#the joys of having a twin

[harpywritesfic]

HOOOOOLY COW YOU GUYS.

I just had dinner with my family. My twin has to write a poem for her english class. Our dad suggests that I could help, because I'm "good at english." My twin says that my poems would all be about marvel. Our younger sister tells us she knows what I would write and gives us an earthshattering one-line masterpiece: "Iron Man is hot."

I was telling my younger sister that I have a friend who would call her poem a masterpiece and completely drop me in order to be friends with my sister instead, and my twin mentioned that I'd probably make a tumblr post about this. And here we are. What was I supposed to do, not tell my friends in my puter about this?

[tangledinink]

Does Swanatello Donatello have all his memories back now? Are his memory problems gone?

Yes and no? He has a majority of his memories back, even if some of them are still fuzzy, but that doesn't mean his memory is fixed... but he's getting better every day!

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[opikiquu]

This elevator is not that bad i think ….💛

[multicolour-ink]

Someone pointed this out on twitter, but look at the parallels here!

Was it ever confirmed if their father is a twin?

Because if so, this just hits even more in the feels;

I imagine their father and uncle were so overjoyed that the twin gene still continued, and encouraged the boys to always treasure the irreplaceable bond they have ❤💚

[hoofpeet]

The vision

[what-have-you-contained]

────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── WINTER JACKET ────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──

🔥 // 🍁

☆ pairing: QPR Color & Killer 🌈🔪

☆ summary: Color has something to show Killer.

☆ word count: 586 words

☆ a/n: Kinda short and rushed, so sorry in advance >_< Fluff be upon you!

“Killer, can you come here for a sec?”

Killer perks up from his seat on the couch where he’s idly watching a gameshow on the living room TV. Color is standing at the doorway, his hand holding something green. Killer recognizes it as his puffy jacket for the winter that Color insisted on buying for him last month when the first breeze of winter came. Killer didn’t turn down the offer, but he still thought it was a bit excessive from Color – skeletons can’t feel the cold after all, so a jacket wouldn’t make much of a difference.

Anyway, it was all pointless – that jacket only got to be used for two weeks before some jerks ripped a hole in it, right at the waist area too. Killer doesn’t mind much, since he still has one perfectly functional jacket that he’s been wearing ever since his life in his universe. The jacket isn’t too shabby either – it still holds up well despite all the battles he’s been through in it.

Killer realizes he might have sat on the couch for too long without answering, so he stands up, making sure not to disturb the sleeping cats at his feet before walking towards Color. His flame smiles before holding out the unfortunate winter jacket.

“Can you try this on?” Color says, and Killer shrugs off his signature blue jacket and takes the offered green one.

As he slots his arms into the jacket, Killer notices that the damaged area has been fixed up with a colorful patch that he can’t decipher yet. Whatever. After he dons on the jacket, he feels a bit warmer, not significantly, but he can tell the care that Color has put into the piece of clothing.

“How does it feel?” Color asks next to him, to which he gives a genuine smile.

“Pretty cozy, habibi.”

“Yeah…” Color looks down a bit before looking back up at him with a soft glint in his eyelights. “Sorry for letting those guys stab you back there. I should have noticed.”

“Nah, it’s cool. Better you than me, amirite?”

Color doesn’t reply, only giving him that quick, sad glance again. Killer feels as if he has made a misstep, but he can’t tell what it is. Another error he should look into and iron out later, as usual.

Not knowing what to do, Killer puts his hands in the pockets and looks down to stare at his shoes. Only then does he notice what the patch looks like. It’s a tabby cat with a mischievous look, covered in a banner that says, “never stop believing”. Killer feels his smile involuntarily widen at the silliness of it all.

“Ha, no one likes outdated cat memes anymore, Color,” he tells Color, whose flames shift in that distinct embarrassed expression.

“It’s the only one I could find, okay?” Color huffs. His face must have been as hot as the flames burning in his skull.

Killer grins. After a second of hesitation, he brings his hand up to cup the side of Color’s cheek and leans in, admiring the kaleidoscope that is blooming in front of him.

“I like it,” he murmurs, the words unfamiliar on his tongue. But he’s been trying to say them more and more often now. “Thank you.”

Color beams back at him, nuzzling into Killer’s touch. His hand holds Killer’s own, warm and secure. Killer’s SOUL feels as if it has been expanded tenfold by the affectionate gesture.

“No problems, Killz. I’ll always have you.”

[simcardiac-arrested]

IM SURE YOUVE ALREADY EXPLAINED IT SOMEWHERE but.. may i ask about the story in bitter choco decoration. I like those guys :)

you’d be surprised but i apparently have never talked about these particular ocs’ story in detail on this particular tumblr blog. so i shall do just that…. i tried to summarize but it got kind of long oops, as it always does when i talk about my mentally ill ass ocs

so! as u might already know the guys in the video are rikki and william, and the animatic happens from rikki’s pov. rikki is basically the golden child of the family—smart, well-behaved, always keeping her parents satisfied, etc etc. generally she is put under a lot of pressure a lot of the time. and then her family decides to get an insurance child so to speak—just in case rikki fails in life—but they don’t want to go through the trouble of raising another one, so they decide to adopt.

that’s where william comes in, baby! now he is decidedly Not the golden child. he is the problem child. parents thought they could reform him—well, not much to show for that. but him and rikki surprisingly get along, even though they’re opposites. william actually gets someone who cares about him for once and wants him to be okay, and rikki gets someone who wants her to be more bold, stand up to others and consider what she herself wants instead of people-pleasing. he even gets her to make snide jokes and cut her hair. they’re best friends, it’s nice. for a while.

but, none of it is perfect. you know how rikki always seems to be smiling even though she’s clearly not having a good time? and you know all those red eyes that appear pretty much everytime william’s on screen? rikki has so many layers of masks that william never really feels like he actually knows her. and william, even though he mostly wants rikki to do her own thing, can still kind of be selfish and controlling (because he’s a teenager, and traumatized, and scared of losing his best friend, but it doesn’t change the fact that rikki feels the same pressure from him as she feels from their parents).

so this all culminates when they’re in high school and rikki buries herself in work—she wants to secure a good education and a good job so that she can actually get them both out of this shitty abusive household. for the first time in her whole life, she has a Goal that she personally has chosen. she now has someone to work hard for. but she also ends up spending a lot less time with that someone because of her studying, and it eats at william and eats and eats until—it turns out rikki’s hard work has actually paid off. she’s gotten a scholarship, and she can leave for a good university and she’s finally achieved something that she herself has wanted to do and not anyone else. for both of them. for her brother.

except her brother doesn’t react with support, like usual. he’s not cheering her on now that she’s fulfilled her dream and beyond. he just looks betrayed. because they’re best friends. they promised to be there for each other, to get out of this hellhole house together. how could she leave him behind? how is he supposed to make it without her, who is he going to have on his side? william loves her and wants her to be happy but he doesn’t want her to leave.

so in turn—because rikki is a) an avoidant little bitch who would rather masterfully evade conflict than try to have an opinion and b) doesn’t want her brother to hate her forever and not speak to her ever again—in turn, rikki, as always, as second nature, lies. i mean, it’s her dream, it’s something she’s been working towards for years, but she’ll stay. she’ll leave it behind. it makes perfect logical sense to her—best of both worlds: she doesn’t spend the last summer at home with her brother resenting her, and she still gets to actually go to university. it is basically flawless.

all up until, you know, the day comes where she actually has to move out and go to university. and william inevitably finds out that she lied to him. and they fight. it’s not good. it’s not happy. they end up separating on really bad terms, and not talking for the next 7 years because william runs away from home pretty much soon after rikki leaves (it’s not shown in the animatic but he does go MIA, rikki visits home once on holiday to find that her brother is just Gone, no one knows where he is, her parents couldnt give less of a shit, not great all around!!!) then rikki ends up graduating and looking for an easy first job, just to kind of set her foot in Job World.

unfortunately, it is also the exact same easy, convenient job that her brother ends up picking. hoo, boy. long time no see.

[ukegenius]

up at 6 am thinking about agere stan twins

up at 6 am thinking abt doodling scenarios with agere stan twins

sigh they mean the world to me i can cope with impending doom however i want and i will cope by thinkin about 60+ year old men age regressing because i love that rep and i love agere headcanons

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — local legend.

In which the youth of Hill Valley debate a thirty-year-old music industry conspiracy theory about their very own hometown hero.

[loveisnotfinite]

Best from twitter part 2 or better said every post I come across cause they are all epic.

Their souls have clearly been married for a thousand years already

And just some random stuff popping at me…

[rubberduckyrye]

You guys ever think about the tragedy that is Junko Enoshima? That she wasn't a sadistic girl seeking out to hurt others for sadistic glee?

Because everything Junko did was her trying to emotionally abuse herself? That she wanting to feel something so badly that she hurt the people she loved most, and even brought about ruin to the world, simply to destroy herself with it?

[harpywritesfic]

I hate my twin rn. I made her mac and cheese at midnight and we got to talking. She tells me she sent a girl a meme saying “I NEED TO SUCK MAD TITTIES RN OR I’LL DIE” and the girl sent a picture of her titties back. They weren’t even flirting. Just friends. I wish she was lying but she showed me the texts. 10/10 titties in case you’re wondering.

I told her that reminds me of when my hs bestie sent me a meme saying ‘put on the cat ears’ and I sent back a picture of all my cat ears and said ‘which pair’ and my twin called me a bottom. EXCUSE ME. she knows full well I am not. Or as well as she can.

I am fixing this injustice by telling you all my twin is more of a bottom than I am. Much more. Thank you and goodnight.

[moeblob]

I like the fact Tremaine's designated color is pink while Germaine's is maroon because if I draw them together it looks so bright and happy but they're in a dying world and both commit crimes many times a week just to survive. But hey, whatever.

If love is how they die, it beats starvation or injury! So letting them be codependent is like a treat almost.

[10hourshift]

Freddy and Fred: the sillies of all time

(and a pain in the ass to make something for them)

Weird story ahead, kind of

First things first, Fred is a Zoroak, he especially is a Zoroak who wanted to be human and had been learning how to "human", like learning to talk correctly, to read, and other stuff. He uses his illusions to "blend in" and, technically him and his pokemon are Freddy's.

Freddy is kind of an accomplice to Fred, but kind of in the way that he somehow got himself in that situation. Even though he was on board with helping Fred at the beginning, the amount of trouble that he goes through to help him has made him a bit paranoid and overprotective of Fred.

Outside of that, Freddy was already a weird guy from the beginning. Having the ability to talk to and perfectly understand pokemon. He always felt a stronger connection to them than other humans (he even at some point had wished to become a pokemon). He helped Fred because his dreams were similar to his, though now admits that they may be a bigger issue than expected.

Finally pokemon meanings:

Freddy:

Tediursa: cute bear, I grabbed it's colors to make Freddy's color scheme.

Clefable: matches with Gengar

Zoroak: Fred

Grandbull: kinda matches with Zoroak. Also, this pkmn is really timid despite it's scary looks, I think it fits Freddy's personality contrast to Fred's (also a strange way for me to decide Freddy is trans ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

Fred: (he only gets two bc he's a pkmn himself)

Gengar: match with Clefairy, and the fit of his sneaky personality

Pancham: match with tediursa, also to make clear the contrast in personality.

[tomatoluvr69]

Sure I’m glad (mostly) that YA is the booming juggernaut it is today because it’s cool that 14 year olds can have stories for them. Sure. More books is always better. That’s fun— thoughts on book influencer culture and grown-ups and literature as soulless and ever-churning product aside. It’s cool to walk into any tiny neighborhood library branch and see a dedicated space for teenagers. When I was a young teenager there were a couple of small shelves in between adult audiobooks and the biographical section where you walked in and your choices were either Twilight, Eragon, or some candy-pink Sex And The City-lite dishy little book like the one that has got some reason come rushing unbidden to the forefront of my memory this morning called “Vegan Virgin Valentine” which I never wound up reading but was always compelled by through a mixture of intrigue and condescension. The YA landscape pre-Hunger Games mania was like…here’s a super scandalous book about anorexia or teen pregnancy written in verse. Or a pandering Book For Boys about combat or fart humor. Or a twilight knock-off about a girl who has sex with a ghost. So while any glimpse of the bloated realm of teen publishing makes me feel exhausted on account of the feverish adult fans who populate it it’s probably full of important stories for teenagers. But like truly Kids These Days have no idea what it’s like to have your only option be called “The Earth, My Butt, And Other Big Round Things” (real) or “Everlost: Soulfyre Book 3” (fabricated poorly for effect)

[simstoryu]

sunday family dinner

💡 throw at least 5 dinner parties (1/5)