#rbother

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Basically my favorite idea ever is instead of the listeners being separate people. It's all connected somehow. Not like all of them just a few and like the dynamic between some of them are different.

Let me explain a few ideas (this might be long cause I'm gonna ramble)

So I'm gonna start at the part where the bittersweet trio so up at their old house where Jesse is. So they get in and see Jesse. Then Charlie shows up. And Sugarboo stands up and is like "Is that you Goldie?" (Their childhood nickname for Charlie like how his is Casper for them.) And I like the idea of them fussing over Charlie getting involved in a whole bunch of shit.

Anyways so basically growing up, Charlie and sugarboo/Casper were friends and all that. Then they moved away. So ya that's a thing. But another we gotta talk about is Boo's family.

So my headcannon is that Boo is Faust sibling. (Younger, older, twin doesn't matter.) And so they lived in a nice house with Faust, and their parents but their mother died. Then their father met Aurons mom and they move in and after awhile they need more space and stuff so they move away, leaving Charlie behind. And then we know that their dad is kinda shit and eventually dies and Auron gets the company and we'll say that after he died they moved to the house they live in now (aka Al's childhood home.) Then they meet Al and so on so on.

Anyways that's just a nice idea that I like to think about and it's not perfect but it's just a fun idea that I wanted to share :3

Wow that would actually be very intriguing if the listener was connected with all the yv boys!

[princess--bongwater]

Ensemble stars is a joke of a franchise what do you mean they're adding a new member to a preexisting unit that has a 10 years old fanbase . GET A JOB. STAY AWAY FROM HER

[placeapuppyinmyhair]

IM CRYING SO LOUD HELP

[a-cat-in-toffee]

Scientist is just what do you mean :D? I'm happy like this, I can do all of my research and all I have to do is make sure it doesn't interfere with Mr Bell's work

if left alone with eachother smokescreen would fully try to murde scientist. he frowns and walks away and starts talking to smoke stupid fucking aus is this how civ feels all of the time what the fuck this is so fucked up

[bakedbakerboy]

i hate how little things can j ruin my day

i was having a productive morning and one issue and now im back in bed :/

[hearts401]

This request was a violent attack on my family so clearly i had to do it immediately

Must Have Been a Fever Dream

Evan gets sick and Michael has to take care of him. (1,177 words)

Being sick in the Afton house was an experience. The first tradition was always being isolated. Of course, the whole house would be sick eventually, even their father, but they liked to pretend that wouldn’t happen. The second? Someone had the unlucky job of helping whoever was sick.

Their father didn’t care about them, but he didn’t want to listen to them either. Or for them to die. So he’d assign them a partner for the length of their sickness, just until either they got better or the partner got sick and needed to be replaced.

Michael was infamous in the house for his shitty immune system, so he always got snippy when he was assigned sick-sibling duty. Unfortunately for him, he was the oldest. And also Father’s least favorite.

Neither brothers were happy with this arrangement. Especially not Evan, who was in bed with a fever of about 105 degrees and honestly felt like his head was splitting. He didn’t want Michael to do it. At least Liz pitied him. Michael just sees him as a nuisance.

The first thing Michael decided to do was shove his hand onto Evan’s forehead. He looked unamused and annoyed, but he did raise his eyebrows a bit at Evan’s temperature, “Geez, dude.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair. A habit he’d picked up from their father, Evan noted silently.

Frankly, he didn’t want to talk to Michael. His head hurt but it was also spinning and he just didn’t feel well. He wanted to lie down. And on top of all that, his nose was stuffy. There’s nothing more uncomfortable than a stuffy nose paired with a headache and being lightheaded. He might as well have been dying.

He was jolted back to the real world by Michael grabbing his shoulder. “Dude, stand up straight,” He hissed, “You look like you’re about to fall over.”

I probably am, Evan thought. He righted himself on Michael’s arm, ignoring his scoff, and finally got a chance to walk away from him and sit in bed. Michael tilted his head, “So, do you need anything?”

“Painkillers?” Evan suggested. God, his head hurt. He felt awful. He probably looked awful too. Ugh.

Michael stifled a laugh, “Sure thing, sure thing.”

Evan didn’t like his tone, but whatever. By the time Michael came back anyways, Evan was already asleep.

Michael hated a lot of things, but few came as close to the top as taking care of his siblings. And, sure, he was the oldest, but why should he have to take care of Evan? Wasn’t that his dad’s job, anyhow? Not that arguing would help at all. His father never listened to him.

When he came back up with the painkillers (and a glass of water he got, since he knew Evan couldn’t swallow them dry and would always get upset when told to try), Evan was asleep.

Well, that was to be expected, he’d been swaying on his feet when Michael checked his temperature. He found himself feeling a tiny bit bad. Being sick sucked, Michael knew better than anyone. Which is why he did not want to go near him right now. He would get sick immediately and the rest of his week would be ruined. If that happened, he was sure he’d make sure Evan was bedridden with him, one way or another.

He chuckled at the thought. As if he’d be brave enough to actually injure Evan, his father would kill him.

He was unbothered by Evan for the next hour until he heard him upstairs again. He considered ignoring it, but again, his father was a bitch and if he held off on his “duties” at all, he’d be burned at the stake.

He decided it was time to be a good brother, so he leaned back over the couch and yelled, “Morning, idiot.”

“It’s not the morning,” Evan replied.

“No shit Sherlock, you want a medal?”

Evan didn’t respond, so Michael went back to watching TV. 

The silence drew out, until he heard a quiet thunk and a small yelp, and he begrudgingly paused the TV to listen.

Nothing.

“Evan?” He called up the stairs, “You good?”

Nothing.

Well shit. 

Michael groaned, because of course this happens. Whatever this is. He headed upstairs and found Evan sitting down, leaning on the wall, staring at his hands.

Michael crouched down in front of him, snapping in front of his eyes, “Hey, bud, what’s up?”

“My head hurts,” Evan murmured, rubbing his forehead, “I was just standing and then… I don’t know what’s going on, I'm so tired…”

Michael frowned, putting his hand on Evan’s forehead. He was still as warm as before, and tried to push Michael’s hand away.

Michael swatted him and he stopped, letting his hands rest in his lap.

“Have you had anything to drink? Why were you up?” Michael asked him. It was easy to be dehydrated when you’re in bed all day.

“I wanted to eat something, but I couldn’t yell,” Evan said, “I was coming down to ask you.”

Michael sighed, “You didn’t answer my question. I left water by your bed, did you drink any of that?”

Evan shrunk back, looking away, “I didn’t see it…” he muttered.

Michael stood up, “That’s stupid, you should be more aware of your surroundings, idiot.”

“Stop calling me that,” Evan whined, “I’m sorry, I’m tired and my head hurts…”

Michael bit back another snappy retort, instead just standing up and grabbing Evan’s arm harshly, trying to pull him to his feet.

That proved to be incredibly difficult, (especially when Evan yelped and tried to pull away) so, with a loud groan, he scooped him up. Of course, Evan immediately panicked and clung to Michael with a yelp, which made the whole process much less smooth than it could have been, but Michael managed to not drop him.

He brought Evan back to bed, handed him the water, and turned to leave, interrupted by Evan sitting back up.

“...Do you have to leave me alone all day?” Evan said quietly.

“I don’t want you to bother me,” Michael replied.

Evan looked at his lap, going silent.

Michael mulled it over in his head. It’s so. Ugh. He paused at the door. Why did he have to ask him like that? It made him feel like a dick for ignoring him. He glanced back at Evan, then back at the door, then groaned, “You know what, fine! I’ll stay here, but you better not bother me.”

“Are you gonna bring your laptop?” Evan asked.

“Duh,”

Evan smiled at him. He found he could just smack that stupid smug look off his face, but he didn’t, for whatever reason. He just rolled his eyes.

Somehow he ended up sitting on bed beside Evan, watching a show he’d found the other night. Evan was half-watching and half-asleep, but Michael didn’t care. As long as he was quiet.

Just before Michael fell asleep himself, he cleared his throat, which was itchy.

Joy, tomorrow it’d be Liz’s turn.

Guys give me things to write I want to write some small things pls

[hearty-an0n]

insatiable urge to build and unbuild a lego set

[iamcassian]

CHAT I'M JUMPING THERE IS NO WAY MY SISTER'S LITTLE RBOTHER HAS RATIO, LUKA, AND SAMPO AND QUIT THE GAME.

I'M JUMPING. THIS IS IT. HE DOESN'T EVEN USE THEM.

[blufox234isadumbname]

creechur

(the minimes are based on fruits and mostly animals for now, in my hard of hearts you store them like tomogatchis, scooby is banana shark, kitkat is an aplin insp kiwi in an apple shell, slime rbothers are rotten apple bunny slimes (based on thsoe form slime randcher)

[noxiatoxia]

trying to find kaoru fics, and read the funniest sentence ive ever seen

MY RBOTHER IN CHRIST YOU MUST DM ME THIS RIGHT NOW THIS IS THE FUNNIEST LINE I AHVE EVER READ THIS AUTHOR IS A GENIIUS

[your-average-gothamite]

@scarecrowspawn Chirstels rbother is really starting to get under my skin. would you like to join me in putting liquid fear into his pipes?

@arkhampsychologist and @christelgothamite are welcome to come too

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

HOLY SHIT HOW DID FAUST REACT TO ALL OF THIS??? LIKE YEAH MY STEP RBOTHER KILLED MY DAD... AAAHHHH

Wait I want lore on Faust now holy shit it's all connected-

[welleducatedinfant]

BROTHERS IN EVIL BROTHERS IN EVIL RBOTHERS IN EVIL GOING TO SEE ANTHONY GREEN AND HISHUSBANDSS IN THE FLESH

FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAH THIS ROADTRIP IS FUCKING LIKE 8YEARS IN THE MAKING I AM GIGGLING HYSTERICALLY

[silverfishes]

Hell to the yes… please.., i want to marry him..

@devastatingdr4k3

Heh. Sorry rbother

Doing one of these but with my mutuals after seeing this image on my dash today!!

..Y'know he may be the god of war but.. I'm not mad. No, no not at all. :)

@xxgalacticambitionsxx @hatbox-apologist @ghostingyourass79 @kittieshauntedourfantasy @emerald194 @thatonerabbit @comical-icicle

[everydaygremlin]

MY RBOTHER WONT LET ME TALK TO HIM ABOUT UNDERVERSE FOR HOURS STRAIGHT PAIN AND MISERYYYYY

[origami-is-life]

[i sure hope this random cat doesnt have lore implications]

[WHO ARE YOU]

[MY POOR GIRL HAS ALREADY BEEN RIPPED FROM THE WORLD SHE HTOUGHT SHE KNEW AND SEPARATED FROM HER RBOTHER]

[WHAT ELSE ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO HER?! /silly]