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my name is oliwer. i'm 22 and use he/him 🏳️‍⚧️ pronouns. born and currently living in poland. maybe i do care about tim drake.

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So i propose!

Dating brother's bestie(that trope was meant for clark 😌)(i think it would also be a nice sprinkle if reader looks identical to bruce... the drama✨️), confronting the man who raised gn!reader (alfred) and brother (if it's okay), and clark getting cockblocked by the batfam 🤭

(Also also love ur works sm🫶)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞

pairing: clark kent x gn!wayne!reader summary: Clark knew your family didn't always respected your space. He long lost the count of how many times one of your brother's kids walked into your apartment like it's their own, forcing you two to lie about why Clark is there. But it's hard to remember that when the two of you finally have a moment of privacy *untie = gender neutral for aunt/uncle (or more like a blend I liked the most idk)

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There are many perks to being a part of the Wayne family.

You had all the money you would ever need at your disposal. Alfred, who knew what you might need before you did? Your brother, Bruce, who you can always lean on, no matter how hard the times get. And his army of kids, who were willing to burn the world down if anyone disrespected their untie.

But each of those perks came with the con of your family being way too interested in your business. Something you only came to mind when you started dating your brother's friend, Clark.

It made sense for the two of you to keep your relationship a secret. Your family was intense when it came to your partners and adding to that, the fact that Clark is friends with your brother felt like a combination you weren't willing to try.

Luckily, you no longer lived in the manor, moving to Metropolis years ago to handle the Wayne Enterprises branch there. That made hiding your relationship much easier.

Most of the time at least.

Even though your brother had the decency to warn you whenever he would stop by and Alfred was more likely to ask you to pay him a visit, the kids lived under the impression that your flat was theirs too.

You would leave your house empty only to return to Jason and Damian arguing over the last piece of cake. Or find Tim at your dining table in the middle of the night working on a case.

You didn't mind it at first, you even liked it. Having the kids stop by just because it makes you feel less lonely. Even if that meant stocking up your fridge and pantry enough to feed an army and having to hide the snacks you were really looking forward to eating.

But recently, kids drop by whenever they want to frustrate you. You wished you could just cuddle up with your boyfriend or drag him into your bed without having to worry about one of them bursting through the door and catching you two together. Not to mention, you began to run out of excuses as to why Clark is in your flat.

Last night, you and Clark finally got to spend time together. You'd think that the night of pleasure was enough for the two of you, but after being interrupted by your family so many times, the two of you ended up continuing the activities from the night in the morning.

You had Clark backed up against the counter with your tongue shoved down his throat. One of your hands rested comfortably on his hip while the other squeezed his peck, his lack of shirt giving you easy access. Clark's hands sneaked their way behind your underwear, hoicking up the shirt you were wearing to rest it on the curve on your ass as he squeezed and kneaded your ass.

Neither of you heard your front door opening, too focused on the way the other was feeling.

"Oh shit" Jason gasped, startling both of you. "I knew it!"

"Jason, please, keep quiet," you begged, creating a distance between you and the now flustered Clark. "I'll pay you, just don't tell anyone."

"Too late, I came with everyone," Jason grinned, the front door opening and closing just as he said it.

"I can always fly out the window, sweetheart," Clark offered.

"No way I'm letting you leave! My day is about to get so much better," Jason smirked, stepping aside, so the rest of your family could enter the kitchen.

You watch each of their eyes go between you dressed only in your underwear and Clark's shirt to Clark dressed in sweatpants. Bruce's jaw tightened seeing the Hickeys on Clark's torso.

Damian was the first one to react, drawing his sword and putting the end of the blade against Clark's heart.

"Damian, put the sword down," you ordered, resting the finger on the top of the blade.

"Not until I find out what the meaning of this is," Damian argued, pushing the bald little murder into Clark's skin.

"They're fucking" Jason laughed, smacking Bruce's back.

"We're not fucking" you sighed, glancing at Clark. "We're dating. Clark and I are in a relationship."

The kitchen fell silent for a second. Damian had finally lowered the blade, stepping back to look at you and Clark. Behind him, Tim hands Cass money with a disappointed sigh.

"You're dating?" Bruce asked, keeping his eyes on you to look for any distress.

"Yes," you confirmed, reaching to grab Clark’s hand.

"Are you doing that willingly?"

"Bruce," you groaned.

"I'm just making sure," Bruce said, his body tensing up as he looked over at Clark. "So many men in Metropolis, you just have to pick the only one that isn't human," he sighed, leaving the kitchen.

"That's the closest you'll get to acceptance," Dick snorted, moving towards your fridge to raid your food supply.

"I mean it could've been worse," Tim concluded, opening your jar of cookies. "It could've been a Green Lantern. Imagine Guy Gardner standing here looking like that."

"Ew," Cass' face twisted in disgust.

With the last *'I'm watching you'* from Damian, the kids had followed behind Bruce, leaving only you and Clark with Alfred in the room.

Alfred didn't say anything at first, focusing on putting away the food he brought for you. You and Clark watched him, waiting for him to say something about the reveal.

"I'm happy to have you in the family, Mr Kent," Alfred walked up to Clark, patting his shoulder. You allowed yourself to relax, walking out to join the rest of your family. Clark was about to follow behind you, but Alfred had stopped him. "Please remember that I am not above murder."

You’re free to either make reader someone who Draco holds close but has yet to confess to OR make reader his boyfriend, the choice is yours. I mostly just want to see this idea out in writing…

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫

pairing: draco malfoy x male!reader summary: you and Draco make for an odd pair, bit it works and that's all that matters tags: reader's house isn't mentioned; established relationship; a/n: its shorter than I wanted it to be and there might me mistakes, theres another heatwave and this was the best I could came up with

Many students at Hogwarts know you. Not because you were 'the chosen one' like Harry or from a powerful wizarding family like the Blacks.

You were known for your kindness. Your willingness to help anyone and anything that needs it. Someone forgot or lost their quill? You always had spare ones to share. Need help with homework? You're finding time to help them understand it. You enchanted your robes to be able to carry snacks, water and period products in case of emergencies.

Some students joked that you're an angel.

So, when the first rumours of a certain white-haired asshole caught your attention, the general population of Hogwarts was surprised. Some even rejected the rumours completely, not believing someone like you could date Draco Malfoy.

When Draco first showed interest in you, all of your friends had warned you. They worried he was just planning on using you or breaking your heart for the fun of it.

And a part of you was worried as well. But you were never the one to not give someone a chance because of their reputation.

Sixteen months had passed since you decided to give Draco a chance. Your friends have got used to him and even other Slytherins joining your friend group.

There was no doubt pulling around your relationship with Draco. Nobody could understand how you can love someone as mean as him.

Sometimes when you held him close, his face tucked into the crook of your neck, you wished that they could see beyond his mean mask. For them to realise that there's more to Draco Malfoy.

Draco tried changing, toning down his mean remarks. He didn't want you to be subjected to more worried looks whenever the two of you walked with your hand in his or worse, for you to regret ever giving him a chance.

He no longer was as loud as he used to whenever other Slytherins would poke fun at someone, and sometimes he would simply stand there without adding if he knew you were nearby.

But slipping into his old ways was so easy when Potter dared to glance in your direction one too many times.

"You with your pathetic—" you heard Draco from around the corner. Eager to see him, you quicken up your pace and turn towards it. Only then do you see Draco pointing his finger at Harry.

"Draco?" You asked, adjusting your bag so it doesn't fall off your shoulder.

"My love, aren't you supposed to be in divination?" Draco walked up to you and took the bag from you without a word.

"Trelawney caught it short," you shrugged, looking back at Harry. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Yeah, what were we talking about, Malfoy?" Harry sneered, crossing his arms.

"I, nothing," Draco cleared his throat. "Potter was just being an idiot like usual," he scoffed.

"Do you need help with homework, Harry?" You asked, smacking the back of Draco's head.

"No, I think I got it this time," Harry declined with a smile. "Thank you, (name), you're so kind," Harry added, his words sweet as honey, only to smirk when he glanced at Draco.

As you and Draco walked away, Harry realised that maybe it's not a bad thing that you and Draco are together. You kept him in line in ways nobody ever had.

𝗮𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹'𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘂

I'm having so much fun with my follower event so im letting it take over this month! also I'm preparing a grand finale for peculiar and high on meds after months (?) of waiting

WEEK TWO

(🍰 | 🧋) draco malfoy x male!reader (08.04) (🧋| 🍰) 3k follower event, clark kent x gn!reader (08.05) (🍪 | 🍵) peculiar!reader part three (08.07) (🧋 | 🍰) 3k follower event, kyle rayner (08.09) (🍵 | 🥧) roy harper follower event story pt.02 (no date set, but coming some time this week)

WEEK THREE

(☕️ | 🍪) sorcerers and their loses act two, part one (08.10) (🍵 | 🍪) platonic yandere!ra's al-ghul x immortal!reader (08.11) (🍰 | 🧋) 3k follower event, john constantine (08.12) (☕️ | 🍪 | 🧁) wildflowers of the wayne manor ch.09 (08.14) (🧋| 🍰) 3k follower event, clark kent + lois lane (08.16)

WEEK FOUR

(☕️ | 🍪) sorcerers and their loses act two, part two (08.17) (🍰 | 🧋) 3k follower event, hal jordan (08.19 (🍵 | 🍪) platonic yandere!batfam x stoner!male!reader (08.20) (🧋 | 🍪 | 🧁) daddy's son pt.02 (08.21) (🍰 | 🧋) 3k follower event, barry allen (08.23)

WEEK FIVE

(☕️ | 🍪) sorcerers and their loses act two, part three (08.24) (🍰 | 🧋) 3k follower event, lex luthor (08.26) (🍪 | 🍵) peculiar!reader part three (08.27) (☕️ | 🍪 | 🧁) wildflowers of the wayne manor ch.09 (08.28) (🍵 | 🍪) batfam x street fighter!reader (08.30)

WEEK SIX

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𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

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well good thing I didn't read that series!

no but on a serious note, dc making Conner from Clarks dna (and Lex ig) only to make them brothers was the dumbest move ever made

ig they were too scared of implying a child having two dads

𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞

pairing: wally west x batbro!reader summary: it wasn't wally's fault that he never figured out who your family was! after all your last name didn't match with the rest of your family and he wasn't the type of boyfriend to pry! except maybe he should start doing so, because he's now forced to 'meet' his best friend as his brother's boyfriend…

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Wally knew your family was rich. It was one of the first things he learnt about you. The two of you met after you spilt your coffee over the two of you by accident and insisted on buying him one as an apology. When he agreed, you then proceeded to take him to the most expensive café in Central City with the menus lacking prizes and where he wouldn't be allowed inside if you weren't walking in beside him.

Not wanting to look like he was only after money, he didn't ask much about your family. Especially after learning about your last name and not recognising it.

Now getting out of your car, he wished that he asked about the people that raised you. In front of him was a manor that seemed familiar to him in ways Wally couldn't quite grasp. It felt like he was there before.

The door to the manor opened, revealing an old butler, and suddenly Wally remembered where he saw the manor in front of him.

"Master (name), it is great to see you," Alfred greeted you, pulling you into a tight hug. "Oh and... you,"

"Hi, uh, Mr Pennyworth," Wally waved awkwardly at the butler.

"The family is in the sitting area," Alfred informed the two of you and walked off, knowing the two of you needed to talk.

"You didn't tell me you knew my family," you challenged, turning to your boyfriend.

"And you didn't tell me your Dick's little brother," Wally accused, raising both of his hands up.

"You're friends with Dick?" You questioned. "Since when?"

"Since forever? You seriously didn't know?" Wally asked, chuckling.

"Well, he always said I'm not cool enough to hang out with his friends." You rolled your eyes, a sigh escaping your lips.

"Oh," Wally gulped, wiping the sweat from his palms over his pants. "Dick's going to kill us both?"

"No," you smile, taking Wally's hand into yours. "Not when I mention him dating my friend back in high school and destroying my friendship with her."

"I support your evil ways," Wally swooned, raising both of your hands up to plant a kiss on yours. "I'll always will."

You and Wally walked in hand into the sitting area. Wally tried to ignore how hard his heart was beating, looking around the room for his best friend only to realise he was not there.

"Holy shit" Jason gasped, dropping the popcorn from his hand. "Tim, get the camera!"

"Why would—" Tim started asking as he walked in, only to pause when he saw you and Wally. "Keep Dick away, I'll be right back!"

"Guys," you sighed, squeezing Wally's hand.

"You're dating Wally West," Cass squealed, pulling out her phone to text Stephanie about the identity of your boyfriend.

"I know," you sighed.

"Dick's best friend, Wally West," Jason confirmed, picking up the popcorn from his pants and stuffing it into his mouth.

"To be fair, I only found out in the entryway," you chuckled, glancing at your boyfriend.

"And you didn't know?!" Tim gasped, the camera in his hands pointed right at you and Wally.

"That's what he gets for not introducing me to his friends!" You snorted, showing your middle finger to the camera when you notice Tim focusing it on you.

"But West?" Damian rolled his eyes. "You could do so much better than that, (name)"

"He always had a thing for redheads," Jason giggled.

You grab a pillow from the couch and throw it at Jason.

"Wally? What are you doing here? We were supposed to—" Dick froze, realising what his best friend being in the manor meant. "No."

"Hi, Dick," Wally greeted him with a wobbly smile.

"You!" Dick pointed at Wally. "My (nickname) is your 'hot-shot boyfriend'?!"

"You call me your hot-shot boyfriend to your friends?" you cooed, tugging at Wally's hand to pull him closer.

"No! Stay away!" Dick ran up to you, dragging you away from Wally and wrapping his arms around you. "That's my baby brother."

"There's only a year—" you argued.

"My baby brother Wally!" Dick interrupted, pointing his finger back at Wally.

"I didn't know," Wally cried, looking at the rest of your family for help.

"What a bullshit excuse," Dick rolled his eyes, keeping you close to him and patting your head.

"I'm afraid it's not an excuse, Master Dick," Alfred chimed in, setting a tray onto the coffee table. "Both of them learnt about your affiliation with you in the entryway."

"How did you not know? He's my best friend!" Dick scolded, finally letting go of you.

"Name one time you let me anywhere near your friends," you argued, watching Dick open his mouth just to close it. "See?"

"You're right, I fucked up there," Dick sighed, his eyes travelling between you and Wally. "Doesn't mean I'm okay with this. If I see any sort of PDA from the two of you I will cry."

"We'll keep it low," you promised with a smile, returning to Wally's side.

"And you," Dick walked right up to Wally. "Wally, if you hurt him. I will hold you down and let Damian use you as a training dummy."

"Message received," Wally nodded, truly smiling for the first time since Dick entered the room.

Dick nodded, watching you and Wally for a moment before lying down on the carpet and covering his eyes with his arm.

"See? Told you he wouldn't kill us," you chuckled, nudging Wally with your elbow.

"Still debating it!"

taglist: @lilymarshmello65

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

pairing: roy harper x batbro!reader (ft. crashout!dick grayson) summary: a series of unfortunate events reveal the identity of you secret boyfriend to your older brother dick. and just when the dust began to settle, he finds out who helped the two of you hide your relationship

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It is easy to forget your brothers' visit with Roy's lips on yours, tongues intertwined. Your hands travelled under his shirt, your fingers pinching his nipple. Roy sneaked his hands under the band of your sweatpants, feeling the heat of your crotch. You started pushing him down onto a couch when a high-pitched scream caused you two to jump away from each other.

What the fuck?!" Dick screamed, the plastic bags slipping out of his grip. "What are you doing?!"

"Kiss—" you started, explaining when Roy pulled you back.

"Dude, you can't do that!" Dick argued, pulling you to the opposite side of the couch. "That's my brother!"

"I can when your brother is my boyfriend," Roy grinned, scorching closer to you.

"What?!"

"Why are you screaming?" Jason sighed, looking around the room until his eyes met you and Roy. "Oh, what the fuck?!"

"They were kissing and—" Dick was explaining when Jason cut his off.

"You promised not to fuck Roy on the couch when I'm sleeping on it!" Jason gagged, covering his mouth with a hand.

"We were just kissing," you rolled your eyes, shifting so you're sitting next to Roy again.

"'Just kissing' my ass, it's never just kissing with the two of you," Jason scoffed, picking up the snacks that fell out of the bags Dick brought.

"You knew?!" Dick accused, pointing his finger at Jason.

"Oh yeah," Jason shrugged, putting the last of the snacks back into the bag. "You still didn't tell him?"

"We were planning on doing this today and forgot this moron never knocks," you scoffed, leaning in when Roy wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

"You told him and not me?!" Dick gasped, holding onto his heart. "I'm your favourite brother!"

"Tim is my favourite brother," you grinned.

"Favourite older brother!" Dick argued, leaning over the armchair with his hand never leaving his heart.

"That's Jason," you rolled your eyes. Behind you, Jason stacked his tongue out at Dick.

"You and Jason are the same age!" Dick complained, raising his middle finger back at his brother.

"And yet still his favourite," Jason bantered, returning the middle finger.

"This is a nightmare," Dick whined, falling onto the armchair with his face hidden in his face. "And why are you so fine with this?"

"Eh, knowing (name)'s dating history," Jason shrugged, opening a bag of chips. "Could've been worse."

"The what?!"

"Listen, Roy knows the rules," Jason sighed, throwing a fist full of chips into his mouth. "He hurt our (name), I cut his dick off and Alfred will sew it onto his forehead. No anaesthesia.

"That's all? He had his tongue down (name)'s throat," Dick argued, his face twisted in disgust as he watched you and Roy sit next to each other.

"Yeah, well, I found out when I caught them fucking on my couch," Jason gagged at the memory. "Tongue? Yeah, child's play with those two."

"And then you forced me to buy you a new one," Roy remembered, tracing circles on your arm.

"In exchange for your silence," you added, your arm sneaking around Roy's waist.

"And I was silent," Jason reminded the two of you. "Not my fault, you're worse than fucking teenagers."

"Who else knows?" Dick wondered, prepared for another heartbreak.

"Alfred," the three of you said at the same time.

"That's fair," Dick admitted, taking a deep but shaky breath in.

"And Tim," Jason recounted, lying down on the couch with one of his legs thrown over you and Roy.

"Don't push it."

taglist: @lilymarshmello65

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬

pairings: yandere!bruce wayne x male!reader (ft. platonic yandere!batkids) summary: as the last preparations for his son's first gala appearance are being finalised, Bruce Wayne meets a handsome florist that challenges his perception of love and destroys the foundation of who Bruce truly is. One meeting leaves him wanting more and more. As Bruce spends more time with (name), he finds himself on the path of self-discovery and feeling darker than the filthiest alleyways in Gotham. tags/warnings: dead dove: do not eat, age gap (bruce is in his late 30s/early 40s, reader before his 30th birthday), toxic relationships, power imbalance ( employer-employee relationship), potential smut, dubcon and noncon (though noncon is only mentioned, not actually written out), reader works with flowers and plants in general, obsessive behaviour, possessiveness, gore, murder, kidnapping, drugging, alcohol usage, forced parental figures (?), both bruce and reader are bisexual and bruce doesn't know how to deal with it a/n: me watching 'the pitt' bled through in this one. so sorry to all abbot fans

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Walking up to Wayne Manor felt humiliating in a way you never felt before. You had hookups before where you had to leave until moments after your eyes opened, but it was the first time you were forced to return.

You cursed yourself for getting drunk with Bruce and fall for ocean blue eyes.

"Ah, (name), it is wonderful to see you," Alfred greeted you, opening the door wide before you reached it. "Have you rested properly? Would you like me to inform Master Bruce of your arrival?"