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heads up bitches, i’m hella annoyed at my tags on this blog so i’m probably going to find a new account and use it cause i want to re-tag everything lmao. 

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Joe: You need to believe

Iris: *sacrifices herself in belief of Barry*

Joe:

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GET TO KNOW ME // favorite female artists ➳ selena gomez.

You’ve mentioned previously that you feel you were born in the “wrong era.” What era should Selena Gomez have been born in? I think everybody kind of feels that way once in their life. I have periods where I go in phases. It kind of teeters on the edge of the ‘70s and maybe the late '60s. And that’s a huge part of music, I think, just because of how it makes you feel. And then what was happening and the headspace everyone was in [with] technology [and] film. I feel like that [era] would be cool.

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shcrmans:

feeling a football hit his head, logan jumped up, unaware of when he had fallen asleep in the library. “yo, whoever threw that football…” he stopped, not really having the energy to keep going, but instead taking another sip of coffee. frat party on a sunday? a mistake, but who was he to let down his brothers? brushing a hand on his face, he sat up and reopened his books, scanning the pages before closing them again. “fuck it. jamie’s making me rich.”

             " who’s jaime? i don’t know him. —— do your homework babe, stay in school and don’t do drugs. you can’t depend on OTHERS to do the heavy lifting for you. besides from what i’ve heard this jaime character... would probably let his mom handle his pay check so you’ll more than likely get nothing.  “

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           " is being visible going to compromise my ability to kick my children in the arse as they walk? because if so... i’d much rather not be seen. ‘ le quita lo divertido ‘ besides now... i will nae be ABLE to his in their ear. but sim, i know death becomes me. i’ve grown even more BEAUTIFUL, lo se.  —— speaking of which perhaps i should hide INSIDE of a piece of lemon cake, scare elizabeth so she’ll stop hogging the food. pero primero, how does one appear somewhere else? shall i close my eyes and wish for it? “

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Barry to iris: “I love you”

Sbs: “he’s lying, he don’t love her, he looked at Caitlin last week”

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“y’all ever thought about string theory? how we’re all interconnected and meant to one day meet each other and everything, everything you ever did in your life. cross the street one way rather than the other – has legit let up to you hearing me say this. to this moment right here.. no? yeah, me neither. how about them cowboys, huh? not kneeling?”

“i just wanted to know what you wanted to drink not for you to go all bill fucking nye on me, fuck sakes… i’m gonna go over there and then come back. you think about what you’ve done.”

         " i just WANTED a diet pepsi. however now that you’re on the subject, there has to be a simpler way to say that tree hill is the size of a closet. actually... you know what? there is. all we’d have to is explain how we are related and how i almost ended up being jamie and lydia scott’s aunt. – oh hey junior TOO early in the day for you start thinking hmm? same.  “

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lucrezia roamed the halls of the portuguese castle with her ladies, having just left the church. each twin held her hand, excited and hoping to catch their father before a tutoring lesson. as they headed towards the young kings chambers, an eyebrow rose, having heard a familiar voice she thought she would never hear again. lucy paused slightly,  only to make sure she wasn’t hearing things. “espera,” her voice was soft, following the voice down the corridor.  brown curls, doe eyes. lucrezia gasped, green eyes welling up with tears before  her whole body went numb and she fell to the floor. 

        " shite...” the knight muttered, rushing forward and bending down taking her sister’s face in her hands. “ lucy...” she softly called out, gently tapping the sides of her face. “ oi come on, ah was not supposed tae kill ye.” at least not before everyone else got here, from what she understood that was a parental job. maybe if she had gone with the traditional approach? “ should i ‘ave pulled your feet? “ she suggested, if only to hide the fact that tears had begun to form in her own eyes as well. she hated crying, but one thing couldn’t be denied: she’d missed her queen. “ vamos acordar, não temos muito tempo. “ 

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Gina Rodriguez - Shape Magazine (October 2017 issue)

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       " 'as anyone every noticed ‘ow big ‘is ‘ead is? “ the lady questioned with a tilt of her head. “ it is a wonder that his CROWN fits him at all. “ she added again, not entirely sure how it was that she found herself roaming the halls of her old home once more, but just like most things that happened after ‘ death ‘ she’d learned not to question them. “ suppose ah should be telling them tae hide but personally i’d like tae see wot ‘appens when they see everyone else. ‘opefully someone cries. “

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barry was literally a vegetable when he came out of the speed force no one knew how to bring him back but as soon as he knew that iris was in trouble he came back to life his love for her brought him back i can’t stop crying how beautiful is that

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Barry/Iris in The Flash Reborn

I don’t know if you can hear me, or if you’re trying to send us a message somehow. I did what you told me to. I kept running, I kept moving forward, because I knew that if I stopped to look back, then I would remember that you weren’t behind me anymore. And it’s been so hard. And when Cisco said that he could bring you back, you know, I didn’t know what to think. What if it didn’t work? What if you were dead? I mean, I thought it would be like losing you all over again. I never imagined this, though. I don’t know what I would do if this is all that’s left of you, if this is all that’s left of the amazing man that I know and love. Please come back to me. Tell me you’re still my Barry.

It’s like, everything that was wrong in my life, the pain of my past, my mistakes, it’s all just washed away. And all I see is you, and us, and our future together.

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can u believe barry and iris invented being in love and being soulmates