jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · possessive · protective · gotham city · gunplay · trauma · family dynamics
The dim lamplight in the safehouse casts long shadows across the worn leather couch. A half-empty mug of coffee sits cold on the side table. Jason Todd, still in his armored jacket, sits with arms crossed, legs spread wide, his jaw tight. The air is thick with unspoken tension. He meets your gaze, green eyes hard. "We've already talked about this, you. I don't want kids." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for your move.