#mom Jason Todd there I sad it

[ghost-bxrd]

The Pied Piper of Hamelin but make it Red Hood accidentally amassing a loyal following of street kids in Crime Alley that systematically sabotages the Bats whenever they get a little too close to catching him, including but not limited to staging brawls and muggings.

The Bats think there must be some kind of mind control going on because ain’t no way that kids flock to a violent crime lord without some type of magic or bribe involved.

Jason doesn’t know about any of this until there’s a group of furious kids jumping Batman, and another group teens dragging him away from where his neck had been kindly sliced open by his kind-of father.

[trappednyourheart]

The wrong DNA test

( what if, Sheila wasn't really Jason's mother? The system is already corrupted, then what about the test?).

A huge brawl containing every rogue had started at the time of Halloween, causing the people from downtown to fled there home's as joker had clownized the whole neighborhood with his goon's.

Every bats had taken to groups to take out the three parts of Gotham's as the rogue's had started to make alliances, some had lasted quite long while had conflicts, and causing a big damage to Arkham asylum,

It didn't take long before they captured all of them, none of the bats questions as they observed Jason glowing green eyes starting to flick, they thought it was the pit again, growing wary of the cooperation, but Crime alley was involved and that mean business to Red hood's turf.

Catherine todd love her son as her own even if not biological, Jason knew that. But her thing with drugs couldn't make her stop.

Sometimes after that, they could hear Jason humming a tune,a nice melody from Damian's statement saying that Jason muttered to him “ lullaby” as Jason continued to read his book, maybe it could be from Catherine,

they knew how Jason's past with Catherine todd, his mom even if not related, Catherine loves her son like her own kid but her doing drugs and... overdosing couldn't be stop.

Maybe Jason just remembered his mother maybe reminiscing atleast something familiar...even if it was a bad time.

Jason had constantly have been hearing a woman's? Man's? Voice, singing him a lullaby...it soothing, like as if he known and loved this melody...and that's where the dreams kept coming, there was a person, giving him kisses, Talkin to him stories, singing him lullabies and soothing him, he could dream that he was actually a baby, a baby from a normal couple, well don't count the luxurious baby room.

Jason had took out a conspiracies why he was getting this dreams, ( he swears he's not becoming Tim) and voices, maybe like a misshapen memories from the pits of victims? No it's to peaceful for that, maybe magic? He already contacted Constantine but surely hang up after knowing who it was-

Just how is he getting this dreams? Unless it wasn't.... So he proved again his point, he started a DNA test, again but none had records...of Sheila being his biological mother...that was weird, last time he had a test was from the time as robin..and before his-

So he went to that hospital who had said where Sheila had given birth to him, and most of shock is that no one knows a mother giving birth named Sheila haywood but had a document of a baby, of one Jason jay nightingale, the most believing part was that it's the same day he was born in.

His mother, Daniel F. Nightingale was said to be trans as the doctor who help his mother safely delivered him, And saying that his mother loved him,

one Sheila Haywood had the constant trick to get him and taken him as his own, because his mother's family was a wealthy one they practically sold him to her.

Jason had thought that maybe his mother's family never wanted him to have a son with a man from Gotham's crime alley.

Meanwhile Danny had just been YEETED to the DC universe before the start of Batman's justice thing and had been adopted by a very wealthy fruit loops couple as there kid, so he stayed as the couples daughter even pretending, because he owed ghost writer a favor for the last time, and as DC universe exist so it's story, and one thing for sure the child he had to give birth in this universe has a very complicated fate,

he did the one night stand from his supposed friend Willis Todd? He had to befriend him as Dalia F. nightingale the supposed Wealthy daughter who fell in love with a peasant trope, and gotten pregnant making it a scandal, and reaching to his ‘parents’ circle and getting that drama.

But he never thought he would care for his child, his little jay, his ghost side would purr in delight when they held Jason, he was a very hard sucker especially from his pacifier or his breast, it's so weird being in a women body,

but the way his ‘parents’ sold his son to the women who was supposed to get his son killed and being revived by cheap parody ass of ectoplasm.

He went feral, he had an argument to his ‘parents’ but all fell deaf ears, he couldn't find his son in one of the hotels nearby where that BXtch was.

And that time was where his part of the script was fulfilled, ghost writer already took him, both sides of his, were angry.

He. will. get. his. baby. back.

[normaltothemax]

@therebetterbepie from here

Jason hadn’t celebrated his last birthday. His mom had been dead, his dad had been in jail or dead or who gave a shit, and he’d been on the streets on his own. Hadn’t even realized he’d turned eleven until a few weeks after the fact. If Dean hadn’t wanted to celebrate, Jason didn’t think he’d be that upset by it. Maybe a little disappointed, deep down, but really, in the grand scheme of things, who gave a shit about his stupid birthday?

Dean, apparently.

Looking up from his plate, his eyes scanned Dean’s face, not all that surprised that he did want to celebrate. With the emphasis he put on all of Jason’s accomplishments, the various (and sometimes seemingly random) ‘milestones’ Jason reached, this was very on brand for the man. Still, despite all the progress Jason had made, despite Dean proving time and time again that nothing was a trick or a trap, he still couldn’t quite tamp down all that suspicion every time Dean did or said something nice.

“Can we make one?” he asked after a few moments of watching Dean and thinking about it. “My mom always made cake with me.” If his birthday was on a good day, they’d sing and dance around the kitchen as they baked a cake from scratch, and then later she’d take him out somewhere—the park or the library for a new book, maybe somewhere like the zoo, if she could scrape enough money together. If it was on a bad day, they’d make cake from a box mix, more subdued but still generally upbeat, before the pain became too much and she got high after it was iced. No matter what, though, she always, always baked with him. Jason had been gutted last year, when he’d finally realized he’d missed that tradition and would never get to experience it again.

Baking with Dean wouldn’t be the same, but maybe it’d make him feel closer to his mom again anyways.

[haveihitanerve]

Dad How Do I but with Bruce Wayne.

Bruce who teaches life advice- showing kids how to tie a tie, how to tie their shoes, braid their hair, teaching young adults to do taxes, to surf, the best lawyers to hire when in trouble, how to avoid scams, he educates the less fortunate on the best places to get free food, where to go in Wayne Enterprises for a hot shower and some toiletries, how to eat at formal functions so the higher elite have one less thing to criticize them on. He teaches people how to do card tricks and make your niece laugh by pulling out a quarter from behind her ear, teaches moms how to rock their baby to sleep properly, teaches teens to do front flips and cartwheels and calculus, educates them on how to write job applications and two weeks notice letters. He teaches people to sew, to cook(alfred helps) to assemble an IKEA shelf, how to work a lawn mower, and all sorts of different things. And when his son dies… Bruce uses his account to share his grief, his story, shares everything about Jason, what a delight he was, how awesome he was, how much he loved to read and school… and then one day, he gets Batman to join a video. And the hero is stiff and everyone can see the exhaustion, the anger and sadness in his joints, his movements, radiating off him. But he sits down heavily into the chair Bruce Wayne had previously vacated… and begins to speak. He tells the story of Robin, his young child sidekick, who just like Jason Wayne, was murdered by the Joker. He tells everyone how his little boy tried to save Jason Todd, and how they both perished in the aftermath. He tells people about his grief, his anger, and why Batman is suddenly harsher and hurts more. “Because I hurt more.” he confesses quietly, and the people finally get to meet the man behind the mask (figuratively) and truly get to see who their hero really is. The account’s popularity skyrockets, and soon Batman is a lot more common to be seen, teaching people how to defend themselves and handle the Batarangs he knows they collect after he fights. Nightwing shows up too sometimes, teaching more elegant flips and tricks and they demonstrate their workout together, and a few months later, Batman shyly introduces his new Robin, same messy black hair as the one before, but slightly smaller, and theres something… more behind those lenses in his mask. But the kid is soon a fan favorite, making sarcastic comments and countering Nightwings witty remarks, and the people get to see a new side of Batman, get to watch as he rolls his eyes at them, as he uses them to teach people how to disguise themselves, ways to use clothes to stem blood, tie tourniquets. 

Then Red Hood returns. And a kid in Crime Alley catches him cursing at his jacket because a button fell off and he cant get it back on. “Um! Mr. Red Hood sir?” the kid pipes anxiously. Red Hood turns to him, angry, but the kid doesn't back down and just goes “You should watch ‘Mr. Wayne How Do I: Sewing’ it'll help.” and then he scampers off. And Jason is pissed and even more angry because of course while he was dead Bruce decides to become a father to everyone in Gotham. But he watches the video. And it helps. And… well, its one of the older videos. And Jason finds another old video. The one about… the one about his death. It shouldn't make his anger lessen, shouldn't make him cry, shouldn't bring him to Bruce’s doorstep where he reveals himself and they hug and cry and catch up and cry some more… but it does. 

Gothamites are a little surprised when their local Crime Lord appears on the channel, standing right next to Batman. Surprised, but pleased. Because Batman looks happy in a way he hasn't in a long time and well… Red Hood watched out for them too. And now their two protectors are working together.

[dollishmehrayan]

# CHRISTMAS TREE DECORATING AND CHAOS ── .✦ ( decorating trees with batboys ‘separated’! ⋆౨ৎ )

a/n: I literally feel so happy genuinely now, I guess my mental health is getting better && anyways i have 64 requests to get to… i truly need to speed run through these but some I can’t do sadly 😭 so sorryy ᥫ᭡, tags: (batboys x fem!reader)

© dollishmehrayan — ( all rights reserved to me. These works cannot be reposted, translated, or modified. Thank you for understanding dollies! )

DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

The king of enthusiasm: As soon as you suggest decorating the tree together, he’s all in.

“We’re going for the most extra tree Gotham has ever seen!” He wants it tall enough to touch the ceiling and glittery enough to blind someone.

He’s the guy who insists on climbing to the very top to put on the star, even though he wobbles dangerously on the ladder.

Sings Christmas songs (terribly off-key he’s also like tone deaf and beat deaf it’s a curse to hear him sing something at karaoke) while you decorate, complete with dramatic twirls and spins around the tree.

Accidentally tangles himself in the lights at least twice. “I’m fine, I’m fine! I was just… testing the durability!”

Insists on taking a million photos of you with the finished tree, calling you his “Christmas angel.”

When it’s all done, he dims the lights, wraps an arm around you, and whispers, “This might be my favorite Christmas ever.”

JASON TODD ── .✦

He pretends to be indifferent. “Decorating a tree? Sounds boring.” But the second you start, he’s invested.

He’s surprisingly good at untangling lights and getting them perfectly spaced on the tree. “What? I’ve got steady hands.”

Jason leans into more minimalistic decor deep reds, dark greens, and gold accents but he lets you take the lead. “You want glittery ornaments? Fine. But I draw the line at tinsel.” (he’s like those sad beige moms but with like dark traditional Christmas colors…)

Complains about how prickly the tree is the entire time but still helps you string popcorn garlands because he knows it makes you happy.

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

He’s excited about decorating but is terrible at it. Tim tries, but he’s way better at figuring out the tech side of things (like synchronized tree lights) than actually hanging ornaments.

Spends 20 minutes untangling lights and another 20 trying to figure out why one strand isn’t working. “It’s science! There’s a method to this madness.”

He’s the type to sneak a caffeine break halfway through while you keep decorating. “What? I need fuel to focus!”

Insists on hanging some nerdy ornaments—little Batman logos, Star Wars-themed ones, or even a tiny Robin figurine.

When you get frustrated with his lack of artistic flair, he pulls you close and says, “Hey, at least I’m good company, right?”

After it’s all done, he insists on dimming the lights and turning on the synchronized tree music. “Look at that. A masterpiece.”

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

Initially acts like it’s beneath him. “Why would I waste time decorating a tree?” But he ends up being surprisingly good at it.

Damian has an eye for symmetry, so every ornament has to be perfectly spaced. “No, that one is too close to the red one. Move it.”

If you mention that decorating the tree is a nostalgic tradition for you, he softens immediately. “Fine. But this had better be worth it.”

He refuses to wear a Christmas sweater, but you catch him smiling when you put on a ridiculous reindeer headband.

Titus gets involved, carrying around ornaments and wagging his tail, which Damian pretends to be annoyed by but secretly loves.

When the tree is finished, he stands back with his arms crossed, pretending not to care. But when you beam at him, he quietly says, “It looks… nice. I suppose this wasn’t a complete waste of time.”

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

(He buys like 40 ft Christmas trees for the main ball in the manor and like that’s almost impossible to decorate without professionals)

The ultimate perfectionist. He has a very clear vision for the tree, but he tries to let you take the lead. “It’s your tradition. I’ll follow your lead… mostly.”

Insists on using the tallest tree that will fit in Wayne Manor and hires a team to bring it in.

He’s all about elegant, classic decorations white lights, glass ornaments, and a tasteful tree topper. But if you want colorful lights or quirky ornaments, he’ll indulge you.

Offers to lift you up to reach the highest branches instead of letting you use a ladder. “I don’t need you breaking your neck before the gala.”

Alfred brings hot cocoa and cookies halfway through, smiling at how relaxed Bruce looks around you.

When the tree is done, he turns to you and says, “It’s perfect. Just like this moment.” Then he pulls you into a rare, heartfelt kiss under the twinkling lights.

[noxcheshire]

So I saw a few posts describing how the Pit’s in Jason’s body kinda acted on its own accord when spotting Danny “baby ghost” Phantom/Fenton and how they then co-parent with a half dead “baby” teenager.

But I raise YOU the idea that the Pits is already parenting Jason Todd.

When the Pits take over it’s the simple response of a Mama Bear going feral on some humans for making their little baby upset.

Jason disappointed by Batman?

The Pits snarl and rage at the man that made baby sad!

Jason disgusted at the idea of another Robin lined up for death?

The Pits howl and claw through the skin to fix the situation by beating the humans up so they can’t die!

Jason vulnerable and lost by the lack of acceptance in his return as Red Hood?

The Pits screech, biting furiously into the humans that had caused the baby to feel un-included in their games!

No one understands the reason for the Lazarus Pit’s in Jason’s body to constantly be acting up, that is until Danny comes into the picture and is like, “So your ghost parent is always watching you too, huh?” In reference to his own ghost parent (Clockwork) that likes to watch through his little tv’s on what Danny gets up to and sends a multitude of sticky notes like a distant helicopter mom.

[bia-wayne-west]

Damian is going to have a little sister [Damian Wayne x Pregnant! Batmom]

Summary: You take a pregnancy test and find out you are pregnant. You will have a little girl. Bruce, Alfred and their other three children are happy, except Demian. Your fourth baby is jealous of the new member of the family.

Personagens: Bruce Wayne [Batman], Damian Wayne [Robin], Dick Grayson [Nightwing], Jason Todd [Red hood], Tim Drake [Red Robin] and Reader [You]

Word count: 1,366

Warnings: jealousy, fear of abandonment and pregnancy.

A / N: Hi. I planned this fanfiction months ago, but I only had time to write today. I always imagined what it would be like if Batmom got pregnant. Demian would probably be jealous and wouldn't admit it. So, I decided to write about it.

I hope you like the imagine

Remember that I am a Brazilian girl. I am not fluent in English and I am still learning. I apologize if I have any errors. Feel free to correct me.

Go and read my other stories on my MASTERLIST.

REQUEST ARE OPEN. Do not be shy. Ask as many imagines as you want.

The test in your hands had two blue lines and your face had a huge smile. You had some suspicions, but you never imagined that after eight years of marriage, you would have a baby in your womb.

You thought you must be sterile because you had never been pregnant before, and even though the doctors said you were healthy, you didn't believe them. The test in your hand was proof that you were going to have five babies now.

You left the bathroom, putting the test in your pants pocket. The first person you saw when you left the master suite was Alfred. He will just come out of one of the guest rooms.

You ran to the butler you considered your second father. Alfred looked at you, thinking you were going to ask for something.

“Alfred, I'm pregnant!” You said it quickly, not having the courage to repeat it. The old man in front of you looked at you with wide eyes. After five seconds, he smiled at you.

It was difficult to make Alfred smile. He always maintained his serious appearance.

“Congratulations, Mrs. Wayne. It’s great news.” Alfred said.

You showed the butler the pregnancy test. He congratulated her again and left, with the excuse that he had to clean Timothy's room. You could see a big smile on Alfred's face as he walked down the stairs to the second floor.

You remembered that Bruce was on the Wayne Enterprise, running some errands and that he wouldn't be back until after 8pm. Dick and Jason went to Wally West's house to play basketball. Timothy was at school.

Demian was the only one at home. He was probably in his room or in the garden with Titus.

You walked to the room that had the 'Do Not Enter' sign. You knocked on the door a few times, hearing your son's voice telling you that you could come in.

“Hi, my love.” You said to Damian, who was playing videogame. He was sitting on the bed. The boy smiled at you.

"Hi mommy. Did something happen?" He questioned, his eyes anxious.

You sat on the bed too, watching your son continue to play his game, but he was paying attention to you. .

“I have something new to tell you. I found out today, so only you and Alfred know about it.” You said, reaching into your pocket and pulling out the pregnancy test to show Damian.

The boy looked at the object curiously, until he realized what it really was. He looked at you in amazement, as if he thought it was just a joke.

"You are pregnant?" He questioned.

"Yes." After you nodded, you saw him give you a sad smile.

“I think this is amazing news, Mom,” Damian said. He no longer looked you in the eye, focusing his attention on the television while he played.

"Are you okay, darling?" You questioned, moving closer to Damian.

The boy just nodded, and didn't look at you anymore. Then, you realized that he didn't like the news, and preferred to leave him alone. You knew Damian didn't like expressing his feelings.

"If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen" You said, leaving your son's room and walking down the hallway.

As soon as Bruce arrived and you told him you were pregnant, he had the best reaction possible. Your husband was extremely happy and excited. And Dick, Jason and Tim also loved having a new little brother.

The weeks passed very quickly, and soon became months, and suddenly, you were seven months pregnant. You had already done all the ultrasounds and discovered that you were having your first daughter. You were excited to have a little princess, and Jason and Dick started teasing Bruce about how he really was a girl's daddy.

Everyone in your family seemed to be happy, except Damian. He never said out loud that he hated the baby, but you could see that he stopped wanting to spend time with you. The boy spent more time in his room or in the Batcave, avoiding being close to you. Bruce said the boy would accept that he would have a sister after the baby was born, but you knew you had to have a talk with Damian.

You walked slowly down to the clock that hid the entrance to the Batcave. It was difficult to walk with swollen feet. You knew that Bruce was on patrol, but that he left Damian on the Batcomputer. As soon as you got out of the elevator, you saw your son look at you, but quickly turn away. You walked over to Damian, giving him a gentle smile. The boy didn't look at you again.

"Hello, my dear." You said.

He didn't answer you, and started pretending to type on the keyboard.

"I wanted to talk to you a little."

Damian just grumbled.

"I know you're sad about my pregnancy." You said. "But you know that in two months there will be a baby here."

He continued ignoring you.

"If it's because of your father, you know Bruce loves all his children equally." You commented. "And that no baby in this world will make your father love you less."

Damian finally turned around, looking at you. He had red eyes, looking like he was going to cry.

"It's not about my father." He said. "Is you!" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"You know!" He roared. "You were the first person who liked me, even though you knew I was Bruce's biological son and that I was conceived when he was drugged by Talia." Damian continued speaking. "And now, you will have your own daughter. Who has your blood and Bruce's"

You looked at him, surprised.

"Are you afraid I'm going to leave you aside?" You wanted to know.

"My brothers don't seem to see what's going to happen. That you and Bruce are going to love the baby more than we do." He started to cry. "I love you and my dad, and I know that now you will have your own family."

You said, walking over to your son. You held him by the shoulders, making him face you.

"Damian, that will never happen!" You exclaimed. "You, Dick, Jason and Tim never stopped being my kids, my little birds."

He looked away, looking embarrassed.

"I thought you wouldn't treat me like your son anymore" He said.

"It's normal for you to be jealous and afraid of losing all the attention you receive, but I want you to know that our relationship will never change." You commented. "Now that the problem has been resolved, do you want to go upstairs so we can make some cupcakes together?"

Damian quickly got up from the chair he was in, and threw himself into your arms, hugging you tightly. He placed his head on your chest, and surprisingly, you felt him caressing your belly for the first time. You lowered your head to look at your son, smiling at him.

"Yes, I want to go make cupcakes, Mommy." He said, using the sleeve of his sweatshirt to wipe his tear-stained face.

You and Damian went up to the house, leaving the Batcave. He started talking to you again, saying that he had had a brief fight with Jon Kent, but that they had already made up. He also told you that he was doing a literature project for school in a group, and that it was very easy.

As soon as you arrived in the kitchen, you grabbed all the necessary ingredients from the fridge and started mixing the cupcake batter, while Damian mixed the frosting. He told you that he wanted to color the cupcakes green and red, so you grabbed the food coloring from the pantry, letting him make the frosting any color he wanted.

Once the more than twenty cupcakes were ready, you and Damian sat on the counter while eating, talking excitedly about how the last few months had been when Damian had avoided you.

"Mother?" He caught your attention. "It'll be good to be a big brother."

You gave him a huge smile, and then kissed your son's cheek.

[sanguineterrain]

I feel like Jason Todd cries a lot. Never in front of others unless he's really sick/injured or feels extremely safe around them. But in the past, when he'd had a hard day at school or when he thought about his mom's death, or now, when he wakes up from a nightmare of being buried alive, Jason cries. He can't really help it, despite how embarrassing he finds it. It usually makes him feel better. Sometimes it doesn't.

He also angry cries. I think when he finally confronted Bruce after he was resurrected, Jason took off his helmet and had tears streaming down his face not because he was sad but because he was so goddamn angry and it startled Bruce so much (he hasn't seen Jason red-faced and crying in anger in years) that it silenced him.

[imbatman-imtired]

More kids quotes for therapy purposes. Pt. 5, Pt. 4, Pt. 3, Pt. 2, Pt. 1

“Hey mom… uh dad. My bad you kinda look like a woman sometimes.”

- Dick Grayson at 20 to me @dickgraysonfr @grayson-on-the-chandelier

“Wow. You’re like, a total bum.”

- Jason Todd at 8 to Clayface. @theredhoodofgotham @jason-t0dd

“This is so sad, Alfred play despacito.”

- Timothy Drake at 16 looking at me on my third all nighter (his fourth) @sleep-deprived-tim

“Oh you look kind of like a chicken nugget.”

- Barbara Gordon at 13 to Dick Grayson after he got sunburned @babsggordon

“Sacrifices must be made to win. You are that sacrifice young soldier.”

- Stephanie Brown at 24 to Damian Wayne during monopoly right before she put him 1,000 dollars in debt @spoilerpurple

“You look worse than what Joker gas does to people.”

- Duke Thomas at 18 to Killer Croc @irl-batsignal

“Why is it the when I get blood drawn with Steph i’m fine and she’s screaming. Why is she screaming. This isn’t the first time i’ve drained someone of their blood.”

- Cassandra Cain at 17 voicing her concerns @cassandra-c-wayne

“I’m smarter than the average person. Meaning I’m definitely smarter than a man who wears question marks as his job attire.”

- Luke Fox at 25 to the Riddler

“I’ll never be him! *shifts into him* …okay listen.”

- Harper Row at 20 yelling at me for comparing her to Dick

“Father! You won’t believe this!! I was right!! Bethany is a bitch.”

- Damian Wayne at 12 running to tell me his latest school drama. We had a 3 hour conversation about it. @damian-al-ghul-wayne @feral-damian-wayne

[doeeyedmeanie]

A not so Merry Christmas.. with Jason Todd

Drabble because I am ever so busy and I want to give my baby some love <33

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Christmas with Jason Todd..isn’t exactly Christmas , it’s not a traditional one that’s for sure . He hates it..it reminds him of all he won’t have ; a family, specifically that close bond he shared with the Batfamily all those years ago…his mom..and maybe his dad too.

He dislikes the gifts and the cheesey-ness of it all , you give him a gift and it’s all…

“Why…”

“I love you..that’s why , you seemed interested in it last week when we-“

“I love you too but-That doesn’t mean-“

“Jace..baby can you just-“

“I’m trying.”

“And I get that but-“ you pout and you frown all because your lovers a little uncomfortable around such a gesture , the guys just not used to love without it ending in some sort of mental ruining..but it’s different with you.

“Ok..fine.. thank you..uh..it’s nice..there’s something under the tree for you too-“ He’s not used to being so sweet and soft, this is your first Christmas together and the poor guys struggling .

After all the gifts and the well…attack of kisses and cuddles from you….and maybe a couple from Jason too, you both settle with a Christmas dinner . It’s not fancy or even that special because Jason hates fancy…but it’s special enough for him to maybe tear up at you serving him food and pecking his cheek , it’s enough for him.

It always is..you’re always enough for him..festive season or not . He adores it..secretly ; the fuss and the lengths you go to make it all special , soft and cute. The way you cuddle upto him after your food, the way you giggle at stupid Christmas films , the way you kiss him under mistletoe and especially the way you stop him from going out to fight crime because “it’s Christmas”..not that would stop any criminal but it’s enough to stop Jason from leaving your mass of blankets , hot chocolates , gingerbread house and your little matching pjs..

Merry Christmas my lovelies!! Thank you for all the interaction , I hope you have a wonderful Christmas if you celebrate (if not I wish you a wonderful day ) and I also hope you all have a happy new year !! Remember you’re not alone around the holidays and there are numbers, websites and things incase you are feeling a little overwhelmed or sad around this season!! Take care , eat and drink and make sure you’re staying safe !!!

[florisa6s]

I am very sick.

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Dick: baby sick?

Damian: no

Dick: need a nap?

Damian: No!

Dick:....snuggles?

Damian: for the past time Richard NO-

*later*

Tim: what is going on.

Damian: I lost the battle and the war.....

Dick: we're snuggling!

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Jason: what are you doing here brat?

Damian: I need a place to hide their smothering me!

Jason: so you decided to hide at my place? Why are they even smothering you did you get hurt again?

Damian: tt' don't be stupid Todd I'm....unwell

Jason: then what the hell are you doing here?! Get back out there and milk the shit out of this! You can ask for anything absolutely, anything! Go get Bruce to buy you a puppy or something!

Damian: but....Todd...I don't wanna...*sniffle*

Jason:....I know what your doing and I hate it.

Damian: *sad water eyed look*

Jason:...shit, alright kid get in the bed I'll make some soup.

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Damian: Timothy I demand attention!

Tim: what? I'm sorry what did you say? You want my attention?....me?

Damian: yes now give me attention now! I need a servant to help me!

Tim: okay now that sounds more like you- wait are you sick?

Damian:...no.

Tim: *sigh* alright come on Demon brat let's get you back in bed and I'll... I'll read a story to you or something...

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Alfred: Master Bruce you get in there right this second!

Bruce: but what do I do?

Alfred: you go check on your sick son that's what! Read him a book or help him take some medicine!

Bruce: but.... but

Steph: move aside B delivery coming through!

Duke: we heard Damian was sick so I made him some soup, my mom always said this'll cure anything so I hope it'll help Damian.... Steph is just here because Damian's weak at the moment.

[mischieveousmayhem]

hiiii!!🩷 how are you?

I saw that you would like some requests in the #batmom so I have a fic idea

The idea is about each one of the batboys says to Batmom "your not my real mother" like angst/fluff and how would the bat mom react to it and handle it

Not my mother.

Pairing: Jason Todd x Batmom

Genre: Angst to fluff

Warnings: None (?), idk english that well 💀

Synopsis: He loves you , or maybe not?

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"Jason, this is crazy. How do you have all F's 3 weeks into the semester?"

A disappointed Batmom stood in front of 13(?) year old Jason Todd. She had a frown drawn on her face. Jason looked down, sad that he is disappointing you and angry at himself.

"Do you not do your homework when I tell you to?" She asks a little more assertive while reading all the negative comments the teachers had left.

"I don't know." He responded quietly.

"How do you NOT know?" She was getting heated and it was clear in her tone. "All I want for you is to do your best and you don't even listen to me."

"I do listen to you." He speaks louder, aggressiveness in his tone.

"Jason Peter Todd, do not get an attitude with me because you have consequences to your actions. Now what is going on with you sleeping in class and not paying attention?" Your hands were now on your hips.

"Why do you even care?" You using his middle name made him mad.

"I am trying my best to make sure my son is set up to do good in life." Your hands now on your hips, "Until these grades are fixed, you are to not go on patrol because that is probably the root of these issues."

Jason was at this point angry. You were scolding him like a little kid, on top of that what's Batman without his Robin.

You we're about to walk away but then,

"YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MOTHER, YOU PHONY, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT."

You stopped dead in your tracks. How do you respond to that? You just want what's best for your sweetest Jason.

You turned back to face him, his face was red probably from anger. You were pale, trying to process what your son had said.

"You know what..." You trailed off, "I'll just let your father handle this." You sat down the paper before walking off leaving Jason alone.

Which after he picks up the paper and looks at it.

Oh dear. What has he done?

It's obvious you were actually just caring for him. He was processing everything himself. He just got so angry, angry because he was sad that you were disappointed.

—

In your bedroom shared with your loving husband, you cried endlessly.

Have you failed as a mother? You just want your son to do his best. You didn't understand why he would say that. Maybe you just came off in the wrong way and it triggered him to go off on you.

Just as you were lost in your thoughts Bruce walked in.

"I was looking—" He stopped when he saw you crying and rushed to your side.

Dearest Bruce Wayne only had a soft spot for his wife and kids.

His arm wrapped around you tightly as your cried into his shoulder.

"What happened?" He asks.

"Well Jason brought home bad g—" You stopped for a minute to gasp in between sobs, "Home bad grades and then I was scolding him but I didn't mean to come off wrong and I told him not patrol and then he said.."

"He said what?"

"He said I'm not his real mom!" You exclaimed then cried harder. "I know it's true but I love him so much and it still hurts."

"Y/N, darling." He grabs your chin with his fingers so you're looking his eyes. "You know he probably didn't mean it. He is probably still adjusting to us too. It still won't slide though, I'll talk to him, ok?"

You nod as he pecks your cheek.

—

You were knocked out cold. You probably fell asleep while crying. But your awaken when you feel a smaller body climb in the bed next to you in the bed.

You wanted to smile but you were still half asleep and upset. You roll over to face the figure.

"Hey Y/N." The voice spoke.

"Hi Jay." You responded softly, the tone of sadness in your voice even though you tried to cover it up. However, Jason Todd knew that his mother was upset and he frowned.

You two faced each other while laying there in silence. This lasted for about two minutes before he broke the silence.

"I'm sorry I said what I did."

"I know. It's ok."

"Then why are you do sad?" He questioned.

"Words hurt sometimes Jay and I know you didn't mean it but it still felt like a dagger to my heart."

He frowned even more. He hurt you. The woman who is his mother figure and cares so much for him.

"But I will always forgive you my little one. I'm sorry for being a bad mother." You apologized.

"You're not a bad mother, you're a perfect mother. I'm just a kid who didn't understand you were doing your job until after." He said.

"Jay, I just want you to do good, and always follow your dreams."

"I will mom, I promise." When he said mom you smiled.

He scooted closer to you and you wrapped your arms around him, holding him tight.

This was a mothers love, that is what made you his mom.

"I love you mom."

"I love you most, Jason."

[ghost-bxrd]

Thoughts on selkie jason todd?

SELKIE

Look I’m a sucker for mythological creatures and selkies hold a soft spot in my heart (although I get anger issues reading the og myths most of the time because literally the number of people that considered it okay to steal the selkie’s seal skin and then had the audacity to be sad when the selkie found it and LEFT is frankly astounding, like, bro).

But Selkie!Jason is such a sweet concept I’m just gonna list some headcanons below 💚

Remember Jason’s red hoodie? That’s his seal skin. Living on the streets, the only truly secure place for him to keep it was on him. And the first time Alfred took it to wash it (not realizing what it is) he went downright feral thinking Bruce was trying to trap him. The hoodie was returned to Jason posthaste, but Bruce and Alfred simply assumed that Jason was so protective of it because his mom gave it to him or something.

Once Jason gets used to the manor he takes to safely stashing his seal skin in his room. Bruce and Alfred held to their promise of never going inside without their permission, so he finally relaxed after a couple tense months.

Bruce finds out about Jason’s Selkie heritage by accident when Jason sneaks out of his room at night to take a dip in the pools deep inside the cave system running below the manor. Bruce panics when Jason goes inside and doesn’t come back up for air for several minutes and dives in after him. Only to come face to face with a wide eyed baby seal.

It takes forever for Bruce, Dick, and Alfred to find Jason in the cave systems afterwards. Dick manages to coax him out by pretending to drown until there’s suddenly a little seal pup nudging him back towards the surface.

All the cuddles. Have you seen baby seals? They are ADORABLE.

Jason ends up feeling safe enough to just— leave his seal skin lying around the manor. At first it’s a test, to see what the others will do now that they know. But everyone either pointedly ignores it or picks it up to hand it back to him if they need the space. Eventually Jason even allows it maintain its natural form of actual seal skin instead of a disguised hoodie or jacket.

When Jason dies, his seal skin is still lying on the armchair in Bruce’s study where left it. Nobody dares to touch or move after Jason’s death. Bruce cannot bear to bury it with his son.

(When Jason comes back he thinks Bruce stole his skin)

[dollwhite]

Hiii I did this while listening to Harvey by Alex G

SUCCESS IS THE ONLY THING I UNDERSTAND

“Timmy come on it’s not good for you to stay up till 5:00 am every night” you say standing over him

“Mh just a few more minutes m almost done” Tim muttered his words coming out sluggish. It was sad really, a kid his age should never put off his own needs. No matter what their doing.

HEAD BACK HOME TO THE PLACE I GREW UP

“You said that 20 minutes ago, come on it’s time to go to sleep.” You uttered, running your fingers through his short black hair.

“It’s just one more thing I need to do..” he stated, trying his hardest not to just close his eyes shut. He was so close to finishing the case, if you just give him one more minute to finish….

GIVE MY MEDALS TO THE ONES THAT I LOVE

“Come, I’ll walk you back to your room” you say grabbing his hands off the bat computer, Dick had called you to get Tim to go to sleep. He’s been there for hours trying to finish that case, and he wouldn’t listen to anybody elso.

And Alfred is on his vacation day, while Bruce is at a late night gala. So they had no choice but to call you, Damian’s the one that suggested calling you in the first place.

I’LL CHASE HARVEY THROUGH THE DOOR ON THE WALL

As you both started walking up to the manor. Tim started to get more and more sleepy, all that lack of sleep was finally catching up to him.

“ Tim? Come on we’re almost there..” you say, his head resting on you shoulder.

HE SAYS NEVER CATCH ME, NEVER MISS ME AT ALL

Tim has never had a mom figure, he has a father figure and that’s Bruce. He has- had his own mother but they were never close, so when you came into his life things started getting better.

Before you he was never that happy to get his report cards, it was the same thing ever two months.

DROOL CAMES DOWN FROM THE CONNER OF HIS MOUTH

A+

A+

A+

A+

A+

A+

And the every once and awhile B+ in jym. But even that was rare, but when you came? Oh he loved showing you his report card. The way you acted like all A were a big thing?

I SAY I LOVE HARVEY YOU CUT IT OUT

The way you hung the paper up on your refrigerator? The way you patted the top of his head and told him your were poud of him? Like a mom would? Not a mother because a mom asked you what snacks you wanted from the store.

I LOVE WINNING BABY I WANT IT ALL

A mom tells you all the nightmares you have aren’t real.

I WANNA PROVE THAT I GOT THE BALLS

A mom does a bunch of things for their children…..

HARVEY KEEPS ON PLAYING WITH HIS FOOD

He doesn’t understand what big boys do…………

Also I’m think ima just change my theme when I get around internet, because right now I’m just on my mom’s hotspot and it’s not enough to load Pinterest 😭

Also this is rushed, no proofread cuz we die like Jason Todd

Also lest Friday I got in a argument 😅

Reader and Damian are going to have a very weird relationship cuz on one hand she low key wants to adopt him but on the other hand hes a little asshole lmao

[daydream-with-twist]

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫!

You can't believe it.. you really can't. You are pregnant, and the baby's father is your boyfriend, Jason Todd. You just found out about this, and you don't know what to feel right now. You feel a mix of fear and anxiety, as you never did see yourself being a mom due to your own bad experience with your parents. Now, you are going to be one, and it’s giving you a lot of anxiety.

You hadn't told your boyfriend, Jason, about this yet. you didn't know how to tell him that you were pregnant. You were so scared about how he would react to you being pregnant. Would he hate you? Oh no, he wouldn't, or would he? A lot of negative thoughts ran through your mind. You realized you wouldn’t be able to hide anything as serious as this from him, and you knew that you'd need to tell him soon.

It's 4 AM, and Jason just came back from doing his night patrol. He looks like a mess, like he had just came back fighting 100 people all at once. He looks so exhausted, but when he sees you, he smiles softly. He quickly closes the door and sprints towards you, running to hug you and hold you close to him.

"My love... I missed you so much...." he said in a gentle tone, looking down at you lovingly as he brushed your hair with the back of his hand.

"It's only been a few hours since you last saw me..." you reply with a tiny smile.

"I know, but I really really! Missed you so much already..." he says as he kisses your forehead lovingly and holds you in a tight embrace. "Come on, let's go to bed soon. It's very late, you shouldn't be up this late."

"Actually Jason, I have something to...tell you first. Can you sit down?" you said, looking up at him.

"Oh...Okay, what is it? Is it something important?" he says with uncertainty in his voice.

You take a deep breath, not sure of where to start. "It's just...I feel a bit nervous on what I'm about to tell you," you say quietly as you look away to avoid eye contact.

Jason's heart beat a bit faster, and he felt nervous and uncomfortable by the minute thinking about the worst possible thing that can happen. 

"Is it about me...?" he said quietly, giving you puppy eyes. You could see that he was feeling scared about the situation, expecting the worst to be said from you.

"Yeah, it is...I just wanted to say-..." you tried to say when you were cut off by Jason unexpectedly hugging you. He buries his face in your shoulders, saying in a quiet, sad tone. "Please don't say you are going to leave me.."

You were very surprised by the sudden embrace. You didn't expect him to react like this, and your heart felt crushed upon hearing him say that he thought you were going to leave him.

"Please don't leave me, I know I can be overbearing, but I love you...please don't leave me..." he said in a quiet hurt tone, as he hugged you tightly in his arms so you couldn't escape. You could feel the desperation in his voice, and you could also feel that he didn't want to let you go. He hugged you even tighter, as he refused to let you slip away from his grips.

You blushed at his words, as you didn’t expect this reaction at all. You didn’t get to say what you wanted to say, right now, and he was already acting overwhelmed, as he thought that you were going to leave him very soon. You hugged him back and said “That’s not what I was going to say…” 

Jason looks directly at you surprised, “Then, what is it?” He says, waiting anxiously for you to share your news with him.

“Will...see...um...Jason…” you say, blushing hard as you tried to find the perfect words for the situation at hand.

“Come on, baby! What is it? I’m going to die here without not knowing what’s wrong!” Jason says frantically, looking at you dead in the eyes with affection. Holding your wrists tightly, he said “Tell me what’s wrong! Please, I can't go on like this…”

“I’m pregnant!" you say nervously, looking away from Jason as you reveal the big news.

You finally said it. This was the most uncomfortable and nervousness you ever felt. Your face turned red from the awkward atmosphere that surrounded you both. You looked back at him, surprised to see him being as shocked as you. His face was as red as yours, and he looked down, embarrassed and speechless. A slight smirk was forming on his face, and you guessed that he felt relief for some reason. It seems like he was glad that this situation was not what he expected, and you were not leaving him.

"Pregnant, you say?" he says, still feeling embarrassed but smirking at you with affection. "Come here..." he pulls you towards him, and he gave you a lovely kiss on the lips, making you blush softly.

You were surprised that he wasn't angry with you. But You kissed him back and said "You aren't mad..?"

He looked at you, and he shook his head. "No, never! Why would I ever be mad at you for carrying my child?" he said as he held your face with both of his hands. That made you blush harder, and he looked at you lovingly. "Honestly, you are making me fall in love with you even more," he said, chuckling softly as he looks at you so obsessively and lovingly. 

"This makes you stuck with me forever, my little lovely pregnant princess," he said in a cheesy tone, which made you blush harder than before.

You felt a sense of relief when he wasn't mad at you for being pregnant. You were feeling so relaxed right now. With your right hand, you touched your stomach, saying, "Jason... I'm scared of being a parent..."

He leaned in and kissed your cheek. "I know, I bit it is. But you have me! I'm new to this too... But I know that we can do it..." He said lovingly, giving you those adorable puppy eyes some more.

"You're going to be the best mom I know you'll be," he said, before he adds "and I'm the best dad to the little version of us.” He gave you a smirk, and he held your hand.

The lovable words melted your heart, and the softness he expressed made you blush even more. You couldn't help but smile softly at him, feeling so much better about this all around situation. "Yeah...everything will be alright if I have you. Nothing can stop us... We're going to raise this baby together, right?"

"That's right!" he said happily as he picked you up unexpectedly in bridal style and kissed your forehead. He then carried you to the bed, placing you down softly.

You smiled and nodded, There would be plenty of time to talk later and figure out everything that involved the baby, so for now, resting was most important for both of you.

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I hope this isn’t that bad lol hope you enjoyed here is a little fan art of Jason

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Keepsafes

Fandom: Batman, DC Comics

Summary: AU where Martha and Thomas survive, and they adopt the batkids.

Chapters: 1/?

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Harvey Dent, Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain, David Cain, Talia al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake

Relationships: Thomas Wayne/Martha Wayne/Alfred Pennyworth, BruHarvey, BruTalia

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Hurt/Comfort, Bruce Wayne is Not Batman, Angst, Alfred Pennyworth Knows All, Bruce Wayne Only Has One Child, Bruce Wayne is Not An Only Child, Bi Bruce Wayne

Chapter One: Faces in the Carpet

Bruce stared at the carpet, searching for faces in the patterns while Alfred spoke to the doctors. He fixated on the agonized faces, the appearance of wailing people until they were all he could see. While he drowned in a sea of suffering faces, Alfred stepped over. He could still remember how his ears rang from the gunshots, but he could hear Alfred’s even tone muffled under all the white noise. Alfred crouched in front of Bruce, pulling Bruce back to the surface. “Master Bruce, would you like to come and see your mother?” Alfred asked. Bruce’s eyes widened, and he took Alfred’s hand. “She can’t see you this way. Here, Master Bruce.” Alfred pulled a wet napkin from a pack and wiped his face before taking Bruce down the hall to his mother.

Some of the tiles in the hallway were stained, and the numbers on some of the doors were missing. Alfred stopped at the door, and Bruce looked up at him. His lips parted as he searched for a way to plead with Alfred to come with him. “It’s alright, Master Bruce… She’s expecting you,” Alfred whispered as he gently nudged Bruce. 

Bruce swallowed hard, remembering the flashing lights and the smell of gunpowder. His hands trembled as he grabbed the door handle, pulling and turning it. He shut his eyes as he entered the hospital room. “Bruce, lovey?” Martha called to him. 

“Mom,” Bruce whimpered.

“Oh, Brucie,” Martha replied. Bruce opened his eyes, looking at his mother with tears in his eyes. She patted the bed beside her. Bruce crept closer and closer to Martha’s bed as tears streamed down his face. He’d never seen his mother look anything less than perfect before. Her hair fell in frizzy ringlets framing her face as they splayed out in all directions on her pillow, her face pale and greenish, the sling and the ill-fitting hospital gown swallowed her up. Bruce sniffed as he finally reached her, and he pressed his face into her lap before releasing a heart-shattering, trembling sob. Martha let her fingers dance through his hair, pulling playfully at the ends. “Bruce, I am fine. Honestly, lovey, I am not worth all this fuss you’re making.” She said it with a softness, but Bruce knew she was much more hurt than she let on. He didn’t mean to make so much noise, but the distress he felt bubbled over, and it was too much to contain. 

He sniveled and gasped in a feeble attempt to collect himself, but it only made him sound and feel more distressed. Bruce wished that he could’ve been brave. He wished he could’ve protected Martha from any undue pain. Unfortunately, all Bruce could do was cry into her lap until he was too tired to do even that. Then, he climbed into her hospital bed and curled into her side. “Bruce?” Martha whispered. 

“I wasn’t big enough… I—.”

“I am supposed to protect you. It has never and will never be the other way around. Do you understand me, lovey? I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you,” Martha interrupted. 

Bruce didn’t reply. He couldn’t get past the thought of the gunshots. Blood seeping through his unconscious parents’ clothes. It felt wrong. And quickly, the fear and sadness turned to determination. Without another word on the subject, Bruce decided he’d become strong enough to protect his parents no matter the cost. 

When he woke up, Martha was talking to the doctors. “Why can’t you just speak plainly to me? I don’t understand,” Martha asked. 

Bruce didn’t move, but he opened one eye and met glances with Alfred. Bruce opened both eyes and mouthed for Alfred not to tell while he tried to listen to what the doctors were saying. “Well, thank you anyway. I will ask my husband when I see him,” Martha replied. After the door shut, Martha looked down at Bruce, tickling his neck before asking, “Could you make any sense of that alphabet soup? Or am I just stupid?” 

“I didn’t understand it either, Mom,” Bruce replied, “How’d you know I was awake?”

“You stopped making noise,” Martha giggled. 

“I should go and check on Master Thomas,” Alfred whispered to excuse himself. 

Bruce sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Oh, Alfred, won’t you take Bruce with you? I’m sure Thomas would love to see him. Bruce, keep your father company for a while. I’m sure he needs it. I want to try and get freshened up,” Martha lied. Bruce kissed her cheek before taking Alfred’s hand. He didn’t say anything until they were in the hallway.

“What’d the doctors say about Dad, Alfred? I know you understood what they were talking about,” Bruce whispered. 

“Master Bruce, your father will go home, but he may not fully recover… He may not be able to walk for the foreseeable future,” Alfred answered honestly, “He’ll need you to be patient and kind… without pitying him, of course.”

“Of course,” Bruce nodded, “Have you seen him?” 

“No. I haven’t yet. I suppose you’re the first person he’ll want to see,” Alfred replied, “My sincerest apologies, Master Bruce. I should have escorted you all from the theater—.” 

Bruce dropped Alfred’s hand. “Don’t be silly, Alfred. Thank you for sitting with me these past few days,” Bruce thanked him. 

“You’re always good company, Master Bruce,” Alfred whispered, “I’ll wait outside for thirty minutes… And then I’ll get you something to wear.”

“Alfred, wait—.”

Alfred reassured him, “I won’t leave a second before thirty minutes have passed. " Bruce nodded as he turned his back and headed inside. 

Thomas’ eyes were dark, he was pale, and Bruce stepped back, wanting to turn and run from the reality of the situation. His father was not as bulletproof as he imagined him. Thomas looked far too human for Bruce’s liking. He thought he could get away without Thomas knowing he was ever there, but he heard something that made him stop in his tracks. Thomas sniffed, and Bruce whipped around, watching with terror as Thomas started to cry. Bruce was speechless as he quietly approached Thomas’ hospital bed. “How can I hug you?” Bruce asked. 

It startled Thomas, and he looked into Bruce’s eyes, searching for a look of disapproval or disgust. Bruce’s eyes were trained on Thomas, but they were steady… and his little hands were wrapped around one of Thomas’ in an act of consolation. “Just be careful of the IVs, but you can hug me,” Thomas sniffed as he tried to collect himself. “Sorry.” Bruce hugged Thomas and pressed his face into the crook of Thomas’ arm. 

“I wish I was as brave as you,” Bruce whispered. Thomas tried to swallow, but his throat went dry. He sniffed as tears fell from his eyes. “It’s okay… I cried, too.”

“How’s Mom?” Thomas asked. Bruce climbed into Thomas’ hospital bed with him. 

“She’s alright… She said she’s just freshening up,” Bruce answered. The monitors beeped, and Bruce looked up at them. “How bad is it?”

“Um… Spinal injuries are tricky, Bruce. There’s a lot of swelling, but I’m pretty strong. There’s a chance I could walk again with lots of physical therapy, but I’m sure I’ll need long-term assistance—.”

“Are you hurting?” Bruce asked. 

Thomas rustled a hand through Bruce’s hair. “It’s there, and I’ll be feeling it quite a bit once the medication wears off, but—. It’s nothing for you to worry about,” Thomas whispered. 

“Not true. Being a Wayne means helping others,” Bruce replied. He’d heard Thomas say that several times at press conferences and galas. The way Bruce said it made Thomas light up for a moment, and he almost seemed like his old self. 

“That’s right, Bruce… But I’m gonna have to help myself, too—.”

“I know, but it doesn’t mean that you have to do it all by yourself. Mom says no man is an island. You’ve got to accept help when you need it,” Bruce interrupted. 

Thomas chuckled. “I can’t argue with that,” Thomas replied.