#Thomas and Martha love all their grandkids

[afewnovelideas]

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Robin (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Beetlejuice (1988), Detective Comics (Comics), DCU, Batman - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Martha Wayne/Thomas Wayne, Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth, Alfred Pennyworth & Martha Wayne & Thomas Wayne Characters: Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Tim Drake, Alfred Pennyworth, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Crossover, Crack Crossover, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Alternate Universe - Fusion, Alternate Universe - Beetlejuice (1988) Fusion, Beetlejuice References, Batfamily Bonding (DCU), Weird Plot Shit, Not Beta Read, Alternate Universe - Ghosts, Ghosts, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Tim Drake-centric, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Grandparents & Grandchildren, Neitherworld (Beetlejuice), Martha Wayne and Thomas Wayne Live, Meet the Family, Family Feels, Family Bonding, Good Grandparent Alfred Pennyworth, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Batfamily-centric (DCU), Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Wayne Family (DCU), Wayne Family Drama (DCU), Martha and Thomas Wayne - Freeform, Dead Martha Wayne and Thomas Wayne, it's complicated - Freeform Summary:

Thomas and Martha Wayne died in Crime Alley... but then they walked through the front doors of Wayne Manor over thirty years later? No one is quite sure what the heck is going on, but perhaps a grandchild (or several) can help them?

[bruciemilf]

ope don't mind me i'm just gonna-- *sets this down next to your constantine post*

The batkids have all fallen in line like Thomas is their superior officer and they've all basically decided Dick is getting thrown on the pyre (because cop) when Jason slowly raises his hand like he's back in school.

Jason, who lives for chaos, putting on the Sad Orphan Eyes that Dick taught all of them how to do, saying "Abuelo, you know I died? The clown who killed me is still alive."

All the other kids jump in with "oh he's right nonno" etc etc "don't worry bambini your nonno will take care of it" etc etc

(and while Thomas and Martha aren't exactly thrilled Jason is a crime lord, he's so much better at it than fucking Carmine. So the boy is ambitious! There are worse things to be. Thomas then slips Jason a fiver when Bruce isn't looking like grandparents do)

((also also the kids calling martha and thomas grandma/grandpa in whatever other language they grew up speaking))

just thinking that thomas highkey loves being a grandparent. absolutely considers it a promotion. softest pushover of a man but also the scary dog privilege for all of his grandchildren

NONNO THATS SO ADORABLE IM GONNA CRY— ok. But you know what? Pepa and Felix from Encanto dynamic between Martha, Thomas and Alfred.

Alfred trying to tell their grandkids about the epic love story between them, and Thomas keeps on interjecting with wildly inaccurate information (he wants Damian to find him as cool as possible)

Martha, with moscow in her voice, “You’re telling the story or is he?”

“I’m sorry amore go on ^^”

Bruce gags in the background like the world’s firstborn hypocrite.

But also, southern Thomas Wayne,,, wears the fringe styled boots with gemstones on them and sparkly jacket and talks like a honey pie, but has a glare that can silence a whole table if needed be.

He’s extremely sad about Destiny’s Child breaking up, (Dick had to deliver the news, which was a whole other experience) but BEYONCÉ HAS A COUNTRY ALBUM YOU SAY?? Sign him the FUCK up.

Bruce, under his breath: no one listens to country,,,

Thomas: oh shut i. You know, your mama and I made YOU on the dinner table with Love is a Butterfly playing in the background—-

Jason: rapidly spits his food out

[gay-dorito-dust]

Isekai Reader, looking at the half-bitten cookie: .....

Isekai Reader, looks at Damian and Duke: Are you guys sure none of you put anything in here?

Alfred, checking their temperature: I was with them the whole time and any type of liquid that should not be in my kitchen is strictly prohibited

Isekai Reader looks at the transparent couple behind the two boys: I think I saw Bruce's parents... am I high?

Damian: what are you blabbering at?

Isekai Reader: Ya deaf boy? I said I can see your grandmother and granfather from your father's side who is behind you

Alfred, concerned(a bit hopeful too): are you sure?

Martha looks at her husband: How bout you tell him this so he can believe you dear, he is the only one who knows of this

Isekai Reader: hey Mr. Alfred wanna know what miss Martha told me?

Alfred: I'm afraid I don't know would you care to?

Isekai Reader: Wanna bet?

.....

Alfred:....

Alfred, clears his throat: Ahem, I will appreciate it if you don't tell this to any of them no matter what the cost

Isekai Reader: Don't worry I won't traumatize your already traumatized grandkids even more

.....

Bruce: should we send you to a therapist?

Isekai Reader: you're coming with me then

Bruce: absolutely not

Isekai Reader: Then no♥️

Isekai reader either high as balls or actually seeing ghosts? More news at 5.

Isekai! Reader/ you: after all you’ve been through, have any of you ever been to therapy before? Like genuinely gone and or considered going?

Bruce: I’m rich

Dick: once or twice but then I remember that I have to open up. No thanks.

Jason: why pay for therapy when killing crime lords and drug dealers is completely free.

Damian: therapy is beneath me.

Tim: what’s that? Never heard of it.

Duke: I missed one session! One!

Isekai! Reader/ you: if I had money I’d open up a hospital and shove you all inside it. not you Duke, you’re my favourite right now.

Duke: :)

…

-I love this concept, thanks anon-

Isekai! Reader/you: *seeing Martha and Thomas again as they watched over Bruce* fuck sake I’m high again.

*martha and Thomas resting their hands on their son’s shoulders, smiling at him*

Isekai! Reader/ you: *feeling a little sentimental* awww. They’re watching over their baby boy. *smiles softly*

Bruce, noticed: why you smiling.

Isekai! Reader/ you: just remembering how stupid you looked when dressed up as nightwing.

Bruce: Dick and Jason showed you the pictures?

Isekai! Reader/ you: that suit was struggling to keep itself together and I thought your whole asshole was going to fall out if honestly is what your after.

Bruce: it was a phase! *buries head into hands*

Isekai! Reader/ you: that’s what they all say, but you dressing up as a bat and beating people so bad they’re left in a comatose state has to be the longest phases you’ve been in. Ever.

…

Jason: *does anything*

Isekai! Reader/ you: I can take him.

Duke: in a fight right?

Isekai! Reader/ you: :)

Duke, scared: in a fight right?!

Bruce, from a distance: STAY AWAY FROM MY SON!

Isekai! Reader/ you: I WILL FUCK YOUR SON WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! HES TOO FINE TO BE LEFT SINGLE! ITS CRIMINAL!

Duke: …

Bruce: …

Jason: :)

…

Bruce: what you got there?

Isekai! Reader/ you: a big ass plushie that’s half my body height. *picks said plushie up and squeezes it*

Damian: are you a child?

Isekai! Reader/you: unlike you I had actually got to experience a childhood…at least I think…I can’t remember most of it but I’m sure that’s normal.

Bruce: …

Damian: …

Duke: I’m pretty sure that having gaps in your memory in regards of your childhood isn’t healthy nor a good reflection on your childhood. I could be wrong though so don’t take my word for it.

Isekai!reader/ you: …consider this healing the inner child with a rich man’s credit card.

[brucewaynehater101]

Jack and Janet died young and it's completely plausible that Tim has living grandparents somewhere and aliens exist and therefore at least his maternal grandparents have a chance of having been abducted by their alien lover.

Grandpa Drake who drank his respect women juice at every meal and Grandma Drake ultimate mom friend and professional student were not fans of Jack Drake and would regularly have him investigated by a private detective every few months in hopes of finding some skeleton that would persuade Janet to make good use of the prenup

Grandma and Grandpa Drake, and their non binary alien lover, who adopts Tim as their own grandchild as well and will be called Grandy, when they meet their grandson Tim in the wilds of space, absolutely adore him. They adore their grandson's queer platonic/romantic life partners. They are persuaded to return to earth for a bit to meet their other grandchildren and decide to stick around and spoil them because Dick, Tim, and Cass all deserve grandparents that will spoil them. Grandy is royalty on their home planet but very much not the ruler, more of a duke/duchess level. This leaves them independently wealthy and also considering one of their consort's grandchildren as their own heir so the three of them can fully retire. Tim helps Grandy set up a way to govern their duchy while traveling. The thruple also decides to semi adopt YJ and and spoil them too since there is clearly a lack of grandparents in the lives of their grandson's life partners.

My gods. "drank his respect women juice at every meal" and Grandy are fantastic additions, and I love them. Let Tim and those he loves get adopted by grandparents.

I'd also really like to see the three of them (Grandma, Grandpa, and Grandy) meet up with Ma and Pa Kent. I think Grandma and Grandpa could relate with Ma and PA about having a loved one be an alien (it's different but similar enough) as well as being grandparents. Maybe Alfred gets invited as well.

Alfred, at least in this AU, was in a thruple relationship with Martha and Thomas Kent. It'd be chill to just watch all of their interactions and how they react to each other.

At the end of the day, all of the grandparents love their grandkids, and they can bond over what it's like to be grandparents (as well as giving Grandma, Grandpa, and Grandy advice on being grandparents [since they disappeared before Tim was born if I'm remembering correctly]). They would also be grieving Janet's death if they didn't get any info from space.

[rubydubydoo122]

What characterisation do Thomas and Martha Wayne have (in your opinion. canon is all over the place again)? And how would they interact with the Batkids?

I am a personal fan of Girlboss Martha Wayne, and Kind-soft Thomas Wayne.

The Kanes are a millitary family, so it just makes sense to me that Martha is tougher and all that. And Thomas followed the Hippocratic oath no matter what the circumstance was, so in my brain it makes sense that he was a lot softer.

Though, I don't think Canon Bruce would know Martha's tough side, because she was probably a total boy-mom, and coddled Bruce //pos, but as he grew older, she was definitely the tough love kind of mom. Pretty strict. Made him finish Med school.

idk why, but I feel like they would treat Dick more as their son, because Bruce started parenting him at a young age. Like, if Bruce said yes to Dick, but Martha said no, it was a No. If Dick really wanted something he knew Martha and Bruce would say no to, he would got to Thomas, and yeah.

With Jason, they definitely are more Grandparent-y with him-- at least Thomas is in full on Grandpa mode by the time Jason rolls up, but also, we know Jason's mommy issues. We know he would totally suck-up to Martha. So she would fill in that mother role, but more often than not, she would give Jason what he wanted If Bruce said No to something, Jason would ask Martha, and she'd say yes, and it drives both Bruce and Dick up a wall because Where was this leniancy when they were growing up? (Basically, what I'm saying Bruce is their oldest child, Dick is their middle, and Jason is their youngest-- but Jason is still more Bruce's child, just with more parenting help)

Cass is their little angel. They watch her ballets, and spoil her, and youngest daughter type beat. She's Grandpa's and Daddy's girl. And Martha would love finally having another girl in the family.

Idk if Jason dies in this world or not but either way, I think Martha and Thomas would treat Tim like the kid next door, just to put a bit of emotional distance, or they would treat him more like a grandchild. Though, I do feel like they would play off of Tim's unspoken bounderies.

Steph is the family-friend girlfriend. If yk what I mean. She's the one Martha's rooting for to eventually get with one of her children/grandchildren, and any person Tim, or Cass bring home will most likely never hold the place in Martha's heart reserved for Steph. (this also technically applies to Jason, but Jason never brings anyone home so ya)

Duke would be treated similarly to Tim, they would play off of his bounderies. Be Grandparent-y if he was accepting of that. I mean, Duke's parents are alive, just jokerized, so....

Damian gets the crazy stories from their youth Grandparents. I'm not gonna explain. He's their youngest grandchild. He gets the crazy stories that Blows Dick's mind because "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE CONNECTIONS TO THE MOB, BUBBE???!!!"

Thomas would be against getting any and all of the animals Damian asks for, but then spends more time with Ace and Titus, and Alfred (the cat) and Batcow, and GOLIATH than he does with any of his kids/grandkids. His excuse--"You all moved out! What else am I 'posed to do?"

I also feel like Thomas would play a different sport with each of the kids. Tim taught him how to skateboard, and now he's the coolest grandpa at the skatepark.

[dg-outlaw]

*insert magical or other meta-powered DC character who can bring Thomas and Martha Wayne back from the dead.*

I propose that this is the reason Bruce/Batman in 'Wayne Family Adventures' is a decent Batdad.

Prior to the series, Thomas and Martha were brought back, but after they saw what was going on with him and the fam they sat Bruce down for a chat. Martha ended up doing most of the talking and Thomas sat by and quietly nodded. Anytime Bruce tried to interject, Thomas would cut him off and be like, "Son, listen to your mother."

Martha then brought in each of her grandbabies (and grandbabies by association -- Babs, Steph, Harper, etc.), and gave Bruce a talking-to about how he has treated them and how he needs to do better.

Of course, Grandma Martha gives the best hugs and all of them eat it up. Grandpa Thomas has fun, lighthearted but heartfelt compliments for each of them and also gives great hugs.

After this, Thomas and Martha retired to some tropical island in the Caribbean or some European country. This is why we don't see them. They sometimes fly the Kents out to where they are for fun little get-togethers. The grandkids also call and visit frequently.

P.S. Alfred would also get a light scolding as well, but privately and away from the others. Considering he was only ever supposed to be the butler (and he didn't even want that job), and was not supposed to be a father to his young, orphaned boss, they go easy on him.

P.P.S. I sort of see this Grandma Wayne as having some of @pinkiemachine's Wonder Mom energy around her grandbabies, but when she's scolding Bruce, he doesn't know what to do with himself. That Batman intensity? He got it from Martha, not Thomas. But she still gives him a big-big hug after and tells him she loves him.

Real talk guys, I don’t think any of us can fix Batman.

[ezroar]

Alfred: Please go to therapy

Bruce: Why would I go to therapy when I have children?

Alfred:

Alfred: (looks at the living room full of kids Bruce has plucked off the street)

Alfred: Martha, Thomas, give me strength

[ragingbookdragon]

It's As Real As You And Me

Batsis x Kyle Rayner One-Shot

Word Count: 2.1K Warnings: Explicit Language, Angst,

Author's Note: If you cry while writing, it means you're doing it right...right? -Thorne

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“Do we have to get out of bed today?” he groaned, silencing the alarm that had been snoozed at least three times before. “I don’t wanna get out of bed today.”

She snorted at him, rolling rather slowly to face his bedside. “I don’t think we have to.” She said. “We’re old. We can do whatever we want.”

He thought for a moment, old eyes trying to focus on the woman beside him; but without his glasses he couldn’t see a damn thing. “Breakfast at Pop’s?”

“That sounds wonderful,” she replied, rising from the bed. “I’m showering first.”

“Oh no you don’t!” he retorted, trying to hurry after her and she laughed, pushing him back onto the bed.

“Stop that, Kyle, before you pop your hip outta place again.”

“Ah, it’ll pop back in, (Y/N). Quit worrying.”

(Y/N) frowned at him, pointing, “You keep on and I’ll talk the kids into putting us into an old folks’ home so I can keep an eye on you better.”

“You wouldn’t do that,” Kyle griped. “We’d lose the only independence we’ve got, and you don’t wanna do that.”

They glared at each other for a minute before smiles split across their faces and they fell into laughter, pressing their foreheads together.

“I love you, Kyle Rayner.”

He gently raised a hand, caressing her cheek. “And I love you more, (Y/N) Rayner.” Pecking her lips three times, he pulled away and she helped him to his feet.

“C’mon. Let’s go get ready.” She said and he gasped dramatically.

“Well, Missus Rayner, you want to fool around in the shower? At our age?” he teased, and she rolled her eyes.

“God, it’s been like seven decades and you’re still the biggest skirt chasing dork ever.”

Kyle grinned at her. “I try.”

***

“Did KJ call you back like he said he was going too?”

“Mhm,” he answered, cutting into the waffles on his plate. “Spoke to him last night. Said he’d call again after he and Thomas get back from Vermont with Sophia and the other grandkids.” He looked at her, putting the fork in his mouth. “Martha Ann call you about Devin?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Yes. He’s gotten in trouble with GCPD again.” She waved it off, picking up her coffee cup. “I’ve half a mind to tell her to send our grandson to Jason and let him sort that boy out.”

Kyle snorted. “Jason would wear that kid like a slipper.”

“That’s what he needs.” She shot back. “This is the second time in a month that he’s been caught shoplifting. Mark my words, husband of mine, that boy’s a kleptomaniac and if Martha Ann doesn’t do something about it, he’s going to get worse.”

He placed a hand on hers. “You’re getting worked up again. Relax.”

“How many times have I told you not to tell me to relax?”

“I don’t know, how many times have I not listened?”

“Ass.”

“Old lady.”

“I swear I’ve never seen two elderly people more in love and so at odds with one another than I have you two.” They glanced up, seeing Stacy with the coffee pot and another plate of eggs and bacon. “Refills?”

(Y/N) smiled and held out her cup. “Thanks Stacy.”

“Of course!” she looked at her. “You two going anywhere after this?”

Kyle met (Y/N)’s gaze and offered a shrug; she nodded. “I suppose we could take a drive around the countryside. You know, like old people do on Sundays.”

Stacy laughed. “Missus Rayner, you don’t look a day over twenty-five. Now Mister Rayner, I’m afraid that white hair of yours tells me you are more than a few over twenty-five.”

He scowled at the waitress. “If there was ever a time I wish was still in my twenties, it’d be now.” He gestured to the walking cane. “Bum hip. Bum leg.”

“Bum head.” (Y/N) coughed under her breath and he glared at her.

“You think you’re funny.”

“I think I’m adorable.” She smirked, waggling her brows and Stacy merely laughed, wandering back into the kitchen. (Y/N) sighed. “It does make you think though…about the old days.”

Kyle nodded. “I wouldn’t trade our time for anything but...” he squeezed her hand. “I want to be back in that suit just for a minute.”

(Y/N) nodded. “Yeah…patrolling with dad and Dick and the others.” Her eyes started to moisten, and she inhaled sharply, dabbing at her eyes. “Sorry sweetheart.”

His smile held sympathy. “You never have to apologize, muse.” She saw his Adam’s apple bob slightly. “I miss them too.” His voice was rather hoarse, and they sat in silence the rest of the meal, remembering their dearest siblings and friends who’d passed on. Her father Bruce, and oldest brother Dick, both their wives too. And Kyle’s closest friends had all gone on too; Guy, John, and Hal had passed the month before.

The price of getting old, they guessed.

***

“I wish my hands were still able to hold pencils like I once could.”

(Y/N) rested her head on his shoulder, eyes scanning the expanse of the sunset before them. “I know what you mean.” She inhaled the scent of the freshly cut grass beside the shore. “Your painting of this would be beautiful.”

Kyle hummed. “Not as beautiful as you are.”

“I’m ninety-two and you’re telling me that even covered in wrinkles and white hair that I’m prettier than the skyline?”

He nodded. “Always have been.” He shifted until he could see her face. “Always will be, my beautiful muse.”

(Y/N) grinned like the heavens had split and leaned close, pecking his three times lips. “I love you, Kyle Rayner.”

“I love you more, (Y/N) Rayner.”

***

She turned the burner off, pouring the gravy into the boat, before setting it on the small table. “Dinner’s ready.” She called towards the living room. He’d gone into the old study when they’d gotten home and pulled out his art supplies, determined to prove he still had it.

(Y/N) frowned. “Sweetheart, dinner’s ready!” she called a little louder that time and then huffed a laugh. “Fool fell asleep.”

Wandering through the kitchen doorway into the living room, she saw him in his recliner, chin tucked into his chest, eyes closed. She sat on the side of his recliner and touched his shoulder. “Kyle, dinner’s on the table.” He didn’t open his eyes and she bent her head down to look at his face. “Kyle?”

She reached down and took one of his hands, it was cooling. “Sweetheart?” Something tightened in her throat and with her other hand, she gently pressed underneath his jaw, holding for a few seconds before she let out a pained breath. “Oh, Kyle.”

(Y/N) curled her hand tighter around his, leaning down to press her lips to his temple. She couldn’t bring herself to move as she let out a quiet sob, pressing her face into his hair. “I love you,” she whispered. “I hope you know that.” Her lips wobbled and tears cascaded down her cheeks. “I wouldn’t trade our seventy-five years for anything. We lived a beautiful life.”

She pulled away and gently took his glasses off his face, setting them onto the table. Her eyes fell to his lap where his other hand lay, a color pencil still held in it. (Y/N) felt a watery laugh bubble in her chest as she saw the last masterpiece he’d ever made.

A portrait of the sunset they'd been looking at that day. A beautiful blend of red, orange, pink, and purple cascading across the sheet like an explosion of the sky.

Her eyes fell across the words written in white along the edge,

To my beautiful muse. Always and forever.

He still had it.

And it was perfect.

***

“Julia, can you push me out onto the patio?” she asked, looking out the window. “I think I wanna sit outside for a few moments.”

The young woman, no older than twenty-two smiled brightly. “Of course, Miss Rayner!” she happily complied, pushing (Y/N)’s wheelchair out onto the cobblestone patio, sitting her next to the table. “Do you want me to bring your dinner to you?”

(Y/N) nodded. “I’d like that. Thank you.”

“Alright, I’ll be back in a few moments.”

Julia wandered off and she glanced towards the skyline. It had been about six months since she let her children talk her into getting an in-home nurse after he had passed. She had argued, but after falling twice, she knew it was time to have someone look after her. (Y/N) was adamant about not going to a senior citizens home; she wanted to stay in the home her and him had built until she went too.

Her children and grandchildren had visited her the week before, all having to return to their lives once school had started and jobs went back. She understood—(Y/N)’d once been a busy wife and mother too. But it was lonely without him, and she missed him dearly.

Her eyes found the skyline again and she sighed heavily, feeling rather tired all of the sudden. A little nap wouldn’t hurt. And she knew Julia wasn’t the best cook so it’d take a while before dinner would be ready.

Just a few minutes of sleep.

Just a few minutes.

Just a few—

***

A warm breeze blew across her skin, and she cracked her eyes open, glancing out the open window of her bedroom. It felt like a normal Saturday morning. The type of mornings where she’d wake up to Tim or Damian jumping on her bed and telling her to get down to breakfast.

She blinked a few moments, not registering a thing until someone chuckled beside her. “You’ve been sleeping pretty soundly, sweetheart.”

Looking over, her eyes widened as she saw her father before her, young and handsome like he’d once been, sitting on the side of her bed. “Dad?” she breathed, and he smiled.

“Hello (Y/N).”

She shot up in a second, wrapping her arms around his neck, his own winding around her waist. “Dad,” she cried, tears gathering in her eyes. “You’re here.”

“I think it’s you who’s here, (Y/N).”

“What?” she pulled away and looked at him; her eyes drifted to the mirror hanging beside her door and she caught sight of herself—it registered as she lifted her hands to her face, no more wrinkles, no more snow-white hair, no more aches and pains.

“Looks like I fell asleep for more than a few minutes, didn’t I, dad?” she laughed, though she felt a deep sorrow.

He smiled sadly at her. “It’s the best way to go.”

(Y/N)’s eyes filled with tears, and she gazed at him. “I’ve missed you so much, dad.”

“I’ve missed you more, sweetheart.” Bruce replied, gently thumbing her cheek. “All of you.” He smiled again. “But you’re here now…and there’s a lot of people waiting to see you.”

Standing from the bed, he held his hand out to her and she took it, letting him pull her up; he walked over to the door and opened it, pulling her along as he stepped through it.

The scenery shifted from that of her bedroom to the backyard of Wayne Manor and she looked out to a large picnic table and seated around it were all the family and friends she’d lost through the decades. Dick was waving like a maniac, Kori beside him doing the same. They both looked young too. Hal, Guy, and John were sitting on the other side, ribbing Wally, Roy, and Garth over something; they too were young.

“I don’t understand,” she whispered. “Why is everybody young again?”

Bruce hummed. “We all return to the best moments in our lives. When we were our biggest and greatest.” He glanced over her at something and smiled. “There’s someone who’s been waiting for you.”

(Y/N) looked at him with pulled brows then over in the direction he was, and she brought a hand to her mouth. She broke into a dead sprint across the backyard, leaping into his open and waiting arms. He lifted her with ease, like he used to do when he was young. Spinning them around, he buried his face in her hair as she buried hers in his shoulder as she shook with sobs.

“Sorry I wasn’t able to have dinner with you one last time, (Y/N).”

She pulled away and placed her hands on his cheek, putting their foreheads together. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there with you, Kyle.”

He shook his head, smiling at her. “You were there.” He reached up, putting a hand on her cheek. “You look as beautiful as the day I left you.”

(Y/N)’s lips wobbled, but she smiled widely. “I love you, Kyle Rayner.”

“I love you more, (Y/N) Rayner.” He pecked her lips three times. “Forever.”

[sohotthateveryonedied]

(For the Tim sees ghosts au) Does he ever talk to Thomas and Martha Wayne? If he did does Bruce know?? If so how did he react?? (Sorry for the incessant questions 😅 I love this au)

He does! He’s met them a few times when he goes to sit in Martha’s piano room. He tells them all about how Bruce has been doing and what their grandkids are like. They help him with his homework sometimes.

As for if Bruce knows, I don’t think Tim tells him for a while? Because everyone knows that Bruce’s parents are a sore spot for him, so Tim is afraid of what Bruce would think if he knew that Tim was spending time with his parents for years without telling him. (Granted that he COULDN’T tell him because Tim’s been keeping his abilities a secret for his whole life.) When he does eventually come clean about the ghost thing and seeing Thomas and Martha, Bruce doesn’t react the way Tim expects him to. He just asks if they’re at peace, and Tim says they are. Then he asks Tim to tell them that Bruce misses them every day.

They don’t talk about it again, but Bruce is lighter after that. There’s a weight off his shoulders.

[menolly5600]

Thomas isn't just a guardian spirit. He's a doctor, a healer. It was his calling to heal others and his city even before he died.

Thomas pouring his energy into his family is a good part of why and how his son and grandkids have managed to survive injuries that should have killed them. His efforts to heal them is why their injuries haven't left them crippled or with limited physical capability. His energy and Lady Gotham's power boost is why they heal up so quickly and cleanly, without debilitating complications.

Keeping them safe and in decent health is exhausting for a spirit. Even with Lady Gotham's help, he's still been barely more than a shade as all his available energy goes towards his living family.

Martha herself was fractured for so long, scattered among her pearls. She was barely a shade until her pearl necklace got to Amity Park and started absorbing ambient ectoplasm. When Danny had first seen her she'd been glitching and faded like a stuttering film reel. He'd struggled to understand her at first, which is why he rushed her to Frostbite.

With good clean ecto and time soaking in the Zone she stabilized and could manifest more fully without glitching. But not enough to appear to normal people yet. Frostbite explained she needed her anchor object, the pearls, to be unified and whole to gain her full strength.

Martha could sense them, and get faint glimpses of the surroundings of the missing pearls. The rest were all in Gotham. A good chunk were at Wayne manor. Between that and Martha wanting to reunite with Thomas and Bruce, and the grandkids, of course Danny would help her get home.

Road trip to Gotham City! Sam has always wanted to go. Tucker wanted to see Wayne Enterprises. And even if not, they're all Ride and Die with each other. Weekend road trip let's go! Sam even has her license and Danny can drive almost anything even if he's only got a learner's.

Danny wears the pearls under his shirt, against his skin, to maximize the ecto Martha can absorb. It helps let her manifest during the trip. And not just because Danny takes every opportunity to literally dramatically clutch his pearls as a joke.

Once Bruce takes the necklace to place safely with the pearls he'd managed to safekeep, then Martha has enough of her anchor reunited to manifest to Bruce and all her grandkids. She's still a little fuzzy on the edges and not fully corporeal. But they can feel her touch even if faintly. The more pearls collected the more solid and present she becomes.

And oh, when Bruce finds out his parents, his wonderful loving proud of him parents, that he just got back in his life; and the kids that did so much to reunite them; and his big little boy Jason, are considered non-sentient by law? Are at risk of being hunted down like vermin and experimented on? And when the Batkids find out? Oh ho.

You know how in some ghost stories sometimes its not a person or a land that's haunted but the items?

Well what if, when looking for a mother's day gift for his mom, Danny is looking around a pawn shop and finds a necklace, it's missing some pearls but it's just enough to pass off as a decent gift. Danny humms but decides against it and goes to leave it....

That was until he gasped out blue frost and spots a ghostly woman appear out of the necklace with a somber smile. She isn't as seeable as the other ghosts in Amity though, meaning she doesn't have enough ectoplasm on her own (that might change the longer she's in Amity and around Danny though) and that right now only Danny can see her.

And Danny well... hes been doing his hero gig for a bit now, might go and ask if there was anything he can do to help.

And later Danny's good deed... bites him back. Oh boy. Because now he has the Bats looking into Amity Park... Wait what do you mean Martha is now strong enough to be seen?!

[bigfan-fanfic]

Talk to me about Bruce and BadDad becoming grandparents. Bruce has passed on Batman to the younger generation while BatDad eases off a little on his social and charity engagements (just a little tho). The 2 of them completely spoiling their grandchildren whether they're biological or adopted and their sons feeling a little left out as a result. Alfred's still at the manor (duh), but he's got an assistant to do the heavy duty stuff. They're both silverfoxes or going bald but they're still smitten with each other 🥰🥰

Honestly, the only way Bruce retires safely is with Batdad at his side. The public persona of Bruce Wayne matures overnight, and supports his husband at all engagements . Batdad is way better at keeping their sons feeling loved, but Bruce is a totally different person with his grandkids - loving and kind, the kind of person Thomas and Martha Wayne hoped he could become. In truth, Batman may do a lot of good, but he holds Bruce back. At retiring, he can finally move on.

Bruce insists his husband ages better than he does, and finally he can show affection, be soft and tender, submissive and needy. He may regret a little having delayed this sweet time with his family for so long, for dragging his kids into it, but he won't regret the lives saved when he was the Bat.

[wonderlandleighleigh]

More information on self-indulgent OC’s. 

So...here’s - look. Okay. 

You know how making Bruce Wayne a grandfather is endlessly entertaining? 

Yeah. That’s- yeah. 

So I gave him tons of grandkids. Some of them make appearances. Some of them don’t. Some of them weave in and out of things I write. I have no consistency with this.

Let’s start from the top.

James “Jim” Grayson: Dick and Barbara’s daughter. She’s adopted, and her biological mother really did think she was going to have a son, and so Dick and  Babs had picked out “James,” naming him after Babs’ father. But uh...they had a girl. And decided not to change it. Jim is gregarious and fun-loving. She does flips and shit like her father. She’s not quite the brain that her mother is (who is, really?), but looks up to Babs to no end. Bruce’s oldest grandchild. 

Wallace “Wally” Grayson: Adopted by Dick and Barbara, this boy is loud and boisterous and ready to love you a lot.

Thomas “Tommy” Todd: Jason and Maggie’s son. Snarky and has a deep love of science. 

Grace “Gracie” Todd: Jason and Maggie’s daughter. Sweet and very girly, with her big eyes and ringlets. Most people don’t really think she takes after Jason much...except that she...kinda does. She’s sweet, but uh...she’ll also punch you.

Miranda Cain-Row: Cassandra and Harper’s adopted daughter. Smarter than all of the other kids and twice as witty.

Martha “Marti” Drake: Tim and Ramona’s only child, she is ADORABLE, and very shy. Not a mean bone in her tiny little body.

Melanie “Mel” Allen: Stephanie Brown and Bart Allen’s daughter. The fastest girl alive. Upbeat as fuck. really likes girls. Super gay when she grows up.

Ruffles, Rocky and Rosie Thomas: Duke and Claire didn’t want children. They have three golden retrievers. 

Grayson “Gray” and Charles “Charlie” Wayne: Damian and Willow’s twins. Gray is a very stoic and very serious little girl. Becomes proficient in combat of all different kinds. Her brother Charlie is...a fuckin’ goofball and a genius mechanic.

A bunch of these stories can be found under my grandpa bruce tag. They also pop up here and here. And uh...Charlie had his own little adventure. 

[bruciemilf]

IMAGINE AN AU WHERE THOMAS AND MARTHA COME BACK TO LIFE??? No magic explains it. No science CAN.

Tim is wrecking his brains trying to find a logical, sane reason as to why his dead grandparents (who aren't dead - for the time being) are currently sitting in the living room, eating Alfred's cookies, and looking around for Bruce

" Chum?! Chum! It's dad! Come here! Who's this in our living room?"

" Bruce! Mommy's home! I'm sorry for being gone for so long, but that movie was just so long, I-"

Tim freezes. They think Bruce is still eight.

And Bruce walks in; drawn by the noise and Alfred's attempts to sit the pair down.

More wound than man, drowning in a dark shirt and sweatpants, eyes punched purple and dark red and bruised to hell and back;

His arm is broken, his leg too, and Tim knows for a fact he shouldn't be walking around with those five broken ribs. But God, - he's never seen his dad look so tiny before; So glassy-eyed and shaken.

For the love of all that's holy let Martha Wayne gently frame Bruce's face with her hands and stare at him, dusting off time with her eyes, and let Thomas do the same.

"...Mama?"

" ...BRUCE?!"

LET THOMAS AND MARTHA BE PROTECTIVE AS FUCK OVER THEIR SON! LET THEM MEET THEIR GRANDKIDS! Let Thomas " Catch These Hands" Wayne and Jason " Catch This Murder" Todd BOND.

" Look, I know what you're going to say, Gramps. I shouldn't blame dad for not wanting to kill Joker,"

" Yes, but that's behind us, big guy"

" And that murder isn't the answer and that I should just move on, but,-"

" Oh, no! That guy's a monster and we need to put him down. What's his address?"

GIVE ME BRUCE AND MARTHA PLAYING PIANO TOGETHER WHILE CASS FORCES DAMIAN INTO A DANCE WITH HER! GIVE ME MARTHA MAKING DICK BLUSH BY ASKING ABOUT " this pretty Kori girl in your phone"

Most importantly, give me Thomas and Martha Wayne trying to convince Bruce to give up Batman. Thomas says it'd be an easy enough job, someone else can do it! Bruce pouts, " Try doing it, then"

Thomas almost breaks his back by pretending to be Batman for like a night and becomes the new meme of Gotham when he steals a shotgun from Alfred and just patrols with it

[lowin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bruce Wayne & Martha Wayne & Thomas Wayne, Jason Todd & Martha Wayne & Thomas Wayne, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne Characters: Bruce Wayne, Martha Wayne, Thomas Wayne, Jason Todd (Mentioned), Damian Wayne (Mentioned), Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, I don’t care what DC writers say, This Is Sad, I Made Myself Cry, Jason Todd is an angel, Jason Todd Deserves Better, everybody needs a hug, Martha Wayne loves her grandkids, and so does Thomas Wayne, Past Child Character Death, and this time it’s Jason AND Damian, Past Character Death, that’s Martha and Thomas, this is an answer for Bruce telling Thomas he has one child, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, ok no comfort, but hopeful ending, Kinda, The Author Regrets Nothing, Jason Todd is a nerd Summary:

Martha and Thomas talk to Bruce about his son.

Bruce thinks it’s Damian.

[gayspacememe]

It has come to my attention that some people ship Alfred Pennyworth with Martha and Thomas Wayne. This, of course, means I have ridiculous headcanons to share

Alfred didn't start as a butler, but as Martha and Thomas's boyfriend

One time, he decided to clean the manor for the upcoming gala because he was nervous (it was the first time he was appearing in public as their arm candy) and he finds cleaning soothing

Some rich person at the party complimented the Waynes on finding such an amazing butler, not knowing it was actually Alfred who made everything pretty

Afterwards, Alfred was like "fuck yeah being a butler is my dream job" but Martha and Thomas were like "I'm glad you have an activity that helps you but if you were our butler that would mean, as your employers, we would be in a position of power over you and that would be a very unhealthy relationship"

Alfred then shows them a contract that basically says "Alfred cleans as much or as little as wants and gets paid in smooches"

The contract also has sparkly heart shaped stickers

All three of them sign in glitter pen

When Bruce says he had three parents he meant that he had three parents from the start, not that Alfred became his replacement dad

Bruce didn't know about the smooches being payment, so while he helped pay Alfred when he was younger, he stopped when be became emo

Bruce is also a dumbass who never told his kids that the butler thing is just a long running joke

So when Damian takes over the manor he's like "I must renew Pennyworth's contract or he will stop taking care of me also I am a fool who doesn't realize when people care about me"

He looks at the contract and is so confused

"Alfred??? What is this??? Are you not actually our butler???"

"Master Damian :) I have not gotten paid in 2 decades :)) I expect to be paid in full :))) with interest :)))) come give your grandpa a smooch :)))))"

Alfred is a lier though because all of his other grandkids give him smooches, even if they don't know about the contract

@rebay-lovely

[hamiltrash2097-blog]

AU Bio

PLEASE TAKE NOTE THAT THERE ARE LAWS IN PLACE ALLOWING SAME SEX COUPLES TO MARRY AND GET BONDED IF THEY ARE SOUL MATES.

Alexander Hamilton:

Race: West Indian/Scottish

Age: 22

Endotype: Omegan Male

Soulmate: John Laurens

Status: married and bonded

Children: Artemis(alpha female) and Philip(omegan male)

Occupation: Treasury Secretary/Lawyer

Party: Federalist

Friends: Burr, Jefferson, Madison, Washingtons, Lafayette

Bilingual: speaks fluent French and English

John Laurens:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 25

Endotype: Alpha Male

Soulmate: Alexander Hamilton

Status: married and bonded. Father of 2 pups

Occupation: Abolitionist and Lt. Colonel of Army. In charge of building the first all black regiment.

Party: neutral

Friends: Martha Manning, Burr, Washingtons, Lafayette.

Lafayette:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 27

Status: married and bonded

Soulmate: Adrienne

Children: Anne (omega female)

Occupation: General for America's army

Party: neutral

Friends: Hamiltons, Burr, Washintons, Jefferson

Bilingual: speaks French and English

Burr:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 28

Endotype: Beta

Status: married and bonded

Soulmate: Theodisia Provst

Children: Theodisia Jr.

Occupation: lawyer/ senator

Party: Democratic Republican

Friends: Hamilton, Laurens, Jefferson, Madison, Lafayette.

George Washington:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 40

Endotype: Alpha

Status: married and bonded

Soulmate: Martha Washington

Children: n/a

Occupation: President of the USA/ general of the army

Party: none

Friends: Laurens, Hamilton, Lafayette, Jefferson, Madison, Burr

Jefferson:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 35

Endotype: Alpha

Status: widower

Soulmate: Martha (decreased)

Children:

Occupation: Secretaryof State

Party: Democratic Republican

Friends: Hamilton, Burr, Madison, Lafayette

Madison:

Race: Caucasian

Age: 35

Endotype: Beta

Staus: married and bonded

Soulmate:

Children:

Occupation: senator

Party: Democratic Republican

Friends: Hamilton, Burr, Jefferson, John Jay, Washingtons

Alexander never believed he'd find his soulmate until one night in 1779 when he literally jumps into his arms during a thunder storm. His soul mate seemed oblivious but, in reality was just scared. Eventually Alex gives up hope that his mate will ever notice and becomes depressed.

John Laurens never expected his soulmate to jump into his arms crying nor did he expect it to be his attractive roommate Alexander Hamilton. He sees colors very briefly after touching Alex then the candle goes out. He is so afraid of what his father will do should he find out that he treats Alex no differently other than asking that he sleep in his own bed. As time passes Alex stops flirting with him even when they're joking around with Lafayette at the bar. Alex also becomes quiet and closed off to him working later at night to avoid him.

The Winter's Ball comes around and Alex has barely spoken to him in the past 3 months unless he had to. The omega is paler and skinnier than the other soldiers even with the shortages. Eliza asks Alex to dance and talks about having a life together. Alex politely mentions that they just met before excusing himself. He goes into the garden alone feeling worse. John joins him demanding to know why Alex has been avoiding him. Alex snaps yelling that they're soul mates but it doesn't matter since John is gonna marry Martha Manning after the war ends.

He begs to be left alone in his misery. John refuses pulling him into a hug trying to calm him down. Alex struggles crying for him to go back to Martha. John starts crying himself, "I don't want Martha I want you." Alex looks at him, "You what?" John gets on one knee, "I want you Alexander Hamilton." Alex leaps into his arms crying yes. They kiss right as midnight strikes.

They marry in 1782 taking a small honeymoon to France to visit Lafayette. Alex meets Thomas and explains the state of things in America. Thomas agrees action is needed. They all narrowly escape the beginning of the French Revolution and return home. Both Hamilton and Jefferson become part of the cabinet. They often disagree mostly over Hamilton's financial plan. Through compromise the plan goes through at which time Alex discovers that he's pregnant. He avoids telling John at first having never didcussed having a family with him in their 4 months of being married and bonded. Eventually he tells John and breaks down after John silently begins to cry. He apologizes getting himself more worked up until John yells at him silencing his rambling. He hugs a crying Alex saying that he's not upset but, rather happy to have pups with Alex. 9 months later the twins Artemis and Philip are born. Artemis inherited Alex's anxiety disorder making her rather quiet. Maria does end up seeking aid from Alex to escspe her abusive husband. No affair occurs rather John upon seeing her condition asks her to get her daughter. She ends up living with them through the trial and often visits after everything settled.

John moves his completed regiment North to the rear of the property given to them by Washington as a wedding gift. The kids grow up knowing racial equality and love playing with Daisy the daughter of the right hand of the regiment Poppey.

move on. Philip and Artemis help their mother as well. Eventually the twins find their soul mates and get married. They have several grandkids making Alex happy.

Alex dies peacefully in his sleep of a broken heart a few years later. His funeral is a quiet affair and Burr follows him to eturnity shortly after for the same reason. Their children and grandchildren tell their stories and often visit their graves.

Henry Laurens dies in a duel with his son Henry Jr.

James Reynolds dies in prison and Lee is sentenced to life after the public discovers he shot John.

Eventuslly they all meet again on the other side and enjoy eturnity together.