Dick/Kory Week 2026

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They met, and it was… kinda random.

‎Dick was being his usual self: serious, determined, careful about everything, while Kory was loud and reckless. It shouldn’t have worked. But it did. Their first kiss was awkward as hell, she kissed him to learn English, of all things. Who would’ve thought that would become the start of something neither of them fully understood yet, but both felt deep in their gut?

‎After that, they started dating. And man, they laughed a lot, fought sometimes but they understood each other in a way nobody else did. Dick loved how happy and bubbly Kory was, how she lit up every room she walked into. Kory loved that Dick wasn’t afraid of anything. He was so confident, tough, brave and intelligent and how he was always eager to teach her so many things about Earth, Emotional and Positive met Serious and Logical and Together, they just… fit. Like they filled in the parts the other was missing.

When Dick finally decided to become Nightwing, to step out from under Batman’s shadow, Kory was there every step of the way. She believed in him when nobody else did. She encouraged him to become a better hero and a better person than Bruce ever was. That first Nightwing suit wasn’t just spandex. It was him finally becoming his own man, and she was right there as his biggest cheerleader.

After a decade of dating, They got married. Twice. First on Earth, surrounded by everyone they knew: civilians, heroes, coworkers they knew. Bruce paid for the whole thing. A mountaintop wedding at sunrise with a paradise view. He even covered the honeymoon in the Bahamas. Dick tried to refuse out of pride, but Kory talked him into it. “He just wants to be a dad,” she told him. “Like he’s giving you his blessing before finally letting you go.” Then they did it again on Tamaran, beneath its ten suns, with her parents blessing them. Blackfire, claiming she had “changed,” showed up uninvited. Both Dick and Kory instantly tensed, slipping into superhero mode, expecting her to ruin everything. But surprisingly, she didn’t. She just stood there smirking, calm as ever, basically approving because it meant she got the throne to herself while Kory went off to live happily on Earth with Dick. But jokes was on her because Ryand'r, Kory's brother was there. Two weddings. One love. It was everything.

Then Mar’i came along. A little ball of chaos and joy. She had Dick’s hair, Kory’s bright green eyes with pupils, and tan skin. The perfect mix of both of them. Personality-wise too: emotional like her mom, confident like her dad. Whenever she played with Lian, Iris, and Jai, she was always the one taking charge and coming up with new game ideas. She got nominated for class president practically every year. Kory used to joke that she definitely inherited Dick’s natural-born leader DNA. The house finally felt completed.

Five years later, Jake was born. He had Dick’s hair and Kory’s eyes too, but he was different from Mar’i. Quieter. Polite. Where Mar’i was blunt and felt everything loudly, Jake was calmer and more reserved. And just like that, their home was filled with another phase of smelly diapers and loud but adorable crying all night long. They raised both of them with so much love. They taught them what being a hero meant and tried to protect them from all the ugly parts of the world. They were good parents Really the most loving parents. Not perfect, though. They were also ridiculously attractive and Jake and Mar’i constantly got compliments from classmates asking for autographs from their parents. And Mar'i and Jake were each other's bestfriends always having each other's backs no matter what. Every day felt fun and happy.

But time never stops. Mar’i grew up and left for college. Then it was just Kory, Dick, and Jake now in the house. Jake took it hard. He missed having his sister around. Sometimes he’d stare at her bedroom door, the same door he used to knock on whenever he got bullied or just needed someone to talk to. He always went to Mar’i first instead of their parents. She was his protector. Like that time during one of Mar’i’s exams when someone told her Jake was outside getting choked by a bully on the field. She immediately got up, walked out of the test, and sprinted outside. She found the bully lifting Jake by the neck. Without hesitation, she rushed forward and broke the kid’s arm. He wore a cast for months afterward and never bothered Jake again. Mar’i got suspended. She didn’t care. Or when Jake got his first pimples and cried on her shoulder about it. Jake missed all of that. Still, he smiled when Mar’i promised she’d call all the time and come home on weekends. And she did. But Mar’i wouldn’t be the only one leaving home.

Jake grew up too and moved out a few years later. Suddenly, it was just the two of them, just like before they had kids. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Still full of memories, though. It hurt not having them around anymore, but my, they were proud. Proud to see them grow into independent adults. Into the man and woman they always knew they could become. They spent every day together again. Sometimes they’d joke that at least now they could have sex without needing to keep quiet so the kids wouldn’t hear them, just to make themselves feel a little less sad.

A decade passed. Mar’i married Damian Wayne. Dick hated it at first, of course he did, but eventually he came around. It helped that Damian hadn’t grown up with Bruce and had only met him as an adult. Jake married Lian Harper. And through it all, Dick and Kory were still there. Still together. Still holding hands. They grew old. Slower. Weaker. But they still laughed. Still teased each other. Grandkids ran through the house three times a week, bringing back the same chaos Mar’i and Jake once had. Dick read them bedtime stories. Kory taught them Tamaranean traditions. They took the kids out on mall trips and spoiled them the same way they once spoiled Mar’i and Jake.

And then time did what it always does. They got older. Sicker. Mar’i and Jake tried everything they could to keep them around longer, but there’s a time for everything. Even for saying goodbye. And in the end, they went together. Hand in hand. Just like always, until their final breath.

A few years later, their children and grandchildren would visit their graves, right beside Mary and John Grayson’s. They’d cry and remember everything. And you could still see it. Dick and Kory’s story never truly ended. It lived on in Mar’i and Damian. In Jake and Lian. In their grandkids. In everyone who remembered them. The Love Story of Earth’s Son and Tamaran’s Princess.

Role reversal (another reinterpretation) which will have to be a wrap for my entries for @dickkoryweek2026

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Just a normal day at the Grayson Household.

Mari’s on the floor painting her toenails. Jake’s spread out Legos everywhere, trying to build another whole city. Dick and Kory are both cuddling in the couch watching the news.

‎Then Dick remembers something he and Kory talked about awhile ago. "Hey buddies! you guys wanna go on vacation?"

‎"Yes!" Jake drops a lego then runs towards his mom and dad.

‎"Of course, Papa!" Mar’i grins flashing her missing front teeth..

‎Dick scoops Jake up into his lap. Kory pats her own. "Come here, Mar’i."

‎Mar’i puts her nail polish down and climbs up. "So," Kory says, "your dad and I decided to do something different this time."

‎"How so, Mama?"

‎"You two get to pick where we go this year."

‎"That’s so cool!" Jake shouts.

‎Dick’s smiling. "So… you got any place in mind?"

‎Jake and Mar’i look at each other at the same time. That close sibling thing. Then they both light up.

‎"Yes! We’ve talked about it before. We wanna go to Mama’s birth planet Tamaran!"

‎Everything just… stops.

‎Kory and Dick both freeze. Everyone could hear the fridge humming.

‎Kory clears her throat. “I’m sorry, my darlings… but we can’t go there.” She glances at Dick. "Dick…"

‎"Why can’t we?" Mar’i’s voice goes small.

‎"Yeah, what’s wrong with it, Mama? You always tell us wonderful stories about your planet! The talking horses and the flying dolphins and the ten moons and a hundred suns! I wanna see it!" Jake’s eyes are huge.

‎Mar’i nods fast. "Yeah! and We’re the heirs of Tamaran! We should see our kingdom!"

‎Kory gives them a little laugh, before it dies quick. "There was a war," she says. Her voice trying to be steady.

‎Both Jake and Mar'i go still.

‎"A long time ago before you were born… before I came to Earth… Tamaran was destroyed."

‎"Destroyed… like gone or just a messy place now?” Jake asks. He sounds confused and like he’s trying to make the first not true.

‎Mar’i’s frickles started glowing "Just like what happened to Uncle Clark’s planet?"

‎Dick looks at them sadly

‎Kory’s eyes soften. "Yes… just like Krypton."

‎Jake looks down. "Oh…"

‎Mar’i slides off Kory’s lap real slow, like she doesn’t know where she’s supposed to be.

‎"I’m sorry, Mama…" Jake’s voice cracks and looks down. "We didn’t mean to make you remember it."

‎Mar’i’s eyes get shiny, tears starting to show up. “We didn’t know…”

‎And then they’re both crying. Not loud kid crying. The quiet kind that hurts worse, because they’re sad that they made her sad.

‎Kory grabs them both, pulls them in tight. "Oh no, my sweet ones… no, no. You didn’t do anything wrong," she’s whispering into their hair.

‎Dick’s right there too, one hand on Jake’s back, the other on Mar’i’s shoulder. "Hey, hey… it’s okay. It’s not Mama’s fault. It’s not your fault either, you hear me? It's The bad guys, okay?"

‎Kory’s stroking their hair. "Oh, bumgorfs… don’t be sad. You know, sometimes bad things happen… but good things can still come from what’s left."

‎"Really, Mama?" Mar’i whispers.

‎"Yes," Kory says. “Even though I lost my home… I found a new one on Earth. I met its most handsome human and married him." She looks at Dick and winks.

‎Dick huffs a laugh.

‎Kory looks back at the kids, real soft. "And then we had you." She tickles Mar’i’s side, then Jake’s, and they squirm and let out these little wet giggles through the tears.

‎"You’re my family," she tells them, holding them close. "My home isn’t a place anymore… it’s right here."

‎Dick and Kory both wipe at their own eyes and just hold the kids tighter.

‎"Thank you, Mama… you’re right," Jake mumbles.

‎"So even though we can’t go to Tamaran," Kory says gently, “it still lives in our hearts… in the stories I tell you but we can’t stay sad about it forever. So where do you want to go instead?"

‎"Okay Mama."

‎Both Jake and Mar'i stared at each other again before speaking up again.

‎"Haly’s Circus."

‎Dick blinks. Didn’t expect that.

‎Jake nods. "Yeah! It’s Papa’s childhood place."

‎Mar’i looks up at him. "Papa, take us there. If we can’t go to Mama’s planet, maybe we can go to where you grew up as a baby!."

‎Dick smiled, remembering all the bedtime stories he’d told them about his childhood in Bludhaven, the monkeys, his favorite Elephant Zitka, the trapeze, the games, the way every part of that place smelled popcorn and fireworks. How had he not thought of taking his kids there?

‎"Of course," he said, and his voice was warm. "I should’ve thought of it sooner. You two are gonna love it there."

‎"Yes!!!" Jake and Mar'i both yell, and just like that the room feels lighter again.

‎Then Jake pipes up. "Papa after that, we wanna visit our grandparents' graves."

‎Dick goes quiet.

‎Like, really quiet. The air in the room feels like it changed again.

‎Kory’s hand is on his arm immediately. "Dick…"

‎"Papa?" Jake’s face falls. "Did I say something that made you sad too?"

‎Dick blinks hard and forces a smile. "No, no,” he says, shaking his head. "You didn’t say anything sad, buddy."

‎He runs a hand through Jake’s hair and squeezes Mar'i"s shoulder. "I think… that’s a very good thing to want,” he says. "I’d be happy to take you to see Mom and Dad."

‎It just hits him then how their kids don’t just want to go places. They want to know where they came from. Want to step into those memories.

'Good morning' for @dickkoryweek2026

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Dick Grayson had always been a man of patience and bravery, always on his feet, ready to take on any challenge, literally. As an Acrobat, orphan, hero, police officer, boyfriend, husband, dad… he had done it all. But today, he was standing in the kitchen just in his boxers, trying to get 5-year-old Mar’i and 3-year-old Jake to eat breakfast without the house turning into chaos.

‎"Come on, guys, cereal doesn’t need to be eaten like it’s a race," Dick said, pouring more milk into their bowls after both kids spilled theirs while attempting a speed-eating contest. Jake’s mouth was stuffed with cereal that was falling down trying to munch it all at once, while Mar’i watched him, laughing hard. He looked like a greedy little hamster, stuffing food into his pouch cheeks before knocking a spoon onto the floor.

‎Dick sighed and bent down to pick it up. He hadn’t minded staying home at first. Kory had asked, no, begged gently if she could work while he took care of the kids. She travels all over the world as an A-list supermodel, and she suggested "doing the one making of the money" as she said because her salary as a well known supermodel was ten times higher than his as a police officer. He agreed, thinking, "I can handle this". How hard can it be?

‎After 1 year of laundry, diaper changes, cooking, and all the house errands to himself and missing Kory while she went on modeling trips, he started to wonder if it was right for him to be a stay-at-home dad, not because he doesn't want to take care of his own kids, no, definitely not that, but because he felt like it should have been the other way arou-

‎Breaking his thoughts was the sound of a knock at the door, only for it to get worse when he saw it was Mrs. Hammington, their old neighbor, she was only one of the few people who know who they are, She was always nice and friendly around Kory, but he noticed that for some reason she keep giving him a bad look whenever she caught him outside or leaving the house with Jake and Mar’i to take them for a stroll or run errands. The nosy old woman’s eyes narrowed as soon as he opened the door, while Jake and Mar’i ran around the living room, making a mess.

‎She probably stopped by to inform Dick about an HOA meeting coming up this week, since she’s the president of their community.. but she's really far too nosy to stick to just that.

"Good afternoon Mr. Grayson."

"Hi, Good afternoon. What brings you here?" Dick cheerfully said.

The old woman paused, looked at him intently that made Dick uncomfortable before opening her mouth again. " Every man in my family are good providers, they take good care of their wives. My husband is retired now, but he gives me his whole pension every month."

"That's great to hear." Dick smiled. Happy for her.

‎"Grayson," she said, her voice sharp. "Aren’t you… supposed to be working out there? I don't see you having any job."

‎Dick froze mid-lunge, then heard Jake screaming, pretending to be a rocket, trying to slam his mini kid's car that he is now riding into the table. He caught his son just before he crashed into it. "Uh…" He stumbled for words.

‎Mrs. Hammington gave him a judgmental look. "I just don’t understand. Why is your wife the only one working hard to support the family while you… just stay here in the house all day?"

‎Dick’s jaw dropped.

‎"You’re the man in this house, yet she’s the one who has to work hard all day to make ends meet while you’re just ‘sitting pretty’ at home. I know you’re taking care of the kids, but this looks wrong. What do you think your parents would say to you if they were still here? You shouldn't treat a woman like that. "

‎"WHAT?"

‎"You heard me. Aren’t you old enough to stand up and be a man? What would people think if they find out their favorite superhero, Nightwing, is a lazy hus—"

‎"Stop!" Dick said, feeling heat rise to his face. Jake and Mar'i now got surprised by Dick's voice and they were watching quietly from the couch. He looked at them, "Mommy’s not struggling. She’s… she’s happy and amazing. And..." then turned back at Mrs. Hammington. "I’m not lazy. I… I just take care of the kids while she works. That’s my job."

‎The old woman stayed quiet, but her eyes still narrowed at him.

‎"Being a stay at home dad is not embarrassing," Dick continued, finding his courage. "It’s not a burden on Kory. It’s what we agreed on for our kids. Kory does what she’s best at, and I make sure our kids are safe, happy, and loved. In fact, if I wanted to, I could choose to work and hire a nanny, but with how dangerous and evil the world is, it’s hard for me to trust someone else with our kids. I don’t want them being secretly hurt or in danger behind our back. So I told Kory I’d quit being a police officer to watch and take care of them myself 24/7. Taking care of my kids, keeping them safe, and making sure they feel the love of their parents, is still a job, Maam"

‎Mrs. Hammington blinked, then after 10 seconds, muttered something about "modern times" and walked away.

‎Dick sighed with relief. Mar’i climbed onto his lap and hugged him. "Daddy, you’re the best," she said. Jake handed him a crayon like it was a medal.

‎Dick smiled, feeling lighter. The way his kids feel so proud and happy with him was enough to keep all the doubts disappear. Seeing the kids’ smiles made it worth it.

‎Later that night, when Kory returned from a long flight, she found Dick asleep on their bed with Jake curled up on his chest and Mar’i tucked under his arm. She gently kissed his forehead.

‎"You did another day of great job, man of wonders." she whispered.

‎Dick opened one eye, realizing she was there. "Kory?"

‎Dick's eye lit up and he got up to kiss her deeply, showing how much he missed her through the kiss.

‎When they parted, both breathing heavily.

‎"We did,” he said. "And… I’m proud of us, for what we do.. for our kids.. for our family."

‎Kory smiled and hugged him close. "I’m the proud too."

‎They talked for a few more minutes about other stuff, Kory telling him how her job went this week and Dick telling him his day went and back to their arrangement.

‎"Hussh now, my love. The planet Earth can say what it wants but I know the truth. We’re a perfect team working for the best for our bumgorfs” Kory said cheerfully. She was aware about the neighbors’ judgmental looks at Dick over the months even if Dick never told her about it, not wanting to bother her about it. Kory thought about killing all of them before ultimately shrugging it off her mind.

Patrol for @dickkoryweek2026 or at least my own interpretation of the prompt

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"Robin! You came!"

"Oh, God, Star! Are you okay? Are you okay - are you hurt? Did they hurt you?"

"Robin, please, please...just kiss me. Kiss me, Robin, my love. So that I know you are not a dream..."

"Oh, Star..."

Angst for @dickkoryweek2026