#The Speedforce used to be the child of Space

[bet-on-me-13]

Why are there so many gods here?

SO! One day, the Eternal Trio decided to Check if they had ant past lives using Magic.

They already knew that Tucker was the Reincarnation of some Pharoah, so maybe they were also some historical figures in a last life.

It does not go as expected.

Danny finds out that he was the Ancient of Space, and the reason Clockwork was so invested in keeping him from being erased from Time is because he's his Brother apparently.

Sam finds out that she was the Embodiment of The Green, and Undergrowths attempt at Adopting her was some scheme to become the Parent of his used-to-be Queen while she was in Mortal Form, therefore overthrowing her.

Tucker finds out that Duulaman was just one in a long line of the Reincarnations of the Sun God Ra, and that he had been quite a few more historical figures in the Past.

They were surprised to figure this out, but then they got curious.

They tested the Spell out on Jazz, and found that she used to be an Amazonian Goddess, alongside Pandora.

They test it on Dash, and find that he used to be Hermes, God of Travel and Speed.

Ellie was an Embodiment of something called the Speed Force, who was also a child of Space before their rebirth, apparently.

They slowly realize that almost every person of note in Amity Park is the Reincarnation of some kind of God or Spirit. And none of them seem to realize that.

Why are there so many reborn Gods in this town?

...

Constantine is actually asking himself the EXACT same question at that very moment, after a botched teleportation spell landed him in Amity Park.

[spacedace]

Had a dc x dp brain worm, feel free to use as a prompt <3

Sidenote, I decided to get fancy with the Ancients titles because of course I did lol

Shifting Where = Space (Danny)

Eternal When = Time (Clockwork)

Ever Onward = Speedforce (Ellie)

---

Bruce watched the footage again.

And again.

Again.

It didn’t make sense.

A week ago every television, radio, computer, phone - even the LED billboards - had been taken over to deliver a message. Across the United States. In every territory it held. Every military base. Down in the depths of the oceans where American submarines tried to creep past Atlantian patrols. In the endless cold white of Antarctica. Even far above in the International Space Station. Any place the United States Government had control over, any place one of its citizens found themselves. There was the message.

The face of an entity, human in shape but not in form. Hair as gleaming white as starlight, eyes bright as the twisting dance of the Aurora Borealis, skin as cold and blue as the tail of a comet. The entity wore armor as black as the depths of space with a crown to match, the later glinting and shifting with the twisting birth and death of galaxies. A cloak of nebulae danced down his shoulders, eclipsing the world beyond the entity entirely.

He named himself, jaw tight, expression serious.

High King Phantom of the Infinite Realms.

The Shifting Where. Son of the Eternal When. Father of the Ever Onward. His Epitaphs many and ever growing. The True Balance. The Bridge Between. The Devourer of Dark. The Last Child of Between. The Great One.

King of the Dead. King of the Infinite Worlds. King of so much more than Bruce had ever even known was possible.

King who had declared war. Who marshaled his endless armies. Who spoke of warnings, of efforts to reach a peace, of trying again and again and again to find a way to not plunge into violence and bloodshed. All things living come to call him King in time, he had no want or need to go out and hurry that along. But there were no options left to him now. He had tried for peace. He had been denied.

He would not see his people suffer any longer. Would not see those he’d sworn to lead and protect imprisoned by fools who had sworn themselves enemies to all the afterlives. Would no longer permit the vicious cruelty to continue.

The message was a final warning.

A final offer.

Three days, Phantom said. The United States government would have three days to release their prisoners, to begin the process of dismantling the laws that made death itself an illegal act.

If they refused, he would lead his endless armies personally in the war to come.

It had not been an idle threat.

Three days after the message, after Bruce and the rest of the Justice League scrambled to try and figure out just what it was it was all about, after Justice League Dark’s members shakily took turns explaining just how powerful the being that had gave that message was and how much danger the world was in should he and his armies march upon their world, war came.

Of all places, it began in a town in Illinois.

The sky shattered like broken glass above, Lazarus Green beyond, and the Dead poured out.

It started in Illinois.

It did not end there.

Bruce watched the footage of it all, eyes burning as he watched every second of CCTV footage, every shaky phone camera video, every news broadcast.

Most of them looked human enough. Changed in death, but recognizably human once. A pair of glowing teenagers on a motorcycle, a writhing shadow twisting about at their command sweeping chaos upon the battlefield. A young woman dressed to perform with hair a literal flame, burning bright blue and snapping furiously as she played devastation upon her enemies with her guitar. A child with corpse gray skin and luminescent green hair, flickering in and out of Bruce’s ability to see as if fighting against a law of existence to be visible, screaming orders to a skeleton crew from his place on deck of a 1700s ship that sailed through the sky, disappearing into clouds before raining down attacks from above.

There was more. Glowing skeletons dressed in the fashions of war spanning every culture going back millennia. Robots with weapons far beyond the technology they had even in the League. Creatures of myth and legend. Things of nightmares.

Leading them all, as he had promised, was Phantom.

He looked younger, smaller. Just a boy, really, a gangly teenager that hadn’t quite finished growing into himself. One holding power beyond anything Bruce could ever imagine, but still just a child as far as he could see, no older than Tim who’d just graduated high school. Frantic research found Phantom appearing as far back as human history, but those sightings had to have been after his death. Bruce can’t help but wonder how young the boy had been when he died, how much of that youth still clung to him through all these eons.

It wasn’t something he’d let him self consider normally, not with something like this.

A dangerous unknown appearing without warning and attacking with unimaginable power and seemingly endless forces. It was something that would normally eclipse everything else. Something that would make Bruce put aside the ache at seeing a face so young twisted in rage.

But.

He watched all the footage.

Civilians were put in the crossfire. Were shot at and endangered. Were left terrified and scrambling for safety in buildings that were rapidly being torn away by stray artillery.

But never by Phantom or his armies.

The dead, in fact, went very far out of their way to ensure civilians weren’t harmed. Sweeping people up out of the way of falling debris. Shielding them from attacks that would have most certainly killed a normal human. Some dead even helped evacuate, ushering a frightened and panicked populous to safety as gently as they were capable of. Some of the less human creatures - giant bear-like beings with horns and fangs and ice edging their burly frames - even rushed forward to offer medical aid.

When the sky shattered open and the armies of the dead swept in, they ignored the town below. They focused instead on what was discovered later to be the base of a secretive government agency. The dead’s fight focused on those individuals in sharp white suits, bearing weapons capable of actually injuring King Phantom’s people.

It was these agents that brought the fight to the streets to Amity Park. That fired recklessly and without thought or care to the casualties they could inflict. That didn’t seem to care if they killed a hundred civilians if it meant hurting just one of Phantom’s soldiers.

Bruce watched all the footage.

And again.

Again.

Phantom had declared war.

Phantom spoke in his message of being out of options, of attempting peace. Phantom gave three days time for the release of captives. Phantom lead armies who fought viciously but never once willingly harmed civilians.

Phantom declared war, but he didn’t want it.

“Amanda Waller has reached out.”

Bruce didn’t turn his attention from the screens before him, eyes burning as he followed Phantom as the King dove away from the middle of locked combat to shield a child from a pulse of green energy from something like a grenade another agent in white had carelessly thrown. The child was crying but unharmed. The left pauldron of Phantom’s armor cracked and shattered from a direct shot from the enemy he’d just been fighting that he’d turned his back on, a glowing green liquid uncomfortably like Lazarus Water dripped down from a smoldering wound.

Clark stepped up to stand beside him as he watched, face worn and tired. The League had missed the first battle, but they’d been quick to appear at the rest. Phantom and his army ignored them unless they put themselves purposefully in the way of the fight. They were, as Justice League Dark had warned, vastly out powered by the entities fighting. A hulking giant knight made of shadow riding a nightmarish steed had driven Clark six feet down into the dirt when he’d attempted to make his way to Phantom directly to try and talk to the king.

The depth Clark had ended up felt like a warning of what would happen if he tried to get close to the king again.

It probably was.

“She said they have intel for us.” A faint twitch of fingers, jaw clenching, voice flat in that way that told Bruce his old friend was fighting back anger with everything he had. “That she has options for how to deal with the insurgence.”

Bruce shut off the monitors.

He’d seen enough.

Now was time to get answers to just what, exactly, Amanda Waller and the US government had done to cause the Dead to rise and rage.

---

Part Two Part Three Part Four

[purple-goo-writes]

My brain went to a weird place cause I was thinking about mythos and how various beings came into creation, such as Athena literally being born from thoughts and busting her way out of Zeus' head. And then I thought of how weird shit happens in DC comics, after all Superman used to be able to shot tiny supermen from his Hands!

And I was like well Ghost King!Ancient of Space! Danny would totally end up with a surprise child thanks to Superhero Comic antics...

AND MY BRAIN IMMEDIATELY WENT TO BART BEING DANNY'S KID THROUGH THE SPEEDFORCE AND FLASHPOINT ANTICS DUE TO HIM DECIDING TO TAKE A NAP WITHIN THE SPEEDFORCE.

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Okay prediction time.

Next issue (part four) Barry figures out a way to jam the speedforce frequency/makes a kill switch/makes a mcguffin device that'll turn the tides. Don passes the fuck out and doesn't reveal anything. Wally makes a plan of attack. The Fraction starts freaking the fuck out because they just lost their only energy source. They have a time limit now and need to capture another speedster. The entire family minus Irey and Don go out to fight the Fraction. The plan starts off really well and they are kicking ass but then it very quickly goes terribly wrong and everyone is captured.

Part five! It's all up to Irey! She's terrified but Don wakes up long enough to give her a pep talk! Irey is inspired by Don and she gets a new suit and a new name. Don potentially lets on to who he really is but Irey is a tiny child with no Flash lore so she doesn't pick up on it. Irey takes Jai with her and uses him as a (meta) human weapon of mass destruction. Irey (and a frozen Jai) pull through and save the day..... but they both get captured in the end. The Fraction realizes they can't fight against Barry's tech and cuts their losses. The Fraction uses Irey and Jai as a battery and retreat off to space with a ton of metahumans.

Part six! Wally and Linda are fucking devastated that Irey and Jai have been kidnapped! Don has recovered and reveals who he is! Don reveals that his sister is alive and is on the Fraction's homeworld! Don gives them enough intel to make a plan. Barry, revitalized by this information and desperate to keep the last living part(s) of Iris alive, forms a plan! They all get aboard Mr. Terrific's spaceship and head off to fight the Fraction on their home terf. (They use themselves as batteries. A shit ton of speedsters makes for a fast ship)

Part seven! The Empress is getting married to the General. The speedsters enact their plan! They use the chaos of the royal wedding to their advantage. Dawn is in the throne. Don saves his sister and does some badass tornado moves. Iris is revealed to be the Empress. Wally and Linda get their kids back. Bart and Ace start stealing speed harnesses and putting them on the captured metahumans for backup. Jay, Max and Jesse start a rebellion amongst the people. Barry gets his ass kicked by the General but Iris breaks free from the mind control and saves Barry's life. The planet is freed. All the speedsters that were stolen and used as batteries are released. The planet is now Flash planet.

The End!

[coldinpants]

My headcanons about the child of the Coldflash

Part 1/? (English version)

- They didn't take a kid from an orphanage or off the street like a stray puppy (because that's too boring aha). What if instead SPEEDFORCE JUST GIFTED THEM A BABY ABOUT EARLY FIVE YEARS OLD AND WAS LIKE, "RAISE HIM, YOU'RE FATHERS NOW, GOOD LUCK!!!"

- Barry and Len received no further instructions, only a boy who had facial features similar to both of them, but had Len's blue eyes and Barry's unruly brown hair

- The boy was named Michael (yes, I love Prison Break)

- Team Flash and the Rogue agreed that the situation was ridiculous, but they liked Michael so much that they quickly forgot about it and started cooing to him

- Michael was the reason Joe was able to finally accept Barry's relationship with Snart. West even shook Len's hand and gave him some parenting advice

- Iris and Lisa argued over who would be the coolest aunt, but they never got the chance to explain to Michael that he should pick one of them. They eventually resigned themselves to a tie because Michael cried

- Mick taught Michael some bad words so he could stand up to bullies on the street. Barry and Len weren't impressed, but Mick was very proud of his "tough guy" attitude

- Cisco made Michael so many toys that Barry had to have a talk with him about it because there was literally no space left in their house to store them in

- Caitlin is always "treating" Michael's teddy bear when he gets "bear fever"

- Michael loves playing chess with Gideon and affectionately calls her "robo-sister"

- Michael didn't have any superpowers, but he was obviously too smart for his age and knew too much to be human (which is not surprising, since he's basically a demigod)

- Barry and Len decide to raise Michael like a normal kid, despite the fact that his parents are a superhero and a criminal mastermind (and also a divine force calling itself Speedforce)

- Leonard reads Michael a bedtime story and Barry sings lullabies

- Michael cried for a long time when they started teasing him at school for saying his dad was the Flash. Barry was ready to reveal his second identity to the world and Leonard literally wanted to go fight with the kids, but both eventually came to a more logical solution.They moved Michael to another school and explained to him why he needed to keep his dads second lives a secret

- Leonard and Michael often fall asleep on the couch together while watching cartoons. Barry thinks it's so cute, he's already taken a million pictures on his phone

- Barry and Michael often dance together to songs from old musicals and it's Len's time to take pictures

- Michael complains to everyone around him that "his dads kiss too much" and is surprised when he gets laughter and smiles instead of sympathy

- One day Michael asks Barry and Len why they aren't married like the other parents. They end up playing the wedding in the kitchen, using dried fruit instead of wedding rings. A week later, Len buys real rings

[mageofcole]

(ONE SHOT) I’ll try to explain the infinite  DC COMICS

A03

In another world, The Flash dies a hero, saving the world. He sacrifices himself so that others may live, and he’s remembered as a figure larger than life; everyone mourns The Flash as a saint, a paragon of justice and kindness, but no one remembers Barry. No one remembers the mild and gentle forensic scientist who was at the core of who the Scarlet Speedster was. No one but the man he raised, and the man who had loved him.

In another world, The Flash dies at the hands of Professor Zoom. He dies, and his wife is dragged through time, never to see her friends and family again. He dies as he’s dragged into the Speedforce, and he becomes just another speedster trapped outside of time and space as the world goes on without him. In this world, no one knows that the Flash that follows him is a different hero entirely, they don’t know that the child their hero had raised and trained would have to grow up too fast after the loss of another set of parents. In this world, people mourn Barry Allen, the good, kind man with a heart of gold who died in a tragic accident alongside his wife.

In both these worlds, Hal hadn’t known he’d loved his best friend, or maybe he had known but had never worked up the courage to admit it until he was looking down at that plain tombstone and he realized he’d never have the chance. In both these worlds, Hal keeps losing, and losing, and  losing  until he has nothing left, and yet people still ask for  more  . In the end, he stands with nothing but hate and fear in his heart and a burning desire to make it  right again. In both these worlds, Hal buries his best friend and loses half of himself at the same time. In both these worlds, Hal loses until he breaks, and he breaks others in return. He doesn’t die a saint, he doesn’t die a hero; instead Hal becomes the villain, and dies knowing he had destroyed any and all of his morals.

But  this isn’t those worlds.

Here, when Professor Zoom appears, he targets Iris first. Here, he doesn’t drag her into the Speedforce, or into the future. Instead, he leaves the body of the fiery, gentle reporter where Barry can find it, bloodied and fully recognizable as the lovely woman Iris West Allen used to be. Here, Hal comes to the small house in Central, following the distress beacon his best friend had activated, to find Barry cradling his wife’s body, looking blank and numb, blood splattered across the room like some sort of morbid piece of art, and another body only identifiable by the yellow costume left slumped in the corner. He stands beside Barry as the truth comes out, stands beside Barry in the face of Superman’s disappointment and the loss of Batman’s friendship.

In this world, Barry kills Zoom first. In this world, Barry puts the costume away and steps down from the Justice League to make way for a younger generation. In this world, Wally becomes the Flash, but he still has a mentor to turn to when he needs help. Here, Hal refuses to be pushed away and stays beside Barry, and the reveal of his feelings comes naturally as they come together in more than one way. Here, it’s Barry who confesses first, who puts what they are into words and asks for more.

In this world, there’s someone to put him back together when Hal breaks. He has something to keep himself partially grounded when Coast City is reduced to rubble, something to help him lessen the weight on his shoulder and push away the demands placed unfairly on him. Here, he has a reason not to give in fully to the whispers in his ears, the desire for revenge, and the fear in his heart.

He still has a family to return to, so when the young Torchbearer comes to him, to ask him to let go of his fear, Hal takes his hand. He lets Kyle talk him down from the extremes, returns the rings he stole, and lets go of the illusion he’s built, because Kyle reminds him of what he still has, what he can still hold onto.

This time, when Hal dies, he has someone to mourn him, and when he returns, he has someone to welcome him. It’s not perfect, Hal still has a voice in his head, urging him to go further and further, to do more and more damage, but he also has arms to hold him back, and a warm, loving voice to talk him down.

He still has hopeful, wonderful Barry, who, in another world, would have just been a cold statue and a modest grave. He still has his children, who, in that other time, would have never existed. He has things to fight for, people to return to. Reasons to hide his bloodied hands so that he can protect them.

When he lands in the private backyard of the house he lives in with Barry and their family, he always lets the form of The Spectre melt away. He lets go of justice and retribution, lets go of wrath and redemption, to let himself be Hal again. He embraces life again, as gray melts away to tan, and green dissolves to the ever-familiar warmth of his father’s old jacket, and Hal choses  this  to anything Parallax or The Spectre can offer him.

“Papa!” A young voice shouts in excitement, and it’s only years of working with Barry that gives Hal enough time to brace himself for the super-speed missile that collides with his stomach. Nora Jordan-Allen beams up at him, all chubby cheeks and childish innocence. She’s always happy to see him, doesn’t understand what Hal had become, and loves him regardless of everything.

Hal laughs, scooping his daughter into his arms, kissing wind-swept brown hair as the four year old wraps her thin arms around his neck and kisses his cheek, “Hey there, roadrunner.” He rumbles, feeling that jumbled, hateful part of himself smooth out into something less painful. “Shouldn’t you be in bed, little lady?”

Nora pouts, and Hal can never keep up the mask of parental disappointment in the face of the big blue eyes she’s inherited from Barry, “Was waitin’ for you.” She whines, pressing her face into his neck.

Huffing fondly, Hal hefts the kid up just a little higher, resting her on his hip as he makes his way up the porch and into the house. It’s quiet, like it usually is this late in the day, when Jason and Jenny have been put down to sleep, and the sun is only a stretch of orange light streaming in through the windows as it sets and the moon takes its place in the sky. It’s peaceful, and it muffles the unending pounding of fear in his chest because Hal knows he’s safe here, in the little pocket of the world he and Barry had created for themselves. There’s memories in every corner, love in the walls, and the shadows don’t hold nightmares here.

They bought this place together, back when they’d learned that their family would be growing. Hal’s apartment in Coast City had been home for a long time, and Barry had made it warmer when he’d moved in, but it had been too small for the addition of a baby. Blue Valley had been a change from the coastal cities and beaches Hal was used to, a small, quiet midwestern town that suits them both just fine. It’s not like the big cities they’re both used to, and that helps.

It’s a new start, and Hal will always be grateful that Barry and Nora had been here instead of Coast City when it had been reduced to rubble. They’d been safe, in the little life they had been building, away from the dangers of their lives. He’s glad his enemies hadn’t known about them.

Nora whines a little when Hal puts her to bed, pouts, but he passes her her Green Lantern bear and kisses her on the forehead as he tucks her in. He knows the grumpiness is an act by the heaviness of her eyes, by how quickly she falls asleep, and for a long moment, Hal just stands there and stares. He watches her breathe, snuggled up under her covers as she clings to the bear Kyle had bought her as a gag but she had loved anyways. She’s alive, and healthy, and so many things all at once that it makes Hal feel weak in the knees.

A weakness, a part of him whispers,  something for others to exploit until you’re ruined again. Hal would burn the world to protect his family, would destroy everything to keep them safe and happy. If anyone tried to use them against him, they wouldn’t live long enough to touch a hair on their heads because Hal would make them  burn.

Gently, almost afraid that he’s taint her, Hal reaches forward to gently brush her hair away from her face, tucking the brown strands behind her ear to hopefully save it from getting chewed or drooled on, and he just sort of stands there, fingers barely brushing the shell of her ear. If they’d been in Coast City - Hal doesn’t know if even Barry would have been able to get them out on time, and it would have been  his fault, because Mongul had chosen Coast City to send a message, knowing the Green Lantern that lived there, one of the Justice League’s heaviest hitters hadn’t been planetside.

The city has since been rebuilt, and survivors had returned, but Hal hadn’t been able to bring himself to go back.  This is his home now; the small home he and Barry had bought together with the fenced-in backyard that might be a little on the small side, but private enough for Nora, and now Jenny and Jason, to play in without anyone seeing them use their powers. They decorated it together, filled it with photos of their families and enough love that Hal’s dreams are peaceful.

A peaceful enough life, a happy family, a nice house - things Hal never would have imagined for himself, but something he has regardless. He’s a bartender now, nothing like the pilot he had once dreamed of being, and there’s no adrenaline to chase, but he’s happy. He still flies, as Spectre, and he keeps his license, because someday he wants to take his kids up into the air and give them that piece of himself and his life. The sky is still a part of him, it’s in his blood, but maybe he can understand now, why his father had tried to tell him that there was more to life than just the thrill.

“How did it go?” The gentle voice in the doorway pulls Hal from his thoughts, pulls his eyes from Nora’s sleeping face, to see Barry in the doorway. His blue eyes are soft, arms crossed over his chest, and he’s leaning against the doorframe, a gentle smile on his face.

“Well.” Hal murmurs, stepping back from Nora with one last loving look. Barry opens his arms for him as Hal approaches, letting the other man slump into his arms and bury his head in his shoulder. “I missed you.” He says. It’s hard, keeping track of time in the world between life and death, and sometimes Hal finds himself away for far longer than he thought he had been, or not as long as he had believed. It’s hard to tell which until he’s back and can look at the date.

“Missed you too, glitter-glow.” Barry’s smooth midwestern drawl washes over him, taking with it the lingering tension still in his shoulders, and Hal wraps his arms around the speedster’s waist.

This is home, Hal knows.

(In most worlds, The Flash dies a hero and Green Lantern loses everything. But in this world, Barry Allen lives, and this saves Hal Jordan.)

[cheryls-blossomed]

How would you want iris singh and kamila escaping the mirroverse if you writing for the show? Thanks 😊 😊

Hey, nonnie, thank you for sending me this ask!

If I were writing for The Flash, I would craft the conclusion of the Mirror Arc as follows. We learn that Iris has vanished into another dimension in the Mirrorverse wherein she is unable to find anyway to escape, but she comes across both Francine and Nora. I’d basically use this opportunity to give Iris her own mini Runaway Dinosaur-type arc and to give her closure with Francine. I’d also give her the opportunity to meet 2049 Iris, who has been left behind not only by her own child, but also due to the nature of time travel... she never got any kind of closure in her timeline, and even though she is not our Iris, she deserves closure as well. So I would have Iris proactively mend 2049 Iris and Nora’s relationship, finally giving 2049 Iris some peace. It’d also give Iris closure with Nora and a real chance to grieve her daughter. Also, just the idea of three generations of West women sharing screen space warms my heart immensely. I really want an arc of introspection and catharsis for Iris. Obviously, it’s going to be very painful for Iris to have to meet her mother and daughter, whom she had lost, but I also think this is such a huge change for Iris to heal from the scars that the lack of closure has left her with. The Mirrorverse, in a way, is Iris’s speedforce. The speedforce runs deep in Barry’s veins, a manifestation of his own heroism; similarly, now, the Mirrorverse is a part of Iris in more ways than one. But why haven’t Kamilla and Singh been affected the same way Iris has by this world? I’d frame is as the Mirrorverse choosing Iris, in a way. 

Anyways, so Kamilla’s next step after the season 6 finale would be to go to the Central City Hospital. The narrative made it a point to not only have Iris tell Kamilla that she located Singh, but to also have Iris tell Kamilla exactly where Singh was before she vanished. Thus, Kamilla finds Singh at the hospital, and they begin searching for Iris, but to no avail. They also been actively looking for ways to escape the Mirrorverse, but this proves extremely difficult.

Meanwhile, Cisco returns from Atlantis with information which he believes will be vital to freeing Iris, Kamilla, and Singh. Barry and Cisco use this to penetrate the Mirror World and communicate with Kamilla and Singh, both of whom guide Barry and Cisco to where they are. Kamilla informs Barry and Cisco that Iris completely vanished; Barry is absolutely distraught, and he stumbles upon the video message Iris left him, which further devastates him. Cisco ponders if there are dimensions within dimensions, as there usually are, and he, of course, knows that all too well, and they use whatever tech or whatever is Cisco is bringing back from Atlantis, to further penetrate the Mirror World, despite the risks of potentially being trapped forever. Barry is able to reach Iris not physically, but on a telepathic level. A meeting of the minds, if you will, but she is obviously trapped somewhere he cannot follow. At which point Barry draws upon their emotional connection to save Iris, acting as her lightning rod in this moment. 

I’m not a story-teller, by any stretch, so basically this is a relatively rudimentary skeleton of the narrative that I would like to see. I also would really like to see Kamilla and Singh, and Iris, wherever she is, proactively searching for each other and then guiding Barry and Cisco to where they are. 

[skylarmoon71]

Savitar x Reader- Chapter 4

"Dude she's the first friend you made. Stop being a grouch and go to the movie. "

"I refuse." Barry smiled. Despite the reluctance Savitar was showing, he obviously thought about it. He was also glad for the perfectly human way he was reacting. Sometimes they forgot that. He wasn't just a cold killer. He was human. One that just made far too many mistakes. 

But that didn't mean it was too late to change. Savitar still wasn't aware that Barry knew about his little act a few days ago. Talk spread around town of the incident, all praising the Flash. He knew for a fact that it wasn't him who moved that child out of the way. So it had to have been him.

There was still light in his heart. Even if he made it his mission to deny it.

"Maybe you should give it a try, you might actually like it." Iris chipped in.

Savitar raised his head.

"Fine."

"Hey how come you agree when she asks once!" Cisco complained.

Iris smiled, leaning into Barry's shoulder. "I'm just that good." she boasted. Harry just rolled his eyes.

You were on the other hand getting everything ready. You fluffed the pillows, taking a seat at the back. You saved a spot for him. You really were hoping he showed up. You weren't sure why you even invited him. Usually you weren't so forward, especially with guys. 

But something about him felt so....sad. The look in his eyes was filled with a trauma you weren't aware of. All you wanted to do was help. He saved your life after all. If he really didn't care, he could have just ignored it. But he intervened. And that meant something to you. When the lights started to dim your head lowered. 

"I guess he's not coming after all." You sort of expected it. But still, there was nothing wrong with hoping.

"Can I sit here." your head raised up so quickly you almost got whiplash."

"You came!" your cheer was a little louder than expected, because the audience turned around shushing you.

"Sorry." you patted the space at your side, and Bart took a seat, avoiding eye contact with everyone around. You studied him, from the top of his black cap, to the bottom of his dark jeans.

"You know it's dark, you can take off the cap." you whispered.

"I prefer to keep it on." you nodded. That scar was a touchy subject, so you steered clear. You were just glad he showed up. It wouldn't do any good if he left because you were being nosy.

"What are we watching?" He didn't sound that interested.

"It's called the fifth wave, have you seen it. " He shifted in his seat. "No I haven't. I told you I hate movies."

"Come on that's probably not true. Movies are the essence of our lives. "

"The Speedforce is the only essence I need."

"Speed Force?"

"Nevermind."

Even though he was curt with all his response, at least he was opening up, just a little.

"I think you'll like this movie." you read the description, and you watched the trailer. So you knew it would at least gain some of his attention.

~~~

The movie progressed, and though you were the one to suggest the show, you were observing Bart's reactions rather than watching it. At certain parts you saw his eyes somewhat glued to the screen. When the credits were rolling, he was in a hurry to leave. You supposed he didn't want others seeing him when the light turned on and staring. You followed behind briskly, opening the door for him. He just stepped out, and you walked in step with him.

"So, come on you can't tell me you didn't like that."

"It's fiction."

"I mean yeah of course. I'd like to think aliens aren't coming in waves to kill us."

"That's why I hate movies. The plot was unrealistic. Even after she found out what he was she still loved him. Situations like that, they don't happen in real life. " Was he speaking from experience? It sounded like it.

"I don't know about that. Sometimes the monster isn't really a monster. Sometimes they're just misunderstood." His stride shortened after you made that statement. He slowed a little so you weren't fighting to catch up.

"Sometimes they just need a friend." And that's what you were going to be.

[cfroyharper]

I would absolutely love to get some new threads going for some of my kids so please COMMENT HERE with who you would like a starter with & which character of yours: roy harper, dick grayson, itsuaki akihiro, adrianne rayner, tobias osborn allan, apollo west, nadir dane summers, thomas curry II, t’charra, uriah fries, eli rasputin, elana dent, natasha romanoff, coralie beaubier jinadu, or ronen haller

Info on each below the cut:

roy harper - fc: domhnall gleeson, 45, he/him, archer, weapon specialist

archer, formerly speedy, formerly red arrow, former addict, now arsenal & archery instructor, giant dork, dresses like he’s camping 24/7, full of quips and sarcastic jokes, tinkerer, creates weapons, whatever gadgets come to mind, ‘rockabilly genius’, loving father godfather and uncle, engaged to jason todd

dick grayson - fc: adam rodriguez, 45, he/him, acrobat, expert hand to hand combat, highly skilled detective

acrobat, the first Robin, ‘boy wonder’, former circus kid turned billionaire’s first son, now nightwing & gymnastics teacher , high rises, daring jumps, overdramatic, very openly a giant dork, big heart, loves his family, too much trauma, genius level intellect, fashion disaster, adores his family, would die for his children

itsuaki akihiro - fc: ryan potter, 22, he/him, son of Daken Akihiro, bone adamantium claws, accelerated healing, pheromone control/manipulation

not quite a villain but not a hero either, traveled with his father until he was 15, never knew his mother, more shadows than light, more friends than he realises, expert fighter, skeptical and cynical, loves soft things more than he cares to admit, hot drinks and nights in, has more aunts and uncles than he can count

adrianne rayner - fc: cierra ramirez, 19, she/her, daughter of Kyle Rayner and Soranik Natu (biological), green lantern ring

green lantern, space baby, part alien, yellow eyes & pointed ears, grew up on Oa, trained and skilled fighter, ray of sunshine, loves exploring, travelling, optimistic to a fault, serious mother issues, artist, paints and watercolour, always has a sketchbook in her bag, wild imagination but wildly innocent, a little naive, loves learning but hates school

tobias osborn allan - fc: francisco lachowski, 23, he/him, son of Liz Allan and Harry Osborn (biological), goblin serum enhanced

normal kid turned rich, enhanced with advanced goblin serum, former party boy, law student, avid studier, loves music written by his boyfriend, gym addict, genius level intellect for business and law, loves exploring, learning, experiencing as much as possible, reading, studying, lazy afternoons in parks with books and snacks, huge hopeless romantic, way too charming for his own good, knows he’s hot and he’s not sorry about it

apollo west - fc: cameron monaghan, 26, he/him, son of Wally West (biological) and Artemis Crock (adoptive), conduit of the speedforce

speedster, twin, police officer, kid flash, future flash, terrified of death, terrified of failure, full of energy, desperate to be a hero, runs and runs and runs, being outdoors, visiting city upon city in a day, loves going home to central city or keystone, adores his family

nadir ezra dane summers - fc: avan jogia, he/him, 22, son of lorna dane & alex summers (biological), light manipulation

mutant, twin, full of light literally, childhood trauma, quite days in, movies and books, more for observation than talking, small groups over large crowds, psychology student, late nights and bad sleep, old books, music blaring through headphones, mutant rallies, suppressed memories

thomas curry II - fc: keahu kahuanui, 27, he/him, son of arthur curry & mera (biological), aquatic telepathy, superhuman enhancements, hydrokenisis

part atlantean, eldest living son, heir to the throne, honour and duty, determined to bring land and sea together, currently aqualad, future aquaman & king of atlantis, travelling, learning, growing, genius intellect, determined to learn as much as possible about both of his worlds, will always love the sea the most, swimming, beach days, big waves, road trips

t’charra - fc: chris o’neal, 20, he/him, son of t’charra & nakia (bioligical)

party boy, disaster, reckless, late nights, strong drinks, VIP, tech nerd, science geek, future head of science and information exchange in wakanda, youngest prince, father issues, self-destructive, hangovers, sunglasses, nightowl, too smart for his own good but no where near clever enough, one night stands, long days in labs

uriah fries - fc: jordan fisher, 27, he/him/they/them, son of nora & victor fries (biological), weaponry & combat, freeze technology

future doctor, mob connections, shades of grey, long days and double shifts, raised by the rogues, so much coffee, ballet dancer, long practices & pointe shoes, hopeless romantic, falls hard and fast, affinity for the cold, never quite a villain, dramatic gestures, mask of charm & suave

eli rasputin - fc: james reid, 24, he/him, son of illyana rasputin (adoptive), mario falcone (biological, unaware), wind manipulation

v soft, mutant, filled with hope, giant bookworm, loves his cat more than he loves most people, english lit ta, huge nerd; named his cat matilda after the character, you can find him in the library most of the time, loves his baby brother more than anything, always has a book in his hands or in his bag, will always use his powers for fun before fighting

elana dent - fc: nathalie emmanuel, 24, she/her, daughter of harvey dent (adoptive), highly skilled thief & advanced combat

all sharp smirks and charm, does absolutely everything with reckless abandon, loves a challenge - just to prove you wrong, mask of manipulation, huge abandonment issues, constantly channeling her inner selina kyle, master thief in training, entirely dedicated to her big brother ; terrified of losing him, late nights full of adventure, great wall of china built high around her heart

natasha romanoff - fc: jamie chung, appears 30 (biologically 90), she/her, black widow, highly skilled spy & ballet teacher

espionage, extreme ballet routines, tough but fair, pointe shoes & messy buns, oversizes sweaters probably stolen from Clint, highly protective of all of the avengers kids, still in mourning for her own baby, will do anything for family, highly perceptive, giant dork, probably knows more pop culture references than you, always good for a hug

coralie beaubier-jinadu - fc: alisha wainwright, 26, they/them, child of jean paul beaubier & kyle jinadu (adoptive), winged flight & empathic healing

glowing marks on their skin, brown wings (think maleficent style), highly empathic, loves children, midwifery is their calling, broken hearted high school sweetheart situation, crazy hair, big smiles, protective big sibling complex, will always put you before themselves, photography nut, loves to fly as often as possible, endless optimism even in the face of the worst

ronen haller - fc: suraj sharma, 20, he/him, child of david haller & jonathan starsmore (adoptive), gabriel summers (biological, unknown), energy manipulation

explosive & emotional, naive to a fault, reckless & ready to dive into anything, looking for the next learning curve, ridiculously attached to his dad, hates enclosed spaces, cold rooms & examination tables make up most of his childhood, constantly fighting for control of his powers, deep purple energy, late nights and early mornings, aspires to make his fathers proud one day, socially awkward pretty much always

noah rogers - fc: toni mahfud, 28, he/him, son of Steve Rogers (adoptive), enhanced vision, skilled assassin

raised by the league of assassins until 14, arrogant and cocky to no end, cool calm and collected, very guarded, not a good guy, charming to a fault, will manipulate you for his own ends, widowed father to an 18 month old son, do not touch his child, freelance assassin graphic designer, trusts very few people but will use anyone he can to get what he needs

[valeriemperez]

what if the suit is the one w/ the speedforce and not the person inside it,i mean is a relly big suit and maybe, maybe is from the future just the suit not the "speedster"

So Savitar isn’t really a metahuman, he’s faking it with the suit? Why not! I buy it.

Savitar could be a time renement of Barry...His main reason for hating Barry is that he feels Barry denied him what was truly his. Could be a Barry that got trapped in the speedforce for thousand of years and came out really twisted. The whole him calling KF "my child" is throwing me off. I don't see any version of Barry calling her that.

Yeah, I believe the time remnant option minus the final scene. That one didn’t say Barry to me. It’s always possible Savitar fakes Barry out and makes him think he is the bad guy before a “final” reveal.

The thing is CG never officially confirmed anything in regards to Barry being Savitar. His tweet is vague enough it could be interpreted different ways. Nor did he do anymore wink-wink hints at Barry being Savitar since then. His tweet which said "Barry wants Iris dead" could mean Barry accepts Iris has to die in order to live. He could intentionally be screwing us over by denying the context of what he knows...which by the way is quite limited int he scheme of things.

Hell, he could’ve been talking about 3.19, since future Barry kept saying Iris would die and there was no way around it.

I don't know if anyone has pointed this out before, but something to go with the theory of Barry being Savitar... In one episode, Savitar mentioned something Reverb told Cisco. Barry was the only other person there when Reverb said it.

I definitely noticed that. If it’s not Barry, then the answer is that the speedforce allowed Sav to see everything that was going on through time and space and other dimensions while he was trapped in it.

After tonight, I could see it being Ronnie too. My issue though is that it would, in my opinion, be rather anti-climactic. Like it makes sense, but it's not all that deep or impactful for me. (Then again, I also just kinda feel like they missed their shot by not revealing it tonight, regardless of who he is.) Most of the characters didn't even really know him. It could just be someone Barry pissed off, but they've built it up to seem like much more personal than just a vendetta against Barry.

I totally agree that it won’t have any impact. Savitar should’ve been revealed 16 at the earliest and 18 at the latest, honestly.

Considering how remember how gleefully and blatant c@nadagraphs was about Laurel being dead I find it hard to believe he wouldn't be more obvious with Barry being Savitar. Regardless of what the truth is we know with the finale spoilers the love between Iris and Barry remains strong. I personally find it hard to believe Iris would continue to love Barry if he is the person who kills her. If it is Barry (and that's a big IF) it must be a Barry beyond recognition.

Yes to everything you said. Iris and Barry stay strong throughout and Barry is obviously not crushed by the reveal, so I think we’re fine.