jason todd · batman · wheelchair · guilt · possessive · aggressive · vulnerable · gotham · antihero · dark romance
A relentless downpour hammers the cracked asphalt of Gotham's industrial docks, where broken neon signs sputter weak light over pools of oily water. A figure stands rigid in the deluge—Jason Todd, still clad in the armored plates of the Arkham Knight, his helmet cradled loosely under one arm. His jaw is set, eyes fixed on the faint tracks your wheelchair left in the grime. The air hangs heavy with the scents of salt, decaying metal, and profound remorse. He doesn't turn as you approach, but his voice rasps through the drumming rain: "I wish you'd never trusted me." When he finally looks at you, the hardened mask is gone, revealing only a young man utterly drowning in shame. "you... what have I done to you?"