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fandom-whores-world · 4 months

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Remarkable 3

Batfam x Neglected! Reader

Chapter 2

Prologue , Part 2

Hey guys! I’m back! After seeing how popular this series became I knew I had to shift my focus to it! I hope you guys enjoy Part 3

You woke up the next morning, and everything went the way it usually did. Alfred knocked on your door to announce breakfast, Tim walked right past by you in the hall, and the rest of your siblings made plans you would never be invited to. You finished up breakfast quickly, thanked Alfred for the delicious food, gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and then were on your way.

Instead of taking the limo to school with Tim and Damian, you preferred the less stressful option of riding your bike to Gotham Academy. You hadn’t really cared much about going to school with Tim, but now that Damian was about to enroll as a freshman a part of you wished you had gone to school in Metropolis. Damian was a difficult person to deal with on the best of days, since his status as Bruce Wayne’s only legitimate son gave him more than a big ego. But the truth was you really just didn’t want another Wayne brother to have to compete with. At least if you had gone to school in Metropolis you would have been closer to your best friend Kara.

Kara and you had become fast friends when you first moved into the manor. She would tag along with her cousin, Clark Kent, who had a close relationship with your father despite living in a different city and having very different occupations. According to Kara since you were the same age it was a sign you two were meant to be best friends. While you didn’t really believe in things like “signs” you were glad to have Kara in your life. She was kind, funny, strong, but most importantly she saw you. It didn’t matter to her that you weren’t a prodigy like your brothers. She loved you for you, and that meant the world.

You sighed before chaining up your bike outside of the school. ‘What’s done is done’ you thought as you approached the large marble building of your school. Even if you didn’t like going to school with Damian, there wasn’t anything to be done about it. After his elementary school graduation Damian would be attending Gotham Academy whether you liked it or not.

As you entered the school building you noticed a large group of students crowded around the announcement board. You tried to catch a glimpse of what they were looking at, but there were too many people in the way. Eventually you found your friend Olive in the crowd and asked her what was happening.

“You haven’t heard (y/n)?” She pulled you to the side of the crowd whether there was a small gap just wide enough to see the poster that had caught everyone’s attention.

“Your father is coming to give a speech about running a successful corporation”

You whipped your head around in shock. Olive continued talking, but all you heard was static. Your mouth felt like cotton, your ears started ringing. You were about to start spiraling, but before you could you felt a hand clamp down on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Olive looking at you with worry.

“Are you okay, (y/n)? Maybe you should sit down? Come on, just a few classes before lunch with Kyle and I”

She guided you away from the crowd and the board so that you could calm down.

“Homeroom is about to start (y/n). Why don’t we head to class?”

You nodded mutely, but your mind was still on your father. You may not fight for his attention anymore, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t affect you. You knew that as soon as the event was over everyone would be swarming you and Tim for info about your father. While Tim may not like being pestered with questions at least he wouldn’t have to reopen all those wounds of neglect you would.

Eventually you must have reached your homeroom because Olive started to waving at her boyfriend Kyle and pulled the two of you over to where he sat. Kyle smiled warmly at you and her before gesturing to the seats around him.

“Don’t leave a poor boy alone guys”

Olive laughed before putting her bag down and sitting next to him. The three of you were desk mates with Kyle sitting closest to the window, Olive in the middle, and you in the isle. Seeing that they were waiting for you to join them you shook your head free of the negative thoughts that filled your head

Eventually the three of you settled into a light conversation over one thing or another, and before you knew it the class had started. You were grateful to have Biology as your homeroom since it is one of your best subjects. When you first moved to Gotham you had wanted to be a Doctor like the men and women who took care of your mother before she passed. While you didn’t want to be a Doctor anymore, you were still reaping the rewards of study from your childhood dream.

The class came to an end, and after that the rest of the day went by in a haze. By the time you realized it you were on your way back to the Biology Lab for second homeroom. You had left your book bag open by accident, and a girl pushed by you knocking all of your school supplies out in the process. She threw out a half hearted apology and a tight smile before rushing by. You decided not to let it bother you, even though there were very few students in the hallway the hall is very narrow which made it difficult for you to pick up your things without getting in someone’s way.

Eventually you decided to wait for your classmates to trickle out of the hall before grabbing your things. When you were almost finished picking up your things you heard some footsteps approaching the hallways. You looked up and saw the Dean of Gotham Academy turn into the hallway while talking to none other than Harvey Dent. You were incredibly surprised to see him again so quickly after the party. While you were staring the Dean finally became aware of your presence and moved to introduce you to him, but before she could Harvey stepped forward and held out his hand

“Ms. Wayne, it’s a pleasure to see you again after the gala”

You laughed awkwardly before accepting his hand and giving it a shake.

“It’s nice to see you again to Mr. Dent”

The Dean noticed your familiarity with Harvey Dent and started going on and on about your accomplishments at the school.

‘She’s probably looking for a donation’ you wryly thought.

The whole time Dent just nodded his head and listened with what seemed like rapt attention. Eventually the two started to wrap up their conversation. Once again Harvey turned to you, and started to chat

“I don’t want to seem pushy, but it really would be nice to have you work with me. Have you given my offer any thought?”

You bit your lip and fidgeted awkwardly before finding some inner courage and saying

“I want to take you up on your offer please!”

Dent gave you a million dollar smile, shook your hand, and said

“Congratulations, kid. You’re my newest intern! You start Saturday at 9:00 a.m. Don’t be late!”

#x reader #fanfiction #batfam #batman #jason todd #harvey dent #two face #tim drake #neglect #neglectedreader #bad family #trauma #dc comics #dc universe

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misterrttegrimborn · 28 days

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my poor girl...

(my edit)

#encanto #mirabel madrigal #camilo madrigal #isabela madrigal #bruno madrigal #luisa madrigal #alma madrigal #disney #my edit #sad edit #encanto mirabel #bad family

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misstycloud · 1 year

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Evan Carter

Character profile- OC

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Name: Evan Henry Carter

Height: 186 cm

Appearance: Black hair, blue eyes and pale.

Likes: His darling, his son, cats, gardening, the rain, IKEA, soccer, coffe with milk.

Dislikes: People who hate on cats, too much sugar, standing in line, his old school bully, anyone who disrespects him or his darling.

TW: bullying,

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Evan grew up in a smaller town on the country side. The small population crated a community where everyone knew everyone. His family were no exception. Growing up with his parents and older sister, he got to see the rotten side of people. As he grew, Evan noticed that the people in his home town weren’t the nice. Not like they wanted everyone else to believe.

For example- there was Mr. Becker who was known for bringing up his wife in any conversation; No matter what it was. You could talk about a bathroom renovation and suddenly it was somehow about Mrs. Becker. A pair of ‘newlyweds’ folk said. ‘It’s like there’re still on their honeymoon’. The ideal couple the Beckers were. So how come Evan could sometimes see a flash of red hair through the window, right before the curtains would close. Mrs. Becker was a plump older woman with blonde locks, and there was no way she’d have dyed her hair. Besides, if she did; why was she blonde again next morning. Not wanting to be shunned by the community, they play the part of living spouses. Evan wasn’t sure, but he had a gnawing feeling they could tell that others knew.

Then there was his elementary school teacher Ms. Jenn. She was the school saint. The one who always asked how you were doing, praised you for every little thing, played with you. It was no secret that absolutely everybody adored her. Ms. Jenn loved all kids no matter who they were or loked like. So why was she looking at him with so much sustain? No, no, of course she didn’t hate him! She just forgot to ask if he wanted to partake in games. It was no big deal though. He seemed like one to enjoy playing alone, after all.

Even his own family was not spared from sin. His parents were just as bad as the neighbours, with their fake smiles and concealed resentment. The awfully long garden parties created solely so they could examine each other and judge. The fabricated friendships and affection made him want to vomit. He did not want part of that. What’s the point of making an effort to peruse a friendship with someone you don’t even like? Evan saw it as utterly meaningless, and perhaps that is one of the reasons they doesn’t have a good relationship.

Evan could not remember a single moment of his childhood where he felt any hightend emotion. Not when it feel like it’s gonna explode out of your body and it’s impossible to hold it in. In fact he was very good at holding in emotions, since they weren’t even strong to begin with. You know when you do something exciting and you just want to happily scream and jump around like a crazy person? Or maybe, when you see something incredibly sad that you want to ugly sob in your room 3 am.

Yeah, he never felt that. Not during his birthdays. Not when his class got to visit an amusement park. His grandfathers funeral did not make him shed tears either. Honestly, he was a bit glad the old man died, he nagged him about being a normal boy.

But he wasn’t. He wasn’t normal. Not by others standards at least. Although he breathed, ate, slept and had interests; no one seemed to think he was ordinary. At first when he was younger, he tried to argue against those opinions. But after a while he accepted that no matter what he said or did, no one was gonna change their mind.

With the judgement also came other inconveniences. One of them was bullying. It ranged from verbal harassment to ruining his clothes. If it rained the day before; they decided to push him into the mud. If his clothes were slightly nicer; they’d cut holes and rip the seams. Worst was it when they stole them. It happened when his class went swimming in a big lake near the town. When he got up from the water and prepared to get dressed, he saw multiple of his garments had disappeared. He got horribly sick after being forced to return home in simple swimming trunks. Evan thought he would freeze to death before he got home.

Not wanting the torment to continue, his ten year old self made a decision. If he wanted to be treated better, he would have to act like them. So he did just that. He faked excitement, regret, sadness and more. After using his newfound acting skills, did the town treat him better. It was a subtle change. It started with his bullies not threatening him for lunch money. Then they stopped cornering him in the boys bathroom. Eventually they left him alone completely. Evan supposed they perceived they couldn’t bully someone who was normal. That’s what he was; a normal boy. Actually most students left him alone. Only addressing him when absolutely having too, like under pair assignments.

The adults first chose to ignore the acts of the wretched kids, because of his strange behaviour. Why would they defend some weirdo kid who didn’t fit in on their description of a suitable child? But when Evan suddenly transformed into an ordinary boy, then it was a whole different story.

Things really turned around when he came back to middle school, after summer break. It was then that students started speaking to him without mockery. They even tried to befriend him! Saying things like; how smart he his and complementing his appearance. It seemed like the had all forgotten about the past. But Evan hadn’t forgotten a thing. He played along however. Made ‘friends’ and socialised everyday. He even joined a club; the soccer club to be exact. In it was his closest companions. They were the ones he hung out with most of the time. The ones who he formed close ‘bonds’ with. They ate together, laughed together and fought as well. But it never lasted long.

Despite appearing to feel so many things, Evan felt non of it. It’s not that he didn’t have any emotions at all, they were only not as strong. He felt very limited compassion when his geography teacher died, while everyone cried at the funeral most he could think of was that he hoped the new one would be better. Evan felt bad for the family, no doubt, but he wasn’t able to say the death moved him.

It went on like that until the day when he graduated. By then he’d already made plans to move to the city. His parents tried to convince him to stay, but yielded when he promised to send them money he earns with his good job. It was a small sun to pay in order to get the hell out of there. Finally he could live alone, without having to forcibly interact with people. He could make good money and just live life. But Evan understood it would take time before he could have a real good job, and he was willing to work for it.

In the big city, the young man worked his way through the years. Getting different jobs, and eventually better ones. With that also came bigger demands. His mother and father began asking for more money. If they could leech of their son in their now old age, why wouldn’t they? From his older sister they didn’t ask much. While on a phone call with them he found out she’d married a guy from her university. They’d met through mutual friends apparently. He didn’t inquire why he found out about it after the wedding.

When he met the love of his life, everything turned around. No longer did love seem pointless, no longer did he have to fake happiness, no longer was he alone. The party he met his darling was hosted by mutual friends. At first, he showed reluctance to attend, but after being practically threatened to come he put on his suit and went.

The best decision he ever made.

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#yandere #yandere oc #my oc #Evan Carter #male yandere #yandere x reader #fem reader #backstory #character #character profile #small town #bullying #cheating #bad family #abuse #mistreatment #toxic #bad relationships #fake

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garbagefireboy · 9 months

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i can’t believe i couldn’t find this. but now it exists

#sabo #flame emperor sabo #one piece #zuko #avatar zuko #avatar the last airbender #atla #mha #todoroki shouto #todoroki #my hero academia #boko no hero academia #they’re the same person #bad family #fire boys #scar #i love them #they’re best friends

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homosexual-newsboy · 12 days

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I’m so sick of every conversation I have with my family sounding like this

me: hey [brother] I-

my mom: [brother] (something totally unimportant)

my brother: (response)

my mom: (full blown conversational topic that makes me think of something)

me: oh hey guess what-

my mom: shut up I’m talking to your brother

#Family #bad family #Most of the time #im sad

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opheliablackpotter · 1 month

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This is so Regulus-crying-over-Sirius-who-left-him-in-the-Black-family coded:

"Where have you been?

Do you know when you're coming back?

'Cause since you've been gone

I've got along but I've been sad"

The first two verses are like Regulus thinking what would he say to Sirius if he actually comes back. He's trying to sound like he doesn't care a lot of Sirius' leaving.

Second two are more like Reggie convincing himself that he's okay, when in fact he's drowning in his life and doesn't see anyone's hand that would save him :(

The song: Reflections, The neighbourhood

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brokengirlslovedrugs · 5 months

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broken teens only (yes you!)

#broken #tw self destructive behavior #su1c1dal #kinda depressing #tw depressive #depressing shit #tw sucidal ideation #i wanna kms #tw selfhate #bad family #shitty #teenage #drvgs #self h@rm #tw self h4rm #i want to ⭐️ve #i wanna be skinnier #kill me

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gise1323 · 6 months

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Todos tenemos familias disfuncionales, por eso somos exitosos; llena el vacío

#solo #i'm sad #sad boy #disfunctional family #exitopersonal #vacio emocional #vacio y soledad #escritos vacios #un vacio dentro de mi #escape al vacio #chico vacio #bad family #feeling alone #no family #im crying #robert chase

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arthurtme · 8 months

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I wanna run away, run away from the hole that’s called a home

I wanna isolate isolate myself from the things that I have done

I wanna run away run away from the words piercing through my skin

I hide and scream till there’s nothing left in me

🧚

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ilovebarty · 9 months

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James: Mum dad me and Reggie are dating Effie: good for you Jamie James: and we are getting married Monty: good on you son Regulus'sfamily Regulus:mother,father in gay and in dating James Potter Walburga:crucio! Sirius: I will kill you James Fleamont Potter! Orion:DISOWNED!

#jegulus #reaction #good family #bad family #the difference #lol #sirius black #walburga black #walburga's a+ parenting #orion #euphemia potter #Monty #marauders

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danineedsanap · 2 years

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Everybody’s always like “yea!🥺 set ur boundaries bb🥺🥺” and they’re never like “ oh hey btw it’s gonna hurt like hell and ur gonna wonder if it’s the right choice”

#ha ha ouch #ouchie #toxic family #bad family #abusive sister #I told my mom I will not be visiting home if she’s there #gonna miss em like hell but I respect myself #staying with my aunt for holidays #wish me luck besties #boutta take a 13 hour car ride with everyone #I love being the punching bag of the family #not

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of-sunshine-and-sea · 2 years

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I can't wait for the day when I won't return to this fucking house, to this fucking room, I'm sick of it, I hate being here

#bad family

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superbcomputerkitty · 1 year

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Have you ever been forced to go on a rollercoaster even though you kept saying no to the point of crying because you have a really bad fear of heights and get threatened to get your ass beat and you can't sit out because you're family wants to go on and doesn't want to wait a minute to go on so you go on and just say it wasn't that bad so you don't get yelled at more?

#bad family

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homosexual-newsboy · 12 days

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Conducting this experiment because it’s absolute bullshit what some people (yeah including myself) deal with

#Family #siblings #bad family #good family #Just family in general #Do they care

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voids-call · 2 years

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Does anyone have any tips on not murdering your narcissistic ass family?? Asking for a fried

#bad family #narcissistic family #pls help #this is a joke #selp help #woooo #i’m having a breakdown #i want die

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learningfromlosing · 2 years

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whenever I would talk to my dad, or my grandma, (the only people I still talk to in my estranged family), they always try and update me on stuff the others are going through, saying it "just so you don't find out somewhere else." As if I'm checking on their Instagrams, facebooks, or other ways they would announce news. It was so weird for me to hear that bc like?? Why would I be doing that? I would never look them up. I moved across the country to get away from them all. I stg that I paid a psychic 600 fucking dollars to cut the tie between my family and I and clear myself of that negativity. Idc if you believe in that or not bc it worked. I stopped having nightmares of my mom. Who knows how many therapy sessions I would've had to take for that result. But I'm still like, after all of that. After the entire escapade of me getting rid of them; honey, why would I ever be interested in what good is happening in their life? And vice versa. I had to literally ask my grandma, please don't update my mom on my life. She literally should not get that courtesy. Fucking Jeff Dahmer s dad was grabbing him by the shoulders in his handcuffs and telling him it was his fault and he'd try so fucking hard to make it up to him and he'd always be there? Are you serious? Get the fuck out of my face if you think you had it even a percentage of that kind of torment trying to raise me and would be a good reason to give up. I would laugh at their face if I saw them again and they tried to guilt trip me on how shit was my fault. Again. Literally write a book and die mad. And no, I won't read the book.

#tw serial killers #tw abusive family #unhealthy relationships #abusive family #abusive mother #bad family #toxic family #toxic people

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