#littlesisters

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Gameplay/visual Spoiler Alert for Bioshock, Bioshock 2, and Bioshock Infinite [Content Warnings: Violence, flashing lights, loud noises and shrill screams, implied child abuse/endangerment, implied suicide, blood, electrocution, drowning, injections] Music: "The Electro Suite" by ‪@HansZimmer‬ , The Magnificent Six, Pharell Williams for the Amazing Spider-man soundtrack Games: Bioshock, Bioshock 2, and Bioshock Infinite

Side note:

I thought of the Bioshock series because of the electrical themes, the aesthetic of spectacle and beauty undercut by insanity and corruption, and the harrowing violence inflicted on and by its characters. [Also because I recently finished 2 and infinite back-to-back and really enjoyed them]

I don't necessarily condone any of the actions or viewpoints expressed by these characters. Duh.

Fades and In-game audio were my two greatest tools for this edit, and the mixing on both actually came together much better than I expected!

Oh, hah! In going through the credits, it turns out that "The Electro Suite" is actually provided by Youtube by no other than "Columbia"! (Personal Project repurposed as gift edit)

[222col]

can't stop thinking about patrick's younger sister teasing art every time you see him. wearing your tiniest shorts and a t-shirt of his he left in patrick's room. "is that mine?" he'd whimper, looking at your hard nipples underneath his shirt. "oh, i, um thought it was patrick's," you'd return shyly, fiddling with the hem. "stop eye fucking my sister, you perv" patrick would say, hitting art on the back of his head. "i'm not- i wasn't!" patrick rolling his eyes and walking into the kitchen. "you weren't?" your big eyes looking up at him, almost pouting. "well, i mean, no, well, yes, kinda but-" your lips turning into a smirk as you keep touching the hem of his shirt you're wearing. "donaldson!" cuts art out of his daze as he shyly walks to where is friend is shouting him from.

baby angel art i need u so bad

[sturniolos-blog]

In trouble again? - Sturniolo little sister oneshot

warnings - swearing, fluff, arguing

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Quick backstory behind this oneshot:

When Y/n was 14, her 19 year old older triplet brothers moved to LA. Upsetting her for a while, hard not seeing them around the house.

But after a lot of convincing, when Y/n turned 15, Marylou and Jimmy agreed to let her move in with them.

Obviously, nick, chris, and matt were okay with it.

You may wonder how a girl fit in with three boys, well it was easy for her.

Nick was the one she’d go too for boys, about her period (since he bought her pads and what she needed when she was on it), she'd go to Nick about a breakup, literally about anything that Matt and Chris would freak out about if she told them.

Then Chris was the one she’d go to if she needed too laugh, needed a hug, (chris gives really good ones), He always found a way too make her laugh, even when she was crying. Although when y/n was crying chris usually got emotional with her, so they cried and laughed together.

Now Matt, matt was the one she’d go too for a lot of things. Anxiety was a big one, she had a lot, so she usually asked for tips and stuff. Y/n also gets frustrated, annoyed, anything negative really easily, (like matt) so she usually went to Matt to calm down and take a breath. Y/n also usually slept with Matt, much like chris she hated sleeping alone, so she usually slept with, matt, but occasionally with math and chris because chris was usually found in matt’s bed.

Y/n also gets in trouble at school a lot! (Bad y/n)

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2:03pm

I walked inside my house with yet another write up i got this week, it's only thursday and this is my third write up this week, (new record by the way) this time was for yelling at my math teacher how she didn't know how to teach. She seriously doesn't because if she did would not have a D- in her class right now.

"Is anyone home?" I yelled out, kicking my shoes off and throwing my bag down.

I see Nick walk downstairs, "Hey y/n!" He says cheerfully, "Matt and Chris went to return the jeans you didn't like and Chris wanted to go to get a new sweatshirt or something." Nick smiled before his eyes trail down to my hand. He let's out a sigh, "Y/n...Please tell me.." He trails off, his voice filled with disapointment.

I look down at the paper too, "Umm.." I clear my throat, "Sorry I thought they would've called or at least texted you guys already. My bad. Now can you please sign it before Matt gets home?" I pleaded, handing the paper to Nick for him to sign. Matt was the worst one for when i got in trouble, he changes a lot. He's like all sweet and then his face gets red with anger. It's scary.

Nick took the paper and grabbed a pen from the kitchen table, "I'll sign it, but they took Matt's number down. So there is no doubt he got that call or text." Nick says, signing the paper with his signature like it said too do. I let out a groan as nicks eyes glanced over the quick explanation of what happened.

"You went off on your math teacher?" Nick scoffed.

"I already told Ms.Reel I don't play! She kept testing me, literally and figuratively. She tried givin' me a pop quiz like I was 'bouta do all that. Yeah no thanks." I defended. Grabbing a water from the fridge and sitting down at the island.

"What exactly did you say, n/n?" Nick asked, giving me the now signed paper.

"All i said was, 'I'm not doing this.' and when she asked why I said 'because why would i take a pop quiz from a teacher that teaches like she graduated at the university of nowhere.' and when she told me to go to the office i said, 'gladly, i'd rather have 6 months of detention then ever come back too this bootlegged not teachin us nothin' classroom. And then i got kicked out." I explained.

Matt signed the one i got on monday for going off on a girl for making fun of my friend. He told me it was okay and that i was sticking up for somebody i cared about.

The one i got on tuesday was for walking out of the classroom when my science teacher didn’t let me go to the bathroom but let a boy out when he asked. Chris signed that one for me, Matt found out about it, i didn’t know they had his number, he was upset but he said as long as i didn’t get another one it’s fine.

So after this one i am definitely getting yelled at by Matt.

The front door opens and i hear muttering, sounding like bickering.

“Wait, i left my jacket in the car, can you go get it?” I hear Chris ask Matt.

I then hear Matt mutter something along the lines of, “You fucking idiot” before walking away.

Chris then speed walks into the kitchen, “Y/n, you seriously messed up. Matt was already in a bad mood since he woke up, and then at the mall workers were giving him shit for trying to return your jeans without the tags on them, and then he got a call about how you got in trouble. So you’re actually fucked.”

My eyes widened, “Um- yeah i’m just gonna go up-” I start to walk away but bump into Matt.

“Just the person i was looking for!” Matt says. sarcastically, his arms crossing as he stands in front of me.

“Go sit, now.” He demands. I rub my forehead and nod, sitting at the kitchen table.

Matt sits down next to me and grabs the write up slip, “Nick signed it already? That’s great.” Matt continues with the sarcasm.

“Don’t bring me into this!” Nick puts his hands up in defense as him and Chris are watching us.

Matt then gives nick and chris a look that makes them both go to their rooms.

Great.

I take a breath in before starting to talk as Matt reads the write up slip, “So on a scale of 1-10 how mad-”

“Don’t even finish that sentence, y/n.” He grits out.

I nod and bite my lip, i’m really fucking scared.

“You can’t- why would you- who even- where- what- the fuck!?” Matt stutters.

“I don’t even know what to say, y/n! This is the third one this week! It’s thursday! There are only five days in a school week! It shouldn’t be this hard to stay out of trouble!” Matt yells.

“I’m sorry i just-” I get cut off.

“No! You don’t just do anything, you can’t just do something like this and keep getting away with it. You don’t need to be acting like this.” Matt says, putting his head in his hands.

“I also don’t need your opinion, i mean why are you even getting so mad? Nick and Chris don’t care this much.” I say, nice going y/n.

Matt scoffs. “Go to your room.”

“But-”

“Now!” He yells.

“Whatever!” I scoff and get up, literally stomping to my room.

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10:16pm

It’s been 8 whole hours since i last talked to Matt.

Which was crazy, Nick and Chris came in to ask me how i was doing but i just shrugged, i got to keep my phone so i was doing alright.

I get another knock on my door, expecting it to be Matt, i quickly say, “Come in!” But it’s Chris. I love him but i lay back down, scrolling on my phone.

He walks up and sits on my bed, rubbing my shoulder.

“I think you should talk to Matt.” Chris says, his voice soft and welcoming.

“He doesn’t wanna talk to me. He’s made it clear, we haven’t talked since the argument.” I sniffle, i was so upset.

“He does wanna talk to you, but he’s stubborn also, so he is not gonna be the first one to say something. If you go and apologize, and really mean it, like not just go in there because i told you too, then he will appreciate it and say sorry too. I promise.” Chris says as i sit up.

I put my pinky out, “Pinky promise?” I whisper.

He interlocks our pinkies, “Pinky promise.” He confirms.

I nod as he leaves my room, about 5 minutes pass and i decide to get up too.

I knock on Matt’s door, I hear some shuffling before the door starts to open, “Nick how many times-” Matt starts but stops when he sees me.

“N/n.” He says, his voice was much softer.

“Matt- i’m so sorry for getting in trouble and i’m sorry for saying that you get too and and it’s just schools been really hard and i hate it and everyone’s annoying and i don’t know what to do and i-” I sob but get cut off when Matt pulls me in for a tight hug.

“Okay, calm down baby.” He whispers, his fingers going through my hair.

I sob into his chest, that’s all it was. Stress and being overwhelmed.

“Shh..” Matt hushed, bringing me into his room with his arms still wrapped around me, kicking the door shut with his foot and bringing me to sit down on his bed.

“Y/n, listen.” He pulls away from the hug.

“You’re right, i have been harsher than normal, but that’s only because i want you to succeed, you’re in highschool! You are growing up so fast and i want the best for you. And i’m sorry that i’m not the fun one all the time. I’ll try, but if i try you have to promise that you will too, and if you’re ever feeling upset or down that you’ll talk to me.” Matt comforts.

I nod and wipe my nose with my sleeve.

“Can i sleep in here tonight?” I ask.

Matt laughs, “Of course you can.”

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why is this literally the most basic thing i’ve ever written oh lord goodbye idk what happened with me today but im just gonna start dad matt tmr and it will either be done tmr or thursday (i pinky promise) hope yall enjoy this one!

[chimindity]

How about brother!rafe acting like a real brother towards sister!reader! He wouldn't stop annoying you, but once you cry, he will get so protective.

Warning | reader is a toddler, fluff. A/N | divider made by @marvelfanfics1 (she's the best♡)

You two always get along, but as the older brother, he sometimes likes annoying you. It starts when he randomly walks into your room, standing in the middle of the space as he stares down at you playing with your Sylvanian Families, hands on his hips

-"What are you doing in my room, Rafey?" You suddenly drop your figurines as you look up at your brother, a wide smirk on his face as his eyes take in your pink girly room, -"I just want to hang with you, can't I?" you tilt your head to the side in confusion as you watch him lay down on your bed, picking up your bunny stuffie in his arms.

-"Rafey! You're hurting her" you whine and stand up, making your way to the bed when you catch him tugging on your stuffy's ears, but as stubborn as your brother is, he lifts the comfort plushie higher out of your reach.

-"nah, I think she likes me better, look she doesn't want you to grab her" he chuckles, tossing the stuffie in the air, you decide to stand up on your bed to try reaching it, with both hands, you eventually grab it from his hands and press it against your chest as if the second you let it go, your brother would steal it from you again.

Too focus on securing it in your arms, you lose out your balance, causing you to fall on the bed, -"watch out, sis" he sighs, knowing you would have fallen the second he saw you stand on your bed, he holds you in his arms as soon as he notices your eyes filling up with tears, -"it's your fault" you whine, furrowed eyebrows as you look at him.

-"hey, no, stop crying, you didn't even get hurt" he cradles the back of your head, hoping it would ease you down, -"listen, it's not even my fault, okay?" He rolls his eyes at the sulk expression forming on your face, -"yes! You hurt my bun bun" your bottom lip quivers as you bring the stuffed plushie infront of him.

He gently takes it from your hands and leaves a kiss on its forehead -"happy now? It's just a dumb plushie, anyway" he chuckles, knowing what he said would get a reaction out of you, -"no! She's not dumb, I'm her momma" you defend your plushie as if she's your daughter, despite his rude words, Rafe always finds the way your care about the stuffed bunny adorable.

He couldn't help but smile, -"alright, alright, I take back what I said, jeez" he whispers, not wanting to make you cry again, he watches you slowly stroking the stuffed bunny's ears -"he won't hurt you again, I promise you" you murmur to your plushie, completely ignoring your brother's chuckle.

Taglist

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[sunshinepanic]

Overbearing

Pairing: John B x LittleSister!Reader

Summary: Request is for John b: Reader is John b's little sister and she decides to surf the surge when there is a storm without telling John b. She gets a little injured while surfing and hides it from John b. John b finds out she is hurt and scolds her for going surfing in the storm and hiding her injury. I went ahead and made reader surf the storm from season 1 and just made it like John B and Pope never did it.

Warning: Angst, Fluff, reader gets hurt

Notes: I’ve never written for John B before so this is my first attempt.

Not beta read we die like men

WC: 1,370

John B Masterlist - OBX Masterlist

Your older brother had always been ridiculously overprotective of you, even more so now that your dad was missing at sea and DCS was threatening foster care. You needed a way to blow off some steam because John B’s helicopter mom routine was driving you insane. When Hurricane Agatha hit, you saw your opportunity for some fun, and you ran with it. Grabbing your surfboard, you snuck out of the chateau while everyone was storm-prepping and made your way to the beach.

 The swells were massive, but JJ had taught you everything he knew about surfing, and he was the best; even John B said so. As you raced out into the raging water, your excitement only grew. This is exactly what you needed. An adrenaline rush that nothing else could give you. Surfing the waves and getting tossed around in the storm, you were having the time of your life. You decided to go for one last run before you packed it in and made your way home. A massive wave headed your way, and you caught it easily, but the waves were unpredictable, especially in a storm, and you got rolled. When you went under the water, your leg hit something sharp, and the pain was immediate. You struggled to the surface, finding your board broken and having to fight your way back to shore. John B. was going to kill you if he found out.

 As you made your way back to the chateau, you hoped that the pogues would be asleep or at least distracted enough not to notice you limping into the house and bleeding everywhere. Luck seemed to be on your side when you found everyone asleep. You managed to make it to the bathroom past everyone’s sleeping forms and locked the door. The gash on your leg didn’t seem to be too deep, but it was definitely going to leave a nasty scar and hurt for a while. You patched yourself up as best as you could and managed to make it into your bedroom, where you collapsed and promptly passed out.

 You woke up to your brother smacking you over the head with a pillow. “Get up! We got a lot of shit to clean up, and we need all hands on deck!” Grumbling that he was an ass, you rolled over as he laughed while making his way outside. Slowly, you got up, but your leg was throbbing, and you had already started to bleed through the bandage you had put on last night. You hobbled into the bathroom to change out your bandage and take some pain killers. When you made it back to your room to get dressed, you realized you were going to have to wear long pants if you were going to have any chance of hiding what had happened.

 After getting dressed, you made your way outside to the rest of the pogues to start helping with the storm clean-up. You forced yourself not to limp, as you didn’t want to give any indication that something was wrong. As the day went on, your leg was getting worse, and it was getting harder to hide the fact that you were hurt. JJ and Kie had already started giving you weird looks, and you knew they were starting to suspect something was wrong. Everyone else was busy, so Pope asked for your help moving a particularly large branch that was blocking the twinkie. Begrudgingly, you sighed and made your way over to help, but as the two of you lifted the branch, your leg gave out, and you screamed as you fell to the ground. Pope panicked, managing to drop the branch away from you as the others came running over, hearing your scream.

 John B crouched next to you, frantically looking for any sign of injury but not seeing anything. “What’s wrong!?!? What happened? Are you hurt?” You tried to shrug him off, insisting that you were fine, but when you tried to stand up, your leg gave out again, causing you to fall. Your brother managed to catch you, stating that you are clearly not fine. He helped you over to the porch, setting you down. He glared down at you. “I swear to God, you need to tell me what is wrong, and don’t you dare say nothing because clearly you can’t walk.” You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth to respond when JJ piped up. "Dude, her leg is bleeding.” John B’s eyes snapped down to your leg, where a clearly visible patch of blood had started to form on your gray sweatpants.

 He crouched down, gently grabbing your leg, and lifted your pants leg to get a better look at what was going on. He thought you had cut yourself on a branch when you fell, but he wasn’t expecting to find an already bandaged wound that was clearly not from today. His head snapped up, making eye contact with you that you were trying to avoid. “What in the hell is this? What happened?” You rolled your eyes at his overly protective behavior. “It’s nothing, B. I’m fine.” “You are bleeding, and you can barely walk! Clearly, you are not fine! Now tell me what in the hell happened!”

 Sighing, you looked away from him, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I got hurt surfing yesterday.” A look of confusion passed over John B’s face. “When did you go surfing yesterday?” You looked up, accidentally making eye contact with JJ. A look of shock crossed JJ’s face, and before he could think, he shouted. “No way! You actually surfed the surge!?!?” Everyone’s heads snapped towards him, and he quickly held his hands up. “I’m just learning about this for the first time too.” John B quickly looked back at you, and you refused to look at him. “Is that true? Did you surf the surge? Do you know how dangerous that is? You could have seriously been hurt! You could have died!” He was going off on a rant, and you were already fed up. You finally looked at him and yelled. “This is why I didn’t tell you! You are so overprotective, and I knew you wouldn’t let me go! I just wanted to have some fun, and guess what? It was amazing! It was so much fun, and yes, I got hurt, but it was a fluke accident, and I didn’t tell you because I knew you would freak out and act like this! I know things are different now that dad is gone, but you are not my father; you are my brother!” You got up and limped your way into the house, leaving John B. stunned.

 You made your way to your bedroom, collapsing backward onto the bed. You sighed when you heard a knock at the door, but before you could say anything, John B walked in with a first-aid kit. He sat on your bed, pulling your leg into his lap, so he could change out the bandage and clean the wound. He worked silently, and when he was done, he finally looked at you. “I’m sorry. I know I’m not dad, and I know I have been a little overbearing lately, but I just can’t lose you. You’re all I have left, and even though you’re my pain in the ass, little sister, I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.” Without saying anything, you sit up and wrap your arms around your brother. “I get it, B. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you either, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I got hurt.” Just then, your stomach started to grumble, causing John B to laugh. “Kie should be here any minute with some sandwiches. Let’s go eat.” As you made your way outside, everyone was already gathered on the front porch eating. You sat down next to Kie, who handed you your favorite sandwich. As you took your first bite, you heard JJ pipe up from where he was sitting in the hammock. “So for real, how bad ass was surfing the surge?” John B. smacked him across the chest as you laughed.

Tags: @mirellef2001

[thvkei]

hi kira! me again lol

I got this idea while trying to sleep last night but what if the haitani brothers had a sister (maybe their twin? like rindou or ran's twin since they're different ages) who's deaf? and if tenjiku meets her, how will they react?

- love Ria ✨

IMAGINE ME, BUT TWICE !

ft. rindou, ran, izana, kakucho, shion, hanma, kokonoi x fem!reader

genre. sprinkle of angst, fluff, headcanons

notes. HI RIAAA<3 this was so cute my heart hurts :,)) + this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.

growing up with a disability with your two brothers took not only great hardships, but also a huge amount love.

in your case, you were born hard-of-hearing and was completely deaf by the time you were three.

being rindou's twin sister was something you'd always known. you'd never known a life outside him, and your older brother, ran.

you and the boys had a rough childhood. your parents were bums, resulting in the three of you deciding to make a life for yourself at the measly ages of 12 and 11.

ran was only 1 when you two were born, but he quickly began to grasp that you didn't respond to his voice like rindou did. it hurt him deeply, especially more so when your mother refused to attend any type of therapy or sign language lessons.

so, as soon as he was able to, he took it upon himself to learn how to attend to yours and rindou's needs. it was hard. extremely. but he couldn't let you be treated the way he was. neglected and alone, ran fought to keep the two of you safe under the so called 'guidance' of your two useless parents.

by the time he was 10 and you and rin were 9, you developed your own methods of conversation.

as most kids make fun of things they don't understand, such as disabilities, you were teased for your voice from a young age - which caused you to shy away from speaking and only rely on writing and sign for communication.

meeting new people was hard, but, under the protection of your two big brothers, no one dared question you or your lack of speech. any one who did or had previously was left with a broken nose - at least.

due to growing up with them, it was almost a given that you would adopt their attitude. how someone could convey so much sass through their expressions alone, the brothers weren't sure. but they loved it; they loved how you expressed yourself regardless of other people's opinions, even if sometimes it was at their expense.

you'd also, thanks to years of practice and close observation, taught yourself how to lip read. it's always funny when you would appear out of nowhere during, well, what they assumed was a private conversation, and easily answer any inquires or issues they were facing despite not asking you directly.

of course, you knew they were delinquents. and good ones, at that. even though their lifestyle was dangerous, you were drawn to it, naturally. seeing how much fun they had always enticed you, especially since you'd spent so many years of your life living under the armor they forged themselves.

the boys knew you were strong. they'd taught you everything they knew over the years. so when you asked them if you could join tenjiku and fight by their side and they refused, you responded by wrapping your legs around your older brothers head and slamming him against the ground.

yeah, they changed their minds pretty quickly.

tenjiku wasn't aware of the haitanis' little sister until they were face to face with her, staring in confusion at the little girl who closely resembled their cogent executive, rindou.

izana tilted his head at you, staring in confusion. this was the powerful up-coming new member of his gang? a girl?

"she may be deaf, but trust me-" ran smirked, standing at your side with his arms folded. "she gets what she wants."

it was ironic, really, how good you were at convincing people. it had been a skill you'd never lacked in. when you wanted something, you got it. and you prided yourself in that fact.

kakucho is immediately drawn to your ambitious and fearless demeanor, the way you handle yourself - the way you handle others. he admires it. you almost make a weakness look like a strength.

izana is familiar with the basics of sign language, he'd learned it back in the orphanage he stayed in out of boredom and curiosity.

kokonoi isn't familiar with the language nor does he care. sure, you may be useful, but your weakness is so great that he assumes that you will only drag tenjiku down. however he doesn't object.

shion finds it rather amusing, a deaf girl trying to interfere with hardcore gang shit, deciding not to conceal a short laugh. that mistake immediately earned him an almost lethal punch from rindou. sending him towards the ground with a crack.

kisaki thinks it's stupid to get someone like you involved in a gang war. you will only be a liability to them, he thinks. my, how wrong he is.

hanma is, like izana, curious. it's clear to everyone here that you have rin and ran wrapped around your little finger. which consequently meant that you basically had an army of men at the of every whisper, weep or cry. you're powerful. he likes that.

as the days passed by, you continued to prove yourself to them, rounding up new members, strong ones, and leaving them at your disposal. the tenjiku members, apart from ran and rindou, of course, who already knew how you operated, were left speechless.

they found themselves learning sign language on their own will, wanting to understand more about you and how your brain worked. even shion picked up a goddamn picture book.

kokonoi finds himself reluctantly interested, refusing to admit to any one else that your abilities really did outshine your drawback.

however, while you're good at fighting, you aren't the best.

this becomes apparent when a deranged and practically nuts member of a rival gang lunges for you and you barely dodge him, scarcely avoiding a knife in your side.

kokonoi grabs you quickly, shoving you behind him without even thinking. his own actions leave him completely shocked and confused.

tenjiku in turn leaves him permanently paralyzed, discovering that over time you had also swooned them. they weren't sure how, or why, but it just happened.

even though he would never admit it directly, kakucho enjoyed your company and respected you as a fellow member.

the first time hanma made an effort was when he learned a pun in JSL, which came as a huge surprise to you.

that was also the first time he heard your voice - when you tried to hide your laughter from him by covering your mouth with your hand.

he was immediately smitten.

over time, tenjiku progressively become more protective. it's like an instinct. one bad word of you, and their opposition is dead. that's just how it works.

ran and rindou continue to be your number one boys, the brothers you can rely on above all else.

izana trusts you with plans and keeping everyone in order and respects you as his underling. but on a personal level, he thinks even more of you.

even kisaki learns some of the basic cues, giving you at least a little respect even though you often make it known that you don't enjoy his company.

overall, being the haitani's underestimated little sis had its perks. having a disability didn't change how much they loved you in the slightest. it just made you stronger.

please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.

[elisabeta-darling]

My baby sister✨💕

[artdecodude]

The beauty of Bioshock. Just got gone playing all the way through Bioshock for the bajillionth time. If for no other reason than to bask in its Art Deco sumptuousness. Took these screenshots along the way.

[heycammiephotography]

BioShock | Little Sister | cosplayer: @avatarest_cosplay

[nando161mando]

Queens Of The Stone Age - Little Sister

[222col]

i NEED more younger sister stuff please. just short ones even i beg

ur wish is my command 🧎🏻‍♀️

walking around your big house in just a pair of lace panties sticking out from underneath your oversized tee, bending over the counter to fill up your water bottle. hearing art's breath hitch in his throat at the sight before him. "oh hey, artie." you smile sweetly over your shoulder. "i didn't know you were here." which was an obvious lie, art was at your house pretty much every day during summer when your parents were away. "sorry- i, i just came down for a drink." he's blushing now, watching you turn off the tap and turn to look at him. "i'll get one for you." you flutter your lashes to him, opening the fridge, bending over fully to open the drawer and retrieve art's favourite drink. letting your hand gently touch his as you pass him the bottle. "th-thanks," his cheeks getting redder every second he stays this close to you. "you look really pretty by the way." he mumbles, barely looking you in the eye. "i'm just in my pjs, artie." you giggle to him, hands held behind your back, rocking back and forth slightly as you look up to him through your lashes. "you always look really pretty." art admits, finally looking into your eyes, still less than a foot away from you. leaning up on your tip toes to kiss him gently on the cheek, watching his mouth fall open slightly, feeling the warmth of his skin under your lips. "you're really pretty too." he's trying desperately to not feel embarrassed, so shy at your words as you leave the kitchen, walking outside to sit on one of the loungers. "donaldson.." art hears patrick's words from behind him, as he leans on the doorframe, the opposite side of the room from which you left. "stop pining over my little sister, you freak." art opens his mouth to start protesting, before patrick walks over, cutting him off by hitting him in the crotch. "don't deny it, you're hard from a kiss on the cheek." art groans, doubling over in pain as patrick just laughs at his friend. "you asshole!" art jokes, pushing his friend over, only met with more laughing from patrick. "you're pathetic."

[sturniolos-blog]

Adopted - Sturniolo little sister fic

so i am not taking credit for this whatsoever, @sturniololoco is to take credit for this and i love her work so i hope this is okay. (lmk if it’s not) But i thought of this request and wanted to act on it myself, i don’t believe this is already a fic.

this fic is for anyone who is not white or is of a different race, for example i am hispanic and mixed but deal with lots a racism and get called the n word, so this is a fic about being the sturniolos little sister but dealing with racism.

warning: swearing, complete racism, use of the n word but censored out, mentions of fighting and blood

im only writing this to give examples of real life, no harm is meant to be done ‼️

the reader will take place as a teenager, younger mostly maybe early teens.

enjoy !

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Being mixed was hard, especially going to a practically all white school with maybe a few kids of a different race there.

I knew i would eventually have to feel with racism, especially since my older brothers are white and im adopted, but i didn’t know it would be this bad.

I snapped out of my thoughts as i was going to walk towards my group of friends but some girl stops me, monica, no one likes her, she’s literally the talk of the school, we used to be best friends but she was really fake, and she talks to me sometimes, we aren’t tight but we definitely don’t hate each other,

“Hey, it’s your month.” She smirked at me.

I scoffed, “What?” My face turning to a confused one as i looked at her, people walking through the hallways trying to get to their next class.

“Black history month,” She laughed.

“The fuck did you just say to me?” I got in her face as the hallways were clearing.

“Get to class guys!” A teacher yelled before walking in her class room.

Monica began to walk away, i grabbed her arm though, “Finish what you were saying, say it again and see what happens.”

“It’s your month, you fucking weirdo, you’re family is not even your color you’re not even supposed to be with them, no wonder they don’t show you in videos they’re probably too embarrassed to have someone who is dark as fu-”

I cut her off with a shove, her back that had her backpack on it was slammed into the locker.

“Say it again!” I dared her, dropping my bag on the ground.

“You’re a fucking n***** and a sp*c.” She said in my face, i lost it.

I punched her in the face and shoved her again, she went to grab my hair but i grabbed her hand and pushed it back against the locker, kicking her knee before punching her in the face, her nose starting to bleed, she smacked me in the head but literally did nothing.

I grabbed her by her nasty old sweatshirt and swung her to hit the other set of lockers on the opposite wall, she let out a grunt,

“Ow!” She yelled loudly. She was on the ground with tears, not that she was crying but probably involuntary tears from the pain.

“Don’t try me.” I scoffed, grabbing my bag and starting to walk to my class, making it in to spanish.

“Why are you late?” My spanish teacher, Ms.Gonzalez asked.

“I got the schedules mixed up, sorry, it won’t happen again.” I apologized.

“That’s fine.” She said, Ms. Gonzalez was a nice teacher, let everything slide, sort of dumb too but that’s okay.

I went and sat at my desk, shit.

I totally forgot Monica is in this class.

Where is she?

I thought to myself before pulling out my spanish stuff.

“Hey, you okay?” My friend Aliyah leaned over and asked me,

“Yep.” I smiled.

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About 15 minutes go by and the phone rings, Ms.Gonzalez answers, picking up the phone,

“Hello?” She asks, getting some sort of answer before she looked around the room, her eyes stopped on me, “Yep, i have her.” She smiled.

I tried to focus on my spanish work, but-

“Y/n? they need you down in the office, bring your stuff.” She said.

I sighed and nodded, packing my stuff up, Aliyah looks at me confused,

“Don’t worry about it.” I whispered before leaving the classroom.

I got down to the office and i saw Matt, Chris, and Nick all sitting there. God, that’s embarrassing.

I opened the office doors and smiled at them, but soon dropped my smile as they all gave me death glares, even Matt, which was crazy because he was supposed to be the nice chill brother.

Matt’s knee was bouncing up and down and he was biting his nails, slouched slightly. Nick was on his phone, biting his lip and Chris was sat with his head back, up at the ceiling.

I see my principle walk out from his office, chris sitting up, nick putting his phone down and matt not slouching anymore.

“May i speak with one of you?” He points at my brothers, mom and dad must be at work.

Matt sits up, “You can talk to me.” He smiles, standing up.

My principle nods, “Great, right this way.”

My principle turns to me first, “Go see Ms.Lee, she wants to talk to you.” He says, talking about the vice principle. My principle was a very nice guy, but i wasn’t the best student ever so you’d find me in the office sometimes, but i usually talked to Ms.Lee, she was a nice lady, i usually filled her in on drama.

Matt and My principle walk into my principles office and he shuts the door.

I see Ms.Lee come out of her office and point at me, a disappointed look on her face, she makes the ‘come here’ motion with her finger.

I give one last glance to chris and nick before walking to her office and sitting down, she shuts the door and walks back behind her desk, sitting down and sighing.

“Whats up, Ms.L?” I laugh.

She gives me that look and i immediately stopped.

“Sorry,” I coughed.

“What were you thinking? Monica already told me the whole story so don’t even think about lying, i mean come on you argue with everyone i get that but hands on fighting? That’s absolutely crazy coming from you, y/n” She said, shaking her head.

“She called me the N word, called me a spic, told me it was my month, said i don’t even belong in my family!” I defended myself.

My vice principle went to talk but i cut her off, “I obviously know fighting is bad and i would usually never hit first.” I clarified, Ms.Lee rolled her eyes.

“-But that really hurt, bad. Plus, actions speak louder than words so,” I shrugged, leaning back in my seat.

“She told us you went crazy on her for nothing.” Ms.Lee said quietly.

“On my life, what i told you is what happened. She was being mad racist towards me.” I said.

Ms.Lee nodded, “You’re suspended for a week, i’m sorry but you drew blood.” Ms.Lee shook her head.

“Okay, does she get anything?” I asked, my knee bouncing up and down.

Ms.Lee hesitated, “We-” she sighed and looked down, “The most we can give her is an in school suspension, maybe two days.”

My mouth dropped, “Ms.L, you’re kidding.” I scoffed. “You understand how unfair this is, right?”

“Yes, but we can’t do much, we don’t have audio from the camera, all we see is you talking and then you shoving her and punching her in the face,” Ms.Lee said softly.

“But- i- i only-” I teared up and shook my head, “This is bullshit.” I whispered.

Ms.L nodded, “I know, honey. I’m sorry.” She said, a knock then came on her door, it opened and it was my principle,

“Y/n, it’s time to go home now. We will see you next week.” He said.

I nodded, “Thanks.” I whispered, walking out.

Matt was standing up, his hands in his pockets, Nick and chris got up when they saw me,

“Ready, kid?” Chris put his hand on my back.

“Chris.” Matt scolded him as we walked out of the office.

We made it to the car and got in.

“On a scale of 1-10, how mad are you guys right now?” I cautiously asked.

Matt scoffed, Nick gave me a sad smile before looking out the window, and chris started to speak.

“Well, i’m actually not that- ow!” He got cut off by Matt hitting him in the arm as we pulled out of the schools parking lot.

I sighed and looked out the window, my fingers tapping on it slightly,

“Where’s mom and dad?” I asked.

“At work.” Matt said. His monotone voice giving me the chills.

“Okay, but do you even know what really happened because-”

“Y/n, shut up! You beat up a girl who just asked you for the homework answers, the fuck is wrong with you?!” Matt yelled harshly, he never yelled at me. Ever.

Tears welled up in my eyes, “Matt!” Nick yelled at him. “Don’t talk to her like that!”

“Calm down bro.” Chris patted Matt’s shoulder.

“That’s not what happened.” I said, my voice cracking.

“Then what happened, huh? Tell us, because your principle gave a very good explanation to us.” Matt said, making a right turn onto our street.

“She-” i took in a breath, i looked at the rearview mirror and see matt with his jaw clenched.

“She called me the n word, a spic, told me it was my month, and that i don’t belong in our family because im dark. She also said thats why you don’t show me in videos.” I said, playing with my hands.

Matt stopped the car as we pulled into our driveway.

“She what?” He turned around after turning the car off.

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We got inside and i dropped my bag on the floor.

“Y/n, i’m sorry i had no idea-” Matt started.

“It’s okay,” I said as i took a seat at our island.

“Mom and dad are gonna be so mad.” I whimpered.

Nick put his hand on my shoulder, “We will talk to them. Promise.” He held out his pinky and i interlocked it, smiling at him.

“Great job defending yourself, y/n, not the best way you coulda gone but we are proud.” Chris said, Matt then gave nick and chris a look to give us a moment, so chris nodded kissing my forehead before him and nick walked to their rooms.

Matt sat next to me, “I’m sorry i freaked out. I love you, you know that right?” I nodded at his words.

“I’m sorry i disappointed you guys, it was so bad, matt, it hurt so much-” I let out a sob before he pulled me in for a hug, kissing my cheek and letting me cry in his chest, i heard him sniffle in my ear.

“You didn’t disappoint us, okay? We love you, so so much, nothing will change that. We don’t put you in our videos because you were to young, but your older now so you can be in as many as you want,” Matt pulled away from the hug and took my face in his hands.

“Okay? we love you, i love you. I’m so sorry, you don’t deserve any of that, you are a beautiful young girl, okay?” Matt whispered, i nodded and he kissed my head. Hugging me again.

Maybe it was okay to be adopted.

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I wrote this in like an hour, i hope this was okay. And i hope you guys like it, love you!

Also, should i start a tag list?

[chimindity]

Brother!rafe teaching his little sister!reader how to swim. Warning | reader is a toddler. (Rafe is not drowning his little sister in this drabble!!) A/N | I might have or haven't got this idea from watching Rafe trying to drown Sarah.. ; divider from @marvelfanfics1 (my sweet cutie pie) -> another version of this drabble!

Sitting at the edge of the pool with your legs pressed against your chest, you've been begging your brother to teach you how to swim. But the second you dipped your feet in the water, you got scared and gave up on wanting to swim.

-"Sweetheart, you've kept begging me to teach you how to swim," Rafe, who is already in the pool, swims toward you and places his hands on each side of your feet, watching you sheepishly shrug your shoulders. -"Rafey," a whine slips out of your mouth as he grabs your ankles, pulling you closer to the edge.

-"What? Do you trust me?" he grins, noticing you've brought all your favorite Calico critters with you, making them sit at the edge of the pool. -"Uhm, I think so," you mumble as Rafe finally dips your feet into the water. -"First step, baby. Can't learn how to swim if you're afraid of water," he chuckles and eventually lifts you up under your armpits. As soon as the water reaches your knees, you start to squirm in his grip.

Panicking at the thought of drowning, you swing your legs, splashing water everywhere. -"Rafey! Put me down, please!" you yelp, clinging firmly onto his shoulders, causing him to laugh at your reaction. -"Woah, there, calm down, 's only water," he rubs your back gently, trying to soothe you. You catch your breath and wrap your legs around his waist. -"Don't let go of me, Rafey," you mumble in the crook of his neck, afraid he would suddenly let go.

-"Nah, can't do that, sweetheart. You said you wanted to learn how to swim, remember?" he smirks, looking down at you as if you were a baby panda clinging onto her momma. -"Come on, baby, you can do it. Hold onto the edge. I'm gonna let go." He pulls you closer to the pool ladder, and you immediately firmly grab it. You look at Rafe, feeling betrayed by your own brother.

-"Stop crying, baby. All you gotta do is swim towards me. Come on, use your arms," he motions you with his hands to come to him. You keep looking at him with a pouty face. -"Rafey, I can't," you sob, already having enough of whatever he was trying to teach you. Your brother can feel you are ready to give up by the look on your face. -"You got this, swim to your brother," he gets a bit closer to you and reaches for you with his hands.

You eventually let go of the ladder and try to swim towards Rafe. He catches you with his arms and pulls you closer to him. -"There we go, see? That wasn't too hard, huh?" Your shaken figure holds onto him as he praises you. He lifts your head with his fingers. -"Wanna try it again?" he asks. You shake your head, definitely not wanting to swim again. But he lets go of you and suddenly swims further away from you.

-"I believe in you, you got this, princess," he waits for you to make a move, but you only keep staring at him with watery eyes, looking from time to time at the pool ladder. -"Jeez, what if one day you wake up alone in the ocean, huh?" He chuckles, swimming back to you to pull you into his arms. -"Want to get out of the pool, Rafey" you sob, bursting into tears.

Your brother quickly gets you out of the pool, -"Alright, calm down now, stop being dramatic," he chuckles, pulling your bunny towel poncho over your shoulders. The towel, being too big for you, makes its ears hang in front of your face. -"Wait, sweetheart," he bends down, still dripping from water, as he dries off your shoulders. As soon as he lets go of you, you quickly run inside the house, completely forgetting about your calico critters.

Rafe shakes his head, bending down to pick up all your calico critters and bring them to you. When he steps inside the house, he notices you on the couch, engrossed in watching your favorite cartoon, still wearing your towel poncho. -"I think you forgot this," he gives you a warm smile, throwing them on the couch. You quickly crawl on the couch to grab them all.

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[yanderewriter101]

Older Brother Izuku Midoriya x Younger Sister Reader

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The house door opened and Inko turned her head as she began dinner, her green eyes focused on the front door but a smile spread across her face as her eldest son entered through the front door his green fluffy hair bright and his hero costume on show.. 

Inko was ever so proud of her eldest son he was now the Number One Pro-Hero of Japan.. it warmed her heart to know her son had achieved his dreams she was the proudest mother in the world each time she saw her son's wide smile and gleaming green eyes..

"Hey mom!" Izuku greeted with a wide grin as he took of his large boots putting them by the front door Inko smiled and once her son was close enough she kissed his freckled cheek with a soft and heart warming smile as she usually did whenever he came to her side..

"Hi Honey.. Just on time for dinner!- your sister will be happy to know her older brother is finally coming for dinner.." Inko rambled softly while stirring the Katsudon in the pot the steam wafting into the air and swimming through the small but loving home the aroma in each corner of the house..

Izuku hummed and smiled as he leaned away from his mothers shoulder his large frame leaning against the kitchen counter his green eyes flickered across the kitchen to the living room as he breathed out gently as the aroma of the katsudon hit his nose "I'll go tell Bunny that I'm back.." He spoke before pushing himself of the counter to the doorway of the kitchen'

Inko nodded muttering a small 'okay honey' she sighed softly.. 'Bunny' was a nickname that was something that Izuku always called his younger Sister a nickname that never died down.. Inko never questioned it.. just like she never questioned why her older son was missing for so long after his missions that finish hours earlier...

Izuku made his way up the stairs.. silent.. eerie.. he reached the top of the stairs his eyes shifting to the left to his old bedroom that he usually stayed in whenever he stayed at his mothers house.. he then turned to the right spotting his younger sisters room the oak door shut firm.. his eyebrow quirked.. that was odd..

He moved forward to the oak door his hand wrapping around the cold silver handle opening it swiftly.. his large form took up half the doorway his eyes scanned the room.. until they landed on the girl sat at the desk.. headphones on as she wrote in a book a grin crept up on his lips...

The number one hero walked inside the door shutting behind him quietly like it was never open in the first place.. he got behind his younger sister sat at the desk.. and made his move.. like a predator capturing his prey.. his hands grasped her shoulders and she jolted immediately a yelp like scream escaping her mouth as her knees slammed up into the desk out of reaction and an elbow to his face

"Ah- Bunny- pfft- I'm sorry!" Izuku laughed gently his large scarred arm wrapping around the girls smaller form to calm her but he was met with a book to the head and a curse out of his sisters mouth he chuckled pushing the book away with his free hand "You idiot- were you trying to make my have a heart attack!?" (Your name) Squealed at him angry

Her expression was scrunched up like an angry bunny he could of sworn he saw her leg stomp on the ground for a second.. he sighed out and ruffled her hair but she grumbled at him for that trying to fix her hair.. like a bunny trying to groom herself back to its usual fluffy form.. he blinked his thoughts away as he sighed out softly.. his bunny was so silly sometimes..

"Wait- are you staying for dinner?" (Your name) questioned her older brother as her (your eye colour) eyes sharpened at him with suspicion crossing her arms on her lap as she twisted her chair around to face him Izuku stared down at her with a small grin.. she could be so serious in the flip of a switch! it always amazed him..

"Yes I am.. and i'm sleeping for the night.." Izuku briefly explained.. now that it was the weekend he had some time to spend with his family since his agency would be taken over by Katsuki for the weekend for once.. (Your name) nodded her head as she sent him a smile "Ah.. that's nice!" 

Before Izuku could utter a word Inko's voice was heard from downstairs calling her children for dinner.. interrupting their moment.. Interrupting Their bonding moment!.. he breathed out.. and moved away from his younger sister shooting her a grin "I'll see you downstairs don't be too long!" He spoke as he waved a hand exiting the room..

It wasn't a joke.. it was a command.. one (Your name) knew too well.. her expression fell from it's smile to it's frown.. her fingers tightened around her knees.. why did he have to come.. it seemed like he was never away for too long! every-time he comes.. things.. become scary weird.. she just hoped that this time he wouldn't-

"(YOUR NAME) YOUR FOOD IS GOING TO GO COLD!" Inko's voice screamed up from the kitchen and (Your name) jolted quickly jumping out of her chair and grabbing her jacket off the bed as she stumbled to the doorway grumbling under her breath "Coming!!"

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Dinner was peaceful.. Izuku enjoyed eating his favourite meal and answering his mothers exciting and worrying questions of if his hero career was too much or if he was getting on fine.. but he easily consoled her like he usually did.. but the one question he always dreaded was the 'are you ever going to get a partner?' He knew what his mother meant.. but she just never understood.. Izuku was too focused on protecting and caring for his younger sister!

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The night came.. faster than (Your name) hoped.. so she was under her blankets.. her wide (your eye colour) eyes staring blankly ahead her heart was hammering in her chest so hard she was almost scared her ribs would break from the force but she didn't dare move..

She let out a small breath and it seemed like hours passed.. nothing came.. nothing happened.. and relief finally filled her body.. and she calmed down.. maybe she.. was just overreacting.. well.. it only happened once why was she thinking that way anyway.. (Your name) felt her body relax and her eyes fluttered shut.. and her grip loosened around the blankets around her body..

As she was just about to finally drift off.. she heard it.. the.. silent.. eerie.. footsteps reaching her bedroom door.. her eyes flew open.. but she knew better than to try and get up and question who was at her door.. so she just tensed but she quickly relaxed herself to try and make it seem like she was asleep.. her face finding itself buried into the pillow..

then the door opened.. and she could hear the breaths.. heavy.. but still quiet not to 'wake her' she heard the door shut after and almost for a second she believed it was her mother checking in on her.. until she felt the bed behind her sink.. and she heard the bed creek slightly that's how she knew it was her older brother.. because no one else was that heavy to make her bed creek..

She kept herself calm and relaxed but when she heard the voice whisper near her ear.. it was so hard.. she was almost terrified that her heartbeat would be heard from how hard it was racing.. she was so.. so scared.. her older brother was the number one pro hero.. he had sensitive hearing he heard everything.. he knows everything.. and he knew.. no one would believe her..

"Oh Bunny..~ I do this to keep you safe.. to make sure no one hurts you.. to make sure no one even comes near you.. that no one even fucking breaths the same air near you.."

His voice.. it was so.. terrifying in the darkness.. but she didn't have to look to know that his green piercing scary eyes were staring down at her sleeping form.. but then.. something knew happened.. something so different from his usual whispering in the room.. changes from his normal scary threats..

A hand placed on her side.. and she could of swore her heart stopped in her chest real quick.. but what scared her the most was the heavy body pressing against her back.. and the hot breath hitting her cheek.. 

"I know your awake.. your always awake.."

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Izuku's eyes stared down at his younger sisters form.. she tensed.. her heart-beat always sped up when he came in.. so much quicker than normal.. and he knew she was awake.. but it didn't sway him.. because what could she do.. 

HE was the number one pro hero.. 

HE was the one their mother always trusted.. 

HE is the one the people will always trust.. 

HE is the symbol of peace..

His hands shifted over her body twisting her onto her back and her wide terrified (your eye colour) eyes stared up at her.. and his right hand paused on her side and the left stopped on her stomach.. She was like a terrified and vulnerable bunny.. his prey.. his bunny.. and he'd protect her.. after all.. she was quirkless.. he vowed the day she looked at him with a smile.. that he'd keep her by his side.. keep her in his eyesight.. keep her in his grasp..

That look in her eyes made him know he was the one in control.. his fingers lightly trailed over her stomach.. she was (Your body type) and he loved her for every curve.. ever dip.. she was young sure.. but still developed... well.. she was 17 now.. his green eyes glinted down at her form.. she was shaking under his hands.. oh his poor bunny so scared.. so terrified.. so.. perfect.

Izuku found himself between her legs.. her thighs over his own.. his large hands enveloping her waist tugging her against him firmly as he let out a breath at her body flushed against his.. he had never been so forward.. so touchy with her.. but he needed to get it through to her head that he was and always will be her protector..

(Your name) trembled terrified unsure what to do.. she couldn't fight back.. she couldn't scream.. she couldn't do anything!.. he was just staring down at her.. his hands gripping her body felt so.. scary.. it made her realise that if she made one wrong move he could easily either pin her so fast and so firm.. or just crush her in his hands.. 

The room was heavy in silence.. tense.. the only light being Izuku's dark green eyes peering down at his younger sister who was beginning to tear up.. his hand moved over her side to her cheek wiping the tears that fell down her face before he leaned forward.. by her ear.. a sick twisted grin painting on his lips.

"I am your protector.."

" I am your symbol of protection.."

" I am your older brother.." 

"and I have always been this way.."

"i have killed for you.." 

"i have ended destruction just to get to your side.."

 "i am what you run to when your scared.."

 "I will be what you see out in the darkness of your life.." 

"And I will make sure you do.."

"Even if it means ending EVERYONE in your life.."

"You will stay mine.."

"My bunny.."

"My sister"

"My only hope."

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Thank you for reading children!! :)

[beyxndrxgue]

Ich fühl mich neben dir immer noch wie ein kleines zerbrechliches Mädchen das von dir beschützt wird und das obwohl ich dich beschütze, vor dir selbst und vor alles andere was dir wehtun möchte.

[ericshoney]

Imagine being Na Jaemin's baby sister and meeting the rest of NCT....

Age: 4

Today you was the day you get to meet your big brothers band members. You got your mother to pick out a cute outfit and do your hair.  Now you are sitting on the sofa waiting for him to come pick you up.

''Where's my adorable baby sister?!'' You giggle when hearing his loud voice.

''Nana!'' You exclaim as he runs in, picking you up.

''How's my favourite sister?'' He asks with a big smile.

''Nana I'm your only sister!'' You reply.

''I know, I'm joking sweetheart.'' You smile at him.

''Can we go now?!'' You call. He laughs.

''Yes lets head out, the guys are very excited to meet mini Nana!'' He cheers, making you giggle once again.

You both leave your family home and head to the dorms. Jaemin just listens to you talk excitedly about the guys. Smiling at you. Once you arrive, Jaemin shouts for the guys. You hear the footsteps and then see 22 other males smiling at you, making you shy and hide behind your brothers legs.

''Aww mini Nana! She's so cute!'' You hear a dolphin like screech. You feel your brother pick you up again, placing you on his hip.

''Guys this is Y/n. My adorable little sister. She is very excited to meet all of you.'' Jaemin said, making you smile and give a small wave.

You all head to the living room to sit down and now seeing the guys not standing make you feel better, since they don't all look like trees now. You get each of their names but struggle to remember them all so make up your own nicknames in your head. You spend the day chatting with the guys and happy to meet your brothers band members!