#mr ramon

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[starfishride]

i wrote this while re-reading @aquaexplicit‘s witch vibe fic, so y’all can blame them. idk if this is going to end up in a fic, but it actually captures how I imagine the power balance in reverb and mr ramon’s interactions would be from the latter’s point of view, so I’m posting it.

"You see now? He's perfect." Reverb sighed the words out, his breath tickling across his doppleganger's cheek. It smelled of peppermint; Cisco's secret stash, that he kept for upset stomachs. Someone was going to be in trouble when he found out, especially if--and in a flash of blue so brief he could almost have missed it, Francisco knew it would--the theft was discovered the next time Cisco had a sour stomach.

Francisco Ramon smiled faintly, his cheeks pressing against the black frame of his glasses. "You're in love." The fingers in his hair tightened painfully, Reverb's angry snarl nearly lost under his own hiss. The other man's fingers tug, pulling the young billionaire's back in a taut line, a vain attempt to lessen the pressure on his scalp.

"Take it back."

Francisco's eyes rolled up in his head, his eyes sharp as though his other self weren't a dark blur at the edge of his vision. "Make me, Paco." The hand in his hair shakes with fury, and for an instant made bright with fear, he thinks that invoking the loathed middle name will be the final straw on Reverb's laughable benevolence. His jaw set; he will not die weeping.

The blast never came; Reverb shoved his head forward, hard enough to bounce Francisco's chin off his chest. Brat. Francisco sighed, reached up to adjust his tie as he willed his heart to stop pounding. Reverb was intimidated by him, and it didn't take a genius to figure out why. It turned his stomach to use the classism that had and still fought him at every turn against another version of himself, but without it he had nothing to leverage over Reverb. The man was too powerful and unbalanced not to have someone holding his reins, and his own abilities, insomuch as he had them, were still too new.

He smoothed his hair back into a tight bun, all the while leveling a flat look of disapproval at his doppelganger. 'See how childish you've been,' that look said, and it was a bitter relief to see his other self shift under the weight of it.

[starfishride]

i was asleep and woke with fic ideas, and i’m sharing them here so i don’t forget them:

harrisco fic inspired by static x’s machine, in which cisco and harrison vibe into a world where robots/machines have taken over (think marvel’s phalanx or star trek’s borg). cisco gets infected and harry has to race against time to find a way to reverse it before the robots figure out how to use cisco’s powers to infect the multiverse.

reverse flash/reverb fic in which reverb has recurring visions of eobard pleading for help. he ends up using his powers to rewrite him into existence, and in return eobard teaches him how to defend himself against zoom (liiiike how to vibrate his body at the same frequency as a speedster’s hand and thus avoid having his heart shredded). they end up back in eobard’s future, or another world entirely, and basically errybody is fucking doomed.

character study of mr ramon the fucking scholar witch because it took over my brain. alternately, fic of mr ramon coming into his powers in the flashpoint universe and trying to hide them while simultaneously using his visions to give himself the upper hand in business affairs.

[starfishride]

A thought: Flashpoint Cisco giving himself the codename Delphi “because Oracle is taken. Or it will be.”

[albreehyde]

Motivation: do it for the Cisco quartet

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#I see what you did there

[the-perfect-scientist]

Yahoo Me~cecil wedding

Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

The ceremony was everything Carlos had hoped for, though not what he had expected at all really. People from both sides of their family as well as much of the town of Night Vale were in attendance. Cecil and Carlos said their vows, Carlos literally tripping over his words and Cecil crying because he was so overwhelmed. They were married, kissing under the Void as the wedding patrons screamed. They cut the cake, shoving bits of glowing frosting into each other’s faces. They danced, and then Cecil danced with Carlos’ dad and Carlos danced with Cecil’s sister, Janice weaving between them all and popping wheelies in excitement.

And finally they were in the hotel room. The night wasn’t over yet...

[the-perfect-scientist]

Dad was the most embarrassing thing Carlos did as a teen?

Oh! Okay, so he was on the robotics team with his brother Mikey for his High School. They were doing great -- made it to state and then nationals with their robot they called Mr Bop. Mr Bop was piloted by none other than my very own son, Carlos. So during one of the tournament events, he and Mikey were in the driver’s section -- Mikey there for quick repairs. Mr Bop had the ball in the robotic soccer game and he was making his way across the field. Everybody was cheering. Carlos was shaking in his little coat and boots, so excited. Mikey was egging him on. But Carlos completely missed a hole that had been put in the field to add challenge. He pocketed the ball and try as he might, he couldn’t get the servos of Mr Bop positioned right to get the ball out of the hole. This gave the other team time to shove Mr Bop out of the way and retrieve the ball themselves, scoring the winning goal.

Carlos nearly cried and Mikey would have laughed his butt off if he wasn’t always in that wheelchair.

Carlos still gets red and pouty whenever either of us bring it up.