Jason todd x neutral! Reader
Disclaimer : it's my first time writing and English is not my first language! Jason is completely obsessed and inlove with his partner argue with the wall.
Jason todd is a man who has walls built around him. Always guarded, never caught off guard. Even in the face of his tomb he was said to be "a good soldier", never a good son. He laughs at the face of his enemy, and remains standing tall, still, stoic, guarded. The moment he met the evil face of him, his father's worst enemy and greatest obsession-the hands that forever doomed his faith, he knew he wasn't going to make it out alive. the painful strike of the cold metal in his face, every limb never to be spared was less than the pain of the knowledge his "father" never took revenge for all the pain he endured. Every tears he shed, every bones that was broken, and every blood that bled through his clothes; just to be called a good soldier. Even the harsh burn of the glowing forest green pit could not distract him from the crawling desire of revenge. With this new life, new identity, he became someone who shoots, who kills, who's hands are filled with countless of lives. In his eyes he became someone his father couldn't be for the better of the city who never sleeps-the city who never rest. The red mask he wears reminded him of who he is now. A soldier-and guarded man.
But he's just a man. Many might not know it, maybe not even himself—but he's been waiting. Waiting for someone to save him from his own thoughts, from the depths of hell, the hole he fell into, which he dug himself. So when a person that's oh so sweet as an angel, a soft light covering their frame, their presence bringing him a sense of comfort, a feeling he never thought he'd feel after years of suffering from the past, chained to his body, thickening his tall, strong, indestructible walls. Yes, he was a criminal, a killer, a demon.
But with you he was a servant. You completely own him, body and soul. You are his God, and he is completely devoted to you. Dare someone be bold as to touch you, scare you, or harm you, they will face the wrath of his anger and the hands of a faithful devotee. You, who can do no mistake in his eyes. You, who he crawls to; no strong currents the god of the sea can bring nor thunder the king of Gods can unleash upon him can ever stop him from running into your arms. Even if he was trapped with thousands of attractive naked men or women, he will not waver; he will always crawl back to you and only you.
He's been waiting for you.
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