#the brothers group

[brightlotusmoon]

[unstablehorsestance]

paralleling gay76

OK, I did state that I won't write any real life people couple/ship analysis any more. I know damn well I will get hurt again in the future if I go too far with this ship. But really, this ship had been 'bothering' me, like almost 24/7 rent free in my head. Every time I know I'm about to be stranded too far, I say to myself "stop, it was just a joke." I really need to go back to all my fictional ships to keep me sane.

Right, it is the same ship again. The ship that will definitely make me experience heartbreak and hate all over again and traumatize me in the future, if I go too far or too deep. The day when i write a fanfiction for this ship for real, i know im fucked up. I keep tricking myself that this kind of writing is a coping mechanism so I wont be stranded. But I know, this is close to getting worse.

Coping mechanism. Coping mechanism. Well, fuck it! Beforehand, forgive my rambling and broken english.

I mentioned in my previous writing that I thought of G7 and D6 as a brother group. Y'know i stan G7 first and then when i 'learned' about D6 i think these two groups got some similar vibe or dynamic. Similar is not the same but I can sense/see the parallel. This might be sensitive for D6 fandom since they have ex-members, but i don't care, this is not about that. (Also, it's D6 ot5 for me cuz that's the one i'm familiar with.) OK, so these are some G7 and D6 group (family) dynamic parallel(?) i will point out:

-This is personal, but I will point this out first: I ship both jjp and sungbri, bcuz i think of them as the parents of the group, with jaebeom-sungjin as 'the father' and jinyoung-brian/yongk as 'the mother'. Funny thing is I got this kind of feeling and thought that "is it illegal to ship them" on both ships. The first time I stan G7, i think jjp ship wasn't that popular, idky. I always found markjin, even though the G5 ship jjp too. I mean, what even is their ship name, bnior/bnyoung, is it right? Though I stick to jjp a.k.a jjparents. D6 case is funnier to me bcuz mostly the fandom don't ship the members with each other but they did have ships, and i learned the biggest ships from this groups were jaehyungparkian (nama kapalnya lucu banget karena menurutku, "kak jae itu kan cuma namamu" >ᴗ<), or jaepil, and any sungjin ships is/was always rare. Also, the soulmate. We all know that jjp is a soulmate, too much proof. They might have been soulmates in their previous life too. But what about sungbri? I think they don't even know that they are each other's soulmate. There are proofs like what I mentioned in my previous writing. Maybe this is their first lifetime to be a soulmate, like they are still figure it out. Oh, I desperately want to mention this. As the parents of the group jjp and sungbri don't share the same vibe. In jjp case, 'the trope' is: they met each other, fell in love, then got married and had children (G5 or just yugbam). I found funny comments on jjp videos on yt about jaebeom giving a vibe like a young father that is not ready to be a father and always in denial, meanwhile jinyoung is the same but accepting his fate and trying his best to be a good 'mother and wife'. In the sungbri case, 'the trope' is: arranged marriage. Like, they met, became friends, brian/yongk fell first but Sungjin was in denial. This seems like fanfiction but this is the dynamic I got from them. I mean sungbri arranged marriage fics fit their relationship/dynamic the most. About their children (jaepildon, or dopil, or just doun), personally to me sungjin gives the vibe of the father that doesn't want any children, but fathering anyway since the children are already there, and nail it somehow. Meanwhile brian/yongk vibe is definitely wants children but doesn't know anything about parenting but always trying his best, still sometimes questioning his parenting skill. Last but not least, bcuz of their ‘trope’ jjp don’t care about doing any skinship or pda, while sungbri even though they act like old married couple now and sungjin allowing more skinship they still can’t beat jjp skinship/pda agenda. ꉂ (´∀｀)ʱªʱªʱª

-the non-korean oldest members that speak native english. Also, mark and jae somehow share(?) the same role in their respective group dynamic. Like if you see this from jjp-sungbri shipper pov, their roles are either the eldest sons, or the uncles, or jinyoung-brian/yongk's ex. Or sometimes jackson-wonpil's bf. (ᗒᗜᗕ)

-the leaders are the second oldest, coincidentally both were born in january ('94 jaebeom and '93 sungjin), and tsunderes. I think jaebeom and sungjin have similar vibes like always tired and done with their members, and the "my members never listen to me" (lovingly). 

-'the middle children' are 'the mothers' that adores the leaders. On my previous writing i mentioned that jinyoung titled himself as G7 mom (especially to bambam). Brian/yongk's case is different. He did have a nickname as doun's mom (that made my brain backflipped) and he didn't deny it, but i still don't know what is the origin. Did he titled himself that like jinyoung? Did the members give him that nickname? Bcuz i dont think that came from the fandom, since they are stubbornly believing in "single dad sungjin and his children" or "this group has no mother role". Also, i almost choked to death when finding out about the clip of diss rapp session on their concert where sungjin called him "doun's mom" too, and 'scolded' him about his parenting skill and he was just smiling. Also, both are shamelessly throwing love/affections to their respective leaders but in their own different ways.

-The maknaes are their babies. OK, what i love about jjp and the evil twins (yugbam) dynamic is yugyeom is jaebeom fave child but a menace to jinyoung, and bambam is jinyoung fave child but a headache to jaebeom >▽<. But, they always teaming up to be a menace to both (or each), as expected of the evil twins. In the sungbri case, it seems like they don't realize they've raised doun together. I mean, all the hyungs are babying doun, but sungbri is on another level, like they 'use' him to test/figure out their parenting skill.

-The daughter, i mean the sonshine of the group a.k.a everyone favorite, the precious ones, youngjae and wonpil. Or maybe just youngjae, jk. What I mean is youngjae and wonpil have the same vibe (or power) like, just looking at their face makes you happy and you just want to shower them with unconditional love. Also, I remember some tweets about sungbri treating wonpil like their daughter and doun like their son. Sorry, wompirrii… (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

-yugbam and dopil. In some groups there's evil maknae, G7 has two, yugbam. I don't think doun is as evil as yugbam, but he has the title as maknae on top which makes him place first on D6 hierarchy. Also, sungjin-doun dynamic reminds me of jaebeom-bambam, the son that loves to annoy the dad. Also, doun loves to annoy brian/yongk too, not exactly the same as yugyeom to jinyoung, but still. What about wonpil? To me sometimes he can't choose between wanting to be a good son or an evil son. But mostly he's good. I mean, sometimes wonpil teaming up with doun to annoy their 'parents' (mostly sungjin), and he loves to fight/bicker with doun and sungbri is so done with them and just let them be.

Done.

So, what is Jackson's role or which D6 member has the same/similar vibe as him? Well jackson is special and is mine ¬‿¬ no, serious. He could join the uncles (mark and jae) or the everyone favorite (youngjae and wonpil) or jinyoung's ex with mark ⁽⁽`o(≧ᗜ≦)o´⁾⁾ at least to me, his role is that flexible.

Haha, funny how I always censored the group's name but never the members or the ships name.

ugh, the power these two photo shot had (๑>◡<๑)

[haunted-xander]

AA loves their siblings huh.

Probably missed some too!

[willgrahamscock]

my mortal enemy... untitled document

[give-grian-rights]

they hit THE FUCKING PENTAGON. DREAM JUST USED THE R SLUR TO REFER TO TOMMYINNIT FANS

[barissoffee]

I'LL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS

[elllteo]

forever thinking about how marcille and laios have such a richly weird and funny friendship dynamic that people I see tend to write off as "god she hates his ass" but in reality it's the frustration of one neurodivergent weirdgirl to another neurodivergent weirdboy who has no concept of masking, has never had to mask, and simply doesn't know how to mask making their entire group come across as "the weirdo freaks" despite her best efforts to not be labelled as "weird" probably her entire life

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 331

Demon twins? Demon twins. 

Damian? Good at the assassin side of things, at least for a four year old, but Danyal? He’s okay, but he’s far better at things like poisons and bookkeeping. Which is honestly? Okay. They’re the League of Shadows, and sure a majority of the members are assassins, but it’s definitely not all there are. So? Danyal starts getting medical training. 

Not to say that either of the boys don’t know their fair share of violence and healing- it’s just better to let them play to their strengths. One doesn’t keep a league over centuries if they just have one type of warrior, or even just warriors. A variety is needed. 

So one gets trained more towards the business side of things. Damian may be better at wielding the weapons and killing- even if neither have had their first kill quite yet- but Danyal shows far more proficiency at acting, at masking who he is and gathering information. 

Damian, when he’s first sent to their Father, doesn’t mention his twin. Not because he’s jealous or hates him or anything like that. You just don’t talk about someone in an undercover mission in the League, and it’s not something he realizes isn’t a rule everywhere. 

Needless to say, the Bats have more than a mild freakout the first time Damian mentions a twin who will be coming to the manor now that his mission is over. 

[spokenfromtheheartandsoul]

idk man like imagine how tired you'd be if YOU had to move to an entirely new place and start all over. not even because of the occupational hazards of your job which would have at least been expected if not reasonable (see: assassins) but instead because your trigger-happy younger brother decided to add live props to an impassioned karaoke performance on a whim and now you've found yourself a co-owner AND manager AND chef to an entire burger restaurant establishment. where the total number of employees other than yourself is a grand total of one (1) aka the same younger brother who has never touched a spatula in his life. and now you're just trying to make decent burgers while settling in to your new neighborhood and stay under the radar while your brother insists on exploring his sense of fashion by dressing in the brightest colors and prints known to man immediately following shifts at your real job (see: ASSASSINS) because it's not like it requires blending into society or anything. and then right when you think you're finally going to have a nice and peaceful friday night at home you get rear-ended by an unhinged and unnecessarily attractive mechanic who insists on fixing your jeep for free but is also SO maddeningly infuriating to interact with that you begin to question whether the free service is worth your sanity. because upon returning to pick up your car the Unhinged Mechanic begins an entirely unprompted striptease to reveal to you that he has - for reasons beyond your comprehension - decided to steal your burger pin. and then he starts going off about his sensitive nipples while he makes YOU take it off of him. and then as if all of THAT wasn't enough you also come home to find your younger brother delightedly getting groped in front of god and your respectable burger establishment in broad daylight while he nuzzles and adoringly stares into the eyes of the exact same cocky one-night-stand you EXPLICITLY warned him to stay away from. and then to top it all off the Unhinged Mechanic has now inexplicably shown up at your closed restaurant and has the audacity to demand service in return for having had to repair the jeep that HE damaged in the first place. because apparently the best place to have a beer is your CLOSED burger restaurant. and although you feel like your actions would be very justified in doing so, you somehow manage to refrain from killing him on sight because you are a Good and Reasonable Assassin. but this also means having to endure watching Unhinged Mechanic down no less than nine beers in one go all while he antagonizes you. and right when you finally decide to put your foot down and kick him out the Unhinged Mechanic decides that THAT is the perfect time to make a move on you. so now not only are you both exhausted and irritated and confused but ALSO sexually frustrated while having to forcibly remove him from your premises by his feet. imagine that. imagine you have to deal with ALL that in the span of 1 week without losing it and somehow YOU'RE the unreasonable and rigid one??????

[pretend-theres-a-name-here]

Little thing I wrote while procrastinating writing part 5 of Hide Your Heart.

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Steve Harrington who knows his kid brother is obsessed with some niche, up and coming metal band. Steve Harrington who groans and grumbles and carries on about having to drive him around to shows and listen to him nerding out but does it anyway. Steve Harrington who doesn’t really pay attention because the lights on the stage are too bright and drown out whoever’s playing. Steve Harrington who is currently wading through a crowd making their way to the door, going against the current and stumbling as he searches for the mop of hair he promised to get home.

“Henderson!” He cups his hands around his mouth, “Where is that kid?” 

He finds himself pushed to the outskirts of the mass of bodies, plastered to a wall but he still pitches forward when a particularly rowdy young woman rams into him. He thinks he’s going to go all the way to the floor when a hand snags his elbow, holding him up. He turns to rush out an apology, a few thanks for the save, but stops before he can get the words out because holy shit the guy is gorgeous.

And Steve—well Steve has been doing some thinking about himself. About how most guys don’t have to mentally prepare themselves to go into the locker room after pe class. About how most guys don’t let their friends paint their nails pretty colors. Robin told him that there was this thing called being bisexual and he thought some things were clicking into place. So he’s gotten used to going out and noticing more than just girls, it’s not uncommon, but this guy is hot, like really hot. 

He’s dressed in leather pants and a cut off tank top that hangs around his sides. Tattoos, more doodles than actual designs, on full display for the world to see, running up his arms and peeking out from his ribs. His hair is in curly tangles, sweat sticking it to his forehead but he’s grinning. He has a jacket, leather, in his other hand. 

He’s also still holding on to Steve’s arm. Warm rings press into the inside of his elbow as he rights himself.

“First time?” The man asks.

“Y-yeah.” Steve gets out, “I’m supposed to be here with my brother, he’s a huge fan of some band playing here. Molded Coffin or something.”

The guy’s face breaks out into a full on smile, humor sparking in his eyes but Steve doesn’t know if what he said was that funny.

“Yeah? Where’s he at?” The guy still hasn’t let go, leading Steve away from the crowd and further into the room where there were less people.

“I’m actually looking for him now. Left him alone for five minutes to get a drink and he disappears.”

“You need help? These things can get a little crazy.” The man offers.

“You do this a lot?” Steve asks, immediately mentally face palming. He practically asked the guy if he came here often, he was going to think he was flirting. Was he?

The man just smiled, “You could say that. Eddie.” He finally released Steve’s arm in favor of holding out his hand. They shook hands and Steve told the man—Eddie—his name.

They talked for a while, Eddie got them drinks and Steve told himself that Dustin was old enough to behave himself for 15 minutes. Eddie kept an arm around his shoulders the whole time, shielding him from the chaos of the dwindling crowd was his excuse. Steve would have told him he didn’t need an excuse if that didn’t seem too forward.

 Eddie was just asking for his number when someone behind them called, “Ed! Quite flirting and get your ass over here! You’re helping us tear down this time!”

Eddie sighed, “Duty calls.” He scribbled something on to a napkin, patting it against Steve’s chest and backing away, “I’ll be waiting for yours, sweetheart.”

And Steve was either drunk or insane because he actually laughed at that. Laughed again when he looked at the napkin and saw numbers almost unreadable, a winking face below them.

“Steve! There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you—What’s that?” Dustin’s tone went from annoyed to prying as soon as he saw the napkin.

“None of your business.” He stuffed the napkin in his pocket, “Are you ready to go or what, kid, I’ve been waiting forever.” He poked Dustin’s shoulder until he got moving and then he poked it again when Dustin scowled at him.

In the car he was once again subjected to Dustin’s after show rant about how cool it was. The guitarist apparently broke two strings and flipped the crowd off with his bloody fingers—which they went wild for, which Dustin screeched along with them for. They played a new song, but it all sounded the same to Steve. That was as much as he heard, though, his mind kept wandering back to the man after the show. To the number in his pocket. He debated putting it to use, was the next day too soon? How long was too long until Eddie forgot about him? A guy like that probably had a mountain of napkins with numbers thrown at him every day. He decided to get over himself and call late the next day. 

“Hi, this is Steve.” He suddenly felt very silly for calling but it was too late now.

“Steve, pretty boy from the show last night Steve?” And just like that he forgot why he hesitated to call.

“That would be me.” He cringed, “No, wait, that sounds so self centered.”

“Not self centered if it’s a compliment.” Eddie argued.

“If you say so.”

They talked, got 10 whole minutes of random conversations Steve never wanted to end before Eddie cursed.

“I’m sorry, I promised my uncle I’d help at the shop.” He muttered, “I’m gonna be late.”

“That’s fine, you should go help him.”

“I’ll call you later?” Eddie asked, and if Steve didn’t know any better he’d say it sounded hopeful.

“I’ll be here later.” He responded. 

They called all the time after that, whenever they were both free. They even met up in person, it was just to the park because Eddie found out Steve had never fed ducks before, but it ended with another day scheduled to spend together and then another and then a month had passed and he could say they were officially dating. It was the best time Steve had had in a long time and he really didn’t want it to end. The realization came to him one night, after another day with Eddie, and it wasn’t as shocking as he thought it would be. It was a Friday night, Eddie was busy most Saturdays—something about going to shows with the guys—so a lot of their slow nights were Fridays. They were watching TV on the couch in Eddie’s trailer, which was quickly becoming Steve’s favorite place, when he found himself watching the way Eddie laughed and even jumped at whatever horror movie was on more than he was watching the movie itself. 

“I love you.” He whispered. 

Eddie’s head whipped around, eyes wide, movie forgotten, “I love you too!” And then Steve couldn’t be blamed for not watching the movie anymore when he was practically tackled to the couch, laughing the whole way down.

It was a month after that night that he was steeling himself outside of his front door.

“It’ll be fine.” He said to himself, “They’re going to love you.” He said to Eddie who was gripping his hand.

“It’ll be fine.” Eddie agreed and he almost sounded convinced.

Today was the one day that everyone could gather at Steve’s. The whole party had shown up, everyone he had folded into his makeshift family was in his living room waiting for him to get back with the new partner he told them he was introducing. Today was the day they decided to tell people about them.

Steve pushed the door open, taking a deep breath before leading Eddie to the living room. All of his friends sat scattered around the room. On the couch and floor and coffee table. He could do this.

“Uh. Hey.” He cleared his throat, “I’m back.” All eyes snapped to him, eager to know who this mystery person was.

Eddie tried for an awkward wave but their hands were still connected so they just shook between them.

The silence was getting unbearable until finally Robin shot up from the floor and tackled him in a hug, subsequently dragging Eddie along into it.

“I’m so happy for you, dingus.” She laughed as she pulled away, “Robin.” She stuck her hand out to Eddie who visibly relaxed, “Best friend, platonic soulmate, hurt him and I swear to god you’ll wake up with no kneecaps.”

“Eddie.” Eddie squeaked, shaking her hand hastily.

“Bobbin.” Steve only called her that when she was being particularly over the top because it annoyed her to no end and she knew this, “Tone it down, would you?”

The rest of the group chorused their hellos and introductions and a weight lifted off of Steve’s shoulders at the sight of all of his friends accepting the news without comment. Until he realized there was only one person who hadn’t spoken a word, standing in the middle of the room with a strange look on his face.

“Dustin?” Steve prompted, voice strained.

“Oh my God.” Dustin mumbles in disbelief.

“Dustin…” Steve shot him a warning glance, “If you’ve got a problem with it—”

But Dustin ignores him, he’s staring at Eddie in shock, “Oh my God!” He practically shouts, coming to life to jump and screech, “That’s—! You’re—! You’re Eddie Munson!” 

Eddie grins, seemingly unfazed by this bizarre reaction to meeting your brother’s boyfriend, “I take it you’re a fan?”

“A fan of what?” Steve asks, pulling his hand out of Eddie’s to turn to him face to face.

At the same time, Dustin starts babbling hysterically, “A fan? Only the biggest CC fan in all of Hawkins! I have every song on vinyl, like three posters and—oh my god this is so embarrassing. Eddie Munson is in my house and I’m telling him I have his face on my wall.” 

He keeps talking but it’s more to himself than anyone else in the room so Steve raises an eyebrow at Eddie, “What’s he talking about? Why are you on posters and why does he have them?”

Eddie, for the first time since Steve has known him, looks almost sheepish, “Oh…I guess I’m kind of, maybe the frontman of Corroded Coffin.” He might be blushing.

“You’re that nerd Dustin’s always going on about?!” Steve exclaims.

[soldrawss]

@goodlucktai mentioned awhile ago about Gio, even as the oldest, becomes the shortest of the turtles even as the boys grow older, but his little brothers will still crouch down to meet him at eye level anyway, because they still respect him and look up to him!!! He's still their big brother!!!

[otaku553]

I’ve been trying to read the ace novel to practice reading Japanese and I find it really funny how deuce describes ace like he’s the heartthrob surfer dude male lead in some 2010s Disney film

Anyways here’s an ace since I was thinking about him

[fantastic-nonsense]

"Inej is the mom fri—" *loud incorrect buzzer noise* Wrong. You are looking for Matthias Helvar.

[royaltea000]

POV they just told their da shixiong on you