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Unknown Titan (Pt2)

Warnings: Curse words, Mentions of suicide (nothing to deep)

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Titans X F!Reader

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It'd been a few weeks since the attack on [Y\N], so far it had been quiet. No words about Ra's or the league. No assassinations on their side. She was in her small apartment most of the time in isolation, not speaking a word to anyone, but now she was running out of food. She would order something, but you can't trust anyone and that would be like printing her address on a billboard, so she slacked on some black jeans and a dark blue hoodie, tied her hair back and wore some dark glasses. She knew she probably looked suspicious, but she had to conceal her identity.

The cold England weather sent shivers down her spine as she walked, it was winter time and so it was already dark at four in the afternoon. After walking for around 10 minutes, she soon enough reached her local supermarket and started getting the food she needed.

Unaware to [Y/N], Dick had called in the rest of the Titans. None of them knew. One of their friends, the girl who was like a sibling to them, had died and they had no idea. They felt like horrible people, like who wouldn't? For the first few days they stuck together, keeping from the prying ears of the younger-newer- Titans.

"How did we not know?" Dawn asked, the trio-along with Donna- had all been super close. They talk and did each others hair, [Y/N] would act so much older then her age at times they'd forget how much younger she really was to them. Hank grabbed her hand, rubbing soothing circle to try and help, but it didn't. None of them could comfort one another because they all felt the same. All thought the same.

"We should see her." Dick started, taking a swig of his beer that he'd been drinking with the rest of the Titans. "I looked into it, she died in England, we should at least say our goodbyes. Right?" The Titans paused for a moment, taking in what Dick had said. They all agreed and got ready to go, telling the others to pack as they were going on a trip.

Using one of Bruce Wayne's private jets, they got there quicker than anyone else would usually. They went into the Hotel they'd booked and un packed before going their separate ways. The older Titans left to where [Y/N] 'lay' whilst Gar decided he was hungry, so now they were of to the shops to get food.

[Y/N] was at the chocolate isle, getting some sweet treats because even when you're in hiding, you gotta eat something sweet. Turning the corner she walked straight into someone, immediately she mumbled a sorry and tried to walk away but he caught her arm and dragged her back.

"Watch where you're going, freak." People. One of the many things [Y\N] hated in the world. She may have to be incognito, but there was no way she was letting him off like that, but apparently someone beat her to it.

"Hey! That's no way to treat a lady." He said, making his way over to where she was along with two other teens with coloured hair. Immediately the man shoved her away from him but as I said, she wasn't letting him of easy. She grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, pushing him into one of the freezer doors.

"Listen here buddy, as the boy over there said. Get some fucking manners otherwise someones going to put you somewhere where you're not going to be able to walk out from." She snarled, causing Jason to step back. He was surprised along with Gar, but Rachel held a small smile, she may not know the girl, but it was nice to see a woman stick up for herself every now and then.

"Alright! Alright lady calm down!" He screamed in agony as she pulled his arm tighter. With a satisfied smile she released his arm and walked of, the manager of the store calling after her. Now the three super teens were intrigued by her to say the least, so in a non-creepy way they followed her out, Gar paying for his sweets of course.

"Hey wait up!" Rachel called, running after her.

[Y/N] turned around with a small smile. "I just wanna say what you did in there, totally cool." She continued, which earned a small chuckle from the girl. "I'm Rachel, by the way." She placed out her hand and without thinking anything about it, [Y/N] accepted it, only for Rachel to back track and gasp.

"Rachel, what's wrong?" Dick asked, as the old Titans got back from visiting [Y/N]’s grave. She took a shaky breath as she took a cautious step back. Sure she missed them, but they didn't care. They never answered her calls when she needed them, they never came to her funeral. No contact in nearly five years.

"[Y/N][L/N]" Rachel gasped and instantly, all heads snapped in her direction. A sob escaped the girls she pulled a hand over her mouth to try and stop it as Gar pulled her into a hug. "I'm so sorry." She said muffled by the green kids jacket.

"Ah. Well shit." She cursed, rubbing a hand over her face and taking off her glasses. The same [E/C] the older Titans remembered seeing most days. "Well, it's been a great reunion, but I kinda gotta head out before-"

"[Y/N]. Ra's Al Ghul requests your presence, alone for important matters." A shadow spoke, entering the light to be seen in the classic League of Assassins get up.

"Ah fuck." She muttered. Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out her small pocket knife, waving it around as she spoke. "As I've said before and looks like I'm saying it again. I ain't apart of your little fan club so if you could leave me be, it would make tonight so much easier." The figure nodded and left without another word. Stunned, [Y/N] stood there in confusion. "Huh, that actually worked." She smiled and went to walk of when a strong hand was placed over her shoulder.

"We thought you were dead?" Hank asked, the confusion and anger in his voice was clear and the younger teens took that as a sign to keep quiet. "We grieved you and you were alive?"

"Well, technically I did die, twice actually. Let me say, deaths a bitch." She chuckled, no one else did though which then cut her off. "Jeez you all got old and boring."

"Well I'm sorry if we find out our friend is alive- but isn't. How?" Donna asked, arms crossed like she was trying to hold herself together. [Y/N] hated seeing them like this, knowing it was her fault. But she couldn't help that she was killed, well the first time.

"The pit. That's why Ra's wants to speak to me."

"How did you..." Dick trailed off, not wanting to over step but wanting to know.

"Die? Well the first time I was stabbed and left to die. Didn't feel too good. Then the second time... Well after coming back from the pit, it changes people. The blood lust felt too much. Couldn't control it so I saught to get rid of it. Get rid of the problem." She shrugged, She remembers the time and it was still touchy to her but she pushed through it. The past is the past and there's nothing she can do to change that.

"We're so sorry." Dawn walked over and embraced [Y/N] in a hug, at first she just stood there, not knowing what to do, before finally she hugged back. A few tears escaped, not that she'd actually admit to it.

"So what now?" Rachel asked, finally have calmed down and was now holding onto Gar's hand like her life depended on it.

"We go home." Dick answered without much thought.

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Unknown Titan (Pt1)

Part 2 already posted.

Titans X Reader

{Prompt: In the original titans there was another member, one none of the new members know about }

Warning⚠️: mentions of violence, curse words

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Jason, Rachel and Gar were sat at the computer, going through old files when one caught their eyes. It was labelled '[Y/N]'s Diary Day 274'. The name was unfamiliar to the trio and Jason knew about most villains, so who was she?.

"Click that one." He told Gar, eyes glancing over the many entires. Gar raised his eyebrows but complied none the less and soon a video popped up with a girl, roughly the age of 13 with a big smile on her face.

"Alright, so here's another entry for today, it's Dick's birthday soon and I'm on decoration duty, I kinda think it's to get me out the tower but there's important things. Like getting Dick's party organised!" She was walking down one of the streets that they realised was a few blocks away where multiple stores where, however the one she walked into was one that none of them had seen. "Okay, so I'm thinking of going blue themed? Ok looks like we're going blue." She laughed, pointing at the section in the party shop filled with blue decorations.

"Who is she?" Rachel asked, trying to make sense of anything that was going on, who she was and what happened to her? The other were thinking similar things.

"She was an on old friend." A voice whispered form behind them, causing them all to jump up and turn towards the former Robin.

"What happened to her?" Jason asked, walking closer to him as Dick sighed, glancing at the screen. The video was paused and the girl was there, [H/L][H/C] blowing in the wind and she smiled brightly.

"I don't know." Jason scrunched his eyebrows as Dick continued, "After the original Titans dissembled, we didn't keep in contact, including with [Y/N]"

"What's her name?" Gar asked, stopping the chair from spinning like he had been for the past minute and clumsily making his way back over to the desk. Rachel chuckling in amusement

"[Y/N][L/N], why?" Gars fingers effortlessly glide across the keyboard as he hit enter, multiple files and imagines popping up at once.

"[Y/N]... [Y/N], here we are. Says here she's... dead." Everyone fell silent as the news hit them, even the ones who didn't know her was still struck, she would be the same age as Jason if she was still alive. No one deserves to die that young. "Says here that her entire family died 5 years ago, went into foster care before she was found dead. knife to the chest." He continued.

Dick made his way to the screen and was reading what could be seen. '[Y/N], died 2016 by knife wound, found dead outside 54th street. Case dismissed.' "I need to make a call." He abruptly stood up and made his way out the room. Leaving all the teens silent, unsure of what to say or do next.

In England

A figure jumped down from a building, making her way down the streets, hiding in the shadows as she kept a steady pace. The sound of multiple footsteps followed behind. It wasn't till she'd reached a dead end had the footsteps stopped. Catching her breath and pivoting on her spot, she looked out for the inevitable.

"[Y/N], The demon head requests your presence. Any means necessary." One of the many men said, pulling out a silver katana that glistened under the lamp post.

"Sorry, sort of need to be alive to talk." [Y/N] answered. Pulling out her [W/O/C] and getting ready for the fight bound to happen. The assassin nodded his head slightly and at once, they raced towards her and when close enough, [Y/N] grabbed the shoulders of the one before her and flipped over him, using her momentum to pull him towards the ground as she rolled out of the way before she could get squished beneath him.

"Look, I'm not interested in whatever bullshit you, or the league have to say, never have and I never will so if you don't mind, imma go." Taking out the last one, [Y/N] ran around the corner she came from, finding her way back to her small-stolen- apartment.

#dc titans #jasontodd #robin #nightwing #dc comics #batman #beast boy #Raven #garlogan #rachelroth #dickgrasyon #reader #xreader

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Safety

BarryAllen x Reader

{Summary: Barry gets injured during a fight and the Reader has had enough of his recklessness. Set season 1 but no spoilers!}

Warnings: None

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[R/N]= random name

This was from my wattpad one shot book, however I have discontinued it there so enjoy this :)

You were pacing back and forth in the cortex, you'd just been called that against your word, Cisco and Barry went out to stop crime and he got hurt. A meta had gotten the upper hand and broken his arm in a multiple places. Barry has had his speed for nearly a month and is still learning, so you being the only responsible one-along with Caitlin and Dr. Wells- had told him to wait till he had more control, but like a kid on Christmas with his new toy, Barry didn't listen.

"Cisco, why did you let him go out? He could've gotten himself killed out there!" You scolded. Talking to Cisco, well more like shouting at, was better than overthinking about how bad this really was.

"What?! He has super speed. He'll be fine." Cisco waved off, turning his attention back to the screens. Imaginary steam was coming from you're ears as you listened to your friend.

"Cisco just because he has super speed doesn't mean he can't die or get in some serious trouble!" A flash of orange came through and went straight to the medical bay where Caitlin was already preparing to dress the broken bone.

"[Y/N], I'm fine. It'll heal in an hour-"

"More like six." Caitlin corrected, adjusting his arm to see how severe the damage was.

"That's not the point, Barry! You could've gotten yourself killed. What would Joe and Iris think about that? If you're dead how are you suppose to help other people? You need to learn so that you don't make mistakes that could danger yours or others lives." You raged, trying to keep calm but failing miserably.

Getting to know Barry over the past month was great, you'd gotten close, helped him on a few cases, made cheesy movie references through out the day and had even got ice cream one day when it was hot. You thought he was adorable in all his geeky ways and as much as you hate to admit it, you were falling for him. You was falling for a speedster, your patient, who was in love with someone else. He'd made it painfully obvious, the late night visits to her as the Flash, the constant blabbering, it hurt to know the man you loved would never look at you the way he looks at her.

"I'm increasing my speed! I am learning how to handle it! But just because of what happened to [R/N] doesn't mean that everyone around you is going to die. You can't go around telling people what they can and can't do."

"I'm trying to protect you, Barry! I'm making sure you don't get yourself killed like [R/N] because I know what the pain feels like to lose someone, Caitlin does. We all do. And we don't want to lose anyone else!" You screamed. Tears threatening to spill but you couldn't- no wouldn't- let them spill. You would not cry in front of him. "I'm doing this to help you Barry, because one day you're going to run out that door and never come back if you constantly keep running on in head first."

Before anyone could stop you, you turned on your heel and walked straight out the Med-bay and out the cortex, going straight home before finally it was too much and you collapsed to the floor sobbing.

[R/N] was someone you loved, but they were a cop in Star City and got themselves killed one night and you found out about it through the news. You thought it was you and them forever, but clearly not. Then you try to move on and the risk of losing them increases. It was stupid really, loving someone who's life was constantly on the line was never easy but this...this was insane.

When the next day came you avoided Barry like the Black Plague and every time he came into a room you'd walk out, call It being petty, but bringing up someone you lost was definitely not right and he does not deserve to be forgiven. Not yet at least.

#the flash #dccomics #barry allen #cisco ramon #caitlin snow #flashs1 #reader #xreader #barry allen x reader #grant gustin

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imjustdaydreaming · 3 years

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MASTER LIST

•Dick Grayson 🎪

Hurray?

•Jason Todd 👺

Oh Well

•Titans 🦸

Long Time No See

Unknown Titan (pt.1)

Unknown titans (pt.2)

•Young justice 👽

Bats from the future (pt1)

•The Flash ⚡️

Safety (BarryAllenXReader)

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Hurray?

PROMT: “Shit we’re going to die.” “Now, I dont want to hear that negative attitude. Look on the bright side!” “Yay, we’re going to die! Wooo!”

Dick Grayson X GN!Reader

Warning: Curse Words, Gore, Torture

[Y/ V/N] = your vigilante name

It’d be fine, he said. A simple mission, he said. Why I listened to what a man dressed up in a bat suit said, I dont know but I did, now here I am, hands tied above my head, blood seeping through the jagged cuts from a blade sharp enough to cut through my suit. Now that shit is reinforced, its not anyone who could get a blade that can cut through it like butter, unless your a highly trained mercenary with a grudge against the man your work for, that is.

The pull to unconsciousness was strong, but my will to piss off Deathstroke was stronger. “Hey Fuck face, that all ya got?” Another punch left another rib bruised, making the art of breathing more and more difficult. Yet, I didn’t know when to stop. Blood spilt from my mouth, dribbling into a puddle on the floor by my dangling feet. The chain swung my exhausted body backwards and forwards, the sound of metal scraping against each other seemed to echo off the walls.

“Sit tight, brat. You'll have company soon enough.” With that, Slade placed his coloured mask over his face and left the room. The wounds on my abdomen felt like they were ripping open with my organs falling out, it didn't feel too great.

“-Oh who lives in a pineapple under the sea.” I voiced, eventually having had enough of the silence. My throat burned from that one sentence, but I was prepared to continue the song, because what’s better than spongebag? Anyway, to my surprise, I didn't need too.

“Spongebob Square Pants.” Never had I been thankful to see that overdramatic Queen. He was pushed to the floor harshly, blood splattering on the ground which was from his nose. He pushed up, trying to fight back, but the man had already walked off, now we were left with the smell of blood, sweat and a half eaten sandwich that Slade had left.

“Wow dick-bird, fancy seeing you here.” I mumbled, tugging once again at the restraints above my head. I could hear him chuckle, the sound of liquid hitting the floor quickly following. “So I take it he beat the shit out of you too?” In return I got a groan of pain, very great response Richard.

“I’m fine.” He dismissed, pushing himself to his feet, only to tumble face first into the ground. I could feel the pain he felt, or at least imagined it, scrunching my nose up as I stared him down.

With a sigh of exasperation I looked down to the ground, spitting more blood to clear my mouth. “Shit, we’re gonna die.”

“Now, I dont wanna hear that negative attitude.” Dick spoke between laboured breaths. He looked up, mockingly raising an eyebrow. “Look on the bright side.” He smiled. Poor Dick, always trying to make the best of a situation, now time to ruin it.

“Yay, we’re gonna die! Wooo!” I shook my hands, the chains rattling as if to empathise my point. I stared with such a nonchalant look, one I had spent much time perfecting as it was a dream to rival Bruce’s, waiting for him to try and brighten both our spirits yet again, even if he didn't believe it.

“C’mon [Y/N], we just gotta wait for the others to get here.” He shrugged, wincing in pain after.

“Oh yes, I shall painfully and slowly bleed out whilst I wait for Batman to show up. Nightwing, he doesn't even know we’re here.” My words came out serious, done with the joking around as black began to swarm my vision.

“Hey, stay awake! C’mon-” Dick’s little pep talk got interrupted by glass smashing on the floor a few feet away, despite how heavy my head felt, I pushed through the tiredness and looked to see my reflection in red.

“Oh hey Red Helmet, glad to se you finally joined us.” Without warning, the chains fell to the ground, pulling my weak body with them, I had to bite my lip to contain my scream as his hands went around my waist, holding me up.

“Yeah, we’ve already had a death in a warhorse, you gotta be original guys c’mon now.” Jason held me up as another wave of nausea flooded my system. “Stay awake, [Y/ V/N], Just gotta keep those eyes open until we get back to the manor.” He whispered, helping Dick stand with his other arm.

“Yeah, cool whatever-” I rememberer mumbling before my vision turned dark.

#jasontodd #dickgrayson #xreader #dickgraysonxreader #batfamily #vigilante #dc #dccomics #deathsroke #sladwilson #nightwing #redhood #batman #brucewayne #batsis #titans #dc titans #youngjustice

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imjustdaydreaming · 3 years

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This what I think it is? 👀

-he deleted it…

#curran walters #redhood #jasontodd #titans season 3 #titans #s3 #Robin #Batman #spinoff #dc #red hood and the outlaws

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Bats From The Future (Pt 1)

Warnings: Curse words

Summary: The future kids of the bat clan are transported back intimate to the days of the young Justice team (s2) [OC’S]

Mar’i Grayson- Dick and Kori. Oldest.

Jasmine Todd- Jason Todd. Second oldest.

Helena Wayne- Damian Wayne. Third oldest.

Jayden Drake- Tim and Stephine. Youngest.

It was the year 2072. The original bat-clan were either retired, dead or still kicking evil messes. Now, their mantels had been passed down to there children. Dick had two children, Mar’i and John Grayson, their mother was none other than the Tamarnian Princess, Koriand’r. Jason had one daughter, Jasmine Todd, her mother had left her at a young age Jason’s parenting skills were very low, so she spent most of her time at the manor. Tim had a son named Jayden Drake, his mother being Stephine Brown. Both his parents owned their own company that kept them busy and away from the rest of the hectic bats. Finally, Damian had a daughter named Helena Wayne, her mother died when she was young and neither of them spoke about her to the rest of the family. Damian now owned Wayne Enterprises after Bruce retired and stuck to brooding in the bat cave.

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“C’mon NightFire, lets just do this and get it over with.” Muttered Jasmine, getting fed up of following orders from the oldest cousin. The group of teenagers were crouched down, waiting for something suspicious so they could actually walk in and bust them, but so far nothing had happened.

“Just be patient Widow, it won’t be long now.” Whispered Jayden, fully in his BlueJay attire. Beside them was Helena, dressed up in her sparrow outfit, rolling her eyes at the youngest and watching over.

“All of you, shut up. I can’t hear over all your whining.” Ordered the Mar’i, doing very little about the stubborn bats.

“Don’t tell me to shut up, Grayson.” Spat Helena, pulling out her katana when some shadow figure entered, only seen by her and Jasmine as Mar’i and Jayden were now arguing. They locked eyes, silently having a conversation on their game plan before leaving the two bickering.

Inside the warehouse, a group of thugs were gathered around, circling around some boxes that were labelled with tags in an another language. The pair believed that the were harbouring guns, but oh how wrong they were.

“C’mon on out batsies. I know your out there.” Giggled Jocelyn, her maniac cackle echoing off the walls. Jocelyn was insane, much like her father the Joker. Her mother, Harley Quinn had actually tried to help her daughter, but the Joker had to much power over her.

Whispers came from the side of Jasmine, causing her to pull out her guns only to aim them at her cousins. “What the hell Jass!” Muttered Jayden, ducking behind Mar’i as she lowered her gun.

“Well don’t sneak up on me when we're being threatened by some evil psychotic clowns, yeah!” She argued back, using all the will she had to not leap out and choke the youngest of the bats.

“Found ya!” Giggled the clown. Everyone turned around to see her, standing next to the biggest box as goons all aimed at the group. “So, ya found me, you're no fun, who knows, maybe your parents were back in their days.” She chuckled, turning on a machine that released a bright light.

When it cleared up she was gone, leaving the men she’d hired to scramble away. “No way in hell am i letting her get away.” Grumbled Widow, running up with Jayden behind her as they inspected the unknown device, meanwhile Helena and Mar’i tried getting as many goons as possible.

“Hw do you turn this things on, Jay?” Jasmine asked, pressing as many buttons as possible.

“I don't know! Stop touching that!” Screamed BlueJay in panic as he tried swatting her hand away.

“A few got away but we got a good bunch.” Announced Mar’i as the pair came over to the two who were tuckering yet again.

“Jasmine you're going to get us killed!” Yelled Jayden, still trying to stop her.

“Been there, done that. Now shut up.” She retorted, pressing one more button before the room erupted into light.

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It felts like they were falling for a few moments before their backs came in connect with a hard metal floor. They all groaned out, rubbing the part of their body which they hurt.

“I swear to God If you don't get off of me!” Yelled Jasmine, before opening her eyes to see her cousins being held down just as she was. When she looked up she was met with the familiar face of a young Dick Grayson. “Oh NightFire, you’re so screwed.” She chuckled, turning her head under his grip to see his future daughter.

A/N gonna make a part 2 hopefully :)

#young justice #jasontodd #dickgrayson #damianwayne #timdrake #batfamily #future #youngjustice #kids #robin #nightwing #redrobin #redhood #batman #justiceleague #joker

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Oh well.

Jason Todd x F!Reader

promt: “She harmless!” “She shot you. Twice.” “It was an honest mistake.”

Warnings: Curse words- hello this is a Jason fic- mentions of being shot and sexual themes.

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It was a cold rainy night in Gotham, so nothing new. The smart civilians staid in their homes, locked every widow and door and waited for the next day to come, meanwhile some people decided to go out and drink and than walk home alone, now Gotham wasn't the greatest place for that. But hey! Gives the vigilantes that live there something to do I suppose. Tonight was the night when Dick had a night off so Jason had been called in to help his adoptive father and brother patrol.

“If anything happens, call us on the com Jason don't-”

“’Don’t run in head first, Jason.’ yeah, yeah I get it old man, heard it all before. You ready to go?” Jason asked, already in his Red Hood attire, placing in rubber bullets in the magazine. From the batcomputer, Bruce sighed, rubbing his unmasked face whilst Damian rolled his eyes, standing up from his seat ands moving towards the batmobile , already have had enough of his brother.

“Stay safe.” Dick shouted from the top of door, smile on his face the looked odd with the dark eye bags that hung on his face. Jason gave him a thumbs up and a tight lipped smile before placing on his helmet, walking over towards his bike which had just been repaired after it got destroyed from their last mission.

Bruce walked towards the Batmobile, sending his son a nod, and with enough confirmation, Jason revved the engine, speeding straight out the cave. By the car, Bruce and Damian shared a look, “Father, you know Todd’s going to do something stupid. Right?” He asked, voice stoic but his eyes had a hidden mischief in them.

“I know.” Mumbled Bruce, already regretting letting his son patrol alone.

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By 2am, Jason had already stopped three men in an alley-helping a girl from their grasps-stopped a guy from robbing someone in another alley, and had time to grab a beer. Now he was sat on Wayne Enterprises, watching over the city and into the starless sky. Cop sirens echoed down below, and not far behind was the roaring engine of the batmobile, so Jason made no effort to follow, instead he closed his eyes and listened to everything going on around him. That was until Bruce’s voice rang through his com.

“Red Hood, there was a diamond stolen from Gotham museum, she's heading towards you by rooftops, don't let her go.” He grumbled with a hint of annoyance. Jason knew that if they were able to get past both Batman and Robin then this person was obviously skilled, so he stood up and set out like a hawk, waiting for whoever to was to pass by.

Soft footsteps made their way towards the anti-hero and on instinct, Jason pulled out his gun, only to have it knocked out his hand ands pointed back at him. Eye wide, he stared at the girl before him. She wore a black suit similar to Selina’s but it was more armoured, she had her hair back into a lose plat and a mask. It was fully black with pointed ears and it looked more sinister than Catwomans. She circled around him for moment, making Jason tense as he watched her eye him up and down before lowering the gun.

“So your the so called Red Hood I assume?” She purred, in so many ways did she resemble Selina, but something about her just forced that though away.

“Yeah, and you are?” He retorted, voice becoming robotic from his mask, She smirked up at him, her [E/C] holding a glee and amusement as she watched him, the sight reminding him of a child on Christmas.

“I’ve been called many things, but I prefer Jaguar.”

“Any relations to Catwoman?” Jason asked, and with-in seconds the atmosphere she had created was gone, instead an angered look took over what was showing of her face.

“That doesn’t matter. Jason. I am who I am, who she is doesn't mean anything to me.” She hissed, raising the gun back at him. Stepping back Jason waited for what she had to say, but instead she didn't. Oh no, instead a sickly sweet smile took over and she threw the gun at him which he just managed to catch, when he looked back up, she was gone. Instead there was Robin and Batman running towards him, already questioning what had happened.

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The next few weeks went similar to that night, they’d bump into one another, Jason would try and gather information on her whilst she just flirted back. When he was younger, Jason had no idea why Bruce liked Selina, he was good and she was bad. Simple. Never did he think he’d be in a position so similar to his adopted father. Jason didn’t like that, so instead he placed his obsession with her on gathering intel, but he couldn’t help the feeling he got when he found her, but it deffinelty wasn't for the chase.

Jason had many questions to ask, but one thing stuck with him from the very first night, she knew who he was under the mask. She may know the entire bats identities, yet no one knew who she was under the mask, and it was greatly frustrating.

“Jason, you got a date to the Gala this Saturday? I have a few friends who you could go with.” Dick offered, bouncing down the stairs of the batcave and over to where his little brother sat with the file of the mysterious Jaguar.

“Actually, I have someone in mind.” Jason answered, no thinking too much of what he had said. However Dick took this so much differently.

“Wait, you’re actually thinking of willingly asking a date? Wow little wing. Geez they grow up so fast.” Wiping an imaginary tear. After seeing the late being sent his way, Dick began walking back up the stairs. Nothing else being said of that moment.

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Later that night Jason stood atop of Wayne Enterprises, listening out for her. A small smile under the mask came when he heard her padded shoes hit the roof. He turned around, seeing her tilt her head towards him.

“Wow Hood, we’ve got to stop meeting like this.” She smiled, a giggle escaping her mouth as she walked over, swaying her hips as she went. Jason couldn’t help it, he’d fallen for the villain, one of the only things he despised most in the world.

“I have something to ask.” Came the robotic voice. Although the mask, he could see the curiousness in her eyes as she came closer, placing a hand on his chest as she looked into the whites of his mask.

“If it’s my identity, its a little straight forward don’t you think?”

Chuckling, Jason shook his head. “Theres a Gala this Saturday, i’m ruining solo but I was wondering if you’d join me?” Jason was thankful that the modulator disguised the nervousness in his voice because he’s sure of she’d heard, she’d laugh and turn him down.

“The Wayne masquerade Ball?” She purred, coming closer to his face and the faintest sound of his breathing could be heard which she smirked at, enjoying the effect she had on him.

“That’s the one.”

“Oh, all the rich folks to steal from.” She thought aloud, pulling away and tapping a gloved finger against her chin as though deep in thought. Jason saw through the playfulness in her voice, well at least he hoped she was joking.

“No, just you and me outside the costumes.” He corrected, earning another giggle, but this one sounding more real than the last.

“Fine, i’ll be the one in red.” She whispered, pulling away with his gun in her hand. “Sorry Hood, can’t have the other suspecting something going on here can we?” The smile was wiped of her face as she pulled the trigger, one bullet grazing his leg and the other aimed perfectly at the armour so that he took no damage, just pushed back from the force.

The sound of the gun clattering caught his attention as well as the retreating steps, he saw her spin around with a wink before she leaped from the building, free falling until she was able to catch herself with her grapple hook.

Jason watched with confusion until the pieces fell in place. His brothers and Father came running towards him, all asking if he was ok, to which he mumbled how he was fine, never taking his eyes of from where Jaguar had jumped.

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The night of the Gala came quicker than Jason would’ve liked. He was excited to spend the night without the helmet, but now he was Jason Todd, the undead ward of Bruce Wayne who came back from faking his own death-and oh did the media eat that one up- this wasn’t like he could act behind a mask, well he did have one on, this was a masquerade ball after all, but it was different.

But here he stood at the bottom of the grand stairs, eyeing ever girl in a red dress, looking for her. Bruce was speaking with some businessmen, already had abandoned his mask. Tim was with the Young Justice, speaking to his fellow team mates. Damian was similar, speaking with the Teen Titans and finally, Dick was standing with Barbra, dancing in the centre of the crowd.

Sadly for Jason, Dick caught his eye and pardoned himself, walking towards the stairs and standing beside his brother. “What? Don’t tell me she bailed.” He asked sympathetically, rubbing Jasons shoulder. The thought had occurred to him, but she wouldn’t. She said she’d be here and Jason just had to believe that.

Shuddering of Dick’s hand Jason shook his head, eyebrows drawn together. “No, she said she’d be here. Probably just fashionably late or something.” He assured, only he wasn’t sure who he was assuring.

In that moment after he finished speaking, it was like everyone had gone silent. They hadn’t, it was just his attention was on her. She had a silky dress that was a dark red, much like his suit. The dress had a slit up the right thigh and she wore a black lace mask that pointed at the edges. Her lips were a bright red and her eyeshadow a dark colour, making her [E/C] eyes stand out. Her [H/C] hair was straight falling at the side of her face.

“Tell me you did not.” Dick groaned, looking in the direction his brother was.

“Do what?” Jason asked, eyes never leaving as she walked towards Alfred who was holding a tray of champaign. Siping it slowly as she turned in his directing, sending a small smirk and a wink his way before turning away, taking another sip.

“Please don’t tell me you brought her.” He cringed, watching the way his brother looked at her.

“She harmless!” Defended Jason, raising his hands and cocking his eyebrows.

“She shot you. Twice.” Dick deadpanned, crossing his arms over his chest as Jaguar continued her way, taking things like watches and wallets with her.

“It was an honest mistake.” Jasons attempts at persuading his brother were horrible, but he didn’t care. Instead he pushed passed him and made his way towards you, only to be tugged back.

“Just stay safe little wing.” Dick worried, in return Jason gave a nod and carried on walking only to be tugged back again, “Oh and use protection.” He winked, letting go of his brother and walking past Jason who was stuck in place.

Red faced, Jason shifted through the crowd of people, ignoring those trying to talk to him and instead he placed a hand on her hip, twisting her around and pulling her fully onto the dance floor.

“You were late?” He murmured, looking down on her as they swayed to the music.

“What? You think it takes 10 minutes to look this good?” She asked, perfect eyebrow raised as if to prove a point, in return Jason shook his head, chuckle escaping his lips.

“You really are something huh Jaguar?”

“[Y/N], But you can only call me that for tonight.”

With that being said, the two danced, drank and stayed clear of the batfamily who were lurking in every corner. The night was full of laughs, drinks, mischievous pranks and even a few cheek kisses here and there. That night was one of the greatest for both Jason Todd and [Y/N] Kyle.

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~~~Authors note~~~

Kinda wanna do a part two, may be something I do. :)

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Long time no see

Summary: After four years, the youngest titan meets the ‘titans 2.0′ in a fight against an intergalactic demon, what a reunion.

Titans x Blind!F!Reader

Warnings: Curse words, blindness?

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Four years ago the titans dissembled, each person going their own separate ways. Donna became an artist in photography meanwhile doing good as herself, rather than Wonder Girl. Dawn and Hank were still beating up criminals in bird costumes, but the two had now discovered a love for one another. Dick went and became a detective in Detroit, leaving Robin and Bruce Wayne in the past. Finally [Y/N] had gone on the down low, she had finished school at top of her classes, was taking lessons in law and had changed a lot. For starters the car accident that took away her mother- forcing her to live full time with her father- did not however only leave her with one parting gift but another. From that day forward [Y/N] was blind. She’d been trained by her father-Green Arrow- before hand, so she had skills of how to navigate without sense, but this was different. Everything had been flipped around but she made it work, now she was a hero know as [S/H/N].

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It was a Cold day in Star City, the clouds were dark and large, filling the sky with dull greys and blacks. Rain water dripped from surrounding buildings and puddled on the ground, catching unaware citizens to step in and wet their shoes, and unfortunately [Y/N] was one of them.

“Oh C’mon!” She groaned, feeling the material of her sock already beginning to squelch as she walked away, now [Y/N] may be blind, but usually she still was very aware of her surroundings, so you may be thinking ‘what happened?’. If not i’m going to tell you anyway. On the way from their university, [Y/N] had received a phone call from an unknown number- or so her phone said. Unfortunately, it was whilst she was leaving so she blankly ignored it. However when they’d finally got around to listening to the voicemail, the last thing [Y/N] expected was a distressed Donna on the other side, cursing about some intergalactic demon? Now [Y/N] has heard a few crazy things in her time, but this sure was something.

Now question ran through her mind. Does she go? How did they even get into a situation with a demon? Finally, why were they calling her? There were many other people Donna could’ve called, yet she chose the youngest of their old team, was it that bad? Other things plagued [Y/N]’s mind, she now had a career that could really help her future, but was it all worth it if the world got destroyed? Thinking back on it there really wasn’t a choice, so [Y/N] went home, explaining to Oliver why she was going to Ohio, which let me tell you, wasn’t easy.

After multiple promises on how she’ll be ok and safe, [Y/N] was on the Queens private jet to Ohio, awaiting the next few hours. She sat comfortably in the leather chairs with the silver case containing her new and improved suit. A backpack also laid by their feet containing [W\O\C]. Nerves crawled over her skin as she thought of the million things that could go wrong. Firstly, if this was as bad as it sounded, they could die. Secondly, she could get lectured by her old teammates, people who she wasn’t really expecting to see ever again.

The ride was quick from the nap she’d took on the way, and now [Y/N] was here, red suit on and weapon in hand, thanking the pilot, who had been hired by Oliver very specifically for missions like these, and walked through the forest. Winds howled and trees were collapsing in on each other, if you thought this was straight from a horror film, then the house was so much worse. It was ran down, paint peeling and windows barricaded. Around the perimeter was a barricade that radiated an energy that [Y/N] could sense, thanks to the extra training she had put in. They couldn’t hear anyone and a feeling in her gut told her she was to late, but there had been many times that’d happened to them, she weren’t about to let it happen again. So upon impulse, the hero ran into the shield and went straight through.

At first it was a tingling feeling in their fingers that then spread through their arms, chest, crawling down to their legs. It then began to squeeze, like the time she had attempted to wear a full leather suit for a halloween costume, and that did not feel good. [Y/N] wasn't too sure what was going on, but knew not to stress or panic, so taking deep breathes she walked forward, it was like she was truly walking in blindly. Their sense had been dulled to the point that everything was silent, which made no sense since the wind was so strong only moments ago.

She walked for a few minutes before their senses regained and the first thing she felt was that she had stubbed her toe on the wood of the decking. “Fuck,” She whispered, fighting the urge to hop up and down, and instead she walked up the stairs, carefully budging the not stubbed foot to test for any more stair until they’d reached the top of the stairs. Now her senses were back, she could sense the house easier, smell the moss and vegetation that was over growing, hear the flock of birds squawking in the distance and taste the bitterness of the air.

But most importantly, she heard the cries of a young girl. She was begging and panicked, whatever was going on defiantly wasn’t a normal conversation, so [Y/N] did what a normal person would do, booting the door down. They could feel the power radiating from the room, it was like everything got even darker somehow. Everything went silent and [Y/N] listened to the breathing, some familiar and some not.She estimated seven or eight people but something told her the odds were again [S/H/N] this time.

“What? Did I miss the party?” She smirked. A low chuckle echoed throughout the room causing shivers to run down her back and the hairs on her arms to stand.

“Take her down with the boy.” He mumbled, instantly three pairs of feet came towards her and let me tell you, they were very heavy footed against the old creaking floor boards. Quickly [Y/N] sprung into action, grabbing the hands of her previous teammates and judo flipped one, kicking out the ankles of another and punching someone in the nose to a point it cracked and [Y/N] internally cringed at the sound. From across the room someone was getting their ass handed to them and the screams for them to stop echoed from the walls.

“Oh am I glad I didn’t tell Oliver about the intergalactic demon part.” [Y/N] mumbled, blocking another punch and moving out the way of a kick. It took a while for [S/H/N] to learn the skills to the point she was better than any average fighter, now she relied on everything around them, mainly her senses. What they didn't warn her about was the person running up behind her, shoving her to the ground roughly. “Oh this is gonna a hurt in the morning.” She breathed out before being booted in the stomach and head multiple times. [Y/N] knew she no doubt looked like a fish on land as she wriggled around to block her face, but she didn't care as the moment because as she did the pain dulled in her face drastically.

“Dick, please listen to me” A female cried, the girl was young, most likely inexperienced too judging by [Y/N], but that didn’t matter, what did was that after having nothing to do with this at all, she was the one being beat up whilst Dick who seemed to just be standing their was perfect fine. “Back in Detroit, remember, just you and me and I found you and I asked you for your help and you said yes. You said you would. You said you would. You promised. You promised.” She sobbed. More questions ran through her mind despite the current situation, like had Dick adopted a child? and why was he in Detroit?

The girl continued with her speech, but with more words said, the more the world grew quiet. Her mind was slowing, unable to think properly and keep up. Before she knew it, she fell into a dream like state.

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When [Y/N] woke up, everything was quiet. She tried to move and remember what happened, but unfortunately she was left with a painful reminder. Her ribs ached and she just knew her body was bruised all over. Cursing, she grabbed a near by chair for support and stood up. Outside she could hear people asking if a Rachel was ok? Whoever that was, but what [Y/N] was wondering if she was ok and apparently she was the only one wondering so.

“Rachel are you ok?” The all familiar voice of Dawn rang out, oh how she missed the bird lady.

“Yeah, i’m good.” She heaved out. So Rachel was the girl from earlier, glad to have a name to a voice. The people outside continued discussing if everyone was ok and due to most likely multiple hits to her head- or so she was blaming it for- [Y/N] walked out, instantly feeling the attention turning to her.

“Oh, erm... sorry about your door?” Silence. It was so awkward and for what? Oh wait, that's right, they don't know.

“Who’s the hot chick?” Someone new asked, it was hard, hearing all these people talk and having no idea who’s who.

“No idea.” Dick answered back quietly, and she could just imagine him raising an eyebrow at her like he used to.

“She helped us, pretty rad skills to.” Another boy answered, sounding more childlike than the last.

“Well I was trained by the JLA, kinda gained it.” She smirked, “Besides, has it really been that long?” Waiting for someone to understand took a hurtful moment, and then it hit Donna like a pile of bricks.

“Oh my God, [Y/N/N]?.”

“The one and only, I hope. I mean If Intergalactic Demons exist who’s to say there isn't another me?” She chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.

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A\N: What do you think? please let me know any ideas or if I should may be do a part two?

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