《Male x chubby reader book 2 (Completed)》Bat family x broken daughter reader x superman family
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You are the daughter of Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent's, and you are their only daughter. You have older brothers who are like your father fight crime, and there was a time when you did the same. That was until you had been focused to quite or more like removed from the lifestyle. It all started when a deadly villain had escaped, and out of everyone, one of your brother's teams and yours blamed you for it. You did your best to defend yourself with no such lucky you will remember the day you were waiting out of the justice league meeting room to hear what they were going to do with you. The outcome was not what you thought it would be. You see yo7 and been removed from your team and family team and forbidden from using your power of skill ever again. Your father Bruce said if they found out you were using your controls, it will be bad for you, and he and Superman won't be able to save you from the government or anyone else if you broke this rule. What made it harder was that your fathers and use this deceives to take away your powers for good, and you soon had nothing. So after high school, you moved too far away college and focused on your studies and avoid anything related to your family and former teammates/friends after all the hate you had gotten.
Y/n " boys breakfast is ready" you are now an adult woman with triplet sons you had to meet your husband terry in college, you kept your personal life away from him and told him little about your family. After years of being married, you soon had sons named Jackson, Alexander, and Bradon, your son, had lost your husband when he walked out and you four, and you only had your sons left. Every time you want to call home and speak with your family, you will remember all the things they said to you when you had been blamed for something you didn't do. You soon used your mother's maiden name and made sure the boys use it as well.
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Bradon, " hey mom, we are doing a family tree project at school... and we wanted to know about your side of the family."
Y/n " later kiddo eat your breakfast, you're going to be late for school."
Jackson " yes mom" the boys eat their food and soon leave for school you knew sooner or later they would find out, but you are not ready to tell them the whole truth. You had gotten home from work and walked into the living room to see it a mess, and soon enough, you noticed your sons looking threw some papers.
Y/n " May I help you, boys."
Boys " mom, hey, welcome home."
Y/n " I'm guessing you want to know about my family right."
Alexander " yes please"
Y/n" okay, I will tell you all you need to know" you sit down at the table with the boys and ask them to want you to want them to understand and nothing else. Everything was going well. That was until someone had rung the doorbell making you stop your conversation with the boys.
Bradon " I will get it."
Bradon, " mom, there some guys here to see you."
Family pov
Bruce," it says she lives here."
Dick " dad, I don't think she wants to see any of us right now or ever."
Clark " we have to try and how much could have changed in her life since we last saw her" Damien had rung the doorbell, and soon enough, a young boy answered the door.
Bradon " excuse me, sir, how may I help you all."
Conner " dose a woman name y/n Wayne-Kent liver her kid."
Bradon " oh that my mom's name but that not her last time she last time her Weston" everyone looked at the boy shocked, could it be right is all a lie.
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Bradon " Mo, there are some guys here to see you."
Y/n " coming."
Back to you
Y/n " Bradon, who are these guys you... Bradon goes upstairs with your brothers right now."
Bradon, " but you were going to tell us more...."
Y/n " I will tell you more later upstairs now."
Bradon " yes, mom Alex Jackson's mom wants us to go upstairs" the boys soon go upstairs, and you walk out of the house and close the door behind you.
Y/n" what are you all doing here."
Tim, " we came to see you we wanted to ....."
Y/n " you know what I don't care anymore; just get your cars and leave my sons and me alone."
Bruce, " you have kids."
Y/n " yes I do "
Clark, " can we meet them please Bradon seems like a nice boy, and maybe we can meet...."
Y/n " no, now please leave, or I will call the cops."
Conner " hear us our please we are sorry for what we did to you all those years ago... we just want you back and be a normal family."
Y/n " I have my healthy family, and I'm not coming home."
John, " then can we work something out, please."
Y/n " ....."
Bruce, " you still have your powers."
Y/n " yes, they came back a few years go, but my son's powers, will or will not come but that me for me to deal with, not you all."
Jason, " can we just sit down as a family and talk."
Y/n " sure... I just want this to be over with" you walk into the house with your family and sit down and talk with them, and soon enough, you felt at peace. Your family wanted you to come back to Gotham, and your father will pay for the boys to attend the same private school you attend.
Y/n " will you all like to meet them officially."
Bruce " yes please" the boys soon come back downstairs and that when you introduced them to your family. The boys see happy to meet their grandfathers and uncles finally. You soon moved to Gotham city with your sons and back into Wayne Manor, and soon enough, you started fighting crime again with your family and sons who early got their powers and were called impossible boys.
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No More Respawns
Synopsis: The first time Allen died, he was forced back into a living hell where death is temporary, and power is all that matters. With evil and depravity as the rule, tragedy becomes comedy and life becomes an act. Only a deal with a shady god can get him back to his old life, but what happens if there’s nothing left to save? Maybe hell isn’t so bad if you have infinite lives… until you don’t. Needless to say, it’s all fun and games until there’s no more respawns. Foreword: This story is meant primarily as an action adventure and secondarily as a dark and nihilistic comedy. It may not be readily apparent in the beginning, but that's what I have planned (I feel the need to emphasize the dark; don’t rage at me if it gets too ‘traumatizing’ or something). I’m going to take my time with this, so it won’t immediately inundate you with doom and gloom. This is also a comedy, remember? On that note, if for some cursed reason you just can't handle either the references or the jokes, I am willing to battle in the comments. Anyway, I still put a significant amount of effort into the system, so I hope you enjoy that part. It is a little bulky, I'll admit to that, but I wanted to try something new and its more fun when there's more depth to it. Regardless, I still have a lot of fun doing math in the middle of writing a fictional story (/s). I also want to see if I can keep from messing up the pacing. Many times, I end up going too fast because I'm afraid of the story getting boring, which tends to ironically have the opposite effect. I'm still learning I suppose; we'll see how things go. Lastly, please leave reviews and comments, they really mean a lot to me and (usually) help me improve considerably. I'll be asking for feedback in the polls and I do still check the old ones from time to time. Notes: The story takes a bit of time to develop; give it time if you're here for drama, grimdark, or antihero. The system is all blue boxes and I'm not half-assing the numbers. Chapters will be between 1k and 2k words usually. I always use the oxford coma, fight me. Might drop if rating falls below 4 stars, idk. It depends on how my life is going. Cover drawn by yours truly in MS paint. (I have skill, I know)
8 183Emperor of the Demon race
In the western realm, an old man sits silently on his throne. Tired and exhausted from a lifelong pursuit of power and glory, he peacefully awaits his timely end. But, before he can take his final rest, he will make his presence known one last time and guide his youngest three descendants towards the glory of his race. Unfortunately for him, his three descendants have been basking in the glory of their ancestor for too long, ignoring the path of cultivation and gradually bringing ruin to their family...
8 169Mianite: Unitended
'Solve the riddle' he said . 'Keep an eye on you' she said. Well right now I feel like this world's lab rat, and Jordan kinda was. What, with Mianite's riddle. The Modsteps out to kill, little Hope, his only friend in the new world. Tucker and Sonja, the God Mianite's followers who hated Dianite with all there heart. Not to mention Tom, leader of Dianite who followed his old best friend around like a lost puppy. Then you have the godless, Nadeshot and Hex which doesn't seem to be a good plan for anyone.And of course when Jordan thought he had the riddle down it all comes back. With Mianite and Dianites temples. The evil shadows who don't seem to want to leave Hope and him alone.'Yea, easy' Sonja said. 'You got it' Tucker said. 'There are only two gods' the whole place said.Wait there are more then two gods!?[Completed]
8 166What If Bowser Died?
•• COMPLETE ••How seriously do you think Bowser's death would affect Mario and the rest of the denizens of the video game world?
8 198Below Water | Kisame Hoshigaki (Kisame Love Story)
Kisame love story ❤️What would you do if you're asked to do something for an old friend?Would you reject? Or accept?When Sana is asked she's not so sure. She knows declining would bad but what she doesn't know is that accepting is equally terrible.After all, if she accepts she'll have to meet a monster... a demon...a shark.
8 132ESA (Ranboo x reader)
The store looked sketchy, a place Mark definitely would have preferred to avoid. But his platonic husband Tubbo was dragging him inside, saying that the magic lady wasn't a hoax.×××"You need an emotional support animal (y/n)! Your parents refuse to believe you have any mental problems, and you can't afford a therapist. This is the next best option!"I looked at the cat, and back at Jack."Fine, but you have to name it," I demanded. "Catboo, it's officail," he shouted triumphantly.NO ART IS MINE
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