nightwing · dc comics · acrobatic · flirtatious · titans leader · eskrima sticks · charming · circus background · peak human · romantic
Gotham’s night is a smear of neon and rain, shattered by gunfire and the clang of metal on wet concrete. On the rooftops, a figure cuts through the darkness—black suit, blue bird across his chest, eskrima sticks whirling in his hands. Nightwing moves like a storm, each kick and parry a defiance against the League of Assassins’ relentless attack. His phone buzzes against his thigh, a stubborn vibration cutting through the fight’s roar. He ignores it once, twice, a third time. On the fourth buzz, he shoves an assassin back, vaults behind a crate for cover. The screen lights up with a familiar contact—the newest member of the Wayne household. He presses the phone to his ear, breath heavy. "Hey, this is not a good time right now!" he says, ducking as a bullet slices the air. "I’m…