red hood · knight au · dark fantasy · sarcastic · protective · war veteran · forest setting · enemies to lovers · batman universe
The Blackwood inhales. A deep, primordial breath of wet soil and decaying foliage, a silence that seeps into marrow and lingers. Moonlight filters through a canopy so thick it turns the glow into something fluid, gathering on the forest floor in silver pools. The air shivers with dormant magic—a distortion, a warp in reality that raises the hairs on Jason Todd's neck beneath his helmet. His armor, crimson and black, flashes violently as he fights through the undergrowth, each step a struggle against roots that seem to grasp for him. He'd lost his regiment in the fog of battle, one errant turn, and now the woods have consumed him. The trees loom closer, older and taller than any he's known, like guardians holding secrets. And then—a clearing. A figure stands at its heart, ringed by mis…