sources: wikipedia page for "hares" // BLACK-TAILED AND WHITE-TAILED JACKRABBITS IN THE AMERICAN WEST: HISTORY, ECOLOGY, ECOLOGICAL SIGNIFICANCE, AND SURVEY METHODS // wikipedia page for "crypsis" // The Coyote by Mark E. Ahlstrom // Care and Release of Black Tailed Jackrabbits (by: Ann Mizoguchi) // Hare damage prevention and control methods // wikipedia page for "coyotes" // ELECTROPHORETIC PROTEIN ANALYSIS IN THE CONDITIONED CAPTIVE WILD COYOTE, Canis latrans 1
i’m just fucking dying over the idea of harry and cisco remembering some parts of each other, as small as they are, and trying to fit their earth’s versions into the holes in their lives. but it doesn’t work??? of course it fucking doesn’t. harrison hates to be called harry, wears actual suits to work, always treats cisco with respect, and never once catches cisco’s pop culture references. meanwhile there’s harry, strangely obsessed with reverb- wondering why he’s so certain this weirdly collected super villain has some hidden sweet side, all smiles and snark and brilliance.
and when harry steps through that portal, cisco looks up at him with those big, unguarded eyes that harry’s been fucking dreaming about for what feels like years, and whispers, “harry?”- and he’s missed that; it’s never even happened and harry’s fucking missed it so much the relief feels like a punch to the chest
they fall into impossibly familiar rhythms so quickly the rest of the team (including e1 harrison) is watching them in sidelong glances and small peeks. they finish each other’s sentences, speak in sync. their belongings mix together immediately, tossing tools and markers back and forth as they work. harry, grumpy and tired and completely done with the judgmental looks from a man with his face, quickly drives away caitlin and barry (which hurts, deep in his chest, for some reason), but cisco turns to him, jabbing the air with a screwdriver.
“i do not need your sass right now, mister,” cisco hisses- but he’s smiling. and, amazingly, harry finds that he is, too.
barry what the fuck?
e2!harrison wells + text posts
elected fic of the year
bared fangs by sapphicjasper
One day at the end of May sunlight burst through the mist in the little woods near my house as a thrush was singing.
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Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!
Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!
3x4 Bingo square titled "Finish your fucking fics february"
the top three across left to right read "Update your oldest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been buried deep in your drafts", and "Finish a WIP that you haven't posted yet"
the second row reads "Finish a recent WIP", "Finish a WIP you're scared of" and "Finish a WIP that's been haunting you"
the third row reads "Update a partially posted WIP", "Finish any WIP/Free Space", and "Finish the next WIP in a series you've been avoiding"
the last row reads "Update your newest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been ignored for at least 6 months", and "Finish the next chapter for a fic you've been meaning to for months"
yeongshin at some point in his life: my body is a weapon and you can’t stop me (requested by @dottypurrs)