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Hello,
This is a Bruce Wayne roleplay account.
I am the owner and heir of Wayne Industries. I am the founder of and top contributor to Wayne foundations. We strive to create a better future for Gotham, and help those who need it. I welcome you to interact as you see fit.
- Bruce Wayne
• Bruce Wayne
• February 19th || 48 Years Old
• Role-play Account
• Friendly || Love interaction
• Apologies if anything is OOC
CREEPS
PROSHIPPERS
Do you have any other accounts mun?
OOC: I do! I have @talon-grayson13 and @subject-38 and @tubebaby! My talon Grayson and subject 38 is just me spreading my talon propaganda lmao. My 38 one is just slightly more gory as a forewarning!
How does one get into roleplay like this?
OOC: Honestly for me it was making silly crack posts, but also interacting with other accounts, I lucked out cause one of my friends has a more popular blog so interacting with them, got interaction from others! It can also help roleplaying popular characters too! Like this blog gets a lot more interaction compared to my other ones! Sometimes it can help to send yourself random asks so people know that you’re willing to answer them too!
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
[Tim let Bruce take Julie. As soon as he wasn't holding her anymore Bruce could see he was trembling. He could also see that Tim's hands were raw. He glanced at the food but he didn't feel like eating. He should, Tim couldn't think of the last time he ate but he didn't want to. Tim smiled softly as he looked back at Bruce and Julie. She had settled in his arms rather quickly. Tim signed "she likes you B" ]
He caught the shaking, frowning at seeing how raw his hands had been. He smiled just a little when he had signed about her liking him. He rocked the child with one arm before reaching out to gently run his fingers through Tim’s hair. He hummed softly as he did so, trying to soothe.
[Tim leaned into the touch as he always did. He had always liked when his hair was toyed with, it just felt nice. Talking still felt wrong but he should talk. He wanted to talk to his dad. ]
'm sorry B
[Tim watched Julie, she was playing with his shirt. She was just a baby. His baby. ]
“Don’t. Don’t you dare apologize.” He said firmly. He kneeled down setting a hand on his shoulder. “You aren’t alone. We’ll figure this out. I promise.” He cupped his head pressing a kiss to his hair line. “Itll be okay kiddo. I’m here. It’ll be okay.” He hugged the other tightly still muttering soft reassurances.
[Tim rested his head against Bruce's shoulder. His voice waved ever so slightly, something only a bat or Danny would notice.]
He died in my arms B.
[If Tim was crying he didn't realize it.]
I.. I cleaned out the lab for him.
He cursed under his breath. “Oh Timmy..gods I’m so sorry.” He started. He carefully pulled him into a tight hug tucking him safely into him. He still cradled his head running his fingers through his hair. “He’s..for sure dead.? I know those talons can..can be well not normal in the dying department.”
I don't know, I.. I put him in a cryo chamber but- dad.. I don't- I don't know if I'm making the right choice..
[Tim ran a hand through his hair.]
I don't even know if it matters. He could be dead dead and I'm just preserving the corpse of my son and I just wouldn't know for gods know how long! Is it even fair to bring him back like that? Dad I- I don't know what I'm doing..
“Hey hey okay. Take a deep breath with me yeah? In through your nose. Hold, and let out your mouth baby. This whole situation is hard..and honestly it feels almost impossible but you can’t second guess yourself. Remember? If you make a choice you stay strong with it. If it isn’t supposed to happen then you can’t make it happen. It’ll find ways to do it itself. The waiting is always the difficult part. You just have to stay as sane as you can till the waiting is over. You’re a smart kid. You’re brave and kind. You’ll figure this out, even if it seems impossible you will figure this out. I will help you, and so will your siblings. We’re all here with you.”
[Tim held onto Bruce breathing how he was told to. He pressed his head into Bruce's shoulder.]
I know, I.. I just don't want to hurt him more B. He died peacefully. I don't know if it's right of me to take that from him.
[Tim paused letting out a deep breath as he caressed Julie's face. ]
I want him back Dad but I don't want him to suffer because of it.
“Oh sweetheart..” He said softly gently stroking his cheek his heart breaking for his son. The worst part was he couldn’t fix this. As much as he’d want to he couldn’t.
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
[Tim let Bruce take Julie. As soon as he wasn't holding her anymore Bruce could see he was trembling. He could also see that Tim's hands were raw. He glanced at the food but he didn't feel like eating. He should, Tim couldn't think of the last time he ate but he didn't want to. Tim smiled softly as he looked back at Bruce and Julie. She had settled in his arms rather quickly. Tim signed "she likes you B" ]
He caught the shaking, frowning at seeing how raw his hands had been. He smiled just a little when he had signed about her liking him. He rocked the child with one arm before reaching out to gently run his fingers through Tim’s hair. He hummed softly as he did so, trying to soothe.
[Tim leaned into the touch as he always did. He had always liked when his hair was toyed with, it just felt nice. Talking still felt wrong but he should talk. He wanted to talk to his dad. ]
'm sorry B
[Tim watched Julie, she was playing with his shirt. She was just a baby. His baby. ]
“Don’t. Don’t you dare apologize.” He said firmly. He kneeled down setting a hand on his shoulder. “You aren’t alone. We’ll figure this out. I promise.” He cupped his head pressing a kiss to his hair line. “Itll be okay kiddo. I’m here. It’ll be okay.” He hugged the other tightly still muttering soft reassurances.
[Tim rested his head against Bruce's shoulder. His voice waved ever so slightly, something only a bat or Danny would notice.]
He died in my arms B.
[If Tim was crying he didn't realize it.]
I.. I cleaned out the lab for him.
He cursed under his breath. “Oh Timmy..gods I’m so sorry.” He started. He carefully pulled him into a tight hug tucking him safely into him. He still cradled his head running his fingers through his hair. “He’s..for sure dead.? I know those talons can..can be well not normal in the dying department.”
I don't know, I.. I put him in a cryo chamber but- dad.. I don't- I don't know if I'm making the right choice..
[Tim ran a hand through his hair.]
I don't even know if it matters. He could be dead dead and I'm just preserving the corpse of my son and I just wouldn't know for gods know how long! Is it even fair to bring him back like that? Dad I- I don't know what I'm doing..
“Hey hey okay. Take a deep breath with me yeah? In through your nose. Hold, and let out your mouth baby. This whole situation is hard..and honestly it feels almost impossible but you can’t second guess yourself. Remember? If you make a choice you stay strong with it. If it isn’t supposed to happen then you can’t make it happen. It’ll find ways to do it itself. The waiting is always the difficult part. You just have to stay as sane as you can till the waiting is over. You’re a smart kid. You’re brave and kind. You’ll figure this out, even if it seems impossible you will figure this out. I will help you, and so will your siblings. We’re all here with you.”
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
[Tim let Bruce take Julie. As soon as he wasn't holding her anymore Bruce could see he was trembling. He could also see that Tim's hands were raw. He glanced at the food but he didn't feel like eating. He should, Tim couldn't think of the last time he ate but he didn't want to. Tim smiled softly as he looked back at Bruce and Julie. She had settled in his arms rather quickly. Tim signed "she likes you B" ]
He caught the shaking, frowning at seeing how raw his hands had been. He smiled just a little when he had signed about her liking him. He rocked the child with one arm before reaching out to gently run his fingers through Tim’s hair. He hummed softly as he did so, trying to soothe.
[Tim leaned into the touch as he always did. He had always liked when his hair was toyed with, it just felt nice. Talking still felt wrong but he should talk. He wanted to talk to his dad. ]
'm sorry B
[Tim watched Julie, she was playing with his shirt. She was just a baby. His baby. ]
“Don’t. Don’t you dare apologize.” He said firmly. He kneeled down setting a hand on his shoulder. “You aren’t alone. We’ll figure this out. I promise.” He cupped his head pressing a kiss to his hair line. “Itll be okay kiddo. I’m here. It’ll be okay.” He hugged the other tightly still muttering soft reassurances.
[Tim rested his head against Bruce's shoulder. His voice waved ever so slightly, something only a bat or Danny would notice.]
He died in my arms B.
[If Tim was crying he didn't realize it.]
I.. I cleaned out the lab for him.
He cursed under his breath. “Oh Timmy..gods I’m so sorry.” He started. He carefully pulled him into a tight hug tucking him safely into him. He still cradled his head running his fingers through his hair. “He’s..for sure dead.? I know those talons can..can be well not normal in the dying department.”
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
[Tim let Bruce take Julie. As soon as he wasn't holding her anymore Bruce could see he was trembling. He could also see that Tim's hands were raw. He glanced at the food but he didn't feel like eating. He should, Tim couldn't think of the last time he ate but he didn't want to. Tim smiled softly as he looked back at Bruce and Julie. She had settled in his arms rather quickly. Tim signed "she likes you B" ]
He caught the shaking, frowning at seeing how raw his hands had been. He smiled just a little when he had signed about her liking him. He rocked the child with one arm before reaching out to gently run his fingers through Tim’s hair. He hummed softly as he did so, trying to soothe.
[Tim leaned into the touch as he always did. He had always liked when his hair was toyed with, it just felt nice. Talking still felt wrong but he should talk. He wanted to talk to his dad. ]
'm sorry B
[Tim watched Julie, she was playing with his shirt. She was just a baby. His baby. ]
“Don’t. Don’t you dare apologize.” He said firmly. He kneeled down setting a hand on his shoulder. “You aren’t alone. We’ll figure this out. I promise.” He cupped his head pressing a kiss to his hair line. “Itll be okay kiddo. I’m here. It’ll be okay.” He hugged the other tightly still muttering soft reassurances.
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
[Tim let Bruce take Julie. As soon as he wasn't holding her anymore Bruce could see he was trembling. He could also see that Tim's hands were raw. He glanced at the food but he didn't feel like eating. He should, Tim couldn't think of the last time he ate but he didn't want to. Tim smiled softly as he looked back at Bruce and Julie. She had settled in his arms rather quickly. Tim signed "she likes you B" ]
He caught the shaking, frowning at seeing how raw his hands had been. He smiled just a little when he had signed about her liking him. He rocked the child with one arm before reaching out to gently run his fingers through Tim’s hair. He hummed softly as he did so, trying to soothe.
Bruce had heard slightly of what happened. His heart ached for his kid. He knew what that grief of loosing a kid felt like. It had been the same he’d felt with Jason. So he had Alfred whip of some comfort food and baked goods and he took it with him. Carefully knocking on Tim’s door.
[Tim let Bruce in. Tim smiled at him though he didn't say anything. Tim didn't feel like talking. He looked tired, more put together than before but tired. When he wasn't with Danny he was cleaning the lab. When that was finally completed, and Tim had no reason to stay in the lab longer aside from staring at his son, he went to get Julie. Tim held the baby who was currently preoccupied pulling at and playing with Tim's tie. No matter what, Tim always had to dress the part. If he looked put together, he could act like it and Tim was a good actor. ]
[Tim was glad his dad was here.]
Bruce took in his son. Sure he was put together but he looked absolutely drained. He set the food down carefully, taking the foil off the plate that Alfred had put over it. He grabbed the silver ware he brought setting it on the plate. When he stepped back over he offered to take the baby so Tim could have a moment to breathe and to eat. He had caught on to Tim not feeling in the speaking mood. So he didn’t push it. Bruce was well versed in non verbal spells, he’d had a few of his own, all of the bats or at least most of them were trained in sign anyway if something important needed to be addressed.
Happy Birthday Sir Bruce! I hope you have a happy rest of the year!
Sorry for the late reply, but thank you!! How are you holding up? I heard about the baby
Ah! Yes, We've been holding up quite well, her name is Julie, maybe sometime in the future you can meet her Mr Bruce!
I would love to! I’m glad you both are doing well, a baby is definitely new territory.
