#Wayne Rp

[findroleplay]

Information about me and how I roleplay!

Mackenzie, 22, she/her. Roleplay partners must be 18+ No minors. My maximum post length is 200 words. I do doubling up, and singles! I’m okay with parings, male x male, male x female, female x female!

(Read this closely!!!!!) (For doubling up, I play as your love interest, you play as mine. I do not roleplay my love interests for others. For singles, you only play as my love interest, and I only play as my oc, I don’t play as your love interest for this.)

I roleplay OC x Canon. I would prefer if we roleplay on Discord. I love, love, love to plot and discuss any ideas we have as well as taking ooc, and getting to know my roleplay partner! Communication is very very important! I’ll send you a reminder after a week to see if you’re still interested in our roleplay! Please do the same for me!

Let me know if you’re no longer interested in the role-play! I don’t know how many times I have to repeat this over and over, communication is very important!!! Don’t block me and be mean about it, and don’t ghost me and leave me to ask you if you are interested, only for me to find out i’ve been blocked. Just tell me of your no longer interested, alright? So, please communicate with me!

What I’m looking for

• Marvel’s The Punisher. (My love interest is Billy Russo.)

• Shadow and Bone. (My love interest is Aleksander Morozova/General Kirigan.)

• Marvel’s MoonKnight. (My love interest is Arthur Harrow.)

• Dead Poets Society. (My love interest is Neil Perry.)

• Prison Break. (My love interest is Michael Scofield.)

• The Flash. (My love interest is either Barry Allen, Savitar or Leonard Snart.)

• American Horror Story (My love interest is Tate Langdon, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Kit Walker or Austin Sommers.)

• Penny Dreadful. (My love interest is Dorian Gray.)

• Disney’s Descendants. (My love interest is Ben Beast.) Note: Will not play Carlos De Vil out of respect for Cameron Boyce.

• Once Upon A Time. (My love interest is Peter Pan.)

• Top Gun [1986] (My love interest is Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell.)

• Top Gun: Maverick [2022] (My love interest is either Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell or Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw.)

• 21 Jump Street [TV Series] (My love interest is Tom Hanson.)

• Wayne [a 2019 original series on YouTube and on Prime Video] (love interest is Wayne Mccllough.)

• One Of Us Is Lying [A original peacock tv series] (My love interest is Simon Kelleher)

If you are interested in any of these fandoms, please like this post or comment down below, or send me a message here so I can give you my Discord! I will only give my discord if you’re actually interested in roleplaying!

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[darkdoverpseeker]

Information about me and how I roleplay!

Mackenzie, 22, she/her. Roleplay partners must be 18+ No minors. My maximum post length is 200 words. I do doubling up, and singles! I’m okay with parings, male x male, male x female, female x female!

(Read this closely!!!!!) (For doubling up, I play as your love interest, you play as mine. I do not roleplay my love interests for others. For singles, you only play as my love interest, and I only play as my oc, I don’t play as your love interest for this.)

I roleplay OC x Canon. I would prefer if we roleplay on Discord. I love, love, love to plot and discuss any ideas we have as well as taking ooc, and getting to know my roleplay partner! Communication is very very important! I’ll send you a reminder after a week! Please do the same for me!

Let me know if you’re no longer interested in the role-play! I don’t know how many times I have to repeat this over and over, communication is very important!!! Don’t block me and be mean about it, and don’t ghost me and leave me to ask you if you are interested, only for me to find out i’ve been blocked. Just tell me of your no longer interested, alright? So, please communicate with me!

What I’m looking for

• Marvel’s The Punisher. (My love interest is Billy Russo.)

• Shadow and Bone. (My love interest is Aleksander Morozova/General Kirigan.)

• Marvel’s MoonKnight. (My love interest is Arthur Harrow.)

• Dead Poets Society. (My love interest is Neil Perry.)

• Prison Break. (My love interest is Michael Scofield.)

• The Flash. (My love interest is either Barry Allen, Savitar or Leonard Snart.)

• American Horror Story (My love interest is James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Kit Walker or Austin Sommers.)

• Penny Dreadful. (My love interest is Dorian Gray.)

• Disney’s Descendants. (My love interest is Ben Beast.) Note: Will not play Carlos De Vil out of respect for Cameron Boyce.

• Once Upon A Time. (My love interest is Peter Pan.)

• Top Gun [1986] (My love interest is Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell.)

• Top Gun: Maverick [2022] (My love interest is either Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell or Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw.)

• 21 Jump Street [TV Series] (My love interest is Tom Hanson.)

• Wayne [2019 series on YouTube Premium and on Prime Video] (love interest is Wayne)

If you are interested in any of these fandoms, please like this post or comment down below, or send me a message here so I can give you my Discord! I will only give my discord if you’re actually interested in roleplaying!

interact if interested!

[breadandblankets]

gotham city social media aus are so fun like imagine for me if u will:

"who need the sun when u have ✨Him✨" [fancam of The Signal Akira sliding on his bike, cut with him speaking quietly with a kid, cut with him helmet cracked, paying for a bus fare]

tweet with a picture of the batmobile blocking a car into a parking space, the comment is just ":/ this will be fun to explain to my boss"

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Bruce Wayne Says ‘Never Too Old For Uppies’

Darling billionaire and former Gotham heartthrob turn DILF Bruce Wayne was spotted at his latest Gala wearing the latest season’s top designer suit.

This is of its self wasn’t surprising but the scene that unfolded sure was!

Now it isn’t a surprise for anyone who has been keeping track of the posts and polls about the most attractive men in America that Mr. Winner of 3 years in a row is quite ripped under all those layers he usually wears and when asked why he exercises to such a degree that it could rival the big bat, Mr. Wayne seemed to fumble for a bit before responding with a dazzling smile that he does so that he could carry all of his children.

Another reporter made comment about how all of his children were well past the age of being picked up.

Mr. Wayne proceed to state quite seriously to the reporter,

“They’re never too old for uppies.”

Apparently Mr. Wayne’s two eldest sons had heard their father’s statement as they shared a look before taking a running leap towards their dad with Dick Grayson Wayne bellowing “uppies!” In response.

Mr. Wayne, despite his well known clumsiness, caught both of his sons with a spin before calmly stating to the reporters that he had guests to talk to and then walked away with one boy sitting on each hip.

And let us remind our readers that neither men Mr. Wayne caught weigh less than an estimated 170 lbs!

The rest of the gala had our reporters spotting Mr. Wayne carrying his various children in various ways.

Message was well received, Kids are never too old for uppies, just too heavy!

But nothing less can be expected from the dad of the year.

Though, he may have competition here in Gotham, as eye witnesses have stated that they had seen our own Big Bat taking after our resident rich man.

But who can say? Maybe the two have a closer relationship than we know.

It had been stated that both Bruce Wayne and Batman have a similar physique to each-other with Batman being just slightly larger in size.

Maybe they share a workout routine?

We can only speculate.

What we can be sure of, is that Bruce loves his kids and would be willing to do anything to make them smile.

As always I am Vicky Vale.

*there are two photos shown along with the article. One of Bruce Wayne carting a staggering number of his children. With Cassandra and Damian Wayne on his shoulders, Dick Grayson Wayne and Jason Todd under each arm and Tim Drake Wayne clinging onto his front like a koala. It is noted that Duke Thomas is to the side seemingly recording the entire scene.

The second photo is of Batman with an annoyed Red Hood slung over his shoulder, trying to get loose.”

[gothamcity-official]

There are two Riddlers

There are two Riddlers facing off Batman, Robin, and Red Robin near City Hall. We're not sure where the second one came from but he looks like Bane if he was small, sopping wet, and wearing a sad trenchcoat. We can also tell which one is OUR Riddler because OUR Riddler hasn't killed anyone in almost a year and we're very proud of him. OTHER Riddler just shot at least three people.

Our Riddler is sitting off to the side with Red Robin and they seem to be playing puzzle games on Red Robin's tablet. Other Riddler is fighting Batman and Robin and seems surprised that Robin either exists or has a sword.

[thegreatflyinggrayson]

@onetruewayne

What is "Rizz" and why does Tim lack it?

[hiero-green]

no actually you don’t get context

[ookamihanta]

sketches of my fan jondami kid, Gray Thomas 'Van-El' Wayne-Kent ft. his cousins, Kyand'r and Diand'r Grayson at the end (Dick+Kory kids).

Gray has such a mouthful of a name bc I couldn't pick between giving him a standard human name or kryptonian name, so he gets all of the above. Gray is a reference to his uncle's name, Dick Grayson, and Thomas is in honor of his late grandfather on Damian's side. Van-El is a reference to the original Nightwing, Van-Zee, and is Gray's hero name. Gray was created in the same manner Connor was concepted--as a clone using DNA from both Damian Wayne and Jonathan Kent. He lives as the two's surrogate son, having the powers and talent of both parents.

[waynewifey]

dear mr. wayne — b.w

part one: dear mr. wayne

part two: aftermath

part three: aporia

epilogue

summary: it’s not easy being a politician’s wife. it’s even harder to love a vigilante. months of negligence make you an easy target to his enemies.

pairing: bruce wayne/battinson x reader

genre: angst romance & dark action

warnings: swearing; smoking; kidnapping; violence; a bit of gore; “you” is she/her; bruce is the worst husband ever btw

word count: 2.8k

A/N: i wrote this back in january 2022 when the batman movie had just premiered, so kinda off the hype here. i hope you enjoy it anyway. already working on part 2, let me know if you guys would like it! also, this has taken a path way darker than i had in mind so i’m sorry if it’s too much. comments are appreciated!

gotham city, USA.

it's late.

you have no clock nearby, but you feel it in your bones. in your muscles too. it's too late and bruce should be home already. laying in the sofa, only half conscious, you regret telling alfred to go to bed. at least you wouldn't be alone. of course, being married to the batman you knew he would patrol at night often. you were okay with it. but lately bruce had been too focused on his other, and recent, goal: running for mayor. at first it seemed out of character, he was never good with the public or the press. but he stared at thomas wayne's painting in the hall in such painful façade, it made sense all off sudden. you were supportive of it. you showed up to every event just to stay by his side, to show the people the lovable man he was. the man you loved. the man who couldn't even be home for dinner.

the penthouse's elevator dings, opening its doors at the end of the hallway you see perfectly from your seat. your head doesn't lift instantly, like in the first week. instead, a long sigh escapes from your lips as bruce reaches the living room.

"hello, darling." he says, still in motion as he walks the stairway up to the room you shared. not a single kiss, or a hug. you follow him, because what else is there to do? you need to go to bed anyway. by the time you get there, slowly, his suit is already on the floor and he's taking a shower.

"how was the meeting?" you ask, knowing he usually did his Wayne Enterprising meetings — which consisted of hanging out long hours in bars with business men — at night. recently, he started a complicated relationship with a real estate company he wanted to invest in.

"the usual." he stopped fully answering these questions three weeks ago, making the only time you ever talked even shorter. the city has gotten more violent than ever since his batman duties were put on standby.

"any closer to sealing the deal?" you sit on the bed, watching the open bathroom door.

"probably." it's not like he's being rude. well, maybe a little bit. he just doesn't want to talk any more, it's clear on his tone. but it's 2am and you brain isn't working too well.

"when is this gonna end, bruce?" you finally say, as he puts his boxers on. "when are we ever having dinner again? or going on a date? when are you gonna stop treating me like i'm some sort of home decor?" you almost vomit out the words that have been stuck on your throat for days. surprisingly, the heartache doesn't softens. instead, it gets worse. it's like admitting your abandonment.

six months ago, you started trying to get pregnant. it hadn't always been a dream of yours, but the idea of having an heir to all you've spent your life building is charming. you realised you were in the right time to do so, you had just turned 28, bruce was 32, and both had stable careers. a month later, bruce announced his candidacy. and so soon you gave up. you told yourself once he won the election everything would be fine. you would try again. but, realistically, being a mayor was already a lot of work on itself. he wouldn't want a pregnant wife or a child to take care of. after the four years, who knows? he might as well have a new life project. and your family would always stand on the side.

"i don't know what you're talking about..." he doesn't look into your eyes. hell, he barely looks at you. that feeling, the negligence, is enough to trigger the tears. you take a deep breath, making an effort to look composed.

"don't you, though?" your voice is shaken. look at me. look at me. look at me. look at me. he doesn't. "bruce." you call, finally getting his attention. however, the boredom on his face knocks you off your feet, legs trembling in pain and anger. "i just want you to make an effort on us..."

"really? cause that's all i ever done." he's leaning on the doorframe, arms crossed in a way you would find attractive in other circumstances. but now he's yelling and you fight back the urge to shrink into the mattress. "do you think i wanna have a kid on this fucked up town? i'm tryna fix this. fix everything!" his faces turns red-ish. something inside of you makes you want to leave the room. you've always been an avoider, that is one of the reasons you hadn't really had couple fights. so, basically, this is very new. "i've got the weight of the fucking world on my back."

"let's leave then" you manage to say, replacing the you chose this. it was true, however, that he was the one to put himself in this position. bruce wayne could've gotten his entire life without working if he wanted to. but he always needed to save everyone, to suffer for other's happiness. he was a giver. sometimes you wondered if he needed to be saved instead.

"you know i can't do that." he mumbles, in a defeated tone. a sigh escapes from his lips, suddenly the tiredness takes over his face. it's almost enough to make you let it go, to internalise your distress again. he really can't, you know that. he feels that the city is his liability, because it was the only thing he had since he became an orphan. but he had you, too. he just didn't acknowledge that.

"and i can't stay like this." it sounds like an whisper, but it's a plead. choose me. please. he seems to read it in your eyes, face contorting in agony when he realises what you're asking for. me or gotham? it's stupid to think he would ever choose you. but you hoped, so desperately, because you would choose him. always.

"let's not do this tonight, okay? i have to be in the office by the morning." tears instantly fall as he turns off the lights and lays on the bed, turning his back to where you slept. for a moment, you're static. his words were final. were you ever in control of something in your life? why were all of these decisions being made for you? mechanically, you stand on both feet and walk to the door. you don't even notice your movement until you're on the elevator. your husband didn't intervene either. this neighbourhood is one of the safest in town, which honestly isn't much but you had to get out. anyway, nowhere is totally safe at 3am.

you walk two blocks, clinging to the fluffy sweater you wore. the depressing air of gotham slows your pace, to a point you start wondering if it was really necessary to be aware. you could feel the city devouring you, starting with your hope. the blue 24h sign lights up the street, in a way that isn't welcoming, but you know the place well enough to not be scared to get in. a bell sounds over the door and wakes up the male behind the counter. he's got long black hair and seems to haven't seen a good night of sleep in weeks. same,you think.

"hi. can i get the blue one?" you point at the camel's behind the man. he nods, quickly putting a pack on the wooden board. the prices pops up on the cashier's display. you pay and go outside. smoking was an bad habit from your college days, when pressure got too excruciating. every now and then you would treat yourself to some cigarettes, for the confidence it gave you. the sense of control to be the one, for once, ruining yourself. the smoke burns your throat on the first inhale and you hold back a cough. you're too entertained by the cigar to notice the black van approaching. it stops right in front of you, and everything happens too quickly for your brain to process. it's all dark.

he's in a meeting, the boring kind.

the kind that has him seated in silence while a representative talks to his employees, who never get to listen to their actual boss. there's a chart being shown on a large tv on the other side of the room. he's not listening, though. he's writing down ideas for a thanksgiving speech. a head pops into the conference room.

"mr. wayne." it's one of the new assistants, hired especially for the election season. he didn't care to memorise her name, because temps usually don't last long. if she hadn't called him, he might've not even looked up. but the room is silent, expecting eyes on him. the girl at the door looks terrified. "you're urgently required outside, please."

he sighs as he gets up from his leather chair. the second the door closed behind him, chatter is heard again. in the corridor, the woman conducts him to his office and they get in. there's a bit of a commotion, four men lounge around his table, all their faces tense.

"mr. wayne, i'm afraid we don't have good news." the head of the marketing team speaks, a man called robert vance. he's probably said the same phrase to bruce about seven times this month, so that doesn't do much. the assistant approaches with an ipad, unpausing a video. "we received this from an anonymous email about forty minutes ago. we weren't able to get the ip address just yet."

the video starts with a black screen, zooming out to show a woman with a bag over her head. she has her hands on her back and is kneeling on the ground. bruce's heart skips a beat noticing the hair falling down her shoulders.

"bruce wayne..." an eerie voice whispers from behind the camera, breathing heavily. "i've robbed an egg from your basket, and you haven't even noticed!" there's a disturbing chuckle and the video shakes a bit. bruce doesn't move, eyes stuck on the screen. no one in the room has done anything other than breathing. someone gulps. "it's been long hours, but we're having fun, aren't we, darling?" a gloved hand reaches for the bag, pulling it out. her face - your face - is dripping blood. you're biting on a fabric, still in your home clothes. bruce's jaw clenches. you're crying, face beaten, in this degrading situation. your eyes pierce the screen right into his. suddenly, a gun is tapped on your forehead and you close your eyes into a sob. your lips mouth please. "i'm running out of patience here, you're running out of time. let's do business, shall we?" he laughs, knocking the pistol on the side of your head, making you fall laying on the floor, unconscious. the spot bleeds. "here's my proposal: you come clean about your father's deal with carmine falcone and maybe i don't shoot little mrs. wayne... or i do both. it's your choice, really. the clock is ticking. tick tock, wayne."

the video stops, the sight of a gun pointed at your unresponsive body burns into his mind. bruce is panting, the adrenaline rushes into his brain. there's a million of plans being built, but none of them seem viable.

"don't let media get this." he managed to say. one of the men in suits says it's too late. the tv flicks on showing a news report on the video. he kicks the side of his table, the contents being thrown across the room. "FUCK! you bastards wait forty fucking minutes to show me this?" he screams, no one can look him in the eyes. a hand runs through his black hair. "meanwhile my wife is out there with a gun on her head! and what have you done? i swear to god, if i don't find her alive and well i'm killing everyone in this goddamned room with my bare hands."

he storms out of there, reaching to his phone to call alfred and noticing the multiple missed calls. fucking silent mode. the sun is setting.

"i got the address." the butler says, instead of hello. a 'ding' sounds in his ear.

there has been pain for so long. you try to remember before the pain. but all is pain. he has to make it stop.

the floor is cold cement and you feel so small in this huge warehouse. the man in the mask knows you can't run. not only you're tied up, but the will had left you long before getting dragged into that van. he sees it in your eyes. so he strolls around, always in that ridiculous dark green overall. then he beats you up for fun. no cameras. just you and the devil himself. you find yourself praying, after all these years. you don't pray to get out, no. you pray so that it ends soon. you pray that the stab wound in your abdomen will get you an infection. you pray that when you close your eyes, you never have to open them again. but the divine has left you in the cold cement.

there's an explosion. your eyes open. there's smoke and dust taking over one of the walls. you're seeing everything horizontally, cheek on the floor. the man in green is just as scared as you were.

bruce wayne busted that fucking wall down. he expected a full team of psychopaths and maybe some more security. there was just one coward in the warehouse. the thing stares at him coming out of the smoke, fingers fidgeting. the batman steps forward. the freak steps back. then turns around, runs to a half broken wardrobe and grabs a gun from it. bruce walks slowly. there's a struggle loading the gun. he takes the opportunity to run and throw the thing on the floor. he bangs his head on it. the vermin screams. he takes one punch. two. tries to reach for the fallen gun. bruce steps on his hand and the loud crack echoes in the room. he screams again. three punches. the mask is taken off. his nose is bleeding. more punches. he holds the neck. the head is turning purple. oh how he wants to kill this little shit. bruce wayne will kill him. it will just take a few more seconds...

"baby, no" at first he thinks he's imagining it. it's so soft, so weak. but he looks up and there she is. his hands loose. right on the corner, chains on her legs. her face is ruined from blood and dirt. her wrists bleed too. the motherfucker chained her. hell is too good for this thing.

bang. on his shoulder. he looks down and the blood is dripping on the freak's face. he’s pushed to the side, holding the wound. tiny white dots obstruct his vision. he grunts through the pain. the man gets up and runs towards you. bruce can’t move. he arches his back, trying to roll and lay on his chest. it feels like he can’t move his arm anymore, like his bones had detached. when he finally does so, the man is escaping through a window. his hand searches for the adrenaline-boost in his belt, grabs it and quickly injects on his leg. it takes a second to get his blood rushing again. he crawls up and jumps through the window, which leads him to a metal balcony.

you’re almost standing, but he holds your chains and a gun to your face. the shooting sound had scared you awake. you can’t believe how close to bruce you finally are, but the conditions couldn’t be worse. you can hear water running below your feet, you don’t need daylight to show you the violent river you’re standing above. this is not good.

bruce has his hands up in the air and is holding himself back to not do anything stupid. the man’s face is contorting into the creepiest smile. no.

everything happens so slowly, yet he’s not quick enough to grab you in time. you’re falling in the air and he jumped after you. for a moment, the world is air. you can’t hold out your hand. your hair is flying in your face, he does not want to die without seeing you one last time. his cape holds him back and the distance between you only increases. you’re gone. the impact comes.

part two

[melody-han-wayne]

overheard someone say "if the Waynes are always being kidnapped why don't they just hire bodyguards?" and I LAUGHED

[finzphoenix]

I just finished my very first character sheet, and I'm so grateful to @divingdownthehole for granting me the permission and honor of drawing those near and dear to their rp heart! ^///^🖤🤍

Mad Hatter (c) DC comcis Jervis (design), Alice (OC) (c) divingdownthehole Art (c) FinzPhoenix

Close-ups under the cut:

[findroleplay]

Information about me and how I roleplay!

Mackenzie, 22, she/her. Roleplay partners must be 18+ No minors. My maximum post length is 200 words. I do doubling up, and singles! I’m okay with parings, male x male, male x female, female x female!

(Read this closely!!!!!) (For doubling up, I play as your love interest, you play as mine. I do not roleplay my love interests for others. For singles, you only play as my love interest, and I only play as my oc, I don’t play as your love interest for this.)

I roleplay OC x Canon. I would prefer if we roleplay on Discord. I love, love, love to plot and discuss any ideas we have as well as taking ooc, and getting to know my roleplay partner! Communication is very very important! I’ll send you a reminder after a week! Please do the same for me!

Let me know if you’re no longer interested in the role-play! I don’t know how many times I have to repeat this over and over, communication is very important!!! Don’t block me and be mean about it, and don’t ghost me and leave me to ask you if you are interested, only for me to find out i’ve been blocked. Just tell me of your no longer interested, alright? So, please communicate with me!

What I’m looking for

• Marvel’s The Punisher. (My love interest is Billy Russo.)

• Shadow and Bone. (My love interest is Aleksander Morozova/General Kirigan.)

• Marvel’s MoonKnight. (My love interest is Arthur Harrow.)

• Dead Poets Society. (My love interest is Neil Perry.)

• Prison Break. (My love interest is Michael Scofield.)

• The Flash. (My love interest is either Barry Allen, Savitar or Leonard Snart.)

• American Horror Story (My love interest is James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Kit Walker or Austin Sommers.)

• Penny Dreadful. (My love interest is Dorian Gray.)

• Disney’s Descendants. (My love interest is Ben Beast.) Note: Will not play Carlos De Vil out of respect for Cameron Boyce.

• Once Upon A Time. (My love interest is Peter Pan.)

• Top Gun [1986] (My love interest is Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell.)

• Top Gun: Maverick [2022] (My love interest is either Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell or Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw.)

• 21 Jump Street [TV Series] (My love interest is Tom Hanson.)

• Wayne [a 2019 original series on YouTube and on Prime Video] (love interest is Wayne Mccllough.)

If you are interested in any of these fandoms, please like this post or comment down below, or send me a message here so I can give you my Discord! I will only give my discord if you’re actually interested in roleplaying!

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[brucie-wayne-official]

Today is another year without my parents. I wanted to make a post about them, but couldn't think of how to do it.

Thomas and Martha Wayne were supporttive in every way. I couldn't have asked for more loving parents. Even though they left so soon, I was loved so much by them.

I want to use today to commemorate them, as well as thank the people in my life who stepped into the role of caregiver when I had felt like the world would swallow me whole.

@alfred--pennyworth Alfred, I cannot thank you enough for everything you've done. You taught me what it truly means to be a father, just the way my parents would have wanted. Without you, who knows who I would have become?

And to all of my children, who I will certainly attempt to list here, I need to say how proud I am of you. Without your bright smiles, and without the trust and faith you have in me even on your darkest days, I wouldn't be half the man I am today. There aren't enough words on Earth to express my love for each of you.

I love each and every one of you. And Tim, I'm so grateful that you agreed to shoulder the burden of the gala. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Linking my family: @thegreatflyinggrayson , @future-mr-darcy , @totallytimtastic , @onetruewayne , @ohgodtheresanotherone , @cassmeifyoucan , @caint-see-me , @spoiledbutkindaawayne , @yaowayneoficial , @prosper-kentwayne , @icnnic

[the-actual-robin]

Just saw nightwing and red hood chase down a cat, yelling how much they hate you.

What was that about??

They are getting what they deserve.

[dp-clarkjkent]

How did each of the Wayne’s react when they found out you were dating?

(basically when they found out you Superman AND Batman were dating their beloved father)

Dick smiled and squealed like a teenage girl.

Jason just shrugged and returned to his book.

Tim was confused, he thought everyone knew that — apparently he's seen pictures of Superman and Bruce together in many news... And he assumed Batman and Superman were a couple since the start... and he was there at the gala where Bruce asked me out... Hence why he wasn't surprised when I showed up for dinner years later.

Stephanie chuckled and asked where Bruce kept the wine.

Damian tried to murder me was completely radiant about it!

Cass smiled and shook my hand. That was the most contact she shared with me since we had met.

Duke looked between us twice or thrice and just made a silent "ohh..." and later he asked me if I was being held hostage.

Alfred took out a gun and asked me to swear to make Bruce happy. It was a silly joke but just in case it wasn't I did either way. I'll love Brucie forever either way.

[gothamcity-official]

The Colony is on Chitter Again

Batman has repeatedly told the rest of the Colony to not go on Chitter, but once again they are causing a mess. As they deserve, honestly.

To view their Chitters, click here.