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[bruciemilf]

TRANS BRUCE BRAINROT! TRANS. BRUCE. BRAINROT.

I have no idea where to start, but I'm just. I'm FERAL about Bruce coming out when he needs to; Batman is about taking care of people. He's a symbol of safety. A sanctuary for everyone, - that's what he was forged into.

Shadows birthed him, but love made him. People love him. He doesn't know why. He doesn't know how. But they do. I want him to do what he ALWAYS does, - stand up for others.

In this case? A shaken teenager, trembling with angry tears, cheeks red, not from blushing, but from a hand print three times bigger than her face contouring her features.

This is why he hates coming to the station. If it wasn't to help Jim, and have Jim help him in return, he wouldn't bother. " What happened to her?"

" JEREMY here thought it'd be a great night to rob a pharmacy,-"

" That's NOT my name and I PAID for that t! Just cause my parents don't want me to have it doesn't give you pigs the RIGHT-"

This officer moves to smack her face, possibly a second time, or third, or more, but Bruce grips his wrist and silently vows to break it with his eyes alone.

" Give us some space. Or I'll make some."

Martinez casually leaves a cup of steaming mint tea as he drags that officer off, throwing a thumbs up in Bruce's way as he does so. It's a goofy move, but it makes Jessica laugh. Bruce appreciates it.

" Thank you. For making sure I was safe. I wasn't sure you'd care about... People like me."

Bruce's lungs feel like ice and dust in his chest; He hates that she has to go through this. Hates that the city's guardians dragged her dignity and identity through the mud like it was nothing. Like SHE was nothing. Like people like them are nothing.

And that just can't do;

He forces his tongue to lossen, melts the screws keeping his jaw shut, " I'll always care about people like us. We stick together."

Gotham gasped, shaken. Jim sighs. " Oh, boy."

He doesn't want to be decorative; His mother wasn't, nor his father. They fought for him until they couldn't. Even when media smeared them for their " abnormal" offspring, they painted streets red with their love.

AND - when he adopts Dick, he's questioned. He has a feeling there's always going to be a fictitious second motive to everything he'll do now that he's out.

And his little baby is made of sunshine and magic and stars; But his teeth are sharp and his temper has jagged edges. Especially when he's threatened . " It's not your job to defend me, Dick."

"...He shouldn't have called you that word," Dick breaths, slow but stone firm and unmovable like a mountaint, even with vinegary water drying on his chubby cheeks. Fighting at school always left him open like a wound. " I DON'T feel bad about it. You can't make me. Alfred doesn't."

Bruce hums, " I suspect Alfred thought you what " talk shit, get hit" means."

" You suspect correctly, sir. "

He laughs. It's all Bruce Wayne can do.

But also? It'd be amazing if Gotham villains respected him more than any officials or legal work partners. Just imagine Bruce punching a thug in the face and he goes, " AH- YOU BITCH-"

Then the other thug, offended, " Woah woah woah, that's SON of a bitch?"

" Shit. My bad, Batman."

Bruce nods. " Thank you for your effort, " then he clocks him again

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