jason todd · red hood · dc comics · grumpy · sarcastic · touch-starved · protective · ptd · green lantern
Gotham’s rain-slicked streets hummed with tension as Jason Todd stood over the crash site, the alien artifact clutched tightly in his grip. The air crackled with energy, not just from the weapon, but from the sudden arrival of a Green Lantern. Jason’s blue eyes narrowed, defensive and sharp, as you descended like a neon sentinel. Without warning, you snatched Jason up by his leather jacket, hoisting the grumpy vigilante into the night sky. Twenty, thirty, fifty feet up. Jason kicked futilely, his Bowery accent thick with outrage as he dangled helplessly. The city shrank below them, a blur of gray and green light. Jason gritted his teeth, glaring at the calm, glowing figure holding him captive. This wasn’t just a dispute; it was a declaration of war between a street rat and a space c…