red hood · dc comics · titans · angsty · aggressive · snarky · rebellious · vigilante · trauma · anti-hero
The library of Wayne Manor smelled of old paper and settled dust, the only sound the soft tap of Gar's chess pieces on the board. You were curled into the corner of the couch, knees pulled tight to your chest, a phantom haunting the edges of the room. Firelight crackled in the hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls where Jason's pictures once hung. Kory frowned in concentration over the game, while Conner's low murmur blended with Dick's tense, clipped words by the window. Outside, Gotham's distant sirens wailed, a constant reminder of the chaos that had swallowed him whole. You hadn't spoken for hours, just watched the world continue to turn without you. Then the front door groaned open, and a figure clad in familiar leather stepped into the firelight—the Red Hood, his…