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[glitterliver07]

(part 1?) lost tepmle :D

[sysig]

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[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

"Well someone's home early." Darry ruffles Pony's hair as he tries to slip past him 'n into the hall. Pony ducks under his hand, makes a small noise in hello. Darry immediately straightens up, notes the lack of work shirt he left with this mornin'. "Ponyboy Michael back it up 'n bring it here."

Pony lets out a long groan but turns 'n trudges back. Darry rakes his eyes over him. Pony stares at the ground. "Why are you back so early?"

"'Cause I got fired ok! Jesus!" Pony throws his arms up, stomps the ground, 'n whips his head to look back at his older brother.

"You what?" Pony lets out a huff 'n quick smart Darry's hand flies up to cuff him around the ear. "Pony this is the fourth time what the hell happened? And let me tell you it better be a damn good reason."

Pony can only match Darry's glare for a moment before he drops back down to starin' at the carpet. "I kinda called a customer a bitch."

"You huh?"

"Look, Darry, you weren't there so lay off, ok! She was talkin' to me like a was trash, alright? I dunno. She was actin' like I was stupid 'n she called me a son of a bitch 'n I told her I wasn't her damn son last I checked." Pony hitches his shoulder 'n Darry is suddenly glad Pony's scowlin' down at the carpet by the way his lips twitch. It wasn't funny.

"Ponyboy Michael since when has it ever been ok in this house to call a woman that?"

"Since she deserved it real bad." Pony mutters 'n Darry's fingers catch his temple. "Ow."

"I outta skin you just for that."

"Aw, Dar, look. I'm sorry, ok? I ain't discriminatin' or nothin'. If she'd have been a guy he would have been actin' like a bitch too." Pony scuffs his toe on the floor 'n Darry shakes his head in bewilderment.

Glory, sometimes Pony would say somethin' 'n it would make Darry feel like he was twenty 'n Pony was fourteen again 'n Pony's moods were enough to make him want to put the kid's head through a wall. 'N then he'd blink 'n they were sixteen 'n ten 'n he actually would. But that one hurts a bit 'cause then they had someone to holler 'n make them make up.

"Pony, how old are you?" Pony rolls his eyes, already knows Darry's line.

"Too old?" Pony glances up 'n Darry arranges his features into a passable impression of their ma's does it look like I'm laughin', mister? glare.

"Too damn old." Darry nods firmly. "You're sixteen now, Pone. You need to get a hold of that mouth. How many times are we gonna have to have this conversation?"

"Too damn many times- yeouch!" Darry's palm clips the back of his head 'n Pony's hair falls into his eyes.

"Don't you go gettin' fresh with me lil' boy." Pony's dry humor suddenly falls away 'n he's spittin' mad.

"Darry, you wouldn't get it, alright? I'm sick of workin' for a bunch of assholes who treat me like shit 'n takin' bull all day from people who look at me like I was born to spit shine their shoes. You just don't get it." Darry sighs, rubs a hand over his eyes.

"Pony, c'mere." This has become their routine. Back 'n forth, stern, sarcastic, angry, tired. Pony seethes but allows Darry to push him to drop down into one of their kitchen chairs. "I wouldn't understand, kid? I've been bustin' my back since you were twelve on the roofs of people who think greasers were born to bag their groceries 'n clean their floors. If anyone gets it, Pone, I do."

Some of the tension drops out of Pony's shoulders 'n he worries at his lip.

"You think Soda likes havin' to work on the cars or people who treated him like a failure 'n a dead-end dropout when he quit school?" Pony winces but Darry is damn tired of havin' to chase the kid around his own self-righteousness so he drives the lesson home with, "Do you think Dad liked patchin' up shingles from dawn til dusk? Or ma washin' the clothes of the women she used to meet after school who married up 'n moved west 'n forgot all it took was a bit of bad luck to end up right back on the East side? Sometimes the world ain't fair, Pone. Don't mean you get to lose your temper every time someone gets your goat."

The angers dropped right out of Pony 'n Darry sighs, pulls his chair so the kid can lean against his chest. He does without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Dar. Sometimes... I dunno. It ain't fair. You're ten times the person those assholes in their fancy houses will ever be. Soda don't deserve to be treated like he's stupid. I just... I dunno. How do you deal with it?" Pony pulls his head back, blinks up at him with those green eyes that look like the sea after a storm's rolled through.

"Y'know... back when I first started workin' with Dad, a thousand years ago," Pony snorts, "I was mad about that all the time. God, I couldn't stand the way they looked at him. The way they talked about us. I didn't know how the hell he did it." Darry strokes his hand absent-mindedly through Pony's hair 'n he presses closer to him.

"It was just too much for me one day. We were behind schedule 'n behind on men 'n the guy who had hired us was hollerin' his head off 'n I turned right around 'n socked him right in his nose." Pony sits back suddenly, eyes round in surprise.

"You?" Darry chuckles, brushes Pony's bangs off his face.

"Yeah, kid, I don't know why you're so shocked. We've had enough fights to last a lifetime." Pony rolls his eyes, shifts around in his chair.

"I guess, I dunno. You always have it so locked down."

"Yeah, well, I do now. But it took a lot of time. Glory, maybe you were too young to remember properly but I swear sometimes I turn around 'n it's like dealin' with a younger me." Darry snorts at a memory 'n Pony raises an eyebrow. "I remember one time ma had gotten so sick of me 'n she told me she hoped one day I had a kid just like how I was to give me the same grief. Glory, I think she'd be laughin' now."

Pony's smile is a little wet but it's there 'n Darry won't mention it as long as Pony doesn't point out Darry wipin' at his eyes with the back of his sleeves. "What did Dad do? When you punched that guy?"

"Well, he was plenty mad. He sat me down 'n I told him it was unfair that we had to take whatever kinda treatment they decided to give us. 'N he grabbed me by the shoulders 'n looked at me like he always did when he was real serious 'n he said Darrel you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar."

Pony's face twists up in confusion 'n Darry laughs. God, he could look straight back through the years 'n picture himself starin' up at their dad the same way. "What does that have to do with anythin'?"

"I'll tell ya, kid. He dragged me back in the next day 'n made me apologize 'n then he shook the man's hand 'n left him with this sticky sweet smile 'n promise that he was real sorry for me 'n my behavior. Then he hauled me up a ladder 'n showed me how he would repair the man's roof so it would hold for another six months. Exactly. 'N when we left he shook hands 'n left him his card with the offer to come back if anythin' else ever went wrong. 'N you know what? The man was so impressed with his attitude 'n his work when that roof went up again in six months he called dad right back."

Darry chuckles 'n refocuses on Pony whose jaw is damn near on the floor. "That true?"

"Now, don't go makin' a liar out of me. Every word."

"Shit. You know? That sounds just like Dad."

"And he was right. Look, it sucks kid. It does. People are never gonna look at you like they should. There are always gonna be assholes who think they're better than you. You keep your damn head up 'n it doesn't matter at all. You fix the roof. 'N if it leaks you make sure you make yourself a lastin' impression."

Pony bites his lip, plays with the bottom of his shirt. It takes another minute but he nods, shoots Darry a lil' grin. "You know, I'm sure I left an impression."

"Yeah, like the type of impression I'm about to leave on your ass, kid." Pony yowls indignantly 'n dives off his chair to get away from Darry's snatch. Darry doesn't go for him again, settlin' for rollin' his eyes 'n not meanin' it at all.

"Hey, Dar?"

"Yeah, kid?"

"I'm gonna go back to the store tomorrow 'n ask for my job back. D'you mind... vouchin' for me?" Darry studies him for a moment. Pony's heart always was too big. The unfairness would always hurt. But the kid would figure out how to muddle by. Darry had.

"Sure, Pone. Just this time? Don't go ruinin' my reputation by callin' no one a bitch." Pony grins 'n opens his mouth. Darry cuts him off with a pointed finger 'n a raised brow. "Even if they deserve it real bad."

[larabar]

colored an old sketch 🎉

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[aromanticasterisms]

Do you believe your sibling to have betrayed you?

They were almost like twins, knowing each other's thoughts and intentions without a word. Irreparable damage has not yet been done. Yes, of course. "Home" is wherever we are together. Home… But I haven't been back there in a long time. Since that day, they have gone their separate ways. I understand the anguish of being separated from family.

I always believed we would see each other again. After a lengthy orbital period, today their paths shall intertwine once more. There’s still hope for you to reconcile. Let's go home! This was the moment that their paths intertwined — one a noble, tumbling from the light into the Abyss, the other a humble existence, climbing upward from the darkness. Initially intending only to save his older brother… I've finally found you! Let's get out of here, it's too dangerous! You can tell me all this later. Stop saying things that don't make sense!

He had anticipated his brother’s anger. The future must atone for bygone mistakes, as the bond familiar falters and breaks. Perhaps we're fated to be doomed together. They drew their blades, this time pointing them at each other. There's just one thing I have to ask, one thing I could never understand... Why... Why can't we continue our journey together? And for that, they shall never have my forgiveness.

I wonder what he would think if he were to see me now. Somehow, I doubt he'd share the same view as he did back then. I don't even know how to face myself sometimes... let alone my own brother. Were that not the case... I'd love to hug you too. At the very least, I hope I can make her happy when I'm around. But in my experience, family issues can be the toughest to resolve.

A sea of blossoms awaits the return of a single flower, anticipating the day when both hearts and petals shall become soft and tender.

Do you believe your sibling to have betrayed you?

[abyssal-ilk]

weird girl with her weird rat mouse

[aingeal98]

Thinking about this again and how it's truly my favourite type of romantic batman content. Put that man in a situation, let him be the damsel in distress. Let Selina and Talia work together because neither are childish enough to care about any sort of romantic rivalry when Bruce's life is on the line. He doesn't belong fully to either of them anyways, but the love is there and that's what's most important. Not who owns the title of his current partner.

Most importantly, let them both serve critical levels of cunt while rescuing him.

[sallymew4]

woah cringe alert

i was feeling nostalgic and crazy so i doodled :) i dont know if i'll ever draw them again but it was fun figuring out some designs

close ups

[cupcakewebkinz]

Important question:

What string is good for Kandi bracelets? Ive tried a few strings and I'm not sure which one I like best so I'm seeing if anyone here has any opinions. If you don't, that's okay! I'm just experimenting so I don't expect a solid answer right now!

[epicdogymoment]

kitty crochet..

[sysig]

Do you remember? Nope! (Patreon)

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

I would love to see your headcanons of how Darry would prank Pony. How he would be a little shit in his own eldest-brother way.

oh my god hello love!! ok i think about these two CONSTANTLY I have a handful!!!

ok one I think as a small day to day mischief Darry LOVES to wake Pony up by grabbin' him by the ankles 'n just YANKIN' Darry's always the first one up of the three of them most days 'n he never ever stops thinkin' its funny to wake Pony up in the most jarrin' way possible

I know I've talked about this somewhere else but Darry also adores just lyin' for the fun of it. Pony'll ask him what the weathers supposed to be like or how somethin' works or any of the other million things he's always pesterin' Darry about 'n if he doesn't know (or half the time even when he DOES) he's just makin' that shit up. Pony CONSTANTLY has to fact-check him but most times when he asks Soda he doubles down on the lie (a decent amount of the time Pony believes a complete n utter lie for MONTHS until he mentions it to someone else 'n they're like huh? what are u talkin' about that's not true Pony goes home FUMIN')

Darry will just pick Pony's ass up. Not movin' fast enough? picked up. gettin' in the way? picked up. sittin' where Darry wants to? picked up. not necessarily a prank but for sure an older brother mannerism that makes Pony fuckin' CRAZY he is always THRASHIN' 'n WAILIN'

He'll randomly shout Pony's full legal name for no reason at all i.e. "PONYBOY MICHAEL CURTIS" 'n Pony feels all the blood drain outta his face 'n he BOOKS it over 'n Darry's like "do u want casserole for dinner?" Pony's standin' there huffin' 'n puffin' RED in the face

Sometimes when Pony's headin' out to do somethin' Darry already told him he could Darry loves to pull the "WHERE do you think ur goin'?" 'n when Pony's like "the movies? you said I could?" Darry's like "mmmm no I don't think I said you could do that" Pony's losin' his mind "yeah you DID" Darry's got a hand on his chin cartoonishly like "mmm not ringin' a bell I don't think so"

When someone's tryin' to make plans with Darry 'n he does NOT wanna go he'll be like sorry :( can't leave the kid alone shucks man yeah well what are you gonna do? yeah I know he's fourteen but last time I did that I came home to four empty vodka bottles. Huh? Oh naw he didn't drink 'em. Do you know what a Molotov cocktail is? He STAYS lyin' on Pony's name

Oh he loves to pull the "oh jesus Pony did you forget?" "forget what?" "holy fuck Pony you really did, didn't you?" "forget WHAT? the dishes? the laundry? what?" "jesus Pone AGAIN?" "WHAT??" oh he TORMENTS him

when Darry's runnin' late (exceedingly rare but still) he blames it on Pony EVERY time somehow it is always that kids fault he's runnin' behind

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

idk why this bugs me a bit but I really don’t like when you see art or writing that delves into the dynamic between characters in a less positive way - like an argument, or clashes between coping mechanisms, or a miscommunication that causes some problems and doesn’t get immediately resolved - and you get people saying stuff like “oh they’re so fucked up” or “this would not be healthy irl but here it’s cute” and I just. what do you think a healthy relationship looks like. it’s never going to be perfect. people disagree. not everything gets resolved perfectly. sometimes there will be parts of a person you will never completely understand no matter how close you are to them. what matters is communicating in the ways that you can (which isn’t always in the way help books or therapists tell you to btw! there are lots of ways to communicate effectively that are specific to who you are as people), making active efforts to show your care (which yes, sometimes isn’t easy. that’s why it’s an effort), and enjoying this person’s company (they should make you feel good to be around overall! clashing a little is okay but they should not make you miserable!)

anyways I guess it also irritates me because I see these kinds of comments a lot under studies having to do with characters struggling with trauma or mental illness and therefore not communicating in necessarily healthy or productive ways and maybe always having issues that do not get resolved perfectly and I really can’t stand it. we already live in a world where people have to pretend to be fine all the time. I’m quite flattered when people are comfortable enough with me to let that veneer go. they feel safe around me! what a compliment! I always feel like that’s so much more than I deserve. sure things can be uncomfortable at times and I do sometimes have to say “I can’t listen or help right now but please tell me later” and that’s ok! because we all want to make sure we’re safe for each other to come talk to. to be honest with. a little personal discomfort at times is worth it. always.

people are messy. you’ve got to let people be messy. friendships, relationships, etc, they take time and effort from everyone involved. learning to manage less than ideal situations actually is going to help you draw better boundaries against things that are actually “fucked up” or toxic than expecting perfection, or for a happily ever after where all the conflicts you started out with get resolved.

idk. it’s just. people you care about deserve to not have to be ideal around you. likewise you deserve to have to not be ideal around them. isn’t that. the whole point of someone knowing your soul? the ugliness? and the way it’s a package deal with the rest of you? I would like to learn you. I don’t just want your scraps. I want every part of the whole I asked for. I will learn to manage the sharper edges.

[looking-to-rattle-the-stars]

up late you know what that means

obligatory late night girlfriend post.. she’s so warm and lovely and she has so much energy that she lights up a room even when she isn’t feeling great she’s like a sunburst…

[skeletalheartattack]

randomly saw a post of yours on my dash and came to say i rly like your url. then i saw boe and went :D and now i must say i rly like boe too :]

wah!!! wahhh!!!!! thank you!!!!! 🌺🌹🍀🌸

also i'm always short on words whenever it comes to answering asks like these, but it always makes me smile seeing folks liking Boe. makes me :) <- that. but seriously thank you for liking my bloag name too :) i like it myself too.

also take a look at Boe's dog okay? okay? his name is Budd okay? this guy

[campingwithmonsters]

Concept sketches for Cyrmic’s parents???

Bonus: little guy alert.