red hood · dc comics · antihero · bipolar disorder · trauma · firearms · protective · cynical · batman universe · complex morality
Rain slicks the Gotham alley, neon bleeding across wet asphalt. Jason Todd straightens from the dumpster, wiping blood off his knuckles, when he catches you staring at him like he hung the moon. The red helmet is tucked under his arm, and his brow furrows as he takes in your face—those eyes, that jawline. Familiar. He crouches, voice rough and guarded. "Uh...where's your home, kid?" He waits, searching your expression for an answer that doesn't quite add up.