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lusty-kopfkino · 2 months

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Batman Prompt 3 - Bryce Wayne

Female Bruce Wayne AU :D

Bryce Wayne is a diamond beauty; no one would expect the girl to be 'The Batman'. Bryce didn't intend for people to think of her bat persona to be thought of as a man. She pressed down her chest since it could get in the way of her movement and vision at certain angles. She is also quite tall for a female, but around average for a male. Her figure is mostly hidden through the thick material, and her cape also contributes to hiding her figure. She added a voice modifier because statically a lower voice is more intimidating than a higher voice, her normal voice isn't as high as most girls but it is still high compared to a guy's voice. The voice modifier is just meant to make her voice lower, gruff, and unrecognizable.

Bryce does not deny or correct when people refer to her as 'Batman' because it adds more cover to her secret identity, but she does not refer to herself as a man since it sometimes can be important to know that she is a female rather than a male in certain circumstances, like for medical things.

Of course with the fact that everyone thinks Batman is a man, so does the Justice League think she is a man. Somehow she has not gotten hurt badly enough with the Justice League that she would need to be given medical attention at the satellite, she has gotten patched up there but she did it herself. None of the members with powers know she is a she because her uniform blocks that being detected with enhanced senses.

The Justice League finds out Batman is a girl.

Batman either gets injured so her gender is revealed or it is casually mentioned by her in some way, like maybe all the members are hanging out together and the girls are talking together about girl things-

I just want to say Batman always, when she isn't busy goes to the member hangouts so she can 'bond with her team' as Alfred said, so she usually stays quiet, but when she is talked to she will respond, and when she thinks she can add something to the conversation she will speak up. Though it took some getting used to for most of the members they have learned that when Batman isn't talking business she isn't too good a talking, so they accept her kind of awkward way of speaking to people. They don't even notice the awkwardness anymore.

-Batman casually adds her own experience as a girl and then all the members are like What?' (some members are already getting an idea) Batman is like 'What? You didn't know? I'm a girl.' and then everyone freaks or something.

*When I am referring to the Justice League I mean Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, Aquaman, Green Arrow, and Black Canary but you can add more if you want.

#batman #bruce wayne #female bruce wayne #bryce wayne #justice league #fic prompt #fic ideas

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roxineedstosleep · 1 year

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Am I projecting a little by wanting fem bruce to be Harvey's spoiled little wife who puts the fear of God in old suits who mess with her husband and who Can be CEO of WE but. Who'd play with these adorable kids if both she and Harvey were to work? Yeah a little bit but she's having fun sjsjsj

@bruciemilf, Bryce is completely terrifying, no matter if she's wearing those Jimmy Chu heels with her secret fancy outfit that can worth all of those CEOs' properties together, or if she's wearing one of Harvey's old varsity T-shirts along with some slippers from Tim's birthday Paw Patrol.

The detail is that she knows it. And she cares very little about using it in her total favor and benefit.

Does she feel that her children see very little of her father?

Well, she will simply enter in the middle of the meeting, tell them that the results and answers they are expecting will be in their emails first thing in the morning, and she will take her husband to the nearest pizza and children's play franchise so that he Harvey can spend time with his beautiful children.

She asks the scared young waiter to bring as many pizzas as her children ask for (and stop when the underpaid young teenager notices when one of her children can't have any more) and gives him Harvey's platinum card. ; charge the entire account there. And yes, she is one of those who would give a 20% tip for the boy.

(She knows that the poor scared creature does not receive the pay he deserves, that child is really a love and then he will take care of giving him a position as a messenger intern within his company; but the juicy tip of all his stay and consumption in the place should suffice for now, right?)

All while she, with a couple of minutes and messages on her phone (which has a Roblox casing), has managed to end the business of that meeting, and figuratively cut off the heads of the idiots who take up her time. family to her loving husband. All while Damian is on her lap drawing with cheap markers on his pristine white imported silk skirt.

To complete the look, she's wearing a macaroni necklace that Dick made her a couple of days ago and refuses to take off of her, plus the recycled paper crown that she came with the pizza menu.

She'd make the cover of '50s white housewife magazines, trust me. She'd be wearing an adorable apron, holding Damian on her hip and Tim on her legs, helping Dick make cupcakes for school and asking Jason to be sweetheart and help Grandpa Alfred spread the chocolate chips. over the finished Cupcakes.

She doesn't care if her husband is exhausted, with her beautiful smile and a couple of kisses she manages to convince Harvey to take them all on vacation to Disney Japan… just because she feels sad that she can't dress up her children together inside of the parks.

If she wishes, she buys Harvey's company, which she has threatened to do every time Harvey stays longer than she is allowed in the office.

And, well, her husband doesn't care.

After all, she herself says that her fortune is going into education and children's trusts. And he knows that she loves spending time with her precious babies.

She really loves children and she wants to take advantage of all the time she has with them.

Who is he to refuse such a request?

(I an really see Bryce using this during a gala)

#batman #batfamily #batdad #batkids #BatFam #dc #dc batfam #batfam imagine #bruce wayne #female bruce wayne #female bruce #harvey dent #bruharvey #bruce x harvey #batfamily shenanigans #bryce wayne #bryce loves his baby no matter what

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killer-kittyluv4u · 9 months

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This isn’t my work btw. I am simply reposting this. I found it on rule 34 😭

#fem batman #female batman #bryce wayne #genderbend batman #female bruce wayne #fem bruce wayne

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honestlybriefdetective · 4 months

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I AM BEGGING YOU WRITERS PLEASE WRITE A FANFIC ABOUT FEM!BRUCE X GHOSTMAKER PLEASE .

I can’t write but if you can please write it will be great for my mental health thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

#ghostbat #female bruce wayne #minhkhoa khan #batman #ghostmaker #bruce wayne #bruce Wayne

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bonniesfamiliar · 2 months

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"SIC PARVIS MAGNA" = "Thus great things from small things (come)"

#fem bruce wayne #female bruce wayne #dc comics #dc universe #dcu #bruce wayne #batman #batman comics #bruce wayne aesthetic #dc aesthetic #the dark knight

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nightingale2004 · 3 months

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Hear me out, but....

BRUCE WAYNE AS A MAFIA BOSS!

Do with this as you will

#batman fandom #batman fanfiction #batman family #i'm batman #batman #batfam #bruce wayne imagine #female bruce wayne #bruce wayne #bruce wayne fanfiction #bruce wayne fic #dceu #dcu #dc comics #dc universe #gotham #justice league #wonderbat

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luxroyalty · 5 months

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Female Bruce Wayne is great because all of her children have mommy issues. They'll also be feral at all times. Only They can disrespect Mom

#you just know the more they learn about sexism the more feral the male children will be and they're already Feral #that's their MOTHER #also it gets funnier if people find out that Batwoman is Red Hood's mom #(sorry other batwoman you are not here)#like #Batwoman's son is rebelling by killing people is a 10/10 sentence #they will all be mama's boys #dcu #bruce wayne #fic ideas #female bruce wayne

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004thebrave · 2 years

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"Thursday, October 31st. The city streets are crowded for the holiday, even with the rain. Hidden in the chaos is the element, waiting to strike like snakes — but I'm there, too. Watching. Two years of nights have turned me into a nocturnal animal. I must choose my targets carefully. It's a big city... I can't be everywhere — but they don't know where I am. We have a signal now, for when I'm needed. But when that light hits the sky, it's not just a call. It's a warning... To them. Fear is a tool. They think I'm hiding in the shadows — but I am the shadows." — the batman, 2022

Eve Hewson as female!Bruce Wayne

#eve hewson #behind her eyes #the batman #the batman 2022 #bruce wayne #batwoman #female bruce wayne #matt reeves batman #dc comics #dcedit

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yeah-thats-a-spoon · 8 months

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I finally finished chapter 22 of I Run To You!:D

#jerome valeska #bruce wayne #female bruce wayne #valeyne #bruce x jerome #bruce and jerome #jerome x bruce #batman #Gotham #fic

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thewritingdj · 9 months

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The Nightingale sings

There is a time, when Bryce is young and grieving and furious, where she thinks of never Claiming anything.

She thinks of simply staying as she is, human-enough and powerless, because she has seen how her father struggled with hiding, with denying, for so many years and with so many people, and she doesn’t think she can do the same. Not when she has just watched her parents be lowered into the ground and buried.

She thinks of it. Consider it, even.

But then she thinks of the way her father’s face had lit up, that first time she asked why the stars were singing. Thinks of the first touch of moonlight against her cheek when she sat in her window late at night, soft and steady and comforting. Thinks of the weight of the shadows on her shoulders, a heavy blanket that covered her completely as she stared dully at blood soaked streets.

She thinks of all that and more, her father’s smile as he told her stories from days long past, her mother’s teasing at her husband’s delicate wings, Alfred dry sarcasm when once again faced with the glitter, and she knows that she will not be able to ignore the call of the Night when she is finally ready to lay her Claim.

She is a Fairy, after all. They can never resist that which Calls them for very long.

I genuinely cannot remember how the hell I came up with this, but I found it in my docs folder a decided I might as well share it.

#batman #bruce wayne #female bruce wayne #batman au #fanfic #winx club #this is weird #alternate universe

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roxineedstosleep · 1 year

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Bestie, Fem Bruce brainrot is IN rn. I just imagine Jason in his red hood get up fighting with his mom and Bryce refusing to hit him back and him just breaking apart once he realizes he's fighting his mama 🥺 could we get a small one shot based on that?? just jason crying to a tiny Bryce after coming out of a furious haze. Dick and Damian and Tim being protective until Bryce saying he's their brother and they'll have to deal with that. " I love him. And we have to forgive eachother. Otherwise what's the point?"

Lazarus' well left a lot to the individuals who used it.

For that very reason, even though he himself used it repeatedly, Ras kept them well cared for and watched over.

Only for wounds and injuries in which it was easier to regenerate all the tissue. A bone case pulverised by a fall or a terribly fierce fight, a sword cut that had cut so deeply that there was no other way to care for it, regenerate eye or ear wounds caused by something dreadful.

Small things, only for those closest or most worthy. Thalia, the beautiful daughter, used it… used it on him.

Jason had a hard time adjusting.

The last thing he remembered was being small, long, with an athletic body and duck-blue eyes. His hair was quite similar to Bryce's, with lovely waves that fell delicately into his thin face. He used to look like his mother; even having the audacity to tease Dick, telling him that he did look like his mother's son.

Now… he had no Bryce look alike about him.

His hair became wild, untamed, his hair seemed to always have movement in it, and now a deadly white streak crossed the end of his forehead. His eyes were now a deadly green. His features became sharp and menacing; worst of all, at least for him, was his body.

He was huge now, his muscles, thanks to the pit and training, had swollen and solidified like hard steel; not to mention that he had grown much larger than Bryce's doctors would have predicted after his first checkups with them.

"Well Bryce, I'll be honest with you" she remembered hearing Leslie say, in his office, he was playing with one of the jigsaw puzzles she had kept in an almost forgotten box "I'm afraid, because of Jason's malnutrition and his past on the streets, we could only hope for him to get a little taller than you. We could put him on a dietary regimen and recycling treatment…. But it would be too painful to force his body to give him something he can no longer be able to do. It would be fair for him”

Jason remembers Bryce looking devastated by Leslie's opinion, only to hear the same from a whole team of other pediatricians. But he didn't mind being short, it meant he could sleep comfortably on his mother's lap and sneak unapologetically into her bed at night.

Now… he looked so different, sounded so different.

With time, and a lot of collateral damage, he was able to accept many of the things that happened to him. But, from time to time, part of the well controlled him.

There was a reason Ras hid the wells.

The well and its water changed people.

Ras had once admitted to him that, when he realised, he was acting completely different than he was the first time he used the well. The same was true for everyone who ever used it.

More savage, more aggressive, more bloodthirsty, more intelligent, more agile.

It all depended on what the individual felt when he used it.

Those who had faith to improve, only their senses were improved; those who were annoyed amplified that emotion, those who were aggressive became savage. But that was only with those who were damaged.

What about the dead?

Jason was one of the few who used it to revive them.

Clark, Uncle Clark had been another. But there was one detail, Clark always chose to be good. Even in his dying breaths.

Jason? He was just a boy who felt all the betrayal, all the rage, all the pain, all the aggression. Tahlia took him out without considering that and used him to get close to his mother again.

And now?

Now he had lapses of aggression or outbursts of aggression.

At first they were not serious at all, but these could overcome it.

When he was in the League, there were no problems, when he was a crime boss there were no problems, when he wanted to be Jason again? no.

When RedHood was fighting Batwoman? less so.

He doesn't know how it happened.

Nope.

He did.

Bryce, his mother, was looking for him after a fight.

She insisted on looking for him, on talking to him, but when she couldn't do it and demanded answers… alone.

He just snapped.

Hitting, kicking… screaming.

Screams, screams and sighs, his name, his nickname, his surname.

Her name

His mother whimpering, crying to him

Begging him to stop, to react.

Sore fists, scratches on the mask.

His clothes in tatters.

Blood… Why did he have blood on him? Nothing hurts him, but must be his, right?

And he watched in horror at what he had done.

What someone had done to Bryce.

His mother. His mother lying, barely crawling away, made like pulp.

But she kept calling out to him, begging him to react.

What had happened to her?

When he least notices, Dick has arrived.

Dick pulls him down, almost throwing him off the roof.

Dick pulls him away from his mother, almost carrying her, like dead weight, and trying to get as far away from him as he can with her in his arms.

Why doesn't his mother react? Why does she look like a doll?

When he tries to stand up and sees her hands… they were red.

Red, full of blood, but he knew it wasn't his.

Whose was it?

…

Because he had his mother's blood?

He tried to stand up again, but he couldn't even do it, because Tim has him cornered. One of his large stick has him firmly positioned on the ground. No pressure, no freedom. It's a threatening, challenging, limiting position.

And when Damian arrives… it's all down the drain.

He hears the boy's scream of terror.

An almost animalistic noise.

Shattered, a scream of pure terror and pain.

It reminded him of the screams that many children made when their parents in the streets took the shit out of them. When he himself was still a child and his biological father beat him for defending his biological mother.

Why Damian, he shouldn't feel that way.

The kid deserved to have a happy childhood.

But now.

What had he done to his mother?

"Keep breathing" he managed to make out what Dick was saying over the comm "I know Alfred… I, I know! The wing of the Cave is not enough."

It all happened shabby and slow after that.

He remembers how Tim and Damian left him locked in the cave, while Dick changed Bryce's clothes, putting him in an office dress and making the whole thing look like it was a scene from a botched robbery.

All the media said that Bryce had been kidnapped and tortured by a criminal group, that Dick, who was doing an investigation in the area (bordering Blüehaven) found a pistol and took her to the hospital.

All the media was talking about how all her children were with her, waiting for her to heal and give her statement.

While he had been held in one of the abandoned rooms of the mansion… as if he was a prisoner awaiting the death sentence after murdering a person.

It wasn't far from the truth, it almost killed her.

Fuck

He almost killed his mother.

His sweet mother.

Every day they left her some food, while only notifying each other that Bryce was responding well. They had put her in an induced coma, so she could heal. The tears and ruptures on the outside of her body had already been treated, and all that was left was the exterior.

According to the group of doctors, or at least that's what Alfred managed to get from Alfred to Dick, in a few months she could be back at the mansion… and on that basis her destiny would be defined.

He listened as Damian, little Damian, cried and bawled so loudly that the moons in his cell vibrated when his cries reached that part of the mansion.

And fear entered him.

He had nightmares, terrible nightmares.

He saw himself, at the funeral, having to watch from afar. He saw his mother, wrapped in sheets and blankets, being lowered into the cold earth.

Lookins soo small in tha grave.

So diminute, fragile.

While everyone in the funeral were crying her a river and an ocean.

While he, on the other hand, was locked up in his old grave again, forced into his old crate and tied up to suffocation by his old bandages.

He would wake up and then the routine would repeat, repeat, repeat.

Nightmare, screaming, crying, food at the door, walking in circles until a hole was created. Trying to force the armoured windows to escape to his mother and make sure she was still alive.

All over again.

He doesn't remember ever, after resuscitation, feeling pain in any organ that wasn't externally damaged. No.

He, in theory, was not supposed to feel anything... Why did his chest hurt?

It ached, it burned, it squeezed, and it seemed to fail at times; as if his heart and mind were charging him in advance for all the damage by way of punishment.

Were it not for Alfred's sporadic relenting, he does not know what he would have done during the crises of anguish that occasionally assailed him.

The cycle repeated itself over and over again.

And, as if it was a sign of death coming to pick him up... his door opened.

Bryce was there, fully bandaged, using a wheelchair like Barbara's, reaching for the commands with a grab stick that, knowing her, she stole from one of the boys.

His mother looked much better, or at least better than the last time he could see her.

Her hair had been cut short, her face was bruised all over and she had several bone retainers around her neck and calvulae.

She looked like she was running away from the clinic.

She had run away from the clinic?

She doesn't know, she doesn't care.

She can only manage to cry.

Such a heart-rending cry, she doesn't care.

He can only weep and sob on the floor, petrified.

"Oh no! baby! I'm so sorry my baby I didn't mean to scare you" he thought he heard his mother say, she sounded just as distraught as him "It's just a few things, I'm fine Jaylad".

He doesn't know what happened anymore.

But his mother's bandaged arms were cradling him, trying her best to hold him tightly to prevent him from moving from her side.

He hears his mother's voice. Apologising to him, asking him not to move away from her, telling him that she loves him with all her being.

That she forgives him.

That she doesn't blame him.

That she still loves him and that she is still his mother no matter what happens to him.

Because he is her son. He is her baby.

He is the light of her life, the reason she stands and fights, one more reason why she fights evil every day.

And it feels warm.

It feels good.

Because his mother is now alive and with him.

(Reminder that Jensen was Jason Todd during one of the Batman films. I can just picture him, growing his hair and beard during his wait for better news from Bryce. That would be him, hugging Bryce, who is still in the wheelchair).

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