#dickkory week 2019

[celestial-mari]

“You always carry me Koriand’r. I’ve got to get some sort of vehicle.” “Why? I love having you near me, Dick.”

DickKory Week Day 1: Flying

[martaare-llopart]

🌅 I see the heaven and feel the warmth when the sky reflects on your beautiful eyes 🌅

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Dickkory Week [Day 5]: Honeymoon

[fyeahdickkory]

DickKory Week 2019 is the first week of August!

It’s that time of year again! DickKory Week 2019 is coming up very soon! Here are the prompts for every day of the week, this year with an extra bonus day on Sunday, August 4th!

August 4th: Flying


August 5th: In-Laws


August 6th: Love Language


August 7th: Kids/Next Generation


August 8th: Honeymoon


August 9th: Stargazing

Happy DickKory Week 2019 - let’s get creating!

[dk-4-ever-2]

Dickkory Week Day 3 / Love Language

"I love you Kory"

[nightglider124]

Dickkory Week: Day 2

I liked writing this one... any excuse to write about pregnant Kory? I take. 

This hasn’t been proofread properly yet, as is always the story with ship week entries lmao.

Hope ya like it.

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In-Laws

The downpour of rain continued to fall from the dark sky above, pelting everything in its path within the city.

Water flooded the streets, cars continuing to speed through and drench the sidewalks even more. 

Few people were around, besides the usual thugs and homeless that were huddled around low embered trash cans down quiet alleyways. 

Drops of water smeared across the glass of the car window and Kory sighed, peering out of it.

“I do not know if I will ever get used to Gotham…”

Dick smiled from his position in the driver’s seat and shifted his grip on the steering wheel so he could reach down and lace their fingers together.

“I don’t even think I am used to Gotham, babe.” He murmured, keeping his eyes on the road on account of the hazardous weather.

“I just wish it had more color… nicer streets and perhaps… not so much rain…” Kory told him, quietly.

“That’d be the day.” He paused and looked over at her, “How are you feeling tonight?”

“Nervous… I always am when we go and visit Bruce.”

He returned his focus to the road, “Why?”

Kory pulled a face that she knew Dick could see in his peripheral, “Even after all these years… I still do not think he is too… keen on me.”

“Babe, he loves you. You’re part of his family.”

She looked at the silver engagement and wedding rings that were wrapped around the same finger of her left hand.

“Not by his choice…” 

“Hey… c’mon, he was quite happy when I told him I was marrying you. And he didn’t object when given the chance at the wedding, did he?”

Kory took a deep breath, “No… apologies. I love Bruce like family… I just… worry that he does not.”

Dick smiled and turned his head towards her, “I know. It’s hard. He isn’t the most affectionate guy but he cares in his own ways.”

Nodding, Kory tried to shake the bout of insecurities she felt in her heart but not before she felt a bump and she groaned.

“Something up?”

She inclined her head and tiredly smirked, “I think she is also telling me to be calm…”

Dick grinned and as they pulled up to Wayne Manor, he reached over and placed a palm on his wife’s swollen belly, waiting to feel his baby kick from inside.

He received two bumps almost immediately which only brightened the smile he wore, “Hey little one… should mama listen to daddy when he says she is loved by grandpa Bruce? Gimme one kick for yes.”

Dick chuckled when a kick was given and he eyed his wife, “Well, the princess has spoken.”

Kory rolled her eyes but smiled, placing her hand over his atop of her stomach. Dick quickly reached through the window at the gates and buzzed for Alfred to let them pass which he did so straight away.

Once they pulled into the large driveway, Dick parked the car up and leaned down to kiss her stomach.

He pulled back and brushed his nose against Kory’s, “Ready to do this?”

With a tight smile, Kory nodded.

Dick got out first, using his coat as a shield from the onslaught of rain before he hurried over to Kory’s side and opened the door up, giving her a helping hand to get out.

Using his coat still, he covered them both as the couple ran to the front doors, already open with Alfred waiting to greet them.

“Thanks Al.” Dick huffed as they got into the foyer, pulling the coat away from their heads and shaking it down before hanging it by the door.

“I do believe the rain will not be letting up this evening.” Alfred sighed, eyeing the window with distaste,

“Such is life when it’s Gotham.” Dick shrugged, leaning in to give Alfred a brief yet firm hug, “He around yet or is he out?”

Alfred patted Dick’s back once before he replied, “He called to say he is on his way back now.”

With that, Alfred turned and smiled at Kory who was excitedly waiting to force another hug on the older gentleman, just as she always did.

“Miss Kory, you are looking radiant.” He told her as she threw her arms around his shoulders,

She snorted, “I do not feel radiant. I feel most like a whale. But, thank you, Alfred. It is lovely to see you again.”

Alfred patted her back and eyed her protruding belly briefly when pulling away, but Dick caught it and smirked.

“Guess what?” Dick paused, “Baby has started kicking since we last saw you. Want to feel?”

The sparkle in his eyes told Dick the truth that Alfred would never voice on account of being a ‘butler’ in his own eyes, despite Dick and Bruce thinking of him like blood, “Oh no… that is-”

Kory dramatically rolled her eyes and stepped forward, grasping Alfred’s hand and placing it on her belly.

They waited in silence for a few seconds before Alfred received a tiny bump against his hand; one that turned his expression to one of utter astonishment.

“Extraordinary… truly extraordinary.” Alfred gushed, before he stood back and took Kory’s coat from her to hang up beside her husband’s.

“Touching a pregnant stomach is deemed a form of luck on my home world; you need not be so hesitant, Alfred.” Kory explained, a grin toying at her lips,

He nodded, his smile one that could only be described as bashful. Dick laughed aloud before the two were led into the den by Alfred as they waited for Bruce to arrive home.

The billionaire by day, vigilante by night materialized from down in the cave after a short while, having swapped the cowl and cape for a smart shirt and pressed dress pants. 

He offered them one of his dazzling smiles that always reminded Kory of Dick’s boyish grin and she wondered if he’d picked it up from his adoptive father back in the early days of his youth.

Dick smirked and got up from the leather sofa they had been lounging on first, shaking Bruce’s hand and giving him an awkward half hug which ended with a casual slap on the back.

“Dick, glad you two could stay over this weekend. I wasn’t sure if you would when I saw the storm tonight.” Bruce said, releasing his son from his hold,

“We were already nearly here when it started so it was smarter to just come.” Dick told him, stuffing his hands in his pocket.

Kory slowly got to her feet, one hand supporting her belly as she rose from the sofa. She smoothed down the creases of her woolen, long sleeved bodycon dress; it was a forest green color that worked well to really emphasize her baby bump.

Bruce’s gaze fell on her and she could have sworn his expression softened as he crossed the space to greet her as well.

“Bruce… it is good to see you again.” She states, smiling brightly at her father in law.

He nodded and collected her into a polite hug, giving her cheek a kiss for good measure. 

“Hello Kory…” Bruce stepped back and his eyes fell to her belly, “How are you feeling lately?”

She lifted her shoulders, “Uh… she certainly keeps me alert…”

“Oh?”

Kory sighed and nodded, “Kicking. Just always kicking recently and I feel the need to blame Dick for that.”

Bruce smirked and the two of them ignored Dick’s weak protest from where he stood by Alfred now.

His eyes trailed upwards until he met her emerald orbs, “May I?”

Kory beamed at him, her heart warm at the interest he had been taking in connecting with his granddaughter.

“Of course… you need not ask.” She giggled, bringing the hand at his side to press against her tummy,

“Well… some women on Earth don’t like people always feeling their bellies.”

Kory smirked, “True but… I am not from Earth. Tamaranians deem it lucky every time someone touches their stomachs.”

Bruce nodded his head in intrigue, waiting patiently for hers and Dick’s child to give him some kind of response. And, after a minute or so, he was rewarded with a powerful bump directly under the palm of his hand.

His blue eyes widened and he slowly smiled from ear to ear, the true wonder of new life exciting all of them. 

“She is certainly an active little thing, isn’t she?” Bruce commented, patting Kory’s belly before removing his hand entirely,

“She is, indeed.”

“Only a couple more months to go, isn’t it?” 

Kory nodded and cradled her belly with both of her hands, an attempt to soothe her unborn daughter into a light slumber; just for a while so that she could relax a little more during dinner.

“I believe I shall miss being pregnant.” Kory admitted,

Bruce chuckled and threw a smirk in Dick’s direction, “I suppose you’ll just have to have another then, hm?” 

Dick choked on his tongue and a blush leaked across his cheeks as he stammered, “Uh… I-I don’t… I think we’ll be a little busy to…” 

Whilst her husband stumbled over himself, Bruce turned to Kory and gave her a secret wink only she could see, drawing an amused giggle from her.

“Right, let’s eat. Shall we?”

Alfred bobbed his head, “I’ll start preparing to bring it out, Master Bruce.”

“Thank you, Alfred.” 

With that, Bruce, Dick and Kory started to make their way towards the long dining table in the room just next door. 

Dick followed closely, falling in beside Kory and touching the small of her back, causing her to smile in content. His touch was a godsend; something her body and the baby had craved since the moment they discovered she was with child. She leaned back into his hand, appreciating the way his fingers rubbed circles against her cloth covered skin.

As they approached the dining table, Dick hurried ahead of his wife, pulling her chair out and taking her hand to help her sit down on it. She smiled and sweetly kissed his cheek, thankful to have married someone who was so protective and devoted to her basic well being.

He grinned back before he took the seat beside her.

The corners of Bruce’s lips lifted upward, silently proud of the way Dick had turned out. It made him feel like he had steered him right, despite his own conquests throughout his adult life, with only select women meaning something to him the way Kory meant something to Dick.

But, he did wonder if any woman had actually meant something to him like Kory meant something to Dick. Their sturdy relationship was something rare and special and he was genuinely very happy for his son, to have found something like that.

As Alfred served the dishes for the evening, conversation began to flow, the natural streak slowly starting to show itself. 

“So…” Bruce started, cutting into the meat on his plate, “How are the Titans?”

Dick smirked, “You mean… how is Damian doing as leader?”

Bruce shrugged, not wanting to show how obvious he was.

“He is doing extremely well. He has learned a lot from his time with the team… he is much more… patient and aware than when he first came to us.” Kory explained, lifting her fork full of chicken into her mouth,

Dick nodded and took a swig of his wine, “He’s definitely matured. I mean… 16 years old and he’s proving to be a very good leader. Hardly any complaints from the others.”

Bruce raised a dark brow, “But there are some.”

Kory stifled a smirk, “It would seem not everyone is a fan of his early morning training sessions.”

The head of the table paused, blinked in disbelief before he burst into laughter, “Well, I suppose that’s a fair reason not to be happy with him.”

Dick and Kory laughed alongside him, nodding their heads in agreement.

“Kory?” Bruce began, “Do you think you’ll return to your role of leader once you are settled with the little one?”

The Princess paused in her sipping from the glass of water and tilted her head to the side as she swallowed the mouthful, “I… am undecided… we are… still deciding what we wish to do in terms of the future.”

“Oh?”

Dick cleared his throat and his cerulean gaze fell on his former mentor, “Well… we were considering leaving Damian as the team’s leader… y’know… permanently.”

Bruce’s brows shot to his hairline, “Really?”

Sighing, Dick briefly dragged his fingers through his hair, “We need to pull back… maybe not forever but… our daughter is gonna need our focus. I’m working on arranging a roster so that I’m not always away from home as well. We’re… really taking this seriously.”

“We never want her to feel like she missed one of us whilst growing up…” Kory murmured, pattering her fingers against her belly in a moment of playfulness.

Bruce took a long moment before he nodded earnestly, “That sounds like a smart idea, you two.”

Kory smiled and glanced in Dick’s direction as he clasped her knee beneath the table, “Thanks.”

“So, I’m assuming you don’t want to come along for the secondary patrol later tonight.” 

Dick lifted his head, “Uh… I didn’t say that. As long as it doesn’t go past midnight, I’m permitted to go with.”

“Permitted?”

Kory smirked into her food as Dick chuckled, “Didn’t you know, Bruce? Kory makes all the final decisions.”

Bruce smiled, “She is the more intelligent one so that makes sense.”

“Hey!” 

Kory burst into a fit of giggles, taking another gulp of water from her glass. She felt her cheeks grow rosy from the banter that was being shared around the table and slowly, the walls that seemed to go up whenever she came to Gotham started to crack; just a little. 

She returned to slicing up the succulent chicken breast that sat on her plate, popping a piece into her mouth and allowing the flavors to dance across her tongue. 

“So, Kory… will you be visiting your parents on Tamaran closer to your due date?” Bruce asked, making gentle conversation,

Kory froze in her seat, her body going rigid at the question, despite Bruce’s complete obliviousness to the elephant in the room. She realized that Dick had never told his father about her own lack of family members; with most of them having perished years prior.

“Uh-” Dick made to save her from explaining but Kory held a hand up, stopping him. She felt a need in her heart to be honest and direct with her personal life. There was a constant feeling that dwelled in the pit of her stomach that Bruce merely tolerated her and that he barely knew anything about her, despite being his daughter in law for the past 2 years. 

But, she wanted him to know all about her and she wanted to share things with him; to have a closeness with her father by marriage that she did not necessarily have with her biological father.

Bruce had paused in eating, sensing that he had erred somewhere in his question.

Kory swallowed the mouthful of poultry and gently dabbed her lips, careful not to smear the lipstick she wore. 

“Unfortunately… my parents are deceased.”

Realization suddenly dawned on Bruce and his shoulders sagged in obvious sympathy and understanding for the woman sat at his table, “Oh… I’m sorry, Kory.”

She offered him a tight lipped smile and shook her head, “Do not be. It was… a long time ago…” She paused, considering how they treated her when she was alive and what she had endured at the hands of her parents, using her to barter for peace on their world, “Besides… they were not… the nicest of people.”

Her father in law stared at her for a long stretch of time, as if mulling over things in his head before he gave her a gentle smile, one that revealed his own pain from a young age. 

She knew that they were all orphans in truth, the three of them sat at the oak wood table that lined the middle of the room. She knew about Dick’s parents and then she later learned of Bruce’s origin as well, which was no less saddening than hers or Dick’s.

“It doesn’t make it much easier… whether they are good or bad people. It still hurts.”

Kory eyed him and felt a lump in her throat. She nodded in agreement, “No. It does not.”

She felt his hand cover hers, gently against the surface of the table and she looked up to hold his stare to which he offered her the softest smile she thought she had ever seen on him,

“Well… you know you’ve got us, Kory. You’ve always got a place here, in this family.”

Kory felt tears prick the back of her eyes but she refused her emotions for once. Her smile trembled as her heart felt so full before she nodded back to him, understanding that Dick had been right about what Bruce supposedly thought of her after all this time.

“Thank you, Bruce.”

[3dmouseart]

Dickkory week: (Day 5) Honeymoon

Kory:  It’s so beautiful here...

Dick:  I thought you’d like it; the other choices were Themyscira, New Genesis and the big guy’s Fortress.

Kory:  Any of those would have been interesting?

Dick:  Yeah.  But having sex in public in any of those locations, not such a good idea.

Kory grins and undoes her bikini.  Dick grins back.

Dick:  Why Mrs. Grayson, whatever are you doing?

[dk-4-ever]

Robstar week Day 5

[nightwingwhatdidisay]

“It's the oddest feeling; once upon a time an hour alone on the couch was spent so differently between the two of them. But that's all Starfire allows herself to think before reining all her thoughts back in with a quick pull.”

A companion art to my RobStar Week Fanfic: “Anything Other Than This” on AO3 and FF.net!

[origoldwerger]

Day 6, July 12th: Children

DC may have forgotten about Mar’i but i sure as hell haven’t

Day six of Robstar week, made by @robxstar

I unfortunately don’t have much time to draw this week so this is the best I could do,,, I really wish i could participate in the other days, tho :( 

[toxitalks]

ROBSTAR WEEK 2019 - DAY FOUR

AHAHA sowwy a girl been busy so she’s gonna upload like. all of the missing prompts at once ohp

|| day one: wayne manor || day two: stardust || day three: lost ||

|| day four: fever || day five: tba || day six: tba || day seven: tba ||

Tamaraneans weren’t supposed to get fevers.

Starfire was unfamiliar with the illness when Cyborg and Robin insisted that they perform a couple tests on her in the infirmary the minute she started coughing. And she remained unfamiliar now, even when Cyborg had stepped back into the medical bay with a blue mask strapped over half of his face, announcing she had caught a fever.

“A fever,” repeated Starfire with furrowed brows, pausing as she sniffled past a congested nose. She coughed into the nook of her elbow before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I do not believe I am familiar with the ailment. It is something native to Earth, yes?”

Nodding solemnly, Cyborg continued to type away at the keyboard instilled in his arm. “Yep, you’re a couple degrees over 98. Fevers usually aren’t something too bad for the average human to handle, so I’m sure you’ll get over it in a couple of days. I’ll have Robin stop by the local pharmacy to get some over-the-counter meds for you.”

From his side, Robin cleared his throat, arms crossed over his chest. “For the average human, fevers might not be too bad,” pointed out the dark-haired leader with a brow quirked, his mask creased to reflect this. “But Starfire’s a Tamaranean. We don’t know the effects a fever might have on her.”

“Tamaraneans are built to withstand extreme temperatures,” Starfire shrugged as she blew her nose into a tissue, having reached for one from the box beside the bed. “After all, I am more than capable of remaining exposed in the vacuum of space with no lasting ailment. I am certain this so-called ‘fever’ you speak of should pose no further issue to myself.”

Robin looked unconvinced. “Still,” urged the Boy Wonder with a sigh, “I’m worried. Fevers can get bad if left untreated, and you’re more built for extreme cold. Space isn’t exactly hot, and when we traveled to the arctic you were fine in a blizzard—not a heatwave.”

“The supernova Blackfire and I observed when we were in our youth burned intensely,” Starfire huffed with indignance. She crossed her arms over her chest stubbornly. “However, when Blackfire dared me to inch closer to the explosion, I was-”

“I’m sure you’re more than capable of taking on a fever, little lady,” Cyborg interrupted after a moment, gingerly placing a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. He offered her what the red-haired alien could only assume to be a smile, having his mouth obscured by the mask. “Robin’s overreacting.”

“I am not overreacting!”

Rolling his eyes, Cyborg raised his arm at a low position and mimicked Robin’s voice in a quiet tone as he mimed along with his hand. Starfire giggled to herself as Cyborg grinned and Robin remained confused, a brow raised.

“We’ll get you something to eat ‘n drink then get you that medicine,” promised eldest Titan, nodding at Robin suggestively, to which the Boy Wonder sneered at. “If our leader here is so worried about his girlfriend, then maybe he can stay and watch you while I go make a quick run to the store.”

When Robin opened his mouth to protest that he should be the one caring for Starfire, the Tamaranean girl interrupted the rising tension.

“That would be most delightful,” she chimed with a tired smile. Robin’s argument faltered the second he saw the exhaustion in her usually bright eyes; her red hair was frizzled and a mess as opposed to the usual tamed nature it was.

Needless to say, Starfire looked like a wreck.

Clearing his throat and beginning to tug at his collar, Robin offered his accomplices a crooked grin. “I… well, if Starfire really wants me to stay with her, t-then who am I to argue? Uh, Cyborg, is it too big an errand for you to go to the pharmacy on your own?”

Rolling his eyes, Cyborg shook his head. He flipped shut the hatch on his arm that exposed the holographic screen and keyboard. “’Course not,” sneered the Titan as he wiggled his brows suggestively. “I’ll be fine. What, you can’t take care of Star on your own, man?”

“O-of course I can!” The Boy Wonder’s face flushed red with embarrassment. He scoffed, flicking his wrist at Cyborg to indicate it was no chore. “I was just being thoughtful.”

“Well you’re thinkin’ of the wrong person.” Cyborg’s comment made Robin’s face grow even more colorful as he rubbed sheepishly at the back of his neck. The elder Titan smirked to himself with satisfaction, bidding the two a brief farewell as he dubbed he’d make his trip to the pharmacy and be back sometime within the next few hours.

As Cyborg left the infirmary, freeing himself of the mask and depositing it in the nearest trash bin, Robin turned back to Starfire to see the red-haired alien had snuggled herself securely beneath the sheets.

Robin raised a brow at the sight. “Cold?”

Attempting to stifle a shudder, Starfire forced a smile, shaking her head. “The temperature in the remainder of the Tower is often ideal. I am certain it is just the lack of visits to the bay of medicine that has caught me with this sudden chill. Nothing to fret about!”

“Starfire, part of having a fever means your body temperature adjusts. It’s usually out of nowhere—you’ll get a shiver running down your spine and you try to keep yourself warm. But really, you’re overheating. You have to drink lots of water when you have a fever.”

Starfire pouted, “I cannot be over the average bodily temperature! I admit, the chills do transverse deep into my bones, however I do not believe that I am-”

“Star,” interrupted Robin with a smile, “I’ll go get you some more blankets and a glass of water, yeah? Try to get some rest—Cyborg should be back with the medicine in a bit. If not, I’ll see what we have in the cabinets here. Maybe we have a pill you can take, or liquid meds.”

“Liquid medicine,” Starfire frowned, brows furrowed at the thought. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, the taste of said variety of medicine not sounding appealing whatsoever. “It does not sound very delightful. Tell me, do all consumables on Earth come in liquid form?”

Snickering under his breath, Robin shrugged, an amused grin making its way onto his features. “Not exactly. Liquid medicine is just for younger kids, but I don’t think you’ve ever taken a pill before. I don’t want you to struggle swallowing it.”

The Tamaranean offered him a tired albeit knowing smile. “Robin, I have nine stomachs and a prehensile tongue. I believe I would be able to swallow the capsule-shaped consumable with no issue.”

Robin raised his hands up in mock surrender, backing off. “Sorry, sorry! I just wanted to be cautious. I only want you to get better as soon as possible. It’s a horrible feeling to be bedridden when you could be… y’know, out there, saving people.”

As Starfire hid a yawn behind her cuff-wrapped hand, Robin felt a content smile begin to creep up on the corner of his lip. His mask creased as his concealed blue eyes settled on the Tamaranean with utter admiration. Despite her current state of exhaustion and the mess made of her at the moment, Robin still found her beautiful in her own unique way.

And he always would.

Robin hadn’t even noticed as Starfire’s eyelids began to slide shut and she snuggled deeper into the sheets. The Boy Wonder blinked as she peeked open one emerald eye, then the other, almost as though inviting him to get into the bed with her.

“What is it?” Robin queried, frowning as he watched Starfire inch over to her left, leaving room for a certain small, masked boy. He blinked, oblivious to the gesture, thinking that Starfire desired something more. “Do you need something, Star?”

“Mm,” hummed the alien princess with a meek nod. Starfire sat herself up and patted at the remainder of the mattress beside her, offering an invitational stare to Robin. “I have a request.”

Robin quirked a brow, nodding at her to continue.

“You claim that the fever ailment is associated with varying shifts in temperature, correct? At the moment, it may be true that I burn with the ferocity of the Tamaranean stars, but the thought does not warm me as you would say… inside and out.”

“What are you trying to suggest?”

“I-if you would join me here? For the sake of maintaining my warmth a-and my health.”

Robin chuckled to himself, well aware of the concern that knit together Starfire’s brows. He grinned at the way that her expression eased and she snuggled back into the covers while Robin made the move to hop onto the mattress beside her.

As the Boy Wonder situated himself comfortably beneath the sheets, one arm wrapped loosely around her petite albeit stocky frame, Robin finally allowed himself to close his eyes once Starfire did. Her breathing was rhythmic and served as a soothing lull to the leader of the Titans.

Robin let out a breath as well, smiling to himself as he buried his face into the crook of Starfire’s neck, silently promising to be there when she woke.

[thatblondeperson]

Hi! I'm the girl who recommended "All I've Ever Known" from Hadestown from your most recent chapter, which, by the way, completely blew me away.

I wish I could send some of my own TimSteph thoughts/writing towards you, though I haven't done much. You are an excellent writer and I love your interpretations of both characters. They're so perfect together.

1. Do you have any fanfics concerning them coming after this one?

2. You have no idea how much it kills me that I have to wait 7 days to read another chapter. This fic should be CANON and no, I'm not joking.

3. Also, I recommend listening to Mr. Blue. It reminded me of Chapter 9 (was it?) when Steph said she was worried about Tim's mental health.

4. You said in Chapter 11 that you had a soft spot for Steph playing piano (that happened) and there would be more of "fun" Tim. Is it coming soon?

5. Have you seen Marcus To's art of TimSteph? They're so cute.

Again, so sorry for the long questions/responses. I just love TimSteph, which is weird, considering I'm not THAT big of a shipper and I'm more of a book fan than a comic book fan. I actually preferred DickKory when I got into the Batfam comics, and I still have them ranked high, but over time, these two grew on me. It was like, "Ooh, these guys are great BFFs! They can't get any better--"

Then I realized that they were dating, and the more and more I thought about it, THE MORE AND MORE IT MADE SENSE. I COULD WRITE A 10-PAGED PAPER ON WHY THEY WORK SOOOO WELL.

But IncoherentBabblings beat me to it with her incredible post on "Why TimSteph is Nice," and it's one of my favorite posts ever.

Hey hey!! Sorry, busy couple days at work!

I am so happy that you've been enjoying the fic!! I listened to the song and it's so so sweet!! I totally get the TimSteph vibes from it, where it's just the two of them clinging to each other in the face of everything else.

If you ever post anything lmk! I'm always happy to see more TimSteph content! You are too kind about my writing! I am just happy that I'm finishing my first multichapter fic like this. Never finished a big project before, honestly never thought it would happen.

1. I have a whole to-do list of little projects, god knows when anyone will see those. I'm drafting little things now that I'm winding down from FMWBTY. I am gonna be doing a collab project with @incoherentbabblings but we are just in the planning stages so far.

As far as with this fic, I would love to do a sequel to write the relationship more on this timeline, but we'll see! There's a lot more I'd like to cover, idk if it would be as long of a project. I do want to utilize Cass and Damian though, I want to bring them in since Cass is such an important person to Steph, and I'd love to see some forced bonding hilarity between Tim and Damian with Tim playing nice out of respect for Steph lol

2. lololol yeah I though a week would be a good amount of time in between chapters. It's better than waiting for me to write the chapters, I promise. I made my first draft of this thing in 2019!

3. I will listen to that too! It's on the list!

4. I use "fun" in an odd way. I'm trying to have Tim relax around Steph and act like himself again. He's kinda been battered by a lot of shit over the years, so he's kinda receded in on himself. I will drag him out a bit, but that's where a sequel would also be fun. Let him be a jokey, lovey dovey boyfriend for Steph.

5. Love Marcus! Hope to be able to commission a TimSteph piece from him someday. I do wish that she was drawn with more wavy, kind of untamed hair, since I just like the idea that Steph has this super thick hair. But his art is literally always stunning, such clean line work and I like that he doesn't draw the men too bulky, and that the women aren't oversexualized.

Long questions are fine! I think a lot of us started with DickKory in the form of RobStar in the Teen Titans TV show, that was definitely one of my first major ships, and it was a painfully wonderful slowburn. Wonder where I latched onto that trope? 🤣🤣🤣

Idk when I hopped onto TimSteph. I think I just latched on after I started reading Tim because their dynamic was so fun and sweet. And then fandom, cuz when I joined there weren't so many antis and Steph haters. Truly sad to see now.

Thank you thank you THANK YOU for all your support!! I definitely plan to keep writing TimSteph while I still have ideas! ❤💜

[celestial-mari]

DickKory Week Day 4: Next Generation

When Mar’i grows up she forms her own Teen Titans team

[martaare-llopart]

🌟🦇 Dick has told me lots about you🦇🌟

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Dickkory Week [Day 2]: In-Laws

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DickKory Week 2019

Hey, everyone! Mod Natalie speaking - I know everyone’s been chomping at the bit for DickKory Week 2019 (trust me, we’re just as excited) and I figured I would go back to how I used to do it! 

This means I want everyone to submit their own prompts to the fyeahdickkory blog (either on this post or through our ask box) to be voted on at the end of next week. 

Have fun!

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I know a lot of people were wondering about Anna mentioning to the writers about what was going on with DickKory in season 2. And here’s an article where she talks about it.

This is from the DC Universe app.

FAN NEWS TITANS' Anna Diop talks Blackfire, Dick/Kory Shipping, & More on DC DAILY Joshua Lapin-Bertone Oct. 25, 2019 Anna Diop’s takeover of DC Universe continues! Not only did the Titans star give fans an epic Q&A session for Community day, but the Starfire actress also stopped by DC Daily on Thursday, October 24th to chat about all things Kory. Anna had a few surprises and teases for the fans, including the revelation that Starfire’s sister Blackfire will be coming to Titans this year! “I am very excited for her, she's a huge part of Starfire story and her name's Blackfire. She'll be joining us in this season.”   If you think having a sister around will lead to some great family bonding for Kory, think again! The comics version of Blackfire did everything she could to make Kory’s life a living hell. Check out 1982’s Tales of the New Teen Titans #4to see their childhood together. Blackfire sold Kory into slavery! That’s coldhearted!   Although Blackfire’s arrival will probably mean trouble for Kory, Anna is still excited about all the story potential this introduction will bring to the show. “She's so dope! She's magic, the actress that they found. I don't know what I can say but I know the fans will be really happy with who they've picked. She's already brought so much energy to what we're doing.” Sounds exciting right? Maybe we’ll get a live action version of their epic battle from 1982’s The New Teen Titans Annual #1.   While Starfire and Blackfire may have a bad relationship, Dick and Kory are another story. The epic couple gave into their passion last season during the episode “Together” and fans have been shipping them ever since. What’s the status of their relationship now? “I don't know,” Anna told DC Daily. I actually brought up to the writers mid into the season. I was like 'So what are we doing? What's going on with them.' Because they had such a really beautiful thing in first season, thought that was kind of cut short because of circumstances.   Like the fans, Anna ships Dick/Kory and totally sees them as endgame. “I will say I love them as a fan. I love them as a couple too. They're so different and they both complement and teach each other things.”   Let’s not forget that Dick was hallucinating a dancing version of Bruce Wayne during last week’s episode, and Anna is sure Kory could’ve helped with that. “I was going to say, if he would just come to Kory, he'd be so much better off.”   Check out the rest of Anna’s chat with the DC Daily gang for more Titans news!

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Dickkory Week: Day 3

Okay so I am a day late bc I spent yesterday just basically fixated on Titans trailer and venting/chatting about that. Like, I barely even did any stuff at work bc I was like on tumblr about it lmao.

ANYWAY. Here is Day 3 for yesterday. Today’s prompt will be posted later tonight.

I used 3 of the supposed 5 love languages. I used: Words of Affirmation, Quality Time & Physical Touch. I also just happened to use the literal idea of language as well lmao.

Hope ya like it.

Oh and if you couldn’t guess... I based yet another of these in the DCAU world bc I just really love writing them in their cute lil apartment. 

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Love Language 

Laughter bubbled up from the characters on screen, some kind of pun having fallen from the main guy’s mouth at a rather inappropriate time. He grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head as a blush took control over his cheeks. 

Kory and Dick both smiled lazily at the comedy movie they had on the TV as they relaxed in the comfort of their apartment, sat upon their sofa. Dick was sat with one arm leaning against the cushions of the sofa and the other draped across the back of it, behind Kory’s head as she remained huddled in the corner of the sofa.

Her legs were draped over her boyfriend’s lap, crossed at the ankles with a fluffy blanket strewn over their lower halves, protecting them from the slight chill in the air, signalling that Fall would soon be coming to an end if that and the orange leaves that fell from the tree outside were anything to go by.

Kory suddenly shifted, keeping her legs over Dick’s but snuggling into the arm that was just around her shoulders. She deeply inhaled his familiar scent before she rested her head on his chest, her smile widening as Dick played with a few tendrils of her long, auburn locks.

Her fingers found the material of his shirt, playing with it as she idly watched the movie. Dick smirked as he watched her movements, toying with his shirt simply for the want to be in contact with him in some way. 

The thumping beneath the skin of his torso seemed to grow stronger; louder, like her presence alone raised his heart rate in a way akin to if he had just sprinted a marathon. 

He peered down at her, a true swell of contentment inside his chest.

Dick leaned down a little, just enough so that he could press a small kiss to her neck, making her squirm.

Kory giggled and sighed, “Yiv tu daktar…”

He blinked, having grown so accustomed to only hearing her speak English; the random use of her mother tongue had him thrown.

“What?” He chuckled,

Kory inclined her head to look up at him, “Hm?”

“You just said something in Tamaranian.”

Her eyes widened and a blush dripped across her face, like paint spilling down a wall, “Oh? I did not realize… I said ‘you are so sweet’.”

Dick smiled at the compliment but his curious mind and continuous thirst for knowledge had him pause and shuffle away from her a little,

“You know… I don’t think I ever really hear you speak it anymore. The only time really is when we first found you… and sometimes when you sing in the shower or mumble in your sleep.”

Kory raised a brow at him, “I mumble in my sleep?”

“Sometimes and it’s not always in English.”

She shrugged her shoulders and played with a long piece of hair cascading over her shoulder, “I know a selection of languages; some that are of this world and some that are from other planets… English and Tamaranian are the ones I know most… I suppose I cannot help but deviate to my first language every now and then.”

“Seems to be when you aren’t really thinking about it.” Dick surmised,

Kory nodded, “Yes… English is not my first language and… I believe it takes more concentration.”

“I think it’s cool. You’re like some kind of translator.”

His Princess laughed and shook her head, “So, if I get bored of leading the Titans and decide to get a day job like you have… translator is the one I should pursue?”

Dick grinned, “I mean, you could do a lot of things if you wanted to. Modelling would definitely be one for you too.”

Kory rolled her eyes, “Mhm…”

“I mean it. You’ve got the height and the looks. You could do it.”

She smirked and folded her arms over her chest, “Oh? And you wouldn’t mind if I were to model clothes and lingerie and be all over posters and billboards for all men to see?” 

Dick stared at her before he shook his head and waved his hand dismissively, “Okay. Nope. Translator. Do that instead.” 

Kory burst into laughter, letting her hands fall back into her lap, “Do not worry, my love. I think that a translator would be more enjoyable anyway.”

He chewed on his bottom lip, eyeing her with a sense of question riddled on his own face, “Hey, babe?”

“Yes?” She asked, her head rested against the back of the sofa so she could watch him,

“Do you think… you could teach me some Tamaranian?” 

Kory sat up straight, her eyebrows at her hairline in surprise, “Really?”

He lifted his shoulders and rubbed his neck in that sheepish way of his, “Well, yeah… I mean, I’ve always liked learning new languages and… what other humans can say they know a language from another planet that isn’t a fictional one?” He paused and smiled, “Sides… I think it would be nice. We always do things that are influenced by Earth since we live here… I’d like to know more about where you come from too.”

She tilted her head and smiled, one that softened her entire facial expression, “Oh, Dick…” 

He grinned and shuffled to get comfortable as he sat opposite her on the couch, “C’mon… teach me a few things now.”

Kory giggled, mirroring his position, “Like what?”

Dick shrugged, “I don’t know… whatever comes to mind.”

Tapping her fingertips against her chin, Kory considered and mulled over what things she could teach him that were simple enough for him to grasp. With a light bulb going off in her mind, she smiled and focused on him, clearing her throat.

“Gultach.”

“Gul-tack.” Dick tested, already knowing his pronunciation was off,

“Gultach.” Kory paused, “Tamaranian is more guttural than English… along the lines of German but more. My language is… aggressive sounding. The end sound should come from your throat… like when you are sick.”

Dick furrowed his brows in concentration and tried it again, “Gultach.”

He peered at her for approval and felt his heart melt when she beamed back at him, looking as though someone had just given her the best gift in the whole world. 

“Was that… better?” 

Kory nodded enthusiastically, “Oh! Much better, Dick. It is a case of grasping the somewhat scratchy roll in your throat.”

He nodded in understanding, “What does it mean?”

“Hello.” 

Dick grinned, “Cool. What else?”

Kory thought for a moment until she straightened her back again, signalling she had one for him, “Shu kareth Gu’anrei… Dick Grayson.” 

He deadpanned, “Seriously? We’re going from ‘Hello’ to something that sounds… way more advanced?”

She smirked, “I assure you, it is quite simple.”

“Easy for you to say, Miss I know a thousand languages fluently.” He scoffed,

Kory rolled her eyes, “I don’t know a thousand… It is more around a hundred.”

He did a double take and chuckled, “Oh, that’s better.” 

She grinned and tapped his knee, “Try it.”

“Shu… kareth... ” He sounded out, his forehead crinkling in confusion, “Uh… what was the next bit?”

“Gu’anrei.” 

“Gunray.”

“Gu’anrei.” Kory prompted, “There is a small pause which changes the words. Gu is like goo. Then, anrei is like… and ree but without the ‘D’ sound.”

Dick nodded and cleared his throat, “Shu kareth… Gu’anrei…” 

Kory smile and looked at him expectantly.

“Was… that not it?”

“You must say your name at the end.”

“Oh… Shu kareth Gu’anrei Dick Grayson.”

Kory gave him one of her thousand watt smiled and lightly clapped her hands together in appreciation for his efforts, “Very good, my love.”

He felt a jolt of pride spiral through him, feeling like he had achieved something special to be able to utter even one syllable of her language. 

“I can probably guess what that means in English but…” 

“It means, ‘My name is Dick Grayson.’” Kory elaborated,

Dick smirked and nodded his head, “Anything else you can think of?”

Her emerald gaze befell him and Kory could feel her heart swelling more and more with how much of an interest he was taking in her language and despite living on Earth for such a long time now, it was still nice to be reminded where she came from; for the right reasons.

She let her mind wander over how many times Dick had asked about Tamaran. From how she grew up, to Tamaranian traditions and even extending to learning about her family; Dick had always made sure to ask about her place of birth, rather than simply expecting her to conform to a lifestyle on Earth, with complete disregard to where she initially came from.

It was one of the things she truly adored about him; the level of respect and care he held for her was astounding and she loved him for it.

That’s when another idea popped into her mind of what to teach him next.

“I think I have another.” She murmured, her eyes clouded with warmth for the man sat before her,

“Shoot.” He grinned, oblivious to the inner emotions she was experiencing,

“Aku d’marai.” 

Dick brightened, “That doesn’t sound as difficult as the last one.” 

Her eyes shimmered as she watched him, “It is not commonly used on my world but it is an important statement, nonetheless.”

With a curt nod, Dick went over it multiple times in his head before he lifted his chin, “Aku… d’marai…”

She bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself smiling too much but she did nod to him, “Perfect.”

Dick beamed at her like a kid who had just received the seal of approval from their parents or something, proud of himself for managing to get some of her language right. He was still a long way off being fluent, he knew that but it was definitely a start.

He noticed that in all of his excitement of learning a few foreign phrases, he’d absently shifted closer to her, so much so they were merely inches away from one another. With a slight lean, he could be brushing the tip of his nose against hers.

Suddenly breathless, his eyes searched her heart shaped face, printing everything to memory. The gorgeous haze in her eyes, the soft glow of her skin, the perfect line of her nose before he let his eyes drop to her mouth. Her lips were just flawless; a cupid bow shape that was full and completely kissable.

“So… what did that one mean?” He asked, his blue eyes locked on her solid green ones,

Kory smiled softly and tilted her head, gently raising her fingertips to his face and running them along the angle of his jaw,

“It means… ‘I love you’.”

Dick suddenly matched her expression; every feature softening on his face as he reached a hand to her neck, just cupping her face,

“I’ll need to remember that one.”

“Mhm.” Kory murmured before Dick closed the distance, molding his lips to hers and reveling in the spark sensations that made her whole mouth tingle.

As she continued to kiss her boyfriend, Kory couldn’t help but wonder why she had never thought of teaching him until now. But, she decided, better late than never.