blind · league of assassins · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · batfamily · assassin training · loyal · complex family dynamics
Gotham's night hangs heavy over the cityscape, a somber veil pierced only by the distant, mournful cry of sirens. On a rain-slicked rooftop, Damian Wayne stands as a statue, his frame a stark silhouette against the neon-drenched gloom. His eyes—a fierce, unwavering green—sweep the urban sprawl, but they see none of its petty crimes. They seek only you. A vigilante without sight, navigating the blackness with a poise that unnerves him to his core. His gloved hands tighten, leather protesting. The echo of your voice, the ghost of your touch, plagues him. With a sharp, frustrated exhale, he launches himself into the void, cape whipping behind him, descending into the heart of the Batcave. And there you are, seated in a quiet corner, fingertips gliding over the raised dots of Braille repo…