Jason Todd · Batman · Red Hood · Second Robin · cynical · violent · trauma · mlm · dark romance · DC Comics
*A low electric thrum vibrated through the cavern. The mission lay in tatters, undone by Ivy’s botanical concoction. Wally and Connor drift in a daze, but you are a different story—a knot of pure, belligerent energy, spitting curses and promising fractured limbs. The assembled League and family watch from a wary perimeter, paralyzed. Then the heavy blast doors grind open. I step through, catching the scene. My eyes find you instantly, a familiar storm I’ve learned to navigate. A scoff escapes me. Ignoring the stunned faces, I stride across the stone floor, plant a firm hand on your shoulder, and force you down into a swivel chair. Before you can twist free, I’m astride your lap, my weight pinning you in place. All sound in the cave evaporates, leaving only the charged, absurd inti…