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that something lovers call fate by rainbow_nerds for allbloomgold
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
13 May 2026
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Clark was in love. Deeply, pathetically, in love with someone whose name he didn't even know. But what was a name, really? What was a face, even, when he knew everything else there was to know about him?
When he had held Batman in his arms, felt his blood soak through his clothes to his skin, brought him back from the brink of death?
He was alive, and Clark couldn't stop thinking about him.
Clark loved him.
And he needed to move on. Find someone new, just to flirt with. Shake Batman loose from his mind.
Where better than a charity Gala he didn't want to work to find someone who might fit the bill?
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26 May 2026
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Farleigh prides himself on being able to predict apocalyptic level catastrophes when it comes to other people’s personal lives. What’s happening between Oliver and Felix has the potential to end like an Armageddon movie, where the asteroid rocketing to Earth actually successfully incinerates them all. Flatmates AU
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Alternate title: NERDY TWUNK GETS WRECKED BY UNBEARABLY HORNY BEST FRIEND
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Felix leans against one of the tables that isn’t stained with suspicious liquid and tilts his head back. He’s starting to feel a little bit woozy. Maybe it’s from the sudden rush of adrenaline, or maybe it’s whatever those fumes are that are really starting to go to his head. He’s pretty sure he was taught not to inhale any fumes in his science class, but something that smells this nice can’t possibly be bad for him, right?
Right??
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03 Jan 2026
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His heavy breaths sounded so loud in the tub to his own ears as drank Felix down, as he supped on his holy wine, moaning, coating his hot face in the remaining drops.
“Ollie?” he heard from the door.
Oliver froze, bent in worship in the tub, damp and hard and wanting. How long had Felix been there? What had he seen? What had he heard?
or what if Felix caught Oliver drinking the bath water
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09 Nov 2025
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“Hiya,” the bloke said, leaning down to yell into Oliver’s ear.
“Hey,” Oliver shouted back, trying to be heard over the music.
“What ‘cha drinking?” the guy asked, voice a rich baritone.
“Anything strong will do,” Oliver replied with an insincere smile. The surface resemblances to Felix were striking, from the height to the way this guy carried himself. But the hair was the wrong shade, his mouth too crooked, eyes too big, shoulders not broad enough, clothes too cheap. He looked like he had to try, put effort into his effortless style, the way he coiffed his hair, the way he was leaning casually into Oliver’s space, even the attempt at a charming twinkle in his eye. But Oliver had lost his rights to touch the original, the masterpiece, the true source of all that was beautiful and important, so the knock-off, this forgery that had so quickly found him would have to do.
or after Oliver saves Felix from an overdose in the maze he finally allows himself to cut loose one night at Oxford with unexpected results
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09 Nov 2025