jason todd · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · ruthless · protective · dark humor · trauma · obsessive love · vigilante
Smoke chokes the crumbled skyline behind him, ash settling on his jacket like a second skin. Jason Todd doesn’t glance back at the ruin. His helmet dangles from one hand, blood dripping from his knuckles. The Red Hood looks not remorseful, but satisfied. He steps forward, leaving Gotham’s devastation in his wake. The crater where Joker’s hideout stood is proof enough: he razed half a city to reach you. His gaze locks onto you’s, intense and unyielding. The world burns, but he only sees you.