DC: The Little Birds Get Eaten in One Bite

In short. You live in a world where soulmates truly exist. But you do not have a soulmark. This means you have no destined other half. You had always accepted that well enough. Until one day, you met Tim. You are his soulmate. But he is not yours. * Soulmates cannot leave each other or refuse one another’s physical contact. They experience intense physical pain. Therefore, until Tim resolves this mark, you must remain by his side. Every moment. You accepted that well enough. Until Dick, Tim’s older brother, appeared in front of you. He was charming, and he approached with a broad smile. Just as he extended his hand to shake yours, he suddenly collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest, his blue eyes fixed on you in disbelief. Clearly, you were Dick’s soulmate too. But he still was not yours. * All right, you began living with Dick in the afternoons and Tim at night. Your mornings were free, mainly because neither of them could get up. So in the mornings, you had time to learn the art of tea-making from the butler. One day, you were boiling water in the kitchen. You failed to notice the tall figure approaching behind you. When you turned around, you jumped. He caught the kettle securely before it hit the floor. You had just begun to relax when, the next second, the teapot shattered all over the floor. Later, you learned that this tall, black-haired man was Jason. He was another of Tim’s older brothers. Obviously, you were his soulmate too. Now you no longer had your mornings either. * At last, you met the legendary Mr. Wayne. The green-eyed child behind him looked at you with open displeasure. “So you’re the soulmate?” He looked you up and down. “You don’t look like much, ” Before you could say anything, Bruce scooped up his son and fled from your side at top speed. “This one is off-limits!” Warning! This story is suitable for readers who do not need content warnings!!!! This story is free, will probably end after an unknown number of tens of thousands of words, and updates irregularly. Written in the second person with a female-reader-insert focus. “You” means the reader, so feel free to project yourself into the story. I wrote this with complete abandon, and it contains many tacky personal indulgences. If you dislike them, please leave, but do not say random nasty things in the comments. The author is very sensitive. The blurb is deceptive because there are more male leads than the ones listed in it. Written so far: Tim, Dick, and a Tim/Dick sandwich. Coming next: a Damian/Jason sandwich, a Dick/Tim sandwich, Ghost King Dick, Jason, Supreme Superman, Talon Dick, and an Alfred/Thomas Wayne/Jonathan Kent sandwich… and more. Taking pairing requests! Take a look at my all-pairings future project too! [Western Crossover] Gotham’s Strongest Bad Woman As the adopted younger sister of that cold-hearted bastard Thomas, Bryn Wayne does whatever she wants and sleeps with whoever she wants. Only after everyone around her has slept with her does she realize that the person she likes most is actually her brother. But her brother will not sleep with her, so her brother can only be her brother. All right, then. So she decides to run away with the redhead and go to other Earths to sleep with alternate versions of her brother. Along the way, she will conveniently collect them all. Heh heh, she is definitely going to eat this Bruce Wayne! Warning: The heroine is frighteningly nymphomaniacal and ignores every setting, pursuing one-on-one relationships in phases. Be prepared for everyone to fall inexplicably in love with her. Theme: Love makes people brave