#batfamilyaobweek

[goldandbluesmiles]

Protective

Summary: Bruce is protective Alpha, especially when it comes to his children.

Notes: Some discriminatory language.

Ao3

XXX

The gala was in full swing when Jason spotted the baby bat. He nudged Tim who was beside him, shoving a pastry in his mouth.

"Hey, Timmy," he said to the younger boy, "What do you think's happenin' over there?"

Tim followed his gaze, took in Damian's rigid posture, the cruel smirks on the two boys that looked his age, and the weirdly smug glee on a boy who looked about ten.

"Doesn't look too good," said Tim

"Nope," said Jason, "Should we...?"

"Any other time, I would have just let him deal with it but this is the Martha Wayne Foundation Gala,"

It was the one gala that they attended no matter what. All anger, fights and problems were put aside to come to help support their dad on his mother's birthday. There was also an unofficial rule among the bat kids that no one would cause any havoc during the gala and they would intervene if they saw something brewing.

And by the scowl on Damian's face, something was definitely brewing. The young Omega looked seconds away from punching someone.

"Yeah, let's go," said Jason

Both Alphas weaved their way through the crowd toward their younger brother. As they got closer, Jason started to hear what the other boys were saying and it made his blood boil in anger.

"Go back...'" "Your kind-" "Tainted,"

Jason was ready to march over and teach the little brats a lesson when he noticed another body moving toward the youngest Wayne.

Apparently Bruce Wayne had noticed his youngest son's plight because of course, he had. And it was good because this place did not need Jason to go around shaking little kids, no matter how much they deserved it. Bruce would handle this much better.

"Well, hello there young gentlemen," he said in a pleasant tone, the cold fury in his eyes only visible to people that really knew him.

From across the room, Jason saw Dick start to make his way to them. Cass and Steph had also detangled themselves from the dance floor. Duke was already standing at his left. Everyone else ignored their little gathering. If there was one thing the Waynes were good at, it was blending.

"Hello Mr. Wayne," said one of the older boys, looking just a little scared. Good.

"And your names," asked Bruce.

"I'm William," said the older redhead and then pointed to the younger boy, "This is my brother, Harris,"

"William and Harris," said Bruce, "The Livingston boys,"

"Yes, sir,"

"And you, son?" said Bruce, making Damian tense. He relaxed once Bruce moved his hand to his shoulder.

"Jared Lucky, Mr. Wayne,"

"Alright, Jared," said Bruce, tone still biting, "I'm guessing all your parents are here tonight?"

The boys nodded.

"Okay, here's what we're going to do," said Bruce, "Jared and Harris are going to stand right here. William, you are going to go get both your parents and bring them here,"

The little brat nodded and quickly took off.

"Father?" murmured Damian, looking up at him with a questioning look. Jason took a quick look at his siblings and saw that all of them, except Dick, looking varying degrees of confused. Even Cass.

Taking in their reactions, Jason realized that none of them had ever seen Bruce in his protective Alpha mode before. Sure they had all seen Batman but not Bruce.

Jason had been the target of many cruel taunts once when he had joined Gotham's 'high' society. And he knew from stories that while Dick had charmed everybody with his personality and smile, that had still been whispers of gypsy and uncivilized. Bruce had shut all of them down with a vicious look and cruel smile. The rest of them had probably never needed it. Tim was a born elite. No one would ever say anything about Cass. Stephanie held her head high and dared anyone to come close enough to speak. Duke was relatively new.

None of them had seen Papa Bruce protecting his pups, which meant that they were in a for a treat tonight.

Damian was still waiting for an answer when two couple showed up with a flustered looking William. The red-headed woman instantly took her boys in her arms, glaring at Bruce. The Luckys just looked really confused.

"Bruce," said Mr. Lucky, "What is going on here? Did the boys get into a scuffle or something?"

"Or something," said Bruce, "Boys, why don't you repeat for your parents what you were saying to Damian here,"

"But-"

"Repeat it," this time the words came out sharper, making a few heads turn their way. Jason sent them a few glares, making them turn right back around.

"Boys," said Mrs. Lucky, "Explain yourselves,"

William and Jared quietly repeated the things that had been said, making Jason tremble with anger. Around him, the rest of his family was in similar states.

Worst of all was Damian, head bowed with shame as if he was the one who had done something wrong.

God, these boys were lucky Jason had a little more control now. Otherwise, they would be getting good talking to at the least.

"God, Bruce," said Mr. Lucky, "I am so sorry. We will definitely be talking to Jared once we get home,"

"This is our fault," said Mrs. Lucky, "He said he wanted to experience boarding at Gotham Academy and we figured it wouldn't be a problem. I have to admit, since then we haven't really monitored the content he takes in,"

"Which will be fixed," said Mr. Lucky, "You have my word, Bruce,"

"I would hope so, Sean," said Bruce

That started a whole other round of apologies and promises. Jason looked at them carefully, looking for any indication that these people were insincere or were talking out of their ass to keep Bruce happy. He found nothing. Thye seemed to mean it.

The Livingstons were another story though. The guy was impassive, wearing his businessman's face while his wife was openly glaring at them.

Once the Luckys finally stopped, Bruce turned toward the other couple.

"And what about Mr. and Mrs. Livingston," said Bruce, "Anything to say about your boys' behaviour?"

The guys cleared his throat but the lady beat him to it.

"I don't see the problem with my boys expressing themselves," she said, tone haughty

God, what a bitch.

"Excuse me," said Bruce, "Expressing themselves? There is expressing yourself and then there is discriminatory language, not to mention verbal assault,"

"Now. Now, Bruce," said the man, "Don't you think you're overreacting a bit?"

The complete and utter fury on Bruce's face was a thing to behold. The Lucky family took a step back and the two brothers looked ready to piss themselves. Even Mr. Lviningston looked like he was regretting his decision to be here.

The only one still glaring was Mrs. Livingston or as Jason would call her from now, She-devil.

"Overreacting? Overreacting?" hissed Bruce, "Your sons used derogatory language to talk to mine and you think I'm overreacting,"

"Some terms fit," said the She-devil, "Especially for a...brood like yours,"

Bruce tightened his hold on Damian's shoulder and took a step forward, "Listen here, Susan,"

"Sasha," she muttered

"Susan, Sasha, fucking Sally," said Bruce, "I don't care! The only reason, the only reason I am not making a goddamn sacrificial spectacle of you in front of this whole room is that it has become obvious to me that these boys have some very poor role models, and given their age, should be given a chance to rectify their mistakes and humiliating them in front of a room full of people will not do that,"

"Because let's be honest here, with today's school curriculum and resources available it is obvious where these boys learned language like this. I would hate to think what you would say to my son -to my children- given the opportunity to be honest without consequences,"

Both boys were now looking at their parents with confused eyes.

"Now, do me a favour and leave this place,"

Sasha went to say something else but Harris tugged at her dress, "Mom let's go,"

"Don't talk out of line, Harris,"

The boy flinched. Beside him, Jason felt Tim tense. He as starting to hate this woman more by the second.

"We will take our leave," said Mr. Livingston

"Please do," said Bruce, tone rivalling the Arctic winds, "And consider yourselves disinvited from any event that has even a small part of the Waynes in it,"

That was basically 99.9% of Gotham City.

The family four left, quickly being swallowed up by the crowd.

"Well, no more sleepovers at their house," muttered Sean, and then turned toward Bruce, "You know some of us to send our boys to the dormitories despite living in the city. William and Jared roomed together and when Jared started having sleepovers with them, Carrie and I were happy. He gets lonely at home, you know. Obviously we didn't realize the differences in values, we'll definitely make sure to talk to Jared,"

"We're so sorry, Damian," said Carrie, lowering herself a little so she could look him in the eye, "You didn't deserve that,"

Damian nodded.

"I'm also going to look into the Livingstons a little more closely," said Sean, "There was something not right about the way Sasha spoke to her youngest,"

"Hmm," said Bruce, "I think we've all had enough excitement for the night,"

The Luckys obviously saw the dismissal and left without saying much more.

As soon as they were gone, Bruce led them to the back balcony, rarely used by anyone and completely deserted. Once they were there, he picked up Damian and held him close, gently cooing at him and scenting him.

It was proof of how emotionally taxing the whole thing had been that Damina didn't even fight it a little, just melted into his father's arms.

"Listen to me, Damian," said Bruce, gently stroking his hair, "Nobody gets to talk to you like that, nobody,"

Damian nodded against Bruce's shoulder.

"Nobody gets to talk to anyone of you like that," said Bruce, looking at each one of them in the eye. They all nodded too.

"Now I have to stay here for the speeches but you are all welcome to go back in," said Bruce, "Damian, do you want to go with Dick?"

"Yes, Father," mumbled Damian

Dick gently took their brother and held him close, similar to how Bruce had been holding him.

"Let's go, guys," said Dick

"I should be inside in an hour," said Bruce

They all nodded at him and quickly made their way to the exit. Jason thanked whatever deity was out there, that the Gala was always held in the manor. They all gathered just outside the door and for a second just looked at each other.

Stephanie was the first to crack, a few chuckles escaping her. Cass smiled next and Tim let out a giggle. Them suddenly they were all laughing, except for Damian who had a sleepy smile on his face.

"Holy shit," said Stephanie, "Holy shit. Forget Batman. Bruce Wayne is fucking terrifying,"

"Did you see the guy's face?" said Duke

"Susan can go die though," said Stephanie

"Sasha," said Tim, copying her haughty tone

"Susan, Sasha, fucking Sally," said Jason and they burst into laughter again.

"God, I've never seen him like that," said Tim as they started to make their way into the family room.

"He used to do it a lot when we were kids," said Dick, gesturing to Jason, "And it surprised people a lot more then. He's changed his public act a lot over the years but back then- imagine twenty-two years old Brucie Wayne, playboy extraordinaire instantly switching to Bruce Wayne, Protective Alpha dad. It was amazing to watch,"

"Yeah," said Jason, getting a little lost in his memories, "I remember this one time he told someone and, I quote, "this boy has more class in his pinky finger than you have in your whole body, Jennifer,"

"Jennifer?" asked Tim

"Her actual name was Jenna,"

Duke snorted, "Of course it was,"

"Guys shhh," said Dick out of nowhere

"What," whispered Stephanie

"I think he's asleep,"

Jason looked at Damian a little closely and sure enough, the little boy was curled up in Dick's lap, fast asleep.

"Aww," said Cass, "Poor little brother,"

"Yeah," said Steph, "All jokes aside, he really doesn't deserve that shit,"

"Good thing we got Bruce, right?" said Duke, looking at them

"Right," Jason found himself saying. His siblings gave him weird looks but he just smiled. Just because Red Hood and Batman didn't agree on some things didn't mean Jason had forgotten what it had felt like to have Bruce's protection, to be held close like he was something precious.

It was really something.

Slowly they all started to make their way out of the room and upstairs to change. Jason went with Dick to help put Damian to bed without waking him up. Once they were done, Dick gave him a quick pat on the back and headed toward his room. Jason went to the room he stayed in when he was at the manor and changed quickly. Instead of going to bed, he headed down to the kitchen and waited. Half an hour later, Bruce walked in, already having changed into sweats and a t-shirt.

"Oh, hey Jason," said Bruce, "What are you still doing up?"

Jason started to think of a lie but then decided against it.

"Waiting for you,"

Bruce smiled, "Come on,"

Together they took out some leftover cake from the fridge and headed toward the sitting room. Bruce took a seat at the love seat and Jason joined him.

"Any particular reason you were waiting for me?"

"Feeling nostalgic, I guess," said Jason, "We used to sit here whenever we came back from a shitty gala or event,"

"I remember. You would wait for me in the kitchen and then we would get whatever we could find from the fridge and eat in here,"

"Yeah," said Jason, "It always felt great, you know. Having you in my corner. I'm glad that other kids get it too now,"

"Jason," said Bruce, putting his plate down, "You still have it. I know we're not the most conventional pack but I am this pack's Alpha and you are a part of it. As such you will always have me in your corner. Even if you don't like thinking of me as your father, I am you Alpha,"

Jason opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Instead, he just lowered his gaze, a sudden pressure building behind his eyes.

Jesus, he would never get over how small Bruce could make him feel.

"Oh, Jaybird," murmured Bruce, taking away his plate and pulling him into his arms, "My little pup,"

"Not a pup," he sniffed, tucking his face close to Bruce's neck and breathing in his scent of burnt cinnamon mixed with sage.

"Still my pup," said Bruce, "And I'm sorry,"

"For what?"

"Forever letting you think you didn't have me in the same capacity as you used to. I should have made it clear as soon as we agreed to clear the air. You always had me, Jaylad,"

Jason smiled and curled closer, "Love you, Dad,"

He felt Bruce's smile at his temple.

"I love you too, Jay,"

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[cherrymiko-art]

First entry for the  BatfamilyAOB week!

Day One: Breed the omega - Canon Divergence - Synchronized heats

https://twitter.com/mikokaze/status/1244269831593091073?s=20

#myart #omegaverse #batfamilyaobweek

[goddessofroyalty]

Nightly Ritual

Fandom: DC Comics

On the harder nights of their mission Dick and his brothers unwind.

(Fair warning: platonic breastfeeding included)

You all should have expected this one coming. I really like platonic lactation alright.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23459047

It’s been a tough night. Not quite a nearly-lost-someone night but still tough.

So instead of heading up to his room and sleep like Dick well wants to he settles in to the nest Bruce allowed them to have in the Batcave and waits for the others to arrive as well.

Tim gets back first. But he merely collapses next to Dick in the nest at first. Lightly purring as Dick runs his hand though his hair while his younger brother regains enough energy to get up and nurse.

Unfortunately for Tim, Damian has no want to recharge first – immediately curling up against Dick’s side and pulling the light singlet Dick is wearing down to reveal his goal.

“Hey, no- I was here first.” Tim protests. Suddenly full of energy now that there’s a challenger.

Dick can already feel a headache starting to form and Damian hasn’t even started up as well yet.

“Well than you shouldn’t have wasted time collapsing!” Yep – there he goes as well.

“Guys-“ Dick starts because really they don’t even need to do this.

“That’s not fair- I was chasing Riddlerbots all over town! I deserve a rest.”

“And I had to run the length of the harbor to prevent Penguin from destroying evidence.”

“Guys, can we not?”

“Well maybe if you hadn’t missed one of his goons escaping with it you wouldn’t of had to do that.”

“Tim, that’s not really fair-“

“And maybe if you didn’t get so caught up in the riddles you would have figured where he was going to end his trail and not follow it through the whole of Gotham.”

“Damian-“

“I’m the older pack member,” Tim says like it’s a trump card or has ever worked on Damian. “You should respect me and let me have first feed.”

“Well I’m younger – I need the sustenance more!” Damian says. And really both of them are too old to need to nurse for sustenance. Comfort, sure, but neither of them were a newborn pup.

“Like hell you do!” Tim snaps and goes to push Damian away.

“Do not test me Drake-“ Damian swings back. And okay enough is enough.

“Both of you stop it!” Dick doesn’t feel even the smallest bit guilty for scruffing both of his brothers and forcing them to separate either side of him on the nest. If they want to behave like small pups he will treat them as such.

Once they are separate and stunned Dick takes a breath.

“I understand you have both had a rough night and want to nurse. But I am very tired and have two nipples. So either you pick one each and share or we all go to bed.” And Dick can just sleep through the full feeling in his breasts and pump in the morning.

The two go silent and Dick just massages at his temples as he waits for them to decide.

“Sorry Dick,” Tim says. Pressing against Dick’s side and gently nuzzling against his neck to transfer their scents.

“I didn’t mean to distress you Grayson,” Damian says.

“It’s okay, just- no more fighting tonight okay?” He knows asking them for no more fighting period is too big of an ask.

They both agree and Dick tugs his singlet off before leaning back to allow them access to his chest.

Damian attaches first. Greedily sucking down his fill. He’s gotten better about being too rough at it the more time went on and he realised that Dick wasn’t going to deny him it just because he didn’t perform perfectly on a mission.

Tim clearly wasn’t going to be outdone and latches onto the other side almost immediately after. He is more even paced – the few more years of accustomedness to it over Damian.

Dick relaxes as they nurse. Brings his wrists up against their necks to transfer scent but mostly just lets them suckle to their hearts content.

Bruce arrives a couple minutes later – changed out of the Batsuit into his casual clothes.

“Behaving for you?” he asks.

“They are now at least.” Granted it’s hard for them to argue with each other when both their mouths are otherwise occupied.

“Hn,” Brue says in typical Bruce fashion. “Damian still needs to get changed out of his uniform.”

Damian goes to pull off Dick but continues suckling when Dick gently holds his head firm against his breast.

“He can once he’s finished,” Dick replies for his brother.

“He better not fall asleep before he does,” Bruce says.

“He won’t.” He might. But right now the pup is content and after how exhausting their night has been Dick doesn’t want to disturb that.

“Fine. I’m going to head up.”

“Okay.” The three of them will head up once they are finished but Dick isn’t going to rush his brother’s nursing just to get himself to bed when he knows he can sleep in in the morning.

Bruce nods before heading towards the exit to the Batcave back to the manor.

Dick just relaxes to the rhythmic suckling at his chest. The knowledge that his two brothers are safe and well. The comfort of pack around him.

#DC Comics #Batfamily #breast feeding #lactation #platonic breast feeding #dick grayson #Tim Drake #Damian Wayne #Gothams Royal Family #Batfamilyaobweek #I accidently a ficlet

[batharem]

Synchronised Heats

Summary: There’s a pecking order in packs.

An order things are done.

Which is why Jason is stuck sitting on a chair for now watching, and waiting for his turn with the omegas.

Pairings: Bruce/Dick/Jason/Tim

Tags: omegaverse, orgy, overly-sexual-pack-dynamics, mating

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23374168

There’s a pecking order in packs.

An order things are done.

Which is why Jason is stuck sitting on a chair for now as Bruce buries his face between Dick’s legs, licking up the slick pouring plentifully from their Head Omega. Tim watching from Dick’s side, his lip caught between his teeth, because he wants to be where Dick is much like Jason wants to be where Bruce is.

But Head Alpha gets first taste and first fuck and Head Omega the first one being tasted then fucked.

And it’s not like Dickie is particularly quiet about how much he likes what’s happening to him. His moans are loud and guttural and fucking hell if it doesn’t make Jason’s want to challenge Bruce then and there to toss him off and have his turn.

He doesn’t, because they’ve done that fight before and it only got worse for Jason. And really the time the birth control is out of the equation is not the time he wants to be completely denied.

He isn’t even going to test his luck by seeing if Bruce will turn a blind eye to him borrowing Tim while their Heads are caught up with each other. Baby Bird can just suffer like him watching and wanting until the two are done and they start to rotate through.

“Bruce!” Dick gasps because Bruce has added fingers with his mouth and Jason can see the slick starting to coat Bruce’s hand. The scent of it really starting to fill the air and yeah that’s Jason even harder.

Tim whimpers as well because he’s probably just got wetter at it and fuck if it was any other time Jason’d be sneaking over.

“Bruce - let me turn around,” Dick manages to get out between moans and gasps and keens. And like any alpha’d say no to an omega asking to present right.

Of course it’s also Dick, and he never does anything just for just one reason. Once he’s turned around, and Bruce is happily back at sucking at his rim like it’s the elixir of life, Dick coerces Tim over and buries his own face between the younger omega’s thighs. He’s allowed to do it even if Jason isn’t - Head Omega rights.

Which means it’s just Jason there suffering. Watching the show of a lifetime on one side as Tim shudders at Dick’s experienced hands and being reminded that he’s not allowed with either of them just yet as Bruce starts to work his kisses up Dick’s back getting reading to fuck him right. Breed him first.

Dick breaks from Tim to pant and moan as Bruce fucks into him. And Tim whines at it a little but calms when Bruce runs his slick-coated hand up the omegas leg and to into the source of Tim’s slick. And fucking hell Jason wants to suck on that hand now – taste the mingling sweetness of their two pack omegas.

Bruce braces his hand against Tim’s thigh as he fucks harder into Dick. And Jason hopes that Bruce doesn’t clean that up once he’s moved from Dick to Tim. Because Jason wants to run his tongue over the Baby Bird’s pale thigh and clean it from the messy slick of both their omegas.

“Bruce,” Tim calls, trying to get Bruce’s attention back onto him. He isn’t going to succeed right now – Bruce too lost in fucking into Dick’s warm and welcoming body. And Jason could solve Timmy’s problem of wanting attention, but he isn’t allowed to just yet so they’ll both just have to wait their turn.

Jason makes it to his turn without challenging Bruce. Just. White-knuckled at the end and about bolting out of the seat as soon as Bruce is done with Dick and moved onto Tim. But he makes it.

Dick laughs when Jason all but tackles into him. But he also spreads his legs and doesn’t say no when Jason hitches them over his shoulder to run his own tongue along where the slick is it’s sweetest, even if it’s now mixed with the salt of Bruce’s cum.

“You were so good and patient Little Wing,” Dick says with a soft gasp as Jason nips at his thigh.

“Yeah well, give me my damn reward.” He paid his due to Bruce by letting the Head Alpha have first dibs, now it’s Jason’s turn to try and breed a pup into Dickie. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be, I know it must have been hard for you,” Dick says and Jason doesn’t know how he got his damn leg out of Jason’s grip to press against Jason’s hard cock and knot but fucking hell he had done it.

“You damned tease.”

Dick laughs because it’s true and he damn well knows it is. It’s part of his charm though even if it’s also the reason why he always seems to get whatever the hell he wants.  

Like now, how he doesn’t want Jason to keep taking his time savouring the taste of the omega’s slick or the feel of his skin under his hands and instead just wanted to get fucked. And how Jason is stopping with his teasing and instead grabbing the wayward leg to hitch up again so he can fuck in deep with a strong firm thrust.

But doing what Dick wants has it rewards. Like how much he moans at each thrust and how he clenches on Jason to milk an orgasm out of him. The two of them left panting as they come down from it.

“Worth the wait?” Dick asks because he’s a teasing asshole still.

“Yeah - still thinking might be worthwhile to challenge B to get first rights at you.” Two can play at this asshole game.

“Jason-” Dick says in warning because yeah, they’ve done that song and dance enough times now to know how it ends.

“Not going to, just tempted, I’m sure Timmy feels the same about you at times as well.”

There’s a pecking order in packs. And much like the maintenance of it is a constant thing, the want for those lower to increase their place in it to get those better priorities is as well.

They can live like this for now though. Because at least Jason gets some time with the omegas even if it’s second-turn.

#Batfamilyaobweek #DC omegaverse #Batcest

[valkerymillenia]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU, Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: batfam abo week, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, ABO, Omegaverse, Mpreg, Pregnancy, Nesting, omega!dick, Established  Series: Part 3 of BatFam ABO Week 2020

(Entry for Day 3 of the BatFam ABO Week 2020)

#brudick #batfamilyaobweek #omegaverse #abo #fluff #mpreg

[batfamaobweek]

So that should be the week over in every timezone.

Thank you so much to every who took part - all the works that came out of this have been amazing.

I’ll keep monitoring the tag for another 2 weeks and reblog any late entries that pop up then. If you post after that, it’s perfectly fine and will still be accepted, just send it to me in a PM if it’s posted on here so I know to reblog it. The AO3 collection will stay open for any new entries so feel free to add whenever.

Again - thank you so much for taking part! I hope you all had fun!

#Ramblings #Batfamilyaobweek

[goldandbluesmiles]

Parental Woes

Summary: Bruce is asked what it's like raising a bunch of Alpha kids as a single omega parent. The answer is unexpected.

Or

"Is it weird being the single Omega parent to a bunch of Alphas? Like what's the weirdest thing?"

"The cock-blocking," said Bruce

TW: Mild Language

Ao3

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They had been drinking for hours now, the only sober one being J'onn as he couldn't be affected by the contents of alcohol. Even Bruce was drunk.

"Hey Bruce," Clark heard Oliver say, "I gotta ask. Is it weird being the single Omega parent to a bunch of Alphas? Like what's the weirdest thing?"

"The cock-blocking," said Bruce

Clark choked on his drink. Beside him, Hal did a spit take while Barry and Arthur let out incredulous laughs. Both J'onn and Dinah looked highly amused. Diana had a small smirk on her face and Oliver, the second most sober, had a confused look on his face.

"Uh, wanna run that by me again Wayne?"

"The cock-blocking," said Bruce, "Seriously, it's ridiculous,"

"Spooky," said Hal, "How drunk are you right now?"

"Oh, very," said Bruce, "I'm going to hate myself in the morning,"

"Yeah, Yeah," said Oliver, "But you can't say something like that and not explain yourself. Come on Brucie. There's a story behind that,"

"Well," said Bruce, "It started with Dick. When he was really young I stopped picking people up for a while but, you know, once he settled down I tried to go back to it, coincidentally at the same time as he has started presenting his Alpha traits,"

"Right," said Barry

"The first time it happened was at Wayne Charity Gala,"

Bruce smiled as the Alpha trailed his hands down his back.

"You look as gorgeous as always Mr. Wayne,"

"Oh please James, we've known each other for a long time. You can call me Bruce,"

And it was true, they had met in high school. Back then James had been loud, brash and utterly unimpressed with relationships. The perfect hookup for Bruce. In the present, James was much more put together, standing straight, shaking hands and disarming people with his smile.

And Bruce wanted him. At least for the night.

By the way, James' hands were wandering he wanted him too.

"So, Bruce," said James, hand now hovering at his thigh "Have some time to spare for an old friend tonight? I know you're here with that kid of yours,"

And score.

"Well, he's old enough to go home with the driver. But we'll have to do your place,"

James grinned, "Well, that's understandable. Maybe we could just-"

"Bruce! There you are!"

Ah. Shit.

"Hey Dick," he said, "What is it?"

"Can we go home now?" he said, draping himself over Bruce and forcing James to remove his hand.

"Uh, yeah," said Bruce, "I thought you were going to-"

"Come on, Bruce," said Dick, "Now!"

"Maybe I should-" said James

"Yeah," muttered Bruce, "Some other time,"

"Huh," said Barry, "Doesn't sound like it was done on purpose,"

"Oh it wasn't," said Bruce, "He didn't even realize he was doing it a lot of times, just that he wanted the strange Alpha away from me. I had a talk with him and he said he would stop but I could tell how much it killed him to let some Alpha hang all over me so I just stopped picking people up. Again,"

"Sucks," said Hal

"Yup. Anyway, eventually, he left and I kinda started getting back into it. I mean I was still in my twenties then,"

"Yeah," said Dinah, nodding alone, "But then I guess Jason came along,"

"Oh yeah," said Bruce, "That was a disaster. I mean I love that kid. But Jesus,"

Bruce sighed happily as Jasmine pressed her fingers to his wrist.

"You smell wonderful, darling," she said, "I just wanna eat you up,"

"Well Jasmine," he said, trailing his other hand over her back, "I'm sure we can arrange that,"

Someone cleared their throat behind them. Bruce turned to find little Jason standing there with a pout on his face.

"I think we should go home now," said Jason

"Oh, okay," said Bruce, "I thought you were leaving early with Alfred,"

"Well now you're coming too," said Jason

"I am?" asked Bruce, feeling more and more confused by the second

"Maybe we should do this another time," said Jasmine, looking a bit amused by the situation.

It was her amusement that clued him in.

Oh, this was like Dick all over again.

"How about not," said Jason, glaring at the Alpha who just put her hands up in surrender, looking like she was about to burst into laughter.

Ok, this was so much worse than Dick.

"I don't think he wants you near me," said Jasmine in a voice only he could hear.

Jason gave her a hard glare for her transgression. She just smiled and walked away.

"Oh wow," said Diana, "Little one is fierce,"

"Yup," said Bruce, "These days those two do it on purpose,"

"Oh hey Bruce," said Rajan, standing a little too close for it to be friendly

"Rajan," he said

"So I was wondering if you would want to-"

"He would not," said a voice from behind

Bruce groaned internally. Why were his children like this?

"Definitely not," said Dick

"Uh, what?" said Rajan

"You weren't propositioning our father were you," said Jason, standing tall, which Bruce had to admit was pretty intimidating, especially when you took in the muscle.

"Because that might cause some problems," said Dick

"I think I'm gonna go now," said Rajan and practically ran away from there

Clark was having a really hard time stopping his laughter. The other members of the league seemed to be having the same problem.

"Har har har," said Bruce, "Please laugh at my pain,"

"Oh Lord!" said Arthur, "Your children sound amazing,"

"You haven't heard about the rest of them,"

Bruce grinned against Omari's lips as he led them to his room. The Alpha smelled amazing, taking all of Bruce's control not to strip them right there.

"Oh Hi Bruce," said Tim, making them break apart instantly

"Tim!" Bruce said, almost screeching, "Aren't you supposed to be home?"

"You were supposed to talk to Mr. Javari," said Tim, looking between them, "You have to make the call,"

"Right," said Bruce

"Well," said Clark, "You can't blame him for that. He genuinely needed you for something,"

"Except that, I had already made that call earlier," said Bruce, "Infront of Tim. While he rolled his eyes every time I said something 'Too Brucie',"

"Oh my," said Diana, leaning forward, "Cunning little thing,"

"Exactly!" said Bruce adorably waving his hands around, "I couldn't say anything in front of Omari and Tim knew that. The worst part, Omari was all 'What a cute child' and 'You should attend to him' and I'm just thinking, there goes another night of wild sex because my kids are annoying little shits,"

There was another round of laughter from the group.

"Come on. Come on," said Oliver, "Tell us more!"

"Damian," sighed Bruce, a fond look on his face, "Sweet cranky little Damian,"

"So Bruce," said Agnia, her voice holding a hint of an accent, "I was wondering if you would like to take a ride with me?"

"What kind of ride?" he said, bringing out his best smile.

The Alpha smirked, "We can do both kinds. The night is still young after all,"

Bruce grinned and leaned into her. She reciprocated by putting an arm around his waist.

"Remove your hands from my Father,"

Bruce sighed and looked down, feeling resigned.

"Hello, Damian," he said. This child wasn't even supposed to be here tonight.

"Ah," said Agnia, "Is this your youngest?"

"Yes," said Bruce

"Take your hands off of him!" This time his tone was more insistent, "I won't ask again,"

"Oh?" said Agnia, "Well, my apologies, to both of you,"

Damian nodded seriously and turned to Bruce, "We should go now,"

Bruce sighed, "I suppose we should. Go call the car,"

Damian gave one last warning glare, and it was definitely a warning, to the Alpha and walked away.

"I'm so sorry about that. He wasn't supposed to be here tonight. He must have come with his brothers,"

Agnia laughed and gently stroked his cheek, "It's alright. I used to do it to my Omega parent too. And I understand that he didn't grow up with you. Makes him more protective,"

"Thank you for understanding," he said, "Most people don't"

"Most people are stupid,"

Bruce smiled and was about to-

"Father!"

"You better go," said Agnia, "It was nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne,"

"Lovely to meet you too, Ms. Agnia,"

"So, what was that about?" he asked Damian once he caught up to him

"Well," said Damian with a completely serious face, "I had to protect your virtue,"

"We are going to have a conversation when we get home," said Bruce, dreading it already. Maybe he could just skip it. It's not like it had helped with his other sons.

"Did he really say virtue?" asked Dinah

"In his defense, he translates everything from Arabic to English in his head and the only English he learned was formal," said Bruce

"But virtue?" asked Hal, "Even in slang language that's funny,"

"Yup," said Bruce, "After the third time he did that I was this close to saying 'Your mother picked me up at a gala and you were conceived in the back of a car' I mean it was a nice car but still,"

"Really?" asked Barry, "I thought you met her abroad when you were travelling,"

"Oh I did," said Bruce, "She was on business,"

"Ah," said Barry, "What about your daughter?"

"Ha," said Bruce, "Dear Cassandra,"

"Uh Bruce," said the Alpha he had been chatting up, "Your daughter is starting to scare me,"

Bryce sighed, "It's alright Abbas, just ignore her,"

"It's kinda hard," he said, pretty grey eyes flickering sideways.

Bruce followed his gaze and sure enough, there was Cassandra, her eyes unblinkingly trained on Abbas.

"I don't think she likes me talking to you," said Abbas, "And no offence but your kids are kinda scary, especially your girl,"

"I know," said Bruce, not knowing whether to be proud or to feel frustrated.

"I'm just gonna-" said Abbas and Bruce nodded, watching the man walk away very very quickly.

Bruce couldn't even blame him. Cassandra could be scary.

"So?" said J'onn handing them all some water, "She merely stares at them?"

"Yup," said Bruce, "And it works. She's just that good,"

Hal snorted, "Your kids are something,"

"Yeah," said Bruce, a soft smile on his face "They're really great, wouldn't trade them for anything,"

They were quiet smiles around the room as Diana decided it was a good time to call it a night.

'This,' thought Clark looking at everybody's relaxed posture, 'had been a good idea,'

xxx

Bruce was nursing his first and last champagne glass for the night when he felt someone's arm come around his waist. Considering there were very few people in this circle that could actually come close to him this silently...

"Hey Ollie," he said in his best Brucie voice, "I see you were invited too. Should have let me know,"

"Aww but I wanted to surprise you," he said, purring a little close to his ear

What the hell was Oliver doing?

"Play along,"

Bruce was confused. It wasn't that he didn't understand what Oliver was saying, they had saved each other from many unbearable conversations after all. But he couldn't see anything that Oliver needed saving from and Oliver wasn't one to just come up to Bruce and start flirting

He was up to something.

Still, Bruce was bored and figured giving into the Alpha's shenanigans wouldn't hurt too much. Oliver did know have to have fun and Bruce was in a good mood.

So he put up with Oliver's wandering, but respectful hands, and his, only kind of, bad flirting.

He got an inkling of what was happening when he saw Stephanie coming their way, a determined gleam in her eyes.

"So Oliver," said Stephanie, stopping right in front of them, "Feeling a little handsy today are we?"

"Uh," said Oliver

Oh, this little shit. Really Queen?

"Cause really, that is just not classy," said Stephanie, crossing her arms and glaring, "Anything to say for yourself, Mr. Queen?"

Bruce could see that Oliver trying to hold his laughter, probably in hopes of prolonging the conversation but as soon as Stephanie raised one of her eyebrows he was lost.

Oliver doubled over in laughter and he wasn't the only one. He could hear Dick and Tim giggling behind them. Jason and Damian were coming up behind Stephanie, wide grins on their faces. Cassandra had come to stand beside him and was looking at him with amused eyes. Poor Duke just looked confused, standing at the other side of Cassandra.

"What?" said Stephanie, "I'm making a good point here,"

"Don't worry, Brown," said Damian, "You have just joined the tradition of Father's Alpha children warding off his one night stands,"

"I told you he did it on purpose," said Bruce, giving Dick a pointed look

"What, really?" said Dick, looking at his little brother

Damian shrugged, "It was instinct at first but afterwards it was just to watch Father try to not roll his eyes,"

That garnered him a few chuckles all around.

"That is it," said Bruce, pushing away a still laughing Oliver, "Duke? You're my favourite now,"

The young Alpha grinned, "Sure, B. Does that mean I can get ice cream?"

"Yup," said Bruce, "Let's go get ice cream. The rest of you stay back and think about what you've done,"

There was a wave of protests but Bruce grabbed Duke's arm and hauled them both out of there.

Duke was laughing by the time they got to the car, "Do they really cock-block you every time?"

"Oh yes,"

"I mean I don't blame them. Most Alphas are protective and you deserve to be respected," said Duke

"Duke, baby, you're the only normal child I have. Please stay this way,"

Duke's laughter was like magic.

Bruce couldn't help the warmth that spread through him.

He really did love his kids.

#batfamilyaobweek #batfamily #batman #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #oliver queen

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Touch-Starved

Summary: Tim’s isn’t as touch starved as he used to be but he’s feeling anxious and it triggers the need to be close to pack. Bruce helps.

W: Mild language

Ao3

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The Wayne manor was quiet. Too quiet. Usually, there would be someone doing something. Jason snoring, Damian's pets tittering around, the soft woosh of Cassandra moving around, Dick's music but today there was nothing.

Damian was at the Kent farm. Dick was back in Bludhaven, Cass and Steph were having girls' week with some of their other female superhero friends and Jason had chosen tonight to stay back at his apartment.

Alfred and Bruce were too far away, and it was too quiet. It made his skin itch and a hollow feeling spread through his chest.

It was too quiet, too much, too little.

It was like Drake Manor. Except Drake Manor had been no nest, heat alone and no protective scents

This was the Wayne Manor, he knew that but it was a bad night and it was too quiet and his arms were itching and he wanted to scratch scratch scratch

He threw back his covers with a shudder and leaped out of bed.

Shit. Shit

This wasn't good. Not good.

His blankets no longer smelled like the pack and oh god he shouldn't be alone right now because his breath was trapped trapped trapped

Before he knew it, his feet were taking him to the end of the hall where he knew his Alpha was probably sleeping. He hesitated outside of the, not wanting to wake up the pack Alpha. He had barely slept the last few days and didn't need to deal with Tim's neediness.

The choice was taken away from him though when the door opened revealing the shirtless Alpha.

"Tim?" he asked, eyes too alert for someone who had been asleep.

"How did you know I was here," he asked while repeatedly fidgeting

Bruce frowned, "Kiddo, I'm surprised your scent hasn't woken up Alfred yet,"

That's when he realized that he was releasing distress pheromones. No wonder the Alpha looked so alert.

"Sorry," he whispered, "Skin hurts,"

"Sweetheart," said Bruce, reaching out to him.

Tim flinched away and Bruce stopped halfway, frowning at him.

Stupid. Stupid. He wanted Bruce to hug him. Why was he like this?

"Kiddo," said Bruce softly, "You know what's happening to you?"

"Touch deprivation, skin hunger acting up cause I'm feeling anxious,"

"Right," said Bruce, "That's good. Do you want to come in now?"

"Yes please," he murmured

Bruce moved out of the way and let him into the room. Tim nearly sobbed when he saw the nest still made up.

"You still make it every night?" he asked

"Of course," said Bruce, "Damian is sixteen and makes his own nest now and I know we make the family one together but just in case any of you need to come to me, I still put this together. Wanna climb in?"

Tim nodded and carefully moved until he as sitting on the piddle of blankets, quilts, cushions, pillows and Bruce's childhood stuffed Bunny, Jumbo.

Once he was settled in, Bruce carefully came in too, settling himself at his usual side.

"What happened, Tim?" he asked, sitting close enough touch but giving him space if he needed it

"Can't sleep. Felt lonely. Too quiet or at least it felt too quiet. I don't always freak out like this,"

"It's not freaking out. It's an actual condition that you're in treatment for,"

Tim closed his eyes and nodded.

"Tim?"

He moved carefully until he was close right beside the older man. Once there, he held out his arms and Bruce instantly took him in his, gently cuddling him to his chest.

It was moments like these that Tim was glad he hadn't grown too tall. His brothers might call him Tiny Tim but he was the only one who could actually fit against their Pack Alpha like this. A few years ago, Damian had been the smallest but now he was actually the tallest, having exceeded even Jason's height, standing as tall as Bruce.

"Good?" asked Bruce

"Um Yeah," mumbled Tim, "Can I-"

"Whatever you need," said Bruce

Tim moved away from Bruce a little and tugged his shirt off, settling himself back he sighed in contentment as he felt the Alpha's body heat seeping into his back. Carefully, Bruce brought up his arms around him, trapping him in a hug.

"Better?" asked Bruce

Tim moved until he was laying sideways against Bruce's chest, the itchiness was subsiding, his heart fell full, he could breathe without pain and his eyes were starting to droop.

"Yeah," he said softly, "Thanks dad,"

"Anytime, Kiddo. Anytime,"

#batfamilyaobweek #bruce wayne #tim drake #batdad #parent bruce wayne #hurt/comfort #touch starved #alpha/beta/omega verse #omegaverse #A/B/O au

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Hidden Scars

Summary: Jason brought Damian to Gotham months ago and Bruce still hasn't said anything bout introducing him tot he world. The batkids hold a little intervention on his behalf.

It doesn't go the way they planned, not at all.

TW: Talk of past physical assault and miscarriage. Assault was not between a couple.

Ao3

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"So, we're doing this?" asked Stephanie

"Oh yeah," said Jason, "This has been long overdue. I came back with Damian months ago and he still hasn't introduced him to the world as his son. It's messing with Damian,"

"Bruce needs a bit of a push," said Dick, "You know how he gets,"

"And he can't ignore all of us," said Tim

"How?" asked Cassandra

"We corner him in his study when Alfred takes Damian to the store and force him to talk about his plans for Damian. That way at least he can't ignore the issue," said Jason

"I mean I wouldn't say he's been completely ignoring Damian. He spends time with him. He just doesn't say anything about how they're handling the situation," said Tim

"Maybe he doesn't want to admit he sent a kid away," muttered Jason, his Alpha growl leaking into his words

"Come on guys," said Stephanie, "That's a bit harsh. We don't know what happened,"

"He gave a kid up and won't explain why. That's pretty obvious," said Jason

"Which is why," Cut in Dick, using his position as head Alpha to get everyone to quiet down, "We're going to talk to him,"

"He's scared," said Cassandra

"Being scared doesn't give him a free pass from responsibility," said Jason

Cass didn't say anything to that.

"So we're doing this," said Stephanie

Slowly everyone nodded their agreement.

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Three days later, they finally got their chance. Alfred had taken Damian to get some summer clothes to match the changing season. Dick stood with the rest of his siblings and one not-sibling-but-still-sibling in front of Bruce's study.

"Alright," he told them, "Here we go,"

Bruce was sitting in his chair, a few papers spread out in front of him. He looked up when they came in, giving them a small tired smile and Dick almost felt bad for doing this.

Almost.

"Hey," he said, "Something you need to talk about?"

"Yeah," said Dick, glancing sideways at his siblings

"Okay...?" said Bruce, "Take a seat then,"

"Nah," said Jason, "We're good, B,"

"Okay," said Bruce, coming to lean at the front of his desk, "What's this about?"

"Damian," said Jason

The smile slipped off Bruce's face, "Oh?"

"Yeah," said Tim, "You've been a little vague about what you're going to do with him,"

"It's being handled," said Bruce, "Anything else?"

"You gotta give us something more Bruce," said Stephanie

"Like I said-"

"Yeah, not good enough Bruce," said Jason, "You've been avoiding this. You haven't said anything about how you're going to introduce him to the world while it took you very little time to make a statement about the rest of us,"

Bruce stayed silent.

"Is it because you carried him yourself and then gave him up? Are you ashamed of that? Because that's not an excuse.," said Jason, "Also, what made you think that was a good idea? Giving him to the League?"

Nothing. No reaction.

"Dad?" whispered Cass, voice laced with a little bit of fear.

That got Dick's attention. If Cass could see something wrong, something was wrong.

"Bruce?" asked Dick, "Bruce, what's going on?"

Bruce took a deep breath, "It's complicated,"

"Well un-complicate it," said Jason harshly

"He's twelve years younger than you," he said, looking at Dick, "Don't you think you would have noticed?"

Dick's eyes widened, "I don't remember you being pregnant,"

"Are you saying that he's not yours cause that's a load of bullshit,"

"Jason-" started Stephanie but Bruce was already moving. He went to his desk took out a file and handed it to Jason, everyone gathered around their brother to see what was going on.

Dick as shorter then Jason and couldn't exactly get a good look from behind Tim, Cass and Steph but he saw the moment both his brothers lost colour in their faces.

"What?" whispered Jason

"What is it?" asked Dick

Tim took the file from Jason and looked at Bruce, "This says you can't have kids. And that you had a miscarriage...when you were seventeen,"

"Bruce?" whispered Stephanie, "What is this?"

"You were seven months pregnant," said Tim, "And there are a lot more injuries here. Bruce, what happened?"

"Dad?" asked Cass

"My last year of high school," said Bruce, "I got pregnant. The Alpha and I had been dating for two years. I loved him. I was happy with him. And when I got pregnant, it threw us for a loop for a while but we figured it out. His mom was supportive and Alfred was disappointed but he was supportive too. In the end, we decided that I would take some time off between school and college. I had a skipped a grade earlier which meant it wouldn't be too much of an issue in the first place,"

Bruce took a deep breath, "We were good, everything was good,"

"Then?" asked Stephanie

Bruce gave a little laugh and Dick flinched from how hysterical it sounded.

"We went out for a drive and our car was stopped around the Narrows. It wasn't really unheard of, people would stop cars that seemed like they had rich people inside and ask for money. That's what he thought was happening. We both had cash and some jewelry on us and we were ready to just give it over,"

Bruce was pacing now, his movements becoming erratic. No one made any move to stop him.

"They pulled us out of the car. They were so angry. I don't know what exactly they were angry at, maybe just the way their life was, maybe they needed someone to take it out on. They had a bat and they beat both of us. Six or seven of them I think. I don't know what happened exactly. I blacked out. I woke up in a hospital bed,"

There were tears in his eyes now. Tim carefully reached out to him but he just avoided the touch and continued his pacing.

"They told me I'd lost her, my little girl. My little Georgia Martha,"

He looked at them with shining eyes, "I was going to name her that. Georgia Martha,"

"Bruce," whispered Dick, his heart aching for the omega

"They told me her father was in a coma. He woke up two months later and we tried, you know. We tried a lot to be there for each other but it was too painful and we were so young. It just didn't work,"

He let out another little laugh.

"You know, I didn't think I would have any other kids and then you all happened and I was happy and then Jason here died and came back with that little boy in tow,"

"I can't have kids. I have heats and I have my cycle and they both hurt like a bitch," said Bruce, barely above a whisper, looking like he was about to be sick, "But I can't have kids and there's a little boy wearing my scent walking around this place,"

Dick wanted to say something, anything but all words seemed to have left him. His siblings seemed to be having the same problem because they all watched the older man while standing very still.

"Not to mention people know I can't have kids," said Bruce, carding a hand through his hair and frantically walking around the room, "There was a trial and sure it was sealed because we were minors but still there were people there. Doctors, police officers, lawyers, judges. I've told people about my condition and sure I could say that I went through treatment, and that would need fake papers and reports, but then why would I talk about not being able to have kids when I already had a kid,"

Bruce's voice kept getting higher, and his words sped up the more he talked.

"Also, where was this kid? I could say that he usually lived with his Alpha but then why should I go through the trouble of having extensive treatment to have a child just to not have them live with me. Not to mention, said Alpha would be expected to be someone close with me and Talia isn't going to be much help with that. I could say someone stole my eggs but that would put Talia in a bad light and Damian isn't going to like that. Not to mention, with the media's obsession with our family, any of these scenarios could put Damian in a bad position, especially with Talia not being able to be here,"

He finally stopped and turned to look at them.

"I don't know what to do," he said, shrugging and helplessly waving his hands around, "I don't know where to go with this, I really just don't know,"

He gestured to all of them, "So if you kids came up with some brilliant idea while planning this little intervention, I'm open!"

"Bruce," whispered Tim, "Bruce-

But Bruce just shook his head, "I need some fresh air,"

With that, he quickly walked out of the room, his footsteps going toward the gardens.

"That was unexpected," said Stephanie

"We fucked up," said Tim

"No," said Jason, throwing the file on the desk, "I fucked up. I shouldn't have pushed like that,"

"We all backed you, Jay," said Dick, still feeling it a little shaken up from the whole thing. He had never seen Bruce like that.

"Fix it," said Cass

"Yeah," said Tim, "We're going to fix it,"

xxx

Bruce was curled up in his room when he heard the knock on his door. His kids weren't masking their scent and for a second he wanted to send them away but then he figured he's avoided them enough. He had to talk to them eventually, preferably before dinner. Alfred could keep Damian oblivious for only so long.

"Come in," he called out

His kids came in one by one, Tim at the head and Cass at the back.

He should probably get up but he was having a hard time getting himself to move from the pile of blankets he had arranged around himself.

"Can we come up?" asked Dick

"Yeah," he murmured, "Come on,"

They neatly arranged themselves around him, doing their best not to disturb any of the blankets around him. Tim ended up on his right and Cass on his left. The other three took their place so he had a semi-circle of young adults around him.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I shouldn't have-

"No Bruce," said Dick, "We're sorry. There were better ways to ask for answers,"

"Still," he said, "I should have explained it without having an outburst like that,"

Cass carefully leaned against him and said, "Stressed,"

"She's right, B," said Jason, "You were stressed. A good outburst is healthy once in a while. You used to tell me that,"

Bruce chuckled, "Yeah I guess,"

"We came up with a solution though," said Tim, pulling out papers from seemingly nowhere.

Bruce felt guilt churn in his stomach, "I'm sorry for what I said, you didn't have to-"

"Oh shush Boss," said Stephanie, "it's pretty simple. Can't believe you didn't think of it,"

"Stephanie," Tim warned

"Just saying," said Stephanie and Jason snorted

Bruce smiled, "What is it?"

"When you said that thing about someone stealing your eggs I figured we could go with that but blame it on Damian's grandfather. No one would expect us to tell them their name, especially if we make it sound like Damian's Alpha didn't have a choice either. I mean it's not too far away from the truth, right? We all know Ra's drugged you that one time which corresponds with Damian 's age- and I have a hard time believing Talia was in on that. She cares about you,"

"So," said Dick, "We tell them Damian has an insane grandpa who wanted a grandchild with good genes and decided that his Alpha child and you would make a perfect baby and made it happen. You were kidnapped -much easier to fake- and Batman found you-"

"Which will make people automatically assume it was another crazy person doing experiments," added Jason, "Not that they'll be off,"

"Exactly," said Dick, "The Alpha didn't realize that the eggs that they fertilized were from someone unwilling, that story can be fine-tuned a little, we're sure Talia will go with it, it's not far from the truth anyway,"

"See," said Stephanie, "The issue is solved. You can relax,"

Bruce shook his head in amazement, "Wow. I can't believe I didn't think of Ra's,"

"It's alright," said Stephanie, "You were stressed,"

Bruce winced, "I'm so-

"If you say sorry one more time," said Jason, "Stop apologizing Bruce,"

Bruce felt fondness bubbling in his chest as he looked at every one of his children.

"I love you all so much," he whispered

They smiled back at him murmuring the words back.

"Hey Bruce," said Tim, "If you don't mind me asking, you said something about your heat and cycle hurting. What did you mean?"

Bruce thought of the best way to word his answer, "I still need to go through my heat but the scars make it hard on my body. I take suppressants but the doctors still make me have at least three heats a year to stay healthy. They said they would lessen them as I got older but for now, I'm stuck with the whole thing,"

"Damn," said Stephanie as Cass snuggled closer

"You know, B," said Dick, "You should talk to us. We're all pack and while we're your kids, we're not all actually kids anymore. You can talk to us about things that are bothering you. Not to mention you have actual adults in this pack too. Talk to them, talk to us. Don't bottle it up,"

Bruce smiled at his eldest, "I'll try. Thanks,"

"Also," said Tim, "You're going to have to talk to Damian. You don't have to tell him everything but you gotta tell him something. He knows what the League is like, just simplify everything. Let him know you didn't give him up. That's all he really wants to know. Needs to know,"

Bruce sighed. Tim was right of course. Damian deserved to know that he had never been unwanted, he just hadn't been known.

"Yeah," he said, "Yeah. I'll do that,"

Dick grinned, "Group hug!"

His kids all jumped on him and Bruce could safely put this moment in the top ten of his life.

xxx

Bruce found Damian later, sitting in his room and reading a book.

He sat up straight as soon as he noticed him standing at the door.

"Father," he said, "Is there something you need?"

"I wanted to talk to you," said Bruce, "May I sit with you?"

"You may," he said

Bruce went and sat beside him on the bed.

"I’m going to get to the point here," said Bruce, "I know you think that I gave you up to the League but it didn't happen like that,"

"Oh?"

"I can't have children," said Bruce, "Something happened when I was seventeen that rendered me unable to carry a child,"

Damian's eyes widened. The boy was smart and knew everything there was to know about the League's technology. Bruce could pinpoint the exact moment when he realized what had been done to both him and Bruce.

"I see," he said voice barely above a whisper, "Did Mother...?"

"I don't think so," said Bruce, "She has a good heart. I can't see her hurting either of us like that. I'm thinking that she probably didn't know at first and then she couldn't risk letting either of us know,"

"Ah," he said, "And now that grandfather has basically lost his mind, she wanted to make sure I wasn't anywhere close by,"

"That's what we're thinking," said Bruce

"We?" asked Damian, looking a little curious, "Have you been discussing me with the others?"

"You're siblings held a little intervention on your behalf. Told me I should explain a few things to you. Make sure you know that you're wanted here,"

"Am I?" asked Damian, looking up at him with hopeful eyes

"Oh Sweetheart," said Bruce, "Can I hug you?"

Damian nodded and Bruce pulled him close, tucking the little pup under his chin.

"You are a surprise, Damian," Bruce told him, "But then all my children were in one way or the other. The only difference with you is that you are my biological child. You have a place in my heart already and I can feel myself accepting you as Pack,"

"Really?" asked Damian

"Yes," said Bruce, "You know, I've already added one of your sweaters to the little nest on my bed,"

"Oh!" said Damian, sitting up straight, "Is that where my grey one went? I was wondering,"

Bruce smiled at him sheepishly, "Yes. Sorry about that. I should have asked,"

"It's alright Father," he said, "Maybe we could replace it every once in a while so I can keep wearing all of them,"

Bruce's heart could have burst from happiness right then, "Yes, I would like that,"

After a little while, the little pup raised his head again.

"I am glad that I get to be here, Father," said Damian

"Me too, son," murmured Bruce, giving his hair a kiss, "Me too,"

#batfamilyaobweek #bruce wayne #dick grayson #tim drake #Jason Todd #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #damian wayne #hurt/comfort #miscarriage

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Nesting

Summary: No one ever taught Tim how to build a nest. Bruce fixes that.

Part 1, Ao3

Notes: This is actually supposed to be the fourth or fifth fic in the Keeper series but the second one to be posted so some things might be confusing.

A few things to note - Bruce saying that he's a disease is a misconception on his part, he thinks him being a Keeper and not following all the rules is the reason bad things happen to his family. -Dick was Bruce's protege but he is Bludhaven's Keeper so while him and Bruce have problems they don't have too big of a falling out because Bruce always knew Dick wasn't Gotham's. -Jason also died in this au but he died in Gotham, not in Ethiopia.

TW: Mention of child neglect

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Bruce didn't notice too much about Tim at first. He was a thirteen years old male omega who had the keeper's magic inside of him. He had parents so he didn't need to be Bruce's responsibility outside of training.

And Bruce was okay with that. He had already lost one protege to the Keeper's magic and it had nearly destroyed him.

There was a reason Keepers weren't supposed to have normal packs. It was a disease.

And Bruce was the biggest disease of all.

Tim usually came to the cave in the evening after school and went home after a few hours of studying and lessons. Dick and Jason had always been eager to get to the physical training part but Tim was more than okay with reading books on books about Keepers. He was also a creative problem solver, picking things up faster then Bruce had.

Sometimes Bruce felt the urge to scoop up the little pup and tuck him close, especially when he looked at him with those hopeful eyes. But then Bruce would remember Jason and push the thought away. He hadn't been good enough with Jason, treated him like a child and son instead of protege and fellow Keeper and look where that had got him.

It was better this way.

So Tim left for home every night at 8:00, right when his housekeeper expected him. Which was why Bruce was very surprised to find him standing at the entrance of the cave around 8:30, half an hour after he had sent him home.

"Tim?"

No answer

"Tim, are you alright?"

No answer.

Something was wrong. The boy usually scrambled to answer.

Once Bruce got closer, the situation became evident. The little Omega was in pre-heat. He was young so his scent was significantly lighter but there was no mistaking the extra boost to the lemon scent. The boy was definitely going into heat.

"Timmy, Kiddo," he said softly, ignoring the part of his that told him to turn away, "Look at me,"

The little boy, who had had his back to him until now, slowly turned around. Bruce winced when he saw his expression. Dazed with a little bit of...fear? Why did the boy look afraid?

"H-hi Bruce. I-um-I was about to leave but then this feeling just hit me and I didn't want to leave anymore. I'm usually home by the time it hits me-b-but- it hit me here and-I'm so so sorry, Bruce! I'm so sorry!"

Bruce took a deep breath and knelt in front of the shaking boy. Going by his age, he probably hadn't been having heats for more than a year and since very young omegas only had a few heats a year, this was was probably his third or fourth. He was in a house that wasn't his and not to mention with an adult who had been less than welcoming.

He sighed again and put a hand on Tim's shoulder. The boy flinched at first but then relaxed a bit.

"It's okay, Tim," he said, "Do you want me to take you home?". Tim probably had a nest there. Most pups liked to 'play nest' and those that had started heat usually kept up theirs. There were some interesting stories about young pups, especially omegas, fighting their parents when they tried to wash the items used in the nest.

Bruce would take Tim home, make sure he was taken care of by whoever was watching him and then he would come back and this unsettling feeling he was getting in his chest would go away.

He wasn't expecting the way Tim's eyes filled with tears while he shook his head.

"Don't wanna be alone," he mumbled

Bruce frowned. Young omegas got emotional during their heat, some even pre-heat, but this was odd and why would Tim say that about being alone? He had sais someone watched him.

"What do you mean you're going to be alone?"

Tim sniffed and shook his head, "Shouldn't have said that. Bad,"

Bruce's chest tightened. Something was wrong, very very wrong.

He decided to try something else, "What about your nest then?"

"What nest?"

Bruce barely held himself back from gasping in shock.

Could this be-

"Is this your first heat, kiddo?"

Tim shook his head.

"And you don't have a nest?"

Tim shook his head again.

"How many heats have you had, buddy?"

"Two," said Tim with a sniffle, "Didn't realize what the first one was, they were five months apart,"

Tim had started coming here four months ago. And he didn't have a nest. Good god.

Bruce had so many more questions but they could wait because Tim was starting to shake again.

"Hey Tim," he said, "I'm gonna pick you up okay?"

"Okay." he sniffled

Bruce carefully picked him up, backpack and all. He was impossibly small and light in his arms, instantly curling up against his chest.

Goddammit, he could already feel himself getting attached. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Oh My," said Alfred, once they got upstairs, looking at the boy who now had his eyes squeezed shut "What happened here, Master Bruce?"

"He's going in heat in the next twenty-four hours, said he didn't want to go home because he doesn't want to be alone and has never made a nest despite already having had two heats,"

An almost undetectable dark look passed over Alfred's face.

"I see," said the old butler, "You'll be taking him to your room then,"

"Yes," said Bruce, "I'm sure you already know the list of his favourite snacks,"

"Of course," said Alfred, "I'll make sure to bring them up,"

"Thanks, Alfie,"

Once Bruce got to the room, he turned on the dim lamplight and carefully deposited the boy in the middle of the bed.

"You can open your eyes now, Buddy," said Bruce

Tim opened his eyes and looked around with surprise.

"Is this your room?"

"Yes, Tim," he said

"What are we doing here?" he asked

"I'm going to teach you to build a nest," he said

"Oh," he said, eyes widening in surprise, confirming Bruce's fears. This poor little Omega had spent his last two heats without a nest and probably without his parents.

"Now," said Bruce, "There are some very important decisions that need to be considered when making a nest,"

Tim straightened and looked at him intently. Bruce couldn't help the warmth that spread thought. God, this kid was adorable.

"First one," said Bruce, "Covered top or not?"

xxx

Tim watched in surprise as Bruce attached to wooden poles to the end of the bedposts.

"Is this tall okay?" asked the older Omega, "I'll have to attach something to the headboard too so it makes a triangle shape,"

"Oh no," said Tim, "That's not necessary. I'll fit inside,"

This was bad, He was causing too much trouble. He should have just gone home. Why didn't he just go home?

"But then I won't fit," said Bruce

Tim's mouth fell open in surprise

"You're going to stay with me," he asked in a whisper

"Of course," said Bruce with a frown, "Unless you want someone else? Maybe Dick or Barbara? Because you're not old enough to do this alone,"

But I already did it alone.

He didn't say that though. Instead, he just nodded.

"Okay, You can stay,"

Bruce frowned a little and Tim wondered if he's said something wrong.

But then Bruce went back to fixing the bed and Tim relaxed. Everything was fine.

"Now," said Bruce, once he was done attaching the poles, "I'm gonna hold some things up and you're going to tell me if you want to keep them?"

"Okay," he said

Bruce went into the closet and brought out a pile of soft and furry looking things.

"First. we're going to put something at the bottom. Something comfy. Would you like wool? Cotton? Maybe a down?"

"What a down?"

The older omega frowned. Tim was just about to take back his question when Bruce picked up a bunch of things again.

"I have an idea," said Bruce, "You feel them and tell me which one will the comfiest under you,"

"Oh, okay,"

He ended up choosing a large blue blanket that seemed to have feathers inside of it.

"Good choice," said Bruce, giving Tim a bright smile. Tim loved that smile. It made his magic dance nicely in his chest.

The nest little while was spent like that, with Bruce showing Tim different things and he would choose which ones he likes best.

"How do I know which one feels the nicest," he asked at one point

"Well," said Bruce, "There are many ways to tell. You can feel it with your hands, curl up in it or..."

"Or?" asked Tim, confused as to why Bruce had stopped speaking

"Or I could do this," said Bruce and pounced. Before Tim knew it, he had been pushed into one of the blankets as Bruce tickled him mercilessly.

"Wait-what-haha-stop-stop-hahaha-BRUCE!"

"Nuh-uh," huffed Bruce, "Not stopping,"

Tim screeched as Bruce poked a particularly sensitive spot and tried to get away, twisting the splayed blankets and covers as he went.

"You're not getting away Kiddo," Bruce said with a grin, yanking him back against his chest, mercilessly tickling his tummy and making him gasp and twist.

Eventually, Tim ran out of breath and Bruce let him go. He flopped down onto the bed, a few giggles still escaping him as he caught his breath.

"So," said Bruce, "How does it look now?"

Tim looked at him in confusion. What did he mean?

Bruce just smiled and waved his hand around. Tim turned to look and his eyes widened. Them moving around had moved the bigger blankets to the edge, creating a sort of barrier, the cotton sheets were still under him covering the large blue blanker at the bottom. There were brighter lighter blankets just inside the barrier, giving it a cozy look and there were handmade quilts and a couple of knitted blankets laying closer to him.

"I like it," he said, running his hand on top of one knitted blanket, "I really really like it,"

"I'm glad, Kiddo," said Bruce, "Just have to fix it in a few places,"

Bruce went ahead and started to pull the blankets closer together, settling them in a way that made sure both of them could stretch. After he was done, he picked up one of the quilts and put it around Tim's shoulders.

"There you go," he murmured, "Now sit here and I'm going to get a sheet to cover us, okay?"

Tim nodded. Bruce moved to the edge of the bed and pulled up three sheets.

"Blue, White, or Yellow?"

"Yellow," said Tim

"Great," said Bruce, standing up, "If I attach this here and here and then..."

Carefully, the older omega constructed a cover over them using duct tape and the wooden poles he had attached to the bed.

"And for the finishing touch," said Bruce and leaned over the change the setting on the lights. The lights dimmed a bit, creating a yellow glow in the nest as they were filtered through the near-transparent sheet.

"What do you think, Tim?" said Bruce as he settled in beside him.

Tim could feel a big feeling building in his chest as tears gathered in his eyes.

Not being able to answer, he did the only thing he could think of and threw himself at Bruce's chest.

XXX

Bruce tensed as Tim slammed into him. The weight wasn't the problem but when was the last time he had held a child close? The last time-

He cut his thoughts off. No matter how bad this might turn out, he had an obligation as Tim's mentor to help him in any way possible, including emotionally. This was just a mentor taking care of his protege. Absolutely nothing to do with Pack.

Bruce could do this.

"You okay there, Timmy?"

Tim nodded and a soft sound started coming from him.

Was he-

Another soft sound.

Yup. The little omega was definitely purring. So adorable.

Slowly, Bruce could feel his apprehensions slipping away as he gave an answering purr. The little boy looked back up in surprise as if no one had answered his before.

Alphas and Betas didn't purr but they did growl and hum. Tim's parents should have been answering him with something if they had taken some time to spend with their little boy. But it was becoming increasingly obvious that they didn't have much to do with Tim.

Bruce felt a surge of hate toward the Drakes. How dare they? They had this brilliant, sweet child. Didn't they know how precious this was, this life? How fragile? How it could be taken away in a-

Tim purred louder and nuzzled his neck, probably detecting his changing mood from his scent.

Bruce gently purred in response, letting him know everything was fine. As he pulled the little boy closer, he felt their magics curl together. Bruce's own mature magic and Tim's still developing spark.

Ours Ours Ours

'Not yet," answered Bruce, having mastered speaking in his head, "He's too young to protect Gotham yet and his magic isn't as developed as you,"

No no Ours

It took him a few seconds to realize what his magic was saying. With Dick and Jason, the line had been clear. They didn't have parents. They were Keepers and so was Bruce, therefore, they were Bruce's responsibility.

It wasn't that way with Tim.

This was the magic asking him to claim Tim as his own.

Bruce pursed his lips. The Keeper's magic didn't usually have any morals or goals other than having a way to do its job, in this case, protect Gotham. It needed the Keeper to help direct it and bend it and make sure it didn't do anything to disrupt the system of that Keepers time period.

So why did it want Bruce to claim Tim? Was it reflecting Bruce's own desire back? Because despite what Dick liked to say, Bruce wasn't actually oblivious to his own feelings, he just didn't act on them.

'Why are you so insistent?'

Needs our help. We help Gotham and Gotham includes its people. We are the best equipped in this scenario.

Huh, so the magic was learning after all.

"Bruce?" asked Tim, starting to sound a little sleepy

"It's okay," said Bruce, "Go to sleep, Kiddo,"

The little omega yawned and closed his eyes, snuggling deeper into his chest.

He could do this.

#bruce wayne #tim drake #Alfred Pennyworth #batfamilyaobweek #alpha/beta/omega verse #a/b/o #batdad

[goddessofroyalty]

Big Brother

Batfamily AOB Week Day 2: Protective

Summary:

Because Bruce is no longer with it and Dick off playing spy and damn it it’s time Jason stepped up as the next eldest to keep watch over what was left of the pack.

That is easier said than done when the two members of the pack he has to wrangle and Tim and Damian

Notes: This fic was originally on for Day 3 – Nesting. But then I wrote something that really could only be done for Nesting and this got shifted. It’s still very clearly based on nesting. This is actually 2 ideas I wanted to do and just could never figure out how. So I crammed them together and made it into one! Warnings: Jason comes to the wrong conclusion and has a pregnancy scare on behalf of Tim

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23392366

“I know it’s not as good as what you two are probably used to,” Jason says as the three of them walk into one of his Gotham safe-houses, more to be a shit than anything. No matter how fancy the childhoods of the other two might have been, being Robin means sleeping in some shitty locations.

“Tt, I don’t understand why we can’t all stay in our own safe-houses,” Damian says, looking around the safe-house in distain.

“Because the Court of Owls is hunting us – safety in numbers and all that bullshit.” Because Bruce is no longer with it and Dick off playing spy and damn it it’s time Jason stepped up as the next eldest to keep watch over what was left of the pack. At least Cass would be safe in Hong Kong – Robins are at war, not Batgirls. “Right, well, shove your shit where-ever. There’s only one bedroom so I’ll turn it into a nest so we don’t all go for each other’s throats over it or whatever.”

“Do you know how to make a nest?” Tim asks because he’s only actually marginally better than the demon-pup at being kind of an asshole at times.

“Yes I know how to make a nest.” Had spent most of his childhood making nests for his mother because she wasn’t often in a state to make one of her own. “I also know how to cook and you will be eating real food while your here not energy drink, coffee and whatever pre-packaged stuff you normally survive on.”

“Whatever - where’s your set up?” Tim asks. “I need to contact him.”

Him being Dick. Which, yeah, if Robins are at war with Talons it makes sense to call the original and one of the true Pack Heads back home.

“Under the fake floor-board under the tv stand,” Jason says as he goes into the kitchen and starts digging through the cupboards. While he always preferred non-perishables in his safe-houses this one should have decent enough stock for him to be able to cook them all someone to eat.

Damian settles in on the couch scowling at them both. And Jason doesn’t take it personally – kid's gotta’ be hurting from, well, everything going on. Still unpresented, only fresh back from the dead, and lacking the pack’s true Head Alpha and his father to amnesia, and the pack’s Head Omega to a fake death and playing spy. Jason isn’t so much of an ass to kick him while he’s down.

Instead he just focuses on getting them all fed – remembering that Damian is a vegetarian now.

“Alright, Dick says he’s going to come home as soon as he’s able,” Tim says putting the tech away just as Jason finishes dinner. “Should be here by tomorrow night.”

There’s relief for Jason – Dick will be able to get everyone on the same page about this without needing to sling Damian over his shoulder and drag him from any fights to do so. But Dick arriving will likely only make the Court act more brashly to try and get him under their control. Him probably being their main target.

“We need to figure out what the Court is planning before then,” Damian says because, yeah, bringing Dick into town without any knowledge of the Court’s movements is risking a lot.

"Dinner first,” Jason growls when Tim goes to get up. Because the kid’s clearly been losing weight and Jason owes it to Alfred at least to try and make sure he has at least one decent meal.

“But-”Damian goes to protest because of course he’ll agree with Tim in this. Can't have either of them possibly respecting Jason’s authority as the current eldest Robin and pack member.

“You can both go play detective while I build the nest but first we need to eat.” He doesn’t know how the two of them aren’t starving considering just how much of their day had been spent running for their lives and herding a bunch of untrained Robin-wannabies while doing so. Because Jason is starved.

“Fine.”

The two eat. And as soon as they’re done they’re up and back to Jason’s stuff to start researching into what the Court of Owls might want.

Jason doesn’t even bother demanding they do the dishes. He certainly does not have the level of authority over them to achieve that. So Jason just does them himself and then goes to the bedroom to start to build a nest.

It’s then he realises he has no idea what the other two like in a nest.

Hell, does Damian even do nests at all?

Jason knows Tim does. He’s seen Tim’s nests but that was always when he was breaking into somewhere to threaten or challenge him for stealing Robin from Jason and, well, at the time he didn’t super categorise how Tim had the nest laid out.

Plus the nest Tim builds at Titans tower might be different to the one he’d want when the Bats. Dick always said he nested differently between the two.

Dick would know how to build a nest to keep the other two happy.

But Dick’s off being a spy and won’t be home until tomorrow. So the two of them can just make do with the kind of nest Jason is used to building – he’s the one here currently.

He walks back into the living room after doing what he thinks is a good job at building a nest to see both of them gearing up.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“We found a possible lead about what the Court of Owls is doing,” Damian says.

“The Titans need me,” Tim says.

“And what, you’re both going to go out into a city where the police are looking for us to arrest and the Court of Owls to kill?” If they both died Dick would kill him. Hell, Bruce would probably revive and kill him again once he got his memories back as well. “And I’m not going to let you go.”

“I’ll have my team to back me up,” Tim says.

“I can take care of myself,” Damian says.

“And you’re not the boss of me,” they both finish with.

How does Dick keep the two of them listening to him?

Hell, how does Bruce keep them all listening to him. Even if Jason tries his hardest not to.

“You know what, alright fine, Tim you can go meet up with your Titans but only if you meet up with them close to here, but not too close.” The last thing Jason needs is Tim’s Titans all in his safe-houses business. Although, he’ll probably have to burn this one as a safe- house anyway just because by the end of this he feels all Robins will know of its location. “And Damian you can go investigate whatever it is the two of you found, but I’m coming with you.”

“I do not need a babysitter!” Damian immediately spits because of course he can’t just behave.

“And I don’t want to be spending my night babysitting you but until this is dealt with we cannot go out alone.”

“Tt, fine,” Damian says, and okay, Jason might have the situation and the two youngest pack members under control.

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Overall Jason considered the previous day a win. He might not be able to wrangle the two younger pack-members like Dick or Bruce can but he kept them safe and managed to get them both asleep in the bedroom-turned-nest without any blood being shed.

Hell, he even managed to pry Tim away from his Titans who were all more than happy to shack up in one of Gotham’s other safe-houses to keep an eye on their Head Omega. Something Dick probably would have been fine with and encouraged but Bruce damn near have an aneurysm if he heard about it.

And Jason had managed to prevent Damian from trying to get into a fight with the handful of cops they ran into on their way home. Because Bruce and Dick wouldn’t approve of that even if Jason kind of wanted to watch.

Yeah, overall Jason is doing pretty well at being the Head Alpha, or just Head Anything, of the pack currently.

And then he wakes to the sound of someone hurling their guts up in his bathroom. And Damian still somehow asleep in the nest.

Fuck.

“Please don’t tell me you’re pregnant,” Jason says after stumbling into the doorway of the bathroom and confirming that, yeah, it’s Tim who’s puking his guts up.

Jason’s never going to live this down. In charge of them for barely a week and Tim got knocked up on his watch.

“Then I’m not pregnant,” Tim says immediate, despite leaning his head against the seat of the toilet.

“Seriously Tim you had better not be lying to me, because this is the worst possible time-“

“I know. And I’m not pregnant,” Tim says standing up. “I think I just ate something that didn’t agree with me last night.”

“Hey, that better not be an insult to my cooking.” Jason might not be able to cook fancy high-class meals but he can cook food that tastes decent enough and goes down well enough.

“It wasn’t,” Tim says, “I had some dessert with Kon and Bart and Cassie before I came back.”

“Actual dessert, not innuendo dessert right?” Jason asks as he digs through the cabinet under the sink for one of the other things he always has in all his safe-houses.

“Yes, actual dessert,” Tim says rolling his eyes, “god you’re worse than Bruce I swear.”

“Hey I’m just not ready to be an uncle yet,” Jason says finding what he’s looking for and shutting the cupboard. “But just to be safe.”

“Seriously Jason?” Tim says looking at the pregnancy test Jason is handing to him. “Why do you even have them?”

“Because sometimes the people I save need them.” Jason doesn’t think he needs to elaborate on that. Nor does he want to get caught up in the debate about the kinds of people he protects verses the rest of his pack and family. “Just take the test Timmy.”

“Okay, fine,” Tim says taking the test. “You don’t have to watch me take it.”

Honestly knowing just how sneaky the omega Bat is Jason isn’t convinced he doesn’t. But whatever, it’s unlikely Tim has a hidden pouch of piss in the clothes he borrowed from Jason to sleep in.

“What’s happening?” Damian asks when Jason steps out of the bathroom and closes the door behind him. His eyes are suspicious and Jason wonders if he heard any of the conversation.

“None of your business demon-pup.” No need to give the kid more ammo against Tim – especially with Dick coming back today and the brat no-doubt planning on going running to him with anything that he might be able to dob Tim in for.

Tim had covered Jason’s ass more than once against family accusations. Only fair Jason does the same for him. Middle Robins having to stick together and all that.

“Considering the magnitude of the threat we’re facing-“ Damian starts as the bathroom door swings open and Tim shoves the pregnancy test into Jason’s hand.

“Here – I was right,” Tim says, not stopping until he’s curled up in the nest. And the pregnancy test he handed Jason shows negative.

Which – oh thank god. Jason doesn’t have to deal with the judgemental looks on either Bruce or Dick’s face on how he should have somehow kept Tim away from possible impregnating alphas despite the fact that every time anyone in the family does try and tell Tim what to do he tends to immediately run into the arms of said possible impregnating alphas. Hell, tends to go for the even worse options than his usual ones.

“What is it?” Damian asks, getting up to come over to investigate what might be some blackmail he can use against his brother.

“It’s nothing,” Jason says, shoving the test in his pyjama pants pockets before grabbing Damian and, gently, lobbing him back into the nest. “I’m gonna’ start making breakfast so neither of you leave until we eat food. Then we can think about how we’re gonna’ work meeting up with Dick despite the city going on an all-out Robin hunt.”

And hopefully Jason can not feel so damn responsible for the other two. Dump it on Dick again and go back to being the black-sheep of the pack.

Hopefully before Jason gets more grey hair from them.

#DC Comics #Batfamily #DC omegaverse #Batfamilyaobweek #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Damian Wayne #Pregnancy scare #(but not really) #I accidently a ficlet

[goddessofroyalty]

Grayson

Summary: Dick knows of his relationships succeeds he'll never get a child of his own so he's going to take the chance to have one. And is going do his best to keep the father unknown so the child is his alone.

Pairings: Dick/multiple

Tags: mpreg, omegaverse

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23442943/chapters/56191168

“Hey Bruce,” Dick says, leaning against the consul of the main computer in the Batcave. He’s trying to appear casual but Bruce has known him for much too long to not be able to see through the act and notice all the little tells that reveal how nervous his eldest apparently is. Not that Bruce has any idea why he would be so nervous.

“Hm,” Bruce says, trying to act as nonchalant as Dick is. He doesn’t know what is clearly bugging Dick but it’s better if he lets Dick tell him instead of calling him on his obvious anxiety.

“Do we get maternity leave?” Dick asks before laughing, “I mean as superheroes.”

“You’re pregnant.” Bruce doesn’t know how he missed that because he had no warning despite the fact he’s always kept an idly awareness of any signs of pregnancy in his omega sons. However, there is no other reason why Dick would be asking the question. He’s either pregnant or planning on it and considering his current single relationship status it’s unlikely he would be planning a pregnancy anytime soon.

“Uh, not yet,” Dick says, nervously scratching the back of his head.

“Is there a new relationship I missed?” He was fairly certain Dick was single again. The last relationship Bruce had been aware of had been with Koriand’r and had ended right before she went on a deep-space mission she had only just returned from.

“No,” Dick says which rules out both of Bruce’s immediately options.

“Is Tim pregnant?” That was a possibility – Dick asking on behalf of his younger brother.

“No!” Dick says immediately. “At least I hope not.”

“So why are you asking?” Bruce has run out of reasons why Dick might ask himself.

“I’m, uh, thinking about getting pregnant,” Dick says, radiating anxiety. And Bruce had taught him better than that but he feels like right now isn’t the situation to point that out.

“Without an alpha?”

“Yes,” Dick says almost defensively. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“I didn’t expect to have to tell you of the dangers of using cloned genetics to create a child.” That was Tim he always assumed he’d end up having the conversation with.

“What? Oh no, no an alpha will be involved in their conception just after that just me.”

“Who?”

“What?”

“Who’s the alpha?” Bruce just hopes Dick doesn’t say Slade Wilson.

“So, that’s the thing,” Dick says, with a wince, “I was planning on doing it so it was somewhat unknown.”

Or: sleeping with multiple alphas during his heat. And Bruce understands why Dick felt reluctant to tell him that part of the plan. He’s sure his son wants him to think about that happening about as much as Bruce wants to think about it himself.

“I know it’s not how a baby should be brought into this world,” Dick continues, taking Bruce’s silence as some form rejection to the idea instead of just an attempt to not think about his son in heat with multiple alpha visitors. “But I’m worried if I don’t do this now then by the time I do get married it’ll be too late.”

Dick’s right. As much as they all tend to pretend otherwise they are getting older and omegas start having fertility issues younger than alphas. If Dick wants to have a fairly certain chance to conceive than he needs to create the opportunity to conceive instead of waiting until he is in a stable relationship.

It would be cruel for Bruce to deny him this. Not just because of how clear it was that Dick had been looking forward to carrying a child, but because Bruce can’t deny that he hadn’t played a part in preventing Dick from doing so yet. The expectations he put on Dick as Robin and Nightwing coupled with the traits he encouraged in his son leading to Dick struggling to maintain relationships in the long-term.

“Bruce?” Dick asks, but there’s a level of challenge in his voice. He’s made up his mind and either Bruce supports him on it or he risks not being able to see his first grandchild for the first year of their life until they make up again.

“It’s your life Dick I’m not going to tell you not to do this.” It’s going to be difficult not having Dick to call on when he needs him but that’s part of the reason they’re in this situation in the first place – he can’t keep expecting his son to put his personal life on hold just because so much of the superhero community sees him as the person to fall back on.

“Thank you,” Dick says, and Bruce feels a bit guilty at how sincere it is – how much Dick had expected him to say no.

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 “So you’re really doing this,” Tim says, leaning over the chair Dick is sitting on at the dining room table, invitations spread out in front of him. Invitations to join him for his heat with the intent of conceiving a child.

“Yes.”

“Okay,” Tim says, scanning the names across the invites, “not all these alphas get along, how are you going to prevent a fight in your apartment?”

Cassie and Rose had gotten into one once at Titans Tower after a mission had messed up Tim’s suppressants and sent him into a light heat. Even with Kon and Bart trying to keep the two apart and Tim removing himself from the situation they still had to redo half the kitchen afterwards.

“I’ll make a roster,” Dick says, “those that I know won’t end up exchanging blows can go immediately after each other, but between the others I’ll leave long enough to make sure there’s enough time to get the previous one out and the room aired.”

“Huh,” Tim says because in theory that should work.

With him not saying anymore Dick goes back to writing the invitations and seems accepting, at least, of Tim reading them over his shoulder. There are the obvious ones of course – Kori, Roy, Barbara, Wally – the ones Dick often cycles between relationship wise. Helena is a bit of a surprise more because Tim thought her and Dick were happily leaving their past escapades in the past.

“Tiger Dick?” Tim asks when he reads the Spyral agents name.

“What about him?”

“Isn’t he still on the tentative ally list? Please tell me Slade’s not getting an invite as well?”

“Tiger’s a tentative ally because he has his own allegiances and goals, not because he’s a supervillain,” Dick says. “And no, Slade isn’t getting an invite – I’ve known all three of his kids, I’m not taking any chance of him being the father.”

“But grandfather’s okay?” Tim says picking up Jericho’s invite.

“There isn’t any evidence to prove conclusively either way and Joey deserves the chance,” Dick says, although Tim doesn’t know if he’d take the risk. “And if we’re talking about supervillain grandfathers do you want to discuss what you’re going to do if you and Kon stay together long enough to decide to have a kid?”

And… nope. Abort. That’s that conversation over as far as Tim is concerned.

“I just remembered I have a board meeting in… 2 hours but I really should go to make sure I’m there with plenty of time.” Subtle escape from the conversation it is not but Tim really doesn’t want to think about the maybe future of him and Kon that involves babies just yet. “Good luck with your invites Dick!”

“Thanks,” Dick says, laughing because Tim clearly reacted exactly how he thought he would. “Good luck with your board meeting!”

 -----------------

 Dick is pretty sure he hasn’t ever cleaned his apartment as well as he has the last couple of days. Silly, he knows – nearly all of the alphas know the state he keeps it in normally, he doesn’t need to dress it up for them. But he feels like he does – it’s special, in a way.

He’s starting on building the actual nest in his bedroom when he hears the sound of his living room window opening. None of the alarms going off meaning it must be family.

Sticking his head out of his bedroom he discovers its Damian who has decided to visit.

“Grayson,” Damian says in greeting and it’s clear he’s trying to hide some emotion – likely anxiety or frustration.

“Hey are you Dami?” Dick asks, carefully, because much like with Bruce it’s better to let Damian have a moment to express the emotion himself before working it out of him.

“Adequate,” Damian responds running his finger along one of the shelves Dick had dusted earlier – clearly noting how clean it is. “I was in Bludhaven to pick something up and thought I would visit.”

“Yeah,” Dick says, leaning against the back of the couch. It’s a lie, he knows. There’s nothing in Bludhaven for anyone in Gotham to just happen to come across for.

Damian had definitively came across intentionally. And Dick has a feeling he knows what for.

And it turns out he doesn’t even need to prod for Damian to come out with it.

“Must you go through with this?” Damian asks, arms crossed.

“Yes.” He doesn’t need to offer more of an explanation. It’s his choice at the end of it and this is the best opportunity for him to do it – no team that needs his leadership and his family all getting along well enough that there should be plenty of backup for all of them without him.

“Tt,” Damian says, “half the alphas you have selected don’t possess even remotely good choices.”

Dick can see though the words immediately. It’s been years, and a few friendships, since Damian last truly cared about bloodlines – but it remains his fall back when he’s feeling self-conscious about his place.

“You know I’ll still always have time for you right?” A baby might fill up a lot more of Dick’s time but he always will have time for his brothers. “We can still hang out.”

“I know,” Damian says defensively. And Dick is reminded of all the parenting books mentioning how previous children can sometimes get defensive at the news of a new baby.

Not that Damian exactly is Dick’s child but in a way they both helped fill a void in each other’s life during that time Bruce was lost in time and Dick felt like his whole life had to be abandoned to fill the role of Batman.

Damian’s growing up himself as well though. Each day Dick swears his jaw looks more and more like Bruce’s – the puppy-fat around his face starting to recede. The way his teeth worry at his lip though is still very pup-like and Dick can’t help but smile.

“Come here,” Dick says, going over and pulling Damian into a hug. “You know it’s because of you I think I can do this on my own – I think you turned out pretty alright.”

“Grayson-“

“You’re going to be a great uncle as well I’m sure,” Dick says, idly running his cheek against Damian’s head to scent him.

“I will ensure they get the appropriate education,” Damian says, stilted in the way that means he’s holding back emotions again.  “You’ll be an excellent parent.”

“Thanks Dames, that means a lot.” The fact Dick knows his family will support him in this honestly means more than he thought it would. The reassurance that he’ll have some support network even if he is going into this on his own making it even easier for him to be sure this is the right decision.

#DC Omegaverse #Batfamilyaobweek #dick grayson #Batfamily #Gothams Royal Family #Batpack #I accidently a ficlet

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Hope for The Best

Summary: Harvey and Bruce. First Time.

Note: The sex is part i glossed over in four lines. I don’t really write sex scenes.Harvey looked up as Bruce came into his room.

Ao3

XXX

The Alpha was wearing a tight black shirt that clung to his body and jeans that cupped every curve. His hair was almost long enough to be in his eyes, there was slight make-up on his face, making his eyes pop and his angles seem sharper.

Harvey could not look away.

"Something wrong Dent?" asked Bruce, noticing his stare

"Oh, what?" said Harvey, "Nothing. Just lost in thought. How did you get here?"

He had become very good at feigning disinterest where Bruce was concerned. Very good.

"Your mom let me in," said Bruce, coming to sit on Harvey's desk chair, "Are you coming to Bella's party tonight?"

"I don't know, Bruce," said Harvey, "You know the rich kids don't really like me,"

Bruce shook his head, "It's just a few of us. Promise. Selina's going to be there too,"

Huh. The party must not be too elite if he had convinced Selina to come. The only time Selina mingled with high society was when she wanted to rob them.

"Okay, fine," said Harvey, "I'll come,"

"Great!" said Bruce, "Now about that Chemistry test...

Harvey only half-listened as Bruce talked already knowing what he would say. He'd been ranting about the test for days now. Harvey's time was much better spent appreciating the beauty that was Bruce Wayne.

Selina had told him to just tell Bruce how he felt but Harvey was scared. Even if Bruce as into males, what chances he was attracted to Harvey, a beta? The majority of Alpha males went for omegas and sometimes female betas if their scents were sweet enough. Harvey knew Bruce had been with both Beta and Omega females, but he had never said anything of males of any designation. And even if he was inclined that way, he might not like Harvey that way.

He just didn't want to risk it. They had a great friendship, It just didn't seem worth it.

"So I'll pick you up at 7:00?" said Bruce

"Yeah," said Harvey, "7:00,"

xxx

The party had turned out pretty good. Though 'party' was probably an understatement. It had been a small gathering consisting of them, Selina, Tommy and a few other of their close friends.

They had both decided to stay sober. Harvey because he had a test and Bruce because he was already in hot water with Alfred.

"Wanna come over to mine tonight?" asked Bruce

"Sure," said Harvey, "Why not? As long as you drive me early to get my uniform,"

"Deal,"

The manor was quiet at this time, Alfred probably not wanting to crowd his teenage ward.

"Wanna take leftover cake upstairs," asked Bruce rummaging through the fridge

"Sure," said Harvey

They took the container upstairs with some forks and sat down on the bed to eat.

"Hey, you got something here," said Bruce gesturing to his lip

"Here?" asked Harvey, swiping with his thumb

"No- here let me-," said Bruce, leaning in and gently swiping at the corner of his mouth, "There you go,"

Then as if he had just noticed how close they were, he smiled and looked straight into Harvey's eyes.

And how was Harvey supposed to resist that? Before he knew it, he was leaning in, melding his lips against Bruce's. Bruce made a soft startled sound but made no indication of moving away. Instead, he cupped the back of Harvey's neck and pulled him closer by the waist.

"Good?" asked Bruce when they pulled away

Harvey nodded before leaning again. This time he ended up laying on the bed with Bruce on top of him. In the next minute, they were shirtless, in another, they had lost their pants too hands all over each other.

"Have you ever done anything like this before?" asked Bruce

Harvey shook his head, hoping against hope that it wouldn't make Bruce stop.

"Do you want to stop?" asked Bruce

"Don't you dare," he muttered

Bruce smiled and connected their lips again, his touch sending sparks all over Harvey.

He had dreamed of this many many times. But nothing had ever come close to this reality. It was awkward sure, especially at the start, but once they got into the rhythm, Harvey couldn't help the way he lost all control under Bruce's touch.

And boy did Bruce touch him.

His nails scraping through his scalp and trailing his sides made him shudder in pleasure. The bites left at his collarbones and his thighs ached in the best ways and made his glands pulse with want. Bruce's soft kisses made him whine in a way that would be embarrassing if he could bring himself to care.

And the way Bruce was moving against him, every angle hard and fast against him, making heat pool in his belly and making him beg for more.

When Bruce finally connected their bodies Harvey felt a sob rip out of him from just how overwhelming it was, to be this close, this cared for by someone he had been wanting for a long time.

"Shh," said Bruce, "I got you, Harvey. Just let go,"

He did. And it was glorious.

xxx

Once they were done, Bruce kissed him before climbing out of bed.

"I'll be right back," he said against Harvey's lips

Harvey was still catching his breath when Bruce came back holding a washcloth and made quick work of cleaning them both up.

It was only when Bruce was back in bed, holding Harvey from behind that he started to feel a little apprehensive.

Bruce must haven noticed because he quietly rumbled from behind, "What's wrong?"

Harvey took a deep breath, "What was this?"

"Pretty sure it's called sex," Said Bruce, sounding amused

Harvey turned so he was lying on his back, head turned just a bit to look at the Alpha.

"That not what I meant,"

Slowly, Bruce propped himself on his elbow so he could look at Harvey in the eye.

"You really think I would risk our friendship on a one-night stand," said Bruce, carding his hand through Harvey's hair.

"You mean...?"

"Yeah," said Bruce, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on his lips, "Wanna be mine, Harvey?"

Harvey laughed, "Only if you're mine too,"

"Deal," grinned Bruce, giving him another kiss.

"I dreamed of this," said Harvey, once they broke apart

"Oh?" asked Bruce

"Yeah," said Harvey, "this kinda feels like a dream too,"

Bruce smiled and moved his mouth close to Harvey's mating glands. When Harvey didn't stop him, he gently closed his lips over the glands making Harvey sigh in pleasure.

"Still feel like a dream?" said Bruce, gently rubbing his bare chest.

Harvey brought his hand up and covered Bruce's with his own, "Don't know. I might need some more convincing,"

Bruce chuckled and moved until he was on top of Harvey, his weight bearing down on him. Bruce brought his face close to Harvey's neck, his scent surrounding him and making him feel soft and safe.

"Good?" asked Bruce

"Yeah," said Harvey and then, "This isn't going to be easy. A relationship like ours isn't exactly legal,"

"Not illegal either," said Bruce, gently biting his neck

Harvey huffed, "I know- and I don't want to sound like I don't want this but-"

"It's more of a problem for you than it is for me,"

"Yeah," said Harvey

"Well, we can keep it a secret until you've become a lawyer as you've always wanted,"

"That could be a long time away," said Harvey

"I don't mind," said Bruce, rubbing their noses together "Unless you think we won't last?"

"You're assuming I am going to let you go,"

Bruce chuckled, "It's decided then. We're doing this,"

"Hmm,"

"And what do you know? Things might change-legally,"

"Hope for the best right?" said Harvey

Bruce smiled and cupped his cheek, "Hope for the best,"

#batfamilyaobweek #bruce wayne #harvey dent #bruce wayne x harvey dent

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When Three’s Company

Summary: Talia goes off her suppressants every six months. Her heat lasts seven days. Selina has her heat every six weeks. Her heat lasts five days. Bryce takes care of both of them.This time there heats are a little too close to each other but that's fine, Bruce can take care of that. Except Talia doesn't show up on time. 

It's not much of a problem in the end

Notes and TW: There’s like the mildest of mild sexual content, talk of being drugged and omega trafficking. 

This was supposed to be something short and sweet but it kind of got away from me and now we have...this. Hope you guys enjoye.

AO3

XXX

Talia goes off her suppressants every six months. Her heat lasts seven days. Selina has her heat every six weeks. Her heat lasts five days.

Bruce keeps a schedule and makes sure their heat never come at the same time. Selina can't control hers. Talia, on the other hand, could choose when she takes herself off her suppressants.

Bruce would prefer it if she didn't take them at all. They were only supposed to be for emergencies but he'll never fight her on it, grateful she came to him at all. Grateful that they both came to him.

They might not be his omegas but he cared for them -dare he say, loved them- and he had promised to be there for them no matter what.

So yes, he was grateful they let him help and grateful that they understood each other's place in his life.

"We are not exclusive, Beloved," Talia had said, "It would make no sense for me to ask you to stay away from others. Some might even call it cruel since I am not here a lot,"

"Do what you want, Bats," Selina had said, with a smirk, "As long as I get my share of you. Anyway, that woman sounds badass,"

So yes, Bruce was grateful

It was January and it had almost been six months since Talia had visited. He would have to tell her to go off her suppressants soon. She would probably come to him in three days after that...which would be...

He trailed his finger down the calendar.

Hmmm. January 13th. Selina's would probably start on the 23rd. She liked to spend her preheat with him too.

It was putting it a little too close for his liking but he could just ask the Cat to spend her preheat somewhere else. She wouldn't mind.

Right, it would work.

He picked up the phone and left a message for Talia and then one for Selina.

They both got back to him with a confirmation within an hour.

Now that was done, Bruce believed there were some...

Ah, yes, the budget reports.

xxx

Talia didn't show up on the 14th. Which was fine. Maybe she was cutting it close.

She wasn't there on the 15th or even the 16th. Not even a call. Usually, if she was late there was at least a call.

By the 17th, he was calling her and every other person who could give him any information about her whereabouts.

Nothing.

By the end of the week, he had given up. Talia could take care of herself and like she liked to remind him, they weren't mates or even pack. She didn't have o tall him everything.

It didn't stop the sick feeling in his stomach though.

"You okay, B?" asked Dick, sitting across from him at the dinner table.

Bruce forced a smile, "Yeah Chum. I'm good. Just something on my mind,"

The thirteen-year-old frowned, clearly to buying it but went back to his spaghetti.

Ugh. He had to pull himself together if his son was picking up on his mood too.

"Dick," he said

"Yeah,"

"I'm going to be a little unavailable for the next week or so. You can still come and get me if you need something but I probably won't be following my usual schedule,"

Dick snorted as he got up from the table, "Yeah. Yeah. I know the routine by now, B"

Bruce quirked his lips. Dick had a point. Selina had been visiting him before Dick had even come into his life. Talia had started nearly four years ago.

And with that, his mood fell again.

Where was she?

xxx

Selina showed up at her designated time. Her scent of lilacs was made stronger by the heat and she rubbed it everywhere as she made her nest in a haste. Usually, they would take a full day to make it but her heat was starting and it was prompting to be quick.

Still, to didn't stop her from being her usual flirty self. A gently kiss as she fluffed her pillows, a soft touch sh she came out of the shower, lips to his glands as she tugged him toward the nest.

"Okay, what's going on with you?" she said, as he tucked a blanket around her naked body, settling her into the nest, "Here I am, being a wonderful company and you're still brooding,"

Bruce sighed, "I'm sorry Selina. Just something on my mind,"

"Something," she said, "Or someone?"

"What?"

"Oh come on," she said, "I'm not stupid. I know her heat would have ended a few days before mine. Usually, you're all here. I guess a few days aren't enough for your mind to be off of her,"

Bruce snorted, "That's ridiculous Selina and stop sounding jealous. It's doesn't look good on you,"

"Harumph," she said, as she snuggled down

Bruce sighed and put his arm around, instantly making her melt against him, "She didn't show up at all, Sel. And she didn't call either,"

"Ah," said Selina, "You're worried,"

"Hmm,"

"Well," said Selina, "You said it yourself. She knows how to take care of herself. Maybe she just got caught up in something. I'm sure she'll call in a few days with an apology,"

Bruce sighed, "Yeah. Okay,"

"Now come here and lie down with me. I want to cuddle,"

Bruce smiled and let himself be pulled down.

xxx

In the morning Selina woke him up with a kiss and insisted he give her a bath.

He smiled and shook his head, "Let me wash up first,"

She pouted but conceded.

After quickly cleaning himself up, he ran the bath and filled it with her favourite bath bomb and bubbles. Lots of bubbles.

"Ohh," said Selina as he led her in there, "Kitty loves her bubbles,"

"I'm aware," he said with a chuckle

"Join me?"

Bruce grinned and started pulling off his clothes. Once he was done he lowered himself into the tub, he waited for Selina to make her move. The tub was big enough for them to sit without touching each other but Selina manoeuvred her self around until her back was settled against her chest.

The Alpha smiled. So it was going to be one of those.

Heats with Selina were always unpredictable. Sometimes she clung to him the whole time. Some times she barred him from the nest and hissed every time he got close. Some heats, she allowed slow closeness, teasing him. There had even been the times where she had slapped on scent blockers made for omegas who wanted to go to work during their heats, coming and going from the manor as she pleased.

Judging by this morning and the way she was letting Bruce run his hand over her sides, this was going to be one of the slow, intimate ones.

Bruce moved his hands back up to her shoulder, gently kneading them as he mouthed at her mating glands. He would never bite them, but the shudder that went through her body showed exactly how much she liked it.

"Good?" he asked, teasing her most sensitive spot with his tongue.

"Oh, shut up," she murmured but moaned as he moved his hands lower, gently running his nails over her sides.

"Lower," she sighed and then arched up as he obeyed, one hand still splayed over her stomach, lips at her temple.

She arched up again as he pressed his left hand down between her thighs.

"Baby," she sighed and he ran a soothing hand down her front.

"I got you, Love," he said gently, twisting his fingers just...

Her body jerked again and she let out a hoarse laugh.

"Having fun?" he asked, repeating the motion.

"Oh yeah," she said breathlessly, joining her right hand with his.

"Good," he said, twisting his fingers again and again until she was moving in tempo with them.

"Tell me," he said softly as her body began to shake

"I-I'm-God," she breathed, "I need- just a little-"

"Like that?" He asked, curling his fingers inwards

"Yes," she whined, "Baby-"

She cut herself off as her body gave a full shudder, her thighs clamping around his hand. He gently kissed her necks and squeezed her hand as she settled against him again.

"Have fun?" he asked

She merely hummed and curled closer, her scent smelled like contentment though, so Bruce just pulled her in.

"Feeling sleepy already?" he asked

"More like post-orgasm drowsiness," she said

Bruce laughed, "You're usually up for more before you get tired, hmm,"

She smacked his arm in response.

He laughed again and kissed her, "Do you want me to give you a proper bath this time?"

"Nah, pull the plug and hand me the shower,"

"Okay," he said, "I'll set your clothes outside and go grab breakfast, okay?"

She nodded, "Okay,"

XXX

Alfred already had the breakfast tray ready for him, laden with fruits, scones, and Selina's favourite tea.

"Thank you, Alfred," He told the older man

"No problem at all, Master Bruce," he said, "Will you be making Ms. Kyle's favourite cheesecake later?"

"Yes," said Bruce, "She'll fall asleep after lunch. I'll make it then so she can have it for afternoon tea. She likes it fresh,"

"I'll set out the ingredients then,"

Bruce smiled as he picked up the tray, "Thank you, Alfred, you're the best,"

"I try, Master Bruce,"

Bruce gave him another quick grin and headed back toward his room.

He found Selina wearing one of his T-Shirts, reclining back with his hoodie stuffed behind her head as her pillow.

"Are those Alferd's scones?" she asked, as soon as she saw the tray.

"Yup," he said, settling in front of her, "Open up,"

She smiled and eagerly took the pieces of scone he fed her while making her tea. Once the tea was done, he handed it to her, he picked up the fruit an fed it to her too.

"I still can't believe you like to eat grapes and apples with tea," he said

She chuckles, "Funny thing, it's only during my heat,"

"Hmm,"

Once the breakfast finished, Bruce folded the tray and once again tucked the omega into the nest.

He was just about to go to put the tray away when something tingled his senses. He became alert and sniffed at the air.

"What is it?" asked Selina

"Just- I could swear- wait-" he said while heading into the hall.

He knew that scent, it smelled like fresh dates and left a taste of sugar water.

Except, there was something else underlining it, something-

He found Talia at the end of the hall, slumped against the wall.

"Beloved," she murmured as he came closer, looking at him through half-closed eyes.

"Talia," he said softly, "Talia what are you doing here?"

She whimpered. Whimpered. And lurched forward, making him catch her in his arms.

Once he tucked her close, he was hit with the full force of her scent and nearly gagged.

There was something chemical under her scent. Something like-

"Did someone give you heat inducers?" he asked with a growl

She nodded and he tightened his arms around her. Heat inducers were illegal outside some very high tech medical facilities where they were administered as hormone balancers and used as a last resort.

They were also used illegally in omega trafficking rings.

And someone had gotten close enough to Talia to give them to her.

That thought alone was enough to terrify him.

"Bruce?"

He looked up to find Selina standing in the hall with a blanket wrapped around her. Talia saw her too and tried to pull away.

"Talia?" he asked

"I shouldn't have- I,"

Bruce frowned again. This wasn't like her at all. The drug must really be distorting her senses.

It made him want to break something. It also made him wonder how she got here.

"Don't be ridiculous," said Selina, picking up on what Talia was trying to say, "Bring her in here Bruce. She needs help,"

They took her in and laid her down. Bruce was about to move away but she let out a desperate sound causing him to pull her close again.

"Bruce," said Selina as Talia wrapped herself around him, almost clawing at him for skin-to-skin contact, "I don't think heat-inducers are the only thing they gave her,"

"Talia? Baby?" he said

She let out a broken sob and buried her face in his neck, requiring all his self-control not to flinch away from her.

"Talia, you have to tell me,"

"There were sensitivity pills," she said, the words coming out in between short breaths.

Sensitivity pills. Used legally with small doses for older omegas with sexual problems to heighten their pleasure. Illegally it was used to the date-rape drug to make omegas almost desperate for touch and sex.

"When did they give you these things," he asked, dread growing through him.

"About- about three days before I was to head here,"

She would still have been on her suppressants at the time. Damn it. She had a cocktail of different drugs in her system. Two of which actively trying to do the opposite thing.

"You need a doctor," said Selina

"No!" said Talia, "No, I already detoxed from most of it. I just- I just- it hurts"

"The suppressants and the inducers fighting in her system probably distracted from the symptoms of the sensitivity pills," said Selina, "Now it's hitting her,"

"You mean-"

"She needs to orgasm, Bruce," said Selina, "And she needs an Alpha's scent,"

Bruce sucked in a breathe and slowly let it out.

"I can't,"

"Bruce..."

"Beloved please,"

Bruce shook his head. How was he supposed to explain this to them? Neither one of them was attracted to omegas and their scent. How could he explain the unnatural way Talis's scent was making his stomach turn. How off her scent felt. Maybe some Alpha who got off on omega in pain and hurting could-

But all Bruce could think was wrong wrong wrong.

"Beloved," said Talia, "At least just- just,"

She tugged at his clothes so Bruce did a quick job of undressing himself and her, leaving her plastered to him, feverishly shaking.

The feverish skin was another sign something was wrong. Usually, an omega's temperature got high during the climax of their heat but this was something else.

"Hand me my phone," he told Selina, "I'm going to call, Leslie,"

Leslies listened to him intently and then told him she would send a doctor she knew still did house calls. Once the call was ended, he called down to Alfred to let him know what was going on.

Waiting for the doctor, he gently stroked Talia's sides as Selina made her sip water, making sure she didn't become dehydrated from the fever.

About half-an-hour after the call was made, there was a knock at the door and an elderly omega doctor came in.

"Hello, darling," she said, "I'm Cecelia. Lie down so I can check you over,"

She took a drift-test kit and quickly got to work.

"Well, it looks like she was right about the detox. The suppressants ad inducers are mostly out of her body and no longer a danger to her. Usually, with the sensitivity pills, I would give her pain medication or just sedate her but I don't want to do that with the drugs she's already had in her system,"

"So what, are you saying?" he asked

"You can either help her or she just rides it out,"

Bruce looked down at Talia, almost shaking with want, eyes screwed shut and hands twisting in the sheets.

It made bile rise in his throat.

"It doesn't have to be you," said Cecelia kindly and then turned to Selina, "You could do it too or she could do it for herself as long as she has the Alpha's scent close to her and she knows he's there,"

Selina looked from the doctor to Bruce to Talia. Both women locked eyes for a moment and then Selina nodded.

"Okay, we'll figure this out,"

"Wonderful. I'll leave you to it then," said the doctor, "Just keep her hydrated and give her some light snacks,"

Bruce nodded and on cue Alfred opened the door and quickly let the doctor out.

xxx

Bruce ended up sitting on the floor by the bed, his hand clutching one of Talia's as Selina took care of her. The room was filling with scent Talia and sex. Curling close to him and making his nostrils flare.

Any other time it would have made heat curl low in his belly. Any other time he would have been happy to have Talia wrapped around him.

Any other time he would have been helping her

Right now, it was taking every ounce of his control not to throw up, his instincts warring between 'comfort her' and 'get away fro the obviously drugged omega'

He was just glad Selina was here.

Once Talia was asleep, Selina came down and curled close to him. She smelled like Talia, like fear and arousal, but Bruce didn't have the heart to push her away, especially with how shaken up she looked.

Alfred left them some soup and they ate quietly. Once Talia woke up from her nap, they fed her and the omegas took turns taking showers. Talia still seemed a bit dazed so they had to help her wash up.

They rested a little until the drug started acting up again.

The next two days were the same, Selina helped Talia, Bruce helped Selina, they ate, showered and repeated the cycle all over again.

On the third day, Talia woke up with clear eyes and a somewhat normal temperature.

"I think it's over," she said, "I should take my leave,"

Bruce put a hand on her arm and stopped her.

"Stay for breakfast, at least,"

She nodded and they ate poached eggs with fried mushrooms, tomatoes and cheese.

"Alfred's cooking is as great as always," said Selina

"Hmm," said Talia

"Speaking of food," said Selina, "Didn't you make gujrela?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows at her, wondering where she was going with this. Of course, he had made it, right along with rice pudding, faluda and Halva. Once he had realized Talia wasn't coming, he had frozen the desserts. They wouldn't be as good as they were when fresh but they could still be enjoyed.

"Yes," he answered

"And you're still going to make my cheesecake aren't you?"

"...Yes," he said, "I was also planning on Lemon tarts,"

"Oooh," she said, "Have you ever his lemon tarts, Talia?"

Talia flicked her eyes between them, "Can't say that I have,"

"Well, it's decided, you have to stay. Bruce's lemon tarts are the best I've ever had,"

"That's because you haven't had Alfred's," said Bruce, giving Selina a grateful smile. He had been thinking of a way to get Talia to stay without overstepping with Selina. This was much better.

If Talia agreed.

"I suppose I can stay until the natural end of my heat," said Talia, carefully. Too carefully for Bruce's liking.

"Lovely," he said, "I'll let Alfred know,"

XXX

Later when Selina and Talia fell asleep, Bruce made his way down o the kitchen and started on the cheesecake. Just as he was about to slide it into the oven, he felt a presence behind him

"Hello Talia," he said, shutting the oven door, "Shouldn't you still be sleeping?"

"You know how I am about sleep," she said

He turned and took her in. Hair pulled in a messy ponytail, eyes still a little red. She was wearing one of his longer T-shirts like a dress and a cardigan on top.

Bruce smiled inwardly. Even a mess she looked beautiful.

"Short nap?" he asked, winding an arm around her waist.

"Hmm," she said, settling her hands on his chest.

He covered her hands with his own and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Are we going to talk about what happened?"

Talia sighed and settled back against the counter.

"One of my men turned on me," she said, "I took care of them,"

"Of course,"

"I don't even know why I came here,"

"That's alright," he said, "You know you're welcome,"

"I didn't mean to interrupt you and Selina,"

"More my fault. I knew the dates were close,"

Talia just smiled and leaned into his chest.

"I've missed this," she said, "I always miss it,"

"You don't have to," he whispered to her

"I know," she said, looking at him with regret in her eyes. He gave her a smile and kissed her softly.

"If you ever change your mind..."

"I know,"

XXX

"These are good," said Talia, taking a bite of the tart

"Told you," said Selina, "Now give me some,"

To Bruce's surprise, instead of handing her a piece, Talia held it out while Selina bit into it.

"Ah," moaned Selina, "so good,"

Talia giggled. Giggled.

Well, this was unexpected.

"You two are getting along nicely," he said

"And is that a problem, Beloved?" said Talia, brow raised

"Yeah Lover," said Selina, "Problem?"

"Nope," said Bruce, "Kind of scared for my future well-being though,"

The matching grins they gave him did nothing to deter his fears.

XXX

"I was thinking I could come here every three months instead of every six," said Talia as she packed a small bag. She had some here without anything but Bruce has insisted she put together a bg from the manor.

"Okay," said Brice, wondering where this was coming from, "I'm sure I can-"

"That would fall at the same time at every other heat of mine," said Selina from where she was still wrapped up in a blanket, "I'll send you the dates,"

"Lovely," said Talia

What was happening?

"That okay with you, Lover?"

Seeing more of Talia, having both o them there at the same time so he didn't have to worry about one while taking care of the other?

Well yes.

"I'm a little worried about my future wellbeing," he said repeating himself but he was sure his smile was betraying him

Both omegas smirked.

"Perfect," said Talia

XXX

When Bruce woke and couldn't move any of his limbs, he panicked for just about a second.

Until he realized he was on his bed.

And that he knew the scents in the room.

"See this is what I meant when I said that I was afraid for my wellbeing," he said

Selina chuckled from where she was perched at the foot of his bed, only wearing her underwear. Talia was sitting on a chair with her feet propped up against Bruce's legs, a sinfully tight black dress showing off her every curve while she spun a knife in her hand.

"So, what are you doing here?" said Bruce, "And wasn't I in my study?"

"That was half an hour ago," said Talia, "We kidnapped you,"

"I'm in my room," said Bruce, "Did you drug me?"

"Nothing we haven't already agreed to," said Talia

Ah. One of his own sedatives then.

"Okay," said Bruce, "What is happening here?"

"As Talia said, we're kidnapping you," said Selina

"Why?"

"Cause we want to,"

"Good enough reason I suppose, but I have things to do,"

"Things more important than us,"

He tried to think of something, he really did but nothing was coming to mind and it was Saturday so it wasn't as if he was obligated to do WE work and Dick was at the Kent farm.

"I guess not," he said with a sigh, "I supposed I'm at your mercy then,"

"Great," said Selina, taking a leap to land beside him, trailing a hand down his cheek. Talia smiled and moved closer too, her sweet scent filling his nose and making him dizzy.

He could get used to this

#batfamilyaobweek #omegaverse #abo dynamics #alpha/beta/omega verse #bruce wayne #talia al ghul #selina kyle #bruce wayne x selina kyle #bruce wayne x talia al ghul

[valkerymillenia]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Relationships: Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: batfam abo week, ABO, Omegaverse, Brudick - Freeform, Day 1, Breeding, Breeding Kink, Baby making, Planned Pregnancy, Impregnation, Mpreg, PWP, Porn with some plot, Porn with Feelings, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Intersex Omegas, omega!dick, alpha!bruce, Established Relationship, Mating Cycles/In Heat,Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, 

(Entry for Day 1 of the BatFam ABO Week 2020)

This is just pure sin with fluff sprinkled into it.

#brudick #batfamilyaobweek #abo #omegaverse #pure sin #don't judge me

[valkerymillenia]

Fandom: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Teen Titans - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper/Koriand'r/Jason Todd, Garfield Logan/Raven, implied Garth/Dolphin, implied Raven/Joseph Wilson, implied Raven/Joseph Wilson/Garfield Logan, Characters: Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Original Child(ren) of Dick Grayson, Donna Troy, Roy Harper, Wally West, Garth (DCU), Koriand'r (DCU), Garfield Logan, Rachel Roth, Joseph Wilson, Rose Wilson, Victor Stone, Lian Harper,  Additional Tags: batfam abo week, ABO, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mentions of past mpreg, Established Relationship, Friendship, all the goddamn titans under one roof, the living ones anyway, Babies, Children, no dead babies in this universe, lian and cerdian will be just fine, Male Lactation, Breastfeeding, Brudick - Freeform, joyfire - Freeform, bbrae - Freeform Series: Part 6 of BatFam ABO Week 2020

(Entry for Day 6 of the BatFam ABO Week 2020)

#batfamilyaobweek #brudick #abo #omegaverse #lactation #dick grayson loves his friends #happy chapter #babies