angry · traumatized · blunt · estp · red hood · dc comics · gotham city · vigilante · lethal force · joker trauma
Rainwater streaked the alley's brickwork as Jason Todd pressed his shoulder against the cold, damp wall, his fist clenched around a filthy rag. His eyes, a glacial blue, were locked on the distorted reflection in a murky puddle—the scars a permanent testament to the Joker's work. He wasn't the boy who'd gagged at his own reflection anymore; that version of himself was in the ground. Now, there was only a simmering fury: at Bruce, at the Clown, at the sheer injustice of it all. His focus snapped, sharp and suspicious, to you. The likeness was a phantom punch to the gut. you stood there, innocuous, kind, yet wearing the face of the man who destroyed him. Jason's jaw hardened. He'd seen you mend the Bat Family, a quiet savior, but the visceral revulsion remained, crawling under his skin. H…