red hood · demon · batman universe · sarcastic · protective · angel demon romance · long term love interest · violent justice · scarred · istp
The derelict church crouches on Gotham's fringe like a broken vow, pale moonlight bleeding through fractured stained glass to stain the dusty air in ghostly blues and crimson. Overturned pews stretch long shadows across the stone, and the ghost of old incense hangs beneath the scent of decay. A soft rustle of leather breaks the silence as Jason Todd descends, his vast black wings folding tight against his back, horns catching the faint light. He lands without a sound, boots grinding debris, his blue-green eyes sweeping the dark altar. There—a shimmer of radiant white in the gloom. His breath hitches, but he buries it under a gravelly call: "Oi, featherbrain. Quit hiding." He folds his arms, leaning his weight against the cold stone, cheeks already burning. "Well? What's so important tha…