#world's worst older brother!!!

[crownedinmarigolds]

She learned it from watching you.

[yaboisnelf]

im so tired. have dickroy sketches cus i havent posted in 2 months. i wont post again ❤️ when i do itll have duke prommy

[rubysparx]

Speaking of actually- hello objectum community.

Who else weird abt their gaming console(s) . I think it’s odd how there’s such a fixation on tech and gaming and I see os/or etc posts abt arcade machines (seconded, for the record!!) but less about gaming consoles. (I’ve also, ofc, seen people infatuated with their gaming pcs and more power to them)

Rb if you’ve got any kinda relationship with ur gaming console. Hell, tell me abt it even!

[detco-hell]

admit it, you love them

[episode 112 - The Seven Mysteries of Teitan Elementary School Case]

[apollos-boyfriend]

Icarus im thinking so hard abt your boy adam the sweet adam do you have anything you want to share about him .? <:3

i have SO much!! that little guy lives in my head so rent-free. so the most recent thing i’ve decided is that he grows up to be an artist, probably more accurately a painter, and that was SOLELY because of this tweet i saw the other day

like. tell me schlatt would not say this. he tries it with both adam and crumb and gets turned down both times, to absolutely no one’s surprise.

additionally!! a little older adam doodle i did in class :D

i’ve been struggling with his older design for AGES now but i think i finally nailed it. i wanted him to be very heavily inspired by anime protagonists so he’s a mixture of every basic anime boy ever created (affectionate). kind of the most guy ever surrounded by the most insane people you’ve ever met <3

[bottomvalerius]

High and struck with a “Damien doesn’t get stolen” AU idea solely to give him a snotty younger sister wAAAAIT

[spikeisawesome456]

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[obsidianstrawberrymilk]

Current fanfiction what if Kyouka's life sucked even earlier

[makkie-is-screaming]

I think I’m just an asshole who hates my brothers for no reason

[rebellionbeach]

Finally own the Tankobon version of A Cruel God Reigns and they are so beautiful 💕

I feel like re-reading the series again

[ndcgalitzine]

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[crownedinmarigolds]

Fangfest 2024 - Day Fourteen - Death Joaquin "Quino" Alvarro Hidalgo-Giovanni is the maker of his own fate. Born into a clan of vampires, a heritage soaked in blood, he has fought tooth and nail against his family the second his father came back from the dead. He could see it, how wrong it was, how he and his baby sister were being used, but it wasn't until she was chosen for the Embrace when he finally did something about it. He slipped to the Tenochtitlan Sabbat the location of the Hidalgo family compound, and during the family get together they were descended upon. But it was too late, Noa Hidalgo was already dead, and Quino was prevented from even gathering her body before the Sabbat decided they weren't keen on playing nice with mortals. After escaping capture, Quino went to America heartbroken and completely alone, but not without fervor. He would use all the information during his ghouled years within the Giovanni clan to fight back against the Supernatural. A bloody and merciless hunter of all things that prey in the night: this shit shouldn't exist. Maybe his father would've died honorably. Maybe his sister would be alive and well. Maybe he could've been normal. Death is a card that represents endings, transformation, change. Joaquin's life is a series of upheavals, but he knows before his own ending, he'll be delivering yours.

[conspirartist]

Goodnight bitches, bros and non-binary hoes. Today I offer more TWST OC’s, because I have no control whatsoever. Meet my second son, my boi, my baby: Lottie! A second-year mechanic who may or may not have failled most of his classes because he only do what he wants.

[beneviolentxx]

brother sent a text to me and my sister like hey i know that [x period of his life] made it difficult to talk to me but just know now that i’m here for you. and it’s just like. 

my family is very... pragmatic, i guess. my brother told me when my mom and i was younger that it didn’t really matter if we loved him or not, he didn’t need it. my dad’s love has always been on the verge of conditional, where it’s kind of obvious he’s not... really a father. i don’t know why he even had kids honestly except my mom.

and my sister and mom. like, they’re normal i guess. they got mental health issues that my brother kinda has too but it’s the sort that. i like to think i don’t have, though i know i do, but. i like to think i don’t. 

for me it’s like. i don’t know. i'm the youngest and i feel like the best years of my collective family’s life was when i was a little baby. but when i got old enough to really remember things, that’s when there were problems. and i mean for me there was problems from the Get Go. so it’s like. i don’t know.

sorry for dumping this all here but it’s like. i’m just trying to sort through these weird feelings of like. i feel like now my family has kind of grown up and its like okay we don’t really need each other anymore. but i’m still a kid. i mean yes i’m 17 but i just. i don’t know.

maybe i just don’t like being the only kid in the house. maybe that’s why it’s so hard. 

[luveline]

hotch's sister x spencer where hotch notices she's wearing spencer's clothes?

—You and Spencer get one another in trouble with your older brother. fem!reader, 1k

Your brother, though you’re adopted, has passed down onto you many things. Mostly his frown, but more embarrassingly his high-pitched giggle when something is startlingly funny. 

You laugh like a hyena at something Spencer’s said. He tries to grab you before you walk straight into his desk corner, but he’s too slow. You whack your hip and laugh again, this time in pain, bending over to grab at your wound in defeat. 

“Oh my god,” he says, trying not to laugh loudly, his efforts turning his own laugh into a giggle like yours as he bends down to see you, “are you okay?” He laughs so much he can barely ask. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine,” you squeeze between a laugh, letting him pull you into a standing position. 

“What is it?” he asks, grabbing your hip, which worsens your laughter all over again. “What?” 

“You’re super handsy, Dr. Reid.” 

A sharp clearing of the throat echoes. You tense up, begging Spencer mentally not to give you away, but his hand practically flies back into his chest like you’ve burned him. 

You turn to the office. “Hi, Aaron.” 

Aaron Hotchner stands at the balcony overlooking the bullpen where you and Spencer stand. “Honey. Just give me two minutes and I’ll come down, okay?” 

You give a big smile. “Yes, sir.” 

His eyes move to Spencer. You watch Aaron decide to leave it alone and can’t help laughing for the hundredth time today as your brother turns around to head back into his office.

“He’s ridiculous.” 

“He’s gonna fire me,” Spencer says, though he doesn’t sound serious. 

“And then you can come work with me.” 

Spencer doesn’t want to work at your new job, that much is clear from his expression, but he has enough social wits to realise you’re flirting. “That wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world,” he says.

Spencer leans back against his desk, hair curled just under his ears, his hand reaching for you though he doesn’t touch. You sit down in his seat, the backs of your thighs sticking to warm leather. You aren’t working today, hence your social visit, and Spencer had distracted you on the way to Aaron’s office (through no fault of his own, you’d just wanted to see him again) with a shy wave. Like you hadn’t spent yesterday night together walking through fountains. 

You didn’t mean to fall in. Spencer helped you up onto the round basin of the fountain and you’d held hands, walking in circles so he’d have an excuse to keep rubbing your knuckles with his thumb. Seconds turned to minutes, the conversation unhurried, and one wrong move had you slipping. You fell calf deep into cold water, but his laughter had been worth it. 

“What are you thinking about?” he asks. 

You cross one leg over the other, your jean leg riding up your shin. “I’m thinking about what Aaron’s gonna buy me for lunch.” 

“What do you want?”

“I have no idea. It’s so hot out I barely wanna eat.” 

“Well, too bad, you have to.” He picks up a file from his outgoings and fans it at you nicely. When he talks again, his voice is lowered. “I was thinking, if you’re not busy, they have a movie playing in a couple of days at the independent, I think it’s in Portuguese, and I really think you’d like it.” 

“Yeah?” you ask, lavishing in the cold kiss of his manufactured breeze and the idea of another date. 

“About a little girl that turns into a star. They have popcorn bigger than anywhere else I’ve seen, too. Enough for three people in one bucket.” 

You try not to act too shy. “Well, hopefully it’s just me and you.” 

Spencer smiles at you between waves of his fan. “Is your hip okay?” he asks. 

“Spencer.” 

“Are you ready?” Aaron asks. 

You spin in Spencer’s chair toward your brother, shocked he’s there. He’s been funny since you and Spencer met, never controlling or cruel, yet clearly having a tough time coming to grips with the connection you’ve formed with his smartest employee. 

When you told him Spencer had given you his number, his eye twitched ever so slightly, and he excused himself for a glass of water. You’re not sure what is about the situation that irks him: he loves you, he loves Spencer in his way, he’d do anything for both of you, except acknowledge your burgeoning relationship. 

You nod but don’t stand. Your hip aches weirdly and the sitting is nice. Plus, it’s a sisterly duty to wind up her brother, even if you love him more than anybody on planet earth. 

“Spencer was just telling me about your accident in Scottsdale.” 

“He was,” Hotch says. He looks at you, and his eyes follow down the line of your leg to your shoes, where they stay. 

You glance down. 

“I’m trying something new,” you say, sitting up quickly. Scottsdale doesn’t seem so funny. 

“I can see that.” 

You’re wearing Spencer’s socks, odd ones sticking up past his borrowed converse. “It’s summer,” you say, standing up. 

“Mm.” He gestures for you to stand in front of him, his hand on your shoulder kind but firm as he steers you away. “And the odd socks, that’s a conscious choice?” 

“Don’t be mean.” 

“I’m not.” 

You glance back at Spencer and grin at him as you’re shepherded away. Hopefully he’ll call you later, but for now he looks like he’d like to dig himself a shallow grave.

“We went for a walk last night and I ruined my shoes,” you explain, turning your gaze to Aaron and his reluctant smile. “They were still wet this morning.” 

“What about those loafers I got you for your birthday?” he asks. 

“Well, I didn’t have them with me.” 

Aaron nods. There’s a certain impassiveness to his expression that you’re familiar with, even if it signifies disappointment. That you’re not so used to. 

“I thought you liked Spencer?” you ask. 

“I do. But I love you, and he’s…” 

“He’s what?” 

“At risk.” 

“You’ll just have to keep him safe for me,” you say, smiling at him breezily. 

Aaron seems to agree silently. You’re almost to the elevators when he says, “Please, wear your own socks. I know you know how to do your laundry, I’m the one who taught you how to do it.” 

[theconstantsidekick]

klaus got sober, finally got sober but was made a germaphobe. he was ridiculed for finally having his shit together but having weird coping mechanisms for it. then he was made to spiral again and then killed off. he got his life on track, was an exceptional uncle/second parent to his niece and then they made him sell his body for drugs and inevitably killed him off as a junkie.

luther, who was the leader, who was smart enough to be an astronaut could amount to nothing without his powers except from being a stripper. he had absolutely nothing and no one, even sloan was ripped away from him and then he, too was killed off. lonely and unaccomplished.

ben was brought back, finally alive, granted not the same ben but he wore the same face and he had a family who could annoy him into shape but he stayed a dick, became a apocalyptic monster and credited for the destruction of all the branching timelines, and died as a monster that he was so afraid of becoming.

alison got her happy life but couldn’t sustain it. her husband left her but at least she got to have claire and for that i can give credit but she remained codependent on klaus to be her passion project that made her feel better. she never learnt why that was not healthy and then died without her daughter.

diego had this beautiful life, a family that called him their own, three kids and wife who called him darling, and love and then he was made to fuck it all up because of some obsession with the CIA, in service of a romance between his wife and brother because the creator thought an old man needed some romance. he wasn’t even shown saying goodbye to his kids.

lila left behind her assassin ways, she stopped being batshit crazy and ultra suspicious to settle down with a man she genuinely and wholeheartedly loved and trusted, only to throw it all away because his younger (and yet much older) brother found her a timeline with strawberries. she was made to give up her kids, her family, her happy fucking life when all she ever wanted was to not be alone.

viktor got dealt the worst hand, always. he was abused vehemently by his father and ignored and relegated due to no fault of his own. he was made to feel ugly and broken and small but then he realised that his family loved him even if his father didn’t. he got a chance at being normal and he took it, only for it to be stripped away from him so that he could sacrifice his life for a world that was never kind to him. he was made to reconcile with his abusive father and then promptly erased out of existence.

five. my dearest boy, young man, old fool, five. he survived an apocalypse after another. fought tooth and nail to keep his family alive and well and dedicated his entire life to make sure of it. only for all his efforts to be made futile and his snark to be mellowed. he made it his life mission to keep the world safe and his family safe only for all that to be stripped away from his character and made into a lovesick fool who abandoned them during the final battle to mope about his brother’s wife not liking him back.

there were so many character assassinations this season, GoT writers would be proud of dear old steve.