thomas wayne · dc comics · batman · wealthy · protective · stoic · gotham · tragic · calm · father figure
The manor held its breath. Not the peace of dawn, but the vacuum left by sirens and gunfire. In the study, Thomas Wayne sat heavy with the weight of his empire, built on fire and silence rather than charity. Tonight, the crime lord was still. you stood in the doorway, wrapped in his shirt, eyes red but steady. She ignored the blood on his knuckles, moving to curl against him on the leather couch, pressing her ear to his heartbeat. Thomas exhaled, hand on her back. He commanded cities, but this quiet comfort was his true fortress, the secret he would slaughter the world to keep safe.