#and bruce

[mellosdrawings]

Jay being a general sweetheart with any lady more or less twice his age, but a cheeky asshole trying to push all the buttons he can find with any man more or less twice his age will forever be funny.

Edit: please check my reblog. For the "bra".

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

it is so not my year but we gotta gaslight gatekeep girlboss our way out like a true Tim kinnie 😌✊✊

Still no computer so have some trad doodles :D

You can not tell me Bruce haven’t even consider the possibility of Cass and Cardinal’s relation…

HELL YEAH ya got this!! Girlboss it is because this is such girlboss level excellence <333

As always I am blown away by your art and shall hoard it like Tim hoards his birds AND To each- (My ramblings below)

1.YESS- I love the fact that Wisp isnt even visible its just the mask from the shadows and the money is all this poor worker has to go off of. I like to imagine handing the taco out they just see a clawed hand emerge from the shadows and then slowly pull away.

2. Bruce conspiracy stance?? 10/10- and this man kept a VERY close eye on Shivia and Cane, but when he tried asking about any sons he almost got stabbed- three times (the third time by cass)

3. HASGASKD His lil MASKK and Wisp looks like one of those fancy greeting cards. But yes he releases her and is like "Cause some chaos, but for good" and Wisp (sorta) listens as long as its convinenct for her

4. Ultimate transportation, and REALLY adding onto his "pathetic wet cat" vibe even in the mask which is perfection

5. The birds crave their fathers embrace (The father cannot feel his limbs, and is 80% sure hes being activly pick pocketed)

6. Many things have changed in the new time- Tims height definency has not. (Though since they're always so far away and Cardinal 100% has a booster in their shoe- they're tiny but not TINY- and to be fair everyone is small to Bruce)

7. THISSS I love how you managed to portray three different versions all in one, Timothys mask, Tim showing himself having pulled away, and the shadow of Cardinal just behind him. Because in reality Alan is the ONE identity Tim feels free, because Timothy & Cardinal are masks, and Tim is alone.

[birdiegray01]

God i want to write a fic were dick never became Batman (idky maybe he’s stuck in space or something idk) and no one else takes up the mantle so it’s just Damian and Stephanie as the dynamic duo Batgirl and Robin protecting Gotham. Maybe because of the lack of Batman the We Are Robin movement starts up earlier and Duke and his friends help them out too. Barbara is trying her best and there is no weird ableism surrounding her character. Cass is mentioned a ton and is the first to come back. Helena and Dinah pop in a lot to visit Barbara and the three have fun. Talia visits at some point and instead of the weird racist shit they did with her, Damian and her have fun together and she starts regularly visiting and has an apartment there that her Damian stay in when she’s in Gotham. Crystal Brown is a great mom who supports her daughter even if she wishes she wasn’t batgirl and always checks in on her and Damian when they are out as batgirl and Robin. The fic ends with Bruce, Tim, Dick, and Jason coming back to Gotham and seeing how well everyone was doing without them. This is the fic i want to write.

[its-your-mind]

Batman vol. 4 #6

[philmphobia]

this is one of my favourite parts of my current superbat fic. (i love sleepy batfamily after patrol)

you can read it here;

https://archiveofourown.org/works/69611376/chapters/18057110

one more chapter to go! ⭐️

Alfred gave a stern cough and they all turned to look at him. "I believe it is time for bed, Master Bruce."

Bruce took in the heavy way, Damian was leaning on him, the way Dick's smile didn't quite reach his eyes and the way Tim was sprawled out atop the desk, his head resting dangerously on his arm.

Feeling a fizzing warmth settle at the core of him, Bruce conceded "Yes, I think you're right, Alfred."

Damian immediately tried to move, perhaps knowing exactly what was about to be asked of him.

Bruce held on tightly, "Please, Dami. Let me hold you."

Damian sighed like he had just been asked to choose between the sun and the moon. A tiny nod, that anyone else would've missed, was Bruce's answer. He bent at the knees, hooking his arms under Damian's thighs and pressing him firm against his stomach. Damian's arm immediately came up to wrap around his neck, his knees wrapping around Bruce's waist, legs hanging limply.

Bruce pressed his face into the side of Damian's head, nosing at his thick hair. He smelt like Gotham pollution and patchouli, an oil his mother sends him from home, the smallest part of home he allows himself to carry with him. The smallest part he isn't ashamed of. A few seconds of being held tightly in his father's arms and Damian was quickly washed of his hard exterior. The soft edges of him pressing into Bruce's sharpened ones.

Dick came up behind them, Tim pressed to his back like a back pack, his arms hooked around Dick's neck and clutching harshly at the cape of the Batsuit. Tim was about thirty seconds to dreamland, his head already lolling on Dick's shoulder. Dick snagged one of Damian's calves, unlacing the knee high boots gently.

"I'm sorry, Dami. I wasn't thinking about Talia or the league. Were you terribly scared?" The question would have sounded teasing coming from Jason's mouth, but Dick's sincerity was laced through every word.

Damian finally let his head fall heavily on Bruce's shoulder. His cheek pressed awkwardly and his soft breath hitting the curve of Bruce's neck. He attempted a shake of his head and when that didn't work, he uttered a smushed "No."

"No, of course you weren't. What was I thinking?" Dick cooed.

Damian humphed as Dick successfully removed both his boots, passing them to Alfred.

Bruce turned, catching the back of Dick's head with his hand, pulling him down to press a kiss to his temple. Bruce basked in the feel of it for a moment, feeling that familiar pride welling up inside him, letting it fill him, consume him until he could feel nothing else. Nothing but love.

"I'm sorry" He says, softly. "I know you're just trying to help. I just - Thank you. They need you, as much as they need me. They love you and I do too. More than anything."

"I love you too, Dad."

Bruce stepped back, placed a hand on Tim's cheek, that he instinctively nuzzled into. "You'll settle him in?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah." Dick said, fondly.

"Goodnight, boys."

Bruce could've cried when they all responded, simultaneously.

Dick took off with Tim on his back and Bruce turned to face Alfred.

"Jason?"

"Already tucked up in bed, Sir." Bruce's entire body sagged in relief. "Took three rounds of hot chocolate to get him there, but there he is."

[thefanciestborrower]

Someone remind me to actually info dump all my DC vore lore and worldbuilding because there’s a lot and I need to scream to someone about it

[impyssadobsessions]

Sticky Hands Dick Grayson

What should we try next 🤔 @Khoi_Young #gymnast #gymnastics #olympics #sports #resin

Gymnasts using handball resin instead of honey on the bars!#resin #stick #fail #fails

Okay this just made me think that Dick's costume especially has built in sticky hands. Also made me think real reason Jason doesn't like hugs from Dick... Dick forgets to wash his hands so he has trauma from being STUCK to Dick. XD Also just funny idea of Dick constantly getting shit on for his sticky fingers. By rogues and heroes alike. Dick doesn't care =w=b Alfred had to lay down the rules, but even so Dick forgets to wash his hands after a workout XD But as long as he's not using the syrup/honey from the kitchen he has a pass. Bruce using it to add to designs of the suit.. and then add wipes to the tool belt.. and every room of the manor. Just imagine all the bat members having to get use to Dick's sticky hands. And prepare for it. Just imagine all the silly chaos with it XD And all the scoldings Dick gets from Alfred of when he forgets to clean up the unusual spots he likes to climb. Especially if it attracts bugs.