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Selectively Accepting || Valentines Day Kissing Prompts @ftl-faster-than-life-archived

Clones, cuddling, and kisses! \o/

There were a lot of ups and downs with this piece, but I am really so happy at how it came out. Especially Match's expression. They both deserve to smile a lot more.

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Up to you if you want nerds to kiss 👉👈

Whether there was intention to leave no time to react, or if it was simply part of functioning as fast as Barry did, Cisco couldn’t tell. What he did know was one minute he was discussing plans for better security measures for S.T.A.R. labs while they trailed a rogue (this was not his idea of a day off), and the next he was being kissed by Barry. Now he didn’t actually mind, on the other hand, he didn’t really need much encouraging to follow Barry’s lead. He did find himself reaching for the other, fingers brushing jawbone, pulse point even as he stood on tiptoes to better return the kiss.

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But it felt real, oh it felt real, there was nothing to prevent Remy from falling for the manipulation of perception and he could feel the panic setting in. The screams, the shaking of the ground as the sentinel ripped into the building, he could see the massive robot right there. The words Barry was trying to get through to him barely registered.

"Dafuq you mean? Ya got eyes, is ya tryna let people die?!" Regardless of his doubts, he let the charge need been building up dissipate without an explosion, magenta glow no longer reflecting back off the material of The Flash's suit.

       It was irking when you can’t smell threats coming, he heard a noise right before he ends up slammed into a wall but it hadn’t been much of a warning. A grunt escapes his throat when he hits the wall with a jarring force. Snikt. Two black-bone claws extend, on each hand, out of reflex the second he hits, his mind & body quickly snapping back into alertness thanks to his healing factor.

      It was hard. To keep himself in control & not slam his claws forward into that chest in front of him. Not with the need to inflict the same damage, but he always prides himself on his control, the only thing that might give him away is his fingers curling into a fist as his arms stay at his side. The corner of the mutant’s lips jerking upwards into a smirk, his eyes flashing with it when he finally registers the other’s scent. Got you.

      Costumes weren’t all that useful when everyone has a personal scent under all that power.

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🌺 Tell me a preconception/headcanon you have for one of my characters... 🌺 and I’ll rate it 1-10, 1 being way off and 10 basically being canon!

“There is to be no pulling of this mane. None. These locks are a national treasure.”

“This man is arguing proven science- Barry Allen will always wake up if it’s Lady Gaga! I can’t!”