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off-the-heezys · 2 months

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Do u have a rare pair ship or any platonic hcs?

I have a lot of rarepair / crack ships anon. It’s not even funny. Let’s see if I can make a list, and if you want to learn more, you can ask

Pikemax

Pikeman x Sasha (it’s kind of a rare pair?)

Masha

Tabrin

Kevdan

DavClem(?)

Kevvid

Radio Broadcast (Daniel x Fred) (you know that guy from into town that had like 3 lines)

Pikeman x Nurf

Military Magic (Harrison x Pikeman)

Chemical Warfare (Neil x Pikeman)

Vera x Pikeman

Can you sense a pattern

Neil x Space Kid but only @chettyspagetti adult version

Spacemax

I fear Cameron x Miss Priss is a rarepair

Gwen x Graggle!! Guys that one artist that draws them a bunch makes me so happy

Smoked Ghost. That’s a me and @theghostbunnie ship and I will not elaborate

Sneil (Snake x Neil)

I’m gunna stop there but I’m sure there’s more if I go fishing around in my brain

As for platonic headcanons!! Umm!!! There’s a lot!!

I like to imagine when they r a little older, space kid and tabii become BFFs!!! That’s mostly bc of an RP I was in years ago

Pikeman and Space Kid in high school r on a strict “we are friends because our dogs are friends” (I hc them with doggies)

Max and Nerris friendship. Very important to me

I like to imagine Nikki n Neil see each other as siblings!!

Kevin and Cute Waitress/Clem r literally the bestest of friends ok

Performance Trio come back to me. I miss you.

As much as I love gwenvid, I also love Gwen and David just being rlly good friends. Besties. Married for tax benefits

Nerris and Harrison QPP? Sign me up

Jasper and Space Kid friendship… come back to me….. I’m dying…..

I saw somewhere Ered views Dolph as her little brother and that means so much to me. Girl what if she saw herself as everyone’s big sister. What if I started crying

#camp camp #campcamp #asks #sorry kind of a long post #erm…

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 10 months

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⚡ He's Mine

He’s Mine: You have long since pined over the dark, grumpy, and stoic Harrison Wells from Earth Two, and after a fun round of drinking and a game of truth or dare, you end up stuck between a rock and a hard body er… place, hard place. So after both you and Harry get blackmailed into going to a nightclub party, things heat up when a cupcake meets an early demise at the taloned hands of a barbie wannabe. You do not like sharing your cupcakes with anyone, and you don’t like being challenged, especially by a woman who stole your cupcake, and is now setting her eyes on your object of interest: Harry.

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Scenes (Unprotected Sex Is A No No), Drinking (Be Responsible).

To Note: Harry Wells x Female!Reader, Reader Has Extreme Anxiety & Long Hair For Plot Reasons.

Word Count: ~10.0k

Masterlist | I'm Yours

“No, no way. When hell freezes over, nah, nope, nein, nyet, want it in Spanish? Noh! I’ll take a pass on that, Iris.” You said, shaking your head with extended vigor and might. Iris raised an eyebrow at you while crossing her arms.

“Then I guess you’re going to have to tell him.” She replied smugly while Caitlin snickered underneath her breath. Your face flushed with heat as you started to sputter for words. Harry, who had been sitting across the room, looked up curiously at your choking sounds. Your eyes darted to Harry’s curious ones as the two women in front of you smirked in unison.

“Oh, go back to your tinkering,” You snapped at him, your face now sweltering with heat. You turned back to the two cackling hyenas in front of you. Harry huffed in response and the sounds of his tinkering resumed. “NO! Absolutely not! I refuse both!”

“It’s one or the other. We all did our tasks, you have to pick, go to the party, or tell him.” You threw your hands into the air.

“Both of them are terrible!” You exclaimed. “And you know how I feel about those types of things!”

“Okay!” Cisco yelled from where he had been fiddling with his tablet. “I get that you three need female time and all, but I don’t think us men need to hear about your girl problems.”

The three of you turned to Cisco, who was giving you a look, and before you knew it, Iris had your wrist in her grasp and was pulling you along. You nearly tripped over your feet keeping up with her.

“We are going with option one by default.” Iris chirped as she dragged you out of the cortex with Caitlin clicking after you in her heels.

“But I don’t have anything to wear!” You whined, trying to wiggle yourself, and your future self, out of having to go to the party tonight.

“Which is why we enlisted Jesse’s help,” Caitlin said as you neared the elevator. “She managed to get her hands on some outfits that should fit you.”

“You say that like it’s a good thing.” You muttered lowly.

“To get you and your love life started? Absolutely.” Iris answered, flashing you a brilliant smile. “It’s obvious, and it is time we do something about it.”

“What’s obvious?” You questioned as the elevator started going down. “My ineffaceable love for a man I cannot have or my unrequited love for a man fifteen years my senior?”

The elevator doors dinged open just as you finished your sentence, revealing Jesse who was dressed in jeans, a shirt, and a leather jacket.

“Oh, I wouldn’t call it unrequited, Y/N.” Jesse said, putting her hands on her hips. “I know my dad, and you have no idea how many times I’ve caught him staring at you when he thinks no one is looking. It’s actually kind of funny now that I think about, I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it.”

“He does not.” You huffed as you exited the elevator. “And for the record, I do not want to be here, nor do I want to be at that party.”

“Duly noted.”

“Have I told you how much I hate you right now?” You asked as you glared at yourself in the mirror of Iris’s bedroom. You all had gone to a salon, well you had been dragged, and gotten your hair, nails, and faces done up professionally for the night. Pampering they had called it.

In an explanation for why the party was such a big deal, it was basically a party that was held once a year at Central City’s biggest club. It was technically a party for some radical art movement, but pretty much everyone uses it as a chance to get out and party hard.

You’ve never been, and you didn’t want to, but at this point in time, it was either go and suffer for several hours where you at least would have access to alcohol, or tell Harry that you had a thing for him, and have for a while. That was permanent.

Obviously you ended up going with the first option. No need to have your heart torn in half by Harry Wells, a man notorious for not mincing his words.

“Mhm, you’ll thank me when you have men drooling over you.” Iris mused as she played with your hair, adding a few more spritzes of hair glimmer to enhance what the stylist had already done. You had no say in how your hair was done, so your hair was currently curled and gathered into a bun with a silver pin holding everything all together.

The makeup Iris had chosen for you was bold, bright red lipstick, black glittering eyeshadow surrounding your eyes, and highlighter that would make your face glow underneath the club lights… according to Jesse. With your looks so far, it horrified you to think of what they would force you to wear, and even more so now that Caitlin had run off with your glasses.

You’ll just have to bumble around for the night.

Your short-sightedness made things blurry, and since you were most definitely going to have heels shoved on your feet, your balance was going to be terrible. You were not a girly girl, you never dressed like one, wore heels, particularly cared for your looks, and you didn’t have contacts because you always ended up messing with them… and then poking yourself in the eye. Ouch.

You guess the girls just wanted to see you dressed up for once, and this was the perfect chance to do so. Crossing your arms, you kept your red lips pursed and shut as Iris set the glitter spray down and looked over her shoulder.

“Jesse, is everything ready?” Iris asked the speedster. Jesse zipped out of the room for a moment before coming back, a bag in her hands.

“All here,” she said with a smile. “Specially borrowed from a friend of mine who is the same size as Y/N.”

“I’m going to kill multiple people tonight,” You groaned as Jesse bounced over with a big smile. She set the bag down on Iris’s bed and pulled out black fishnet tights, a pair of wicked black heels with a red sole, and a metallic dress, completely covered in square rhinestones. Your eye ticked before you added, “and then myself.”

“Don’t be a drama queen,” Caitlin said as she walked over, messing with her earrings. “It’s a nightclub, lots of flashing lights, you’ll catch every eye in the venue wearing that, and those heels… even I’m jealous, those are Louboutin.”

You stared blankly at Caitlin.

“Am I supposed to know what that means?” The dress was shoved into your hands and they pushed you towards the bathroom. With a defeated whine on your red lips, you sulked into the bathroom to seal your fate.

It was just for one night. It was just for one night. It was just for one night.

Undoing the robe you wore, you held up the dress before sighing. Sans bra it was going to have to be. Unclipping your bra, you let it drop to the floor before balancing on one foot and stepping into the skirt part of the dress. You pulled the clinging material up your hips and over your already scandalous enough thong. The skirt of the dress stopped at your lower back, leaving the front of it with its thin silver straps being the only thing to protect your modesty.

Internally groaning to yourself, you put your arms through the straps and pulled the dress until it was resting on your shoulders. One look at yourself in the mirror, your cheeks were burning and you wanted to rip the damn thing off. The dress did indeed cover your breasts, but only just so much… as for your cleavage? Never before have you had this much. The drape neckline had a pretty good amount of cleavage, the silver fabric draping in just the right place. Everything would be perfect if you didn’t feel like the thong you wore was giving you a wedgie…

You looked pretty, heck you would dare say you even looked hot, but this wasn’t you. This wasn’t Y/N, the generic, average intelligence woman who scraped out a B plus average in college. But you had made a promise to the girls that whatever happened at game night, you would follow through, so you just had to suck this up and wait for the night to end.

A fist banged on the door.

“I know you aren’t hiding out in that bathroom, Y/N!” Caitlin sang from outside the door. “Don’t make me come in there!”

Bending down, you gathered the robe and your discarded bra before standing up and opening the door.

“Believe me,” You stated blandly. “I want this night to end so I’m not dawdling.”

“I’m officially wondering why you are still single,” Caitlin muttered as you passed her and headed back into Iris’s bedroom.

“Alright, what other monstrosities do you want me to put on?” You asked, eyeing the fishnet tights. They were black and occasionally had rhinestones embedded in them to give them an extra sparkle.

Jesse grabbed the tights and swapped them for your bra and robe.

“Put those on, and by the way, they’re stockings, not tights.” She said with a wiggle of her eyebrows. “They go up to your thigh. Don’t worry about garters, these have stick adhesive to keep them up.”

“Someone help me,” You moaned as you sat on the edge of Iris’s bed and lifted your right foot. Slipping the first stocking on your foot, you stretched out your leg, pulling the material until it reached your upper thigh and under your dress by about two inches.

“Okay,” Iris said, bounding back into her room with a bright smile. “Barry and Cisco have done their job, and will meet us at the party.”

“What did you do?” You asked as you started working on the next stocking. Iris turned your way, and a large, devious smile slowly stretched across her lips.

“Oh nothing, just asked them to help with a little something the three of us have been working on.” Iris answered cheekily, and it was at that moment a sinking feeling formed in the pit of your stomach. “You look beyond gorgeous. I know a few men who’ll appreciate that tonight.”

You huffed at her before lowering your left leg and looking down at yourself, considering that your dress was one hundred percent comprised of sparkling rhinestones… the occasional few on your fishnet stockings actually worked well with the look. Reluctantly, and with a sigh, you grabbed the insane heels with the red sole and slipped your feet into them. Setting your now heeled feet on the floor, dread filled your body at the notion of having to wear these for the rest of the night.

A promise is a promise, and you didn’t break yours.

“Alright, the woman of the night is dressed, ready to break hearts, and then capture one… everyday else ready?” Jesse asked, now completely dressed up in a modest purple dress.

“Oh, one last thing,” Caitlin said before grabbing a box and opening it, revealing four thin cuffs, all black. “Cisco made these so if we lose anyone, we can track them down… and if anyone comes across a guy who doesn’t understand the word no? Well it also has a panic button that alerts the others and can provide a pretty nasty shock if need be.”

Getting to your feet, you walked over to Caitlin and took one of the bracelets, sliding it around your wrist.

“Glad to know that the boy’s care.” Iris chimed before a honk outside the house could be heard. “And that’s our ride. Come on, we’ve got a night of fun ahead of us.”

Grabbing your small black clutch you had dug out of the bottom of your closet, you checked to make sure you had your driver’s license, cash, one credit card, the ticket to get into the club, and your phone. Everything was there. Slipping it onto your wrist, you followed the others out of Iris’s room.

“So we’re meeting the boys at the club. Where exactly? Since I am assuming that this place will be packed.” You asked as you piled into the taxi Iris had called. “Because it’s going to be dark, crowded, and loud.”

“Barry said he and Ralph would meet us by the south bar, where the desserts will be when it gets past ten thirty.” Caitlin answered as she double checked her lipstick using a compact mirror.

“Dessert?” Your asked, perking up a bit. The three girls smirked at you, knowing full well that you loved to eat all kinds of baked goods, especially cakes and cupcakes.

“Yet another reason to hang around.” Iris grinned. “The food is supposed to be really good, my friend at Jitter’s says that its catered from a bakery here in Central City, and they go all out to keep with the artistic theme.”

“Well, I guess that means I’ll be counting the minutes until ten thirty.”

“At least try to have fun before that, maybe dance with a couple guys, have a drink?” Jesse asked, her eyes turning pleading and big.

“Drink? Yes,” You stated before pressing your lips together. “Dancing? Eh, maybe, depends on the song… and how drunk I am at that point.”

Jesse groaned and shook her head, mumbling about stubborn adults not wanting to let loose and have fun, but didn’t pester you anymore. You decided to get dropped off a block away since the venue would no doubt be swarmed with limos and fancy cars dropping off people who flaunted their money.

So, holding your coat close to your body, you scurried the one block to the nightclub. Or at least Iris, Jesse, and Caitlin scurried. You pretty much wobbled along, your balance not exactly coordinated with your heels yet. Weaving through the throngs of chattering people, you hopping in line to get into the club, holding your ticket close to your body. As you waited, it hit you.

“Wait Caitlin, you said that Barry and Ralph are meeting us at the south bar… what about Cisco? I thought he was coming?” You asked her as you steadily moved up in line.

“He is,” Caitlin replied with a nod of her chin. “He’s just taking care of something for us last minute, he’ll meet up with us when he is done. You know he’d never miss this.”

“Yeah, he’s been talking about this for the last three months.” Jesse added while nodding in agreement. “He’ll be here… hopefully…” She muttered the last part, which you raised your eyebrow at, but didn’t question her.

Turning your head forward, you watched as the group of woman in front of you, scantily clad, even more so than you, giggled as they were let in. Rolling your eyes, you stepped forwards with Jesse, Iris, and Caitlin and handed your ticket over.

The bouncer working the door verified your ticket before putting fresh ink on the stamper and stamping the backs of your right hand with the florescent ink that would glow underneath the club lights.

“Let the party begin,” Iris said happily before taking your wrist and pulling you into the depths of the club.

Walking through the dark club, there was a smell of alcohol, fake smoke, sweat, cologne, and perfume that seemed to follow you wherever you went. The tickling sensation in your nose took at least five minutes to go away, and by then your eyes had adjusted to the dark interior and you could actually see where you were going and what was going on.

The four of you had walked through the throngs of people already gathering and chatting away, heading for the south bar, which would be less crowded at this time. You made it to the bar before Barry and Ralph, not particularly surprising considering Barry is late for everything.

You decided to look at the bar menu while the three women started gossiping together. Your eyes scanned the large list of cocktails and spirits the bars were packed with, and you found yourself impressed with the selection.

Your eyes landed on a drink called the Boulevardier, made with whiskey, Campari, and sweet vermouth. It packs a wallop of alcohol in a dainty cocktail that would be perfect for a night like this. Add an orange twist and you were sold. As soon as you could, you were going to get one in your hand and start slurping up the alcohol.

“Hey!” You heard Barry call, and turning your head, you saw him and Ralph walk over wearing dressed down suits. Barry had a green vest that perfectly matched the sleek dress Iris had squeezed herself into while Ralph had on a black and silver get up, complimenting his alter ego’s suit. “Sorry we’re late, we got caught up in something. Cisco said that he’ll be along shortly, just that one of his projects is being stubborn.”

You raised your eyebrow at the statement, but thought nothing of it. It didn’t surprise you that Cisco was working with his toys right up to the party. Iris smiled before walking up to her boyfriend and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“You look rather dashing, Mr. Allen.” Iris said before pulling Barry down to plant one on him. Rolling your eyes, you looked to Ralph, who was still looking around.

“I’m surprised you gave up a night of work to come to this thing.” You commented, your lips twisting into a slight smile. Ralph’s eyes met yours, and he grinned.

“You know I’m not always thinking about work,” He said as he meandered over to where you lounged against the bar top. “You look fantastic. Why don’t you dress up more often?”

“Because I don’t like to.” You answered, blatantly honest. “Not to mention I’m showing so much skin I could be mistaken for a stripper. This is uncomfortable and my feet hurt. Brings a whole new meaning to beauty is pain.”

Ralph snorted and shook his head.

“Believe me, you look far from a stripper.” He said, his smile growing. “We might end up pulling guys off you by the end of the night.”

“Ha!” You puffed out with a small smile on your lips. “Doubtful, but whatever makes you happy Dibny.”

Jesse came bouncing over, latching onto Ralph and pulling him to the half filled dance floor. Iris and Barry were still being lovey dovey with each other so you turned to Caitlin.

“You brought me here so I had to be subjected to those two?” You asked, jerking your thumb at your two lovesick friends. Caitlin snorted before shaking her head at you.

“We all have to deal with it,” she said smartly and with a hint of sass. “We brought you here so we could finally get it in your two heads that you like each other, and stop pining after each other. I mean, do you know how many times we’ve wanted to lock you two in the supply closet and not let you out until you admitted your feelings!? So many times…”

“What?” You asked, your eyebrows pinching together in confusion at her small rant. Caitlin took a deep breath and brushed back her wavy hair from her face.

“Nothing, nothing, everything will work out tonight, everything will work out.” She chanted to herself before looking around. “I need a drink, anyone want a drink?”

With that, she marched off to the other end of the bar, where the bartender was cleaning some glasses. Alright, everyone had been acting weird tonight, and your not just talking about Cisco’s sudden aversion to tacos… something was going on, and you weren’t in on it.

Huffing, you looked down at the bar top and started drumming your red painted fingernails on it. You stared at nothing in particular until Cisco’s voice came chirping from your right.

“I told you I’d convince him! That transmogrification device is amazing!” Cisco exclaimed shortly before there was a frightening familiar disgruntled sigh. Freezing in your seat, your head turned until you saw the man that the disgruntled sigh came from.

Harry freaking Wells. In a freaking suit, that dressed down one Harrison Wells, or Eobard Thawne, wore the night the particle accelerator exploded. Black slacks, white shirt partially open at the top, and a black blazer. His hair was neatened up some from its usual spiky, bedhead mess, and your gut twisted and did flips as you stared at him, almost slack jawed.

The man looked unbelievably divine, albeit irritated that he was here, but nonetheless inhumanely handsome and you felt like melting in his presence. Wait, you think you already were…

“Harry, glad to see you out of the lab!” Iris exclaimed with a broad smile. Harry grunted in return, stuffing his hands into his pockets and looking around. His eyes caught yours, and widened slightly as you stared at him with a deer in the headlights look, your entire body now completely frozen. Oh god he probably thought you looked like a skank!

“Well, since we’re all here, let the party start!” Cisco crowed, clapping his hands together and rubbing them together.

It was going to be a long night.

You were on your second pink boulevardier, feeling the effects of the alcohol, and absolutely tired of telling men to leave you the hell alone. Men wanting a dance (mostly the dirty kind) had approached you at least a dozen times, or more, and each and every time you blatantly refused them. There was one thing on your mind, and they weren’t it.

Harry.

Groaning to yourself, you brought your glass back up to your cherry red lips and took another sip of the strong drink. The alcohol hit your tongue; the Compari taking the edge off the hard liquor as it ran down your throat and into your veins.

Well, your drinks had taken the edge off, but you still weren’t entirely comfortable, which is why you had spent nearly the entire three and a half hours since arriving, at the bar. About ten minutes ago the desserts had come out, and that included pink frosted cupcakes. A tier of them had been placed on the bar top a few feet down from you, and naturally, you had been eyeing them since then.

Eyeing them yet again with a hungry expression, the bartender let out a small laugh and took one from the tier, placing it on a napkin before setting it next to your drink with a wink before heading off to help out another customer. Staring at the cupcake, you sighed to myself.

“I’m such a hopeless pig when it comes to deserts,”

“I wouldn’t say that.” Your body perked up at the voice before you were looking over your bare shoulder to see Harry standing behind you, his hands in his slack pockets. “A woman who starves herself for the sake of beauty isn’t attractive at all. It’s rather sickening, actually.”

“I bet you wouldn’t say that when I’m stuffing my face with one of those,” You muttered as you pushed the cupcake aside and turned in your seat so you didn’t have to crane your neck around. Harry’s lips quirked into a rare smile.

“Presumptuous to assume I am that chauvinistic, Miss Y/N.” Harry countered, his eyes sparkling with amusement. You let out a puff of air through your nose.

“What’d they do to get you here?” Your asked before nodding your chin at the suit he wore. “And how the hell did Cisco get you into that and to actually brush your hair for once? You look good.”

Harry briefly closed his eyes as if reliving a bad memory before shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose, just below where his glasses rested.

“I could ask you the same. I’ve never seen you in anything more formal than that skirt you wore to Barry’s birthday party.” You remembered that party. Caitlin had convinced you to wear a skirt, something about showing off your legs. You had reluctantly agreed, but not for the leg part.

“I got blackmailed into keeping a promise,” You answered simply. “It was either come here, or tell—ah, never mind, it doesn’t really matter now, does it? I’m here and upholding my end of the deal.”

“Well, now, my interested is piqued,” Harry said with a slight chuckle. You eyed him before reaching for your drink and taking a sip.

“Well, piqued is all you’re going to remain because my lips are sealed, Dr. Wells.” You coyly responded, a flicker of confidence going through your body. Yep, the alcohol was definitely helping. You exchanged further smiles.

“Regardless of what caused you to be here tonight, you look radiant, and I know everyone here thinks so too, so why are you rejecting all advances?” Harry asked, cocking head to the side. “I mean you have the looks, a gorgeous body, a beautiful smile, why do you keep saying no?”

“Actually, I was telling them to get lost,” You answered dryly before looking down into your drink. “It’s because I am not interested in anything those men have to offer, they only want one thing, a one night fuck, and I’m not willing to give it to them. I have standards.”

“Then what do you want?” Harry asked. Your drink froze half way to your lips. Had he really just asked that? That was a very forward question and not one you ever imagined coming from a man like Harry Wells… and the way he had said it. You took a moment to think about his words, and then worked up the courage to express your thoughts: You wanted something real and long term, something that wouldn’t be fleeting or lack true emotional investment.

“What I want—“ You were cut off by a blonde woman wearing a pink dress two sizes too small, and sporting an overdone face that oozed plastic and botox.

“Excuse me, hot stuff,” she huskily purred, batting her fake eyelashes and running her obnoxiously pink talons up his biceps. Almost instantly you saw Harry shirk from her touch, clearly not liking it and very uncomfortable with the situation. You shifted your eyes back to the woman and narrowed your eyes.

She was looking Harry up and down like he was a piece of meat she wanted to dig her fangs into… much to your annoyance and anger… and much to Harry’s embarrassment and discomfort. Her florescent pink nails snatched the cupcake the bartender had been nice enough to bring over to you, and with one sensuous dart of her tongue, she licked at the frosting.

She did not!

Your jaw went slack momentarily before you bristled at her action and cleared your throat. The harpy’s eyes looked your way and distaste filled her golden brown ones. She sneered for just a millisecond before switching her face to a look of pure innocence.

“Oh! I’m sorry honey, this cupcake was just sitting there, and well, I licked it so it’s mine.” She cooed at you before turning her attention back to Harry. She licked her lips and briefly ran her sharp fingernails down his chest. “And hot stuff, I’ll be on the dance floor.”

Pure rage blazed in your eyes. With rare confidence roaring in your veins, you acted before fully thinking your not so bright plan, through. Slamming your glass on the bar top, you grabbed at the lapel of Harry’s blazer, yanking him towards you. When his head was in you vicinity, and in reach because he was so damn tall, you reached up with your other hand to slide your fingers into his perfectly coiffed hair and dragged his lips to yours.

His lips crashed against yours, and all that dreaming you had about what they felt like became a reality. They were soft, warm, and oh so delicious. Swiping your tongue along the seam of his lips, you was overjoyed when Harry parted his lips and gave your lower lip a sharp nip before sinking just as deeply into the kiss as you were.

Nearly jumping in place when a hand land on your naked side and snaked around to your lower back, your body was pulled slightly out of your seat and into his chest. Your chest pressed against his and you could feel the luxurious material of his suit against your skin. From your toes to your fingers, you felt your muscles go taught with desire. You could feel just exactly what lay beneath this suit, and you wanted it. This was what you wanted. You wanted him. You wanted him and not in a fleeting way.

Harry was quickly taking control from you, taking the lead hungrily, desperately. You knew he liked to be on control and had no issues letting him. Fingers pressed into your skin, sending little tingles outwards like shock waves from each touch. The lips pressing against yours fervently, seeking out a response you were very happily to give back.

Harry Wells’ kisses were not innocent, but hot, fiery, passionate, and demanding. They pulled you in, drugged you, left you chasing after more, which you were. Pulling him in closer, you felt Harry lurch for a second before he caught himself with his other hand on the bar counter. Smirking against his dizzying and achingly possessive lips, you gently bit at his lip, your hunger now ravenous and creeping into every bit of your mind and body. You were drunk on endorphins and savored every flick and tease his tongue gave yours. Correction, you were drunk on him.

There was a very obvious grating cough and you reluctantly pulled your mouth from Harry’s red smeared one. But you weren’t completely done with him yet, no, you had one last point to make. You tugged on the hair in your grasp, pulling his head back slightly. Then with blazing confidence, you flicked your tongue up the side of his exposed neck before planting a kiss against his skin that left a very obvious red lipstick mark. Harry let out a strained groan which made you giggle. That should do it.

Keeping your hand still buried in Harry’s hair and your fingers clutching his black blazer, you released the tension on his head and slowly turned to the harpy. She was fuming.

“Oh, well, I licked him so that means he’s mine.” You said loftily, your red lips twisted into a canary smirk. Harry dropped his face to your shoulder, burying his nose against your neck. His body lightly shook against yours and the hand on your back pressed into your bare skin harder. You knew he was just barely managing to contain his laughter so he wouldn’t ruin your smug moment. Rage burned clear as day in her raccoon eyes. You had won and she had lost. With a dramatic sneer of her over inflated lips, she flounced off to the dance floor, shaking her skinny flat ass as she went. You giggled at her response, purely elated that you had one upped her and her fake look.

“Oh, that felt good,” You mused to yourself, your triumphant smirk clear as day on your lips.

Harry raised his head from where it had been pressed against your neck while you were still quietly giggling to yourself. Taking a look at his face you saw his lipstick smeared lips were curled into a devious, delicious smirk. Your giggling quieted as you cocked your head and looked up at him, smugness in your eyes and burning desire in his. Harry pushed away from the bar top, getting his feet under his body once more before shifting his hands to gently cup the side of your face and neck.

“You, Y/N,” He hungrily rasped out as his fingers lightly glided over your tingling skin. “Are a little fiend.”

Your lips, which still held a smirk, curved into a deeper one as you leaned up close to feel the air he breathed out.

“What’re you going to do about it, Dr. Wells?” You queried, your eyes sparkling as you leered at him. “Spank me? I mean I did do us both a favor and got rid of her…”

“Don’t tempt me,” Harry responded, that fire still in his eyes. You let out another snort of laughter before your smile started fading and the brief drunken high faded. What did you just do!?

“I shouldn’t have done that,” You stated, horror slowly seeping in places where desire and want had once reigned. “I should not have done that… I— where’s my drink, I’m not nearly drunk enough to deal with this,” You started twisting back around, looking for your almost gone pink drink that surely would help you drown out the embarrassment rapidly taking over lust. Before you could completely face the bar once more, Harry had you spinning back to face him and was dipping his face back down to yours.

This time it was him initiating the kiss. While Harry didn’t kiss you nearly as long as you had kissed him, you were sure it had his desired effect because you forgot all about your unfinished drink. His tongue flicked across your crimson ones before seeking further reaction from you by weaving with your own. A pitifully soft whimper emerged from your throat and the Wells doppelgänger greedily devoured it, feasting off the taste of your drink and most of all, you. You truly did taste as exquisite as he had imagined nearly a thousand times by now, and the way your mouth effortlessly moved against Harry’s insistent one only had the genius angry at himself for not pursuing you sooner.

Running his lips across yours one last time, Harry swiped his tongue across your lip once more before pulling back to stare into your wide eyes. He left you breathless and reeling in your thoughts. Your mouth opened and closed for a few moments before you figured out what to say.

“You’ve got lipstick all over your mouth,” You whispered, your cheeks now permanently hot. You reached back for your drink napkin, which was damp with condensation from your glass. Your searching fingers found it and you raised it, beginning to wipe it at Harry’s mouth as he stared at you with arched eyebrows and percing eyes. “Well, I can say that was more than enough excitement for the night. I—“

“Y/N,”

“…sorry… that was completely wrong of me…” You continued your bumbling mumbles, high on adrenalin and anxiety.

“Y/N,”

“…shouldn’t have…”

“Y/N!” Harry said forcefully, taking your chin in hand and forcing your eyes back to his. You were quick to advert them. You refused to look at him, guilt and insecurity seeping into your veins. What if he only kissed you back because he thought the blonde harpy was irritating and being in her presence killed his brain cells? But why did he kiss you once more then? What if you— “Y/N, look at me damn it!”

Your eyes automatically darted back to his at his commanding tone as you stiffened in your seat.

“Stop freaking out and breathe.” He told you, his eyes kind and gentle. You nodded obediently before realizing that you had been wheezing slightly, on the verge of a panic attack. “That’s it, deep breaths, babe.”

Oh dear lord, this is why your previous relationships never worked out. Because you are so damn insecure and your past partners always got so irritated with you. You now had medication to help with your anxiety, and it works wonders, but only if you took it in the morning. You had forgotten your dose this morning because of a meeting you had at work. Closing your eyes, your focused on breathing, tuning out the throb of music, the chatter of voices, and the thoughts of Harry holding you close. Well, you couldn’t tune out Harry’s hands, but ever so slowly, your breathing returned to normal.

“Sorry, I forgot to take my anxiety meds this morning and you know how I am when I don’t take them.” You whispered, drooping where you sat. “And I’m really sorry about kissing you, I just—she was there, being a bitch, and my cupcake, she licked my damn cupcake… don’t even get me started on her voice. It was so irritating I just wanted to… and I don’t like to share…“

“Y/N,” Harry spoke softly, cutting off your soft mumbles. “I’m not upset you kissed me. Wouldn’t have kissed you again if I was. You saved me from dealing with a nightmare.”

“Just say no to plastic,” You muttered out, making his eyebrow shoot up once more and his lips twitch into a smile.

“God, you’re adorable,” Harry sighed, brushing his thumb down your cheek as you felt heat burn on your cheeks at his words. “Come on, you’re just going to get yourself worked up sitting at the bar for the rest of the night, and alcohol isn’t going to help either.”

“Well, it sure felt like it was helping, and you’re not the boss of me.” You muttered as Harry pulled you in the direction of the dance floor. “What’re you doing?”

“Jesse’s told me everything about you, including your love for dancing.” Harry grumbled. “And I might hate it, but if it helps you relax and actually enjoy yourself, I will tolerate it.” A few seconds went by and he tacked on one last statement. “For you.”

“But Harry,” You stared to protest, waving at his neck and the big red lipstick mark you had left. “I— I um… kind of left a mark on your…”

“Good, it’ll keep all of the harpies away.” He answered, tightening his hold on your hand. “The only woman I am interested in is you and considering you’ve now staked your claim, no more arguing.”

You felt like you were going to melt into a puddle at his words. He’s mine. God, you had actually said that! When had you gotten that brazen with your feelings?

The current song ended a people started milling around, some leaving the floor to get drinks, others entering the floor after downing one. Harry pulled you right into the thick of it, where you blended in with the suits and dresses. Harry spun you around so you were facing each other in the close quarters you had while you stared wide eyed up at him.

“Yes, I enjoy dancing, but that doesn’t mean I want to do it in front of a bunch of people!” You exclaimed, your eyes darting around to the swaying group as the DJ of the night spoke. Harry rolled his eyes before taking your hands.

He pulled you towards him so your bodies were pressed against each other before keeping his left hand entwined with your right and moving your other hand to his shoulder. When your fingers were resting against his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around your back and placed his hand on the small of your back.

“That’s fine, you just keep looking at me,” Harry said, looking down at you with surprisingly soft eyes. Curling you fingers that were pressed against his blazer, you nodded. He stared at you for a few more moments as the beginning of a romantic slow song started.

His hand briefly left your back to grab the pin in your hair, holding your waves up into a neat updo. In one soft yank, he pulled it free, releasing the sparkling waves around your shoulders. His lips twitched as he tucked the pin into his blazer pocket and returned his hand to your back.

“That’s better. As exquisite as your hair looked up, it looked far to rigid.” Harry said as he started moving your bodies to the rhythm of the song. “Relax, no one is looking at you but me,” He whispered reassuringly. “I’ve been to enough after parties to know that everyone is way too drunk at this point to care or even notice what other people are doing” You took a breath and briefly closed your eyes.

How were you supposed to relax when you knew he was looking?

The party was long forgotten in your minds as you teased each other the entire way back to the lab. After several rounds of dancing against each other, nearly making out on the dance floor, and Harry spending several minutes wrestling another alcoholic beverage from your hands, you had decided it was probably best to head back to the lab before your hands started tugging on clothing. Or at least Harry decided it, apparently you were dangerous when drunk.

At this point, you think the taxi drives were desensitized to couples leaving the nightclub because the one driving you back didn’t bat an eyelash when a brief kiss turned into a one minute passionate kiss. Paying for the ride, you practically stumbled up the pathway to the lab doors, pulling Harry along while giggling. When you made it inside and your stumbling in your heels didn’t cease, Harry simply plucked you off your feet and up into his arms, his long legs taking you into the heart of the lab.

As much as you wanted to attack his face and neck with your lips, feeling his skin underneath them, and sate the burning desire running through your veins, you did not want to have to clean up smeared lipstick from his skin one more time. So you opted to whisk your fingers over his neck, jaw, and occasionally dipped them into the neckline of his open shirt, getting just a hint of taut skin and muscle. Ohoho, someone had been hiding numerous amount of muscle underneath his black sweaters, and you most certainly wanted to explore each and every inch of it.

“Keep that up and we won’t make it to a bed,” Harry rumbled as you travel your finger along his collarbone hidden beneath cloth.

“Well, I certainly won’t complain,” You cooed in his ear, making him sigh in exasperation before turning down the hall where his room was located. Giggling at him, you tucked your head into his shoulder and closed your eyes for the rest of the way.

Harry entered his room and kicked the door shut before gently setting you on your feet. Twisting around, you looked up into his face, your fingers lightly reaching up to brush over his lips.

“Give me a minute to get this makeup off, okay, because as much as I love kissing you, it’ll get messy and I am not sleeping with it on my face…” Harry quirked an eyebrow at you as you extracted yourself, albeit a little unsteadily, from his arms.

Turning around on your heel, you took a wobbling step for the bathroom when a hand darting out and smacking you on your barely covered ass had you jumping with a yelp. Your head swiveled around as you narrowed your eyes at Harry and rubbed your slightly stinging behind with a grumble.

“I’m waiting,” Harry drawled out, a hint of a smirk on his lips. Huffing at him, you tossed my hair over your shoulder. “And you know I’m not a patient man.”

“Good things take time, darling,” You responded airily as you continued on your way to the bathroom. With one last look over your shoulder to see Harry staring at your ass, you entered the bathroom and shut the door.

With the door between you, you had at least hoped the burning sensation rippling across your flushed skin would go away. It did not.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” You whispered to yourself before lurching for the sink and fumbling for the bag Caitlin kept under the sink for when she needed to touch up her makeup. Finding it, you pulled out several makeup remover cloths.

What were you doing?

Yeah, you had dreamed about this for months, day dreamed too, had a few wet dreams, but now that you were so close to fulfilling them your anxiety was through the roof and you were second guessing your actions already. Shit, you really should have taken your meds! Feeling somewhat defeated, you started scrubbing at your face.

You broke down the makeup and scrubbed it off in record time before bracing yourself against the sink and running a hand through your wavy, sparkling hair. Your face was slightly red from your scrubbing, your lips were still crimson, stained from the lipstick but at least you wouldn’t be smearing the creamy substance all over Harry’s skin, and your eyes held just a hint of anxiety, bubbling underneath the burning desire. Gone was confident you. What if you weren’t good enough for him now that the magic was gone? Or he was having second thoughts about you?

“Y/N/N, you better not be second guessing yourself again,” Harry’s voice mumbled from the other side of the door as he rapped his knuckles against it. “Because you’re beautiful even before you put on that makeup.”

Drunk you agreed, but anxiety riddled Y/N didn’t, so with a sigh, you turned around and lurched back over to the door. Opening it up, you stared at Harry with a makeup free face, your hair all jumbled over your right shoulder, and your fingers trying not to clench into fists.

“I can’t help it,” You whispered to him. “I mean your you. You know… incredibly hot, drool worthy, you make me all hot and bothered when you talk about science stuff I don’t understand… and then there’s me, a B average college graduate who pays her bills working at a job that may not pay well, but I enjoy.”

“You are also forgetting cynical, impatient, and grumpy. Have you ever considered that maybe that is the very reason why I like you? Because you are passionate about what you love and put so much effort into it?” Harry asked, reaching up and cupping your jaw. “And I’d really like to show you just how much I like you before you run away from me again. Don’t think I didn’t know what you were really trying to do when you said you wanted that lipstick off.”

Your face flushed at his words, caught red-handed as usual…

“I do not run away from you!” You huffed at him. “I just—“

“No more excuses,” Harry said before pulling your body forwards, making your balance get thrown off so you had to rely on him to stay on your feet. You nearly crashed into his chest as he pulled your head forwards to place his lips on your.

Harry kissed you deeply, possessively, and with passion you didn’t expect from him, which prompted your eyelids to flutter shut so you could focus solely on the sensations he was eliciting with his mouth. You hands went up to press against his chest as his arm wrapped around you bare back and his hand slipped underneath the loose fabric of your dress to caress your skin. When Harry started stepping forwards and pivoting your bodies, your fingers dug into the rich material of his blazer as your feet stumbled to keep up. Your back hit the room wall with enough force that your lips detached as you let out an ‘oof’.

Blinking rapidly while you caught your breath, you stared up at Harry with wide eyes as he caged you in with those arms of his you had ogled and drooled over plenty of times.

“Harry,” You breathed out as he loomed over you, a hint of a smirk on his lips, and just when you thought he wasn’t going to get any closer, he did. Leaning forwards, Harry pressed his body against your scantily clad one, pinning you to the wall as he brought his face within centimeters of yours.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Y/N,” Harry said gruffly while you fought the heat creeping up your neck. You sputtered for words while he brushed his nose against the skin of your neck.

“What I do to you?” You sputtered out. “But your—“

You cut yourself off as he thrust his pelvis against yours and made you very aware of just how tight his pants were at the moment. The heat that had been simmering underneath your skin flooded your face.

“Feel that?” Harry asked, his words quiet as his lips brushed against your ear. Your breaths came out in shuddering sighs with every grind of hips against yours, and your mind was consumed by the little zips of heat echoing in your body. “You did this, you and you alone.”

Whimpering from the rush of arousal he was creating in your body, and the fact that it was only building, you dug your fingers into his blazer, wanting nothing more than for the material to disappear so you could flatten your fingers on his skin and soak in his body heat.

“Will you let me show you just how much you’ve made it challenging to not drag you out of the club and fuck you against a wall in some derelict hallway just obscure enough that no one would drunkenly stumble across?”

Dear lord, your pretty sure this man could make you orgasm alone just talking about the things he wanted to do to you, because you were pretty sure the uncomfortable thong you were wearing was now wet.

“Y/N,” Harry said gently, taking you chin and bringing your eyes back up so you were looking in his eyes, your hot face now on display. “You literally have no idea how much I want you right now, but I won’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

“It’s—it’s not that Harry,” You mumbled out. “I just… I’m scared that you’ll change your mind come morning, and I don’t think I could take that.”

“Then let me prove to you that this isn’t a onetime itch, and I doubt I could ever get enough of you.” Harry practically begged. Your mind raced as you made a split second decision. It was now or never.

“Ravage me before I get another chance to second guess myself.” You breathed out. “And don’t let me ever think you want otherwise, and hopefully drunk me will kick in by then, because that bitch is always horny for you.”

“With pleasure,” Harry responded with a smirk before diving back down. Your mouths met half way, slamming together in an open mouthed, need filled, kiss that had you reaching up and digging your fingers into his hair for more.

Tugging at his dark strands, his mouth muted your moan as his fingers traced the lace elastic bands of the fish net hosiery that sparkled underneath the low lighting of the room. With his fingers torturing your thighs, you bit at his lower lip, tugging at it with your teeth.

“Is that how you want it?” Harry asked, his voice husky and his eyes dark.

“Don’t make me beg for it, Harrison,” You whispered against his lips.

“I’ll save that for a later date, then,” Harry responded in a teasing tone. His fingers quickly found the thin back of the thong you wore, and in seconds was tearing it free from your body, allowing the skimpy material to fall to the floor.

While his fingers slid back to cup your ass, your own dropped down and were quickly working his belt loose and unzipping that tight zipper. Soon his own fingers were joining yours, shoving his slacks and briefs down just enough so the erection he had been teasing you with, was free.

“God, you have no idea how much I want you,” You groaned as you pressed your hands into the wall your back was pressed against. “I want you in me so bad, its been driving me crazy.”

“Good,” Harry purred back before his hands reached down and he was shoving them against your hips, sliding the skirt of your dress to reveal the elastic straps of your thigh high hosiery. With your dress bunched up around your waist, you let out a gasp as he all but hoisted you up against the wall, gripping you by your thighs.

Your arms automatically went around his neck, scrambling for something to hold on to while you wrapped your heel clad legs around his waist with a small squeal. Well, this was another admission on Harry’s part, the man was built like a god, and strong like one too.

Staring down into Harry’s eyes, your cheeks long since flushed, you were once against enraptured by his beautiful blue eyes. So enraptured you didn’t even register that he was pushing into you until he was at least halfway there. Sucking in a deep breath, a moan crawled up your throat as you dug one hand into his hair and the other into his shoulder, and when he started to move, oh you were completely gone.

With every even paced thrust and soft grunt, your back and shoulders scraped slightly against the wall of the room, adding just a hint of sting you found you didn’t quite mind. Harry leaned in for more kisses, which you welcome with zero resistance. Your kisses were sloppy at this point, his thrusting throwing your poorly aimed kisses off.

That didn’t matter, you just wanted your hands on each other and your lips working against each other. If you weren’t completely drunk from your drinks at the club, you were now just from the way his mouth twisted with yours. Breaking apart to breathe, you panted for air while trying not to whine from the way Harry managed to hit every spot that brought your body to life.

As your eyes fluttered from the sensation of fullness and pure rapture, your head flopped back against the wall, offering Harry a chance to latch onto pristine, unmarked skin. You marked him, it was only fair that he returned the favor. His mouth started kissing and biting at your skin, inciting you to push his head further into your neck and chest with a groan. You knew just from the way he was sucking and pulling at your skin he was leaving marks of possession, staying true to his words. Your fingers slid through his combed hair, ruffling it back to its perpetually messy state. The intense feeling that was filling your body faster than you could understand, consumed you.

“Jesus,” You gasped out, your hand on his shoulder digging in as your nails scraped his skin, no doubt leaving red marks on his gorgeous skin. You’d never felt so full before, so filled with pleasure and ecstasy, it was almost overwhelming.

“And here I thought you knew better than to call another man’s name while I’m in you,” Harry said against your skin, that teasing tone back in his voice. Breathlessly laughing out loud, you couldn’t help but bury your face into his wild hair.

“Not to worry, Dr. Wells, you do your job and the only name on my tongue will be yours.” You cooed in his ear, which seemed to please him because the next moment he was thrusting at a different angle, harder, and seemed like a man on a mission with his lips against your chest. “Fuck—Harry!”

“That’s it,” Harry said hoarsely as his lips ghosted up your neck and brushed against your ear. “It’s me making you feel this good, not Dibny, not Palmer, me. Say it again.”

“Harry,” You moaned out, your nails digging further into his shoulder. “Harry, Harry, Harry!”

That seemed to make him happy because his head turned and his lips sought out yours once more, capturing them as he relentlessly thrust his hips against your, driving his cock as far as he could go into your body. Harry’s teeth tugged at your lips before he flicked his tongue over the bitten spots.

All it took for you to get pushed over the edge was one placed thrust, and you were screaming his name one last time as your orgasm rushed through your body like a tidal wave. One enormous surge of fire burned through your veins, turning your legs to jello and making them go slack around his waist, his hands and arms now being the only thing holding you up.

Gasping for oxygen, you loosened your tight hold on his hair and removed your nails from his back, your arms trembling as you came down from the high. Harry pulled out as he planted a few delicate kisses on some of you stinging skin. You dropped your shaky legs back to the floor, standing wobbly with the heels and jello legs combined as Harry briefly took a moment to slide himself back into his pants and button them. He was very pleased with himself for finally indulging in you.

Wetness ran down your inner thighs, no doubt ruining the expensive hosiery, and at that moment all you could do was ask yourself if that really just happened. Did grumpy, stoic, yet incredibly handsome Harry Wells just fuck you against a wall? Clothes and all? Yes, he had, and you was surprised to find that you found that a turn on. Drunk you really was a horny bitch… you guess it was a good thing you rarely got drunk then.

Harry moved his face so he was staring into you eyes, and for a few moments all you did was stare at each other and breathe. His hands left your thighs and smoothed out your bunched up dress before one trailed all the way up to rest against your flushed cheek.

“Harry?” You asked in a small voice, not really sure what was going to happen now, and that word being the only one your mind was capable of speaking.

His eyes sparkled in satisfaction for a moment before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back to yours, his hand cradling your head. But rather than an intense, need filled, semi-chaotic kiss, his lips were gentle against yours, like butterfly wings against skin, or snow landing on eyelashes.

“I think I reached optimal satisfaction considering that the only thing coming out of your mouth for the last three minutes has been my name.” Harry mused, his lips still lightly brushing against yours. Your already flushed cheeks blazed with heat at his words, and at your realization that he was one hundred percent correct. You would have continued to softly sputter and blush trapped against the wall if realization hadn’t hit you.

“Harry,” You said, blinking up at him. “You didn’t—“

“Not important,” He responded, cutting you words off with a brush of his thumbs across you sensitive lips.

“But Harry—“ His thumb pressed against your lip, silencing you.

“What’s important is that you are treated like the woman you are, and given exactly what you need.” Your eyes dropped from his in embarrassment.

“I’d say so,” You mumbled quietly, your eyes darting around as heat rushed across your cheeks once more. “I mean I don’t usually… well… I mean…”

“I’m not a particularly selfish man when it comes to my own desires,” Harry spoke after you had trailed off. “But I am selfish about how I treat my woman, and I’d like to have my way with you and your incredible body if you’d allow me.”

“Well, you kind of already did,” You answered shyly, your legs shifting and once again reminding you of the ever present warmth he had caused.

“I told you I wanted to show you that this isn’t a onetime itch, Y/N, and I am only just getting started.”

“Oh,” You breathed out, the buzzing sensation of arousal coming back to life. Your face brightened up with hope. “So does that mean one more round? Because this dress is getting itchy and these heels are killing my feet…”

The smirk that formed on his face told you exactly what he was thinking, and even anxiety riddled Y/N seemed excited about that.

Date Published: Heck if I Know

Last Edit: 6/22/23

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Tom holland x reader

The boys like the holland siblings and Toms friends prank y/n but take it a bit too far that she actually gets upset about it. At first she doesn’t show that she’s upset until they see her upset.

Ignoring You

Pairing - Tom Holland x Reader

Summary - Tom, His brothers and Harrison all play a prank on Y/N as she did the same over the summer! It sometimes, turns out that they take it way too far.

Warnings - Slight angst, sadness but of course fluffy ending!

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Harry, Sam, Paddy and Harrison all sit around the kitchen table at Tom’s apartment.

“We should get Y/N back for pranking us,” Harry smirked, “Yh, she put blue dye in my shampoo!” Harrison made a scrunched up face.

“She has it coming now but what should we do?” Paddy questioned, pointing fingers to the other boys.

“Well-,” Sam started to tell but got cut off when Tom walked into the room, “What’s going on? Are you having a mother’s meeting or something?” Tom laughed, sitting down next to them.

“Er, no!” Harry gulped, The others looking somewhere else. They are not quite sure, how Tom is going to react on them pranking his own girlfriend.

“What are you talking about?” Tom smirked, getting closer to Harry and Sam. Nearly, breathing into their faces, “alright, alright! Gosh, your stare is way too intense!”

“Why, Thank you!” Tom gives a toothy grin, “So onto topic, what is you idiots chatting about?”

“Pranking your girlfriend,” Sam whispers, taking the bait as he looks down.

“Really?” Tom eyes widen, “But why?” He pouts like a cute, little puppy.

“You really don’t know what she’s done to us, have you?” Harrison laughed, getting Tom’s attention.

“Like what? Surely it isn’t that bad,” Tom stutters, “Did she prank you?”

“Yes, multiple times,” Paddy grinned, “I think Harry got the worse one, it was pretty funny but of course not to him,” he laughed.

“Well boys! Let’s get her back,” Tom smirks, the boys are surprised at how Tom is agreeing to prank you, “Tell you the truth she actually pranked me but I didn’t really care,” he shrugged, answering their amused faces.

“I thought it was funny,” Tom smiles, “Got any ideas on pranks?”

“Well as I saying before you came in, we could maybe.. ignore her?” Sam suggested, “What do you guys thing?”

“That would be suitable, it’s not too much work.. as in physically,” Tom grins, “I’ll try to ignore her, it’s going to be difficult,”

“Yes, of course but it’s going to be funny!” Harry laughed, “What did she do to you guys?” Tom questioned..

“Y/N poured flour all over the kitchen as I was cooking.. apparently it was funny,” Sam shook his head, “I mean it was funny but I just was trying to cook,”

“God knows, why but she made my hair go blue when I stopped round yours one time,” Harrison spoke up, “It took weeks to fully get it out,”

“Oh that’s why you was wearing a hat for like 3 fucking weeks,” Tom laughed, “I seriously thought you was going bald,” Harry and Sam smirked.

“Yh well, at least that’s better than unwanted blue hair,” Harrison laughed, shaking his head.

“Y/N thought it was funny to say that she broke my camera.. and binned it!” Harry laughed, “I actually thought it was broke, so I got a new one,”

“Oh, you do know she has your original camera. I did wonder why I saw your camera in my room,” Tom laughed.

“Y/N could of said can I have a camera, but no she had to prank me,” Harry whines, but laughs straight after.

“What about you Pads?” Tom asked curiously, “Oh, right. It wasn’t too bad I guess!” Paddy started off, “she scared the shit out of me, the other day by putting fake insects in the bathroom,” Paddy pulled a face.

“Yh, that is grim!” Tom pulled a disgusted face too, laughing.

“What Prank did she pull on you?” Sam, Harry and Paddy all grinned staring at Tom as Harrison asked the question.

“Y/N did a pregnancy prank on me,” Tom laughs, “I honestly, was panicking then I calmed down and I was going to explain everything is ok but she couldn’t keep it up,”

“Her face said it all!” Tom emphasised, using his cute little hand suggesters.

“What really?” Harry laughed, Sam nearly falling off of his seat.

“Yes, really!” Tom grumbles playfully, “I nearly had a baby bag ready,” He joked.

“Oh my god,” Sam mumbled, Harrison laughed at Tom’s words.

All the boys put a plan in action of pranking you, as you come to Tom’s this weekend. Thinking that it was a good idea to ignore you, to get back at you for revenge.

🧋

You knock on the door of your boyfriend’s apartment, noticing it was unlocked.

“Hi Tommy,” You smiled, hugging him. He hugged you back but looked up to you, not even talking at all.

“Are you going to say hello?” You giggled, normally he said hello, darling.

“Hey, Tom would you want Pizza?” Sam asked, “We are gonna order,”

“Yh, sure,” Tom answered to his brother but not to you.

“Hi, Sam,” You said, him not even answering just going back to the living room.

You roll your eyes not phased by it, maybe Tom’s just in a mood with you. You shrugged, going upstairs to the bathroom.

Coming out the bathroom, you saw Harry. “Hey, Harry, it’s nice to see you again,” you smile as you went downstairs, him following you but him not saying anything as well.

You wondered what was going on? Yet again you shrugged maybe, they are all having a bad day. Not wanting to burden too with it, your worried about Tom a bit more of course.

You went into the living room, sitting down next to Tom. “Hello,” You try again, him still not saying anything. It was him just staring into your eyes, of course he gave you a smile but yet didn’t speak.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, taking Tom’s hand rubbing it slightly.

Inside Tom felt pain, maybe he should stop? Is it getting a bit too much? He thought.

Tom decided, maybe ignoring you as a prank wasn’t the best idea.

“Hi, Darling,” Tom whispers, feeling guilty. He’s quick to bring her into a hug, it took you by surprise as he engulfed you with his arms but none the less you embraced him.

“What’s wrong, Tommy,” You asked, again not wanting to push his buttons.

“Nothing is wrong, everything’s ok,” Tom smiles at you, he snuggles into you more on the sofa.

“ok,” You smile, you don’t say anything else.

Tom bite his lip as Harry, Sam, paddy and Harrison come through the door. They all look at Tom weird as if you don’t belong there in his arms.

“Hi guys, you all haven’t spoken to me,” You smiled, yet again at them. They looked at you, looked back at each other and started talking but not to you.

Maybe, they didn’t want to talk to you? Well I mean Tom started to finally talk that’s the main good thing. Although he’s not really paying attention to me now, but that’s ok. You thought as you sneak upstairs, upset that no one is barely talking to you.

Feeling out of place, you shed a few tears as you took yourself up into Toms covers. Smiling at the way they are scented as him.

Tom talking to his brothers and Harrison, he turned around to your side but saw that you had gone.

“I’m just going to go check up on, Y/N,” Tom told as he starts to walk up the stairs.

“We went too far, didn’t we?” Harry frowned, “Oops,” Paddy said as Sam and Harrison nodded.

Tom walked through his bedroom door to find you curled up in his bed, under the covers.

“Darling? Hey, hey, It’s ok,” Tom rushed to pull you into his arms as you sobbed. None of them noticed, how you felt. Them definitely taking the prank too far, this time.

“They don’t like me anymore, Tommy,” Y/N frowned, tears running down your cheek.

“It was a prank, Y/N. I’m so sorry, we took it too far!” Tom breathed out, holding you tight.

You felt slightly relieved yet still sad with Tom’s words, “So it was just a prank,”

“Yes, I shouldn’t of done it with them. I know, but you did prank me last week,” Tom pouts, lightening at the mood as he wipes your tears away.

“Oh yeah,” You laugh out, now laughing and crying at the same time, “Oh yeah?” Tom smirked as he tickles you.

“No, no please,” You laugh out as you lay across his bed, Tom tickles your sides as you move about.

You pull him down on top of you, gripping his arms so he can’t tickle you.

“Enough,” You Tried to be stern as you laugh out with Tom, you kiss him right on the lips.

“Fine, Darling,” Tom whispers, finding another interest of his. Kissing your lips!

You and Tom go downstairs to see The boys, they all are sitting down on the sofa.

“Hello, guys,” You smile, sitting down with Tom.

“Hi, Y/N,” They all smiled, feeling a bit guilty of taking the prank too far.

“Y/N we are sorry we pranked you,” Harry, frowned with the others as they said sorry.

“It’s honestly, ok! Just watch your back,” You wink at them all, laughing at their shocked, reaction.

“Not again,” Paddy shook his head, “Anyone want to play a game?”

“Sure,” You said, all the others boys agreeing as Paddy gets some board games out.

Tom sat on the floor with you, “You are the best,” he smiles, kissing your cheek.

“Thanks, I try,” You flick your hair, sassy.

“Little miss sassy,” Tom smirked, “Obviously, Babe,” You kiss his nose.

“Ew, gross,” Harry playfully said, Tom threw a pillow at him.

“Just because your ass is single,” Sam sung, walking into the room.

Tom and you laugh, You all play a game sitting on the floor with all the boys.

#tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland fic #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland x y/n #Tom Holland

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mockingbirdshymn · 1 year

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rating camp camp pairings

because i ran out of ideas for posts and saw someone else do this a few years ago so swoop the idea is mine now

nerriston - 10000000/10

i love them. ok. i really do theyre super cool. it make sense like. they have a perfect dynamic. theyre cute. we have magician who has anxiety, cocky loud theatre kid who does not give a shit, and short dnd nerd who would beat your ass and probably carries in all the groceries at once. LIKE. its perfect. it literally is the best

im equally as loving of presner/harriston/nerrison but nerriston is my main otp

presnurf - fuck you/10

hacks gags dies

presmax - 1/10

personally i dont see this? and its not because they havent interacted, mostly because their personalities don't mesh well imo? not to say that opposites don't attract, thats the building ground for so many good ships, but with them its just. kind of just pure annoyance any time they interact. and unlike nerrison, it's not a continuing thing that makes it a rivalry and has layers to it (ex. background interactions, like at the lake lilac summer social), with max and preston its just general annoyance any time they bump into each other.

plus i hc preston to be 14 and max is canonically 10 and while my headcanons arent canon, that interpretation of mine makes it a very much no go for me

neil x harrison - 3/10

not for me, but i can 100% see it

again though, i hc harrison to be 14 and neil is canonically 11, so,,, another dealbreaker for my bc of this headcanon

nerikki - 3/10

definitely compatible, and if it werent for the fact i have a sturdy hc on cc campers' ages, i feel i could like it?

but 14yo x 10yo is a big nono for me

ered x nikki - 1/10

for me it feels like nikki has a crush on ered in the same way kids tend to have crushes and idolize people older than them. like how someone may like their friend's way older brother, even though hes like 6 years older, but it dies out once they mature and stop idolizing him.

ered is either 15 or 16 in my headcanons, and nikki is canonically 10, so,, nikki can have a crush on ered in the same way kids have crushes on celebrities, but for ered to act on that would be very very bad

ered x nerris - 6/10

can see it, not my favorite, but i can definitely enjoy content from it (like fanart or fics) if its not the main focus.

ered x dolph - 1/10

sir, dolph is like literally the youngest. ered is the oldest pls stop (ik the eggs benefits episode was what started a lot of ships but. but cmon)

honestly though i rlly like the idea of them as older sister younger brother type of dynamic, tho ive not seen many people hc that if any

space kid x dolph - 8/10

i like them as friends more but i can definitely see it and enjoy it!! either romantic or platonic, i really love their (imagined bc they never interact lmfao) dynamic, and theyd mesh together very well personality-wise. both are clueless (dolph because he doesnt pick up on things well/holds a very positive view on everything, and space kid because his brain is like a pinball machine), and both have no friends/are generally excluded from everyone else due to their differences.

makki - 9/10

at first didnt like it at all, i like it now though!! dont have much of a reason for this, just think it's cute. angsty boy and feral girl. max would be moping and nikki would bring him a cool rock and he would not understand why but keep it anyway

maxneil - 10/10

"mandatory gay pairing for every main characters" is what someone from a random youtube video from like 4 years ago would say

though i rlly like it. guy who doesnt care at all and guy who overexplains absolutely everything/cares too much. max would ask a retoric question and neil would go into a ramble. max annoying the absolute shit out of neil and neil just. loudly sighing

neil x nikki - 1/10

i headcanon them as stepsiblings after parents day!! before i used to like it, but the fact their parents boned and nikki discussed being siblings killed that for me

nurf x a cactus - 10/10

he deserves to be prickled

neil x tabii - 1/10

i dont like fics where they're together as adults if im honest. as much as i adore tabii, her borderline obsession with neil makes him uncomfortble and i dont think it'd really be healthy at all. hes made it clear he doesnt like her

max x sasha - 7/10

can def see it! two bitchy assholes, though i dont like the idea all too much. would need someone else in the relationship to balance it out, or else its just kind of two dicks doing back and forth

pikeman x sasha - 8/10

it would not be healthy but by fucking christ it would be hilarious

sasha would be the gold digger and pikeman wouldnt know how to speak to a woman and it would be great

nikki x sasha - 5 to 8/10

nikki was bullied by sasha a lot, also sasha is kind of a dick, but they could be cute if sasha got over herself and started to be actually decent. with care put into it, it would be cute in a storyline of "girl forced to be perfect her entire life and externalizes this onto others, learns to embrace her true self through realizing that girl who is messy and doesnt care about how she looks is happy"

or maybe i just really like mabel x pacifica. its one or the other

tabii x erin - 8/10

very cute!! i liked how they acted at the end of the lake lilac summer social, but they work more as best friends in my opinion? badass besties who would wingman each other and tell each other everything in sleepovers. but at the same time, i do love gay people.

erin x neil - 7/10

SIGH if only erin got more character development. it could have been very cute. mostly because erin deserved someone who liked her for something other than her loks, which shed been pressured to prioritize just all of the time. also neil and erin could bounce ideas off each other?? and once more, pathetic bf x badass gf

erin x snake - 2/10

there wasnt much between them outside of "omg hes cute" without much emotion put into it, yk? which is funny because i like snake x tabii which wasnt too different but whatever

snake x tabii - 8/10

TABII WAS A DICK TO HIM BUT OH MY GOD IT WOULD BE SO CUTE

forever crying about that. they would go so well together????? tabii deserves someone who thinks shes pretty i really like tabii and she and snake would be badasses together and i and i and i

pikeman x snake - 3/10

do not like it personally. mostly because pikeman's an asshole but yk

camper x counselor - wtf/10

daniel x david - 4/10

definitely not for me!! can be cute i guess, especially in aus where daniel isnt a cultist, but i dont think david would ever fall for a child murderer

david x gwen - 20/10

i love them. i love them so much. goes into my favorite trope of badass wife x too scared to ask for katchup at a ristraunt husband

david x jasper - 10/10

pre-jasper death only. post-jasper death and thats creepy because jasper is literally still a child

pre-jasper death and in aus where jasper lives, i will gobble that shit up like a starving turkey. i literally love it so much. like??? i cant explain why. plus ive read so many good fics with it that i am unable to hate it.

gwen x jen - 3/10

jen has appeared a total of one time for exactly 5 seconds. but in aus where shes given a character and isnt a murderer then i think it could work

daniel x jen - 5/10

never interacted (as if im one to talk with my nerriston bullshit) but cultist x cultist can be made interesting

cameron x priss - 9/10

could either be 1 of 2 things

your grandparents that keep fighting all of the time but love each other

two irresponsible grandparents that teach the child how to make an explosive

they seemed to have a sort of romantic connection and it wasnt all sexual attraction, and cameron's fear of comitment was the only thing really stopping them from enjoying a presumably happy and healthy marriage

platypus x food - 10/10

a match made in heaven

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whumpacabra · 7 months

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Day 16 - Gurney

Medical setting, angst, loss of a loved one, assumed dead, back from the dead, referenced: dehydration, starvation, bruises

[Follows Alone]

Katie didn’t normally work the late shift - she wasn’t supposed to work the late shift.

‘Bad for the baby’ many well meaning people had warned her. She was a surgeon - one that already had a daughter at home - and she knew damn well what her limits were.

But she had compromised, for her husband’s sanity.

‘What if you need me and I can’t be there? I’ll have to drag poor Mel along; she’s too young to be left alone at home.’

She worked day shifts only. Her scheduled surgeries were being gradually given to Marcus - another neurosurgeon in the hospital - to give her time off her feet. (Too much time to think.)

So she stayed late, a white lie about paperwork keeping her milling about the hospital hours past the end of her shift.

(How could she tell her husband she hated that house? How long could she keep coming home to a place half empty? How could she walk past the guest bedroom without her baby brother haunting the hallways with a smile she would never see again?

She didn’t know how, so she lied.)

“You know he’s just worried about you.” Janice, kind and smelling of midnight coffee, sighed behind the desk. The ER was eerily quiet tonight, only a few elderly heart murmur patients and confused addicts in the waiting room.

“I’m fine. You know I did a 14 hour surgery with Mel - and that was at 8 months.” Katie’s smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, a hand subconsciously drifting to her abdomen. “This little guy isn’t even kicking yet.”

“Not just the working.” Janice took a sip from her coffee, eyes drifting back to her computer monitor and the scattered documents on the desk. “You lost your brother, Kate. You should have at least taken some time - ”

“It’s been six months.”

“You only took two days off.”

“Not tonight, Jan.” Katie sighed, shaking her head as distant sirens whined. “I can’t - ”

“Hold that thought.” Janice’s slouch straightened, eyes sharp as she adjusted her headset, taking a call.

Katie looked to the clock. Quarter past midnight. It was getting late; Mel would need a ride to school, Awesome was working tomorrow at the clinic. Perhaps it was about time she -

“Goddamnit.” Jan’s voice was tight, agitated as she made calls to the ICU. Antibiotics, liquids - hold the X-rays, until we get the patient stable - prep a ventilator, just in case.

The sleepy energy of the ER had shifted immediately, the sirens whining closer.

“What’s that about?” Katie hazarded to ask when Janice finally finished her calls. The older woman shook her head, eyes wide with frustration.

“Don’t know why the hell they didn’t call until they were practically here - shit, I should give Ian a heads up, we might need to field police involvement, hang on.”

Before Katie could get more information, lights and sirens practically crashed through the glass doors of the ER. The paramedics, haggard and frantic, pushed a yellow gurney through.

Between their uniforms, she caught a glimpse of the withered man on the stretcher. He was skeletal - starved and dehydrated and horribly still, save for shallow breaths shuddering below bruised ribs.

Her eyes skimmed his face, and her heart fell to her feet. The bustle dissipated, gurney racing toward the ICU.

“Sweetheart, are you - ?”

“Harrison.” Katie’s eyes were welling with tears. It was him; it was his face - they buried an empty casket - where had he been all this time, what happened -

“Kate.” There was warm concern in Jan’s voice, tinged with an anxious undercurrent. “I think you’re a little overtired - Katie!”

She was halfway through the ICU by the time someone stopped her. He was tall, blonde beard dull despite the too-bright hallway lights. She had just caught up enough to see the gurney roll into a private treatment room.

“Get out of my way.” The venom in her voice was thick with a reflexive anger. Her teeth were already bared in a snarl, eyes still locked on the door her not-dead baby brother had been taken through.

“Doctor Gomez.” The man’s voice rumbled with authority, Katie quick to recognize the military standard shoes and watch. Her cutting gaze shifted from the doors to look at his face.

He was tired, doe brown eyes above dark bags of sleeplessness. This close she could smell days of sweat and the familiar metallic bite of dried blood. Raised hackles fell slack, defensive snarls silenced by the relief (the grief) of knowing it was Harrison. It had to be.

“Agent Walker, CIA. Pleasure to make your acquaintance. We should - ”

“How is he?” Her damp eyes were pleading, desperate. Unburying the dead and prying open an empty coffin. Agent Walker’s eyes softened, shoulders relaxing just a fraction.

“He’s strong. He’ll live.”

Katie sobbed, arms wrapped around herself. He was alive. All this time he was alive and - she couldn’t bury him again.

[Directly followed by Seeing Red]

(Part of my Freelancers: Swansong series)

#whump #whumptober #whumptober 2023 #no. 16 #gurney #oc #whump writing #medical setting #angst #loss of a loved one #assumed dead #back from the dead #freelancers #on one hand I was like hm Walker should probably offer a hug but a) they would not do that. and b) Katie would not want one from a stranger #so no comfort today. just Katie on the verge of a mental breakdown.

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judgementdaysunshine · 2 years

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Masterlist

Fics i have done!

Fandoms i write for!

Young justice

Kaldur'ahm/Aqualad

Megan morse/Miss martian

Connor kent/Superboy

Artemis crock/Tigress

Jaime reyes/Blue beetle

Cassie sandsmark/Wondergirl

Wally west/Kidflash

Barbara gordon/Batgirl

CSI Vegas

Sara sidle

Nick stokes

Mia dickerson

Greg sanders

Catherine willows

Warrick brown

Riley adams

Gil grissom

M*A*S*H*

Benjamin hawkeye pierce

Margaret hot lips houlihan

B.J. hunnicutt

Margie cutler

Radar o'reilly

Kellye yamoto

John mulcahy

Stranger things

Nancy wheeler

Dustin henderson

Max mayfield

Jonathan byers

Robin buckley

Steve harrison

Jane hopper/el

Lucas Sinclair

Joyce byers

Mike wheeler

Barbara holland

Jim hopper

CSI Miami

Walter simmons

Yelena salazar

Ryan wolfe

Natalia boa vista

Eric delko

Calliegh duquesne

Horatio caine

Alexx woods

Jesse cardoza

Marisol delko

Marvel

Kate bishop

Clint barton

Natasha romanoff

T'challa

Cassandra lang

Sam wilson

Kamala khan

Bucky barnes

Shuri

Bruce banner

Mortal kombat

Kung jin

Skarlet

Hanzo hasashi

Sonya blade

Kuai liang

Jaqui briggs

Johnny cage

Kitana

Takeda takashi

Jade

Jax briggs

Cassie cage

Resident evil

Claire redfield

Carlos olivera

Sherry birkins

Leon kennedy

Jill valentine

Jake muller

Helena harper

Chris redfield

Alice

NCIS NOLA

Chris laselle

Loretta wade

Sebastian lund

Hannah khoury

Patton plame

Sonja percy

Dwayne pride

Tammy gregario

Final destination

Clear rivers

Lewis romaro

Wendy christensen

Kevin horton

Carrie dryer

Kevin fischer

Kimberly corman

Thomas burke

Alex browning

The mighty ducks

Fulton reed

Julie gaffney

Adam banks

Charlie conway

Dean portman

Guy germaine

Dwayne robertson

Luiz mendoza

Connie monreau

Criminal minds

Emily prentiss

Spencer reid

Jennifer jareau

Aaron hotchner

Kate callahan

Derek morgan

Penelope garcia

Luke alvez

Tara lewis

Matt simmons

Trauma center

Derek stiles

Angie thompson

Gabriel cunningham

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Erhard miller

Naomi kimishima

Markus vaughn

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Carol hathaway

Doug ross

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Gregory pratt

Samantha taggart

John carter

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Luka kovac

Harry potter

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Luna lovegood

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Sirius black

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Blaise zabini

Hermione granger

Kingdom hearts

Namine

Riku

Kairi

Sora

Aqua

Terra

Xion

Ventus

Roxas

Xmen

Charles xavier

Ororo munroe

Warren worthington

Kitty pryde

Kurt wagner

Illyana rasputin

Erik leshnerr

Raven darkholme

Logan

Marie d'ancanto

Peter maximoff

Jubliee

Pixie

Pixie o'brien

Harland mckenna

Frank mccullen

Final fantasy

Cloud strife

Oerba dia vanille

Snow villers

Tifa lockhart

Hope esthiem

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Lighting farron

Zack fair

Aerith gainsborough

Narnia

Lucy pevensie

Peter pevensie

Susan pevensie

Edmund pevensie

Mr tumnus

Prince caspian

NCIS LA

Marty deeks

Shay mosley

Sam hanna

Kensi blye

G callen

Fatima nazami

Eric beale

Harley hidoko

Nell jones

Code lyoko

Aelita schaffer

Odd della robbia

Yumi ishiyama

Ulrich stern

Milly solovieff

William dunbar

Tamiya diop

Jeremy belpois

Triple frontier

Will "ironhead" miller

Frankie "catfish" morales

Benny miller

Santiago "pope" garcia

The night shift

Landry de la cruz

Joey chavez

Gwen gaskin

Kenny fornette

Jordan alexander

Michael ragosa

Drew allister

Shannon rivera

TC callahan

Ewan mcgregor characters

Catcher block

Dan torrance

Perry makepeace

Christopher robin

Rodney copperbottom

Robert lewis

Alex law

Edward bloom

Star wars

Crosshair

Cara dune

Luke skywalker

Aayla secura

Hunter

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Cal kestis

Rey skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

Bo katan kryze

Qui gon jin

Tech

Ahsoka tano

Poe dameron

Leia organa

Echo

Finn

Iden versio

Del meeko

Wrecker

Misc 1

Jack mercer

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Spike spiegel

Toph

Lu fox

Elizabeth martinson

Casi

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Mahtilda

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Bill s prescott

Iris

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Rachel

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Marta

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Tess finnegan

Ryan williams

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Toni

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Skeeter

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Stephanie speck

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Viola eade

Jonathan levy

Evey hammond

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Casey jones

Marni

Elliot alderson

Misc 2

Chris chambers

Andie anderson

Michael perry

Beatrix "the bride" kiddo

Elliott

Quinn fabray

Benjamin barry

Dani rojas

Billy/four

Daphne moon

Javi gutierrez

Allison reynolds

Hector villanueva

April o'neil

Ned tash

Kara

Don billingsley

Asami sato

Beau hutton

Monica long dutton

Joey coalter

Celine naville

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zero-braincells-left · 1 year

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ship opinions 🤡

disclaimer these are my opinions

ur opinions are also valid unless it’s adult/minor in which case I respectfully ask you to go jump off a bridge <3

david x gwen:

oooohohoho I used to love gwenvid so much

they,, they’re so cute together

but I don’t feel as strongly abt it anymore

overall I’ll give this an 8/10, I love it both as romantic or platonic :)

david x daniel:

0/10 booooo 🍅

daniel is a literary cultist and I hate him </3

(this applies for david or gwen x daniel or jen as well)

(ffs jen was a one-off character made for a joke. why do y’all even remember her 💀💀)

(daniel x jen I think is dumb and I couldn’t care less abt)

david x jasper:

9/10 jasper survives au or when they were both kids, I love them anyways

I can’t describe why. its just. a great ship

david or gwen x literally any other adult I didn’t mention is 0/10 and irrelevant

oh god. it’s camper time. time to be controversial :)

max x neil:

7(??)/10

i used to love this so much and I’m currently unsure as to where I stand on this ship

rn I think they’re just friends but

still cute

max x nikki:

0/10. they’re friends

i can’t describe why I despise this ship as much as I do but alas it just is this way

nikki x neil:

??/10

idk man

on the one hand. sibling dynamic my beloved

but i 100% did have a phase where i decided the sibling h was stupid and instead decided to ship them, and that little voice in the back of my head still likes the idea

but I also know everybody doesn’t like this ship and I too am prone to peer pressure (by online strangers)

so currently I have no strong feelings on this ship at all ig

max x nikki x neil:

1/10 maybe?? but they’re better as a friend group

..harrison x nerris:

do I even need to say it

10/10 I love them 😀😀

the lake lilac dance episode still drives me insane. they,, they 100% wanted to dance together you can literally tell in the episode shhduhdbhudbhudnjisnjisnjienjienjis

“they certainly are standing next to eachother” hell yes they are. all the time. nneuindhubehuhhrbugrbsiuhbhueinuhebeuhubsiuhbsyugvsyugvsgyunrnunrijhen

ok next

presner, harriston, and nerriston all get a solid 7/10 they’re pretty nice but nerrison is still my favorite

max x harrison:

0/10 no thanks

ok moving on

neil x harrison:

0/10 this is,, no,, I don’t like it idk why

I don’t.. no

max x nerris:

🤷/10

i don’t care for this one at all tbh u do I ig but

meh

Nerris x nikki:

1/10 cute in theory, I have no real complaints about them, just don’t ship it or see it happening

max x preston:

augh. I’ve been dreading this one because,, idk actually

i used to hate this one bc i just didn’t see it and I’ve felt that way for basically as long as I’ve been in this fandom but recently

I can.. sort of see it? a part of me does things it’s kinda cute, age hc (or in max’s case, just canon) is 10 & 12 which isnt horrible but do with that’s what you will

i give this one a solid 6/10 for now, maybe 5/10

ered x nikki:

0/10 nikki def has some sort of ‘crush’ on ered but I don’t ship it and it’s more just like younger kids idolizing older ones

also. ages in my hc is 10 & 15 so,, yeah no.

Ered x dolph:

0/10 no no and no. age hc is 8 and 15 no.

space kid x dolph:

5/10, could be cute but I prefer them as friends

max x space kid:

3.5/10

i think it’s kind of cute but I do not see it at all and don’t really ship it

nurf x anybody 0/10

i keep forgetting Nurf exists and I don’t like him so fuck off

ok I did it

#orea’s irrelevant thoughts #camp camp #im not tagging everyone

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queeniecamps · 1 year

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Favorite ships to least favorite ships?

LOVE: Gwenvid, masha, campriss, dankev

Like: neil x snake, pikemax, jaspvid, danjen, harriston, spacemax, comedy trio OT3 (this one has MAJORLY died down, RIP)

It's cute: maxpres, neil x nikki? (depends on who's writing/drawing it and the general dynamic), nerris x nikki

Neutral/no opinion: makki, neil x nikki (this one's DEBATABLE, depends on the day really) nerris x harrison,

Not my thing: gwenjen

Dislike: danvid, nikki x ered (age gap + dynamic mostly)

Instant block: M*xvid, c*mvid, really ANY ship that involves a child and adult

I'm mostly adding "popular" ships, aka, stuff that has content, so crack ships like daniel or jen x the cute waitress aren't included DSFHGSFF

#jaspvid tw #ask #queenie talks

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trash11037 · 2 years

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Sims fandom Save/world

This is the list i have so far, the format goes

show name

TOWN

-family

*any extra information

the list will be under the keep reading as its quite long, around 233 sims when i last count it but that may be a little off

as always feel free to comment more characters that you believe deserve better from any shows/games, or if you think a different town would suit the characters better (i dont own the wedding or highschool pack though so any towns except for those ones are fine

ALSO SPOILER WARNING BELOW FOR THE FOLLOWING

AI the somnium files, danganronpa kindergarden, possibly mystic messenger?

this is because this list names a few characters introduced or revealed later

Camp Camp

GRANITE FALLS

-Max, David, Gwen, Nikki, Neil, Space kid, Harrison

*David is the parent of Max and Harrison, Gwen is the parent of Nikki and SK, Neil is just here to not separate the group

-Preston, Ered, Dolf, Nurf, Preston, Nerris, Nerris Parents

*theres no plot to that one I just love nerris parents

Rwby

BRITECHESTER

-Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Zwei

-Jaune, Nora, Pyrrha, Oscar,Ozpin, Emerald, Mercury

Voltron

-Keith, Lance, Hunk, Pidge, Shiro, Adam, Kosmo

-Allura, Coran, animal to be all the lions

-Matt, Adam,

AI the somnium files

-Date, Mizuki, aiba, Tama, Ryuki

-Iris, Hitomi, Manaka

-Pewter, Renju,

-Amame, Kizzy, Shoma

-Boss, Bibi

Deltarune

-Suzie, Kris, Ralsei , lancer noelle

Undertale

-Frisk, Papyrus, Sans, Undyne, Alphys, Napstablook, Toriel, Mettaton

Sims 2

STRANGERVILLE

-Pascal, Nervous and Tycho

-Ripp, Ophelia join the Smith family

WILLOW CREEK

-Remake the Goth family

-Remake the Lothario/caliente

-Pleasant family

Mystic messenger

WINDENBURG

-Jaehee, MC Married and owns a coffee shop with a cat

-Saeyoung, Saeran

-Rika, Yoosung

-V, a guide dog

-Jumin, Liz

-Zen

Danganronpa

BRITECHESTER

-Makoto, Sayaka, kyoko, Aoi, Sakura, Taka, Mondo, Chihiro

-Hifumi, Leon, Hairguy, Celeste, Byakuya, Mukuro, Junko

-Nagito, Hajime, Chiaki, Gundham Tanaka, Sonia, Kazuichi, Imposter

-Fuyuhiko, Peko, Mahiru, Teruteru, Ibuki, Hiyoko, Akane, Nekomaru

-Shuichi, Kaede, Kiibo, Maki, Kaito, Rantaro, Gonta, Kokichi,

-Korekiyo, Tenko, Angie, Himiko, Ryoma, Kirumi, Miu, Gonta

-Kokichi, Usami, Tsumugi, Monotaro, Monodam, Monosuke, Monokid, Monophanie

Omori

Willow Creek

-Omori, sunny, Mari, Mewno

-Hero, Kel, Hector

-Basil, Aubrey

(build the hotel in Oasis spring)

LIS 1,2 , 3

1 Britechester, 2 willow creek, 3 Bridleton Bay

-Nathan, Victoria, Taylor, Courtney, Dana, Juliet

-Rachel, Max, Chloe, Kate

-Sean, Daniel, Estaban, Chris, Mushroom, lyla

-Alex, Gabe, Ryan, Steph, Valkyrie

Kindergarden

Newcrest

-Nugget, Jerome, Monty, Cindy, Buggs, Lily, Billy

-Ted, Felix, Penny, Carla, Ozzy, Alice

Persona 5

Mt. Komorebi

-Akira, Futaba, Sojiro (owns a café in Windenburg)

- Ann, Haru, Ryuji, Makoto, Yusuke, Morgana

-Akechi, Sumire, Maruki (therapy house)

Portal 1 and 2

EVERGREEN HARBOR

-Glados, Chell, Wheatley,

Homestuck

-John, Dave, Rose, Jade

-Arcadia, Tavros, Sollux, Karkat, Nepeta, Kanaya, Terezi

-Vriska, Equius, Gamzee, Eridan, Fereri

Spy X family

Brindleton Bay

-Anya, Loid, Yor, Dog

TOH

Strange town

-Luz, Eda, King, Amity, Willow, Hunter, Gus, Lilith

Gravity falls

Strange town

-Soos, gruncle stan, ford, Mabel, Dipper, Wendy. Possibly bill.

Zero escape

Newcrest

-Ace, Snake, Santa, Clover, Junpei, June, seven, Lotus (no 9th man sorry 8 sim max)

-Sigma, Quark, Old man junpei, Dio, Phi, Alice, Luna, K, old lady Akane

-Emopei, Carlos, Akane

-Simpma, Diana , Phi

-Eric, Mira , sean, Gab

#sims 4 save file #sims 4 #sims 4 fandom world

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hardynwa · 3 months

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Cops arrested for kidnapping in Rivers still walking free – LP candidate

A Delta State House of Assembly candidate, Harrison Gwamnishu, has alleged that three officers of the Rivers State Police Command arrested for kidnapping a man recently were yet to be prosecuted. The officers, ASP Doubara Edonyabo, ASP Talent Mungo, and Inspector Odey Michael, had kidnapped the man in Aba, Abia State, took him to Bayelsa State and later Ughelli in Delta State where they allegedly took the 3000USDT equivalent of N 4,200,000.00 from him, a police statement revealed. Following their arrest, the command disclosed that an investigation into the incident had begun while the money collected had been returned to the victims on January 18. However, Gwamnishu who raised the initial alarm, stated in an X post on Friday that the erring officers were still ‘walking freely’ and wouldn’t be dismissed because they are senior officers. “Since on the 18th of January, through my effort and that of my team, we arrested these officers that were involved in kidnapping and taking ransom of $3000USDT from their victim. “Till date, these officers are walking freely at the command and putting our lives and that of the victim at risk. I was boldly told they can’t be dismissed because they are senior police officers. They are ASP Doubara Edonyabo, ASP Talent Mungo, and Inspector Odey Michael,” he wrote on X. The Rivers State Police Command spokesperson, Grace Iringe-Koko, couldn’t be reached for her immediate reaction. However, in a statement released on January 22, Iringe-Koko disclosed that the officers whose actions violated the law and the ethical standards of the police force, were facing disciplinary actions. “The two officers have been issued with official queries, and the inspector has been slated for an orderly room trial. Additionally, to demonstrate our commitment to transparency and accountability, the Rivers State Police Command has decided to publicly parade the officers before the press on to underscore the seriousness with which we view this matter,” she stated. This isn’t the first time such misconduct has been reported involving Rivers State policemen. In December, four operatives were involved in the alleged abduction of a hotel worker in Port Harcourt, the state capital. The victim identified as Darlington was reportedly arrested on his way to work when the police officers accosted him near Choba in the Obio/Akpor Local Government Area of the state. They were later arrested after the matter was reported to the Divisional Police Officer. Read the full article

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 10 months

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⚡He's Mine & I'm Yours

He’s Mine & I’m Yours: You have long since pined over the dark, grumpy, and stoic Harrison Wells from Earth Two, and after a fun round of drinking and a game of truth or dare, you end up stuck between a rock and a hard body er… place, hard place. So after both you and Harry get blackmailed into going to a nightclub party, things heat up when a cupcake meets an early demise at the taloned hands of a barbie wannabe. You do not like sharing your cupcakes with anyone, and you don’t like being challenged, especially by a woman who stole your cupcake, and is now setting her eyes on your object of interest: Harry.

Overall Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Scenes (Unprotected Sex Is A No No), Drinking (Be Responsible).

To Note: Harry Wells x Female!Reader, Reader Has Extreme Anxiety & Long Hair For Plot Reasons.

Total Word Count: ~17.6k

Legend:

❗ = Explicit Sexual Material

⚡ He's Mine❗

⚡ I'm Yours❗

Date Published: No Idea

Date Completed: 7/14/23

Last Edit: 7/14/23

Harry Masterlist

The Flash Masterlist

#harry wells #harry wells x reader #the flash x reader #the flash

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xtom-darling-x17 · 2 years

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Hi!! Love your writing… wondering if you could do a Tom x reader story where she and Harrison prank Tom that they have a secret relationship or something.. I feel like he would react really cute and sad… sorry if it’s a bad request

Beautiful like Gold

Pairing - Tom Holland x Reader

Summary - You thought it would be a good idea to trick Tom.. into thinking that you and Harrison has a secret relationship

Warnings - Angst such as Sadness

A/N - Thank you so much for your request, Hope you enjoy! It’s not a bad request at all, don’t worry. Appreciate all the love and support 🥰

You smirked as you see Harrison pick up his phone, across the coffee table.

“Who’s that, mate?” Tom questioned leaning over his shoulder, “Er, I don’t know..” Haz laughed, nervously.

He gives you a face, mouthing “Cut the Ballshit,”

You giggle, shaking your head.

“Y/N/N, what are you doing?” Tom goes to sit next to you, “Oh, nothing just looking through funny memes,” You flick through as he watches.

“That’s not funny,” Tom mumbles, seeing as it was a meme of him. The fans thought it is funny on how he pronounces croissant.

“Lighten up, it so is!” You laugh harder, pushing his elbow and then hiding behind his back falling on pillows.

You and Tom are best friends ever since childhood, the Holland family are like your second family! However, today you and Harrison have made a plan of how to get Tom to confess his feelings.

Aka pranking him with “You and Harrison dating, secretly”

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” You stood up, “Be right back,” you ran up stairs, not letting Tom get a word in.

Harrison already knew the plan of course, so he didn’t have to ask anything.

“Hey man, I’m gonna go to the kitchen to get some beer,” Haz nodded.

“Yh, that’s cool,” Tom nodded.

Seeing that you texted on Harrison’s phone, he left it on the sofa.

Tom being Tom, picked it up.. seeing a text from you like just 5 seconds ago.

From Y/N, My Love❤️ - Meet me upstairs, baby ;)

Must of forgot his phone, Tom thought..

How is this possible? You and his other best friend secretly doing whatever this is, is it even a relationship?

Tom breathes heavy as he walks up the stairs to find you and Harrison in the guest bedroom.

Before Tom came up..

“Harrison, I swear this isn’t going to work! This is a stupid plan,” You shook your head.

“Y/N, honestly, it is! Trust me, we are going to get him good as gold,” Harrison smirked, “All we need to do is act we are into each other,”

“Ok, Mr. Genius,” You sigh and giggle.

“Here he comes,” Haz said as he hears Tom come up the stairs, “Act in love,” he whispers.

After Tom comes into the room..

“What are you guys doing?” Tom questions very quietly, his heart rate spikes as he sees you holding hands and looking at each other.

“This is not how we wanted to tell you, Tom,” Harrison spoke first, knowing that you definitely will blow their cover.

“Really? You been secretly dating, behind my back,” Tom whispers, shaking his head.

“Yh,” you nodded, “I do like him,” your not wrong because you do like him, just as a friend.

“That’s cool, I guess! You guys look good together, I’m glad for the both of you,” Tom spoke up, gathering this thoughts and feelings up.

“At least your not with some dickhead,” Tom smiles, “I’m gonna leave you to alone and go downstairs,” he told you.

“Yh,” you slime, “Thanks, mate,” Harrison waves to him.

After Tom goes back downstairs..

“God, that was shitty!” You breath out, “Should we tell him the truth? I really do feel bad!”

“Maybe, but he took it pretty good,” Harrison sat on the bed, “Let him cool down, he gotta have a lot to think about,”

You nodded, sitting down with Harrison.

Tom sat on the sofa again, sighing as he thought about his love for you.

Always wanting to be that guy, who gives you love and comfort to you. The way you deserve to be treated, like a Queen!

Tom let out a tear dripping down his face after, he learnt that his best friends are dating each other. All he ever wants for you to be happy, then he’s happy because he can’t be angry at that.

After about 20 mins, You and Harrison come down the stairs. Ready to tell the whole truth to Tom, as your not dating each other.

“Tom,” You sat on the sofa, leaning into him, “I’m sorry,” you give him sorrow eyes.

“What for? You did nothing wrong,” he mumbles, Harrison comes through the door.

“Yh, sorry mate,”

“Well, we aren’t actually dating!” You and Harrison shook your heads.

“Wait, your not?” Tom furrowed his eyebrows, “Nope, it was a prank,” Haz finally, let out.

“Oh, my god! You shit heads,” Tom laughs leaning into his knees, “You really did it this time!”

“Yep, we know,” You smirked, “Karma is a Bitch!” You laughed.

“I’m gonna get you and you back,” Tom pointed at you, “I actually gotta go, but Yh we planned everything! Not like you didn’t know you had it coming, but Yh see you later,” Harrison chuckles, winking at you playfully as he opens the door to go out.

“Yh, bye,” You and Tom say as the door closes.

Tom shifts closer to you, taking your hand into his as he speaks, “My heart went out of my chest, like for real,”

“Wait, Really,” Your eyes went wide with Tom’s words.

“Yes, Y/N/N! Your my best friend and I’ve loved you for ages now, it’s just I never wanted to ruin our friendship..” he breathe out, looking at you.

You lean in, pressing your lips onto his as he takes his hand to the back of your head.

“I love you too, Tommy,” You smile, adding, “For a very long time!”

“That makes me feel relived, Love,” Tom smiles, “Will you do me the honour of becoming, my girlfriend?”

“Yes, Tom,” You giggle, Tom nods as he smashes your lips together passionately.

Taking in all your beauty, as he can finally get to call you his.

“Don’t think your off the hook from pranking me, that was mean,” Tom playfully, pouts to you.

“I know, baby,” you wink, cuddling into him as he turns the Tv on.

Luckily no one else is at his apartment right now, your on your own with him.

“Your curls are soft,” You giggle..

“You touched them before, baby,” Tom laughs.

“Yh, but not like this,” You giggle again leaning into him for another kiss.

“I’m gonna keep kissing you,” Tom whispers..

“Then, do that! Nothing is stopping you, Babe,” You smirk back as you pull him in closer.

Tom slips his tongue into your mouth, tasting everything inch of your tongue as you bite his lip.

“So fucking beautiful like gold! Baby,” Tom says smiling, “Always have done and always will!”

“You too, Tom! You too..” You smile biting his lip once more.

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland fandom #tomhollandfan #tom holland fluff #tom holland x you #lovers

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mockingbirdshymn · 1 year

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giving camp camp characters a favorite song(s)

specifically camp campbell campers because i dont know enough about the other chaacters to really get a grasp of what their music tastes would be, and david and gwen are enigmas to me

preston: meant to be yours from heathers the musical. he appreciates everywhere at the end of time, too though, and the symbolism behind it. he's a big "what's the hidden meaning of this song" kinda guy. he definitely is the type for horribly romantic songs, i hear a symphony by cody fry and dramatic songs like that, and every single song from every single musical he's ever seen.

harrison: viva la vida by coldplay is his favorite song. it's probably his ringtone too. he likely listens to it on loop while doing homework. i like to think he likes the good part, 100 bad days, karma, and bud like you by ajr as well as high hopes by panic! at the disco, though. he probably really likes those songs but is the type to look into what other songs his favorite artists have made, so hes stuck listening to only those songs from ajr/panic! at the disco/coldplay.

nerris: tavern background audio music from youtube. you would think she was joking but she listens to it in their free time. just sitting there listening to wordless medevil tavern/festival music. they probably like critical hit by ghost mice too.

max: loved by fein. it's edgy but he'd blast it. he probably liked mccafferty before mccafferty turned out to be a shit human being. he likes the front bottoms and set it off too, but loved by fein takes the cake. he probably celebrated when mcr got back together, too.

nikki: doesn't often listen to music with words- it distracts her easily and she doesn't focus well with lyrics. so she usually listens to karaoke versions of songs.

neil: video game osts, minecraft, undertale, random obscure underground games, he has a playlist.

space kid: he likes whatever songs his mom likes. plain white ts, taylor swift, all of it. he hasn't branched out to many types of music other than what he's heard his whole childhood.

dolph: he's open to any types of music, but because he's literally nine years old (in my hc at least!!), he hasn't discovered many songs besides what comes on the radio in the car when he goes to school.

ered: similarly to max, she likes set it off and mcr, but she also likes rare americans (ryan & dave being her favorite) and lincoln (person who made saint bernard and smokey eyes)

nurf: i dont like him im going to add him in every one of these "giving camp camp characters X" lists just so i can make that clear. nurf hate club. eggs benefits ruined him for me im sorry

#i know i spelled medevil wrong but autocorrect isnt helping me this time #please ignore my dyslexic ass #camp camp #cc nerris #cc harrison #cc preston #cc space kid #cc dolph #cc nurf #cc max #cc nikki #cc neil #cc ered #this is all my interpretation btw #gonna hope i used the word enigma right #music taste #idk what to tag this as

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i-am-the-oyster · 1 year

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I posted 1,437 times in 2022

That's 1,437 more posts than 2021!

162 posts created (11%)

1,275 posts reblogged (89%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thestarsarecool

@inspiteallthedanger

@underthecitysky

@idontwanttospoiltheparty

@ilovedig

I tagged 591 of my posts in 2022

#paul mccartney - 191 posts

#john lennon - 58 posts

#bug art - 38 posts

#prev - 31 posts

#george harrison - 27 posts

#youtube - 21 posts

#linda mccartney - 18 posts

#the beatles - 17 posts

#ringo starr - 16 posts

#song analysis - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 128 characters

#a bunch of drug-addled adults attempting to remember their drug addled youth filtered through the hands of incurious biographers

My Top Posts in 2022:

Why is that curl having this effect on me? x

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youtube

Not John and Paul singing Bye Bye Love while George plays the bass line of Two of Us 😭

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John Lennon, Icke Braun and Bettina Derlien, Hamburg 1966

Hans-Walther (Icke) Braun was a friend of the Beatles in Hamburg. He is the source of one of the main bootlegs of the early Beatles music (the Braun tape -- given to him by Paul) and his name can be heard on the Star Club recording (Paul dedicates Till There Was You to him). He wrote an autobiography in German in 2018, which includes the following:

“And you, Icke?” asked Paul. “Who’s your favourite author?” “Henry Miller. I think he’s very good,” I said. In that moment John suddenly looked over at me. Until then he had been watching Bettina, the bar lady, rinsing glasses and tidying up the bar, with his typical somewhat blasé expression. Our discussion hadn’t seemed to interest him much. Now he was looking directly into my eyes. Quietly and without taking his eyes off me, he walked around the whole counter over to me, planted a kiss on my mouth and went back to his spot. At first, I was quite surprised and didn’t know what to do about it, then I found it rather funny and thought little of it. A few days later, it happened again. I happened upon* him in the hallway behind the stage and again he took my hand and kissed me. At some point the thought occurred to me, “man, he thinks I’m gay, but I can’t help him with that.” What was really going on, I don’t know. Maybe he meant the kisses as overtures; he was even treated as a closet case by homosexuals. No idea. In any case, I saw his girlfriend Cynthia, who visited him in Hamburg in 1961 and whom he married a year later. Apart from that, as far as I know, he spent his time ...

Note: *treffen (traf, in the past tense) is usually translated as meet, but it can mean “happen upon” and probably that’s what’s meant here, from context

Translation by @idontwanttospoiltheparty (thank you!) Emphasis mine.

Thanks also to @paulsrighthand and her Mum for working on translating the book for us.

Original German:

„Und du, Icke? fragte Paul. Wer ist dein Lieblingsautor?" „Henry Miller. Den finde ich richtig gut," sagte ich. Im selben Morent blickte John ruckartig zu mir rüber. Bis dahin hatte er mit seinem üblichen, leicht blasierten Gesichtsausdruck Bettina, die Barfrau, beobachtet, wie sie Gläser spülte und die Bar aufräumte. Unser Gespräch schien ihn nichtbesonders zu interessieren. Jetzt sah er mir direkt in die Augen. Schweigend undohne den Blick von mir zu nehmen, kam er um den ganzen Tresen zu mir, gab mireinen Kuss auf den Mund und ging wieder zurück zu seinem Platz. Im ersten Mo-ment war ich ziemlich überrascht und wusste nichts damit anzufangen, dann fandich es her witzig und dachte mir weiter nichts dabei. Ein paar Tage später pas-sierte es nochmal. Ich traf ihn auf dem Gang hinter der Bühne, und wieder nahm ermeine Hand und küsste mich. Das hat mich irgendwann auf den Gedanken ge-bracht, Mensch, der denkt, ich bin schwul, aber damit kann ich ihm leider nichtdienen. Was wirklich dahinter steckte, weiß ich nicht. Vielleicht hat er die Küsse als Annäherungsversuche gemeint, unter Homosexuellen wurde er soar als Klemm-schwuler gehandelt. Keine Ahnung. Auf jeden Fall habe ich einmal seine FreundinCynthia gesehen, die ihn 1961 in Hamburg besuchte und die er ein Jahr späterdann ja geheiratet hat. Abgesehen davon trieb er sich, soweit ich das beurteilen kann, oft und gern mit anderen Mädchen rum.

(this text is taken from OCR, so there may be small errors in the German).

The term 'closet case' is Klemm-schwuler.

Icke, Evelyn Hamann und die Beatles: Eine Art Biografie by Hans-Walter Braun (Author), Volker Neumann (Author)

Working on @takeasadsongandanalyzeit with @ilovedig continues to be a source of incredibly interesting rabbit-holes.

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My #1 post of 2022

This is the take of (Just Like) Starting Over that includes the line

"the time has come the walrus said for you and me to stay bed again"

I have read about this take before, but the links to it are always dead. So I was super excited to find it.

I've decided not to credit my source for the sake of their privacy, but I hope they know I'm very grateful.

Full lyrics (my transcription):

Take 3

Our life together Is so precious together We have grown We have grown

Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and go away Somewhere alone

It's been too long since we took the time No one's to blame I know time flies So quickly

But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over Starting over

Everyday we used to make it, loveSo why can't we be making love It's easy

The time has come the walrus said For you and me to stay in bed again It'll be just like starting over Starting over

Why don't we fly off alone Spend a weekend at some old motel A little place without a phone A second honeymoon would do us well

Well well well well well

It's been so long to take the time No one's to blame I know time flies So quickly

But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over Starting over

Our life together Is so precious together We have grown We have grown

Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and go away Somewhere alone

Why don't we fly off alone A dirty weekend in some low motel A little place little place without a phone A second honeymoon would suit us well

Well well well darling

Ever think we used to make it love Why can't we be making love It's easy

The time has come the walrus said For you and me to stay in bed again It'll be just like starting over Starting over

Let's take a chance and go away Somewhere alone

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