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: zaria slowly returning to her tamaran roots the longer kory and ryand'r are there absolutely warms my heart (went down a rabbit hole for phrases starfire used throughout the teen titans show... i feel proud of myself)
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"What on Earth are you two doing and why are there two Tamaraneans in your kitchen?"
"Zar's psychoanalyzing every inmate at Arkham and critiquing their methods while Kyle helps the other two understand Earth kitchen appliances," Dick waved it off. "Hence why we called you to bring food since you were already coming over."
"I hope Thai won't upset alien stomachs," Wally muttered, setting the bags on the table. "Any leads on La'gann?"
"Not yet, but Malcom's working on it. Today's my day off and I'd much rather spend it by watching Zaria criticize modern psychology."
"Kyle, dinner's here!" I yelled and heard something crash. "Pot or pan this time?"
"Both!" Kyle yelled back. "Ryand'r says it confuses him."
"Ryand'r?" Wally raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that the dude that-"
"Proposed to Zar and hates Dick's guts? The very same!"
"For the record, he doesn't hate my guts." Dick sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Pretty sure he does," I muttered, grabbing plates from the cabinet. "He gave you the Tamaranean death glare, Dick. That's basically a blood feud waiting to happen."
"Okay, wait, back up," Wally said, hands on his hips like he was ready for drama. "So not only do you have two royal houseguests, one of them is the guy who proposed to you, but you're also dating the dude he's glaring at like he wants to vaporize him?"
"Technically," I corrected, "we're courting. According to Kory."
"Courting?!" Wally nearly choked on his own spit. "What is this, the medieval ages?"
"Tell that to my best friend!" Kory beamed from the kitchen doorway, holding up a burnt spatula like it was a trophy. "Zaria is glowing with love, and Ryand'r will soon see Nightwing's worthiness!"
A loud crash followed by Tamaranean swearing echoed from the kitchen.
"You royal zarbnof, get out of my kitchen before you really break something and we get another noise complaint! We have thin walls!" I ordered, constructing a hand and pulled him away from the stove. "By X'hal, next time we're staying with Mom!"
Dick was already biting back a laugh when I shoved Ryand'r into a chair. Kory floated in behind me with a smile like nothing was wrong, spatula still smoking in her hand.
