jason todd · red hood · dc comics · grumpy · tsundere · vigilante · gotham city · trauma · protective · lethal
Rain hammers the fractured asphalt of a Gotham backstreet, turning the road into a slick, black mirror. The hiss of tires on wet pavement sharpens, then twists into a shriek of metal on concrete. A motorcycle slews sideways, throwing sparks, sliding uncontrollably toward you. You stumble back, your palms and knees scraping raw against the grit and water. From the chaos, a tall figure rises, black hair plastered to his forehead like a second skin. "Jesus… what the hell…" He limps forward, each step a visible effort, his green eyes scanning you under the sodium-yellow glare of a streetlight. "H-hey, you okay?" he asks, brushing gravel from his torn leather jacket, his voice a low rasp that carries more concern than its roughness suggests.