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Night & Day P3
Battinson!Bruce Wayne x F!Reader x Neil
Ratings/Warnings: Mature; angst if you squint. Kissieeeesssss.
Word Count: 2K
Link to AO3
Part One Part Two Part Four Part Five Epilogue
Tags: @ursulaismymiddlename @salt-is-a-terrible-currency @sassymemesfanficfestival
Even after having the realization that Neil wasn’t Bruce, the staff catered to his every whim as he worked the room with fluid command in a way Bruce found surprisingly comforting. Fight tactics, evasive maneuvers, those were topics he was most familiar with. He’d even identified safe exit points on the way in on the off chance someone dared to come near him with a measuring tape. But… fashion?
Racks were brought in and carried out at Neil’s discretion while Bruce stood idly by, at a complete loss as to what he was meant to be doing.
“We’ll get you all set with the basics,” Neil told him, thanking the staff and gently ushering them out of the room to leave the two men in private. “Then we’ll need something special for dinner tonight.”
“Dinner?”
“Oh, yes, darling.” He had a pair of pants slung over his forearm, and rifled through the suit jackets, occasionally approaching Bruce to hold something up to his chest. “I’m a tourist, remember? I’d like to be shown all the fine things Gotham has to offer.”
“I take it this doesn’t count,” Bruce asked dryly.
“I am a needy man,” Neil sassed back. “Besides, after this sort of effort I think it’s only fair I get to show you off some. You will woo our lady yet.”
Bruce swallowed hard, feeling an uncomfortable flutter in his stomach. Was it that obvious?
Romance - another area he was not familiar with and strived pointedly to avoid. Only once before you had there been a tiny glimmer of an instance remotely close to it - the occasional awkward stints of experimentation in his early twenties certainly didn’t count - but it was fleeting and left the city without ever looking back.
Still, it meant compromise, for himself and you. A potential compromise to your safety, which he could never forgive himself for - if that was even what you wanted -
“Blimey.” Neil’s voice cut through Bruce’s internal spiral. He looked up only to find him standing directly in front of him, an odd expression on his face.
“What?”
“I think I’m finally starting to see this resemblance people keep insisting on.” He tilted his head, jaw rolling as his tongue pressed into his cheek. “Telling that it has to take pining for me to notice but.. Nevertheless…”
He stepped aside as he trailed off, then began unbuttoning his blouse and Bruce took it as a cue that he should also be undressing. He couldn’t think of many people he’d be comfortable taking his clothes off in front of. Intimacy was one thing he often lacked, but besides that there was always the question of his scars. Even after the toll his body had been through, it was the rare shocked stare that was more uncomfortable than the old wounds themselves.
But there was something about Neil and knowing that you trusted him that gave him the courage to do so.
Did he… like Neil?
“She uh - she told me that you were together once.”
“That’s true.”
It wasn’t entirely his business, but mutual interests had gone well for them so far. “Why didn’t it work out?”
“The same reason relationships rarely work out for people like us. Our work comes first.”
It was a sentiment Bruce understood all too well.
“Couldn’t tell her where I was half the time. Often spent weeks not knowing if I was dead or alive, with no one to call should she try to find out.” He busied himself with hanging their discarded clothes, back and forth until the two were down to their boxer briefs with nothing else left to hide between them.
As it turned out, Neil had scars of his own; a scattered map of tender pink tissue that piqued Bruce’s curiosity.
“But you seem to have given her something stable here,” Neil added; if he noticed Bruce’s hypocritical scrutiny, it passed unacknowledged. “Something I could never do, not that I never wanted to.”
“You still love her.” It was less a question and more a statement, and the sight of Neil’s instant heartfelt smile spread an unusual heat through Bruce’s chest.
“Reckon I always will.”
He did like him; he liked his honesty and his loyalty, his investment in your needs even if it required total selflessness of him - things that Bruce only hoped you saw in him as well.
Neil might’ve been there to give him a lesson in self care, but it was all in favor of you. And suddenly Bruce felt more up to the task to see it through than he had mere moments ago - even if the predicament terrified him…
"Look at us,” Neil said, cutting through his reverie once more. “Just two men in our undergarments talking about love. I'd say this was a breakthrough for you, Bruce."
He nearly offered him a lopsided grin when his eyes landed on a set of too brightly colored shirts nearby. The turn of expression must have been all too apparent; Neil chuckled and gave him an affectionate pat on the shoulder.
“Not to worry, those are for me,” he told him. “Self-discovery or no, I don’t think you’re ready for florals just yet.”
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By the time you found the way to their dressing room, Neil was alone in the spacious area as decadent as your own had been. The rich mahogany paneling could’ve made for a dim atmosphere were it not for the art deco chandeliers, their light glimmering on each pristine floor to ceiling mirror.
Neil stood beside a fitting platform, and you leaned against the doorjamb to admire the view. Gaze slow up the length of his legs suited in tan, well-fitted dress pants; linen by the looks of it. His torso was adorned in a white blouse of comparable softness, and so sheer you could see the contrast of tanned skin within.
His eyes caught yours in his reflection, occupied with tying the knot of a skinny tie beneath the upturned collar of his shirt, and the corner of his lips pulled into a cocky smirk.
“Like what you see?”
“Oh, absolutely. Though I do wonder if that’s dinner attire…” you teased, then stepped away from the door to take a closer peek; on such display, he was impossible to resist.
“You mustn't provoke me,” he chided playfully. He held out his hand as you approached, and with a small squeal of surprise, you were pulled onto the platform with him. Long arms instantly circled your waist, and he swayed you to the low drum of music flitting about the room. “Given the occasion, Bruce and I were warranted more than a single outfit.”
It was still second nature to lean into Neil’s touch, drape your arms over his broad shoulders, and tilt your head back to stare into those dreamy eyes. This was like a day of ping pong - juggling personalities and your feelings for them both - the close proximity was only slightly overwhelming, especially when he looked at you with a weight behind his gaze that hadn’t quite been there before.
“So it went okay, then?”
“Oh, we’re best mates now.” You cocked a brow at him, suspicious. “Well, I’m not on Buzzfeed’s ‘Top 10 List of Batman Nemeses’, but we’ll see how he feels after I’ve done his hair.”
“Neil,” you groaned. “What are you gonna do to his hair?”
He stopped moving to the music at once, a genuine look of dismay on his face.
“You’re right, I’m so sorry,” you were quick to butter him up. Even ran an appreciative hand through his hair, fingers lingering through the purposefully messy, perfectly styled quaff. “I love your hair…”
No matter how cross he was pretending to be, you could see him fighting back a smile.
“Don’t placate me.” And before you could retort, his lips descended upon yours
This was unlike the just beyond friendly greeting in the airport; this was shared history and unrequited feelings. Neil kissed you like he never would again, hands sliding up your spine, moving around your arms to clutch you by the neck.
His stubble pleasantly scratched your chin as he tilted his head, lips parting over yours, and you were shocked by the volume of your own whimper at the feel of the tip of his tongue. Your heart thundered in your chest while the kiss deepened, taking hold of his hips for the sole purpose of staying upright.
You were dazed when he pulled away and set his forehead on yours, eyelashes slowly fluttering as you watched panting breaths cut through his swollen lips.
“Nothing but whiplash with you two…” you murmured.
“It’s not my intention to confuse you,” Neil said earnestly, a huskiness to his voice you’d forgotten how much you missed until right then. "Or interfere with whatever's between you and Bruce."
“I know.” Trembling hands busied with fixing his shirt collar and tie, the job having been left unfinished. You sought his gaze and shared a warm smile amid soft, adoring touches. "Thank you. For doing this."
"It's like I said.. Anything for you, my darling." He pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek, the knuckles of his hand tracing its remnants. "Besides, I can see why you’re so attracted to him. Would it be terrible of me if I was as well?”
“I know.” You said again, struggling to regain from swooning - a losing battle between the weakness in your legs and the way Neil’s hands continued to roam - hardly picking up on that last bit there until it was almost an afterthought.
“Wait, what?”
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“Will that be all La Boutique can do for you today?” the brunette receptionist asked.
You couldn’t help but scrunch your face at her. After all was said and done, it took four individual assistants to carry the new wardrobes out of the boutique and into the town car you’d taken from the Tower. Though you had an inkling most garment bags belonged to Neil, he assured you thrice over that Bruce had gotten plenty to hold him over without needing further guidance.
“That will be all, Gina. Thank you so much, the service was impeccable.” He leaned onto the countertop once more, body language reeking so strongly of schmooze, your eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets.
“Piacere mio. And what will be your form of payment?” Her fingers danced over her tablet before sliding it across the table, and Neil blocked your path, shielding your view of the screen.
“What’s the damage?”
“Oh, Brucie, darling!” he sang, letting loose a beckoning whistle over his shoulder.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Neil. How much?”
Bruce smoothly slid himself between you and the counter, wallet in hand, and sunglasses covering his nocturnal eyes. Evidently, the clouds had dispersed and made way for the sun since your arrival at the boutique, and the brightly veined marble of the lobby was too much. Either that, or it was another attempt at disappearing into the background.
“I got it.”
“But this is supposed to be a gift for you, Bruce,” you tried insisting, bouncing on your toes in attempt to glance over the pair of strapping shoulders. But he swiped the credit card through the card reader before you’d even finished speaking.
“You think I’d let you bring me to a place like this and expect you to pay?”
You gaped at Neil. “Help me out here -”
“No can do, love.” Neil propped his chin on his hand, peering up at Bruce with a little too much fondness in his eyes. “Sugar Daddy Bruce suits him almost as well as his new clothes. And they do fit damn good.”
What the hell had gotten into them? “Did you just call him -”
Bruce shrugged. “It doesn’t bother me.”
Your jaw fell slack; speechless when you caught the wry grin pulling at the corner of his lips. Had they tapped into the champagne without you noticing?
The embodiment of night and day, they escorted you from the boutique, torn between who to sputter at more. Wondering if this budding relationship would backfire on you, even if it was in the sweetest way possible.
#bruce wayne x reader#neil tenet x reader#the batman 2022#tenet#rob pattinson#bruce wayne x reader x neil#my fic
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i like men who are hot in a pathetic and goth way.
#the batman#bruce wayne#battinson#robert pattinson#bruce wayne x reader#the sandman#morpheus#tom sturridge#neil gaiman
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— 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚎’𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚙-𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙 ੈ✩‧₊˚
— angst prompts 𖤓 fluff prompts 𖤓 smut prompts part one 𖤓 smut prompts part two —
ੈ✩‧₊˚ hiii! I’ve decided to get my creative juices flowing again in a fun way to get out of my writer’s block. send a prompt and a character/ celeb from my list and I’ll see what I can come up with!
— rules:
𖤓 fic can be any length
𖤓 you must include a prompt (or multiple) and a character/celeb in request
𖤓 if you’re requesting smut, you must be 18+
𖤓 prompts can be in the form of headcanons if I’m not able to think of a plot
— characters/celebs:
𖤓 austin butler
𖤓 cillian murphy
𖤓 bale!bruce wayne [nolanverse batman (2005)]
𖤓 jonathan crane [nolanverse batman (2005)]
𖤓 robert capa [sunshine (2007)]
𖤓 neil lewis [watching the detectives (2007)]
𖤓 raymond leon [in time (2011)]
𖤓 jackson rippner [red eye (2005)]
𖤓 j. robert oppenheimer [oppenheimer (2023)]
𖤓 coriolanus snow [the hunger games universe]
𖤓 tom blyth
𖤓 billy the kid [billy the kid (2022)]
ੈ✩‧₊˚ ask away!
#austin butler#cillian murphy#tom blyth#bruce wayne#jonathan crane#robert capa#raymond leon#jackson rippner#j robert oppenheimer#coriolanus snow#billy the kid#austin butler x reader#cillian murphy x reader#tom blyth x reader#bruce wayne x reader#jonathan crane x reader#robert capa x reader#raymond leon x reader#jackson rippner x reader#oppenheimer#oppenheimer x reader#coriolanus snow x reader#billy the kid x reader#in time#sunshine#Batman#red eye#floralcyanide speaks#neil lewis#watching the detectives
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Bruce and Neil, long lost brothers.
You are in love with Neil but arranged to marry Bruce
*just imagine*
#late night trash#I might just write it#are you interested#in my soap opera#battinson x female reader#bruce wayne x reader#battinson x reader#battinson x y/n#bruce wayne x fem!reader#the batman#bruce wayne#neil tenet x reader#neil#neil tenet#fic ideas
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Fic Recs: A World in a Grain of Sand Edition.
I love epic tales in which authors slowly build up their worlds and characters. I love losing myself in works slowly outgrowing canon word count to the point of forgetting to go to bed at reasonable hours. However, I am in absolute awe of writers who manage the rare feat of conjuring the same level of immersion with just a short story or even a one shot.
This totally incomplete list of my all-time favorite short(-ish) stories is a tribute to all intrepid souls out there tackling this challenge.
If you aren't familiar with the fandoms yet I still recommend diving straight in. They can be read and enjoyed totally out of context and you might just come out the other end with a new fandom obsession 😉
„Ars Poetica“ (AO3) by Rhune
Helping out around the Devil May Cry you are perfectly content to leave center stage to the devil hunters and demons of your acquaintance. Until the day Dante returns from hell, his stand-offish brother in tow. Suddenly - and quite unnervingly - you find yourself sharing your once quiet existence in the background with none other than Vergil.
One achingly perfect installment full of poetry, searing stares and everyone’s favorite moody half demon.
Devil May Cry (post DMC5). Vergil x fem!Reader. Rated E. 16k words.
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„Coming up Roses“ by @eupheme
The new groundskeeper at Wayne Manor is unsure what to make of stoic, unapproachable Alfred Pennyworth. At least at first...
All the yearning and suppressed feels of a 300-page Jane Austen novel condensed into two gorgeous chapters about falling in love when you least expect it. Topped off with some seriously hot smut for good measure.
The Batman. Alfred Pennyworth x fem!Reader. Rated E. 10k words.
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„Posterity“ by @whats-rambled-rambled
Posterity. Tenet's operators. Always just a call away to back up your field agents while they flit back and forth through time. It's dangerous work. People die. So you don't get close. Until there's Neil.
I know, I know , 7 chapters with 31k words is putting A LOT of strain on the definition of „short stories“ but I just HAD to include this one. Reading it simply broke me. Absolutely gorgeous prose, two main characters you cannot help falling in love with and a story that keeps you guessing until the very end.
Tenet. Neil x GN!Reader. Rated M. 31k words.
Pro tip: If you are not ready for a 31k word commitment yet (fair enough!) go for „The Way Down“ instead: A hauntingly beautiful 3-parter Battinson!Bruce Wayne/GN!Reader. Rated T.
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"Three Weeks on the Nimrodel" by @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras
Haldir is quiet. Stoic. Solitary. Not the easiest person to be around for three weeks of guard duty up a solitary mallorn tree. He knows that and has made his peace with it. Until a so far unfamiliar fellow marchwarden comes along.
Do you know this moment of utter bliss when you come home after an absolutely rotten day and are finally able to snuggle up with a fluffy blanket, your favorite hot beverage and your comfort book/band/movie? This fic is that exact feeling distilled into 3000 words. Add a good helping of pure love for the more obscure corners of Middle Earth and two absolutely charming, introvert main characters et voila: utter contentment for you to come back to again and again and again whenever that fluffy blanket is out of reach.
Still not an Elves person. But I might have to fess up to being a Haldir person one of these days. This gem surely is another nail in my coffin 😅
Lord of the Rings. Haldir x GN!Reader. Rated G. 3k words.
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„Pinky promises & glow stars“ (AO3) by @softlyspector
Steven bumps into Marc’s childhood best friend in a coffee shop and decides that he wants to get to know her better. Marc decides that's a terrible idea.
Quiet and sad and sweet and absolutely beautiful.
Moon Knight. Marc Spector x Reader. Not rated on AO3. Think M to be on the safe side with everything the Moon Knight boys have been through. 10k words.
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As always: a huge thank you to all creators for your time and your passion and your talent. You guys are absolutely incredible and make this world a better place!
Something missing you say? Please feel free to shout your own recommendations at me in the comments!
#fic recs#dancerinthestorm reads#and makes it everyone elses problem#fics to treasure and re read for all eternity#virgil x reader#virgil sparda x reader#alfred pennyworth x reader#neil x reader#haldir x reader#bruce wayne x reader#battinson x reader#moon knight system x reader#marc spector x reader
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5.5k Follower Celebration Fic Recs!!!
This took me a while to put together and I’m still not sure I’ve got everyone, so sorry to anyone I’ve missed! I’ve been on this site a long time, so these range quite a bit in time, but they are all still as good as the first time I read them.
Bruce Wayne (mostly Battison, but some are more general):
Love me by the night part 1 and 2 - @inklore
Some wounds leave scars part 1 and 2 - @a-reader-and-a-writer
Lingering shadows - @foreverindreamlandd
Be safe - @twinklelilstarkey
The way down part 1, 2 and 3 - @whats-rambled-rambled
Take care - @moonlitdesertdreams
Come back to me before I come to my senses (series) - @eravanaaaah
Across separating souls - @embrassemoi
Middle of the Night (series) (and the sequel: Shadows in the night) - @hollandorks
I want you to love me - @imaginedisish
Waiting for the night (series) - @neutron-stars-collision
Running up that hill - @pasukiyo
When our souls collide (series, AO3) - @lovers-liability
Coloured flower petals (series) - @blue-aconite
All of @xxgoblin-dumplingxx Bruce fics which can be found under their Bruce Wayne x reader tag
Mr and Mrs Wayne (series)- @drifterbruce
At the front steps - @devilfic
Blue blood - @yanna-banana
Dismantle - @maharani-radha-writes
Neil (Tenet):
All of @whats-rambled-rambled Neil fics are amazing, and can be found here!
A consistency constraint (series) - @eravanaaaah
Flora (series) - @eravanaaaah
Rebel yell? - @neutron-stars-collision
Déjà vu - @yanna-banana
Billy Hargrove:
All you have to be is here (series) - @staticscreenwriting
Jason Todd (most of these are not for titans, it’s just a nightmare to find a decent Jason gif that’s not from titans):
All of @xxgoblin-dumplingxx Jason fics which can be found under their Jason Todd x reader tag
All of @makethatelevenrings Jason fics, which can be found here!
Learning to love slowly (series)- @to-the-stars8
Quiet Realisations - @dxckgrxsonx
Venom in your voice (titans Jason) - @thewritingdoll
Slumber party - @moonlitdesertdreams
The cosmic horror of Gotham City (series, AO3) - @whltlock
Eddie Munson:
Teach me? Part 1 and 2 - @thefinalgirlpng
Proximity (series) - @thefinalgirlpng
Cassian Andor:
Not until morning - @princessxkenobi
Mi Estrella - @princessxkenobi
Our chance - @princessxkenobi
Dissimulato - @hansoulo
Oberyn Martell:
And so we sing in elegies (series) - @haildoodles-writing
Andrew!Peter Parker:
Fractured and familiar - @spidervee
#fic rec#follower celebration#bruce wayne#neil tenet#Billy Hargrove#andrew!peter parker#oberyn martell#cassian andor#eddie munson#x reader#imagine
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I AM EATING UP THESE BRUCE X Y/N X NEIL FICS😍
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mask & seek: 15
batman x fem!reader
based on: Hello! May I request Battinson x SpiderWoman!Reader fic where she’s from the MCU but then she ends up in Battinson’s universe and meets him? Maybe he doesn’t trust her at first but once she saves him from something, he relents then begins to trust her and maybe then a relationship ensues??
author's note: hey all :) mask & seek is forreal back this time. i think this is my favourite series ever, sooooo.... i really want to like actually finish it. there's not a lot left honestly, but don't worry, no spoilers. i hope you guys are still tuning into this, i know it's been like..... more than a year since i published 14, and almost two years since i started mask & seek too.... wow. that's insane. so! bruce and y/n are so cute in this. happy reading <3
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part fourteen
word count: 4.7k
warnings: little bit of smut towards the end, it's pretty short, some anxieties, self-doubting
gif credit goes to author! (i know it's neil but i needed a sorta domestic bruce gif and there are none!!! i cannot find them!!)
“okay, here goes,” y/n mutters with a heavy heart and a chest that seems to have grown ten times its usual weight. she sticks the porta filter back into its place in the coffee machine and faces vanessa with a heavy sigh. everything is heavy as of now, most of all - her own heart. vanessa meets y/n’s dark eyes with her bright ones, “i... will be quitting this job soon.” y/n finally tells her.
immediately she thinks her voice was too quiet, too unsure, too dark even, maybe? and maybe she uttered the words too fast. but really, no matter what voice she uses or how she says it, the news stay the same, and they still break vanessa’s heart. her eyes grow wide and her mouth hangs slightly agape. “what? you’re leaving?” she asks in nearly a whisper, shock and sadness all over her features. y/n can do nothing else but nod. “why? are you going somewhere? did something bad happen yesterday or something?”
“no, no, no, not at all,” y/n answers with a shake of her head. god, does she tell her the truth? it’s been a only a few days since that faithful night and morning that were followed by this decision being made, officially. it’s been hard for y/n to muster the courage to tell her co-workers, much less her boss, about leaving this job, but it’s also been killing her not to tell them. so here she is, choosing vanessa as the first person she tells. mainly because vanessa has become sort-of her best friend, and she trusts her the most, “i, uh... i got a really good job offer. it’s something completely different, but actually in the field or, value margin, that i wanna work in, and have wanted to for... a while. basically since i was a kid.”
“not a team of crazy scientists, i hope?” vanessa asks, now her face changing to doubt. it makes y/n laugh, and she does so while shaking her head. “okay, what is it, then? some genie came up to you and offered you three wishes, one of them being getting your childhood dream job?” vanessa gets more casual and closer again. y/n chuckles again.
“something similar to that,” y/n nods along, “only the genie is a man who happens to have very, you know, thick pockets,” y/n wiggles her eyebrows, and vanessa laughs, “he’s honestly the kind of man who’d fulfil more than three of my wishes, he’s made that quite clear.”
vanessa grows an ear-to-ear wide grin and gives y/n a wicked look. “is this about bruce wayne coming to visit you here those days back?” she asks and steps even closer to y/n, so their conversation would get more private in the café with nearly all full tables, “did you guys work it out? and how do you even know him? he’s a very hard man to catch outside his enormous house, much less to meet.”
now, bruce had predicted that this kind of question would come up for both of them, and that they couldn’t just dodge it. he also predicted that people would want a clear status of their relationship, to know how the business would really work and how it came to work at all. his and y/n’s conversation about it came to start on something like...
“i don’t want to be a faceless fling of yours in the eyes of the media and public,” y/n admits with a frown on her face, and bruce looks to her.
“well, you’d be the first one to have that title,” bruce faintly jokes. y/n gives him a curious look, still thinking that it sounds kind of impossible, “at least we’re the same age. they’ll take you somewhat seriously.”
“somewhat seriously?” she echoes, now turning to face him completely, one leg bent at the knee before her, on which she lazily splays her arm. bruce shakes his head.
“trust me, i know this so-called industry,” he clarifies, “the press love the old billionaires and their young fling-of-the-months.” bruce says and has a dark-humoured chuckle. it’s sad, really, that old men go after much more younger women, and that the press make all their money off it. bruce knows that. he’d never want to be that kind of man, and he’d never wish that fate upon any girl. “what do you want to be to the public?” bruce asks y/n as he looks to her again, his shoulders hunched forward.
she shrugs. “don’t want to lie about anything that i am, or what we are,” she says truthfully, “but then again – tell the truth, and they find a way to make up lies, anyway.” y/n chuckles and shrugs her shoulders, looking thoughtfully out of the window.
bruce wears a faint smile on his face. “how does being my wife sound to you?” he asks her in a soft tone. that question, though it’s just a casual one mentioning an option for their title, makes y/n look at bruce again. she smiles, too, her head tilted to the side as it’s resting on her knee now.
“for the papers or... in actuality?” she clarifies. bruce smiles wider. he wouldn’t mind having her as his wife, though we all know that’s an understatement, but he needs her consent, of course. he already feels closest to her now, sitting with her in her apartment, and he felt close to her and with her when she was at his mansion. marriage is only a document, two rings and a ceremony. he doesn’t need that to know that he loves her, to have proof that they’ll want and belong to each other forever.
so bruce shrugs for an answer. “whichever one you want.” he answers truthfully. it’s really all up to her. it’s her image to society, after all. and yes, of course, the medias and public change it to what they want it to be, but at the end of the day, she is the foundation of herself and how she is viewed. y/n smiles again, this time with a hum.
“neither, to be honest,” she answers and turns her gaze back to the window, “i’m not ready to be someone’s wife. not because i’d be scared of commitment or anything, no. i feel you and me have committed for quite some time now,” y/n says and they both chuckle, knowing it’s true, “no, it’s just that the word has so much meaning, so much... weight and unnecessary stigma around it, you know. like, you tell a person that you’re someone’s wife, and in their eyes you’re already pregnant, have two cars, a cul-de-sac and its garage full of washing machines, fridges and driers.” bruce laughs further. “plus, being a wife is just a legal paper and title. i could be your wife in my head, if i liked the title, without any legal, official papers.” bruce has quieted down, and just smiles now. it kills him to realise more and more, with each day and each new conversation with her, just how similar they are. they both see marriage the same way. “i wouldn’t say no if you proposed at any point in the future, though,” y/n clarifies and bruce chuckles again, like a school boy, “just making sure you heard me.”
“i hear you,” he confirms with a nod and that smile still on his face, “how double standard of me to not need to worry about my title. what if i wanted to be your husband or your fling of the month?” he suggests, and that makes y/n laugh loudly. she hops off the window sill, only wearing one of her huge thrifted sweaters and a pair of pajama shorts, and still giggling, tiptoes her way over to bruce, her thin socks touching the wooden floor of her apartment. he watches her all the way of doing so, and now that she’s comfortably sitting close next to him on the sofa, his eyes take on a more private gaze at her. she makes one of her beautiful smiles at him and breathes a short sigh. “what about you being my... girlfriend?” bruce now suggests, his voice a bit quieter.
y/n’s smile grows even wider, and her mushed cheeks are complimented by a deep crimson blush. she smiles so wide her eyes are barely visible, but the small portion of them still visible shine with the few tears gathered in them. just pure happy tears, nothing else. she shrugs her shoulders and then moves closer to bruce. his body grows immediately aware of the proximity. “well, my only condition would be...” y/n starts to say, and sighs quickly again, “that you’ll be my boyfriend.” she says. and she thinks god, there must be more age appropriate terms for boyfriend and girlfriend for people their age, something between boyfriend and husband, and girlfriend and wife. partner seems too formal, as well. she feels too young saying saying boyfriend, and too old saying partner. but, she guesses, since they’re just playing with these terms, also the ones the medias like to use, there’s no harm in saying boyfriend and girlfriend.
bruce cracks a wide smile at that, something only y/n gets to see and even she rarely does, and his pale cheeks blush a rose pink for a moment, too. on the rare occasion y/n sees him blush, she always takes note of how the rose pink brings out the soft brown of his eyes, and the gentleness of his eyes altogether. they’re usually dark, filled with emotion to the brim, and encircled by that dark matter he uses. but his eyes are gentle, as is he. the light brown irises look up into y/n’s eyes with care and ease, and a smile still faintly displays itself on bruce’s lips, “i think that’s a good deal.” he says in a voice deep and soft.
y/n smiles wide again and gets the closest to him that she can. legs entangled, y/n partly laying in his lap, faces close but hands still withdrawn from each other. “yeah?” she asks him in a faint whisper, and now her hand glides over the side of bruce’s face, like he’s often done to her, and she adores it. she only expects more of that in the future.
his eyelids flicker as he looks up at her, and any expression except adoration and submission fades away from his features. bruce only gives her a nod in response and y/n smiles. the world goes completely quiet as she presses her lips down onto his. only their inhaling of breath can be heard as bruce encircles her waist with his arms and pulls her body impossibly closer to his own. y/n holds both sides of his face now, continuing to kiss him—still hoping she’s good at it—and draws in breaths through her nose because the event and sensation of kissing bruce is drawing out all air and suffocating her in the best way possible.
“we, uh...” y/n’s mind fogs a bit from that memory, but only pleasantly so, “we met through friends in the justice department.” she tells her, hoping it’ll be enough. she and bruce planned out a small cover story for them to use, involving an old friend of bruce’s in the justice department, who happens to be on vacation right now.
“oh, you never told me you had friends there!” vanessa muses. “tell me exactly how you met, i need all the details.”
y/n chuckles, and hopes the nervousness in her chuckle doesn’t appear too strong. “it’s nothing romantic, i promise,” she tells vanessa, “they visited me here on a closing shift after some dinner they’d had, and bruce happened to be with them.” y/n says, but she knows she’s gotta do better than that. funny, how her whole life here in gotham has been built on lies she’s told, and she’s suddenly nervous to lie. maybe it’s because she has to lie to vanessa. but she’s done that before, too. “he told me recently that i struck him in the first moment he saw me. i do remember how awkward he was when he tried to order a drink.” y/n says and makes a small laugh again, but this time it’s genuine because she knows how awkward bruce, in truth, can get sometimes.
“i don’t care what you say, to me that is romantic,” vanessa replies. y/n shakes her head. the reason why she hates to be lying right now could be that the circumstances of how they met are much better than this made-up story. much more special, “wish i could have been there to see it.” vanessa admits. y/n doesn’t like the light this cover story paints her in, either. rich business man falls for the woman serving him. in her eyes that feels very weird for some reason. maybe it’s her feminist character that finds it weird.
but judging by vanessa’s face, the cover story and y/n’s acting are natural and convincing enough. y/n wishes she could spill the truth to vanessa, because god knows she trusts her, but she can’t tell her the truth. it would jepordise everything. “you would have got second-hand embarrassment, v,” y/n tells her and both women laugh.
“so, what, are you gonna be working for wayne enterprises now?” vanessa clarifies.
“sort of,” y/n answers with a shrug, “you’ll see. but don’t tell anyone else yet. and don’t tell anyone outside of work, ever. they’ll be all over you, and i do want us to make our relationship public, not anyone else.”
“yeah, yeah, you and I both know how tabloids work around here,” vanessa answers, “even though i’d love to tell everyone, i promise you on sebbie’s life that i won’t tell a soul.” she promises y/n on her cat’s life and does a cross over her heart. y/n chuckles at the superstition element. “you’ll have to deal with them a lot, though. i’m sorry for that.”
“yeah, thanks,” y/n replies quietly, taking that vanessa has mentioned the thing she’s most afraid of. she guesses vanessa knows the character assassination women face in gotham if they’re on any tabloid or news banner. y/n is in for a big portion of that—people don’t take too kindly to women who work in the same company for their male partners or spouses. it’ll be even worse for y/n perhaps, because she’ll be getting a job at wayne enterprises because she’s in a relationship with bruce. there’s nothing wrong with it, and it was bruce’s idea. god knows what kind of speculations will spiral out of that fact...
y/n feels bruce’s tongue against her own as he brushes his hands underneath her sweater now, petting her waist gently. the image of his large calloused hands on her bare skin already entices y/n more, her sharply inhaling breath through her nose. it feels difficult to breathe now, her fingers digging into the skin of his face. bruce softly groans at the feeling, and an almost animalistic shiver sends his hands to the back of y/n’s thighs and pulls them closer to his crotch, positioning her legs on either side of his body.
the pair nearly fall over from the impact, but y/n steadies them both with ease that her instincts provide, and they only interrupt their kissing with laughter over their slight clumsiness. she really has me feeling like a teenager, bruce thinks to himself before kissing her once more. they melt into each other so easily you’d think they were two pieces of butter on a hot pan. y/n is just about ready to eat him up, she feels this insatiable urge to touch him and kiss him all over, for as long as she has breath.
and when she’s reaching into his sweatpants and adjusting him up with her entrance, panties slid to the side, it’s almost like they sync up completely. the final transaction, the closest they can get, yet they still want more. they’re messy, panting, giggling, hands trembling as they hold onto each other and y/n rocks her hips on bruce’s length. he thinks this must be heaven – her on top of him, her chest in his face, her hands in his hair. he loves her on top of him, always did when she used to patch him up, clean his face, all those times. now their relationship has been turned around and this intimate position they’ve been in before has gained a different turn, too, one bruce was secretly thinking of beforehand.
“you’re so perfect,” he breathes against her skin, laying hot kisses across her chest, her sweater now pushed up, barely covering anything. y/n gasps at bruce’s lips on her breasts, mewls softly, and feels herself so close to release already. she pulls her sweater off over her head, it being in the way, and lets bruce pull her closer, smothering her chest with kisses, arms around her holding her securely.
“fuck, i’m close, bruce,” she tells him in a heave of breath and bruce nods in response. it might be his familiarity with her body, and it might be her spidey-sense growing on him, but he could tell she was close before she uttered the words herself.
“i know, i’ve got you,” he tells her quietly and keeps his hands supportingly on her back. y/n looks into his eyes, her hand now on his cheek.
“you f-feel so good inside me.” she whines and arches her back, hair messy in the air, complete surrender to her feelings.
bruce feels himself twitch inside of her at the words, and he doesn’t resist the groan coming out from between his lips. he grips one of her thighs in his hand, one palm completely capable of covering it, and sees the bump he’s made in her, completely visible to him. “fuck,” he moans out and takes one of her hands in his, guiding it down to the bump, looking into y/n’s eyes as he does. y/n feels the phenomena there and gives him a tired smile, her cheeks sweaty and shining from it in the half-dark.
“you’re so big, bruce, no wonder,” she compliments him and it makes them both chuckle quietly, though the praise once again goes straight to bruce’s hardness inside of her, “ah, fuck—” she starts to say, but can’t even finish her sentence, whatever it might have been, because her orgasm has taken hold of her and is washing through her entire body like an intense wave. bruce completely succumbs to her, feeling himself unloading inside of her, too, nearly in unison with her milking him in all his length.
he tries to watch her face as she comes, not wanting to miss the sight of it, and he manages through his eyes filled with euphoria to catch the look of her. eyebrows scrunched, cheeks glistening with sweat, breasts on display for him, hair falling over her arched back. that is until she crumbles on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder and her hands gripping the back of the sofa. she pants heavily into his ear as he does the same, both of them grounding themselves back to reality. “you’re incredible, y/n,” bruce tells her and y/n smiles in response.
she easily hops off him and finds her sweater on the floor and puts it on before sitting back down next to him. bruce stuffs himself back into his sweats and runs a hand through his hair. she turns her head to look at bruce and they smile at each other. “you’re not so bad yourself,” she tells him and kisses his lips gently. she circles her arms around his neck and they rest their foreheads together, “i could never get tired of this. physically, i mean. i think my stamina is through the roof,” y/n admits, making bruce chuckle, and she enjoys feeling the rumble of his laughter.
“i’ll try to keep up,” he promises and glances into her eyes, this time he’s made her laugh. with her he comes to realize how much he’s capable of. he can make her laugh, he can make her smile, he can make her blush, he can make her reach ecstasy-level orgasms. all of these are honours he holds dear to his heart, “i could never get tired of you.” he tells her quietly.
“me, neither, of you,” y/n responds, then averts her eyes from bruce’s briefly, “what if i can’t take it? the press, the job? what if i’m not... good enough? classy enough?” she lets her anxieties wonder. it breaks bruce’s heart that she feels this way.
“you’re more than good enough,” he assures her, “the press may want to say horrible things about you, and i know it’s easy to give into hate and... critique, but...” bruce shakes his head, “you’re the amazing spider-woman, without the suit and powers, too.” he makes a smile at her and y/n gives a weak one back. “you’re going to be so great at this, i already know it. and don’t be afraid to ask for help—me and alfred will be supporting you every step of the way.”
y/n sniffles quietly, but gives bruce a nod. she leans against the back of the sofa, letting go of bruce, and his skin misses her touch immediately. she rubs her eyes and sighs. “i’ve wanted to do something like this, be someone who can make a real change, all my life, since i was a little kid,” she tells him, “and everything that happened throughout growing up just made me want to do it more. and now you’ve given me this amazing opportunity to finally do something like it, and it scares me,” she turns her head to look at him again. bruce nods, understanding, and splays an arm over her frame, “i can never thank you enough for doing this for me. i’m really grateful for it. i’m just scared i won’t be any good at it.”
“you will be,” bruce tells her, “i never expected this kind of... role would fall on me. i did know, of course, that i would have to follow in my father’s footsteps, and i was more than happy to, but doing it alone, especially when there’s so much pressure about it, and relentless work, never made me like it.” he shook his head. “i know i still want to help people, i always have, and being batman was my way of doing it, but... you’ve made me realize it’s never going to be enough. yes, i can make people fear me, but there’s always going to be someone not so afraid.” he makes a pause to clear his throat. “you remember that brothel we went to on our first night together?” he asks and y/n nods along. “we’re never gonna stop more of those being made by just... doing what we do on our night shifts. crime and corruption in gotham are like diseases. we gotta do more.” he says and y/n nods again.
“i’m glad you see it now, too,” she tells him and runs a hand through his hair, “we will do more. but i can’t do it without you.” she says and makes a sad smile. bruce holds her moving hand in his and lays a kiss on the top of her palm.
“you won’t,” he promises, “you won’t be alone. i’ll go to every interview, every event, anything with you.” so you won’t be alone, like i was, in this business.
y/n chuckles. “really?”
“yeah, i promise,” bruce says with a smile and that’s what makes her believe him. she nods, “i’ll take care of you.” she presses their intertwined hands against his cheek.
“we’ll take care of each other,” she corrects him, and bruce nods, lips once again on her hand, “thank you for this. and for believing in me.” she makes a smile at him and curls herself closer to bruce. he nods at her. he’ll always believe in her. ever since that first night she took him to her apartment, he has put tremendous faith in her and she has always proved worth it. she has never disappointed him. she’s only ever surprised him and hurt him when she fled the manor that night. but never disappoint him. she should have ‘exceeds expectations’ written in her resume, in her passport.
“always,” bruce says and kisses her lips.
“uh, vanessa,” y/n calls for her attention again, and vanessa turns to her with welcoming eyes, “can you promise me that... you won’t say anything the press want you to say? no matter how much money they’re offering.” she requests shyly, hoping this won’t close vanessa off to her. but her friend-colleague nods.
“of course,” she says, “i would never do that to you, man, come on,” she bumps y/n’s shoulder and they both laugh, “no amount of money could make me want to lie about you.”
“thanks so much. i’d never assume otherwise, you know, just had to make sure.” y/n says timidly and rubs her hands together. “i’ll hand in my resignation tomorrow. a month’s notice.” she tells her and vanessa nods with a smile, though she also sighs sadly.
“only a month with you left,” she says and makes a playful frown. y/n shakes her head, “it’s gonna be weird here without you.”
“i know,” y/n says in an aching voice, “it’s gonna be so strange not working here. but i’ll come here for coffee, i promise you that.”
vanessa smiles. “it’ll always be on the house,” she says and does a salute. it makes them both giggle again, but the bell ringing at the entrance door alerts them of a new customer and their laughter dies down a little.
“that won’t go unnoticed, v,” y/n tells her as she takes her post behind the cash register. vanessa raises an eyebrow at her, “if i’m ever invited to a gala and i can take a plus one, it’s gonna be you.” y/n smiles at vanessa and she nearly bursts at the proposition.
“are you serious? but won’t mr wayne be your plus one?” she makes sure, but y/n shakes her head.
“no, he gets his own invites. we could go as three, and i wouldn’t wanna go with anybody else, anyway,” she admits.
“ah, just imagine – us getting ready together to go a gala! what a dream,” vanessa ties her apron around her waist again and passes y/n to stand behind the coffee machine, “your life’s definitely getting better.”
that statement sort of stops y/n in her tracks. her life is getting better, that’s true, she just hadn’t admitted that to herself yet. probably because she feels she doesn’t deserve it, isn’t worthy of such good circumstances. a great relationship, a job she’s wanted to do since she was a kid, a job in helping countless people in peril, poverty, hunger and everything else that’s eating gotham up from inside. but she doesn’t let herself enjoy it. well, truthfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she’s already hesitant towards it.
being scared of the job is one thing – how good is she gonna be at it? how will everyone else at wayne enterprises like her? how will the media take her work? how will the people of gotham embrace her? but another thing is feeling like she doesn’t deserve it. she doesn’t come from upper class, she wasn’t born into money like bruce was. she comes from a different universe altogether.
but shouldn’t an advocate for people who can’t defend or support themselves be someone exactly like them? maybe y/n should tell her story to the whole of gotham, about her hardships growing up, about her mother’s hardships – not the whole story in details, but just enough that would make people see that she’s just like them, no different, and wants to help. because she knows how she can help. she knows exactly what these people need because she’s been one of them. who better to protect and vouch for them than someone who comes from the same gutter? that would be a great article headline for the press, y/n thinks.
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the batman: bruce wayne, selina kyle, edward nashton.
dc: bruce wayne, clark kent, diana prince, harley quinn, selina kyle, pamela isley, dick grayson, jason todd, roy harper, tim drake, stephanie brown, barbara gordon, cassandra cain, damian wayne, superbat, jayroy.
golden trio era: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, luna lovegood, neville longbottom, fred weasley, george weasley, cedric diggory, oliver wood, theodore nott, pansy parkinson, cho chang.
marauders era: james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald, barty crouch jr., evan rosier, regulus black, narcissa black, jily, dorlene, marylily, wolfstar, rosekiller, poly marauders.
fantastic beasts: newt scamander, theseus scamander, leta lestrange, tina goldstein, queenie goldstein.
chronicles of narnia: peter pevensie, susan pevensie, edmund pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian the tenth.
baldur’s gate 3: wyll ravengard, astarion ancunin, gale dekarios, karlach cliffgate, halsin silverbough, shadowheart, lae’zel, shadowzel, bloodpact, bloodweave, wyllach, hellspawn, bloodbear, wyllsin.
dead poets society: neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, steven meeks, gerard pitts, richard cameron, knox overstreet, ginny danbury, chris noel, anderperry.
the outsiders: darrel "darry" curtis, sodapop curtis, ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, steve randle, dallas "dally" winston, keith "two-bit" mathews, cheryl "cherry" valance.
ted lasso: ted lasso, jamie tartt, roy kent, keeley jones, sam obisanya, jamieroy, tedroy, roykeeley.
one piece (live action): monkey d. luffy, roanoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, nami, usopp, dracule mihawk, red-haired shanks, zosan.
hazbin hotel: charlie morningstar, vaggie, lucifer morningstar, angel dust, husk, alastor the radio demon, rosie the cannibal, sir pentious, cherri bomb, emily seraphim, chaggie, royalhalo, two and a half halos, huskerdust, cherrisnake.
triple frontier: santiago garcia, frankie morales, benny miller, will miller.
formula one: daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris, max verstappen, lance stroll, alex albon, george russell, pierre gasly, oscar piastri, logan sargeant, mick schumacher, esteban ocon, maxiel, charlos, carlando, loscar, lestappen, charlandos.
nhl: mitch marner, jamie drysdale, william nylander, quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, adam larrson, matthew knies, nico hischier, juraj slafkovsky.
stranger things: steve harrington, eddie munson, robin buckley, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, chrissy cunningham, steddie, hellcheer, ronance.
good omens: aziraphale, crowley, muriel, anathema device, ineffable husbands, ineffable bureaucracy.
marvel: bucky barnes, eddie brock, kate bishop, yelena belova, natasha romanoff, sam wilson, carol danvers, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, loki laufeyson, thor odinson, darcy lewis, jane foster, druig, makkari, kingo, bruce banner, peter parker (tom holland), ned leeds, michelle jones, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly, peter quill, scott lang, xu shang-chi, xu xialing, helmut zemo, peter parker (andrew garfield), sambucky, spideychelle, interwebs, drukkari.
top gun: pete "maverick" mitchell, tom "iceman" kazansky, nick "goose" bradshaw, ron "slider" kerner, bradley "rooster" bradshaw, jake "hangman" seresin, natasha "phoenix" trace, bob floyd, javy "coyote" machado, mickey "fanboy" garcia, callie "halo" shen, icemav, hangster, floydsin, halonix.
star wars: luke skywalker, anakin skywalker, padmé amidala, obi-wan kenobi, din djarin, ahsoka tano, rex, cody, wrecker, crosshair, wolffe, hunter, echo, fives, tech, omega.
slashers: michael myers, jason vorhees, daniel "candyman" robitaille, jason dean, billy loomis, stu macher, hannibal lecter, carrie white, thomas hewitt, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, norman bates, hannigram, poly ghostface.
twilight: charlie swan, alice cullen, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, seth clearwater, paul lahote, jasper hale, rosalie hale, poly charlie & carlisle.
x-men: charles xavier, erik lensherr, kurt wagner, raven darkhölme, peter maximoff, logan howlett, jean grey, scott summers, alex summers, sean cassidy.
the magnificent seven (2016): goodnight robicheaux, billy rocks, joshua faraday, vasquez, sam chisholm, red harvest, jack horne, the magnificent seven (unit).
little women (2019): jo march, meg march, amy march, beth march, theodore "laurie" laurence.
newsies (broadway version): jack kelly, david jacobs, katherine pulitzer, crutchie morris, spot conlon, racetrack higgins, albert dasilva, finch.
miscellaneous: tangerine, evan "buck" buckley, eddie diaz, buddie, ferris bueller, cameron frye, daniel larusso, johnny lawrence, marty mcfly, phil wenneck, joel miller, spencer reid, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, jess mariano, rory gilmore, eggsy unwin, agent whiskey, barbie (margot robbie), ken (ryan gosling).
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types of content i will write: headcanons, drabbles, blurbs based on concepts and thoughts.
what i will write: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, readers of any gender (male, female, gender-neutral), readers of color and various religions, poly reader inserts with ships, suggestive content (no actual smut, but suggestive and fade-to-black is fine), various types of aus (if you're not sure, feel free to ask).
what i will not write: anything fully nsfw (suggestive content is fine), full-length one-shots (at least not by request), non-canon sexualities for characters, age play/regression, rape or sexual assault, eating disorders, self-harm.
✩⡱ other rules !
i will not write one-shots or full-length fics by request. however, i may write one-shots or series based on my own ideas if i am feeling inspired. otherwise, i will only take requests for headcanons, drabbles, and concepts or thoughts from you that i can turn into blurbs.
i will write for readers of any gender, but if you do not specify the reader's gender in your request, i will automatically make them gender-neutral, so as to keep my writing as inclusive as possible.
my inspiration tends to come and go a lot, so if it takes me a while to get your request out, i genuinely apologize in advance, but i do ask you to not be rude and try to pressure me into writing faster.
please be polite when sending in requests - i do not ask for a lot, just a simple "please" and "thank you" so i know you don't think of me as just a writing machine.
on that note, please try to put some kind of general plot into your requests ! not too much, since headcanons and drabbles are meant to be shorter, but i generally need more than just "x character with fluff". also, please put the type of request, or if it's just a thought or concept, in your ask !
you can request for any character in the list above, as long as their name isn't struck through, but if you want to know if i write for another character in any of these fandoms that isn't listed, feel free to ask ! i might still not write them, but i promise i'll try my best !
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Writelist
I write: AFAB Characters & AMAB Characters (genderfluid, cis male, ftm, non-binary, and any masc-aligned gender)
Anybody 18+ is allowed to read and interact with my work as long as you're respectful and don't ask me to write female reader
DNI: Basic DNI criteria, if you support or write fics about real people
The more specific the request, the better. Don't be afraid to go into alarming detail.
Please don't copy and paste your request (in another ask or in my comment sections) if I don't respond to it. I won't answer a request until I've finished it so please be patient
If you want a part two, you're more likely to get one if you specify what you want in it. Most of the time I don't have any ideas if I planned on it being a oneshot
What I will NOT write:
Female Reader, Female Character, Scat, Incest (Pseudo-Incest is Fine), Age Play, Misgendering, Transphobia
Things You Can Request:
- Fics, Thirsts, Shorts, Headcanons, Drafts
- For shorts you can just give me a character (up to 4 per post) and a prompt or trope or whatever and I'll write a small little piece about it
Bottom Reader
tell me if you're okay with afab language or not if asking for ftm reader. i wont use it by default
Characters I'll write for bottom reader: Zhongli, Ajax, Itto, Ayato, Diluc, Diavolo, William Afton, Enji Todoroki, Scott Howl, Hopper, Joel Miller, Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny, Billy),
I will not write bottom reader for anybody not listed above
Fandoms I write for
feel free to ask if I would write for any fandom not listed here
The fandoms I've been asked about but don't write for: AOT, COD, Twilight, Sk8, JJK, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss,
Genshin Impact
All Male Characters (Not including Fontaine)
My Hero Academia
Class 1-A, Aizawa, LOV, Monoma, Tamaki, Mirio, Shinso, Enji Todoroki
Danganronpa
All male characters in Trigger Happy Havoc and Goodbye Despair
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Argyle, Jim Hopper, Billy Hargrove
Haikyuu
Kenma Kozume, Testuro Kuroo, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Keishin Ukai, Oikawa
The Disastrous Life of Saiki Kusuo
Saiki, Kaido, Kuboyasu, Saiko
Twisted Wonderland
Idia, Lilia, Leona, Malleus, Jack, Vil, Rook
Detroit Become Human
Markus, Connor
Obey Me
The Demon Brothers, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon, Barbatos
FNAF
Michael Afton & Michael Schmidt, William Afton
Monster Prom
Scott Howl, Damien LaVey, Liam De Lioncourt, Oz, Brian Yu
Stardew Valley
Shane, Sebastian, Alex, Demetrius, Kent, Harvey, Elliott, Sam
Horror & Slasher
Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny Johnson, Stu, Billy), Dwight Riley, Losers Club (1990, 2019), Patrick Bateman, Kurt Kunkle, John Doe, Chad Meeks-Martin, Wes Hicks, Ethan Landry
Bungou Stray Dogs
Atsushi Nakajima, Osamu Dazai, Doppo Kunikida, Ranpo Edogawa, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Chuuya Nakahara
One Punch Man
Genos, Speed o Sound Sonic
Hunter x Hunter
Kurapika, Leorio, Feitan
Harry Potter
Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black
Honkai Star Rail
Caelus, Dan Heng, Sampo, Welt, Jing Yuan, Gepard, Luocha, Blade, Luka, Argenti, Veritas Ratio, Gallagher, Sunday, Adventurine
Marvel
Spider-Man (Raimi, TASM, MCU, Insomniac, Miguel, Peter B. Parker, Hobie Brown), Spider-Noir, Tony Stark, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Harry Osborn, Eddie Brock, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Deadpool,
Scott Pilgrim
Scott Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Gideon Graves, Matthew Patel, Wallace Wells, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Todd Ingram
Supernatural
Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester
Misc
Bruce Wayne, Edward Nygma (The Batman), Clark Kent (MAWS), Jimmy Olsen (MAWS), James (Pokémon), Arven (Pokémon), Joel Miller (TLOU), Leon Kennedy, Luis Sera, Stein (Soul Eater), Spirit (Soul Eater), Reigen Arataka, Link
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Night & Day
Battinson!Bruce Wayne x F!Reader x Neil
Summary: In an effort to get Bruce out of a depressive slump, you enlist the help of an old flame.
Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Epilogue
Rating: General
Word Count: 1.4K
Warnings: None; just some cutesy fun!
Link to AO3
Tags: @ursulaismymiddlename my emotional support cherub. @salt-is-a-terrible-currency you drag me into your fandoms I drag you into mine :)
10:20 LONDON ON TIME
But no gate yet, which - glaring at your watch for the umpteenth time - meant the plane was probably somewhere outside, circling the tarmac until directed to a walkway.
After two hours of traffic, a steep parking ticket, and an additional fifty minutes to get through security, you were nearly biting your nails from anticipation if not for the large cup of cruddy coffee fastened tight in your grip. It’d been too long since you’d seen one of your oldest friends, and with the plan in mind, it was meant to be a special occasion.
Ten more minutes passed and you watched the flight information display update with three other arrivals amid a muffled throaty announcement over the loudspeaker, and it was a fight to keep from having an outburst.
10:20 LONDON ON TIME D51
You tried not to sprint, weaving through passerby in a rush to get to the gate before you lost him in the crowd and wasted yet another hour just to track him down. While he was perfectly capable of looking after himself, events never bode well for lost tourists wandering Gotham International.
But once you made it to the gate, the thought instantly felt foolish - it was impossible for that man to be overlooked.
His long legs carried him above the heights of his fellow passengers, but as always, it was like sunshine sought him out. A halo of light cutting through smoggy cityscape to illuminate his forever messy dirty blonde hair and his sun kissed skin. He could’ve very well modeled, donning an expensive day suit in an olive green color only he could’ve pulled off so handsomely. But he also happened to be one of the smartest people you knew in the world - that is, until you met Bruce.
“Neil!” you practically squealed, startling a family nearby.
He looked for the voice, face splitting into one of his priceless smiles once spotting you. Then you were running, unable to stop yourself, and crashed into his open arms like a scene from a movie.
“My darling girl,” he huffed, quite literally sweeping you off your feet to give you a flourished spin before setting you back down. You were lost in his bright blue eyes as he clutched your face in his hands, then kissed you before you could right yourself. It’d been too long since that too, but also wasn’t the purpose of his trip, and you pulled back before your weak knees sent you to the floor.
“This is not that kind of visit, Neil,” you scolded playfully.
His brows furrowed in mock concern and he stood up straight, a pout settling on his face. “Are you suggesting I’ve come all this way to a city I’ve never heard of not to be romanced?”
“I’m not suggesting, I’m telling. Now, come on.” You took hold of his hand and led him in the direction toward the exits, suddenly remembering there was a time limit to your parking spot. “I’m gonna need your help with something. Someone. I’ll fill you in on the way.”
“Very well, but I’m driving.” He retracted the handle on his suitcase and picked it up so he could walk faster, and his long stride was quick to overtake yours. “I’ve been stuck on a plane eight hours, I need something fun to do.”
~
“So, what you’re saying is, and correct me if I’m wrong…”
It was difficult to pay attention from the passenger seat. You braced yourself as the car whizzed through traffic, one hand on the door, the other splayed on the dashboard. It wasn’t that Neil was a bad driver, far from it. It was that he fancied enacting a good getaway, enjoyed the speed and sly maneuvers of weaving through cars and lanes and ramps alike. A thrill seeking picked up from his career in espionage.
As the GPS signaled the appropriate exit a thousand feet ahead, you suddenly wished you borrowed the Corvette. Your sedan could only take so much.
“Your boyfriend -”
“- He’s not my boyfriend.”
“- Is a billionaire philanthropist by day and a batsuit wearing vigilante by night, and you want me to, what, exactly? Give him a makeover?”
“Sounds a little insane when you say it like that.”
“My darling,” Neil ignored a blaring honk as the engine revved, sending the car soaring across an intersection. “That’s because it is just a little bit insane. I don’t think depression is your boyfriend’s biggest problem.”
“He’s not my boyfriend!” you whined at him. “Why must you keep calling him that?”
His hand darted from the wheel to tickle your side. “Because you make the cutest little face when I do!” You swatted at him, snapping to keep his eyes on the road and he straightened in his seat. “If I’m being honest, you’re making me jealous.”
“Anyway,” you carried on. “You’re a time traveler.”
You watched his mouth open, then close, then open again before gesturing vaguely, and you knew he was debating lecturing you over the semantics. How it wasn’t really time travel. Feynman this, Wheeler that. Electron positron something something. But he was the physicist, and you were a Poli Sci major and the concept was entirely lost on you the second he stopped explaining it.
“Touche,” he eventually settled on.
You took his surrender as an opportunity to segue back to the original topic at hand. “He just has these slumps where he seems so down. I figured you being - well, you -”
“- Charming, devilishly handsome, a fantastic dresser.”
“Oh my god,” you groaned, laughing all the same. “Yes. All the things. Give him some guidance, will you? A bit of a friendly push.”
“One Pretty Woman treatment, coming right up.”
At last, the car finally reduced speed and you were relieved to see Wayne Tower come into view, its skyscraping rooftop so high amongst its neighbors, it disappeared into the smokey grey mix of clouds and smog.
“Jesus…” Neil marveled. “He lives in that?”
For the second time that day, it took proper navigating to find parking, even once inside the Tower’s garage. It was the middle of the workday and the building would’ve been brimming with employees, contractors, and housekeeping staff. Once more, you regretted not asking Bruce to borrow his car. While he had his own parking space in the lot, the more secluded space underground was incomparably convenient.
“Oh, one more thing,” you said before you both stepped out. And as he turned toward you, it was a mystery as to how it almost went forgotten. There were some differences, sure. The blonde hair and tanned skin, the aforementioned dress sense. Neil likely even had a trimmer build; he might’ve had history as a soldier but Bruce’s training and expertise went far beyond that.
“You could say I have a type. He looks just like you.”
~
Upon entering the Tower, Neil made a safe assumption to approach the receptionist desk, only to offer a sheepish grin when spotting you make a beeline for the elevators. There were over seventy buttons on the panels inside, one for each floor, and security clearance was required to select several, including the one labeled ‘PH’. Of course, you had security clearance. You swiped your ID badge, the round knob lit up, and the lift began its smooth ascent.
“Do you work here as well?” Neil asked curiously.
“No.” He fell suspiciously quiet until you cocked a brow at him. “What?”
“Nothing!” Though his smirk said otherwise. “Simply trying to recall the last time I created identification swipes for people I wasn’t dating.”
“Oh, do stop.”
“No, no! Perhaps my faked death has kept me behind the times. Is that a thing now? Should we have one made for each other?”
“Please promise me you’ll behave,” you pressed, eyes skyward in a plea from any higher power this plan of yours would work out. “He’s - he’s important to me.”
“And to this city, I reckon... I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” he added quickly when you raised a fist, fighting the urge to jab him in the gut. You softened when he reached over to grasp the back of your neck in his hand, thumb petting behind your ear, and you realized how much you’d missed the damned man. “Anything for you, darling.”
You threw yourself at him, hugging him tight, basking in the nostalgia of his familiar scent. It was begrudging to release him as there was a low ding announcing the arrival to the utmost tier of the building. Whatever soft feelings warmed your chest were abruptly replaced with anxious nerves. You hoped the two men you loved most liked each other, hoped Bruce would keep an open mind about this…
#bruce wayne x reader#the batman 2022#neil tenet x reader#tenet#bruce wayne x reader x neil#rob pattinson#my fic
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hello everyone!!
welcome to my page where i basically write my brain fantasies come to life!
i tend to dabble in a multitude of fandoms but my soul focus for this account right now is DC!
with that being said - requests are OPEN
^ please feed me your lovely ideas as long as they don’t include: sexual assault, incest, drug use, miscarriages, self harm, underage characters and basically anything you’d have to dig real deep for in the AO3 tags
i have every right to deny a request but don’t take it personally as you can always submit another request that follows those guidelines
i would say the majority of my things fall under a safe age range but please heed the minor/18+ warnings when they are included!!
disclaimer: i tend to write from a female perspective as that is the easiest for me
without further ado here are my babies:
DC
Jason Todd
Heartstrings
Mullets and Sweet Caresses
Concerts and Confessions
The Date
Dick Grayson
Dance with me?
Catching Feelings
ASKS
Dick Grayson
Pool Party
RECS
DC
Jason Todd x Reader
Bruce Wayne x Reader
Harry Potter
Draco x Hermione
Top Gun
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Reader
The Last of Us
Joel Miller x Reader
All for the Game
Andrew x Neil
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5 & 11 😊
I promise, I haven't forgotten about these! 🥺 I finally had some free time to answer.
5. How many wips do you have? What fandoms/pairings are they for?
Too many. 🥲 I'll tell you about the ones I have some framework for. Lots of scenes written, just to get them out of my brain, but the plots keep changing. I like to do character driven stuff. I'll imagine myself working on parts of me I know are a problem and apply them my OC's. I just want them to eventually be happy. And the characters they interact with, too.
Bullet Train, leaning towards OFC again because I've given her codenames now, which is like pretty much naming her. We'll see. I still need to play with it a bit. For now, OFC x Tangerine. I even had most of 3 to 4 chapters written until 💩 hit the fan. I would love to finish it one day. But I have all sorts of ideas of interactions between her and Tangerine, her and Lemon (best of friends, I love what I have planned for them), and then of course, the three of them together, I feel like make quite the dynamic. I'm pretty sure this will be a fix it fic, set after the events of the movie.
TENET, OFC x Neil (though I'm heavily debating writing as a reader insert. Not sure what to go with yet and it doesn't help that half the stuff I have written is in my OC's POV and the other half in reader's POV. 😅) So maybe a wee bit about what I'm working on: Nina, if I go through with it, gets recruited into TENET and she learns how to open up a bit more after living most of her life emotionally closed off. All she's known is Mahir, her closest friend, kind of a brother to her. Throw Neil into the mix and he helps Nina learn to trust people again. Definite fix it fic, because . . . . you know why.
Star Trek (Alternate Original Series, you know with Chris Pine), OFC x Chekov. Anna Pike, daughter of Cristopher Pike, wants to show that she's capable. Prove to her father that she's worthy of his praise and attention, but while she does eventually gets her dad to see that, she learns she doesn't need it from him or anyone from the help of the crew of the USS Enterprise. There are some neat friendships there, too.
Mission Impossible . . . No pairings, except maybe hints of Ethan and Ilsa. OFC, Elizabeth "Lizzie" Lane. Low key, black widow vibes in the sense that she was taken from her biological family and raised by Solomon Lane to be part of his secret project. I plan to do like movie tie in type of fic, while also spinning it a little bit. Lizzie was supposed to be raised in Solomon Lane's image and be quite a dangerous operative, but Lizzie starts to think for herself when she meets Benjamin Dunn. He wants to help her out of her situation.
The Batman . . . F!Reader x Bruce Wayne/Batman. Pretty sure I could safely write that one as a reader fic. I have scenes for it, but not much plot for it. I have this vision of reader helping Bruce and Alfred making the suit. And then some angsty stuff because it's Bruce.
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, OFC x Bucky. Louise, still a little unsure what her place is in the MCU, I've been playing with it for awhile and just kinda hit a stop. Pretty much follows the events of the show.
There's a splash or two of found family in all of these because of reasons. 🥲 Hands down, my fave trope.
11. Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?
Oh, honey, how I wish I could just write stuff in order, but my brain is like nope.
When my brain is nice to me, I can get some things down, but that is a rarity. 🥲
send me a fanfic ask?
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✨And the winners are✨
1. The eldest, wise and responsible brother:
As Steve won two polls I have decided to make Andy the eldest brother and he also looks like an elder brother. I mean look at him.
2. Romantic and hard working, second brother:
Steve won this poll in the end by beating Bucky by a small margin. But a winner is still a winner.
3. Strongest third brother:
Clark is the third brother so congrats to the cutie pie *even though I wanted August to win* but moving on.
4. Second youngest, pretty and funny:
Bucky won this poll by a fucking landslide and why won't he? He fits the bill completely.
5. Youngest and a charming asshole:
This was surprising, I thought Nick is going to win as Sebastian has a larger fanbase but I guess I underestimated Batman. Like most people do.
The cast is all ready now you'd have to prey that I get some time to actually write this. 🫡
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Why he broke up with you
Rob Pattinson character dump
✨ Cedric Diggory, Neil, Edward Cullen, and Bruce Wayne
✨this is just filler. I have a spicy mcu! May Parker fic coming up (gender neutral reader!) but I'm writing this at Harris teeter lmao. I've gotten some GOOD ASS requests and I'm so excited to write them all! For now, here is this Rob Pattinson character thing
✨masterlist | requests are open for fics and for ships, but only for one more day!!! Send any in if you have them! My rules and fandoms list are here
Cedric broke up with you because his father. His father didn't like you because your father and paternal side of the family were death eaters. Your mother managed to get away with you and any of your siblings.
If you're a Slytherin then that makes it a little bit worse. Amos is truly a good man. It's not so much that he doesn't like you as much as it's the fact your father was a death eater. Your father was an active death eater.
Cedric always loved you, even after the break up he remained close to you. He insisted yoh tei could be friends. You were the one taken into the lake. "I'm just his friend," you told the headmaster meekly as you agreed to be apart of the task.
Dumbledore's just sent you a little look over his crescent glasses. He didn't press the matter but hell, even he knew that you and Cedric would never be "just friends."
Cedric took you to the Yule ball as a friend. He stole kisses from you, but as a friend. Before he went into the final task of the tournament he swore to you he'd win you back. He'd make it all up to you. He didn't care what his father thought. "Just wait here. Watch me win. I'm not doing this for anyone else but you."
After Cedric dies, Amos takes it out on you.
Cedric's mother keeps in touch with you, on the down low. She sends you some of his things. A few of his sweaters and one of his house ties.
If you're a Hufflepuff (hufflepuff pride runs in my blood) then you wear his tie every day with your uniform. If you're another house, you wear his tie like an accessory, or you cuddle with it at night.
It hurts to know that when Cedric died, he wasn't your boyfriend.
Especially when you're older. As an adult, meeting for lunch with Cedric's mom, she tells you that Cedric swore up and down he would marry you. Cedric never paid mind to his father's quarrels with you. It was always Cedric's intention to go back after you, despite breaking up.
Neil
"What's happened's happened."
That's generally the philosophy Neil goes by.
But you were the one person he was willing to break all the rules for.
You were dead. You died, pregnant with his child, all because of your relationship with Neil.
Neil, who typically was so logical and strict, defied everything he stood for and he went back to make a different choice. Not even Protague could stop him.
It was hard work. And it didn't pay off. Fixing that one mistake didn't save your life. What he thought was over happened again, and you died, and your child died.
So he did it again.
And he did it four more times after that.
And finally he realized there was one more option; the last resort.
He stopped himself from ever pursuing you.
Your relationship was done. It had never happened. You were just some person apart of Tenent. Only Protague knew about why could have been; what had been. It pained Neil to watch you work without even realizing he had been the love of your life.
You talked to him and regarded him as strange because he always looked at you with weird grief.
It hurts to watch you live your life. You were ever ignorant of the very person you had to work side by side with.
^ @robpattinsongifs
Edward Cullen
Jasper almost killed your mother.
A close call. Very close.
You and Edward sat down that night as Carlisle tended to her wounds. You asked Edward how to proceed from there. How could you keep the Volturi away from your dear mother? Now two humans knew the secrets of Forks, and the Volturi wouldn't take kindly to that.
"What can we do?" You pressed as you squeezed Edward's hand. "Maybe there's a vampire that can actually use that kind control. That compulsion. It's a myth for a reason, right? Some vampire can likely just make her forget it ever happened?"
Edward told you he would take care of it.
And of course that meant he was leaving town. Leaving the entire country.
Saying goodbye to you was hard, because you knew what he was doing. You didn't belive any of the "I don't love you anymore" bullshit Edward tried to pull.
But you ultimately couldn't stop him from leaving town. It hurts to know that, in spite of the disasterous split, Edward still loves you too.
Bruce Wayne
A continuation...
As his career as Batman progresses, he fades away. His entire life has been consumed by the devil; his other half had once been you. Now it's the Bat.
He will always love you. You will always be the one for him. But he's no longer living a regular life. Bruce Wayne isn't even his real self; the millionaire ceo is the real facade.
Batman doesn't make for a good lover. He can't love you right. He's afraid that he'll drag you down with him.
Similar to Edward, he says things to hurt you in an effort to really get the job done. And you belive them.
"I'll never marry you. I'll never want to marry you. I don't want a life with you. I don't want to have your children. I just want to be alone for once."
It hurts to watch the heartbreak in your eyes. Your spirit was snuffed out like a candlelight and you went numb. You quietly left his life; and he was, from then in, truly alone.
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