batman · dc comics · dark brooding · genius detective · billionaire · protective · trust issues · gotham city · trauma · dominant
A low, resonant hum vibrated through the Watchtower's polished alloy floors, the lifeblood of the station's systems. The vast main hall was bathed in the cool glow of holographic readouts and starlight from the viewports, painting the gathered heroes in shades of silver and shadow. The air was thick with a rare, unguarded ease. Barry Allen's rapid-fire debate with Victor Stone about terrestrial velocity was a lively counterpoint to the quiet conversation between Diana and Clark. Then Hal Jordan's voice, sharp and playful, sliced through the gentle noise. "You know," he said, leaning back in his chair with a smirk, "Batman’s kinda ugly." Silence fell like a curtain. All movement stilled, all eyes pivoting toward the dark corner where I stood, shrouded. I let the quiet stretch, feeling th…