#siblinghood

[liexpressway]

But once he is gone who will I have?

tiktok / icarly / unknown / @/mothman / An Oresteia: Agamemnon, Aiskhylos / Bumble Ardy, Maurice Sendak / icarly / A Little Life, Hanya Yaragihara / The Fall Of The House Of Usher, Steven Berkoff / A living Chattel, Anton Chekhov

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Adventure of Wanda’s Hairdos

‘Hairdresser’ Wanda x ‘Supportive gf’ Nat

After trying out a bunch of hairstyles on herself Wanda decided to take cosmetology classes. Natasha was proud of her gf, unfortunately Wanda needed someone to try a bunch of different hairstyles. Natasha has issues saying no to Wanda.

(Featuring, you and Yelena, Nat’s dumbass little siblings)

Natasha: Hey, sorry I’m late. The coffee guy was-

*Noticing Nat’s bangs*

Yelena: Assaulting your head?

Y/n: What is going on up there??

Natasha *cringes*: Is it bad?

Y/n: Before we answer that question. Do you currently have a knife on you?

Natasha: Yeah, several.

Yelena *forcing a smile*: Then we love it!

Y/n: It really… is hair-

Natasha:

Yelena: It’s bad, Tasha. You look like Edna from the incredibles-

Y/n: Please don’t stab us-

Natasha *sighed*: Wanda is trying a bunch of different hairstyles on me, she’s taking cosmetology classes.

Y/n: Is she… passing??

Natasha: Honestly idk-

(Nat obviously looks good here but just pretend it was a bad haircut-)

[amoxicillin-tangent]

"siblinghood, as a series of seasons"

//

[spring]

our father brings you out into the hospital corridor. you are swathed in a linen blanket. i am impressed that you are not crying. 

on the way home, our mother makes some comment, something like i hope you aren’t upset that the baby was born so close to your birthday. i do not respond. i am staring into your eyes, and you are staring back.

-

[summer]

summer, in all its brutality, is us together in the scorching heat. it’s me, the only one who can interpret your toddler babble. it is looking over as you take shaky steps and knowing, before anyone else, when you are about to fall. 

you are old enough to walk now. i still spend my spare time wondering who will catch you. 

such is siblinghood. such is life.

-

[autumn]

when everyone else thinks of autumn, they think of golden leaves. 

we think of the reason why they turn.

this is the nature of siblinghood; we grow up in a burning house. we leave with ashes under our nails. you are the only one who will ever hate our parents as much as i do. you are the only one who could ever love our parents as much as i do. you accidentally call me mom once and i say it’s fine, so long as no one’s listening.

i am old enough to leave, and i fly like a bat out of hell. you are too young to leave, and you stand in the hallway with crossed arms and a glowering face and you burn, and burn, and burn.

-

[winter]

winter is an echo of all we should’ve had; a world where we imagine siblinghood and think of warmth instead of salvation. 

our golden forests have faded to gray. i could not save you from the fall, nor could you save me from the flight. i could not save you from the burning house, but i’ll try my damndest to patch the wounds it left. you hate me just as much as you hate our parents and i love you just as much as i love them. 

i try to imagine a world where i am not stitching up your wounds as i bleed out from my own. there is no such world.

winter is all we have.

-

[spring]

a patch of dandelions blooms to our left. 

have you come to save me? you ask, and i shake my head.

no, kiddo. we already tried that.

well, what are you here for, then? 

the answer to your question chokes in my throat. i’m going back to college. your birthday is my phone password. i still think of you every time i eat a marshmallow. 

you are still bleeding, and you are still smoldering, and you are still glowering in the hallway. i have stitched up my wounds; they are healing into scars. i saved me first. i saved me at your expense. 

i lived to regret it.

i would not have, if i’d stayed. 

i’m here to make a wish. i say, and i hand you a dandelion. wish with me?

you puff the seeds into my face. it is just as annoying as you stealing my clothes in autumn when you were thirteen and cutting up my books in winter when you were five and taking what remained of our parents’ love in spring when you were born. siblinghood is a list of sins you’ll never remember and being the oldest means letting them cease to matter. 

i reach out. pick a dandelion. blow the seeds off in some unforeseen direction.

would you believe me if i told you that my wish was for you to be happy?

you do not respond. but you do not leave.

i stare into your eyes.

and you stare back.

[in spring, we are reborn.]

[leehallfae]

“after abel” - dante émile // the owl house (2020–2023)

[chmomiless]

i'll give you the sun, jandy nelson / ?? / succession / antigone, sophocles (trans. paul woodruff) / succession / ÆÜH on tiktok / a brother named gethsemane, natalie diaz / lisa see

[cupidswurld]

siblings that are like… i love the way you hate me (i hate the way that i love you). i never realised how empty silence was without you (i see you in everything when you’re not around). i trust you to put me 6 ft under, but i know you’ll be raising me from the dirt. let me wipe the tears from your eyes that i put there myself. there is no life after you, there is no death. without you, i cease to exist. i’m sorry i mistook violence for love, but it will happen again.

[rayelovesfanfictions]

Being Ted's little sister

Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago and even though I probably won't write any HIMYM stuff in the near future, I don't wanna let this headcanons go to waste... So enjoy!

He's always very considerate, thoughtful and understanding. Though he does crack a lot of jokes when you're trying to tell him a story, he knows his limits.

He gives the best advice... Not in fashion, though.

He definitely has a soft spot for you

He never lets you near Barney. Never.

Definitely gives you his jacket when it's cold which you found very odd because he never does that before

If you're having a bad day or if there's something going on with you, he'll know before anyone else notices

And if you are having a bad day, he usually takes you out to your favorite place (either a restaurant or a bar) to cheer you up

You can't wrap your head around the fact that you both used to scream at each other’s faces when you both were teenagers, but now you guys are so caring for each other

Even Marshall and Lily were very confused about how calm and loving you both are now, compared to a few years ago when you guys are still in college

But you both still roast each other very often

If a guy ever breaks your heart, he's not afraid to throw hands (with the help of Marshall, of course)

When you're feeling gloomy or needed a shoulder to cry on, Ted would be the first person to come to mind. Same thing goes to him.

You never realized after all those years, he actually gives you the best hugs. It's always comforting to you.

The presence of him always seems calming to you. It's like you know he can protect you, and he always will.

When it comes to you, he's never hesitant to apologize first

He's the first person to show up when you're sick

Even though you both used to fight and argue a lot when you were younger, now you both realized how important and how you both love each other so much

Since the only Mosby living in New York are you and Ted, he has become the person you trust most

[filmnoirsbian]

thinking about siblings... have you ever heard the song "My Brother Taught Me How to Swim" by Passion Pit? Very good sibling song

Yes I love it!

[notcoolbutcute]

Teachers when you arrive to the middle school, where your older sibling had beef with almost every teacher and you look almost exactly like them in your age

And you're even more of the gangster then them

[holly-natnicole]

Hazel: "I need to kill myself."

Reyna: *usual stoicism breaking into pieces* "HAZEL!!"

Hazel: "...Oops. I didn't know dat you're nearby. It was only a joke."

Reyna: "Don't make casual suicide jokes."

Hazel: "So I'm allowed to make serious suicide jokes?"

Reyna: "Hazel Levesque!!"

Hazel: *remembers his mum using that exact same tone of voice despite Reyna being only 3 years older than the enbe* *stiffens & ducks her head* "Sorry, Reyna."

Reyna: "We need to find a healthy conversational environment for your day to day life, to encourage a healthy mindset."

Hazel: "...I'm a child of Pluto. Where exactly do ya expect to find someone dat doesn't hate or fear me?"

Reyna: *holds up her sword* "At this Camp."

Hazel: "Please don't."

[8gayguy8]

Does anyone besides me think of these three

as siblings?b

[lonesomeandlonging]

You can only move forward

You start high school. You´re depressed. You have frequently headaches

You start college. You barely remember your high school years. You get your autism late diagnosis. You have migraines

You dropout of college for one semester. You go to doctors. You go back to college. You´re fatigued. You have chronic pain

You apply for changing your course at university. You find a medication that works for you. You jump for the first time in forever. You´re not in pain. You´re not fatigued. You finally feel like you´re your true self. You feel alive again

You look around. Your 7 years younger sister is starting high school. She was a kid just yesterday and now her 15 birthday is in 3 months. Your 10 years younger brother was 6 and now he´s starting middle school. You feel like you didn´t see them growing up. You passed most of your high school years in your bed sleeping. Now your sister is starting high school. How can she be starting high school when she is 7 years younger than you and you were just in high school? It´s been 2 years already since you finished high school. You barely feel any older than when you were 17. You don´t feel any wiser.

You didn´t see your siblings growing up. You were too busy with your bad mental health. You feel bad. You didn´t enjoy your high school years. A small part of you kinda wants to do high school again, this time the right way. You didn´t have the same experiences as your classmates. It´s not fair. You feel like you didn´t have a high school experience. You didn´t even have a teenager experience. It´s not fair

You grief. You grief your teenage years. You grief your high school years. You grief the experiences you never had. You grief not passing more time with your siblings.

You´re feeling better. You can try to make the most of the time you have now. You´re still autistic, there are still experiences you may never have. You can try to make the most of what your abilities allow.

You can´t go back. You can´t have back the wasted years. You can only move forward. You still grief your wasted years. You try to think those years were important in making you the person you are today. You still wish you had a normal adolescence. You still wish you enjoyed all your high school had to give. You still wish you didn´t spend so many time feeling fatigued. You still wish you didn´t spend so many time in phisycal pain. You can only move forward now. You still wish you passed more time with your siblings. You can only move forward now. You wish you spent more time doing your hobbies than in bed napping. You can only move forward now. You don´t even remember when was the last time you touched your viola. You can only move forward now. When was the last time you skated? You can only move forward now. Did you even draw this year? You can only move forward now

You look around. Your sister still admires you. Your brother is proud of you. You feel like you don´t deserve it. You feel like you weren´t a good older sister. They still love you. You have to move forward now. You have to spend more time with them now. You can still watch them growing now, and you will

You lost count of how many doctors appoiments you went this years. You were in pain. You were fatigued. You didn´t went to college the first semester this year. You only went to two classes in college the second semester this year while your peers were having six classes. You´re 21, you still can´t drive. You´re feeling better. You´re not in pain anymore, you´re not fatigued anymore. You´re still autistic. You still need support. You still won´t do everything your peers do. You can only make the most of what you can. You can only move forward

A new year starts soon. You´re gonna start at a new college. You might not take all the classes your peers will take, you might take longer than your peers to graduate. You can only make the most of what your abillities allow

No point in worrying about your lost teenage years. No point in remembering your high school years. No point in thinking about your time in pain. No point in anguishing over the experiences you didn´t have and the things you didn´t do. You can only try to do them now

You can only move forward

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Y/n: *Casually watching a tiktok.*

*That 'why am I so obsessed with Techwear guy'*

Tiktok guy: -Maybe It's because it has so many hidden pockets?

Yelena: Pockets???

Y/n *Looks up*: Hmmm? Oh yeah, have you seen this jacket? It has a lot of cool features. It's water repellent, looks futuristic, has many pockets-

Yelena: POCKETS?!!! *Slams Natasha's credit card.* I'll take 5-

*Extra*

Natasha: WHO THE FUCK USED MY CREDIT CARD?!

[noose-lion]

I miss my siblings.

I miss them so much it hurts. A constant ache in my chest. I sit like a dog at a grave.

Like a part of my soul is withering to nothing with them so far away. No longer just down and across the hall.

I've known them since their birth, beheld them as tiny, helpless infants new to this world.

I cared for them. I fed them. I protected them. I hurt for them. I cried for them.

Nothing in this life is more dear to me then my siblings. Nothing holds light to the two people that I hold closest to my heart.

They are the thing I have lived for.

I would kill and maim and steal and burn and ravage just to see them well.

They are getting so old. They are blossoming into such beautiful young adults. My heart aches with the weight of my unconditional love.

They are perfect.

I miss my siblings.

[avrilsboy]

can a brother's love always be true? can a brother's love supercede? can a brother love you better? will he always love you worse? is the poison in his love ever sweet? are you that missing ingredient? are you why his love's a blade? he doesn't hurt intrinsically -- he only hurts when you're around. you've sharpened him since the day you first breathed and wept. a part of him will kill you. he has your blood -- he owns your blood -- he came first, he spit his blood into your mouth after every lost baby tooth every split lip every bitten tongue in every screaming fit, and you let it happen. you let him steal from you, you let him spit on the floor, he is built on allowances -- can a brother's love always be true? can a brother's love feel like God? is a brother not God in more ways than not? lay your head in his lap like a child, like an altar. he doesn't hurt intrinsically. he only hurts when you're around.

[sillybillybillysilly]

Can't stop thinking about how my mothers baby dolls and my cousins are the closest thing I'll get to an older sibling