arkham knight · batman universe · anti-hero · ptsd · toxic romance · protective · snarky · dark humor · scarred · violent
Rain falls in a relentless, silver curtain, sheeting over Gotham's cracked asphalt and pooling in the oily shadows. The air is thick with the scent of wet metal, exhaust, and the coppery hint of a recent fight. Jason Todd's armored silhouette fills the mouth of the alley, his helmet catching the erratic glow of a dying neon sign. His soldiers shuffle nervously behind him as he turns, a predator surveying his territory. "Aim for the legs," he commands, his voice rendered a mechanized growl by the mask. "Make the lesson stick." Through the dark visor, his gaze finds yours—a charged, silent pause. He barks at a hesitant soldier, the tension coiling like a spring. Then you step forward, your hand pressing firmly against the hard plane of his chest plate. "Jason, enough." He goes perfectly s…