#barry allen

[identifyallen]

They’re together!!!

I feel like hal could literally physically explode if he doesn't say something gay every three seconds

[briarmoon1015]

Small doodle

[peacerisendove]

Another gorgeous page from The Flash (2010). I love the coloring of it especially with how the background starts in color at the top of the page and then as your eye travels lower it becomes monochrome and emphasizes Barry's solitude in this moment.

Manapul's art is not only gorgeous but it's also so smart and clever. I adore it so much.

[gothamiteeditor]

Batman is notorious for being scary looking, goons and their leaders all know it’s not gonna be a good time if he shows up.

His presence is usually associated with a feeling of dreads. Except:

Berry (misspelled on purpose cause I’m not funny): I’m good with kids! I can get this one to stop crying and tell us who their parents are.

Also Barry(spelled correctly to prove I’m not an idiot): -makes the kid cry harder-

Other justice league members try to get the kid to stop crying, to no avail. They’re hopeless, considering just dropping the kid with the police.

Out of the shadows, a black cape cascading over black and grey Kevlar steps out, dark eyes hidden behind white lenses, and an array of non-lethal weapons the man definitely would know how to make lethal. It’s Batman in all his dark brooding glory.

Two minutes later he’s holding the child, who has put her face in his neck, and fallen asleep. They’re on the phone with the kids parents now.

[the-real-dannix]

There are degrees of shipping people with the Batfam. Like a spectrum even for established relationships.

And each non-bat can be anywhere from full civilian to other JL to someone turned this character into a bat by proxy.

My favorite is bat by proxy because it's a hilarious thing to me.

I mean, the ships that come to mind where the later works really well are Birdflash and TimKon. Which makes it better. Because Wally is a Flash and Kon is a Super. Two of the other rather large clans of themed leaguers with two of the other more recognizable family heads. I mean, throw in JayRoy and it's three of the others and adds in the Bruce v Oliver fun.

And the Bat by proxy thing.

I don't mean they just side with the Bats over the rest of the League. I mean they start becoming Bats by virtue of always being around them.

Like Wally just accidentally learning to be better at hearing people sneaking up on him because if he's gonna go to brunch with Dick at the Manor he has to be able to dodge these near silent people. Especially Damian, who will stab him if he fails a vibe check, and Tim, who will steal and solve your cases or hack your phones ringtone to be stuck at the loudest setting and playing Barbie world for every notification and there is no in between our way to tell which kind of day it is. So none of the League can sneak up on Wally. And he's smiling and capable like Nightwing but has also picked up that steal slightly crazy smile and no other flash is quite as scary as Wally.

Or Kon, after being constantly threatened with kryptonite by Steph, Jason, and Duke at various points just gives up and learns how to fight through the weakness and goes through enough bat training to be able to survive when he and then he's one of the best trained Supers in hand to hand and no one understand how. And because he's always around Tim, he gets really good and reading people. Because his life can and will depend on being about to tell if Tim is approaching someone at a gala for WE business or for RR business. Even the other supers are confused at how quick his is to pick up in the slightest shift in body language.

And Roy. It was easiest for Roy, going from Arrow to Bat. But that doesn't mean he didn't have to just get used to casually collecting blackmail as some kind of twisted way of showing love. The first time Tim gave him and Jason a photo of them on a date where neither of them knew Tim was watching or talking pictures Roy is shook. By the tenth he's finding it endearing and hoping that Tim manages to get around Jason's traps to get done candids of Lian. No other arrow is quite as stealthy, despite the red of his costume.

And the JL, even the 'families' they came from, know that they have the ability to appear normal. To blend with the rest of the League, but the longer they're with their Bats the more cryptid they become. Until Flash finds himself unsettled by Wally in the same way as the other Bats. And Big Boy Blue refuses to train with Kon for a different reason than before, no longer because of the clone thing but for the same reason he avoids training with any of the Bats. And Green Arrow finds himself looking over his shoulder for Bruce and Roy on the Watchtower.

And their secrets are more and civi identities locked down. No names in my the field and they never slip these days. Like any good Bat.

New Leaguers meet these converts and can't tell the difference between the Bats Batman chose and the ones the other Bats brought into the fam.

And the rest of the League starts to wonder: is being a Bat contagious?

[headcanonthings]

Barry: Guys? I mixed redbull with coffee and now I can see sounds, should I worry? Bruce, on his third cup of the exact same concoction: Barry, I swear to god-

[impulse-control-not-found]

alright flash fans heres a morbid one for ya.

do you think that if a flash (any one) were put in a situation where they were starved or had little to no food and then were rescued or released after a long while,, do you think they would develop pica or prader willi syndrome because of their need to eat ten times as much and so often?

[out-of-context-flash]

Flashpoint #1 (2011)

[keanurye]

I love them

Separated:

[andys-dc-headcanons]

The people of smallville are such good people because even when the most suspicious things happen, they mind their buisness. The Kents are having a thanksgiving and they invited Billionaire Bruce Wayne, a forensic scientist who seems to have the best reflexes, a lighthouse keeper who smells a LOT like fish, and a princess of Themyscria? thats not weird, Clarks a lovable kid and the way Martha prepares that bird, im surprised more people arent coming.

[violetpaint06]

Me fregue la mano haciendo esto....Espero haya valido la pena....

(No se si haré lo mismo con otro color, pero si lo llego a hacer, prometo que será mejor 🥲)

Me faltaron personajes, lo se :")....

[dc-tournaments]

[melonlthawne]

behold the captivating power of one’s first turkey leg

[peacerisendove]

The Flash (2010) Vol.3 #10

You know in the context of this page it might look like Bart's late to the party and he's throwing around half-baked theories, but considering how often impersonation happens to speedsters it's a damn good theory. Solid really.

How often you ask? Well let's see all the times a speedster has been impersonated or had their body stolen in the comics:

Eobard impersonating Barry at Barry's own wedding. (The Flash (1959) Vol. 1 #165)

Eobard impersonating Barry while he was dead. (The Flash (1987) Vol. 2 #73-79)

Eobard stealing Barry's body. (The Flash (2016) Vol 6 #759)

Malcolm Thawne stealing Jay Garrick's body. (The Flash (1987) Vol 2. #148-149)

Thad impersonating Bart. (Impulse #62-66)

Bart impersonating Thad (albeit for a hot second to trick Craydl). (Impulse #56)

The Rival stealing Max Mercury's body. (Impulse #89)

And these are just the ones I know off the top of my head! There might be even more that I don't know of. But body snatching and impersonation is just baked into their history and I love it.

[zemkzone]

So, it's Thanksgiving, and I'm spending it alone in a country where it isn't even a holiday. I'm in a mood because of a lot of things this month (not just the Terrible Awful Crappy 5th).

Buuuuuut I wanted to spread a lil cheer, and be thankful for this hellsite and all the ColdFlash creatures I've met while scrolling through here--@theroguesharlequin @hardwiredweird @notquiteinsane @hautecoldture @softboydepot @simpledontmeanpeachy to name a few (while I'm still vaguely sober). So here's a snippet of a scene I've been tinkering with for That Rare Arctic Thunderstorm, which is hilariously set on Thanksgiving 2015. Not the final version, of course, and yes, there are... redactions marked by brackets ([])... but hey, HAPPY TURKEY DAY, 'Murricah! And to the rest of you, early happy weekend!

“Right on time, Doc,” [Len] drawled, opening the front door for Henry Allen. “Len, good to see you, son,” Barry’s dad said, a genuinely pleased smile on his face as he handed over one of his two large, heavily stuffed tote bags. He was all bundled up in cozy fall colors. “Happy Thanksgiving! Mike and Avigail send their regards—along with fresh sweet potato latkes, jelly doughnuts, and something called… borekas?” “Huh, here I thought a pit-stop at the Birnbaums’ would take you longer.” Len turned to hit the elevator button, trying to ignore the funny way the endearment made him feel. “I wouldn’t be late for my first Thanksgiving as a free man,” Henry remarked as they stepped into the elevator car. “I’ve been looking forward to this all week.” “You and Scarlet both, Doc.” Len would have shrugged and smirked, but in the face of Henry’s warm smile, he couldn’t manage enough nonchalance. “I think we’ve known each other long enough for you to start calling me Henry.” Barry’s dad clapped his shoulder with his free hand. “I’m actually glad it was you who came down to get me. I wanted a moment alone with you, to thank you.” “For what?” The elevator doors slid open on the top floor, but Len’s feet refused to move. Henry seemed to notice his discomfort and let go of his shoulder. “Barry’s always been a kind boy, sometimes too kind. I know today—the original plan and the new one��was all his idea. You didn’t have to go along with it [...] but you did. So, thank you.” For one extended moment, Len couldn’t speak. [...] Len had agreed and been thanked by Barry repeatedly in several different ways already, but he hadn’t expected understanding or gratitude from anyone else. He got his mouth—and his feet—to work again right as the elevator doors started to close. He stopped them with his palm, gesturing for the older man to step out ahead of him. “Henry… Did Scarlet ever tell you my four rules?” Barry’s dad smiled and quirked his brow curiously. “No, he didn’t.” “Make the plan, execute the plan.” Len stepped out after him. “Expect the plan to go off the rails,” he opened the door to the apartment proper, “throw away the plan.” Henry laughed with delight as they stepped inside, again clapping a hand on his shoulder. “With rules like that, you two will be just fine.”