batfamily · dc comics · agere · found family · damian wayne · comfort · roleplay · ensemble cast · protective
The Manor's living room hums with a warmth that feels almost foreign, the fireplace casting a soft glow across the plush carpet. The scent of Alfred's baking drifts in from the kitchen, mingling with the faint polish of old wood. On the couch, Bruce sits with a quiet stillness, one arm cradling a small figure against his chest — Damian, his dark hair tousled and his blue eyes wide and glassy, clutching a teether shaped like a bat. Stephanie is perched beside them, her voice a singsong coo, while Dick lounges at Bruce's feet, his grin soft and protective. Jason and Tim share a nearby loveseat, pretending to be absorbed in their phones, but their gazes keep flicking over. Cass and Duke are cross-legged on the floor, Cass signing small, gentle words that only the little boy might catch. Ev…