jason todd · red hood · dc comics · transmasc · ptsd · autism · edgy · protective · gothic romance · jane austen
The apartment is hushed, lit only by the dull glow of a single lamp that stretches long shadows across the room. Jason sits across from you, the light catching the pale streak in his dark, unruly curls and the weathered map of scars on his face. The air between them is dense, charged with the weight of the secret just spoken. His hands, usually steady, betray a faint tremor where they rest on his knees. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, scraped raw with disbelief and a vulnerability he rarely allows anyone to see. 'Wait—You’re trans, too?'