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stars-are-just-ghosts · 2 months

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CALLING ALL HARRISCO READERS

It's that time of year again when the urge hits me to write some one-shots starring our two favorite idiots-in-love: Harrison 'Harry' Wells and Francisco 'Cisco' Ramon. So I'm throwing out a fishing line into the Harrisco ether with some one-shot prompts as bait. Choose from the following and in-box me with a letter and number! Do you want more than one? I've got you covered! Do you have your own idea you'd like me to tackle? I'm totally on board! Here is my Harrisco one-shot collection so far, if you're interested: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2535001 I'm excited to get this ball rollin'. I know our ship has taken some hits and is still small. But gosh darn, if it isn't still mighty. So send me those prompts. And please reblog for anyone else you know who loves Harrisco! Happy viewing to all the readers/art lovers, and happy creating to all the fandom creators! -QuietDarkness A) Angst: 1. “You’re allowed to fall apart a little.” 2. “I’m here. I know that’s not enough, but it’s all I've got.” 3. “I don’t expect a happy ending. I just want an ending.” 4. “You’re the love of my life. I wish I were yours.” 5. “I pushed you away because you deserve better.” B) Silly: 1. "Well, what can I say? I'm a badass." 2. "Don't look for any redeeming qualities. I don't have any." 3. "He's crazy, and just when you think you've reached the bottom of his crazy, you find a crazy underground parking garage." 4. "I'm listening to you, I'm just not paying attention." 5. "If my day gets any worse, I'm asking Hell if they have an exchange program." C) Phobia: 1. Achluphobia / Nyctophobia: Fear of darkness / Fear of dark 2. Pyrophobia: Fear of fire 3. Somniphobia: Fear of sleep / nightmares 4. Trypanophobia: Fear of needles/injections 5. Autophobia: Fear of being alone D) Comfort: 1. "You, me, blanket fort." 2. "Tell me how to help." 3. "We can stay here as long as you need." 4. "Do you need a hug?" 5. "I won't leave you." E) Whump -pick either Harry or Cisco-: 1. Harry or Cisco gets shot. 2. Harry or Cisco gets stabbed. 3. Harry or Cisco gets kidnapped. 4. Harry or Cisco gets tortured. 5. Harry or Cisco has memory loss. F) Other: 1. Marriage proposal 2. First date 3. First time 4. Jealousy 5. AU (You decide!) G) BONUS: Your own prompts! Throw em at me!

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#harrisco #harry wells #cisco ramon #one shot #ao3 #quietdarkness #fanfiction #fandom #harrison 'harry' wells #francisco ramon

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brooklynstar · 1 year

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Me, who still refuses to believe anything past season 4 of The Flash is cannon:

THEREFORE HARRY AND CISCO ARE STILL HAPPILY ALIVE AND CAN STILL VISIT EACH OTHER ANY TIME THEY WISH

#the flash #cw the flash #cisco ramon #Harrison wells #vibe #Harry wells #francisco ramon #I’m just upset with what they did #Cannon sucks ngl #This is why fanfiction exists I guess #the first four seasons are my everything #but then it just got sad #WHY DID THEY GET RID OF THE BEST CHARACTERS #im literally screaming #im literally gonna cry #i’m crying

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 10 months

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Ramones California Sun!! Ramones, Civic Center, San Francisco, 1979

📷 Merideth Grierson

#Ramones #California Sun #San Francisco #70's #70s #1979 #punk rock #stage #concert #live #johnny ramone #joey ramone #USA

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m00ndingochan · 8 months

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#dee dee ramone #marky ramone #johnny ramone #joey ramone #san francisco #Winterland’78 #Youtube

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purplecyborgnewt · 2 years

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#The Flash #Cisco Ramon #Harry Wells #and yes i'm tagging this as #harrisco #the great rescreencapening project #perfect francisco with his perfect hair #everyone i love is alive and doing fine because i said so #may the spite force be with you

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sweet-vanilla-sims · 4 months

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Year 1634 - Part 1

TW/CW: Alcoholism, Abuse

Following the miscarriage Vincente began to spend more time drowning his sorrows in multiple glasses of wine maybe once a week he told Tala.

Guilia did her best to keep clear of her father when he was drinking as she quickly learned the man was an angry drunk but more and more often she kept finding empty glasses around the house.

Francesco celebrated his sixth birthday to the joy of his parents. He still took after Karmine more than he did Francisco but with age Francisco wondered if some of his son's features were inherited from his late mother whose appearance he knew from her visiting spirit.

Though by the end of May, Vincente reeked of the bitter sweetness of cheap wine and was quick to blow up at Giulia. Giulia was horrified at the words he spoke to her giving voice to the truths they had both been keeping unspoken about how he resented that she was the one of her siblings that had lived.

Though when Vincente was sober he apologized for his cruelty with sincerity that Giulia could almost convince herself it was because he was sorry for having those horrid words in his head and not that he was sorry that he had told her those things to her face. Vincente may have resented his daughter but he didn't want to hurt her when he knew that it wasn't actually her fault that fate had been so cruel to them. He truly did regret saying those things to her but it was also a relief in a way that the words were in the open now. While their relationship was difficult it was now very clear where the Giulia stood in his mind without Vincente trying to keep himself in denial about his less than favorable opinion of his daughter.

At least Thomasin was delighted to be with her little granddaughter, she and Tala were more than willing to make up the love the child lacked from her father.

Vincente and Tala resumed trying for a child since despite their losses they both still wanted a child. Though Vincente was hoping for a son to inherit, Tala just wanted a child once more especially as Giulia was growing older.

That said, Vincente's treatment towards Giulia was concerning to her but she did her best to keep the peace by sending Giulia on errands while Vincente was home and keeping her home while he was out. There could be no conflict between the two if they simply never met outside of mealtimes.

When August came, Tala decided to surprise her husband with having Ramon and Francisco back home to celebrate their thirty-fifth birthday together. It had been such a long time since the triplets had spent a birthday together it was a rare day of celebration where the family's problems seemed to disappear.

That said being home in Tartosa gave Francisco the chance to mourn the losses that he had been away for properly. It was hard for him to think about the children he had seen growing up as being gone but he was glad for the chance to say a proper goodbye.

Francisco and Ramon surprisingly had much to catch up on as Ramon had taken to travelling once more spreading the Holy word but Francisco knew his brother hadn't been the most faithful in his devotion which caused some tension between the two albeit just tense changes in conversation when something contentious came up. Ramon did know that his brother didn't know about his affair with Karmine because he knew that if he did Francisco would never forgive him no matter how disciplined his brother was.

Giulia was quick to realize after speaking with Ramon, once Francisco left for his home and Ramon had one less brother to talk to and he turned to her, that Ramon was not a very good man. In fact, the more she spoke with her Uncle the more she felt that he was a deeply cruel man who lived for spite underneath his charismatic presentation.

Despite knowing that and the gnawing pit in her stomach that told her that he was bad news, Giulia relished in the positive attention he was showing her. She felt mature being considered seriously in conversation with an adult that wasn't her stepmother and after the loss of her siblings she had been so dreadfully lonely that she was willing to set aside her instincts to keep Ramon's attention on her. Her father began leaving for long stretches and smelling again when he returned though with Ramon home he wasn't belligerent about it. Giulia was simply enjoying the peace her Uncle provided.

Thomasin was glad to see her youngest children reach their mid thirties in good health, relatively. It was surreal to think that her kids were undeniably grown but that meant that they couldn't use their immaturity as an excuse for their behaviors. She laid into Vincente on how he had been treating his wife and daughter with his new habit that he needed to fix sooner rather than later and into Ramon about how he had supposedly devoted his life to the Divine but there he was creating bastard children of which none of them shared the same mother save for his daughters one of whom passed and he wasn't even doing right by any of them through marriage or at the bare minimum legitimizing them. Ramon did feel a pang of guilt at that especially after knowing one of his sons was otherwise an orphan but he liked his freer life without children. Vincente got defensive and rather than listen to his mother's words decided to inform her that he could do with his life and family as he pleased being a grown man. She was just deeply disappointed but left him with the retort that his family was hers too.

Of course the confrontation Thomasin had with her boys occurred the night before Giulia's thirteenth birthday which had Vincente already on his third drink of watered down (courtesy of Tala) liquid before the sun even rose. Despite it all, he mostly kept his sour mood to himself for the day as Tala and Ramon celebrated his daughter's milestone birthday. As much as Giulia enjoyed the festivities she couldn't help but feel like her happiness was not going to last and like before some tragedy would occur to ruin it all.

#Thomasin Carlisle #Francisco Carlisle #Ramon Carlisle #Vincente Carlisle #Tala Carlisle #Giulia Carlisle #Francesco Carlisle #The Carlisle Chronicles #Decades Legacy Challenge #tw alchoholism #tw abuse #cw alcoholism #cw abuse #1634 #1630s #ts4

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tenorissimi · 7 months

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FRANCISCO ARAIZA 🇲🇽

with Mexican Tenors Ramón Vargas & Javier Camarena

Photo 1 Luz Butron Soprano edition

#tenori titani 7 #tenori titani #francisco araiza #javier camarena #ramon vargas

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thesolotomyhan · 2 years

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Imagine being the youngest girl in the Arellano Felix family and getting into a secret relationship with Mayo and having to sneak around so no one finds out 👀

AHHHH LISTEN- i have fell in love with this scenario ever since someone mentioned it to me a while back about sneaking around with him at dinas wedding AND I JUST FELT A PANG OF ENERGY HIT ME ONCE I READ THIS BYE ✋🏼 thank you for bringing this back to my attention again -

#LIKE ?? ImAgine the rush YOU would feel wanting to be around mayo once youre dating but having to sneak around your brothers just toSEE him #AUGH #pinshe benjamin questioning your every move because he loves cockblocking tf out of you #not even knowing its MAYO youre going out to see #pinshe ramon being the pestering one but overprotective at the same time-#pinshe francisco probably just wanting to see you happy so being on your side but also pestering you with millions of questions #UGH NO STOP IM DONE SORRY FOR THAT RAMBLE IM LEAVING NOW #asks #anon #ill be daydreaming about this all day again

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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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