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Dominant omega Bruce with all alpha children, protective and hissy over them in the nest while in heat like they aren't taller than him.
Beta Bruce with a mix of alpha and omega children, trying his best while they secretly fight over their mother and who gets to scent him more heavily, yes he's still the mom.
(Probably submissive) Alpha Bruce with a mix of pups, still hissy like hell when anyone enters his den while one of his pups is sleeping, YES HE'S STILL THE MAMA.
Bruce has been coiled around his pups for.. several minutes.
He is currently in pre-heat, his alphas aren't nearby. To him, his puppies (and possibly him) are defenseless, Jason isn't even two years old, Dick is nearing six.. And he's still having a great time giggling and trying to wiggle out of his Mama's grip just to hear him chuff/growl then push him back against a fussy Jay who's probably looking for milk..
The alphas sometimes tell him he should wean Dick already, Bruce tells them to mind their business, they usually do.
He's curled on top of them, caging them in with his arms, his chest almost perfectly at their face leven, perfect for Jason to reach up and try to tug Bruce's shirt down with a whimper and babble.
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I love Mama Bruce and forget he's still the dark knight.
He isn't a natural Mama, he wouldn't immediately resign himself to his instincts, he wouldn't get to have and enjoy all the puppies he would've had if Batman didn't come into play, especially since he deliberately trained himself to surpress all omegan instincts.
It had to start with the quiet moments, watching a tiny Dick sleep, tracing his small nose, tucking him in bed, smelling the lingering milk scent and feeling a whine creep up his throat as time went on.
By the time he starts producing milk a few months in (triggered by Dick's constant puppy scent) he's still wary and inexperienced.. Even if the whole learning to nurse ordeal seems to kickstart the mama instincts out of their suppressed state.
Regarding the last post, imagine Bruce feeding all of the pups, even ones not in his pack. He's an overproducer, he has to be with the amount of children he pops out.
Even if he didn't biologically have Dick, the puppy scent would still trigger him to produce milk to feed the pup, it's destiny your honour..
He nurses them into adulthood and during the whole independency thing from each of them he dries up, making him feel even worse or potentially even seek another pup purely to nurse them.. That or his actual children come back to bicker and realize their Dam doesn't smell like milk anymore.
I think Tim would've nursed the longest. Dick weans himself pretty quick, Jason... didn't get a full shot, but Tim is an abandoned (if he's adopted and not born)(ofc not because the Drakes don't love him) pup. Damian comes to Bruce weaned. Tim? Tim just lost his mama and his papa can't care for him! He's going to be nuzzling at Bruce's chest to try and trigger his lactation to restart (Bruce went dry after Jason's death)
The SECOND he can get a whiff of fresh milk from Bruce post patrol he's going to nuzzle and suckle on Bruce. He was still going to Bruce for milk up until Damian showed up and started trying to dominate mama's attention. He didn't even drink from him! I think Bruce would need to ease Damian into drinking again! Damian has been weaned by the time so he'd be good for training, but he's also hogging mama in the nest and leaving Tim without his fill.
It's been a struggle trying to keep both Tim and Damian satisfied, neither were used to sharing like this (with Tim only having to occasionally let the others comfort nurse), much less Damian.
Damian came to the manor the smallest of them all and without ever having been nursed, it took a lot of work and instincts to kick start his need for milk again, especially since his new puppy scent just had Bruce producing more milk for him without even realizing.
What are your headcanons for Omega Bruce in SuperBat?
My headcanons
Bruce is the same size (or even larger) as alphas, except compared to Clark
Bruce is mistaken for an alpha until you smell him
Clark adores the fact that his omega defies the societal expectations as an omega (but he also wants to see the beautiful curves of his pregnant mate)
Bruce birthed all his babies and will say stuff like “Nine months in my womb making me suffer and he looks like his stupid DAD!!!” or “I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it”
The first two are exactly my headcanons too, It really aided with him being able to pass at Batman, probably used to being intimidating to other small actual alphas. Until alien Clark came along to mess that up, definite bonus for kryptonians having bigger omegas or preferring them at least, the bigger ones for the bigger babies amirite?
Hell, even add Bruce being a bit wary about that, figuring (and being mostly wrong) that Clark only wanted him for being a big omega after being told elsewhere about the preference in krypton society.
I like the thought that since they all look exactly like Bruce, they would have a hard time to know who's pups are who without a blood test. And even with the test, they just wing it and treat every pup as equal as they should.
Now I'm imagining the pups getting assigned by blood type instead, except for the aliens, just in case of emergencies and to prevent alpha problems.
I think he smells less sweeter than a regular omega, like the pups getting a comfort that it's a recognizable scent no other mother has, and it also helped Bruce pose as an alpha while training.
And he has stretch marks, no genetics saving him after six pups. I rest my case.
Don't let anyone silence your freak. Talk about that man's milk 😔✊️
I, for my part, keep imagining him as an adopting omega instead of him birthing them all. He's gotten mated ONCE and that was after LIKE FOUR pups brought into his nest. He's lactating because his body interpreted the robins (due to their emotional distress and general babyness) as pups who NEED to get fed NOW. So even though they're all pups who are closer to presentation, they're getting cuddled up with mama and fed.
No because I also subscribe to this I have multiple Bruce subscriptions.
Imagining a young Bruce picking up a young Dick, having to struggle with being a parent and more specifically an omega parent with a less than sweet scent (by my hc), having to deal with his milk starting up from confused omega instincts until it gets so bad the only choice is to nurse Dick and stop the distressed scent, causing a stronger bond and a chubbier pup. The production only picking up as he gets more pups and wavering when they leave the manor for long periods of time.
Damian was born out of Bruce deciding years of birth control and heat suppresants made him infertile, causing him to be less strictly with them, only for an Al Ghul to come and give him a green eyed baby that the other pups could gawk at, especially at his belly and the first time they've seen Bruce completely vulnerable... And enjoy his extra milk before Damian is born because why not.
Pregnant Bruce while his pups are teenagers or older and all protective and nurturing, or pregnant Bruce with his pups still being tiny toddlers, just surrounded by children with another on the way?
"This is my last one." Bruce muttered under his breath, even if he and everyone else knew it was a lie, even as he rubbed his belly.
Clark would always figure a way to sweet talk him into another one... Or that's the excuse Bruce used when he got knocked up again.
He was currently in the living room, leaned back on the small nest chair, a six year old Duke tucked into the blankets with him, probably asleep.. hopefully, at least. Meanwhile Bruce sat, watching his mess of a litter scattered around, warming up by the fireplace.
Tim was sitting next to his twin, Cass leaning her head on her twins shoulder as they flipped through a picture book, sometimes mumbling angrily about when to flip the page.
Jason was constantly poking at a pouting Dick, creeping up silently.. Before tugging on Dick's hair by surprise and running back to Bruce with giggles after Dick snapped in his preteen anger.
Eventually though, Bruce had to snatch Jason arm with a firm. "Enough." Tugging his pup up onto the seat as best he could with one hand. "Leave your big brother alone. He's tired."
Jason pouted but nodded, grumbling under his breath yet leaning against his warm mama and his soft belly... It didn't take long for Dick to joint them, with a little chuff as he settled next to a slightly stirring Duke, his head not so discreetly laying by his mother's chest, a hand reaching out to lay on his mother's belly.
The twins took a bit longer to join. Only doing so after multiple yawns and after the other pups were already dozing and curled against Bruce.
They slid off the couch simultaneously and waddled over. Bruce watching them with a quiet but amused sigh as they tried to find a spor. Eventually they managed to wedge themselves on each side of Bruce's belly, Duke and Jason letting a louder sleepy protest but having no choose but to settle back down.
Bruce watched all of it unfold quietly.. Only for his head to fall back with a quiet hum when the twins finally settled, feeling even Damian settle a bit inside him with the soft pressure against his home.
Everyone warm.. Everyone safe. And down faster than they had in weeks.
(Tiny toddlers.. Someday.)
