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nopes-and-dreams · 6 months
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“Garrick, you’re going to flatter yourself right onto the couch.”
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stcoyotell · 28 days
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commission from @alexanderkirk her account is shadow banned so that I post them for her.
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alexpdcl · 1 year
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panel redrawn from this:
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also the lines version cause I liked it more LMAO (it’s there for anyone who feel like colouring it too xd )
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roboticnebula · 6 months
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Trick or treat!
You get a… trick?
This is a snippet from a fic concept I’m exploring but still hesitant to actually write! It started out as a silly ‘Barry and Jay are in a passive-aggressive argument and Alan and Hal do not understand how is it the speedsters are fighting instead of them’. And then it got... sad.
Background AlanJay and Halbarry.
Jay is aware he and Barry are arguing over two barely distinguishable shades of beige paint for the guest room, but their fight isn’t really about the paint color anyways. Alan and Hal made themselves scarce a few hours ago, the moment Jay commented he didn’t want his guest room to be the same shade as Barry’s sweater vests, and Barry immediately retorted it was a good thing Jay wouldn’t actually be the one sleeping in the room then.
This was after a long debate over paint swatches, where both Alan and Hal’s inputs that the room should have a nice non-beige color, had gone entirely unheard. The lanterns had realized they were standing in the blast zone and been unwilling to risk becoming collateral damage. Jay is glad to see that after all these long years with them, the GLs are finally starting to be smart about the whole fearless thing.  
It’s a good thing they left when they did too, because paint started flying quickly after. The walls of the guest room are absolutely atrocious right now, randomly sploshed with paint and primer, a whole gallon wasted and spilled all over the floor, but Barry and Jay have retreated to the kitchen to wash up and calm down. Jay is leaning against the counter, waiting for the water to boil for his tea. He’s got paint in his hair, but hasn’t bothered to try and get it off, only rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. Barry is very quiet as he scrubs his arms and forehead free of the paint, his annoyance is palpable in the air, and Jay doesn’t know why he’s so irritated when he insisted on helping out with repainting the room.
Barry won’t leave him alone these days, it’s annoying.
“Did you go get that extra gallon from the garage, yet?” Jay asks him, gruffly.
Something flashes in Barry’s eyes: sad, scared, quickly buried, and Jay realises it’s not the first time he’s asked.
“Yes,” says Barry.
For the first time all day, his tone is light and neutral, instead of passive aggressive, and the patience behind it annoys Jay even more, a flush of rage crawling up his throat. The phone is deadly quiet on the countertop between them, and Jay vacillates between grateful and irritated that Barry is handling him with kid gloves.
They both know what diagnostic is coming: it’s why Jay hasn’t actually kicked Barry out of his house yet, even if he’s still mad at him for confronting him about this and convincing him to go get tested. Jay didn’t want to be alone when he got the call. Jay didn’t want to get the call at all, doesn’t want to have to break the news to Alan and have Barry, Wally, Bart and the others worry. He wants to stay in denial, wants more time. At 90, Jay hasn’t been bitter about slowing down until this very moment: when it gives his own damned mind the chance to fall apart at the seams.
Barry is saying something about the quality of the wall primer when he’s interrupted by the shrill ringtone of the phone. They both fall quiet and stare at it, their fight entirely forgotten. Barry practically falls in the seat in front of Jay, but doesn’t press: they’re both stretching the seconds of this moment, remain on the cusp of change before it becomes irreversible.    
Jay’s first instinct is to run the phone to the Atlantic Ocean and chuck it, but he focuses on Barry and catches his own reflection in the oven door behind him. They both look ridiculous, the first two Flashes, covered in paint, and childishly arguing. He laughs, slightly hysterical, but also absolutely delighted. He looks at Barry and thinks: this man is my legacy, I would not choose any other and it gives him the courage he needs. He stays standing up, picks up the phone and places it down on speaker between them.
“Mr. Garrick, this is Dr. Brady. I have your test results in front of me and I’m sorry but I have some bad news.”
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The idea would be to explore speedster physiology as they age/effects of the speed force long term/what that healing factor can handle, but also how chosen family can rally around you when you’re dealing with something like Alzheimer.
Apart from some stray notes and drafts, this snippet is all I have to show for it for now.
Thank you for the ask, I hope you enjoyed! Happy Halloween!
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soranatus · 1 year
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Alan & Jay in John Watson’s JSA art
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kakakfk · 2 months
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这是我朋友@Alexander-ncc1701 的约稿,他以前的账号@alexanderkirk 已经不能使用,非常遗憾由我代发
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bi4bihankking · 1 year
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jayalan + calm
After the All-Star Squadron Issue where Hank's Dad makes Alan think he committed a mass murder oopsie, Alan just lay on top of Jay for hours, his face buried in Jay's neck as Jay rubbed a hand up and down his back. Neither of them said anything, just soaked in the comfort of each other's company.
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slaapkat · 1 year
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alanjay for the ship meme!!
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anyways
Don’t Ship It
1. Why don’t you ship it?
-no chemistry. zero. none. sure they make good friends but imo at their cores jay's a doormat and alan's an asshole. jay's a people-pleaser and very morally upstanding and alan's routinely blowing up. shades of grey vs black&white. just can't see it. also jay's straight SO STRAIGHT THE STRAIGHTEST MAN ALIVE and happily married and alan's gay so <3
god also given The Shade (1997) #3 and the way jay posits that todd rice/obsidian is maybe "born bad" at one point in JSA 1999 hmmmm i have opinions about his opinions <3
2. What would have made you like it?
-nothing <3
3. Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?
-also no <3 they make good/decent friends at MOST. jay did allow alan to live in his guest room for a good while i won't fault him for that but alan's way too. alan for a long term relation of any kind. facts.
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jsayyyye · 2 years
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AlanJay, 7
Jay had made his way through nearly every member of the JSA and their spouses. As such it shouldn't have surprised Alan when one of his oldest friends approached with an overdramatic bow. 
"May I have this dance Mr. Scott?" A smug but kind smile pulled on Jay's age worn face. His red and yellow tie hung awkwardly at his low angle. 
Alan's blue eyes raked over Jay. The founding members of the JSA were all theatrical, they had to be in a way. Still Alan was content to stand against the exposed brick wall and watch his friends enjoy the charity dinner. He wasn't much of a dancer and certainly never in public. 
And yet Jay was still bent over, statue still in front of him. 
"How long do you plan on staying like that Jay?" Alan smirked softly. 
"Until you say yes." 
"You're going to get sore." Alan looked over Jay's extended hand. He couldn't help but wonder how long he'd actually stay like this. Still there was something about Jay that when he asked you to do something with him, you wanted to say yes. 
"That's entirely on you." Jay was all but grinning now. 
At last, Alan took his hand. Jay's skin was soft with age, calluses covered by fresh skin. Alan's fingers were thicker than Jay's, and certainly rougher. 
Jay pulled Alan in close, fingers intertwined hand on his waist. 
"Let's dance." 
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whorlogogo · 2 years
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How long do I have to wait for the new Flash & Green Lantern series?
Please, DC…
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nopes-and-dreams · 7 months
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This would include content for Hal Jordan/Barry Allen, Alan Scott/Jay Garrick, Wally West/Kyle Rayner, and potentially other rarepair Flash/Green Lantern duos (even trios-!) like Jesse and Jessica or Hank and Ray. The goal would be to have a pretty even split between assorted pairings.
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wei-smiler · 3 years
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alexpdcl · 1 year
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a compilation of alanjay art from late 2022 till now :]
last one’s a mini-comic from @wellofhavoc ‘s fic
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roboticnebula · 17 days
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(From Alan Scott Green Lantern issue 5, 2024) 
fsghsfh didn’t even have to flip the page to know that ‘yes you do’ was Jay’s line.
Please Alan-I-don’t-have-friends-Scott, why are you so dramatic. Jay showed up several times just to be like ‘the JSA can help! How can we help?? Also are you ok?’ Corrigan even hugged you! Why are you like this (affectionate).
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lady-midnight-0 · 6 years
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Family Traditions
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
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