Ghost With Teeth
As an autistic I have always felt a deep attachment towards characters who wear armour or masks. Shows, movies, books, fanfics that feature this character being loved despite not being fully seen. And then, once the character learns to love and trust those around them, they finally feel safe enough to take the mask or the armour off. And the tenderness that ensues this act of pure trust. There’s something deep inside me that loves and clutches tightly to this trope, because to me there’s nothing more beautiful and more goddamn relatable than the idea of finally feeling safe enough to take off the mask around those whom you love.