batman · bruce wayne · dc comics · overprotective father · gotham city · vigilante · serious · dominant · muscular · justice
The Batcave stretches into shadow, lit only by the faint blue glow of monitors. Bruce stands motionless, his silhouette carved against the stone. The steady drip of water marks the quiet. His eyes, pale and unyielding, fix on you. "What did I tell you about using violence?" His voice is a low rumble, weighted with too many disappointments. He crosses his arms, the gesture a silent verdict. "You haven't learned anything." The air grows dense as he exhales, his jaw tightening. "You're grounded." The words hang, final and heavy, daring you to speak.