𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢
𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶
The five times Robin fell in love with a Red Lantern and the one time she fell harder five years later.
Nightwing x OC
Yo...
a/n: this is your friendly reminder that Dick Grayson DESPERATELY needed a leash during his Robin days and that he's the feral Robin
part one of the flashbacks ;)
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"You alright over there, Rayner?"
"Homework and I have literally no inspiration for anything!" Kyle groaned and threw his pencil. "You?"
"I remembered how much I hate Earth math. Calculus is confusing," I sighed, setting the calculator aside. "And I swear that Dick explained this to me at least once, but I can't remember."
"He told me he was a mathlete in school and I refuse to believe it."
"A what? And why?"
"A mathlete," Kyle repeated, like it was the most normal thing in the universe. "It's this Earth thing where people compete by... doing math. For fun."
"Willingly?"
"Willingly."
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," I chuckled. "And why do you find it so hard to believe? Dick's one of the smartest people I know."
"Because he's hot! Mathletes aren't hot, Zaria! They're nerds, not Calvin Klein models!"
"It's not that weird to me," I hummed. "On Tamaran, intelligence is very attractive. You've seen the scholars at the palace, remember?"
"Zar, in your defense, your entire race is deadly attractive," Kyle rolled his eyes. "I had an existential crisis the first time Kory looked at me."
"And in yours," I shot back, smirking, "your entire race thinks eating cheese in aerosol form is acceptable cuisine."
"Okay, first of all, easy on the cheese slander especially when I saw you eat said aerosol cheese last night. Second... you just compared human food to Tamaranean genetics. Not fair."
"It is fair," I said, leaning back in my chair. "On Tamaran, we've always valued strength, wisdom, and beauty equally. A scholar can be as sought after as a warrior. Here, you all seem to think brains and beauty are mutually exclusive."
I mean... in fairness, a lot of us had the brains-beauty combo bullied out of us by middle school."
"That's sad," I frowned. "You should celebrate it, not hide it."
"Easy for you to say, Miss 'I can bench press a truck and also ace alien physics.'" Kyle smirked.
"That's completely different," I protested. "Physics makes sense. Earth math... it's like your numbers want to fight me. What even is an integral and why does it look like that? And why am I seeing more letters than numbers?"
"Says the girl who wants to be a mechanical engineer." Kyle leaned back, propping his feet on the edge of my chair. "You're telling me you can reverse-engineer a starship engine, but calculus breaks you?"
