#Speedster

[insertcreativenamehereplease]

The god of DC spoke directly to me to make this art. I am feral for these two. I will now go scream and cry because this is the best thing I’ve ever created. OG image below cut. :)

Here’s the OG. (Yes, I stole it from an Emkay video.) (Also, the joke is bartender being pronounced as Bart-ender.)

[melonlthawne]

Bart is kept in air jail because he kept running off. Wally needs a drink

[sharksandjays]

barts, max, and a backstory

[l0s3rd0wnt0wn]

"YOUR TO SLOW!!"

Sonic!reader x Mark Grayson

"You’re too slow," the reader says to Mark, giggling as she zooms past him. It’s not your fault; you’re just faster, stronger, and better—like a speeding bullet. No one can catch up to you. I mean, sometimes you would slow down for the others or give them a head start, but no matter how far they run or how fast they fly, you’ll always come out on top and be there within milliseconds. The wave of sound probably delays how fast you are, and you’re prideful as hell. Cecil would say that’s one of your downfalls, seeing as your mentor, Red Rush, was killed brutally by Omni-Man. But that didn’t matter to you; he wasn’t fast enough. That’s just how it goes. It’s not your fault he slowed down; he’s supposed to stay fast. He’s supposed to move quicker, think quicker; he’s supposed to outrun death. No matter how long it chases you, you’re supposed to go the distance, move so fast that even sounds can’t pick up your heartbeat. Do you ever want to be still, not moving? The world spins around you constantly. No way, no matter what obstacle seems to block your path, you knock it down and get right back up to keep on running. Ask everyone. You’re going at the speed of light, and that’s what makes people admire you, understand you, admire you. All this money didn’t come from nowhere. You even buy Mark a little plushie of you with that cocky smirk plastered on your lips. I mean, it wouldn’t be good merchandise if it didn’t have your smirk or your stylish hair, cool hero outfit. And you capitalize on that hard, but hard—they say you’re just as bad as Rex. But, unlike him, you know when to not run your mouth, which is pretty ironic since you do like to talk. But there’s only one person you slow down for. He’s the only person who can make you stop your speeding and take a minute to breathe your younger brother. But other than that, no one can stop you, and no one can keep up with you. Like, actually, no one can keep up with you in speed or in passion—affection—hot stuff. They just can’t handle you. But maybe, there is a boy or girl out there who’s just as fast as you, who can keep up with your highs and lows, soar through the streets with you, and maybe, just maybe, slow down when you’re feeling down. But that’s just a lovely fantasy you fancy. You don’t mind playing that fantasy over and over in your head until it’s as memorable as your ringtone. But this invincible boy—people say he’s just as fast as you, maybe even faster, maybe even stronger—but his voice sounds pretty familiar and the way he carries himself so awkwardly, you can only find that in one singular person you know who acts like that but its just hunch that somebody you know is in a the Teen Team better to keep it a secret—keep you guessing. There’s nothing you love more than a good surprise and someone who can match your speed, body, and mind. Every now and then, sometimes he’ll beat you, sometimes you’ll beat him, and you get closer and closer to figuring out who he is. In the back of your mind, you already know, but does he know that you know his little secret? What’s the point in telling him? There’s no fun in that. And what’s the point of telling him who you are? That’s just plain boring. Keep this cat-and-mouse chase going on, like your Tom and Jerry, except without beating each other senselessly. But you’ll definitely beat him at another race, of course, and then he’ll have to buy the whole team pizza—and make it a double, no, triple! You have a fast metabolism—all that running can make a girl hungry.

[happymotorhead]

♦️🔸️💎🔸️♦️🔹️💎🔹️♦️🔸️💎🔸️♦️

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1933 Duesenberg SJ Boattail Speedster

[gentlemanmotorslifestyle]

[coolthingsguyslike]

[invincibledc]

Flash!reader: have I ever told you that I love you?

Tim: a million times in about the span of five seconds.

Flash!reader: wanna make it a trillion?

[eupat]

[les-belles-mecaniques]

EAGLE E-TYPE SPEEDSTER

VENDU

[cinnaflurr]

look out, it’s your favorite speedster!!

[demoralised]

Porsche 911 Speedster

[melonlthawne]

yipe!

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Boat tail tales - Part 3: Auburn 851 Supercharged Boattail Speedster, 1935. Auburn were strong advocates of boat tail styling which reached its peak with the Alan Leamy-designed 851 Speedster. Alas the 1929 Wall Street Crash, and the economic downturn that followed undermined Auburn's business model and the company was bankrupt by 1937

[totallynotashieldagent]

Rush Hour

Pairing: Barry Allen/Reader

Summary: From Role Reversal Chapter of Kinktober the line, "He imagined he could fuck you stupid in under a second and before you’d even realize what happened, your pussy would be leaking his cum. He tucked that thought away for some other time." drew a bit of attention on AO3, so, here's the time when Barry actually does do that.

Author's Note: In this Reader is a Green Lantern and also uses "bear" as a nickname for Barry.

“Pay attention.” 

Batman tapped your knee and you straightened up, nodding with a of course, yes sir- but your eyes didn’t stray from Barry. An underlying tension still there.

Superman was droning on about something about the new recruits, Wonder Woman standing next to him, explaining about the budget applications for the next quarter but god, you could not look away. 

Hal was trying to talk to Barry but he was looking at you too. Entirely ignoring his best friend.

The night the two of you had, it was hard to focus on anything else currently. It had been the first time you both had used your powers in the bedroom and the way his superspeed and your Lantern constructs had collided so perfectly and he’d said the filthiest things. God , who knew The Flash had such a pottymouth? 

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