#My brother my wound

[covvboytears]

My Brother, My Wound, Natalie Diaz

[pey-up]

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Page two is being doodled :D

Scene from chapter one of My Brother My Wound by @lonelyfreddles (aka Softpaperwings on ao3, go read it!)

[gods-country024]

sometimes i wonder if my brother misses our summers together like i do. if he still sees me as 10 years old and absolved of my wrong doings, as i do him. i wonder if he still wakes up at night wanting to ask me if i want to camp out with him, and if he stops himself from doing so. when it’s the early quiet hours of the morning, and him and i are the only ones awake, i can hear his heartbeat in the next room over. my brother is my built in best friend crafted from the same father. we share blood, but there was a time we shared a life too. i resent myself for letting my ego grow bigger than my love for him. i resent myself for putting conditions on our siblinghood. he is my brother and i love him. my fear of his rejection rings loud in my heart and mind. and still i will not desert him, i will not desert him.

tomorrow is not promised, please hug your loved ones tonight. i cannot run away from something that can’t be stopped.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Look what we've become.

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[insane-in-the-membranee]

I can forgive my father for all his wrongs against me, if only he had treated my mother differently. It is an echo, of what my mother says, "He may not be a good husband, but he is a good father." How do I tell her that one cannot exist without the other? He will never be a good father. He is not good to my mother.

—Reva

[suguruuuuu-chan]

Every fantasy I have of One Piece is actually just increasingly elaborate ways of saving Ace at Marineford btw. Sometimes it’s showing up in the forest and letting the gremlin know he’s loved ugh

[insteviewetrust]

How to watch your brother die by Michael Lassell

[oddly-casual]

I love Jazzy, just as a general rule, but something that caught my eye in the beginning was the little ways Jazz’s brother treats his brother like shit.

Looking at the anime, it makes sense why they censored the women and kept the mess to a minimum for animations sake, but at least he’s clothed and awake. It makes it seem as though Jazz’s older brother is doing it for the soul purpose of being a bastard.

But looking at the manga, he’s asleep. The curtains and couch are torn, the mess is purely clothes, food, and drinks.

His brother isn’t even awake to gloat. The manga gives the impression that Jazz’s brother disregards his space on a regular, to the point where he feels comfortable passing out drunk half naked in his brothers space.

I know it’s not just me, but having a room- that’s supposed to be a safe space- violated repeated by sights and smells you don’t know? This poor kid has no sense of privacy or safety. His family literally runs on the idea that if you get robbed it’s your fault.

[a-non-event]

"Jackie, I know bad things happened to you before you came to me...but you're safe now."

-ending sad bits under the cut-

[jenthebug]

I am procrastinating bedtime because I don’t want to do wound care. 😒

I talked to Twin Bro, and he had good advice; eat lots of protein(can do!) and shower every morning before wound care (😭).

If that’s what I have to do to stay out of the operating room, I’ll do it, but I don’t have to like it.

I went online and ordered wash rags, protein shakes, more jammies (I seriously only have 6 outfits), and a super nice bathrobe so I can take a break between shower and wound care.

I will be diligent and get through this because I have to, and everything will heal up. And that starts with taking my meds and getting ready for bed tonight, including wound care.

[forestgreenlesbian]

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[bigdvmnhero]

crazy how being dick grayson is like [suffering for the sake of being a light unto others] [suffering for the sake of being a light unto others] [suffering for the sake of being a light unto others]. tim, seeing this, is like, Wait, i remember, i too am a lamp! [proceeds to suffer for the sake of being a light unto others] [suffers for the sake of being a light unto others] [suffers for the sake of being a light unto others] dick says, Wait, it's too bright in here. dick says, You'll see the cracks. tim says, I can't stop. tim says, how can i stop? you were the hand that reached inside me, you switched the light on. dick & tim is like [perforated with holes, bleeding light] [bleeding light] [bleeding light] [bleeding light]

[anawrites3]

I couldn't stop thinking about @zeroducks-2's post where they said about Jason and Bruce that "They should be unable to coexist in the same room let alone speak" and idk I got inspired and this came into being

They're after some rough patrol and Dick managed to convince Jason to go with them to manor so he can take care of his injuries.

Dick was in the middle of wrapping Jason's hand when the door opened. Tim looked up from his book and Jason stiffened so slightly that if it weren't for the way Dick was holding his arm he wouldn't even notice it and really, that was all Dick needed to get who was standing at the door. He didn't stop wrapping Jason's hand, didn't even look up and after a few seconds Jason's muscles unclenched.

"Is there something you need, Bruce?" Dick hummed after few seconds when the man still didn't move from his place by the door.

Bruce cleared his throat. "No."

And then he walked inside. Dick's eyes flicked up to watch him as he moved further into the room. Even Tim put his book aside to stare at Bruce with a frown and his lips pressed into a line, as if he wanted to say something but didn't. Bruce didn't seem to notice all the looks he received, or maybe he just simply ignored them because he put a hand on an armrest of a chair and moved as if he wanted to sit down.

"Bruce."

Bruce froze at the tone. "Yes, Dick?"

Dick turned back to his little brother. Jason was looking down, eyes flashing slightly green, at his hand Dick was still holding and that hold was probably the only thing keeping him from storming out of the room and from the manor and running far away from this place.

Dick really couldn't blame him.

"If you don't need anything, then you can leave." He said.

Jason lifted his head sharply to look at him. The green faded from his eyes and Dick curled his lips into a soft smile, before finishing the wrapping and moving to cleaning up other, more minor cuts on Jason's arm.

"What?" Bruce asked, almost as if he was making sure he heard right.

"I said leave." Dick repeated patiently. "You don't need to be here, you said so yourself. We came to this room so we wouldn't have to be around you and yet you followed us here. Maybe you didn't know. I don't care. Leave."

He didn't have to look at Bruce to see the way his eyes narrowed just slightly.

"This is my home." He said and Dick needed a few seconds to breath so he wouldn't snap.

"Yes. It is." He said in a cold voice. "That's why you can choose whatever room you want to sit in. Not this one."

"Dick-"

"I swear to fucking god, Bruce-"

[atanxdoesstuff]

T S U K U Y O M I

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The dog days are over.

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[youngpettyqueen]

I wish Julian and Martok would interact more cause I think they could have the funniest possible dynamic. they spent 5 weeks together in a Jem'Hadar prison I just know they have a friendship that looks fucking INSANE from the outside looking in