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Leave Me Reckless
Julieta and Agustín realize just how much of an influence their eldest hija has on their youngest.
Isabela calls it bravery. Julieta and Agustín call it terrifying
Isabela's daredevil tendencies started at a pretty young age. But it was when her parents realized just how much of an influence she had on her youngest sister, little Mirabel, that it became a cause for concern.
Julieta and Agustín Madrigal had three daughter's. And out of the three, there was only one who was docile and timid. Their lovely middle child, Luisa. Always willing to help, never getting herself into mischief. Unlike Isabela and Mirabel, the first being all spunk and sass, she always had to be the first for, well, everything. Isabela was a kind of rebellious daredevil type. She often weighed the pros and cons of consequences before putting her plans into effect.
But Mirabel, oh Mirabel, she was a case they absolutely weren't expecting. As kind, if not kinder than her older sister Luisa, Mirabel was a sweet child, always willing to help at any chance she could. The little girl would give an arm and a leg if it meant someone else was happy.
But she also had a terrifyingly reckless daredevil streak in her. While Isabela often weighed the consequences of her actions in her head before she saw them through, Mirabel was a "jump headfirst, look later (or never)" kind of daredevil. She was afraid of absolutely nothing. It was terrifying.
She'd been banned from Bruno's room after terrifying him on the edge of the cliff in his tower. She was three years old, peering over the edge, looking down into a pitch-black, empty, void, when she toppled over the cliff. Bruno, terrified, caught her tiny hand just in time, and pulled her up.
He was shocked to see the toddler giggling with delight. "Again! Again! Do it again!"
Bruno sat there, mouth agape, panting, before scooping the girl up and marching her down the stairs to his tower, to the kitchen, where he was sure her parents would be.
Mirabel pouted.
"Aw, man."
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Deep down, FNAF movie Vanessa and Michael are siblings
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feketeribizli · 10 months
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spider society meeting more like gay brunch
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one-1-eye · 2 months
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i hope siobhan thompson knows that “i don’t love our parents, but despite the fact that you have not earned it, I do love you” is carved onto the surface of my brain and I think about it constantly
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bookwyrminspiration · 2 years
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being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready
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floatyflowers · 2 months
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Dark Platonic! Fire Nation Royal Family x Non-bender Reader
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With Ozai:
At first he didn't accept the fact that you, his youngest child, is a non-bender, and ignored your existence.
That was until he noticed how his older brother, Iroh, spends time with you, Ozai got extremely jealous.
And decided to spend time with you, only to realize that you are his favorite child, and felt like an actual father.
Yes, you can't firebend nor do you even have the ability to protect yourself.
But why would you need to protect yourself when your father is going to be the Phoenix king of the fire nation?
Ozai will burn down the world for you.
"You, my sweet child, will grow up in the presence of a very powerful father"
With Ursa:
When Ursa found out that you couldn't bend, she became overprotective of you to the point of paranoia.
Since childhood, she refused to allow you to play with anyone except Zuko.
One time, one of her handmaidens scolded you harshly for playing outside without your mother's permission which resulted in you bursting into tears.
The next day, that handmaiden was fired and Ursa made sure that she gets no other jobs.
While thinking of escaping, she thought to take you with her.
However, Ozai has forbidden that from happening.
"When you find out the truth, promise to come find me"
With Azulon
While still alive, he made sure you had the best education and guards.
Azulon also made sure to have you believe that the fire nation is without mistakes or faults.
He tried manipulating you into believing that just your loyalty to your people is enough duty.
However, you are kind, too kind.
Yet, he Azulon didn't hate you for it even if he considered a weak trait to have in the royal family.
He also still has the flower crown you made him stored away safely so it doesn't rot.
It is rumored that the last word he muttered was your name.
With Iroh
Uncle Iroh isn't really as possessive as the other characters, but he focuses on advising you from time to time.
You enjoy drinking tea with him and gossiping about everything.
Even though, Ozai has forbidden him from speaking with you, you would sneak behind your father's back to drink tea with him.
After the loss of his son in the war, Lu Ten, Iroh felt depressed.
Yet you managed to comfort him with your cheerfulness and playful attitude.
It reminded him of his son.
"The best quality in a princess is her kindness, something which your sister clearly lacks"
With Zuko
Zuko thought you would be like Azula but you have proven him wrong.
You are kind, gentle, and nurturing just like your and his mother.
That's why Zuko always found himself by your side, being your playmate...being your protecter.
His mother told him that it's his duty to protect you from danger considering that he is your older brother.
Even though Azula has never hurt you, but Zuko was always wary of her, especially after his mother disappeared.
When Ozai challenged him to an Agni Kai, you were the first to cry out and plead with him to let Zuko off, but Ozai felt jealous of your relationship with Zuko and was determined to teach his son a lesson.
However when your brother got banished, Zuko took you with him in secret not wanting you to be left with Azula.
"I know the journey will take long but once I restore my honor we can return home together"
With Azula
Azula was extremely jealous when you were born, thinking that you will take all the attention from here.
But she realized that you deserve all the attention.
You didn't treat her like a monster, you weren't scared of her.
Instead you showed her love and called her 'big sister'
You would cling to her as a toddler, whenever there was lightning, you would secretly sneak to her room and sleep beside her.
"How can you be scared of lightning, we control it, silly"
Mai and Ty Lee saw how Azula softens whenever you are around.
And when Azula discovered that you have left with Zuko, she destroyed everything in her way and burned a few servants.
"She's mine, and only MINE"
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flymmsy · 1 month
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Honestly I do understand Orin because if my sibling’s loser ex boyfriend started trying to tell me what to do - I’d also want him to die.
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sobbing and crying because i got this wrapper on a chocolate
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and i immediately thought of this:
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These kids will be the death of him.
Steve already knew this, mind you, he just thought the threat of actually dying from anything having to do with them was finally behind him for good.
But today.
Today, El was given a chocolate.
It was a leftover from Easter, one of those ones that has some sort of phrase typed on the inside of the wrapper (She probably shouldn’t have even eaten it, does chocolate go bad? They’re in the end of summer now..).
The kids were all at Steve’s, taking a last bit of a breather together before school started again. Before he, Robin, and Eddie make their move to Chicago. Before they’ll all be separated until a holiday rolls around.
Steve was lounging back on one of the chairs at the edge of his pool when El came up to him; Robin was on a chair of her own on his left, and Eddie, his darling boyfriend (Boyfriend! Can you believe that??), floating amongst the other gremlins still in the pool.
El’s shadow blocked the sun from his face when she stepped up to the other side of his chair, looking down at him with a determined look on her face (though the look is softened immensely by her chewing).
He smiles up at her, “What can I do for you, Bells?”
She doesn’t say anything, just swallows down whatever was still in her mouth and leans forward to hug him tightly around his arms and chest.
“Whoa, hey, You okay?” he says, starting to panic a bit, sitting up straight while wrapping an arm back around her. She’s not normally touchy or affectionate to others outside Hopper and the Byers, so he’s concerned, okay?
“I am okay,” she says, pulling back and handing him a shiny something. Steve takes it from her, recognizing as soon as he takes it, reading the chocolate’s message.
‘Hug the sunlight.’ is typed into the center of the foil.
El starts to explain before he can ask. “Eddie always calls you ‘Sunshine’, so I concluded this meant you.” She nods once in finality, and turns on her heel back to the chair she was sharing with Max.
Like he said, these kids are going to be the death of him.
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ellecdc · 1 month
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I have been summoned by the Poly!Wolfstar notification!!!!
I’m always a goner for brother’s best friend trope and this time it’s best friends so literally double the fun ☺️ This is just so soft and adorable pls you’re spoiling us, queen!
Part 2 where they tell Jamie and he actually already knew? Cause the joke is always James can be oblivious most of the time, but they don’t know it doesn’t apply to his sister so he already knew, most likely even before she knew herself cause he’s a sweet brother like that.
*sigh* I want a big brother
Love you queen! 💕
hahaha awe you're so right babes. it's really funny because I have this request and then the exact opposite version of this request - so it will be fun to write the other one too! it'll take me a lot longer though, angst always does.
part one here - but can be read as a stand alone
poly!wolfstar x potter!reader - you & the boys tell James
“You’re going to wear a hole in the rug there, dolly.” Sirius drawled in faux nonchalance as the two of you waited in the boys’ dorm room for Remus to return with James.
You were going to do it. Today. You were going to tell your brother you were dating his two best friends.
No big deal, right?
Except it was a big deal and you were absolutely losing your bloody mind.
And then your boyfriend had the audacity to be sitting on his bed, leaning against the headboard, casually telling you to relax like he wasn’t also shaking in his boots Doc Marten’s. 
Remus had volunteered to be the one to retrieve James for the lot of you. Mostly because you would have likely broken down in a mental state if it had been you, and Sirius likely would have blurted it out on his way up the stairs.
The door clicked and you could hear the quiet mumbling of your boyfriend and the much louder mumbling of your brother as the two entered the room. Based on the smiles on their faces, particularly James’ who eyes crinkled in delight, they were talking about something funny.
“Oh! Hey bug.” James called to you, seeming surprised you were here but not perturbed. “Hey Pads; Moony said you guys wanted to talk?”
Remus stayed standing near the door and you paused in your nervous pacing whilst Sirius scooted to the end of his bed, elbows on his knees and feet resting on his school trunk.
James didn’t look at all disturbed or uncomfortable. In fact, he looked completely at ease, here in the room with three of his favourite people in the whole world. Remus, the person who he goes to when he needs to feel grounded. Sirius, his best friend and partner in crime. And you, his twin sister and other half.
What were you doing here?
Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe you shouldn’t tell him. This could ruin him; this had the potential to ruin three of James’ most precious relationships. How could you have been so selfish? He didn’t need to know, the least the three of you could do is keep this to yourself. Abort, abort, abort.
“So?” James asked, looking around at everyone with a raised eyebrow. “Are you finally going to tell me the three of you are dating?”
You were sure your heart stopped. Remus blew out an exasperated laugh and Sirius choked on air. 
“You knew!?” Sirius screeched.
James smirked and shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah?”
“How?” You whispered.
James’ face softened significantly when he took in your face that was drained of all colour. “Well, Pads here is about as subtle as an erumpent. Moony has been mooning over you since like third year. And I’d have to be blind – do not joke about my eyesight – not to notice the way you look at them.” He offered simply.
“So, you’ve known all this time and just let us tiptoe around?” Sirius asked, sounding a little miffed – at his friend for allowing him to make a fool of himself, or at his apparent lack of discrepancy, you weren’t sure.
“I figured you guys would tell me when you were ready.” James said simply again.
“Are you mad?” Remus asked quietly, pointedly looking at you ask he asked. He knew this was your biggest fear, the potential fallout. You weren’t sure what you’d do if James refused to accept your relationship with Remus and Sirius. You couldn’t bear the thought of breaking up their friend group; three people would lose if that was the case, but it would only hurt you if you were the one to step away. 
“No.” James said as he moved his head back and forth slightly. “I guess I was hurt you didn't tell me, but I could also understand why you didn’t. But no, I’m not mad.”
You blew out a breath at that, but it came out incredibly shaky. Unfortunately for you, no one in the room missed it.
“Awe bug. I’m sorry.” James said as he stood and offered his open arms to you. You took him up on his offer and accepted his hug, leaning your head onto his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Jamie.”
“Don’t be, yeah? I’m happy for you, really.” He assured, rubbing roughly on your back. 
“Yeah?” You asked as you pulled back to look at him. You couldn’t see any contradictions on his face, only love.
“’Course. You’re the best, and I want the best for you.” He shook your shoulders a little, smiling like ‘did you seriously think otherwise?’
“Are they good to you?” He whispered, and though you knew your werewolf boyfriend and your canine animagus boyfriend could both likely hear the conversation, they allowed this moment to be yours and James’ alone.
“So good, Jamie. Promise.” You said, feeling tears prick at your eyes. 
“You’ll tell me if they’re not?”
You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but James wouldn’t let you pull away as you wont to do. “I wouldn’t involve you in it, James. They were your friends first; I’m not going to come between you.”
James’ brows furrowed a little as he seemed to ponder your words. “Perhaps...but you were my sister first. If anything, they’d be coming between us.”
You opted to smile at your brother and pinch his side like you knew he hated. “Never. That’s impossible.”
At that he finally let you go, returning your smile ten-fold. “That’s what I’ve been trying to say! So? Are we good?” He asked, turning to the rest of the room.
Remus had a proud and slightly emotional smile on his face while Sirius just stared between the two of you, eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed. 
“I’m sorry. What just happened?” He finally spat.
Remus groaned and rubbed a hand over his face. “Sirius, please. This went about as well as we could have hoped.”
James’ head popped up at that. “Oh! Sorry, did I make that too easy on you all?”
Sirius let out a scoff that sounded like “uhm, duh?”
“I could make it harder on you?” James offered.
“Please do.” Sirius said eagerly, causing you and Remus to groan in sync. 
James offered a quick ‘okay’ and cleared his throat, allowing silence to settle throughout the room as he picked up a stray book off his school trunk. 
Suddenly, he threw the book onto the ground, creating a booming thump. “MY SISTER!? ARE YOU KIDDING? YOU’RE DATING MY SISTER!?”
“JAMES PLEASE, JUST HEAR US OUT!” Sirius shouted back just as passionately. 
James scoffed in derision. “HEAR YOU OUT? HEAR YOU OUT. I THINK I’VE HEARD ENOUGH!”
“YOU CAN’T KEEP US APART!” 
“I CAN AND I WILL. HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!? I THOUGHT THIS FRIENDSHIP MEANT SOMETHING TO YOU.”
“IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!” Sirius called back, dropping to his knees on the floor in front of James. 
You shared a look with Remus as the theatrics continued, knowing this could go on for hours.
“Should we leave them to their drama?” Remus asked you.
“Please.” You nearly begged, taking his hand and exiting the dorm, catching one last sentence before the door clicked shut behind you.
“I’M IN LOVE WITH HER, JAMES!”
“I DON’T CA- wait are you really? That's so cute!”
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craneworms · 3 months
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i love how asl is like the truest representation of siblings in anime. they are like “like yes i love my brothers. yes i sometimes hate them for the smallest, stupidest things. yes i would do anything to protect them. yes we gang up on the youngest. yes we’ve all at least broken one bone while play fighting with each other. yes my brothers are most important people in my life and i can not imagine it without them beside me. yes they are my inspiration and i would trust them with anything but i would rather die than share a single french fry with them.” and that is so important to me. that is what true siblings are.
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Hurt
So, I came across Christina Aguilera's song Hurt, and it made me feel... things.
Isabela will regret every harsh word, every shove, every flick of her hair. Every weaponized word used against her little sister will fill her with a deep seated sense of regret. Because Mirabel is gone now. And one hug won't erase the pain she caused. Isabela will never get another chance. Her little sister's flame was extinguished, like the candle that went with her.
Numb.
Was all Isabela felt.
The kind of numbness that starts at the tips of your toes and slowly creeps up the rest of your body, until it consumes you whole.
It felt as if Isabela had been numb for years.
Numb to everything.
Her gift.
Her abuela's impossible expectations.
Her community's exploitation of her abilities.
The constant cycle of perfection.
"Oh, look! It's Isabela! Isn't she just perfect?"
"That Mariano is a lucky man, to be able to marry someone with such perfection."
"Oh, Isabela! Thank you! Another perfect flower arrangement!"
"Oh, how I wish I could be her! Someone with such effortless perfection surely never has to want for anything!!"
Perfect.
Perfect.
Perfect.
PERFECT.
She was numb to it.
All of it.
She'd become numb to the feelings of others, too.
But no one bore the brunt of her wrath more than her youngest hermana, Mirabel.
Mirabel. Poor, sweet Mirabel.
Mirabel, who sang with pride, sweet, loving melodies about her gifted familia. Mirabel, who could pick up any and every instrument, and play it with ease. Mirabel, who had begun to outdo even Agustín, with her stitching and embroidery. Mirabel, who was effortlessly, and unapologetically herself.
Mirabel, who greeted each day with a smile, despite the cards she'd been dealt.
Giftless Mirabel, who hid her pain behind her smile, who silently begged for scraps of affection from her abuela, only to be left with nothing but harsh words and cold glares. She was almost always rebutted by Isabela.
Isabela hated to admit it, but she'd begun to take great pride in verbally eviscerating her sister. It made her feel a little more normal, a little less perfect.
But not any less numb.
Truth be told, Isabela was jealous of her youngest sister. She was free. Free to do whatever she wanted, wear whatever she wanted, go wherever she wanted. She could be a normal kid. What purpose did she have, other than to stay out of the way?
"The only thing you have to do is stay out of the way, and you can't even do that!? No wonder you didn't get a gift!"
"If you weren't always trying so hard, you wouldn't be in the way."
She'd used her youngest hermanita as a verbal punching bag. She'd become so numb to everyone else's pain, she failed to recognize that Mirabel was suffering too.
And Mirabel was suffering. Perhaps more so than everyone else.
Because in one last desperate attempt to prove herself, Mirabel ran into their crumbling house for a damn candle.
A candle.
Mirabel had placed a candle above her own life.
And she didn't come out.
Isabela had spent years resenting her sister. Jealousy slowly suffocated their relationship, tightening like vines on a tree, sucking the life out of her, turning her soul black.
And what for?
Mirabel restored color to her life.
But one hug wouldn't erase ten years worth of lost time.
One hug wouldn't erase venomous words, cold glares, or years of blame over things that Isabela just couldn't do.
It had taken ten years for Isabela to hug her sister again.
Ten minutes later, she was gone.
"Isa, Isa!! Give me one last hug before I walk to my door!"
She'd never get another one.
She'd never get another chance.
She was too late.
Always too late.
And she'd never forgive herself either.
I'm sorry for blaming you, for everything I just couldn't do.
And I've hurt myself, by hurting you.
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quotefeeling · 5 months
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You don't love someone because they're perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
Jodi Picoult - My Sister's Keeper
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Hi! I hope this is okay but I would love to hear more of ur thoughts about the Yunmeng siblings because they are important to me and your tummy hurt comic hasn't left my brain as just,,, such good immediate characterization! ^^ Thanks!
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I have too many thoughts on the Yunmeng siblings to fit into a succinct post, but I can offer you a Jiang Yanli addendum to the tummy hurt alignment.
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yang-png · 1 year
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i love you
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Jazz and jason but jazz is alittle to similar to harly quin and bruce gets worried for her safty
So jazz decided to open a phyciatritrist offace in gothem and one of her patients is jason todd, over the next few months they talk about how he dies briefly after an accident and because jazz knowes about danny is able to help him alot
After a few months jason invites jazz to dinner with the waynes and jazz happily agrees
When jazz met the waynes it went good, until it started getting into jazz's personal life, phyciatritrist with a slightly traumatic childhood in a crappy town and basicly raising her brother for their parents, intelligent but naive and physically strong
Which is what harly quin used to be like before she went crazy...
Because bruce is paranoid all the resemblance to harly quin are getting to him so eventually he asks her about her love life in a way that makes it obvious he's concerned for her, which jazz gives a shocking reaction
Bruce: i don't mean to be rude but... are you okay in a relationship?
Jazz: do you mean, have i been abused by a partner???
Jason: bruce!-
Jazz: am i realy that bad?
Jason:... what
Bruce:... what
Damian: please miss fenton enlighten us into what you mean
Jazz: well when i was a teenager i got curious about dating and went put with a few guys...and they...weren't the most...intelligent choice
Bruce:*close to a mental breakdown* what happened?
Jazz: well it got...bad, like bad to the point my little brother had to beat him up so he'd leave me alone
Jason: wait really? Ok that's just one guy, you were young its o- why are you looking at me like that?
Jazz:*looking guilty* it wasn't...one guy
Bruse:how many men?
Jazz:about 4. My little brother had to get involved in all of them unfortunately, and my perents weren't the best at detecting bad partners.
Bruce:...
Jason:...
Jazz: it got to the point when i was going to college danny made me promise that if i dated someone he had to approve...he probably saved me alot
Bruce:... your brother makes people get permission to date you?!
Jazz: No! Oh no! He just asks i run them by him, he'd never force me to break up with someone unless he believes they'll get extremely abusive with me
Bruce: *thinking about how to meet this brother and subtlety thank him for stopping the creation of another harly quin* ok and is this brother of your's good with relationships?
Jazz: oh yeah, definitely, his girlfriend sam and him have been together for almost 5 years now, highschool sweethearts.
Jason: well how about we meet them
Bruce: yes it sounds delightful to meet this little brother and his girlfriend
Jazz: ok! I'll ask them to come for a visit soon
When bruce meets sam he almost has an aneurysm at how much like poison ivy she is
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