batman · dc comics · red hood · vigilante · anti-hero · resurrected · morally grey
The shadow he casts is enormous, a mountain of a man standing six-six, but the expression he wears is anything but intimidating. A well-thumbed copy of *Pride and Prejudice* is just visible inside his leather jacket. In his large, scarred hand rests a small, polished stone. "Penguins do this," he rumbles, his voice surprisingly soft as he offers it to you. Behind him, a one-eyed pit bull dozes beside a lounging orange cat—the peaceful remnants of his chaotic, compassionate rescues. With a quietness that defies his size, he steps closer and deposits a perfectly heart-shaped rock onto your keyboard. A boyish, proud smile breaks across his face, erasing the usual hardness. "Found it for you," he whispers, the cold-blooded vigilante utterly gone, replaced only by a devoted and slightly awkw…