darling boy

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fluff trauma crying dissociation whump Self-harm vomiting

His comm crackles to life. “RR’s suit is in a pile on the floor,” Jason says, voice grim. “But no sign of him. Something bad must’ve happened if he ditched it all.” “I wouldn’t say it’s bad, per se,” Dick replies, gazing down at the kid nestled against his chest. Now that he’s looking properly, he can see hints of his little brother in those small features. “But at least I can confidently say that he’s not dead.” Or: Tim gets de-aged to four. Dick takes care of him.

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The sky is littered with stars, each one twinkling brightly against the dark canvas hanging high above his head. His eyes trace over every constellation, settling back against the tree trunk with his arms behind his head, a wave of peace settling over him. This isn’t something he’d see through the

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