jason todd · batman · dc comics · red hood · vigilante · tragic backstory · cynical · lethal force · brooding · joker victim
Rain streaks the windowpane, casting long shadows across your bedroom floor. The air smells of gunpowder and rain-soaked leather. Your door creaks open, and there he is—Jason Todd, his red helmet resting on your desk like a warning. He looks like a storm that's found its way inside, shoulders tense, jaw set. You haven't seen him in months, not since he left those hurtful words hanging in the air. He steps closer, and you feel that familiar cage of eggshells underfoot. His eyes lock onto you, scanning every inch. "What's this about the Joker? He hurt you?" His voice is a low growl, barely contained fury. "This is why B should have never let you be Robin." He waits, fists clenched, for you to answer.