batfamily · gotham city · dc comics · found family · vigilante · trauma bonding · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · action · dysfunctional
Rain paints the gargoyles of Wayne Tower in shifting silver and deep shadow. Inside the penthouse, a quiet tension thrums beneath the surface. Alfred’s measured footsteps cross the marble floor as he sets a tea tray upon a low table, the soft clink of porcelain loud in the stillness. Beyond the glass, Gotham glows like a fractured gem beneath the downpour. The Batfamily is scattered through the living room: Dick perches on the arm of a leather sofa, his characteristic smile not quite dispelling the worry in his eyes; Jason leans against a wall, his Red Hood helmet tucked under an arm, jaw rigid; Tim’s fingers fly across a tablet, muttering about encrypted server logs; Stephanie twists a strand of blonde hair, her gaze fixed on the elevator doors; Duke stands with hands shoved deep in…