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bruciemilf · 17 hours
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do you think that with bruce being autistic, he gets overstimulated by the kids, esp if everyone’s in the same room (considering how chaotic they can be too)
No, actually! I think Bruce’s stimulants react specifically to his sensory palette and needs. An entire night in Gotham city? Surrounded by glass crashing, guns firing, wheels screeching, honking, screaming, etc?
Bruce can handle that tenfold; I imagine the bat kids actually have a noise cancellation effect, because whenever Bruce talks to them, they own his entire attention. Everything else is secondary.
Shut up, anonymous Court of Owls recruiter. He’s talking to one of his babies.
I think he’d be overstimulated/overwhelmed if he he and the bat kids stayed apart for long periods of time tho.
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nightwolf14292 · 3 days
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The Lighthouse (Batfam: Dick)
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"Even in our darkest hours, the Bat-Signal is there. Acting as a lighthouse to guide us home."
Dick wasn't really sure when Scarecrow had decided to step into Blüdhaven. All he knew was that one night everything was fine, and the next he was getting reports of people crazed on fear gas running through the city. Of course as Blüdhaven's hero, it was his job to deal with the villain, even though he really didn't want to. Scarecrow was one of Dick's least favorite villains to deal with, a sentiment shared by most if not all of his family. Jonathan might not have much physical strength, acrobatics, strong weapons, or any of the things most Gotham and Blüdhaven villains have.. But he does have fear gas. Fear gas that seeps into your bones, warps your perception, shows you your greatest fears. It's exhausting to have to deal with, and Dick was already not exactly on stable ground with all of the nonsense happening in Gotham recently. In fact that was why he had returned to Blüdhaven in the first place, he was hoping to take it easy for a few weeks while still helping the people. Either way, now the job falls to him..
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Nightwing stumbled out of the warehouse, head swimming with dizziness and pain. Gas spills out the doors and over the ground like a mist, making Blüdhaven's streets seem far more ominous then usual.
Damn it. He got away.
Dick thinks, gritting his teeth against the fog in his brain. He's trying to ignore it, he really is. He knows the visions aren't real, this isn't his first time on fear gas.. But that's the point, isn't it? It gets into your head, makes you see things that aren't there, makes you believe that it's real. It's not real, right? Or is it. What if it is? No, it couldn't be. These things would never happen in the real world. Bruce would never say this (Or would he?). It can't be (It is.). Dick makes a noise akin to a growl, clutching his head. The sense of confusion and panic that the gas brings on is something he'll never get used to, no matter how many times he's exposed to it. His head snaps up to the darkened sky, filled with black clouds. Not a star is visible through the fog, and the air smells of rain and storm and anger. It brings about a sense of hopelessness. Dick's body shudders. Is he bleeding? He can't tell. He doesn't remember getting hurt, but he could swear there's blood dripping from his nose. Is that a gash in his suit? God his head hurts. He hears a rumble like that of thunder, but whether or not it was real or in his head he can't distinguish. He eyes rise back to the skies, as the clouds part. Darkness, darkness, and more darkness.. But then-
A sign. A sign of hope. A sign of safety. A sign of.. Comfort. There, projected on a dark cloud, high within the skies, is the Bat-Signal. Glowing yellow, bat in the middle, shining brightly as if it were meant to be there. As if it were meant for him. Dick, despite his head swimming with confusion, fear, and hurt, knows that sign better then he knows himself. It means he'll be okay. It means this isn't real. (IT IS!) None of this is real. (NO!) He's.. Okay. He stumbles forward, still unsure of how bad his injuries are, but now with a mission. Scarecrow might have gotten away tonight, but Dick was stupid to try and take him on alone anyway. Fear gas is a scary thing, and he wasn't in the right headspace to deal with it. He needs.. To go home. To see Alfred, and Bruce. Jason, Tim, and Damian. Alfred the Cat, Batcow, Titus.. His family. He needs to get patched up, eat some of Alfred's cooking, talk to his brothers. He needs to be safe again.
And there he will be.
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spicy-apple-pie · 29 days
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Bruce has never woken up so fast in his entire life and he's been stabbed in his sleep before.
Commission Info / Kofi
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ghost-bxrd · 6 months
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Prompt:
Jason hacks into Bruce’s comm when it becomes apparent that he cannot be trusted to keep his birds safe.
Whenever either Tim or Dick are in danger and Batman is nowhere in sight, Jason switches on his side of the audio line to provide mildly ominous commentary.
Bruce is sure his dead kid is haunting him.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 1 year
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Batman: Crime is abnormaly quiet today, one more round and we should go home, chum.
Robin (Jason): A-Okay. I may even have time to read a bit before going to bed.
Batman: I'll think about it.
Robin: We could go to Bat Burguer! Di-Nightwing said they have an amazing chocolate milkshake.
Batman: I don't know, Robin...
Robin: I'm sure they have banana milkshake as well or something fruity.
Batman: Hm
Robin: I knew it!
Batman: Hm??
Robin: You are a fruit bat.
Batman: what?
Robin: I was reading a book about animals and they say that of the 1200 known species of bats only three are vampire bats. You are too normal to be a vampire bat. Also vampire bats are smaller and you are very big and vampire bats move solo and while you like to prented to be moody and lonley you have me, Agent A, Batgirl and Nightwing and that just in Gotham. So you are a fruit bat. And you love fruity things.
Batman: *smilling* I suppose.
Robin: And that means we are going to drink the milkshakes because you can't refuse fruit things!
Batman: Because I'm a fruit bat.
Robin: Yeah!!
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Robin (Damain): I'm the son of Batman, I'll drink your blood, Hood.
Red Hood: Nah, B's totally a fruit bat and as the "blood son" that just means you like banana milkshake, sorry demon brat.
Batman: *in the background, accidentaly listens* *happy hm*
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rainnyydaysworld · 5 months
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Reader: *coughs blood*
Dick: Don't die, Y/N!
Reader: Don't tell me what to do!
Bruce: And have you learnt anything this Christmas, Y/N?
Reader: …Not really.
Bruce: Nothing?
Reader: Tell you one thing I have learnt—Christmas; ultimately, commercial holiday. Who's the real winner at Christmas? Amazon. they have drones now! Tiny little dystopian slaves delivering iPads and headphones. I ordered a toaster; It was on the doorstep five hours later! Do we need that? It was 4.99! For a toaster! I mean, someone's being exploited there.
Steph: You know guys, sometimes I feel like Reader doesn't take me seriously enough.
Bruce: "Sometimes"?
Jason: "Enough"?
Steph:
Jason: Change that to 'at all' and we'll talk.
Damian: Who wants to go out of the country on a road trip?
Reader: Yea, I could drink legally!
Tim: I could hang out with the boys!
Jason: I could hide from the consequences of my actions.
Damian & Dick: *accidentally set the kitchen on fire*
Dick: We need an adult!
Damian: Grayson, you are an adult!
Dick: We need an adultier adult! Get Jason!
Reader: Hey Jason, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this.
Jason, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah?
Reader: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Jason!
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Bruce: *messing around at a gala as a child, pushes into an old scary lady*
Lady: *scowling* I hope you get a child exactly like you.
*years later*
Dick: *stubborn with anger issues*
Bruce: oh no
Jason: I hate you! You’re not my dad
Bruce: *remembering all the times he yelled that at alfred* oh nooo
Tim: *stays up for days obsessing over cases, drinks coffee like it’s disappearing tomorrow*
Bruce: *quietly moved away his files and mugs* oh nooooo
Cass: *charges into a death match to become the best fighter she can*
Bruce: *remembering every training he did before Batman* ....pleaseeee
Damian: I hate school! I don’t need it *gets expelled from every school he goes to*
Bruce: *remembers EXACTLY how many times he got expelled and for why* ....fuck
Bruce: *stared at Duke and Steph*
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arianna-creates · 10 months
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Seeing ghosts from your past, dead best friend angst
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Tfw you and your friend are in love with the same guy and she thinks its funny
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Timkon art ft Bart <3
Last pic is inspired by the fic Liminal Space by Calamityjim on AO3 (aka @calamityjimao3 ). In the fic, comic Tim gets stuck in the Young Justice TV series universe and is adopted by Bruce/the batfam bc he hates how Tim has been treated. It is very heartwarming and occasionaly sad AND is part of a series!! Lots of sweet interactions between Tim/jason and Tim/damian, worth the read 100%
Link to fic
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crii-sis · 4 months
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Batman and Robin (2023-) #5
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kasonkodd · 1 year
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bruce literally gets the happiest when all his kids are home
he loves it when the kids take time outta their busy busy schedules to come over for dinner or family game nights. he gets so excited when ALL his kids can come over.
when one of them cancels he gets SO SAD. like?? all my kids??? not here??? WOE IS ME!!!
Dick’ll be like, “Hey Bruce, got called in tonight so I wont make it. next week though! ill be there for sure!” and bruce is all NOOOOOOOOOO NOOOO MY ELDEST!!! BETRAYED ME!!! THIS IS HORRIBLE and the rest of the kids are at the table like O_o.
jason canceled to have a night in with roy and bruce sulked so hard the rest of the kids thought he was gonna turn into a puddle.
TIM EVEN CANCELED ONCE he wanted to have dinner with Kon. his friends mama always makes such yummy dinners and one night they were having fried chicken, he didnt wanna miss out so he told Bruce he was skipping dinner and would be back for monopoly. bruce was so depressed. he didnt speak the entire dinner
damian got a cold once and couldnt attend family night. bruce was so upset but also mad worried about his tiniest bird. he turns into such a hover parent when any of his kids are sick but this was bad. he almost had everyone eat in damians bedroom. alfred had to literally stop him.
selina will always try to assure him that there is always next time and he makes a scene about WHAT IF THERE IS NO NEXT TIME and selina sighs, pats his shoulder then leaves to go drink wine in the next room over.
but ooooh the nights when he has his babies all under the same roof. his heart is so happy. he loves listening to their banter, their bickers, their genuine conversations. the room always feels so full and so bright. he finds so much happiness when his birdies are home safe right in front of him.
ya my bruce wayne is a sweetheart who loves his kids. what of it.
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bruciemilf · 8 months
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Jason's coming home isn't a smooth affair. It's surreal and destructive and pulsing grief. He doesn't know how to tell Bruce there's no one alive he loves more. Because he does love him. He wouldn't be so dissapointed in him if he didn't.
his love has TEETH now, and Jason is too young and full of sadness to tame them. So he has to show It, in other ways.
Sometimes, it means staring down a brickhouse kryptonian, nervously toying with his fingers over the breakfast table, and pulling out his most vile threats.
Otherwise, it's allowing Bruce's hand to run through Jason's curls, touch cold like a father, with all the love Jason doesn't know. It's accepting book recommendations and silent lunches and resting his head on Bruce's lap.
"Would you do it again?"
"Do what?"
"Raise me. If you had a choice, would you choose me all over again?"
"Yes," Bruce responds after a pause, resolve like molten steel, " There's no me without you. If I could live a thousand lives, I'd choose you in every single one."
And Jason's heart bleeds quietly. He doesn't have to say he'd choose bruce, too. Because he already did.
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billcipherapologist · 14 days
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the batfam as things i and others have said pt 2
jason talking about his death: everyone has bad days, everyone gets blown up sometimes
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tim: dad, how old are you?
bruce: old enough
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dick: the moon is in a phase
tim: what is it, emo?
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jason talking about tims mental state: its being held together with zip ties and a dream
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steph when a bat appears: i hate when men do that… appear out of thin air
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bruce, deadpan: i was gonna say who has a mobile number (police number) but it’s the police
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tim talking about wifi: it keeps dropping out
jason: of high school?
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bruce: are you on something?
little dick: FREEDOM
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tim after scrolling on tumblr for too long: teenagers relate to murder
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dick after fighting slade too many times: he’s always down to kill kids and i respect that
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pt 1
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xxfoulplayxx · 7 months
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So Bruce putting stickynote messages in his kids lunch boxes everyday right. Now imagine, they all kept them all this time, every child he had early enough to have them be in school. And say he finds out about this and he's emotional... but, he finds out Jason kept them all and he's just full on in tears.
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spicy-apple-pie · 6 months
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Bruce: I'm so relieved that Tim and Damian are getting along :)
Damian: shoving the antibiotic down Tim's throat like a dog
(Also Bruce: How's karma taste Tim?)
Part 2 from this
...Part 3...
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sassypossumm · 11 days
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What Are You Baking?
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Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader having a baby, just some self indulgent fluff for my first Bruce Wayne drabble, hope you enjoy!!!
“Hey, Bruce, could you come here for a minute?” You called from the kitchen, putting the final touches on the cake you’d been baking.
“Yeah!” Bruce could be heard from the bedroom, the sound of foot fall following his voice. Shaking your head, you put down the frosting piping back in your hands. Taking a step back, you placed your hands on your hips and admired your work.
“Not too bad.” Hearing Bruce just outside the kitchen, you quickly reached for the dome lid and slammed it down over the cake just as Bruce's head appeared in the doorway.
“What you baking in here? It smells great.” Bruce gave you a sleepy smile and padded to your side. You smiled up at him and moved to stand behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Did I wake you?” You said into the fabric of his shirt. Instead of paying attention to his words, you were too busy taking in his warmth with a smile.
“Y/N?” Bruce twisted to look at you over his shoulder. You looked up at him, thoroughly confused. He raised a brow and smiled. “Did you hear me?” You responded with a lazy smile and a shake of your head. You turned your attention to the dome on the counter and motioned with your chin.
“I have a surprise for you.” Bruce quickly turned back to the object with a grin.
“You made this for me?” With a smile you leaned your cheek against his back, pulling him further into yourself.
“Boy did I.”
“All for me?” Bruce didn’t bother turning as he reached for the lid handle. You shrugged.
“I don’t know about all that. You might have to share a little.” Bruce's response died on his lips when he read what you’d written on the cake.
‘Thanks For Knocking Me Up.’
Bruce dropped the lid and turned to look down at you. “Darling?” His eyes dipped to your stomach, and he took a step back into the counter. You folded your arms and sized him up and down.
“Not the reaction I was expecting.” You chuckled at your little joke. Bruce blinked and stared at you. Several seconds passed between you before Bruce reached out a hand tentatively towards your stomach. “Oh, for goodness sakes, Bruce.” You grabbed his wrist and placed his palm against your stomach. “It’s a baby, not the predator.” Bruce was not paying attention to you; his attention was solely focused on your non-existent bump.  His eyes rose to meet yours and a smile spread across his face.
“A baby?” You matched his smile with your own and nodded.
“You finally told him?” Your son’s voice broke into the moment as he shuffled in to the kitchen. Bruce glanced at Damian before turning his attention back to you.
“He knew before I did?”
“You know our son; you can’t keep anything from him.” You leaned towards Bruce. He merely smiled and bent to lift you into his arms. “Bruce, really.” You whispered, glancing at your son. Damian was opening the fridge and kept his back to you. Bruce made his way towards the living room.
"The cakes all yours.” Bruce called over his shoulder. Damian uncorked the milk and took a drink, shuffling towards the cake. Leaning forward he read what his mother had written.
“Yeah, I think I’m good.” He shook his head and put the milk back in the fridge. “Grownups.” He rolled his eyes and reached for a cold slice of pizza.
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brie-annwyl · 8 months
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Bruce Wayne ideas because I can!
Bruce’s biggest fear is his children being hurt or dying of something he has no control over. Like no matter how much money he drains from his accounts, he cannot save them. This would be if his kids were diagnosed with a chronic illness that would eventually kill them or how Jason was originally supposed to die in the 80’s (AIDS).
Bruce is desperately touch starved but doesn’t know how to ask for affection, and obviously none of his kids (except for Cass) can read him well enough to know what he wants.
Bruce can only communicate when he’s being drugged by truth serum or fear toxin, it’s during a trip on truth serum that Bruce openly admits to Dick that he has adoption forms already signed in his office but he didn’t want to overstep. (If Bruce let out a few tears when he saw forms signed by Dick on his bedside table, no one would know)
Bruce has gotten Alfred a Father’s Day gift every year since he was 7 but hasn’t started giving them to him until Dick gave him one. Alfred definitely found the room Bruce put all of the unused presents, he may or may not have cried too.
Bruce gets his kids gifts on Father’s Day because “I wouldn’t be celebrating today if it wasn’t for you.”
Bruce CAN actually cook okay but purposely does it shitty so Alfred feels he still has a purpose in the manor.
Bruce doesn’t know how to properly apologize to his kids so he does the rich parent thing and uses his money. For Dick he will make donations to elephant charities and orphanages. For Jason he will give Crime Alley children scholarships to go to school and will donate 1st edition classic literature to the library Jason frequents. For Tim he invests in the Photography program and technology programs at his school. For Damian he will rent out art museums in Gotham and Manhattan for the day and will take him there for the day (a new animal will show up in the manor as well). For Steph (yes Steph is his child to me, deal with it.) he will make accessories (batarangs, etc) purple. Once he went out in a purple Batman suit whilst on patrol with spoiler. Cass got a ballet studio in the manor, like mans DEADASS got Clark’s kyptonian(?) ass to come help him too. Duke gets upgrades to his suits, random little gifts left in his room (could be something simple like chocolate or one time Bruce bought him an entire gaming set up.)
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