Aaaaaand he’s complete 🔥👨🏻‍🚒🚒

73,000 stitches, measuring at 37x49cm (14x19 inch for my American fam)

Very pleased to have finished this in time for the S7 premier this week.

As always, a huge huge thank you to the amazing Linda @skyhighrollins911 for the permission to use her incredible work as my inspiration for this piece.

Just need a bloodied up Eddie to match…..

Don’t know how the fuck you did this but it’s amazing!!

have elijah haters ever stopped to consider that he’s a single mom who works two jobs? who loves her kids and never stops?

you have to be strong, for all of us. 

WHO NEEDS MIDDLE BITS WHEN YOU CAN HAVE ✨ 𝒔 𝒄 𝒆 𝒏 𝒆 𝒔 ✨

FIC REC FRIDAY!!!

week #33

Wanderlust by BelleMorte180 (@bellemorte180)

when i first read this fic, i left comments on every chapter trying to solve the murder mystery whodunnit alongside klaus … and failed miserably, embarrassingly, and spectacularly. for the cheap price of clicking on this link, you too can annoy erica with your useless predictions. alas. we can’t all be as clever as she is.

 You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the one.

Can someone write a fic where Bruce is on a JL mission and they somehow get a baby that they need to take care of until they find their parents. And all the JL members just cannot stop this baby from crying (this is before Clark has Jon so he’s pretty clueless with babies still) and eventually Bruce is like, “give them to me.”

And the JL is like “uhh, we don’t know if we should trust BATMAN with a baby, but at this point… fuck it.” And hand the baby over to him.

And Batman tucks the baby into his chest and softly bounces them, talking to them gently in a deep rumbly voice. “It’s okay sweetheart. Shhh, you’re safe.” And eventually, the baby doesn’t just stop crying, but falls asleep.

And the JL just stand there, gobsmacked. Because what the fuck??? Why is the Batman so good with babies??? And the rest of the mission Batman just has the baby because a) they don’t want them to wake up and start fussing again. And b) because Batman looks genuinely happy (as happy as Batman can be without deeply horrifying the JL).

This is..... Not what I was supposed to spend the last couple hours on....

Lantern was the first to approach him once the child had fallen asleep. He seemed awkward, afraid to make a noise and wake them up. It wasn't likely to happen, he was so exhausted from screaming Batman was pretty sure the poor guy would sleep through gunfire.

"So... What is it we should be doing?" He was sure Lantern could see his raised brow from through his cowl as he stumbled over his words. "I mean, we know what we should be doing. Trying to find a way to get out without destabilizing the cave, wait for Cyborg and the others to show up, find a way to signal out exact location. It's just... How do we do that from in here?"

He'd been thinking on that himself, before it became clear that none here had ever held even a happy child, let alone a terrified one. He stayed silent, debating the best course of action. He could summon the batplane, have it land on top of their position, but would Cyborg know that's what it meant? Would he be able to use the comms, choppy as they were underground, to tell him? More importantly, would the plane landing destabilize the pocket they were in? It was a risk he couldn't take, especially not with the baby on his chest.

The little one shivered a little, clenching tiny fists against his shoulder, and he reached over his shoulder to wrap the baby in his cape as best as he could.

"There's not much we can do. I have a small beacon, but it won't do much good until Cyborg's a little over a mile away, thanks to all this," he gestured at the collapsed cave. "All we can really do is wait."

"How did you do that?" Batman pulled the beacon out of his utility belt. It really was small. He'd designed them for Dick when he'd become Robin, in case he got trapped out of sight. He'd made sure the League systems could pick up on them too, even though Dick was off on his own now. Tim had one, now, and so had Jason. He pushed the thought away as he picked a spot to place the beacon.

"Do what?" he finally responded.

"How'd you get the kid to stop screaming? You aren't exactly known for your cuddly nature." It was Flash who answered, not Lantern, but he suspected they'd been asking the same question he wanted to avoid. Too many memories were buried there. His children, heartbroken after failing to save someone, terrified after their first and second and twentieth near death encounter, hurt and scared and unable to do anything about it.

"Gotham has a high population of homeless. Including children." The cave felt like it was holding it's breath as he dodged the real reason in favor of one that hurt him a little less, kept him from remembering his own failures.

"Some people there have morals. Some don't. You need to be able to keep children calm and quiet to free them, sometimes. And you need them to know they're safe after, no matter what happened."

He let the team's eyes follow him as he began to walk the perimeter again, still rocking the baby boy with olive skin and the start of dark hair on his head. He didn't tell them about the fall of the Grayson's and how many times he'd comforted Dick. Didn't tell them about Tim facing his uncle, and how he'd shaken. Didn't tell them about Jason. About the child he failed.

He just kept the baby asleep, humming and talking and running over how he could get him home safe. How he could save this child.

This, but good mom Talia.

After they’re free Bruce takes the baby home to find his parents and he comes back to a message on in computer with Talia like “did the drop off go smoothly?”

And Bruce is like “what drop off?”

And Talia is like “well I staged this emergency and some allies were supposed to explain to you the situation.”

Bruce is like “no??”

And Talia explains that being centuries old is not good for the old noggin and Ra’s is going a little bit crazy so she staging a coop. And although it breaks her heart, she decides it’s best for Damian, their son, to be raised with Bruce.

So now… Bruce has a baby. And he’s so scared but so happy that this little cutie patootie is all his.

(Bonus points if there’s Tim angst because Bruce is so soft now and is there a point for him to be Robin anymore? But Bruce is in the nursery talking to Damian about how clever his big brother is. Bonus Bonus points if Tim overhears but thinks Bruce is referring to Dick or Jason)

30 Minute Speedpaints (6 of 9) - Diana Franco

now we know the source fellas please appreciate and acknowledge the artist for all ur memes

BONUS:

me, quietly whispering to the ao3 page of an author who doesn’t even know I exist: I am obsessed with you

me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who hasn’t updated anything in four years: I think about you often and I hope you’re alright

me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who wrote one life altering banger and nothing else: I hope your pillow is cool and your skin is clear and you find money in a forgotten jeans pocket

me, whispering to every single person on this post: please leave one singular comment saying literally any of that

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In situations and headcanons and such where Bruce doesn't tell the justice league his identity, I feel like one of the most often cited reasons is that they'd then immediately connect all of his many waves of increasingly smaller vigilantes back to him.

But I'd like to think it doesn't happen like that.

Like, at some point, Nightwing has been on the team for years, and somehow, no one that didn't already know him as Robin has connected him back to Batman, but of course both Bruce and Dick think they know, because they have to, right?

But then Bruce's identity gets revealed while Dick's off world or something, but he gets filled in, so he assumes that his identity is blown too, right? Of course, once you know Batman is Bruce Wayne, it'd be easy to put together that Dick Grayson is Nightwing.

So then Bruce and Dick have to rush to the watchtower from some sort of Wayne family event one day, but there's no real need to put on their costumes yet, because the league already knows their identities.

Until...

Green Lantern, watching a young man that he's only ever seen through gossip magazines fiddle around in the watchtower: Hey, Bru-Batman, I know we found out your identity and all, but do you really think it's a good idea to bring your children into this? I mean, what if he gets hurt?

Dick, incredulous: You... you do know who I am, right?

GL: It's hard to not know who you are. I saw you on a magazine cover just the other day.

-long pause-

Dick: Bruce, when you used to complain that you work with idiots, I thought you were exaggerating.

-general sounds of outrage from the JL-

funniest possible response to getting my gender marker changed

The backstory for the horse is that he injures anyone who tries to ride him