#◛⑅·˚bruceee

[torasplanet]

being bruce wayne's controversially young gf is probably such a handful. with all the paparazzi, and new reporters and don't even get me started on that whole batman thing...you'll never forget the time you discovered the batcave in the middle of the night and neither will bruce. you were just sitting at the computers next to Barbara in your silky rope with a frown on your face just ready to yell at him for not telling you.

but that's not what we're here to talk about. we're here to talk about that little munchkin damian.

see at first, he didn't really like you. you were there before him but he still didn't like you very much in all honesty. the other batkids took a liking to you, some quicker than others (dickie) but they still liked you and told damian that you were cool and everything but damian found it disgusting how his father would date someone as young as you.

you were only in your twenties but considering bruce's age being early forties... he thought it was weird. damian was one of many who thought it was horrible until he didn't. you don't exactly know what made him switch but you weren't complaining well...sometimes you were because of his clinginess but you loved him too! damian was attached at your side the moment he started to like you and it was hard to get him away.

you always defended damian especially when he would go back and forth with bruce, which by the way he hated, but it didn't matter the topic because you'd still back him up. "father, school is a waste of time. training is far more important." "yeah! dami is too smart for that."

but don't get him wrong, he still found the age gap horrifying but it was more toward bruce than you now. as time went on, he stopped caring about it but he acted as though he did. damian is just a hater tbh.

anyways, back to him being the clingiest son ever! during galas, you are never seen without the middle schooler at your side either silent or talking to you about something he is passionate about. bruce thinks its cute and plus it makes the public not hate this relationship more but when damian actually needs to do things at the galas, it's pretty annoying for him...

"todd insisted that i play uno with him and the rest of the former robins and it was quite interesting. especially when todd jumped at grayson for cheating." damian ranted in your ear while standing at your side as you sipped at your wine glass carefully listening to him unaware of your boyfriend approaching.

damian noticed before you did and his silence made you confused "damian, you cannot stand next to her all night." bruce said with a sigh and his son only narrowed his eyes at him "why not? i don't find talking to these other wealthy families any sort of intriguing." damian argued while you only smiled brightly at the fact that he found you interesting!

"that doesn't matter, you still have duties."

"well ummi–[y/n]..." damian stuttered clearing his throat in embarrassment as the conversation seemed to go silent. bruce looked at you and you were close to dropping the wine glass because of how happy you seemed so he swiped it from your palm quickly. "...she doesn't seem to mind at all." the boy continued before looking up at you.

you barely registered him looking at you. you were just too happy about him referring to you as his mom!! even if it was just a slip-up. "oh yeah! i don't mind at all and you can call me whatever you want dami! i don't mind that either." you shrugged while rocking back and forth on your heels and damian seemed to be relieved with that but he quickly cleared his throat again and looked at his father with a careless expression.

"well, we'll be going now. grayson is better company than you anyway." damian said grabbing the glass from bruce's hand and grabbing yours with his other before beginning to walk away. you looked back at bruce and silently screamed to show your excitement. i guess he can let it slide this one time...because he was just as happy.

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[racingintheriver]

Smiley happy little fuck 😞🫶🏻

[heartgumz]

You should draw bruce and his very tall wife :]

ofc!!!! i love them sm

[elysiumcalled]

BRUCE 🦈

[demonsfate]

Hey, boss. This is Bruce. You may not remember me, but I worked for the Mishima Zaibatsu when you took over. After much consideration, however, I resigned my job. Unfortunately I didn't get my last payment, and I was left with nothing due to the on going war. Is there a way that you can get me my money? Much thanks.

❝ Uh . . . yeah, I'm sorry. I don't remember you. ❞ But, he doesn't remember anything from that time. ❝ The company isn't owned by . . . ❞ it feels wrong to say the word ' me ' when it was never his to begin with. ❝ I have no access to the wealth that came with the company. You'll have to ask the new CEO, Kazuya Mishima . . . & I have a good feeling he's not concerned about your payment. ❞

[i-yap]

Batboys x reader- call in the middle of s*x

no minors read this pls

Dick grayson

CHEEKY TEASING PIECE OF SH*T this man is. Will calmly lift his face from your neck to grab the phone on the bedside table. "babyyy* y/n groan mad that he would stop. Oh she wishes he would stop. Because dick put the speaker phone on, kept the phone beside her face and continued to rail her. And she swears he got faster. "you don't want them hearing you do you sweetie? don't want them to know you're a whore right? you'll be good wont you?" he whispers. Somehow all this isn't affecting how he is talking on the call. his voice steady and friendly, but you can tell its hard for him too with the way his hand grips you tighter and his hips stutter.

Jason

Gets mad. how dare someone take away his moment of enlightenment, or joy, or ...ugh he cant even put it in words. has he not suffered enough? will growl and throw the phone against the wall smashing it completely. you let out a yelp in shock your eyes widening in fear which he quickly shuhses holding you face in his hands with gentleness that makes u think u hallucinated the aggression just second ago. slowly rocks into you kissing you slowly as if lulling you back into bliss.

Tim

didnt even realize. You have to tug his hair away from your breasts.."t-tim the phone" you point out "hm?" he is too far gone to register anything..too pussy drunk to think straight.."tim!" you say firmer, " ill call them back" he mumbles. not even the annoying ring of his phone can snap him away from you.

Bruce

groans before siting up to take the call still gently rocking into you. but unlike dick he isn't being mean about it. "bruceee" you whine clawing at his abdomen "pleaseee" you nearly sob. he's teased you enough before this( always does some form of foreplay and usually a lengthy one- usually denial rather than overstimulation) I places his finger to his lip to tell u to shush. Grunt as he talks over the call, will clamp his hand down over you mouth if you make too much noise

[sistermp3old]

nobody understands like bruceee bruce my little bruce he was in the same stage of his menstrual cycle as I am now when he wrote racing in the street and also when he wrote dancing in the dark

[woundthatswallows]

bruceee.................................................

[coltrainbat]

Do you think you could write about short sized! Reader working for Bruce banner as a lab assistant and Steve has a total crush on her.

Get A Life

You sat comfortably at your desk, analysing recent data on your computer screen. To an everyday person what would look like a jumbled mix of numbers and symbols to you made perfect sense. 

“Bruceee.”

“Ah-huh.” He responded, eye deep into a telescope.

“The optimal temperature for nuclear reaction is…” 

“100 million Kelvin… depends.”

“Figured.” You grumbled, nibbling on the end of a pen.

He rose from his stool, moving towards your desk and minimising the screen.

“This might sound hypocritical coming from me, but you need to get a social life.”

You re-opened the screen, eyes zoning in on him “This is social.” Gesturing between you both. 

“No this is work.” He minimised the screen again. 

“It’s a hobby.” You re-opened it,  

“That you get paid to do.” He minimised the screen once more.

Before you could continue your game of cat and mouse, a knock at the door caused both your heads to rise.

“Sorry to interrupt I just came to drop off these documents for Y/N.”

Your eyes darted up to the large frame leaning against the door, his blue eyes never leaving yours as he offered a soft smile, holding a thick manilla folder in his hands like it was nothing. 

“Oh yeah, okay, I was just about to go.” Bruce rose, walking past Steve.

Bruce raised his pointer finger at Steve, leaning in close and whispering while you were distracted by the screen in front of you “I…MIT won’t stop calling desperate for her to join so don’t… you know because I will go Hulk on your ass.” 

Steve gave him a respectful nod “I won’t.” 

“Good.” With a slap on the shoulder Bruce made his way out. 

Steve stalked towards you, placing the folder on your desk with a thud.

You skim through the contents only to find blank pages.

“These are all blank?”

“Yes, they are.”

“What… why would you… what?”

Steve’s hand rubbed the back of his head “I just wanted an excuse to come see you.” He smiled at you sheepishly. 

You sighed, rising from your desk making your way to the chemical cupboard with Steve close on your tail.

“I’m in the middle of making universe altering research breakthroughs Steven.” You thumbed through the walls of vials and chemicals.

Steven. Only you called him Steven. Not Rogers. Not Captain. Steven. And while he’d choke out anyone else who called him that besides his mother, he loved hearing his name fall from your lips. 

“Which is why I think you deserved a break.”

“Why is everyone so obsessed with me talking breaks around here?”

“Because you work the hardest.” You momentarily paused, turning your head over your shoulder, catching the sincerity on his face. 

“I’m not a superhero.” You shook your head. 

“You are, in a way…” He moved forward coming behind you as you reached upwards, pushing your weight onto your tippy toes to reach the container on the top shelf, your fingertips barely brushing it. Even in heeled boots you couldn’t even reach. 

With a swift motion, he placed his hand on your hip to pull you back slightly, raising his toned arm and grabbing the container effortlessly and handing it to you.

“I can’t even reach the top shelf.” Blush rose to your cheek at the feeling of his body so close to you. 

“Yes, but even superhero need help sometimes and more importantly… lives.”

“I have a life!” You moved out of his reach going back towards your desk. 

“When was the last time you had a beer with us? Or didn’t go into the lab for a day? Or went on a date?” He spat out.

You paused, turning on your heels, eyeing him.

“What do you want?” You said bluntly, crossing your arms over your full chest.

You were annoyed and he could tell. But he was absolutely obsessed with the way you looked in this moment, eyes piercing right into his soul through your glasses, your hair in a claw clip with strands sticking out and falling over your face. The tapping on your boot against the linoleum floor and the way your arms crossed pushed your chest together revealing a small sight of cleavage under your sweater. 

He shouldn’t have found it as sexy as he did. 

“I’d like you to take a break…”

You went to interject him and give him a 1000 reasons why you wouldn’t take a break until he finished…

“So, I can take you on a date.”

Your mouth fell agape but you were quick to recover with a sarcastic chuckle.

“Do you want me to warm up the CAT scan? Seems your brain has turned to mush from being in the ice so long.”

“Y/N please.”

“Steven, I don’t date.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s not scientific and it’s not logical, it’s unexplainable nonsense that drives women to insanity.”

He crooked an eyebrow up at you. “I don’t think you could get more insane than you already are if that helps.”

You rubbed your temples turning on your heels to go back to your desk until you felt a strong hang grab your wrist and pull you back into a hard chest. 

“Y/N, I see what you do day in day out for this team, and it doesn’t go unnoticed. But I also see how when you’re focused your eyebrows knot together, how I know which pencils are yours because of the bite marks on ends, how at the end of every day you let your hair fall out and you shake it with your hands, how the sweat drips down your chest and soaks your sports bras in the gym, how when you make a sly comment everyone laughs because you’re funny without realising and I can’t stop looking at you and I won’t but I desperately want to see what’s in your mind behind formulas and data because I know there’s more to you than that so if you would give me the pleasure I really REALLY want to be the social life you so desperately need. I see you, more than you know. And while it may not be mathematical, it makes perfectly calculated sense to me.”

You sucked in your lips, emotions swelling inside of you. His head bowed towards you, foreheads touching. 

“Please.”

You nodded unable to form words as his arms tightened around your waist, pulling you in as his lips lightly brushed yours, forcing you to relax in his grip and reciprocate the tender kiss.

“I’ll see you at 7pm - don’t be late.” He gave you final kiss on your forehead, walking out with a beaming smile. 

Leaving you in shock as you finally let out the breath you’ve been holding in and warmth spread throughout your body. 

[gothamite-shenanigans]

NEVER LEARNED HOW TO COUNT CAUSE I'M NUMBER ONE

*Sharpens knife in earshot*

@your-local-gothamite

[sourlemonsz]

Brance neighbor AU but Vance keeps drunkenly breaking into Bruce’s apartment and at first Bruce kindly redirects him back to his own apartment with grace. But after a year or so of this and learning who Vance is and bonding over plants, Bruce sometimes just throws Vance over his shoulder and throws him back into his apartment(Bruce has his own key now).

Vance let out a loud “Oof!” As he hit his bed, “Vance I told you to stop drinking so much! You’re gonna wake everyone up.” Bruce chided as he often did, at first it was out of annoyance but now it was out of care.

He started taking Vance’s shoes as the man on the bed hummed a quiet song to himself, he knew Vance could sing, but the more quiet songs he hummed to himself were much better in his humble opinion.

He unlaced his combat boots and put them in the corner with care, “Ufff, Bruceee, you should’ve gone out with meee.” Vance said as he lolled his head around on the bed.

“You know why Vance. I had a practice.”

“You’re no funnn.”

“Sure.”

Bruce then grabbed his blanket and draped it over his body, it was a chilly night and the sleazy landlord would fix the damn heater. Bruce gave him a once over, admiring his long eyelashes and his messy hair that would most likely be in a bun in the morning.

“Good night Vance.” He called from the doorway, not really wanting to leave. Vance mumbled.

“I like it when you say my name. Gives me shivers.”

“Stop fucking with me.”

“Humor me,” Vance said with scary clarity, “Say it again? Please.” The last came out as a whisper.

Bruce stood in the doorway for a long moment, “Goodnight, Vance.”

“Night.” Vance said and immediately passed out.

Bruce left in a hurry, the heat in his face ever rising. This man was going to be the end of him.

[vigilanterep]

Bruceee 🥹

[diabeticriddler]

made my friends watch the batman w me last night and i know bats was SHITTIN when riddler started going bruuuceeeee wayyynnneeeeee bruceee wayynneee at him like that he looked like he was 0.1 seconds away from bursting into tears

[pavelzacha]

Hi bruceee Jesus Christ what the fuck they yelled knight

[deaddovedecadence]

READET JEETING BRUCEEE

Alright then, we’ll see where it goes :)

[coinofsilver]

see you on the other side .

dent shuts one of the luxury car's back doors and wonders if he could have done more for the boy millionaire inside . bruce sounded tipsy but harvey wasn't entirely sure that wasn't just a clever excuse to leave the party earlyㅤ ( too bad district attorneys couldn't engage in the occasional public intoxication without that affecting their work ) .

a few high-pitched voices playfully sang ㅤ" byeee bruceee "ㅤ off the new cultural centre's balcony . wayne had clearly caught the attention of a handful of female attendees ... wasn't he supposed to be a pompous , self-obsessed little shit living up in a big expensive penthouse like half of the folks attending that darn event ? why then was he not seduced by the opportunity of being at the centre of a circle made up entirely of interested women ? maybe the tabloids had been lying when publishing all those profiles on bruce wayneㅤ ( a very likely option ) ㅤ, or maybe , just maybe , BRUCE WAYNE HAD BEEN LYING ABOUT HIMSELF .

harvey bent down a bit to peek through the car's half-open window . the district attorney couldn't help but smile at wayne's parting commentary . dent doubted they'd meet each other again ; he was surprised to find that the thought left him feeling somewhat blue . harvey's hand slowly left the car's door to find his pocket ; cold silver met his palm there . the curve on his lips melted into something smaller but genuine .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" you get home safe , bruce . "