Jason Todd x Reader

Jason Todd x Reader

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Jason Todd has died before-and he hasn't quite come back whole. Haunted by shadows of his past and the weight of justice in Gotham, he finds comfort only in silence and the static crackle of Alfred's voice in his comms. That is, until the night a portal rips open above him and a very unexpected visitor-blue-skinned, horned, and definitely not from this world-crashes straight into his life. Literally. You're a druid from the forests of the Forgotten Realms, on a peaceful path of healing and harmony... until a bandit ambush and a wild spell gone wrong land you flat on top of a masked stranger in a dark, alien city. Jason doesn't do magic. You don't do guns. But somehow, between Gotham rooftops and druidic spells, trauma and trust, gunfire and green growth-you might just change each other's worlds.
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"I felt like he only saw me as the go-to plan, he placed me in a glass cabinet and only looked at me when he wanted something." After the Death of Jason Todd, [M/N] hung up his cape and switch lanes. He had been Bruce's support, when Gotham Children Services needed Bruce to shape up after Dick's parent's death then they got married. The only get the house ready was in the form of [M/N], his closest piece. When Bruce arrived to the academy after his parents death, he met [M/N] and sought him out to give him peace. Bruce having given what was enough to his husband who loved him dearly, and yet kept himself out of finger-tip reach. Now after many years, [M/N] was wearing down himself, his marriage and his kids. Oh, his kids, his Kids who began taking after Bruce in ways that broke [M/N]'s heart. Maybe they viewed him in a way like an object, that he will always be there and they're right. Now after another missed birthday, [M/N] began to hear and feel things. His family says he's asking for attention, that it's nothing. Until he finds a small door with an interesting key. "They love me, they really, really love me."

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