Dear person I want back,

I miss you and him so much. I sometimes wonder how I’m able to get through a day without thinking about you two.

… I’ll visit you two soon and fix your graves up.

Love,

Robin.

Dear person I had a crush on,

… I’m sorry.

Love,

Robin

Dear Slade Wilson,

Leave my friends and I alone and also know that while I worked with you numerous times in the past to stop greater threats I will never consider you an ally or friend.

I will stop you someday.

You can count on that.

Sincerely,

Robin.

Dear Babs,

Despite all the teasing we give another I do want you to know you’re one of the best friends the world has to offer.

I’m sorry I haven’t been around much. I’ve had… a lot on my plate these days… and I tend to get easily distracted by case files and Slade.

I just wanted to let you know my door is always open in case you need someone. You have my number also.

Take care of yourself and your dad. You both are wonderful people and I wish I could see you both more in Gotham.

Love,

Dick.

Dear Cereal,

Don’t ever change.

You are loved.

Love,

Robin.

Dear Slade,

I’m not even going to think you’re worth deserving a letter for me. No amount of words or paper can describe how much I hate you and I’m not about to try and waste it.

Sincerely,

Robin

Dear KF,

Thank you for staying with me last night. You’re actually passed out asleep on my couch right now, I can see you, so I’ll probably just slip this into your pocket while you sleep.

Also, idiot, next time I fall asleep after cereal you could’ve laid me in bed instead of just letting me sleep on you. I honestly thought you left after I got up to shower but there you are… passed out on my couch… muttering nonsense about bananas and purple ice cream under your breath.

I’m sorely tempted to draw on your face.

Anyways I just want you to know that you’ve been such a great supporter in my life. You’re the only person I told about me going back to school and the only person who has, so far, been in my apartment to help me out.

Our conversation in private was one I never thought we’d have and it put a lot of things at ease. Although you do need to still work on that whole ‘possessive’ and growling thing you do whenever I’m talking to someone else. But we’ll work that out eventually or just let it slide since we both have a tendency to latch onto the other in times of need.

I’m going to stop writing now. Simply because I probably need some more sleep as well and I need to move you off the couch so you don’t get cold or fall off it in your sleep also. I don’t need you hurting yourself.

Love,

Robin.

p.s. I forgot the couch was a pull-out bed so I’m leaving you there. The blankets I put on you should keep you warm but if you’re still cold come and find me. I’ll get you new covers or something.

p.s.s. If you wake me up by slapping me in the face with a pillow demanding breakfast I will hurt you.

{ I’m going to use darkmeditation and her Raven for this since that’s the one I interact with the most. If you want me to do another / more general one then send me another ask. :u }

Dear Raven,

I’m sure you noticed my absence from the Tower these past few weeks. I’m going to be up front about this even if it ends up messing things up between us. You’ve been inside my head and know me better than anyone, you’ve seen the horrors he had done to me, and yet everyone encouraged you to do it. 

Raven, how can I call you family if you never once came to me at first and asked me what I thought? If you had sat me down and just explained it, if you had just come to me once, I may have been more open to this. But no, you did it behind my back and I had to constantly deal with Anons asking me about how much I hated you for what you did. I don’t. I don’t hate you, Raven, I never could. I just have always felt … betrayed.

How can I trust you after all this? You know how hard it is for me to open up and tell you about my past…about the Gotham villains and what different methods of torture they had used on me. You were the first Titan, not including the four I knew beforehand, that I broke down in front of and cried to when I told you about Jasons funeral and the pain he had suffered beforehand.

Last night when I called you sister I still didn’t feel the way I use to. I felt numb, even as we hugged, because all I could think of was wanting to get away from you. I don’t want to be the bad guy in this, Raven, because I see how supportive KF and the others are of you… even Bruce… and maybe I’m just a close-minded fool for not jumping aboard with them all and giving my thumbs up and whoop-dee-doo approval.

I can tell you like him and I’m happy for you. I’m happy you found someone who will support you. I’m happy that you’re happy. I’m happy he’s no longer a villain and striving for good things, I’m happy you changed him, and I’m also happy to see you having a chance at a semi-normal life.

… But I can’t be around you despite that. Maybe I am the bad guy but I’m sorry. Seeing you brings back the thought of Jasons burnt corpse, brings back the bullet lodged into my stomach, it brings back every memory and painful reminder he gave me.

I’ve been contemplating taking a break from the Titans, the team, and taking a few weeks or months to relax and go solo for awhile. I’ve already left the Tower, I have my own place now, and maybe someday we can meet another for coffee or something. Until then, though, don’t come after me — don’t follow me — just be happy. You deserve it and I’m proud of how much you’ve grown over the years. Please don’t think badly of me for this decision, Raven, but until I can get over those fears and seeing those images in my head whenever you’re around I can’t be there with you. It’s for the best for the both of us.

Love,

Sincerely,

Robin.

Dear Best Friend,

… No, screw it.

Dear KF,

We seem to be writing to another a lot despite us always being beside another. I think we’ve pretty much covered in various letters how much we have in common, ways we respect the other, and various adventures. So, instead of that, I’m going to switch it up a bit.

Do y’wanna go do something sometime soon? After Christmas, of course, but I figured you still owed me that day out you promised and I did promise to do it with you. A day without the mask and just being Dick Grayson and Wally West would be nice.

Also if you’re going to sleep beside me tonight please know I will kick you out of my bed if you tickle me in your sleep again.

Love,

Robin.