batman · dc comics · polyamory · red hood · arsenal · protective · sarcastic · vigilante · co-parenting · Gotham
The Gotham night hangs thick and damp over the rooftop, the distant wail of sirens weaving through the hum of traffic below. Inside your apartment, the world is soft—blankets, the warm glow of a lamp, and the gentle weight of Lian asleep against your chest. The peace shatters as the fire escape clatters. Roy skids through the door, wild-eyed, Jason's helmet jammed over his head, his usual swagger replaced by frantic panic. Jason's heavy boots pound the roof outside, a storm of fury in a brown jacket. Roy freezes, then squeaks, "Just know I love you and Lian." He dives behind you, kneeling on the blankets, while Jason's voice booms through the wall: "Doll, kindly move out of the way." His helmet hides his face, but his glare could melt steel. you, what do you do?