Batman's titties

ID/EN || he/they || DC and Marvel only || Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne is my Barbie and Ken. I play with them.

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careful you stupid little thing

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oh and then he ohhh man ohhh my stupid teeth son

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I was kinda thinking about Bruce being in an arranged marriage with Lex Luthor (idc if it's A/B/O or not), and then somehow he managed to make his husband's enemies to fell in love with him.

Like...

"Harvey Dent, ya know me, sugar. The district attorney," he introduced himself. Bruce, with his fine black suit, in a HIS event, raised one of his eyebrows. His peach colored lips smiling sweetly at the popular DA from his hometown. He had to admit, this man is far better than his husband.

Every year, on 14th February, Bruce would made an event where each people who wanted him to be their Valentine must impress him with something. An offering, perhaps. Lex never really gave any shit about Bruce's expensive lifestyle, and how he mostly had flings here and there. That bald man is too obsessed with Superman to even notice.

Bruce will be surrounded by men, women, people. Their expensive gifts had been waiting for its new owner. The lucky ones to get the VIP tickets shall try to impress him, and if they're lucky, they're going to have a spare moment with the most beautiful billionaire. And apparently, it was the most waited moment in rich people's life.

Bruce, without any doubt, never really payed attention to the VIP list. He wanted a surprise, so he waited for each VIP members to approach him with their respective gifts and flattery.

Harvey Dent was one of them. Strange to see the DA to be this naughty. Spending his money solely to catch Bruce's attention. The VIP tickets is not affordable by any means, that's why only a little to no people would waste their money. However, Bruce manages to sold all seven of his tickets. The others is not so lucky to get one.

He was thrown aback when a man suddenly pulled him by holding his wrist. This charming blond man with a well kept beard, cocky smile, and green eyes. Bruce instantly smiled at this man. Ollie. Or better known as Oliver Queen. Bruce had always expected this man to court him. He never actually accept his offers, though. It's fun to see people trying to ran after him.

Ollie take Bruce's hand on his own, kissing it gently as Bruce smiled at the ticklish sensation Ollie's beard gave him. With a gentle approach, he slides up a ring on Bruce's finger. Then he softly guide Bruce to dance. As they does, Oliver had put a necklace on Bruce's neck before saying goodbye.

Bruce should've expected this when his VIP tickets was sold out. Selina Kyle. The prettiest thief to ever known. Her and the stealthiest approach she always done to Bruce. Gently taking Bruce's larger body to a private table. Ordering few expensive dish, and smiling gently at Bruce.

Bruce's eyes only widened when she gave him a tiara. Should have expected from a thief. She probably stole it from Gotham museum. Metropolis never had one of this collections before. He had seen it when Lex was taking him out to a jewelry shopping.

"Put it back from where you've stole it, Selina."

"Your requirements didn't say that you'd never accept a stolen gifts, eh."

The next one was a gentle breeze. A demon. Talia Al Ghul. Her tall stature matches Bruce perfectly as her masked figure guided the billionaire to dance to the masochism tango. Bruce laughed softly when Talia kissed his cheek, leaving a deep red lipstick mark on it. So pretty.

Talia gave him a simple emerald earring that worth more than someone's life, apparently. Which makes Bruce's heart purred loudly. He liked them possessive. It's fun to see people yearning for him, and being like a lapdog for him.

Bruce twirls with his new earring, ring, necklace, and tiara. He looked like an emperor surrounded by his people who adorned him with jewelries.

One man tried so hard, very hard, to gain Bruce's VIP ticket. None other than Hal Jordan who learned that maybe catching expensive cats is not as easy as he might have thought in the first place. Because holy fuck, all of the hardship for a year now was being payed off by Bruce Wayne actually approaching him.

Stayed for a little dinner, where Hal absolutely charmed Bruce with his simplicity. Bruce liked it when someone works so hard just to gain his attention. It's like he was special for them, into the point where they work so hard to chase him. Unlike some bald man, apparently.

Hal leave a kiss on Bruce's neck, soft and gentle. Bruce moaned softly. Damn right, he love this type of gentle approach. How happy he was when he's given a heart shaped box of chocolate, a little plushie, and a key for Hal's motorcycle parked outside.

What a cute man.

That changed completely when Minkhoa Khan dropped to the ballroom with his usual cocky attitude. Hands gripping his blades too hard, Bruce almost wanted to strangle that man. If not for the fact that he bought the VIP ticket like it was nothing.

He brushed a dust off from his shoulders, before walking with a careful steps towards Bruce. Inviting the billionaire into a sadistic and nostalgic dance. Their little dance they did when they're both fools, and teens. "Acting like a hoe even after having a husband, Brucie?" Khoa asked. Almost mocking.

"Shut up and give me your offerings, Minkhoa."

Khoa smiled, absolutely and utterly in love with Bruce's harsh words served only for him. It makes him feel special. And Khoa's gift for Bruce was a simple dagger, with gold adorning it. A lapis lazuli was placed in the middle of the handler in a tear shape. It's almost reflecting Bruce's eyes whenever he cried when they're still training.

It switched again from Khoa, to a gentle, sweet Smallville accent that got Bruce rolling on his bed like a teenage girl.

"Mister Wayne."

Oh, and Bruce know who's the winner.

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I wanted Brucie to be in a villainess story so fucking bad but my writer's block is acting up rn. Please let that man to be a mean girl please please

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Batman was something, alright?

The way these criminals would be laughing to themselves as the night swallow the city, crime leaving its trace to the surface of Gotham. It's almost pathetic, really.

People needs to understand how the crime in this city works. If you're just a robber, a thug, any sort of cliche crimes, compared to the crime the Rogues Gallery had done, was something to be called unfair.

If anyone from outside Gotham thinks that being a criminal in Gotham was easier, then they're loud and wrong.

It's a common knowledge that whoever decided to be crazy enough to challenge this cursed city, must be out of their mind. I mean, look at the famous criminals here. All of them was either a madman, depressed people, or just straight up psychopath.

Because no one, none, would have the balls to face someone—something—made out of the shadow and despair of the city; Batman.

He's the hope. But at the same time, he's something much more unpredictable. Like a loyal knight who knows no boundaries, and only blindly do what Lady Gotham wished him to do.

The children—Robins—too was something. It was said that these children was Batman's own children. He birthed them, metaphorically and literally. No one knows how. They just know the fact that somehow, their Dark Knight was able to reproduce without any mate.

They just saw a fully grown child, and assumed that Batman birthed them.

The knowledge of this had increased after Red Hood and Nightwing. The vigilante of Blüdhaven had been calling Batman "mother" in Romanian language multiple times. Whilst Red Hood would just said the word "mum" before Batman appears behind him.

When Red Robin was out, he had also began calling Batman that terms. Almost every Robins, or the closest ones of Batman, calls him "mother". Something like that. Maybe except for the angry little new Robin and his sharp teeth.

They're not sure about the Batman. Who he is, or what he is. He was something. Crawling through the shadow of the skyscrapers, disappearing in the midst of darkness. Something else. Almost human, but not at the same time.

His gender was fluid. Something they couldn't decipher. Whilst his appearance was unique, almost otherworldly. With his strong physique that could easily be assumed to be someone who had give birth to more than five children. No eyes beneath the cowl. Maybe the white thing was his eyes.

But who knows? He's strange.

Very... Gothamite, per say.

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Bat signs of distress—wings flapping.

There was a time where cryptid creatures like Batman and his numerous amount of children was discovered. Gotham and her sister had practically his the existence of these flying crime fighters for years. The newly formed Justice League gets to jump into an attempt to recruit the Batman, or perhaps just coming back with empty hands.

Clark flies through the dark sky of Gotham. Today, the smell of her was not pleasant. Clark wonders what happened to this city again, leaving her with such suffocating bad smell that drains Clark's nostrils. He was very much not grateful of his superpowers this time.

Clark was in a mission to search for the Batman, he was operating in the upper side, while Aquaman was in Gotham underground, hoping to find the Batman.

Then a mysterious figure comes flying. Wings flapping, moving gracefully on the darkness of Lady Gotham. They looked like the personification of Gotham's shadow. So beautiful, yet dangerous.

The Batman.

Clark was about to approach him, flying behind the man himself. But then the Bat realized it, his wings shrunken. He flew to Clark's direction, and his wings hits Clark right on his face. He could hear hissing, like a feral bat.

"We means no harm!" Clark tried to calmly explain. "We're just here to—"

"Leave."

Clark looked at the Batman ridiculously. "But—" a hiss again. And then, the Bat's wings flapped in distress. A more colorful themed child appear beneath Batman's cape. "Is that—"

"Leave the city."

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That was years ago. Bats in distress was always been hard to handle.

Bruce flapped his wings again as he pouted over the simplest thing. He doesn't like the fact that his nest is getting touched by a human, yet Clark did it. Again! Bruce crossed his arms in front of his chest as a sign of anger.

Dick and his shiny, glittery blue wings wrapped himself around Bruce, giggling at Clark's defeat.

Jason and his broken, piping hot red wings would plopped himself on the nest. The nest is big enough to contain several adults whose height is over than 6 foot, perhaps. And Jason just snickered.

Tim hummed, his artificial yet transparent wings hugs himself as if he's hiding his body. He's the only one who doesn't get a natural wings like the rest.

Cassandra had the same wings as Bruce, just with a slight yellow on the edges. She looked at Clark, pitying him. But Clark knows that's a damn lie.

Duke let his wings stretch as he yawn. Those white wings, with slight golden patterns stretch wider than Bruce's wings. He didn't even glance at Clark.

Damian had this cute little green and gold wings that hasn't developed yet until he turns fifteen. He curled up on his Baba's lap while giving Clark a mocking look.

"You are going to sleep outside," Bruce spoke. His dark—with slight glittery grey shade—wings flutter again.

Bats is so hard to handle. Definitely.

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"I Brought Pets"

Damian comes home later than usual. Thank the Wayne Enterprises for keeping him busy all night so that he rarely spend his time with his son. It's almost ridiculous if it weren't painful.

The Batcave was louder than usual. Something probably happened when Damian was on work.

"Bane! Catch!" a loud bark can be heard downstairs. Along with a deep growl.

Damian quickly ran in case something happened to his son. And fuck, he was shocked to see the sight of the Batcave being a fucking zoo. Animals, a lot of animals, were sprawled across the cave.

And there is Bruce, his angel of small death. A bubbly giggles, soaked in sunshine. Toothy smile formed over his face as if he hasn't just play with a large dog, much larger than Titus nor even Ace the Bathound. And Damian's mouth were agape.

"Baba!" Bruce calle out with a sunny smile. "I brought pets!"

Pets...

A crocodile named Waylon, a giant German shepherd named Bane, a bulldog that is twice Bruce's size named Harvey, and a snow leopard named Khoa. The question is; how does this kid gets these exquisite animals!? Bruce is mostly in the manor, mind you!?

Alfred, with an exaggerated sigh, answered, "magic, Master Damian. Magic. Lady Zatanna wasn't kidding when she said that magic is a problem."

To put it on; these animals is a magical creatures. They're the result of Circe's spell. The magic will faded after a week, usually. Zatanna tried to contact Damian for his help to accommodate the animals, but it was only Bruce and Alfred in the manor today. And Bruce is going to cry for hours if his pets were gone.

So Damian doesn't have much choices rather than keeping these large animals in the manor. They were protecting Bruce as if they're some sort of bodyguards.

"Alfred, is this a mid-life crisis?"

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Time Travel (sort of)

"Hush, be patient, Master Wayne."

"But that's my son, not yours!?"

"Careful, darling, you might break his poor little angel ears."

Bruce could hear his parents talking. He knew his head wasn't on the right way when he saw the vision of his mother and father. Even Alfred is there. Exactly how Bruce remember him when he was younger.

He quietly grasp for nothing in the air. Thomas squealed. He carries Bruce, lift him up in the air like some sort of toy. And Bruce doesn't understand it even a little bit.

Where was he? Why is his parents still alive? How did this happen?

As it turns out, he time traveled. Sort of? Perhaps.

He had been died in his first timeline. That's all he could remember. Being under Superman's embrace, his head badly wounded, and Dick was desperately trying to keep him alive. But it was all worthless.

Bruce is dead.

And now he somehow get transported into where he had been started. In his lively manor, with his parents and Alfred. Like a family supposed to be. But Bruce know better.

Somehow, he could still lose his parents. He doesn't want to. But it's the event that would impacted so much to his life.

And what Bruce did is to pretend that it doesn't impacted him that much. To pretend that he's alright and had been moving on. Never becomes Batman. Just a regular kind, caring, and cheerful Bruce Wayne.

Somehow he still got Dick Grayson who sneak out every night, followed by Jason Todd (he didn't die in this timeline, thank god), Cassandra Cain... basically all of his previous children.

He knew that they were up to something. Something like "vigilantism".

And what's wrong with the Justice League trying to protecting Bruce all cost? It's not like he's a damsel in distress! (He is an attention seeking whore instead).

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IM WORKING ON IT OK

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At first, it started as a joke.

Brucie Wayne funding the Justice League is some sort of sick joke Jason told at night. He said that it would be funny, blah blah blah, proper name, backstory stuff, place name.

Bruce took that joke, and decided to help the Justice League with their messy team schedule, equipment (because he's Batman before, duh), and all. The JL? They were all like, "damn who the fuck is this cutie guy an why is he repairing our equipment we should protect him all cost".

It's cute, really. Bruce loved the way Barry would just come to him like a scared child while carrying his broken communicator. Or Hal thanked him everyday with a cup of coffee. Or Clark and Billy hugging him like some puppy while saying thank you like a spell.

Bruce never experienced this kind of honesty before. Maybe he did, but he's too focused on being the dark and brooding Batman. Not himself. Not the one who he wanted to become.

Now, it's time for Bruce to fix his mistakes. He still keep few contingency plans for the team, because it's necessary to have at least ten of them.

But now, he's just regular guy. Bruce Wayne. *Brucie. And he needs to be saved everytime he's kidnapped! Because who would have thought that this cheerful ass whore learned almost every martial arts in whole world in his past life?

Anyway, he loves being saved. Looks like a princess (Cassandra's words).

Maybe being a regular Bruce Wayne isn't that bad at all. Except, the villains doesn't have the balls to hurt him too. What the fuck.

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Jason's Parental Diary

Somehow, the generational curse is taking a toll on Jason's back.

Guess what? He's a dad now. With five fucking children who were bunch of racoons. Just like him and his siblings, apparently (Bruce's words). Feral, wild, and angry.

He doesn't understand how Bruce could like just ignore these children who were ruining every parent's morning. Jason is flabbergasted. He is most likely will appreciate his dads more than anything even when he sort of have a personal beef with Harvey Dent.

It just uncanny, man. Him? The current Crime Boss (lie)? Parenting children while spitting his anger to some diary because his therapist said so? Well, that's unexpected.

Jason's life is basically drained by these bunch of feral animals called; his children.

"This is so miserable. Alexa, wrote; I hate my children on my diary, please."

Bruce? He's very much amused. He really love having grandchildren, but it seems like Jason didn't enjoy it. He looks like when Harvey first meet Dick Grayson in McD. Dick is manipulating Harvey into buying him a Happy Meals.

Oh, and by the way every story will be in Jason's perspective since it was his diary.

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Time Travel (sort of)

"Hush, be patient, Master Wayne."

"But that's my son, not yours!?"

"Careful, darling, you might break his poor little angel ears."

Bruce could hear his parents talking. He knew his head wasn't on the right way when he saw the vision of his mother and father. Even Alfred is there. Exactly how Bruce remember him when he was younger.

He quietly grasp for nothing in the air. Thomas squealed. He carries Bruce, lift him up in the air like some sort of toy. And Bruce doesn't understand it even a little bit.

Where was he? Why is his parents still alive? How did this happen?

As it turns out, he time traveled. Sort of? Perhaps.

He had been died in his first timeline. That's all he could remember. Being under Superman's embrace, his head badly wounded, and Dick was desperately trying to keep him alive. But it was all worthless.

Bruce is dead.

And now he somehow get transported into where he had been started. In his lively manor, with his parents and Alfred. Like a family supposed to be. But Bruce know better.

Somehow, he could still lose his parents. He doesn't want to. But it's the event that would impacted so much to his life.

And what Bruce did is to pretend that it doesn't impacted him that much. To pretend that he's alright and had been moving on. Never becomes Batman. Just a regular kind, caring, and cheerful Bruce Wayne.

Somehow he still got Dick Grayson who sneak out every night, followed by Jason Todd (he didn't die in this timeline, thank god), Cassandra Cain... basically all of his previous children.

He knew that they were up to something. Something like "vigilantism".

And what's wrong with the Justice League trying to protecting Bruce all cost? It's not like he's a damsel in distress! (He is an attention seeking whore instead).

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Tantangan Cinta

Clark Kent, reporter Daily Planet, dan diam-diam adalah seorang Superman yang terbang di langit biru Metropolis. Tidak ada yang tahu bahwa dirinya sedang mengalami krisis berat!

Bagaimana tidak? Dia harus melewati berbagai rintangan dari Batfamily hanya untuk memenangkan hati seorang Bruce Wayne.

Huft! Susah sekali menghadapi Tujuh Anak Iblis ini!

"Aku akan membunuhmu dalam tidurmu," Jason berkata sembari menatap tajam ke arah Clark.

Sekali lagi Clark mempertanyakan kewarasannya jika ia benar-benar berpacaran dengan Bruce...

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idk, maybe I just want to see him getting dicked down??

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The feeling when someone bookmarked your fic 💕

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everyone has their own crackship that has 20 to 50 fics on AO3 so they gotta repopulate an entire ship of their own