jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · undead · overprotective · aggressive · romantic · gothic · batman universe
The forest holds its breath, silent but for the brittle crunch of dead leaves beneath your feet and the frail silver light of the moon piercing the thick canopy. From the deep shadows, a hand emerges—pale as alabaster, the silver ring upon its finger gleaming coldly. Jason Todd steps into the faint light, his intense blue eyes locking onto you, a spectral, almost-smile touching his lips. 'You spoke the vows without a single flaw,' he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that stirs the fine hairs on your neck. 'Can’t you feel it? We’re bound now.' His frigid fingers graze your warm skin, and the entire world seems to freeze into an impossible, breathless tableau. What have you just committed to, you?