#and their parents both in their younger years and as they are now

[hopeless-bi-man]

As a younger sibling, I can see how this is both right and wrong.

My brother has done unforgivable things to me*, and yet I love him with my whole heart.

*he has physically beaten me on 3 separate occasions, and told me it was my fault.

He and I have been through hell and back with our dad. My dad's bipolar, and he hasn't managed his disorder in years. He got his own house only a month or so ago, and before that he was living in the basement of his parents house, where his brother would abuse him (Guess it runs in the family).

I know what it's like to have a loving sibling while going through a rough time. But my brother was having a rough time too. At some point, he started taking it out on me.

Regardless of anything that has happened or will happen between me and my brother, I love him.

Vi made a lot of mistakes. Jinx made a lot of mistakes. But they loved each other.

They didn't turn out as well as my brother and I, but there's something to be said for vi's dedication to jinx. There's something to be said for vi causing a lot of trauma for jinx, too.

Is vi a good older sister? She can be.

Has she significantly hurt jinx? Yup.

Do people learn? Yes, they do.

Regardless, they're here now, and there's nothing to be done but grow and stick by each other.

i do not want to hear SHIT about how "jinx is a better big sibling than vi and vi sucked." jinx is going to be a good older sister because she had a good older sister end of discussion

[tch8mnis]

why?

warnings: cursing, heart breaking angst, weddings, mentions of pregnancy. jude fucked up loool

word count: 1000

the sun beamed down on the beautiful girl in front of him. the long white dressed complimented her brown skin. the mix of different people sat only a few feet away from them, both of their parents in the front with tears in their eyes watching their children continue their love story since 12 years old.  the alter was beautifully decorated. the white peonies really stood out as it matched the flower in her hair. the 2 foot wedding cake stood behind the crowd of people with two mini figures of them standing on the top. jude made sure to get an extra small cheesecake though, because he knew that was her favorite. the birds chirping in the air was the cherry on top for this atmosphere.

so why did he feel this way?

this day was supposed to be the best of his life. tying the knot with his childhood lover was a big moment for him and her. he's been waiting for this day ever since younger him promised that they'd stay together forever back on the playground. today he woke up with a smile on his face, ready to make his lover a wife.

so why?

why did he have this dread behind his brown eyes? why did he suddenly feel this negative aura around him as the wedding officiant began his speech. why did he have the urge to run away? run away from reality. from his family. from the love of his life. 

he should be happy. fucking hell he should be buzzing. he should be over the moon with excitement. he loves her so much.

so fucking much.

then why?

he looked into the eyes of his girl. both their hearts full of lover. she pressed her lips together before opening her mouth to say her vows. he should've been listening. gosh he should've listened to her words. but that aching feeling in his chest made her speech go through one ear and out the other.

the officiant turned to him and indicated he said his vows. so he did. he memorized them for months now. he wrote them down on a piece of paper the day before he proposed as if he knew she would say yes. he guesses his instincts was right then because there they were standing at the alter. he read his vows 3 times everyday leading up to the moment. he put his heart and soul into those words. he didn't realize he was done speaking until he saw the tears roll down her face. those words had warmed her heart tremendously.

so why did it leave a bad taste in his mouth?

the officiant started speaking again but he didn't hear a word. a smile was plastered on his face. but why did it feel so fake? he felt himself start to tear up. but was it tears of happiness or sadness and dread?

gosh he felt so guilty. he was ruining this day for the both of them and he didn't know why. it wasn't on purpose. of course it wasn't. it just happened.

he wanted to stop feeling this way. this day should be filled with happiness for fuck sake. he needs to get his shit together and act right. he can't do this to the person he loves.

so why did he?

why did he feel his heart drop when he saw his lover say those two words. those two words that should've been the easiest words to say in his life but now somehow the hardest.

he felt all eyes on him, anticipating his answer. an insane amount of pressure on his shoulders. he should be saying "i do". he has to say "i do". both his heart and his gut was telling him to say "i do." he needs to say it.

why’d he say the opposite?

why didn't he feel anything when he saw his lover's face drop as her eyes went wide. why didn't he feel anything when she whispered that heartbreaking "what?" with more tears rolling down her face and her shoulders sagging with disappointment and embarrassment? why did he feel nothing when he heard the gasp of the crowd and met the heartbroken eyes of his mom who looked at him with disappointment?

he felt overwhelmed with the amount of eyes on him. so he did what he knew best.

he ran.

he rushed down the pathway covered with flowers and made his way towards the entrance of the ceremony leaving his woman behind with a bleeding heart.

he swore he heard a loud sob come from behind him and his heart broke even more but he convinced himself he didn’t and it was all in his head.

he pulled out his phone and texted his personal driver who arrived in no more than 90 seconds.

he sat himself in the back seat and the car immediately drove off. the driver asked zero questions.

the reality of what he did hit him 20 minutes later, still stuck in the back seat of a car. he was so stupid. so fucking stupid. he wanted to disappear. he felt so ashamed. but he still did it.

his phone made a noise. someone had texted him. he looked down and saw his brother's name. he opened the conversation and his heart dropped. it was one picture. one picture that changed his whole life.

the picture was of inside a box that was wrapped up. there sat an ultrasound picture and a stick that had two red lines on it.

his hands felt sweaty and his eyes went blurry.

that was one of his biggest dreams. to build a family with her. have kids and live in a big house to grow old with each other. that's what he wanted. that's what he always wanted. and he ruined that.

she was pregnant and he had no idea.

she planned to surprise him and he made her worse nightmare come true.

what the fuck had he just done....

and why?

authors note: i GENUINELY don’t know why i wrote this 😭 i was reading a whole lot of jude angst today and this idea suddenly came to my mind?? what’s wrong with me lmao IM SORRY 💔💔💔

request always open!

[arceus-insanity]

Endeavor Deserves No Sympathy!

I don't understand how anyone can think Endeavor was ever a good dad. It also always comes off as incredibly victim blamie, especially towards Touya, and often Shoto too.

He literally only got married and had kids to use them. He never gave a shit about their well being, never even thought about it until he had the one thing he cared about and was still miserable. I've already gone over the math proving he gave up on achieving his dream himself at 21 at the absolute latest. (https://www.tumblr.com/arceus-insanity/763259515356512256/i-liked-endeavors-character-when-he-was?source=share)

And basic math will once again be used to prove just how little this waste of flesh actually tries.

This time the focus is on how quickly he abandoned Touya and immediately went to emotional abuse via neglect & literally replacing him, and once again risking that more children be born with self-destructive quirks.

For context we only see Endeavor doing anything with his kids that's not him literally walking through and ignoring them in two circumstances. Once when Fuyumi's a newborn and Touya is attempting to crawl (not walk) over to her. And training. Those are the only times he tries to spend with any of them, even after he starts his 'atonement'

Now comparing Touya in the scene of them training and himself as a toddler and all the child imagery this series loves to use instead of actually saving imperfect victims, Touya is at least 3 (probably closer to 4) when he's taken to the doctor and they are informed of his condition

Natsuo is 4 and a half years younger than him.

We know for a fact Natsuo (& Shoto) was conceived after they got the news, not willingly either. Pregnancy takes 40 weeks average, so Touya would still be 3 when Natsuo was conceived. So once again it took this 'man' less than a year to give up and have another child he hoped to use as a tool, and was explicitly making to hurt his existing son. And as I have said plenty of times before, risking that the new kids could be born with the same disorder, I hate how convenient it is that Shoto gets near zero negative quirk side effects.

Want to know what we never see, Endeavor doing something else with Touya and Touya demanding training, it's always him walking past/ away from Touya. Considering all of the shit they've pulled to soften Endeavor's abuse both in the manga and even more so in the anime, they wouldn't skip something like this. It's not hard to tell that Touya's 'obsession with training' is really about spending time with his dad, you know like a human child that literally needs love, proven by numerous studies and research in the real world.

He throws all parenting responsibilities onto Rei, adds more children to that load, and when Touya suffers for it (like everyone else) he does nothing, doesn't even hire a nanny

Another are you kidding me take I've seen is that somehow Touya's quirk issues are worse than Midoriya's and Yuga's. Touya managed to train his quirk to produce blue fire at 13 with zero equipment and less than no help, and only lost control of it, because of the mental abuse Endeavor had inflicted on him leading him to a mental breakdown. And/ or the theory I've only seen once of AFO using his ability to force quirk activation (seen with a passed out chapter 90 during his first confrontation with All Might)

Midoriya was breaking his bones all the way into the Shie Hassaikai arc and was only able to fight because Eri and was breaking support equipment in the following arc as well. Yuga had a support belt all the way back in the entrance exam and was still struggling with that.

Speaking of Yuga let's compare parental effort here, because as much as it backfired Yuga's parents tried a whole lot more. For starters they nearly bankrupted themselves to get him a quirk, so he could feel equal. All For One is a mythic man prior to his arrest, and those who knew of him were shown to be serious long-term villain groups, so they had gone to quite a bit of effort to find that he existed to begin with. They also got him support gear (the navel belt thing) as a kid to help him with said quirk, he literally had it in the entrance exam. Endeavor never looked into that, Endeavor is not only rich too but he's a top hero he would have direct access to support equipment companies that would jump at the opportunity and it never even occurred to him.

Endeavor's name is an irony as endeavour means to try hard to do or achieve something. He never tries hard he gives up incredibly quickly the second there's any road block, but instead of moving on he makes everyone suffer for it. He's a toxic pageant mom who'd rather force their child into a toxic world and a role they don't want than work on himself

And what finally makes him change? Getting exactly what he wanted and still being miserable, and he still expects through his actions his family to cater to him.

Not his son getting a major disability due to his actions, no, he decided to double down, mentally abusing and neglecting the son he supposedly loves, raping his wife who didn't want more kids or participate in this abuse, and again risking that Natsuo & later Shoto might have that same issue. Not when his wife breaks down and permanently scars his precious masterpiece, who proceeds to rightfully blame him, and he just thinks of it as a tantrum despite it lasting a fucking decade. Not when his eldest literally dies as the result of his selfishness. Not literally during any part of this entire process!

Dabi is 23 when Endeavor finally starts to 'try' to be better, that means that for at least 24 years he has only been caring about his fucking precious number one spot in a popularity contest that he couldn't even bother to try to be likeable for, this wasn't one bad decision, this was him constantly choosing to be so insanely selfish that he found ways that shouldn't even be possible for over two decades. And it was all him.

[azuritethehermit]

SKizz and Impulse bein a married Couple and also dads?? Towards the younger hermits?? Pretty please <3

Thank you for the ask!! I think this is so wonderfully cute. Skizz and Impulse are not only our dads but also the dads to some of the other hermits. I'd say maybe Gem and Joel. And just a general father figure to the others.

(Writing about the personas and just being silly, not the real people)

Skizz and Impulse, as sickeningly cute as it is, were still annoying about being in love with each other after all these years. They had been married for 10 years now, and they have two lovely adopted children.

It had always sort of upset the two men when they remembered that Gem and Joel weren't their biological kids but it didn't really matter to the kiddos, they just loved their dad's, and that their dad's loved them.

"Daaaddddd," Gem whined out walking into the living room of their house.

"Yes?" Both Skizz and Impulse responded, they laughed lightly at the mix up.

"Joel's being mean." She crossed her arms as Joel followed suite into the room.

He huffed, "its not my fault, she was being a bitch."

"Hey," Impulse said gently, "don't call your sister the B- word, what happened?"

They both started to talk and yell over each other. "The point is, she stole it." Joel finally finished.

THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Gem was screeching in her highest pitch, "HE TOOK MY, AMETHYST."

"What do either of you need with amethyst?" Skizz spoke up.

"Pearl gave it to me." Gem breathed, it made sense now.

"Joel, you have to give it back." Impulse still was soft.

Joel rolled his eyes, "I didn't take it."

"Don't you roll your eyes at your father, young man." Skizz almost laughed at how cliché he sounded.

"I didn't take it, I borrowed it for something I was making." Joel sighed, quietly, "I was going to give it back, but she barged into my room." He pointed his eyes at her.

"Right, that's fine, but you can't take things without asking. You should know this." Impulse smiled at him. "Just apologize and don't take things anymore."

Joel sighed once again, "Fine, sorry for taking your crystals," He breathed out, "it probably won't happen again."

Gem smiled because she had won this time, "Sure thing." She patted him on the shoulder and walked off to her room as happy as could be. Joel then followed in pursuit of his own room, sauntering off.

"Do you think I need to be harder on them?" Impulse turned to his husband.

Skizz gave him a confused look, "Why do you think that?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe we're just setting them up for failure. We have the same conversations constantly." He said the words a little sad.

Skizz shook his head and got up, going to sit next to the solemn man. "That's just the way it is being parents. Kids are strange like that." He pressed a kiss to the others' forehead. He held his hands inside his and leaned his head to rest against Impulses, shoulder comforting him in silence before speaking up once again. "I'd say we're damn good parents."

Impulse laughed at this, laying his head on top of Skizzs' "Yeah, we are," He sighed, smiling. He wrapped his arms around Skizz in a warm embrace. They were now cuddling on the couch in a strange position. Things like this often happened. They were good at keeping each other grounded. "I love you" Impulse yawned, pulling Skizz closer.

"I love you too." He smiled, closing his eyes. This was likely to turn into their daily nap, just as it usually did. As they fell asleep, they remembered how content they were and how domestic of scene this was.

[jessilynallendilla]

DPXDC LOA & COURT OF OWLS FIC REC

TITLE/LINK RATING COMPLETED-WORD-COUNT SERIES

DP FIC REC HOME POST

let me know if the links aren't working and feel free to suggest any

& THE LEAGUE OF ASSASINS 

Ghoulish  M 14,758 SERIES 

Danny meets and grows closer to a stranger named Ra's. He has time to regret it. 

The Grandfather Paradox  M 11,097 SERIES 

Falling through time and space is not what Danny had planned for his day. Being saved by an unknown stranger was definitely up there too, and he definitely hadn't meant to grow attached to a time period he could never stay in. At first it had just been a curiosity. Who would not be curious about a mysterious child from a foreign land wound up suddenly in the desert sand? But interest had turned into fondness, fondness into affection. The boy is his son. In everything but blood. Ra's is not entirely wrong about that. He just missed a generation in between. 

The Lazarus Child  T 3,712 SERIES 

“You told me a child did it.”  “But no ordinary child. A child born in hell.”  What if the child who managed to climb out of the Pit wasn’t who we thought? Instead, it was a black-haired with icy blue eyes child whose face resembles one man we know. Enter Danyal al Ghul. 

Outta Your League  G 1,202 

Maddie wanted to know why a boy that looked just like Talia al Ghul was in Gotham. Damian wanted to know why a random woman felt the need to run from him in terror. Danny just wanted to know what was going on. All-in-all, Danny's campus visit to Gotham U went pretty poorly. 

Two Of A Time  T 

Ra's Al Ghul and Danny Phantom just can't help but keep meeting each other throughout all of time! 

An Heir For You And Me  M SERIES 

Ra's talks Talia into summoning the holder of the Ring of Rage to get a new heir. Talia will do it but she has her own plans. 

Growing Ghosts And Silent Swords  M 

What if Danny managed to sneak up on Talia? She would totally adopt and train him as an assassin right? 

Walking Side By Side  M 

Danny thought he escaped the League and his father's expectations for good when he was 8. To his surprise they came back for him. Recently escaping from the government and his adopted parents alike and trying to avoid both the GIW and the League he gets sucked back in anyways. He has a nephew now though, so thats cool. He's getting out again but at what cost? Is the gain worth it? Danyal Al Ghul-Fenton, the son of Ra's Al Ghul, Talia Al Ghul's younger brother, and the Demon Heir- fell into the Fenton's life at the age of 8 only to get ripped back into his old life ten years later. He manages to get out again with Jason Todd under the assumption he'll assist him in his mission. He assists him a lot more positively instead. The league is still on his back though, after all Ra's still needs an heir. Can Danny escape his family again? 

& THE COURT OF OWLS 

Infiltrate And Annihilate  T 1,998 SERIES 

Danny as Ghost King, unfortunately, has to sneak into the Court of Owls' ranks to tear them down and bring them to justice in one move. He didn't really expect the Bats to be there. 

The Adventures Of Big Talon And Little Talon.  T SERIES 

Jason would like a one Talon please. No, not the Other Talon. He wants the Little Talon. The one with yellow green eyes. The short one. You know the one that chirps. No, he's not turning into his Father, he swears. Little Talon doesn't know what he wants but he knows this new Big Talon is good. 

Remember, Remember(To Think Before You Jump)  NR SERIES 

Danny is a failed clone from the Court of Owls, and was sent away and miraculously(lol) got adopted by the Fentons. But when something with the portal accident knocks the old memories loose, what will Danny do once he discovers Dick Grayson’s secret? And, through connection and memories, the rest of the Bat’s secret identities? 

Dead Man Walking  M 8,384 

None of this was Danny's problem— and he's determined to keep it that way, no matter what the cops, the weird dude in full-on themed body armor, or the secret society of rich people hiding in the sewers of Gotham had to say. If he wasn't getting paid for over time and he wasn't on the clock, then what was he supposed to do about it?? Or: Talons, Talons, everywhere, and nary a living Mortician around to clean them up. 

The Undead People Won't Stop Coming For Me.  T 

Danny didn't predicted this happening at all when he became a mortician in gotham. He was just drinking his daily ectoplasm juice after fixing up two dead bodies between preteens and adults only to see them Stand up, staring at him with glowing amber and green eyes staring at his ectoplasm shot drink like hungry vultures. Sighing as he doesn't get paid enough for this as he offer them some... Only for the next 2 weeks, his mortician is filled with other undead, bring more bodies. Meanwhile, the leader of court of owls and league of assassins are starting to noticed a increasing amount of members disappearing.. 

[traumatogo]

The Bloody Blue Thread

|• Prologue |

When Martin and Chris were only children, they both had a great curiosity about animals that set them apart from their peers.

From a young age, they were captivated by the diverse creatures that inhabited their world. They spent countless hours exploring the small lakes with their mom and dad, observing the behavior of various animals.

They always loved learning about them, studying their habits, and drawing them with the enthusiasm and creativity.

Their sketches were filled with vibrant colors and imaginative details, each one reflecting their fascination with the animal kingdom.

Chris, The younger brother, He found joy in petting the creatures they encountered and often dreamed, With his little mind of his, what it would be like to talk with them.

On the other hand, The older brother, Martin, while equally fascinated, had a curiosity that was less kind to animals. His curiosity sometimes led him down a darker path. Instead of simply observing and appreciating them, he found himself drawn to a desire to hurt them.

He wanted to understand their limits, often pushing boundaries that left his little brother feeling uneasy and a bit scared of him.

While they shared many delightful moments exploring nature together, the tension grew as Martin's curiosity turned into a longing to test his power over the animals. Chris would often cry and tell their mother when Martin was rude to the animals.

But when one day, Chris found his older brother sitting in a park with a dead bird in his hand, his heart sank. The vibrant childlike view of the world in the eyes of a child, usually alive with laughter and bright colors, faded into a blur.

His older brother, Someone he looked up to, Was holding a bleeding, Decapitated bird. Martin's normally bright seaweed blue eyes looked solemn and distant, his expression lost in thought. The young boy felt a wave of nausea wash over him, and tears began to well in his eyes, Running with his little legs to their mother.

Sobbing for their mother, his instinct was to flee from the scene as if running away could somehow erase the image of that fragile creature now lifeless in his brother's grip. Chris never did have the stomach to see dead animals. To him, life represented joy and happiness , and death was foreign and frightening to the child, shrouded in mystery.

He remembered all the times they had chased butterflies in the yard or watched ants march industriously along the sidewalk after Martin got home from school, Playing with racoons despite their parents scolding them, But now knowing his older brother purposefully took the bird's life, It scared him.

As Chris turned to leave, the soft crunch of grass beneath his small feet felt like a weight pressing down on him. He didn't look back, but he could sense the gravity of the moment lingering in the air, Scared, His small bright brown eyes watered over with tears. 

All he wanted was to feel his mother’s comforting embrace, to have her explain what had happened, to somehow make sense of the world that now felt so overwhelming.

At that moment, The young Chris wished with all his might that everything would return to normal, that they would be back home, safely nestled in their routine, the sun shining brightly as if nothing had changed. Martin talking about his day at school, And Chris who would show his big brother the art he drew with mom.

In the depths of his soul, he clung to the hope that one day he would understand, When he was older, like a cool adult, like Mom.

"Chris, Honey, what happened..?"

Linda spoke, Noticing her baby, gently picked up the shaken little 4-year-old, Holding him up as she wiped his tears.

Chris, the poor, shaking boy in his mom's hands, babbled anxiously, his voice barely above a whisper as he tried to explain everything that had transpired.

His small frame trembled, not just from fear, but from the weight of the horror he had witnessed.

He could feel his heart racing, the frantic rhythm echoing in his ears, as he looked up into his mother’s face as he told her, It morphed from concern to horror and then to anger.

All that Chris could remember of that fateful day was their mom grounding Martin, and dragging the boys back home as the sky turned grey. Each step felt heavy as if the world was closing in on them. It wasn't just the scolding that lingered in the air; As their mother sat Martin down at a table, her eyes blazing with concern, Chris, who hid behind the door, could hear everything. 

She wasn't yelling, but the way her voice shook betrayed her frustration, making it even scarier. Her words cut through the air like glass, sharp and precise, He could tell Martin was crying.

And then, just like that, The next day, Martin was gone. It was a normal morning when Linda woke up to wake up Martin for school, Only to find a empty bed where Martin usually slept. The stillness in the house felt unsettling; the quiet was deafening. As she made her way to the dining room, a knot began to form in her stomach.

Thoughts raced in the mother’s mind—Did Martin run away?? Had he walked out after she talked to him, or was he lost somewhere, too ashamed to face them after everything that had happened?

Frantically searching through Martin’s room, Linda noticed his favorite blue striped shirt was missing along with a small backpack that he typically used for school. Panic set in deeper, and she called out for Chris to see if he was gone as well, luckily, finding him in his room playing with his toys. 

The absence of Martin felt like a gaping hole in their lives. Linda quickly called the police, Frustrated that they kept asking questions and not helping her to find her son.

As the sun began to rise higher in the sky, its rays seemed to mock her worry, illuminating the reality of the situation she was struggling to accept.

Martin had run away, and Linda's heart sank further with each passing minute.

The warmth of the setting sun became a bitter reminder of how quickly things could change, how the laughter of yesterday had dissolved into panic and despair.

What if Martin was out there all alone, feeling abandoned, or worse, regretting his choice to leave? 

With each tick of the clock, Linda's determination and fear only grew.

She couldn’t just sit there! . Gathering the 4-year-old Chris tightly in her arms, she whispered to him, Comforting both herself and Chris

“Well find him, I promise"

WELL! That was a silly Prologue, Not that bad, My hands hurt 😔

I really hope you guys like it!

(Sorry if there is any grammatical errors!)

Prologue complete! 💙🪡

[rtnortherlyarchives]

[demons-i-get]

WAIT BIG BRAINED THOUGHT:

Sam does smth stupid hoping Dean won't find out.

Someone rats Sam out to Dean.

Sam gets in trouble and a lecture from Dean (bc Dean is a parent and he is Sam's parent I will not accept criticism on this matter).

Later, Sam makes a group chat consisting of everyone who could have told on him to Dean and just sends this video:

[herawell]

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[allamericanb-tch]

that one scene in gravity falls where stan tells ford mabel and dipper are their younger brothers grandkids. the one scene we see shermie, he is a baby while stan and ford are around 18-19 and we’re just going to say the year is 1970 (or sometime around there). 20 years later (1990) shermie would be 20, and NINE YEARS LATER (1999) dipper and mabel are born. in 2012 (when the show takes place), shermie would be about 40, and he has two 13 year old grandkids ???

[poptartmochi]

hm.. closing thoughts. bennie deserved better 😔

[unnonexistence]

an important writing question to ask yourself is "how much time and effort do i want to put into figuring out what this character's legal documents would look like"

[nexus-nebulae]

Ok so a long while back I had a story with a trio of main characters who each represented a core aspect of the world they were trying to protect: the natural, the technological, and the magical (a human, a sentient AI, and a shapeshifter witch)

and then a few years later I made a sequel to it with a new trio and somehow by complete accident made them represent the same things as the first trio except this time combined with elements of another aspect (a human who finds out he's more magical than he expected (he's a demigod), a shapeshifter being who relies on tech for communication and accessibility (he can only turn into a few things and none of them are very expressive or mobile), and a sentient android that looks so human almost nobody can tell he's not (even his best friends))

and the whole point of the first story was those initial three protecting their world from people who wanted to separate or eliminate one of the three elements (trying to get rid of magic and technology altogether), and the reason why i wrote the second story was to write something a few decades into the future showing the impact those first characters had in bringing those elements together. and i accidentally put the perfect themes into the new main trio

[nutmeg-cider]

how to reconcile a lifetime of everyone building you an identity around being “the smart one” with the fact that you’re turning out to be the dysfunctional disappointment of the family

[unamused-kookaburra]

I wasn't expecting lady bird to get to me as much as it did and now I'm just sitting here like

[odysseys-blood]

ik i always complain abt it but i feel like its so over any time im out with my brother and he looks certifiably like a high schooler his age and i look like he just picked me up from middle school.