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#Thaddeus Thawne II
nopes-and-dreams · 7 months
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Image description: Thaddeus Thawne II with his mask down, wearing the green and black Inertia suit. He has his head tilted as he looks at the viewer. His eyes are wide as he takes a step in the viewer's direction. White light spills from behind him.
I wanted to draw Tad again.
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bingusluvr5 · 2 months
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another thad for ur troubles ... i need him to die QUICK
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peacerisendove · 2 months
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Saw this meme and just had to redraw it as Thad and Match. Just imagine if the writers had given Match his original personality during Titans East, or just them meeting up again. These two would have tension. (Honestly, ESPECIALLY post Match's Suicide Squad run. There would be hero/villain tension or just tension caused by meeting up your best friend and realizing how much they've changed, how things have CHANGED between you two, and dealing with all of that.)
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ftl-faster-than-life · 7 months
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Thad literally gave Barry the information the Flashfam would need later to send the Legion of Zoom back to their own timelines. But he did it in such a way that he could deny later that he was trying to be helpful. See ya.
I need somebody at DC to let Barry pull Thad back out of the Speed Force and give him a shot at redemption because this kid never got a chance. He was an indoctrinated child soldier and was never given a choice to be something else.
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mattiebluebird · 3 months
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@cryptocism have an edit
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Thad getting a redemption arc would be so great but here's my funniest reasoning for it, Barry would finally have one blonde descendant. He would definitely eat that up. Like each grandchild is special: Jenni is his only granddaughter, Bart is literally named after Peepaw Allen, and then there's Thad the little teeny tiny feral cat who j needs a hug and he's got all this blonde hair and Barry's like yup he takes after me. But the funny thing is they all take after him in one way or another.
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If I had a nickel for every time my favorite character in a piece of media was a green-coded fourteen-year-old obviously brainwashed & failed by the adults who raised him, who then got the whispers of a redemption arc before the creators said "lol jk he's actually irredeemable" & then killed him (twice), I'd have two nickels.
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Zippy boys in the Speed Force
This comm was hella fun to work on, thanks @prationality
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sewer-rat0 · 1 year
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Traditional art speedster dump
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greta-hayes · 10 months
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What if the members of Young Justice? were just normal college students? Living out the melodrama & cozy trills that life brings? What if Bart or Kon had never died? What if no one had their own family turned on them? What if their own friends hadn't died? What if they were safe and happy? What if Greta Hayes, former superhero, formerly Secret, woke up in a dorm room that wasn't hers?
So I have started posting my fanfic! I will be updating it every sunday, for more details go to the end notes.
Also rn I cannot figure out how to edit in the title of the first chapter so I'll deal with that later
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thaddeus thawne's costume is peak character design!!! no what do you mean green is just my favourite colour
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mockstarling · 1 year
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Thaddeus Thawne II: New Year, same me because I'm perfect.
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sleepyspeedster · 1 year
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Pairings: Tim Drake/Thad Thawne
Rating: Teen
Fandom: DCU, DC Comics, Batman, Flash
Words: 3571
Summary:
Five times that Thad thought about Tim and the one time he did something about it.
Excerpt:
   In the fogged up mirror of his bathroom Thad’s image is reflected, unclear and nebulous save for a clear streak where gold eyes stare back him with a tired, yet unforgiving look. He stands there gripping the counter as he scans his haggard looking self. Darker than normal bruises covered his body, and even then there were more that weren’t seen by the rectangular piece of glass. A muddle of colors at various stages of healing were scattered across his chest, his stomach, they climbed across his body, and darkened his knuckles in contrast to his skin. He tipped his head to the side. Slowly, gingerly as if the grip on his throat was still there. Though the bruising had healed where he needed it most he still remembered the sensation of dangling helplessly in Superboy’s grip. His fingers dug into his skin, threatening to cut off his oxygen, as warning were growled at him because he had found out about a simple kiss.
              A simple kiss.
             He could have laughed. He had kissed Tim of all people. Red Robin. A hero. There was nothing simple about that.
             Nothing was simple when it came to bad blood. He knew that. As he stared into the mirror he remembered. He saw flashes. Felt the memory burned into his skin.
             His lungs had burned, his throat raw from yelling, adrenaline and anger coursed through him, and blended together. A volatile and heady mixture that was made worse with words. Ugly, insulting, hate filled words were exchanged from them both. Bart’s name passed from his lips and he saw the fire, the hatred for him grow in Tim's eyes. A right hook connect to his jaw, his tasted the blood that dripped from his split lip. It was pure, simple, bloody hatred, but it was also so exhilarating.
             Tim lit something in him.
Thad had fought heroes before, but fighting with Tim he felt something new. Something more than just hatred. Intrigue bubbled up within him and enjoyment at the prospect of fighting him again. He saw Tim's pride and understood it. He knew he wouldn't give up, not against him, that he was someone who would go toe to toe with him. Who wouldn't give in. He made that so clear in his words. Each one specifically picked to piss him off. And he did the same of course. It was fun. He couldn't let Tim get the better of him no matter what he felt. So when he saw that cocky smile on his lips, knew that he thought that he was getting to him with his words, Thad wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face.
             He wrenches Tim by the collar. A white knuckle grip on the hero’s costume. Their lips smash together. Air is pressed from lungs. And Tim to his surprise presses back just as hard into the kiss. All thoughts and questions are forgotten, tossed aside for the moment and Thad bites his bottom lip and the sound of that gasp leaving the hero rings in his ears still. It burned him. It was as if the thought was branded into him. He wanted to hear more. Fingers thread through his blond hair, nails at his scalp scratch and pull lightning down his spine, and some stupid and starving part of him. Some incredibly stupid part of him starving for any touch be it harsh or soft couldn’t help the pleased hum that escapes his own lips. Or the heat he felt in the pit of his stomach. He knew he should have taken advantage of the moment, this distraction neither of them expected, and instead should have tried to catch Tim off guard, but he didn’t. That wasn’t what was on his mind as his adrenaline high and anger fell to the wayside to chase pleasure in the sensation of the kiss. Once retrospection hits him Thad will be sure to blame the adrenaline injected into the situation for crossing his wires in the moment. He wanted it to be just as simple as that. A crossed wired. A misfiring of his own brain chemistry. Misinterpretation on his own part as he was just mistakenly swept away in it for a moment. Temporary. There was nothing but hate between them he assured himself, but none of that changed the fact that Thad was kissing Tim in the moment.
[Full Version on AO3]
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peacerisendove · 2 months
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Selectively Accepting || Valentines Day Kissing Prompts @ftl-faster-than-life-archived
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Clones, cuddling, and kisses! \o/
There were a lot of ups and downs with this piece, but I am really so happy at how it came out. Especially Match's expression. They both deserve to smile a lot more.
[Thad's hair reference]
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ftl-faster-than-life · 7 months
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Trick or treat! -a lurker who loves your Eobard designs
Have a snippet of Eobard and Thaddeus II interaction. Context: Barry pulled Tad out of the Speed Force and Inertia is living with Barry right now. Eobard is a jealous bitch trying to drive a wedge in this fledgling connection.
"You're not even going to try to bluff, are you?" Eobard gave a nod, grudging admiration in his eyes. "I can respect that…at least you aren't a coward. Brave boy." Those last two words are crooned. He draped an arm around the kid's narrow frame and tapped his fingers on Thaddeus's shoulder. "No explanation? That's alright. I already know what's happening."
"He considers you 'family', does he?" The older speedster mused. Then leaned in close, a predatory glint in his eyes. His voice dropped to a low, cloying whisper, provoking a shudder from his younger counterpart. "Doesn't everyone know what happens to Barry Allen's family?" He waited til he got a reaction from Thaddeus: A flinch, a scowl, whatever it was. And then he laughed, pulling back again. "Don't look so worried…I meant he abandons them. Throws them away, hurts them. He seems too good to be true, doesn't he? The perfect person. The great hero. That's because he is too good to be true, Thaddeus. He doesn't think of those other speedsters as family…that's his entourage." He spat out. Then turned his eyes back to Thaddeus, looking at him sidelong through narrow slits. "You don't believe me, I can tell. Has he asked you to be his Kid Flash yet? Did he tell you there's always a place for you at his side, as his partner? He lied to you."
"He lies to everyone, especially himself. He'll tell you how special you are to him and it's the same script he recites for everyone else he pulls in." The villain's upper lip curled in disgust, directed at the man whose home he'd invaded. Whose life he insisted on interrupting violently. "I thought after everything you've learned about Allen, you'd be wise to his tricks. I expected more, Tad." He gave his younger counterpart a sad look. "You were created to be greater than that." His tone grew harsh, frustrated, a barely contained edge under it. "You were supposed to replace Bart, at my side."
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mattiebluebird · 3 months
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In hell (lukewarm about the fan-favorite character; liking a character that's not beloved by the fandom)
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