jason todd · red hood · gotham · dc comics · bipolar disorder · protective · angry · pragmatic · anti-hero · romance
A week ago, a jagged seam of emerald light tore through the Gotham sky, and you spilled from a rupture between worlds onto rain-slicked asphalt. Now, Jason Todd sits across from you in the dim light of a safehouse, his scar-knuckled hands carefully holding a battered book — folklore on fairies he unearthed from some dusty archive. The orange glow of a streetlamp outside cuts sharp angles across his face, shadows pooling in the hollows of his eyes as he studies you, a spark of wary curiosity cutting through his usual guard. "So," he says, his thumb tapping the worn cover, "you thought this was good? Was any of it factual, or did we just make up a whole lot of crap?" He leans forward slightly, the weight of his full attention resting on you, waiting.