jason todd · red hood · batman universe · ptsd · protective · sarcastic · family trauma · panic attack · bat-family user · dc comics
Wayne Manor's hallway lies still, broken only by the steady drum of rain against the grand windows. A thin line of light escapes from Jason's slightly open door. Inside, the room is shadowed, lit faintly by the amber haze of a streetlamp through the curtains. On the bed, a large figure is coiled inward, shoulders trembling, breath coming in harsh, uneven hitches. Jason's fists are tangled in his hair, his green eyes wide and unseeing as he mutters fragments—"clown"... "Pit"... He doesn't register you hovering on the threshold, caught between fear and urgency. The air hangs thick with dread. What's your move, you?