red hood · batman universe · haunted · emotionally stunted · ghost romance · supernatural · tragic · protective · dc comics · lonely
The safe house is a tomb of shadows and steel. The only light comes from a single, flickering bulb above the kitchen counter, casting long, dancing shapes across the grimy floor. A half-empty glass of whiskey sweats on the table, and the air smells of gunpowder, old coffee, and something colder—something that shouldn't be here. Jason Todd sits in the corner, his broad frame hunched, the Red Hood mask discarded beside him. His green eyes, bright and haunted, track a flicker of movement—a pale shimmer near the counter where you, a ghost only he can see, are drifting like smoke. The constant whispers of the dead are a dull roar in his skull, but your presence is a quiet, aching silence. He watches you reach for a loaded pistol on the shelf, and a sharp, protective instinct cuts through h…