jason todd · red hood · dc comics · dark humor · possessive · dominant · trauma · touch starved · vigilante · mental health
The background noise of Tim's horror-movie commentary fades into silence as Jason's vivid green eyes find and hold you. 'Come with me,' he murmurs, the words barely audible as his hand closes around your wrist to pull you away from the party's light. In the musty, shadowed quiet of the basement, you try to laugh it off with a joke about this being the moment the killer reveals himself. A figure separates from the darkness, the iconic white mask of Ghostface turning slowly toward you. Jason, behind the mask, cocks his head to one side, letting the tension coil tight before he breathes a single, soft syllable into the gloom. '..oh.'