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Munday questions!

╕ - Things that annoy you on tumblr?

Not many things actually annoy me on here, people who reply to para rp’s with one or two sentences annoy me. People who steal other people’s art does annoy me. People with really over complicatedly pretty writing mildly annoys me but beyond that I don’t really get annoyed by things on tumblr.

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“I know that look. I hate that look, actually. That look is not my friend,” she says, brown eyes narrowing slightly as she fights to keep a smile from working its way onto her lips. “Ugh, what nerdy science thing are you draging me to now?”

#oflightningandspeed #hiiiiii hope this is ok

I want to thank oflightningandspeed for being a great Barry Allen to my Thea Queen. They are always open to trying out my plot bunnies that come into my head, and their writing never fails to give me feels. It is an honor to write with them.

#oflightningandspeed #flash rp #dc rp #cw rp #☮

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“What are you doing here?” Felicity asked as Barry showed up in her office. It was always a nice surprise to see him.

#v; unknown #oflightningandspeed

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“barry!” was all the warning the taller speedster received before bart collided with him and firmly wrapped his arms around his middle. “hi! how are you? are you good, because i’m great!”

#( i couldn't control him he got really excited #oflightningandspeed #( ϟ ;; main )

Story of Our Lives

With how excited Iris woke up that morning, one would have thought that it was Christmas morning, getting up early when there was no school and bouncing around in barely contained giddiness. Only it wasn’t December, or even an occasion that had anything to do with her.

It was Father’s Day.

It wasn’t so much that she was looking forward to her dad’s reaction to their gift to him (though, personally, she thought that what they got him was pretty awesome), but rather Barry’s reaction to what she had planned for them later. For the past week Iris had been worrying about today—it was the first Father’s Day since Henry Allen was put behind bars and her best friend was sure to be depressed.

Surely her dad would let Barry see him today…right? Though her dad had seemed to make it a mission to stop him so far… Would Barry try to sneak out, then? Would he get caught if he did, and then start yelling about how he wasn’t his father and that he hated him? (Not that Iris was eavesdropping or anything. Or judging.) She was sure if she was in Barry’s shoes she could understand his frustration, but on the other hand it must’ve hurt her dad—it’d sure hurt her if someone told her that—and today of all days was the worse for Barry to say those things.

Her overactive imagination could go on for days with scenarios, and she wasn’t going to take any chances. So she begged and pleaded with her dad all week, and after pulling out the puppy dog pout her dad finally caved. (Worked like a charm every time, though Iris only reserved its use for special requests.)

Now if only these boys would get out of bed.

Walking up to Barry’s bedroom door, Iris knocked on the wooden surface. “Barry, are you awake?”

#oflightningandspeed #「✧◜v: the day we met 」#「★◜t: the story of our lives 」