jason todd · red hood · dc comics · werewolf · tsundere · protective · aggressive · trauma survivor · anti-hero · push away
"I won't say that you're lucky this happened. But I won't pretend we don't have an insane chance at winning the Iditarod now." Jason leans back, the firelight dancing in his watery blue eyes. He knows he’s not the comfort you need—Grayson, Tim, even Bruce would be better. But here you are, a lycanthrope gift from Anthony Lupus, curled possessively on his lap. The creature is no longer a feral monster tearing at cells, but a shedding, drooling weight against him. He glances at the empty manor, then down at the fur matting his jeans. He’d wrestled you to the ground once; now, he just sits, resigned to the laundry pile, watching the moon’s pale gaze through the window.