his body over yours, whispering filthy words into the skin of your neck. Also, it wasn’t something he could have done while pretending he was in a wheelchair

However, he equally loves being face to face, pinned to the mattress beneath him, making you meet his eyes as you writhe, begging and breathless in pleasure. He loves the closeness and intimacy it allows, while also allowing for the versatility to be as rough or gentle as he chooses. He loves watching his partner’s face intently

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc.

He is obviously very good at quickies, but he likes to really take his time with you if time and situation allows for it.

Yet, he seems to always be ready to fuck in the more time sensitive scenarios. He’s equally content zooming you behind the nearest corner and fucking you hard against the wall, his hand over your mouth to stifle your moans as he whispers sweet filth into your ear.

He gently reminds you that ‘you wouldn’t want to be overheard now, would you?

And he whispers praise of how ‘you’re being so good for him,’ as you try to stay quiet, pulling your legs wrapped around him to pull him closer.

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed.

He generally loves being rough, but he can have his moments of both. He’ll certainly cater to whatever your preference generally is, but as a baseline of measurement, his gentle may still be a bit rougher than what would count as normal.

He wouldn’t be rougher without your consent, but with that he’d love to do whatever kink that would fulfil something for you, especially if it puts him in a position of control.

He’ll spank you, pull your hair, scratch, leave marks, bite, press you into the mattress beneath him, wrap his hand around your throat, and generally play rough, but he’s very observant to your reactions and controlled with anything that might be more dangerous.

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out.

Too long.

Even when he’s pent-up and comes too quickly, he hardly has a long enough refractory period for you to even fully register him being hard again. He’s up for as many rounds as you are.

T=Toys - Do use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc.

Not super necessary, considering he’s practically a human vibrator.

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc.

Asshole supreme. Don’t expect sex without at least some begging first. He’s patient, and loves soaking in whatever desperation he can elicit. He wants you to want him as badly as he does you.

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc.

Quiet grunts, moans into your ears and skin, just soft enough to hear, filthy whispers about whatever you two are doing/ what he’d like to do. He’s eager to share a little glimpse into his filthy mind. Sometimes he comes with a louder moan, but more often if you two had a long night of foreplay.

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice.

Conflicted--- When he stole Harrison Well’s body, he also absorbed his thoughts, memories, and the lingering echo of the original Well’s emotions. Eobard has always had a strong sense of self, and his original personality remained dominant for the most part. Yet, in moments he can feel an added pull of sentiment and internal conflict that he was sure stemmed from what was left of the other man. The emotion he absorbed from Wells never fully interfered with his plans, but it did influence the relationships he’s built with his team at STAR labs, and with you.

As big as his ego is, deep down, it’s a relief to him when you lean closer into his touch. He holds you close and absorbs every bit of affection you offer to him. As Eowells, he’s marginally less needy than other versions of himself, but he feels affection towards you with even more intensity, and is very protective. He genuinely wants you to succeed in whatever your drives or passions are, but he has the less savory tendency to make relationship and friendship calls foryou from a distance. This could range from subtle sabotage to quietly removingpeople who may mean you harm, or people flirting or attempting to date you.

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off.

Definitely larger than average and well endowed. Not as large his original body’s, but thicker. Neatly groomed with a dusking hair on his chest and a lightly trimmed happy trail of darker hair.

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex.

He generally isn’t someone who feels sexual urges too often without a focus of interest. And he can usually shut out any sexual urges if he needs to accomplish a task.

But also his patterns of urges tend to change if he has a focal point of interest. Ordinarily, he didn’t waste much time with it, but with having you so close, quite often.

Z=ZZZ –

He’s not a quick sleeper, and even when he does, he requires fewer hours of it. So, expect him to silently plot and stroke your hair as he keeps you pressed against him. He’ll either curl around you, or have you curled against him, with your head on his chest and your arm around his middle.

#eobard thawne #eobard thawne imagine #eobard thawne x reader #alphabet prompts #the flash #reverse flash #reverse flash imagines #reader imagines #villain imagines #eowells #harrison wells imagine

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next-time-on-the-reverse · 5 years

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Masterlist

So I’m aware this is going to be a long post, and there’s probably a better way to do this but I’m not that technologically advanced, and my old IT teacher was the one teacher who couldn't full screen on powerpoint.

Eobard Thawne

Destroying Lives, one person at a time

You used me

I’m sorry but you don’t exist

How funny, you thought I cared

You don’t need to be alone

When were you going to tell me?

Save them

Why is he bleeding?

From the bottom of my cold dead heart

I sent you for milk

Fragments of Glass

I didn’t mean it

Sometimes I need to remind myself

Husband

Seven, billion people

King

I’m trying my hardest

You made me the bad guy

You’ll end up very disappointed

Elements

Enough

Can’t help falling in love

Anon Request

Happiness

Come with me

Five more minutes

Set things straight

Walking

So bad?

Eo, please

Your future

Doubts

Real Life

Today marks the first day

Congratulations

Thank you

Make Up

Addicted

Verdict

Playground

Jealousy

Nightmares

Happiest Speedster

Interfering

Obsessed

Threaten

Pregnant

Imply

Me?

Told Me

Afraid

Easy Life

When I look at you...I’m home

I’m not him

Fun

Homeward Bound

Prompt #11

Prompt #14

Charleston

Date

You’re alive

Don’t go

Prompt #2

Prompt 10

Prompt 6

His family

Get Some Rest

How Dare you?

Villain Wedding

Eoboy

Worried

Protect

You don’t threaten

Not everyone on the street

Propose

You came

Found Out

You don’t take what’s mine

Save her, please

Touch her again

My mother’s recipe

Prison

Caffeine

Restless

Danger

Just admit it

To Infinity

Remember?

Prompt 7

Eugene

Different

Stop asking questions

Boyfriend/Girlfriend

Pull the Trigger

Hate me?

Meant

Cravings

Bedtime Story

Her Past

Want to know?

Do you miss her?

Is that so bad?

Imagine: Eobard wanting to cuddle with you

Imagine: Questioning Eowells when he confesss to knowing about the particle accelerator problems

Imagine: Suspecting he original Harrison Wells isn't Harrison Wells

Imagine: Knowing Harrison is the reverse flash and scolding him after he beat up Barry in the stadium

Imagine: Eobard Thawne breaking you out of the ARGUS supermax on Lian Yu

Imagine: Eobard meeting your son

Imagine Eobard helping you look after your niece

Imagine: Domestic Eobard

Imagine: Apartment viewing with Eobard Thawne

We wouldn't be in this situation if you had just listened

Earth Two Harrison Wells

Do you trust me?

I don’t know when it started

Wow. Can we just pretend for one second

How many versions of me have you killed?

Rest it before you test it

How do you kill a monster without becoming one

No-one is inherently evil

That is an unholy abomination

You did everything you could

Shouldn’t you be at work?

You haven’t experienced loss

Hey train wreck

You’re going to have to tell them sooner or later

Been there, regretted that

Your Fault

I swear to god

She is- was a better person than you’ll ever be

He’s always been a dick, when we were seven he threatened to sue me

Idiot

You’re a real piece of work

Homework

Waiting

Promise me

Here

Forget your own name

Rain

Prompt #8

Prompt #14

Prompt 15

Prompt #2, #10

Take a break

How’d it get this far?

I love you

I didn’t tell them we broke up

I think I do

Prompt #5

Overworked

Why do I remember you?

Mainly you

Same Smile

I should never have left you

Do you ever think we should

Imagine: Cisco and Barry flirting with you, much to Harry's annoyance

Imagine: Meeting Earth 2 Harry Wells for the first time on Earth One

Imagine: Dating Harry and meeting the other versions of him from other Earths

Imagine: Having a date with Harry that Joe set up with Team Flash

Imagine: Harry bringing you a big belly burger after you have an argument

Imagine: Being Cisco's older sister and HR and Harry competing for you attention

Imagine: Harry surprising you on your birthday

Imagine: Being locked in a cupboard with Harry

Imagine: Convincing Harry to dress up for halloween and get him to answer the door

Imagine: Harry willing you to choose your brother over him

Imagine: Harry comforting you after you chose to kill your brother

HR Wells

Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?

My idea of help from aboce is a sniper on the roof

Want some coffee? It’s black

Trust no-one...even the ones that really love you will hurt you eventually

No-one is inherently evil

Let me tell you something

Those things with humps

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain

Y’know that’s not what an apology sounds like

My soulmate is out there somewhere, pushing a pull door...I just know it

Helpless

Free pie

The smile off your face

5 am

Imagine: Getting jealous because HR flirts with Cecil

Imagine: HR asking you to be his friend on Friends-day

Imagine: Not knowing HR is dead

Imagine: Taking HR to a crime scene

Imagine: Being Cisco’s older sister and HR and Harry competing for your attention

Imagine: HR being jealous of your brother

Imagine: Assuring HR that he’s valued

Imagine: Cisco trying to hide the face he lost HR from you

Sherloque Wells

Qui est-ce?

Ward Meachum

Love you too

Distraction

Date Night

Accidents

More than a crush

You’re not your father

Ultimatum

Prompt 12

Innocent Flirting

Baby Names

Prompt 11

Prompt 14

Future Mrs Meachum

Drawing

I’m going to be a dad

Prompt 13

Son

Messed up

Captain Elizabeth Meachum

Newly-Wed

Halloween

Prompt 3

Prompt 15

Toro

Beef?

Nephew’s birthday

Love

Prompt 9

Prompt 6

A thousand Lifetimes

Contract

For so long

Hurt you?

Protective (1)

Protective (2)

Videos

Matt Murdock

Daredevil’s Identity

#Masterlist

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gramilano · 6 years

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Dylan Tedaldi in a Frame by Frame workshop. Photo by Elias Djemil Matassov

Robert Lepage and Guillaume Côté’s new dance work Frame by Frame opens tonight, 1 June, at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts in Toronto.

Karen Kain, Artistic Director of The National Ballet of Canada, announced that Sadler’s Wells in London will co-produce Frame by Frame, a collaboration between theatre artist Lepage and Choreographic Associate and Principal Dancer Côté, and will tour to Sadler’s Wells in an upcoming season. The company last appeared at Sadler’s Wells in 2013 with Alexei Ratmansky’s Romeo and Juliet.

Frame by Frame is Lepage’s debut with the National Ballet and Côté’s second full-length ballet for the company, the first being Le Petit Prince created in 2016. Côté has been a Principal Dancer with the National Ballet since 2004 and a Choreographic Associate since 2013.

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Artists of the Ballet in a Frame by Frame workshop. Photo by David Leclerc

The work is a homage to pioneer Canadian filmmaker and animator Norman McLaren. It is a multidisciplinary work that follows the arc of his life and work, incorporating dance, film and theatre. Best-known for his Academy Award-winning film Neighbours (1952) and his groundbreaking dance film Pas de deux, McLaren’s experiments in animation, innovative use of sound, music and drawn-on-film techniques transformed cinema and animation.

The production incorporates and interweaves several different media, aiming to be both an evocation of and inquiry into the world and imagination of one of Canada’s most uncategorizable and accomplished, yet elusive, artists.

Harrison James and Jack Bertinshaw in rehearsal for Frame by Frame. Photo by David Leclerc

Cast

Jack Bertinshaw – Norman McLaren, Pioneering animator and filmmaker

Félix Paquet – Guy Glover, McLaren’s life partner

Dylan Tedaldi – Grant Munro, McLaren’s protégé, featured in many of McLaren’s films, including Neighbours

Tomas Schramek – John Grierson, Founder of the National Film Board of Canada and McLaren’s mentor

Wellesley Robertson – Oscar Peterson, Jazz pianist and composer whose music McLaren used in Begone Dull Care

Greta Hodgkinson – Evelyn Lambart, Animation pioneer and McLaren’s collaborator

Harrison James – Maurice Blackburn, Film composer and collaborator & Vincent Warren, Featured dancer in McLaren’s film Pas de deux, collaborator on McLaren’s film Narcissus

Skylar Campbell – Jean-Paul Ladouceur, Featured actor in Neighbours & René Jodoin, Fellow animator and McLaren’s collaborator

Alexandra MacDonald – Ludmilla Chiriaeff, Choreographer for McLaren’s film Pas de deux and founder of Les Grands Ballets Canadiens

Heather Ogden – Margaret Mercier, Celebrated actress and featured dancer in McLaren’s film Pas de deux

Running Time 1h 50m with no interval

Frame by Frame is onstage June 1 – 10, 2018

Still from Leapfrog Tests by Norman McLaren courtesy of the National Film Board of Canada

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Robert Lepage and Guillaume Côté’s new dance work Frame by Frame to come to Sadler’s Wells Robert Lepage and Guillaume Côté's new dance work Frame by Frame opens tonight, 1 June, at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts in Toronto.

#Alexei Ratmansky #Greta Hodgkinson #Guillaume Côté #Karen Kain #National Ballet of Canada #Romeo and Juliet

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reversephysics · 7 years

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Hey I was wondering if you could write a eobard thawne x reader about the reader finding out she is pregnant, yeah I know it sounds similar to your Harrison wells x pregnant reader but I really love this idea and write really good all of your writing is creative and I have faith that you will do great if you write this. Ps love your writing

To @bartallenisbae

Already on it...! Again, I normally don’t accept requests at this point since I’m really busy; but, I realized that this prompt perfectly fits a Daddy!Leonard x Reader imagines that I working on, and caters more to Eo’s personality than Leonard’s. As such, I don’t mind switching it.

And don’t worry. It’s a completely different storyline than my E2-Harry Wells piece, so I doubt it’s going to feel redundant. Don’t apologize for asking ^^

That being said though, it won’t be out in a while due to my 80+ pieces I’m still working on; but, check in with me from time to time and I will be more than glad to update you on the piece.

Sincerely yours,reversephysics

P.S. Thank you so much! I appreciate your love and support, as it really means a lot to me

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speechlessxx · 7 years

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Try Harder To Be Discreet. (Barry Allen/The Flash Imagine)

Request: Can I please request a Barry Allen x Reader where she is Harrison Wells' daughter and Barry and the reader have been married for a while now and they want to tell the team that they are expecting a baby. Thanks!

I don’t know if you meant Eobard!Wells, or Harry Wells, or H.R. Wells. So I decided to go with Eo!Wells who isn’t evil in this. I hope you don’t mind!

I know... I’ve been inactive! I really am trying!

I know this is late! I’m sorry!

Requests are open! (Just bear with me)

I hope you enjoy!

You looked down at the small tattoo of a lightning bolt on your ring finger for comfort as you threw up in the S.T.A.R. Labs restroom. It was Barry’s idea, seeing as a wedding band would’ve raised suspicions. It’s been nearly two years since you and Barry started dating. And it’s been about six months since you two were secretly got married. Your relationship was something unplanned, but neither of you had any doubts.

The only problem with the marriage and relationship was that your father, the great Harrison Wells, has yet to be informed about it. Every chance you got to tell him, there was always something that ruined the moment. You knew the more you kept it a secret, the more strained your relationship with your father would be. The mere thought of losing your father made you want to hurl, but that wasn’t the reason as to why you were having morning sickness.

After a few minutes, you got up and composed yourself, fixing your hair in a bun and wiping away your smudged makeup. You quickly left the restroom and went back to your desk, pretending as if nothing happened.

“Caitlin, please check on (Y/N).” Your father said as he monitored the computers, watching Barry’s every movement.

“But Barry’s on a mission-” Caitlin began, but your father shook his head.

“Armed robbery... Barry’s got this.” Caitlin gave you a soft smile before helping you up.

Caitlin knew exactly was wrong with you, but she didn’t want to pry. You wish you invited her to be a witness to your wedding, but since the decision was so spontaneous, Joe and Iris took on the roles.

“Every thing seems to be in order. You don’t have a fever...” Caitlin trailed off as she cleaned off her thermometer. “Did you have anything bad last night?” She asked.

You shook your head as you thought about last night. Barry spent the night trying to make you comfortable and catered to your every need. He even raced to Star City to get Big Belly Burger, the one that always put in extra fries. But you definitely didn’t eat anything that didn’t sit well with you. If anything, it sat quite nicely.

“She seems fine.” Caitlin called out to your father as Barry sped right in. His eyes widened as he took note of you sitting on the hospital bed.

“You okay?” He asked, worry in his eyes. What he really wanted to ask was: is the baby okay?

You nodded. “Just threw up because of something. No biggie.”

“Yes biggie. You could have an ulcer, or some gallbladder diseases, or a brain tumor, (Y/N)!” Cisco yelled out. You raised your eyebrows at him.

And Caitlin gave him a strange look. “Did you look up vomiting causes on WebMD?” She asked. Cisco gave her a sneaky grin and she rolled her eyes. “I promise, you have none of that. Don’t worry... I’m talking to you, Dr. Wells.” You all chuckled as your father’s panic was easily seen on his face.

“I mean she could be pregnant.” Your father stated. Everyone just froze on the spot. You and Barry both looked at him quizzically. None of you were sure if he was joking or not, but the thought of your father finding out this way shook you to your core. “What?”

“W-why do you say that?” You asked, your voice shaking but you attempted to keep it straight.

“People take pictures, (Y/N). Videos, even.” Your father began. “And the funniest thing occurred to me when I saw these videos and photos on the internet... I thought hmm.. why is Barry always running around near (Y/N)’s apartment? You can put together a puzzle like that as quickly as a speedster, can’t you? You randomly getting a lightning tattooed on your ring finger. Barry always worrying about you. You always worrying about Barry. Not to mention we have cameras.”

You and Barry knew the cat was out the bag, but neither of you dared to glance at each other. You both kept your eyes trained on your father. “So how long have you two been together?” Your dad asked.

“Two and a half years.” Barry asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Anything else I might want to know?”

You slowly tip toed over to your husband as you interlaced your fingers. “Um... Six months ago we eloped.” You saw your father’s jaw clench but it slowly released. “And I’m three and a half weeks pregnant.” You and Barry flinched awaiting your father’s wrath, but none came.

“That part I put together on my own seeing as you’re almost always tired, hungry, and if you aren’t at a calmed state, your enraged. Much like your mother.” You smiled, remembering the memories you had of her, a few tears escaped your eyes and Barry rubbing your back soothingly. “I’m mad that I didn’t get to walk my baby girl down the aisle, but we can always redo that part. Barry take care of my girl. And... for the love of God, Try Harder To Be Discreet.”

You walked over to hug your father, crying quietly into his arms. But then Cisco cleared his throat. “We’re definitely redoing that wedding. Barry, what were you thinking? I wasn’t your best man, dude!”

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elfwoodfae · 3 years

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Writing’s On The Wall

Harrison Eo Wells x Reader

Chapter 3- A View To A Kill

I made the moodboard, I edited and found the photos. I don’t mind if you use it as long as you tag me.

Rain drops fall through the sky, the subtle noise filling the silence consuming the house. Suspicion grows within him, when the door opens his eyes travel the expanse of the entrance, the moonlight coming through the skylight seem to be the main source of light as all the other ones are dimmed low, setting a soft ambience, reflecting that of romance. He wheels himself further inside, his eyebrows furrow in curiosity, he doesn’t see you anywhere around, making him wonder why you would be out this late at night.

The deaf silence is interrupted by the faint sound of water running, it’s almost imperceptible but he hears it over the rain. This is his chance to stretch his legs, to burn some of the speed cursing through his veins begging to be released. As he walks up to the decanter on the kitchen island with a drink in mind, his eyes catch the door at the end of the hallway, the one that leads to your room. The need to roll his eyes at himself feels to strong to resist, making him puff out a breath of frustration that seems to appear every time your presence grazes his mind. He walks up to the counter, grabbing the first glass he sees and serving the liquor into it, inhaling the scent before bringing the rim to his lips. His mind races against his will and suddenly the sound of the running water seems to loud and too important. He rolls his eyes, already knowing where this is going before the thought is born.

His eyes find the door again, trying to burn through it, taking an innocent peak inside. He knows himself, it wouldn’t be innocent and it wouldn’t be a peak. He clears his throat, trying to calm his suddenly raising pulse at the simple idea of what lays behind, the indecisive nature of curiosity burning him from the inside out, making him take a split second decision before he can change his mind. Mounting a stance his feet move at their own accord, he feels the crack of electricity as he speeds himself past the door. Once inside he looks around, he hasn’t been here since you started occupying it, not that he would visit it very often but somehow he noticed the details that weren’t there before, just as he notices the discarded clothes laying around, he hears movement coming from the other side of the bathroom door, his eyes snap against the wood as he walks in its direction, his hand grazing the end of the bed, his fingers tangling in a black garment, his eyes momentarily examine it before his hand brings it to his nose against all of his will, as if moving on their own as a way of punishing him, his nostrils filling with the scent of your perfume, one he wishes he could hate as much as he hates you, but instead it weakens him, catching himself a second before a moan can escape his mouth.

He throws the piece of clothing back to the bed before closing the distance to the door, his fingertips caressing the wood as he touches his forehead against it, closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath before committing to the torment it will bring him, as if he was a dead man walking, ready to enter the execution chamber. He phases himself, slotting his body in perfect symmetry with the wall, hiding himself perfectly from your view. His eyes land on the fogged glass door hiding you from him, he can still make out the shape of your body, the contour of your curves and the color of your skin. His breath hitches involuntarily the moment your body faces him, he sees your hands, traveling up your leg, moving closer and closer to the inside of your thigh and he looks away before he can see it reach its destination, feeling as if he may never recover from something like that. Ire fills him once again as the air becomes tense around him, his hands fisting at his sides, fury consumes him at the realization that he doesn’t have any control over his body, he can’t control the reaction you bring out of him. Everything he is, everything he has, has been taken by you and the thought alone makes him see red.

He leaves the room before he looses all of the sanity he has left, speeding to the living room he grabs the armrest of his chair, speeding it with him inside of his room, where he can lock the door and breath for the first times since he entered the bathroom. He whips around, and in two long strides he is standing in front of his bed, his hand wraps around the back of his neck, as his eyes close and his breathing quickens. He can’t, he can’t do this for much longer, he will break or he will break you, the thought of which could happen first tearing him down a little more, he is terrified for the first time in a long time at how easily he is loosing control.

His fingers trail down his neck, the room suddenly feels too hot, his finger hooks on the edge of the collar before pulling it, allowing some air to travel down his chest, he can feel the heat rising, the warmth taking over and the temptation to calm himself down feels the same way water would feel if he had been deserted in the sun for years. Only two more days before he can rid himself of you, he reminds himself. He drops the collar of his sweater back down, the movement allowing the trapped poison of your perfume to invade his nostrils, intoxicating him, only adding kindle to the fire in his pants while the thought of how it would smell on your skin runs through his mind, how would his nose feel running up and down the curve your neck, inhaling you in, as his lips would follow close behind, feeling the warmth of it.

He snaps his eyes open, walking to the bathroom in a hurried step, opening the faucet and splashing some cold water onto his neck and face, he needs to calm down. He is a man, not a teenage boy with a crush who he pretends to hate to gain the affection of. He doesn’t have time for distractions such as lust. Taking in a deep breath to stabilize his nerves, he looks at the reflection in the mirror, a habit he seems to be acquiring, he need to remind himself who he is. After a couple of minutes he leaves his room, wheeling himself into the kitchen, hoping to settle into some resemblance of normality that he so desperately craves.

Your voice breaks the quietness of the place, echoing off the marble countertops, Harrison’s name sounds so foreign in your mouth as you greet him, uttering words he doesn’t care to listen to. He offers you some generic answer while his eyes scan the area surrounding you, a movement you seem to catch on.

“I thought I could make us both dinner, as a thank you for your kindness.” He can’t tell if you are being sarcastic or idiotic but he doesn’t care for either, he doesn’t want to have dinner with you, but he knows there’s a façade to maintain and he can’t blow it all simply because he hates you.

“There’s no need to bother,” he begins to say before you interrupt him, making him purse his lips in a tight line.

“No, no I insist is the least I could do.” You persist and at this point he prefers to humor you.

“Fine, thank you.” He says, gesturing with his hand while his lips offer you the resemblance of a smile.

He notices the way you look through the cabinets, how some things are out of your reach and worry fills him at the thought that you may wonder how he reaches them himself. The thought never crosses your mind, he sees you going about, too busy in your own head to notice the way his eyes linger on your form, on the curve of your back, the nape of your neck. The silence feels asphyxiating, the air is too thick to breathe. Clearing his throat he moves his eyes away from you, waiting to see if he can get your attention.

“Would you mind if I play on some music?” He asks nonchalant, trying to pretend to be pleased and content, which he is failing massively at, to care for your opinion.

“Not at all, go ahead.” Comes your easy reply, your eyes never connecting with his as your hands are too busy moving things around.

The melody begins to play through the house speakers as he taps the tablet attached to his chair, he notices the way your head snaps up and moves in his direction as the classical strings of a violin begin to play.

“I thought you hated classical music, I don’t remember ever seeing you listening to it.” You comment, the accusation innocent in nature, almost as a curious observation, but it only triggers a fight response in him, a wild animal injured and defensive.

“Well it seems you don’t know me at all.” Comes his response, a pretentious smile playing on his lips as the proudness of finally having send a blow your way fills him.

“Yeah… I guess it has been a long time.” Your quiet reply finds his ears and suddenly his short lived victory doesn’t feel as sweet as he expected it to.

A quiet silence falls over you both, the only sound that can be heard is the quiet hum of the food, the soft smell of ingredients lingering in the air. His eyes move about the room, trying to stop themselves from lingering in you too much as the images of your body flashes through his mind, he feels the shadow of excitement beginning to grow on him and he needs to take control of it before it drags him through the roads of hell.

The food is served, in any other circumstances he would have enjoyed it, probably even commented on the preparation, but the most he can muster is a thank you, followed by it looks delicious. He plays around with his fork before bringing some to his mouth, he sees the way your fingers awkwardly move over the table, flickering softly over the surface as you look anywhere but him. Finally some courage seems to fill you as the question that had been nagging you all day comes out to the light.

“I was wondering,” you begin, catching his attention which makes him look at you through the top of his glasses. His face remains calm, neutral, not giving away any detail as to how he may be feeling.

“I noticed there’s no pictures of you, or Tess anywhere.” You complete the sentence, spitting it out, resembling a scare deer about to be hit by a truck, with fear and uncertainty.

He needs to think of his answer for a moment, knowing he had never prepared one since there was no one who was supposed to ever see this far into the house.

“I,” he begins, removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes in what may seem like pain at the memories but in reality is frustration and hate waiting to explode out and scream.

“I can’t bear to look at them, to look at her everyday,” he says, his voice barely a whisper, putting on that performance he knows you will buy, the act of the pained husband, suffering everyday for the loss of his life.

“I can’t look at her everyday and know I will never have her back.” He says, pretending to choke on his voice. Your eyes soften, sudden guilt penetrates you at your indiscretion. Of course he would miss her, he loved her, the words of Christina echos through your mind, how she mention she didn’t even see pain on his eyes in the funeral, but this, right here shows you how much he hurts, how pained he his just at the memory of her.

“I am sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” You hurriedly say, trying to soften the blow.

“No it’s okay.” He wipes his hands across his eyes, pretending to dry the imaginary tears threatening to escape. He will do anything to sell you his act.

“Which reminds me, I have something to show you.” You excitedly exclaim, getting up from the table without even acknowledging him or excusing yourself, how inconsiderate of you. Even though he knows he is being a brat himself.

He hears your footsteps approaching the dining room, hurried steps as you approach him, holding something in your hand.

“I found it at home while doing some cleaning.” He sees the way your eyes shine with emotion as you offer him the item, kneeling down next to him as your eyes look up at his face, waiting for his reaction; it seems to be some kind of tacky bracelet, it’s silver, with a four leaf clover. What kind of bracelet is this? He wonders, knowing he could never have such a bad taste to pick something so horrendous.

“It’s… nice,” he looks at it, pretending to be interested he grabs it from your hands, your fingers brushing momentarily and he has to hold back the flicker of speed he feels forming at the contact.

“You don’t remember this?” He hears the disappointment in your voice, he is walking on eggshells here.

“You gave it to me, you brought it back for me, from your honeymoon with Tess.” You explain, and he feels the shakiness that has taken over your voice.

“Yes, you are right, forgive me, my memory seems… to trick me.” He is trying to save the situation but he doubts you will be satisfied.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” You tell him in a hurry, taking the bracelet out of his fingers.

“I will retire for the night.” You continue as you walk over to your plate, taking it and moving it to the kitchen, he notices the way your demeanor changes, how you seem almost saddened that he doesn’t remember it, and instead of bringing him joy, it only annoys him further and not for the reason he wishes it did.

“Good night.” He nods, as his eyes follow your form as you sprint to your room. He sights, removing his glasses for good and throwing them on the table, he is fucking up big time, he is loosing focus and he is two steps behind in this checkmate, he is aware he is the one that made the mistake second to last.

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austarus · 7 years

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Harrison Wells (Eobard Thawne) x Reader Time Vault

Imagine at the end of the day always meeting up with Eowells in the Time Vault…

You snuck into the Time Vault waiting for Eo. The security was pretty lax here, but you didn’t want to take any chances in getting caught. Especially after you lied to the team about going home early for your puppy. Sitting down on one of the chairs with a blanket wrapped around you, you thought back to how this happened. You couldn’t say that you didn’t have a crush on the man.

You found out who Harrison Wells really was after accidently seeing his leg movements and later confronting him about it. Which lead to the genius scientist to grudgingly spill his secret, but you promised Eobard that you wouldn’t tell anyone. He told you of his plan of needing Barry to get back home (you didn’t know that he was going to hurt Barry after) so you helped him. Taking on small missions of obtaining items and motivating the Scarlet speedster, in exchange for Dr. Wells to protect you. Over time the man in the yellow suit became fond of you. You were so determined to help him go home that you seemed put yourself in danger a couple of times. Saving you gave Eobard a sense of purpose in this era. He thought of you less as a tool (like he did with Barry) and more like a partner he needed. The fact that you stayed willingly made him want to keep you even more.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t hear the wheelchair stroll into the Time Vault. Eobard stood up and walked to your chair from behind. He looked down at your small frame and covered your eyes, smiling when he heard you gasp at the loss of vision.

“Guess who?”

You smiled at the gruff voice, “Eobard.”

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nightwingswing · 7 years

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"Give her back" (Eobard Thawne x reader)

Hello, my little wings! How are you doing? I hope you are fine and dandy!

So were 191+ ‘Wings now! wow! I’m so happy!

Also, I’ll try to update more often as I got pretty interesting prompsts, If you got any I’m always open to new prompts! Oh, by the way, “STOP THAT WEDDING!” and “THE FAMILY’S GIRL” will be updated the next week! So you still can vote what the reader will do netx in “STOP THAT WEDDING!”.

Requested by: @wennbergbabe

Request: Hello! :) could you do a cute and cuddly Eobard Thawne imagine where the reader and him stay at home all day cuddling and he's super sweet, cuddly, loving, dorky, and adorable but not too drastic I mean he's still eobard lol. They share their feelings and he knows that he will do anything to keep her safe with him and something happens to the reader and he does anything to get them back safe even asking for help or it can just be cute and fluffy up to you . Thank you! ❤️ (sorry if that's a mess)

Hope you enjoy!!

You here sitting comfortably in the ledge of your window, drinking a (f/d). You had had a long day at work today and you were compensating the bad day indulging in your favorite drink with your comfy blanket over your shoulders.

You sighed and took a sip of your drink when suddenly the air around you violently changed, making your drink fall to the ground. You pouted.

“Eo, can’t you come in more quietly? I dunno, like a normal person would?”

Eobard Thawne smirked at you and gave your nose a little kiss.

“Where would be the fun in that?” His smirking lips where shut by your lips. You kissed him sweetly before sighing.

“I missed you” He smiled at you and before you could know it he had gotten you up , sat where you were before and put you between his legs with a new (f/d) in your hands.

“I did too,(y/n). You have no idea how I missed your soft body” His hands around your waist tightened. “Your sweet scent” His nose sniffed your neck before he started kissing it, up and down. You giggled but when he bite your sweet spot and you moaned. “The sounds you make.” Eobard smirked in your neck.

“Eo, stop teasing me!” You poked him in the ribs and he grumbled.

“You little minx!” He took you in his arms and quickly got the two of you in your room. You let a breath escape from your lips as your back touched the soft mattress. The drink you were having been in Thawne’s hands, he drank it and quickly got above you and kissed you lips. His hands groped your butt and made you groan. Eo took advantage of that and poured the drink that was in his mouth in yours. You broke the kiss and coughed.

“Eobard! Don’t do that-” Eobard’s tongue invaded your mouth before you could say “boo”. You moaned as his hands wandered south. Eobard smirked as his hands were teasingly close to your most sensitive part. Your hips raised, seeking for friction. Eobard smirked.

“Look who’s now a lil bit desperate? Craving my touch, (n/n)?”

That little s*it.

You were going to show him who’s the boss.

You smiled cutely to Eo, distracting him with your hands that where going up his chest, caressing his skin. He was so distracted that you could invert your position. Now, you were sitting in Eobard’s tights. He let out a breath as he hadn’t see that coming. His eyes darkened with lust as you smirked confidently at him and getting teasingly close to his lips.

“Who’s craving now, Thawne?”

You know what goes up now…

Wink wink wonk ;)

////*\\\\

The two of you were cuddling in your couch, bathing in the afterglow. Eobard smiled at you as he whispered in your ear.

“I love you, (y/n) (l/n).”

“I love you too, Eobard Thawne.”

You kissed him chastely before going up. Eobard complained childish.

“Where are you going, (y/n)???” He asked.

“I have to go to work ,Eo. You know that.”

“But, (y/n)… stay here and cuddle me!” Eo’s arms circled around your waist and pulled you towards the couch. Thawne hid his face in your hair, bathing in your sweet aroma.

“Stay. You deserve a day off. And I deserve a day of your undivided attention.”

You puffed but agreed. Eobard quickly grabbed your phone and called your boss, saying that you had a bad night and were really sick and that it has very contagious, comment that got you to poke his ribs again. The boss seemed to buy Eo’s lie and before you knew it he had ended the call and was kissing your cheek.

“I’m such a good liar, aren’t I, (n/n)?” He smiled proudly.

“Well, seeing as you fooled the Flash and his friends for 15 years, I think you are.” You blowed a raspberry kiss on Eobard’s neck and you got him to laugh.

You were the only one that could do that.

“You know I could never lie to you.”

“I hope you don’t even try to do that. Or I’ll have to castrate you.”

He laughed and kissed you.

“I love how evil you can be”

You smiled, a threatening glint in your eyes.

He has no idea, right?

No idea.

////*\\\\\

“Eo! I’m hungry!” You wined. “I want your delicious homemade food!”

Eobard indulged to your wishes in the end, making your favorite.

After a while he sat in front of you again, and put your food in his lap.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“I’m going to fed you, duh!” You raised an eyebrow.

“But, Eo-”

“No complaints, young lady. Today is your day”

You opened your mouth and Thawne’s delicious food’s flavor invaded your senses. You moaned happily.

“There’s a catch in all of this, right?” Eobard feigned outraged surprise.

“A catch?! Me? Never!” But his smirk said otherwise.

You hummed. It doesn’t matter, you were going to enjoy this day to the end.

“My little princess is enjoying her home made food??” He said teasingly.

“Dork” You smiled as Eobard gave you an eskimo kiss.

“Love you too”

////*\\\\

You had fallen asleep above Eobard. He had pulled you over him and pulled a blanked over your bodies. The rapid beating of his heart, his warm and his scent helped you to fall asleep. Thawne’s hand caressed you forehead and hair as he remembered how lucky he was and how glad he was of meeting you.

He had met you as Harrison Wells, and he truly fell in love with you. He knew seeking a relationship with you was impossible and once his secret was out you would leave him and then you would be in danger.

And he couldn’t bring you to his time.

But he was to selfish.

He loved- truly loved you.

After years of perfect relationship he decided to tell you.

He knew you would leave him. All the people he loved leaved him.

But you didn’t.

You were mad, really really mad.

But you didn’t leave him.

After a year of asking for forgiveness and doing whatever that was on his hands he enamored you with the real him.

And so your relationship grew.

Eobard’s fingers tangled in your soft (h/c) tresses as he admired you perfect eyebrows , your (thick/thin) eyelashes, that perfect nose he loved to kiss and those plump sweet (thin/full) lips.

He will never let anyone hurt you.

Not Flash.

Not any of his enemies.

Not even himself.

He would kill them before they could even touch you.

After he meet you for the first time, he thought you were a little bit annoying and you thought he hated you. But you grew on him and he slowly started falling in love with you.

That was the time when one abusive asshole was trying to hurt you, and before you could call the police he disappeared.

No one saw him again.

It happened again on time you were getting mugged.

You thought you had a guardian angel.

You were able to see him once.

A man clad in yellow –pants turned black- with a red bolt on his chest. He seemed to be vibrating as you couldn’t see his face, only his red eyes.

“Thank you” He nodded and all the air in your lungs seemed to get caught there.

When you opened your eyes you were in your home. You had to sit down as you were dizzy. You thought it has all a dream, that nothing was real.

Until you saw the (f/f) and the note.

After he told you his identity he had to stop doing it. You said it was too risky for him, “What if the Flash catches you?” You asked him. He stopped because you told him.

But it killed him inside.

The fact of not being able to be himself when you’re out. The fact that he can’t protect you without raising suspicion.

Once his secret was out, he couldn’t go out with you. Because if the Flash saw him, he would put you two away.

Flash could touch him.

But he could never touch you.

He would have to pass over his dead body before he as much as touches you.

Eobard felt your stirring and he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. He felt your lips kissing his neck and telling him to sleep. He got up, carrying you bridal style and dropping you softly in your bed, he soon followed you as he let himself fall in the mattress and the warmness of your body.

He fell asleep with a real smile on his face.

////*\\\\

It had been day since Eobard last saw you.

And he was getting restless, and desperate.

His paranoia got the best of him.

What if The Flash had catch the two of you together?

What if somebody had kidnapped you?

What if they had hurt you?

What if they had killed you?

Thawne’s eyes became slits as he thought of who probably had you kidnaped. He opened your closet and pushed a hidden button. Your closet opened and there stood the Reverse Flash uniform.

S*it was going down.

////*\\\\

After days of searching all around the world, the Reverse Flash didn’t know what to do.

He was getting more and more desperate.

So desperate he had turned to his enemy.

Barry, Cisco and Caitlin with Harry.

“Thawne! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?” Asked Cisco.

Barry had changed to his Flash uniform and had Eobard immobilized against the wall.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, THAWNE. ?! YOU’RE GOING TO BACK TO PRISON!”

“NO! PLEASE FLASH. I NEED YOUR HELP! “ Eobard pleaded.

Barry stopped for a minute, looking at Eobard’s eyes.

“What do you need me for? To betray me again?”

“NO! Somebody has kidnapped (y/n)! I’ve been looking for her since then! I can’t find her, please! I need your help! She’s innocent! She didn’t do anything!”

Barry’s hold on Thawne’s neck eased and the Reverse Flash fell on the ground.

“…” Barry looked at Eobard and saw the worry and panic in his eyes.

“I’ll regret saying this but Alright, I’ll help you”

“WHAT?!” Said Cisco and Harry.

“(y/n) is my friend and even if she has a bad taste in boyfrieds, I’ll help her”

“Do you have any idea of who may have her?” Caitlin asked.

“ Yes.”

“Who?” Asked Barry.

“Her ex. He was a meta, a dangerous one. He was abusive and she broke up with him, then he became more obsess with her and I saved her from him. I thought I killed him, but it seems like I failed.”

“Like in everything you do” Coughed Cisco. Eobard glared at him.

“What’s his name”

“(e/n) (l/n). Best known as Hellfreeze.”

“Got him. He’s in an abandoned factory in Keystone.”

“Let’s go”

Flash and the Reverse Flash speed off towards Keystone. In a matter of seconds they were in the factory. Eobard tried to speed inside but was held back by Flash.

“Let me go! I need to save her! I promised myself I won’t let anyone hurt her!”

“STOP! AND THINK FOR A MINUTE!”

“If you rush inside, he’ll kill her! Stop and think for a minute!”

“NO!”

“OKAY! WE’LL DO THIS, I’LL GET INSIDE AND YOU VIBRATE ENOUGH SO HE CAN’T SEE YOU. YOU GET BEHIND HIM AND KNOW HIM DOWN.”

“LET’S GO, NOW”

“KNOW.HIM.DOWN!”

But Eobard wasn’t there anymore.

“S*it.” Barry speeded in, following the sounds of the creep talking.

He stopped in front of a room that seemed closed, he kicked it open and entered. There he saw you tied up to a chair and that creep with a knife to your neck.

“Barry!” You shouted thought the gag.

“Drop the knife, (e/n). This doesn’t have to end badly.”

“WHY? I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO LOSE.”

“Drop the knife, (y/n) isn’t at fault. You were. Give her back.”

“(Y/N) IS THE ONE THAT LEAVED ME! WITHOU HER I AM NOTHING!” He grabbed you by your hair and pulled you towards him. “IF YOU HAVEN’T LEAVED ME, WE WON’T BE HAVING THIS PROBLEM. You know, babe. I still love you, and I am disposed to forgive you and take you back.” He took the gag from your mouth and you spited him in the face.

“Go to hell, asshole.” His face warped in rage. He raised his hand disposed to hit you but before he could as much as move it, Reverse Flash grabbed it and broke it with his strong hold.

“Don’t you know, it’s illegal to abuse people? Well Surprise! It is! And the one you were about to hit is my girlfriend. And I don’t take kindly threats towards my love.” As Eobard said this he had already broke your ex’s arm and hand. The flash used this distraction to let you out of your bonds.

“Are you okay, (y/n)? Did he do something to you?”

“No, he only tried to brainwash me again.” You rubbed your wrist, were the bonds leaved red angry marks. Barry hugged you and you returned the embrace.

“We miss you, (y/n). You never returned to the lab.”

“I thought you wouldn’t let me in again. I knew who he was, Barry, he told me a few months before you found out.”

“I know. But you are my friend, if you had come and explained yourself…I don’t hate you, (y/n), I never did and never will. Cisco, Caitlin, Iris… we miss you.”

“ARGH! I’M DONE WITH THIS! EVERYONE IS GOING TO DOWN!!!!!” The creep threatened to use his powers and the room suddenly got hotter. “IF YOU AREN’T MINE, NOBODY WILL HAVE YOU-AGH!” Eobard vibrated his hand that pierced the crazy criminal’s heart, killing him instantly.

“I would have preferred torturing you a bit, but you threatened my love again. You had to go.” Thawne kicked the corpse of the crazy man as Barry yelled his name in rage.

“THAWNE! I TOLD YOU TO KNOCK HIM DOWN!”

“Sorry, Flash. Don’t have time for you. The love of my life and I are going, you see, when we go back you will put me behind bars again and sorry but that can’t be allowed.” The reverse Flash speed up towards the two of you, knocked Barry down and took you bridal style, kissing you desperately.

“I’m so sorry, (n/n). I should have been faster. I should have been there for you, I.” You shut him up by taking his breath away in a passionate kiss. Your foreheads touched as the two of you breathed.

“I love you, (y/n).”

“I love you too, Eobard Thawne.”

Eobard speed with you in his arms, taking you towards your home.

///*\\\

When Barry woke up, he fought the dizziness of being knocked down. He remembered all that happened, the fight, your words, Thawne’s betrayal…

“Thawne….” Barry snarled.

He speed to the lap and asked Cisco and Caitlin to locate where were you living now. As you had moved in after the whole Eowells fiasco.

“What happened, man?” Asked Cisco.

“You were right, he betrayed me and killed (y/n)’s crazy ex.” Barry rubbed his eyes, tired.

“We told you so” Said Harry.

“She’s living in the 13th avenue of Central. Barry, please. Come back with my best friend.”

“Got it.” Barry disappeared in a matter of seconds, leaving a sad Caitlin that only wanted her best friend back, Cisco who rubbed Caitlin’s shoulder reassuringly

“He’ll come back with her, don’t worry.” Caitlin smiled at Cisco and rubbed the hand that was on her shoulder.

“Thanks Cisco.” She smiled and Cisco smiled back.

And Harry that only rolled his eyes and got back to what he was working on.

When the Flash made it to your home, your things had disappeared. As if there had never lived someone. Barry grabbed a little note attached to the fridge with a smiling thunderbolt magnet. He grabbed the note and the magnet. He had given this magnet to you back when he had just started being flash, he thought you had threw it away.

His hold on the magnet tighten as he read Thawne’s note.

“You weren’t fast enough, Barry Allen.

Again”

Barry threw the magnet toward your mirror, breaking it in a million pieces.

He fell to the ground and crawled until he found the magnet again, with the impact it had broken in half. He grabbed it, the mirror pieces tearing his flesh.

He had lost a loved one , again.

Good job, Barry Allen, Good job.

Hot angry tears fell towards the only thing he had that was yours, and that he had broken in two.

Like your heart a long time ago.

////*\\\\

“Are you sure they won’t find us here?” You asked Eobard as he was putting away the groceries you had just bought.

“Of course, my love. We are in Europe! They’ll never find us here!”

“But It’s so hot in here!” You wined.

“Well, where in the south part of Europe. Or maybe it’s because I am in the room with you” He smirked

“you flirty Dork, you.” You smiled at him as he hugged you, laughing.

“But, I am your dork.”

Eobard kissed you and you quickly kissed back.

“There nobody knows us, where free to start over.”

“Together?”

“Always” Eobard turned on the radio and a slow, romantic song was playing. His hands circled your waist and swayed your bodies to the rhythm of the song. He hummed the song in your ear, making you giggle.

“You dork!” You turned towards him and kissed you. The two of you keep swaying together while kissing slowly.

(The place where the reader and Eobard moved is my country. Can you guess which one it is?)

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