#brotherly love

[popipopipopipopipo000]

Jaybird shenanigans

I noticed i always draw Jason with spiky hair whenever he has bed hair even though i head canon him to have his hair covering his forehead. And i always draw the white streak to be spiky lol

I wonder how it’d go if he didn’t have time to style it before patrol

[silenzahra]

OH MY SWEET BOYS

I LOVE YOU BOTH SO SO MUCH

Oh this bro hug moves me to the core 🥺💚❤️

Mario and Luigi love you all.

[nebudaze]

Keep rubbing it in, thank you very much.

[parker-artio]

I’m not a fan of the DC Valentine’s Day special this year, honestly not many people are.

But the one good thing:

Yeah.

That’s brotherly behavior right there.

[zelldotcom]

My World

[theyalife]

are all #wincest shippers shipping #saxloch now?

the answer is YES!

literally a second kiss too... thought it was the same one but their hands and expressions were different... i know sam and dean are watching happily from heaven... their work wasnt for nothing

[pastawayallday]

I couldn’t resist, I had to draw something from Firefight by @remedyturtles . I’m obsessed, I legit cry at every chapter.

[sara-the-wizard]

I Care. Chapter 6 (part 1/2) (Rottmnt comic)

Donnie and Raph assemble the wheelchair back together for Leo. And honestly, after being stuck in bed for a week, Leo is super excited to get away from the med bay! On the other hand, Donnie doesn't think he deserves any gratitude for finding the wheelchair pieces. It was his fault Leo was hurt in the first place! Donnie wanted to set things right and fix Leo. Truthfully, it looks like everything would be okay! But... Leo's not out of danger yet.

Next Part: Previous Part: Start:

[kookies2000]

As someone who grew up in a household where men were never allowed to show affection, let alone to another man, from fear of being seen as weak.............

These forehead touches between friends/bros are so healing to me. Please, we need more of this. Platonic affection between men is beautiful, and I wish I had grown up with it.

[oopsallturtles]

I love it when everyone takes the time in the middle of a fight to tell Mikey he's doing a good job.

Now, it's pretty obvious that Mikey is super supportive of his bros,

BUT HIS BROTHERS DO THE SAME THING FOR HIM AND IT'S THE CUTEST THING!

When he threw an entire cruise ship at Shredder?

"Whoa..." "That's amazing, Mikey!"

Look how proud Raph is!

And even when they were taking over the technodrome and all Mikey did was duck at the right time which led to Brother Krang accidently knocking himself out, what does Donnie take the time to say?

"Bravo, Mikey!"

He gave him the credit without hesitation. Told him his instincts were spot on and he made the best move.

You're doing great, little bro! Keep it up! 🧡

[lets-hue-this]

You know they love each other when..

When Dewey ran away, holding the figures he assumed as his brothers when they were in danger 💙

When Huey pampers his brothers with affection and he actually loves being a triplet, color-coding his stuff in blue and green ❤️

When first thing Louie did, after he thought he lost his family, that he ran to hold his brothers and apologize to them 💚

[amandamadeathing]

Text conversation applied to Crosshair and Hunter.

[melloyello-69]

i just doodled this, hope u guys like it 🤍

[megamagimugi]

A Brother's Comfort

This is me trying my hand at the good old post-nightmare comfort trope. And an excuse to draw Mario giving Luigi a brotherly kiss on the head - just to get used to more open displays of platonic affection. (Let me reiterate: "brotherly"; "platonic". Do not tag as a ship!)

Fun fact: their pajamas are based on my own two sets that I have in red and in green. I think they are very Mario and Luigi coded, though believe it or not, it's not why I bought them. Red and green just happen to be my favorite colors so I wanted both. And later I thought it might be fun to draw these two wearing them someday. And that day is today, apparently. I always thought it'd be a much happier and more chill piece than this, but oh well. (I never even planned to make this; I just needed to vent my emotions and whoops, this happened).

Oh, and their bedroom is based on the one shown in Superstar Saga 3DS remake.

[pupdoc0916]

Love

The soft rumble of thunder filled his ears. He took a deep breath through his nose, smelling the aroma of the falling rain as it pattered down from the sky. Without opening his eyes he snuggled down further into the blanket over top of him, his head pillowed by his hands that were stretched up cradling him upon the soft pillow below.

He loved storms.

The sound of the rain. The soothing cacophony of claps and booms that crescendoed and soften through the charged air. If he kept his eyes closed he could almost imagine his was home.

Surprisingly storms were almost the same here. The sounds and smells and feelings mimicking what he had grown up with. As a child he would love stomping through the puddles, allowing the deluge to trickle through his quills as he played. When the play was over, he remembered laying atop his father’s chest, feeling his warmth and listening to the beat of his heart as he fell asleep to the pitter patter of rain on the top of their hut.

Calm.

He took in another deep breath, relishing in the surrounding sounds. He wasn’t sure how long he had laid awake listening to the storm. He did not sleep much as it was, learning to subside on light naps and long bouts of exhaustion during his years of travel. Sonic, when he had realized that Knuckles awake more than he was asleep, had told him that he was safe. He could sleep and not worry about attacks and danger. And he knew that…he did. It was just…old habits died hard.

He shifted slightly in his bed, feeling the cool sheets slide around his chest at the movement.

Muscles tensed as a creak filled his ears. His eyes shot open at the unexpected sound, drifting to his right, then quickly to the left to identify the possible threat. His adrenaline died as quickly as it had come when his purple eyes met the frightened blue of his fox companion.

“Umm…Knuckles…?

The kit pulled his tails around his body, almost protectively as he stared down at the echidna. His small hands clutched a blue blanket close to his body, tucked near his chin.

“Can I…ummm…can I sleep with you?”

The soft, shaky voice caused Knuckles eyes to soften. He was about to answer when a loud crack of thunder followed by a sharp burst of light caused the kit to shriek softly. Before Knuckles could react further the small ball of fluff careened forward into his broad chest, small hands clutching at his red fur, burying himself under Knuckles’ blanket.

The echidna huffed with amusement but adjusted himself around the tiny being that now occupied his bed. He pulled himself to his side, allowing Tails’ form to tuck further into his chest. Knuckles lifted the top of the blanket and looked down upon the tremoring ball of fur.

“It’s alright, fox.” he said softly, bring one large hand down so his arm held the child more tightly. “You are safe.”

A few sniffles came from the kit and a small hand came up to rub at his nose.

“I…I know.” he said, voice still shaking. “I know that there is nothing to be afraid of. I know it’s just a vibration of air molecules and electrical forces. I KNOW that! It’s just…”

Knuckles let out a low chuckle, causing Tails to raise his eyes toward the echidna’s.

“It’s just that it is a big noise and you are a very small fox.” he answered with a smile.

Tails smiled softly back in response, until another clap of thunder sent him back under the sheets. Knuckles pulled him slightly closer. He suddenly thought of his father and the calm that his presence would provide as a puggle during the storms.

“Here.” his deep voice spoke. He rolled his larger body back over, again laying on his back. He pulled Tails on top of his chest, nestling the fox’s head just under his chin. He pulled the blankets back up and over them, covering the shivering fox beneath.

“Breathe.” he rumbled softly like the fading thunder.

Tails nestled and shifted against him, his down arm shifted upward to rest on Knuckle’s shoulder, the other resting across the rest of the echidna’s chest, clutching at his fur.

“I…I’m sorry…” the child squeaked through embarrassment.

“Shhhh.” the wisp of air passed through his lips. “Focus on me. Breathe…”

Soon Tails quieted and was matching his breaths. Knuckles watched as one of the kits ears twitched down against his chest where the echidna knew his heart was beating. A small hand clutched tighter to his body.

Knuckles almost couldn’t believe his own ears as he began to hum softly, the melody of an old lullaby his father used to sing to him as he fell asleep.

Another rumble of thunder passed over, but this time the fox didn’t react. Knuckles felt the small hand tighten on his shoulder, resting just under his quills. A deep sigh left the kit and he relaxed further into the echidna’s firm frame, soothed by the purr of a lullaby in his ear.

It wasn’t much longer before Tails’ breaths began to fall into a deep, even pattern. Knuckles raised his arm again to place around the small form, ensuring he would not slip or fall.

As he watched the sleeping fox perched on his body, head cradled by the white crescent on his chest, he felt a well of warmth through him. The feeling overtook him, spreading through his heart, causing his eyes to burn softly with mist.

It was a feeling he almost couldn’t remember. A feeling that had become foreign to him throughout the years. A feeling he had not allowed since the fall of his tribe.

Love.

As he gazed down upon the young fox he felt a deep love for this little being. An overwhelming need to protect him from harm and make him happy filled his being, almost choking him with the weight.

A nudge to his unprotected side pulled him from the depth of his thoughts and he carefully moved his head to his left so as not to wake to sleeping fox. Purple eyes met half lidded green as the hedgehog before him stood, shoulders slumped with exhaustion, blanket wrapped around him.

“Move over…” he mumbled, nudging the echidna’s side once again with his foot.

Knuckle’s eyes narrowed with confusion but he allowed himself to carefully slide to his right, opening up a spot next to him on the bed.

The hedgehog slid beside him, laying so his head rested in the crook of Knuckle’s arm. He stretched a blue arm up onto the echidna’s chest, laying it just beside the sleeping form of the fox.

Knuckles let a small smile cross his lips and pulled the blanket up and over the hedgehog next to him. Soon soft snores began to filter to his ears as Sonic quickly fell back asleep. He tightened his grip around the hedgehog and allowed his eyes to fall closed.

And as his mind began to drift to sleep surrounded by the two beings that he had come to see as family surrounding him, a realization took over his mind.

He was a big brother.

He was a protector.

He was a guardian.

And he loved them. With all of his being.

@year-of-the-echidna

[zee-rambles]

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Doctor Delicate Touch is always watching.

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