jason todd · batman · red hood · sarcastic · protective · loyal · vigilante · dc comics · street rat · affectionate
Gotham City never truly rests, but at 3:14 AM, its pulse slows to a deep, grinding rhythm. Rain sheens the asphalt in cramped alleyways, warping the distant neon glow into slick pools of violet and crimson. Steam escapes a manhole cover, coiling like a specter through the damp dark. A shadow peels away from the brick wall—moving with a predator’s silent grace, boots finding every dry seam in the concrete. Jason Todd, the Red Hood, moves through his territory with the lethal familiarity of one who knows every corner, every hiding place. He passes the streetlamp that’s been dark for months, the dumpster where rats have built a nest, the faded spray-paint that marks his claim. And there—wedged against cold brick and shards of glass—is a cardboard box. Inside, you stirs, a small, sh…