it really is next to impossible to write realistic sibling dialogue, I just passed my brother on the stairs and instead of greeting each other like human beings I said ‘born survivor’ and he said ‘youtube rewind. let’s set it to rewind.’ like you ain’t gonna find that shit in a novel
aw man writing siblings is so wild because sometimes you just can’t portray it
me and my little brother don’t even greet each other - if we pass each other on the stairs or in the corridor, we jump into ridiculous fight stances then feign karate chopping and slapping each other (stopping just before we make contact) whilst making “HIIIYA” and “POW” noises for a solid 30 seconds, then silently walk off and continue what we were doing
and then sometimes he’ll either just do the Had To Do It To ‘Em pose when I enter the room or dab as a greeting
exactly! I have three younger brothers and the original post was just about the oldest, the middle one and me usually do some kind of elaborate dab also, and a lot of the time when I see the youngest I just yell his name like a wrestling commentator…siblings have a different language
Last night I went up to my brother and said “Are we snakes?” by which I meant “Do you want to go to steak and shake for burgers at four am?” and he responded “Death is coming.” which I understood meant “Yes, but I’m tired so it’ll have to be earlier.” and somehow, without any further conversation, we both wound up in the car going to steak and shake at two am.
If you sibling long enough your conversations become divorced from human language entirely.
so this kid he used to bully me in middle school before i got tough, well this is kind of a funny story. so i sugar from time to time but my latest
sugar mommys house is so extra and i didnt bring my glasses but im going through the house because she told me to make myself at home and i see a family photo and im just like he looks really familiar but i cant make out shit. and so she and i start talking and shes like yeah i have a son your age actually and im just like wait… and she was like you’ll meet him later when we go to the car show, and im just like fuckin wait.. and we get to the car show and its me and her we’re holding hands being friendly and shes like and heres my son. and i shit u not this is the same dude who used to fucking bully me in middle school and he starts fucking crying because he didnt know his mom was lesbian and i was just like hey its been a while, but im getting fucked by your mom.
me walking into the grocery store to buy everything bagels
Hohoho! I like this post! If I made it i would have written ginger ale instead of everything bagels but that’s fine that you wanted to make a post about bagels instead of ginger ale this time around I get it
me going back to the grocery store because i forgot ginger ale
Hohoho! What a great post friend! I love the part about ginger ale!!!
the fact that lights don’t start flickering ominously and short-circuiting whenever i’m upset is maximally unsexy and not at all excellent if you ask me
My all time favourite hc is that all men think Legolas as calm and cold as ice and snow, unmoved by mere mortal emotions and yet every single elf thinks Legolas loud and a complete emotional wreck who’s poker face is as bad as his love of dwarves and men and random emotional outbursts and he’s entirely too affectionate.
Legolas: *puts his hand on Gimli’s shoulder says something about stars and trees and then leaves*
Faramir: I’ll never understand that elf man. Does he even know human emotion?
Thranduil: My god he is all but throwing himself into that dwarves bed, my child is such a hussy.
