#the waynes nanny

[to-the-stars8]

Hi! I was wondering if in The Waynes' Nanny will we ever see bruce and the nanny get together, romantically speaking. And when is the next chapter coming out? I am OBSESSED with this fanfic!

Omg babes, I'm so glad you like my story!! I'm working on the next chapter now, so it'll be uploaded tonight or sometime this week!

But, for your big question, if the Nanny and Bruce will be together, we'll just have to wait and see 🤭👀 slow burn is gonna be slow

xoxo

[lav-ghost]

Danny was Bruce's Nanny

Danny used to be Bruce Wayne's nanny. He was looking for a job and found that Alfred needed somebody to look after Bruce while he did other things (Cleaning, cooking, getting groceries, etc.) He decided to take up the job, even though everyone had quit. But here's the thing, Bruce nor Alfred knows he's half-dead (Alfred would find out later, he's Alfred after all)

Later on, when Bruce grows up and adopts all his kids, non knowing that he had a nanny and was a troublemaker, he makes a comment about having one when he was younger. He was trying to convince his children that it wouldn't hurt to have one.

"Alfred can't always look after you. Dick and Jason are in their 20's and don't need a nanny and besides, Nannies aren't bad or weak, I had one myself after all." Bruce didn't know that this would lead to questions about who they were, what they were like, and where they lived(Tim and the others wanted to do a background check, even though they weren't there when he did have one.)

Alfred cuts in to say that his nanny was a miracle worker and always had Bruce asleep by the time he needed to be. "He always made breakfast and had Bruce up when he needed to go to school. He even helped around the manor."

On the other side of Gotham. Danny was visiting since he hadn't been around in a few years and wanted to see how things were going. Color him surprised when he finds out the little boy he nannied when he was younger is a grown man with children! Well, it had been a while since he had last seen Bruce and Alfred.

[nelkcats]

Immortal Nanny

Bruce Wayne had never been a father. He knew what it was like to be a good father, and he knew what good fathers should be like, but adopting Richard was an impulse, a moment when he decided to give a child the comfort he needed, as he himself had needed in the past.

But just because he knew and understood didn't mean he could do it, or that he could become a good father instantly. Alfred would be a great help, of course, but it was he who had to raise the boy, Alfie was too old to start raising another child.

So, it was only natural that he forgot all about his busy life as "Brucie Wayne", adopting Dick hadn't stopped the million interviews or meetings, and while Alfred was extremely capable, Bruce still decided to hire a nanny.

Daniel Nightingale was a bit of an outsider (in a good way), he was studying at Gotham U, and was doing very well in his chosen career; though his records were strangely empty, Bruce knew he could trust him. His tired look and the shy smile he gave him upon arriving at the mansion was enough to calm his concerns.

Perhaps it was because he was just starting out as Batman at the time that he didn't investigate further.

Anyway, Dick loved Danny, from that first day, he used to tell Bruce about his "adventures" and how much fun he had. On one occasion he even told him they had a snowball fight (which confused him, because it was July but he was too tired to question the excited kid).

So, Danny became Dick's, and later Jason's, official nanny. He never complained and always smiled. The boy got along quite well with Alfred and would attend to any emergency, although he was never involved in the vigilante business.

It was only after Jason's death, when Tim arrived, that someone began to question Danny. Tim wasn't sure about Danny, there were a lot of things...that just didn't fit, and if the old photos of the mansion were any indication, the nanny wasn't getting any older.

Dick wasn't ten anymore and that was pretty obvious, but Danny looked exactly the same. Tim frowned, puzzled as to how no one had investigated such an oddity before. Alfred simply looked at him with an amused smile. He wondered how long it would take for the family to notice the (rather obvious) secrets of the elusive nanny.

Alfred couldn't blame the boy, the easiest way to hide something was in plain sight. And he knew the halfa would never hurt his family.

[silusvesuius]

drac & pongorma ^_·^

[hood-ex]

This is literally the most parent child convo ever.

Dick: How come she [Babs] gets her own cave? I want my own cave!

Bruce: Nobody's getting their own cave.

[punkiebuttons]

Y/N: (Applying to be the batboys nanny) I come from the bad parts of Gotham. There’s nothing these kids could throw at me that I haven’t seen before.

Y/N: Except maybe their trust funds

Bruce: ….

Damian (Bursting into the room):Father! It’s your worst nightmare!

Tim: Oh would you stop announcing yourself when you enter a room.

Damian (glares at Tim then proceeds to commit attempted murder)

Bruce: Fortunately the Wayne men age gracefully

Jason: Well you’ve always been a rebel

Jason: Oh poor Damian! I can’t imagine what it feels like being despised by so many people

Damian: Oh come on, don’t be modest

[oneshotprincess]

people are always making superbat sound of music aus and they're all great but i think a batcat one would be so funny

like a selina kyle who applies for the post with the plan of seducing billionaire bruce wayne, finding out his secrets, and then making off with his fortune, only to have to deal with 6 of the Worst Children Ever

[suzukiblu]

For @onionowlwatchingu: 🦬 and "feral omega murder-nanny Jason and pup Damian in the League".

It lays the blood-slick kukri outside the entrance of the nest, still in easy reach but presented as an obvious warning, and then it moves onto the far more important concern of fussing over the pup. It licks the blood out of their hair and off their face, and it wraps them up comfortably and wraps itself around them, and it tries to remember what else it's supposed to do for a pup. The pup is warm and safe and sleeping, but . . . 

Food, the bird remembers abruptly. It should’ve found the pup food. The pup has sire-scent on them, but the bird doesn’t know where that sire is and can’t expect them to supply any. 

So it should’ve gotten food, yes. But it’s not going to take the pup out of the nest now, when they’re warm and safe and sleeping. That’s–not what it’s supposed to do. 

But the pup might wake up hungry. But the pup might need fed. But . . . 

There’s . . . 

The bird doesn’t remember why, but it should be able to feed a pup. It should be able to . . . do something about that. Somehow. It doesn’t remember why, but it knows it should be able to do something about that. It’s–a thing that should be able to do something about that. It’s . . . 

That’s something it should be able to do. 

But it’s a weapon, not a thing like that. But it’s . . . 

Sometimes it forgets, exactly, what it is either way. 

Or what it even is at all.

[to-the-stars8]

The Waynes' Nanny

Batfamily and Reader/ Bruce Wayne x Reader Chapters Ao3

Runaways

You didn’t know how to explain to Mr. Wayne that his two sons, Jason and Duke, snuck out of the house in search of you. 

You had taken the day off to attend your friend’s wedding, which had been fun until your third drink. No sooner had you tipped the glass to your lips did a little old lady tap you on the shoulder saying that two young men were looking for you. Intrigued by the prospect of being sought out by handsome men, you followed her to an empty room. There, the boys were sitting and eating away at some cake. 

It took you a few moments to realize that they were there all by themselves, and all at once shock mixed with panic rushed through you. Once the relief of finding them alright had passed, you scolded them to the point that both boys were in near tears. Between long lectures you would pull them into hugs, saying how glad you were that they were alright.

“Oh, what were you thinking!” You exclaimed when you let them go. “You could have gotten lost or kidnapped. Mr. Wayne would have my head—Mr. Wayne! The man is going to have a stroke.”

When you went to find a phone, Duke burst into tears as he mumbled that he didn’t want to get into trouble. Jason, as he tried to comfort his brother, had started to cry, too. By the time you returned, the pair could hardly string a sentence along together without hyperventilating. Even when you assured them that everything would be okay, they still refused to calm down. You had hoped that maybe seeing their father would help them, but he had made the situation worse. Mr. Wayne had come barreling through the doors already demanding to know what had crossed their minds to do such a thing. 

“Don’t shout,” You snapped, stroking Jason’s hair and rubbing Duke’s back. “They already know they’re in trouble.”

“I’m sorry,” Jason gasped out between heavy breaths as he reached out for his father. Bruce didn’t let his anger stop him from pulling the boy into his arms, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. He pulled Duke from your arms toward him, mumbling to his boys that he was glad that they were safe. 

“I—I’m sorry, Dad,” Duke cried. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” 

You shushed him before suggesting to Mr. Wayne that the four of you go outside to the car lest curious guests look in. He seemed to quietly fight the idea at first, wanting an explanation no matter who watched but gave in at the sight of his poor boys. You carried Duke while Bruce carried Jason, who was looking over his father’s shoulder at you. 

There was little hassle getting them buckled into the car since Bruce had threatened them with an even bigger punishment if they didn't behave from that moment on. You knew he wouldn’t, but the threat had sounded real enough for them to comply. As soon as you began closing the car door Duke kicked his foot to stop it.  

Duke, weeping, said, “No! Stay!”

You had tried to explain that you couldn’t, that you needed to stay for the rest of your friend’s wedding, but they weren’t listening. Finally, you asked, “Why are you two acting this way? I was coming home later tonight!”

Jason, who was a bit more coherent, said, “Dick said you don’t love us, and you only spend time with us because you get paid.” 

You groaned, rolling your eyes as you shot a look over at Mr. Wayne. ��Do you wanna have that talk with Richard when you get home, or would you rather it be me?” Bruce only sighed before turning his back to you and the boys. Shaking your head, you said, “I get paid to watch you kids, yes, but that does not mean I don't love you.” 

“Really?” Jason asked. 

You kissed his forehead and said, “Really.” Tugging at the buckles of the car seats, you made sure they were secure. “Be good for your Dad. You guys gave him quite a scare.”

“Okay,” They said in unison. 

Once the car door swung shut, you looked at Mr. Wayne with a coy smile. He only returned the light-hearted gesture by narrowing his eyes and frowning. 

“Don’t lie to my kids like that. I don’t want you hurting their feelings,” He said as he rounded the car to the driver’s side. 

“I wasn’t,” You tried to say, but he had already started the car. You didn’t know if it was the drink or your annoyance of his hot and cold temper towards you. It made you want to scream at him, to get him to stop shoving whatever feelings he had with having a nanny, and to say them to you outright. Instead of going to him, you decided to go back into the venue for another drink. 

You told yourself you hadn’t meant to drink as much as you did, but you couldn’t help it when the wedding was getting to be so much fun. The drama had gotten heated, the bar was endless, and it only doomed you from there. By the end of it, you were sober enough to call a cab yet not to walk in a straight line or not slur your words. When you returned to Wayne Manor you tried to be quiet getting in, but that only resulted in you running into the entranceway table. After skillfully saving a vase from toppling over, you began to remove your coat. 

“When did coats get to be so hard to take off,” You mumbled to yourself, trying to shrug off your jacket, but it had gotten caught on your purse. 

“Are you okay,” A voice asked. 

Jumping, you tried to whip around to see who it was but tripped on your own feet. Luckily, hands caught you before you could fall to the floor. Looking up, you noticed it was Mr. Wayne, and you loathed to see him. 

“I’m fine,” You said, standing straight. “Thank you.”

“You’re drunk,” He pointed out like you didn’t already know. You rolled your eyes before trying to get your coat off again, but you only ended up stumbling right into Mr. Wayne’s chest. Mumbling an apology, you started to try again before he told you to stop. Mr. Wayne then slowly took off your purse and took your coat, throwing them on the table. “Come on.”

You hadn’t expected him to loop an arm around your waist and help you up the stairs. He was kind about it, too, which left you even more confused. “I love the kids, you know.”

“What?” Mr. Wayne asked, his tone mixed with genuine confusion and irritation. 

You gulped. “Earlier you said not to lie about loving the kids, but I wasn’t lying.” 

He didn’t say anything at first, and you thought he would just leave it there. But, after you made it up to the first landing of the stairs, he said, “I know. It’s…I don’t want my kids getting hurt if things go bad. Do you understand?”

“I do,” You grumbled, swaying a bit. His grip tightened around your waist and he pulled you more into him. “You’re a good father. I’d like to have you as my dad.”

He managed a smile. “A lot of people would.”

You giggled before you hiccuped. When you looked back up at Mr. Wayne to see if he noticed, he was holding back a chuckle. You groaned, before saying, “I didn’t mean to come home this way.”

“Yes, you did,” He corrected and the two of you finally made it to the first floor. “But, don’t worry about it. You’re good at your job, and this isn’t an often occurrence.”

“Plus, it’s my day off,” You added. 

He agreed with you that it was, indeed, your day off. When the two of you had made it to your bedroom door, there was a brief pause as Mr. Wayne considered whether or not it would be appropriate for him to enter your room. After you failed to open the door, he decided that no harm would be done. You fell onto the bed before kicking off your heels with a satisfied groan. 

Bruce was going to leave you until you called out, “Mr. Wayne.” He stopped, kneeling over you as you spoke. Your eyes were closed and you were slurring through every word.“Are Duke and Jason okay?”

It was sweet that you still were concerned for them. “They were upset when they got their games taken away.”

“Jason will be fine. He never played games much.”

“That’s why I told him no new books for a month.” Bruce paused before adding, “I apologize for saying you didn’t love the kids.”

You opened your eyes and smiled. “Apology accepted, but just this once…We’re friends, you know? Even though you’re my boss. I won’t betray you. I pinky promise on my life. We’re in this together, old man.”

Bruce tried not to dwell too much on the old man part of your sentiment. “Thank you, Nan. I appreciate that.”

“Very good, Mr. Wayne,” You said. “Good night.”

He was going to take that as his cue to leave the conversation, but your drunken brain had other ideas. You were quick to lean up and peck him on the lips before he even had a chance to say goodnight. All at once he felt a range of emotions; confusion, surprise, and embarrassment. You were so nonchalant about the whole situation, probably not having realized it had happened, that you simply turned over to sleep. Quickly, Bruce used that as an excuse to not bring it up since you were more than likely not to remember it by the next morning. 

Right as he was going to step out the door, you called him back. He poked his head into your room again and felt his heart flush when you asked, “Did I just kiss you?”

For his sake and yours, he answered, “No.”

You hummed before dropping your head back onto the pillow. Closing the door, Bruce reminded himself that the last thing he needed to be doing was thinking about an employee in such a romantic way. 

[deadbeetleblog]

Nanny McPhee but it's Bruce Wayne and his seven children, Dickie is determined w his siblings to get the attention of his widow father by scaring away all of their nannies.

bruce is on the edge of crashing out when A disembodied voice tells him,"What you need is Nanny Pennyworth" (? I'm still not sure about this one the rest of the cast is really blurry)

Evangeline could be Clark or Selina depending on your preference of kids, but the late mother of the kids could be Talia or Selina I like both.

The cook could be alfred(if he's not McPhee) or um Martha Kent??? I'm not sure

Selma Quickly could be again Selina,Talia (unlikely),most probably Vicky Vale since I don't like her

Aunt Adelaide could be um Jacob kane??? batwoman's father. idk tho

the kids would obviously be

Simon -Dick

Eric - Tim

Sebastian- Duke or Jason, unknown

Agatha - Helena OR Damian OR terry

Liliana- Steph

Christianna- Helena or Barbara ( but Barbara it's not really Bruce's kid so )

Tora- Cass

but it's like up for the readers like opinion ??

[theofficialdailyplanet]

watching the nanny and i had an epiphany

[emerdoodls]

they are FATHER and SON and i have feelings about it

[oceanview15]

Helena: Mom! Dad is resetting the combination to his jewelry safe!

Selina: Now Helena, what did I tell you about snooping?

Helena: That there should always be a lookout.

Selina: Good! Go wait in the hall.

[autistic-danieljackson]

I'm pretty sure Wayne Brady just pocket sanded Teal'c and it wasn't supposed to be but it was the funniest thing that's happened on this show

[hood-ex]

I'm gonna be real I didn't realize you had a kid and now I think you are obligated to raise them as your robin

I don't have any kids, I'm just a nanny 😆. If you hear me say "my kid" or something then I'm referring to the kids I nanny. I will never be a mother, but I'm going to be an aunt in a month, and I will definitely be introducing her to Robin at some point 😆.

[shadowhunterwizardghostgirl]

Ok hear me out: Batfamily Nanny Macphee au

Please write it someone 🙏