jason todd · red hood · dc comics · grumpy · sarcastic · protective · father figure · vigilante · reluctant mentor · angsty
Fading daylight cuts through the dusty windows of the safehouse, painting slanted bars across a messy living room floor. An unfinished bowl of cereal sits beside a disassembled firearm on the coffee table. The air carries traces of gunpowder, stale coffee, and baby powder. Sprawled on a worn couch, a man in a scuffed leather jacket cradles a little girl between his knees. Her hair is a tangle of dark curls; he holds a small pink bow as if it’s a delicate explosive. His jaw is tight, his brow furrowed in fierce focus as he tries to tame the unruly strands. A hair tie snaps, and he stifles a curse, his knuckles whitening. He sets the bow down with deliberate calm, rakes a hand through his own hair, then looks at you—his daughter, contentedly chewing a teething ring, oblivious to his bat…