#speedforce

[youglow-art]

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

Wally and Dick in the Batmobile, Dick who is gunning it they need to get to Donna and Roy.

They aren't gonna make it.

Wally who looks at Dick

"You trust me Robbie?"

"Always."

Wally puts his hand on the dash lightening coursing though his veins sending it directly into the engine. The speed force taking over.

They got there, with minutes to spare.

Donna and Roy with nothing but bruises safe in the backseat.

"I didn't know...that was possible?"

"Well yeah, how else do we outrun death?"

"Your ridiculous."

"Love you too Richie." 

[shewhowillnotbenamed1]

Drinking Lightning

So this is something odd I cobbled together yesterday. (@ravenfan1242 I know you also love KFRae, so I hope you like this ❤️)I am in the process of pushing out some old stuff, asks, chapters, backdated/old works, and possibly headcanons, but I have been exploring the occasional new piece, like this one that nobody asked for. Thank you to everyone in the amazing community I call home. While I know not everything is where I left it, I'm happy to write my way through (life) changes again..

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The tiny cabin creaked, battered by the elements. The onslaught of wailing wind and leaden rain seemed determined to shift it on the spot. The dense, forest covered mountains rumbled with every ricochet of thunder. The dimly lit cabin windows flickered in and out with every lightning strike. 

It was nothing compared to being berated by an internal war. Somehow the sounds and sensations soothed her. Shivering, she stood toweling off her rainwater drenched locks by the fire she’d managed to get going. It was lucky she thought to bring enough logs inside to last a while, she could already tell it was going to be a long night. 

“Found you, Raven.”

Raven’s heart almost stopped when she turned around. She could have leapt a foot in the air, but she didn’t. A slick, crimson suit coated the rippling muscled legs leaning on the log cabin wall. Like he owned the place. But his expression said he wanted to own her. 

Wally West. 

It was like the God of Lightning himself had struck down from above to summon him here. So far, he was the only person who could manage to sneak up on her successfully. And that was just on his default speed setting.

“You’re not, Wallace…are you?”

“What gave it away?”

Even if she wasn’t supernaturally perceptive, it was obvious. 

The invisible wind that followed everywhere. The almost audible chill. The sharpened kinetic energy in the air around his body. This was another being entirely. She’d always believed the SpeedForce was a noumenon. Unknowable in itself. Occasionally the SpeedForce surpassed the bounds of its symbiosis with him. To speak through him. To guide his thoughts. To take over his movement. It could see the full spectrum of all that was, all came before and all that was to come—particularly advantageous in difficult battles, there was no doubt. But lately, it was springing free of its host’s control for...recreational purposes.

“How did you even get in here?” Raven asked hesitantly, knowing it was redundant. 

“You always hide, Raven. And even if Wallace doesn’t, I always got the sense you wanted us to seek.” 

The truth was the SpeedForce could have appeared to her at any moment, he was simply choosing to toy with her for his own amusement. Still, why a being like him even bothered to give chase, she’d never know. Was it a fixation on her or a fetish? 

“Well…” Her mouth had started going dry. She did her best to shove down that twisted thought. “Olly olly oxen free?” Raven croaked.

“Indeed.”

He peeled off his mask to let the icicles in his eyes fully pierce her. “You sought me once in the wilderness long ago. I’m merely returning the favor.” She dropped the towel in her disbelief, but he continued. “I’m only here because of you.” The teasing lilt lifted from his tone because now, his words were matter of fact. “You sought me out when Wallace wanted to quit. You found me.”

“Yes, I did and I… Maybe, I shouldn’t have,” Raven admittedly shakily. 

“No,” he cut in quickly. “You were right to want Wallace’s power—to want me… So here I am, Raven.” At this a loud crack thunder exploded as if on cue. Raven regarded him through slits, wondering if he’d somehow done that on purpose. After all, he could do almost anything.

He stalked around the cabin and inspected it. To see him move this way, not in nanoseconds, but in meters—it was almost scarier than the usual rush. This was intentional. Listless. Languid. Lifeless.

Painstakingly, preternaturally…slow. 

“This hovel is where you disappear to…” The ice blue crackle of his eyes was unfathomable. “Whenever you want to get away from it all?” The SpeedForce sounded disappointed with her. 

“Yes, it is,” she said defiantly. “So what?” Raven folded her arms. She hoped she looked braver than she felt. Of all the wilds and various creatures beyond these walls, yet none so dangerous as the presence before her.

“You could go anywhere. Any country. Any dimension. And yet, this is what you choose?” The Speedforce clicked its tongue.

Again? 

Were they really doing this again?

Just because he was an all powerful entity beyond comprehension, it didn’t mean he understood her. Raven rolled her eyes. It was like he wanted her to indulge. To succumb to the basest part of herself. To let out her demons, metaphorical or literal. But she never would. He had access to infinite time, infinite knowledge, and yet it somehow didn’t occur to him that she wanted other things.

“It doesn’t matter if it isn’t much, it’s mine,” she said, a grace note of pride swelling inside. “That’s more than you can say.”

He stopped circling her and zipped backward, his steps splintering with static. Briefly Raven wondered if she’d upset him. But then, a raucous mechanical laugh reverberated in his chest like a sonic boom. It made the thunder outside the walls of the cabin sound like child’s play.

“Why would you want this?” The distaste dripped off his tongue. It was so different from Wally’s usual voice and tone that it was jarring to see the words come from his mouth. Even if they were slightly distorted by the odd warbling. 

“I didn’t ask you here for decorating tips or to help me renovate, you went looking for me,” Raven murmured, a steely glint in her violet stare. “If you don’t like it, you can leave the way you came.”

“Now Raven, let’s leave the hastiness to me,” he shook the windswept flames of his hair back and forth, grinning widely. Almost threateningly. “There’s nothing wrong with rustic. But, I can give you more. Since, I know you won’t go after what you deserve.”

“Your favorite argument. It’s getting as old as time itself.” She glared at him. “But please feel free to enlighten me.”

He opened his mouth and closed it, perhaps thinking better of it. “You’re going to catch a cold.” He nodded at her dripping hair. 

“Yes, I’m well aware. I was remedying that before you rudely—”

But before she could finish her thought or even blink, his fingers were everywhere at once, reaching for zippers and straps and spandex to strip it all away. Off, off, off. There went her layers, her suit, her cloak, her sanity. In an instant, Raven had been left in her bra and panties. The remnants of speed left her stumbling out of an inelegant pirouette. Dizzingly, she stretched out for purchase on the stony wall above the fireplace. 

When she finally glanced up, she found her clothes hanging in front of the fire to dry as it crackled in the hearth. He could have dried them in an instant, but she knew he wanted it this way. Relief shot through her as she spotted the earlier abandoned towel and scrabbled for it on the wood floor. Raven wrapped herself in it, as if to shield herself from his penetrating gaze. For once, there was no need. He was staring into the flickering heat, his body sprawled comfortably on the faded couch. It almost looked like he was relaxing. 

He cocked his head to the side, a little smile playing on his full lips in the light. The sweet, cinnamon freckles covering his cheeks and the coy expression were familiar, but somehow not quite right. Not quite her Wallace. By the dull ache of her body, she knew this, yet a piece of her was intrigued.

“Come sit with me.” 

Raven didn’t move. She was silently appraising him. The tables had turned it seemed. The drumming pattern of his fingers grew more and more riotous, the more impatient he became. 

“Come on, I won’t bite… yet.” Cockiness was another thing the SpeedForce and Wally had in common. “Fine, foreplay it is…” He muttered under his breath. “We can play one of those inane human games to take the edge off.” A stack of board games appeared on the carved wooden table. One of the boxes of cards had burst open and were littering the air. “I’ll even humor you at chess.”

“Humor me?” Raven’s nostrils flared. “The cabin is beneath you, chess is beneath you, my life choices are beneath you…” She listed them off on her fingers. “Aren’t I beneath you?” 

“Don’t be ridiculous, Raven,” he scoffed. “You’re not all.” 

Faster than thought, faster than the realization that he was going to make her regret her words—the lumpy couch cushions were underneath her thighs. 

“Now you are…” 

Before Raven could let out the breath she’d been holding, he was leaning over her, expeditiously, icy bright orbs nearer than ever. They were mesmerizing, twin chasms like portals into time. The call of the void drew her in, it was so intense she barely registered that he was reaching out to touch her. 

“What do you want with me?” Raven murmured. 

His fingertip froze a centimeter from her cupid’s bow, then stopped. 

“Well, it’s not entirely fair, is it?” 

“Fair?” Raven repeated bemusedly. “What is fair?” She, of all people, could spend an eternity pondering the concept of fairness. But only one of them had an eternity to spend. Time made fools of them all, but he wanted to talk about fairness.

“You sought us both, but neglected my presence.”

“I was unaware of your presence,” Raven said sharply. “Until recently.” 

It was more like she’d been unaware of his sentience. 

“That does not change the circumstances of the arrangement. Wallace has held you. Wallace has kissed you. Well, Wallace will even—” 

“I don’t want to know.” Raven’s heart just skipped a beat. 

Was that a slip of the tongue? Or did he do that just because he could? 

“Fine. You will find out soon enough. The point remains, I have not gotten the honor. Not even once.” His head dipped lower, the warm crackle of breath ever closer. “I know the mechanics. But I wonder…” When his tongue darted out to taste her, there was an intense, tingling sensation, like grazing the tip of an exposed copper wire. Raven’s eyes sprang open. 

Was it her power or his…or both?

“This is a bad idea.” 

“An incredibly bad idea.” The Speedforce smiled in agreement. “Or a brilliant one.” His oscillating fingers latched onto her waist and he pressed his mouth harder and harder into her own, while the cacophony of his kiss made her moan and cling to his staticky skin. 

[flashbrainrot]

I explained speedster powers to a friend the other day and he went "Okay, so what I am getting from this is they are gods and get supremely nerfed whenever they are in anyone else's books or we wouldn't get a story" and I was like "pretty much."

Like I spent a like... Two mile walk just yapping about speedsters.

[fastestmanalive333]

Bruh why'd i invent the most craziest thing on discord! I legit invented a full Bart Rosary like this is a real thing now 😭

The Mysteries: Joyful: chaos, speed force, coffee, enlightenment (briefly)

Sorrowful: getting benched, forced to sit still, Wally yelling at you

Glorious: time travel resurrection, becoming lightning, still being dumb

Luminous: spreading the word of “run fast think later”

THE PRAYERS????: The sign of the Bart: In the name of the Speed Force, the Lightning, and the Impulse, amen.

The Bart Creed: I believe in the Speed Force, the source of all running and bad decisions, and in Bart Allen, the Fastest (and Most Impulsive) Kid Alive. Born of the future, trained by Max Mercury, suffered under boredom, was slowed, grounded, and benched He ran anyway, broke time, and on the third try got it right, He ascended beyond reason, yet returned for snacks. I believe in the Speed Force, the chaos of impulses, the forgiveness of bad ideas, the resurrection via time travel, and life everlasting at top speed. Amen.

The Bart Our Father: Our Speed Force, who art in motion, hallowed be thy lightning. Thy speed come, thy will be outrun,in Keystone as it is everywhere. Give us this day our daily momentum, and forgive us our bad decisions, as we outrun those who make better ones, Lead us not into boredom, but deliver us into chaos. Amen.

The Hail Bart: hail bart full of speed the impulsiveness is with you blessed are you among impulses and blessed is the fruit of your womb the speed force oh bart the greatest flash pray for us flash nerds now and at the hour of our death Amen

The Glory Be(Speed Version): Glory be to the Speed Force, and to the Lightning, and to the Impulse. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without slowness. Amen.

The Fatima Bart: Oh my Bart, forgive us our slow moments, save us from standing still, and lead all runners into the Speed Force, especially those most in need of acceleration. Amen.

The Hail Max (Optional but Required 😭): Hail Max Mercury, full of patience, the Speed Force is with thee.Blessed art thou among mentors, and blessed is thy tolerance for Bart. Oh Max, keeper of sanity, pray for us impulsive ones, now and when Bart does something dumb again. Amen.

The Final Blessing: May the Speed Force guide your steps, may your thoughts be fast (but not too fast), and may Barry Allen absolutely not do another flashpoint and erase Bart from existence again.

Amen.

anyway remember: thou shalt not walk when thou can sprint⚡

[the-autistic-spider]

I made fanart of this Speedster robin fic im reading

this is what i interpreted his logo as

this is the fic btw

Bat in a Flash by siren_of_the_ocean

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27043018/chapters/66022183

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

I havent gotten around to the comics yet (ive got a long list to get thru) but from what i gather Bart has become Speedforce Jesus?

[kanikizu]

S2, e21, live reaction

The speed force keeps telling Barry to "sit", i am hoping my theory is right, he just needs rest, and to sit for once(?), I hope.

Barry just needs to REST to catch the black figure/speedforce that the supposed speed force tells him to catch.