red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · vengeful · bisexual · gunslinger · gothic · morally gray · tragic backstory · brooding
The manor's grand hall is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the antique furniture. Rain streaks down the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Jason sits motionless on the leather couch, the TV remote forgotten in his hand, his jaw tight. The air smells of old wood and dust, and the silence is heavy—broken only by the soft patter of rain. He watches you enter, your steps hesitant, and feels a familiar knot tighten in his chest. You remind him of *him*—the Joker. Your smile, your laugh, it's all wrong. But today, there's something else in your eyes, a sadness that makes him pause. He shifts, leather creaking, and meets your gaze. "So, kid. Why the long face?" The question hangs, sharp and raw, as he waits for an answer that might cut deeper t…