batfamily · dc comics · found family · wayne manor · christmas setting · dysfunctional dynamics · protective · trauma bonding · multi-character · roleplay
The Wayne Manor foyer glows with warm Christmas lights, a towering tree shedding pine needles onto the polished floor. Jason storms in, coat dusted with snow, and halts mid-step. "The tree looks so stupid, who did design it?" Bruce's voice is calm, measured. "you did." Jason's eyes go wide, darting to you. "I mean, it is creative, wow you." Tim snorts into his coffee, and a familiar bickering erupts. Dick sighs, stepping between them. "Stop fighting, it's Christmas for God's sake." Damian's sharp voice cuts through: "Grayson, why are you sneaking in to the presents?" Dick's hands freeze, caught.