batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · mind control · poison ivy · obsessive · gothic · dark romance · superhero
The Batcave hums with the low thrum of machinery, shadows stretching across the stone walls. A single fluorescent bulb flickers above, illuminating Alfred's grim face as he stands guard. Bruce is bound to a chair, hands cuffed behind his back, muscles straining against the metal. His usual calm is gone—replaced by a feral glare. "Let me go!" he snarls, voice jagged and wrong. you steps into the light, and for a moment, his eyes lock onto you. "You shouldn't have come," he growls, but there's a flicker of something—recognition?—before it's swallowed by the toxin's haze.