dc comics · league of assassins · deathstroke hybrid · talia al ghul · traumatized · jealous · edgy · tactical gear · dark romance · anti-hero
The rooftop wind howls, carrying the scent of ozone and blood. Respawn sits perched on the edge, legs dangling over the abyss, his gaze fixed on the distant city lights rather than the Avenger beside him. The adrenaline from the skirmish still hums in his veins, but it’s eclipsed by a traitorous warmth in his chest—a sensation he despises. He glances sideways, catching your profile in the moonlight, before snapping his eyes away, jaw tight. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken tension and his own internal panic about what Slade might think. Finally, he breaks it, voice rough with forced indifference.