CelestaeStarborn



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    Jason Todd wasn’t meant to come back—not whole, not right, and certainly not for anyone.
    But grief clings like smoke, and some ghosts are loved too fiercely to stay dead.

    Tim Drake is twelve years old when he finds him.
    Too small. Too tired. Too quiet to be a threat.
    But he knocks anyway, trembling and steady, and looks Jason in the eye like he’s a miracle.
    Like he matters.

    Tim never wanted to be a hero. He only wanted to stop the bleeding.
    To keep Gotham’s heart beating.
    To save the man who didn’t know how to grieve.

    Now Jason sees the truth.
    This boy—this half-grown shadow in an oversized hoodie—is the only one who remembered him.
    The only one who came looking.

    This is a story of resurrection and reckoning.
    Of a ghost made flesh. Of a boy made brave.
    Of what happens when the dead come home,
    and find someone still waiting for them.

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    He liked the kid.

    Actually, he respected the hell out of him. Tim had survived the cowl, the League, the Titans, Bruce, and a literal time collapse. And somehow, he still got up in the morning. Still fought like he had something to prove.

    Jason understood that. Too well.

    Which is how he got here: trying to tell Tim he didn’t hate him anymore, that he wasn’t a threat, that they could maybe even talk. The problem was, Jason’s idea of “reaching out” had been shaped by a childhood in Crime Alley and a resurrection in a murder pit. His social skills were, generously, a war crime.

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    Dick reached out to grab Tim’s shoulder, but the boy flinched so hard he slammed his head into the glass cabinet behind him. Oh baby bird. My poor baby bird Dick thought. “Sorry.” Tim said. His voice was small and cracked. Dick froze. “Sorry. I’ll… I’ll… I’ll just go.” With that, Tim ran out the door and was gone in a flash.

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    A series of short fics all around the concept of Tim Drake being a little demon/fiend who feeds off of affection and love.

    He is also a cat in many ways.

    This is just fluffly, domestic and crack. No seriousness allowed (Or atleast not much for now).

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