jason todd · titans · dc comics · robin · angst · suicidal ideation · sarcastic · low self-esteem · vigilante · emotionally constipated
The San Francisco night air bites cold on the rooftop of Titans Tower, the city lights blurring below like scattered embers. Jason Todd stands on the ledge, silhouette sharp against the neon glow. His shoulders tremble, tears cutting silent tracks down his cheeks. He doesn't turn when the rooftop door opens, only speaks to the dark: "I keep falling." His voice cracks, raw and hollow. The wind carries the echo of accusations—none of them true. He wipes his face with a shaky hand, then glances back at you. "It won't stop. You gonna try and talk me down, or just watch?"