Cisco backup

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Send ‘!!!’ for my muse’s reaction to yours kissing them in the middle of a ~~battle~~ (fight).

“I can never do anything right, can I?” Cisco said through gritted teeth as he cradled his crying son in his arms. “Shh, Shh. It’s okay Dante, Daddy’s gotchu,” he cooed. “I’m sorry I’m not here all the time. Daddy’s out saving lives when he’s not here.” At this point, he was talking to both his wife and their infant son. “I know it’s scary when I don’t call, when you and Mommy don’t know what’s going on, and I’m so-” Cisco’s apology was cut short when his lips were met with Lisa’s.

“Sorry, I know it stings, but it’ll be worse if it gets infected.” Lisa says as she continues to gently clean the graze. She shakes her head and sighs. “Truth is Cisco I don’t have any or much room to be upset. Considering that I can’t wait to get back into the game myself. I really miss the energy and danger but mostly I miss fighting side by side with you. I always thought that was so romantic.” She says smirking and wrapping her arms around him. “I mean seriously, I’m not fully proud to admit this but the most action I’ve had recently has been hiring a private investigator to che k out D.L’s new teacher…” She smiles as she feels Cisco’s hand on her stomach and nods. “You’re the youngest of two and so am I so it was bound to happen. I found out yesterday actually. I thought I was anemic so I had the doctor do some tests.”

“I can’t imagine how hard it is to stay back while there’s action out there.” Cisco said sympathetically. “You what now? Lisa, I’m pretty sure we had this conversation when you first were pregnant with him. Does she check out?” He added with a cheesy grin.

“I couldn’t be happier with how quickly our little family is growing.”

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“Cisco you should quit. You are wasting yourself here and they don’t deserve you. By the way who do I have to pummel now?”

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“You will be pummelling nobody, Lis.” Cisco responded, opening the fridge and grabbing a beer. “I can’t quit. I need that job to pay bills, and to get an “in” when there are gig openings.”

“That was a good joke Cisco. You actually got me there for a minute.” Lisa says with a laugh of relief until she noticed his facial expression hadn’t changed. Her laugh slowly faded into a sound of discontent. “You weren’t joking were you? Cisco, seriously? The last thing I would ever expect you to ask me is to go a dinner with your parents. What am I supposed to say? Hi my name’s Lisa and I kiss your son?”

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“I’m not joking, Lis. They came to me, not the other way around.” Cisco said with a stoic expression. “Be you. Be the woman that I spend my time with. Be the woman I’m in love with.” He closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her softly. “I’m sure they’ll love you.”

“But there are so many other things we could do that would be so much more fun.” Lisa says wrapping her arms around his shoulders and continues the slow soft kiss as she smiles. By now it was quite obvious that she was addicted to the feeling of his kiss. “Cisco… I don’t know how to act around parents. What if they ask me what I do for a living? Either way you slice it, it doesn’t look good. At best I have no job and at worse I’m an ex-criminal who has killed a few people.” She paused for a moment as a puzzled look appears on her face. “I know you aren’t supposed to question when you get someone that’s amazing like you, but what made you fall in love with me again?” She asks trying to slip her way out of the situation.

“Just tell them you work from home, doing various things.” Cisco smiled against her lips. “That’s not a complete lie..” He trailed, cocking his head to the side. “Or! I could just make an excuse and tell them we can’t make it. Then we can spend the night doing whatever we want.” He grinned, closing the space between their lips again.

Cisco grinned, pulling away and creating more space between their faces. “You always ask, and I always tell you the same thing. You’re passionate and badass. You care more than anyone else has ever cared, and that’s sexy. You’re sexy. The past doesn’t matter. Only the present and the future.”

Despite the fact that Lisa was all snuggled up she still couldn’t help but toss and turn side to side. She must have changed positions about ten times before giving a heavy sigh and sitting up. “Okay I love the idea I’m going to be a mom…well love it and still terrified. But still I go from not sleeping because of nightmares to being too fat to get comfortable. No wonder pregnant women are cranky half the time.”

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Cisco rolled over, half asleep. “You’re gonna be a great, mom, Lis. I have no doubt,” he rubbed his eyes, sitting up and looking over at his wife. “Want me to grab you the extra pillows? Maybe that will help.”

Lisa smiles finding Cisco even cuter when he was half asleep and still managed to be so supportive and put up with her. She leans over and softly kisses him. “Well if I lay on my side it isn’t that bad overall but my back kills me. Maybe if you hold me from behind? And your always so warm.” Lisa did everything she could to keep herself from just coming out and asking him to be a human pillow. Although nothing could stop her from smiling at the idea.

A sleepy smile spread across Cisco’s face and he felt Lisa’s lips against his own. “Anything for you, babe,” he responded, rolling out of bed to grab the big body pillow from the closet. “Here, Lis. You cuddle with this and I’ll cuddle with you.” He slurred, crawling back under the warm coversand opening his arms, waiting for his wife to snuggle closer.

“Who the hell did this to you?” (Protective Lisa :3)

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Hurt meme || Accepting

“Nobody, it doesn’t matter.” Cisco sniffled, using one hand to hold a bag of frozen peas to his face and holding the other close to his body. “I’ll be fine,” he lied.

Lisa watches him with a clenched jaw as he maneuvers in pain. It took all she had not to race after the punks and give them a clear piece of her mind. She liftshis shirt to see the extent of the damage. The last thing she wanted to do was cause him anymore discomfort or pain. So when she reaches out to touch his side she barely runs her finger tips softly down his side. “Good news is, I don’t see any sign of internal bleeding. But we should get you to the hospital. Just to make sure you don’t have any broken ribs.”

As the adrenaline wore off, the pain became more and more prominent. Cisco struggled to sit up, nodding his head. “I should get out of my suit then. I’ll be back,” he strained, getting up and slowly walking to the other room to change. He forced his shoes of while still standing, and stepped out of his leather pants and into a pair of sweatpants. He bent down and grabbed his pants that lay in a heap. He felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his side as he stood straight. He folded his pants and tossed them in his dresser drawer and leaned against things as he made it to the door. After a few seconds, he felt his lips begin to tingle. This took more energy than he originally anticipated. Cisco began focusing on his breathing. In, Out. In, Out.

In the fight, the thugs kicked Cisco in the torso multiple times, fracturing several ribs. The kicking bruised his lung and caused severe breathing problems. Along with that, Cisco had a broken arm and many lacerations across his face and hands.

“Lis? I think you should call for an ambulance,” he called out, leaning against the doorframe of his bedroom. “I can’t-” he paused, taking a shallow breath. -breathe.” And with that, Cisco collapsed on the floor, his breathing shallow and his face twisted in pain.

He was lucky they were so close to the hospital, as the ambulance got there in mere minutes. The next thing Cisco remembered was an oxygen mask being placed over his face and the paramedics lifting him on the backboard and onto the stretcher.

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golden-fidelity:

4 – Late night text

{Lisa}: Hey, not sure if your asleep or not yet…

{Lisa}: I know you said to either text or portal over if I had trouble sleeping.

{Lisa}: Well I haven’t slept much at all the past three nights, I didn’t say anything because

{Lisa}: I’m stubborn so what else would you expect?

Cisco just about dropped his phone on his face as Lisa suddenly appeared in his Living room. He quickly grabbed a blanket and sat up, covering his favorite pair of pajamas as he looked over the back of the couch at the woman. “Lisa, I would never laugh at you, only with you,” he replied.

Lisa laughs a little as Cisco almost drops his phone on his face. “Wow you covered up fast. Now I really want to see what it looks like.” She says with a smirk. “I’ll only laugh with you too. So are you ready to see because I know I am.” Lisa says as she fiddles with the opening of the trench coat enough so he could see it was a a knee length night dress.

A smile spreads across his face as Lisa revealed her choice of PJs. “I was going to hide and jump out, but you were just too fast,” he laughed. “Hey, if you’re comfortable in it, that’s all that matters. I like it.”
“Now, are you ready? These PJs are only for special occasions such as this.” Cisco said with a grin, glad he’d gotten changed earlier and wasn’t just wearing his boxers. He dramatically flung the blanket off and stood up, holding his best 10th Doctor pose, wearing a onesie of the signature look of his favorite character. “Eh? Eh?” He gestured, very proud of himself.

Lisa takes off the trench coat completely to show the R2D2 design on the silk night dress. (Forgot that detail haha) The fact that she still had her leather jacket on as well may have seemed odd by anyone else’s standards, but the truth was that she had never taken it off around anyone except for Lenny and Mick. While she did trust Cisco, the amount of shame she felt about the subject was a difficult concept to get over. Lisa laughs and points to the door teasing him a bit. “I could go back out and come back in if you want.” A smile spread across Lisa’s face as she at least recognized what show it was from. She walks over to him and says in her alluring way. “Geeky is sexy Cisco. And speaking of geeky, you need to get me into that show. If I were to laugh it would just be because all I can see is Bertie Crouch Jr…” She says smiling and covering it with her hand.

“No, don’t leave!” Cisco begged, his face scrunching up as she closed the distance between them. “Oh? We’ll have to have a marathon sometime. We can set aside a weekend and just lay in bed and watch Doctor Who,” he said, tracing his fingers over her back. “The Doctor and Barty are so vastly different, there’s no way they can be compared.”

“So, what would you like to do? I have a plethora of snacks and blankets, and a collection of movies and netflix on my tv.”

“Pants are just an illusion”

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She laughs and blinks a little before giving a nod. “Okay! You are certainly more drunk than I am.” Lisa shrugs and smirks. “I mean its not like I would be complaining at all.”

Lisa was fully enjoying how cute and hyper he was. Any chance to see his smile was a very welcome one. After he kisses her cheek she couldn’t help but smile even bigger. Lisa holds his hand and looks into his eyes saying. “Well guess what, I have a crush on you too.” With that she kisses his cheek back before smiling at him again.

“No, Lisa, listeeeen.” Cisco drawled, “This isn’t a crush,” he responded, almost offended. “I love you, Lisa. Like, really love you. Really, really.”

“How much do you know about weddings?”

“Close to nothing, but I can do some research. What’s up, Iris?”

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☮

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Send a ✹ for our muses to end up kidnapped together || Accepting

Cisco slowly became aware of his surroundings, the distinct taste of blood in his mouth. The last thing he remembered was leaving work with Caitlin, then being clocked in the back of the head He must have bit his tongue when he fell. He went to bring a hand to his head, to assess the damage, but his hands were tied above his head. Cisco squirmed in this position, trying to send out vibes and break free, but it was no use.

He looked over and saw Caitlin lying on the floor, not moving. “Cait? Caitlin!” He yelled, struggling against the ropes once again. He heard a menacing laugh come from behind him and a shiver ran down his spine. “Let her go. Do what you will with me, but just let her go,” he begged, wanting to save his friend more than he wanted to save himself.

“Oh, she won’t be hurt, Vibe. We came for you, but got two!”
“You know who I am, so you know what I can do. Let her go and I won’t hurt you.” Cisco said through clenched teeth.
“Oh, no need for threats, boy. She’ll wake up safe and sound outside of STAR Labs tomorrow.” The man replied as some sort of minion took Cait out of the room and what Cisco assumed was back to their place of work. “Anyway, your threats are useless, just like your powers. Now, now. You’re going to open a breach for us.”
“And what if I don’t?”
At the end of his question, a surge of pain spread through Cisco’s back and he yelled out in pain, his back arching away from he source.
“I was afraid you’d say that.”