When you find your brother’s blog:
I just remembered when my siblings and I were kids we used to save up our punch buggy punches so we could just deck each other whenever we wanted and our parents couldn’t get mad and eventually we got well into the hundreds because there was always one house we would pass by that had a VW Beetle in the driveway and the air would get tense as we’d all clamor to be the first one to say “punch buggy grey no punch backs” before my mom shut it down because my brother hit my other brother in the face
Writers take notes
Family: why don’t you spend anytime with us?!
*goes down stairs*
Mom: *insults me*
Brother: *makes fun of me*
Dog: *eats my food*
Virgil: WHY WOULD YOU HIT THE DOG WITH THE BROOM?!
Remus, bending down to pick up the broom: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, THE BROOM FELL, OK!!
Remus: *Steps on the broom and swivels it so that it hits the dog again*
Virgil: OK, I GET THE FIRST TIME BEING AN ACCIDENT, BUT THIS, THIS IS NOT ACCIDENT!!
Janus: What’s going on in he-
Remus: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!! I DIDN’T MEAN TO HIT THE DOG!!
Virgil: YOU HIT THE DOG WITH THE BROOM TWICE AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!
Remus: THE FIRST TIME THE BROOM FELL!!
Virgil: AND WHAT’S THE EXCUSE FOR THE SECOND TIME!!!!!
Remus: I COULDN’T SEE THE DOG!!
Virgil: HOW DO YOU NOT SEE THE DOG WE HAVE DARK FLOORS, A DEEP RED BROOM, AND A WHITE DOG!! HOW COULD YOU NOT SEE IT?!?!!
Remus: I JUST DIDN’T!!
Virgil: BETWEEN THE CONTRAST OF THE FLOOR TO THE DOG AND THE DOG TO THE BROOM, OUR DOG SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FIRST THING YOU SEE IN YOUR PERREFIAL VISION!!
Remus: WELL MAYBE I DON’T HAVE PERREFIAL VISION!
Virgil: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T HAVE PERREFIAL VISION!!!
Remus WELL THEN MAYBE ONE OF YOU COULD TELL ME WHAT IT IS!!
Janus, who’s still here for some reason: It’s what you see out of the corner of your eye.
Virgil: YES THAT!! THANK YOU!!
Janus: Are you two done now??
Virgil and Remus: NOO!!!!!
I been seeing a lot of “demand respect from your parents” posts recently and as an older sibling I’m conflicted. I gave up on trying to demand respect from my parents unless they’re being especially disrespectful but my siblings…they’re young and just learning about this concept and let me tell you, they’re not demanding respect they’re being down right disrespectful
-Me, to my sister
More Artfight revenge, this time for the best role play partner in the world <3
Pickles is gonna be a problem but she’s MY problem and I love these two unconditionally
Characters belong to Samikuma!
Art is mine, as always!
Dead! I’m dead you idiot!
I’m so sick and tired of having arguments with my sister and not being able to defend myself. She always uses my stuff without asking and then doesn’t treat it with respect ( using toothpaste without putting the lid on and getting it all mucky etc. ) so then when I call her out for it she yells at me saying that all I do is complain and that she doesn’t want to hear 17 year old complain about pointless stuff then cover her ears and go “la la la” it’s honestly so disheartening. She prides herself on her ability to have debates with people and her morals but never will listen to me. We have been arguing a lot recently and it’s just because I want to be able to say something. I don’t care that the thing she is using is toothpaste - its the principal behind it and that she knows that I don’t want her to. The whole reason I get my own stuff when we could share is that I don’t want to be the one cleaning up after everything when it isn’t me creating the mess. Earlier we argued because I found out that she had been using my toothpaste that I had hidden to try and prevent this. When I called her out she goes “oh but you didn’t know so that means I did nothing wrong”. In what world does that make any sense?!?!?!? That’s like saying I murdered someone but no one knew so it wasn’t wrong. I’m just so fed up. All I want is to be able to say how I feel and defend my point without being shouted over or my mum stepping in to just tell me to leave it. If I just leave it she’ll never get the point and I’ll just always be the villain. I don’t know what to do
Sam: We can’t kill him!
Dean: Not with that attitude we can’t!
For once they can rest x)
Out of curiosity, what are some strange nicknames your siblings have given you?
“Yeah, I know, but make sure you get salt!”
“Like, star that.”
“O.K. it’s starred. And now it’s on the list–”
“You guys! You’re ridiculous!”
the doodle that inspired that last comic. i then thought about it a bit more
anyone else have a toxic jealousy towards their sibling that they refuse to admit and bury deep inside so that it chooses to express itself in crappy ways?