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sarawritestories · 8 months
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You Have an Ending
H.R. Wells x Fem Curvy Reader (platonic)
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A/N: Read the whole story. I have left a surprise at the end. Story is inspired by real-life interaction. With a note to my fellow writers!
Summary: Reader goes to a book sigining for H.R. and gets an opportunity to share how inspiring his work is
Content Warning: Wholesome interaction, slight awkwardness, inspired by a real conversation revealed at the end
Tags: @eonash @yetanotherwells @twilightlover2007 @achromaticerebus @hunterharrisonsavitar
Standing in line with her two best friends, Y//N was electric with nerves. She had been operating on adrenaline throughout the day. When her friend told her who would be at the Writers convention. H.R. Wells, an author she had loved since he made his debut.
His rich storytelling, of crime fighting, falling in love, and the idea of family being more than blood was the perfect formula for Y/N to become a fan. It was around her 3rd reread of his debut novel that a story began formulating in her own head.
What started out as a small romance story turned into a 3 book series and characters, and suddenly, Y/N began to write and plot.
So waiting in line waiting to meet the man that was the source inspiration and having the opportunity to thank him for that was an opportunity she couldn't pass up. In a flash, she was at the front of the line where a kind older woman gave her a warm smile. "Do you want one book or the box set? And would you like it personalized?"
She smiled and picked up the debut novel, "Just the one is fine," Y/N responded, butterflies twirling in her stomach.
"I thought you wanted the box set?" Y/N's best friend retorted.
Y/N shrugged, "I changed my mind, not a big deal."
The lady at the counter shrugged the friendly grin, never leaving her lips, "He does something special with the boxset." She leans in as the trio leans in as well."He will open the boxset, sign every book, and sign the box 5 times.
Y/N's two best friends both gave her a knowing look, and with a sheepish smile, she replied, "Anyway, I can switch it out?" The woman nodded and swapped out the books, and in a brief moment, her eyes met with the infamous baby blues of H.R. Wells.
The woman whispered in his ear, and he smiled a genuine big grin and held out his hand, "Y/N, it's lovely to meet you." Y/N takes his hand and shakes it. Looking at the box set, he continues, "Did you know this is my favorite to sign? Want to guess why?"
Y/N could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as he smiled at her, "Could it be that you sign it five times."
He grabs his marker with dramatic flair, "You are absolutely correct."
As he begins signing the books, Y/N takes a deep breath. "I am a huge fan of your work, and if it wasn't for you and your amazing depiction of characters. I may not have been so inspired to start writing my own novel."
The author paused and looked back into her eyes, his face unreadable for a brief moment, causing the nerves to ricochet in her body. Only to be melted away but a warm large grin forming and his eyes twinkling. "Thank you, That is the highest compliement." He pushes the box set towards me. "How far along are you in the process?" The enthusiasm radiating off him.
Y/N scratched the back of her neck, "Bare bones, really. A rough first draft with only brief scenes."
H.R. waved his hand, "That's alright."
Y/N continued, "I do have the ending, though."
He smiled again, pressing a hand over his heart, and Y/N was truly enamored with him and with even more enthusiasm, "You have an ending!"
Y/N nodded and feeding off his electric energy, "I have an ending."
H.R. walked around the table and gave her a tight embrace, as she took in the cedar scent of his cologne and the lingering scent of coffee. "I look forward to reading your story one day." He whispered in her ear, and Y/N nearly swooned.
The pair separated and H.R. grabbed her books and handed them to her. "Bye, Y/N."
Y/N smiled and waved as she left her heart full and inspiration to write coursing through her veins.
A/N: Fin! I HOPE you liked this. As promised, this was based on my interaction of meeting Tom Cavanagh, just told in a more suitable world for H.R. though i added the hug because our java loving author would 100% hug an aspiring author. I am writing a story that was wholey inspired by SnoWells, and just being able to share that with Tom was special, and I wanted to share. Along with this:
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To all my fellow writers. KEEP GOING! I'M CHEERING YOU ON ❤️
XoXo Sara
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khayrrilrainxwells · 10 months
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Bug Bite
HR Wells X Reader X Harry Wells
A/N: I hope you all enjoy my new fic! Your reactions, reblogs, and comments mean the world to me and keep me motivated. Exciting news: I'll be entering my second year of school soon, and I'm thrilled about it! Thank you for your ongoing support❤️
You and HR found yourselves enjoying a late-night coffee session, the dimly lit room creating a cozy ambiance. As he helped you with your new invention to support the team, you both couldn't help but share laughter and lighthearted banter. His presence alone filled the room with a warm energy that made the hours pass by effortlessly.
At one point, while engrossed in conversation, you realized the screwdriver you needed was out of your reach, positioned on the other side of the table, just next to HR. With a gentle smile, you looked at him and kindly asked for his assistance, feeling grateful for his unwavering support.
"Thank you," you whispered appreciatively, the words slipping out while you attempted to focus on your work amidst his nonstop chatter about his latest book. Occasionally, you'd pause and listen intently to his creative ideas, offering suggestions for the perfect endings to his stories, intertwining your own imagination with his words.
As you worked, the temperature in the room seemed to rise, causing beads of sweat to form on your forehead. Instinctively, you inhaled deeply, feeling the warmth cling to your skin. Sensing your discomfort, HR paused, furrowing his brow and casting a curious glance at your neck. A mischievous smirk played on his lips as he cleared his throat, catching your attention.
"Oh my, you've been having fun," HR teased, his voice laced with playful intrigue, as he motioned toward your neck.
Startled, you shifted in your seat, suddenly self-conscious under his gaze. You swallowed nervously, locking eyes with HR, his captivating blue irises drawing you in.
"It's a bug bite," you stammered, avoiding his penetrating gaze, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Yeah, sure. Bug bites," HR replied, his arms folding across his chest as he maintained a skeptical expression.
With each passing moment, you could sense that HR's curiosity wouldn't waver until he discovered the truth. Succumbing to the inevitable, you took a deep breath, accepting your impending defeat.
"Fine," you conceded, your face turning a shade of crimson as you recalled the vivid scenario playing out in your mind. "It was Harry," you confessed, your fingertips lightly grazing the hickey on your neck, a sweet smile gracing your lips.
Just as your conversation resumed, you heard the distinct sound of footsteps approaching the Cortex. An impish grin tugged at the corners of your mouth as you locked eyes with the person entering the room, a flash of excitement dancing in your eyes.
"Oh, here's the bug," HR declared with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, pointing at Harry in jest.
"The bug?" Harry questioned, his eyebrow raised in confusion.
"Yeah, the bug," you chimed in, struggling to suppress a mischievous giggle at the inside joke shared between you and HR.
Harry appeared even more perplexed, trying to make sense of the playful banter unfolding before him.
"Wait, what bug?" Harry asked, a mixture of curiosity and amusement coloring his expression.
You exchanged a mischievous glance with HR, unable to contain the secret any longer. With a mischievous smile, you leaned closer to Harry, whispering dramatically, "It seems I've been bitten by the love bug."
Harry's eyes widened in surprise, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Well, bug bites can be contagious," he replied with a playful wink.
Laughter filled the room as HR looked on, satisfied with the playful chaos he had instigated. From that moment on, your late-night coffee sessions became a delightful blend of scientific discoveries, shared secrets, and a hint of sweet romance, all thanks to a harmless bug bite that led to unexpected connections, endless moments of laughter, and the beginning of a whimsical love story that unfolded amidst your inventive endeavors.
Tags: @eonash @gaminggirlsstuff
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urprinceoflove · 10 months
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A Scientist’s Secret
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Pairing: HR Wells x GN!Reader
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: If your requests are open and if you don't mind could I ask for a small imagine where reader is a scientist at star labs and the team accidentally let it slip to h.r wells that reader is crushing on him?
Warnings: Just fluff and a matchmaker Cisco
Word Count: 684
A/N: this was fun to write and actually got me going for once. i thought this was super cheesy at first but its NOT THAT BAD-
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“That’s Y/N L/N.” Cisco announced proudly to HR. “Oh by the way. They have a crush on you.” The man leaned back against the doorway nonchalantly, nodding slowly to himself.
“What!?” HR bursted out. His jaw dropped in disbelief.
“They think you are super cute.” Cisco noticed HR’s dropped jaw and took a double take before turning towards it. “Cool it, Romeo.” He brought HR closer to him and spoke just above a whisper. “You have to go and talk to them… and I don’t mean just go up to them and start talking about random stuff. Compliment them. You got this.” Cisco stood up straight and crossed his arms over his chest.
The Wells standing in front of him still had his mouth slightly agape with awe. He closed it immediately and took a deep breath.
“I got this…” HR spoke to himself.
“Go get ‘em, tiger.” Cisco remarked as HR started strutting towards you. “I am such a great matchmaker.” Cisco applauded himself before exiting the room.
You were busy flipping through your tablet’s screen taking inventory of the items in the medbay. Caitlin made sure to give you the job of checking off all the items that were held in the room as well as taking note of those that were not. It was not such a difficult task, but you as a scientist would much rather be mixing chemicals and finding the cure for cancer!
You smiled at the thought of what you could be doing right now. Finally after finishing up a section, you turned around to walk towards the opposite side of the room only to accidentally bump into HR Wells himself.
“I am so sorry!” HR bursted out the apology faster than you could even comprehend who was in front of you.
“HR,” You said quietly, making him out. You smiled. “Don’t worry about it. What brings you over here?” You asked, still busy with your work. You tried your best not to make it obvious that you actually are excited for his presence.
“Well…” He began, messing with his own fingers and rocking on his heels. “A little breacher told me that you like me.”
You stopped what you were doing. You felt your heartbeat quicken in your chest as the words left HR’s lips. You did not bother to turn around now. A little breacher? Ah, Cisco. You caught on immediately. You knew you could not trust that man with your biggest secret. Especially when he was constantly asking you when you would finally find a partner for yourself.
“Oh really?” Was all you could muster out. Still not turning around.
“Yeah,” HR stopped messing with his hands and took a step closer to you. “Is that true?” He asked, almost too quiet for you to catch.
You turned around slowly to the man, clenching the tablet in your hands and holding it flushed against your body. You felt as though you might drop the expensive equipment from this interaction alone.
“It is.” You admitted.
The great smile that formed on HR’s face told you that he too liked you.
From the distance that you both were in, it was inevitable that you were to take a glance at his lips before flicking back up to his gaze again.
The both of you leaned into each other, HR wrapping an arm around you and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss felt as though the whole world had stopped to watch.
“It worked!” Cisco cheered.
Instantly, HR and yourself pulled away from each other. He was holding you in his arms and you both turned to the doorway. Cisco was standing there (of all people).
“What are you doing here?” You questioned. “Don’t you have work to be done.”
“Oh, come on, Y/N. I couldn’t miss this for the world!”
“Ramon, get out of here!” You were geared up to throw the tablet, still fixed in your arm.
Cisco jumped up and got out of the room fast.
You huffed and HR pulled you closer to him.
“So, where were we, love?”
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brianllamawrites · 1 year
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Winter Morning (HR x Reader)
A/N: The seasonal big sad do be hittin' a little bit at the moment so heres a small fic about cuddling HR <3
Word Count: 416
Tagging: @ageless-aislynn @khayrrilrainxwells @mcbenson25
Your phone buzzed angrily with the last late alarm. If you were getting into STAR Labs at any sort of reasonable time, now was the time to get up and ready.
"Darling?" spoke a meek and concerned voice. "It's time to get up."
You sneaked a hand out from under the covers and were instantly attacked by frosted air. Peeking through a half-open eye, you were met with the dark, bland light of morning winter which absorbed every ounce of motivation you had for leaving bed and helping out at STAR Labs.
"No," you mumbled.
"No?"
"No."
You rolled over to face HR and buried your face against his chest. Despite the majority of the duvet being piled on top of you, he was perfectly warm and cosy. Then again, that man could wear nothing in a snowstorm and still be toasty. Must have been the hot coffees he constantly drank.
HR kissed your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head. You were cold, but not the kind of cold that a hot shower or better central heating would fix. Team Flash would have to cope without you for the day because HR was already brimming with ideas of how to spend the day to warm you up.
"You know," he started, "I think there's a can of squirty cream and a packet of mini marshmallows hiding somewhere in the kitchen. And I bought some black forest hot chocolate the other day too..."
His suggestive tone made you smile. You had been eyeing up that hot chocolate on your kitchen shelf ever since HR brought it home. If walking from the bedroom to the kitchen wasn't a treacherous icy journey you would have leapt to your feet right then and there. Instead, you wrapped a leg around his and pulled him even closer to you.
Accepting his fate as soon to be stuck in your embrace, HR continued: "There's that checkered black and red fuzzy blanket you like hanging over the back of the sofa. You, me, huddled up in the living room with hot chocolate and maybe a film."
You hummed gleefully which made HR grin. He wasn't a super genius like other Wells's, but he knew exactly how to cheer you up and that was an invaluable skill that no one else had.
"After the sun rises," you muttered, feeling far too comfortable hugging HR to move.
"After the sun rises," he agreed, pulling the duvet further over himself, cocooning the both of you.
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jackiequick · 1 year
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Your in love, aren’t you? • The Flash Fanfic ⚡️
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HR Wells and Lea O’Conner One Shot | The Flash Fanfic ⚡️
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“HR your in love, aren’t you?” Lea asked with a grinned, standing in front of the taller man.
“W-what? Me? Me in love? Noooo!” HR tried to defend himself but his eyes said otherwise.
One thing that every Wells they met so held strongly was their eyes and mannerisms. It’s one thing she noticed the 3rd time around with The Wells crew, as much as Harry likes to deny him ever being compared to the others, it was clearly there.
“HR. I can see it in your face and your hand gestures today, matter a fact this whole week.” Lea pointed out with her hands on her hips.
“Maybe.” HR admitted with a goofy grin on his face, “Okay, I am in love!”
“Ooo who’s the pretty girl?”
“Tracy.”
“Tracy?!”
“Yes it’s her!”
HR was grinning and started to blush a bit. It was the cutest thing, rarely do you ever see a Wells blush. Grin like an idiot, yes. Blush? No. Lea started grinning brightly at the sight. HR was one of kindness and most sweetest people she knows, of course Tracy would go out with him.
“I just don’t know how to woo her.” HR admits with a smile fidgeting with his drumsticks a bit.
Lea sat down and nods, “What do you mean? HR, honey, all you gotta do is ring in that classic Wells charm.”
“How, flower? I-I don’t know how women on Earth 1 like to woo..”
“Awwww! First off, if she likes you back then Tracy has great taste in men. And secondly, buy her a small bouquet of flowers and a size small of favorite coffee.”
“Ohhh! I can add a little custom note, like a poem.”
“There you go! Use that writer brain of yours HR. Your a Wells, your clever than anyone.”
HR grinned brightly bouncing up from his chair and with a flicker of his wrist placed his hat on his head. Always a flare for the dramatically sweet moment. Lea laughed a little, practically seeing his gears turning in his head. Always happy to help a friend like him.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much, flower! I know excited what I’m going to do!” HR yelled excitedly and pulled her into a adorable embrace, placing a kiss of her forehead always grateful for his friends.
She laughed hugging him back tightly, knowing all he needed was a small push. “Your welcome, HR! Now go on before it’s too late, it’s 2:31pm already!” Lea replied with a smile.
“R-right! I’m going now, don’t tell anyone okay?”
“Of course not. Theses lips are sealed, I won’t tell a soul.”
“Promise? At least until I tell Cisco.”
“I won’t tell anyone, HR.”
The writer of Team Flash left with a grin, not before grabbing his black jacket and almost stumbling out the door in excitement. Once she was sure he was gone, she smirked with a dazzling look in her eyes.
“I’mma go tell Caitlin.” Lea said with a cheeky smirk to herself and raced off to the top floor.
⚡️ Thank you for reading this short one shot. I hope you enjoy it!
Tags: @gaminggirlsstuff @yetanotherwells @drspencereidhotch @gcthvile @blueboirick @sherloquestea @superspookyjanelle @morgan108 @topgun-imagines @ohgodnotagainn @blackheart-beauty @rooster-84 and etc
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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 1 year
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The Flash Masterlist
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🐝 Barry Allen
🐝 Eobard Thawne
🐝 EoWells
🐝 Harry Wells
🐝 HR Wells
🐝 Hunter Zolomon
🐝 Malcolm Merlyn
🐝 Nash Wells
🐝 Savitar
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eonash · 2 years
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Headcannon or scenario with the Wells boys getting a handmade crocheted blanket as a gift. 💞 Something I love doing for others
i took it one step further and may have.. possibly made it so that all the wells recieve different crocheted gifts. i hope that is okay, enjoy! 😄 ALSO THANKS TO @yetanotherwells FOR THE TITLE IDEA
Hooked on Love (Headcanon)
All!Wells (EoWells, Harry, HR, Sherloque, Nash, Timeless/OG) x GN!Reader
Warnings: None, just fluff (and bad humour from, I)
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EoWells
• You would see Eobard sitting in his famous wheelchair by the fireplace. You would tiptoe over, holding your gift close to you, smiling to yourself. As you neared the man, he would turn his head a bit at you. You both would greet each other. Then, you would excitedly place a wrapped gift in Eobard’s lap. The man would raise an eyebrow at you, and you could roll your eyes, telling the man to just open the gift.
• Eobard would oblige, slowly taking apart the wrapping paper that protected the gift.
• As he began to unravel it, he noticed a sort of knitted hat? Taking it out and looking more clearly now, a dark blue crochet beanie was seen. Eobard held it in his hands soothing it over.
• He would tell you how beautiful it was and how much he loved it already. Of course, the man would definitely wear this cute beanie all winter long.
Harry
• Harry would be situated in his own lab, writing something on his whiteboard. You would knock on the door frame, causing the man to hold the marker over his head, getting ready to throw it. As he spun around, he would notice you instead and his eyes would soften.
• You would end up asking the man what was with such a violent gesture as he replies that he simply thought you were Cisco. You would nod in understanding, while holding back a laugh. As you step forward towards him, the gift in your arms would become obviously noticeable.
• You would tell Harry that it is just a gift for him and hand it to him. The man would look down at the gift and back at you before taking it into his hands. He would unwrap the present with ease. When he took out the gift, he turned it around and looked it up and down awkwardly.
• He finally figured out that they were indeed crochet fingerless gloves! He would smile down at them and tell you what amazing work you have done with them. This would make you feel warm in the face.
HR
• You would find HR at Jitters (of all places), he would be enjoying a nice cup of coffee and peek his head up more over to the door here and there. Expecting you. You caught his eyes and the man instantly stood from his spot, waving you down (a very embarrassing gesture).
• You would walk over to the man anyways, holding your gift behind your back. HR would grow suspicious, trying to look around you to see what you had. Though, you would not let him.
• You sat the man down at the Jitters table, moving his many coffee cups to the side. You set down the gift and allowed him to go on ahead to open it up.
• HR, being the excited man he is, would not wait a millisecond time to not try and open the gift immediately.
• You would smile at the man as he took the gift out of its wrapping. A black crocheted sweater would be revealed to him. Without waiting another second, HR flung the sweater onto himself. He would hold it to himself tightly before looking over to you. He would thank you, pulling you into a hug.
• You would smile at the energetic man.
Sherloque
• Sherloque was standing behind the lounge bar. He was rummaging through the cabinets, refrigerator, and what-not. You walked towards the seating by the bar and set down your gift. The Frenchman would then turn around, holding all the ingredients in his hands. He would greet you loudly, setting down all the items he would use later (even when he had already made enough tea as seen by the MANY cups of tea scattered around).
• You wouldn’t mention the cups and instead divert Sherloque’s attention to the gift you had for him. The Frenchman would seem intrigued at first and take the gift from you. When he had the gift unwrapped, he was surprised to see a crochet scarf. The man would smile at you, thanking you for the gift and mentioning that he would cherish it forever.
• He then offered you a cup of tea, but (remembering from beforehand) you kindly declined the gesture. Sherloque would shrug and continue to sip his tea anyways.
Nash
• As you walked into the cortex looking for the geological mythbuster, you would hear a sort of slight banging sound from in front of you. Looking forwards, you noticed that the closet (where The Flash’s suit would be), held a silhouette that seemed to be banding on the door.
• You slowly approached the button to open said closet. Nash, about to fall over, caught himself and straightened up. He noticed you in the room and greeted you, waving his hand at you. You giggled softly and said hello.
• Nash noticed you had something in your hands and asked what it was for, you would nod and go on to give Nash your gift. The man would tear open the gift immediately.
• Your gift would reveal a cute crochet raccoon beanie.
• Nash would stare at the beanie for a few moments and look back up at you. You could tell the man was wondering something. You would shrug, walking over to the man. You would take the beanie out of Nash’s hands and gesture for it to be set on his head.
• Nash would slowly put the beanie over his head. Once if it was situated, you would smile at him and call him the cutest trash panda ever.
Timeless/OG
• You would walk into the speedlab looking to find a certain someone. There he was, the original Harrison Wells working on some project for the time being.
• You would approach the man to give him a gift of his own. A neatly wrapped blanket with a lovely ribbon holding it all together (a fluffy bow placed on top). As you neared him, Harrison would turn to you, first nodding his head in greeting and then noticing the blanket in your hands.
• You would tell the man that it was a gift from you to him. He would get excited, coming closer to you now and taking the blanket out of your hands.
• He knew this was the perfect present for his own wife!
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soft-persephone · 2 months
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Flirting and Secrets
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Again this is one I orphaned when I was younger. I heavily regret that so I spent hours searching for this
Teen // WC: 5.5k // AO3 Link // don’t bully me if it’s bad I was young //
HR visits a certain coffee shop to flirt with his favorite Barista. Cisco and Iris get a little suspicious. HR has been flirting too long for it to just be flirting with no motive.
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hyukqi · 2 months
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k.t.h. 🩵
drabble of… needy days with taehyun <3
smut, taehyun x reader, fem!reader, subby!mc >_<, meanie dom!taehyun, humiliation, spanking, name-calling, dirty talk
(been ia for a month whoopsies !! rmb when i said i daydreamed about taehyun to get through a power outage ?? ya this is it LMAO enjoy !!!)
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“oh g-god… tae please~~”
"what do you need, pretty girl?" taehyun asks, slowly pulling your panties down. "need my cock in your little cunt?" his fingers slide across your soaked pussy, running against your clit. "need me to fuck you hard and deep?"
nodding with wet tears dripping down your cheeks “p-please.. i..i can’t i need it now!” traces of ruined mascara and lip gloss are smudged across your face, in contrast to his well-maintained look.
"shit, you are so fucking sexy." taehyun groans, his hands rubbing your inner thighs teasingly. “pretty pussy" he murmurs, eyes fixated on your glistening sex, his hand moving to unbuckle his belt. "you want me to fill your tight little cunt up with my seed?" his cock eventually springs free, thick and hard, rubbing against your slick folds. the sight of it makes your mouth water immediately.
after guiding you to lie on your stomach, ass hiked up, taehyun pushes in slowly, feeling your walls stretch around him. he drills his hips deep inside of you until he feels like he’s a part of you, making you his <3
“nghhh—ah!” you can feel your eyes already rolling to the back of your head just from the insertion alone.
he breathes heavily, “there you go, slut… feel me stretching you? see how good it feels having my cock inside your hole? gonna fuck you dumb, mm?” fuck, does he fill you up so good… @_@
lifting his hips, taehyun pulls almost all the way out before slamming back inside you, shoving his cock into your sensitive walls. with a sharp thrust and a wail reaching his ears he grunts out, “you love being fucked like this, don‘t you? god your greedy cunt is so tight.. fuckin’ sucking me in.”
you can only gasp for air between moans, completely consumed by the sensation of being filled by him. “o-oh~! hhah… tyun!!” you find yourself lost in the pleasure from his cock ruining your warm, wet cunt. pretty pussy’s leaking juices onto the bedsheets.. so stupidly eager, aren’t you?
noticing this, taehyun evilly smirks and picks up his pace even further, reaching for your clit with a swipe of his thumb, making you cry out in pleasure as he pumps into you. "you're so fucking wet," he growls, his voice low and rough. "i can feel you dripping all over me. missed me that much?”
“yes..y-yes!! missed you so much tyun! missed your co—mmphh!!!” at this point you were babbling incoherently into the sheets, rendered to nothing but a fucked-out mess.
“thaaat's it, baby. gonna make sure you can’t think about anything but me," taehyun moans, his fingers digging into your hips as he pounded into you harder. his other hand found its way around your body, squeezing your breast roughly.
the sensation was too much for the both of you. your soaking velvety walls dragged across his girth perfectly with each thrust to your gummy spot. you swear birds were circling around your head from just how good taehyun aggressively turned you into his personal cocksleeve.
whining as your head lolls against the mattress, big eyes swelling up with tears that stream down your pretty face. knuckles turning white from how hard you’re gripping the sheets in attempt to stabilize your position, grinding your hips in coordination with taehyun’s thrusts. you hear him hiss from behind as you’re swirling your abused pussy around him.
taehyun’s marveling at the sight before him. he’s got you all spread out completely at his mercy, biting his lip to hold back a moan from watching your pussy engulf him whole. he could tell you’re close by the way you’re creaming on his cock sticky with your juices and clenching repeatedly. a filthy smirk forms on his face as he basks in the sounds of your loud whimpers and cries echoing throughout the room. nasty moans are getting so embarassingly high-pitched. “so fucking noisy… could you be any more louder?” taehyun taunts, his voice deep and harsh.
with cheeks flushing in humiliation and eyes blinking back hot tears, your forehead tilts down. you quickly scramble to shut yourself up by efforts of muffling your moans into your arm and shoving your fingers in your tiny mouth. both attempts were futile as small weak hiccups slipped its way out, and frankly you just sounded more pathetic as ever!
“are you that stupid? did i say to be quiet?”
your body flinches, ears twitching in surprise.
taehyun suddenly grabs a fistful of your hair harshly yanking you up till your back is flushed against his chest and a strained moan creeps up his ears. he leans in closer to whisper, his dick plunged deep into your cervix, “let me hear you, pretty.”
and with that taehyun lets go of your hair, your limp body falling forward, warm walls still fluttering around him, and head n mind oh so fuzzy. almost immediately does he give you a spank to your ass, an imprint of a gorgeous crimson color plastered on your skin.
taehyun’s gaze that was raking down your spine was interrupted by the throw of his head back, a soft hiss at the feeling of a tight clench gripping around the sides of his cock. the intensity of his slap has got you shuddering and spasming, crying out in ecstasy, and toes curling in.
momentarily, taehyun just stares at you almost in a mix of disbelief and amusement, meanly laughing at your pathetic release. “did you just cum from that? hah… maybe i should spank you more often, hm?”
and his pace picks back up, hips fucking you into oblivion, relishing in your screams and legs trembling of overstimulation…
“fucking take it all like a good girl.”
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sarawritestories · 11 months
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I'm Proud of You, Kitten
H.R Wells X Curvy Fem Reader
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Requested by @twilightlover2007
Summary: Y/N just got her book published. She can not wait to share her big day with her friends at S.T.A.R Labs, but she can not find anyone, including her favorite Earth 19 Author. Only to have a surprise waiting for her at her favorite coffee spot.
Content Warning!: Feeling lonely/Forgotten and so much Fluff.
A/N: I am also dedicating this to my fellow writers out there, who may be feeling lost in a sea of words. I hope you keep going and keep writing. XOXO Sara
P.S. I hope i did this story well!
Tags: @eonash @yetanotherwells @twilightlover2007
The box loomed on Y/N’s kitchen table, as she took a sip of her coffee excitement radiating off of her. This was it, the day that all her hard work, long nights, and immense amount of tears hit book shelves. She placed her coffee down on the table and with scissors she opened the box. Y/N’s eyes began to water she lifted the book out of the box. Her name on the bottom of the book, her book, she wrote a book. She held the book close to her chest and did a little happy dance tears streaming down her face.
“I can’t wait to show everyone,” She smiled to herself and ran into her room her book in hand to get changed. Putting on an Emerald Green sun dress that had a halter top that accentuated her chest and flared out at the waist. The dress accentuated her curves and gave her the extra confidence, the confidence she would need to share the rawest piece of her to the world, her close friends, and a certain doppleganger. Painting her lips a light pink and with her favorite pair of silver flats and was out the door to find her friends.
She walked into CCPD looking in the bull pen and could not find Joe, she walked up the stairs and headed to Barry’s lab only to find that empty as well. She looked at her phone, and began calling her friend and groaned when she only received his voicemail. “Maybe everyone is at S.T.A.R Labs,” she muttered to herself.
When she reached the labs she walked into the cortex, hoping to find Caitlin or Cisco. The area was completely empty. Continuing her search in the labs she was unsuccessful at finding any of her friends. She went down to the makeshift dormitory, in hopes to find her favorite author from Earth-19. She walked into the dorms heart sinking deep as the room was empty and his drumsticks were gone. She spent the whole day looking for her friends to share this big moment only to find them gone and unreachable. She felt a headache blooming behind her temples as there was a buzz on her phone to see a text from Iris.
Meet me at Jitters, coffee on me :)
A small smile, that a fellow writer didn’t forget about her and her writing accomplishment. She sent a reply:
Be there soon!
~Few Minutes Later~
As the evening rolled in Y/N made her way to jitters. When she reached the front doors her brow furrowed as the lights of jitters was completely dark. Checking her watch, it wasn’t near closing time, she decided that she would try the door and was shocked when the door opened with ease. She walked in the door and before she was able to call out the lights turned on with a crowd yelling, “SURPRISE!”
She clutched her chest as all her friends hopped out behind various places of Jitters. The place was decorated with posters of her book over the walls. Streamers of green ,white and gold over the roof with corresponding lanterns copies of her books were stacked at the counter. Everyone was there, Iris was the first to run up and give her a hug, “Congratulations, you did it!” She gave her a large smile, “How does it feel to be a published author?”
Y/N returned the smile, “I’ll let you know when it sinks in,” Barry, Cisco and Caitlin approached and hugged her as well, “You guys, I can’t believe you did all this for me. I don’t know what to say.”
Cisco held his hand up in defense, “We can’t take credit for this, it was H.R’s,” The four friends of hers smiled as they moved out of her way so she can get deeper into the coffee shop. She was greeted by Wally, Jessie, and Joe but no sight of H.R.
She walked up to the counter and grabbed a coffee when she was approached by a familiar face, She gave a warm smile, “Hi Harry,”
The earth-2 scientist smiled and put a friendly hand on her shoulder, “Congratulations, Y/N, I look forward to reading it.”
“It was a labor of love and I hope you enjoy,” She bit her lip, “Not that I am not appreciative of you being here, I am. Have you seen-“
Harry interrupted, “H.R?” She nodded her head as he responded, “He asked me to send you to the roof when you got here. And before you ask, no I do not know what he’s planned, nor did I want to.” He leaned in to give her a peck on the cheek, “Don’t keep that idiot waiting, Congratulations again.” He walked away as Y/N laughed as she headed toward the door that lead to the ceiling.
As she opened the door she let out a gasp, The roof had twinkle lights illuminating the usual dark ceiling. Rose pedals began from the door and led to a table that was set for two with the candle in the middle. H.R. appeared from the shadows with a bouquet of roses in his hand, “H.R,” tears welled up her eyes for the second time that day, “You did all this?”
The man bowed, “Well, only the best for my dear Kitten, on her big day.” He walked toward her, Y/N’s heartrate quicken as he approached her holding out the bouquet. “For you, Madame,” she took the flowers and sniffed them. H.R held up his arm for her to take, “Let’s celebrate.”
Y/N slipped her arm through his and he led her to the table, with her favorite meal and his favorite coffee. He released her arm and held the chair out for her, “H.R, I really don’t know what to say,” as she sat down. “This is wonderful.”
H.R sat down across from her a large grin on his face, “Anything for my girl,” He pressed a palm against his forehead, “I almost forgot,” He pulled out a copy of her book with a pen. “Will the beautiful author sign my copy of her book?”
Her mouth dropped again, catching herself, “Of course she will.”
Grabbing the book she began to write a note in it as H.R said, “The book was fantastic, Kitten,” he took a sip of his coffee. “It was truly powerful.”
Finishing signing the book she looked up at H.R, “You read it already?”
He nodded, “I bought it first thing at the bookstore, I spent 3 hours reading it, beautifully written. I can’t wait to read it again.”
She slid the book back to him and she smiled, “I lost someone dear to me a few years ago and ever since then the words flowed on the page and I knew I had a story that needed to be shared with the world. She was my strength and my driving force to finishing this. I hope I wrote something she could be proud of.”
H.R. grabbed the hand that was on top of the book and stroked the top of her hand. “I think she would be very proud of you.” He smiled, “I’m also proud of you, Kitten.”
“Open the book, H.R, I want you to see what I put in there.” Y/N smiled sliding her hand from his.
H.R opened the book and found the signed page.
To H.R,
The man who never gave up on me and encouraged me to follow my dreams. I love you with all my heart.
Forever Yours,
Y/N Y/L/N
H.R looked up at her and smiled, He got up and offered his hand to her. She grabbed his as he yanked her out of his seat. His hand wrapped around her curvy waist pulling her close to him. “Kitten, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. I would be honored to be yours forever and always. We can write novels together.” He got close that their noses touched, “When I’m not doing this of course.” He placed his lips on hers. Y/N’s arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.
She pulled away a grin on her face, he returned the smile and he whispered one last time as he pulled her into a hug, “I’m so proud of you, Kitten. I Love you.”
She felt a wave of cold on her shoulder, like a phantom hand letting her know a presence was there it and hugged H.R closer to her, “I love you too, H.R.”
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khayrrilrainxwells · 11 months
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Flowers Of Love
HR Wells X Reader
A/N: Greetings, dear reader! I present to you my new fic, filled with passion and creativity. Your support through likes, reblogs, and comments would mean the world to me, and it would inspire me to continue writing. Thank you in advance for your encouragement!
Summary: Losing the love of her life was excruciating for (Y/N). In her grief, she longed for the impossible: a chance to turn back time and cherish their love once more, even if only in her dreams.
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You're sitting in a breathtaking flower field, its vibrant colors complementing the warm hues of the sunset painting the sky. By your side is your beloved boyfriend, HR, whose presence brings you immeasurable joy and contentment. Every date with him, no matter how simple or extravagant, fills your heart with love and excitement. Whether it's a romantic night out, a cozy movie night, or even a quiet breakfast together, as long as you're with HR, you feel an overwhelming sense of love and happiness. From the moment you first met him, you were apprehensive due to past encounters with other versions of Wells, but HR proved to be different—sweet, funny, handsome, and refreshingly down-to-earth. It's his simplicity that captivates you the most, and you consider yourself incredibly fortunate to have him in your life. Being with HR brings you a sense of tranquility that you've never experienced before. He always goes out of his way to ensure your happiness, and the thought of a life without him is unimaginable.
As you gaze at HR, a sweet smile graces your lips, reflecting the deep affection you hold for him. Your attention then drifts to the beautiful flowers that surround you both, their fragrant presence enhancing the romantic ambiance. You find yourselves lying in the grass, your head nestled in the crook of HR's arm, a cozy and intimate position. In his other hand, he holds a delicate red flower, a symbol of love and passion.
"Isn't it peaceful?" you ask, your voice filled with awe as you take in the serene atmosphere.
HR's eyes light up, and he twirls the red flower between his fingers before tenderly placing it behind your ear. As you breathe in the fresh scent of the flower, you shift your position to sit beside him, your eyes never leaving his face. The breathtaking sunset paints the sky in hues of gold and pink, mirroring the beauty you see in HR.
"Do you ever miss it?" you ask, your voice tinged with a hint of sadness, as you twiddle the flower between your fingers, contemplating its delicate petals.
HR gazes at you, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. He moves closer, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, causing your gaze to meet his.
"Miss what?" he asks, his voice tender and playful, a loving smile gracing his lips.
A mixture of emotions washes over you, and a bittersweet smile forms on your face, tears glistening in your eyes. You summon the strength to express the unspoken ache in your heart.
"B-being alive," you confess, your voice barely above a whisper, unable to meet his gaze.
HR's smile softens, and he sits beside you, his touch sending a comforting warmth through your body. He cups your face with gentle hands, causing your eyes to meet once again.
"I think it's time for you to wake up," he says, his voice filled with a tender sincerity. He places a gentle kiss on your cheek, his lips lingering against your skin. "Hopefully, you'll dream about me again."
As his words fade into the ether, HR slowly begins to vanish, leaving you alone in the enchanting flower field. A single tear cascades down your cheek, a testament to the depth of your love and longing. You awaken from the dream, your tear-stained eyes blinking open. Your hands tremble slightly as you wipe away the lingering tears, searching for solace.
Your gaze falls upon a framed photograph on the nearby table, holding a red, dried flower—a precious memento left behind by HR. With a bittersweet smile, you cradle the frame in your hands, pulling it close to your heart. It's a symbol of your enduring love and the cherished memories you shared. Though HR sacrificed himself, leaving a void in your life, you vow to keep his memory alive within your heart.
"Don't you worry, my love. I'm going to dream about you again," you whisper, your voice filled with determination and devotion. Placing the frame back on the table, you take a deep breath, summoning the strength to face the day ahead. While the ache of HR's absence may never fully dissipate, you're determined to honor his memory and find solace in the love you shared. With each passing day, you strive to carry his spirit within you, embracing the sweet moments you had together, and finding comfort in the dreams that bring you closer to him once more.
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urprinceoflove · 1 year
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The Flash Master List
Master List Key:
fluff - normal text
angst - italicized text
coming soon - crossed out
✩ - posted on old acc. (mostly for myself)
OG Harrison Wells/Timeless Wells
✩ Lost Love
Harry Wells
✩ Cuddle Shirt
✩ Cold, Lonely Lake
✩ Kitty Calls (Headcanon)
HR Wells
✩ Mistaken Relations (Songfic)
A Scientist’s Secret
Sherloque Wells
✩ French Cuddles 101 (Headcanon)
Nash Wells
✩ Stargazing
✩ Into the Air
✩ The Only Language I Speak
✩ Forgetfulness
✩ Bed Monster
✩ Lovable Idiot
A Second of Your Time (Headcanon)
EoWells
✩ “Tough Villain”
✩ Heroes and Villains
OG Eobard Thawne/Mattobard
✩ The Dance of a Lifetime
✩ “Tough Villain”
Multiple Wells
✩ A Special Something (Headcanon)
✩ Hooked on Love (Headcanon)
✩ Birthday Surprises and Love (Headcanon)
✩ Children of Magic (Headcanon)
✩ Jealousy, Jealousy (Wells x Wells)
Hoping Eight Lasts Prolongedly Master List
Ralph Dibny
Catching a Feeling
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marvelsgirl616 · 2 months
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DILFS 😫🧎🏻‍♀️
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mxacegrey · 2 years
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The One... Masterlist
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Synopsis: Two weeks before the particle accelerator exploded, two best friends, Barry and Y/N, had a drunken one night stand, leading to a child. Now almost 4 years later, Team Flash meets their future legacies, both of which are trying to change the future for very different reasons. COMPLETED
... Who Learned
... Who remembered
... Who was forgotten
... With the legacies
... With Power
... Where You Bleed Out
(Alternative endings?)
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wild-lavender-rose · 1 year
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D.C. Masterlist
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- Misquotes -
Batman (Robert Pattinson)
#1- Flattery
The Flash Series -
- One-shots -
H.R. Wells
Kiss Me Again
- Would Include... -
H.R. Wells
Dating H.R. Wells would include...
Becoming work-obsessed while dating H.R. Wells would include...
Harrison Wells
Dating a work-obsessed Harrison Wells would include...
Cisco Ramon
Dating Cisco Ramon would include...
- Misquotes -
Harrison Wells
#1-Goldbach conjecture
Cisco Ramon
#1- Twizzlers
#2- One with the Force
Fanfic Masterlist
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eonash · 2 years
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It's my birthday! 🎉🎉🎉 can I request how the Wells men celebrate their girlfriends birthday? 😍🤓
i am sure it has passed by now, so i shall say a happy belated birthday to you! 🥳
i did my best to get this request done as soon as possible for your birthday! i hope you enjoy it. also a thank you to @yetanotherwells for helping me to figure out an outline for it. 😊
i think you can really tell which wells i like to write the most for..
Birthday Surprises and Love (Headcanon)
All!Wells (EoWells, Harry, HR, Sherloque, Nash, Timeless/OG) x Female!Reader
Warnings: None, just fluff and Timeless Wells being a simp
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@yetanotherwells @fandomdancer @gaminggirlsstuff @khayrrilrainxwells
EoWells
• Eobard would pull you by the wrist leaving you stumbling along. The man would have you blind folded and oblivious to his plans.
• You would pout and whine about how you would want to know what the surprise is already, but Eobard would know better than to give you what you want so soon.
• He would pull up a chair and have you seated in it. Pushing you in, he would then get himself seated in his spot to your right. Then, Eobard would finally tell you that you were able to remove your blindfold.
• You eagerly removed it, pushing it above over your head and taking a minute to adjust to the light. The room light was dimmed and there was a lovely set table in front of you. In the center of the table there were candles. Red flower petals were scattered around parts of the table. There were some of your favourite foods seen on the table for you to grab and feast on.
• As you looked over to Eobard, he was taking a rose in his mouth, he had his head resting in his hand as he looked over to you. Eobard would wish you a happy birthday.
• You would giggle at the man’s action and tell him how beautiful the dinner’s setup is. Eobard would take the rose out of his mouth and set it lightly on the table. He would be happy that you like the table and would suggest you both to begin eating.
• You would happily oblige!
Harry
• A beautiful field is where Harry would take you! The man would not hesitate to lead you to a lovely spot on Earth-2 where the grass was a lovely shade of green. There were even beautiful flowers that were scattered around the opening. A few trees were seen around, but overall there was not much shade.
• Harry would have a picnic blanket placed under a tree to help the two of you with the shading. You did not want to stay out in the sun for too long (as did he).
• So the pair of you would be there, relaxing in the shade. Harry would be lying down on the picnic blanket with you curled up next to him. Your picnic basket would not be far along as the two of you were taking in the surroundings before you actually settled down to eat.
• Harry would go on ahead to run his hands through your hair and reminisce of the times the two of you have had. He would go on to say how much he wanted you to have the best birthday. Harry’s words would definitely cause you to laugh out loud, and to Harry’s confusion, you would have to go on to explain that the man is always there to help you have the best everyday.
• He would wish you a happy birthday, kissing the top of your head.
HR
• HR would show a very giddy personality throughout the past fews days in which your birthday was approaching. The man would want to tell you something (most obviously your birthday surprise), but he would endure the pain of having to keep it to himself.
• When the day of your birthday would arrive, HR would be more than happy to share all that he had planned. First, he would drag you around practically the whole lab. He would try to remember where he had even set up his whole birthday special.
• The pair of you would finally stop at the Breach Room where gorgeous birthday decorations were seen all around. A huge “Happy Birthday!” sign was hanging from the ceiling, balloons filled the room, and a decorated table full of goodies was on full display.
• You gasped at the extraordinary sight. You turned to HR, hugging him tightly and thanking him very much for it all.
• HR would smile, your happiness always making him feel like so much more.
• The both of you would take each other’s hand and HR would lead you down to the decorated table of goods!
Sherloque
• Sherloque would be seated on the floor of the Cortex, a stitched blanket would be placed under him. He held his tea cup in his hand, sipping it slightly. A teapot would be seen in the center of the set up with an additional plate and tea cup on the opposite side (obviously for you). You would walk over to the man slowly, doing your best not to disturb him.
• Without opening an eye, Sherloque would tell you to take a seat. You would of course do so, sitting yourself down on the stitched blanket before you. Sherloque would place his tea cup down on his dish and grab your cup as well as the tea pot. He would slowly pour some tea into your cup.
• He would smile to himself as he finished up, placing the teapot back down and handing you the cup.
• You would take the cup from the Frenchman and dip your head in thanks. Sherloque would tell you bon anniversaire! (or happy birthday!) and the pair of you would happily sip your tea.
• Sherloque would suggest you stick your pinky out in the process.
Nash
• It was the day of your birthday. At least, the whole of Team Flash knew that except.. a certain explorer.
• Nash would exclaim in Cisco’s Lab asking him again to repeat himself. Cisco would tell Nash for the thousandth time that today was indeed your birthday.
• Nash would rush out of Cisco’s Lab without a second thought, going on to make you a gift of sorts.
• Unbeknownst all that was going on, you would be hanging out in the lounge. A pile of gifts would be seen on the lounge bar’s counter. In the background, your favourite song would be playing and you would be in your own little world. You would stop to speak to Gideon to help you set up all your birthday plans, sending out invitations, etc., but overall, you were enjoying yourself.
• That is until a smoke bomb went off in the room.
• Startled, you would instantly shut off your music and look over to the figure in the smoke. But it was only Nash. The man would leap out before you holding a… brown paper bag?
• At first, you would want to slap the man on the shoulder for causing you to jump, but instead the bag in his hand caught your eye. You would ask the man what the bag was for, pointing at it.
• Nash would hold the gift out in front of him. Rambling a sort of explanation on why the gift was late. Though, you would shake your head at the man and take the gift from him.
• As you slowly began to unravel what was given to you, Nash would impatiently watch, hoping you would like the gift. In the bag there were two items; a heart locket and a compass.
• Nash had explained as you opened the gift that the heart locket contained the first picture the two of you took together in the first few months of dating. The compass on the other hand was a symbol of guidance. In times of need, the compass would always be able to guide you right back to Nash. (Nash would have asked Cisco to do some nerdy tech thing that would involve Nash and the compass to have some sort of link.)
• You would softly put all the items back into the bag and run over to Nash, hugging him instantly. You would thank him for the gifts and how much you love them (and him!).
• You would also forgive him for forgetting it was your birthday. Nash would tense up at your words.
Timeless/OG
• It would be the end of the day now. No sign of Harrison, which really wasn’t a surprise to you. You would check your mail for the last time that night (you told yourself you would get to it afterwards).
• In the mail, a green envelope would be seen. You pulled it out and took it up to your doorstep, where the porch light would shine down on the card.
• Your name would be on the card in cursive writing. You would open the card immediately revealing a silly store bought card wishing you a happy birthday.
• You would smile down at the card, knowing that Harrison still remembered.
• But he was really too busy with his wife.
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