#siblings sparring

[mcuthoraction]

Siblings sparring

Art by an anonymous artist for the Thor Gotcha for Gaza. The prompt: hela AND brodinsons fluff

[kozmicmizuu]

silly sanegiyuu/giyuusane thing because the recent episode has fueled this.

also yes this is like kimetsu gakuen/modern au thingy for my sanity

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sanemi: genya, i’m going on a date, stay home and don’t do anything stupid.

genya: mom said i have to go with you!!

sanemi: what- no- YOURE NOT COMING TO MY FUCKING DATE—

*cut to them being at a restaurant with genya sitting between giyuu and sanemi.*

sanemi: ….

giyuu: what are you ordering, genya?

genya: oh- i’m ordering a burger :)

sanemi: i fucking hate my life..

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sanemi can’t have shit when he has a big family, this is probably not the first time he’s had to take his siblings to his date nights

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 308

Honestly, Damian is so disappointed in his father right now. And his so-called siblings. The friends allies he had made over the years and he had been swapping multiple times, and still they hadn’t realized. Danyal was as pale as a corpse, closer to Drake for Pit’s sake! Jordan had red eyes! Elena was a girl! Respawn had white hair! Surely someone noticed- thank fuck, hello Todd, no he’s not on patrol, listen, listen, he needs you to know that Father? Blind. An idiot! The others more so! Yes yes, they’ve been doing their single-person trick, but surely someone should have caught on yes? And they haven’t- Oh? What a wonderful idea Akhi, he shall inform the others of this idea, the Lazarus waters do make dna testing quite hard to do. 

[sparring-spirals]

ah, siblings

[pretend-i-don-t-exist]

Bai Zhan Peak is always full of noise and energy, no matter how early or late it is. The junior disciples religiously follow a strict early morning to early evening schedule, but the senior disciples have more freedom in choosing their training hours. It is why Liu Mingyan is certain she'll receive an audience even if she arrives before dawn. Not that there is an emergency requiring such urgency, nor is she that discourteous to wake Bai Zhan– no, she arrives after dawn, despite how much she's itching to twist her idiot of a brother's ear.

Honestly, what was he thinking? Leaving with only a letter as a warning, only to come back as half a corpse with a mountain of beast corpses kept in his spatial ring. Liu Mingyan had the fright of her life when she received a letter from Qian Cao, asking for her help in distributing qi to her foolish brother's damaged meridians.

Now, not even a full month later, he's planning on another excursion to some mountain (Distant Snow Peaks Mountain, full of Divine Ice Flowers and White-Furred Arctic Sparrows that Qian Cao desperately needs) without telling her. If not for his head disciple's timely letter, she may have never known.

It's rather surprising. Not the 'leaving without prior warning' schtick her brother likes to use, only to send a letter one week after he left to remind Liu Mingyan that he's hale and healthy and having the time of his life driving her up the wall– the fact that he has appointed a head disciple at all. Liu Mingyan had expected a good two or three centuries before he even considers choosing one; Liu Qingge rarely settles down long enough to entertain thoughts about improving his peak's long-standing, inefficient system he'd inherited from his shizun.

Then again, this is the only disciple Liu Qingge chose himself. It was to spite Shen Qingqiu, Liu Mingyan is aware, but her brother would not accept in any disciple if he is not satisfied with their innate talent. This Yang Yixuan must be a talented individual indeed, if he was accepted by Bai Zhan's War God and claimed the position of head disciple only a few months into his discipleship.

She lands on Bai Zhan soundlessly. A nearby disciple perks up, tense, until they land their eyes on her. "Liu-shijie," they say warmly. "Are you here to see Shizun?"

She nods. "Yes. Is he still around?"

They dart their eyes, searching. "Oh. This one is not sure. He did meet Yang-shixiong earlier, so he would know better. If shijie will allow me to lead her...?"

"Very well." Liu Mingyan carefully does not accept the hand offered to her. Without missing a beat, they withdraw it with nary a change in expression. They received the polite rejection better than she expected.

"Yang-shixiong!" they call, and an elegant and refined youth turned to them. Ah. Yang Yixuan. "Liu-shijie is looking for Shizun, is he...?"

"Shizun is here, and preparing for the day," Yang Yixuan answers. He stands up from his seat and bows appropriately. "Greetings to Liu-shijie."

Liu Mingyan matches his greeting. Taking that as their cue to leave, the disciple who accompanied her leaves in a hurry. "Is gege well?" she asks, catching on to the mild undercurrent of worry in his voice.

Yang Yixuan blinks, straightening up. He lifts a hand to cast a sound-proofing talisman. "Shizun had a minor qi deviation earlier," he says, then hastens to continue, "Mu-shishu has already cleared him earlier, and advised him to push back his leave for three days to ensure that his qi is stable enough for travel."

"Gege refused, then." Liu Mingyan says flatly. While Liu Qingge would normally rest after an injury and accept Mu Qingfang's orders well, he's likely far too restless after a month of being banned from night hunts and missiond. "Ah. You called me in as backup?"

Yang Yixuan smiles guiltily. Crafty, especially for a Bai Zhan disciple. "This one has failed to convince Shizun and can only ask for Liu-shijie for her understanding and help."

Hm. "Alright." She watches him keenly as he relaxes. "I don't suppose Yang-shidi can humor me for a short spar while we wait for my brother?"

Yang Yixuan stares for a while, before shaking his head. "This one will be honored to," he answers. "First blood, shijie?"

Liu Mingyan directs him to Liu Qingge's personal training grounds and the youth does not seem surprised. Her brother must cherish him a lot, then, to give him access to his private ground. "Yes. First blood. Whenever you're ready."

[youtube-fucker]

Yeah I think I'll just make a separate blog for this stuff now... but in the meantime!

Look! It's a kid! They're having fun! They have their tongue out! They're winking! They're being silly!

Surely nothing bad would happen to them, right?

...

You wouldn't hurt them, would you?

...

Would you?

Would you hurt them?

Are you sure you wouldn't?

W O U L D Y O U ?

W H Y ' D . . . Y O U . . . D O . . . I T . . . ?

Anyways! Credit to @howlonomy once again! I hope you enjoyed... whatever the fuck this is!

[puppybong]

i don’t think tim and damian hate each other i think they have normal sibling beef. like they will beat the shit out of each other in the backyard for fun and then go about their days

[lameow-l]

the only good thing that happened to childe in his 4.0 comeback is that he got a new magical girl transformation animation especially the final part.. absolutely magical

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Alpha & Pebble my beautifully fucked up boys ! Here’s them fighting because they don’t know how to communicate. Angst, but with some tiny bit of comfort ? Maybe ? I’m not sure it really is comfort but well.

Alpha’s not sure what the Sibling of Sin said, he only caught the tail end of a mean laugh, but it must’ve been about Delta ; it’s the only thing that could get that reaction out of Pebble. Snarl peeling his lips so far back it looks borderline painful, eyes blazing, tail whipping the air, claws extended.

The earth ghoul is about to pounce on the stupid, stupid human, rip them to shreds and risk being sent back to the pit for the offense it represents. Alpha acts on instinct alone.

The fire ghoul barely manages to catch the back of Pebble’s uniform just as the earth ghoul leaps toward the Sibling. Pebble didn’t see Alpha coming, too blinded by rage, and is caught by surprise ; in a second, and despite his vigorous thrashing, Alpha has the earth ghoul in a chokehold, his arm digging into Pebble’s neck in an effort to keep him from committing first degree murder.

The Sibling blanches at the display, finally realizing their stupidity, the amount of danger they’ve subjected themselves to by sheer malice, and scurries away while they still can. 

Alpha curses as he drags Pebble away, sharp kicks surely bruising his legs, claws raking along his arm in an attempt to make him let go. No chance. Alpha only tightens his hold, cutting Pebble’s airways even more off until the earth ghoul’s knees buckle under him and he let himself be thrown into the common room.

Alpha only grants him a few seconds to take deep, gasping breaths before taking two fistful of the front of Pebble’s uniform, hauling him up against the wall ; with the earth ghoul being a good head shorter than Alpha, and pretty light in comparison,  it’s easy for the fire ghoul to pin Pebble there, his feet barely grazing the ground.

« Are you stupid ?! » Alpha growls inches from Pebble’s face.

« Let go you fucking-»

« No, » Alpha grunts, baring his own fangs, « I asked you a question. Are you fucking stupid ?! That what you earth ghouls do, smoke your brains away ?! You know what happens to dumb sons of bitches who harm members of the Church ?! Do you want to be sent back, away from you greenhouse, your home, your pack ?! »

Pebble blinks, momentarily stunned by the reason behind Alpha’s anger, before his face contorts once again and venom creeps back in the pale green of his eyes.

« So you’d let that piece of shit say whatever they want ? Insult Delta whenever they like ? »

So Alpha was right, it was indeed about Delta. The fire ghoul doesn’t get to say what he wants, Pebble is on a roll.

« Yes, of course you would. Pack only matters when it suits you, yeah ? When it’s convenient. But the second protecting it might cause troubles, you back off like the coward you are. Is there any of us you’d take actual risks for ? Is there anyone outside of Omega, oh so precious Omega, you would sacrifice things for ? »

Alpha sees red, Pebble’s word cutting deep, hitting a nerve dead on. How dare he. How dare Pebble question everything Alpha did for the pack ? The fire ghoul doesn’t know if he wants to rip the earth ghoul’s tongue out or curl into himself to sob. 

Pebble opens his mouth to go on, and Alpha is absolutely sure he cannot take a drop more of the earth ghoul’s venom, that infamous venom of his that slithers into your veins, wraps around your heart, squeezes until it bursts.

Alpha throws Pebble to the ground, sits on his chest, raises a fist - aiming for his face, maybe his nose, anything that would make the earth ghoul shut up, shut up, shut up.

That’s when Alpha catches the glimmer of hope in Pebble’s eyes, realization dawning on him with the effect of a cold shower. Pebble itches for a fight. Wants to get hit, beaten up to a pulp, and who better to rile up for that than Alpha, short-tempered, sparring enthusiast Alpha ?

As always, Pebble is seeking what he cannot ask for, and seeking it from Alpha. 

The fire ghoul stills, fist still raised. Pebble waits, tense as a bowstring, eyeing it almost voraciously. But there, under the anger and inexplicable need to be hurt, something fragile, vulnerable hides. 

Whatever the Sibling said, Pebble took it to heart.

Alpha’s eyes slip closed, a shuddering sigh escaping him as he brings his hand down slowly, grabbing Pebble’s jaw firmly, but with unusual gentleness. The earth ghoul stiffens.

« You know damn well I take care of my pack. And, whether you like it or not, you are pack too. So the next time you want to be used as a fucking punching bag, you join me on the mat instead of running your fucking mouth and goading me into damn near killing you. »

Despite the simmering fury in Alpha’s voice, his hand doesn’t tightens, simply stays there, holding.

Pebble’s eyes flash with both desperation and rage.

« Don’t pretend to care- »

Alpha growls again, tail slapping against the floor harshly enough to sting.

« Stop telling me how I feel, Pebble. My feelings are mine, you don’t get to twist them into what’s more convenient for you. »

All the fight seems to rush out of the earth ghoul’s body at that. Pebble’s muscles all let go at once, his face growing weary, almost melancholic. He avoids Alpha’s eyes, nods curtly.

« Got it. »

Alpha can’t help the way his eyebrows skyrocket toward his hairline at that, but doesn’t comment. It’s as close an apology as he’ll get from Pebble.

The earth ghoul is staring at Alpha’s arm, jaw clenching hard. There’s a few rivulets of blood trickling from the claw marks Pebble left on it in his efforts to free himself.

For a moment, they stay frozen like this, something akin to « what now ? » floating in the heavy silence between them.

A door slamming in the distance snaps them out of it. Alpha let go of Pebble, stands up to let the earth ghoul do the same. Pebble runs a hand through his short, messy hair, strands spiking in every directions. 

Sighing heavily, Alpha adjusts his shirt, glad that he wasn’t wearing his own uniform, or else he’d have a lot of explaining to do as to why his sleeve would be in tatters. Again.

From the corner of his eyes, the fire ghoul spies Pebble awkwardly straightening his collar, somehow seeming reluctant to leave. Alpha watches him, and yet, he’s caught completely off guard when the earth ghoul grabs his injured arm, careful to avoid the cuts, eyes glaring daggers at the consequences of his own anger.

The strangeness of the situation keeps Alpha frozen, eyes glued to Pebble’s face. The near permanent crease between the earth ghoul’s eyebrows, the scar cutting through the bridge of his nose, the smattering of freckles across his cheekbones, the scruff eating away at his cheeks, everything is thrown into sharp focus by their sudden stillness.

When the earth ghoul looks up at Alpha, the fire ghoul wonders what he sees. Yellow eyes Pebble’s dying to gouge out ? Already crooked nose the earth ghoul longs to break into an even more unsavory form ? Deep claw marks on his cheek he’d like to extend ? But the look in Pebble’s eyes doesn’t hold any murderous intent. It’s conflicted, confused, the abrupt change in their usual dynamic rendering him just as silent as Alpha. 

For once, they are both out of words. A miracle, really.

Then, Pebble let go so suddenly you’d think Alpha lost control of his fire and inflicted him a third degree burn.

« You should get those checked out, » the earth ghoul mumbles, resolutely staring at his feet.

Alpha blinks, lost for a moment, before remembering his injuries.

« Those are just scratches. »

Pebble scoffs, but doesn’t add anything, fleeing the room without once meeting Alpha’s eyes again.

The fire ghoul heaves a sigh, scrubs his hand over his face. He feels weird, Pebble’s expression when he took stock of the damages he’d done lingering in his mind. 

Alpha hopes Mist will let him share a smoke with her tonight, Satan knows he could use her blunt honesty to understand whatever the fuck just happened.

But first, he has a Sibling to scare the living daylight out of to ensure they won’t breath a word of Pebble’s near slip up.

[mineqraft]

bobby has a very happy family life but it’s a little sad how he doesn’t exactly have like. friends his age.

like chayanne and dapper and ramon have been a little trio for a long ass time, and chayanne and tallulah obviously are close. more recently as well, dapper and leo have become good buddies (because their dads spend 80% of the day together)

but i don’t recall bobby really… spending much time with any other eggs besides. tilin and flippa. and that was a little while ago, now.

tallulah and chayanne & leo and dapper went to bed in safe bunkers with family right next to them, but bobby hasn’t had that for a bit. i just hope the kid is holding up okay.

[pinbitch]

as an oldest sibling the way dean treats sam personally offends me and that was such an untapped vein when cain was introduced to the show. sam IS abel, an abel who heard the voice of the devil and was strong enough to resist. he’s everything cain would have wanted for his little brother. and dean just doesn’t know how good he has it

after dean knocked sam out at the end of s9, sam should have woken up to a black-eyed cain kneeling over him, dripping demon blood into his mouth just like azazel

[which-qsmp-egg-would]

I have so many thoughts about my egg ocs and no way to convey them. aaaaaaaaaa

[maemil]

Aw, they're bonding :)

Batgirl (2000) #29

[olives-and-lilies]

Another for the Bingo Card! I’ve got a Camp Half Blood AU square and had a blast getting to figure it out.

I think Desha (now human for obvious reasons) would be a daughter of Apollo. His aspects of truth, prophecy, light, and healing all resonated well with Desha’s character, as with the cheeky sassy undercurrent that he has in the stories (and his danger, like in the Achilles stories).

Spades, on the other hand, definitely belongs to Athena. I entertained Nike for a minute (victory) but his analytical and strategic thinking better plays to Athena’s skills and strengths (I thought about a darker angle, Hebe or Hecate as an angle on clones doomed to age rapidly. Literal children in men’s bodies, walking dead men, disposable, but that made me too sad).

As always, Bingo card by @clonefandomevents under the cut! We’re up to five now!

[sparring-spirals]

Interactions and m9/bh things i would like to see tonight, a nonexhaustive list:

- Fearne flirting with Beau (we MUST let Ashley have this)

- Caleb going "hey... does that.... genasi.. have dunamis IN THEIR HEAD-" and the aftermath of that

- Fresh Cut "smiley day to ya!" *surprise therapy session* Grass @ these two in particular

- Listen. Listen. I've long said that Beau and Ashton are very remniscient of each other in ways they probably wouldn't enjoy and now THEY MIGHT ACTUALLY TALK TO EACH OTHER. i need to see it happen. Im sure once they get past the punching they'll get along swimmingly and like- i GOTTA FUCKING SEE IT, okay. at least the initial clash.

- Polymorph Tactic Comparisons (also the general reaction of OH THE NERDY LOOKING QUIET ONE IS A DRAGON NOW HEY WHAT THE FUCK) (chet is gonna love that)

- Actually, the overall Bell's Hells Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss witnessing The Mighty Nein Fuck It We Ball tactics and vice versa. (We are in a general "Fuck It We Ball" status now for everyone, but I can hope).

- Very unlikely, very indulgent, I specifically want to see a moment of Beau and Caleb realizing that half of this party are ticking time bombs one way or another (*watching a wolfed out chetney* "better not let him take too much damage or he might kill us instead :D"/*watching FCG's eyes turn red* uhoh murderbot time, lets move/*watching imogen while she glows red and calls down lightning and looks at the opposing forces with complex emotions* hmmmmmmmmmm) and then the. complete and utter nonchalance of Bell's Hells in response to it. Caleb and Beau of M9 "trust is a co op game and we were best at PVP" fame reacting to that. Please. These are OUR ticking time bombs 😤 🥰 dont worry we can kill them if needed :)

[averagemrfox]

Neocat summoning creepy Rubys to fight Yang as if Yang hasn’t totally decked Ruby in the face before