Inaccurate Core Four Quotes #2

No thoughts. Only adult Bart.

Plz- his E Y E S. He’s so pretty??? Gorgeous boy. Best Boy. Reckless? Yes. Smart? Also yes. A little violent? Always. Love him so much 🥺

ASLKMGSD:KLM thank u guys for spreading jaybart, absolute goats

I am here with the crackships for the ship ask! JayBart and Jason/Connor Hawke.

Ooo, now you've got me thinking Anon, I like it!

JayBart - yeah, sure, I could ship it

1. What made you ship it?

☝️ This ask lol

2. What are your favourite things about the ship?

God the chaos. Absolutely off the charts ADHD energy, zero focus to hyperfocus and back in literal seconds. Bouncing back and forth through topics like nobody's business, like chains of 'oh that reminds me of--' from like what food to get to genius level mechanical engineering to theoretical space-time shizzle to oh shit we forgot the ice cream. I feel like their conversations would be incomprehensible to anyone else lmao

Might be interesting to contrast a Bart who wholly embraces his place in flashfam, who values the legacy and wants to uphold it, with a Jason that's estranged from batfam, who constantly questions his place with them, who *wants* to value the legacy but also fundamentally disagrees with it's principles

Also, they both have experience finding their place after time displacement, and they both often have their insight/opinions overlooked or ignored even when they're right!

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on this ship?

Gotta be Tim-less! No Tim's allowed!!

(sorry timmers)

Jason/Conner Hawke - Sure, why not Ship it

1. What made you ship it?

Again, this post, right this second xD

2. What are your favourite things about the ship?

Propagation of the Ace Jace agenda? Interesting moral debates about pacifism at all costs Vs killing for the greater good? Because you get all the Ollie Vs Bruce drama that you get with JayRoy, but also get Roy and Dick being absolutely insufferable about their little brothers dating?

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on this ship?

Nope ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

[ask me about a ship!]

idk as someone with adhd, which is what I headcanon Bart with, I could see the reading the whole library thing. I've burned through wikipedia articles and thousands related to them just cause, I could probably burn through a library in relative two years if I had the time off work and a reason. I do admit that his becoming more serious and Kid Flash was hella scuffed though ngl. Also this is in no way me saying that headcanoning him autistic is wrong, just offering another perspective. Hell he could be adhd and autistic, whatever way the character resonates with you.

Hyperfixation is actually very common! Bart has shown plenty times that he can focus his efforts on one thing while at superspeed, like when he does his homework that takes him two weeks in his perception of time, but a couple of seconds to the outside world. So the library thing doesn’t actually surprise me much! I think it’s great he’s expanded his knowledge and used his eidetic memory for more of a practical purpose. He’s basically a walking fact book of infinite knowledge and him knowing the entire human nervous system, how to take something apart and put back together, plus all those fun facts by memory is the coolest.

But on the other hand, Bart has a “danger deficit disorder” as it’s said. He’s gotten better at distinguishing real danger from nonexistent ones, but it doesn’t necessarily mean he’s the type to stop for a second. Bart thinks on his feet better than all the speedsters before him, and he comes up with plans that don’t need to be thought out so much as improvised. He’s the king at improvisation. Taking that away from his character basically strips him of a big thing that makes him unique and himself. It was a big no on their part. Listening to a plan means that’s wasted time to be saving people, stopping to look at his surroundings means that something could have been done quicker to stop his enemy. His mindset is what makes him impulse and they deprive him of that when making him “Kid Flash”. So uncool.

I think Mark Waid did a great job of keeping Bart’s development at a casual pace, keeping his character the same while still leaving room for growth. Plus, coding him with ADHD was a conscious decision on his end, which I find fantastic.

This newer version of Impulse feels too different to me. And after, y’know, DYING five times, you’d think he’d be less… cheery? Like— He was never to begin with! He’s, in simple terms, as teenager as they come. Not too bleak of an outlook, but not a peppy one either. Finds violent video games amusing and fights kids, steals cars, swears a bit, but not as much as people probably expect from highschoolers. He doesn’t just like to fit in, he wants to blend in the background, go unnoticed. Stay quiet and handle situations as they come.

Him as Kid Flash feels too off for me. Bart as anything but Impulse just feels like a violation.

Everyone Lived.

Everyone lived. When Harry was born, Lily hardly saw him because Sirius was fitting him into a tiny leather jacket, Remus was reading to him, and James was already trying to sneak him to the Quidditch supply store to get Harry his first toy broom. Christmases were spent with full bellies and rooms stuffed with laughter, and there wasn’t a single person without flushed cheeks from all the wine. Lily’s eyes sparkled, and there was always a joke on the tip of James’ tongue. All Harry knew was love, love, love, from every corner of the universe.

Everyone lived, and every Thursday afternoon, Sirius and Remus took Harry to the “library”, which was the secret word they taught him for the ice cream parlor. With each trip, they ordered the biggest sundae that was offered with three spoons, and Harry always ate nearly all of it. They kept it up until the day Harry asked Lily to take him to the library and, when confronted with the shelves piled high with books, he asked her where they went to order their ice cream.

Remus and Sirius got married when Harry was three, and Harry was the ring bearer. Lily cried the first time she saw him in his tiny dress robes. They were just long enough that he nearly tripped halfway up the aisle. There wasn’t a single pair of dry of eyes in the audience that day.

Everyone lived, and on Harry’s sixth birthday, he celebrated alongside Neville with all their friends and family. James gave Harry his first set of toy Quidditch balls. He, Ron, Neville, Draco, and Ginny all played together until Draco pushed Neville off his broom and into the cake Alice had spent hours working on. Lily tried so hard not to laugh at Neville’s frosting-covered face, but instead she went beet red and gave herself away to everyone.

Draco said he was sorry. He actually meant it.

Everyone lived, and the moms had a Lockhart book club, which consisted of everyone getting wine-drunk and complaining about their husbands together. Draco, Neville, Harry and Ron eavesdropped and reported back to their dads, who were standing around the kitchen armed with beer, about what they did wrong that week. Each of the meetings somehow coincidentally ended with each of the men stopping by to bring their respective wives bouquets of flowers or boxes of chocolate “because they just felt like it.”

Everyone lived, and Draco and Harry were friends, believe it or not. When Narcissa and Lucius had a date night, they dropped Draco off at the Potters. James told them scary stories in the darkness of their blanket tent. Lily used magic to cast shadows all over their living room, and Harry and Draco wouldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. But Lily kissed each of their foreheads and assured them each that everything would be fine, because she and James would never let anything bad happen to either of them.

She meant it.

Draco and Harry stayed up until their eyelids were simply too heavy to bear, but Harry managed to remain awake till Draco was completely asleep before closing his eyes. It was one of the most peaceful things he’d ever seen. He wasn’t exactly sure why he thought that. Not yet, anyways.

Everyone lived. Everyone got a little bit older. The kids all went off to Hogwarts, somehow managing to stuff themselves all into one train compartment, even with Hermione once she joined. Draco and Harry got put into different houses, which was a relief to everyone around them. “they already bickered like a married couple without rooming together,” Ron said when they were first sorted, “I don’t want to think about what we’d have to deal with if they were sharing a dorm.”

The only time Harry and Draco forgot about their friendship was when they played against each other in Quidditch. There were no rules when you needed to be the first one to the snitch.

(I suppose there weren’t any rules when it came to making out with your best friend in an empty corridor after drinking half a bottle of fire whiskey, either.)

Sixth year came with sly glances and brushing fingertips in the hallway; throwing all caution to the wind and risking friendship for feelings Harry and Draco had been denying since they were kids. Ron and Hermione exchanged knowing looks, but no one said a word. Not even when Harry inconspicuously crept out of bed nearly every night at half past two with his Invisibility cloak in tow, not returning until the sun was just peeking out over the mountains, if at all. He looked happier than ever that year, secrets tugging on the corners of his mouth every time he spoke.

Everyone lived, and when Draco and Harry came out to their families their seventh year, everyone groaned. “You owe me ten Galleons,” was the first thing James said to Lucius, and Harry knew then that everything was going to be okay.

Because everyone was here, surrounding him, breathing, alive. They all hugged him and Draco at once, cheeks smooshed together, a mess of laughter and “I love you’s” and kisses on foreheads. They were all connected then, their pulses stitching them together with a bond Harry knew nothing could break.

They all knew hurt; they knew pain and suffering, and they knew loss, but most of all, they knew each other. They knew love, and they knew hope.

As they stood there, a giant amoeba of people from all walks of life, some more challenging than others, Harry let go of the breath he felt as though he had been holding for his entire life.

Them

I missed them

Cute Bart Headcanon

A lot of the times speedsters have a certain something about them when they sleep that's caused by their powers. For Barry it's sleep (speed)talking, for Wally it's exsessive figiting, but Bart has a particular case.

Bart tends to get very emotional and when he feels extreme emotion his powers react with him and he starts to vibrate uncontrolably. This is normally a problem. But When he's asleep, he feels safe and happy, so much that his powers react but it's normally a small controlled vibration but enough that when he breaths it comes out choppy.

I repeat: BART ALLEN PURRS IN HIS SLEEP

It was noticed, and recorded durring one of the very first core four sleepovers by Tim, our notorius Insomniac, that overheard.

Just when everyone thought Bart couldn't get any cuter, that video 'mysetiously' surfaced on the phone of everone they knew.

FUCK yES

Reblog if

you would do anything for Michael Mell

I'm crying, he's gorgeous

bart in 41?

Here’s that boii!

inaccurate Flashfam quotes #8

Black Flash: I've come to collect your souls.

Barry: I wont let you hurt my family!

Wally: We'll defeat you together!

Bart: COME AT ME, GRIM REAPER MOTHER FUCKER!

*absolute silence*

Max: That's my boy.

The Flash: The Fastest Man Alive (2006) #1