#i love these brothers

[ladymoufflet]

I reread beast for a while and wow, how I love this novel!! The Akutagawa brothers will always be my protected here 🥹

And it’s been a while since I’ve updated, sorry!!! I’ve been busy with a lot of things but I’m coming back hehe

[incorrectsakamotodays]

mafuyu: [sneaking into his bedroom through the window] natsuki, flicking on the light and spinning around in the desk chair: you want to tell me where you've been all night? mafuyu: um . . . i was with shin? shin, spinning around in his chair: wanna try again?

[totaleclipse573]

(2 am)

Eclipse: Shadow.... Shadow

Shadow, wakes up: what

Eclipse: do you think I can grow feathers to protect me from the cold? and breathe fire?

Shadow, stares at him angrily

Eclipse:....... okay I'll go ask Terios

😭

The conversation goes on for like an hour (Terios is constantly nodding off in the middle of it and Clippy just shakes him awake, it went on for only an hour mainly because Shadow couldn't sleep with Eclipse being so loud about it and intervened)

[spn-rewatch-ventzone]

SAM HELD ONTO DEANS AMULET?? NO STOP THATS SO SWEET! WHY DID I FORGET THAT?

[fallingyams]

A twisted wonderland fic??? From me???? Shocking. Oddly enough, I haven't written for this fandom even though I adore it, so I guess this is my first. Pardon any odd characterisation and all that.

*Spoilers for twst Book 6: Watchman of the Underworld*

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What it Means to Live

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Having a heart is... less than optimal.

It had been a lot easier back then, before any of this happened.

All he had to do was follow the programming that was built into him. It told him how to act and how to feel and how to best be Ortho Shroud, Idia's little brother.

Before the Island of Woe, there had been no room for questioning. No room for doubt.

No room for the odd bubble of illogical guilt wedged in his chest as he watched his brother work on his latest stroke of technomantic brilliance.

The silhouette of his brother's back teased at memories; memories that were and weren't his superimposed on each other until he couldn't tell where one ended and the next began.

Even with the wealth of databases and manuals and the world's most advanced AI system at his disposal, Ortho felt unequipped to make sense of his newfound emotions.

"Nii-san..." he didn't quite know how to broach the topic at all.

"Hmm? What is it, Ortho?" Sharply looking up, his eyes fell on Ortho sequestered in a corner of the room.

Ortho hadn't even been able to bring himself to fly over where he'd normally be eagerly peeking over his shoulder to watch his brother at work.

"Do you..." his logical systems were surely failing him, unable to find the words that he needed. "Do you ever wish that Ortho had come back instead of me?"

Because while he had been created in Ortho's stead, Idia had always made sure that he was set apart from his real brother.

He may have been given Ortho's memories and mannerisms, but it had never slipped his notice that he'd been programmed to call him "nii-san". A small detail, but surely a difference enough that Idia could always remember that it wasn't the real Ortho before him.

A technomantic humanoid; a mechanical replacement -

One who had accidentally grown a heart and soul.

And surely that stings; knowing that his brother could never return, having failed him again when he lost his chance to bring his brother back, and yet his robotic replacement had somehow gained a sentient soul.

He wonders if Idia resents the fact that Ortho's newfound life had come at the cost of his brother's soul?

"Huh? Whatd'ya mean by that, Ortho?"

They called it a miracle of technomantic engineering that he'd broken free of his programming.

But now, this change to his circuitry; this permanent bug in his system means that he'll never be able to be Idia's Ortho ever again.

He may look like Ortho Shroud, from his voice to his recreated wisps of hair, and he may possess some of Ortho's memories, but he's his own person now.

And he can't help but wonder if it would have been better if he could have had somehow switched places with the real Ortho so that his brother wouldn't have to be stuck with his replacement.

He hears Idia's question, but he has no idea how to articulate any of these thoughts swirling in his mind. (For someone with the most up-to-date language databases in the world, you'd think he'd be more eloquent than this.)

Idia's still looking at him with that puzzled tilt to his head, trying to figure out what he's trying to get at. And then like a plug snapping into a socket, his face lights up with understanding and a heart-wrenchingly soft grin worms its way onto his brother's face.

"Ortho did come back."

It's a smile reserved for the days when it's just the two of them. When they stay up late into the night waiting on a new game release together, when Idia collapses in bed after a week of all-nighters working on a new piece of technology and Ortho crawls in after him, or when they crack their heads trying to write an excuse for why Idia can't return for that family event that would involve him socialising with other big shots in the field of magical research.

It's a smile with soft eyes and sharp teeth that mirror the features on Ortho's face.

He may be built in Ortho's image, but... some of the memories with Idia are his too. His very own.

And when Idia awkwardly shuffles over to pat him on the head, the warmth of his brother's fingers seem to make him forget whatever it was that was plaguing him in the first place.

Maybe it doesn't matter whether he is or isn't Ortho Shroud.

Past or present, he's always been Idia's little brother.

"You came back, Ortho."

And maybe that's good enough.

Thank u for dropping by agsjdhdk I rly have no idea where this came from but I hope you enjoyed it?? I just couldn't help thinking that having non-programmed emotions and newfound sentience would come with the problem of like... learning to make sense of them idk

kthxbye.

[horribluh]

nie brothers dynamic has me feral unhinged actually

[doctorsiren]

More on that AU where Ford takes Stanley with him to Gravity Falls…I realized they’re kind of like the Winchesters if one of the Winchesters was autistic about cryptids

[great-and-small]

Apparently the local university’s undergraduate entomology course sends students to catch insect specimens at the same place I like to go birdwatching, which explains why I saw three enormous frat looking dudes with tiny bug nets and overheard one emphatically say “bro BRO I told you we already have enough lepidopterans”

[blabberoo]

told myself i'd make a short sketches during my break time.. i made a whole ass comic

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[spookberry]

🌲 Oregon Miku 🌲

[maibeloved]

Guess who is back in their gravity falls phase! (After it being dormant for almost a decade!)

[crumplstiltskin]

bros au but they're 12 years apart and jujutsu tech scouted sukuna quite young

[novaneondream]

Anyways what kind of music do you think Eri listens to

[truths33k3r4]

YYYYYYESSSSSSS

I friggin love this series. How quickly it can go from comedic to tense is so impressive, and the bros are just a blast to watch them get into trouble! XD I also adore moments when the brothers become so tender and gentle with each other when one of them is hurt, and this episode is a prime example of that. :) I'm also a huge fan of "Doctor Donnie", so this was a delight to see! ^u^ ... Aaaand NOW we see what happens when the bros go near the ooze.. 0-0 Poor Mikey. :(

Amazing work, @indieyuugure!!! :)

~ Melissa

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[inkskinned]

okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.