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Geez, idk guess I want you in your feels. If you want something fluffier check out @bat-boys-zine bat boy x reader zine here!
Dick
* He sort of see’s it coming
* He’s dated literal goddesses before, and even the most beautiful people were insecure about something on their body
* So when your hands hover over your stomach, your mouth pulled into a fine line, hands pinching at the flesh like you wish you could just tear it off
* He places his hands over yours, rubbing the aching flesh
* “Don’t do that, you’re hurting yourself”
* “I feel like Halsey when she said ‘I wish I could cut some parts off with some scissors’”
* And Dick doesn’t get it, not really, he thinks you’re fine just the way you are.
* “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you”
Jason
* I think he’s sort of taken off guard
* “What do you mean?” He’ll ask, feeling a little shocked
* It’s a little hard for you to admit too, you always put up a confident facade, and sometimes it gets so real you start to believe you’re perfect too
* But then you have days like this where you can’t tear your eyes away from every physical thing ‘wrong’ with your body
* Jason might actually cry when he starts hearing you go into detail about what you don’t like about your stomach or your figure
* He feels your pain like it’s his
* He kneeling in front of you, on his knees with a tear stained face begging
* “Please don’t talk about yourself like that”
Duke
* I think he’s the type to sort of agree
* Not that he thinks there’s anything wrong with the way you look but he’ll nod and say-
* “Me too, I hate my nose and I feel like my arms are too small”
* And you’ll tell him his nose is fine, perfect for little kisses in the morning and he’ll crack a smile
* “I feel the same, I think you give the best hugs”
* I think talking about your flaws with Duke is sort of healing, because he feels the same way
* “Let’s reach a compromise, you wear the clothes you want to and so will, so when you see me wearing a tank top, know that that’s me reminding you that you’re not alone”
Tim
* Genuinely clueless
* “What?” He’ll mumble, eyes stinging from sleep deprivation as he stifles a yawn
* “I just wish- I just wish I looked like one of those people on the covers of magazines”
* His mind feels fuzzy, how long has it been since he slept or ate
* But his mind is still sharper than most
* “Baby, those people don’t even look like that, all those pictures are super edited”
* Before you can respond, he’s pushed you onto the bed, yawning as he lays his head on your lap, burying his face into your stomach
* “Besides why would you want to change? You’re so soft and warm- you feel like home”
Damian
* He genuinely doesn’t get it
* He’s so clueless you have to spell it out for him
* Halfway through he tugs your arm, pulling you into his car
* “Damian where are we going?”
* Is he hungry or something
* He stops at the art museum downtown
* Paying for tickets and tugging you to the second floor
* “I know you like making art but-“
* You stop abruptly when he stops in front of a massive marble statue
* It’s of a person, folded over in a squat, they have more of a full figure, wrinkles and rolls, skin folding
* “Who does that look like?” He’ll ask
* “Me” you mumble and he smiles
* “That’s why I don’t get it, you always look like art to me”
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