“don’t project YOUR issues onto that fictional man” i’m not even doing anything. he’s doing all that shit himself. sorry for spotting patterns. observing. understanding nuances. i guess
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i’m just fucking dying over the idea of harry and cisco remembering some parts of each other, as small as they are, and trying to fit their earth’s versions into the holes in their lives. but it doesn’t work??? of course it fucking doesn’t. harrison hates to be called harry, wears actual suits to work, always treats cisco with respect, and never once catches cisco’s pop culture references. meanwhile there’s harry, strangely obsessed with reverb- wondering why he’s so certain this weirdly collected super villain has some hidden sweet side, all smiles and snark and brilliance.
and when harry steps through that portal, cisco looks up at him with those big, unguarded eyes that harry’s been fucking dreaming about for what feels like years, and whispers, “harry?”- and he’s missed that; it’s never even happened and harry’s fucking missed it so much the relief feels like a punch to the chest
they fall into impossibly familiar rhythms so quickly the rest of the team (including e1 harrison) is watching them in sidelong glances and small peeks. they finish each other’s sentences, speak in sync. their belongings mix together immediately, tossing tools and markers back and forth as they work. harry, grumpy and tired and completely done with the judgmental looks from a man with his face, quickly drives away caitlin and barry (which hurts, deep in his chest, for some reason), but cisco turns to him, jabbing the air with a screwdriver.
“i do not need your sass right now, mister,” cisco hisses- but he’s smiling. and, amazingly, harry finds that he is, too.
okay, I’m naming ‘before you go’ as officially my harrisco angst song, because everytime I heard it and think about them? It hits harder than the previous y’all
I think if Dean heard Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly In Love With Each Other just once it would fix him actually
david tennants so funny to me cuz hes like. a very private and quiet person. and all characters they call him to do are like mr slutty mcthot
this is from go for it, nakamura!, i have an hyperfixation with harrisco, and i am not even sorry about it, bcs literally, nobody does enough for them, so i will. i am in love with the ship, and i hope to be for at least 3 years more, thank you very much
tom, i will be so sad when you are gone from the flash.
My favorite scene from The Matrix (1999)
You ever invite your coworker to watch you give birth just to spite a racist
The ending of Mr. Queen is homophobic af and you can't change my mind.
ROMAN SOLDIER: halt, strange person! where are you from?
TIME TRAVELER: i come from the future. what are your names?
ROMAN SOLDIER: my name is QUINTUS, as i am the fifth child in my family. my comrade is SEXTUS, for he was the sixth child in his family. what is your name?
TIME TRAVELER: my name’s LIV
ROMAN SOLDIER: [starts counting on his fingers as his eyes open in fear]