Team Flash Finds Out Mark's Fate | The Flash 9x05 [HD] 

Lowkey the best character rn☠️

Fr 😅

FR!!

Hi five

Daddy doesn’t like her metal. Never seen Goldface this scared 😂

Speed Force will do anything for Barry as long as there’s no other way. She can’t just keep recharging him.

@@brandenmarcum430 shes literally the embodiment of universal momentum. why cant she recharge him

@@caelandrada8422 It would. My theory for the speed force is how “Barry,” A voice echoes into the complex room of chairs and screens where Barry had spent his days. He looks up with a bottle in his hand, and a dead phone hinged into his pocket. His eyes traces the voice to return back to a postured figure standing before him at the entrance- her figure; petite and waist complimented. The bob revealing one to him of few, Cecile. Days before had sprout gradually into weeks and toward months Barry has been in the search for Iris West, and as fast as a speedster may run, one’s humanity of needs and emotions can only pursue itself any more. Lust has painted the young speedster man in desperation, and the intrusive ideas absorb into the mind of Barry like a sponge. His mind had been running, Barry blinks and taps a foot to associate back into reality. “- Did you hear what I said, Barry?” Cecile exclaims. She had already stood in front of the speedster and looked up to his gaze, her arms cross and brows mirroring the same as she wondered Barry’s isolation and silence for the recent weeks in Iris’s disappearance. “I came to check on you.” Cecile adds, observing onto Barry’s dissociation. Barry looks into her eyes deeper if one could even show physically how, and he takes a step forward. “Cecile, I..” he pauses, and inhales. “I am going through something and I want you to use your-“ “My gift?” Cecile concludes. She rests her face and posture, reaching an arm to assure her son in law. She takes an inhale in thought of Iris. “Whatever I can do to help us find Iris, I got you.” Barry’s lips part to form a word, edging to finally come out until he feels a pulse throbbing between his groin. Time around him suddenly swirls into a sharp drag; air molecules we couldn’t see in time reveal itself in frozen motion, the computers’ engines roar blend into a slower broken pace of a whisper audible to now hear the fans spin in gaps, screens flicker in constant led, and Barry looks down. A red bulge had peaked amongst out his suit, piercing through one layer as a thick, dampen fluid drools from one of the outer pore out his groin. In slow time, he can his member bend more against the fabric as the blood begins to work against the flashtime. The fabric rubbing against Barry’s member arouses the speedster as his brain doubles the duration it takes to receive a hard member, he begins to raise his head back up to a slow motioned Cecile still mouthing her words adding on to what she was saying about helping him - one arm mid air swiftly pulling downwards motion as she’s talking, and her eyes oblivious to the change of direction Barry once stood as he now stands up from the seat to the paused world around him. He reaches for Cecile’s mid-air arm before swinging her across the room, blending her into a pool of frozen motioned air molecules. Her face, still in talking posture, begins to slowly shift as reaction settles in. Barry speeds to her and climbs on top before they both land on the floor back into normal speed, with the sound barrier slamming the room into an echo of chaos. Lights crack, and screens flicker as Cecile screams before Barry zooms his hand to her soft, moist lips and whispers among her ear “What do you feel, Cecil?” Cecil’s powers activate as her eyes turn , and she widens. Barry then goes back into flash time, before taking off his suit. He zooms onto her as lighting caresses the two’s skins, connecting the rod into the cloud. The tip pierces against the moist pink layered walls as it doesn’t have time to retract, Barry adjusts his leg to where he pushes his lightning rod further in as the lightning that he generates flickers out his back onto her doorway so it substituted as a lubricant of water based electricity. The lightning rod is now increasing its pace, generating thunder and lightning zapping out her doorway as Barry escalates his speed against the walls compressed against his lighting rod, feeling the natural fluids inside reshape in frozen motion from the foreign rod like Play-Doe. Barry grabs the edges of the telepath, edging deeper as another bolt pierces out of them both and strikes a screen across them. Barry escalates once more before phasing to go deeper and into the telepath’s stomach. Barry remains in flashtime for another hour before finally thrusting into a motion of the sea as his fluids flush out into the pocket of damp shelter. Barry groans and clutches to the lawyer’s shirt waiting a second to fully eject before exiting flashtime and the effects to settle into reality

@@microscopic.caterpillwth.

@@josiahitoro6598 what? Fix that face

lmao but its true

Cecile: “Oh my goodness, all I sense is… raw hatred 😱

*starts moaning and over acting to get another gig after the flash is done*

@@therealpat_ 🤣🤣

@@therealpat_ She gone feel sumn raw from Barry

Fr mans is funny asf😭😭

He likes Iris. That's logical.

@@mattmtz9586 bro has that rizz

You’re still salty over caitlin💀

@@MonkeyOfficial123 who isn’t killing a fan favorite off screen and having none of the main cast even show one lick of emotion is bad writing at it finest

@@Lulu-ew7oh I understand that but people are saying they don’t keep anyone alive after they killed one person off

Remember he's been upgraded as main characteres now so the writers give him plot armor

It dont work like that

@@user-yg7ck9ip3d im pretty sure it does. It worked before with Zoom

@@user-yg7ck9ip3d and in s4 when he got back from speedforce he became way faster

@@user-yg7ck9ip3dit lowkey do

@@azamat9842 here’s my theory “Barry,” A voice echoes into the complex room of chairs and screens where Barry had spent his days. He looks up with a bottle in his hand, and a dead phone hinged into his pocket. His eyes traces the voice to return back to a postured figure standing before him at the entrance- her figure; petite and waist complimented. The bob revealing one to him of few, Cecile. Days before had sprout gradually into weeks and toward months Barry has been in the search for Iris West, and as fast as a speedster may run, one’s humanity of needs and emotions can only pursue itself any more. Lust has painted the young speedster man in desperation, and the intrusive ideas absorb into the mind of Barry like a sponge. His mind had been running, Barry blinks and taps a foot to associate back into reality. “- Did you hear what I said, Barry?” Cecile exclaims. She had already stood in front of the speedster and looked up to his gaze, her arms cross and brows mirroring the same as she wondered Barry’s isolation and silence for the recent weeks in Iris’s disappearance. “I came to check on you.” Cecile adds, observing onto Barry’s dissociation. Barry looks into her eyes deeper if one could even show physically how, and he takes a step forward. “Cecile, I..” he pauses, and inhales. “I am going through something and I want you to use your-“ “My gift?” Cecile concludes. She rests her face and posture, reaching an arm to assure her son in law. She takes an inhale in thought of Iris. “Whatever I can do to help us find Iris, I got you.” Barry’s lips part to form a word, edging to finally come out until he feels a pulse throbbing between his groin. Time around him suddenly swirls into a sharp drag; air molecules we couldn’t see in time reveal itself in frozen motion, the computers’ engines roar blend into a slower broken pace of a whisper audible to now hear the fans spin in gaps, screens flicker in constant led, and Barry looks down. A red bulge had peaked amongst out his suit, piercing through one layer as a thick, dampen fluid drools from one of the outer pore out his groin. In slow time, he can his member bend more against the fabric as the blood begins to work against the flashtime. The fabric rubbing against Barry’s member arouses the speedster as his brain doubles the duration it takes to receive a hard member, he begins to raise his head back up to a slow motioned Cecile still mouthing her words adding on to what she was saying about helping him - one arm mid air swiftly pulling downwards motion as she’s talking, and her eyes oblivious to the change of direction Barry once stood as he now stands up from the seat to the paused world around him. He reaches for Cecile’s mid-air arm before swinging her across the room, blending her into a pool of frozen motioned air molecules. Her face, still in talking posture, begins to slowly shift as reaction settles in. Barry speeds to her and climbs on top before they both land on the floor back into normal speed, with the sound barrier slamming the room into an echo of chaos. Lights crack, and screens flicker as Cecile screams before Barry zooms his hand to her soft, moist lips and whispers among her ear “What do you feel, Cecil?” Cecil’s powers activate as her eyes turn , and she widens. Barry then goes back into flash time, before taking off his suit. He zooms onto her as lighting caresses the two’s skins, connecting the rod into the cloud. The tip pierces against the moist pink layered walls as it doesn’t have time to retract, Barry adjusts his leg to where he pushes his lightning rod further in as the lightning that he generates flickers out his back onto her doorway so it substituted as a lubricant of water based electricity. The lightning rod is now increasing its pace, generating thunder and lightning zapping out her doorway as Barry escalates his speed against the walls compressed against his lighting rod, feeling the natural fluids inside reshape in frozen motion from the foreign rod like Play-Doe. Barry grabs the edges of the telepath, edging deeper as another bolt pierces out of them both and strikes a screen across them. Barry escalates once more before phasing to go deeper and into the telepath’s stomach. Barry remains in flashtime for another hour before finally thrusting into a motion of the sea as his fluids flush out into the pocket of damp shelter. Barry groans and clutches to the lawyer’s shirt waiting a second to fully eject before exiting flashtime and the effects to settle into reality

shes more powerful than barry

@@pupzDZN ☠️

@@preioh “Barry,” A voice echoes into the complex room of chairs and screens where Barry had spent his days. He looks up with a bottle in his hand, and a dead phone hinged into his pocket. His eyes traces the voice to return back to a postured figure standing before him at the entrance- her figure; petite and waist complimented. The bob revealing one to him of few, Cecile. Days before had sprout gradually into weeks and toward months Barry has been in the search for Iris West, and as fast as a speedster may run, one’s humanity of needs and emotions can only pursue itself any more. Lust has painted the young speedster man in desperation, and the intrusive ideas absorb into the mind of Barry like a sponge. His mind had been running, Barry blinks and taps a foot to associate back into reality. “- Did you hear what I said, Barry?” Cecile exclaims. She had already stood in front of the speedster and looked up to his gaze, her arms cross and brows mirroring the same as she wondered Barry’s isolation and silence for the recent weeks in Iris’s disappearance. “I came to check on you.” Cecile adds, observing onto Barry’s dissociation. Barry looks into her eyes deeper if one could even show physically how, and he takes a step forward. “Cecile, I..” he pauses, and inhales. “I am going through something and I want you to use your-“ “My gift?” Cecile concludes. She rests her face and posture, reaching an arm to assure her son in law. She takes an inhale in thought of Iris. “Whatever I can do to help us find Iris, I got you.” Barry’s lips part to form a word, edging to finally come out until he feels a pulse throbbing between his groin. Time around him suddenly swirls into a sharp drag; air molecules we couldn’t see in time reveal itself in frozen motion, the computers’ engines roar blend into a slower broken pace of a whisper audible to now hear the fans spin in gaps, screens flicker in constant led, and Barry looks down. A red bulge had peaked amongst out his suit, piercing through one layer as a thick, dampen fluid drools from one of the outer pore out his groin. In slow time, he can his member bend more against the fabric as the blood begins to work against the flashtime. The fabric rubbing against Barry’s member arouses the speedster as his brain doubles the duration it takes to receive a hard member, he begins to raise his head back up to a slow motioned Cecile still mouthing her words adding on to what she was saying about helping him - one arm mid air swiftly pulling downwards motion as she’s talking, and her eyes oblivious to the change of direction Barry once stood as he now stands up from the seat to the paused world around him. He reaches for Cecile’s mid-air arm before swinging her across the room, blending her into a pool of frozen motioned air molecules. Her face, still in talking posture, begins to slowly shift as reaction settles in. Barry speeds to her and climbs on top before they both land on the floor back into normal speed, with the sound barrier slamming the room into an echo of chaos. Lights crack, and screens flicker as Cecile screams before Barry zooms his hand to her soft, moist lips and whispers among her ear “What do you feel, Cecil?” Cecil’s powers activate as her eyes turn , and she widens. Barry then goes back into flash time, before taking off his suit. He zooms onto her as lighting caresses the two’s skins, connecting the rod into the cloud. The tip pierces against the moist pink layered walls as it doesn’t have time to retract, Barry adjusts his leg to where he pushes his lightning rod further in as the lightning that he generates flickers out his back onto her doorway so it substituted as a lubricant of water based electricity. The lightning rod is now increasing its pace, generating thunder and lightning zapping out her doorway as Barry escalates his speed against the walls compressed against his lighting rod, feeling the natural fluids inside reshape in frozen motion from the foreign rod like Play-Doe. Barry grabs the edges of the telepath, edging deeper as another bolt pierces out of them both and strikes a screen across them. Barry escalates once more before phasing to go deeper and into the telepath’s stomach. Barry remains in flashtime for another hour before finally thrusting into a motion of the sea as his fluids flush out into the pocket of damp shelter. Barry groans and clutches to the lawyer’s shirt waiting a second to fully eject before exiting flashtime and the effects to settle into reality

No it was to lure them in

That reminded me of Sonic forces when they said Sonic presumably died and the very next cutscene they find out he's alive 🤣

Right. After she said “Barry,” A voice echoes into the complex room of chairs and screens where Barry had spent his days. He looks up with a bottle in his hand, and a dead phone hinged into his pocket. His eyes traces the voice to return back to a postured figure standing before him at the entrance- her figure; petite and waist complimented. The bob revealing one to him of few, Cecile. Days before had sprout gradually into weeks and toward months Barry has been in the search for Iris West, and as fast as a speedster may run, one’s humanity of needs and emotions can only pursue itself any more. Lust has painted the young speedster man in desperation, and the intrusive ideas absorb into the mind of Barry like a sponge. His mind had been running, Barry blinks and taps a foot to associate back into reality. “- Did you hear what I said, Barry?” Cecile exclaims. She had already stood in front of the speedster and looked up to his gaze, her arms cross and brows mirroring the same as she wondered Barry’s isolation and silence for the recent weeks in Iris’s disappearance. “I came to check on you.” Cecile adds, observing onto Barry’s dissociation. Barry looks into her eyes deeper if one could even show physically how, and he takes a step forward. “Cecile, I..” he pauses, and inhales. “I am going through something and I want you to use your-“ “My gift?” Cecile concludes. She rests her face and posture, reaching an arm to assure her son in law. She takes an inhale in thought of Iris. “Whatever I can do to help us find Iris, I got you.” Barry’s lips part to form a word, edging to finally come out until he feels a pulse throbbing between his groin. Time around him suddenly swirls into a sharp drag; air molecules we couldn’t see in time reveal itself in frozen motion, the computers’ engines roar blend into a slower broken pace of a whisper audible to now hear the fans spin in gaps, screens flicker in constant led, and Barry looks down. A red bulge had peaked amongst out his suit, piercing through one layer as a thick, dampen fluid drools from one of the outer pore out his groin. In slow time, he can his member bend more against the fabric as the blood begins to work against the flashtime. The fabric rubbing against Barry’s member arouses the speedster as his brain doubles the duration it takes to receive a hard member, he begins to raise his head back up to a slow motioned Cecile still mouthing her words adding on to what she was saying about helping him - one arm mid air swiftly pulling downwards motion as she’s talking, and her eyes oblivious to the change of direction Barry once stood as he now stands up from the seat to the paused world around him. He reaches for Cecile’s mid-air arm before swinging her across the room, blending her into a pool of frozen motioned air molecules. Her face, still in talking posture, begins to slowly shift as reaction settles in. Barry speeds to her and climbs on top before they both land on the floor back into normal speed, with the sound barrier slamming the room into an echo of chaos. Lights crack, and screens flicker as Cecile screams before Barry zooms his hand to her soft, moist lips and whispers among her ear “What do you feel, Cecil?” Cecil’s powers activate as her eyes turn , and she widens. Barry then goes back into flash time, before taking off his suit. He zooms onto her as lighting caresses the two’s skins, connecting the rod into the cloud. The tip pierces against the moist pink layered walls as it doesn’t have time to retract, Barry adjusts his leg to where he pushes his lightning rod further in as the lightning that he generates flickers out his back onto her doorway so it substituted as a lubricant of water based electricity. The lightning rod is now increasing its pace, generating thunder and lightning zapping out her doorway as Barry escalates his speed against the walls compressed against his lighting rod, feeling the natural fluids inside reshape in frozen motion from the foreign rod like Play-Doe. Barry grabs the edges of the telepath, edging deeper as another bolt pierces out of them both and strikes a screen across them. Barry escalates once more before phasing to go deeper and into the telepath’s stomach. Barry remains in flashtime for another hour before finally thrusting into a motion of the sea as his fluids flush out into the pocket of damp shelter. Barry groans and clutches to the lawyer’s shirt waiting a second to fully eject before exiting flashtime and the effects to settle into reality

@@microscopic.caterpillwhat did i just read

@@Breakdownwithemi A parallel timeline. I am only the Watcher

@@Breakdownwithemi Would you like to see the neighboring Earth but Barry and Joe West

You mean Chilllame

"chill lame"

She can’t do much else if the script says so.

@@praneethponnada4976 That’s not true. In one of the older scripts it’s intended to show so as of here where she begins with “Barry,” A voice echoes into the complex room of chairs and screens where Barry had spent his days. He looks up with a bottle in his hand, and a dead phone hinged into his pocket. His eyes traces the voice to return back to a postured figure standing before him at the entrance- her figure; petite and waist complimented. The bob revealing one to him of few, Cecile. Days before had sprout gradually into weeks and toward months Barry has been in the search for Iris West, and as fast as a speedster may run, one’s humanity of needs and emotions can only pursue itself any more. Lust has painted the young speedster man in desperation, and the intrusive ideas absorb into the mind of Barry like a sponge. His mind had been running, Barry blinks and taps a foot to associate back into reality. “- Did you hear what I said, Barry?” Cecile exclaims. She had already stood in front of the speedster and looked up to his gaze, her arms cross and brows mirroring the same as she wondered Barry’s isolation and silence for the recent weeks in Iris’s disappearance. “I came to check on you.” Cecile adds, observing onto Barry’s dissociation. Barry looks into her eyes deeper if one could even show physically how, and he takes a step forward. “Cecile, I..” he pauses, and inhales. “I am going through something and I want you to use your-“ “My gift?” Cecile concludes. She rests her face and posture, reaching an arm to assure her son in law. She takes an inhale in thought of Iris. “Whatever I can do to help us find Iris, I got you.” Barry’s lips part to form a word, edging to finally come out until he feels a pulse throbbing between his groin. Time around him suddenly swirls into a sharp drag; air molecules we couldn’t see in time reveal itself in frozen motion, the computers’ engines roar blend into a slower broken pace of a whisper audible to now hear the fans spin in gaps, screens flicker in constant led, and Barry looks down. A red bulge had peaked amongst out his suit, piercing through one layer as a thick, dampen fluid drools from one of the outer pore out his groin. In slow time, he can his member bend more against the fabric as the blood begins to work against the flashtime. The fabric rubbing against Barry’s member arouses the speedster as his brain doubles the duration it takes to receive a hard member, he begins to raise his head back up to a slow motioned Cecile still mouthing her words adding on to what she was saying about helping him - one arm mid air swiftly pulling downwards motion as she’s talking, and her eyes oblivious to the change of direction Barry once stood as he now stands up from the seat to the paused world around him. He reaches for Cecile’s mid-air arm before swinging her across the room, blending her into a pool of frozen motioned air molecules. Her face, still in talking posture, begins to slowly shift as reaction settles in. Barry speeds to her and climbs on top before they both land on the floor back into normal speed, with the sound barrier slamming the room into an echo of chaos. Lights crack, and screens flicker as Cecile screams before Barry zooms his hand to her soft, moist lips and whispers among her ear “What do you feel, Cecil?” Cecil’s powers activate as her eyes turn , and she widens. Barry then goes back into flash time, before taking off his suit. He zooms onto her as lighting caresses the two’s skins, connecting the rod into the cloud. The tip pierces against the moist pink layered walls as it doesn’t have time to retract, Barry adjusts his leg to where he pushes his lightning rod further in as the lightning that he generates flickers out his back onto her doorway so it substituted as a lubricant of water based electricity. The lightning rod is now increasing its pace, generating thunder and lightning zapping out her doorway as Barry escalates his speed against the walls compressed against his lighting rod, feeling the natural fluids inside reshape in frozen motion from the foreign rod like Play-Doe. Barry grabs the edges of the telepath, edging deeper as another bolt pierces out of them both and strikes a screen across them. Barry escalates once more before phasing to go deeper and into the telepath’s stomach. Barry remains in flashtime for another hour before finally thrusting into a motion of the sea as his fluids flush out into the pocket of damp shelter. Barry groans and clutches to the lawyer’s shirt waiting a second to fully eject before exiting flashtime and the effects to settle into reality

​@@microscopic.caterpill Dude what's with you and these paragraphs.

That’s what I’m sayin lol

Saw set photos for future episodes. Yeah, he was gonna stay alive.

Screw you 🤬 chill blame was a very interesting character I liked him I'm glad he survived.

They made her Charles Xavier 😅

He says it CONSTANTLY>

I guess bc he’s the fastest they have to keep taking his speed so he loses Which is so dumb😂

bro got it back later on youll be aight

Apparently

Remember when the flash had super speed

Dude is Ivy League, though.

Mark reprogrammed It to absorb It and unleashing It at Red Death to make Barry escape

@@luk3zzx154flash lowkey weak then cuz mark reprogramming the treadmill is one thing but brother wasn’t even running on that bitch long enough to work up a sweat let alone should he have lost that much speed to the machines absorption 😭

and why does red death suddenly have the power to severe barrys connection to the speed force, because "draining barrys speed" isnt gonna do jack, as long as he still has a connection to the speed force he can just recharge

Im glad he forgive mark he is the paragon of love and forgiveness ❤ and i get why mark did it he wanted frost back I don't blame him.

Screw you 🖕🖕 barry forgive mark because that is what a hero does forgive and mark lost frost so I don't blame him for betraying them red death gave him chance to get frost back knew she wouldn't want her friends hurt.

that Is not his daughter bruh, it's Cecille

Frost's boyfriend

Frost's boyfriend