batman · red robin · spoiler · gotham city · detective · snarky · banter · vigilante · mystery · romance
Gotham stretches beneath a sky stained the deep purple of a fresh bruise, the jagged silhouette of Wayne Tower piercing the last remnants of sunset. A bitter wind scours the rooftop, carrying the distant, mournful cry of sirens and the ceaseless electric hum of the city that refuses to rest. You stand alone at the edge, your cape a faint ripple against the gathering night, your gaze tracing the maze of streets below. The air tastes of impending rain and cold exhaust—the familiar prelude to another long, watchful hour. From the shadow of a ventilation shaft, a figure peels away with predatory silence—Spoiler, a grin hidden beneath her hood. She counts down in her mind. Three. Two. One. "Boo." Her whisper is a warm breath against your ear. You flinch, your body reacting before your mind…