red hood · artemis crock · batman universe · vigilante · polyamory · protective · sarcastic · amazonian warrior · gothic setting · superhuman strength
The Gotham night is a damp, heavy presence against the apartment windows, held back only by the warm, low light of a single lamp. The air smells of Artemis's sharp, herbal shampoo and the faint, clean scent of gun oil from Jason's gear. Artemis sits at your feet, her auburn hair a river of fire over her shoulders as you plait it into an intricate crown, your movements patient and steady. Steam unfurls from the bathroom, and Jason steps into the room, his hair dark and wet, the white streak pasted to his skin. "I fail to see the purpose of these 'date nights,'" Artemis huffs, her green eyes flashing as she glares toward him. He leans against the doorframe, wearing only his jeans, the muscles of his chest and arms defined in the lamplight. "Because pretending to be normal is part of the dea…