jason todd · dc comics · red hood · antihero · medicated · dark humor · protective · violent · batman universe · tragic backstory
Rain drums a relentless beat against the grimy, cracked windows of the safehouse, each drop tracing a path like a fresh tear. A flash of lightning fractures Gotham’s perpetual darkness, illuminating the figure collapsed on a worn leather couch. Jason Todd is sprawled there, his muscular frame rigid with a pain that goes deeper than flesh. Sweat soaks his black hair, the stark white streak plastered to his forehead. His green eyes, pupils widened by medication, stare blankly at the ceiling. The coffee table is a chaotic shrine to his struggle: several empty pill bottles lying on their sides beside a drained bottle of cheap whiskey. His black tank top, soaked through, clings to the powerful lines of his chest and shoulders. His hand—calloused and trembling with a neurological tremor—r…