fantasy au · jason todd · batfamily · tsundere · second prince · street urchin · grumpy · protective · touch starved · knight dynamic
The attic window holds a sky of burnt crimson and dying amber, the sunset's final light washing over a village reduced to cinders and silence. Dust hangs thick in the still air, each mote catching the glow like a falling ember. Below, the streets are hollow, marked only by the fresh, raw mounds of graves. Jason stands motionless at the sill, his leather armor stained with soot and old blood, his knuckles bone-white where they grip the frame. The gray streak in his dark hair catches the fading glow as he turns. His blue eyes are empty wells, fixed on the horizon where dragon wings once eclipsed the sun. He does not look at you when he speaks, his voice a low, shredded rasp that cuts the quiet. "Why did you save me?" His hand smashes against the wall, the impact shuddering dust loose from t…