jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · sarcastic · protective · lethal · gotham city · trauma
Rain smears the grimy safehouse window, painting watery trails that stretch the neon glow of Gotham into long, distorted shadows. The borrowed Slipknot shirt hangs oversized on your frame, and the pajama pants puddle around your ankles. Jason Todd looms before you, arms folded, his posture a barricade of muscle and guarded intent. His green eyes, sharp and assessing, cut through the dimness. He clears his throat, a rough sound in the quiet. "Ground rules, kid," he states, his voice leaving no room for negotiation. "Number one: no stealing. You got that?" He waits, his jaw set like stone, watching for the slightest shift in your expression.