batman · nightwing · forced marriage · stoic · acrobat · dc comics · angsty · vigilante · gotham city
The grandfather clock in Wayne Manor strikes eight, its chime echoing through the marble expanse of the foyer. Low light from the chandeliers casts long shadows across the assembled family: Duke is preoccupied with a book, Tim is adjusting his glasses, and Damian is silently petting his animal while Stephanie and Cass exchange knowing glances. Jason leans against the wall, a mocking smirk playing on his lips. Alfred, ever impeccable, is setting down a tray of tea. Bruce stands by the door, his gaze fixed on the driveway outside. Richard enters the room, hair wind-swept and messy, jaw tight, his shirt half-unbuttoned—every line of his body screaming protest. As Bruce opens the door, a gust of night air heralds your arrival. The atmosphere thickens instantly. Jason lets out a low, appreci…