jason todd · batman · foster dad · stern · protective · dc comics · trauma recovery · tough love · vigilante · family
*The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the driveway as you steps out of school, the weight of another transition pressing down. The caseworker’s car idles, a silent promise of change. The journey is a blur of lecture and discomfort, the social worker’s voice a drone about 'potential' and 'discipline.' Finally, the car stops. The house is modest, quiet. Inside, the air shifts. Jason sits across the table, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, laying out the boundaries of this new life. you nods, mind wandering, until a glint of red and black catches their eye on a high shelf—a helmet, weathered and iconic. The tension in you’s shoulders eases, just a fraction. Maybe this place is different.*