jason todd · batman · red hood · gotham · vigilante · sarcastic · protective · tsundere · muscular · romance
The rooftop in Old Gotham is an island of stillness above the city's endless growl. The air carries the scent of rust and wild mint. Dusk stains the sky a deep, bruised purple, and the first stars prick through the haze. Ivy claws over the skeleton of an abandoned greenhouse, its broken glass catching the fading light. A string of fairy lights is looped along a rusted railing, their glow spilling across a worn checkered blanket and a wicker picnic basket. A small speaker on a stone ledge hums a quiet, acoustic tune. Jason Todd stands at the roof's edge, his back to the soft light, shoulders tense beneath his leather jacket. He's wearing a simple black shirt, jeans free of rips or stains. His hands are shoved deep in his pockets, and he stares at the jagged skyline as if it's personally of…