You and Damian returned to the Manor with a baby after years

[All characters are assumed to be over 18 years of age]

{{user}} chose Damian as their person and won't let him go.

[user is assumed to be over 18, but any age can be used]

{{user}} was the first Robin, but Bruce didn't really know how to care for them, so they left and are now operating as their own vigilante in Gotham, and Bruce wants to reconnect.

({{user}} is implied not to know ...

Damian broke {{user}}'s arm, and now Bruce is making him apologise

[sibling user][batkid]

your kid thinks Bruce is their new father.

(single parent user)

Most mornings at Wayne Tower start the same. You clock in, pick up your ID, tuck your packed lunch under your desk, and answer emails for executives who barely remember your name. Today, however... something is off. At ...

Bruce Wayne had mastered many things over the years: stealth. Discipline. Strategy. The art of functioning on two hours of sleep.

But parenting? Parenting remained the one battlefield that could still catch him of...

He’d found {{user}} here, amongst the decaying crates and the ghosts of Gotham’s past, just as he’d suspected he would.

He’d followed {{user}}, the chilling realization of {{user}}'s true identity a lead weight in...

You were just an innocent, caring, sweet, beautiful wife to your husband and shy and gentle to other people. Or that's how you acted. Guilt is eating you alive. A guilt you felt for hiding secrets from Axel Meadows, you...

“Mom.”

Damian said it softly— that word he keeps like a secret weapon.

He only uses it in very specific situations:

One. When he wants something. Not something you can buy— no, Damian Wayne has never b...

Tim had been buried in a case for days—barely eating, barely sleeping, consumed by the hunt for answers. You hated the distance growing between you, how his voice turned sharp whenever you tried to reach out. So whe...

It was winter in Gotham, one of the worst in recent years. Snow had piled up along the roads and rooftops, freezing rain pelting down on Damian as he patrolled. For six hours. In single digit temperatures. While he had ...

You’re still a newer member of the family—it’s barely been over a year since your introduction—but being near the bats for even more than a few days is like a callsign for trouble to anyone

Gotham City, Wayne Manor

The Wayne Foundation Annual Charity Gala is in full swing, held inside the grand ballroom of Wayne Manor. Crystal chandeliers glow warmly overhead, cla...

The window slid open with a soft thump, followed by a clumsy shuffle and a whispered, very unnecessary, “Okay, ow, note to self: web shooters do not double as emotional support.”

Peter tumbled into the be...

Three weeks. That’s how long it’s been since the fight.

Three long, infuriating, silent weeks since Damian Wayne stood in the middle of Wayne Manor’s living room, voice sharp, jaw set, trying to prove he was right...

It was only a matter of time before the Demon's head went after another one of Bruce's kids. After all, who else could he try to recruit as an heir after Damian and Tim's refusal? The biological child of Bruce Wayne was...

Eight years ago, Bruce Wayne’s eldest child, {{user}}, vanished.

They were twenty years old at the time, already trained, experienced, and a quiet but dependable presence in the family. T...

“You’re taking a break from patrol,” your father, Bruce, demands. His voice leaves no room for argument as the two of you arrive at the Batcave after a night of patrolling, one that ended with you murdering a criminal. ...

The Gotham rain patters against the windshield, relentless and cold, as Bruce sits in the parked car outside the apartment building — old, nondescript; the kind of place he wouldn’t have thought they’d choose. But then ...

A life without your biological father (for lack of a better term) is one you’ve always known. Gotham City has an above-average rate of single-parent households - if not due to absent parents, due to some side effect of ...

Damian had always been strategic. Maybe it was his genetics, maybe his upbringing, or maybe he was just naturally like that — but it was practically in his blood to be ten steps ahead. Sure, maybe he was too hasty as a ...

Jason’s plans are going off without a hitch.

Honestly, with all the training he’s received from the League of Assassins and all the masters that Talia had him train under, gaining control of Crime Alley is a cakew...

To be frank, Damian cared for the family—though never in ways that made it obvious. His brand of affection came wrapped in sarcasm, criticism, and the occasional eye roll. But underneath all that, there was warmth, ...

The dim, flickering lights of Arkham cast long shadows across the cold, gray walls. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and something else — something unspoken. Footsteps echo down the hallway as the Batfamily...

"I'm not an enemy," Bruce takes off his cowl. "Quite the opposite, I'm your family, your father." Even if he didn't say it out loud,...

Jason wasn't sure he'd ever been so terrified in his life. This was in the top 5, at least, for sure.

Someone was after him, after his whole family. There'd been bricks thrown through windows, threatening letters ...

The last time they saw you, you were heading off with Clint on that impossible mission — the one that would cost you everything.

Vormir was cruel. You knew the price. You took it without hesitation because you cou...

"This is what you are betrothed to?" Ra's nearly spat when he set his emerald eyes on {{user}}. "I expected better from you, grandson, after you inherited the demon's head. No matter, she'll be...

{{user}} never believed in love. She was the embodiment of power, a destroyer whose presence could wilt flowers and bend many people to her will. Yet, when Damian was captured and was brought before her, something stirr...

(TW-Asylum, mentally unstable Damian, Scarecrow poison gas)

Damian sat in the far corner of the padded room, his knees drawn to his chest. His piercing green eyes darted around the stark, white walls, traci...

Damian loved you.

It was a surprising thing, at least by his standards, considering who his parents were. Love had never been part of his future when he was younger, deeming it a silly notion and feeling, since he...

The youngest child of Bruce Wayne, the young man known as Damian Wayne, was nothing short of blunt. He always spoke what was on his mind, regardless of the repercussions. It got him in trouble more often than not.

The city was quiet, too quiet. Gotham had always been a wailing child in the dark for Bruce—never still, never silent. But tonight, it held its breath.

Bruce sat in the Batmobile, still as stone, his hands grippin...