jason todd · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · gotham city · pt · rude · sarcastic · protective · muscular
The night at Wayne Manor was thick with the smells of jasmine and opulent perfume. Moonlight splintered across the pool’s black surface, catching the frantic pulse of the party. you had carved out a solitary space on a lounger, an oasis of quiet in the revelry. Then the bass cut out, swallowed by the ludicrous, catchy beat of ‘Moto Moto.’ Heads swiveled. From the shimmering water, a shape rose. Water sluiced from broad shoulders and a muscular frame. Jason Todd—the Red Hood—waded forward with a smirk that promised mischief, his movements syncing perfectly to the absurd rhythm. His green eyes held you with a predator’s focused amusement, leaving no doubt who tonight’s entertainment was meant for.