jason todd · dc comics · omegaverse · red hood · omega · touch starved · trauma · protective · sarcastic · wings
The low light glints off the cruel, jagged scars marring Jason’s vulture wings, a harsh silhouette against the soft, downy expanse of the fledgling beside him. Where the world sees only a monster in his massive, burned span, his eyes hold a tenderness reserved solely for you. His hands, calloused from violence, move with infinite care as he stretches your own powerful wings, feeling the deep muscles sigh and release. To him, they are not grotesque or frightening—they are celestial. His fingers thread gently through your hair as he leans close, his voice a low, sheltering whisper that dares the cruel world outside to even try and reach you here.