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riverviewlogs2018-02-04 05:45 pm
franciscoramon) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-02-04 05:45 pm
Entry tags:
- dc comics (rebirth): wally west,
- legend of zelda (botw): zelda,
- original: shigeru miyata,
- star trek (aos): james kirk,
- star trek (tng): beverly crusher,
- star wars: finn,
- star wars: rey,
- the adventure zone: taako taaco,
- ✖ dctv (flash): cisco ramon,
- ✖ dctv (flash): eddie thawne,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lucretia,
- ✖ the raven cycle: adam parrish
[ open ] call it your 2.0, your rebirth, whatever
who: cisco + anyone!
what: catch-all + tdm prompts + fajro prompts
when: february
where: various places!
warnings: will add as needed
I. DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
[ Cisco thought that the crystal caves sounded exactly like something from a fantasy series he had loved as a child, so of course, he dragged Eddie to go and see them with him. There had been nothing ominous about the place, at the time. It isn't until a few days later that Cisco's dreams start to show the sign of outside influence. They become vivid, surreal, and most importantly, he starts having guests. A few times he'll have a passing thought about a friend before falling asleep, only to run into them in his dream. He's no stranger to unusual dreams, and - after what had happened in October - not even a stranger to encountering other people in them.
But it's still pretty damn weird. ]
You see that, right? It's not just me?
[ Cisco asks the question to whoever is standing next to him, pointing down an empty city street at the looming figure of what is, unmistakably, a Godzilla-sized robotic panda. ]
II. CLEANING HOUSE
[ Cisco had rolled his eyes at first at the idea of a whole holiday based around cleaning. What could be less fun? He's always been somewhat inclined to keep stuff. After all, you never know what use it could be later. He spends plenty of his time scavenging the things other people left behind in the abandoned parts of the city, for materials and parts for his work.
But once he and Eddie decide to share the same room, he realizes he is going to have to get rid of at least some of his stuff, to make room. So he reluctantly starts, only to find himself getting more and more into the task. He can be seen either having a cute little yard sale to get rid of various items (clothing, books, etc.), or else taking what remains after the sale down to the bonfires by the river. ]
III. CLEARING THE AIR
[ Along with everyone else in the Quarantine, as the month progresses, he finds himself dwelling on resentments from his past. Unfortunately for Cisco, most of those resentments pertain to people who aren't even here. Once the 15th rolls around, he finds that his sense of taste has vanished completely. A few conversations with others tell him that this is probably something to do with the holiday, that he needs to clear the air.
But what is he supposed to do, when the people he's feeling resentful towards aren't even here?
So Cisco can be found all that week making his way around town, sitting in a park or perhaps at a bar, slump-shouldered and wan and uncomfortable, needing (but not knowing it) someone to talk to. A good heart-to-heart will put things right, but he's not aware of that yet.
He is also, despite his distraction, more than happy to listen to others' woes, or any resentments held against him. ]
what: catch-all + tdm prompts + fajro prompts
when: february
where: various places!
warnings: will add as needed
I. DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
[ Cisco thought that the crystal caves sounded exactly like something from a fantasy series he had loved as a child, so of course, he dragged Eddie to go and see them with him. There had been nothing ominous about the place, at the time. It isn't until a few days later that Cisco's dreams start to show the sign of outside influence. They become vivid, surreal, and most importantly, he starts having guests. A few times he'll have a passing thought about a friend before falling asleep, only to run into them in his dream. He's no stranger to unusual dreams, and - after what had happened in October - not even a stranger to encountering other people in them.
But it's still pretty damn weird. ]
You see that, right? It's not just me?
[ Cisco asks the question to whoever is standing next to him, pointing down an empty city street at the looming figure of what is, unmistakably, a Godzilla-sized robotic panda. ]
II. CLEANING HOUSE
[ Cisco had rolled his eyes at first at the idea of a whole holiday based around cleaning. What could be less fun? He's always been somewhat inclined to keep stuff. After all, you never know what use it could be later. He spends plenty of his time scavenging the things other people left behind in the abandoned parts of the city, for materials and parts for his work.
But once he and Eddie decide to share the same room, he realizes he is going to have to get rid of at least some of his stuff, to make room. So he reluctantly starts, only to find himself getting more and more into the task. He can be seen either having a cute little yard sale to get rid of various items (clothing, books, etc.), or else taking what remains after the sale down to the bonfires by the river. ]
III. CLEARING THE AIR
[ Along with everyone else in the Quarantine, as the month progresses, he finds himself dwelling on resentments from his past. Unfortunately for Cisco, most of those resentments pertain to people who aren't even here. Once the 15th rolls around, he finds that his sense of taste has vanished completely. A few conversations with others tell him that this is probably something to do with the holiday, that he needs to clear the air.
But what is he supposed to do, when the people he's feeling resentful towards aren't even here?
So Cisco can be found all that week making his way around town, sitting in a park or perhaps at a bar, slump-shouldered and wan and uncomfortable, needing (but not knowing it) someone to talk to. A good heart-to-heart will put things right, but he's not aware of that yet.
He is also, despite his distraction, more than happy to listen to others' woes, or any resentments held against him. ]
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While Cisco talks, about what it might've meant, what it might've done for him, to date Taako and find out what he needs, Eddie listens, tries to take what he can from it. When Cisco finishes, he makes a soft hum in his throat, shrugging again.]
Maybe you're right. But I think I learned all that with Iris already. That I had to be someone's top priority. I can't remember if I told you I broke up with her, shortly before I died. We got back together, but...I'd broken it off because it was impossible to ignore how much Barry had intruded on our relationship.
[Licking his lips, he avoids eye contact, frowning a little.]
I think with Taako, after what happened with Iris, I just wanted to be wanted. I needed to feel like someone was attracted to me, like I was desirable. I tried, but there was no real emotional connection there, he kept me at arms' length and I still don't know why.
[Exhaling softly, he glances up at Cisco again.]
So I guess that's what I'm resentful of. That I feel like he never gave us a chance.
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[ Cisco trusts Eddie and his awareness of his own motives. But he can't help thinking that, well... Eddie had gotten back together with Iris. He had gotten involved with Taako, who kept people at arm's length. Perhaps Eddie had started to understand what he wanted from a relationship, but he wasn't insisting on it, until he broke things off with Taako.
And Cisco knows that Eddie isn't really looking for some kind of explanation, or even speculation, about why Taako had kept him at a distance. It was too late for that to matter, anyway. ]
Yeah. I get that. You deserved a chance. You were- were ready for it to be something more.
[ And, the unspoken end to that sentence implies, Taako was not. Cisco strokes the pad of his thumb across Eddie's cheek, his jaw, feeling the scrape of his stubble. His face softens with a very small smile, and in a whisper he says: ]
But I gotta admit... I'm kinda glad he didn't. 'Cause I'm selfish, and otherwise I might not have gotten my chance. And now- I can't imagine my life without you in it.
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[For a moment or two, he chews on his lower lip, avoiding Cisco's eyes for a moment, when his boyfriend reminds him that he had told him about Iris. It's not so much the repeated story that's making him feel so exposed and vulnerable, though - it's the repeated pattern. Iris, and then Taako, both people who he'd been more invested in than they had been in turn. He's not sure what that says about him...maybe that he's not worth being invested in, maybe that he has low self-esteem. Either way, he's embarrassed about it, keeps his eyes down, and shrugs a bit.]
I'm a romantic at heart, I guess I learned that. I tried to do casual and short-term and I just can't.
[Finally, he lifts his eyes, when Cisco says he's glad that Taako hadn't given them a chance, because he's selfish and he wanted his own chance. For a moment, Eddie smiles at him, bright and warm, and the horns start to fade away, dissipating.]
I'm kind of glad too. I know now, I want something long-term. Preferably something forever, you know? And I think this, with you and me...I think that's what this is.
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[ Cisco's chest aches, and now is one of those moments when he wishes he could read his boyfriend a little better, know what was going on inside him. It hurts, hearing his soft apology, seeing the way he avoids eye contact, hunches, afraid and uncertain. Even after Eddie perks up, looks at him once more with that warm affection shining out of his eyes, Cisco is left wishing he could do more, erase all the hurt that had come before him. ]
I-
[ The words stick in his throat, not because he's uncertain of his answer, but because he is all too certain of it. He feels as those horns become fully permeable, and then gradually evaporate into nothing. That lets Cisco bury his fingers in Eddie's hair without any impediment. He's looking between Eddie's eyes, expression vulnerable and searching for a moment before he says, with weight: ]
I think that's what it is, too.
[ There's more he wants to say, but words seem impossibly blunt and simplistic and insufficient, for what he's feeling at the moment. Hope, and nervousness, and so much love he doesn't know what to do with all of it. So he merely closes the distance between their faces, kissing Eddie softly, lips questioning, almost shy. He pulls away just enough to whisper: ]
It's what I want it to be.
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He can see how Cisco is affected by what he says. Can see how he has a hard time getting the words out, can see that the reason isn't because it upsets him but because he's so affected by the suggestion. Because it means so much to him. It means that much to Eddie, too, and the last of the soreness from his horns starts to dissipate as Cisco runs fingers through his hair with that vulnerable, raw expression on his face, that anxious hope in his eyes.
For a moment, Eddie can't breathe.
The thought of proposing to Cisco has crossed his mind before, in idle fantasies, passing thoughts, and of course he's known for some time that he wants this relationship to last a long time, wants to be with Cisco for a long time. But this is the first time those words have been there, in his head, palpable, so close to escaping his mouth he can almost taste them. He wonders if it shows on his face. Wonders, when Cisco leans in a little, whether he'll bring it up, call Eddie out on his transparent desire to pop the question way too early in their relationship.
Instead, Cisco kisses him, and Eddie leans in, cupping Cisco's jaw with his hands, doing everything he can to reward the action, to gently coax away the anxiety and shyness in the kiss. After a moment, when Cisco pulls back and says that 'long-term' and 'forever' is what he wants, too, Eddie leans in and presses his forehead against Cisco's.]
Me too. I love you. I want to be with you. I want to keep being with you for a really, really long time. I like our life together. You're just this...this amazing, precious, vulnerable, caring, smart guy, and I can't get enough of being around you. Let's just...let's just keep doing this.
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[ It's strange - such a simple word, one that Cisco says so many times in a day, with so little intention or emotion behind it. This time isn't like that. He half-laughs his agreement, leaning his forehead forward against Eddie's, answering the pressure there. They're neither of them saying everything they are thinking, but Cisco knows at that moment they are both aware of the undercurrents. Neither of them is ready to say anything more, just yet. But there's an understanding. They both want to keep doing this.
Voice warm with love, Cisco murmurs: ]
Aww, bye-bye, horns. Now that they're gone I kinda miss 'em. [ There's a giddiness in the joke, a desire to break the tension and strange hush that's fallen between the two of them. Not because it is bad, but simply because it is so intense. ] Kidding.
[ Cisco is smiling - can't seem to stop smiling, now. He bumps the tip of his nose against Eddie's, playful, and then suggests: ]
How 'bout we eat dinner, now? I'm starving.