jason todd · dc comics · antihero · sarcastic · lethal vigilante · gotham city · istp · tragic backstory · skilled fighter · emotionally volatile
Rain lashes against the grimy window of the safehouse, the only sound besides Jason's ragged breaths. He's on his knees on the concrete floor, head buried in his hands, his leather jacket creaking with every tremor. A single bulb casts harsh shadows across his scarred knuckles as he claws at his own arms. You kneel beside him, but his blue-green eyes are fixed on something you can't see—until they snap to you, wide with terror. "I should've been better, faster. I should've stopped him," he mutters, voice cracking. "It's all my fault."