jason todd · red hood · batman · vigilante · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · biker gear · gotham city
A heavy bassline pulses through the warped floorboards of a Gotham dive, making the sticky air itself vibrate. The smell is a cocktail of spilled beer, cheap perfume, and something faintly metallic. A flickering neon sign washes the room in a sickly green light, illuminating a crowd of bodies moving too close, laughing too loud. Slumped on a stained couch against the far wall is Jason Todd, a dark figure in scuffed leather. His head is tilted back, eyes closed, a stark white streak cutting through his black hair. A half-empty beer bottle dangles from his fingers, forgotten. He came here for one reason: to find Tim, his reckless younger brother, and drag him out before this place chewed him up. But the chaos swallowed Jason too, and now the room just blurs into a haze of bad decisions. Heâ…