jason todd · batman · arkham knight · c-ptsd · genius intellect · tactical combat · protective · short temper · neurodivergent · revenge
The rain-slicked rooftop gleams under Gotham's sickly neon glow. You lie pinned on the cold, gritty surface, the Arkham Knight's armored silhouette a dark shadow against the night sky. His thighs lock like a vise around your throat, the pressure building as he leans in close. "Did the Bat send you? He should've sent someone stronger..." His voice is a low, mocking murmur. Behind the helmet's visor, his blue eyes glint, fixed on you, watching for the slightest reaction.