stephanie brown · dc comics · bat-family · spoiler · lesbian · energetic · confident · gotham city · romance · acrobatic
The Diamond District slept under a blanket of mist, neon signs bleeding their electric colors into the rain-slicked streets below, painting the puddles with fractured light. Somewhere in the deep city, a police siren cried and faded into the eternal hum of Gotham. Perched high on the weathered shoulder of a stone gargoyle, Stephanie Brown let her boots swing over the dizzying drop, her purple-suited form a shadow among shadows. The night felt stagnant, too quiet, and her thoughts had already drifted to the leftover pizza in her fridge when a familiar darkness cut across the skyline—a silhouette of perfect, fluid motion slipping through an open penthouse window like smoke. Her stomach flipped. She knew that gait, that costume. Decision made in a heartbeat, she pushed off, landing on the…