"I know who you are" I whisper and he freezes. I could hear a soft but nervous chuckle come from his lips. "No you don't." he says ... He spun around and had me pinned against the wall, he was so close that I could see his light blue eyes through his domino mask. He radiated nothing but intimidation and power in his features but I could see past that. In his eyes, he was a whirlpool of fear, worry, and guilt as he stared intensely at my lips before looking into my eyes "...Are you going to tell anyone?" He questioned stiffly "No" I answer simply, honestly, only looking into his eyes everything else was irrelevant to us as he leaned closer [Tim Drake love story] ((Does not follow DC plots))

Things are going well for Dick. He's moved out of the manor into his own penthouse, landed himself his dream job as a rookie detective with the Gotham police force, and is spending his nights saving the people of his city as Nightwing. He feels like his entire life is on track, and he's only nineteen. Sweet, right? In fact, things are going so well that he really should have expected them to go wrong. Things are not going well for Jack. Even prison, it seems, can't keep his enemies away. And when the man hunting his is so much more powerful than he thought, who can he trust? Not the Joker, with whom he's forged a temporary alliance. And definitely not Nightwing, who Jack had an instrumental role in kidnapping and extorting. But trust often gets thrown out the window in favour of survival. And when powerful enemies, even deadlier out-of-control powers, and mutant teenagers start popping up around every corner, survival is suddenly a lot more complicated. Dick/male oc Jason/male oc/male oc DISCLAIMER: this is a work of fanfiction, I do not own any DC character or plot events. This book will contain topics such as blood, gore, death, torture, lgbt content, mental health issues, and other topics that warrant caution. Please be aware.

Everyone knows the story of the second Robin, the one who met his end at the hands of the Joker and a crowbar. Little do they know, that is just where his story begins...

Robin, the Batman's partner. Best fighter in the world. Who is he? Not even the worlds greatest detective can figure that out. It's a mystery that nobody can solve but the boy himself. He's the best there is. Ask anyone. But he's always ten steps ahead of everyone. So don't make him mad.

After Accidentally Killing The Joker, Y/n Is Forced To Deal With The Consequences That come With Killing The Clown Prince Of Crime. From The Heroes To The Villains, All Want Him, Dead Or Alive. Survival is the game and a game over is not allowed. stay tuned.

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So... this is a story about Renegade, Dick Grayson. He was never adobted by Bruce Wayne and blah blah blah. If you are reading this it is most probably because you are searching for stories about Renegade. So you already know the topic. Well this is your lucky day then cause here's a story about Renegade AND I have to tell you that I am SO NOT WRITING the whole circus and falling thing because c'mon, everyone knows it anyways. I just don't feel like writing that 'Mami! Tati!' thing all over again. I have to add that I do not own the characters but do I have to really add it? I mean it's DC we are talking about. Best rankings: #1 Leaugeofshadows #1 Renegade #1 Graysonofgotham #1 Talon #1 Courtofowls #1 Deathshot #1 Deathstroke #1 Nightwing #1 Aqualad #1 Missmartian #1 Sladewilson #1 Harleyquinn #1 Redarrow #3 Artemis #3 Suicidesquad #5 Dccomics #7 Youngjustice #12 Robin #13 Dickgrayson

Damian Wayne has always been a loner. Raised by Ra's Al Ghul didn't set him up well for the real world. That was all true until he moved in with Batman and discovered that there was more to life. Including what it meant to be part of a real family. And then there's the other thing...something he vowed never to tell Batman unless he had to. By the looks of things he can't keep this secret for much longer now that she's in Gotham of all places. Main Characters Damian - 10 years Haden - 10 years Tim - 12 years Jason - 15 years Dick - 17 years Bruce Alfred

The Justice League thinks that Batman organized the Flying Grayson's death and is blackmailing Dick with the circus's safety in order to make him his sidekick.

Emily (Em) was the youngest Grayson. She wasn't a part of her families circus act but Emily was still as, or even more, flexible and stable as the rest of her family. The four of them were super close, if you saw one you usually saw them all. Until that one fateful fucking day. *ON HOLD* •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• "I'm not his fucking sidekick!" "Well, I'm not the one wearing the Robin suit so..." - "God, swallow your ego for a second and just admit you fucked up!" - "Jason, something's wrong with me..." "You'll be alright, I promise." •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Contains: - Cursing - Spoilers - Gore - Mentions Of Death - NSFW - Smoking - Drinking - PTSD •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• I DO NOT OWN TITANS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OTHER THAN EMILY, THE CREDITS GO OUT TO THE WRITERS AND PRODUCERS •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• This is also sort of a slow burn fanfic, so if you're not into that *shrugs*