#bigsisters

[measimmer]

can't wait to start playing with them 🫶🏼🫶🏼

[ggartanddrawing]

so I have some bioshock artwork, I know that there are fans out there I have yet to find them, but that is ok. I create for the things I like and don't care if other people like it as well

[beans-in-your-socks]

FUCK YEAH TORI!!!!

HE IS A PATHETIC LITTLE MAN

[3lix13]

More development from the end of April (for my original characters). Working to get the big sister more youthful & the housecat more of a plumpy furball (like OG Garfield)...

[princetoby10]

Me consuming my big sister’s leftovers after she left them unattended (she will beat me up the moment she realises it was me)

[bigsisterunlimited]

[kirinawrites]

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆

Pairing: Tuk X BigSister!Reader SullyFamily X OldestDaughter!Reader (Reader is Neteyam's twin, but it's not mentioned.)

Synopsis: Tuk is having a hard time, but her big sister is there to try and help. Warnings: Sweetness, character death, descriptions of a dead body, comfort/angst, spoilers for ATWOW.

"The monster's gone,

he's on the run,

and your sister's here,

beautiful, beautiful,

beautiful, girl."

Awa’altu is a beautiful place. It’s hard not to fall in love with the scenery that surrounded you, but it’s also hard to forget about the even more beautiful and familiar scenery of your former forest home. Everyone seemed to feel it too. The sadness and tugging of heartstrings that came forth when the thought of your old home came to surface. 

But, this is where you live now, and as hard as it is to try and see it as home, you had too. You and your siblings.

Obviously for some of you it was easier than others. Lo’ak had never felt truly at home in the forest, you could tell, call it big sister intuition. But in the ocean he seemed to thrive -having Tsireya there to help was definitely some motivation-. Neteyam acted like he was fine and adjusting perfectly, just as your father wanted, but on the inside he was angry. At the sky people, the fake na’vi who had driven them from their home, and even their father, who wouldn’t give him a break. Kiri missed the forest. Her mother’s body was there. But the beauty of the ocean and Eywa drew her in and she warmed up. 

Now Tuk. Little Tuk who didn’t really know where to place her emotions, was having a hard time. She had friends in the forest, her grandmother, connections and deep roots with the people and even the nature there in general. She had shown how upset she was in the beginning, but Jake had convinced her that she would get used to the change, and even Neytiri soon followed in telling her that she would adapt over time. 

She tried, she really did. And at times it would work. She would get absorbed in everything about the Metkayina, but then it would sink in again. The thoughts of how much she missed her home. 

You noticed, you seemed to notice everything about your siblings. Tuk was hurting, and you wanted to help. 

After dinner, you told your mother you wanted to take Tuk out to look for glowing shells by the reef you could only see after the eclipse. Tuk grinned, and begged Neytiri to agree. She did, and told the both of you to be back in an hour. 

“Tuk look!” You said happily, holding up a glowing shell the size of your palm. Its swirls and lines were the colors of the night sky. Tuk quickly moved towards you. The water you were both in only reached under her knee, enough for you to sit in the water and have it reach your waist. 

 “It’s pretty!” She nodded, a smile on her lips as she took the shell from your hands to look at it. You smiled softly at her, taking in all of her little features.

“Tuk…” You said gently, taking her hands into both of yours and holding them tightly. She looked at you, bright green eyes illuminated by the light coming from the water. “I… I know you don’t exactly feel like this is home yet.” The smile that was on her lips slowly started to fade, and she averted her gaze down to the water, away from her big sister’s eyes. “Hey,” You said, one of your hands leaving her to go under her chin and make her look at you. “It’s okay. It’s okay to not like it here completely yet, or to even like it at all. You don’t have to feel bad for not being as happy as mom and dad want you to be.” Tuk’s ears began to flatten and her bottom lip wobbled as tears started to build in her eyes. “I miss home.” She said, her voice cracking and turning into a small sob. She could finally admit it. That this didn’t feel like home. You let out a breath and pulled her towards you into a hug. The shell you both had been holding fell into the water. 

She sobbed into your shoulder. Letting out all the emotions that she had been bottling up. Finally. You held her tightly, rubbing her hair and her back to try and help, shushing her gently. “It’s okay, everything’s okay.” 

“I’m right here, everyone’s right here. We don’t have our old home anymore, but you still have all of us. Neteyam, Kiri, Lo’ak, Dad, Mom, and me. Even the friends we’ve made here like Tsireya. We’re all right here for you.” Tuk brought in a rugged breath. “I miss the forest, Grandma, and my friends. I-I miss everything.” The little na’vi admitted. Her heart clenching. You nodded, and pulled her away from you so you could cup her cheeks. “I know tuk-tuk, me too.” You gave her a small smile. “And I know grandma misses you just as much as we all miss her. We’ll see her again, I know it.” You moved some braids from her forehead and kissed it. “She would be so proud of how well you’ve learned the Metkayina ways.” You sighed, calming down your own tears that had started to build. 

Tuk looked at you with her big eyes. She had always looked up to you, since the first days she could remember her big sister had been like a hero to her. She was kind, always knowing the right words to say. Funny, helping her pull pranks on her big brothers and even Spider like a mastermind. And strong, always there to defend her and keep her safe. She knew she could always trust her big sister to be there. “I’ll always be here for you little Tuk, you know that right?” You asked, rubbing the stray years off of her cheeks. She nodded, and sniffled before throwing herself into you again for another hug. 

“Thank you.” She mumbled, voice muffled by your shoulder. “I miss home.” She admitted, moving her head slightly “but… I want to learn to like this place as much as home. Not for mom or dad… but for me.” 

You smiled, and nodded knowing she could feel it. “I’m glad to hear that, and I'll be here to help you the entire time. I promise.” You kissed her hair. “I love you little Tuk.” 

You could feel her smile. “I love you too… Stinky.” She giggled as she said the nickname she had come up for you years ago. Your mouth fell open dramatically as you pulled her away from you to look at her. “Me? Stinky? Oh Tuk- have you smelled yourself lately?” you grabbed her arm, and lifted it above her head to sniff at her under-arm. You scrunched your nose and pull away, letting out a loud gag. Tuk giggled, and tried to wrestle herself away from you. “When is the last time you bathed?!” you asked, pulling her back into making her fall onto your lap, slashing the water around you. You tickled her sides, eliciting loud giggles from the small girl. “Stop! Stop please!” She laughed. You laughed with her and finally stopped your assault. You sighed and held her close. “You know I love you right?” You asked. She nodded, a genuine smile now on her lips. “Mhm, I love you too.” You smiled, and started to pepper obnoxious kisses around her face. “Good, now come one. I think it’s time to put you to bed.”

“But it’s not that late!” “Either bed, or a bath.” “...Bed.” |

It was over. Finally. After being captured and held captive and even almost drowning it was over. Tuk breathed heavily under her mother’s arm as her eyes scanned over her siblings. Neteyam, Lo’ak and Kiri. “Where is Y/N?” She asked suddenly, looking around frantically. Jake, Neteyam and Lo’ak all shared looks, while Neytiri closed her eyes tightly. |

Tuk’s eyes burned like someone had held a flame to them. You were supposed to be holding her. Giving her kisses on her forehead and telling her how everything was okay now. She wasn’t supposed to be holding you. Brushing the hair off of your sticky forehead as no breath escaped your mouth. Your eyes were open when the Sully’s had first gone back to the rock where you lay and Tsireya guarded you. Neytiri had been the first to run to you and hold you, gently closing your eyes. But Tuk saw them before she did. Wide, and lifeless.  Nothing was there to cover the hole in your chest. And neither was there anything to cover the holes in everyone’s hearts. Especially Tuk’s.

She held your hand against her cheek, where you would have it if you could. She didn’t hold back the tears that left her eyes and sobs that left her lips.

You are her big sister, her protector. And now you would do everything you could to protect her by Eywa’s side.

[believeingrowth]

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[christine-rose96]

Happy Birthday to my babyboy ☀️🐻Gabriel Madrigal🐻☀️ I imagine he‘s very close with his big sister Marisol💕 (like me and my Sister are💝) #encanto #encantooc #encantoocxcanon #encantoau #encantosiblings #siblings #bigsister #babybrother #encantocamilo #camilofanart #camiloxoc #madrigal #happybirthday #spendingtimetogether #relationships #encantonextgenerationoc #nextgeneration #nursery #myart #myartwork #myartstyle #digitalart (hier: 𝐸𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp6EvV3jpV9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[miacutiepatootie]

no one talks about what it is to be an older sister. my sister is the bane of my existence and she reflects all of the worst traits i see in myself.

she is also the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen and watching her get older is the hardest thing ive had to do.

i don’t understand how’s she’s already 11. i knew her before she was even born and now she’s wearing makeup and being rude and doing everything it is to be a preteen. i hate it and i hate how she is sometimes but i love her more than i could ever love anything more in the entire world.

[coy444]

being the youngest sibling is like. i haven't known a life without you, and i never will. you will always be part of my life. mom knew not to make the same mistakes to me, what she did raising you. and that doesn't mean she didn't make mistakes, she just didn't make those specific mistakes. and you will never get to knew how i felt childhood. and i wont ever get to feel yours.

i remember you as an angry teen, not wanting to play with me, and yelling at mom. i ran behind her legs. you looked at me with nothing in your eyes, before running up to your room to cry by yourself.

i remember myself standing behind your door, begging you to come out to draw with me, or braid each other's hair. and i still remember when i realized you aren't busy, you just don't want to anymore.

i remember you as a teen, smelling like a cheap cologne and cigarettes. you always wore black and everything that had staples on them. you had so much eyeliner i thought you must have been trying to drown in it.

but i also remember you as the bravest humanbeing i had ever seen. you went to ask our neighbours our football back, when i kicked it over the fence. and you had so many school deadlines. and you sang in front of the whole school. wow, you were brave, i remember thinking.

and i remember you as a funniest person on earth. always trying to lift me when i was feeling down. and always cracking jokes, even though you would have been the only one laughing at them. you dried my tears with your shirt, and secretly gave me one of your candy, without moms permissions. it was peach flavored. i still remember how it tasted.

i remember you as my childhoods safeperson. you protected me when no one else was able to.

and a few years later, when everything was crumbling down, and i started to experience the same emotions you covered with the eyeliner – instead of giving me an eyeliner, you asked me how i was doing and took me out to eat at mcdonald's. again, without mom's permission.

and when a boy broke my heart for the first time ever, you were the one i called knowing i didn't have to know what to say, you'd know. you answered and you knew. you came to pick me up, we went to a drive, and you played me the same songs you listened to back then, with your broken teenage heart.

and the time when i baked, and tried to make a new cookie recipe for 3 hours straight, only for them to come out horrible — you tasted them, and just bursted out laughing. we laughed together even though i felt like i could throw the cookies out of the window, out of frustration. but you were the only one whose laugh i didn't take personally, and could just join.

and when i went to my first houseparty, secretly from mom, and you texted me: " stay safe, and hit me up if you want for me to pick you up in case something happens or you drink too much. or if you lose your friends. love you have fun". i didn't get too drunk and stayed with my friends, but i thought about you through the night, knowing i was safe even though if something would happen. mom never got to know, but you did. you always got, and will get to know more than mom.

and at all of those tiny moments, we were girls together. and you were there . it was what mattered.

i will always remember you as the teen who messed with my hair when walking by and the one who i've had my greatest laughs with. i look up to you even when i'm 67, and still baking you cookies.

you have done so much for me, and i'm so incredible sorry, for you not having a person like you are now, when you were a kid.

i love you, and i still wanna steal your clothes and eat your leftovers from the fridge and i wont ever stop wanting to. those are my duties as a little sister. you are still my biggest enemy but at the same time my lifes most important person. and still, in my eyes the coolest.

[3lix13]

Another session of explorations for my original characters from back in May (developing now as a comic strip). Working to hone in on & resolve some design details such as lip shape & the handling of the hair...

[ksmitphotography]

Baby Anderson's Baby Shower -2024

[mswoodscommaelle]

[28/01] aniversário da minha unnie, mas ela sequer me dá atenção >:[

어쨌든 당신을 사랑합니다

[frost-wolf-26]

Shy Little Swan - Bella'z True Colours Preview (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1404621320-shy-little-swan-bella%27z-true-colours-preview?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=blackkat26&wp_originator=4LtGsNRIkuweqRIct%2Bq5Ih%2F2haS1u%2BnRlSKmRGsNNbwwEbinESymJqGR0ZkBjkaffhI4lVO%2BShjhmbY8jrJfB3Q1LmGA5GP8tnsQn8UWNsWa0KPPD2CK2yf6WVuHf9oV What if Bella had a little half-brother? What if he was special? Rylie Swans story. BxB Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS EXCEPT MY MALE O.C.! ALL COPY RIGHTS GO TO Stephenie Meyer's. I'm not trying to copy from others. I just take ideas. lolz So sorry if it looks like I'm stealing. I'm not I swear! Plz be kind. It's my first attempt to a FF. ^,^ Help would be amazing.