normallyxstrange: fransciscoramon-blog·: @normallyxstrange· liked this post for a starter! Cisco sat, sipping his coffee and staring into his computer. He was reading an article as research for his newest piece of tech, and he’d been on a research bender the last few days. He found himself at a coffee shop, only because he knew he neededContinue reading
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stayliquid: mon-el & cisco. “Aw, c’mon man! Not even one little hint?” Cisco knew that Mon-El was right, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t dying to find out if Han was going to be mentioned in the new movie. “even if it wasn’t going against the cosmos,Continue reading
setitallaflame: heart-on-her-sleeve: “How was I in the way? I was trying to sleep, dude.” Allie cursed at herself. She should have been in a shelter tonight, not in an alley where she would inevitably get hurt. Homeless, no insurance, $6.12 in her pocket, and now she’s got herself injured. No way would she be able toContinue reading
huntresscaraquinn: heart-on-her-sleeve: She’d been bleeding for that long, yet she was still conscious? His mind was racing, doing calculations of how much blood she might’ve lost already. He wasn’t going to let this woman die. “I’ve got you, okay? I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you,” Tom’s voice was soft and caring, his wordsContinue reading
goldenfatale: fransciscoramon-blog: “You’ve had my heart from the beginning, Lisa.” Cisco’s eyes fell from her face, his stomach turning. It was weird, seeing someone you thought dead standing before you once more. “Things? That’s all I get is things?” His eyes snapped back up, filled with hurt, pain, and confusion. “Did I?” As flattering as theContinue reading
askbigbrolucifer: heart-on-her-sleeve: Tom nodded. “Of course! I have loads of vacation time saved up, I could probably take a week paid and a week unpaid off, no harm, no foul. I’ll put in the request as soon as I can,” he smiled, his hand finding Gerald’s before looking back to the doctor. “I’m afraid so. AtContinue reading
“Yikes,” he responded, looking briefly at their feet before looking back up. “Like, that doesn’t surprise me, no offense. But that sucks.” Stefan’s grimace turned to a smile as Miles swung their arms. “What if I am? Is it too soon? Too forward? I know we just met.”
normallyxstrange: heart-on-her-sleeve: “But eight’s an even number,” Ray pleaded, wanting to continue his drunken escapade. “A nice, round, even number. eight drinks, eight sides of a stop sign, perfect number to stop at!” He exclaimed, reaching for the shot that was placed before him by the bartender. Ray downed the shot, making a face as it burned.Continue reading