#dead sibling tw

[beforelunacy]

Waitress at a diner I’ve never been to before: how many are you waiting for?

Me: three!

Waitress: wait- I’ve waited on you guys before, haven’t I?

Me: no ma’am, I’ve never been here before.

Waitress: huh, it’s like you have a twin living down here!

Me, who has a dead twin sister, physically restraining myself from saying ‘I sure hope not, she’s dead and three counties away!’

#trauma #trauma jokes #dead twin #dead sibling tw

[artharakka]

Beautiful, But Broken

#bg3 #tiefling #tw blood #c: Viivi #so I redid my bg3 character because I wasn't feeling durge that much. So now my sibling does durge and I regular tav Viivi #(changed her to tiefling for funs) #at least I meant to do regular tav but uhhhhh things have gone very unfortunately very fast #anyway. Viivi is an artist; she does painting sculpting poetry and some prose. Experimenting with this and that #unfortunately she is deaf which made making connections a bit hard in the fine arts world #fortunately she has a patreon with one very generous patron (she's fey warlock)✨ who has bestowed some gifts of charms for her #which have opened doors of many art galleries #She's not a fighter so although she is confident in her own lane she is also very aware of her mortality #so she avoided any fights she could #which might have saved her but also got her into the mess of her lifetime #you see she couldn't fight the entire goblin camp and their leaders. She would've just not survived that. So she convinced them #that she is a True Soul. She is good at convincing people. It worked. They thought she is on their side. Good #Halsin also though Viivi was on their side. Halsin attacked Viivi's party. Now Halsin is dead. #So Viivi and her group were still alone deep within enemy fort. Viivi made new plans. She frees the prisoner who says he will warn the grov #Good thinks Viivi now they know to flee. I will go to Minthara and tell we got the information from prisoner of the grove location #she will trust us and we walk off #when we get back to grove they have not fled and Minthara is at the gates #Minthara wants Viivi to sound the horn. Zevlor wants Viivi to sound the horn. Viivi asks Zevlor to please tell this plan in detail. #Zevlor says just blow the horn already. Viivi does that. Minthara thanks Viivi for leaving the gate open as planned #Zevlor does not thank Viivi for that. Viivi is confused as she did not leave the gate open. (for real the damn gate was left open) #So I did a Massacre. #now Karlach is gone Wyll is dead. Lae'zel is also dead #but apparently Minthara is ready to be very loving and sincere with Viivi. The most helpful person she has met in very long time. #Viivi might love her #so that is how she's doing.

[flymmsy]

(flag: pregnancy, angst)

Durge who was pregnant with Gortash’s child pre-tadpole.

Durge who didn’t realize until just before the crowning of the brain. They’re terrified of what this means and how it defies Bhaal, but also (to their own personal horror) they are…happy?

Durge who smothers it all down and tells themself they’ll decide how to deal with this after the crowning because they cannot be distracted during the raid. But, of course, their mind is reeling.

Gortash who senses something is off as they are preparing for the raid. He’s snappier than usual because so much is riding on this, and a part of Durge desperately wants to tell him but knows it isn’t the right time.

Durge who is surprised to see ‘Gortash’ during the raid when they knew he should be taking a different corridor.

‘Gortash’ who gets attacked by a mind flayer in front of Durge.

Durge who saves ‘Gortash’ and is overwhelmed with a burst of emotion. Against their better judgment, Durge blurts out that they’re pregnant.

‘Gortash’ who is, of course, Orin, having a thousand thoughts race through her mind all at once.

Orin who did not actually intend to kill Durge in that moment, who was really just trying to mess with them by turning into Gortash. But now, faced with this revelation, her mind spins. It is the ultimate betrayal of Bhaal- the creation of life instead of the destruction of it. The one exception to that rule was to create more Bhaalspawn - but this child would be of Bane. It is unforgivable.

Orin who only realizes what she is doing halfway through tearing Durge apart.

Gortash who never knew about his child.

#durgetash (flymmsy's version) #tempted to write this full length paired with a saucy breeding kink beginning what a rollercoaster #also I think this explains why Orin scrambles as Chosen #because her betrayal of Durge was more spur of the moment #no time to think things through #I imagine Orin ensures the baby would not be a problem #even after Durge is dead #enver gortash #durgetash #orin the red #durge #the dark urge #bg3 #bg3 headcanons #tw: pregnancy #flymmsy sibling relationships

[punkeropercyjackson]

When a Batfam stan ages up to date and sexualize Damian using his arab heritage as fuel,they should be kicked down an entire flight of stairs

#yeah idc about y'all you're p*dos with orientalism and i'm an eldest sibling of color it's called having a backbone #damian wayne #pro damian wayne #damian wayne defense squad #trans damian wayne #nonbinary damian wayne #autistic damian wayne #batfam #all new teen titans #dead sidekicks force #racism cw #adultification tw #cp cw #anti asian racism #islamophobia #anti batcest #antidamijon #antidpxdc #antidamirae #damimaps #damicolin #💌 #summerposting

[anywaythewindblows19]

As a sole surviving sibling, he’ll always be my brother but I’m not a sister anymore

#grief #sibling loss #dealing with grief #tw grief #personal #my brother is dead

[tangledinink]

no one else appreciates me and my sister's sense of humor????

#i should have a dead brother tag #death #personal #tw death #tw car accident #tw sibling death #txt posts #its fucking funny #we're funny #this is all we do when we're together #is make terrible jokes abt our dead family members #and no one appreciates us?????? wow

[someobscurereference]

fate bad end where laslow dies is like. your name is Leo and your lover just shut the fuck down. Outwardly he's still wild and loud but it's very noticeable that what little of himself he offered to you is no longer here. He shies away from your touch. His tongue no longer weaves a single truth. You should know him better than anyone else in this world but he's purposely shutting you out. You never really knew Laslow, but when he died you think Odin died with him.

(referencing this post)

Leo would probably take a long time to notice this because his brother and sister have also just died tragically and his only other family left has refused the crown, forcing him to take the throne that never should have been his. So Odin pulling away at first makes sense or wouldn't even be noticed. Or Odin would be there, physically, and Leo wouldn't notice the emotional distance or the things he is hiding until he has begun to slowly come back to himself. Which is already much too late.

#leodin #fe14 #same for camilla and selena #camilla would be alternating between sobbing and destroying dummies so much during this time #and the agonizing decision to have to pass the crown to leo #that severa would be there comforting her #and if the things she's saying seem distant and empty? well that's how camilla feels anyway #so it makes sense #yeah xander's retainers are dead but XANDER and ELISE are both dead so that's the focus #both for the siblings and for the kingdom #and if sometimes odin and selena just stand near each other and don't say anything for a long time #but hold hands or look at flowers that remind them of their dead friend #and consider each other the only pieces of home they have left #well who is to say #my text #asks #death tw #character death tw

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

Dead Beauty AU (Chapter 5)

Yeah I just wanna post it here too.

Oh and Maeve and Malvina are Flower's, @tiredflowercrown

When Harry exits the Hell Hall his feet are too heavy and his mind is swimming in all the wrong directions: Ivy’s fault, naturally. The mix of alcohol and whatever poison she gave him.

He swallows heavily and bangs his hook to the metal gate, just because he fucking can. He hopes that bitch is suffering as much as he is.

And holy hell, is he suffering: the metal clang just about threatens to split his skull open.

He just hopes dear Ivy heard it too.

On completely unrelated note, he really would like to know how she got Claudine fucking Frollo, please and thank you. That girl has problems, alright, and he’s the one saying it.

Y’know, maybe she decided if she’s going to hell, she might as well go with a blast, and Harry can approve of that.

If he had his flask, he’d drink to that sentiment, even.

More importantly, he still wants his haircut.

Alas, he just starts walking towards the Tremaines – hey, it’s closer, and he doesn’t exactly fancy arguing with his older sister about his methods of delivering demands, thank you. Besides, Harriet is just a fucking hypocrite.

He’s pretty sure she slept with Diego the last time she was vaguely in the vicinity of Hell Hall.

Harry smirks at that.

He drags his feet as he sneers into the shadows, twists his wrist around to stretch it – the light twirls on his hook – cranes his neck around to stretch it too.

Curiously, that seems to send a street rat or two running.

This is fine.

It shouldn’t be too long to the Tremaines now, but he could just swear the bloody streets keep stretching under his feet. He kicks on something at the ground, mutters curses under his breath. And if he loses his balance for just a moment after that, well, who cares?

Two children run by him and he sneers at them to mind their way; his vision goes blank for a moment.

Tremaines’ is right there.

He collapses at the nearest chair.

He breaks open the door, swatting his hook at the irritating decoration above it. He doesn’t manage to tear it down. Shame.

It is an eyesore.

He’d say he hopes Anthony went out already, but frankly, he doesn’t care enough.

„Dulcia, darling!“ he calls out, „You promised me the haircut?“

„Oh, I don’t care,“ he lifts his hand to make a dismissive gesture and lets it fall when he discovers how heavy it is, „Just do your worst. I want Harriet to know I’ve been there.“

She appears behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder and sighing: „Whatever is wrong with you, Hook – my dear cousin is right there, and his mood didn’t get any better.“

She tugs at his hair rather harshly, which he registers mostly because he’s looking in the mirror.

„Also, what the hell do you want me to do with this?“

Dulcia laughs: „Why, that almost sounds like a dare–“

Harry discovers his lips are too numb to form an answer; he barely manages a crooked smirk, twisted more by the cracked mirror. His face feels weird.

Dulcia tugs at his hair again, turning his head from side to side to examine her canvas, and his whole body locks in a horrible spasm. He can’t jerk away or even breathe– his chest starts to hurt.

He watches his lips turn blue – watches Dulcia notice his stiffness and his expression – and curses Ivy. She wasn’t stingy with the dose, that’s for sure–

He manages to draw in a breath, his muscles relax a bit.

„What the hell was that?!“ asks Dulcia.

„So you’re faking choking to death for fun?“

„Quiet!“

She is simply too loud, her voice too high – Harry remembers his manners again and says: „Oh, nothing to worry about.“

„Oh no, that’d be the poison Ivy gave me.“

„Oh, you moron,“ Dulcia’s voice turns soft, placating, „You played Russian Roulette with her?“

Harry hums in response.

„Did you win or lose?“

„…Yes.“

This is starting to get majorly annoying, thank you for asking.

Dulcia deals him a gentle slap over the back of his head.

„Fucker,“ she says, and his body spasms again.

Oh, and it seems the ruckus finally dragged Lord Tremaine over. How lovely.

„What’s he doing there?“ Tremaine asks, as if it wasn’t clear – he came for the haircut. Duh. He told him already.

„Dulcia, why is he choking to death in our salon?“

„Choking to death, obviously,“ answers Dulcia, sounding insultingly uninterested.

Harry would argue, but, y’know. He still can’t breathe.

Well… Why not?

It’s not like Ivy would share the antidote or anything.

Choking is fine, but that humiliation would probably kill him.

Harry watches Dulcia shrug her shoulders delicately, and, yeah. He’s reasonably sure that if he dies in there, she plans to use his head as a training dummy for the little ones.

Which is absolutely unacceptable, by the way.

He breathes in again – fucking finally – and immediately spits at Anthony: „None of your fucking business, Tremaine!“

„My salon, my business,“ he answers, voice stone-cold.

„Dulcia, take this moron to the Mims right now,“ says Anthony, „If he dies at our salon, Harriet will never speak with me again.“

„My life, my business,“ mocks Harry back, turning around to look at the marginally more agreeable cousin, „Dulcia, about the ha–“

The movement makes his muscles lock up painfully again, which is starting to get really fucking repetitive.

„That’d be a pity for sure,“ agrees Dulcia in her overly sweet voice.

Harry manages to catch his breath again: „My sister’s too good for you anyway,“ he says. He just smirks when Anthony attempts to kill him with a glare.

Really, it’s almost admirable how much contempt Tremaine packs up into one word. Just a shame Harry isn’t exactly in the shape to break his nose, right now.

„Dulcia, to the Mims, now. Before I can think the better of it. You are also welcome to just dumb him behind the corner though,“ Anthony raises his voice, which makes Harry snarl at him. What is it with the Tremaines and yelling all over today?

„Angelica, Desdemona, Deborah, go help Dulcia with him!“

„I can take care of myself, thank you,“ he says instead, pushing himself off the seat, and almost immediately collapsing forward into his reflection. Well, fuck.

„Well, good fucking luck with that,“ says Harry, letting the Tremaine harpies drag him away.

„Clearly, you can’t,“ drawls Anthony, and Dulcia grabs Harry’s shoulder, drawing her sharp, carefully manicured nails deep into his skin.

„Now go. I do not wish to deal with your sister in a worse mood than she is now.“

As he passes under the door, he finally manages to tear down the horrid glockenspiel, to his satisfaction and indigent cry of one of the girls, which doesn’t seem like his problem.

Like, at all. That thing has been causing him headaches for months.

Now, Maddy being her usual bitchy self?

That does seem like his problem.

„Absolutely not–“ the demon-witch-whatever cries out, pointing at the list of rules scribbled on the wall with something that’s probably human blood, „You know the rules! No first aid! Your overdoses are not my problem! Your relationships problems should stay your relationships problems!“

Harry sways in the place as the younger Tremaine girls back away from darling Maddy, and Dulcia steps forward a single step, once again speaking in that placating voice of hers: „C’mon, Maddy, who said what about first aid? Just give him the antidote.“

„That’s what first aid is–“ grumbles Maddy.

„I don’t need an antidote,“ chimes up Harry, catching his balance on a nearby shelf, which makes Maddy look like she wants to bite his arm off. Sweet. Maybe he’d finally get actual hook like that.

„I want my hair done, Dulcia.“

…Yeah, no. Maybe, just maybe, he’s not so fine, Harry thinks as he painfully struggles for breath.

„See?“ Maddy gestures at him; he slowly slides to the ground, as his muscles refuse to cooperate again.

„He’s fine. Now get him out of my apothecary.“

„Maddy, be a dear. Just give me the antidote against strychnine. He’s got shit ton of gold on him, you can take it as a payment before he comes to himself.“

Harry would really love to protest that. She can’t take his gold just for a stupid antidote!

However, Maddy looks like she’s considering this: „…How do you know it’s strychnine?“ she asks with some suspition.

„Ivy always uses strychnine.“

That is not a concerning statement at all.

And Maddy doesn’t look too convinced.

Dulcia shoots Harry a look that can’t mean anything else than „You’re so gonna owe me for this,“ and then tells Maddy: „If he dies, Harriet will be out of it and then Ginny will be upset too.“

„I… Suppose I can spare some antidote,“ decides Maddy finally. He didn’t know she cared for Harriet’s witch all that much, but then again, Gothel can make herself likable like nobody’s business. And she is high most of the time, she has to get the stuff somewhere. He supposes it makes sense.

After that, the Tremaine girls leave, and Maddy quickly gets tired of staring at him, instead alternating absentmindedly playing with one of her dolls, yelling at one of her cousins in a language that makes the hair at the back of Harry’s neck stand, and preventing some mangy kid from randomly tasting the shit on the shelves.

He doesn’t fight Maddy when she forces a pill into his mouth in a pause in between spasms, and doesn’t swat away Dulcia’s hand when she offers him water with it.

That should count towards his debt to her, by the way.

The kid keeps singing in the same language.

Harry tries to ignore that and just focus on his breathing and, more importantly, about ways to get back at Ivy. Might that bitch be slowly dissolved in acid while listening to this crazy little Mim kid singing the demons to sleep or whatever.

Said mangy little Mim kid comes over and pokes at his ribs.

„Is he dead yet, Maddy?“

„Don’t know, don’t care. You know how to check.“

Harry does not wish to know how the Mims check if their customers are still breathing or not.

„I’m still alive, kid,“ he tells her, „Shut it.“

„Shame,“ the kid sighs, „Maeve said I get to dissect the next moron that overdoses.“

„Maeve also said you’re not supposed to talk like that in front of the customers, Malvina.“

Harry snaps his teeth at Malvina as she tries to poke at his ribs again.

„If that’s all, ladies,“ he grits in between his teeth as he pushes himself up, „I’ll be on my way.“

Malvina steps away from his as he struggles to regain his balance – he almost falls down as the doors to the Apothecary fly open and CJ greets the shop with a bright smile: „Hiii!“ she says and turns to him, „Freddie said you’d be there, Ettie’s getting snappy again– ooh, can we get some of that candy?“ She points to a shelf of brightly coloured expired candy.

„You lot are not allowed weed,“ notes Maddy dryly.

„Why not?“ asks the little Mim kid; Harry seethes at the sentence.

„Pleeease?“ whines CJ, making big eyes at Maddy and slipping her one of her gold bracelets over the counter. Harry barks out a laugh.

„This never happened,“ says Maddy as tears open one package, stabs her nail through some gummy bears, and gives the mutilated candy to CJ, „And if it gets into your head wrong, don’t fucking come back here.“

„Don’t worry, Maddy,“ answers Harry, grabbing his younger sister’s arm before she gets any more bright ideas, „I’ve had enough of this place for quite some time.“

He leads CJ outside.

„How stabby is Harriet?“ he asks.

CJ swallows one of her gummy bears as she thinks of an answer, carefully storing the other pieces in a napkin in her pocket: „Hmm… Not as much as when I bleached her hair. Kinda about when Frollo wouldn’t stop ringing the bells cos of some celebration or whatever.“

Harriet spent most of that time too drunk to form a coherent sentence, and honestly, Harry doesn’t blame her.

„No, wait! Like when the Hearts twins got the jewelry she wanted at the market the other time!“

„Well, then,“ Harry smiles at his younger sister,„How do you feel about a new haircut, then?“

„Yes!“ she jumps in her place, „Yes! Harriet’s gonna be so pissed!“

Anthony, too, and it’s not like anything interesting is happening at the port now: He seriously doubts Ivy managed to forward their demands to her youngest cousin yet.

#disney descendants #dead beauty au #harry hook #cj hook #anthony tremaine #hook siblings #ivy de vil #dulcia tremaine #tw substance abuse #poisoning #no good coping mechanism in sight okay #take Uma off the Isle and it spirals from there

[madcatdaderpydrawer-blog]

Annnd I drew it :D the first time the beans got scarred! Baby mer night witnessing the massacre and baby mer blacky after the eggs and his mother were taken, the first time he’s truly alone.

Reblogs and comments are appreciated!

#sams au #trapped forever au #mer au #tw blood #tw unethical experimentation #tw dead children #in reference to the shattered egg/former sibling in nights frame

[beforelunacy]

I’m about to do something very stupid but you know what my partner isn’t home so NO ONE CAN STOP ME.

Me: *playing more Dragon Age because why not I want to procrastinate studying*

Cole: “they were meant to be born together. Instead they’re bound by light.”

Me, who lost his twin sister at a young age: god I understand… WAIT-

That line means someone else in Skyhold has the same trauma as me. But we don’t know who. So you know what that means?

SELF INSERT WITH MY VERY SPECIFIC TRAUMA AND ALSO THE ABILITY TO COMMUNICATE WITH HIS DEAD SISTER THROUGH FADE MAGIC LETS GO BITCHES

#dead sibling tw #dead sibling #dead twin tw #twinless twin tw #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #this will probably be super triggering for me #lmfao anyway

[star--nymph]

It’s so important to me that the basis of Eurydice’s and Dorian’s relationship, the core of it, is that they recognized each as abuse children. Eurydice not understanding Dorian’s speech or coping mechanisms until she met his father in the tavern and knew intimately—though maybe not consciously—what this was because she had known it. She knew a father that did not love his child as they were, did not understand them, did not want them, violently tried to change them to fit his preferred mold. That all he wanted was an object, no a son. And she marveled at Dorian’s ability to acknowledge it and refuse to play into any longer.

Brave. When Eurydice meant Dorian was brave, she meant in a specific way and he knew it. That’s why he paused—because Dorian is smart and perceive in a way she isn’t and he doesn’t need that many clues to know how they were bonded.

and yet for all that Eurydice curled around him like a protective older sibling, offered him the elven name of ‘brother’ and stood vigilant over him.

and later that night when they were drunk and Eurydice spoke the things her father had done to her and then begging Dorian not to say it, not to make it real because she would not—could not— hear that her father did not love her (that she wasn’t ready), he let her have it.

But he kept that secret and watched her, waiting until she was ready—when it was her turn to be break apart and be brave.

#I’m not saying that’s the only thing about them that makes them siblings #Because they’re both social awkward nerds who freak out at ANY emotional connection they do not understand #But I am saying THIS is such a connecting tissue #Hurt sees hurt and wanting to grow past it together #Eurydice Lavellan #Dorian Pavus #Writing #Abuse tw #I think the violently changing them is what really gets me #Because even though Lycus has no magic he used his own methods to change her #I think if he had the choice he would have used blood magic too #I’m so careful about Eury’s abuse because I don’t want her to be saved in her narrative but I want her cared for and supported #Like realistically if the inquisition knew he’d be dead but what would that do for Eury #who can barely contend with the truth #it’s why Dorian IS so important because he did it on his terms and he’s still going! #Also they both seem to have neglect mothers too

[aquariumgirls]

hey does anyone wanna hear about my pancake leo au.

#tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt au #rottmnt au #dead leo au #onryo leo au #pancake leo au #leonardo hamato #raphael hamato #donatello hamato #michelangelo hamato #tw sibling death #death #writing #postings

[mediumsizedpidegon]

i think yuzu deserves a little murder. as a treat.

#bleach #kurosaki yuzu #this is about isshin: the man who decided that the best way to “teach” his son was to hit him when he least expected it. #I know bleach intends it to be funny slapstick but it really really isn't. isshin starts hitting his kid when he's NINE YEARS OLD. #and isshin is hitting ichigo as hard as he can. he's kicking him awake. this is not an environment a child can SURVIVE in much less an adul #it only takes one mistake for ichigo to get hurt irreparably. how many times has ichigo fallen over and hit his head? Got a concussion? #sprained or broken his bones? there is no world in which ichigo and his sisters who are WATCHING and unable to stop this #feel safe in isshin's house or with isshin. #the moment that isshin first hits ichigo is the moment that all three of them are orphaned. that's the moment where their father dies #and ichigo is the one who picks up the slack. he's the one who parents his siblings. Masaki dying destroys ichigo's childhood but #the first time isshin hits him is the moment that ichigo the child dies. #and imagine you're yuzu. you're yuzu who can't remember your mother and the word 'parent' makes you think of your older brother #and there's a man in your house. he's loud. he laughs a lot. and he hits your brother-parent without his smile budging an inch. #you can't remember your father but this is not him. he's dead. he died years ago. #There's a man in your house. And he's killing your brother. One day he's going to actually kill him. #so you have a choice: your brother or the man in your house. #it is a very easy choice #tw abuse #my posts

[bearhalsin]

I just have to make it through one more Christmas dinner and I'll be done with them. I won't have to deal with my family again. Just One More.

#my dad actually forgot to invite me and my siblings to Christmas bc he forgot my mom died. she's been dead for two years. #I hate Christmas #my mom was a Druidic Catholic so I grew up celebrating both Yule/solstice and Christmas and I cannot stand Christmas #tw vent #personal vent #vent #family issues

[anywaythewindblows19]

Nothing could prepare me for how isolating and lonely losing a sibling is . While everyone asks about my parents and grandma, I'm the one dealing with the police, coroner, and morgue. I’m the one who had to tell my mom he went through the windshield. Holding it together until I’m alone is exhausting.

#grief #loneliness #sibling loss #dealing with grief #tw grief #my brother is dead #personal

[becrystalamazed]

Scientist. Survivor. Silly. Sister.

Thinking about Alys Hunter again, so I put some of my favourite gifs of her together as tribute. A mix of Itopia series 1 and 2 with a bonus Prosiect Z.

#Her <3 #alys hunter #Itopia #Prosiect Z #gifset #tw zombies #You can prize Mari and Alys having a sibling relationship out of my cold dead hands. #The way I talk about this show you’d almost forget it’s about zombies. And also Welsh.