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emprcaesar · 7 months
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arya and sansa’s relationship means so much to me
they are such an accurate portrayal of a sister bond
like they fight a lot to the point that they hate each other but their love goes beyond that. when i was younger me and my older sister hated each other (we have the same age difference as arya and sansa) like we would get into physical fights but now she means the world to me. and at that time she did too but i just was too young to understand the profound love i had/have for her. arya and sansa love each other so much they hate each other. THATS an accurate portrayal of sisters.
i also just feel really connected to sansa and arya because i was literally arya as a child and my sister was sansa. like it’s freaky. i hope they reunite and become this insane duo that kicks ass in the north.
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art credit: @icesalamander
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vamprisms · 8 months
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i feel like in the war against homophobia we don't utilise the righteous anger of straight sisters of dykes and gay boys enough
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moosieart · 3 months
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Shout out to my sister who took the Xbox away from me so I would actually write the chapters for my fic this week.
I re-downloaded Gotham Knights to start my Tim play through and have been playing that instead of working on my cryptid!BatFam fic.
This week's chapters are dedicated to her.
(Silent Hearts and Silent Knights)
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moonflower-pies · 4 months
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A Kirby keychain my sister gave me 💜
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It’s very cute, and I like how Kirby rides on the gel inside no matter how you turn it around
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Spot: If you try to take my hash brown, I will punch your pancakes!
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fianne-0123 · 3 months
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My sisters do not look at me as much as I look at them.
She thinks that I am my mother’s favorite but they are each other’s favorite and I have nobody if not my mother. But my mother does not listen to me, so in reality, I truly have nobody.
My elder sister will not know how I make my fried rice. She will not know about my 6th grade unrequited love, about my favorite authors, and my talents. She will not know.
But I will know her like the back of my hand; I know how she loves watching true crime, I know how much she adores dogs and how particular she is about her stuff and I will take all of this to the grave.
(I do not want to, I think, but I feel more than that.)
I know how she’s still hungry after, in a fight with mother, she says she isn’t. 
I know she is so I will stay behind and eat a little bit slower. I’ll whisper to mom hushedly, “I’ll wipe the table and wash the dishes” to get her off my back, even if I don’t want to, but because I want my sister to eat.
I see her and she doesn’t see me. Or, she does see me but she doesn’t understand me. She looks at me like I’m darkness looming through her and she looks at me like I’ve somehow ruined her life and I don’t know what I’ve done. 
I haven’t done anything but it’s almost like I’ve died in my mother’s womb, and I am now just a ghost haunting them for when I speak they respond but their arms dig past my heart and instead of feeling through me, they feel past me.
I’m here and they’re choosing to ignore me.
I’m here and it’s like I’ve never been. 
I stand on my right foot and contort my body into a woman when I am barely a teenager, and I would do so again and again just for her to see me.
I would tear my body in half for her to see me for me.
I am afraid that she will only do so when my body has long decomposed in its casket and she receives my folder of files just like this one, detailing how I’ve felt.
Shivers may pass through her veins, and instead of satisfaction, she will feel guilt. She will feel rotten and disgusting. I do not want that.
I am torn into bits and pieces and my lungs have been removed and yet I am still breathing and I am already inexplicably dead when I feel shame for dying out of guilt for living.
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leviscolwill · 3 months
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heliosinwater · 5 months
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my sister who was always distant but never absent.
my sister who took me to the dollar store after a bad day and bought us rocket pops that we had to eat in the driveway to avoid getting in trouble with our mom.
my sister who bore the weight of everything to protect me.
my sister who picked me up from school when no one else wanted to.
my sister that calmed me down when our parents fought.
my sister who was scared to be close to me in case she lost me.
my sister who holds my hand when i’m scared.
my sister who makes me meals when no one’s home.
my sister who is angry at my pain and does what she can to fix it.
my sister who doesn’t know what happened when she wasn’t home.
my sister who loves me more than anything in the world but is afraid to say it.
my sister who i know will have to leave me behind but stays as long as she can.
my sister that i insult and act indifferent towards because i hold the same fears she does.
my sister that will always love more than she should.
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captainjackscoat · 19 days
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i love my sister
She found out I'm trans, she doesn't fully understand it (she's 10 and our mum is transphobic), but she knows my name has been changed with my friends.
Her way of showing she's ok with it was to make me a ts friendship bracelet with an M on it (the initial of my deadname) and the colours of Midnights. She gave it to me and said "look, it's midnights colours, and it's an m so mummy will think it's your name but actually it's Midnights bc you're more swiftie than you are [deadname]"
From a 10 year old raised by a transphobe, that's fucking beautiful and i love her so much
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solisnskullz · 9 months
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when trixie mattel said “tell me little dear, if you only lived here did you really ever live at all? ‘cause you’d be amazed in the summer, how the days of the spring turn into fall. Just listen to your brother you can run in the cover of the night sky when it falls. I know that you think that you’re growing but you’re just tall.” and when lyra wren said “being sisters means you'll peel the rinds of your oranges and while the smell of citrus saturates the air, you'll find yourself handing over half for an equal share because being siblings is willingly going half hungry to share in life's sweetness.” and when claire from fleabag said “the only person i’d run through an airport for is you.” and when teagan and sara said “hey, i’m just like you, a little messed up and blue, hey, i’m just like you, not sure what the fuck i’m to do.” and when….
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the-mushroom-faerie · 9 months
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I got my sister into stargate by simply Refusing To Stop Talking About It. we watched the first SG-1 episode together and she's going to watch some by herself.
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illegallyinsane · 3 months
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Im going to cri
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cloudy-encanto · 1 year
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Happy holidays everybody! 💕✨ wishing you all much joy for 2023
So grateful to my beautiful sister who made Pepa for me 🥹🌈💛🧡 I love her
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orangelovesyou · 4 months
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GUESS WHO GOT HEARTSTEEL EZREAL 4 CHIRSTMAS AND A PENTAKILL!&!&!&&!*!!!! AHWVAJWBAIWI+^^!^@^!^!^!^!
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shrimpscrawling · 5 months
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Love seeing old photos of my mum and her mum and so on. Like omg that’s where my nose comes from, and that’s where my chin comes from, and there: the slope in my shoulders. Then, somewhere distant, is where my sister and I get our cheekbones. And somewhere else, further back, is where my nieces will get the pink in their cheeks from
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zpxz · 4 months
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Guys I was crying because my aunt was putting a whole lot of pressure of me.
Props to my lil sis for standing up for me, Ilhsm. 💗
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