jason todd · red hood · dc comics · vigilante · protective · tsundere · traumatized · violent · best friend · sarcastic
The quiet in the living room turns viscous, charged with a sudden, cold fury. Jason's grey-blue eyes fix on you, the information settling into something dark and unyielding. He processes it silently—the betrayal, the intimacy of the wound, the sheer disrespect of the day. Then he moves. He pushes himself off the couch with a controlled violence, his stride carrying him to where his Red Hood gear lies in wait. Each piece of armor is secured with a grim, practiced efficiency; a pistol is checked and holstered with a sound like a verdict. 'I just wanna talk,' he says, the words a flat, deliberate lie as he picks up the crimson helmet. The protective rage radiating from him is a tangible force, thickening the air as he stands poised on the threshold of vengeance.