Thank you so much to everyone who participated in DickKory Week 2025! Now that the event has officially ended, I just want to say how grateful we are for all the amazing creativity, and love you all shared. You all made this week special. In case anyone still wants to post late submissions , feel free to do so we’ll still happily reblog them!
Thanks again for celebrating Dick and Kory with us!💙💜
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I decided to create a post on how every Batfam member talked about Dick and Kory's relationship both in canon and elseworld stories.
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BRUCE
asked Dick how things are going between him and Kory. (Tales of the Teen Titans #50)
defended relationships between humans and aliens, pointing out several examples including Dick and Kory’s relationship. (Swamp Thing #53)
greeted Dick and Kory at Superman's funeral. (Funeral for a Friend)
(Regarding the Modern canon version of Bruce that started to get mean and xenophobic towards Kory out of nowhere, I made a post about it, you can check it here: LINK)
Was happy for Dick and Kory (Teen Titans Go! #47)
Was a supportive father in law to Kory. (Kingdom Come.)
ALFRED
Greeted Kory at the door with Jason when Kory went to Wayne Manor. (The New Teen Titans #33)
asked Dick if his son Jake ever talked about his mom Kory (Nightwing New Order #2)
JASON
was sad for Dick and Kory's strained relationship. (Redhood and the Outlaws #17)
Told Kory that Dick used to talk about her to him. (Injustice 2 videogame)
TIM
chatted with Kory about Dick. (Teen Titans and Outsiders secret files and origins)
understood how Dick fell in love with Kory. (Teen Titans #6)
talked about Dick and Kory's feelings for each other. (Teen Titans #20)
Dick then said Kory and Tim are the two people he loved the most. (Teen Titans and Outsiders secret files and origins)
DAMIAN
Supported Dick and Kory's relationship (Teen Titans: The Judas Contract)
BATWOMAN
told Kory about her future with Dick (Teen Titans #19) (unfortunately this potential future was later rewritten by editors)
Attended Dick and Kory's wedding. (Nightwing: New Order #1)
Finally, it has happened to me, right in front of my face
And I just can not hide it
02. The Yearning | In the Name of Love by Martin Garrix feat. Bebe Rexa
If I told you we could bathe in all the lights
Would you rise up, come and meet me in the sky?
Would you trust me when you're jumping from the heights?
Would you fall in the name of love?
03. Getting Together | Sweet Love by Szn4
Hear me calling out your name, I feel no shame
I'm in love, sweet love (sweet love)
Don't you ever go away, it'll always be this way
04. A Political Wedding on Tamaran | Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely by Backstreet Boys
Guilty roads to an endless love (endless love)
There's no control, are you with me now?
…
There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go
Surrender my heart, body, and soul
How can it be you're askin' me
To feel the things you never show?
05. Missing Each Other Across Space | Untouched by the Veronicas
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
06. Reunion (For Now) | Ready for the Good Times by Shakira
'Cause every day there's a war to fight
And if I win or lose - nevermind
As long as you're my shelter every night
I used to cry against a wall
But now I've got a shoulder that I can lean on
Swear to me you won't be gone
07. Grieving Makes for Drift | Don't Forsake Me by Duffy
I don't want you to go, but I can't have you here
You're just another soul that I'm making disappear
08. A Wedding for the Wrong Reasons | You in Me by KARD
So painful propane poured on top of our distrust
…
I loved you too much.
You should have been my reason to breathe,
But instead, you suffocate me
(translated from Korean)
09. Loss of Self, the Break Up | Reprobate Romance by Blacklisted Me
We're just a falling star
We're just a broken seed
And when the ocean parts,
will you wanna sink our dreams?
10. Back to Yearning | Bishop’s Knife Trick by Fall Out Boy
And I'm yours
Til the earth starts to crumble
and the heavens roll away
I'm struggling to exist with you and without you, yeah
11. Fleetingly Together When Stars Align | Stardust by Delain
Bring me to life (dreamscape into grey)
Bring me the starlight (homesick, all washed away)
Bring me the sun and moon
Release the stars tonight
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summary. koriand’r and dick grayson learn that being heroes isn’t just about saving the world. it’s about saving themselves, too.
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— by ✾ @starfires-comet
it takes time for them to realize that saving the world doesn’t mean saving themselves. koriand’r learns this first, in the hum between missions, when the stars she once called home feel impossibly far. she’s been a hero since before she was old enough to choose it. trained, crowned, exiled, reborn in fire.
tamaran’s princess turned titans’ powerhouse. she fights with a smile because she knows what it’s like to lose everything, and to still wake up determined to protect what’s left.
but on earth, the lines blur. there are photos of her in tabloids, grainy shots of her mid-flight, headlines that call her “alien beauty” or “solar goddess”. no one writes about the bruises on her arms, or the quiet way she bandages other people’s wounds before tending to her own.
and dick? dick grayson is a name that already carries history. robin, nightwing, leader, partner, detective, heir to a legacy he never asked for. he wears too many masks, too many expectations, and sometimes when he looks in the mirror, he can’t tell which version of himself he’s supposed to be.
they meet in that strange in-between: heroes who have seen too much, lovers trying to exist in a world that never slows down. their mornings don’t look like they do in the movies.
sometimes it’s quiet. kori sprawled across the couch in a t-shirt that belongs to him, scrolling through the communicator reports. dick’s half-asleep, hair sticking out in every direction, muttering something about coffee before patrol debriefs.
other mornings, it’s chaos. alarms blaring, titan alerts lighting up their phones, an argument about who last restocked the med kits. but even in the rush, there’s tenderness. her hand brushing his shoulder as she flies past. his voice soft when he tells her to be careful.
in the beginning, they struggle.
kori’s missions with the titans pull her one way, dick’s work with the gcpd and nightwing’s duties pull him another. time zones blur. messages go unanswered. arguments start with exhaustion and end with silence. she accuses him of trying to carry the world alone; he tells her she can’t save everyone. neither is wrong, and that’s what hurts.
“you think i don’t see it?” she says one night, her voice soft but trembling. “the way you disappear into your work, into your guilt. i know that feeling, dick. i lived it.”
“and you think i don’t notice how much you give until there’s nothing left?” he fires back, voice breaking on the edge of her name. “you keep trying to prove you’re strong enough, but you don’t have to. not with me.”
they stand there, two people built on resilience and ruin, and realize love alone won’t fix what the world keeps demanding of them. so they start learning. they learn that rest is not weakness. that it’s okay to say no to a mission if it means yes to themselves.
kori begins painting again, her apartment full of canvases glowing faintly under the lamplight. colors that look like tamaran sunsets, like memories she refuses to forget.
dick starts teaching self-defense classes at a community center in blüdhaven. not as nightwing, but as himself. he laughs more there, the kind of laughter that doesn’t sound like he’s trying to prove anything.
sometimes, they fight. of course they do. he’s stubborn, she’s fiery, both too passionate for their own good. but the fights end differently now. with apologies, not distance. with the quiet sound of her heartbeat against his chest, reminding him that love can be loud and gentle at the same time.
years later, when people talk about them. about the way starfire lights up the sky and nightwing guards the streets. they don’t see the moments between.
the laughter in the kitchen at 2 a.m., the shared silence after a hard mission, the slow, steady way they learned to choose each other again and again.
There’s a bite to the breeze; a barely there chill that means winter is creeping closer as they near the end of November. San Francisco rarely gets cold, nothing like the harsh winters of Gotham with below freezing temperatures and frost that makes your fingers numb, but the wind is enough to send goosebumps across Dick’s skin, only dressed in sleep pants as he leans against the balcony railing.
It’s late, or maybe just super early, the sun not rising for another few hours. There’s a quietness about the city at this hour, but there’s still a low pulsing hum; a place that has bars open until four in the morning or people bustling to the airport to travel to destinations across the world.
Dick closes his eyes. Sometimes he feels like he’s in a dream. That everything he’s fought and bled for is gone and he’ll wake up in the reality he’s always been terrified of being stuck in; a place where he doesn’t have a team or a family and all that keeps him company is his burning anger and all-consuming guilt.
It’s been a little over a year since Brother Blood. A little over a year since the Titans settled into a quieter life, spread across the country to pursue things they longed dreamed about. He keeps their rooms in the Tower ready for when they drop in on holidays, long weekends, and extended summer breaks. He sometimes wishes they were there all the time, the peaceful tower melting into pure chaos from cooking large family dinners to game nights and evenings that end with all of them packed into the living room to watch a movie together.
Of course, he doesn’t mind the alone time that he and Kory have now. The date nights between their crime fighting and other daily activities they’ve picked up over the past year. Kory models and Dick’s enrolled in cooking classes. They haven’t had any close calls or big super villains wanting to take over the world, just cheap costume losers that he and Kory easily handle to keep the city safe.
They make one hell of a team. Always in sync.
He hates that he sometimes feels like he’s waiting for the next shoe to drop. Like this peace somehow can’t last. That he doesn’t deserve to be happy after everything he’s been through. The depths of Gotham in his childhood. The first Titans and their desire for him to become the one thing he never wanted to be. How they abandoned him. Left him behind with nothing but this horrible, aching darkness they couldn’t look at directly even when they begged him to give into it.
How he found a new team, even if he pushed them so far away, afraid of making the same mistakes. How he embraced them and almost lost them. But they came back. They stayed. They saw his darkness and held on anyway.
And the last few years have just been one fight right after another. Trigon. Deathstroke. Scarecrow. Red Hood. Mother Mayham. Brother Blood. An endless loop of villains hell bent on destroying them. Ripping them apart from each other. Making them sacrifice who they are for the greater good.
“What are you doing out here?”
Dick’s eyes flutter open and he turns, lips curling in a smile when he catches sight of Kory stepping out onto the balcony in one of his hoodies and sleep shorts. She yawns, stretching before she lets her hand slide around the small of his back. He puts his arm around her with a pleased hum as her body radiates a pleasant warmth.
“Couldn’t sleep.” He admits.
“Worried that you’ll wake up and it’ll all be gone?”
Dick chuckles, low and soft. She knows him too well. Behind them the tower is full of all of their friends; Gar and Rachel, Conner and Krypto, Tim and Bernard. All of them sleeping peacefully after a night of long talks and lots of laughter (and wine). He knows they can’t stay, that they’ll be back for Christmas, but sometimes he’s scared if they slip out of his sight they’ll be gone for good.
“I shouldn’t look for trouble.” He says, “But sometimes I wonder if I really deserve whatever this life has been the past year.”
I wonder if I deserve to be happy
“Me too.” Kory sighs, laying her head on his shoulder. “And every time I think that doubt is gone, it somehow finds me, reminds me that nothing is permanent.”
Dick squeezes her in reassurance, the pads of his fingers pressing into her warm skin, every place they touch its own tiny, glimmering fire. He knows they could live the rest of their lives without any trouble and the doubt would still creep right on the edge of their peripheral. Their childhoods, their lives growing up into the people they are, the storms they’ve weathered, and the fights they’ve lost have permanently drilled that little sense of apprehension and anxiety deep into the back of their minds.
Always there. Always waiting.
“But.” Kory adds, looking up at Dick, “I’m here with you and that’s enough to remind me to keep fighting.”’
“Here is pretty good.” Dick smiles.
He tilts his head so their noses brush and Kory beams. Dick wants to taste that smile. He closes the distance between them and kisses her, soft and delicate. Kissing Kory is one of his favorite things. He should have known from that first kiss in that rundown motel that he wouldn’t want anyway else; that his heart already belonged to her even though his brain and his fear pushed her away.
He’s never been with anyone that truly understands him. That looked at his darkness and took his hand, leading him to the light. Babs was someone familiar, someone that knew a Dick Grayson who was young and fun, but she was Gotham, and Dick didn’t belong there. Dawn, he thinks, made him worse. Be Batman, she said, and when he became Batman it was more than she could bear.
But Kory knows him. Kory sees him. And he can only hope that he knows her — that he sees her too.
“You do deserve it, you know.” Kory murmurs.
Their bodies are flushed now, foreheads pressed together. Dick swallows. He thinks something inside of him begins to tremble and he can feel Kory hold on to him tighter.
“Deserve what?” Dick whispers.
“To be happy.” Kory answers simply.
“So do you,” Dick says, kissing the corner of her mouth. “You deserve everything.”
Kory laughs, a bright beautiful sound mingling with the buzz of a city that doesn’t fully sleep.
“You make me happy.” Kory says, eyes soft as she looks at him. “You and Rachel and Gar and the rest of the family we built and fought for.”
Dick kisses her harder now, wrapping his arms around her to pull her impossibly close. Kory responds in kind, hands cupping his face.
“Have I told you lately that I love you?” Dick says, finally breaking the kiss.
“You could stand to do it more.” She teases, smile nearly blinding.
“I love you, Kory Anders.” He says more seriously this time. “I love you.”