#The Skin of Memory

[trauma-bot]

patron saint of never growing old

[noxcheshire]

I think I’d be really funny, if Bruce was a reincarnated Vlad.

This is going to be based off of a prompt I saw (I will find you) where Bruce suddenly remembered his past life as Vlad.

HOWEVER, my take on that is the de-aged Ellie and Dan because the amount of ANGST and self hate that Bruce will go through thinking his past self was not only a villain, but also that sort of person?

It will eat him alive.

It will eat that man alive every time he goes to sleep and another burst of memories pass underneath his eyelids.

It burns him when he wakes up with the phantom touch of a body underneath his hands, of a boy just as young as Damian and thinner too, struggling to escape a grip of a man whose hold was too possessive, and too cruel.

It feels like acid swishing down his throat when he wakes with the taste of oily words filled with threat and something more whispered over the form of a boy. A young boy whose blue eyes blazed furiously back and yet tried to hide the quiet bursts of fear underneath.

It feels like Bruce cannot scrub the man he had been right out of him, even when his skin blisters red until it bleeds. Vladimir Masters had woken spitting and screaming, burrowed like a cold sore underneath everything that is Bruce.

Bruce hates it.

Hates the monster he had once been and still is — because despite the fact Vlad is now Bruce, living and breathing and existing here in Gotham — Vladimir Masters still exists.

He is out there right now in a little place called Amity Park, pulling weight and blood just to get what he wants.

A man who has used and abused for far too long…

Perhaps it was time to see to it, that however and whatever way that Bruce came to be, that it began with Vlad’s unfortunate circumstances back into the Ghost Zone.

[hazieash]

It’s a Ratatouille situation

[codgod]

finally finished this thing o7 love being months late to a trend lol but hey i got all my designs for everyone down now so i can be more consistent with them in the future jhvsj

since it got covered by mumbo’s hair, the template is by @/xmaruu11 👍

[shakingparadigm]

NOBODY is allowed to be happy and EVERYONE is doomed

[time-slink]

pearlo…

[haunted-xander]

That's a roundabout way of asking "is it okay to be trans" Xion

[that-scorpio]

Snap Memories 🤍

[artibirdi]

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Lost Book Found (Jem Cohen, 1996)

[labotor]

"I'll keep your secret, DiMA."

[zegalba]

Chiharu Shiota: 'Memory of Skin' (2001)

[phoenixcatch7]

Like I know it's self indulgence but it'd be so funny to see a full kardashian style Brucie Wayne, spoilt playboy prince of Gotham, local sunshine idiot on the front page every other week for darwinian levels of idiocy or billionaire levels of donations.

But he gets kidnapped or something and there's illusions or mind magics that make him think he's in the bat suit and then he gets dumped in the middle of a live world broadcast arena to fight some goons.

Like he doesn't think anything of it, batman's been kidnapped and forced into gladitorial arenas for sport many times before, maybe he always carries concealed weapons so he's still got like grapples and batarangs and stuff, but he's just going full doomslayer on these guys. No cowl. No suit. Just an open silk shirt and a pair of slacks. In full view of the world.

Tell you what, what about the whole justice league. Just a group of the motleyest people you've ever met. There's about as many famous people as there are absolute nobodies.

Several billionaires defer to the guy who writes articles on outdated lead in buildings and socio economic corruption. There's a renowned museum curator flying and uppercutting aliens so hard they get tossed across the room. There's a guy who spoke in science conferences about meta containment procedures running up the wall and delivering a roundhouse kick to three enemies at once. Bruce Wayne and Oliver Queen. Of all people. Two world famous idiot ceo celebrities. And they're back to back whaling on armoured alien henchmen like a well oiled team. A ten year old podcaster shooting lightning from his fingers and no one in the group bats an eye.

Just.... Insanity.

[codgod]

at least we know who you are

[cricketsintheaudience]

got to thinking what bruce’s self-care routine must look like in order to compensate for sweating in a cowl all night and getting your face pressed into the gotham streets. it’s gotta be pretty intense to stand up to paparazzi scrutiny so. he’s definitely scared his kids like this at least once

(my commissions are open!)

[2001hz]

Chiharu Shiota: 'Memory of Skin' (2001-2005)

— Memory of Skin (2001). Five enormous dresses, permanently mud-stained, were persistently washed by streaming water from shower heads in a vain attempt to get them clean. Here, most evocatively Chiharu Shiota explores how existence, although transient, is forever retained in memory, permanent indelible marks never to be gotten rid of.