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hollyharper · 2 years

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Accidental Mates- Damian x Batgirl Reader- Omegaverse- Part 1-

Heads up- this will get pretty spicy in later parts. I’m sure the tittle is a clue why.

You look up at your pack alpha, your small body shaking.

“You useless omega pup!” He screameds. “I should have slit your throat the moment you were born, you pehtetic creature!”

You crawl back. Your hands claw desperately at the concrete floor. Why had your mother let him take you? Why? Why? Why?

A small click slinences your terrified mewls. He lifts the pistol. You scramble back.

“Stop moving!” He barks. “Don’t make me waste more bullets then nessasry.”

You howl.

“Drop your gun.” A strong voice demands.

The alpha only cackles. “Why would I listen to an omega.”

A loud bang scares you. You jump back, curling in on yourself. A thud echos the gunshot. You peek between your fingers. Your pack alpha falls to the ground, red liquid pools around his head.

“Are you hurt?”

You yelp, and scramble away. The omega drops to her knees. Her brunette hair falls over her black clad shoulders. She smiles kindly at you, hand extended to you.

“Come.” She calls softly.

Her scent reaches you. You sniff the air. She doesn’t seem dangerous.

“Come here.” Her green eyes coax you close. “I won’t harm you little one.”

You crawl to her. The near you get, the more soothing her scent becomes. Gently, she guides you into her arms. You mewl, still trembling.

“You’re a beautiful pup, aren’t you?” She combs a hand through your hair. “I‘lol take somewhere where no one will hurt you.”

She shifted, gathering her weight. You cling to her. ‘Don’t leave’ you want scream.

“I’m not leaving you, little one.” She picks you up easily.

She didn’t leave. Talia was far better of a mother than you pack omega had been. She cared for you and loved you as her own. The omega always welcomed you into your arms, no matter how inconvenient the time was. She trained you to fight. She didn’t push you in anyway, but gently raised and trained you. The six years you spent with her were the best of your life. At ten, your pack alpha tired of you and tried to kill you. At sixteen, something changed. You never knew why, but you were shipped off to Gotham City to live with Bruce, her ex husband.

Even after a year! You often find yourself longing for Talia’s comfort. Your older omega siblings try to offer you the same comfort, but it’s not the same. Even held ageinst another omega’s side, you miss Talia.

Stephanie strokes your hair softly. You adjust to your adopted sister’s touch. The sensation leaves you feeling more empty than you felt before you crawled into her arms. You pull away, holding back a sigh. She letsyou go, saying nothing. Of all the omega’s she understands your sadness the best.

Tim enters the room. “Ready to go, Babe?” He asks his omega.

Steph nods. She squeezes you one last time. “I’ll see you later, Y/n.”

You mange to nod.

“Call if you need anything.” She says with a soft smile.

“I will.” You lie.

Why would call? She can smother you in attention and affection, but you’ll still miss Talia. You’ll still crave your mother’s touch.

@ultraxavbo for the reader as Talia’s kid idea

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hana-no-seiiki · 2 months

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Interested in seeing Yun's A/B/O arc. I am very picky about my omegaverse content BUT. Idea: Alpha/Omega Batfam desperately wanting reader who is a beta, unbothered by their nonsense. They're gnawing on their enclosure as reader says, "The fuck is their problem???"

@sophiethewitch1 just to inflict more damage to your psyche 🩵

like it when you guys use my name so much huhu

YANDERE! A/B/O! BATFAM x BETA! READER

Beta Reader who is just unbothered and unwilling to care about the whole second gender hierarchy and just wants to get a normal job at Wayne Industries

But it’s literally impossible when they have Alpha! Dick as their childhood friend.

You should thank him really, he gave you a spot at your dream (totally) job. You should thank him for many things actually. You’re the only beta he ever told his hero identity to. He gave his whole heart and trust towards your irrelevant beta self. As such, you should be grateful that he asked you out right? Wrong.

Unfortunately, you were already in a relationship with Omega! Tim. Who you met after the death of your partner Beta! Jason. His omega tendencies and the fact that you were unable to fully take care of him as a mate saddened you, but sacrifices must be made for love right?

Omega! Tim who’s just so fucking obnoxious about bagging you. He leaves his scent all over your items. Warding off Alpha! Damian who had been crushing on you since forever.

Alpha! Damian who kept bullying you for being a Beta up until that fateful day Batman suddenly died(disappeared), and you were the only one that stepped up to comfort him. Sure, you didn’t know he was your tormentor (God was he thankful you couldn’t smell his arousal and pheromones going haywire when you hugged him) but you were the only person he felt safe being so vulnerable with. So un-alpha like with. You knew who Nightwing was right? You must know who he was and cared for him eitherway.

Beta! Jason who comes back with a vengeance. Cursing Joker for separating you two. Who hated you for being a beta even though he was one himself, but learnt to love you and eventually his second gender. Whose first coherent thought was to return to his mate, but is heartbroken upon the sight of his replacement.

Alpha! Batman who lurks within the shadows. He knows of his children’s obsessions, he knows you’re the final piece needed for his gamble to succeed.

You who’s unknowingly walking into the jaws of the most unhinged men on Gotham.

….

… Captured! Beta Reader who wakes up to the leering eyes of the Dark Knight. Scalpel in hand.

“It’s time to fix you.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagine #yandere fic #yandere core #yandere batfam #batfam #batfam x reader #yandere batfam x reader #damian wayne x reader #tim drake x reader #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #bruce wayne x reader #dc x reader #abo #omegaverse

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randomer4567 · 4 months

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Run (Alpha Damian x Omega Reader)

Summary: You ran away from your alpha, years later he and his family tracked you down.

You despised the galas that Bruce would incessantly throw, primarily because of the other Omegas in attendance. They were nothing more than spoiled brats from wealthy backgrounds. In contrast, you hailed from a low-class family and had to fight tooth and nail to rise to the top. Eventually, you managed to secure a job at Wayne Industries, where you crossed paths with Damian Wayne. What intrigued you about him was his scent, a rarity since you rarely found yourself drawn to the scents of other Alphas, save for your dam and your older sister, who was also an Alpha.

Damian stood apart from the rest, as he seemed disinterested in the typical Alpha behavior of seeking out a harem of omegas.

You didn't actively pursue him, but to your surprise, he took the initiative and asked you out on a date. Initially, you almost canceled because you lacked a suitable fancy dress. However, Damian came through and sent you a dress and heels to wear. The two of you hit it off, leading to him asking you out again. This time, you had a wonderful time together. Love blossomed between you, and soon enough, Damian's rut coincided with your heat.

You decided to spend this intimate time at your place since Damian preferred not to be around his brothers and father during his rut, fearing he might go feral. That's how the two of you officially became a couple. In the beginning, Damian was sweet, treating you with gentleness, care, and respect. He showered you with attention, making you feel special and safe. He seemed to have a deep understanding of you. However, over time, he grew distant, concealing your mating mark in public and distancing himself from you. Your inner omega blamed itself, leading you to make the difficult decision to leave.

You concocted a plan to convince Damian that you were unwell. Convincing Alfred proved to be challenging, so you simply informed him that you were going through a rough week and desired some solitude. With Alfred being an omega himself, he understood your need for privacy and even aided in making it appear as though you were coming down with a cold. And now, you found yourself packing your belongings into a bag, including essential clothing, toiletries, scent blockers, enough food for several days, your cellphone, and laptop for communication with work (having transitioned to freelancing), a small first-aid kit for minor injuries, and a few books for entertainment during your journey. You had meticulously planned everything and were ready to go.

"Omega," Damian's voice called out, causing you to freeze. You mentally cursed yourself, and he approached, peering into your bag. "Are we going somewhere?" he asked, though the look on your face made him rephrase his question. "You're going somewhere," he stated, this time without a hint of uncertainty. You desperately searched for a way to lie or at least avoid getting into trouble.

"Something came up with my sister," you replied, avoiding his gaze, although his mesmerizing green eyes captivated you. Damian raised an eyebrow and remarked, "And you faked being sick just to visit your sister?" Your heart raced as you tried to think of a response. You knew you had to come up with something soon. Taking a deep breath, you attempted to explain.

"Yes, I needed to see her. She hasn't been doing well lately," you quickly added, "I just wanted to make sure she was alright." Damian regarded you with a suspicious expression, and you could tell he wasn't entirely convinced.

He nodded slowly and said, "Alright." Damian walked away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Sighing, you glanced out the window, feeling a sense of relief. You knew Damian would keep an eye on you. You slung your bag over your shoulder, opened the window, and cursed silently. Why did Damian have to choose a bedroom on the third floor? Fortunately, the presence of vines provided a stroke of luck. You grabbed onto them and climbed down.You fled the Wayne property, having purchased a one-way ticket to Gotham months before, before you had met Damian.

You applied scent blockers before boarding the plane. Your laptop was turned off, and your phone was set to airplane mode.Years passed, and you built a new life for yourself. Adopting an alias in your freelancing work, you altered your appearance slightly. While you didn't have a new mate, you lived with your beta cousin, who willingly helped conceal your omega scent. Despite occasional bouts of loneliness, you found contentment in your new existence. That is, until the day you unexpectedly encountered someone you never thought you would see again—Tim Drake.

You pretended not to notice him, grateful for the scarf you had borrowed from your cousin. By a strange twist of fate, you ended up in the same grocery line. Tim attempted to engage in small talk, questioning how you had been, why you left without a word, and urging you to call Damian as he had been searching for you. Feeling a surge of anxiety, you swiftly made your escape, driving a few blocks away before abandoning the car to avoid any potential tracking. With groceries in hand, you approached your cousin's home, only to be confronted by a startling sight—Red Hood and Damian holding your cousin at gunpoint.

To be continued...

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mistress-of-vos · 4 days

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Jason, Damian and Jean-Paul dressed up as Batman running into each other on their way to Tim's room in the middle of the night:

(Context/fic idea:

Tim, needy omega, decided to call his three current alpha crushes and invite them to his room. He sent a picture where he's wearing a naughty Robin costume and joked about needing a Batman.

Tim didn't expect any of them to show up. He opens the door to three big, offended and rough alphas who look at him as if they were going to devour Tim.

The result is way better than sleeping.)

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alessabriel · 1 year

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〚 I'm stressed 〛- Damian Wayne Alpha x Male Reader Omega

Summary: I'm stressed out, I gotta nest and cuddle. Please eat over?

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As time went by in his life he was improving considerably, he still had many aspects in which he had to correct some things about himself to be the best version of himself for his beloved. Damian had gone through a lot in his life, and all this contributed to what he was today or still trying to be, and he could boast that all the way he had not been alone, when even he did not understand himself there was [Name] to help and guide him, before he would be ashamed of how many times he cried on his shoulder when he could not meet all the expectations of his family and what everyone expected of him, of everything that his mother did to him throughout his years to hurt him and make him stronger and even the neglect of his father.

He went through hell and back, his beloved would say in a sorrowful voice.

But, in retrospect now being an adult and having a separate life away from his family (far away), he had done well. He was frankly proud of himself. He honestly could not imagine a better life where his charming life partner and beloved was not around.

He didn't know for sure why on the day he was so reflective, all day at Wayne Enterprices he could feel the dubious look on his brother Tim's face which he decided to ignore and went through with it all until he freed up a whole week for his enjoyment at his side. Perhaps it was the prospect of spending a whole week with his partner that made him reflective about all they had spent together. He stopped rambling and finally got out of his car noticing that he was a good ten minutes lost in his mind and descended from it in the direction of his apartment, crossing the long subway parking lot gave him a cold breeze that relaxed him a little and the reflective surface elevator returned the image of himself tired, he could not wait to get there and take off his suit. With a silence he reached his apartment and went out to the corridor, impatience made him undo the nice and fair knot in his tie, until now he didn't know how his beloved could tie the knot without suffocating him in the attempt when he always ended up suffocating himself.

Once inside your apartment you closed the doors tightly and left the shoes in the entrance hallway next to the unmistakable pair of black boots that you loved and that were apparently a vital part of your closet, moving into the living room you left your suit jacket and briefcase before a spicy, acidic scent hit your nose full on, it was a stressed and annoying version of your partner's normal scent.

"[Name] I'm home already!" he said loud enough for her to hear him even where he was.

Like a bolt of lightning [Name] appeared and impacted against his mate, clinging with both arms to Damian's torso.

"Welcome" was the careful, muffled whisper that emerged from the lower one.

Damian somewhat quizzically returned her embrace before kissing the top of her head, he could still feel the cool wetness of her tresses against his lips, noticing that she only had on one of her t-shirts more specifically the one she had taken off earlier that morning that still smelled of him.

"Heavy day?" questioned Damian taking steps backwards in the direction of the living room couch taking it with him.

"I hate my family" was the exhausted mutter that came from the omega along with a scent so sour it stung.

"I hate your family too" was the comment the Alpha let out settling into the couch with you on top of him hugging him. Damian maneuvered until they were lying on the couch and [Name] on top of him, leaving him room to hide in his neck "What happened this time beloved?"

With a heavy, loaded sigh [Name] proceeded to recount everything he experienced that day at his job. With each word she became more overwhelmed and Damian accordingly kissed his partner's forehead or temple, urging him calm and quiet to continue telling.

"The woman who gave birth to me went to my work" began the omega doing his best not to cry from anger "I don't know what she was going to do, she didn't call me or anything, she just showed up. And my secretary did the impossible to keep him out and security did the same but he played the 'I'm the mother of...' card until he made his way to my office, my office, my office, my love" hissed the omega indignantly before inhaling deeply the scent of his alpha "Saying I don't know what so many things about his eldest daughter that if she was pregnant and things like that, that it would make a good omega not to be working in an area exclusively for alphas like me".

"The audacity" hissed Damien unable to contain it.

[Name] hummed in agreement and seeking more comfort she snuggled better on top of Damian, until she found the right position and was almost melting from her partner's constant caresses, she felt like jelly on her long fingertips.

"Your whole visit was just telling me only things about your my older sister and how with her if you raise a good omega, as if no one knows that your older daughter is a heartless bitch that the consequences of her actions still doesn't reach" he grumbled grumpy and stressed "Then she started telling me that I was already running out of time to give you children, that every alpha always wants children and to behave like a whole gold digger by marrying you. ...he started asking me very strange questions about my intimacy to give me advice to finally get pregnant, that's when I couldn't take it anymore, I didn't need to call security because they were already outside my office waiting, at the end he yelled at me that that job was what his oldest daughter deserved and not me".

As he finished with all the feeling at the surface [Name] hid better in his alpha's neck, inhaling his signature scent and soaking in the, it was such a nice comfort. Damian had to control himself not to let his emotions get the better of him, how he hated that woman so archaic and cruel, how dare she invade in such a way the workplace he worked so hard to carve out for his mate and wanting to command as if she was someone in the life of his adored love.

"I'm stressed alpha, we can go to our nest and cuddle...it doesn't have your scent anymore."

Damian issued no response but carried his mate without any trouble in the direction of the room meant exclusively for the nest his mate perfected when he was in a bad mood or stressed, on the short walk to it he was perfuming it and lavishing kisses on his beloved's angelic face and as if the sun was emerging after a heavy drizzle they began to giggle, to let out giggles at the butterfly kisses he was receiving.

"Your wish is my command to me beloved."

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suzukiblu · 7 months

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I haven’t seen your Cass (Cain) at all. I’d love to see her. I’d also LOVE to get to see some Chris and Lois (or more Kon and Lois)! Lois choosing to be a mother despite lacking most of the natural instincts, and having issues with her own parents, means so much to me!

I def have a few WIPs with parental!Lois ahead, mostly with Kon and Match, but since I don't think I've posted anything with Cass yet, have this scene.

Context: omega!Jason is high-key feral and compulsively nesting about it.

"What on earth are you doing in there, Todd?" Pup Brother asks, eyeing the crumpled blankets on the foyer floor. Quiet Sister is standing beside him and looks excited, leaning forward towards the doorway on her tiptoes. Jason didn't notice them coming, but he wasn't all that worried about listening for anyone either. Also, they're both very quiet when they move anyway.

"Nest," Jason says. He doesn't think he's being all that subtle here, but Pup Brother didn't get a traditional pack upbringing, he knows. At least, not the kind that allowed for nesting. That's not really how the League works.

Jason definitely never nested when he was with the League.

". . . nest?" Pup Brother asks, and looks just a little bit curious.

Does Pup Brother ever build nests, Jason wonders? He's an omega too. He should learn how, if he hasn't yet.

"Nest," he repeats firmly, then gestures beckoningly with a blanket that smells acceptably of packscent. Pup Brother frowns, looking confused.

Nest! Quiet Sister signs delightedly before giving Pup Brother an encouraging push into the living room. She doesn't come in herself, though. Which–Quiet Sister is an alpha, of course, so that makes sense. Jason just wasn't sure if she'd know the etiquette, all things considered.

"Er," Pup Brother says doubtfully, glancing between them. "Do you require . . . assistance, Todd?"

Jason dumps an armful of throw pillows on him, then starts demonstrating how to arrange them on the floor. Pup Brother frowns again, holding the unused pillows in his arms and observing the building process intently. Jason is pleased. Pup Brother should learn this. Pup Brother should learn this, so he's showing Pup Brother this. So he's being good! Very good. A good omega. Yes!

They're both being good.

So that's good.

Jason purrs some more. Quiet Sister flutters her hands happily, still waiting in the doorway. Jason wants to invite her in, but really needs to get the nest more established first.

He'll let her in the nest itself, he already knows. Once it's done, obviously. Quiet Sister probably hasn't really been in a nest before–Pup Brother is the only other omega in the pack, after all, and she doesn't have an omega mate or any omega friends, so when would she have?

. . . unless she's still courting that weird flirty omega from Little Brother's other pack, maybe? The sort-of-alien-sort-of-human one that makes cloud castles and almost drowned with her in a basement that one time or whatever. Whatever his name is.

Or . . . wait, was Little Brother the one courting him?

Hm.

Well, maybe they both were. Jason isn't really sure, come to think.

He'll ask later, he decides, and lays down some more throw pillows. Either way he's still inviting Quiet Sister into his nest once it's done. Quiet Sister deserves all the nests she can get.

Jason hopes she'll like his.

#jason todd #cass cain #damian wayne #batfamily #kiragecko #rinfic #omegaverse #not sfw #yes I remember when Kon and Cass almost died together and I still ship them for it #also the cloud castles #wip: jason goes home

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nerdpoe · 7 months

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Coffee, Honey, and sometimes Hazelnuts.

I wrote the beginnings of Omega verse while drunk and finished it fucking don't look at me.

Ao3

Tim may have let something slip when he was losing blood and about to go into surgery. Ra's may have taken him completely seriously and done what was requested. Tim...finds that he perhaps did not have a normal relationship with his body, and that he may have actually been Trans the entire time and just. Didn't think about it. Or, Tim demands a Secondary Gender Transition from Ra's. Ra's takes him seriously and does it while Tim's under for spleen removal (Nothing violating, just HRT and induced coma for the physical Transition). Tim wakes up an Omega instead of an Alpha and...actually is pretty okay with it.

Tim was…floaty. Woozy, even. The kind of feeling that usually meant a fantastic sleep was just around the corner.

But some inconsiderate fuck was jostling his arm.

Tim groaned and swatted at them.

“…Ah. You’re awake.”

“Oh, he’s awake? Come, Detective, open your eyes.”

Gross.

That sounded like Ra’s Al Ghul.

Time forced his eyes open just so he could glare at the man.

The asshole just looked amused.

“Fascinating. You’ve lost almost enough blood to kill you and yet, here you are. Awake.” Ra’s even sounded mildly impressed.

Tim did not want to impress Ra’s.

“Gooo f’ck yersef.”

Yes. There. That got the point across beautifully.

Ra’s, the jackass, just looked even more amused.

“I see. Well, we have to put you under to save your life, dear Detective, unless you would rather have a dip in the Pits. I would consider such an offer a…gift, if you would.”

Tim snorted, flapping his hand at Ra’s and inadvertently slapping a ninja nurse in the face.

Whoops.

“On’y gift I neeeeed is. Is. Heats.”

Ra’s raised an eyebrow.

“I denand the. The. I wanna bee uh ‘Mega.”

Ra’s raised his other eyebrow.

“…I see. Very well, Detective. I hope you enjoy this…little gesture of goodwill.”

“Fuhuuck yew very moch.”

“Indeed.”

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Tim woke up.

That was something he hadn’t really been expecting, but he was thrilled to do it nonetheless.

Less thrilling was where he was.

A bedroom draped in silks and finery, with the security risk of wide windows, an open door that led to an uncomfortably extravagant bathroom, and a weird smell. It was a good scent, to be sure, but when Tim sat up there was no one present but himself.

So…huh.

Tim sniffed the air.

The scent was definitely a person’s. Coffee and Honey, and a lingering afterscent of roasted hazelnuts.

It was pleasant.

It was also an Omega scent.

Which made Tim even more confused; Ra’s was an Alpha, and this definitely wasn’t Talia’s scent. Nor was it Pru’s. So who’s room was he in? And why did he feel so rested? He almost never felt like that.

Tim swung his legs over the edge of the bed, noting the lack of chains, and stood up to stretch.

He…felt good? He felt comfortable in his skin? He never felt comfortable in his skin. He braced himself for his own scent as he stretched, but instead was met with more of that strange Omega’s scent.

Wait.

Tim reached up and rubbed one of his own scent glands, giving himself a sniff.

Coffee. Honey. Lingering Roasted Hazelnuts.

Omega.

Which was a huge change, because the last time Tim had checked he was absolutely an Alpha with a, for some reason, repugnant scent. (Everyone swore to him it was all in his head, but he knew he reeked.)

Then he remembered the last thing he said to Ra’s.

Tim tensed, waiting to feel…something. Revulsion. Betrayal.

But there was nothing.

He just…felt like Tim; for the first time since he was an unpresented Pup.

Tim sat back down and wrinkled his nose, lifting the League shirt he was wearing to check on the stab wound he knew he’d had coming in.

It was healing nicely, and given the length of time for a transition, he’d been under for about a month.

He didn’t feel any abnormal aches or pains, so not only was it done correctly and in a controlled environment, but he hadn’t been raped. He knew the signs to look for and none were present.

He was absolutely going to go to a Crisis Center as soon as he could just to be sure, and Turkey was home to some of the best of the best, so he was confident that if he had been violated he would find everything he’d need resource wise no problem. But he felt like he had a bead on how Ra’s worked; that if Ra’s wanted to use him like that, he’d want Tim awake to…struggle. As disgusting as that was.

But he hadn’t.

Ra’s really had just…given Tim a free Transition to a different Secondary Gender.

Tim tried, he really did, to dredge up any resentment for the Transition.

He was angry that he was clearly being held by Ra’s. He was pissed that Ra’s would even consider that Tim would be so stupid as to think those windows weren’t lined with assassins just out of sight. He was annoyed at the lack of obvious trackers, as that meant there was probably a subdermal one. He was scared for Pru. He was worried about Tam.

But regarding changing Secondary Gender?

He only felt…relief.

“Wait, was I trans the entire time?”

Hated his own scent? Check; Bruce and Dick were always getting onto him about abusing scent blockers. Always felt like crawling out of his skin? Check; it usually manifested in burying himself in work. Avoided mirrors? Check; he just couldn’t, even though he knew that Secondary Genders didn’t really effect outward appearance like Primary Genders. Aversion to Rut sex? Check; Rut hadn’t given him any sex drive at all, it’d just increased his anxiety to the point where he was prescribed suppressants and anti-anxiety medication.

Tim rerouted his thinking, considering the same situations with his current Secondary Characteristics.

Scent? He actually rather enjoyed it; he definitely wouldn’t be wearing scent blockers unless he had to. Actually settled in his own skin? Yup, and he even felt…languid? Was that the word? It felt like the word.

He stood up and walked into the adjoined bathroom, took a deep breath, and looked into the mirror.

That…that certainly was a Tim. From toe to tip, that was a Tim.

And he didn’t feel any particular way about the reflection, aside from the thought that he should brush his hair and teeth. There was no uncomfortable part of his brain that had him squirming, he didn’t feel the instinctive need to find any excuse not to look in the mirror.

It was just Tim.

He felt his shoulders relax.

He couldn’t know how different his Heats would be from how is Ruts had been, but given that during a Transition a Heat or Rut was inevitable while the Transitionee was under, and the fact that he actually felt well rested?

He was going to assume that his Heats were far better and easier on his body than his Ruts had been, but he couldn’t know for sure until he’d experienced a Heat.

…He wasn’t dreading it, though. Not the way the thought of future Ruts would fill him with a slow, stacking anxiety.

So.

Tim was trans.

Tim…Tim was a detective, though? How had he not noticed that sooner? Looking back on it it was super obvious but like. He hadn’t noticed?

Did everyone feel this settled in their own skin?!

Was this how people normally felt?! No wonder everyone gave him strange looks! He’d thought all of that was normal!

The door opened, distracting Tim from his thoughts. Which was good, because he’d been about to go off on a mental tangent about being an idiot.

The assassin that had come in only spared him a glance as the guy set down a tray of food.

“So…is Pru okay?” Tim ventured, slowly stepping out of the bathroom.

The assassin snorted.

“She is well enough to undergo further training, to ensure mistakes like that do not happen again. Orientation will begin after you’ve eaten, then the Demon Head would speak with you.”

Tim blinked.

“Wait, you’d actually let me have Orientation?”

The assassin sniffed, clearly offended even as he straightened up and turned towards the door.

“We are not savages. Honestly, Americans.” The man muttered as he left.

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“-And so, in conclusion, while a Heat does make you more inclined to intercourse and does heighten the experience, it does not strip you of your autonomy. Should you feel that such is happening, it is advised to seek medical attention immediately; that is abnormal, and you have either been drugged or need medical intervention due to an extreme hormonal imbalance.”

Tim nodded along politely. He’d already known, but Orientation was important when Transitioning.

“For now, we shall practice performing a Rebuke. Do as you would with a Command, and your new physiology should handle the rest. Like so; Copy me.”

Tim twitched against the command, and fought against his innate need to fight it.

“..Copy me?”

“Very good.” The Omega Consultant in front of him nodded and wrote something in his tablet. Tim tried his best not to fidget. “Next is what to expect during a pregnancy, should you choose to pursue that.”

‘I wanted this, I wanted this, I wanted this-‘ Tim chanted to himself as he got Sex Ed version 2.0.

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Dick was definitely not barely staving off a mental breakdown on his couch.

He totally hadn’t waited until Damian was asleep to bury himself in blankets and stare blankly at a dead TV.

Dick was fine. Dick was okay. Dick had to be okay, because if he wasn’t then he couldn’t be there for Damian and he couldn’t be ready for when Tim got back.

He’d told his little brother he trusted him, and he meant it, but that trust didn’t stop Dick from missing his pack’s shortest Alpha.

On the coffee table, his phone lit up and started vibrating.

A bright, cheery tone reserved for Tim, derived from the song he hated the most, rang out into the living room.

Dick almost faceplanted into the coffee table for how quickly he lunged for the tiny glowing screen, but he managed to save himself and fumble the phone to his ear.

“Tim! Hey! How’s it going? Are you okay? Do you need reinforcement?”

But instead of Tim’s voice, a deep, hoarse chuckle made it through the speaker.

Dick knew that voice.

Ra’s.

“Where’s Tim?” Dick breathed, tense and still.

“The young Detective isn’t really meant to be an Alpha, I feel,” the old assassin said instead of answering Dick, “I merely wanted to inform you of a delay in his return, should he choose to return at all. He needs time to…adjust. To his new body.”

Dick couldn’t feel his toes, and only barely managed to keep a grasp on the phone.

He opened his mouth to threaten Ra’s, probably demand to know where Tim was again, but all that came out was one of the loudest, most feral Growls he’d ever let loose.

“How is it? Being the only Alpha of your Pack now, with your Leader gone? You are watching after my grandson, after all; I simply need to ensure he will be raised in a stable environment.” Ra’s voice was full of false pity, and Dick could no longer see anything in front of him clearly.

“Do not fucking touch him!” Dick finally Commanded, guttural and loud and definitely waking Damian up.

“Oh, it’s a bit too late for that, I fear; who else would I trust to handle his Transition? Do tell my grandson I wish him well.” With that, the line went dead.

Dick was left standing in the living room, on the verge of hyperventilating, tense and shaking and furious.

“…Richard?” Damian’s voice asked, and Dick heard the Beta Pup quietly approaching him from his left.

Dick dropped the phone and dragged Damian to him, burying his nose in the Pup’s hair. He was distantly aware of the Beta letting out a hesitant, quiet purr in an effort to calm him, but he couldn’t vocalize his gratitude for the action.

They stayed like that, Dick caging Damian in with his arms and Damian letting him, for about fifteen minutes.

Then Dick shakily raised his head and reached for his phone.

He couldn’t leave Gotham; Tim would never forgive him if Batman left Gotham undefended in such a tumultuous time.

But he knew an Omega who could, would, and would take great pleasure in putting Ra’s down.

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Jason rolled over and answered the phone.

He hadn’t been sleeping anyways, so fuck it.

He held the phone to his ear.

He listened.

Green flooded the room, the source being his eyes, as he sat up.

“Ra’s did fucking what?”

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Tim walked into the meeting room just as Ra’s ended a call with someone.

Using Tim’s phone.

Goddammit, he’d done something to make Tim’s life harder.

The Alpha handed Tim’s phone to a random assassin with a bored-“Destroy this.”

Tim kept his face clear of any emotion. He had the stupid thing cloned anyways, he’d just go find the backup once he was done with whatever Ra’s wanted.

Turned out, Ra’s had gone ahead and grabbed Tam.

Tim could only get Tam back if he took out the Council of Spiders.

Tim did his posturing, as did Ra’s, and the dance was a relatively new one but felt like they’d done it time and time again.

As Tim was being escorted out, though, he couldn’t help but ask.

“Why help me with…with the other thing? If you think you can cash it in later, let me tell you-“

“Why would I deny you an operation I myself had to have to be better?” Ra’s interrupted, genuine curiosity on his face. “I expect you to handle the Council of Spiders, young Detective; you would not be fighting at your best if you did not fit into your own skin.”

Tim was verbally punched into silence.

Huh.

The assassins led him into a different section, into a room that had his Red Robin suit repaired and ready for him.

…Huh.

Tim still intended to cripple Ra’s organization, and it felt gross to have something in common with the Alpha, but the new Omega decided that he could handle the trade of having something in common if it meant finally feeling like himself.

He seriously was going to fuck Ra’s over, though.

He just had to call basically everyone on his phone’s contact list first to do damage control for…whatever the creep had done.

Fucking Ra’s.

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sansypansy · 6 months

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"He'll always choose me over you."

Dick was prepared for the right hook Bruce delivered. He wasn't, however, prepared for the sheer force put into the punch.

"Shit, Bruce." He spat out the metallic taste on his tongue. "I thought you said this was just a spar."

"It is a spar."

"Then why does it feel like you're just using me as a punching bag?"

The two alphas circled each other slowly on the mat. Dick had lost track of how much time had passed since they'd begun. All he knew was the way Bruce was acting made Dick's hackles rise and triggered his furious instincts.

"You're overthinking it," Bruce countered. "You're just a bit out of shape. Try harder."

He lunged with another punch ready, but this time Dick blocked him and locked them in position to snarl in Bruce's face.

"You forget I'm a master at dealing with your bullshit."

Dick slammed his knee into Bruce's gut then delivered a hit to the chest with his elbow. He finished off with a backflip kick and landed gracefully a good distance away from the older alpha.

"This about Damian asking me to share his heats, isn't it?"

Bruce growled. Jackpot.

Dick huffed ironically, lips forming a condescending smirk.

"God, you're such a manchild. It's not my fault I treated him so good the first time. Sounds like a skill issue."

It was a taunt. Dick knew why Damian came to him - they had a special emotional bond. Dami trusted him.

And one day, Dick hoped it would become more.

Bruce didn't have that with Damian, and Dick knew the man was jealous. He was Damian's Batman first, and Bruce couldn't take that away from them.

He wouldn't let him.

Dick was ready to block the right hook this time.

"He's my Pack Omega," Bruce grunted in his Batman voice. "You're attempting to take a position that should not be yours."

"Yeah well that doesn't make you his alpha either!" Dick growled, flashing his fangs. "The Pack Omega made his choice and not even you can contest it."

The spar turned into a full blown fight as Bruce grew more aggressive with his punches and Dick pulled all the stops to taunt and push back as much as possible. This was personal, now.

"Even if you win, it still won't change anything," Dick spat. "Damian will always choose me, not you."

"If I win, you will stop playing mates with my omega."

"He's not yours! He's mine!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!"

Both alphas froze mid-fight as their heads snapped toward the direction of the shout. Damian stood on the cave's railing, scent reeking of fury and indignation.

"Both of you should be ashamed of yourselves." He scoffed. "I am not a prize for you to act like immature children who do not want to share their toys! I am a person with my own feelings, you foolish alphas!"

"Dami, that's not--" Dick fumbled, but was promptly cut off.

"Save it, Grayson. I had expected better from you, especially when I chose you to help me through my heats. But it seems to me that my judgement was poorly placed."

Damian glared at the Pack Alpha with the same intensity.

"Neither of you are stepping foot in my nest this cycle."

Bruce and Dick exploded in protests, but Damian merely dismissed them with a growl.

"I have other alphas to give that privilege. I'm sure Drake or Todd wouldn't be too opposed. They've been sniffing after me for a while now."

He turned on his heels, tossing them a cold glance.

"I hope this will be an enlightening moment for you both."

With that, the Pack Omega strutted away, leaving behind two sulking and fuming alphas.

But the lesson wasn't learned, because they would blame each other for this terrible outcome for many days.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Mentions of - Character, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Nesting, Scenting, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Omega Jason Todd, Alpha Dick Grayson, Omega Cassandra Cain, Alpha Stephanie Brown, Omegaverse Pup Damian Wayne, Omegaverse Pup Tim Drake, Good Sibling Cassandra Cain, Sleepy Cuddles, Pack Cuddles Summary:

23rd of April: Nesting self-care Jason has had the shittiest week imaginable. Not only was there an Arkham breakout, he also argued with Bruce, and at some point in this mess he got a concussion! All he wants is to plop down in his fluffy nest but his stupid siblings keep bothering him.

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omegaversebookshelf · 6 months

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BatFamily: Omegaverse Edition

I have been recently re-hit by my enduring, overwhelming love for these anxious, extremely competent, disaster humans. So I'm making this post to cope with the Feelings.

This is just going to be a breakdown of the gender designations I usually give each member of the family, and why, the short version, because there's a lot of them. (Does include some more peripheral members, the only requirement to be included here is to be part of the core cast really)

I might do more in-depth posts for them on an individual basis at some point in the future.

Also this post is p much ship-neutral, with some acknowledgements of canonical relationships.

In age order...

Talia: (Becuase she is actually the oldest rip) Talia is an omega. Her relationship with Ra's in the comics is in a large part defined by his despair that she would be the perfect heir "were she not a woman" (pause for eyeroll) (Ra's is an alpha, of course. He doesn't get a full section because fuck him) This is just that scaled up. She also took control of multiple criminal organizations partly by weaponizing her femininity (but mostly by killing people and we love that for her). This also adds some layers of complication to her relationship with Damian. And also the rest of the Bats and Birds but Damian is the one she cares about.

(Also like, on a more serious note, the absolute character assassination she has undergone during her run time is horrific in a way that is very much centered around her identity as a woman, and specifically a woman of color, and I cannot in good conscience ignore that. Fuck Grant Morrison. All my homies hate Grant Morrison)

Alfred: Alfred is an alpha. Yes, I know most fics have him as a beta but I firmly believe alpha fits more with both his backstory (military and theater) and character (very protective and willing to get lethal with it.) He's a very low-key alpha, who, as the Wayne family butler, most people assume to be a beta, but his is very much an alpha.

Bruce: I write Bruce as a beta. Brucie Wayne is the epitome of non-threatening himbo and being a neutral beta helps with being not taken seriously as a danger. It also adds a wider layer of disguise for Batman, since the general consensus is that Batman has to be an alpha. (Also lets me have the trinity be "one each"* and that makes me happy. They’ll get their own post together soon)

Beta Bruce also means he gets to be consistently flummoxed by his children’s situations. He is more comfortable with alpha things, since both Alfred and his parents are/were alphas so they’re more familiar to him.

Selina: An omega. (As you can tell, Bruce may or may not have a bit of a weakness for omega women who don't take anybody's shit XD) Selina is an archetypal femme fatal (though also so much more) couldn't have her be anything else. This also adds to her reputation in Crime Alley, both in the sense of building herself into a serious faction and in her reputation as a safe space for strays.

Barbara: An alpha. More independent than the rest of her generation, only a Bat on her own terms and has never worked for Batman, only with him. As Oracle, who most people never meet in person, she is fairly genderless, though very much fem-presenting, but that counts a bit less in an omegaverse context.

Dick: Dick Grayson is an omega, the tendency towards being flattened into "sexy golden retriever and support of the family" and ignoring of the very real complexity in his character and storylines? he couldn't be anything else. (No, I'm not salty, don't @ me) Robin is genderless/gender neutral, Nightwing is an omega. (Titans era Dick Grayson did not give a flying fuck, as appropriate for a run about teenagers figuring out who they are in the world.)

Cass: I usually write Cass as either a beta or an omega. Part of her character is how she is deceptively non-threatening at first glance while being able to absolutely wipe the floor with the majority of her opponents. I usually lean beta for her, because I think it adds to her bond with Bruce. She has very firm connections with Babs, because of her support and care, so giving her that kind of mirror to Bruce helps balance out that relationship. It also allows for the continuation of Beta Batman in the Future. (Because Cass absolutely should be the next Batman I have been saying this for a decade and I stand by it)

Jason: Jason is an alpha. There is just something about the particular flavor of non-toxic masculinity that comes with Jason’s character that I think lends itself to this very well. Also something something expectations of violence and choices.

Stephanie: Steph is an omega. When I was first figuring these out (back in like, 2016-ish) I went back and forth between beta and omega for her before ultimately coming down in favor of omega. On the shallow side, it allows for the three main batgirls to hit each gender option. On the character history side I think it fits her teen pregnancy storyline she had. And it just fits her particular story imo. She fought literally everyone to be a vigilante. Everyone in her life has told her no at some point.

Tim: Works well with any gender, I usually opt for beta!Tim just because I think it lends itself well to his general perception as Bruce’s mini-me (despite how far from the truth that is in some significant ways). Usually if I’m not writing him beta I’m writing him alpha.

Duke: Duke I lean towards alpha both because it helps balance the family out (the perils of being the newcomer) and also I have a fondness for “chill but also absolutely unhinged” characters as alphas. Also, in a similar way to Jason, his gender means people tend to assume/underestimate how much his intelligence is involved in what he does (intersectionality also hits hard here let’s be real). I just really like the idea of Jason and Duke sending like, crossword puzzles back and forth to each other as a weird form of bonding okay.

Damian: Imma be honest Damian is who I go back and forth on the most. Any option gives a good story for his character, they’re just all different ones. Baby Damian would consider being an omega something to be ashamed of, being an alpha proof of his superiority, and being a beta merely acceptable (and maybe a way to relate to his father). As he grows into the person he is now, it would be either accepting his own worth, or accepting the worth of others, and figuring out how his gender identity and the social roles that come with it play into who he is as a hero and as a person.

I adore Damian so much. When I first was getting into comics he and Dick were just wrapping up their stint as Batman and Robin and they hold a special place in my heart.

Genetically, all three options are possible for him, his mother is an omega, his father a beta, and at least three out of four grandparents are alphas.

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hollyharper · 2 years

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Accidental Mates- Damian Wayne x Batgirl!Reader- Part 10- Final-

You take a deep breath and close your eyes. It’s okay. This isn’t as big as you’re making it. It’s just words. Just words. You exhale. Words and over a thousand people watching you.

You grip the fabric again. You can do this. Panic creeps in. You can’t. All you want to do is run and hide. Anywhere but here. Someone knocks on the door. You jump with a yelp. Are your nerves really this high?

“Y/n.” Damien says, slipping through the doorway. “You’re not dressed yet.” It sounds more like a question, as he motions to the white gown hanging next to you. A gown his family probably spent a fortune on.

You only shrug. Damian crosses to you, slipping both arms around you and pressing a kiss to your makeup caked face.

“You’re going to be just fine.” He assures.

Fine. Not good, or happy, just fine.

You nod your head as if you believe him. Damian presses his face into the side of your neck and sighs. He has seemed pretty excited the last few weeks. The last thing you want to do is ruin today for him.

“You’re right.” You lie. “I’ll be fine.”

You must be a terrible liar, because he quickly turns you to face him and presses a hungry kiss to your lips.

“I love you, whether or not you’re better with weapons than people, or would rather die than face a crowd. Got it?”

You can’t not smile. “Yeah. I got it.”

“Good.” He wirls you back around and grabs a brush off the vanity.

You smile and lean into his touch as he brushes your hair. He gently coaxes most of it into a high ponytail. You roll your eyes as he starts braiding the left over strand. Of course he’s doing a league style hairdo. He quickly wraps the braid around the ponytail base and pins it in place. His face contorts as he studies you in the mirror. Damian pulls a few stands free, and adjusts them, to frame your face. It’s just enough to soften the look. You sit frozen, hands finally still as Damian curls your hair.

“That’s better, Beloved.”

You force a nod. He rubs your shoulders. They immediately melt into his touch.

“You’re going to be great.” He promises.

“There are so many people.” You whisper.

His face sobers. “You don’t have to talk to anyone. Today is about us, not them.”

You give another melancholy nod. His scent fills the room. You breathe in deep, recognizing his attempt to sooth you.

“You’re right.”

“Of course I am, Beautiful.”

He presses a few more soft kisses to you, before pulling away.

“Now go get dressed, Y/n.”

You shot him a playful grin. “You better scram. It is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”

He rolls his eyes, but heads for the door anyway.

“Damian?” You ask, causing him to pause. “I couldn’t ask for a better husband, or alpha.”

He blushes, than scoffs to cover it.

“I don’t deserve you.” He finally says.

You send a flirtatious smirk. “No, you don’t.

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