#{Scarlet Speedster} (Barry Allen)

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Flashpoint #1 (2011)

[thatsandwichguy]

As much as Season 9 isn't exactly perfect, I think there's something quite special about Barry's first appearance being on Arrow and Oliver's last appearance being on The Flash, alongside how the Arrowverse started with Oliver's first story and will come to an end with Barry's last.

Oliver always viewed Barry as his successor, as the one who would go beyond him, and Barry mirrored this by always recognizing in Oliver the hero that came before. Throughout several crossovers, be it Crisis, Elseworlds, or even the very first one, they've always focused on the dynamic between Barry and Oliver and it was always incredible, some of the best stuff in the Arrowverse is just Barry and Oliver's relationship, and to see it pay off, now even in a way that is out of the tv universe, is just beautiful to me.

They are just Brothers by each other's side.

[vertigoartgore]

1993's Flash Vol.2 #80 cover by Alan Davis and Mark Farmer.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

🎶How we gonna traumatize— the Scarlet Speedster today🎶

[paradoxicwashere]

 A piece to celebrate the finale of The Flash TV Series on the CW. While the show went in directions I wasn’t thrilled about in the second half the series still means a lot to me and I was very sad to see it end. 

 Drew the one and only Barry Allen doing battle on the side of a skyscraper against the Reverse Flash. My favorite details of this piece are the fact that while Barry gently runs down the glass wall, Reverse Flash’s rage causes him to shatter the glass beneath him. All of the lightning bolt details on Barry’s suit are drawn the opposite on Eobard Thawne’s suit (The one thing I’m sad you can’t see because of the blur effect) and Eobard’s symbol is almost a perfect reflection of Barry’s, except his symbol is just a bit bigger than Barry’s - because he’s an ego maniac. 

[wwprice1]

First poster for The Flash.

[toulousewayne]

The Flash: The First Strike

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This is a concept for a live-action theatrical Flash Movie.This film would be in Phase 2. The film would take place before the events JL Movie Pt:1.

Synopsis: Barry Allen is set to marry his longtime girlfriend and childhood friend Iris West.But all that is brought to a close when a series of murders of people Barry knewn are happening through out Central City. Now Barry and his allies must fight one of the strongest Speedsters.The Reserve-Flash.

Runtime: 2 Hour, 31 Minutes

Release:May 17,2024

Rating: PG-13

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Cast:

Barry Allen/Flash……Sam Claflin

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Iris West………….Nina Dobrev

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Wally West/Kid Flash…..Colin Ford

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Eobard Thawne……………Dan Stevens

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Cisco Ramon………………Christian Navarro

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Dr. Caitlin Snow…………..Keke Palmer

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Concept Art: All artwork belongs to the original artist‼️

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Flash Suit:

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Kid Flash Suit:

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Reverse-Flash Suit:

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Directors Notes:

Principle photography for the film takes in Vancouver, British Columbia.

This isn’t a origin story, the west family is aware that Barry is the flash and an older Wally is Kid Flash

Iris, and Barry are moving into a house together at the start of the film before the wedding. Iris’ nephew lives with them temporarily.

Just as the last of the movers leave Barry gets a alert on his phone from Cisco about a murder scene in uptown.

The Flash and Kid Flash arrive at the crime scene. The victim is Barry and Iris’ old friend who’s in town for the wedding.

Barry and Wally go to Star Labs, where Cisco has made 3-D model of all the victims all knew Barry.

Caitlin and Iris arrive with a video message, the face,voice are all blurred but the voice warns Barry that he has a bomb set to go off at CCPD anytime now.

The person then tells them Barry can’t have any help or they all pay.

Wally asks Caitlin to test his speed, but he doesn’t want Iris or Barry to know.

Cisco tells Barry he’s able to pinpoint the source of the videos to hanger at the airport.

Barry goes their to find person only to come face to face with another speedster.

The two fight around the airport and Barry gets badly hurt.

The speedster tells him he will take everything Barry has cared about.

He awakes in the Star Labs infirmary, after Wally rushed him back.

Iris tells him that he doesn’t have anything to prove. He Barry tells her he’s putting an end to this.

He spends the next two nights looking for the Reserve-Flash. Iris, Cisco, and Wally call, and text him that he doesn’t have to do this alone.

When he finally stops running he answers his phone. It’s from Wally. He tells him Iris is missing.

Barry return to Star Labs and see the video footage of Iris being taken in a red and yellow blur.

Barry gets a video call telling him to come to Dam on the outskirts of the city.

Flash and Kid Arrive to find Iris tied up and unconscious near the edge of the dam. Before the can get to her the Reverse-Flash arrives and attacks them.

Barry is able to keep him occupied while Wally saves Iris and gets her to safety.

The two speedsters beat each, the Reverse-Flash reveals himself to be Eobard Thawne. He tells Barry that after he kills him he’s going to kill his family and friends.

Wally arrives and knocks Eobard Thawne away from Barry. Cisco is there and throws a device that stuns the Reverse-Flash. It gives Barry time to get up and take him down. They imprison him a cell in Star Labs.

Post Credits:

Wally tells Barry he’s retiring from Kid Flash and is going down his own path for a while. But he’s grateful for everything he’s done for him.

Barry and Iris get married and are surrounded by their friends and family. Among the guest we see Hal Jordan in attendance.

Meanwhile Eobard Thawne is inside of his cell with a power damper collar. A shadow figure freezes and destroys the lock to his cell door. Eobard Thawne opens his eyes, and they glow red with electricity as his collar is turned off.

[aielwasteofspace]

[gaminggirlsstuff]

@jackiequick I love you tooo Grant !!!!!

[bosverdimmm]

Yeah 'cause he didn't know that while traveling to past to get that . I swear some of her lines just so unnecessary. And they make me laugh so hard

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Rewatching and realizing these kwdhjsjd

[The Flash 2×18 Versus Zoom]

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Batman Confidential (2007) #50

[fuscorooni]

Of all the revolving door comic deaths that have occurred, I think Barry Allen’s is the only one I have an issue with.

Dude died a hero. His death had meaning and purpose. And outside the context of the story, Barry began the Silver Age, and died setting the stage for the next era of comics. A fitting end.

And of course, Wally filled the yellow boots admirably. 90% of current Flash lore seems to come from Wally’s tenure as the Scarlet Speedster. Wally was The Flash, it was undeniable.

Bringing Barry back not only diminished Wally’s presence, but muddied Barry’s personality by mashing Wally’s traits into his. With both of them back now, it just seems superfluous.

Anyway, coldest of cold takes I guess and I have no idea what sparked this rant, but Barry shoulda stayed dead.

[longitudinalwaveme]

Fictober 2024

Day 7: Follow Me If You Want to Live 

“I hope you aren’t expecting five-star accommodations, Mr. Allen. Maybe the dirty money you were collecting from the Candy Man would’ve let you live out the rest of your life in luxury if you’d managed to escape to the Caribbean, but it’s not going to buy you any special treatment in state prison.” 

Barry Allen wasn’t sure what the most sickly ironic part of this situation was. The fact that it had been his own beloved Iris who had brought attention to the corruption in the police department? The fact that he had been framed for bribery and tampering with evidence by the very young man he had advocated to have hired as a new police scientist? The fact that his crusade for justice as the Flash had created the absences that his crooked cohort had used to cast further suspicion on him? It was a crowded field. 

“But I—” 

“You disgust me, Allen. The only thing worse than a crook is a crook who hides behind a badge,” the guard said. Barry actually agreed with the guard’s general argument—just not that it applied to his specific case. Because, of course, he hadn’t actually committed any of the crimes of which he had been accused. 

“But I’m innocent!” The guard snorted. 

“Sure you are. So’s everyone else in here.” As the guard led Barry along what felt like a never-ending cell block, he could see various prisoners pointing at him and whispering to each other. He couldn’t hear everything that they were saying, but what he could hear left him with the distinct impression that he wasn’t especially popular amongst the prisoners who had seen his trial on the news—which, given how televised it had been, was probably most of them.

Barry swallowed hard. Maybe he should have taken the intake guards up on their offer of solitary after all. Loneliness and boredom couldn’t kill him, but getting jumped and shanked could—and there was only so much he could use his super speed without revealing his secret identity. 

Suddenly, the guard stopped short in front of one of the cells and rapped on the bars with his baton. 

“You’ve got a new cellmate, pal.” 

“Oh, boy. I’m on cloud nine to hear that, really.” Whoever was currently inhabiting the cell was too far away from the bars for Barry to really see him, but his voice definitely sounded familiar. That being said, given the sheer number of criminals he encountered either as the Flash or as police scientist Barry Allen, he imagined that there were probably quite a few convicts in state prison whose voices he would find familiar. 

“The two of you’ll get along great, I’m sure. Now stand back—and don’t try anything funny.” 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don’t take all day with it. It’s drafty enough in here as is.” The convict’s voice really did sound very familiar, but frustratingly, Barry just couldn’t place it. A few seconds later, the guard unlocked the cell door and slid it open with a loud clang! 

Barry wanted to run away and never stop running, but he couldn’t. Running away at super speed would be as good as telling the whole prison population that the Scarlet Speedster was secretly perpetually-late police scientist Barry Allen, and running away at normal human speed would just get him tackled to the ground and probably sent to solitary. Instead, he took a deep breath and let the guard pull him into the cell. As soon as he was inside, the guard slid the door back into place, producing a loud screech and then another clang!, before locking the cell shut again. 

“Play nice, boys.” With that, the guard started walking back in the direction he and Barry had come from, and Barry started glancing around his cell. 

Four gray walls. One small window. A rather large pin-up of…was that Daphne Dean? It was. Barry supposed he shouldn’t be surprised to find that his cellmate had a crush on her—she was, after all, a famous and beautiful movie star–but it seemed very wrong to see the face of his childhood sweetheart in a place like this. Of course, it wasn’t any less wrong than the fact that he was in a place like—okay, bad train of thought. Focus on your surroundings. That’s less painful. 

Toilet. In a shared cell? How did that work? Did he even want to know? Probably not. Barry liked his privacy, and he was getting the sinking feeling that he wasn’t going to be having very much of it until Iris and Wally managed to prove his innocence and get him out of here.  If they ever got him out of here. No, bad train of thought. Keep your mind on the physical details of your cell. No sense in having an emotional meltdown. 

Okay, what else? Grimy sink. A surprising number of novels—all by Mark Twain, for some reason—-strewn all over the floor. One very rickety-looking bunk bed, that looked like it might collapse in the middle of the night and crush whoever was on the lower level—which, with his luck, would probably be him. 

“Not exactly the Ritz, huh, Crewcut?” At the sound of the very familiar voice, Barry snapped his eyes up to the top bunk, where a slender man with brown skin and wild black hair was lounging casually.

It was official. He had found the crowning irony in the series of cruel ironies that was apparently his life now. 

His new cellmate was the Weather Wizard. 

“You…you’re…” 

“Mark Mardon. But unless you’ve been living under a rock—which I can’t rule out, given that haircut—you probably know me as the Weather Wizard.” 

“Aren’t you supposed to be in maximum security?” 

“You’d think so, huh? But no, the warden says that he’s more concerned with keeping the murderers and drug dealers on lockdown than ‘a bunch of guys who play dress up’. It’s embarrassing, really. What’s the point of being a weather-controlling supervillain if nobody takes you seriously?”

 If I ever get out of here, Barry thought, I’m going to have the Flash pay the Warden a visit. If a man who can create tornadoes doesn’t warrant maximum security to keep him from escaping, what in the world does? 

“So, Crewcut, what are you in for?” 

“First of all, my name is Barry Allen, not ‘Crewcut’. And second of all, I’m innocent.” Weather Wizard laughed. 

“Almost everyone says that, Crewcut, but I’ll play along. If you’re innocent, what are you in for not doing?” Barry was almost surprised that the Weather Wizard didn’t already know. 

“Do you not watch the news?” 

“Not unless I’m on it—and I’ve been here for the past seven months. You’re my third cellmate so far.” 

“What happened to the other two?” 

“The first guy—he was a second-storyman, I think—finished his sentence and got released two weeks after I came in. The second guy—he was definitely an arms dealer for Handsome Jack Giacomo—got transferred to solitary after he made the brilliant decision to tell everyone that he had an affair with the boss’s wife. And he was lucky to even make it there—some of Giacomo’s other boys jumped him and stabbed him three times.” 

“Well, if you had watched the news, you would know that I was convicted for dealing heroin out of the back of my laboratory—I’m a police scientist for the CCPD—and for falsifying evidence on behalf of the Candy Man,” Barry said. The Weather Wizard let out a whistle. 

“Well, what do you know? You actually are innocent.” Barry looked up at him in confusion. 

“What makes you say that?” 

“Because if you weren’t innocent, you’d know better than to say you were convicted for being a corrupt cop. The only thing most of the guys in here hate more than a cop is a corrupt cop.” 

“But I’m not a police officer. I may have a badge, but I don’t make arrests.” 

“I hate to rain on your parade, Crewcut, but you work for the CCPD. That makes you a cop.” 

“But there is a difference. While I have nothing but respect for my fellow officers, I’m not a law enforcement official in the same way that they are. The requirements for being a police scientist are different from the requirements for being a police officer. For one thing, you have to have a degree in forensics in order to be a police scientist, which means earning at least a bachelor’s in the field. For another, you spend much less time out in the field—I’m not even authorized to carry a gun in most situations. You see, the primary function of a police scientist is to—” Barry was cut off by another burst of laughter from the Weather Wizard. 

“What do you think this is, Crewcut? Career Day at an elementary school? You are in prison, and the only aspect of your job anyone is going to care about is the part where you work for the CCPD. And trust me, you can’t weather the kind of storm you’ll bring if you keep running your mouth about where you used to work.” 

“Well, what do you expect me to do if someone asks me? Make something up? I’ve always believed that honesty is the best policy, so I’m not a very convincing liar,” Barry replied. It was, in fact, that very inability to lie convincingly that was partially responsible for him having been convicted in the first place. Since he couldn’t tell anyone that he was the Flash, he’d had to make up another alibi for where he had been while the crimes he had been framed for had taken place—and even he had thought that the stories he’d been forced to come up with had sounded very fake indeed.

The Weather Wizard gave Barry a funny look. If he hadn’t known better, he would have said that there was almost a fond expression on the man’s face. 

“I don’t even know if it matters if you’re a good liar or not. If somebody in the prison grapevine knows you’re in for being a corrupt cop—and trust me, somebody knows—- everyone in the prison’ll know by tomorrow morning.” 

“Well, I am supposedly on the Candy Man’s payroll. Maybe that’ll be sufficient to keep me from actually getting attacked,” Barry said. 

“You know, the sad thing is, if you were guilty, you’d probably have a point. The Candy Man looks out for his pawns, if only to make sure that they don’t testify against his operations. But since you’re innocent—well, he’s not going to waste any time trying to protect someone who’s not on his payroll,” the Weather Wizard replied. 

“To be honest, I don’t know if I could have used his name to protect myself anyway. The idea of pretending to work for a drug dealer makes me feel ill.” Weather Wizard gave Barry that strange look again. 

“How long are you supposed to be in here for?” Barry sighed wearily. 

“Ten years. The D.A. wanted to make it longer, but the judge said that because I was a first offender he would be lenient.” The Weather Wizard’s eyes went wide. 

“Ten years for a first offense is lenient? I got six months for mine!” 

“You weren’t convicted of falsifying evidence and dealing drugs in the employ of the biggest crime baron in the city,” Barry pointed out. 

“Yeah, I guess that would be a bit of a step up from going through someone’s unlocked back door, grabbing a few hundred dollars, and then tripping over a lamp and twisting your ankle. I barely managed to get out of the house before I got arrested.” Barry had known that Mark Mardon had been arrested for burglary three times before he became the Weather Wizard, but this was the first time he had heard the specific details of any of the cases. It seemed that he had been an ever more pathetic small-time crook than Barry had initially assumed. 

“How old were you?” 

“When I was arrested the first time? A lot younger than you, that’s for sure. Maybe two months past my eighteenth birthday. The news came as a real disappointment to my parents. I hadn’t contacted them since I ran away at sixteen, and I think they were hoping that I had died,” the Weather Wizard said casually. 

“You think your parents were hoping that you were dead?” Surely not. If Wally ran away, didn’t contact him or Iris for two years, and then showed up again as the result of a burglary arrest, Barry knew that he would be deeply disappointed—but also that he would be absolutely thrilled to know that Wally was at least alive and unhurt. 

“I was a lot less embarrassing to them that way. If I had been dead, they could have just forgotten that they ever had a pathetic failure of a son named Mark. Me dead would have been very convenient. But me being alive and arrested? That was a problem. It meant that they were constantly being reminded of the fact that they had a son who wasn’t a genius scientist with plans to save the world.” 

Barry had never met Dr. Clyde Mardon, but he had known of him by reputation. He really had been a genius—a prodigy who graduated from high school at seventeen and had somehow earned his doctorate in meteorology at twenty-one. His dissertation, which Barry had perused when it was published in one of the most respected meteorological journals, had been on the theoretical principles that could be used to construct a weather-controlling device, and he had barely graduated when LexCorp, Wayne Enterprises, and S.T.A.R. Labs offered to collectively fund his construction of the first prototype. 

Dr. Mardon had also, somewhat notoriously, been something of a hermit. As soon as he graduated college, he moved out to a small cabin on the isolated Big Water Lake and converted it into an observatory. It had been in that observatory that he had started his work on the prototype—and it had also been in that observatory where he had died of congenital heart failure at twenty-three. What no one had known, at least until several weeks later, was that Dr. Mardon’s prototype had been much closer to completion than anyone had thought. It had been so close to being finished, in fact, that his younger brother had been able to get it in working order merely by following the notes that he had left behind. 

Mark Mardon, a cheap crook so desperate to avoid going back to prison that he had jumped off a moving train, had gone into Dr. Mardon’s observatory and found his brother dead. When he came out of the observatory with his brother’s magnum opus, the weather wand, he had become the Weather Wizard. And Barry knew from his extensive experience as the Flash that the Weather Wizard did not like talking about his brother. 

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked. 

“It’s a good question. I shouldn’t be—I don’t need anyone telling the rest of the prison that the Weather Wizard used to be a two-bit wannabe burglar—but you…you remind me of him.” 

“Of who?” 

“My brother. Claudio. If you’ve heard of him—you probably have, actually, you’re a scientist just like he was—you’d know him as Dr. Clyde Mardon. He was a good man. The best one I’ve ever known. A bit of a chump—I mean, really, what did he think LexCorp was going to do once they got their hands on the wand, use it to feed starving orphans?----but a good man. He actually wanted the best for everyone, even his stupid screwup of a brother. You’ve got that same golly-gee-whiz earnestness that he had. It makes me want to smack you, but—-it’s also why I’m going to be watching your back in here.” Barry’s mouth fell open in shock. Who would have ever thought that the Weather Wizard had a sentimental streak? 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean that if anyone wants to mess with you, they’ll have to go through me first. And trust me, nobody’s stupid enough to tangle with a guy who can put a tornado in their guts,” Weather Wizard replied. 

“But you barely know me!” 

And you’ve made a career out of trying to fry me with lightning, not that you know that. 

“Maybe not, but you remind me of my brother—and he died five years ago today. I figure that after I stole his wand, I owe it to him to do one good deed every once in a while. Might as well protect the first person I’ve ever met who’s as earnest and good as he was.” 

“But—” “Do I need to put this in nerd talk or something?” 

“Nerd talk?” The Weather Wizard ignored him.

“Who am I kidding? You’re like Clyde, of course I need to put it in nerd talk. So here you go, Crewcut: Follow me if you want to live.” In spite of himself, Barry actually laughed. 

Who would have ever thought that the Weather Wizard would volunteer himself to keep his greatest enemy safe? 

[emin-folly]

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title(s) that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! (then tag as many people as you have WIPs.)

Tagged by @ceeloilights~

I'll just doing my DC folder since I have way WAY too many WIPs for a normal person lol (long ass list is LONG, you've been warned~)

My DC art WIPs in alphabetical order:

Ace and Batman

Alan and Thomas

Alan n Hal

Alan

Allen fam

Armless

Auction

Awkward

Bar Spo (yeah I don't blame you for not understanding this one lol I sometimes like to abbreviate the names of the characters)

Bargain

Bard

Barry and Wally

Barry and Wally 2

Barry horse

Barry Iris

Barry Iris 2

Barry Iris date

Barry Jesse

Barry out of time

Barry possessed

Barry sketchdump

Barry study

Barry suit

Barry Superman 2

Barry

Bart the Menace

Batman and Riddler

Batman needing help

Battle of the Fashion Tastes

Bby Eo and Barry

Beach

Bringing Barry to life

Carrying Barry 1

Carrying Barry 2

Carrying Wonderflash

Cats

Cheetah

Choices

Clark reading Cinderella

Compromise

Consequence

Cover Flash

Cover mockup

Cover redraw fem

Crackship doodles

Creature Eo

Crossdressing Barry

CW Flash

CW Flash 2

Dark Flashpoint Eo Supes

Dark Flashpoint Eo ivy

DC Aftermath

DC Barry and Kitty

DC Barry vs Slade

DC Barry's obsession

DC Barry's weird fears

DC Bruce's Farm Madness

DC Dad brawl

DC Eo styles

DC Flash and Thawne

DC drawpile 1

DC drawpile 2

DC Fashion Tastes

DC Food Cramps

DC Hal's Stripper Discovery

DC Hole in the Ground

DC Human Disaster

DC Human

DC Interviews

DC Justice League Civilian

DC Mer Spell Gone Wrong

DC My Hero

DC Nobody wants to save Thawne

DC Off Worlding

DC Plan Backfire

DC Slade's new pet

DC SonicFlash

DC Speedster Realities

DC Speedsters and Bug

DC The No Speed Force Race

DC Welcoming Barry back

DC Bleached

DC Furries

DC Mer Funny

DC OC

DC pile

DC things

DC vampires au

DC vs vampires 2

Deer style

Flash AU doodles

Flash AU

Flash

Flashfam fluff

Doting

Dress up

Drunk Barry

Eo and Croc

Eo Barry civilian

EoHal

Eo medieval

Eo meme

Eo needs help

Eo outfit

Eo panel practice

Eo torn up

Eo vs Batman

Eo wants commitment

Eobard AU

Eobard AU 2

Eobard Ivy doodles

Eobard

EoBarry transformers

EoBarry

EoBeth

Eo Carol

EoHarlIvy

EoIvy

EoIvy 2

EoIvy Genderbend

EoIvy meeting

EoIvy talk

Eo's Coping Methods

Eo and Paradox

Eo mini Barry

Eo's verbal mess-ups

Eostar pickup

Fem Bard full body

Fem Eo

Fem Eo 2

Fem EoBarry

Fem Thawne

Flamboyant

Flirting

Funny Silver Age

Genderbend Eo

Gertrude

GL headaches

GL Human infestation

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Gotham

Hal in Thawne's body

Hal suspects faves

Hamlet

Hamlet 2

Hamlet 3

Hamlet 4

Hand

Heels

Horse

Hug

Injustice Eo

Injustice Eo dump

Injustice EoIvy

Iris gets powers

Iris holding a grudge

Ivy about Eo

JL silly faces

Justice

Linda and Barry

Manga Eo

Menace

Mer AU

Mer AU 2

Mer design concept

Mer Reverses

Mom J'onn

Monophobia

Monster Supes

Muzzle Barry

New suit

No speed

Obsessive Eo

OT3

Panel redraw Barry

Panic induced Rogues

Parallax Eo

Parody

Pathetic

Personal boundaries

Pet

Plaything

Poses

Pre new 52 memories

Prop up

Protect

Random doodles

Reverse fam

Rogues and Barry

Role reversal

Roy and Ralph

Sacred

Scarlet Speedster

Secret

Shibari

Shift

Ship comic

Ship

Sin

Sleep

Sleepover

Speed dancing

Speed Force and Eo

StarFlash

Swan Thawne

Symbolism

Teacher

Team up Thomas and Baby Bruce

Thomas and Barry

Touchy feely

Vampire Barry

Wally Shayera AU

Wally talks to Barry

What Eo eats

Wipeout

Women

Wonderflash doodles

Wonderflash 2

xxx

xxx 2

Zoom prodigy

As for who I'm tagging, I don't really know who to pick specifically so the person reading this, boop you're it! :>

[vincentvega0721]

The Flash Vol. 1: Move Forward (The New 52)

Barry Allen was created by writers Robert Kanigher and John Broome and cartoonist Carmine Infantino. Barry is considered the most iconic version of the Flash character, though other people have taken on the mantle over the years, including Wally West. All three generations of speedsters have been members of both the Justice League and Justice Society.

Barry Allen, also known as The Flash, first appeared in Showcase #4 in October 1956. In the story, Barry Allen is a police scientist who gains superhuman speed, reflexes, senses, and healing after being struck by lightning and drenched in chemicals while working late on a case. Barry takes the name The Flash after his childhood comic book hero, Jay Garrick, the first DC superhero to use the name. He also adopts the name The Scarlet Speedster after reading a comic book featuring the Golden Age Flash. Barry becomes Central City's protector and costumed crime fighter, wearing a red bodysuit with a lightning bolt on the chest.

One night, as he is working late on a new case, a lightning bolt strikes and shatters a case full of unspecified chemicals, drenching Barry, and temporarily knocking him out. As a result, Allen later finds that he can run at super-human speeds and possesses equally enhanced reflexes, senses, and healing.

[supercap2319]

World’s Finest

Barry Allen x Male Reader (Gender bent Powerpuff Girl)

Y/N floated above the Central City Picture News as he sighed and smiled softly. Nine months ago, he was the only person on the planet who had powers. Now, it seems like everyone and their mother had them. While it was bad, it was also good because there were people out there who were just like him, fighting the good fight.

Speaking of said people, Y/N could feel a slight wind at his back as he heard a whoosh behind him. He smirked and turned around to see a man about 6 foot 2, dressed in a red leather suit with a yellow lightning bolt symbol on his chest.

“So the rumors are true. You are real.”

“I’m feeling pretty real.” The guy in red pats his body down to check if he’s real. It’s cute and dorky and it lets Y/N know that this guy, whoever he is underneath the mask, is a total nerd.

Y/N chuckles lightly as the guy looks up at him and frowns. “That’s… an interesting… fashion choice?” It’s more of a question than a statement as he gestured towards Y/N’s getup. He wore fingerless hot pink gloves with heart-shaped outlines over the outside palms of his hands. Had a purple shirt underneath a green leather jacket and light blue spandex pants with black boots.

The flying man smiles at him. “Says the man who’s dressed all in red leather. You’d fit right in at a leather bar and club.” The man in red looked down and even though Y/N couldn’t see he was blushing, he could hear his heartbeat beat faster at that statement.

“So, you’re like me then? The impossible?” The man asks Y/N. “Because I just witnessed a guy who had control over the weather, and now I see you flying in the air like its nothing.”

“Sorta,” Y/N said. “It’s true that I am artificially made superhuman, but I didn’t get my powers in the particle accelerator explosion like the Meta-humans running around Central City.”

The man looks shocked. “You know about their name? Their nicknames?”

“Wasn’t that hard to name them. My father was a scientist, so I know a thing or two.”

The red man nods. “Who are you and why haven’t I ever seen you in Central City before until just right now?”

Y/N sighed as he floated down to the building the man was standing on. “I moved here about nine months ago, the same time the accelerator exploded. Before that, I didn't think I needed to show the world my powers. I didn't want to scare anyone, so I hid them. Now that other people have powers as well, I've come out of the closet, so to speak, to stop them.”

He nods again. “So, what do I call you? Rainbow man? Sugar, spice, and everything nice?”

Y/N chuckles. That was more appropriate than he knew. “You can call me, Major Man.”

“Major Man?” The man in red raised his eyebrows. “Somebody has a high opinion of himself.”

Major Man shrugged his shoulders. “When you can fly and are nigh invulnerable with super speed, laser-eye beams, supersonic screams, and ice breath, what else are people supposed to call you? Seems like a major list of abilities, don't you think?”

“Okay, fair point,” the man in red said. “That's certainly a lot of powers you have there. And you said you were artificially created?”

Y/N nods. “My father wanted to create the perfect little boy and accidentally created me in his lab.”

“So, you're not the perfect boy?”

“Oh, I am. Just with a super-powered kick.”

They both chuckle. “So, what do I call you, Speedy Gonzales? The Whoosh? The Red Streak? The Blur? Or the Scarlet Speedster?”

The guy chuckles again. “What about the Flash? I'm just saying that I think that’s a pretty cool superhero name, right?”

Y/N thinks about it. “Nah, I still prefer the Blur, Scarlet.” He smiles as the Flash smiles as well.

“Well, this has been fun, but I really should get going. I have work in the morning.”

The Flash looks surprised. “You have a job?”

“Of course, I have a job. Why wouldn't I have a job?”

“I thought this.” Flash motioned towards YN. “Was your job?”

“No, no, I do this because it's the right thing to do, but it doesn't pay my bills.”

“I feel that.”

“I'll be seeing you, Scarlet.” Y/N winked as he flew into the air. “I have a code name, you know?” the Flash told him. Major Man turned and gave him one last smile. “Don't care. Scarlet suits you.” Then he was gone, a bright energy trail of pink, green, and blue behind him as he flew out of the Flash’s line of sight.

The Flash grinned. “Cool…”

In his coms, he could hear Cisco laughing at him. “Ooh, someone has a gay crush.”

The Flash blushed as red as his suit. “Shut up, Cisco.” He speeds off the roof.