went back through my tags and am thinking about gareth’s relationship with his sisters in the context of this post - obviously sordemor is older, clarissant younger

(Vent, based in real life, read desc) BROKEN BONDS

Today, I just hurt my middle Brother’s feelings by accident. I told her “It’s a shame to talk with you”. I heard Mother and Father talking with her saying, “Don’t talk to her again”. My heart broke. Now, they try to talk with me again, I refused. Maybe, I’ll just end it all, and rest. From all these cruel family and cruel life. Maybe I’ll just have a rest. Maybe I’ll leave the world with simple message.Just wanted to say, Thank you, for being my side, for being my rock, to catch me when I fall. Maybe it is the last post before I go. (Probably), Just wanna leave that world and go above and move on from that reality.

Goodbye, see you on the other side.

Zario Is very sad His Family Died In The Home.

I’ve been feeling quite poetic, so here is my w.i.p. for my brothers.

Blood Oath Beneath Black Skies

We were born beneath the same cruel heavens,

beneath a moon that watched in silence,

beneath rafters that groaned with winter wind

and a world already sharpening its teeth.

Two boys with dirt beneath our nails,

with scraped knuckles and fever-bright eyes,

fashioning kingdoms from dead branches,

waging little wars in fields of dust,

never knowing the real war

was waiting patiently for our names.

We swore then—

in the reckless language of children,

in laughter, in bruises, in blood from split lips—

that no darkness could divide us.

But darkness is a patient thing.

It does not always come with thunder.

Sometimes it arrives as years.

As distance.

As silence so deep

it begins to sound like forgetting.

Life scattered us like ashes in the wind.

Set us upon separate roads,

each lined with ghosts,

each paid for in sacrifice.

And we became men

who carried each other like old wounds—

hidden beneath the skin,

aching most when the weather turned cruel.

Yet I have never mistaken your absence

for the death of what we are.

No.

Some bonds are not made in comfort.

Some loves are not soft things.

They are hammered in fire,

nailed together with grief,

buried in bone.

Ours was forged in the marrow.

So hear me now,

though the years have gathered like crows between us,

though whole seasons have rotted and fallen

since last I stood within your shadow—

If the night ever comes for you,

it will find me waiting.

If war lays its black hand upon your throat,

if death circles your name like a starving hound,

if the earth splits wide

and all the devils beneath it rise

to drag you screaming into the abyss—

I will come.

By God,

I will come.

I will cross battlefields drowned in red.

I will wade through mud thick with the dead.

I will walk through cathedrals of smoke,

through forests of bayonets,

through cannonfire and collapsing skies,

through every shriek the damned can conjure,

until I find you.

And if I find you on your knees,

with ruin in your lungs

and blood in your mouth,

I will kneel beside you

as though before an altar.

If I find you broken,

I will gather every shattered piece

with hands torn raw to the bone.

If I find death reaching for you,

I will take its wrist in mine

and remind it

there are older things than graves.

Because you are my brother.

Not by convenience.

Not by proximity.

Not by the easy grace of men

who have never known estrangement.

You are my brother

in the old and terrible way—

in the way of ancient oaths whispered in candlelight,

in the way of blood spilled side by side,

in the way of two souls

marked by the same storm.

And though I have not always said it,

though silence has made a mausoleum of my mouth,

I have loved you

with the fierce and dreadful loyalty

of a beast guarding the last sacred thing

left in this ruined world.

I have missed you

in the hollow hours.

In the midnight quiet

when memory walks the halls

with soft and barefoot steps.

I have missed the sound of your laughter

like something half-feral and immortal.

Missed the certainty of you at my shoulder.

Missed the days before manhood taught us

how to suffer in private.

We were not raised to speak our grief.

We were raised to bury it.

To clench our jaws.

To call the ache strength.

To let love rot in the dark

rather than name it.

But I name it now.

If the bells toll for war,

I am yours.

If the river rises black and furious,

I am yours.

If the wolves gather at your door,

their eyes bright as lanterns in the fog,

I am yours.

If the heavens themselves collapse

and rain down fire upon the earth,

I am yours.

And should the final battle find us—

beneath torn banners,

beneath shattered angels,

beneath a sky bruised purple with wrath—

then let it find us as we were always meant to be:

Back to back.

Blood to blood.

Two sons of the same haunted house,

laughing with broken teeth

as the end of the world comes screaming.

Let it find me

with your name in my chest

like a second heart.

Let it find me

dragging you from the mouth of hell

or dying in the attempt.

For I would sooner be buried beside you

in consecrated ruin

than live a thousand hollow years

knowing I abandoned you to the dark.

And when at last

the guns fall silent,

when the crows settle,

when the smoke thins enough

for the moon to witness what remains—

Let the dead speak of us in whispers.

Let the old stones remember.

Let every demon that dared reach for you

tell the tale in fear.

That though we were parted by miles,

by pride,

by time,

by the slow cruelty of life—

When the black hour came,

when the world cracked open,

when hell itself called for blood—

Your brother came.

He came through storm.

He came through war.

He came through the grave if he had to.

And he did not let go.

I love them.

Dylan & Lucas (Cayman Islands)

The King Brothers

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Relationships.

GIMME YOUR BEST DEEP LOVE NON-SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS EVER. - Books, movies, tvseries. I don’t care.

I’m talking about the ones that punch you in the heart without a single kiss. The bond that’s stronger than romance, deeper than friendship, yet somehow… everything. A love that transcends everything. Brothers? Yes. Love? Yes. Sacrificing everything for the other? YES!!!

You know the ones… where the ‘ship them’ level is off the charts.

Tag your faves, tell me why they’re LIFE. LET’S FEEL TOGETHER.

Ghost: It’s weird being a brother to a sibling who is so much younger than you, and helping raise that sibling. I wouldn’t say I feel at all like a parent, but it does blur the line sometimes. There’s a bigger age difference between me and my little brother than there is between Nani and Lilo.

I grew up as an only child. I was almost an adult when my brother was born so I didn’t get the experience of having someone my own age to play with for my childhood. What I got instead was feeding him from a bottle and burping him when he was a baby. When he got older, I got to read to him when he went to sleep. I got to see his face light up when he really saw fireworks for the first time. I got to teach him to play videogames for the and watch him develop into a pro. I got to introduce him to my favorite cartoons from my childhood like American Dragon: Jake Long and Avatar: The Last Airbender and Oban Star Racers.

For some people, continuing to live with their parents into adulthood ends up being a mark of shame. But I am so happy to have been here to watch the little man grow up. There is no amount of wealth or success I would have traded these years for.

Here is to the best little brother I could have asked for! Thank you for all the light you brought to my life.

رَبِّ اغْفِرْ لِي وَلِأَخِي وَأَدْخِلْنَا فِي رَحْمَتِكَ ۖ وَأَنتَ أَرْحَمُ الرَّحِمِينَ

My Lord, forgive me and my brother and admit us into Your mercy, for You are the Most Merciful of the merciful.’ (Surah Al-A'raf: 151)

Sometimes I remember that I have a brother so at some point I’ll be dads side of the family and then I just have to shudder and move on

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España es nuestra joya de la corona. 🇪🇸❤️🇹🇷

Eres amada, España.

HERMANOS ~

Lü

Its pitch black in my house and I was in the room where we keep the tape to put the tape away and my brother walks out and just puts his hand on my back and we both froze for a second and then I was like hello? Wtf? And he was like oh i thought you were mom but you’re not wearing her jacket so I was confused and then he went into his room and just said shoot

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My brother calls my heatless curlers “sausages”

I just told him not to touch my sausages and that my sausages are bothering me

Too late for forgiveness. Be kind, listen and think.

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Too late for forgiveness..

Second brother put into the cold earth.Death by their own hands.Left many to swim in bad decisions and not enough kind words.

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Too late for forgiveness. Be kind, listen and think.

I saw a post that said if you wanted to kill an hour, just ask a man about the biggest animals he can fight.

So I texted my brother and asked him what the biggest animal he could take in a fight would be and…

He sent me a picture of his cat half asleep on his rug

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