#myredhand

Oh man, nawal el saadawi was formative as shit for me when i read her in college

this was the first time i’d read any of her work and i loved it

“However, every single man I did get to know filled me with but one desire: to lift my hand and bring it smashing down on his face.”

14)lemonade bi or hawaiian punch bi?

lemonade please. hawaiian punch is too sweet for me 

15)pineapples on pizza bi or ‘wtf that’s disgusting’ bi?

i dont like warm pinapple :(((((((((

27)pink bi or blue bi?

it depends. deep blue over pink and soft rose over blue

fuck angelica because i would be satisfied.

marry eliza because i would be happy for the rest of my life

Nose Kiss

“Caitlin’s a genius,” Barry says for probably the fourth time in the last hour, leaning heavily against Cisco’s shoulder.

“And Barry is drunk,” Cisco says, even though he is too.

“Exactly, I haven’t been so much as buzzed in two years.”

“Okay, Cait’s a genius.” Cisco agrees, though it’s not like it’s new information. She’d been working on a side project whenever she could, trying to figure out a way for Barry to get drunk. Her latest formula seems to be working well if the way Barry’s comfortably sprawled on Cisco’s couch is anything to go by.

Barry takes another drink from his flask and winces, “now if she could only figure out a way to make it not taste like gasoline.”

Cisco laughs, “Yeah, you smell like a brewery, you’re gonna wanna hose yourself off once you sober up.”

“I don’t even care, it’s just nice to feel normal every once in a while.” He stretches his arms out along the back of the couch, “don’t get me wrong, I love my powers, I love being a hero but sometimes i miss being able to go out for drinks with friends, or eating something and not being hungry again 20 minutes later.”

“Would it help if I said i was working on cheesy nacho and s’mores flavors of your calorie bars?”

Barry tosses back his head laughs, Cisco hasn’t seen him this relaxed in ages, he’s glad Cait found a way to help him unwind. He’s considering sending her a snap of Barry being adorable and inebriated, when he realizes Barry’s staring at him.

“What?”

“What?” Barry echoes.

“Why are you staring me down dude?”

Barry considers him for a moment, “you have really good skin,”

“Thanks?” Cisco says, trying not to laugh.

Barry reaches a long finger over and bops Cisco on the tip of his nose. Cisco’s laugh at the action is cut short when Barry leans forward and pecks a kiss on the same spot.

Barry lets out a long yawn, not paying attention where Cisco’s blushing gaping at him. “I’m sleepy,” he says before laying back and curling up on the couch.

baby knits are so fun and teeny tiny!!

they AREEE and they work up pretty quickly, too

bc they are so

damn

smol 

!!!!!!!!!

skarletta replied to your post “so most of my regular knitting stuff is trapped in the basement atm,...”

they ARE omg. i always end up going to the baby section at stores now that some of my friends are having babies and i'm just so LKJALDFJLA all the timeeeee

A Surprise Kiss

“Well,I’ve had worse ideas,” Cisco says, holding a hand to his throbbing skull, “the concussion’s making it a little difficult to think of any right now, but still.”

“You’re not concussed,” Caitlin says, bandaging his other hand, “which wouldn’t even be up for speculation if you didn’t nearly get yourself killed.”

“Right, next time I won’t distract the crazed super villain, that way he can kill the room full of hostages before Barry has a chance to get them out.”

Caitlin finishes wrapping his hand and jabs him in the chest with her finger, “or maybe use that big stupid brain of yours to figure out a plan that doesn’t involve anyone dying or nearly dying or–”

She’s cut off by the flurry of papers scattering around the room, signaling Barry’s arrival. It’s apparently the straw that breaks the camel’s back because she gets up and stomps out of the room muttering about stupid reckless boys and going paperless.

“You okay?” Barry asks, holding Cisco by the shoulders to check him for damage.

“Not even concussed.”

Cisco forgets what he was going to say next because Barry takes that moment to dart forward and kiss him. On the mouth. Where his lips are. He vaguely registers Barry pulling away and saying something about worrying and Cisco’s comm link going dead but he’s not really listening because Barry totally just kissed him–and in the Flash suit, which is definitely the start of at least three of his fantasies.

“Did you just kiss me?” Cisco says, interrupting whatever Barry was going on about.

“Uh,” Barry falters, “yeah? I was worried.”

“So was Caitlin, but she didn’t kiss me.”

“I just… saw you were okay and I got excited.”

Cisco raises an eyebrow, “do I frequently make you excited?”

Barry flushes, “I thought you were dead.”

“I thought you were straight, I think we both learned a lesson about assumptions tonight.” He pecks Barry on the cheek, “However, Double Down did cut the shit out of my hand so you do have to buy me Chinese for that one.”

Yours, Mine, Ours by greenglowsgold (barry is a huge nerd with a huge crush. also there’s a kitten)

38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” by bisexualiriswest (barry is an oblivious nerd)

Control by aldrea_falan (sub!barry)

Be Mine by ArgentLives (crushes and valentines dayyy)

With Abandon Or Not At All by aldrea_falan (barry eats all of cisco’s puerto rican food)

Two Guys Walk into a Bar by Ishmael (series, ft. past cisco/hartley)

Cause It’s a Beautiful Night by pandacowhipster (Barry and Cisco play fuck, marry, kill. it’s amazing, i know because i wrote it)

The Observer Effect by Ishmael (voyeurism for science... totally just for science)

Puppy Love by ArgentLives (okay this one is actually Linda/Iris with side Barry/Cisco but it’s about a dog wedding)

things you said under the stars and in the grass

“But like, what if aliens have totally different names for stars? Like what if the sun is part of one of their constellations?”

“Have you been watching the X-Files again?”

“Excuse you, Dana Scully is my one true love.”

Barry lifts his head up from where it was resting on Cisco’s stomach, “for real?”

“Bartholomew Henry Allen, you are legit my sun and stars, but I would drop you like a bad habit for that tiny ginger goddess.”

He sits up all the way, “that’s messed up.”

“I keep it real, babe. Though, I would totally talk you up if she ever wanted a threesome.” He sits up so he can wrap his arms around Barry.

“Get away from me.”

“Not a chance,” Cisco hugs him tighter, “where am I gonna find another tall, speedy, and handsome dude to take me stargazing?”

“It’s romantic!”