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⠀⠀⠀— 0.8k ៸៸ fem! reader , suggestive content , established relationship , jay is a flushed sweetheart

jason is a thigh man. not boobs nor ass, he loves how soft the skin is in that area and how good it is to lay on them. but nonetheless he loves your thighs. obsessed with them actually.

when you started dating jason you didnt take him as a touchy guy. he was more reserved at first and mostly you had initiated physical contact. but the truth was that he was shy —scared even to touch you. it was that you were just so pretty that be physically shook while looking at you!

and something you never noticed early on about him is that his sight lingered on your thighs. he couldnt help himself! he was just a man after all but he would do nothing you werent comfortable with, he was serious about you and wanted to do the best he could be for you.

as the relationship goes on tho you started to notice and one day it was very clear about his… ordeals.

jason had asked you to come to a gala with him. he normally dips these things one hour in but with you? he wanted to stay until the planners kicked him out just to see you in your pretty dresses he liked to buy you.

but tonights dress? pheww he had his work cut out for him. the way the dress clung to your curves and the slit showed off your legs — he was a lost man.

you had seen his eyes, the way he bluntly looked at your figure and stopped on your thighs and just… stayed there. he was being obvious about it too, so obvious that bruce was shaking his head in embarrassment and slight disappointment at his son. but — jason could care less, his girlfriend was hot, why gotta hide it?

on the way back from the event, the car ride was quiet. the grip he held on the steering wheel was tight. he knew you caught him staring and he was scared he fucked it up — like he always did in past relationships.

“you can touch them yknow?” you say, cutting the silence. your legs sat crossed in the passenger seat while you looked at his side profile. his jaw was tight and he looked like he was holding back of god knows what.

jasons eyes widen, he flicked at you before looking back at the road and you swear you can see his cheeks flushing.

“touch what?” he mumbles, coughing slightly as he adjusts his position in the drivers seat.

you scoff with a smile on your face. you grab his free hand and pull it to rest on top of your thigh. he lets out what seems to be a small whimper as his hand is barely touching you thigh out of embarrassment.

“jay weve been dating for a while now and i saw you looking at them tonight, its fine to touch them you know?”

saying that in your warm voice of yours made him melt. he awkwardly nodded. the fact that you noticed made him feel embarrassed but he had to remember that you loved him very much and this reassurance coming from you made him feel safe — wanted even, and he couldnt want it from anyone else.

so with a squeeze on the plush skin and his grounding hand on there the whole ride back to his apartment, you knew it wouldnt be the end of it.

and oh boy it wasnt.

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at anytime he got he would have his big hands on your thighs. it was his anchor, he couldnt not touch them for less than three times a day.

he had a habit of grabbing you by them instead of your waist. if you passed by while he was on the couch, he would grab your thighs and pull you to his lap or give them a squeeze. and for moving past by you, he would put his hands on the back of your thighs, right under your ass cheeks, and scoot with a big grin on his face.

every night when he was with you, he made it a routine of massaging them with lotion, making circular motions. and — of course — always with sweet words, telling about his day and how much he missed you, or the little things he noticed about you that week. its secretly your favorite part of the day.

buying you clothes that flattered them was something he loved. jason adored spoiling his lover but might as well get something in the process, am i right? dresses, shorts, skirts, tights, garments, everything that accentuated those pretty thighs of yours, he was all in for. and the cute smile on your face when he does so makes it impossible to resist.

and nights where he had it rough at patrol or just life in general, he would barge into your place, nuzzling his face in your thighs and laying there as long as he wanted to. how could he not? you ran your fingers through his black hair and the touch of your thighs on his cheek was so soft, it was heaven to him.

his death wish would be to lay on them, just one last time. he loves the softness but he might love whats between them more.

⠀⠀ how would the batboys react to you calling them once and immediately hanging up

— fem!reader, fluff & swearing, 0.4k words each (approx.), established relationships, husband!bruce, boyfriend! dick, jason, tim and damian (separately)

bruce wayne

you were at home having a you day, he knew that. so much so that he made everyone leave you alone that night and him himself, kept busy at wayne enterprises.

so imagine to his surprise his dear wife calling him out of nowhere and immediately hanging up?

bruce prides himself on answering your calls on the second ring at most. yet you didnt give him a chance for the first ring to come… somethings up. and his first thought is to call you until you answer.

you dont. you let your phone ring on the couch as you giggle at it. dick had told you to do this prank on him since hes seen it on tiktok. you thought it was cruel at first, bruce has always a lot on his plate and is too extreme, what if he thought something happened with his beloved wife?

my hubby🖤: [5 missed calls]

my hubby🖤: my love are you alright?

my hubby🖤: im on my way home, be there in ten.

he comes in the manor like lighting, calling out your name immediately. you can hear him already calling someone up since the house was too quiet for his liking.

then he hears a giggle from the kitchen that makes him lower his phone. you emerge from the open space to the foyer where you laugh at him, coming to give him an embrace.

“brucie dont worry im alright” you mumble with a smile. he looks down at you, his grip white on his phone. he looks relieved, thats for sure, but he was shaken up. his black hair was tussled, like he was running his fingers through it in stress.

he gently cups your face, “darling…” his fingers slightly shaking as he lets his phone slip in his pocket. “why’d you scare me like that? i thought something serious happened to you” he says in one breath, dropping down his forehead with yours.

your laugh vibrates agaisnt his chest, coming to grab his hand in yours. “im so sorry… dick told me to test it out with you”. your soft hands come to rub against the slight stubble on his sharp jaw, smoothing out the wrinkles under his blue eyes. “let me draw you a nice warm bath yeah? ive stressed you too much for my own liking”.

his shoulders drop with a small smile on his face, nodding and pressing a kiss to your forehead “id love that”.

dick grayson

you were at a much needed girls night at your friends apartment. it was hard with schedules and the curve balls life throws at you all but here you guys are.

dick was excited for you to finally have a night off with your best friends, ever the supportive boyfriend. he told you to call him if any emergencies happen and to text him when you wanted to go home

and poor dickie didnt knew one of your girl friends had a prank in store for him. she had saw this trend on tiktok and wanted to see which boyfriend of the group would reply first

you laughed at it, saying it wasnt a good idea (as you open up your dear boyfriends contact and set it flat on the table as your other taken friends do)

after a hushed countdown, you press the call button and all hang up at the same time. you looked at your phone screen with dicks profile picture that you had for him, a photo of him smiling next to haley.

not even a beat after, your phone lights up again with a call and nonstop messages from your boyfriend.

your girls look at you shocked. their boyfriends didnt even leave a message while yours is blowing up your device. you give them a sheepish look as you grab your phone off the table and answer the second call he made, pressing your phone against your ear.

“baby? did something happen? are you guys in danger?” he spat out the second you called him back. you laugh much to his dismay and you bet he’s furrowing his eyebrows right now.

“no dick im sorry, me and the girls decided to do a trend on our boyfriends to see who called back first” you reply holding back your laughter. he groaned on the line which made you hold it a little less

“sweetheart dont do that to me, didnt i tell you to call me for emergencies?” dick whined on the line and you had to cover the bottom speaker with your hand so your girls would hear

“i hope i didnt scare you too much, i love you so much okay? i wont do it again”. you mumble to him with your warm voice, you swear you can hear him smile over the call

“i love you so much more, text me when your ready to go home”.

jason todd

jason has been through a lot, to say the least. hes constantly on edge, trying to keep himself and the ones he loves alive, that included you, his girlfriend.

you knew it was dangerous for you to play this prank on him, his responses to things are like a militaries, precise and fast.

so to your surprise, the second you hung up you hear silence. no call back, no message, nothing. its too quiet for your liking, its so… out of your boyfriend. you’d at least expect a call back or…

buzz. the sound of your doorbell rang, snapping out of your thoughts. it was late at night, late enough you know its not safe to be walking in the streets of gotham so.. who the hell was it.

you make slow steps to the door, reaching on your toes to check thru the peepy hole. a sigh leaves your mouth and the weight on your shoulders drops as you unlock your apartment door.

jason is there, holding his helmet in one hand as the other held the doorway. he was puffing and his neck trickled with sweat. he looks at you and drops everything. the loud of his helmet dropping is loud enough that definitely woke up some neighbors.

he grabs your face, checking for any sign of harm or blood before exhaling on your face and pulling you into a kiss. you sigh into it before pulling away with your hands on his chest, sweat sticking to the cotton makes you wonder if he ran up the stairs instead of the elevator.

“did you speed to get here? youre sweating and heaving like crazy” you murmur, rubbing your thumb on his cheek.

“maybe, you called me outta nowhere and hung up too quickly, scared me shitless babydoll…” he murmurs on your face, wrapping his arms around you, inhaling your scent that made him feel grounded.

safe to say that night you were cuddled by a very clingy jason todd.

tim drake

nights with your boyfriend at patrol were boring, especially when youre at the manoe. he insists you wait there until he gets back so he can sleep in your arms but.. what to do in this big but quiet place?

having seen the trend before made you wonder how tim would react to it, you think for a bit, maybe doing it while he is at patrol isnt the best idea but… dating a vigilante isnt either right?

after the first ring you hang up. you cant contain your excitement, giggling to yourself as you watch your phone for any type of response.

and it comes, a few messages but it… stops? you tilt your head confused before grabbing to see what had he sent.

love <33: love?

love <33: did you call by accident?

love<33: anything happened? let me know please

you scoff, audibly so. he seemed so… calm? what if you were in trouble? what if you were kidnapped? you were fuming and highly offended, pressing the call button with such force.

the second he picks up, you were already raising your voice “tim what if i were dying and that youd think it was an accident?”.

then a laugh cuts though the line, it makes you stop. why is he laughing? what could possibly funny in this?

“my love you do know i have access to all the cameras in the manor.. right?” tims voice finally dies down from the laugh but you can hear his teasing tone loud and clear

your face flushes, covering your face with your free hand. he keeps talking on the line, asking why youre so quiet but you cant help but feel ashamed… of course trying to prank your techy boyfriend would never work.

“i will be burying myself tonight, thank you” you mumble which makes him laugh even harder and you swear you want to hang up in his face.

“okay right, i love you too freak, see you soon” tim says with a light tone that makes you groan and hang up and you know he will tease you for life about this. lucky him that you love him too…

damian wayne

your boyfriend wasnt loud in any means, and that included protecting you.

of course you were his top priority, always being there for you. but that also meant that he sometimes took things too far… just like his father does.

so much so, that when you called and hung up, all you got was a call back and silence.

frankly you were worried for what might happen. maybe he didnt care? maybe he thought nothing of it in which would lead to another normal night.

but no… its never a normal night with a wayne. as you were about to call him back to see if everything was alright, your window crashes open.

you immediately duck down to see what the fuck broke your window or worse who broke your window…

as you peak your head up, you can listen to your boyfriends mumbling and the sound of heavy footsteps. ducking from out of the couch, you look at him shocked, because what did he just do??

“damian what the hell?” you sound out and his head whips to yours, his breath calms down and he looks… relieved?

he makes quick steps to you and flops on top of you, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck while mumbling apologies to you.

“i thought you were in trouble and wanted to catch the bad guy unsuspected” he mumbles embarrassed while pressing small kisses on your neck and melting into you.

you just laugh and start to massage his hair. you can scold him tomorrow about jumping to conclusions and for breaking your window but for now, youre going to enjoy his affection.

0.5k words - gn!reader , fluff (this man deserves it)

nanami a calm man. he knows hes yours, he knows your in love with him and you feel the same. why would he feel this way?

it all started with a normal day at the mall, hand in hand while walking through the various stores.

this is what nanami liked, the peace and quiet of being with you on a weekend, where he didnt have to think of work or any documents, only and solely on the love of his life.

being years with you means hes gone through every emotion, happiness, sadness, anger, fear but one thing he rarely, so rarely, has been through is jealousy.

a cashier, probably a teenager needing some extra cash, flirting with you! right in front of his face!! as if him paying for all your clothes isnt enough, he has to shoot his shot on his love?

the whole transaction nanami is a mix of shooting daggers at the teenager while being unbearably clingy. squeezing your waist as if its a plead for you to end the conversation.

the ride back home was quiet, nanami was mumbling while having a shy hand on your thigh. you looked at him puzzled but hadnt questioned further… until you arrived.

the second he opened the door, you look back at him while crossing your arms.

“why are you sulking?”

nanami looks puzzled, he looks you and scrunches his nose, sliding past by you and setting the bags on the floor.

“i am perfectly normal, darling”

now its your turn to scrunch your nose. you know him too damn well to know hes not “normal”

“bs ken, what happened?”

he looks at you and mumbles something, his ears turning a shade of pink, rubbing the back of his neck. you take a step forward to look up at him.

“go on, what is it?”

“i didnt like the way that cashier was talking you, he kept looking you funny and it made me… jealous”

you blink. like your shocked because you are. your man is so composed but more so hes stubborn so for him to admit his jealousy? this is not normal.

gently, you grab his cheek and make him look to your eyes. a small smile appears on your features as you rub the softness of his cheek.

“baby… you dont need to be jealous, hes probably fifteen who will forget who i am by the next shift, your the one who has me for eternity”

kento immediately softens to your touch, leaning on the warmth of your hand and you swear you can hear the blonde man purr.

“i know… the possessiveness took over me”

humming, you lean into his chest “i know ken, ill always be yours”

nanami swears he sees stars, leaning more into you before pressing a longing kiss on your lips. its heaven in a form of physical affection. he always melts perfectly into you and the warmth pace makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

“i love you so much darling and ill spend all my days proving it to you” he mumbles on your lips, resting his forehead on yours.

“i know you will” pecking his lips like its a promise but you know it isnt, its already a reality.

fem!reader - sfw (little bit suggestive) & lowk crack - swearing

⟢ 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌: this is my first post i hope its enjoyable and not boring!! anyways happy reading <3