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laylaylamode · 1 year
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Monkeying Around- The Long kids pay a visit when the divine uncles come over.
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kururu418 · 2 years
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Bruce tries to help out another lost spirit, but things don't quite go as planned. He comes across a mysterious new figure, and can't quite tell if he's friend or foe.
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deadsetobsessions · 5 months
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DCxDP Writing Prompt: (I wrote some myself but yk)
Ghost was Gotham’s first cryptid. That’s right. Even before Batman. He’d established himself in the city as someone who takes care of things, helps the weak, aid some of the strong trying to do good. His information network sprawled the expanse of the city. In between the day the Waynes died and Batman’s reappearance, Ghost set up shop and slowly began to remove the sludge clinging to Gotham’s spirit.
Danny thought the name was a little bit on the nose but as someone who used to go by Invis-o-bill, he definitely wasn’t complaining.
Besides, people had accidentally aligned with ghost culture when they began calling Gotham his haunt. It was, and having people recognize that helped to boost his core. It was his haunt, and while he was taking down mob bosses, they were also considered his to take care of.
Which meant Danny felt it the moment Batman stepped into his haunt. He stayed his immediate violent reaction only because Gotham herself materialized to stop him from scalping the guy. She whispered to him how his parents died on these streets, how she wanted to choose him as her Knight. The Lady Gotham looked at her King, and asked him to withhold his judgement, bowed her head and pleaded.
Danny, eyes glowing a toxic green, stared at her until the rage from Batman’s presence- invader! trying to steal his haunt!- had calmed.
And he agreed, probationally.
The Ghost stood back and watched, commanding his network of people to assess and judge the Bat as a possible asset. A possible ally.
And so the Ghost’s continent of people, from prostitutes to white collar workers, from street kids to socialites, watched.
And Lady Gotham’s knight proved himself. And he found one of Ghost’s informants. And Danny?
Danny tilted his head back and laughed, glad he allowed Bruce Wayne to live despite his unknowing transgression.
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satoshy12 · 6 months
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Vlad, Toddler Danny and the Gotham Gala
Bruce saw the Bat signal outside and wanted to leave the Gala. He told Vlad Masters that he needed to go to the toilet. Vlad Master glared at Bruce and said, "Daniel, come!" A tiny black-haired toddler came walking to them. After Danny was hit by the GIW, his parents tried to save his life, and Vlad helped them. The only side effect was toddler Danny. But somehow, this made the relationship much better with his parents. So Uncle Vlad is now good? Danny:" You know it's Danny!" Vlad:" Daniel, Mr. Wayne fears he will get lost on his way to the toilet. So I want you to show him the way there and back." + Tiny Danny led Mr. Wayne to his own bathroom. He wasn't sure if that was real, but Vlad and Mr. Luthor told him he wasn't the smartest. So he asked just to be sure. Danny:" Are you really that way Uncle Vlad says it? I mean, he talks poop about many people." Bruce Wayne, who knows it would be bad if people knew he faked it, didn't say anything.
+ Danny now knew for once Vlad was right: Mr. Wayne was worse than his dad. So he took his hand... I mean finger and led him around the Gala in the Wayne Mansion. "No fear, I won't let you get lost." That was how the media and Gotham Elite were greeted by Bruce Wayne being led around by a toddler to not get lost.
"Wow, for once he didn't get lost in his own Mansion." And it became a news article. "Brucie Wayne didn't get lost in a gala!"
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DP x DC Prompt: "Rematch"
Back when Jason was still a wee baby Robin, Bruce was in business negotiations with some company from out west. Jason wasn't paying attention to whatever it was that Bruce did during his day job, CEO is a boring job anyway, he wants to be a doctor or something so he can help people.
But he notices when Bruce starts acting strange.
It's subtle, yes, and Jason doesn't think most people would even notice something amiss, but he's Robin, he's Batman's partner, he knows Bruce better than anyone except maybe Alfred or Dick, but Alfred is on holiday in England for a week or two, and Dick is on one of his "no talking to Bruce unless the world ends" binges, so Jason really is the only one in a position to do anything.
It's up to Robin to save the day.
Jason investigates Bruce's comings and goings and the CEO of this potential new business partner of WE is kinda shady. He's slimy. Definitely keeping secrets. Jason dislikes this Vladimir Masters right away. Especially when it becomes apparent that he's doing something to Bruce during one of their business dinners that makes Bruce's eyes glaze over in a very worrying manner.
Jason is so not going to let this guy mess with his dad's mind.
It ends with Vlad being beaten up and chased out of Gotham by an enraged Robin. Bruce turns out to be fine and doesn't remember the incident. Jason doesn't tell him, just types up a report and files it in Bruce's archives. Alfred comes back from England, and Dick drops by again to steal Jason away for some brotherly bonding, and everything is fine.
Jason never forgets Vlad Masters and how he tried to manipulate Bruce. Not even a resurrection and a Lazarus pit swim will make him forget that guy.
So naturally, when he starts coming around the manor more and more, and hears that Vlad Masters is sniffing around Tim in hopes of manipulating WE's CEO, he is ready for round two. He's got a bone to pick, and he's bringing the big guns (All-Blades)
And if this round two happens at a gala where Sam Manson is present to see and capture the whole thing with her camera, well, Jason has gained a couple of fans back in Amity Park.
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a-deck-of-cards · 10 months
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real things said in the wayne manor - pt. 1
next : pt.2
[3.43 AM]
Bruce: *pulls off cowl*
Bruce: Tim.
Robin!Tim: *turns around slowly from the batchair*
Tim: Bruce.
Bruce: When’s the last time you got off from this chair?
Tim: When’s the last time you took a break from patrol because you got injured?
Bruce: When’s the last time you ate?
Tim: When’s the last time you slept?
Bruce: When’s the last time you drank a liquid that isn’t coffee?
Tim: When’s the last time you showered?
Bruce: When’s the last ti-
Alfred and Dick: . . .
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emo-batboy · 1 year
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A Wild Battinson (Social Media AU)
Part 17 (Masterlist)
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(Part 18)
@bruciemilf HE NEEDS TO BE A PARENT OKAY????
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introspectivememories · 10 months
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goddd i just know that tim never takes off that fucking necklace. and you know bear doesn't have that much money so tge necklace was kinda cheap and it wasn't anything the bear meant for tim to wear regularly it was just like a keepsake y'know? wear it on a date or a nice outing. maybe when they're both home together. but tim is practically feral over it. like straight up refuses to take it off. it's turning his neck green at this point and everybody is soo done.
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redsray · 3 months
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silly batfam hc that at some point Bruce got so sick of the kids fighting over things that he just got all of them a bunch of stickers with their respective logos and went "if something is yours, put your logo on it so others will know. don't use anything that doesn't have your logo without permission." he regrets the choice ever since.
Tim: B please tell Jason that no, he cannot claim the entire bathroom in the left wing to himself
Bruce: Jay ??
Jason: What? My sticker is on it. It's the one with the good shower and now it's MINE
Tim: THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS
Alfred: Master Damian, please refrain from placing Robin stickers on my baking trays.
Damian: I don't expect you to understand my genius, Pennyworth. This ensures the cookies that you bake are mine every time.
Alfred, sighing: No.
Bruce: Why is there a Nightwing sticker on every single chandelier in the house?
Dick, grinning: Why do you think?
Bruce, head in hands: No, Tim, you can't put a Red Robin sticker on every computer in the house.
Tim: Okay, but why not? It's efficient if no one else uses them. I also put one on the 3rd shelf of the fridge. That's mine now.
Bruce: God what have I done
Bruce: Putting a sticker on the Batmobile will not convince me to let you drive it, Duke.
Duke: Aw man I was sure that'd work. Time to go put a sticker on the Batplane
Bruce: ???
Bruce: Jason, you have a Black Bat sticker on your back.
Jason: What? ...Oh, you have one too.
Tim: Everyone has one somewhere on them. Cass stuck them on without anyone noticing.
Dick, holding back tears: CASSSSSS
Cass: Mine.
Bruce: No, Stephanie, you cannot put a sticker on the entire kitchen and claim it as yours.
Steph: What if I put a sticker on all your wallets and credit cards
Bruce: No
Steph: Will all your money be mine???
Bruce: I already pay for everything you do
Steph: ANSWER THE QUESTION B
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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Prompt 111
Y’all know H2O? Where some people get cursed to turn into merfolk whenever they get water on them? That, but replace water with ectoplasm and merfolk with naga. 
No, Bruce has no idea how they managed to get cursed or how he ended up with an armful of baby snake-person creature thing. At least this one isn’t black-hair and blue-eyes so his kids can’t complain at him. And it’s not his fault they all fell into this, this was supposed to be a vacation while Lucious, Alfred, and Gordon kept an eye on things back in Gotham. 
On the bright side, his children want to snuggle up for once, which he supposes is nice. And Damian seems pleased about it judging by his rambles about snakes. So there’s that. 
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soup-spoonn · 3 months
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The boy at the gala
Danny is not pleased. He was forced to go to this weird party thing with Vlad and he’s been to more exciting school assemblies.
Ever since Vlad adopted him its been conference after conference, party after party, and honestly Danny’s tired of it.
Suddenly, multiple men with guns jumped through the windows, pulling Danny out of his thoughts.
“Everyone here, on the ground!” One of the men yelled, and everyone obliged, panicked.
At this point Danny was so bored, he obliged too.
A man with green hair and annoying clown makeup walked in, a shit eating grin on his face.
“Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!” Then he started monologing while all his annoying goons tied everyone’s hands behind their backs.
He picked up a young girl by her arm and pointed a gun at her face, and that’s when Danny was no longer bored, or annoyed, but pissed.
He stood up slowly, hearing a faint “Daniel, don’t. Daniel, no.” From Vlad.
“Who are you?”
He felt all eyes on him as he continued walking.
“M’name’s Danny.” He said as he walked over slowly, hands still bound behind his back.
“Okay, Danny. Do you have a death wish?” The clown asked, looking annoyed.
“No, but it seems you do.” He neared the clown, who dropped the little girl and doubled over, laughing.
Danny took advantage of this.
He then started sprinting, and threw his knee into the clown’s face. knocking him out with one blow.
“Daniel!”
The man fell backwards with blood seeping out of his, now broken, nose.
Danny also started laughing, “is this guy supposed to be scary? I’ve fought more dangerous grapes than him!”
He spun around to see everyone in shock, hostages, goons, everyone.
Then a man in a black suit with a yellow utility belt came in through the broken window, stopping as he saw what had happened.
“Who’s he? Do I have to knock him out too?” Danny asked as the hostages erupted, yelling at him not to.
Vlad was now towering over him, glaring at him as if he had just committed a crime or something. He didn’t.
“Daniel. Car. Now.”
“Alright, alright. This stupid party was just starting to get exciting though.”
They left the mansion after untying each other’s hands, and Batman watched as the small boy walked reluctantly towards the car that belongs to Vlad Masters.
He watched as the boy turned around and mouthed the word:
help
And got into the car.
I might continue this, idk I just got bored tbh.
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laylaylamode · 11 months
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The second part of this commission, now featuring the Masters Boys! Tension is still present between them but they're slowly coming back around to how they used to be. ☺️ (That, and Dylan is purposely stepping on Bruce's foot. Hence the smug expression. 😂)
Beautiful art by @inesmbravo ! ✨✨✨
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kururu418 · 2 years
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Bruce helps Dorado practice fighting without a weapon. The young titan struggles quite a bit without a sword in his hands, but some friendly advice from Bruce helps him find his footing.
Commission for @laylaylamode​
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flamingpudding · 7 months
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Fictober23 Prompt: 29 - "That's all? Easy."
Fandom: DPxDC
Rating: G
Warnings: -
A/N: I sometimes like to headcannon that Danny is actually a rich kid that doesn't live the rich kid style cause his parents use their money for their research and like to live a simple life. He goes to galas Vlad or Sam drag him to as his parents representative.
Damian had been prepared for another boring Gala to go through. His elder siblings as well as Pennyworth had made sure to take away any sharp blade he had on him beforehand. With the blades gone Damian refused to socialize with high society. What was the point in enduring the torture of pinched cheeks and repeating comments with double meanings and hidden insults as well as the 'boot' lickers, as one of his brothers liked to put it, when he wasn't allowed to return the favor these people were giving him with a quick blade swipe.
So Damian was hanging back, retreating to the corners and shadows of the room where people aside from his family wouldn't notice him. But being there gave him the chance to notice something else. At first Damian didn't think much of it but with the minutes passing he noticed it more and more.
Small colorful page markers.
He started tracking them. Eyes going from person to person as he scanned them for these markers. Always in spots and placements oneself wouldn't notice them on their own as well as by others around them. Sometimes they were even Color matched with the person's outfit.
Damian scanned the hall and his eyes landed on a teenager, younger than Drake but older than him. The other boy was gliding through the people seemingly effortlessly and unnoticed towards the snack table. Once there the teen appeared to be interested in what sort of food the gala was offering.
His eyes narrowed as he eyed the people the teen had passed.
A blue marker by the belt loop of an older gentleman.
Red marker on the purse of the lady dressed in purple.
Green marker on another man's vest.
He was sure these markers weren't on them before. Interesting, he missed before moving towards the teenager by the snack table. The boy by now had piled up one of the small plates high with some of the overhead foods and Damian first felt reminded of everting Todd went to a gala and immediately would go for the foods.
"You are quite sneaky." He spoke up after waiting somewhat politely for the other to acknowledge his presence. Which never happened even after five minutes and Damian having clearly seen the other looking at him from his corner of the eye.
"Oh, what do you mean?" The teen then said after swallowing a bite of food.
"I presume the page markers are what you're doing?"
"Damit, not even an hour in and I am already busted." The teenager muttered and Damian arched an eyebrow. "Look, I don't know whose rich kid you are but will stop as long as you don't tell the fruitloop. I am here to represent my parents and if this fruitloop hears I am playing the game Sam invented for these galas he will-"
"I believe you misunderstood my intention." Damian smirked as he held out a hand. "My family found it adequate to take my blades. So I want in on this 'game' you are playing."
The teenager blinked at Damian before a grin spread across his face. He hurriedly placed his plate on the table before rummaging around in one of his pockets."Well that is a nice change! Your not a stuck up like the other kids here."
A block of green, red and blue page markers were then placed in Damians held out hand. "I am Danny Fenton by the way, representative of Fentonworks."
"Damian Wayne." He answered out of reflex as he inspected the page markers given to him, uncaring if the teen would now start fawning over his last name like he had seen others do before.
"Cool. So want to make it more interesting? This is more fun in a two player setting then one player." Damian inclined his head, not letting the surprise of the other teens lack of reaction towards his name show. Well it looked like Daniel, because what else got the name Danny stand for, would be nice company for this gala.
"Let's make specific targets for each other, maybe even placements. Sam always dares me to do specific things. If one of us gets caught is an automatic loss, the one with the highest successful placements at the end of this gala is the winner."
He smirked. Daniel had no chance, a game like this was easy for him. This was going to be an easy win. His league training as well as the training his father had made him go through was going to give him a clear advantage. He was playing with the thought of giving Daniel a chance by not using certain skills but after the first three targets, Damian decided that that would be unnecessary.
The gala went by faster, the two pointing out specific people or placements of the marketers to each other. They both had surprisingly their fair share of failures as well as success. In the end they both had a draw and were on their last page marker to place.
"This is going to be the final decision between, win, loss or draw." Daniel hyped up the game and Damian shook his head lightly at the others foolishness that reminded him of Jon.
"Well then, it would be only right to select the most difficult targets for each other."
"Well if that's the case, see the guy over there, the one with gray hair and a ponytail? That's the fruitloop. Place your last marker right to the left on his lower back, where his jacket covers over his belt."
Damian arched an eyebrow but the teen only grinned. He smirked if the other wanted to make it apparently difficult then Damian could provide him with a real challenge. "For you target, my father is currently talking to this 'fruitloop' as you call him. Place the marker on his back on his left shoulder blade."
Daniel would not be able to so, his father was vigilant and despite his act, very aware of his surroundings. His newly made gala acquaintance would fail and Damian would be the winner of this game.
"That's all? Easy."
The two boy's started to move towards the two adults. They shared one last glance before splitting up slightly in two different directions to approach their targets. Damian was close, his steps silent as he neared his target the 'fruitloop'. The page marker was tagged to the tip of one of his fingers. Once he was close enough he would be able to place it without even having to get too close.
His father noticed him and Damian gave him a polite smile as he moved like he was going to pass the man in his way towards his father. He did however not anticipate for his target to place his hand on the hip obscuring his target placement. Damian's hand instantly hid his hand behind his back transferring the page tag to his other hand and unconsciously clicked his tongue. He would have to try again.
"Fruitloop! Who are you talking to?!" He heard Daniel shout out of nowhere suddenly, his head wiping around to see the other clapping his hand on his fathers shoulder. The shoulder where he had told the other to place the marker. Damian ground his teeth. He was not going to accept a loss here.
"Daniel! Where are your manners?! This is Bruce Wayne. CEO of Wayne Enterprise. I am so sorry Mr.Wayne."
"No worries Mr.Masters. He is just like how my sons were at his age. It is good for teens to be so full of energy."
Damian narrowed his eyes as the other teen gave him a peace sign and mouthed the words 'I won.' As the adults returned to their discussion Damian glared at Daniel, his last page tag crumpled in his hand, he switched to stand on his fathers other side so that he was next to the teen now.
"I demand a rematch." He hissed agitated, to which Daniel only grinned wider. "Sure. The next time we see each other at a gala again. I will have two packs ready for our rematch."
Later that night when Damian had returned home from the Gala, he took off his jacket only to notice something green peaking through the folds of it. As he lifted it to inspect where the Color on it game from his eyes narrowed and his grip on the jacket tightened. On his jacked he found several green page markers tagged on it one of them even had a little ghost drawn on it. "Well played Fenton, well played."
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satoshy12 · 5 months
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Danny Fenton and his Aunts bad taste in Man.
Jack Fenton is the son of Ra's al-Ghul, who left the league.
Jack made sure the family stayed a big family! with family meetings! Between him, his siblings, and his father
Danny and the rest of Amity Park have no idea about Heroes and Justice League. They never cared to know the names of S-Man, swimsuit women, or Red Blur.
Ra doesn't need a Heir, I mean he wouldn't die, his grandson Phantom body and amity park showed him that.
Jack al Ghul would still talk a few times with his father and baby siblings. So Jack would force Talia, Nyssa, Dusan, and the rest to join them for dinner with the Fentons.
While at one of the dinners, Danny heard something from his uncle Dusan.
And all started when Danny heard something he had never heard about. His two aunts were dating a creeps!
All Danny had to learn was that his aunts were dating a billionaire; the first thing was to look and make sure they would be okay. And they wouldn't try to change his aunts, like Vlad did in the Alternative Time Line. (The Masters of All Time).
And to make sure they aren't like Vlad, Danny has to look after his family after all.
They seem to fail, as both have a secret base in their house.
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Yeah, Danny is totally against his poor aunts dating them, and he would talk to them about it. They can do much better!
Ra had a good laugh, as he learned the boy had pics to show how creepy they are with a secret base! And made it worse by saying how both tried to change his aunts. (Talia with bruce)
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ghost-bxrd · 6 months
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Prototype of the Mockingjay suit inspired by the versions of @cyrwrites and @investyourlove1019
For a short while Gothamites only know/refer to him as “Anti-Robin” or “Robin’s Evil Twin”.
Criminals quickly learn to be wary of this violent little gremlin and absolutely terrified of the Red Hood who follows in his wake.
“If it’s child shaped and doing flips off buildings it’s either Robin or his Evil Twin. Don’t stay to find out which, just fuckin’ run. At best you’re facing the Bat, at worst…”
— excerpt of a recording recovered from the smoking remains of one of Black Mask’s bases, The Antithesis of Magic
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