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pistachi0art · 1 year

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A request for Gordon with different hairstyles? With his long hair preferably.

Your honor: Him✨

#I’M IN LOVE #thanks for this request #he’s a beautiful man #hlvrai #gordon feetman #hlvrai gordon #request

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stars-are-just-ghosts · 9 months

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if you're still looking for harrisco prompts i'd love to read something about a marriage proposal! thank you <3

Of course! I'm sorry I didn't see this sooner. I hope you like it!

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"Ack, no! Harry, don't you dare throw that mug! That is my favorite mug!" Cisco pointed his finger right at Harry's head, his other hand out and reaching for the precariously lofted mug in question, Harry's hand well above Cisco's height and poised to toss the apparently offending piece of ceramic during one of his more robust temper tantrums.

Harry paused entirely, however, raising a single brow as he glanced at the mug. Then he lowered it just enough to make Cisco relax a little.

"It's a S.T.A.R. Labs mug. It's the same as every other mug in the building." Harry declared sternly, seemingly having forgotten, at least momentarily, what he'd been on a tirade about only a moment ago. Cisco took the opportunity to grab it out of his hand, stepping back as he practically hugged it protectively. Harry shook his head at him. "I thought your favorite was the one with all the rainbows on it. How can that," he motioned his hand at the one now in Cisco's grasp, "Be your favorite mug?"

"The rainbow one is my favorite. At home." He turned away, setting the mug on his workstation, turning and crossing his arms. "This one's my favorite here."

"Why?" Harry put his hands on his hips.

"Is... is that really important right now?" He asked, furrowing his brows a little. "Weren't you just upset about our equations not working?"

"I can be angry about that again later." He took a step forward, shaking his head dismissively. Cisco cracked an instant smirk, inwardly amused by the way he'd said that. Harry had always been singularly focused, but he was also incredibly flexible when it came to the problem of the moment. And apparently, for whatever reason, this mug situation was now very important.

"It's my favorite because you gave it to me." Cisco said gently, smiling knowingly. Harry seemed to still, glancing past Cisco at the mug. Which, in his defense, did look like every other S.T.A.R. Labs mug in existence. Except for the slight chip in the curve of the handle. It was how Cisco could tell it apart. "When you asked me out for the first time. We hadn't slept in two days, and you made really gross, strong coffee to keep us awake. You set it down in front of me and said-"

"We should get a real cup with breakfast after this is over." Harry responded, remembering the exact words he'd said. "You wanted to know if I was asking you out on a date. And I said-"

"Only if that's what you want." Cisco finished for him, unable to stop the warm smile on his face. Then he let out an easy breath, uncrossing his arms and moving right into Harry, slipping his hands right onto the taller man's hips and tucking in close. Harry's features softened even more, hands coming up to rest on Cisco's arms.

Consequently, that first breakfast date had turned into one of the best makeout sessions Cisco had ever had, followed by many, many other dates, which turned into the longest, craziest, most important, and honestly kind of perfect relationship Cisco had ever been in.

Truth be told, things had moved pretty quickly after that breakfast. But for Cisco, it was as though they'd been building into the 'something more' phase for months. He'd realized very early on that he was in love with Harry. But he was never going to act on it. He'd been too afraid of the idea of Harry rejecting him. He couldn't lose their friendship, which admittedly was one of the most important things in his life. But when Harry asked him out first, it was like a weight had been plucked right off his heart and he could finally act on all the pent-up yearning he'd been drowning in.

Getting to be with Harry, to love him out loud and without apology, had been the best decision he'd ever made. In fact, they'd been together for just over a year now. And Cisco couldn't picture ever making a different choice. He couldn't picture his life with anyone else. He never wanted to.

"If I'd known it was your favorite, I wouldn't have grabbed it." Harry said gently, all apologetic and rather sullen. "I'd never intentionally break something you care about." Which was true. Harry's temper was a work in progress. But even when he was throwing things, he never hurt anyone. Physically or emotionally. And he'd never, ever hurt Cisco. That was as real a truth to him as literally everything else about Harry.

The guy was surly, but his temper was driven by his heart and by the incredible enormity of how much he cared about his work, about his family, about the team. And especially about Cisco.

Harry was the only one who could really keep Cisco on his toes, challenging him at every turn, pushing him to do more than he thought he could, and daring him to believe in himself the way Harry always believed in him.

He was also physically exactly Cisco's type. Strong and lean, with eyes like the ocean and a smile that could melt icebergs. He was also incredibly good with that body and with his hands. In fact, of all the people Cisco had been with, Harry was by far the best in literally every category. With the focused, thorough way that Harry tackled most of his life, this meant his mastery of what went on in the bedroom was no exception.

Add to all that the way he treated Cisco every single day, like he was Harry's world and the universe around it, and Cisco couldn't help but feel like Harry was a bit of a miracle. Because how could someone already love him so much, and still seem to want to love him even more every day?

Now, here he was, lost in the way Harry was looking at him right, truly sorry for what he'd almost done to the mug, and all the reasons why Cisco loved Harry so damn much in return clicked in his head and had words tumbling out of his mouth before he had the sense to stop them.

"Marry me." Cisco said softly. Then blinked and wondered, if only for a moment, if he'd really said them out loud. But he had. He'd said it. And he, quite surprisingly, didn't want to unsay it. In fact, he really wanted to say them louder.

"What... what did you just say to me?" Harry sounded instantly stunned. Or worried. Or maybe a little of both? For once, it was hard to tell where his tone fell on the spectrum of emotion. He looked a little like a deer in headlights. And Cisco... shit, he should have felt just as petrified, right? But... he didn't. He really, really didn't. Because even though those words had popped up out of the blue, he was ready to dive in head first with what they meant. And it was probably the most comforting, wonderful thing he'd figured out in a long time.

"Marry me, Harry." He said with a barely contained smile, searching the crystal blue eyes he adored. "I'm serious. Say yes." Harry's expression softened, even took on a humorous quality, but he shook his head a little.

"You can't just tell someone to marry you, Ramon. That's not how it works." He responded dryly, pulling him closer, searching Cisco's eyes for any hint that this wasn't real. "You are serious..." he whispered, letting out a quick breath. "Cisco, I'm not... I-

"No, no," Cisco lifted his hands to Harry's face, shaking his head, "Don't overthink it. I'm happy, Harry. Happier than I have any right to be, and it's all because of you. I'm pretty damn sure you feel the same way about me. I mean, you were just nearly heartbroken at the thought of breaking a mug because I like it." He cracked a smile, then slipped his hands around to the back of Harry's head. "And just now... it occurred to me that I don't want to lose that kind of love. I don't want to lose you, ever. I want you to drive me nuts and make me happy every day for the rest of my life. And I want to do the same for you, okay? So, you're right. I'm serious. Very, very serious."

For a long, far too quiet moment, Harry didn't say a thing or move beyond his eyes dancing over Cisco's. Then he leaned down and slotted their lips together, warm and soft. That kiss lingered and deepened in a way that was familiar but always made Cisco's heart knock a little louder against his ribcage. Their tongues caressed in a way he knew well and always wanted to fall into. Harry backed him up slowly into his workstation, Cisco's rear stopping them both and shaking the table's contents. And, phew, that kiss? That was the sort of kiss that would have made a biker blush.

When they both finally had to come up for air, Harry stayed pressed up against him, hands smoothing Cisco's hair away as he examined the flush in his cheeks and the way Cisco couldn't help but try to get his breathing under control, because hot damn.

"You... you do realize that wasn't an answer." Cisco huffed out, smoothing his hands over Harry's chest without breaking eye contact. Harry's sly, knowing smile was a gift in itself.

"Try asking me an actual question." Harry countered. And Cisco giggled like an idiot, feeling a little giddy and honestly rather elated by all of this.

"Harry, will you marry me?" He asked, grinning when Harry's smile turned wide and happy.

"Yes, I will." He replied. And Cisco instantly pulled him down into another pretty damn incredible kiss. In fact, that kiss turned into hands everywhere and getting half-naked on the lab floor until Barry walked in and nearly had a panic attack at seeing them getting their busy on, which was something that Harry found endlessly amusing.

After that, whenever Harry brought him coffee in the labs, it was in the mug with the little chip in the handle and a knowing smile to go with it. And even if the coffee was too strong, Cisco enjoyed every sip. Because nothing could be better than this...

#harrisco #harry wells #cisco ramon #fic rec #prompt #i hope you like it #thanks for this request #if anyone has any other prompt ideas #please let me know #happy to be doing this again #looking forward to more #earth 2 harrison harry wells #francisco ramon

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gotchibam · 3 months

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Espeon and Umbreon ko-fi doodle for Yama!

I’m accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

#artists on tumblr #pokemon #espeon #umbreon #ko-fi doodle #gotchibam arts #thank you sm for requesting!! <3

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hellsitegenetics · 2 months

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When I followed you earlier today and then realized this blog wasn't even two days old it made me feel like I invested in a startup.

Do you think if you did the lyrics for Fireflies by Owl City, your database would give us fireflies? (Will also accept owls. And there's a line about sheep too).

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Closest match: Sepia lycidas genome assembly, chromosome: 36 Common name: Kisslip cuttlefish

#tumblr genetics #asks #requests #sent to me #the-cinnamonroll #cephalopods #cuttlefish #fish #ocean #kisslip cuttlefish #thank you for the ask! unfortunately i could not get to it until just fucking now bc of the backlog #this ask was sent on feb 8 when the blog was abt 2 days old lol #anyway. love this animal. its shaped like a goddamn spaceship

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plumadot · 2 months

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shyly wanders in here putting my fingers together 👉👈 if. if you're still doing requests... could I request maybe a little bit of scarian 👉👈🥺 your art is soso soft I want to hold it so gentle in my hands

red means danger, doesn't it?

(gfdjgkfdjgdf i hope this is alright i've been trying to draw (almost) kisses for like an hour or so HEHEH,,, <3)

#ask #shipping #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#usually my stuff can be interpreted as whatever but it's for real this time woooo!!!!!!!#scarian #thanks for the request mochi waaaaa

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kaereth · 24 days

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Marcille and Falin on a double date with Kiki and Namari for a kofi request! Get teased Namari lol

#falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #Kiki Floke #namari of kahka brud #kikimari #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #s tier request thank you so much #kofi request

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erwinsvow · 1 month

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Imagine if Rafe let R try a joint

Like, her brains getting all fuzzy and she's even more giggly than usual, and he's just, like enamoured. He thinks she's adorable.

"one hit, that's it-" rafe says, low and quiet in your ear.

you're curled up on his lap at the party, both of you resting on the couch while you observe the scene around you with big eyes. rafe's friends were snorting powder off of mirrors, washing it down with liquor that was definitely harder than the fruity seltzer your boyfriend allowed you to drink. rafe said you couldn't handle anything harder, and you agreed without questioning him, like you always did.

you had pointed to the white lines on the table infront of you and asked him as sweetly as you could if you could try some. kelce overheard you and starts pushing the mirror in your direction, and you look at him with a smile, before rafe stares him down and delivers a tap to your cheek. it's just to get your attention, not really to hurt you, but you feel your face flushing where he touched you when he speaks.

"hey, you don't listen to him, you listen to me, right?" you see kelce in the corner of your eye, taking the tray back and offering it to the girl next to him.

"i know, i just-"

"no, no just anything. y'can barely drink this watered-down crap without trippin' over your feet." he rests back on the sofa, hands gripping your waist and leg tightly. "wants to snort coke. you're funny, kid."

you pout, taking another sip of your drink. you're only half way through the can but your head is starting to feel fuzzy, already. you decide then and there that rafe always knows best for you, but you still want to try the things he tries, show him that you can handle it. the boys next to rafe pass a blunt over you, directly to him. when they blow out the smoke, you start coughing, but watch carefully as your boyfriend takes a long hit. just as he's about to pass it across to kelce, you catch his wrist.

"can i try that instead? please?" you try your best to straighten up, to show him you can take it and that you're not already drunk. "please," you whine, and his friends turn their head to look. you're sure that they think it's silly, the way you have to ask rafe for permission for everything and anything. you don't care, though.

"kid, stop-"

"i can take it, promise. just this time. i won't ever ask again."

that's how you had ended up like this, rafe talking into your ear while he holds the blunt to your lips.

"alright, suck in. long as you can. you're a pro at that, aren't ya?" his words make you lose your concentration, breaking into a coughing fit before you can even try to inhale.

"rafe!" you whine again, pummeling your fists into his chest, still choking on the smoke. your throat feels scratchy but you know that couldn't have been enough.

"what, kid, i gotta do everything for you?" he takes a long hit, and then grips your cheeks with his hand, forcing your mouth open and then blowing the smoke into your throat for you. then he clamps it shut, holds your shoulder while you cough, and passes the blunt along to kelce.

you cough a little, but before long, you're putty in his arms, leaning your head against his shoulder and giggling at nothing. you poke at his chest and then start playing with his chain, then his hair, and then back down to his fingers. he lets you do it, watching you play with his ring and pressing a kiss to your forehead. you're cute like this, he thinks, less shy and not as worried what everyone must think about you. he thinks he likes it, that maybe he should let you smoke with him every once in a while.

"feel good, baby?" he asks in your ear, and you squirm in his touch, pulling away before resting your head again.

"mhm. really good. this is fun. wish it wasn't a crime." he laughs, taking another sip of his beer. you try to copy him, reaching for your seltzer but knocking it over by accident.

"oops," you say with another laugh. "sorry to-wait, whose house is this?"

"c'mon kid, makin' a mess," he groans, picking up the can and watching the fizzy liquid travel.

"sorry, daddy." in your state, you don't realize how loud you said it, but even with everyone's eyes on you, you don't care much, smiling back sweetly at rafe.

"alright, we're leavin'."

#thank you so much for requesting!!!!! i really hope you like it??????#thank you thank you thank you #sorry i went a lil off path #📮 asks #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron

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novelbear · 1 year

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“say you won’t let go” - some touch starved scenarios

prompt list by @novelbear

heart pounding whenever the other does so much as to hold onto their wrist while guiding them through a crowd

one just casually sitting down on the other's lap and they start internally freaking the hell out

hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve, testing the waters

^^ the other notices so they pull them into a hug, smiling as they just watch them melt

"wait, don't go, please.."

"is this okay?" "it's more than okay."

already barely holding it together as they're getting their hand held but then they feel that reassuring squeeze and they just can't

wearing the others' clothes so that it can at least feel like they're hugging them, even for just a moment

feeling so lonely that they have to call their lover/friend, just to get a sense and reminder that they're still there

^ trying and failing to hold back their tears as they do so

"can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

when the other holds onto their waist briefly as they're passing by and it just send chills down their spine

breaking down mid-hug because they just needed this so much

their breath hitching whenever the other gets a little closer

^ feeling crushed when that action is taken as a sign of discomfort, and they watch them slowly back off

holding onto a stuffed animal/pillow, imagining that it's their lover in their embrace instead

one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze

"i wasn't sure how much longer i could have taken this..."

#otp prompts #writing prompts #imagine your otp #otp writing #writeblr #prompt list #romance prompts #fluff prompts #dialogue prompts #angst prompts #fluff #touch starved prompts #otp #angst #request #thank you vyni for your help with these muah

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