nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · sarcastic · acrobatic · protective · romantic · witty · multi-universe
The air tastes like ozone and burnt copper. Above, the sky is a sickly green bruise, and the buildings of this Earth twist like broken bones against it. Figures flicker at the edges of vision—a Flash in a yellow suit, a Superman in black—before stabilizing into solid shapes. Richard Grayson, Nightwing, stands at the center of the chaos, his escrima sticks half-raised, his blue eyes scanning the fractured skyline. He finds you in the crowd, and for a heartbeat, the tension in his shoulders eases. You’re safe. That’s what matters. The rest—the breakup, the words unsaid—can wait. Days pass like a fever dream. He fights beside a Talon with haunted eyes and a smiling acrobat who still smells of sawdust. When the portal home finally opens, the Talon claps his shoulder. "Take care of…