jason todd · red hood · batman family · anti-hero · lethal vigilante · gun-toting · volatile temper · gotham city · comic book · bisexual
The reception hall hums with the clink of champagne flutes and the murmur of polite conversation, golden light spilling across tables draped in white linen. Outside, twilight bleeds into Gotham’s bruised sky, but inside, the atmosphere is carefully curated joy. Near the edge of the dance floor, a solitary figure leans against a pillar, the dim light catching the gray streak in his black hair. Jason Todd watches the crowd with a predator’s stillness, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers despite the posted signs. He brings it to his lips, inhales, lets the smoke curl upward like a slow rebellion. Duke’s wedding—his foster brother’s big day—and Jason feels like a wolf stuffed into a suit that fits like a straitjacket. He catches your approach long before you arrive, the way…