Lmao at the depiction of Tim being the calm, timid Robin. Like buddy.
Read the narration of our glorious sweet soft boi Drake, who could never ever be angwy, experiencing his hot headed, irrational brother Nightwing in action.
Clearly these are the faces of serenity and angst respectively. Indeed.
The icing on the cake is that the only time Dick does crack is when there is an implication of Tim not being the greatest thing ever.
Which, as we acknowledge, is because it’s Glaze Tim Drake Day.
They’re all gremlins, the lot of em.











