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Harry Wells (Flash) - Earth 2 - Chapter 3
“(Y/N), you have to wake up.”
Brows furrowed, you open your eyes.
The bright lights and faint smell of sterilizers isn’t foreign to you.
“You’re awake Ms. (L/N).”
Turning your head, you send the male a weak smile.
“Sorry about that Dr. Wells.”
He shook his head.
“You’re not a speedster, you shouldn’t put yourself in danger. You could have died.”
His tone is disapproving, not that you’re surprised. Most of your conversations seem to go this way.
“Just because I don’t have crazy powers doesn't change who I am. To protect and serve. That’s the oath I took.” You force yourself to sit upright because you really don’t want to hear anymore of his lectures.
“I’m not one of your scientists, you can’t tell me how to live my life. My friends were in trouble so I did what I had to."
It’s annoying the way he comes down on you. You’re not Barry. The young CSI clearly idolized Harrison and you understand why, but you don’t like being treated like a kid.
Standing, you survey your surroundings.
“Where the hell is my gun?”
Moving so quickly after getting blasted into a wall wasn’t the smartest idea, but it’s better than staying here.
“Right here.” He pulls it from the side of his chair, along with your badge.
“Detective West told me to alert him the moment you woke up. Barry and the others are over at the precinct giving their statements.”
You nod, moving to take your belongings.
He hands it to you and you give your thanks as you holster your gun and strap your badge on. There’s a dull ache at the back of your head. You turn, pressing a hand to your temple in discomfort.
“At least let me check you for a concussion.”
“So you can scold me some more, I think I’ll pass.”
You try to brush it off, but he takes your hand softly.
“Please.”
You hate it when he does that. Looks at you with so much concern. It’s irritating. From the moment you realized how you felt, you told yourself never to cross that line. He’s a member of Team Flash. Your relationship is strictly centered around protecting the city. Nothing more can happen. It was a stupid deal you created in your head. Whenever someone got close, you were sure to create that distance. Because somehow you always end up being the one who gets hurt.
“I’m not some project that you can fix.”
His hold is still firmly on your wrist.
“I don’t recall ever saying that this was a project. I understand that my reputation might not say much for my character. It would explain your curt replies.”
You pull your hand back.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He raises a brow.
“Are you implying that there is another reason that you’ll so readily throw yourself in front of a truck for me, yet you can hardly hold a conversation.”
“You’re reading too much into that. There’s no underlying reason. I’m a cop. Danger is what I do.”
“It seems much deeper than that.”
You frown.
“Stop fishing.”
“I can’t help it, I am a scientist after all.”
His cheeky response is aggravating.
Rather than stay there going back and forth, you turn, heading towards the exit.
He watches you leave.
It’s not the first time that you’ve both had that type of conversation. You’ve known him for months. The more cases solved together by Barry and his team, the more encounters you have. The closer you became to the scientist. It unnerved you how easily you’d gotten protective of all of them.
Especially him.
That’s why when you heard of his situation a week later, you can’t help but show up to gloat.
“Dr. Wells is in the med bay. We were really lucky Barry got there in time.” Caitlin informs. You nod.
“Is it okay if I drop in?”
“Yes, it was just a minor fall. He should be awake.”
You send her a smile, heading for the glass doors. They open and close.
He hears your steps, straightening in the bed. Those glasses are still perched on the bridge of his nose.
“Not looking too good there doctor. Forget to avoid taunting an unstable convict?”
“You seem to be enjoying this.”
“Immensely.”
You grin.
He runs a hand through his hair with a soft chuckle.
“It’s possible that neither of us are good at avoiding clear signs of danger.” You move closer, taking a seat next to him on the bed.
“I’m qualified to tackle danger, what’s your excuse?”
“Point taken.”
It’s nice to be the one giving the lectures.
“Jokes aside, I’m glad you’re okay. Joe was pretty pissed when he saw how beaten up Barry was.”
“I don’t suppose Detective West will ever let me off the hook.”
“You did convince his son to become a superhero.”
“There is that.”
He’s smiling.
“I know you’re trying to fix everything. No matter how many lives you save, people are always going to treat you like a monster. I might not really understand all this science jumbo, but I know that what you’re doing, it matters.”
He holds your gaze, and you feel his palm sliding over your own against the sheets. Looking down, a light dust of red covers your cheeks at the contact.
“That’s very nice of you to say (Y/N).”
You’re almost afraid to look up, because if you meet those soft eyes, you’ll crumble. It’s a bit of an internal battle. You finally will yourself to look up.
“Don’t go getting any..ideas..”
Your voice trails off. He removes his glasses and you swallow when his free hand cups your cheek. Your lips quiver and he moves closer. You press your hand to his shoulder and he pauses.
“I-I can’t..”
He nods.
“I understand.”
He moves back, releasing you and you miss the contact immediately.
It’s ridiculous. You don’t even understand why you feel like you don’t deserve to be happy.
Nothing more is said. You just leave and he’s once again watching from behind.
Later that night it’s somewhat of a task to fall asleep. You’d downed a glass of wine, but it did very little. You weren’t even slightly buzzed.
You tossed and turned against the sheets.
“Damn him.”
This is all his fault.
“I hope you’re not talking about me.”
You jolt in your bed, staring at the door. Flicking on the lamp, you’re shocked.
“D-Dr. Wells?”
You aren’t sure what’s crazier, the fact that he’s in your room at this hour, or that he’s actually standing.
“I must be dreaming..” You mumble.
He grins. Not the playful ones that you’re used to when you banter. There’s something almost dangerous about that look on his face. He’s not wearing his glasses either. He strolls so casually over to your bed. Your heart is racing and it has nothing to do with the glass of alcohol you ingested earlier.
“You consume my every thought yet you keep pulling away. Do you understand how frustrating that is?”
You feel somewhat frozen in place. He casually takes a seat, eyes running over your covers. You’re no genius, but you could have sworn he was undressing you with his eyes.
“D-Dr. Wells y-you need to leave.”
“Is that what you really want, detective? This is a dream after all. Anything goes. You can fully indulge without the constant worries or consequences of what comes next. Don’t you want that, crave that.”
You do, so desperately. But once you indulge, it’s almost like admitting your feelings.
That scares you.
“Tell me you want me and I’ll give you everything that you want."
You swallow at his proposal. This has to be a fantasy, because those words would never leave his lips in reality. You can’t seem to stop yourself. You slide the covers to the side as you sit up, reaching for his hand. You guide him down to sit right next to you.
There’s no going back.
His eyes drift to your exposed thighs. You’re wearing nothing but a vest and your underwear. From the looks of it, you don’t have a bra on either. You still have a hold on his hand, and you guide it to your thighs. His eyes visibly darken the second he makes contact. He can feel the slight tremors in your hand, but you don’t stop until his hand is situated where you need it the most.
“I want you..”
It's useless to deny it.
He doesn’t waste a second, his lips find yours as he presses you into the bed. You moan on your way down and his hand guides your leg over his waist. He grinds into you and you’re taken aback by how delicious the friction is. You can feel him through his dark jeans. You’re a mess. When you part, he begins leaving kisses against your throat.
“H-Harrison..”
He understands.
It takes him a moment to throw his shirt off and kick off his pants. You’re desperately trying to remove your underwear.
The minute you both meet again, you’re almost delirious with lust. You need him so badly.
“I’ll make sure you never forget how good it feels when I’m inside you.”
He never lied either.
You never forgot.
When you woke up the next morning fully dressed, it became very obvious that it was all just a dream.
For a while you could hardly look him in the eyes whenever you were at the lab.
It’s only when he confronted you that it seems your facade dropped.
“I think I at least deserve an explanation as to why you’re suddenly cold whenever we interact. Did I do something?"
It’s not his fault you were freaking horny that night.
“You didn’t do anything.”
How can you admit something like this to him?
“It hurts..”
He doesn’t understand the statement. But the second you finally look at him, it’s almost like he reads your mind. Your lips quiver, and you wipe the tear that falls.
“It hurts to feel so much and have to constantly restrain myself. But what else am I supposed to do? I..I don’t want to get hurt again. I can’t..”
He takes your hand, and the soft squeeze makes you feel as though he can heal every wound that you’ve ever suffered. He gives a little tug, urging you closer. Your steps are unsteady, and he guides you down into his lap. You flush, and he smiles.
“It’s good to know that this isn’t one sided.”
You huff.
“Like you ever doubted how I felt. You knew I had the hots for you.” He laughs.
“I hoped you did. It’s easier to convince ourselves of scenarios that we would like rather than embrace the truth. I want to be with you, but only if that’s what you would like as well. I won’t force you to admit anything. “
Your hands move to his shoulder, and he’s about to say something else, but you lean in, pressing your lips to his. His hand is still laying on your hip, and it changes direction, one slipping into your hair and the other pressing into your waist to urge you closer. You wrap your hands around his neck. His palm runs up your back.
You moan, and he nibbles on your lip. His hand begins to move lower down your body and when it slides under your shirt, you pull away with a staggered breath. His lips have found new territory, leading a little path along your neck. You’re barely keeping it together because you’re still in the cortex. The team could walk in at any time. His hand cups your breast and you blush.
“D-Dr. Wells..”
He hums, still enjoying the warmth of your skin under his lips.
“Should I stop..”
It’s a teasing whisper into your ear. His hand that was once tangled in your hair has slipped between your legs and you tremble, gripping at his dark shirt.
“W-We’re going to get caught..”
You’re not exactly making a move to get away though.
He finally pulls back, and you’re taken with how dark his eyes have gotten.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
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Give up the yellow, it makes you look like a soulless banana. Also, can you just admit you're gay for Barry and get it over with?
"I have trouble understanding how a soulless banana can be gay for... anyone."
#negativespeedforce#negative-speedforce#mentoring (answered asks)#Way to dodge the question Eo#holy crap I have neglected this blog for way too long
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thanks to @ftl-faster-than-life for inspiring this fic with this post!
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Repose In Time (you do not want this)
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by Negativespeedforce
He takes the rubber bit into his mouth without question, and doesn't even try to break free when they begin shocking what sense of sanity he had left into oblivion.
Words: 692, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: Character Study, Angst, Ambiguous/Open Ending
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No Good Deed
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by SivWeaver (Negativespeedforce)
The Negative Speed Force chooses a new avatar.
AU 8x20
Words: 359, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Negative Meena
Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M
Characters: Meena Dhawan, Eobard Thawne | Harrison Wells, Eobard Thawne, Barry Allen, Nora West-Allen, Bart Allen
Relationships: Meena Dhawan/Eobard Thawne, Barry Allen/Iris West
Additional Tags: Corruption, Angst, Character Study, Canonical Character Death, Non-Canonical Character Death, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Grief/Mourning, Anger, Loathing, Season 8x20, One Shot
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[OC] My Great Grandfather died in WW1. This plaque was given to the relatives of every soldier killed between 1914-1918. Check this blog!
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Flash Portrait Series: Reverse Flash! Lines and colors by Tony Amato #azcreators #amatoisms #tonyamato #portraitart #reverseflash #eobardthawne #negativespeedforce #speedforce
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The Flash 5x20 Gone Rogue Promotional Photos (1/2) #theflash #theflashspoilers #barryallen #iriswestallen #norawestallen #westallen #westallenfamily #rogues #xs #negativespeedforce #ciscoramon #vibe #ralphdibny #elongatedman #caitlinsnow #killerfrost #joewest #cecilehorton #weatherwitch #ragdoll #bugeyedbandit #reversexs https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwuhq31g5Xt/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=w5l9mdac7yh4
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Trump orders US to 'shoot down and destroy' Iranian boats 'harassing' US warships
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Flash has been amazing this year between fighting the Reverse Flash in the future and getting infused with the Negative Speed Force and learning to master those powers it has been a hell of a ride!!! Check it Out!!! - - #Flash #blackhole #kidflash #negativespeedforce #backinaflash #negativeflash #newyork #california #japan #losangeles #500px #magazine #inspiration #instagood #love #cinema #acolorstory #red #comics #comicchatter #instacool #instadaily #tbt #dc #cosplay #comiccon
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Harry Wells (Flash) - Earth 2 - Chapter 4
“She’s coding, what happened!!”
Harry is yelling as Cisco scrambles to get you out of the chamber. The second they open it, you hunch forward and he catches you, securing a hand under your legs to carry you over to the med area.
Caitlin is quick to slip on gloves and Barry looks close to tears.
“Y-You have to help her please!!”
They’re all in a panic. Because the instant Cisco places you on the bed, your body begins to seize. You’re convulsing and Cisco takes a step back. Caitlin isn’t sure what move to make. She hadn’t even had a chance to run an IV.
Harry grits his teeth.
“Barry, you need to shock her. “
He turns to him, scared.
“I-I can’t, that could kill her.”
“If we do nothing she’s going to die! You have to shock her. She was connected to the speed force. Regardless of which one, she’s a speedster. We have to do this now before her heart stops.”
Barry is uncertain for obvious reasons, but the alternative is much more frightening.
“Okay, okay I’ll do it.”
Barry moves closer, rubbing both of his hands together to gather friction. The small sparks ignite in his palms and he closes his eyes as he presses it to your chest. Your body jolts, and he lowers his head.
Your body finally goes still, and they all pause. Barry draws his hands away shakily.
You’re no longer moving. You don’t appear to be breathing either. He takes a step back.
“I..killed her..”
Your chest isn’t moving and this time Barry is unable to stop the tears.
He clutches his hair. Just as they seem to lose hope, you shoot upright, breathing heavily.
Their eyes widened and Barry practically raced to your side. You’re a bit disoriented, clearly confused on why Barry is holding on as if you’ll disappear.
“Barry?”
Your breathing has leveled and both Cisco and Caitlin smile. Harry places his hand on a nearby table, taking a breath.
“What happened?”
They aren’t really sure where to start.
Caitlin took the necessary precautions and you’d promised to report any abnormalities. Barry was reluctant to leave your side. But you insisted. When Iris came to get him, she gave you the biggest hug.
“Thank you..for coming back.”
That’s what she said.
Those years were hard. You knew she saw that look Barry wore when he thought they’d lost you all over again. It was painful.
Lately, that seems to be the only word that is associated with you.
When it gets dark, it’s just you and your thoughts. Everyone has turned in. You aren’t even sure why you’re still there. Maybe the hope is that you’ll somehow understand why everything went so wrong in your life.
“It’s good that you’re recovered.”
You’re so out of it that you hadn’t even heard Harry walk into the cortex.
The moment your eyes land on him, the pain that was once linked with that face, it doesn’t even feel present. That memory, it might have given you the closure you needed in some weird way.
Your eyes move to the computers.
“I saw him. When I was unconscious. It was a memory of the both of us. I think the first time I admitted to him how I felt.”
Harry listens, taking in the solemn smile on your lips.
“Back then everything was so black and white. There were good guys and bad guys. Now everything is just so messy. Nothing is what I thought it was.”
Your eyes drift to your palm.
“The negative speed force is gone. I hoped it would feel different but I’m not even sure what I feel right now. There’s no hate, anger or resentment. This is what I wanted. So why do I still feel..empty..”
When the tears start, he understands. He can’t hope to fully grasp what you’ve been through, but he understands. Harry moves closer, and your shoulders shake. You’re no longer trying to stifle your cries. You wail. All the pent up emotions that you’ve been carrying are being released. The second he’s next to you, he pulls you into his arms and you just hold on, clutching his shirt.
“I loved him..”
You continue to weep.
I loved him so much..”
Harry nods
“I know.”
He strokes your head, and you both stand there. He knows that you need this, so he’ll do what he can to provide the comfort that you never allowed yourself to feel.
“I know.”
#pain#trust#hurt#harrison wells#past#future#change#admitting feelings#friends#family#harryxreader#negativespeedforce#care#flash
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Fandom:
The Flash - All Media Types
Relationship:
Barry Allen/Eobard Thawne (one-sided)
Characters:
Barry Allen
Eobard Thawne
Additional Tags:
POV Eobard Thawne
Inapprpriate Behavior With A Corpse
it's not necrophilia or anything it's just kinda iffy
Dead Barry Allen
Eobard Thawne being a creepy creeper who creeps
Character Study
Cannibalism (Sorta)
This is one of those bad ending timelines that end up getting reversed at some point
Obsessive Behavior
Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
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Return
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by Negativespeedforce
The inside of Bucky's mind, told in fragments of free verse.
Words: 253, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: POV Bucky Barnes, Poetry, Mediocre Poetry (fair warning), Pining, Amnesia, Free Verse, Mental Health Issues, Character Study, Captain America: The Winter Soldier
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In Too Deep- Book 1 of the Chronicles of Infinity
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by Negativespeedforce
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
All seventeen-year-old Sivonne Wells wants is to be able to go to her senior prom with her girlfriend, Gina. However, her plans get hijacked after her father's particle accelerator blows and her car goes off the side of a cliff.
Newly awakened and armed with the power of superhuman speed, Sivonne vows to defend the people she loves and the city of her birth, all while standing by the strict moral code she keeps close to her heart.
When she uncovers the dark secret behind her father's past, Sivonne must choose between staying true to herself or protecting the family bonds that mean the most to her.
Words: 12626, Chapters: 8/21, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Chronicles of Infinity: Siv's Story
Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Categories: F/F
Characters: Original Characters, Eobard Thawne | Harrison Wells, Cisco Ramon, Barry Allen, Caitlin Snow
Relationships: Original Female Character/Original Female Character, meena dhawan/eobard thawne (past), Barry Allen/Iris West
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Psychological Trauma, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Murder, Teenage Drama
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