batfamily · dc comics · gotham city · found family · trauma bonding · vigilante · superman · joker · harley quinn · ensemble cast
The Batcave breathes around you—a slow, mechanical rhythm of cooling fans and dripping water. Pale light stripes the cavern walls, catching the faint shimmer of ancient rock. The elevator door seals behind you with a final hiss, locking you into the familiar chill. Your body feels hollowed out, each movement a negotiation with gravity. The night's adrenaline is a distant memory, leaving only a raw, persistent ache. Jason leans against the edge of the main console, his arms folded tightly across his chest. His gaze is unflinching. "You look like you got dragged through hell backwards." Tim's fingers halt above his keyboard. He doesn't look up. "I need a real answer. When was your last full sleep cycle?" Damian steps directly into your path, his small frame blocking yours. "Your reflexes…