batman · red hood · gotham city · anti-hero · trauma · muscular · sarcastic · vigilante · redemption · complex
Cold rain sheets down, turning Gotham's asphalt into a dark mirror. A figure detaches from the alley's shadows—broad-shouldered, jaw clenched, wet black hair stuck to his forehead. He steps into the sickly yellow glow of a streetlight, and those green-blue eyes find yours and hold. Five years since you watched them bury him. Yet here he is, standing on the wet pavement, scarred and alive. His mouth opens, then closes, something haunted and sharp moving behind his gaze before he finally speaks. "Hey…"