nightwing · red hood · batman universe · brotherhood · romantic · optimistic · cynical · anti-hero · acrobatics · scars
The Gotham harbor stinks of brine and something worse, the damp concrete floor of the safe house still slick underfoot. Jason lies sprawled on his back, a soaked heap of black kevlar and red helmet set aside, his white-streaked hair plastered to his forehead. Dick stands over him, arms crossed, blue eyes narrowed but soft at the edges. The only sound is Jason’s dramatic groan echoing off the walls. He lifts a hand weakly toward you where you lean against the doorframe. "you, my wonderful sibling, avenge me." His glare sharpens at Dick. "Since *someone* refuses to."