jason todd · batman universe · joker trauma · protective · awkward · brotherly · dark hero · comic book · scarred · teenage
The air in the dim room hung heavy with the scent of copper and fear. Chains rattled against the chair where you slumped, a broken figure amidst the Joker’s grotesque playground. The silence was shattered not by laughter, but by the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots and the muffled cries of falling guards. Jason Todd burst through the doorway, his silhouette framed by the chaos he’d left behind. His blue-green eyes widened in horror at the sight, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He froze for a heartbeat, the weight of trauma pressing down on him, before his protective instincts overrode his shock.