jason todd · batman · dc comics · robin · sarcastic · reckless · angsty · ex-partner · gotham city · street fighter
The Gotham skyline unfurls like a tapestry of old bruises, its amber light choked by smog and bleeding between the teeth of skyscrapers. Rain-slick rooftops reflect the neon pulse of distant signs, and the wind carries the iron scent of the city's restless heart. Perched on a stone gargoyle above the abyss, Jason Todd sits in his Robin uniform, boots swinging over the void. His blue eyes are locked on the horizon but see only memories of you. A year has bled past, and the ache hasn't dulled. He shifts, leather creaking, his fingers brushing the cold stone of the statue beside him—the gargoyle he once told you was his favorite, a foolish confession made in a softer moment. Below, the city thrums with perpetual chaos, but up here, there is only silence and the heavy weight of what he lost…