Bruce Wayne

Age 46 (I know I’m old) Tired dad of… too many Don’t be creeps

[wayne-i-grow-up]

.ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ. …………..ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ…………….

🦇 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 🦇

Anon is not for hate but if you do send hate I will match your energy

Any hate on me, my friends, or my portrayal of Bruce will result in a block or report depending on severity of your actions

If you want to roleplay with me please check boundaries first

If anon asks get too out of hand I will turn them off

🦇 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 🦇

Minors DNI unless age is in bio. I will act accordingly to this.

No age in bio = instant block

No batcest/pedophilia/non-con/dub-con/incest/beastiality/vore

If roleplay is with a character under 20 there will be no sexual content whatsoever

20-30 year old characters must DM what plot they wish for and I will tell you if it is okay or not

30+ year old characters will be more or less treated like equals unless my rp partner asks otherwise

Allowed topics are; angst/core/fluff/intense action/death (if requested)/nsfw (only with trusted blogs)

Dividers by @pixopix

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[ Cass tip toes over, trapping a fox pattern blanket over with her. Her hair was a mess, but she draped the blanket over Bruce anyway. ]

"Papa blanket." - @cassandracainine

"Of course."

[Bruce nods and wraps his daughter in a blanket and scooped the little one into his arms with ease. His sweet pup.]

"Better?"

[cassandracainine]

[ She nods. Her hair is a mess and tangled. This wasn't quite what she meant, but it made her happy anyway. ]

"Blanket."

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Did you want help with your nest instead?”

[Bruce asked as he tried to decipher her needs. He wasn’t perfect at it but he was damn sure trying.]

[cassandracainine]

[ She shakes her head, tucking her head under his chin for a moment. ]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Alright then. We can find out later.”

[Not pushing off her needs but waiting on her. Bruce sat on the couch and cradled Cass’ small form against his chest. Contentedly rumbling as he did so.]

[cassandracainine]

[ She decides to copy his rumbling. It's hard to tell, but she seems happy. ]

"Papa."

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[ Cass tip toes over, trapping a fox pattern blanket over with her. Her hair was a mess, but she draped the blanket over Bruce anyway. ]

"Papa blanket." - @cassandracainine

"Of course."

[Bruce nods and wraps his daughter in a blanket and scooped the little one into his arms with ease. His sweet pup.]

"Better?"

[cassandracainine]

[ She nods. Her hair is a mess and tangled. This wasn't quite what she meant, but it made her happy anyway. ]

"Blanket."

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Did you want help with your nest instead?”

[Bruce asked as he tried to decipher her needs. He wasn’t perfect at it but he was damn sure trying.]

[cassandracainine]

[ She shakes her head, tucking her head under his chin for a moment. ]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Alright then. We can find out later.”

[Not pushing off her needs but waiting on her. Bruce sat on the couch and cradled Cass’ small form against his chest. Contentedly rumbling as he did so.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[ Cass tip toes over, trapping a fox pattern blanket over with her. Her hair was a mess, but she draped the blanket over Bruce anyway. ]

"Papa blanket." - @cassandracainine

"Of course."

[Bruce nods and wraps his daughter in a blanket and scooped the little one into his arms with ease. His sweet pup.]

"Better?"

[cassandracainine]

[ She nods. Her hair is a mess and tangled. This wasn't quite what she meant, but it made her happy anyway. ]

"Blanket."

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Did you want help with your nest instead?”

[Bruce asked as he tried to decipher her needs. He wasn’t perfect at it but he was damn sure trying.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[ Cass tip toes over, trapping a fox pattern blanket over with her. Her hair was a mess, but she draped the blanket over Bruce anyway. ]

"Papa blanket." - @cassandracainine

"Of course."

[Bruce nods and wraps his daughter in a blanket and scooped the little one into his arms with ease. His sweet pup.]

"Better?"

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Hello!!!

@friendly-neighbourhood-fruit-bat

Well hello there. How are you doing?

[friendly-neighbourhood-fruit-bat]

Rowan is doing good. *nods*

How is yous doing?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

I am well. It’s good to know your well.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Hello!!!

@friendly-neighbourhood-fruit-bat

Well hello there. How are you doing?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Eat - @cassandracainine

Yes. Have you?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Gotcha! Thanks :)

- 💥❗️

//Yups

[wayne-i-grow-up]

For mun: This AU seems really cute and fun! Is there a Jason blog yet and if not would you mind if I joined in? (I imagine we’d talk in DMs about it first) (Also no worries if the answer is no!)

- 💥❗️

//oh! This isn’t my AU. It’s an AU my partner made. I’d say ask the mun of @sophiaqueenofficial. We have a discord server too.

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He nods, still distraught over his nest.]

Thank you baba.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

First, you. That scent is wrong. C’mere.

[Bruce opens his arms for his youngest pup. It irked him as an alpha to smell different scents on his omegas. His mind couldn’t focus until he fixed it.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian accepts the hug immediately, relishing in the warmth of his father's arms.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce hummed as he held his boy. After a moment he stood and moved to a nearby closet. Inside were blankets, sheets, and pillows of varying textures and thicknesses. Bruce plucked out a couple silk sheets, a few soft blankets, and a pillow or two. All in varying shades he knew Damian liked.]

Will these work?

[caninewayne]

[Damian nods, he likes those ones and they smell like his pack. He wipes his face, drying the tears that had started to well.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Low words?

[the question was asked softly as Bruce returned to kneeling beside Damian. Soft but never judging. Never pity.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian nods again.]

Too many feelings.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Alright. Just point and I’ll help you get this fixed. You’re the boss here, habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He points that he wants the heavy thick blankets on the bottom, to hide the bad perfume smell. He likes the silky ones on top, the texture makes him happy.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce nods and the two get to work fixing the next. Moving in tandem like always.]

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He nods, still distraught over his nest.]

Thank you baba.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

First, you. That scent is wrong. C’mere.

[Bruce opens his arms for his youngest pup. It irked him as an alpha to smell different scents on his omegas. His mind couldn’t focus until he fixed it.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian accepts the hug immediately, relishing in the warmth of his father's arms.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce hummed as he held his boy. After a moment he stood and moved to a nearby closet. Inside were blankets, sheets, and pillows of varying textures and thicknesses. Bruce plucked out a couple silk sheets, a few soft blankets, and a pillow or two. All in varying shades he knew Damian liked.]

Will these work?

[caninewayne]

[Damian nods, he likes those ones and they smell like his pack. He wipes his face, drying the tears that had started to well.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Low words?

[the question was asked softly as Bruce returned to kneeling beside Damian. Soft but never judging. Never pity.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian nods again.]

Too many feelings.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Alright. Just point and I’ll help you get this fixed. You’re the boss here, habibi.

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He nods, still distraught over his nest.]

Thank you baba.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

First, you. That scent is wrong. C’mere.

[Bruce opens his arms for his youngest pup. It irked him as an alpha to smell different scents on his omegas. His mind couldn’t focus until he fixed it.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian accepts the hug immediately, relishing in the warmth of his father's arms.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce hummed as he held his boy. After a moment he stood and moved to a nearby closet. Inside were blankets, sheets, and pillows of varying textures and thicknesses. Bruce plucked out a couple silk sheets, a few soft blankets, and a pillow or two. All in varying shades he knew Damian liked.]

Will these work?

[caninewayne]

[Damian nods, he likes those ones and they smell like his pack. He wipes his face, drying the tears that had started to well.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Low words?

[the question was asked softly as Bruce returned to kneeling beside Damian. Soft but never judging. Never pity.]

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He nods, still distraught over his nest.]

Thank you baba.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

First, you. That scent is wrong. C’mere.

[Bruce opens his arms for his youngest pup. It irked him as an alpha to smell different scents on his omegas. His mind couldn’t focus until he fixed it.]

[caninewayne]

[Damian accepts the hug immediately, relishing in the warmth of his father's arms.]

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce hummed as he held his boy. After a moment he stood and moved to a nearby closet. Inside were blankets, sheets, and pillows of varying textures and thicknesses. Bruce plucked out a couple silk sheets, a few soft blankets, and a pillow or two. All in varying shades he knew Damian liked.]

Will these work?

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[caninewayne]

[He nods, still distraught over his nest.]

Thank you baba.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

First, you. That scent is wrong. C’mere.

[Bruce opens his arms for his youngest pup. It irked him as an alpha to smell different scents on his omegas. His mind couldn’t focus until he fixed it.]

[caninewayne]

*sprays your nest with a random person's perfume and steals the blankets from teh nest*

[he sprays you with water]

Father! @wayne-i-grow-up

Broke nest. Fix?

[wayne-i-grow-up]

[Bruce, hearing Damian cry out, runs into the room. His eyes fall to the nest and he has to bite back an irritated grumble. He moves over to Damian.]

Let’s fix it together habibi.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

She seems to appear out of nowhere, standing in the doorway with her silent sock feet. There's a wrapped box in her hand.

"Papa. Gift." - @cassandracainine

Bruce seemed to startle a bit but settled when he saw his little girl. He smiled and took the gift gently.

“Thank you. Do you want me to open it right now?”

[cassandracainine]

She nods, standing by patiently as she waited for him to open the gift.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Bruce carefully unwrapped the package and couldn’t help how his smile widened at the gift inside. Sitting the box down Bruce carefully pulled Cass into a hug and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“It’s perfect, pup, I love it.”

[cassandracainine]

She sat next to him as he pulled her into a hug, not overly reacting to the kiss or the hug besides a slight smile. Cass pressed her nails into the pad of her thumb, gazing at the little bat as he hugged her, quietly thinking to herself.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Not wanting to overstimulate the girl Bruce pulls back and sits just close enough that if she wants to be close she can but it’d be up to her. His larger hands gently fidgeted with the bat plush. Marveling at the softness and the patterns. Mostly just giving Cass time to figure out what she needs or wants to say or do.

[cassandracainine]

She frowned, shifting back over to him. Her PECS board was on the table, and she stared at it. Cass didn't particularly like using it, but it did make things a little easier, so she reached over and grabbed it before sitting back and curling up next to Bruce. She looked through it, looking for what she wanted to say. Her reading still wasn't great, but she'd connected most of the pictures by now since it was custom made.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

When Cass curled up next to Bruce he raised an arm offering her a closer spot while waiting patiently to see what her needs were. He knew it was best not to rush things.

[cassandracainine]

Cass started to unstick the labels to make her sentence at the front of the book.

Feel hurt. Man dead. Guilty.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Where hurt? What happened? Why guilty?”

Bruce felt worry was through him. He didn’t understand but he wanted to.

[cassandracainine]

She sighs through her nose- not exasperated, but upset. She puts the pictures back where they belong, flipping to her 'people' page once she was done.

Old dad. Cassandra hit. Man death. Feel hurt.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“Ohhh. Oh honey… is there-. Is there any way I can help with the bad feeling?”

And he would. He’d do anything if it meant making sure his kids never felt bad about themselves or actions they couldn’t control.

[cassandracainine]

She frowns deeply. What could help? She understood that he can't just make it go away. Cass starts flipping through her pages again, examining her choices.

Blanket. Hug. Papa fix.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

With that Bruce stood and went to find Cass’ favorite blanket. It didn’t take long for him to finding and come back. It was easy as breathing to wrap her in the blanket and hold his pup close to him.

“I don’t know how to fix it but I know I can be here whenever it makes you feel bad.”

[cassandracainine]

She let him hold her quietly, giving another tired, upset sigh. There were dark circles under her eyes, and she looked a little pale. As the two sat, she slowly looked through her PECS book, examining each image with some interest.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

The silence was fine to Bruce but he rested his chin atop his daughter’s head and idly rumbled in attempts to soothe the young one.

[cassandracainine]

Both actions seemed to soothe her. After a minute or two, the sound of her picking out her pictures started again.

Papa gentle.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Bruce’s rumbles shifted to a curious hum as he looked to the pictures again. Something dangerously close to sadness made his heart ache. It was swiftly replaced with pride as he realized he was being gentle for once.

“For my family? I try. I am not always gentle but I do love the times I am allowed to be so.”

[cassandracainine]

She stayed quiet. There was always so much going on in her brain, so much more than she might ever be able to get out.

Love family. Papa help.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

“I’m glad I help. Now rest. If not for you then for me. You’ve done so much and been so brave. You deserve rest too pup.”

[cassandracainine]

Family feel safe. Cassandra struggle. Papa help. Love you.

She scratched her head, nestling back into the sofa hug. Anxiety and guilt were still on her mind, but she felt more content.

[wayne-i-grow-up]

Bruce just hummed and let the silence return as he cuddled his child. This time it didn’t feel quite as heavy.