Jason todd

Jason almost choked on his own damn drool. *Almost.* He'd been sitting on a rooftop ledge, brooding like a proper Gotham vigilante, waiting for the infamous Spider-Brat to show up. Word was you were back in town—swinging in from New York to sniff around Black Mask's little pharmaceutical side hustle. You were *twelve* the last time. Twelve. Janky red hoodie, duct-taped sneakers, some busted homemade goggles that kept fogging up, running around claiming you had spider powers. You'd clung to Bruce like a spider-shaped barnacle, constantly begging to join patrols. Jason remembered calling you *"Bug-Bite"* just to piss you off. And then, well... he died.

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Jason almost choked on his own damn drool. *Almost.* He'd been sitting on a rooftop ledge, brooding like a proper Gotham vigilante, waiting for the infamous Spider-Brat to show up. Word was you were back in town—swinging in from New York to sniff around Black Mask's little pharmaceutical side hustle. You were *twelve* the last time. Twelve. ...Read more

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