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I lowkey couldnโt tell you, itโs the part I struggle with the most.. so I always end it on a corny little โand that was enoughโ type thing, or a closing sentence from a character like โIโm glad I found youโ blah blah..
You, for some reason, decide to make a bet with your physical touch obsessed boyfriend, Jason Todd. Letโs see who lasts the longest! CW : smut, protected, oral, flirty
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The bet started as a joke.
You and Jason were sprawled on the couch after dinner, his arm slung lazily around your shoulders. A random comment about how touchy heโd been lately turned into a challenge.
โBet you couldnโt last a full day without touching me,โ you teased, poking his chest.
Jason raised an eyebrow, that cocky smirk appearing. โBaby, I survived death. I can survive not touching you for twenty-four hours.โ
You grinned. โLoser cooks dinner for a week.โ
โDeal.โ
The day was torture.
Jason was a man of his word. He kept his hands to himself โ no brushing past you in the kitchen, no pulling you into his lap when you walked by, no sleepy kisses when he woke up. But he compensated with everything else.
Heโd walk past you shirtless after his shower, towel slung low on his hips, water still dripping down the defined lines of his torso. Heโd โaccidentallyโ stretch in front of you, arms above his head, shirt riding up to show the trail of hair leading down.
You lasted until noon.
Then you cracked.
You cornered him in the kitchen while he was making coffee, pressing yourself against his back, hands sliding around his waist.
โNot fair,โ you whispered, lips brushing his ear. โYouโre cheating.โ
He chuckled, low and rough, but didnโt touch you back. โRules are rules, princess. No touching. Youโre the one breaking them.โ
You huffed and pulled away, cheeks burning.
The rest of the day was a slow burn of tension.
Heโd catch your eye across the room and smirk, knowing exactly what he was doing. Youโd โaccidentallyโ bend over in front of him while picking something up, watching his jaw clench. The air between you grew thicker with every passing hour.
By 10pm, you were both on the couch, pretending to watch a movie. The space between you felt electric.
Jason broke first.
He turned to you, eyes dark. โFuck the bet.โ
You barely had time to react before he had you pinned beneath him on the couch, mouth crashing into yours. The kiss was desperate, weeks of restraint exploding all at once. His hands were everywhere โ sliding under your shirt, gripping your waist, pulling you closer like he couldnโt get enough.
โBeen dying to touch you all day,โ he growled against your lips. โYou have no idea what you do to me.โ
You moaned into his mouth, fingers tangling in his hair as he ground against you. He was already hard, pressing insistently between your thighs.
โJasonโโ
โTell me to stop and I will,โ he rasped, kissing down your neck. โBut Iโve been thinking about this since you made that stupid bet.โ
โDonโt stop,โ you breathed.
He didnโt.
He stripped you efficiently but reverently, hands mapping every inch of skin like he was memorizing you. When you were bare beneath him, he groaned, eyes dark with hunger.
โSo fucking pretty,โ he murmured, kissing down your body. โBeen dying to taste you all day.โ
He settled between your thighs, spreading you open with careful hands. The first slow lick drew a broken moan from you. Jason groaned against your core, the vibration making your hips jerk.
โTaste so good,โ he rasped, tongue working you with devastating skill โ long, slow strokes, then focused sucks on your clit. Two thick fingers slid inside you, curling just right as he devoured you.
You came hard, crying out his name, thighs shaking around his head. He worked you through it, gentling his tongue until you were trembling and oversensitive.
Then he crawled back up, kissing you so you could taste yourself on his lips. He rolled on a condom with quick hands, then settled between your thighs again.
โStill okay?โ he asked, nudging at your entrance.
You wrapped your legs around his waist. โNeed you. Now.โ
He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, groaning as your walls clenched around him. When he bottomed out he stilled, forehead against yours, breathing ragged.
โFuck, you feel perfect,โ he whispered. โSo tight. So warm. Missed this so much.โ
He started moving โ deep, steady thrusts that dragged against every sensitive spot. One hand braced beside your head, the other gripped your hip, holding you in place as he fucked you with that perfect rhythm he always knew.
โLook at me,โ he murmured. โWant to look at you when you cum around me.โ
You did, eyes locked on his as the pleasure built again. His pace stayed deep and rhythmic, grinding against you on every thrust, one hand slipping between you to circle your clit with gentle pressure.
You came with a moan of his name, walls clenching around him. Jason followed right after, burying himself deep with a low, broken groan, hips stuttering as he spilled into the condom.
He stayed inside you for a long moment, holding himself up so he didnโt crush you, pressing soft, lazy kisses to your face.
When he finally pulled out and disposed of the condom, he came right back, pulling you into his arms on the couch. You curled against his chest, head over his heart, legs tangled with his.
โYou okay?โ he asked softly, stroking your back.
โPerfect,โ you whispered, nuzzling closer. โMissed you.โ
He kissed the top of your head, arms tightening around you. โMissed you more. Next time we make a deal like this, we better actually do it.โ He chuckled slightly.
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Jason used to think self-care was โtaking a shower after patrol and maybe eating something that wasnโt cold pizza.โ Now he has a whole shelf in the bathroom dedicated to the skincare routine you introduced him to. He grumbles about it, but you catch him using the fancy moisturizer you bought him when he thinks youโre not looking.
He lets you paint his nails black when youโre having a lazy Sunday. At first it was โjust this once,โ but now he picks the color himself sometimes โ usually deep red or dark green to match his Hood aesthetic. He wears them under his gloves on patrol like a secret.
Shopping with you used to be torture for him. Now he actually enjoys it. Heโll let you drag him into stores and try on clothes you pick out, even if he pretends to hate it. The first time he bought a soft oversized sweater because โit smelled like youโ when you hugged him in it, you knew he was hooked.
He started using your hair products. His hair is softer now, the white streak less brittle. When you run your fingers through it at night, he melts and pretends heโs not purring.
Jason used to wear the same three hoodies on rotation. Now his closet has actual outfits โ nice jeans, button-downs you picked out, even a leather jacket that isnโt battle-worn. He wears them when he takes you on dates and looks ridiculously good doing it.
He lets you give him face masks. The first time you put a bright green one on him, he complained the whole time. Now he asks for the โblue one that smells like berriesโ when heโs had a rough patrol. He falls asleep with his head in your lap while it dries.
Bath bombs. He discovered them through you and is now lowkey obsessed. Heโll come home after a long night, run the water, and drop one in without saying anything. If you join him, he gets all soft and quiet, just holding you in the warm water.
He buys candles now. Not the cheap ones โ the expensive ones that smell like books and rain and the cologne you like. He lights them when youโre over and pretends itโs โfor the vibeโ when really itโs because he wants the apartment to feel like home for you.
Jason used to cut his own hair with kitchen scissors. Now he lets you trim it in the bathroom, sitting on a stool while you carefully shape the white streak. He watches you in the mirror the whole time with the softest look on his face.
He wears your scrunchies. At first it was just to keep his hair out of his face while cooking. Now he has a drawer full of them in different colors you picked out. Heโll wear one on his wrist like a bracelet when heโs out in civilian clothes.
Self-care nights are sacred now. You introduced him to sheet masks, bath salts, and fluffy socks. He complains the whole time but always participates. The first time he asked for a โspa nightโ after a bad patrol, you almost cried from how proud you were.
He lets you dress him up for dates. You pick out button-downs and nice jeans and he wears them without argument. He even asks for your opinion now: โDoes this look okay? I donโt want to embarrass you.โ
Jason used to think cologne was โfor rich assholes.โ Now he has a signature scent you helped him choose โ warm, woody, with a hint of spice. He wears it because he knows you like burying your face in his neck and breathing him in.
He takes baths with you. Not just showers. Full baths with bubbles and candles and him sitting behind you, arms around your waist, chin on your shoulder. Heโs quiet during those moments, just holding you like youโre the only thing keeping him grounded.
On bad mental health days, he lets you pamper him. Face masks, head scratches, you reading to him while he lies with his head in your lap. He used to push you away when he felt like this. Now he leans into it because you make him feel safe enough to be soft.
He buys you matching pajamas. Soft, oversized ones in your favorite color. He pretends itโs โjust practicalโ but the way he smiles when you wear them says otherwise.
Jason started journaling. Not the dramatic kind โ just little notes about his day, things that made him happy, things heโs grateful for. Most of the pages end with your name. He keeps it hidden but leaves it open sometimes so youโll see how much he loves you.
He lets you take care of him. When he comes home hurt, he doesnโt hide it anymore. He lets you patch him up, make him tea, hold him until the nightmares fade. He whispers โthank youโ against your skin every time, like he still canโt believe he gets to have this.
The biggest change? He tells you he loves you now. Not just in grand gestures or quiet moments. He says it in the kitchen while youโre cooking, in the shower when youโre washing his hair, in the middle of the night when he thinks youโre asleep. Heโs still learning how to be soft, but heโs trying โ for you.
a/n: hope this fit the request well.. it was so fun to write omg
everyone talks about tim with insomnia but what about dick with insomnia
I feel like his insomnia stems from different reasons than the rest of the batfams idk.. I think he would suffer from sleep paralysis (my twin) and constantly feels like heโs back in the circus and watching his parents die in just the most helpless way and no matter how hard he tries to run and help in his dreams, he can never reach them and it causes him to never want to sleep yk
(him and his stupid fucking commitment issues that is)
He for sure is super skeptic so of any kind of commitment until he finally lets himself realise heโs IN LOVE and is then just so devoted to you. He used to find himself thinking about other people (he wouldnโt cheat.. heโd just think about it..) and now he feels sick if itโs anyone other than you
whatever you want for cass and steph i just wanna read about girls๐คค
the three of you have been โbest friendsโ for years until a sleepover.. and then you guys makeout.. and get freaky.. Iโm thinking wlw challengers but everyone actually likes each other ๐
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my dream is to write stories and make movies and act but like i can never so i have to stick to tangible things likeโฆ a job i do not like ๐
Oh girl ๐ข if you ever make a film hmu and ill come be in it ๐ I always thought for the longest time I wouldnโt be able to make it in this kind of industry but you really gotta grab every opportunity by the balls and just run with it. Iโve done 4 shows as leads (ish), 3 short films (2 with friends) and a bunch of auditions and self tapes. You really gotta just push on and try everything that comes