#mentions of barry

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.3

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“Aquaman.” Batman swept into the room, beelining straight for the suddenly apprehensive Atlantean king.

“Batman. What can I do for you?”

“Phantom. Does he pay taxes?”

“Pardon?”

Batman makes a low noise that had Aquaman’s danger senses buzzing.

“Does Phantom have to pay taxes. Towards Atlantis.”

“No…? Why?”

“He wanted money, in exchange for… information, of a delicate sort,” Batman said, diplomatically avoiding the topic of Phantom bargaining for the identities of corpses in exchange for a measly $100 dollars per identity. Like a flea market dealer, that one was.

“You encountered Phantom again?” Aquaman perked up.

“Yes. Gotham’s bay is… polluted.” Batman paused. “With victims. Of murder.”

The entire area quieted as heads turned towards the Dark Knight.

“Yes, I am… distantly aware of Gotham’s waters.” By that, Aquaman gets green around the gills whenever he turns his awareness in that direction. There’s a reason he doesn’t enter Gotham, and the Dark Knight’s ban is only half of that reason. “Ah, but you’re correct. For what purpose would Phantom need mortal currency?”

“Hn.”

“Maybe he needs some stuff?” Flash zipped to a stop next to Batman, feet tapping as he dug into the pile of snacks cradled in his arms. “Us mortals are always coming up with new things, maybe he wants to try some games or something?”

Batman tilted his head down, seriously considering Flash’s suggestion. “It’s plausible.”

“Barry, Barry, Barry. He’s old as hell, right? He probably wants to try the new booze!”

“Hal, my man!” Flash fist bumped Green Lantern, who came up. “You’re back! What happened to John?”

“Dunno. He got called somewhere that way,” Green Lantern waved a vague hand towards the left. “Had to deal with a politician or something from that area.” He shrugged, swinging an arm over Barry’s shoulders to put him in a headlock and stealing a chip.

“Huh. Anyways, would our mortal alcohol even work on a demi-god or something?”

“We should ask!” Hal turned towards Batman. “You should ask if he wants to go for a drink, spooky!”

“He’s a child.”

“He’s been around for more than a millennia, Bats.”

“Informational gathering, right, Hal?” Flashgot out of the headlock, quickly munching on his snacks to stop Green Lantern from stealing them.

“Totally. Yup.”

“…Fine.”

“Wait, are we just gonna ignore that Gotham’s waters are full of bodies?”

“Yes.”

——

“What?” Danny asked, mind half on the bags he’s dragging out of the water and the other half on the essay he has to submit in about four hours.

“Green Lantern wanted to invite you out for a drink.”

Danny turned to the stoic Gotham knight, who had his wrist computer out to log the bodies’ info the moment Danny gave him the information. Some of them even told Danny who murdered them, so Batman could start building cases with solid leads.

Danny’s only twenty. He’s not legal yet but he doesn’t want to give any clues to who he is. How is he supposed to…

Ah!

“Can’t.” Danny shrugged. “I’m not legal. I died when I was fourteen so…” Danny trailed off, speechless at the drowned puppy face Batman was giving him. What the fuck.

“Anyways, fork over my payment.”

Batman wordlessly hands him a wad of hundreds.

“What do you need cash for?” Batman suddenly asked.

“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Danny tucked it in. “Material things, obviously. I need a blanket,” because holy shit, Gotham is damn cold this time of year. “Anyways, see you same time next week, litterer.”

“I don’t litter.”

“Tell that to the batarangs I found under the water,” Danny grumbled. “But I’ll stop calling you that if you get a signature from Poison Ivy. I have a friend who loves her.”

“An alive friend?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”

Danny snickered and disappeared. He’s gotta cram that essay.

——

“There’s a possibility Phantom might be homeless.”

“Batman, I mean this in the nicest way, but for the love of Atlantis, please stop giving me headaches. It’s time like these I wish I stayed a lighthouse keeper.”

[samuelroukin]

BARRY SLOANE as Joe 'Bear' Graves in SIX (2017—2018) Episode 2.02 Ghosts

[incorrectbatfam]

let's start asking the real questions: does the Batcave follow OSHA regulations? does the Watchtower?

Barry: So why are we in Bruce Wayne's living room? Is he okay?

Clark: He's fine. The Watchtower is just being fumigated so he's letting us use this space.

Hal: Fumigated? What, did Ollie break the plumbing again?

Oliver: That was ONE time!

Diana: It is not Green Arrow's fault for once.

Barry: So what happened?

[earlier]

OSHA inspector: Everything's looking great. I'll just sign you off and you'll be all good to go.

Clark: Thank you so much, we really appreciate it.

OSHA inspector: Not a problem. Now—

OSHA inspector: *sniffs*

OSHA inspector: What's that smell?

Clark: *sniffs and recoils*

Clark: I have no idea.

Bruce: ...I'm warming my lunch.

OSHA inspector: That's your lunch?

Bruce: I made it myself.

OSHA inspector: I see. SHUT 'EM DOWN, BOYS!

[glitter50000]

Hatchet Town cameos first appearance

[umbraastaff]

47 years of this

[orykorioart]

Quick mood test for an upcoming Blups comic I have in mind.

[puffinpatrol]

Will be posting my other dc related TikTok’s cause why not lol

[sparklecarehospital]

But I, I keep on falling for you Time after time

happy palentine's day!!! this year it's comet barruni!!! 🩷💚

[chaoticretwtau]

More old ones.

[spirit-mail]

Price with Reader who just can't help but sit in his lap at any chance he gets

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this is just another ramble.. i don't have writing inspo :/

I mean, can't blame you, Price's alwaays sitting with his legs wide open, stretched out as he listens to whatever the person in front of him is saying.

And when he's not discussing plans in his office he's just all stretched out on his chair, moanin' n groanin'– god its like he's indirectly asking you at this point! His lap just looks so empty.. and comfortable, just cant help yourself!

He loves when you're sitting, head on his shoulder while your arms rest loosely around his neck, and he gets to hold you like the prince you are. His cute little boy just needing attention! If only he could he'd take you to all his meetings, just hold you in his lap while he scolds the 141, patting your head n just treating you like a pet, an accessory on his hip to help him manage his stress.

Reader being apart of the 141 doesn't change this at all, if anything, just less frequent! He'd probably try to keep your relationship together a secret, but y'know how nosy those boys can be.. they'd find out anyways‐ whether he planned it or not. They'd definitely tease you both about it often as well, Soap making cheesy kissing noises whenever you two were in a room together, or Ghost giving Price the craziest stank eye.

[itsdefinitely]

can you draw EBOY man in a hurry because Jeff mentioned it in his stream 😁😁

oh he is so silly

[coldflash-corner]

As a trauma haver myself, I deeply love Coldflash because it's two traumatized people being messily in love.

It isn't going to be simple. It isn't going to be easy. One of them is going to be convinced he has all the answers but honestly his coping strategy is just slightly less bad than the other guy and sometimes is just as bad but in a different font

They're going to be fighting their own minds and the ghosts of abusers past the whole way through, and they'll do it anyway

They'll have arguments where they're both screaming to be heard and so deep in their own pain they can't recognize that the other is saying the same damn thing and is on their side

They'll keep trying to keep the other safe and take the hits themself, take the pain themself, take the blame themself, because what are they supposed to do? Isn't this what love is? Wait don't do it BACK-

And sometimes they won't have the words to explain what triggered them about a situation, just have a bone deep "No. We Can't Do That. DANGER." and they'll still have to work through that together

The guy who saw trauma and went "If I just plan enough, if I just think enough, this can't hurt me" and the guy who saw trauma and went "If I just keep running, if I just turn off my brain and get the job done, it won't hurt anymore"

And it's messy. And it's hard. And Barry has just as much shit to work through as Len but simply won't acknowledge half of it because he has to be the Saint for everyone else and if he acknowledges it then what is he now?

But they work through it anyway

They love each other, anyway

There's a few messy "I can protect you" break ups in the middle, but they get to joy in the end

They find the peace they've been fighting and clawing and scratching for

[all-0f-the-above]

the superhero's parallel to the hero's journey is one of an almost unbreakable curse: someone is harmed or killed while you are unable to stop it. you spend the next part of your life learning how to stop exactly that, promising yourself it won't happen again. you think to yourself, "if only I had been more prepared the first time, then I could have stopped it."

except defusing bombs isn't the issue. the person planting them is.

betrayal can't be anticipated: that's what makes it a betrayal.

and it's impossible to predict every single time someone will need life saving medical care.

still, you fantasize, "if I had the knowledge I have now, things would be different." and you save others from the same situation. time and time again. but still you ache. you didn't do it all those years ago. it haunts your every triumph.

it's not until you look in from the outside. the exact same thing happens to someone else this time, and you weren't able to stop it.

as you're beating yourself up for it and desperately trying to control the damage that's been done, you see someone sitting off to the side. they are alone and wrapped in a blanket. when you talk to them, you are shocked to hear that they blame themselves.

"What?!" you exclaim, "it wasn't your responsibility to stop this- you couldn't have known! it's on the shoulders of the perpetrators and people like me, who couldn't make it in time."

they are inconsolable. "from now on," they say, "I won't be so naive, and I will do everything I can to stop this from happening again."

you know when a battle is lost, so all you can do is nod and step away. back to your own business.

but it makes you terribly sad for someone to lose their innocence in such a way. to blame themselves for the consequences of someone else's evil. to never again see the world as a hopeful place: just a mosaic of fulfilled and missed opportunities.

and your story, the hero's story, will be tragic as long as you continue without looking inward.

it is only by considering your own beliefs that you are free of the vicious cycle:

sometimes, there is no happy ending, no clever way out. sometimes, awful things happen and there is nothing we can do about it. all we can do is pick ourselves off the ground, movement by excruciating movement, and hold our heads high. we continue. because it is worth it. not because you can "fix" things now. not because you will do things "right" this time. but because you deserve a good life. a life after the bad things. a joyful life.

this is when when you, the hero, finally realize that you're living a triumph. that even after something tragic happens, your life is not a tragedy.

[incorrectbatfam]

Barry: I'm sorry, I'm such a bad host. Can I get you guys something to drink?

Clark: Oh, please, you're fine. I'll have a water when you get a second.

Barry: Water, got it. Bruce, did you want a water or anything?

Bruce: I'll do a root beer float.

Clark: You can't just go to someone's house and ask them to make you a root beer float.

Bruce: Oh, I didn't know that.

Barry: I mean, I would. I just don't have root beer.

Bruce: Oh okay, it's fine. I'll just... I'll have a milkshake then.

Clark: Dude, pick a household drink.

Bruce: I don't know which ones are. What did you get?

Clark: ...Water.

Bruce: Water, okay. Uh, do you have ice?

Barry: Yeah, I have ice.

Bruce: I'll do a snow cone then.

Clark: He's not gonna make you a snow cone!

Bruce: I don't know! I have a snow cone machine at my house. I have, like, twenty-seven a day.

Clark: You have twenty-seven snow cones a day?

Bruce: I mean, I... what did you get?

Clark: Water!

Barry: I can hear you...

Bruce: Okay, I'm just gonna go home and get my snow cone machine. I'll be right back.

[almightyrozenidiot]

BARRY NO! DON'T JOIN ANY ORGANISATIONS WITH THE WORD BLESSED IN THEIR NAME! THEY'RE MAKING OBJECTS OF POWER TO KILL PEOPLE WITH! THEY KILLED A RADIO PRESENTER WITH A FONDUE SET AND A CARRIAGE OF PEOPLE ON A TRAIN! BARRY!

[valenfield-inspo]

Resident Evil (2002) / Resident Evil: Revelations (2012)