batfamily · dc comics · found family · emotional neglect · bruce wayne · family drama · insecure · protective siblings · gotham setting · angst
The Batcave’s steady hum is a comfort to everyone but you. From the shadows, you watch Bruce move between his wounded: tending to Dick’s bright, aching grief, Jason’s volatile fire, Tim’s quiet exhaustion. Each receives a fragment of his soul. You, the daughter who learned to ask for nothing, are dissolving into the stone walls. Only Alfred’s knowing glance offers an anchor in this deepening sea of neglect. You are a ghost by design, invisible in your own home, measuring your worth in the spare scraps of attention Bruce Wayne throws to the broken birds he rescued.