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egmo614 · 1 month
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Batman succumbs to the charms of a beautiful private detective
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Do you think I'm cute Batman? Because I can no longer resist what I feel for you.
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holyhomoerotictraps · 7 months
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Robin mummified a live!!!!!
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GAY BATMAN AT THE MEN SPA
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gotham-mockingbird · 1 year
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I wasn’t sure how well this one would have been taken so I just posted it by itself
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phonexmelody · 1 year
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I have fallen down the Superbats rabbit hole again. And I am quite happy about it. I have always loved they're dynamic in the shows and comics. To see so much amazing fan art of them as a couple and to read such great fic of them makes me very happy.
I will go down with this ship!
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atomicbug · 1 year
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I drew Pengy in 1920s fashion. I love him!!
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chronic-invisibility · 3 months
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party-gilmore · 2 years
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Look honestly YEAH i KNOW romanticizing it is Bad(tm) but look to be perfectly frank that doesn't change the fact I DO find it's sexy as hell on occasion, but please understand it's really not about the smoking per se, so much as it is about
the long slim object held delicately between lips, ducking their head and casting their gaze intently down the slender line of it as they lean in close to carefully cup their hands around a tiny offered flame that sends a warm glow dancing across their lowered eyelashes or precisely nudging the cherry against your own lit one with a single minded precision such as threading a needle through the universe between you, cheeks hollowing and lips pursing just for an instant with the gentle, steady sound of a carefully measure breath - until theirs lights up and they lean away, a tension you've only just now become aware of being tested as you feel compelled to follow, to lean in, but their posture is already shifting to casual and easy so you don't move you just stand stock still in the middle of your whole world turning on its axis and watch as their jaw relaxes, the narrow roll of paper that started all this entangling loosely and caressly in the crook of lithe fingers as if it didn't just ruthlessly set ablaze every emotion in your body, the last of your defenses curling up and away in the smoke slipping through their lips.
...anyways yes this is about Gordon at the first Wayne Gala he's forced to attend after accidentally finding out Batman's identity and things have kinda been awkward between them but they haven't had a chance to talk about it until a moment Jim finds Bruce trying to take a bit of a breather out on a balcony with his tie undone and jacket off and shirt rumpled and open a bit at the collar and he comes up to stand next to him quietly, going through the usual motions of lighting up to try and get on some firmer, more comfortable territory before starting This Conversation.
And he makes his usual polite offer, holding out the carton to his companion with a questioning tilt of his head. Not really expecting a yes. He's never seen Bruce Wayne smoke in any of the tabloids or new coverage or parties. Batman certainly never took him up on his offer, just leveling that sometimes steely, sometimes bemused gaze at him... occasionally offering a half-hearted and fond "Those things'll kill you, Jim."
But the man says yes, and Jim is too surprised to really register that until Bruce is already leaning in and casually rocking his world.
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remixingreality · 4 months
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holyhomoerotictraps · 7 months
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bussy (batman pussy)
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likebatmanbutgay · 2 years
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“Bruce, darling, I’m afraid it’s time for your weekly heterosexual charade,” Alfred said, tapping his husband gently on the shoulder. Bruce had, once again, fallen asleep in front of his outlandishly large computer in the Batcave. 
“Ugh,” Bruce muttered as he blinked awake. 
“Here is your coffee and your daily reminder that even when I am ‘serving’ you, I am not your servant,” Alfred said. He kissed Bruce’s forehead and then turned away. 
“Can you cancel?” Bruce yawned. “The thing? With Rachel?”
“No,” Alfred said, walking off. 
“Baaaaabe,” Bruce pled. “I don’t want to do…whatever it is. I want to hang out with you.”
“Nice try,” Alfred said in a sing-song. “I know you just want to keep researching BeautyM.”
“Wait, babe, come back,” Bruce called. He guzzled the coffee which scorched his esophagus, and darted after Alfred, catching his beautiful, delicate hand. 
“Bruce. It’s brunch. It will take two hours tops, and you have already agreed to be there,” Alfred said. 
“No, no, listen: I don’t want to do it any more. I don’t want to fake straight. I just want to be with you,” Bruce said, speaking rapidly. 
Alfred blinked a couple of times, sighed, and then said, “You are being unkind. To Rachel. And to me.” 
“How?” Bruce asked, his thick, black eyebrows hitting his hairline in surprise. 
“Coming out…ending your arrangement with Rachel has the potential to out her as well. Relationships end, yes, but you are both in the public eye and an abrupt end could cause scandal. Millionaire Playboy Bruce Wayne splits with Senator Girlfriend Rachel Chen. It’s the perfect fodder for gossip.”
Alfred used his clipped tone and then spun on his heels and approached the stairwell. Bruce chased after him, “You, Alf. How is it unkind to you?” 
Rather than answering, Alfred just scoffed. He took the steps two at a time. Bruce kept following him until Alfred called back, “You’re still dressed as the bat,” and Bruce had to return to the cave to change. 
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atomicbug · 2 years
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