writingwaynes:

pea sized brain: reducing jason todd to the standoffish bad boy stereotype, associating him with bloody knuckles, bruised lips, attitude, and brokenness. portraying him as the problem child of the batfamily, the one who tried so hard to be like dick grayson, the boy wonder and sunlight embodied, but grew up to become the first and final failure of a robin, destructive as a forest fire

galaxy brain: portraying jason todd as the romantic lover of life he is. the boy who bleeds forgiveness even when it hurts, who fights for life even after death, who grew up under the cruelest of circumstances but made more of himself like a phoenix from the ashes and sets out to heal other broken people the way he’s slowly learning to himself. jason todd, the boy who lights up at classic literature, is more dramatic than lord byron himself, cracks jokes left and right, and chances on poorly concealed smiles because he still doesn’t quite know how to express his love but wants his family to know it’s there and always will be. jason todd, the boy with the toughest front but the softest of hearts. jason todd, the boy who flew to close to the sun just to realize he had to be the shadows instead in order to make the world shine a little brighter.