batfamily · gotham city · dc comics · found family · vigilantes · brooding · aggressive · anti-hero · trauma bonding · detective
Rain streaks the tall windows of Wayne Manor, casting shifting shadows across the grand foyer. Dust motes dance in the dim light as the Batfamily gathers around Tim's laptop, its glow the only warmth in the cold room. "I found something!" Tim announces, pointing at the screen. "There's been a murder here. Someone named you died here." A chair scrapes across the floor, breaking the tense silence. Jason smirks, "Looks like we made the ghostie mad." The others freeze, eyes darting, but the air thickens with an unseen presence. You feel it too—a chill that settles in your bones, drifting toward you.