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supersodapop · 8 months

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I just want to say this after dealing a bit with my sister whose always been a little bit abusive towards me. She recently got mad because I didn't tolerate her shaming another adult for this.

You don't need to do anything special or big to celebrate your birthday. But it is your birthday, it is your right to celebrate or not celebrate it no matter how old you are. Whether its sitting on your couch with your pets reading a book and sipping some tea, or having a good dinner and some cake amongst good family or friends it doesn't matter. You lived another year! Celebrate it.

You only get one chance to celebrate every birthday, no matter how small or big. Be proud of yourself for making it another year. Birthdays are not only for children, and you shouldn't be shamed into thinking that. This isn't to say be vain, have a huge celebration, etc. - It's just...There's nothing wrong with an adult acknowledging and celebrating their birthday.

I spent years depressed, not wanting to live, and I missed several years not acknowledging myself. Now, I do because I've realized how even just doing something small, like doing one good thing for yourself on your birthday is celebrating it and helps a lot with my mental health. I don't ask for anyone to do anything, I just do something small, but good for myself. It's nice. It's me telling myself that I'm still here doing my thing. Be proud you're alive. It's okay. Celebrate your birthday however you like, even if that's doing nothing at all.

#TW: depression #TW: abuse #TW: sibling abuse #TW: Birthdays #maybe? tagging birthdays because I know some people dont like them for mental health reasons

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traumasurvivors · 1 month

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If you have been abused by a sibling, that is valid.

Some people may brush off or downplay it, perhaps saying what you went through is “just normal behaviour between siblings.”

What you went through was abuse. It was “bad enough” to “really” be abuse. Don’t let people make you feel it wasn’t.

#my post #tw abuse #sibling abuse

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apollosothertwin · 1 month

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I think that when Lester comes to camp for the second time and Dionysus sees him he is panicking inside because this is Apollo, his big brother who has always been there for him. To see him so stripped of his power and mortal is scary. Dionysus knows Zeus goes hard in Apollo, but I don’t think he realizes the full extent of the abuse until the trials. He also knows what it it like to be mortal, because he was a demigod before ascending, but Apollo’s form is even weaker than Dionysus had ever been because he is not even half god. Dionysus also knows a lot about loss, as seen by his way of dealing with it by trying not to become attached to demigods with their short life expectancies, and he is afraid that he will lose Apollo, who has literally been around since before he was born.

#trials of apollo #apollo #toa apollo #toa #percy jackson #rick riordan #the trials of apollo #lester papadopoulos #dionysus #pjo dionysus #pjo apollo #tw abuse #sad #siblings #sibling relationship #that would be scary though

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quecksilvereyes · 1 year

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oh, sister, I am sorry. your eyes are sunken and your skin is bruised. your lips are chapped, your nailbeds bitten raw. your husband's hand on your waist is a ghost's touch held by the band on your left ring finger and I-

I am dead.

I got on the train, Su. Nevermind your tears, nevermind the plea you could not shape with words, nevermind your fingers on the pulse point of my wrist. "stay", you'd said, as you have always done, dictionary in hand and baby teeth yet lodged in your jaw. "don't go where i cannot."

I step through a wardrobe and you follow, damned be reason. I slay a wolf and you follow, I cling to the little ones and you follow, I am crowned and you follow, I am-

I go past a lamp post, and you follow, damned be dread. I go to a train station and you follow, trembling hands and tender heart. I go, and I go, and I go, and you follow. Sun of my skies. Light of my life.

I go. you stop.

are we too old for stories, now? ten-and-four and ten-and-three, budding bodies and steel bones, we are cast from our home. i hold the little ones until i drown in them. you grip your skirts until no iron can press the shape of your palms from them. and you have ever been, cruelly reasonable and logically callous.

say you, glass shard eyes and rouge-red lips: we are english. we are children. she thinks she has found a magical land in the upstairs wardrobe.

say I, trembling hands and coiling guts: we are narnian. we are monarchs. if she's not mad and she's not lying, then logically she must be telling the truth.

my sister Susan, beautiful as folk tales are and twice as sharp, did you intend every invitation you took for me to twist the knife a godly animal once thrust into my guts? perhaps it was the way your eyes turned blue, or the sound of your laughter losing its bells. perhaps it was just my trembling fingers at the back of your legs, drawing stocking lines where no stockings had ever lain.

the line came out shaking, and you rubbed it off until your skin cried red. the hem of your dress still dripped wet when you left that day, turning on heels too narrow for you to walk in.

do you remember? it took you days to come home, and mother wailed for all of them. you crawled into my bed that night, as you did when we were parents to our little ones, those terrible months. your head on my shoulder, your breath in my ear, I held you until morning.

your mouth in my throat, eyes heavy with sleep, tongue heavy with champagne: we are here now. we must make the best of it. he cannot have all our lives, and all our joys. i wish you would laugh again.

doesn't little lucy, shrieking mouth and tumbling legs, laugh enough for us all?

lucy's manic. if she didn't laugh she'd cry.

i think sometimes, in the parts of my guts that are still a schoolboy, and are mean and cruel to match, that the alcohol makes you softer than the daylight ever could. i do not tell you.

i press my lips to your forehead. i wrap my arms around you. the year between us rings heavy, and when I get up in the morning, you do not follow.

I tried, Su. I did. I applied for university, I saw that girl with that smile. with those eyes. I let you take sections from the paper before I ever touched it, I held the little ones in my arms, and I made coffee in the morning. I sat all my exams.

I smiled when the little ones came back smelling of home.

Aslan's wounds, did I try. but-

I have ever been a thing made for stories. brave the way knights are, bloody knuckles and buckling pride. a horse between my calves, a sword in my hands.

I think, sometimes, that I was born for my sword, for the hollow ringing of my heart when I first held it. a part of me, even then, ten-and-three and soaked to the bone.

such bravery is not made for real world boys and real world taunts. there is a map, I think, from the summits of my knuckles to the jaws of every boy who ever looked at me and bared his teeth.

I am sovereign. I am the skies for your sun to burn in.

I am made wrong, for this england, and I cannot take this life you want. I belong, I think, into myths and legend, the star-studded shards of our home.

so I went on the train, Susan. so I died, and I named what you have chosen. so I banned you from their scorning mouths. so you grip your husband's hand, realest of us all, and you cry. you do not follow.

Forgive me.

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a-hobit · 1 year

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"Unwelcome"! Pages 5/6/7

Thank you all for your patience😭💖!! I know it's been...ugh multiple months but I think that extra time has improved the story a lot so please enjoy! I promise the next update won't be too far off😅

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Last pages!

#toh #the owl house #the owl house fanart #toh fancomic #toh fanart #unwelcome comic #huntlow #huntlow fanart #luz and hunter being siblings makes me want to eat recycled cardboard #luz and hunter are siblings #luz noceda #hunter noceda #willow park #amity blight #gus porter #lumity #TW blood #tw implied child abuse

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pain-is-my-game · 1 year

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It's terrible knowing that if I ever show sadness or show anything emotion that's not positive towards anything whether it's my fault or not I'll either get blamed for it or told that my emotions are irrational.

#i will never care if you reblog #im so tired #i just wanna escape #vent #tw vent #cw vent #eldest daughter syndrome #sad thoughts #eldest daughter #eldest sibling #oldest daughter #toxic mother #emotional neglect #emotional abuse #emotional abandonment #toxic mothers #toxic mom #toxic parents #thoughts to throw into the void

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box-dwelling · 8 months

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Fuck man I knew aai 1-4 had MVK being dismissive and abusive to the siblings but fuck man.

Actively saying that attending his 13 year old daughters courtroom debut isn't a priority for him

Then this exchange which is prompted by nothing beyond Miles asking to do his job even using the Von Karma framing of finding perfection only for Manfred to just completely shut him down and verbally abuse him

Miles then being completely unable to respond in shame. Even though this is God damn Bratworth were talking about and in the last scene he was saying this

And then Fran coming in to desperately try and deflect her father ire to protect him

Then when she finally does convince him to let them investigate he says this

Basically actively admitting to anyone with the context we have now that he's only making Miles a procecutor to sully Gregory's legacy.

Then Miles thanking her because he saw her defelcting Manfreds abuse for him.

Just absolutely heart breaking. It really shows the dynamic at play here perfectly. He doesn't care about Franziska. He is not putting this energy into her career and only putting it into Miles' because he is using it as an avenue to abuse and control him and further enact his revenge on Gregory. And she doesn't understand why. She doesn't get why Miles gets this attention and she doesn't. But she already knows that she has to deflect his attention to protect Miles. And Miles doesn't understand how he's doing everything he can to do the right thing but is still his target. Its such a genuinely interesting dynamic where both of them think the other is the favourite. Miles thinks it Fran because he's not constantly verbally abusing her and Fran thinks it's Miles because he actually bothers to give him the time of day and is properly mentoring him. She's 13 man. She's about to become a prosecutor at 13 and he still doesn't care about her in the slightest.

Ugh Von Karma siblings, my heart

#ace attorney #miles edgeworth #von karma siblings #franziska von karma #bratworth #manfred von karma #tw abuse #ace attorney investigations #i always say i relate a lot to miles with MVK but honestly i had this exact dynamic with that abuser that Fran has #being the better one. working yourself to death to become it and sacrifing so much of your humanity so you can be recognised #even trhough you know the person tou want to recognise you is cruel and vindictive #but not understanding why the other persons gets that praise when you dont even though its coupled with abuse #my heart #i need to read and write so much von karma siblings fic after this omg

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mother-of-houseplants-2 · 5 months

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fiona gallagher // the angry man in the house

#ami weaves a web #for real this time!!! since it's not just a couple of pictures with lyrics from one (1) song lol #anyways #tw abuse #something about growing up with an angry abusive father and harboring all this fear and then watching your siblings learn his violence #and then turn it on you #and you're also this deeply angry person #there's no escaping that #but seeing your father's rage in your baby brother's eyes #the baby brother you've raised from infancy #god. it fucks me up so much #also the fact that fiona looks resigned to frank's anger and puts on this brave face when he's yelling at her but is visibly shaken and #terrified when it's lip or ian is breaking my heart #you can put up your wall of steel when you know someone's going to hurt you. but when you don't expect it...#man fuck these fathers who put their hands on their little kids #i should be allowed to go feral i think. hm. maybe i am just struggling to be at home with my family. anyways #fuck frank all my homies hate frank

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skillzissue · 8 months

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TW///VENT ART

That’s pretty sad, isn’t it?

projectingwhatsthat-

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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 1 month

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thinking about azula and zuko makes me go insane because of how their definitions of love are completely fucked but in the exact opposite ways.

like, azula views love as using someone because she hung onto ozai using her to mean that he loved her as a person and not just a tool. she does genuinely care for her friends and her brother but her way of showing that is to treat them like pawns and play head games with them because that was her childhood! that was what she romanticised in her head as idyllic and happy to cope! love is inherently based in fear with her- for someone to love you, they have to fear the consequences of not loving you, of not doing what is demanded. and if someone does not fear you, they do not love you. if you cannot control someone, it’s better for them to be gone entirely. to love someone is to live in fear of them, and to show love to someone is to control and use them.

meanwhile, zuko sees love as something that must be earned. love is as much about utility to him as it is to azula, but in completely different ways, both bc he didn’t receive very much of that “love” at all and because he had more exposure to, like, a parent that actually gave a shit. he was older when ursa left and clung to her while azula admired and clung to ozai her whole life. he is aware love is about acceptance and compassion, but he views it as something transactional, that has to be earned. love is something given as a reward and taken away as punishment. people love you if you are useful to them, and they do not when you aren’t. love is something you have to be exceptional for, and if you are not exceptional, then you do not deserve anything at all.

and the other thing is- azula clings onto her definition of love to the point it destroys her, actively rejecting the idea that she’s wrong. when, in her psychotic break, she hallucinates ursa saying she loves her, she can’t accept it. she can’t accept the idea she can be loved without being feared, she cannot accept the idea that you can love someone and not enable them, and she has to violently reject that, because if she doesn’t, then why has she done any of this? but zuko actively starts the process of getting a healthier relationship with, well, relationships as the show goes on. he's able to accept love he feels isn’t earned and not lash out at that kindness. he's learnt to be able to show his admiration and bond with people that he’s internalised don’t deserve that. he's absolutely not perfect at it, but he’s able to acknowledge how he was treated wasn’t okay and that treating others the same isn’t.

just. these two man. the characters of all time the way they compare and contrast in their response to trauma is masterful. genuinely beautiful storytelling.

#atla meta #fire hazard siblings #azula #zuko #abuse tw

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sibling-whump · 2 months

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Whumpee had permanent memory loss. There was no way of getting their old life back. But luckily, they had Caretaker with them every step of the way.

They had Caretaker to tell them what to do, how to act, and how to be. They had Caretaker to correct them when they made a choice they otherwise wouldn't have made back then. And they had Caretaker to patch up all the consequences of their frequent failures.

So... who was this other person, getting so upset at how Caretaker treated them? Why were they yelling? And why did they promise to take Whumpee away?

#whump #whump prompt #oblivious whumpee #unreliable narrator #bad caretaker #more like whumper in disguise really #carewhumper #tw abuse #whump writing #caretaker #whumper #sibling whumper #sibling whumpee #sibling caretaker #(what i intended while writing but i left it ambiguous in narrative ^_^)

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traumatizedjaguar · 3 months

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they tell you to reach out for help, then people just get mad at you when you do.

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anti-spop · 3 months

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the way stans expect adora to be catra's caretaker (or older sister) reminds me of how some ppl demand zuko to take care of azula post-atla, despite the fact she abused and manipulated him. like yeah, it would be nice if zuko and azula could be siblings without their father pitting them against each other, but there's so much baggage here, zuko doesn't owe azula anything. and that also counts for adora and catra.

#i post #spop critical #yeah the way ppl downplay azula abusing zuko bothers me a lot #everyone treats it like a joke #the same way everyone treats 'hey adora' like a joke #or catra insulting adora overall like a joke #like honestly i feel like ppl don't take sibling abuse srsly #you always see literal abuse being treated like 'sibling culture'#i mean sure sibling relationships can be chaotic #but sometimes ppl don't know the difference between that and literal abuse #abuse tw

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idiot-mushroom · 11 months

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the angst be angsting today gents

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mime-rodeo · 3 months

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“siblings hurt each other but at the end of the day, they've got each others' backs—”

no stop it.

there's a difference between playfully insulting or fighting with your sibling and intentionally hurting them.

there's a difference between playing a harmless prank on your sibling and genuinely terrorizing them.

there's a difference between smacking your sibling once and actually physically abusing them.

there's a difference between calling your sibling an idiot as a joke and calling them worthless and a burden and feeding on their insecurities.

please know the difference. sibling abuse is a very real issue and it's the type of abuse that is somehow least talked about. people think that it's normal, that it's just bickering.

and yes, often times, it is just bickering. but not always. if someone tells you that their sibling is being abusive or toxic or hurtful, please believe them.

anyone can be an abuser. and anyone can be abused.

#sibling abuse #tw abuse #siblings #abusive siblings #abusive brother #abusive sister #abusive brothers #abusive sisters #family abuse

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fluffydice · 4 months

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I think one day I’d like to write something about Kusuke and Kusuo trying to have an actual sibling relationship, but I also think it would be painful. There’s a degree of bittersweetness in any universe that Kusuke mistreated Kusuo surrounding them making up, whether from Kusuo trying to learn to recover from it all (or at least not be in survival mode around him) or Kusuke being forced to learn things about himself while trying to connect with his brother/become a better person.

#they drive me crazy and I’m unsure if it’s in a good way or not #Ill be straight up I don’t like Kusuke #but I’m also more sensitive when it comes to familial abuse #And I know with families that experience that (especially between siblings rather than a parent and a child) it’s very fucking complicated #I think I get Kusuke’s character uncomfortably well even if I usually boil him down to simply an antagonist in my fics #my closest hint at that is probably in Status Quos tbh #saiki k #tw abuse

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