hey there! you’ve been visited by the bear of encouragement, here to tell you that you’re doing amazingly, your writing is fantastic, and cheering you on to keep up the good work! xoxo

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️   My heart just exploded. thank you, thank you!

What’s the Flash’s DEAL anyways? Guys? Girls? Sock puppets? You work closely together, he must’ve told you at some point.

“  What’s YOUR deal, man? I don’t even know what you’re talking about. You must be smoking some serious dope.  ” 

Cisco, look… I know you have powers but I gotta ask… that blog title… did you name it after “Good Vibrations” the Beach Boys song or the San Francisco sex shop?

“  Definitely Beach Boys.  Wouldn’t that be awkward if it was the latter?   ”

So your superhero name is “Vibe” huh? You must have no trouble picking up the ladies then, if you know what I mean.

“That’s not how my powers work, bud. Nice try, though.” “I’m offended you would insinuate that.”

❝How much have you had to drink?❞ – Wren to Ray

“Drink? ME?” Ray asked mocking offence. Goofy laughter bubbled from his belly, spurting out from between his lips. “At least 1, but maybe closer to 5 ‘er 7?” He plopped himself down in a chair, laughter continuing to bubble from his lips.

❝ i said i’d stick it out and follow through. ❞

Last five years sentence starters || Accepting Cisco heard his best friend’s voice through the fog that invaded his head. He blinked a few times, bringing himself back to reality. “Follow through? Barry, I’ve been AWOL for five years. Where were you when I needed you at the beginning?”

“you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?” ( elena from bonnie! )

hurt sentence starters || accepting Elena blinked her eyes a few times, clearing the fog from her eyesight. “I’m fine,” her voice croaked as the words left her mouth. “A few days? What happened?” Her head found her pounding head, her fingers rubbing her temple.

“Who did this?” ( bonnie to matt! )

Send me “Who did this?” to find my muse with a bruised eye! || Accepting! Matt pulled his face away from Bonnie’s nimble fingers. “It’s nothing, Bon. You know I’ve taken on worse. It was just a bar fight that I should have called the police instead of intervening myself.”

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