#the siblings!!!!

[good-beanswrites]

@gunsli-01 AHH thank you so much for the request -- this was such an interesting one!! Sorry it took me forever to settle on something I liked asdfsdfsd, I absolutely loved the specific combination of those timelines and really wanted to touch on everything! This is set sometime in T2 👍I hope you're doing well too, thank you so much :D

“We do not wish to be around anybody,” Amane’s voice announced. Sound carried easily through the echoing prison: Mikoto heard her leave the dining hall and make her way to the common area. She narrowed her eyes when she saw him shuffling some cards in the corner, but settled beside him regardless. 

“Oi, does that make me nobody, then?” It seemed everyone these days had something to say about who he was and who he wasn’t. Still, he smirked at her. He was glad she was comfortable enough to sit here. The others had seemed to flinch away from him lately, even though he’d done nothing to make them afraid.

“You are different from the others,” she said. “You do not treat me as a child.”

Mikoto kept the surprise from showing on his face. He certainly did. Sure, he didn’t talk to her like some little thing to be coddled, but he acted with her in the exact same way he acted with his kid sister. Well, if Amane was content, he wouldn’t worry too much. Sometimes it’s best not to tell someone the truth if they’re already happy with their view. 

He was going to deal her into his card game, but she retrieved a stash of books she kept beside the chairs. “Ah, more studying? You don’t get tired of all that?”

“You’re an adult. You know that things like this must be taken very seriously.”

“Nope! Being an adult means you know when to take things seriously and when to slack off. Some things are important to treat seriously, and some things are important to have a little fun with.”

He dealt the cards for a solitary game, mindlessly slapping down some piles. He had nearly lost himself in thought when she spoke up again, this time very hesitantly.  

“Mikoto.”

He glanced over. 

She kept her eyes lowered. Though trying to appear dignified, Mikoto could see the embarrassment in her expression. “Is this spelled correctly?”

He leaned close, seeing her notes on biology and health. He tried to hide his surprise – the word wasn’t all that difficult to write out for someone who spoke like Amane. Then again, that was just what she wanted everyone to believe.

“I can’t find it in this book, I remember reading it somewhere else. I just… I wanted…”

He flashed a grin. “Ah, no problem! You’re really close – it’s like this…” He started spelling out the characters for her, throwing in a few completely random ones. 

Halfway through writing, she whipped her head up to him. “Do not tease me!”

He put on his biggest, most innocent eyes. “Hah? What are you talking about?” He continued spelling, even more wildly ridiculous than the first time. 

“Forget I even asked.” She hurried to grab her stubby eraser to start over. 

He laughed, snatching her pencil while she was occupied. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s like this.” He wrote it out for her. He pointed to another spot on her page that had caught his eye. “Ah, did you know the fun trick with this word?”

“Trick…?”

Mikoto wracked his brain for the exact details. He used to do this all the time when he was Amane’s age. She watched eagerly as he added a few lines to the page. 

“Tada!”

Her face scrunched up. “You just drew a cat.”

“Y-yeah, but I used the word to do it, see? That part makes his ears, and this the tail! Isn’t that fun?”

“You’ve ruined my notes once again.”

“Ruined?” He feigned offense. “This was the very skill that earned me my artist’s reputation in school! This little guy is the whole reason I’m a designer!”

She narrowed her eyes, trying to appear like she didn’t believe a word that he said while simultaneously studying him to see if she should believe a word he said. 

“Isn’t it impressive?”

Amane turned her withering stare to the little cat. “He doesn’t have any whiskers.”

Mikoto blinked. “I… guess he doesn’t.”

She reached over and grabbed the pencil from him. She started drawing them on herself. “Most cats have 24 whiskers, though of course it would be silly to draw so many.”

“Of course.”

“Some cats do have more. They are always symmetrical, so there’s always an even number. They’ll grow back if they fall out.”

Mikoto watched her face as she worked. At first he thought this was her attempt at saving her pride – she’d rattle off some animal facts and sound mature once more. But he saw that her attention was far more focused on the page than putting up an act.

“Does it hurt when they fall out?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

Her eyes glimmered. “No, it doesn’t! But they still don’t like when their whiskers are damaged. It’s what they use to see the world. They’re full of nerves. They communicate to the brain to tell them about the world.”

“Oooh, really?”

“Yes. They’re like a bug’s antennae. Or… maybe not. But a little like that. So it’s disorienting if they’re damaged.”

“I see! Hmm… that must be nice to have…maybe I should grow out my stubble like Kazui and get some whiskers of my own.” Mikoto spread his hands around his nose, mimicking them. He wiggled his fingers. He was prepared for her unamused expression, this time. 

“Humans can’t have them,” she huffed. “Regular hair doesn’t have nerves in it. It can’t feel anything.”

“We don’t know that,” he continued flaunting his new whiskers. “I think we should ask Kazui… or maybe Fuuta,” he said as the boy entered the room. He leaned close to Amane for a theatrically loud whisper. “Sometimes he looks like a cat to me. One of those really stupid orange ones.”

He didn’t have a chance to see her reaction, as Fuuta was up in his face within seconds. 

“The fuck are you saying about me?”

Mikoto spoke out of the corner of his mouth to Amane. “I hope he’s not the kind that bites…”

“All cats bite,” she told him. 

Fuuta looked between the two of them, his face red. “Just what are you trying to pull?” 

“What do you mean?”

“You’re really good with her,” he spat it like an insult. “You’ve got your little nicknames and your little jokes – but I’ve seen you otherwise. You care too much about work and rules to be so carefree. What do you gain by pretending to be a fun guy?”

Mikoto placed his palms over his own chest in a silly show of shock. “I am a fun guy!”

“Like hell you are. You’ve never once been like that with me, and we’re around the same age and everything. You just hang out with the old geezers instead. It’s like – oi, what’s that face for?” He narrowed his eye at Amane.

She was trying to smother a laugh. Mikoto encouraged her with a smirk of his own. “What is it?”

“Well…” Her eyes flicked nervously from Fuuta. She spoke to Mikoto, still unsure. “If you two never spend time together... Did you know, you need to spend time with cats… it’s called ‘socializing’ them. And if you don’t…”

“They get real mean!” Mikoto tipped his head back and laughed. He nudged Amane excitedly. “Perfect!” 

Fuuta sputtered protests, which only completed the analogy. “I’m serious! What’s with the different treatment?”

Amane lifted her chin. She put on her most instructive voice to tell him, “being an adult means you know that some people are important to treat seriously, and some people are important to have a little fun with.”

Mikoto matched her tone, nodding. “This girl gets it. Why can’t you be more mature like her, eh Fuuta?”

At last, she allowed herself a smile. 

Just as quickly, she turned back to her textbook. “Now, both of you are disturbing us while we study! Leave us be.” 

Even with her head bent over the page, Mikoto could see she kept on smiling.

[lieutenant-sarcastic]

For Years my brother has been fucking with me by periodically texting me to say Jimmy Carter had finally died. Today the bit has paid off.

The response to my reaction at work was “what do you MEAN ‘for real this time’?????”

I fucking hate it here I’m crying

[prxnce07]

Eyeliner ♦️

[atinymexicanbird]

Ark siblings in all universes 🪐

[smallpwbbles]

On my Ark siblings nonsense, giving them peak sibling interaction from Lilo and stitch

[blahaj-blazt]

18 and 23 by the way

[parientou]

big brother duties are never over

[mori3322]

why dis look

[almondpiglet]

ppl were drawing mikus from all over so heres habesha miku and her lil twin sibs rin and len!!

[nitewrighter]

Couple + Sibling/relative third wheel is honestly an S-tier trio dynamic and I wish we saw more of this in media.

"You are my soulmate. We are forged together by battle and tears and love. Also my brother's coming along."

"Yo."

[mellofi]

there's this fucking tik tok that i keep seeing and it's one of those "meet the friend group" shitty thirst traps and it's 6 dudes right and you got the punk boy (okay fine whatever ) and the elegant boy (what would we do without him) and then there's the fucking ventriloquist and the video just continues on to the college boy and the nerd boy (why are these two different boys?) but i'm still caught off guard by the fucking ventriloquist like this dude just straight up has a muppet of himself and he's not even like doing a ventriloquist thing he just has it and is lip syncing to the song and he has the muppet and that's him he's the ventriloquist that's his thing. there was nothing else for him to be he's just the ventriloquist of the friend group. i cannot stop thinking about this. The Ventriloquist.

[demaparbat-hp]

Arsonist's Lullaby

[malinastharlock]

Dungeon Meshi x Edmund Blair Leighton

Art by: felixoesinghaus

[sleepy-cone]

Broke: The batfam separates Tim and Damian to stop them from fighting each other.

Woke: The batfam separates Tim and Damian because they both encourage the others' absurd logic to justify feral behavior.

...

Tim: "See when I can focus directly on a case with no interruptions, my success rate goes up exponentially." (Hasn't slept in 56 hrs.)

Damian: "Statistics don't lie"

Tim: "Statistics don't lie"

...

Damian: "When I adopt more animals, it makes me happy, and if I'm happy, I work better with a team."

Tim: "And you help an animal that needs a home."

Damian: "EXACTLY!"

Tim: "If anything, its irresponsible to let them roam the streets as strays."

Damian: "That's what I said!"

...

Tim: "So one of the executives of this firm has been stealing some stuff, but unfortunately, he also has the resources and status to get him off the hook with a light sentence. Which sucks."

Damian: "What if you add a more serious crime to up the charges?"

Tim: "...That is GENIUS! I have dozens of cold cases that I've solved, but the culprits have already died! Im sure one of them could easily pass as him! "

Damian: "I can help if you need any evidence planted."

Tim: "Sure thing! I'll let you know when i find the right felony to give him!"

...

Dick: "At least they're having fun and getting along?"

Bruce: "This is not better. Stop trying to pretend this is better."

[lialocke]

The longer thing I’m working on is taking a while so here’s a thing that took like barely any time.

Also did I subconsciously steal this joke from somewhere? It felt too easy, like I didn’t earn it.