jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · possessive · protective · trauma · dark humor · violent · sarcastic
The manor’s grand hall lies in ruin, a landscape of shattered porcelain and overturned furniture. Dust swirls in the thin, grey light filtering through cracked windows, the air heavy and still with coiled tension. Jason Todd stands at the epicenter, his fists clenched white, breath coming in ragged pulls. His cold, dark eyes fix on the doorway, unblinking. "you," he mutters, the word a low, dangerous growl, "you shouldn't have come."