#anyway UH THIS IS So long? Sorry? But also not? I hope yuo dont mind slkdjf

[white--moon]

This key thing annoys the shit out of him. He does remember that conversation. "I said I'd take it if you couldn't find someone better! You sayin' fuckin' Car Guy was better?" Ichigo didn't even know his name until recently. And sure, they weren't... like... official, or whatever they are now, but still. Shuren? What the fuck?? "I'm insulted and offended and a little hurt." In case it wasn't showing in his tone. "When this is all done, you better be takin' that key back for me or I'll do it myself. I want it." He wants it now, half because he wanted it then but now he's in a place to admit he likes Ichigo and half purely because it was given to someone else. Ichigo has a toothbrush at his place, he should have a key.

He manages to lay there for no longer than twenty minutes, before rolling off the crappy mattress and scoffing to himself about the entire mess. Fucking figures. Something starts going well for him -this thing with Ichigo- so everything has to go to shit.

Stupid Ichigo, getting stabbed. What an asshole.

His thoughts go back to the toothbrush. Then the stupid welcome mat. Ugh. He likes the bastard so much it's gross.

It's still daylight, and he debates just going for it right now, but he wants Yhwach and whatever groupies he might have as exhausted as possible, which is why he wanted dawn. So he grabs his keys, goes to the store and he buys the biggest, softest, fluffiest blanket in the most obnoxious hot pink color he can find, to match Ichigo's work uniform. And he knows it's for sure hot pink because he asks a random old lady to confirm it's neon and not ugly grey-puke-purple. He gets a look but he doesn't bother explaining the color blind issue as he lugs it and a bunch of food for Ichigo's bare ass fridge and cupboards to the register.

The blanket is at least kingsize. It's big enough he can fold it in half and still drape it across the entire mattress. He puts the groceries away, unnecessarily proud of that ugly blanket (but also maybe looking forward to burying in it's comfort with Ichigo at next available chance), and thinks, yeah, that'll teach that jerk not to give him a key he clearly doesn't even need.

The store trip doesn't take up enough time and he's so bad at sitting still. He's also not great with plans. So he tosses the foundations of whatever plan he had going out a figurative window and leaves again, this time to go break into where Yhwach is. Never a better time than now, or whatever the saying is.

He's expecting high security; an entourage, armed guards, a dozen or more guys. Instead, he's met with two guys at the door; one that looks surprised to see him in broad daylight, one that's pale and looks ready to pass out. Shiro grins. "Survived your arsenic high, huh? That sucks." Mostly for the poor guy that's probably been shitting blood for three days now. But it clicks; Yhwach is handless, he's lost most of his grunts and all the money Shiro's stopped bringing in over the past not quite a week, and as much as Shiro got pushed around, he was almost always Yhwach's go to for problems. Now that Shiro is the problem, Yhwach's out of luck. Whoever he might have called on seem to have pulled their backing.

He doesn't even bother with the sickly grunt; he tries for Shiro but doubles over and starts dry heaving nothing but pinkish bile. The other jumps into action, but by now Shiro's a little excited, a little heated.

It feels like he worried for nothing, like he was scared for nothing and he tolerated being someone else's lackey for way too long. When he gets to Yhwach himself, it feels like his blood is boiling. The man is on his feet, dressed and well put together like usual. He was expecting bed ridden -though in hindsight, maybe he shouldn't have, and maybe he has no frame of reference for what a normal hospital stay is- and it makes him hesitate. The only defense left to a handless man with no support is talking, and they talk in circles for a few minutes, until Shiro's snarly and annoyed and worked up and it's only then that he hears sirens way too close for comfort. Yhwach looks at him smugly, like everything will work out, and it's enough to make Shiro furious.

He has a knife, or had, but he uses his bare hands and he only stops when he hears stomping and shouted orders in the hallway. Yhwach is doing a terrible, bubbling wheeze below him, not moving, but still trying to breathe. He's not done, he's not done, he's not done-

But he has to be, because he's not going to prison either.

So he practically throws himself across the room and out the third story window, onto the fire escape, where he climbs onto the room to cross the building and make his way down the side furthest from the main street.

It takes a lot of effort to slip through all the chaos without being spotted. He'd left his car at his own apartment, because it's too easily recognized, and as slow as the trek back to Ichigo's place is, at least he doesn't have to worry about trying to retrieve it and still get away.

He's in the shower, scrubbing dried blood out of his hair, when his phone buzzes. He throws the curtain open and grabs it with wet hands to see it's from Ichigo, where he pauses long enough to wonder why he thought something terrible might happen to Ichigo, or... maybe that Ichigo would realize the trouble Shiro is. He shuts the water off, wrings out his hair, and sends Ichigo a nude selfie in response. He's a little banged up; he took a good knee to the sternum, and his hands and knuckles are cut up and bloody from teeth, but he's in one piece.

Ichigo sounds pretty defeated for a guy who’s just agreeing to charge his phone like a regular human being.

The indignation when he calls Ichigo an idiot makes one corner of his mouth quirk into a small smirk, glad to hear some fire coming from Ichigo. The asshole had him worried and Shuren could only tell him that there was a lot of blood from a gut wound, where he’d found Ichigo and where he’d dropped him. When he couldn’t actually find Ichigo at his dad’s place, it felt like a brick dropped from his chest to the pit of his stomach. No answer on his phone, not sitting in any of the local hospitals. He was starting to think Ichigo was in a morgue somewhere but he was too busy trying not to get himself killed to go find out. “I’m not askin’ you to do anything, I’m tellin’ you that I’m not taking you to Yhwach with me so you might as well rest.”

He snorts an amused sound about needing a key, but then pauses, amusement turning to mild confusion, then surprise, then annoyance. “Why’s he gotta key and I don’t? What kinda bullshit is that?” He’s weirdly not worried about Shuren turning on him and he realizes it’s because Ichigo’s been trusting him in his little endeavors, but now maybe he’s going to force Shuren to eat that key so he doesn’t get the wrong idea.

The crinkle of plastic is audible over the phone and he arches a brow, wondering what the hell Ichigo’s up to. He scoffs at that response. “Not by choice, but I can. Know why? ‘Cause my lungs and diaphragm and guts are all intact.”

He shakes his head a little, about to ask what about Osaka, until it dawns on him that Ichigo’s telling him where he’s at. Fucking hell. “Osaka.” Well. “At least Yhwach’s about to be too busy to figure that out and send someone after you.” Unless they manage to beat it out of Shiro, but unlikely. And Shiro has a car. It’ll be an annoying trip, but not impossible.

His brows go up when Ichigo finally seems to realize Shiro’s being the smart one right now. He listens to the defeated, tired tone of Ichigo’s voice and he hates it, a lot, but it’s a good thing. And then the line cuts and it’s quiet for a half second longer than it should take to respond. “Ichigo?” But he knows what happened. His shoulders slump a little. He sets his phone on Ichigo’s bed, then flops down beside it to see about getting another hour of sleep. Honestly, he dares Shuren to show up and let himself in right now.

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Irony

Ask:Maybe one where the reader is Felicity's younger sister by a couple of years and is attracted to Cisco with the prompt "Can you be happy, here, with me?"

A/N: sorry this took so long but imma (kinda) busy person. @petals-overdaisies i hope you enjoy 😁😁😁😁😁😘😁😁😁😀 also bare in mind im a only child so i dont know much about siblings. I’m sorry about any misspelt words, it’s 01:09am here😬😀

“Ughhh where are you going now?“ you followed your older sister through the maze of the arrow cave, you never quite knew who started calling it that but it caught on so you went with it

“I’m heading to S.T.A.R labs, because they need the worlds best hacker, hey maybe they might also need the assistance of my prodogy“

“I’m not your prodogy, you know daymn well i taught you half of the stuff you know“

“yeah ok, whatever anyway im sure Cisco would love to meet you, well not love love because how can you love someone before you’ve met them, i mean can yuo really be happy with someone, but then again this is Cisco we’re talking about“ you already knew were this was going, you waved a frantic hand in her face.

“yo earth to dork, God you and Oliver need to get back together again, if you start were gonna miss the next four years of our lives besides im sure me and this Cisco guy will get on perfectly“

“yes im sure you’ll get on like bow and arrow, which is an ironic thing to say cons-you gave her your famous death stare. DONT you dare start,Jesus, how hasnt Oliver impaled you with a arrow yet“ she shook her head and tapped her nose

“you’d be suprised“

*

“Ya’ll listen up up, i dont do mistakes, aint nobody got time for mistakes“ the raven haired enginer huddled over a small peice of metal.

“who exactly would you be talking to?“ you had to supress a chuckle when a high pitched scream left the enginer

“no..nobody, me, myself“ he panted, still trying to catch his breath “Jesus Felicity, you cant creep on someone unannounced and scare the living bajesus out of them “

“sorry about that Cis, so anyway where is this digital mystery you needed my help with, I even brought my baby sister Y/N“

“uh huh about that“ Cisco rocked on his heels and splayed out his palms “I’ve kind of already solved it, sorry about that“ he stoped rocking and turned to face you “but hey, its nice too meet you. I’m Cisco Ramon you can call me Cis if you want“ he extended his hand for you to shake, a nervous grin filling his face as your gloved hand accepted it .

“I’m sure it is“ you whipped your head round at your sisters remark

“Hey sis“ her blue eyes met your (E/C) ones, you looked over to the door then back at her “the doors over there, byeeeeee“ your sister just rolled her eyes and mutered something about the two of you needing a needing a room. Once she left the room you turened to face Cisco. “sorry about that“ you spoke sincerly.

“It’s ok, hey how did you do that“ his face beamed giving you a quizical look

“do...??“

“make Felicity silent“ your face broke into a smile as you leaned in next to him, you could’ve sworn you saw him blush.

“Its a secret sorry pal, although i would be happy to share it if you tell me how you cracked that code“

“deal“ a caramel finger pointed at your face as you stood back up “but only if you awnser this question, can you really be happy, here with me?“ he half smirked, half looked dead serious.

you scrubed your hand over your face ““ God you sound like Felicity”

“yeah i know, i kinda saw her rambling earlier“ his hands started brushing thru the ends of his hair

your head tilted “how, i could’ve sworn it was only us in that room“

he tapped his temples “i, uhh, get these things called vibes, the’re basically visions of the past, present or future“

“you..you can vibe too?” you droped your head so you didn’t have to look at him anymore, no matter how much you wanted to

“yeah” he tilted his head as he caught what you said “wait did you say too?“

“uhh..yea“ you tried to make the atmosphere less awkward by chuckling a little, it totaly backfired “thats why i wear these“ you held up your hands to show him your gloves properly.

“and they supress the vibes?“ you nodded. He took you by suprise when he took your hands into his own and started to examen it. you slowly lifted your head to look at hi face.

*did his eyes look lile  before?*

*how could long hair look so sexy on a man?*

“like what you see?“ he gigled as you were pulled out of your trance *jeez how long had you been staring for?*

“no i mean yeah, i mean i was just wondering how your so ok with your vibes?“

“I was like you at first i hated them but now im ok with them, their a part of me”

“i dont hate them“ from the way he quirked his  eyebrows you could tell you werent being convincing “i’ll show you” you hesitantly started to take off one of your gloves, you swalloed and took his hand, your skin tingaling from the contact.

Blue and white streaks swirled around you, when you finially focoused on the scene infront of you, you were mortified. You saw yourself and Cisco entangled in a passionate kiss. you immeadeatly let go of his hand, the blue and white faded, a confused look washed over your face as you found Cisco grinning like a wildcat, whereas you were pretty sure Barry’s heart didnt beat that fast.

“I guess you can be happy with me after all“ the raven haired man steped closer to you.

You couldent stop grinning, the feeling of pannic being flushed with a light tug in your heart “i guess so“

YESSSSS I FINISHED IT(this took 2hrs to type) 😆😆😆😆😆😆 I HOPE YOU ENJOY. im not even gna pretrnd i didnt improvise the hell outta the end. imma sleep now cuz its 03:09😴😴😴