(A/N)- Hello faithful readers!

In the effort to spread some more love around to my plethora of Teen Titans ships (and because the anons on my Tumblr are hideously thirsty shippers), I wound up writing quite a few short little ship-fics to sate their and my appetite. This collection is where they're gonna go, along with any other little date ideas that pop into my head.

Ships are mostly toon-canon or comic-canon, with some exceptions. The only requirement for inclusion in this collection is that the couple (or couples) have to be getting ready for, coming back from, or currently on a date. T-rating is for the occasional implied hanky-panky.

I do hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Knowing me and my thirsty shipper ways, Teen Titans would probably look a lot different in my hands. Thank your action gods I wasn't in charge eh?

Stunning

"Do I gotta wear a dress?" complained Pantha.

"Couldn't find a pantsuit in your size on short notice, 'm afraid," Argent told her apologetically. "But I found a dress I think will suit you." She sidled a teasing glance the other girl's way. "Red Star'll like it too," she said.

Pantha mumbled something under her breath, hunkering down into her shoulders with a blush. "Fine. But if it's pink I'm running the other way."

"I wouldn't dream of putting you in pink, love," Argent reassured her.

-TT-

"Not to rush y'all, but the bus is leaving in three minutes," Herald said, twirling his horn idly as he stood next to the open portal.

"Argent said they'd be right out," Hot Spot replied. He glanced at his watch and sighed. "'course that's a relative term when it comes to her," he grumbled.

A light "Ahem!" came from the doorway.

"Oh hey, you're here," said Hot Spot cheerfully, his irritation melting away in an instant. "New dress?" he guessed.

She grinned and struck a pose like a model. "You like?"

He looked her up and down, appreciating the slinky red number she'd chosen for the event. "Suits you," he told her.

Red Star, meanwhile, was staring open-mouthed at Pantha. The girl wore a short black dress–nothing fancy, but it hugged her curves perfectly and showed off her long, stocky legs. Argent had paired the dress with some close-fitting calf-length boots and tied Pantha's hair back in a loose ponytail. The overall effect was, in his opinion, stunning.

Pantha smirked at his continued staring. "Don't hurt yourself, Tiger," she quipped.

The Russian shook himself out of his stupor. "My apologies," he said. "I am not used to seeing you in such… attire."

"Blame Argent. She's the one who thought you'd like it."

He paid a glance towards her, already tucked under Hot Spot's arm and heading for the portal opening with him.

"She was correct," he murmured softly.

(A/N)- This one is a bit short, I admit. Others will be longer, I promise.