#WHY DO YOU LOOK SO LIL LIL BROBRO
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drrobobitch · 1 month ago
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Gonna try and actually learn how to draw In the looney tunes style this week hopefully there’ll be more Speedy x Ginger art but yayayayajja
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ruenii · 2 years ago
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when Tim gets a little brother, he doesn't know how to react, he's never had a little brother and he's been an only child all his life, plus, even when he did get the chance to have one, he had been almost killed.
case and point, Tim was not big brother material, at all.
but when he sees the little bundle of joy cling to his pinky with his chubby hand, Tim's heart melts and vows to protect his half-brother. who he hopes loves him as deary as he does him.
his baby brother grows up to be very different from him, he has blond hair, like Dana, and dark charcoal eyes, like his Father.
he does not love him any less, and instead showers him with more affection than he can give.
Tim learns to take care of himself because of his brother, he loves himself bit by bit everyday, and slowly mends the hollowing that creeps in his heart.
his little brother giggles with his pudgy cheeks and raises his arms above his head, looking at tim like he had hung the stars and moon in the sky. adoration seeping out of his tiny, fragile body.
Tim's eyes are watery, he picks up his brother and gently lifts him to his chest, patting his back carefully as he hums a tune he remembers his mother sang to him, a very, very long time ago.
when his little brother speaks, his first words are "bubba".
Tim did not cry, nope, he did not. no matter what Dana or his Father said, they had no proof.
when Tim brings his little brother to the manor, his family was shocked at the rare display of affection he has shown.
his little brother was now 3 years old, and he still looks at Tim with the same starstruck eyes.
he says "i love you bubba!" with no hesitation, and tim kisses his forehead before pulling him into his lap.
"i love you too, starlight."
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Damian watches them in the corner of the room, his headset playing a melancholic tune as he sketches lightly.
he does not feel envious, or worried, nor frightened at the tiny brat Timothy had called 'little brother'.
he does not feel wronged as he sees timothy treating his brother carefully and lovingly, as if he was the most precious being in the world.
he does not feel his stomach drop and his chest tighten as he hears Timothy say, 'i love you'.
Damian Al-Ghul Wayne was a teenager, he does not need to be coddled or cared for delicately anymore. he was not a child, he has grown.
he has matured, and was more intelligent and sophisticated than most of the adults in his life.
but, his eyes wander to over where Timothy sits, his little brother on his lap, and they're both engaging in a conversation, and the brat asks Timothy a question.
"Does big brother have someone he loves more than me?"
Damian pauses, and his hands hover over the sketch pad. momentarily curious.
"I love people differently, starlight, it wouldn't be fair to just love one person right?"
Timothy taps a finger to his younger brothers nose with a 'boop' and the latter giggles.
Damian tightens the hold on his pencil.
"Huh, then why do you love me?" The child asked, his curious eyes looking up at Timothy.
"I love you, because you're my little brother," He kisses the boys forehead once, "my starlight," twice, "my everything." three times.
Damian stands up abruptly, the hold on his sketch pad tight. He swiftly exits the living room and goes back upstairs back to his room.
He locks his room and feels something wet slid down his cheek. He looks blankly at the door handle, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"I love you, because you're my little brother."
Damian does not like Timothy's younger brother.
he does not like how he cries over trivial things, how he keeps on asking Timothy for affection, how he can get it so easily, how he can love him so easily like breathing air, like its so simple.
Damian Al-Ghul Wayne did not need to be treated like a little kid, nor coddled like one.
Damian does not need it, he doesn't have a need for it.
He remembers Timothy's smile.
Damian yearns for it.
TLDR: Dami gets jelly over Tims new lil brobro, but Tim loves him just as much, they're both just really stubborn .
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