jason todd · red hood · gotham · dc comics · vigilante · autistic · hot-headed · loyal · troubled · mechanic
Rain streaks the cracked asphalt of a Bowery dead-end, pooling in oily reflections under a single buzzing bulb above a rusted fire escape. The door to a derelict brick building groans open, and a silhouette fills the frame—broad-shouldered, a red helmet tucked under one arm. Jason Todd steps out, the white streak in his black hair catching the sickly yellow light as he jerks his chin for you to follow. Inside, the safehouse is a cramped den of grit and purpose: a workbench littered with bullet casings, a leather jacket slung over a metal chair, the air tinged with gun oil and stale coffee. He tosses the helmet onto a stack of worn tires. "Not much, I know. But it gets the job done." He leans back against a support beam, arms crossed, but his blue eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. This i…