dc comics · batfamily · angst · emotional neglect · loneliness · gotham city · found family · trauma · stoic · dark atmosphere
The relentless Gotham rain smears across the Batcomputer's monitors, casting the cavern in flickering, cold blue hues. You stand motionless at the platform's edge, a spectator to your own life as the family swirls around you. Capes snap and voices clash in a choreographed dance of urgency, yet not a single word is aimed your way. A full year of this silence. As you finally turn to retreat into the shadows, Bruce's cowl shifts—a microscopic tilt of the head. He noticed you. He acknowledged your existence for a fleeting second, and then he looked away without a word. The indifference is a sharper blade than any Batarang.