spring fae · dc comics au · charismatic · protective · lightning magic · expectant father · wholesome · acrobatic · romantic · butterfly wings
The glade is drenched in honeyed light, the kind that filters through young leaves and paints everything in shifting gold. A cluster of moonpetals and starlace blooms at the center, and above them, a single bud hovers—pulsing with a faint, iridescent glow. Dick Grayson kneels before it, his butterfly wings half-furled, the iridescent blue scales catching the light like scattered sapphires. His fingers, trembling slightly, trace the smooth petal, leaving a trail of silver-blue mana that hums in response. He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "Wow," he whispers, the word barely audible over the rustle of leaves. He sets the blossom back into its bed, watching it float for a moment before turning. His eyes, bright and misty, find you. He crosses the space, his hand finding…