#For his sanity

[morgansunflower]

Heal What Was Broken

Bruce Wayne X Wife! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language and nudity.

Words:1437

She's the only one who can save him.

My knees desire to buckle to see him so.. Broken. He sat cross legged. Wearing sweats and a straight jacket. He was inside a large glass box. He was a danger to us, to himself and to his legacy. I had been on a league mission when my son called me. He was alive but his mind and his heart need to be heald. Jason places his open palm on my shoulder. I place my hand on his own. He's really alive.

"he needs you"

"I'll do everything I can.. It's probably best the room is cleared"

"ok" he answered.

As the room was empty I look into my husband's maddening eyes. He's still in there. He has to be. I say the spell to enter his mind. All I saw was darkness. I take steps as I hear a soft laughter. There was Bruce. He was wearing Batman uniform. He was innocently watching himself as he was younger with his parents. Though as his father said his last words the memory stopped and went back to him laughing.

"Bruce" I uttered softly.

He turns to face me looking at me like a stranger. My heart breaks. This is going to be a long process. He can't remember me. I have to be strong. I can't break down.

"who are you?... You seem very familiar.." he stared at me trying to figure out who i am.

"I am someone who loves you very much. I am here to help you remember who you are"

He looks at the memory. His voice begins to heavy and his body shakes. He tightly closes his eyes with his fist clench. My heart beating heavily for his disparity.

"No!! I can't.. I can't relive this! I WON'T!!" he refused.

"you are so strong Bruce" I touch the, Batman symbol on his uniform. My tears well up "you are more than this. You're a father, a husband and a son. You are a good man and a savior"

He looks at, me wiry his pleading blue eyes "could you?..." he stammered half-embarrassed and half-broken.

I wrap my arms around him. I didn't see with my own eyes. I hear the gunfire. He fully breaks in my arms. His knees bend from the force of his heart breaking. I held onto him for a moment.

"I know it is hard to believe, but this, will get better"

He held my hand as I guided him to his future. Alfred trying to be there for him through his pain. We went through our childhood memories. The day we met. The day he first kissed me. I began to heavily blush as he watched the first time we made beautiful and sweet love. Our break up that broke my heart. I tried so hard to keep myself together. As he saw me crying in the memory, he held my hand a little tighter. The day he came to me in near tears begging me to forgive him. The night Grayson lost his birth parents. The first time he said Dad to Bruce. The day Robin's fears came to surface from the fear toxins. Our beautiful wedding day.. Both Alfred and Clark nearly crying. The honeymoon that couldn't last long enough.

"I fell in love with you over and over again" he uttered my heart leaping.

Then he saw, his fight with Grayson. Our little bird left the nest that day. Bruce, looked down defeated as if he was ashamed. Like he failed his son. I kissed his shoulder. Then we came to the, memory of a, little boy stealing tires from the bat-mobile. Then we came to when Jason had the flu. It was the moment Jason knew we genuinely loved him as our own. The day Barbara was shot that changed her life forever. Then to the day I lost him... I utter the words to leave his mind. Bruce lays his face on my thigh. Ah thick hitch left his lips as he shakes. His breathing heavy. I use the spell to rid of the straight jacket. He quickly clung to my waist genuinely scared this moment wasn't real. I kiss his face rubbing his back. I nearly shake from the overwhelming emotions that hit me. I have him back.

"it's OK.. It's gonna be OK Bruce. I'm right here.. I'm here. You're safe now. I've got you" I assured him

My hands shaking while I rub his face. I cried and kneel down. I hold his tired face in my hands. His eyes were swelled and baggy from lack of sleep. I kiss him. He kisses me deeply wrapping his strong arm's around me. I began to heavily cry in his arms. He's back.

"I love you" he says shakily with so much rawness.

"I love you too. I was so scared Bruce" I shake, my head gently shaking him "don't you die on me again Bruce.. I can't.. Ever go through that again" I demanded squeezing him tightly.

"I won't.. You're my all" his eye's shake as his tears fall down his pale face "my beautiful wife" he kisses the palm of my hand "I am.. Thrilled.. to be back with you"

I take us to our room. I couldn't let go of Bruce. The family needed to see him but... We couldn't stop holding each other. We went into the bathroom. My husband was still quite weak. His shoulders remained slouched, his eyes were still swelled. He rest his head on my neck. I lean him against the sink. I rid him of his uniform. He moves sitting on the toilet seat. I start a warm bath for him. I gently hummed. I hear Bruce take a deep breath as he tries to stand.

"what are you thinking?" I asked softly approaching him "let me help you"

He put his arm over my shoulder as I guide him into the tub. He carefully clings to me. I lower him into the water. He rest his large arms on the rim of the tub.

"lean your head back so I can wash your hair"

He nodded taking another deep breath. He leans his head back. I take a small glass bowl and fill it with water. I then place my hand above his eyes and pour it onto his dark hair. He holds my arm I put the bowl on the floor. He began to shake as he kisses my hand. He looks at me with his heart crying out to me. He didn't have to say anything. I kiss his cheek and I raise to my feet. I began to rid of my clothes. I know how I must look much different to him, but he didn't say anything. He treated me like I'm beautiful to him. As I kiss him we, made up for lost time. Making the best love we had in such a long time. It was perfect. Moments later Bruce dressed in his sweatpants and his robe. I wore my sweatpants, t-shirt and my black robe. I held his face in my hands. He lays his forehead among my own.

"I need you to do something for me... You can't let you're pride out way how you feel. They need their father and poor Alfred hasn't been the same. They need a.. Hug Bruce"

He grunted in response kissing my hand. I knew deep down he agreed with me sometimes he just needed a little push. We depart to the family room. Alfred placed his hand on Bruce's shoulder with a tearfully and wide smile. He hugged his son. Bruce wrapped his arms around Alfred.

"you're thin. I aquire you to have a full night's rest and a early dinner.. I'll even allow some cookies"

The old man parted. Bruce had to keep from falling as Grayson nearly tackled him in a hug. Our oldest began to cry like a child, in Bruce's arms. Jason was trying so hard to keep from falling out of control of his emotions. He was so close to crying, to breaking. Bruce places his hand on Jason's shoulder. Jason shakes his head unable to withstand the emotions that were thrusting to his heart. Bruce gently pushes Jason to him. A, tear falls down Jason's face. He lays his head in Bruce's neck as if he was trying to hide. He broke in Bruce's arms. Bruce held both the boys tightly. I hear a soft cry from the nursery. Bruce's eyes went wide as he looks at me.

"that would be Damian. Must've heard his daddy and wants to meet him"

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[onboardsorasora]

Max as soon as he heard Daniel saying breakfast in bed, pour some maple syrup on him was calling up Pierre and telling him to keep his Yuki away from Max’s Daniel

Pierre’s phone is going off and it’s just messages from Max telling him to ‘get his man’. Yuki is wondering what’s going on and Pierre’s like ‘just… ignore Daniel for a bit please’

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lap Pillow

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[siderains]

you can tell this is an accurate x-men adaptation because every single mutant first reaction is like “i CANT understand how could professor let Evil Terrorist magneto be here??? what kind of brilliant plan he had in his mind?” meanwhile the reason is that he is gay and correct. charles knows. they’re both gay. they’re making it your problem too

[hughmanbean]

Loving Threats

Inspired by a song and its remake. But I am trash at syncing lyrics to storybeats.

Danny and Jason met in the ghost zone when Jason was dead, but he forgot it all coming back to life. When the two of them were together, they went through the entire song and dance (literally) of asking each other out.

I'm serious. There were like 10 different musical scenes with varying themes. It was Fenton Romance at its finest. And Jason's old school romance heart was certainly played a large part too.

It was their love language. Dramatic acts, vague threats and all.

Post revival and reconnection with the Batfam, Jason spots a familiar face. A flood of memories wash through him, and with it a bout of giddiness. Though he's currently dressed as Red Hood, Danny'll be able to tell who he is and keep quiet. Just have to greet him in a way that he'll recognize.

---

Danny is out taking the kids for a walk. Dan was grumpy since he wasn't allowed any ecto chips, for both his health and as punishment for severely beating a guy who tried to mug Danny without permission yesterday. Ellie is quite cheerful, since she's going to visit the Crocodile and Zombie sewer-dudes when Danny's not looking.

All of a sudden, Red Hood, casually wielding a gun, approaches Danny. He makes an overly familiar gesture, wrapping an arm sideways around Danny's waist. He whistles under the hood, a faint green glow from the white eyespaces.

"Well who do we have here? You look half dead, honey."

Danny looked at him. Horrible pick up line? Check? Thin veneer of confidence? Check. Zero self control around Danny? Check.

Jason. The rancid ecto signature is new, though. Honestly, not surprised he's a crime lord now.

"Well, you know how it is. The kids have been running me ragged. And you sure haven't been any help."

Danny puts on an innocent smile. Jason sidles closer. A few bystanders watch them with varied expressions.

"Well you don't need to worry about that now. How about you and I go somewhere more private?"

---

"A crime boss, huh?"

Dan is raiding the fridge. Ellie is watching a fight on TV.

"It was a... necessary step. I promise I would've visited you sooner if I had known."

"It's fine. What else happened while you were gone?"

"Well..."

[somewhereincairparavel]

gentle reminder that jason grace sincerely thought that becoming a tree was a puberty thing for all Zeus kids, and lowkey freaked out + Annabeth started cackling at that. He is such a himbo I love him sjsks

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 297

“I feel like we should be concerned about Tim.” 

“Honestly we should always be concerned about him, but what made you realize it this time?” 

“Have you seen his search history- wait no you haven’t you haven’t been in the cave all day, look at this-”

“...'Is it legal to adopt the ghost of a kid? Can someone call CPS on a family’s ghost? How to take care of ghosts 101? How do you get a ghost of a child to not be scared? What to do if you find ghost children in your home? What the fuck…?” 

“Exactly, I think he needs an intervention.” 

Or in other words, after getting thrown into another dimension thanks to the GIW destroying most of Amity, a trio of ghost children decide to crash in this seemingly abandoned apartment building. No one seems to live here anyway… Tim Drake on the other hand, gets a notification that there’s someone in his main safehouse that he might’ve slightly forgotten about thanks to having his house-boat now, and sees a trio of starved looking ghost kids

[kiwiaok]

writing about neil josten is so hard because he’s such a multidimensional character. there you have a man who has no problem being a murderer but is terrified of being a monster. a man who finds others’ humanity interesting as a foreign concept and simultaneously crumbles at a kind touch. a man who made peace with death yet fights so violently to survive. a man who is still almost a kid even though he never really had a chance to be one. how am I supposed to accurately portray a man who’s been everywhere and seen everything yet still knows so little?

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny is Cass's brother

So! Back when David Cain was making his "Perfect Weapon", he came across a complication.

Lady Shiva, the woman who was set to give him his Weapon, was pregnant with Twins.

He decided that the Spare was useless to him, and that he needed to devote all his time to the Weapon. He was about to give it up, or maybe just dispose of it, when he decided that it was fine to keep it. A Spare is still a Spare after all, if the Weapon ever failed or died, he could start from scratch.

So, Danny was raised for the first 8 years of his life as a Spare Weapon. He didn't get the same rigorous training that Cass did, as she was the main focus, but he was still trained in the basics. Even a Spare Weapon need maintenance after all.

Then, when he was 8, Cass broke into his Cell Room and ran from the Base with him. She knew that once she escaped, Danny would be the next one to suffer, so she took him as well.

Unfortunately, they got seperated somewhere in Illinois when they got caught by some of David's mercenaries.

Cass kept going, running all across the country before ending up in Gotham at 15 (1 year earlier than normal). There, she got adopted by Bruce Wayne and became the Vigilante, Orphan. She never stopped looking for her brother, but at the very least she knew that he must have escaped David Cain's men. They were focused specifically on her after all.

Cass had enlisted the help of her new Family to search for him. DNA tracking, Facial Recognition, even asking some of their Underworld Contacts for information.

Unfortunately, they had no leads. Until one day when one of their Facial Recognition Programs finally picks up on a Match.

The face of a Small Time Hero in Illinois.

...

When Danny and Cass got seperated, he ended up in Amity Park. After a few days of Wandering, he was found by Jazz, who then took him to her Parents and convinced them to Adopt him.

When Danny is 14, he is in a Lab Accident that turns him into a Halfa. Using his New Powers and Old Training, Danny manages to keep his new Family and Home safe from the Ghosts coming through the Fentons Portal. He becomes a Hero basically, even though he doesn't really want to attention.

He thanks the Ancients when he finds out about the Media Blackout Amity is Under. He guesses it's not great, but at least he is safe for now.

He continues like this until one day when he is 16, and there is a knock on the Door.

He opens it, and stands shocked when he sees his Sister. Not Jazz, the wonderful woman who took him in and taught him how to speak all those years ago. The one who has acted as his Older Sister for the past 5 years.

His Sister. His Twin. Cass.

After a moment of Shock, they simultaneously go in for a Hug and start to cry a little.

After a few minutes of calming down, Danny introduces his Sister to his bewildered Family. Cass likewise introduces her Adoptive Brother, Dick, who came along to make sure she was safe on the trip.

While Dick and the Fentons get acquainted, Danny takes Cass up to his room to talk.

She explains what happened after they got seperated, what she is doing there, and how she found him.

She tells him that she had originally come to Amity to bring him to her new Family, but she could see the love he held for the Fentons. Also the town needed its Hero.

Danny is shocked that she even found him through the Media Blackout, but not so much at the fact that she nailed his secret identity on sight. She was always observant after all.

After that, Cass and Dick stay in Amity for a few weeks so Danny and Cass can catch up. He introduces her to his friends, shows her around his parents Lab, and even let's her meet some of his kore friendly Rogues.

They are just having a great time.

...

Back in Gotham, Batman just got a very frantic call from Barry.

"Bruce, I just came back from the future!" Shouted Barry through the Comms.

"Explain." Demanded Batman. Barry knew better than to Time Travel without just cause. If he was forced to time travel, it was serious.

"A Villain shows up, an Apocalyptic Level Villain." Barry explains, "He destroys Everything. And I mean Everything. None of us can stop him, he has too many powers to combat. Flight, Invisibility, Intangiblity, Energy Beams, Energy Constructs, Ice Manipulation, Weather Manipulation, Electrokinesis, the list goes on."

"How do we stop him?" Asked Batman. This was dangerous, a Villain with even half of those powers was deadly already.

"It's complicated, but I think he followed me and another Hero back in Time. I think it may be a Closed Time Loop. He is the catalyst for his own creation."

"Is there any way to break the Loop? What is the main driving force to his Creation?" Asks Batman.

"Well, I know his name at least. He goes by Phantom, but his real name is Danny Fenton." Barry explains.

Bruce feels his heart grow cold. He knows both of those names.

Phantom, aka Danny Fenton, aka Daniel Cain.

Cassandra's Brother.

Barry seems to hesitate, before continuing, "...and as far as I know, the catalyst for his creation is the death of Orphan in Amity Park."

[zephyrchama]

(obey me!) moments where they fall in love with you all over again

---01

It’s dinner, and you’re talking about mundane things that happened during your day. You saw a cool bird, got some gum stuck on your shoe, and bought a new flavor of toothpaste to try. Everyone is listening intently. If only they would pay this much attention in class.

Lucifer knows the way his brothers look at you all too well. It’s a look full of respect, admiration, and fondness. It’s a look that’s often reflected on his own face when in your presence. At first he never really understood why you put up with his siblings, as the option to ignore them and be on your way was always there. Yet you continue to make time for them anyway. How unusual.

Moments like these where everyone is together and you don’t treat them as the Seven Rulers of Hell, you just treat them as your dear friends and family. That’s what makes Lucifer soft. He tries to imagine a long future of things staying just like this.

---02

Mammon’s hesitant to lend anybody money, even you. It takes a few minutes to butter him up and fluff his ego before he relents. At last, he hands you the crispest bill in his wallet. “Don’t spend it all in one place,” he kids, knowing full well he’d do just that if he was in your shoes.

He’s curious what you plan to buy. It never dawns on him that you have no intention of spending the cash. Half an hour later, he finds it on his desk. The exact same bill, now creased and folded neatly into an origami bird.

He picks it up to wiggle the little paper wings, entranced, then looks around frantically and catches your eye. A playful smile graces your face and tugs at his heartstrings.

---03

Leviathan is not typically one to make mistakes when it comes to anime. But even he’s not perfect.

He had it set in his mind that the new show premiered at 6:00pm, which left plenty of time to prepare the ultimate solo viewing party after school. He was humming quietly to himself when you walked over. “Isn’t your show starting soon?”

You specifically took an interest in his hobbies. You remembered that it started at 16:00 (four o’clock), not 6:00. Leviathan wondered, how could he make such a egregious mistake? You were the one who dashed back to the House of Lamentation at full speed by his side. When your human stamina started failing, he unconsciously picked you up so you’d both make it in time. You made it with two minutes to spare.

Sweaty and out of breath, still in uniform, you were able to watch the premiere together. It wasn’t until after credits rolled, you went elsewhere, and the live reactions on social media started calming down that Levi realized what a big deal this was to him. What a big deal you were to him.

---04

Satan wasn’t expecting you to be spacing out in his favorite armchair. He had plans to read in it that evening, and considered asking you politely to move. But the way the lamp light shines on your skin, the thoughtful expression on your face while pondering ideas unknown. The way your lips part ever so slightly and your eyes gaze off into nothing. It captivates him. You look like a painting. His breath gets caught in his throat, and in clearing it he manages to break your trance.

“Oh, hey. Welcome home, I didn’t realize you were there.”

You go to get out of the chair, but Satan insists you stay. It doesn’t look right without you anymore. He doesn’t feel right without you anymore.

---05

Asmodeus does not have wardrobe malfunctions often. His outfits are of the highest quality and a lot of care goes into putting them on. Still, things happen.

When his fans rush forward out of nowhere, sometimes they are successful in tearing his clothes. A fistful of shirt here, a mouthful of pants-leg there. Being in the center of a lust-fueled stampede can make even the most collected people lose their minds, but you are steadfast. You shout at the rabid demons, shaming them for their disrespect. You believe you can chase them off all on your own, not knowing that the Avatar of Lust behind you is exuding a killer aura and warning his fans to back off with a powerful glare.

As you sloppily stitch up what remains of his shirt so he can walk home without the incident repeating, Asmodeus is smiling from ear to ear. You’re so focused on genuinely helping that you don’t even notice the bedroom eyes he’s flashing. The scene of you waving your arms and trying to chase off a pack of demons as if they were stray pigeons is permanently ingrained in his memory. Just as your existence is ingrained in his soul.

---06

Beelzebub knows what he likes. He knows what will catch his interest and is pleasantly surprised when a new one crops up.

One thing he likes is you. Another is food. Both are in the cafeteria. He piles a tray high with carbs and goes looking for you at lunch time, finding you seated in the middle of a long table at the edge of the room. He calls your name.

It’s unexpected, the way you quickly swing your head up mid-bite. Your cheeks are full and noodles dangle from your mouth, sauce dripping back onto your plate. Your eyes light up as you look at him from below. It makes him stop in his tracks, causing several shorter demons to walk into him. Such a simple action, yet so profound. You hurriedly chew and offer him a seat while Beelzebub powers through his emotions. He takes a seat across from you to offer a napkin, wondering when he’ll see that face again.

---07

It’s late, far past everyone’s bedtime. Yet Belphegor forgot to tell you something during the day and decided now would be a great time. When you don’t respond to the quiet knocks at your door, he lets himself inside. Your sleeping figure looks too comforting to resist and he gets the brilliant idea to crawl into bed with you to whisper in your ear.

The problem is, as soon as he lifts the covers, you fart. It’s loud. You don’t move an inch, remaining fast asleep and ignorant of what just happened.

Belphegor freezes in his tracks to process it, but is soon doubled over on the futon laughing. The vibrations wake you. You sleepily open your eyes to see who is in hysterics and ask the obvious: “what?”

Belphegor is laughing too hard to tell you. He doesn’t want to tell you. It’s too priceless. You groggily smack him with a spare pillow and it makes him laugh harder. While he loves to look at you, that week it becomes difficult for him to meet your eyes without erupting into a fit of giggles.

[robotpussy]

i always knew he was going to be the sexiest doctor (who) ever but WOAH.......

[egophiliac]

more masquerade stuff! things really went from 0 to 1000 in, like, thirty seconds.

(sorry if none of these make sense outside of my head)

[ghostbsuter]

The reason Danny– and in turn, Phantom - nearly dropped kicked Wes into the sun was, because the ginger believes that Bruce Wayne is batman.

Batman.

And with that, the entire family of Mr Wayne being the batcrew.

Them.

Which was ridiculous, Danny watched this week's episode of "keeping up with the waynes", he's seen Mr Wayne in a bathrobe, trying to drink his omelette and his children being absolute chaos gremlins.

These people could NOT be the batman and Co. Of Gotham.

[originalaccountname]

My turn to be skk-posting

in my ideal vision, when they finally get in something resembling a relationship (as adults, they were Not There as teenagers), it's because they both want it, which means they unlock previously forbidden features with each other like sharing a bed instead of a couch (you all know about my weird obsession with skk and couches), but also freely touching.

Dazai is a rather tactile person; my guy is freed after 2 weeks in prison and the first thing he does is dance, poke at, lean/hug and play with the hair of the first non-evil person (a stranger) he meets. Being with Chuuya, he constantly finds himself in Chuuya's bubble, and indulges in ways he usually can't with others. That often means direct skin contact, not even with ulterior motives, but really just because he is allowed and he wants to.

Chuuya on the other hand has never done something gently ever: he is fierce, he cares and loves intensely, and he never lets go, but he barely knows the concept of a reassuring gesture (working on it). Dazai being in his bubble wouldn't bother him at all by that point, but the handsy part? it's awkward. needs some getting used to. It's a learning opportunity.

And when Chuuya gets used to it and finally makes a move to return the favour? it's Dazai who short-circuits.

[lazylittledragon]

giving dadkarios a couple more kids just because i can

[corrodedbisexual]