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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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𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦

pairings: platonic yandere!batfam x neglected!sorcerer!male!reader (ft. satoru gojo x reader) summary: Your father let out a sigh of relief when he heard the news of you getting enrolled in the same religious school as your mother. He wasn't in a place to be your father, not when the city called him. Not when Dick needed a parent more than you. And there was something about you that scared Bruce just a bit. He just didn't expect for you to return to the manor years later looking like you went through hell and back. But Bruce and his kids don't have the time to unpack what happened to you in Japan. The city once again is put first. But then why are they sad when you return back to Japan following a man in a blindfold? And why does every fibre of their beings so badly wishes that you would follow behind them instead? tags: jjk spoilers; past suguru x reader mentioned, but not really; emotional neglect; reader has an aura that batfam doesn't know how to deal with (it's his curse energy); typical jjk & dc violence; death and murder; assassins; attempts at kidnapping; zenin clan mentioned; satoru dgaf about giving his clan an heir and goes after reader anyway; reader uses shikigami; mentions of zenin clan's treatment of women; unrequited love; manipulation taglist: open. a/n: I kept changing the ending of this chapter and I still don't like it 💔

act one, part three | masterlist | act two, part two

You knew you had finally made it to Gotham when the familiar stench of the city overruns your senses. You stood at the airport, trying to ignore the curses. Each resident seemed to have stuck to them. None of them appeared to be life-threatening. They were more of an annoyance in their daily lives, bringing more exhaustion they couldn't explain.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket again and for a moment you wonder if you should buy a new one. As quickly as it came, you shake off the thought. You already hated a part of yourself for leaving your friends, cutting them off fully out of your life felt cruel in a way you weren't ready for.

You looked around the airport looking for Alfred, hoping he didn't forget about his promise. He told you not to worry, that Bruce allowed him to take the day off so he could come and pick you up, but the worry remained. Worry that it was all just an elaborate plan to keep you away from ever achieving happiness.

Before you can turn around and try to catch the next flight that leaves the airport, you spot Alfred standing of to the side and looking for you.

"My boy, I'm so glad to finally have you home," Alfred pulled you into a tight hug the moment you approached him. "You must be hungry, would you like to stop somewhere to eat?"

"I'm more tired, I'd rather crash for a few hours," you admitted, trying and failing to stop the butler from grabbing your bags.

"Of course, your room is all ready for you to live in," Alfred smiled, his hand on your back as he began to guide you out of the airport.

You spent the entire ride staring down at your thighs, responding to the few questions Alfred had. You expected a flood of questions, maybe a hopeful plan the butler had for the future, but you were grateful that he kept the conversation to the minimum.

The sorcerer part of you wanted to look out of the window, get rid of the curse that had your senses on high alert. But it wasn't your first time in Gotham, and even though you didn't know much about curses back then, you knew it wasn't just one curse. The whole city reeked of curse energy and getting rid of one wanting to change anything. You would only be risking attracting unwanted attention, something you wanted to avoid now that you've left jujutsu.

Walking through the front door of the manor, you quickly realised that the place was also infected with a curse. You bite back a sigh. Your only hope was that a simple barrier would be able to keep that thing away from your space for a bit before the family once again forgets about your existence. If you're lucky, you will be able to exorcise it without causing any damage. Glancing back at Alfred, you wonder if he would cover for you in case the curse broke something.

"Isn't my room that way?" You asked when the two of you made it to the second floor, and you realised that Alfred had turned to the opposite direction you remembered your room being located in.

"No, I had you move closer to the family," Alfred explained, waiting for you to catch up. "Your room is right next to your father's."

You ball up your hands, you nail digging into the flesh of your palms. With a deep breath, you relaxed your fists, nodding at the butler's words instead of arguing with him. You hope his obsession with you will fade away soon, since there would no longer be any distance between you and the family.

Walking into the room, you wonder if Alfred brought you into the wrong one. It appeared to be set up for a person much younger than you. Turning around to face the bitter, catching the look in his eyes, and you knew it wasn't a mistake.

"It's..." childish, that's the words you wanted to use. "Cool, really cool. Thank you, Alfred."

He left you alone after that, giving you space to rest. You made sure the bags were out of the way before throwing yourself onto the bed.

Alfred tried convincing you to join the family for dinner, but you managed to convince him that you weren't feeling well and didn't want to leave the wrong impression on them.

You did you best to not look smug when the butler promised to bring you a plate instead.

The next day you woke up to a small curse rattling your bed. You sent Echo, your ten-foot-long shikigami in the shape of a snake, to deal with it without having to get up from under the covers.

You make a mental note to check the rest of the manor for more curses so you won't have to deal with them bothering you while you rest.

By the time you walked out of your room, the family had already scattered to different parts of the manor, leaving Alfred to clean up after their breakfast.

Without a word, you stacked a few of the plates and took them into the kitchen. You ate the breakfast you made in silence, watching Alfred clean up after the family.

You decided to walk through the manor for any signs of curses right after breakfast. You told Alfred you wanted to check how the manor changed while you were gone, but you barely paid attention to how it looked when you first came to Gotham and you weren't paying attention to it now either. The changes in places of thousand dollar vases was the last thing you were interested in. You only wanted to make sure the manor was free of curses. If needed, you could always try to put a protective barrier around the premier to keep them out.

Walking through one of the corridors, you stumbled into two teenagers, a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and another with short and dark hair.

"You must be (name)! Alfred was so excited about your return. The blonde one lit up when she realised who you were, she extended her hand towards you. "I'm Steph and this is Cass."

You took Steph's hand and shook it. You knew by the way her smile felt that it was most likely you would last interaction longer. You didn't know if she heard the heavy air around you from Tim, or if she simply gelt it when your hand touched, but you knew she would avoid you just like he did.

Cassandra, didn't say anything. She simply watched you as if she knew you. Like she could not only read but also understand you. You knew that she did, not fully. There was only one person who could know what's going through your head with just one look, and he's currently an ocean away.

You ended up deciding that the other residents handled any curses roaming the hallways for so long, you could focus on keeping them away from your space.

Forming a routine in the manor came easier than you worried it would. Each day you make sure to wake up around the time Alfred began cleaning up after breakfast. At first, you could make your own food, but quickly found that letting the butler do it earned you a few more hours without interruption from him.

You then stay in your room until the next meal rolls around. Most of the time you would spend staring at the ceiling, listening to the life outside your room. You leave your room two more times during the day, for lunch just long enough to eat it and for dinner. Dinners you ate with Alfred on the kitchen island.

At first, you ate them as quickly as your other two meals, but the butler expressed his worry over you being depressed and the last thing you wanted was for him to try and drag you to a therapist. Or worse, he would try to play one.

At some point, you start responding to messages Shoko and Satoru left. You wanted them to know that you were alive and that leaving Tokyo was your choice, that Alfred only helped you by buying a ticket. Your responses weren't long, especially when compared to screen-long texts Satoru would send you, but were long enough to keep The Strongest from abandoning his responsibilities and teleporting to you instead.

That morning started differently from your previous ones in the manor. Instead of the rays of the sun that sneaked through the curtains to warm up your face, your phone's ringtone snapped you out of the slumber.

It was Nanami. He was sent to a nearby city to exercise a curse and needed your assistance.

There wasn't enough time for you to find and warn Alfred about leaving, so you ended up leaving him a note about being away from the manor for the day and borrowing one of the cars.

In the garage, you make sure to choose a car with automatic transmission to make it easier to control. You could count on one hand the amount of times you drove one that wasn't automatic and you despised each one.

The first call from Alfred came as the welcome signs to the neighbouring city appeared. You put your phone on silent, hoping the calls will strip after he finds the note you left.

You find Nanami standing at the corner of the street he told you he would be waiting for.

Nanami gave you small details about the curse he was tracking and as the car approached the area, the thing was haunting. You know why.

He should be able to handle the curse without a problem. It is the same grade as Nanami.

You stood in the back, letting your underclassman handle the curse. Observing gave you the time to notice how much his technique has improved in the time you were gone.

If it was anyone else, you would think getting you out of Gotham was just an excuse to talk you into going back, but you knew Nanami wouldn't pretend to need help with the curse just to try to drag you back into jujutsu.

With the curse exercised, Nanami suggested the two of you eat lunch together.

You agreed, despite the exhaustion creeping into your bones. It was pathetic, you were tired despite only standing while Nanami handled all the work. You didn't know where it came from. Was it because it was your first time outside the manor since the day you walked through the threshold? Or maybe your body has finally got to be somewhere that doesn't constantly reek of curse energy and is now ready to get proper rest?

"I don't blame you for leaving," Nanami told you over your half-eaten plates. "Nobody does."

"You should," you argued, moving the food on your plate with a fork. "Suguru was right, I am a coward."

"Then we will be cowards together," Nanami huffed.

"What do you mean?" you asked, pausing your movements.

"I'm thinking about leaving too," he admitted, his eyes finding yours. "I never thought it was an option until you did it, and now it's all I can think about."

"Are you sure?" You wondered, your heart rate rising.

"I think so," Nanami nodded, taking another bite. "I think it's my chance at normalcy."

Normalcy.

You haven't thought of it that way even once since you left Japan.

On your drive back to Gotham you come to the conclusion that Nanami was right. Leaving jujutsu behind was your chance too. Your chance to prove to yourself and everyone else that you could do more than die under a curse or turn towards madness as Suguru did.

Alfred was waiting for you outside when you parked the car at the front door. He opened his mouth, most likely to give you a lecture about leaving after leaving just a note behind, but you stopped him.

"I want to keep studying," you told Alfred, letting him take the keys from your open palm. "Something that has nothing to do with what I did in Japan."

Alfred smiled, pulling you into a tight hug.

"I'm so glad to hear that, my boy. I can wait to see what you choose."

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𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦

pairings: platonic yandere!batfam x neglected!sorcerer!male!reader (ft. satoru gojo x reader) summary: Your father let out a sigh of relief when he heard the news of you getting enrolled in the same religious school as your mother. He wasn't in a place to be your father, not when the city called him. Not when Dick needed a parent more than you. And there was something about you that scared Bruce just a bit. He just didn't expect for you to return to the manor years later looking like you went through hell and back. But Bruce and his kids don't have the time to unpack what happened to you in Japan. The city once again is put first. But then why are they sad when you return back to Japan following a man in a blindfold? And why does every fibre of their beings so badly wishes that you would follow behind them instead? tags: jjk spoilers; past suguru x reader mentioned, but not really; emotional neglect; reader has an aura that batfam doesn't know how to deal with (it's his curse energy); typical jjk & dc violence; death and murder; assassins; attempts at kidnapping; zenin clan mentioned; satoru dgaf about giving his clan an heir and goes after reader anyway; reader uses shikigami; mentions of zenin clan's treatment of women; unrequited love; manipulation taglist: open. a/n: I kept changing the ending of this chapter and I still don't like it 💔

act one, part three | masterlist | act two, part two

You knew you had finally made it to Gotham when the familiar stench of the city overruns your senses. You stood at the airport, trying to ignore the curses. Each resident seemed to have stuck to them. None of them appeared to be life-threatening. They were more of an annoyance in their daily lives, bringing more exhaustion they couldn't explain.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket again and for a moment you wonder if you should buy a new one. As quickly as it came, you shake off the thought. You already hated a part of yourself for leaving your friends, cutting them off fully out of your life felt cruel in a way you weren't ready for.

You looked around the airport looking for Alfred, hoping he didn't forget about his promise. He told you not to worry, that Bruce allowed him to take the day off so he could come and pick you up, but the worry remained. Worry that it was all just an elaborate plan to keep you away from ever achieving happiness.

Before you can turn around and try to catch the next flight that leaves the airport, you spot Alfred standing of to the side and looking for you.

"My boy, I'm so glad to finally have you home," Alfred pulled you into a tight hug the moment you approached him. "You must be hungry, would you like to stop somewhere to eat?"

"I'm more tired, I'd rather crash for a few hours," you admitted, trying and failing to stop the butler from grabbing your bags.

"Of course, your room is all ready for you to live in," Alfred smiled, his hand on your back as he began to guide you out of the airport.

You spent the entire ride staring down at your thighs, responding to the few questions Alfred had. You expected a flood of questions, maybe a hopeful plan the butler had for the future, but you were grateful that he kept the conversation to the minimum.

The sorcerer part of you wanted to look out of the window, get rid of the curse that had your senses on high alert. But it wasn't your first time in Gotham, and even though you didn't know much about curses back then, you knew it wasn't just one curse. The whole city reeked of curse energy and getting rid of one wanting to change anything. You would only be risking attracting unwanted attention, something you wanted to avoid now that you've left jujutsu.

Walking through the front door of the manor, you quickly realised that the place was also infected with a curse. You bite back a sigh. Your only hope was that a simple barrier would be able to keep that thing away from your space for a bit before the family once again forgets about your existence. If you're lucky, you will be able to exorcise it without causing any damage. Glancing back at Alfred, you wonder if he would cover for you in case the curse broke something.

"Isn't my room that way?" You asked when the two of you made it to the second floor, and you realised that Alfred had turned to the opposite direction you remembered your room being located in.

"No, I had you move closer to the family," Alfred explained, waiting for you to catch up. "Your room is right next to your father's."

You ball up your hands, you nail digging into the flesh of your palms. With a deep breath, you relaxed your fists, nodding at the butler's words instead of arguing with him. You hope his obsession with you will fade away soon, since there would no longer be any distance between you and the family.

Walking into the room, you wonder if Alfred brought you into the wrong one. It appeared to be set up for a person much younger than you. Turning around to face the bitter, catching the look in his eyes, and you knew it wasn't a mistake.

"It's..." childish, that's the words you wanted to use. "Cool, really cool. Thank you, Alfred."

He left you alone after that, giving you space to rest. You made sure the bags were out of the way before throwing yourself onto the bed.

Alfred tried convincing you to join the family for dinner, but you managed to convince him that you weren't feeling well and didn't want to leave the wrong impression on them.

You did you best to not look smug when the butler promised to bring you a plate instead.

The next day you woke up to a small curse rattling your bed. You sent Echo, your ten-foot-long shikigami in the shape of a snake, to deal with it without having to get up from under the covers.

You make a mental note to check the rest of the manor for more curses so you won't have to deal with them bothering you while you rest.

By the time you walked out of your room, the family had already scattered to different parts of the manor, leaving Alfred to clean up after their breakfast.

Without a word, you stacked a few of the plates and took them into the kitchen. You ate the breakfast you made in silence, watching Alfred clean up after the family.

You decided to walk through the manor for any signs of curses right after breakfast. You told Alfred you wanted to check how the manor changed while you were gone, but you barely paid attention to how it looked when you first came to Gotham and you weren't paying attention to it now either. The changes in places of thousand dollar vases was the last thing you were interested in. You only wanted to make sure the manor was free of curses. If needed, you could always try to put a protective barrier around the premier to keep them out.

Walking through one of the corridors, you stumbled into two teenagers, a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and another with short and dark hair.

"You must be (name)! Alfred was so excited about your return. The blonde one lit up when she realised who you were, she extended her hand towards you. "I'm Steph and this is Cass."

You took Steph's hand and shook it. You knew by the way her smile felt that it was most likely you would last interaction longer. You didn't know if she heard the heavy air around you from Tim, or if she simply gelt it when your hand touched, but you knew she would avoid you just like he did.

Cassandra, didn't say anything. She simply watched you as if she knew you. Like she could not only read but also understand you. You knew that she did, not fully. There was only one person who could know what's going through your head with just one look, and he's currently an ocean away.

You ended up deciding that the other residents handled any curses roaming the hallways for so long, you could focus on keeping them away from your space.

Forming a routine in the manor came easier than you worried it would. Each day you make sure to wake up around the time Alfred began cleaning up after breakfast. At first, you could make your own food, but quickly found that letting the butler do it earned you a few more hours without interruption from him.

You then stay in your room until the next meal rolls around. Most of the time you would spend staring at the ceiling, listening to the life outside your room. You leave your room two more times during the day, for lunch just long enough to eat it and for dinner. Dinners you ate with Alfred on the kitchen island.

At first, you ate them as quickly as your other two meals, but the butler expressed his worry over you being depressed and the last thing you wanted was for him to try and drag you to a therapist. Or worse, he would try to play one.

At some point, you start responding to messages Shoko and Satoru left. You wanted them to know that you were alive and that leaving Tokyo was your choice, that Alfred only helped you by buying a ticket. Your responses weren't long, especially when compared to screen-long texts Satoru would send you, but were long enough to keep The Strongest from abandoning his responsibilities and teleporting to you instead.

That morning started differently from your previous ones in the manor. Instead of the rays of the sun that sneaked through the curtains to warm up your face, your phone's ringtone snapped you out of the slumber.

It was Nanami. He was sent to a nearby city to exercise a curse and needed your assistance.

There wasn't enough time for you to find and warn Alfred about leaving, so you ended up leaving him a note about being away from the manor for the day and borrowing one of the cars.

In the garage, you make sure to choose a car with automatic transmission to make it easier to control. You could count on one hand the amount of times you drove one that wasn't automatic and you despised each one.

The first call from Alfred came as the welcome signs to the neighbouring city appeared. You put your phone on silent, hoping the calls will strip after he finds the note you left.

You find Nanami standing at the corner of the street he told you he would be waiting for.

Nanami gave you small details about the curse he was tracking and as the car approached the area, the thing was haunting. You know why.

He should be able to handle the curse without a problem. It is the same grade as Nanami.

You stood in the back, letting your underclassman handle the curse. Observing gave you the time to notice how much his technique has improved in the time you were gone.

If it was anyone else, you would think getting you out of Gotham was just an excuse to talk you into going back, but you knew Nanami wouldn't pretend to need help with the curse just to try to drag you back into jujutsu.

With the curse exercised, Nanami suggested the two of you eat lunch together.

You agreed, despite the exhaustion creeping into your bones. It was pathetic, you were tired despite only standing while Nanami handled all the work. You didn't know where it came from. Was it because it was your first time outside the manor since the day you walked through the threshold? Or maybe your body has finally got to be somewhere that doesn't constantly reek of curse energy and is now ready to get proper rest?

"I don't blame you for leaving," Nanami told you over your half-eaten plates. "Nobody does."

"You should," you argued, moving the food on your plate with a fork. "Suguru was right, I am a coward."

"Then we will be cowards together," Nanami huffed.

"What do you mean?" you asked, pausing your movements.

"I'm thinking about leaving too," he admitted, his eyes finding yours. "I never thought it was an option until you did it, and now it's all I can think about."

"Are you sure?" You wondered, your heart rate rising.

"I think so," Nanami nodded, taking another bite. "I think it's my chance at normalcy."

Normalcy.

You haven't thought of it that way even once since you left Japan.

On your drive back to Gotham you come to the conclusion that Nanami was right. Leaving jujutsu behind was your chance too. Your chance to prove to yourself and everyone else that you could do more than die under a curse or turn towards madness as Suguru did.

Alfred was waiting for you outside when you parked the car at the front door. He opened his mouth, most likely to give you a lecture about leaving after leaving just a note behind, but you stopped him.

"I want to keep studying," you told Alfred, letting him take the keys from your open palm. "Something that has nothing to do with what I did in Japan."

Alfred smiled, pulling you into a tight hug.

"I'm so glad to hear that, my boy. I can wait to see what you choose."

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Quick question, I know you write for Harry Potter but you don’t hate trans people right? Just making sure because I’d rather not be following a transphobe or terf.

I am trans actually!

That's why I mentioned that the only hp requests I'll do have to be either mlm (since I dont write fem!readers) or the character or the reader will have fo be trans :)

on another note: fuck tr*mp, death to the idf, free Palestine Sudan and Kongo and release the epstein files!

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I promise next part of s&tl is coming soon I'm working on it slowly since I dont want it to be half assed

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𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚

pairing: kyle rainer x batbro!reader summary: kyle thought his first gala will be boring, until he ran into you. one cheesy line by another and kyle starts thinking he might score a date. until he catches your father's eyes across the room and realises that this night might be his last

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The gala wasn't what Kyle had expected. Hal had warned him that they tend to be boring, and asked him to prepare for a lot of meaningless conversations with the rich.

The boredom lasted through the first hour, up until Kyle found himself by one of the buffet tables right next to you.

The conversation flowed easily between the two of you, but with even more ease it turned flirtatious. He was shy about flirting at first, worried that he was taking your smile the wrong way. You were so handsome, so electric, Kyle didn't know if you really were interested in him or if you were just being polite.

"Did you say that line to every man here or am I special?" You teased, resting your hip on the table.

"Only the handsome ones," Kyle winked, letting himself come closer. "You just happen to be the only one."

You rolled your eyes, taking another sip of your champagne.

You moved behind Kyle, grabbing his arm. It was then that he noticed Bruce standing behind you and watching the two of you closely.

"Why don't we take it somewhere more quiet?" You suggested, smiling when Kyle snaps back at you and nods.

He let you drag him away, brushing it off as a coincidence. Bruce was probably just watching the entire room and his eyes fell on the two of you just as you moved away.

Only when Kyle looked back as you drew back a curtain did he realises that Bruce's eyes never left the two of you.

"(Name)?" Kyle called out to get your attention. "Bruce Wayne is staring at us. Do you... know him, is he like friends with your parents?"

"He is my parent," you giggled. "Don't worry, big boy, he wants to hurt you when you're with me," You patted Kyle's chest before walking into a dark hallway.

Hal found himself next to you together just as you and Kyle disappeared behind the curtains. He could only imagine what Bruce would do to him, knowing that out of everyone, Hal picked Kyle.

"I'm sorry about him. All, uh, make sure he stays away," Hal promised, scratching the back of his neck.

"Too late," Bruce sighed, his eyes locked on the curtains you and Kyle disappeared behind. "I don't want him to break my son's heart."

Hal nodded, waiving down a waiter. Maybe there was a chance he and Kyle would see the sun again.

"You should pray (name) looses interest first," Bruce snarled, grabbing Hal's arm and squeezing it. "I don't need to kill you to put you both in hell."

A shiver ran down Hal's spine.

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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

(🍵 | 🍪) platonic!batfam x neglected!shapeshifter!reader (08.31)

[ollyissleepy]

is it bad that i have another batfam crossover series idea?

[ollyissleepy]

AAAAA it is a CRIME clark kent's spot is still unfilled for the dating a wayne event of yours!!

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)

event masterlist

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."

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[ollyissleepy]

3k followers dating event!

I've realised that I'm almost at 3000 followers, so I've decided to make something fun for the occasion! (that's definitely not an excuse to write for more characters from my last poll...)

all readers are either male or gender neutral!

CONNER KENT

dont tell our dads!

conner doesn't know why clark knowing about your relationship was such a disaster. until you reminded him that he's not only clark's son, but also lex luthor's and your dad is no other than bruce wayne himself

story two (request approved!)

(cockbloked by your family with male!reader)

ROY HARPER

and then he was shot fifty-seven times

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

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

WALLY WEST

accidentaly breaking bro code

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...

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

CLARK KENT

the cons of dating a wayne

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

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

KYLE RAYNER

his first and last gala ever

kyle thought his first gala will be boring, until he ran into you. one cheesy line by another and kyle starts thinking he might score a date. until he catches your father's eyes across the room and realises that this night might be his last

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

JOHN CONSTANTINE

not enough protective spells to keep you safe from the wayne family

you laughed when john insisted on putting multiple protection spells on himself right beofre driving up to the wayne manor. john wanted to say 'i told you so' when damian tried shutting the door in his face and your brother looked like he was hiding a gun under the table in case he pissed him off too hard.

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

LOIS LANE + CLARK KENT

story one (request approved!)

(relationship reveal with ftm!reader)

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

HAL JORDAN

story one (request approved!)

(relationship reveal + pda in front of family with gn!reader ft. a sprinkle of dating the enemy)

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

BARRY ALLEN

story one (up for claiming)

(description)

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

LEX LUTHOR

story one (request approved!)

(dating the enemy with male!reader)

story two (up for claiming)

(description)

prompts you can use for requests: fake dating; relationship reveal; aftermath of breakups; pda in front of family; dating the enemy (or a green lantern); dating brother's best friend; earning damian's acceptance; cockblocked by family; facing the man that raised you (either Alfred or Bruce); if you have a different prompt feel free to send them instead!

P.S. make sure to include either 'dating a wayne'/ '3k follower event' to ensure your request will be added <3

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[ollyissleepy]

May I request Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter x reader who’s almost like the opposite of him. As in, he acts fairly polite, helps others when he notices them in distress over something, and generally just treat others well. I think it would be a little funny.

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.

That doesn't mean Harry will stop staring. Not now that he knew you would put Draco in his place.

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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

(🍵 | 🍪) platonic!batfam x neglected!shapeshifter!reader (08.31)

[ollyissleepy]

𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬

pairing: platonic!batfam x werewolf!male!reader summary: Bruce knew that Damian's eagerness to help animals in need might bite him in the ass at some point. He just wasn't expecting his son to bring home an actual werewolf, thinking it was a stray dog. Any rational parent would make their child put said werewolf back where they found it. But how can he do that when the new 'pet' looks at him with such sad eyes? Another one won't hurt. tags: all the werewolf facts had been pulled out of my ass (I don't remember where I know them from); Bruce needs to learn how to say 'no' to his children; Damian cares about animals a 'normal amount'; mentions of animal abuse; in Damian's defence it was dark when he first met reader; starvation; homelessness; violence; death mentioned.. probably; reader had a shitty family and the tags will change after that will be explained status: on hiatus (back in september!) taglist: closed.

prologue. just two kids.

01. the roof over out heads 02. the life of a wayne dog 03. partners in secret 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 10. 11. 12. 13.

epilogue.

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[ollyissleepy]

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐓

last updated: 08/02

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𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

last updated: 08/02

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🍡fanboy (kozume kenma x reader)

[ollyissleepy]

Hey, just letting you know, Kon & Clark are brothers, explicitly stated in Superboy: The Man of Tomorrow #6

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

either way for me they're staying father-son maybe mentor-mentee if I'm feeling spicy, I write fanfiction I don't have to stick to canon

[ollyissleepy]

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…

event masterlist

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!"

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