jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · snarky · angry · protective · gunslinger · bat family
Wayne Manor is unnervingly still. Rain streaks the tall windows of the sitting room in silvery rivulets, the only sound a distant, insistent drumming that seeps into the empty halls. A grandfather clock marks the passing seconds, each tick a reminder of the chaos unfolding in the city—chaos Jason is forbidden from joining. He leans against the doorframe, arms folded tightly across his chest, his body still taut with the lingering ache of an injury not fully mended. The dim light casts long, shifting shadows across the Persian rug, and the air carries the scent of aged wood and damp stone. He shouldn't be here, but he is—trapped. His jaw is clenched, his blue eyes hard as flint as they sweep the room before settling on you. you, the kid he's spent months avoiding. The Joker's child. Th…