#harry wells
I feel like people should chill about Harry Wells and Jessie, because at this point of the story Earth Prime superheroes don’t know that other earths exists (yet).
Y'all gotta wait for the next crossover
If we follow this logic, excluding the paragons, everyone’s not the original. Because everyone was erased & brought back. It’s what the retcon is for.
I take it, the hologram message frm Harry still exist because he still exist in some form. Otherwise, that message itself would have been erased in the retcon.
Retcon is, as a friend of mine lovingly frequently say, is never having to say “Oh, we f*cked up.”
I would concede, though, if we apply the occasional absence of logic in the Arrowverse.
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A/N:
I was watching “Madagascar 2: Escape from Africa” when I came across a scene with King Julian trying to give Melman (the giraffe) advice…
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Imagine:
HR noticed that Harry has a thing for you and tries to offer him advice
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“Hey, buddy ol’ pal.”
HR walked up to his genius doppelgänger and grinned widely. With a cup of coffee at hand, he nudged Harry suggestively prior to giving him a significant look.
“Can I talk to you for a sec?”
Harry couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “About what?”
“Well,” HR shook his head side-to-side, as if wondering how best he could approach the subject. “I couldn’t help but notice that you have a slight…affection…for our little electrical engineer.”
At the mention of you, Harry’s mouth dropped slightly and he found himself speechless for a moment. “What’re you talking about?”
“Oh, come on, now,” HR grinned widely. “Don’t try and act like you don’t know.”
He shook his head, still in denial. “Sorry, I don’t do crushes.”
“Of course you don’t,” HR agreed. “But you do fall in love.”
Harry scoffed. “That’s absurd.”
“Deny it all you want,” HR raised his cup of coffee, prior to taking a sip. “But I know you, compadre. We may be two different people with two different backgrounds, but we still share much of of the same thoughts.”
“I doubt it.”
“You do?”
“Yeah.”
Unconvinced, HR pursed his lips. “So, you don’t mind if I go and talk to her then?”
Harry could feel the temperature inside him rising. He really didn’t want to talk to anyone - much less, his lookalike - about his “affection.”
He knew HR was merely blabbering to get on his nerve; but, with the mischievous tone in that last sentence, he couldn’t help but take the bait. “What do you mean, talk to her?”
“You know, talk,” HR suggested innocently. “Preferably over a cup of coffee, but dinner and a movie works too.”
Just then, a slight movement caught both of their eyes.
Turning their attention to the door, they saw you walk down the hall, smiling and chatting profusely about the latest sci-fi movie with Barry. For a moment or so, Harry’s eyes trailed after you, listening intently to see if you had any plans to pursue a movie date with Barry.
Not that he felt threatened or anything.
He just didn’t like any thoughts or suggestions pertaining to.
At last, when you disappeared past the doorway, Harry’s eyes swung back to his doppelganger, who greeted him with a smug smile. He scowled.
HR brought his cup up to his mouth and continued his teasing reaction. For a moment, there weren’t any words exchanged between the two.
Feeling victorious and that his presence was no longer needed, HR began making his way towards the entrance of the Cortex. No doubt to ask you for that dinner date.
Harry exhaled irritably.
“…Okay,” he started, causing his doppelganger to stop a half-step and turn in his direction. “Let’s say I do have a little crush on ________. Hypothetically.”
A smug upward jerk turned the corner of HR’s lips.
He ignored it. “What do you suggest that I do?”
“I am very glad you asked, my dear friend,” the E-19 conman set his coffee down on the table prior to approaching Harry and slapping his hands on the other’s arms. “I suggest you take a little lesson in romance. From me.”
“Right,” Harry rolled his eyes. “From you.”
HR cast his partner a significant look.
The incredulous smile on Harry’s face faltered. “Wait, you’re being serious…?”
“Absolutely!” HR chirped, rolling up his sleeves prior to rubbing his hands together. “Believe it or not, my friend, I am an expert of the female population.”
At this point, a part of Harry regretted ever giving in to his look-alike’s suggestions; but, he figured it was too late now. Plus, he was sure HR would keep persisting in giving him advice even he decided to retract his answer.
Slipping his arm around Harry’s shoulders, HR leaned in and held a finger up.
“Now,” he started. “Here’s what you do…”
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Requested by: Anonymous
Prompt: so hai!!! i love ur imagines, their the best i’ve read so far and i absolutely love em!!! agh, like…yas please! lol anyway, idk what i want, but could you please write something for harry, hr and the reader?? any diea is okie but just something with them. thank you!! also, keep writing! i love it, and i love you <3 <3 <3
otp: i know you
