#brufred

[waccawheels]

Alfred and Bruce in the Bat Kiddie Pool(TM).

[damitim]

kicking my feet giggling at the toxic alfred/bruce yaoi in this comic rn

[egg2k16]

Bruce Wayne has an active social media presence, but doesn’t really post selfies, mostly pics of the skylines, tropical beaches. If he appears, it’s in a long shot or panoramic shot, or him against the sun. They’re usually captioned w encouraging and positive messages

several times, though, he’s posted pics of Alfred. Alfred in his suit looking impeccable, Alfred at a desk reading over papers, Alfred on his birthday with an askew party hat ruefully smiling as a cake with several hundred lit candles was presented to him

all captioned with “love u”

the internet is scrambling to understand what’s their dynamic, bcus Bruce is always surrounded by either hot people or stuffy executives, and sure, he’d mentioned a butler, and is occasionally seen bringing said butler to highbrow restaurants on what seem suspiciously like dates, yet his relationship status says “single”

[setsailslash]

30 Days of Writing: 28/30

17. A transformation before your very eyes. (DCEU: Bruce&Alfred, sort of not really not at all magical girl!au, for @andthensomelion) 

Alfred is a good, kind man and it shows in his actions when he doesn’t laugh in Master Bruce’s face as he proposes Batman to him.

There are quite a few things to unpack here, but first and foremost, Alfred thinks he wants to point the man right back to the drawing board when he shows him the pointed ears and the cape to bury all capes under. 

Instead, he tries for entertaining what can only be a bad idea when a good night ends in a few scrapes and bruises.

“Is there a plan B?”

"You don't think it would work?" Bruce asks him, and there is an implicit trust here that makes Alfred subtly rub at his temple when Bruce turns back to his sketches and blueprints of what has to be a batcar.

"I am simply in doubt about a great deal of things, Master Bruce."

But he is going for his cuff links, rolling back the sleeves of his shirt to settle in at the work table right next to Bruce and pointing out the necessity of a utility belt unless the Batman is planning on carrying a satchel with him on his nightly exploits.

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Every hero has their origin story and a journey song, Bruce Wayne’s got most of that figured out. Alfred doesn’t want to be the one to say it but he imagines there is not much option for him aside from playing sidekick or fairy godmother when it comes down to it.

“Do you think I am naive?”

It is a fair question when the man’s answer to the injustice of the world is to go out and punch it in the face in a few simple words.

“Master Bruce, if I say yes to that, is there any chance I can stop you from going out in this?” Alfred answers with a question of his own.

He sees the man he knows like the back of his hand even pass the cowl and the cape that bellows if there is a breeze that can get into this subbasement.

But here is the difference, Batman is built on fear.

Intimidation of the unjust into something that can be curbed. Crime cannot be stopped, not in any meaningful way but it can be controlled, Batman can be a deterrent in a new world where senseless violence doesn’t have to be accepted.

“Hope is a good thing.” Alfred tells him, and he doesn’t want to sound like a broken record here but it bears repeating.

“Maybe I can become a symbol of that one day.”

Because here is a transformation before his very eyes, and well, if Batman is a magical girl, then his magic might as well be an exorbitant amount of wealth.

[mitzvahmelting]

you ship batman with his son? so do you get off to incest only when it comes to ~yaoi~ or will you ship a man with his daughter too? would you ship batman with cas or women he's like a father to them, like steph and babs? is incest only hot to you when its about men or will you ship a mother and daughter too? or a mother and son?

dude, i’ve written bruce/barbara fic, it’s on my ao3. i also enjoy bruce/cass. i also have, in the past, enjoyed various mother/son and mother/daughter comics. miss me with that “you’re just a fujoshi” bullshit.

i believe that creators can create any content they want.  all that is required of them is they tag it properly, and even that could be supplemented with a “This fic is not tagged, read at your own discretion” warning.

on a personal level, i don’t really enjoy reading stories where the person in the relationship who holds more social power is the one who pursues the other.  this applies to incest stories as well.  that doesn’t mean that people are wrong for writing Bruce as a top or anything, or for writing Bruce having longstanding pedophilic urges. it’s just not always my cup of tea, though i have read and enjoyed it in the past.

rather, i usually prefer the character with less social power pursuing the relationship. it alleviates some of the “wow this is pretty goshdang evil” overtones of other agegap fic, and sits better with me as a reader.  not sure if that makes a difference to you. not sure if it should make a difference to you.

i’ll still defend agegap and pedophilia writers, as long as they tag their works. if you’ve got a problem with that, maybe you should take some time to think about why.

...also i should mention, it isn’t the incest itself that appeals to me. but even if it were, that would be okay.

[waccawheels]

Brufred and/or Bruce pieces from last year.

[psalmsofpsychosis]

So anyway; three months after the Waynes' death, Bruce asks Alfred to teach him the exact way he likes his tea, and then they end up using it as a sort of secret second language for when they need company or need to be alone together, or even a way for Alfred to check on him. Alfred gauging how well Bruce is holding up based on how meticulously the tea is brewed, if Bruce spills it a bit while bringing him the tray, if he puts five cookies in the side plate instead of six, if he takes two extra minutes putting the tray together. This is the only thing Bruce asks Alfred to teach him for a long time, and the cookies Alfred tells him he wants with his tea are not actually cookies he likes, he knows these are the cookies Bruce likes. So they sit and pretend that Alfred is taking his sweet time trying the tea for taste, until Bruce is ready to say something and then Alfred drinks the single cup of tea for as long as it takes for Bruce to tell him the little or the lot of it all. And as Bruce gets older he learns new tricks and relearns old ones, but when Alfred tells him it's tea time, Bruce's tea is always brewed perfect for Alfred. And then it's 4 years later and Bruce is rarely home, and when he is home he's so drunk he doesn't know how he ended up there, and Alfred and Bruce fight so much and Alfred ends up breaking Bruce's nose and Bruce wants him gone, now, but Alfred wont leave. "Wednesday tea time it is," he says firmly, and Bruce looks at him for a long time before he turns and disappears in the kitchen, taking 10 minutes too long and when he emerges he's holding a teacup with shaking hands, dried tear stains all the way down his cheeks, the tea a tad too red with nosebleed. Alfred testes the tea temprature with a finger dip and it's still precise, perfect, pure even with blood in it, so he sits and pretends to wait for the tea to cool as Bruce silently slumps on a softa in front of him. He waits until Bruce is ready to talk, until Bruce cries and tells him he hates him and that Alfred is not his father, tells him he can't bear being Bruce Wayne and Alfred being Alfred Pennyworth for another day, and Alfred wont leave. Because Bruce he hates him and he's not sober enough to remember the way back to his own room, but he remembers how to brew the perfect tea for Alfred.

[waccawheels]

Alfred with some frappe-thing which Bruce brought to him because "it was hot outside and ... well... I know it's perfectly cool here in the glasshouse, but... looked good..."