miracleocean
miracleocean
Allen (busypsps)
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feel free to call my pronouns whatever you like. I'm going to call you homosapiens anyway
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miracleocean · 2 days ago
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Red Hood in Position
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miracleocean · 2 days ago
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something something generational emotional over regulation something
[speedpaint]
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miracleocean · 18 days ago
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I update contexts a little lol
After the Wayne Gala
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( I love whatever is wrong with him. )
"It's pathetic," Bruce admitted.
But he would sniff at your missing shirt like a desperate dog. Calling your names like you are still here. He will regret everything in your scent that could bring him the worst memory he had done to you. It's an unusual sight for the man of his pride, but he will do anything, even pretend you are still in his arms, although it's just your shirt's scent. Clingy on ridiculous hope that you will come back eventually.
(He regrets when Alferd meet it during cleaning)
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miracleocean · 18 days ago
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After the Wayne Gala
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( I love whatever is wrong with him. )
"It's pathetic," Bruce admitted.
But he would sniff at your missing shirt like a desperate dog. Calling your names like you are still here. He will regret everything in your scent that could bring him the worst memory he had done to you. It's an unusual sight for the man of his pride, but he will do anything, even pretend you are still in his arms, although it's just your shirt's scent. Clingy on ridiculous hope that you will come back eventually.
(He regrets when Alferd meet it during cleaning)
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miracleocean · 24 days ago
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I just watched Superman and damn
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miracleocean · 1 month ago
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I'm not dead yet but I NEED to study for my damn university.
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I hope you won't leave me. If you're still here, I love u na <3
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Dick still thinks about you as his figure father. Bruce is his father too but he is more serious, and stoic (even more when you're divorced) unlike you. You are soft, funny, and caring about people you love. You are the one who teaches him how to step over the grief, to be the man everyone wants. Dick understands the divorce things, he is an adult now you should see how much he has grown up right now. He just wonders. Are you still proud of him? Still, miss him? Think about him even though you have a new family.
To be honest. He is still your baby boy. And he misses his dad so much.
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Just found this account, and I absolutely love it!! You've probably gotten tons of asks now from the post about requests closed while needing ideas. I'd love to see a Bruce wayne x reader who's trans and is getting ready for a gala with him?? Feel free to ignore it for now if needed! Love your work <3
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Summary: Bruce gets distracted by his husband while getting ready for a gala Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Ftm!Reader Word Count: 0.8k Tags/Warning: married Bruce Wayne, reader is mentioned to have top surgery scars but no physical description past that, Whipped Bruce Wayne, suggestive, a lot of touching A/n: to get out of this writers rut i’m probably gonna churn out about five 0.5-2k fics within a week and hiiii anon thank you :3 this was gonna be more of a get ready but i didn’t do that obviously lol
Bruce watches you from the bed, his eyes tracing along your exposed skin as if he was some pubescent high schooler. Perhaps they were right about the no shoulders showing rule because he swears he’s drawn to it. You don’t even notice his staring; perhaps you do, but you’re so used to it that you don’t make it known. Bruce remembers when he first started doing that, watching you get dressed, how bashful you’d been back then and he’s glad you’re a lot more comfortable with it. With him. 
He stands from the lush bed and stalks over to you, his steps purposefully soft and nearly silent so you don’t notice him until you feel the warmth from behind you. He makes slow work of wrapping his hands across your stomach, his fingers gliding across your skin like he was skimming a page and kisses your left shoulder before looking at you through the mirror. 
You’re busy rubbing lotion onto your arms, but you welcome his presence by leaning into his touch and a small smile graces your face. He figures he should make himself useful rather than just standing there so he takes some lotion and starts to put it on your chest. Bruce watches as his fingers trace over your scars and then inhale your scent again while you scratch the side of his head as a thank you. His hands wander lower, running over your happy trail and you swear if you let him he would’ve worked on undoing your belt, too. 
“You’re a dog,” You muse, looking at him through the mirror. He just smiles and leans more into your neck. The feeling of his nose dragging along your neck makes you smile and you mess with his still unkempt hair. His hands raise from your stomach and instead circle around to your hips, keeping you from moving away from him. 
Not that you were going to. 
“You look magnificent,” He justifies his actions into your skin. The vibrations tickle you as they travel across your neck and you roll your head back onto his shoulder. “Are you sure we can’t miss the gala? It wouldn’t be the first one we did,” You’re unsure if he means for less than good reasons or if he means for when you go out in your suits and save the city. It’s probably both, all things considered. 
“Bruce,” You laugh, picking your head up. “It’s in the manor, how can you possibly skip that?” He shrugs but he definitely has a plan already made. You can tell because he has that twinkle in his eye and you doubt he goes anywhere without having an excuse to leave quickly. Plus he’s Batman, you don’t think he’s been unprepared since his time with those damn Tibetan Monks. 
Rather than responding, Bruce instead looks at you in the mirror, his eyes on your face while your eyes travel from his face down to his hands as he grips your hips before spinning you around. Your hands find their natural spot on his biceps while his hands travel to hold your ass, dipping you down to persuade you. When it doesn’t, he starts leaving small kitten kisses across your chest, all the while maintaining eye contact with you. 
“No, Bruce,” You urged through a laugh. “It’s a charity gala and you invited the League.”
“The League,” He huffs. “They’ll be fine without me— I’m a part-timer and I’ve already written the check for the charity. But,” He stands tall and puts his fist on his hips dramatically. “I think that there’ll be a domestic matter we’ll need to attend to halfway through. My dear, amazing, wonderful husband simply couldn’t bear to be around the annoying Oliver Queen.” He gives you a look and you mess with the scars on his arm. 
“Maybe,” You hum. “Or we can deal with it now, get it out of your system.”
“I do see the value in your option, but I think for maximum efficiency we should go with both options,” He nods, picking you up in one motion. Laughing, you hold onto his neck while he walks over to the bed, already kissing your neck.
Bruce places you softly on the bed before he lowers himself to his knees while you’re threading your fingers through his hair.  Unfortunately, the door opens as he places your legs over his shoulders and you rise to your elbows, seeing a tired-looking Alfred. He rolls his eyes, clearly having expected this to be the reason the hosts of the gala had yet to make their appearance. 
“Sorry, Alfred,” You wince while Bruce looks up from his spot between your legs. 
“You haven’t forgotten to knock, have you?” Bruce muses and Alfred rolls his eyes. 
“Nothing I haven’t seen before with the two of you. But do hurry, Master Bruce, Master (Y/n). Your guests are waiting,"
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Do you think Batfam kinda manchild or do they just have daddy issues?
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Divorced dads
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spoiler he didn’t let dad!reader took off the ring.
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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* ˖  ꕀ   MY INFO ⠀꒰ 𖦹 ´` 𖦹꒱
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. .┊ ◟﹫ :Hello, I’m Allen or DAU I’m still learning how to draw and learn English at the same time therefore I’m not quite active in this blog but I will try my best for my fellas I want to be artist career in industry even a little chance but it’s still a chance for me so don’t give up to myself and you <3
. .┊ ⨳゛:English isn’t my first language therefore I’m not talkative but I love to make friends and find other artists to follow  
. .┊ꜝꜝ :I’m into multi fandoms but mostly I into video game that have old men, especially, and MCU YJL JL the old animation with hot people are numnumnum maybe I am a freaky but I refuse to be the only one here 🫵
. .┊﹒𐐪 Sep 5 is my birthday and my age is secret - ࣪𖤐
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Batfamily x Vampire!reader
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[2/?]
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Don't call me freaky but batfam as hybrids in our farm and we are the owner. Yeahhh after vampire Ig.
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Batfamily x Vampire!reader
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[ 1/? ]
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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Tim is twink. A strong twink one from my opinion.
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miracleocean · 2 months ago
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How about vampire!user try to bite batfamily as a predator, but you turned to their prey instead.
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