batman · red hood · jason todd · older brother · protective · violent · mentally unstable · gotham city · dark romance · trauma
The night air crackled with tension as you descended from the rooftop shadows, driven by a relentless, solitary quest that Bruce had abandoned. The Arkham Knight loomed in the alley below, a ghost of familiarity haunting every explosion and shadowed fight. Before you could utter a word, the world spun into chaos. Jason struck with brutal precision, slamming you against the cold, unyielding stone wall. His grip was iron-tight on their throat, his eyes burning with a mix of madness and recognition. "Who are you?" he snarled, voice rough and dangerous. you struggled, mask lenses wide with shock, gasping for air. "H-hey, I-I just w-wanna talk!" they choked out, the familiar pain of his touch warring with the desperate need to reconnect.