#harrison harry wells

[stars-are-just-ghosts]

11. Kiss Me by Dermot Kennedy

1. Whump (physical)

Cisco gets whumped in the field. Barry rushes him back to star labs. Harry helplessly watches as Caitlin works to stop the bleeding. He keeps thinking that he's going to lose Cisco like he lost Tess. Cisco notices that Harry is panicking, and decides to distract him. So he asks Harry to kiss him. Harry doesn't need to be told twice (lol). As they kiss, Cisco holds Harry's face with his right hand. Harry grabs it, and holds it with both his hands and doesn't let go until Cisco gets the all clear, and Harry can take him home.

Here you go! Sorry this took so long to write, work was insane today. I know it's not entirely what you asked for, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! Thank you so much for this prompt! * * * https://archiveofourown.org/works/62034436

[i-have-all-these-freakin-uwus]

I jokingly say that it’s people’s canon event to fall for Miguel O’Hara

But y’all it’s not a joke anymore

I partially fell for Harry Wells for the exact same reason

[yourthoughtsjim]

Have a very specific meme

[the-travelling-witch]

“if i had a nickel for every time there was a love interest in an otome game named gilbert, with a black/white/golden colour scheme, red eyes and a eyepatch covering his left eye, i’d have two nickles. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice”

“and if i had a nickel for every time there was a love interest in an otome game with blue-green eyes, dirty blond hair and white/teal clothes holding a gun to the mc’s head, i’d have two nickles. which also isn’t a lot but, again, it’s weird that it happened twice”

[leekiings]

have no idea if i like this but it was just a study and i just wanted to draw tom cavanagh (but harry wells specifically) so. yeah lol

[atommadly]

It’s no secret that The Flash fandom isn’t as active as it used to be. The show has ended, and the buzz has quieted. Sometimes, it feels like I’m writing for a ghost town, posting fics and headcanons into the void, wondering if anyone is still out there who loves these characters as much as I do.

But I can’t help it—I’m still here. I still love writing for these characters, especially the Wellses (yes, all of them!), and I don’t see myself stopping anytime soon. There’s something comforting about diving into the world of Team Flash, even if it’s just for me.

That said, I’d love to connect with others who are still hanging around this fandom. If you’re also clinging to the lightning bolt and still love talking about The Flash, let’s be mutuals! 🥰

Whether you’re here for Barry, the Wellses, Reverse Flash, WestAllen, Snowbarry, or just reminiscing about the good old days, I’d love to geek out about the show with you. Let’s share ideas, reblog posts, talk headcanons, and keep this little corner of Tumblr alive.

If you’re still in the fandom, drop a comment or reblog. Let’s find each other in the Speed Force! 💛⚡

[adriellej]

Rough Days

Warnings: Explicit contents. Unprotected sex. Oral giving and receiving. Vaginal sex. 

Pairings: Harry Wells x Reader.

Word count:

Beginning 1: 2.1K+

Beginning 2: 3.8K+

In total: 4.7K+

Part 2

A/N: Smutty smut smut. It’s only my second time doing this, so hope it’s okay. Just had a good idea, and there’s probably going to be a part two, where they have to deal with it if you want it? Also, there are two types of beginnings to it. One where Reader is already drunk and Harry finds her, and one where they get drunk together! Have fun! 

Also, unprotected sex is a no-no, bad idea, don’t condone it!

Also GIF's aren't mine!

Reader already drunk beginning:

The past few days had been tough for you. The metas Alchemy was creating kept showing up everywhere, the metas already created by the particle accelerator explosion seemed to try to keep up with Alchemy's. 

Captain Singh wasn’t making it easy at the precinct. He had benched you because of the lack of sleep and focus you were having, you were acting out over the smallest things. So naturally you had needed some time away from everything. Away from home, away from work, and away from people. 

The team had gone home for the day a few hours ago, and you had made your way to the lounge area of S.T.A.R. labs and the fridge you knew had beers in it. You didn’t quite keep to the beers, you had also managed to find a flask of whiskey and tequila. 

By now you had gotten quite the buzz going, the music was playing from the speakers as you downed yet another shot of tequila. The liquor burned its way down your throat and you scrunched up your nose before biting into a piece of lime and shaking your head at it. 

“Whooo, I should do this more often,” You laughed to yourself. You had always been the type of drunk person who would end up being a happy-go-lucky kind of person. 

“Y/N, what are you doing?” A rasped voice pulled you away from your endeavor. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of you. Harrison Wells with his black jumper and slick black jeans. His dark hair was slightly ruffled with a few strands sticking out to the sides. His expression was stern yet with a glimpse of amusement. 

“Harryyyyyy, hiii!” You slightly yelled out over the music. “What does it look like I’m doing though?” You questioned him back with a grin on your face as you took a swig of your whiskey. You didn’t wait for his answer as you continued. “I’m having my own little party, and quite honestly I’m having the absolute best time!” You lifted your glass in your hand and made your way over to Harry swaying ever so lightly on your way. 

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” He looked at you with a little bit of concern in his eyes as he gripped onto your arms to keep you standing upright and not tumbling over. Your hands wound up on his as you realized which kind of muscles he was hiding under that jumper. You squinted your eyes at him and began to make a pout with your lips. It didn’t last long before your lips turned upwards and your eyes were filled with enjoyment and carefreeness. 

“Actually I don’t think so, and you mister,” You said as you poked Harry in the chest hard enough for him to be swayed a bit backward. “Won’t take my fun away,” You finished before breaking out into a full laugh. Harry chuckled at you and your behavior. 

“Actually come to think of it, you should join my fun!” Your lips turned into a smirk as you went to get a glass of whiskey for Harry. “We deserve a bit of fun and downtime,” You said momentarily your voice was laced with seriousness. 

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” He chuckled with his beautiful smile ever so lightly creating his dimples. “Somebody has to make sure you’re okay,” He continued as he gestured with his hand to you. 

“You don’t have to worry about me, I’m fantastic,” You answered as you went over to him with the glass of whiskey in your hand. “Here, drink up my friend!” You spoke attempting to sound serious, just to have your smile betray you. Harry took the glass from you and took a swig of it causing you to smile even wider. 

“So you’re in?” You questioned with a small expectant giggle at the end of it. 

“I’m in,” He says with a wink and a smirk at you, rendering your knees to go soft on you. He takes another swig of the whiskey emptying the glass. He handed it over to you and you gladly took it to get him a refill. 

“We need to get you up to speed with me,” You smiled mischievously at him. You sat down a shot glass in front of him and poured some tequila into it. “Let me borrow your hand,” You said as you held out your own. He does as you tell him and you lick at the back of his hand before pouring some salt on it. “Salt, shot, and lime,” You tell him. He looked at you, his mouth slightly agape. His eyes had darkened at the action you had made.

“Earth to Harry?” You asked as you waved your hand in front of his face, your own face confused with a cocked eyebrow. “Yes?” He cleared his throat before speaking, followed by a big swallow causing his adams apple to bob. 

“Did you hear anything of what I said?” You let out a laugh that came from the bottom of your stomach. 

“Right, yes I did,” He licked the salt from his hand, took the shot, and bit into the lime. His face scrunched up by the taste of the liquor hitting the back of his throat. You made him take quite a lot more, you took some with him to keep your own high buzz going. 

Reader and Harry getting drunk together:

You were walking into S.T.A.R. labs with the rest of the team. It had been a tough fight with the current metas roaming the streets of Central City. Alchemy was creating quite a lot on the way, and every damn meta in this town seemed to be out for blood. 

You threw your backpack on the floor beside the central console of the cortex. You flopped down on a chair in front of the computer, taking your guns out of your holsters and putting them down on the table. 

“I swear Y/N, if one of those goes off on my computer, you’d wish hell was freezing over,” Cisco pointed at you. 

“Oh relax Cisco, the safety is on,” You say as you look at them, realizing that you might have forgotten that in the heat of the moment, or maybe more in the tiredness of the moment. “Or now it is at least,” You mumbled to yourself. 

“What was that?” Cisco asked his eyes squinting at you. “Nothing!” You laughed it off, knowing he would in fact kill you if you ruined his computers. 

“That’s what I thought,” He laughed back at you. 

“You do know he means it right?” Harry spoke with a serious face as he sat down beside you. You looked over at him with amusement in your eyes. 

“Is Harrison Wells afraid of what Cisco might do?” You joked. You thought you were funny, but looking at Harry’s face you thought differently. His eyes were hard as he looked at you. It felt like he was looking right through you. You swallowed thickly at the hard glare he was giving you.

“I’m not afraid of Ramon,” His voice was hoarse and low but laced with a hint of worry. Cisco’s computers and satellites were his everything, and having seen it be blown up a few times, both you and Harry knew he would hurt whoever hurt his tech. 

“Well, we’re going home for the day,” Barry and Iris smiled as she spoke. “I’m more than ready to go home and get some sleep. We’ll see you all tomorrow,” She continued and waved at everyone. So did Barry as they left the building. 

“I’m going to follow them. Cisco can you drive me home?” Caitlin asked her friend. Caitlin had had a rough time lately, she didn’t talk much about it, but you knew she would when she was ready for it. 

“Are you coming along too, Y/N?” Cisco asked grabbing his jacket from the console in front of you. 

“Nah, I’ll stay here for a while. I’m gonna see what it is we’re missing with Alchemy and all these new metas that are popping up. Thanks for asking though!” You smiled and gave a thumbs up to let him know you meant it. 

“Don’t you think it would be a good idea to go home and rest?” Harry asked beside you with a soft smile. You loved to see him smile, even more because it wasn’t so often he did. 

“No, really it’s all good. I want to be here, no need to go home to an empty apartment anyway,” You spoke as you looked away from him and back to the computers in front of you. 

Harry nodded at you and walked away, probably to go work on his own Alchemy project. You started to type away, going through every piece of evidence you had on Alchemy. 

You rubbed your eyes and looked at the clock. It felt like you had been sitting with it for hours, but there had only been 40 minutes. Realizing that you weren’t going to get much done you walked to the lounge, grabbing two glasses and pouring some whiskey into them.

Turning the corner into Harry’s lab you saw him looking at the clear board with equations on it, his white marker in his hand. You had been right when you thought he would be working.  You knocked at the entrance causing him to turn around and look at you. 

“What?” He asks gruffly and you raise the two glasses of whiskey in your hands. 

“Wanna have a drink with me?” You asked politely entering his workshop. 

“Uh, sure,” His answer was short but held a lot of meaning. He never stopped working, so his saying yes was a win for you. “Any particular reason?” He questioned as you handed him one of the glasses. 

“Can’t we just enjoy a drink without there has to be a reason for it?” You asked cockily with raised eyebrows. It earned you a small laugh from the Earth-Two scientist. You looked at him surprised at his response to it. “Maybe we should do it more often if it earns laughs from you,” You jokingly continued. 

“Don’t count on it,” He replied deeply, though there was still a small smile hiding behind the glass. You raised your glass to him and took a sip of the liquor. The burning sensation was welcoming in your throat. The small interaction you and Harry had was nice. Your life had been a mess lately so when you had emptied your glasses, you had stayed with Harry while he went back to work.  

“Are you just going to sit there for the rest of the night?” He asked looking over his shoulder and back at you. 

“Well actually I’d say yes, but then I thought we could also decide to have our way of resting,” You smiled at him as you took your feet down from his desk and turned all the way towards him. His features looked questioningly at the statement you had made. “We could go drink some more whiskey. Pretty sure we both could need some time away from Alchemy?” The last part you said as a question as you waited for his response. 

“And why would you think that?” Harry’s usual hard look and closed-offness showed. 

“Because Harry, you have been staring at the same equation for the past hour and gotten nowhere,” You told him gesturing to the board in front of him. His stare felt like it could shoot daggers at you for having said that, but you knew he was agreeing with you when a small nod came in your direction.  “Cool, let’s go then,” You said snapping your fingers in the direction of the lounge you had picked up the whiskey in before. 

A few whiskeys in you were both talking a lot more loosly about what was troubling you. As Harry, you weren’t one who cared much for sharing too many feelings or problems. They were your own, and yours to deal with. 

“I could have sworn you had just decided to spend most of your time here, just like Barry usually does now,” Harry stated as he looked slightly surprised at you for your confession. 

“Nope, Captain Singh asked me, or more made me, stay home and take care of myself. He sent my ass home, and I can’t just sit at home doing nothing, so here I am,” You threw your arms out to the side as you took a small bow in the chair. 

It earned you one of the rare laughs from Harry. Either it was the alcohol talking or maybe Harry was actually enjoying himself a little. You decided to go with the latter, making it so much easier to just smile and forget things for a while. 

You stood up to grab the flask of whiskey, only to realize it was empty. You looked through the cupboards to see if you could find something else. A devilish smile crept on your lips as you grabbed the flask and stood up. “Harry!” You yelled out. His body shot towards you at your sudden outburst. “I have found something better than whiskey,” You smiled from ear to ear shaking the tequila bottle in your hand. “We are so going to take some tequila shots!” You laughed out loud at the expression on Harry’s face. 

“No, we are most certainly not,” He replied coldly as he stood up and started to leave, and you knew how you could make him stay. 

“Harry, it’s a task, and you solve tasks right?” He stopped dead in his tracks and you could almost imagine the expression on his face and that joyed you even more. You knew you had won. 

“Fine!” He exclaimed and turned back to you, a few large strides and he was on the other side of the island. 

“Do you know how to?” You asked hesitantly not knowing how much drinking he had done on Earth-Two and in his younger days. “Did you just ask me if I know how to do tequila shots? How old do you think I am?” He said slightly annoyed before he broke out a dimple-filled smile. You broke out into a real fit of laughter before answering him. 

“I’m so sorry Harry, that sounded terrible,” Leaning forwards on the table in front of you, you half smacked yourself in the head when you put it into your hand. 

“C’mon, pour it Y/L/N!” He chuckled as he pushed the shot glass over in your direction. You found the salt and cut out the limes you had found in the fridge. You weren’t quite sure why the team even had this here, but you weren’t about to be mad at it. 

You clinked your glasses together before shooting it down. You both shook your heads and looked at each other, smiles spreading as you continued to pour tequila into your glasses.

“Right, let’s see,” You say with an idea in your head. You licked your own hand as you put it to your neck, you leaned your neck to the side as you drizzled salt on it and the lime in your hand. “Let’s go, Harrison,” You smiled playfully at him, his eyes glistening with just as much playfulness. 

He stepped close to you, your chests touching each other, his hands on your hips. You leaned your head to the side giving him access to lick the salt off of you. His tongue was warm to your skin sending shivers down your spine. You had to bite your lip to stifle a moan from escaping your lips. He stayed at your neck a little longer than he needed to and kissed you on the neck as his face left your neck. Downing the shot you had poured him, he looked for the lime and you smiled brightly with it between your teeth. 

It didn’t take long for Harry to catch on to what you wanted. A smirk danced across his lips before crashing them to yours to bite the lime. His lips were soft on yours. He tasted of a mix of tequila, lime, and whiskey. You spat out the lime before going back to kissing him. Your arms snaked around his neck drawing him closer to you. He gladly accepted and deepened the kiss. His tongue slid across your lower lip and you quickly granted him access. 

Your tongue felt like it fit perfectly with his as they danced and explored together. The kiss was filled with need, a hunger, for each other. Damn his an amazing kisser, you thought to yourself as you got completely lost in his intoxicating kiss. You broke apart after a few minutes needing to catch your breaths. 

His crystal blue eyes looked into yours, they were darker than usual, filled with arousal. Your chest was heaving for breaths and Harry pulled away from you. You whined as you lost the heat from his warm body. 

“I’m sorry,” He spoke lowly as he started to pull completely away from you. You grabbed the jumper in your hands and pulled him towards you. “Harry shut up and kiss me again,” You ordered your own eyes filled with lust. It didn’t take long for him to oblige to your command, his hands roaming your entire body. 

He pushed you backward till you reached the countertop and boxed you in between his body and the table. Your fingers tangled themselves in his dark locks as you pulled lightly at them. A hum escaped his throat as he kissed his way down from your jaw to your ear nibbling lightly at your earlobe before moving down to your neck. 

His kisses left your skin on fire. A burning sensation was starting to grow in your stomach and between your legs. You wanted him. You needed him. 

“Harry,” You whimpered in response to his kisses, licks and sucks. He was sure to leave marks on you. His hand moved in between your legs cubbing the outsides of your cunt, grinding at it with his hand. 

Several moans left your throat involuntarily. You couldn’t help it, this man was doing so much to you. He was humming in response to your moans. His lips went back to yours. You could feel the grin on his lips as he kissed you. 

His hands grabbed around your thighs hoisting you to sit on the countertop, keeping your legs spread to make space for him in between. You locked your legs around his waist pulling him as close to you as you could.

He grinded against you and you met his grinds with your own. You could feel his arousal, rock hard and ready for you. A groan left Harry’s lips at your movements and a smirk appeared on your lips. This time it was you breaking the kiss to make it to his neck leaving open-mouthed kisses. As you bit slightly into his skin, an animalistic groan left his throat, as you left a mark on him. 

“Either you stop and we go to my room, or continue and I’ll take you right here,” His voice was low and lust-filled as he spoke. The words hit you as you leaned in to whisper in his ear. 

“Oh I’m not nearly done, Harrison Wells,” you mused his name and it seemed to have the effect you wanted it to. Harry gripped your hips tightly and pulled you closer to him as his lips crashed with yours. The kiss was filled with need as you were both losing control of yourselves. 

One of his hands traced under your shirt and up to your breast and grabbed it. Your body ached for him as your chest shot forward at the feeling of his fingers pinching your nipple. His hand let go of your breast only to discard the clothing in front of it. He kissed down your neck and down to your chest and sucked lightly at your nipple as his other hand traced up your thigh toward your wet spot. 

“Oh god, Harry,” You moaned out at the heat pooling inside of you. 

“Mmh, what?” He looked down at you with a big smirk on his lips, his normally blue eyes almost completely dark from lust. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” You looked up at him whining. “But now we’re at it, you have too many clothes on,” You smiled innocently up at him as your hands glided toward the hem of his jumper. He chuckled deeply before lifting his arms up to discard his jumper. 

Your mouth fell open as your eyes roamed his torso. His chiseled muscles showed as he flexed a little under your stare. Clothes did him dirty. 

“My eyes are up here Y/N,” He pulled you from your trance. Your cheeks flushed as you looked down shyly. His fingers went under your chin to make you look up at him. “Like what you see?” He muses with amusement.

“I mean, have you looked yourself in the mirror?” You spoke as your eyes darted down to his chest again. Your tongue darted over your lips as you took all of him in again. “How can I not like what I see?” You continued your own eyes darkening more. 

Your legs tugged him into you again as your lips met his again. You were fighting for dominance, pouring every feeling of lust and need into the kiss. Your fingers were digging into his skin at his shoulders. 

Harry pulled you down from the countertop, unbuttoning your jeans, not once breaking the kiss. You shimmied out of your jeans and panties and stood completely nude in front of him. This time it was Harry’s turn to get tranced, licking his lips. 

“My eyes are up here, Harrison,” You mused the same response he had had to your staring. His laugh filled the lounge as his hands found your hips again. “What? No smart comment?” You chuckled. “Nope, not this time. You look beautiful,” His smile was genuine, his eyes had gone soft again, and you felt your cheeks burning from his admiration. He leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was different from the others, this was more caring and more emotional. 

Your hands went to his shoulders moving down his chest. He flexed under your touch and deepened the kiss again as your hands found the button on his jeans. It didn’t take long for him to discard them. 

Your eyes couldn’t help but dart down to his erection. He sure did hide a lot under those clothes; because holy hell he was well-equipped. The burning desire inside of you took over as you went down to your knees and looked up at him through your lashes. 

A smirk playing at your lips as you licked from the base of his cock and up to the tip. A deep rumble came from Harry’s chest as his eyes closed shut and his head leaned back. Your tongue swirled around the tip, licking off the precum before taking his cock into your mouth. You bobbed your head in rhythm with your hand at the base. Your tongue swirled around the tip every time you came back up, before taking as much as you could of him in again. 

“Y/N,” Harry moaned out. “Fuck, it feels so good,” his breathing became more panting as he took every bit of pleasure you were giving him. You could feel him tense under your touch and you bobbed your head a little faster, drawing him closer to his release. 

He took in a sharp breath as he pulled away from you. 

“Harry, why did you do that? I almost had you,” You looked up at him while pouting. 

“Because when I cum I want to be in you,” He took hold of your hand helping you up and he instantly pushed you back to the countertop. His lips find yours again, his hands on your hips, lifting you back up to sit. His head moved down your chest, down to your stomach, leaving open-mouthed kisses on his way. 

Your own breathing became quicker at the thought of what he was about to do. Your hand tangled itself in his hair as he kissed the inner side of your thigh. The feeling of his mouth leaving shivers going up and down your body. Moans escaped your lips as he moved closer to your cunt. 

“Mmh, you’re so wet for me,” He breathed as his tongue licked through your folds, leaving a fire burning inside of you. His tongue flicked over your bundle of nerves. The pleasure coursing through your veins, the feeling of heat pooling in your stomach, alarming you that you were close. 

“Harry, I’m-,” You choked out, one hand gripping the countertop so tightly your knuckles were going white. 

“Cum for me, princess,” Harry focused more on your clit and it didn’t take long before you were coming undone for him. He lapped all of your orgasm before coming back up to your head and giving you a chaste kiss. 

“Well you certainly know what you’re doing,” You breathed heavily coming down from your high, a proud smirk played on Harry’s lips. Your hands reached around his neck and you pulled him close to you. Your kiss wasn’t chaste in any way, it was lust-filled and hard. You could taste your own orgasm on his wet lips. One of your legs wrapped around his body, pulling him even closer to you. “I need you Harry,” You begged him. You needed him inside of you. You were hungry for him. All of him. 

Harry aligned himself at your entrance and slowly pushed inside of you. Moans escaped both of your lips as he let you adjust to him. He slowly started thrusting into you. Controlled, slow moves were dragging out the pleasure already building in you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good around me. So perfect,” He breathes into the base of your neck. One of your hands was holding onto his shoulder and the other clawing at his back. 

“Harry, I- I won’t last long,” You were moaning and panting under him. 

“Neither will I,” He groans out, his thrusts becoming quicker and sloppier. Your orgasm builds up quickly in you. Leaving you screaming out his name as you draw closer and closer. A few more quick and hard thrusts leave you both coming down and hard. 

He stayed with his head dipped into the crook of your neck, your hand started drawing circles at his back. He draws back from you and pulls out of you. His dark hair was messy from sweat and your hands, and you only saw the most handsome man you had ever seen. 

A big goofy smile played on your lips and you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him, as your breathing was slowing down again. 

“What?” He smiled and shifted a little on his feet as his cheeks turned a shade of pink. 

“Oh, nothing, you’re just very handsome,” You spoke looking him deeply in his eyes. He leaned in to give you another kiss. He broke apart from you, but you continued to peck his lips in between words. “Also. You. Just. Rocked. My. World,” Your hands were cupping his face as you held onto him. 

“Well, why don’t we go rock it some more,” He returned your goofy smile with a wink as he dragged you with him to his room. 

Your eyes slowly started to flutter open and you groaned out at the bright light hitting your face. You rubbed your eyes with one hand as you felt the hangover headache hitting you. It wasn’t until you tried to move that you realized that there was someone beside you. 

You turned your head slowly as to not disturb whoever it was holding onto your side. 

You didn’t exactly expect to see a certain dark-haired grumpy scientist beside you. 

“Oh god, what have I done?” You said to yourself, panic coursing through your veins, causing a pair of blue eyes to open and look at you.

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@hiddenwritingsintheworld, @brianllamawrites, @sarawritestories

[doverstar]

I want to sit down and talk about how Grant Gustin, on the Flash, in the course of 9 seasons and almost 10 years, displayed the ability to perfectly act out *deep inhale* Barry Allen, an evil version of Barry Allen, a nerdy wimp version of Barry Allen, three of the Big Bads, Harry Wells inside Barry's body, H.R. Wells inside Barry's body, Sherloque Wells inside Barry's body, basically every Wells inside Barry's body, Barry Allen as the lead in a spontaneous superpowered musical, Barry pretending to be a hacker, Barry pretending to be a crime lord, Barry being infected/possessed by a Big Bad, and Barry Allen as a really dorky drunk guy (more than once)-

[marvelsgirl616]

🥹❤️💛

[arrow-v-flash-polls]

Multiple versions of Harrison Wells joined the team over the years. Some Wells' stayed for a single season while others stuck around a little longer and one who wasn't a Wells at all. But which of these Wells do you like best?

Other Wells Poll Here

[stars-are-just-ghosts]

Harrisco Prompts!

Okay, I'm doing it. I need a pick me up and some motivation.

Soooo... Send me your own prompt ideas for Harrisco one shots, and I'll do them all!

It's about nine at night here on the Eastern seaboard. But I also wake up absurdly early because my internal clock hates me. So give me what you got, and I'll start tackling it first thing while I drink much required coffee.

Can't wait to hear what you've got! -QD

[xzcopycat]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN CISCO DIDN’T GET TO SAY GOODBYE TO HARRY WHEN NASH DIED—

[yourthoughtsjim]

After Dinner

Harrison "Harry" Wells x reader, afab/femme

I'm currently working on a Frost fic so have this in the time

Warnings: daddy kink, use of "kitten", oral (r giving)

Harry pulls you into his lap "How was work today, kitten?" He questions, giving your shoulder a kiss.

"It went well, Caitlin, Frost and Khione took me out for dinner afterwards." You respond.

A low rumble of a chuckle could be felt on your back. "Did you get any dessert?" questioning, giving your neck a kiss this time.

You turn around to face him "I didn't, what did you have in mind?" You ask, knowing what he was implying.

A soft smile crosses the scientist's face. "Why not your favorite? Go on, my precious little girl, suck Daddy's cock and he'll cum down that small little throat of yours."

You then sink down to your knees and undo his belt buckle before unzipping his pants.

Being as big as he is, you take all you can, and use your hand to stroke up and down the rest of his shaft.

A low groan comes from above you. "Good girl… good princess…" he comments, bucking his hips up.

Your fingers then make their way down to his balls and softly roll them in your hand.

"G-God, if you keep doing that, I don't know how long I'll last."

"Hmm?" You moan around his cock.

Time goes by and you could feel him twitch against your tongue.

With one particularly long stride, he cums. He tasted so sweet.

You pull off with a pop and climb back up to his lap. "You're amazing, did you know that?" He comments, breath heavy.

[ao3statistics]

Date of creation: 27.03.2024

Includes all ships within the fandom "The Flash (TV 2014)" on Ao3.

Crossovers were included, other Flash media like comics, the movie (2023) etc. were excluded. The fandom "The Flash (TV 2014) RPF" on Ao3 was neither excluded nor included due to the results being too low to matter (below 10 hits most times).

This was originally done because of an anon ask I got but earlier today I answered the ask and then deleted the post because the numbers were completely screwed (I originally did this while watching a movie yesterday and... well). Luckily only seconds after me posting it someone reblogged the old post wondering about a certain ship on the chart that isn't even in the TV show and so I took the old chart down and remade it from scratch (which was a pain, ngl. I evaluated 77 ships because apparently I don't have a life). (I forgot your name, dear reblogger from earlier, but thank you!).

I assume no guarantee or liability for the completeness, correctness and accuracy of this chart despite my best efforts.

Includes fanfictions in all languages available, NOT English only.

Percentages were rounded up or rounded down to natural numbers for easier comprehension.

Poly ships were included.

More charts will follow. :)

Want to have a chart for different pairings, headcanons etc. in your favourite fandom? Send me an ask!

In case you want to compare the ship charts for "The Flash (TV 2014)" and "DC's Legends of Tomorrow":

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i wish we got just...... one flashback scene with single dad harry wells raising jesse...........,,,,,,,,,

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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

Pairing: Harry Wells x Reader Warnings: fluff, being a tease

𝘕𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.

Masterlist

Harry was deep in concentration, the lab eerily quiet except for the rhythmic tapping of keys on the keyboard and the occasional scribble of notes on a nearby pad. His brow was furrowed in that way you adored, his glasses slightly slipping down his nose as he leaned closer to the screen. He was so engrossed in his calculations that he didn’t hear you enter.

You lingered by the door for a moment, your gaze tracing over him like a lover’s caress. God, he was beautiful, in that rugged, imperfect way that made your heart race. His hair was tousled, probably from running his fingers through it in frustration, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his forearms. You’d never thought forearms could be sexy, but Harry Wells had a way of proving you wrong.

You bit your lip, fighting back a smile as your heart swelled with affection—and something much, much warmer. He had no idea how irresistible he looked like this: focused, driven, and completely unaware of you staring.

When Harry finally leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck as he studied the screen, you decided you couldn’t resist any longer. You crossed the room silently, your movements light and deliberate.

When you reached him, you placed your hands gently on his shoulders. Harry jumped slightly at the contact, startled, but relaxed almost instantly when he realized who it was. “Y/N,” he murmured, his voice a mix of fondness and mild exasperation. “You scared me.”

“Sorry,” you said softly, though the teasing lilt in your voice suggested you weren’t sorry at all. Your thumbs began to knead gently into the tense muscles of his shoulders. “You’ve been at this for hours. What are you working on?”

Harry sighed, tilting his head slightly as if to encourage your touch. “Just a potential energy stabilizer for the portal framework. Nothing groundbreaking yet.”

“Mmm,” you hummed, leaning down so your mouth was close to his ear. “You’re always working on something groundbreaking, Harry. That’s why you’re the smartest man I’ve ever met.”

He chuckled softly at your words, but the sound hitched in his throat when your lips brushed against the shell of his ear as you spoke. It wasn’t intentional—was it?—but the effect was immediate. Goosebumps rose on his skin, and he tried to refocus his attention on the screen.

You noticed, of course. A small, mischievous smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you leaned in closer. You could see the subtle tension in his shoulders, and it made you feel like you had all the power in the room. With deliberate slowness, you let your lips ghost along the curve of his neck, just barely brushing his skin, your warm breath fanning over him.

“Y/N,” Harry said, his voice low and strained. He didn’t turn to look at you, didn’t move away, but you could feel the tension building in him.

“Yes?” you asked innocently, your lips hovering just a fraction of an inch from his pulse. You could feel it thumping beneath his skin, and the thrill of it sent a shiver through your body.

“I’m trying to concentrate,” he said, though it came out more like a plea than a protest.

“Oh, I know,” you murmured, finally pressing a soft kiss to his neck.

Harry shuddered, his hands gripping the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing keeping him grounded.

“Y/N…” he tried again, but his voice faltered when you kissed him once more, this time a little firmer, a little slower.

“Hmm?” you prompted, trailing your lips down to the sensitive spot just above his collarbone.

“You’re—” He broke off with a sharp intake of breath, his head tilting to give you better access without even realizing it.

“I’m what?” you asked, your voice playful now, teasing him.

“Impossible,” Harry managed, though it came out more like a groan than actual words.

A grin spread across your face as your hands slid from his shoulders to his chest, pressing another kiss to his neck, then another, each one pulling him further from his focus. He wasn’t used to this—to being so thoroughly undone by someone with just a few soft kisses.

Suddenly, Harry spun his chair around, catching you off guard. Before you could react, he had you pulled into his lap, his hands settling firmly on your waist. He looked up at you with wide, dilated eyes, his cheeks flushed, his lips parted as if he were teetering on the edge of surrender.

“You’re going to kill me,” he rasped, his voice rough and breathless.

You leaned in, your hands framing his face as you smiled wickedly. “Then I guess I’ll just have to bring you back to life, won’t I?”

And with that, you kissed him, slow and deep and utterly unapologetic. Harry didn’t even try to resist this time. His hands tangled in your hair while his other hand stayed firmly on your waist, pulling you closer.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathing hard, your foreheads resting together as you tried to catch your breath.

“I think,” Harry said, his voice still shaky, “we need to set some ground rules if I’m ever going to get any work done.”

You laughed softly, your fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “Or you could just accept that you’ll never get anything done when I’m around.”

Harry shook his head, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it,” you quipped, leaning in for another quick kiss.

He didn’t deny it.