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Synopsis: Two weeks before the particle accelerator exploded, two best friends, Barry and Y/N, had a drunken one night stand, leading to a child. Now almost 4 years later, Team Flash meets their future legacies, both of which are trying to change the future for very different reasons. COMPLETED
… Who Learned
… Who remembered
… Who was forgotten
… With the legacies
… With Power
… Where You Bleed Out
(Alternative endings?)
*The League, battling something on a traditional flat battleground*
Batman, muttering to himself as he jogs behind his superspeed friends beating up an enemy: i miss my grappling gun
*the league, battling a plant monster thingy*
Batman: *throws batarang at water pipe next to it, having it explode and water spray all over the plant monster*
Flash: Why did you do that?!
Batman: Toxins in the water poison the plant
Flash: Toxins in the Water?
Batman: Obviously, thats why you need to filter the water before you give it to plants or drink it
Flash: You know that tap water is drinkable in most cities including this one, right?
Batman: *glares*
*League, fighting when a gas gets set free*
Superman: We have to get the civilians out!
Batman: We need to stop more gas from getting out.
Superman: But the people-
Batman: The people are more than capable to put on their gas masks and go on with their day.
Superman: What gas masks?!
Batman: Their everyday gas masks should be more than enough
Superman: No one just carries a gas mask around!
Batman: Do you people also leave your brains at home? Do you want to get gassed?
Superman: A normal person doesn't get gassed so many times that it warrants an everyday gas mask!
if you think about it, Bruce is really just a highly trained specialist (Batman, hand to hand, Gotham, detective work) forced to be a generalist (Justice League, threats to Earth, magic, evil gods). of course asking him to help out during an alien invasion is gonna piss him off. like, he’s still going to show up, but he’s going to be thinking about Gotham the whole time.
The Flash races Sonic the Hedgehog
Discuss.
omniversal mailman, Barry Allen
Infinite Frontier #1
◇Undead Empathy◇ |||
The Ghost King was not happy. How could he be? Hed just finished enough paperwork to rival ghostwriter's library seven times over. Hes also pretty sure he'd burned enough useless complaints and stupid demands to ignite a freaking star! He'd barely gotten a day's break before even more arrived.
Heros... ancients damm them. "Heh!" He sounded like a second rate villan. But seriously they are damm troublesome. Jonn Constantine has a problem, maybe even an addiction... well beyond cheap cigarettes and even cheeper booze. The Flash on the other hand is a meanece. The master of time had to send him on over a thousand expeditions throughout All of time to make sure something didn't, and excuse his language, fuck itself a trillion ways to sunday.
"This has got to stop." Growled out His Majesty. And as he sat on his throne deep in tought, Danny began to plan. He's done fixing their problems for them, so, why doesn't he let both his problems solve themselves?
"Fright Knight!" He bellowed. The glint of chaos in is voice would have made the lords of order sweat.
And with the flash of lightning the loyal knight appeared, kneeling at the steps to his throne. God, he still not used to this, but at the moment he's too tiered to care.
"I wish for you to inform-He said the last word with such venom, Ancients, he needs a break.-Jonny boy Constantine--
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"-That you are hearby, on the account owning your whole soul, required by His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes to dissuade the superhero know as The Flash by All Means Necessary from utilizing the ability know as Flashpoint, least you be stripped of your immortality and be forced to fix all the problems he has caused by yourself. " Spoke the Spooky ass knight with unbelievable authority in his voice, and a presence that has already fried half his protections and wards...
Before he disappeared in a swarm of bats that fazed through his floor ceiling and walls, completely ignoring the window that he had telekineticly ripped out of the wall when he first arrived. "Bloody Fucking Hells!" Shouted the sober brit. Not by choice, mind you, the spooky twat forcefully sobered him up. 'I'm not drunk enoughfor this' though Constantine as he reached for a cigarette, only to find that they have turned into lightning bolt nicotine gummys.
That was the last straw, he saw red. He should probably calm down, crossed the mind of the magic detective as he ripped a hole trough space to create a portal, but right now he didn't care enough
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It had been a good day for the Justice league, no great catastrophe happened, crime was relatively low, even for an organization that watched the whole globe, and it just had to go south in the middle of the last meeting of the day... That thought was going to most of the members minds as they tensed and readied for combat.
The portal had started forming right as Diana was finishing her debriefing. Of course all of them prepared for a fight... only to relax as Jonn Constantine stepped trough, his eyes scanned the room and when they landed on their resident speedster, they narrowed. "You bloody fecking morron!" Intoned the magician as he stomped right up to the Flash. He then proceeded to deck him hard enough in the face that many of them jumped when they heard the crack and then jumped again when they heard his head tumph against the metal floor, out cold.
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@illusionwolfwriter24r8 @stealingyourbones
◇Undead Empathy◇ |V
The meeting room stood and gaped in quiet shook. Jonn Constantine had just barged in and knocked the flash out cold. They simply couldn't process it.
"Constantine, explain yourself" Said a voice that sound like gravel fucked a blender, yep Bats.
"Yes, we would like to know what is going on Jonn" Dina most likely.
Jonn lifted his head from the table and turned around in Flash's stolen seat.
"You wanna know what's going on? Well this complete and utter fu"-
"Jonn" growled the bat.
"My point is this bastard" pointing at the flash, who was being checked on by a green lantern, "Is gonna cost me my life"
"Explain" "Well B, this idiot has been messing around with the time stream so much, hes managed to piss of someone above the gods of freaking death" , another stunned silence as he let them process that, and then he continued "That Something, got tired pretty fucking quickly of fixing his mistakes, and because they apparently own my full soul" Again, but this time only somewhat stunned, because he is known to give out his soul like candy. "Decided that I should be the one to babysit feet for brains over here or else I'll have to spend the rest of my life fixing his fuckups". Almost shouted Jonn as he leaned back in his seat.
As B was busy musing over the given information, Zatanna turned twords him and asked "What is the name or title of this entity?"
"Its-" Just as he was about to say The Ghost King, he noticed something wrong. "His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes" Shouted Constantine with the tone of a royal announcer.
Again, complete and utter silence... "I need a bloody drink" groned the detective as he slumped over the table.
"What was that?" Queried Wonder Woman.
"Either a compulsion or a taboo probably" provided Zatanna.
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"So, you're saying that if I don't stop going back in time, he basically dies?" Asked Flash from the medbay bed, ice pack to his nose while pointing at Jonn
"That is correct" Answered Martian Manhunter.
"Well, now I get why you where so pissed, but maybe next time don't go for the face, it's one of my best attributes". Joked the speedster.
"There won't be a next time. STOP using Flqshpoint or I'll look you in a room outside of time." All but ordered Constantine.
"Maybe we can discuss this over with Lord what's his face?" Asked flash. "No/We can't/Its not possible" Said Zatanna, Jonn and Captain Marvel at the same time.
"Gee, I get it, I get it" and turned his gaze twords the corner "And you don't have to say it Bats, I know you well enough by now, I'll stop time traveling".
As the conversation turned to silence, Jonn turned to leave but was stopped with a "And where are you going Jonn?" by double w.
"Home, the house is in ruins, I have to re-ward everything again."
"They broke into the House of Mysterys?!" Shout questioned Zatanna.
Constantine just sighed.
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@lehana37 @illusionwolfwriter24r8 @stealingyourbones
The halbarry brainrot is endless.
After season six, it's a wonder #TheFlashCW got three more seasons. Iris West actually becomes even more strenuous and Killer Frost is robbed of her uniqueness. I know it's a mirror version of Iris West but still. I'll watch it till the end and hope it gets a bit better.
I see what you did there Mr. Clay Mann
Snart Jr.
Lovely prompt by @stealingyourbones in her long prompts list, in which Danny Phantom meets the Rogues of Central City! This will have multiple parts, I just haven't written them yet.
Disclaimer: I know very little about Captain Cold and Mirror Master despite having watched some of the Flash. The general vibe I get from Flash is that Flash just really cares about his rogues as evidenced by how he talks to them and doesn't immediately one-shot them like I'm pretty sure he could do. And that Captain Cold is a snarky asshole that just wants to steal things and follow his plans as planned? Tbh, the whole mini-arc/episode with him just felt like Snart was trying to coordinate the world's riskiest group project. He was so done by the end lmao
"Huh. That's new."
Danny hovered an inch off of the ground, having just been spat out by swirling green portal. He was going to have to get back to the Zone later to hot potato Skulker through a couple of portals in revenge. He had a math exam he had to study for, dammit.
Danny sighed. Might as well see what's happening. The portals rarely lead somewhere boring, and Danny was bored. He floated further in, form going intangible and invisible as he passed through thick but insulated marble walls. See, Jazz? He could totally plan ahead. He's also learning that he could probably rob a bank easily, but Danny would never.
"Never been spat out in a bank before," he hummed, eyes flickering on the numerous forms of cowering people in the lobby. The goons scattered about don't see him, but it would take another ghost to even detect his presence so it was to be expected. He moved further in with little hindrance and soon touched down onto polished floor behind two incredibly suspicious individuals.
"What-cha do-ing?"
The two figures, currently and obviously robbing a bank, whirled around in surprise. Their respective weapons whirred to a start before they stopped, baffled by the meta teen standing there with his white hair waving about and innocent look pasted all over his face.
Leonard Snart knew instinctively that the kid was so full of shit. He'd bet his entire plan on the fact that the kid knew exactly what kind of shit he was stirring. Still, Snart was guilty of a lot of things but direct child-endangerment wasn't ever one of them.
"How'd you get in here, kid?" Mirror Master raised his laser pistol, ready to distract and divert the kid with threats of violence- which Snart glared at him for- or with his hall of mirrors that he'd run to.
Danny shrugged. "I walked. If you guys didn't want me here, you should have guarded the place better."
"They were supposed to," Snart drawled. He cased the kid. Teen. The kid had a weird halo effect, that seemed to draw the eyes to the stylized letter on his hazmat suit. The kid was young. Meta. Non-hostile. "You trying to stop us?"
Danny shook his head. "Nah. Came from the Ghost Zone so 's really non'a my business. I was just being nosy."
Snart gave a curt nod and nudged Mirror Master back into cracking the security measures.
Mirror Master scoffed. "What the hell is a ghost zone?"
"I mean, it's pretty self explanatory, right? It's a zone where ghosts live. Hence, you know, Ghost Zone." Danny did a little jazz hands (oh, yeah, he was definitely gonna get Jazz to make that joke sooner or later) for emphasis.
Snart paused for the slightest bit before continuing with his task. Did ghosts exist?
"...Did the Flash send you here, kid?"
"I'm not a kid," Danny scowled, walking right up to them. He got enough of that from his own Rogues, thank you. "And what's a Flash?"
"The Flash, kid." Mirror Master corrected, shoving monitors and PC's and expensive looking office chairs into... a mirror dimension? Danny shrugged and rolled with it.
"Who's that? Your boss?"
"Local superhero, not our boss. You're not from here," Snart quickly deduced as a small smile wormed onto his face from successfully cracking the security without setting off an alarm. They'd have ten minutes before the system cycles the access codes again and flags the fraudulent ones. That should be enough time.
"Superhero? Are they fast? Actually, where is here?" Danny glanced around at the now bare security office like the Flash would show up.
The guy in green and yellow took everything not nailed down to the ground. Danny respected that, even if he kind of wanted to stop the robbery. But he's not really supposed to interfere. That would be uber rude, since it looked like the guy in the fur jacket seemed like he had planned everything precisely.
"You're in Central City, kid. Did you take a wrong turn trying to get to Keystone or something?" Green-yellow guy snorted.
"Gonna be real honest with you, I've got no idea where that is. What state are we in?" Danny followed as the pair rushed to the safe doors. He could offer to phase them through but no matter how flexible Danny's morals have become over the years, he was going to draw a line at actively helping a person commit crime.
"Kansas. Do you teleport? Are you a teleporting meta?" Snart asked, eyes intense as he both glared at Danny and pressed an ear to the safe door.
"Nah, I wish I could teleport. Getting to school would be so much faster. Kansas? Huh, I've never been."
"How lost are you, kid?" Mirror Master incredulously paused from robbing the packages that were delivered to the bank.
Danny shrugged. "Oh, I'm Danny. Who are you guys?"
"Captain Cold. That's Mirror Master."
Danny shifted as the safe clicks open. "So, uh, are you guys the villains here?"
Captain Cold shot him a weird look. "We're actively robbing a bank, kid. That should be obvious."
"Also, you're acting real calm for a kid speaking to two of Fawcett's best super-villains." Mirror Master chimed in, laser-ing off locks on deposit boxes and shoving cash and stuff into his mirror dimension.
Danny padded in after them. "Eh, you haven't shot at me- not even on sight- yet, which is more than I can say for law enforcement, so you're pretty chill in my book."
Captain Cold snorted, pointedly taking his freeze gun and breaking off a large manual lock. "I believe it's my job to be the chill one. Plus, we don't kill. The Flash would be up our... business if we did. It's not worth the trouble."
"You can say ass. I've heard worse."
"Not from me, kid."
Danny hadn't had that kind of consideration from anyone in a long time. Even if it's a bit... mother-hennish, the halfa couldn't find it in him to be annoyed. "Ah, okay. Well, you also haven't kidnapped me or tried to stop me from following you, so..."
Mirror Master shoved a giant painting into his dimension. "You haven't tried to stop us; it'd be weird trying to stop you."
"Makes sense."
"Heh. You're alright, kid. Though... who's kidnapping you?"
"My fruit loop of a godfather. It's a thing," Danny avoided the searching gaze like a pro.
"Hold this." Captain Cold said suddenly, giving Danny a massive dufflebag.
"Wait, what?"
Captain Cold began stuffing the bag with cash and once the money in the vicinity (not that much) went in, he said "Go look around. Having another person in here is a risk so you might as well make up for it."
Danny's calling it. Captain Cold was full of shit. The guy's a big softie. Danny smiled sheepishly and agreed. Danny circled the place, pointing out expensive looking stuff- "for fun" and not because they were nice to him- when he felt the tell-tale zaps of an anomaly in Clockwork's domain.
"Move!" He shouted at the two villains, both of whom dove out of the way. Instinctively, Danny threw out his gloved hands and iced the floors, instincts bristling at the incoming danger. His jaw dropped as a blur encountered the ice and went ass over tea kettle onto the floor, unable to stop its own momentum.
"Oh shit!" Danny uttered, eyes wide as the blur slammed into the opposite- reinforced- wall with a pained shout. The stopped person was wearing red, with a lighting bolt motif all over their uniforms. That implied speed. Speed implied "The Flash." Danny knew a hero when he saw one and he just iced him. Shit.
"What-" The Flash groaned. Mirror Master and Captain Cold gaped.
"OhmyancientsI'msosorrygottagobye!" Danny shouted.
"Hey, wait, kid-!" Captain Cold shouted. Danny ignored him, going invisible in a panic and sank into the ground, mortified. After thirty seconds of self-hatred, he zoomed out and away. Danny held his head in his hands as he flew back to where Amity was...
Only to stare down at the empty plots of land where his city was supposed to be. Danny shoved a hand into his chest and pulled out his phone.
[No results for Amity Park. Did you mean "Amity Arkham"?]
"What."
Any research he did after that only turned up a Jasmine Fellona, a budding neurobiologist in her field, and other people that were adjacent to the people Danny knew. But nothing, nothing from Amity Park.
"Oh, yeah, we're definitely not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy."
---
As the Flash stood around to keep an eye on the hand-cuffed villains, he couldn't help but ask.
"So, uh, Snart. Did you... get a kid?"
"What." Snart asked, incredibly done with this shit.
"You know. Snart junior? With the ice and everything?" Flash gestured at the un-melting ice that covered the floor leading into the safe. "I mean, I'm not thrilled you're pulling your kid into a life of crime..."
"No."
"Wait, you had a kid and didn't tell me?" Mirror Master asked, mildly offended. "That was your kid? No wonder no one shot at him!"
"He's not my kid." Snart gave Flash the stink-eye. "And don't you have a couple of baby sidekicks running around?"
"C'mon dude, you're so obviously fond of him. It's okay, you don't have to hide it." Flash avoided the topic... in a flash.
"Can someone arrest me right now so these idiots can be removed from my vicinity?" Snart snarked to the approaching officer, jerking his head to point at the beaming Flash.
"You and me both, buddy," Officer West sighed.
---
One trip to the zone and a stressful conversation with Clockwork later, Danny was found in his keep, smacking his ghost head into the ghost wall of his ghost keep. Danny would unleash a Wail if it didn't have the nasty habit of bringing everything around him.
Apparently, he got "Amity'd," a process which meant Amity spat him out like an over chewed dog bone and refused to take him back.
"That doesn't even make sense! I left there a bunch of times! And came back!"
"The city has decided that it was your time to leave, Danny." Clockwork spared a wane smile for the curled up boy-king.
"I have people to protect there! My entire life! My haunt!" Danny yelled, breaths that he didn't technically need coming shorter and shorter. The neon green of the Zone whirled in and out of his vision in a dizzying shudder of anxiety and incoming panic.
"It wasn't your haunt, I'm afraid. The city nurtured you as a young spirit- thus shared her haunt- and has decided that it was time for you to... leave the nest, so to speak."
That stopped Danny's panic in its tracks. "Are you telling me she NightVale-d me? Some kind of involuntary coming-of-age bs?"
If he weren't on the edge of hysterical laughter, Danny would take a moment and proudly say to Mr. Lancer that he had paid attention in class.
"...Yes."
"Fuck." Danny dropped his head down in despair. His head made a loud thunk. The bag of cash he'd accidently made away with sat innocently at his feet. Further proof that it wasn't some nightmare he'd wake up from anytime soon.
---
Danny slumped over the desk, exhausted. Technus had lent him a ghostly hand and hacked into government data bases to re-establish his social security number and all the other dumb bits and bobs that he needed to establish his identity because Amity was an actual ghost town. Ghost to reality, ghost to real life. Ancients, Amity even had their own data network, which he couldn't access outside of Amity itself. This meant that Danny couldn't even call anyone. Ugh.
"I gotta find a place to live," he mumbled to himself. Danny, despite knowing that he needed to do things, did not move for another ten minutes.
Then, as his phone alarm went off, buzzing on the table. Like... Clockwork... Danny sat up straight and wiped all traces of wallowing self pity off his face. The people in the library- students- gave him solemn nods of solidarity. Danny nodded back and left the library.
He wandered around Fawcett City, somewhere Clockwork had recommended he stayed. With Clockwork, recommendations tended to be life-important (plot-important?) orders. Danny liked the place, really. It gave off the weird and settled "what-the-fuck,-Box-Ghost-did-you-have-to-destroy-the-mall?" vibes Amity constantly gave off after the ghosts started coming through. He thought he even saw a talking tiger! Awesome.
"Hey, are you new here?"
Danny looked down. His reflection stared back at him.
Did he have another kid? Did someone clone him again? Ancients curse you, Vlad!
"Uh- yeah."
"Oh. Do you need help getting around? I was born and raised here all my life, so I can totally do that!"
Oh thank the Ancients, this wasn't another Dani. Just a weirdly similar looking kid.
"You know I'm a stranger, right?"
"I don't think anyone helping Nanny Mae pick up her oranges would hurt kids," the kid said archly, but with a grin so like Dani, it made Danny miss his younger sister.
"Okay, you got me there. But still."
The kid sighed. "I know how to be safe, thanks. I'm Billy!"
"Danny. Nice to meet you."
"Okay, Danny, where you off to?"
"I'm actually trying to find a place that'll be cheap to rent." He's sixteen, but Danny could totally pass as eighteen. "I'm thinking about moving to Fawcett. It's nice here, with all the ambient magic and stuff."
This got him a wide-eyed look. "Do you use magic?"
"Something like that."
"Cool."
Danny took in the considering glint in Billy's eyes and decided that it was future!Danny's problem. Present!Danny was currently occupied with trying to stay off the streets. That giant bag of cash he'd accidently absconded with would be helpful and Danny felt kind of bad... but his growling stomach had chased that away quickly.
"This way!"
Danny shrugged his wavering morality off and followed the kid, shouldering his new and stolen duffle bag. If anything happened, he could just go ghost. It wouldn't be the weirdest thing that's happened in this city, Danny made sure to check.
"Have you been by the zoo?" Billy began to rattle off his favorite details about the Fawcett city zoo as he wove around the city.
Danny didn't think he'd actually have to go ghost.
"Not yet, actually. Is it true that there's a talking tiger there?"
"Yeah! Tawky Tawny! He's my friend!"
"Awesome."
Leonard Snart | The Flash | Not my gif | Requested
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Leonard Snart and Barry Allen | The Flash | Not my gif
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Barry Allen | DC Comics | Requested | Not my gif
Cisco Ramon watched as Barry tried to have a conversation with you. And he really means tried. He would mix up his words when trying to say something, would stare at you almost creepily when you were talking or laughed way to loudly even when something wasn’t that funny.
He watched as you said you had to go. You and Iris were meeting up for lunch and you didn’t want to be late. He rolled his eyes as Barry offered to take you, almost eagerly, to which you politely declined and said that someone will most likely need the Flash soon. Cisco shouted out a good bye as you left.
Cisco then turned to Barry and watched as he still looked at the cortex doorway even when you were out of sight. Barry looked away and his goofy smile fell when he realized Cisco was watching him. “I know, I know”, Barry said, sighing.
“Dude, when are you going to tell her?”, Cisco says exasperatedly. It wasn’t that Cisco didn’t like you, in fact you were like a sister to him. He was just getting tired of seeing Barry making wistful eyes at you all the time. “We’ve talked about this! Just tell her you’re in love with her!”
Barry shakes his head and runs a hand over his hair, “ Trust me, I’ve tried. But every time when i’m ready to tell her, we get interrupted. And if it’s not that, then it’s me.” He stares off into nothing and an enamored smile slowly creeps onto his face, “ She makes me nervous. She’s just... so amazing. When I look at her, I forget everything and everyone around us.”
Cisco purses his lips and pats Barry in the back, almost sympathetically. “You’ve got it real bad dude”, he says, then smiling, “ It’s a good thing you have me as your best friend. I am going to help you, but only because I am tired of seeing you following her around like a puppy and because I totally ship you two.”
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A/N: I was incredibly stuck on this one, I don’t know why. It wasn’t exactly how I imagined it but, it’ll do. I also feel like it’s super long. Let me know if it is.
i made this post in the Shazam Community earlier
And I decided to draw it lol
It was way past my bedtime when I did this so I didn’t draw the whole league, just pretend they’re there lol
Edit: Welp, thanks everyone, time to deep dive into how to write Billy Batson
Jurassic World
After seeing Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom I can definitively say that Owen and Star-lord are the same person. No regular human should have been able to do that. It’s like the The Flash and Superman had a baby.
A few words.
"It's been more than thirty years since the wolf and the winter cold." You can pretty much think that about Zack Snyder's career since he directed Lizzy Borden's "Love is a crime" music video. Indeed it has been a long way, but his career really jumped when "Dawn Of The Dead" (a Romero's remake) hit the screens back in 2004. That glorious movie, well paced, filled with frenetic zombies, has reached the precious cult-status over the following years. Well deserved. From then on, Snyder created some visually stunning movies, including the marvelous "Watchmen" (considered the "Citizen Kane" of comic movies). But his film making style is not only cinematic but a work of art. Just take a look at those beautiful scenes, almost perfect. He's a real artist. Fast forward to 2021, the year when the infamous "Zack Snyder's Justice League" finally sees the daylight, after an avalanche of criticism over the 2017 version, which was somehow finished by Joss Whedon. Zack left at post-production due to the loss of his daughter, Autumn. Even though he was supported by thousands of fans all over the world, and knowing it would affect his project, he decided to step down and grieve. As a father, trust me when I tell you I would have done the same thing. Family comes first. But he was betrayed by the very same company he had worked for many years. Not only that, his ideas were pitched to the competition, thus creating a "successful" two-part movie. What a shame. He stood strong, a hero, as the very same characters he tries to print in his films. ZSJL came triumphant. Damn, it's almost perfect. Forget box office, this flick is full of heart. The actors provide a significant difference. The very same EPILOGUE could be a standalone movie, just like that. The dialogue has a meaning, it's not superfluous. Joe Morton's message to his son, Vic Stone (played beautifully by Ray Fisher), makes you cry, 'cause in the end, I think Snyder wrote it with Autumn in mind. Even though the movie shows a fake world, with situations beyond a regular and simple day, provides lots of humanism, warm feelings. We are living cold times, people are exhausted, filled with fear, alienated from their families, alone. Snyder's slo-mo style gives a glimp of his way to see things: perhaps he's trying to ease our minds and show us for a split second beautiful imagery. We need to take the time to enjoy, to love, to breathe, to listen, to help, to cry, to ask for forgiveness, to forgive... to watch. Open your eyes, take this movie as an escape, but keep in mind it will take you far away, beyond everything. This movie is art. Plain and simple.
Thank you, Zack.
A heavyset Wally West Flash, commission for mysteriesofme!!!! Enjoy!!!
flash fandom i need ur help. im looking 4 three fics on ao3 rhat i cannot find anywhere. theyre all coldflash fics cus i have a problem
rhe first one was that one episode where barry gets the metal rod stabbed in his side, except this time snart is there and like takes him home and helps him get better n shit
second one is at like a club thing where barry has like body glitter and eyeliner on and snart cannot help himself. rhat one is like two chapters long i think
third one was where barry interrupts this heist thing that snart pulled intentionally to get barry there ans they were like.. feeling each other up n shit..
guys im begging u i need 2 find them again