Why i don't know no one asked but im gonna share anyways don't look at me like that mr judgey mc judgey pants
(yes i havent slept in a day or two)
batman the animated series version of batman
batman beyond (terry as batman with old man bruce just loved the dynamic and i adore the aesthetic of this version of gotham)
arkham video game series batman (wait before you judge hear me out is he cold yes, is he calculating yes, is he a bit unhinged yes, does he make morally questionable decisions also yes, but he still has this scrape of empathy in him and when he finds out jason is the arkham knight and alive he sounds so genuinely shocked and hurt even though he masks it he's still very humanized which is what batman should be flawed and human)
absolute batman (he's so unnecessarily funny and unhinged man's has me cackling especially in the first 3 issues i have not caught up on this series do not spoil shit for me in the comments. also again he's still humanized unhinged incredibly unhinged but human and funny as hell)
and a honorable mention even though he's not batman yet in this series and no i did not go past like season 2 or 3 i rhink i checked out after they made gordons wife a weird fucked up version of harley... but bruce from the tv series gotham like that kid i can absolutely see becoming batman like absolutely i think this is the best version we've ever gotten of kid bruce
(AS ALWAYS NO FIGHTING IN MY COMMENTS IF YOU DISAGREE SCROLL AWAY THIS IS AN OPINION DON'T LIKE IT SCROLL ON ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.. KEEP IT RESPECTFUL AND KIND IN THE COMMENTS IF I SEE ANY FIGHTING OR RUDE SHIT IN THE COMMENTS I WILL BLOCK AND DELETE YOU AND YOUR COMMENTS IF IT KEEPS HAPPENING I'LL TURN COMMENTS OFF AND YES REBLOGS ARE OFF FOR THIS JUST INCASE SOMEONE WANTS TO BRAWL IN THE TAGS OR COMMENTS NOT DOING IT THIS IS A SAFE PLACE FOR BATFAM ENJOYERS)
Hi!! Could i request for a shipboard of batcrow (Gotham) with themes of comfort,maybe some medical themes,maybe some blood/scars(if you can't it's ok!!),bandages and maybe possessive/obsessive behavior? Thank you! If you can't it's ok! -🎭🎧
Art and some info of Martha Wayne from my Gotham AU
Martha and a Thomas were not killed in crime alley as Matches wasn’t aware of the existence of Jerome and Jeremiah so the twins were able to attack him before he could shoot and kill Martha and Thomas .
When Matches was down Martha shot and killed him to protect her family this led to her pears being stained with matches’s blood.
She works close with the mob to try and run in in the safest way possible and wears the pearls as a sign to not mess with her as she can and will kill to protect herself and her family.
Summary: Bruce is living the party life as a coping mechanism of happened with him and Ra’s Al Ghul. One night after numbing the pain of his issues, he leaves the club to go and find you.
Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader
HE CHUGGED DOWN HIS FIFTH SHOT. His bold dark sunglasses was on his face as excess alcohol dripped down from his chin. There was nothing more to his usual night but just the same old partying, drinking, dancing and making out with pretty girls. But then the sounds around him were inaudible and everything went mute. The music, the laughing, the partying, the cheering, all numb.
Billionaire Bruce Wayne had been watching the alcohol fountain placed at their booth in front of him, only because there was nothing else to do. He had recently sat down to take a break from jumping on the bar counters for probably the tenth time and the fifth shot he took made his stomach feel a bit uneasy, but as if he hadn’t been moving out of his seat for the past half hour.
Bruce looked up.
The disco lights suddenly looked like he was put in a trance and then into a flashback. The disco ball from the club was now the disco ball spinning around a much smaller venue. The music was just as loud but it was more of a groovy 80′s vibe, and the dance floor was now the rink. People dancing were now people skating, holding hands and laughing, enjoying the night.
Bruce was there too, being the absolute worst skater in the room. He was quite embarrassed knowing that he couldn’t skate for his life, and Y/N being much better of a roller skater than him didn’t make him feel better, but as long as they were happy spending time together that’s all that mattered to him.
Y/N insisted they hold each other’s hand so Bruce would be able to skate around the whole perimeter of the rink without falling on his bottom every so often. Bruce’s hand was warm when he held Y/N’s, and his hand was feeling warm right now . . .
“Bruce?” A girl’s voice snapped him back to Earth. He blinked and looked to see that one of the girls he was with was holding his hand, looking at him worriedly. “You okay?”
He stared at her. She was pretty, but she wasn’t Y/N.
“Gotta go.” And just like that, Bruce got up, leaving behind his drinks and his group of “friends” he was attending the club with.
Ignoring the guys that were calling his name to come back, Bruce walked past the bouncer and out into the streets of Gotham. He sighs realizing he had no other way to get to where he needed to be as he had left Alfred at home, and his use of tone towards him before running away from home to go party was obviously clear that he didn’t wanna face him tonight and be in for a lecture of respect and a well mannered attitude to his butler.
And no, he was smart enough not to walk alone at night. Bruce whistled at a taxi and hopped in.
In the warm comfort of their bed, Y/N tossed another piece of popcorn into their mouth with no trouble, flipping to the next page of the book they were so into. In fact, they were so into the good part of their book that they didn’t notice Bruce walking into their room after being let in by their parents.
Y/N was aware of his presence, but kept their eyes fixated on the chapter.
“Long night of partying, playboy?”
Bruce crooked a small smile. “The music was giving me a migraine.”
“The music or the alcohol- which by the way I can smell it on you.” Y/N wrinkled their nose.
Bruce cautiously took another step into their room. He hasn’t visited Y/N in a while ever since he started partying, in fact he hasn’t seen or spoken to Y/N. It was like he ghosted them and found new people.
“I guess you’re mad at me?”
Y/N rested the book on the bed. “I’m not mad, I’m just . . . confused.”
“Why? Did I do something wrong?” Bruce asks.
“Did I do something wrong?” Y/N got up. “Because lately you’ve been so caught up hanging out with Grace and them, suddenly you’re giving Alfred attitude even though he’s fixed you a cup of coffee and painkillers from your hangovers. And you just stopped seeing me.”
“I guess that answers my question,” Bruce shrugged slyly. “I’m really sorry, Y/N. But I’m here now.”
“Yeah, drunk. Maybe you should just go home,” they suggested, crossing their arms. “What’s the use of coming here, Bruce?”
“I was hoping we could go to the skating rink.”
“It’s midnight. They’re closed.”
“But didn’t we once sneak into the place during closing hours?” Bruce smiles.
“Bruce . . . go home.” There was something about the tone of their voice that made his confidence shrink. Y/N has never acted this way towards him before, and they did say they weren’t mad. But clearly, they were.
“Listen, I’ll make it up to you,” he tries one more time, walking closer to their bed. “Y/N, you’re so special to me. I would never do anything to hurt you.”
All he got in return was a sigh and they went under the covers to go to sleep. Not that he was feeling arrogant and cocky about it, but he was telling the truth, so there wouldn’t be a reason for them to argue back. Bruce loved Y/N, and sees something in them that he doesn’t see when kissing Grace or the two random girls he let spend the night after throwing a party at the manor.
Bruce reached over to speak and even stretched his hand out to touch their shoulder. They were still awake, but their back was facing him. A cold shoulder was what they called it, and Bruce felt it like a bee sting.
Head pounding as the alcohol was still in his bloodstream, there was nothing else he could do other than walk out and go home. And so he did.
