Bi Batman Headcanons

Bi batman headcanons

He always knew he liked boys too, but was too scared to tell his parents/Alfie

He had a crush on a boy in his class, that boy turned out to be the son of the biggest homophobe in gotham

The first person he told was Kate

He was scared out of his mind but he and Kate can talk about everything

This is when Kate came out to him

They laugh at this to this day

When he was fourteen he started to get rebellious and kissing boys and girls in the school hallways

He and Selina met and became bffs the second they looked at eachother

When he came out to Alfie he cried and had aleady packed his bags

Alfie cried too, he loves his son

He had a stable relationship with a boy when he was 16, his name was Alex, he died by the hands of Ra's al ghul (yes this fits in my teen batman au shut up)

He met Harvey Dent, friends to lovers to enemies (to friends)

Of course he had girlfriends in the meantime

When he was Batman he didnt feel the need to come out, he saw what the media did to Bruce Wayne and he didnt want that again

But then someone on twitter said somee bullshit homophobic shit

He couldnt let the oppertunity go

He tweeted: Bitch, im bi

It was topmedia news

It became a meme

The league was supportive

Some members may have asked for dates

After that Batman became a bisexual icon

Many young/teen heroes come for his advise about sexuality and coming out

His kids all had a very pleasent coming out, the trick being they didnt need to

This is it for now, there will be more

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Headcanons about Star Sapphire Bruce pt. 1

(bc I can't stop thinking about this, also ft. Batwoman Kate)

Kate and Bruce have the Introvert/Extrovert brainwave

Bruce didn't get his ring until about a year after Kate put on the cowl

"Brucie" acts bubbly, loud, and social

Bruce has ptsd (ptss), minor depression, and anxiety (and by extension night terrors)

Bruce sometimes prefers to be alone, rather than with his loved one and he kinda beats himself up over that

Bi/Pan Bruce, bc I can and will

One time during a mission, the Watchtower had been compromised and the league was freaking out about where they could go, and suddenly Kate sighs and goes "I know a place...."

They expect it to be an apartment or warehouse (or as Barry thought, a literal cave)

She brings them to the mansion

Alfred opens the door and doesn't even blink when he sees the group of costumed adults

Bruce is in dining room, watching Dick try to figure out how to cook in the kitchen

Hal sees a nice ass in legging and slides up like "Hey sweetheart~"

Bruce turns around

Hal is surprised but not upset

Bruce greets them all while casually kicking a sword under the couch

The manor is full of pictures

The fridge is covered is report cards, art, reminders, calendars, etc.

They all get settled in and immediately bombard Kate with questions

"Who is he?" "Is that Bruce Wayne?!" "How do you know him?!" "Does he know who you are?" "Hal are you bi?" "Yeah?" "Cool"

All of them fail to notice the young kid glaring at them from the doorway until about 20 minutes into the meeting

(@catboybatman)

jace fox is trans p sure

........t-twelve.....

gonna write my own overly specific and seemingly arbitrary do not interact

for a sad prompt or idea(if it’s not you’re style or not comfortable you don’t have to do it)

Tim who’s been stressing and stuggling with his place in the batfam after Bruce came back. Like he and Dick never talked about the whole replacing Tim with Damian and calling him crazy. Like Tim who’s tired of being bullied by Damian, called replacement and Pretender by Dick, not getting acknowledged like his brothers by Bruce. Tim just sad realizing no one cares about him and this isn’t home anymore. So he goes back to Drake Manor and no one notices. Like Tim goes back to his empty childhood home sad and something happens and the family realizes that they didn’t treat Tim right and they feel guilty....idk just sum sad Tim and guilty batfam

I hope you like this, I tried my best and ik I kinda did a lazy ending but hey, it's self indulgent.

Tim was getting tired of it all. 

Tim was tired of it all. 

At first, he understood. It can be hard to come into a new setting with a bunch of people you feel the need to compete with, so he understood where Damian was. 

He understood that at times, Dick's humor was weird. He didn't mean anything by it. 

He understood everyone being busy and the entire family being chaos incarnate. 

He didn't understand why he was being ignored. It was like he never existed. His siblings, once loud and inclusive, had now kept to their own groups within the family, none of which included Tim. 

Duke was nice, but it was kind of hard to hang out with someone who was feeling sympathetic for him and his loneliness. It's not pity, he had to remind himself. 

He tried hanging out with them, he really did. He tried to ask Dick about his police work, which ended in Dick being reminded of police paper-work that he had yet to finish. He tried going to Jason only to get a scoff and a 

"yeah right, go bother someone else, replacement."

He didn't want to even bother with Damian, knowing that the boy would just glare at him and insult him. So he went to Cass & Stephanie, who promptly kicked him out because they were having a "private girl moment", aka talking shit about everyone and everything. He didn't have the energy to do that today anyway. 

The next person he went to was Bruce, busy as always. 

"Hey Bruce?"

"Hm?"

"Can you help me with some CEO stuff?"

"......Sorry, Tim. I'm really busy with this paperwork, but I'll help you later, okay?"

".........yeah. Okay."

He would've helped Alfred cook, but that was the only personal time he got away from this mess of a family. Alfred deserved his personal time. 

After about two days of "No, Tim", and "Go away, Tim", or "Sorry, Tim, not right now", he was done. He went upstairs. Grabbed his bags, packed them, and walked down the stairs. 

'This is their last chance,' he thought to himself, walking just a little bit slower in hopes that someone, anyone, would notice and say "Tim, stop!", "Tim, don't leave!", "We love you, Tim!". But alas, no such luck. He reached the front doors without so much as a "Hey!". 

So he left. We walked down the ridiculously long road, down the ridiculously long street, and back to the beginning of his life. His nightmarish, sad, apparently lonely, life. 

Drake Manor. Cold and empty as always, but at least he didn't have to pretend to be alone. He actually was alone, now. Fuck. 

It took two days for Bruce to sit down at dinner and ask, 

"Where's Tim?"

This of course started a panic. Searching the manor from top to bottom, looking around town, asking his school friends about him. Nobody found anything. Just as Jason grabbed his helmet, wanting to go interrogate someone who wouldn't even know where his brother was, Dick's eyebrows shot up and he gasped. 

"What?!"

".....Drake Manor." Bruce nodded sadly, 

"He's probably there. Let's go."

They found him, they talked, Tim yelled, a lot of people cried, and they ended the long night with an even longer hug. They each said they were sorry and Bruce told him he would never be ignored again. 

'That therapy sounds pretty good right about now.' Tim though as he walked back to Wayne Manor, family surrounding him on all sides.