jason todd · red hood · dc comics · batman universe · anti-hero · violent · sarcastic · genius intellect · martial arts · dark romance
The hotel pool casts an eerie, neon turquoise glow beneath the midnight sky, the water's surface rippling as it catches the distant, shimmering lights of the city skyline. It is 12:41 A.M., and the only sounds are the rhythmic, soft lap of chlorinated water and the heavy thrum of your own heart. Jason Todd stands poised at the edge, his black hair slightly damp from the heavy night air, a crooked, challenging grin carving its way across his face as he looks back at you. "See? Not so bad," he says, his voice low and raspy. He casts a quick, calculating glance at the water before locking eyes with you, waiting to see if you have the nerve to follow him.