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Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

As for Dick being his bio kid there is only like 17 year age difference between those two. Who would he have been romantically attracted to at that time? Also if he did have Dick at 17 that would have a major effect on Bruce’s life as a social elite and his plans to train with the best around the world.

Jason some how I feel fits Bruce having feelings for Harvey Dent Or Catwoman.

Tim I say we keep as cannon stalker kid who stepped in when Jason died. Same with keeping Barbara, Steph and Duke as not his with cannon backstory. Cass I’m not sure.

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Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

Jason gets adopted at 10 a few months after Dick leaves. Bruce actually makes him ask permission to become Robin or he has to pick his own name.

Around 12-13 he's trained and becomes Robin.

Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

Talia didn’t give birth to Dami :3

That skips some angst, so i am enjoying it.

If we wanna add some angst for flavour tho, maybe rewrite canon so Kon is his bio son, but bruce is ashamed of him cuz Lois is with Clark and thats his bestie he shouldnt be feeling like that, so make him hate himself a lil for his desire to have a child, maybe hide away or cast away Kon. Alfred convinces him to blame it on Lex or smth as that’d make more sense (trying to get a taste of canon and mold it to my will).

Cant make all the kids his, but i wanna make at least Dick his, even tho it wouldnt really make sense

Possibly Cass but I like her backstory.

I believe you did do something similar but trans Bruce who Alfred doesn't actually know is Trans.

How?

Well Alfred is much younger in this. He only started working for the Waynes about a year before their deaths. Leslie was the old friend of the family, along with Lucius, and sometimes Gordon, that raised Bruce.

Wayne Manor remains fully staffed up until Bruce runs away. At which point, most of the staff are laid off and the grounds are closed until Bruce either returns or is declared dead.

Alfred is the one servant who stays to keep the grounds, not wanting to return to Britain for family reasons.

Bruce returns as a very butch woman due to her training and no one remembers enough to bring it up. Alfred doesn't know and still doesn't leave, automatically becoming head of staff.

I don't know where I'm going with this....

Just gonna arrange a few things (purely for my own sake, don't mind me):

Alfred joins the staff a year before the Waynes die.

Leslie, Lucius, and Gordon are tag-teaming raising Bruce.

Alfred is just the butler. He manages the estate under Leslie's purview.

Bruce left Gotham when she was thirteen/fourteen, was still an a rather androgenous kid when she left.

Bruce returns, no one is any the wiser (except for Leslie, Lucius, and Gordon).

(Alfred is a bit orientalist for a second, tw, in the paragraph beginning 'they fall back into silence'.)

Alfred purses his mouth slightly, calling on his years of service to stitch up the slice cutting across Miss Wayne's bicep. The mistress of the house lazes in the chair (ergonomic, on Alfred's insistence) that lives in front of the on-theme batcomputer, various news reports playing across most of the dozen screens stacked high and wide across the expansive stretch of desk.

At once, the clamouring noise cuts out, as all of the screens are silenced by a decisive tap on the keyboard, followed by a pensive, rhythmic drumming of her fingertips on the metal surface.

Alfred glances at her pinched expression, then up to the screen, all discussing The Batman, and the fight earlier this evening against Poison Ivy, the former botanist Pamela Isley. His mistress was lucky to escape with merely a cut.

"Is it wrong," Miss Wayne hums, "for me to be so annoyed that I was immediately dubbed Batman?"

"The biases of the general populus are a fickle thing, madam."

The chuckle he recieves is bitter. "Indeed, Alfred."

They fall back into silence, for a few minutes, anyway, as Alfred continues to stitch her arm back together, allowing himself to take his time and ensure his sutures are neat, closely lined together, one of his better pieces of work. Miss Wayne really does not need another nasty scar, he thinks, glancing towards the two gnarled scars peeking out from beneath her bra. A peculiar placement, he will admit, but he knows but a fraction of the lengths she went to during her training. He's heard of all sorts of funny practices from the East, saw them himself in his service, and does not like to think what she experienced in their company.

"Is it so obvious?" Bruce asks, eventually. "I thought I passed."

Alfred chuckles, entirely clueless as to her meaning. "I'm sure you passed with flying colours, ma'am."

She stiffens slightly, and he lifts his eyes to give her a puzzled look. "Ma'am?"

"Alfred, do you not..."

"Not?"

A quick glance over rewards him with no inclination as to why she seems to peturbed, so he resolves himself to wait until it is revealed in words.

"Alfred, why do you think they call me the Batman?"

He finishes his last stitch and tidies up his materials, before leaning back in his chair to look at the collection of news reports still playing, simply silenced.

"Well. I am not exactly young, Miss Wayne, and I've seen a lot change in my time. Certainly, in my day, the idea that a woman be the one galivanting around in a Bat costume would be proposterous." He keeps it to himself that he agrees that the Bat costume is a tadd eccentric, even if he finds less fault in Miss Wayne being the one behind the mask. "In some areas, society has progressed. In others, and very much those same ones, people have not."

"Biases," Bruce mumbles, a sparkle lighting in her eye.

"Indeed."

"You think I am referred to as the Batman because they can't imagine a woman being the one behind the cowl."

"Aye."

She stands now, practically leaping from her chair, and for propriety's sake, Alfred raises his old bones too.

"And I am that woman behind the cowl."

Alfred quirks his lip. "Unless you have something to tell me, ma'am."

"No. No. No, Alfred, I have nothing to tell you." Bruce smiles at him, elated, by all appearances, then turns around and tears up to the manor, leaving him in her dust.

He watches after her, feeling his brow furrow, and sighs before turning back to close down the computer.

Basically Jason disguises himself as a boy to be safer on the streets(but also he just likes being seen as a boy even though he doesn't really understand why) so when Batman finds him stealing tires and asks for his name he just says the first name that pops into his head, Jason.

And then when Batman eventually takes Jason home and reveals that she's a woman Jason is simultaneously surprised and in awe of Bruce.

He isn't aware of transness as a concept but there's just a vibe around his new adoptive mom that makes him feel safe and he really struggles with if he should come clean. After all if Jason was only presenting as a boy to be safe on the streets and he's living somewhere safe now why should he continue to pretend at home? Obviously it's okay for him to present as a boy as Robin and even to have short hair and wear boy clothes at home even if he's a girl, if it isn't Bruce would be a massive hypocrite.

Even Alfred doesn't have an issue with Bruce's masculine presentation as a woman so maybe it would be okay for him to just be a masculine girl. Bruce even has a more traditionally masculine name so maybe he wouldn't even have to go back to going by (deadname). He could manage as a masculine girl named Jason, right?

He's not sure why he's so reluctant to just fess up to the lies and try to be normal again. Being a girl wasn't that bad, was it? Sure Willis didn't love that he hated skirts and dresses but he accepted the answer of just being practical unless it was the few occasions they went to church and then even Catherine insisted he dress up nice and wear the dress is father had worked so hard to pay for. (He would've been just fine wearing the polo shirt he thrifted for picture day with his allowance and his nicest jeans but he couldn't argue with that kind of guilt or the smiles on his parents faces when he actually looked the part of "daughter".)

What if Bruce was like that too? She didn't go to church and seemed unlikely to argue with reasoning of practicality for everyday clothes. But what if he told her and he had to go with her to a gala or something. Would he have to wear a dress then? The thought of it made Jason shudder. Even the dresses he'd worn that weren't downright itchy still made him uncomfortable and he could never figure out how to fix it.

No he would keep his secret a little longer and try to get more insight into how Bruce would react.

At least that was the plan. But barely half a year into living with Bruce—finally enough training under his belt that he was actually going out as Robin(!!!)—he started to notice some changes to his body. He was eating well for the first time in years and he was gaining weight, muscle as well as fat due to his training for Robin, but sone of that fat was settling right onto his chest and it made Jason want to scream and claw it off.

He stole several rolls of bandages from the medbay in the Cave and started binding his chest to hide them. Even if he didn't need to hide the changes from Bruce, he couldn't stand seeing his chest look like that. The sight of those lumps made him want to throw up. Wearing a shirt didn't help. He needed to keep them wrapped up tight. It didn't matter if he couldn't breathe as easily with the bandages on because he could barely breathe from the anxiety that seeing himself without the bandages caused anyways.

He was an absolute mess of emotions but he refused to let it stop him from being Robin or attending school.

But then one night something happened that no one had prepared him for.

Jason woke up from an unpleasant dream to a feeling like he had wet the bed.

Quickly rolling out of bed and turning on his bedside lamp, what he saw on his sheets left him horrified. Blood. So much blood. Oh God was he dying?

"BRUCE!" he screamed, suddenly doubling over from an intense pain in his lower abdomen.

"BRUCE!" he called out again as he started to sob.

The sound of running footsteps proceeded his door being thrown open.

"Jason?" asked his adoptive mother, her voice full of concern.

He sobbed and ran to her.

"I think I'm dying," he wailed as he hid his face in her shirt.

"Jason, honey, what's going on?" Bruce asked as her hands came to rest on his shoulders. Then she saw the blood soaked sheets. Glancing down at her son she could see his pajama pants similarly stained.

"I don't know," Jason cried, "I don't know, Mama, I don't know!"

Bruce's heart soared at the name her son had just called her, but she was worried. She had her suspicions that Jason may be trans, but didn't know how to approach the topic.

She kneeled on the carpet and pulled her sobbing son closer.

"Everything will be ok, Jaylad," she says into his hair, "I'm here, we'll figure it out."

Jason's arms wrap around her neck and she considers picking him up, but she doesn't want to make him feel trapped.

"Do you know where the blood is coming from?" she asks gently.

Jason shakes his head.

"Do you have any injuries I don't know about? Does anything hurt?"

Jason shakes his head again, then pauses.

"…tummy hurts…" he whispers.

Bruce pulls away slightly, "Yeah? Can you show me where?"

Jason puts his hand on his lower abdomen and winces.

At this point, Bruce's suspicions have pretty much been confirmed.

Bruce sighs, hoping that she's right, and that she doesn't scare her son.

"Honey, do you know what a period is?" Bruce asks. Seeing a look of confusion she adds, "Menstruation?"

Jason just looks even more concerned.

Internally Bruce is trying to think of a way to explain that won't invalidate Jason's gender. She wants to reassure him that there's nothing to worry about, that it's completely natural but at the same time she knows from experience that just because something is natural doesn't mean it's all ok. The horror of the situation could very likely shift to a feeling of dysphoria at any moment. Not to mention a fear of being forced to live as a gender that he isn't.

Finally she leads with, "You're not dying. Puberty affects different kids in different ways. For some kids that means that every month they menstruate. It can be pretty painful and it involves around 3-7 days of bleeding for most people."

She sees a look of understanding on his face that quickly shifts to a look of guilt and fear.

"…you mean girls…," Jason says looking at the floor, "…girls going through puberty menstruate."

"Not necessarily," Bruce responds, "I didn't. And just because you have one doesn't mean you're a girl."

"Doesn't it? I mean I am a girl I've just been pretending. My name's not even really Jason."

"Is there another name that you would prefer to go by?"

Jason blinks, "I mean, …no. I was kind of hoping when you eventually found out I was a girl you'd still let me go by Jason."

"It's your name, honey," Bruce responds, "I don't get a say in it."

"You don't?" Jason seems confused.

"I don't," she affirms.

"So then you wouldn't care if I keep wearing boy clothes either?" Jason says kind of hopefully.

"Of course not. For that matter I wouldn't care if you are a boy or want to continue presenting as one completely," Bruce says.

"You wouldn't? Why not? I'm supposed to be a girl," Jason says conflicted.

"I'm not too concerned with what you're supposed to be, Jason. I want you to be what makes you feel the safest and happiest," she explains.

"It doesn't matter what I want if I can't stop my body from doing this," Jason sobs as he tears open his pajama shirt.

Bruce sees the bandages wrapped around Jason's chest and how they restrict his breathing aa he sobs.

Her brow creases with worry, "Oh, honey. Jaylad, how long have you been dealing with this alone? That can't feel good on your ribs," she places a hand on Jason's shoulder, "there's medicine we can get you to help with the physical changes from puberty that you don't like and don't want. And surgeries we can pursue to deal with some of the changes that have already happened. We can even get you on Testosterone eventually if you want to go through the puberty for boys."

"You mean, you mean I can be a boy? Even if i was born a girl?," Jason asks, his eyes sparkling.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Bruce whispers, leaning in close.

Jason nods.

"I wasn't born a girl."

Jason's eyes widen and he smiles, "Really?"

"Really," she smiles back, "We can talk more about what options are available for you later, right now what concerns me the most is how long you've been binding using bandages and that you're still covered in blood. How about I start running you a bath, and you unwrap your chest to give your ribs a break?"

Jason hesitates.

"I know son, I know. It hurts to see your body not look like how you feel inside, doesn't it?"

He nods.

"We can look into some safer binding options tomorrow. But I have to warn you that it's unsafe to bind 24/7."

Jason face falls again.

"Between hormones and surgery, I promise you that your chest won't be like that forever. We'll figure it out. And I don't know everything, there could be options I'm unaware of that are safe for longterm wearing and effectively flatten the chest. We'll have plenty of time to look into it tomorrow," Bruce reassures him.

"But I have school tomorrow."

"I'm calling you in sick, I don't want you to have to navigate all of this while trying to pay attention in class."

"But you said it's going to happen every month," Jason says distraught.

"So I will call you in sick every month if I have to," she answers.

"You'd do that for me?"

"And so much more, sweet boy," she says, kissing his forehead, "now I'm going to run you a bath. Please take off your bandages for now. You can put on a shirt for the bath so you don't have to look at them. You can borrow some of Dick's old clothes if you want? Looser clothes should help obscure it."

Jason takes off his bandages and has a nice bath. Then they go have cookies and hot chocolate. When Alfred comes to grab the bloody sheets he just asks if the young sir needs a hot water bottle.

They spend several hours searching online and ordering several binders, period underwear that's shaped like boxers and boxers that can hold pads. Then they find trans tape and Jason is ecstatic.

Dick is nonbinary and uses he/they/she pronouns. His boyfriend Wally is trans and offers hand me downs and tips.

No one is really sure if Alfred doesn't care about his trans employers or is somehow completely oblivious. Whatever the case he is very respectful.

Jason starts hormone blockers within a few months and is supposed to start testosterone in a few years when he starts middle school. Hormone blockers and T are able to stop his period and shrink his chest a bit but he does end up getting top surgery in high school.

No dying because Mama Bruce loves her trans son unconditionally.