#supportive siblings

Send Me On My Way

Tags: @slowkib, Landau Siblings x Reader, Platonic Sibling Relationship, Family Dynamics, Self-Discovery, Emotional Growth, Supportive Siblings, Personal Journey, Character Development.

Gepard is a man of duty and discipline, and while he doesn't often voice it, he's deeply protective of you. When you express doubts about your path in life, he's always there, offering subtle encouragement. He might not say much, but his gaze is filled with understanding and quiet pride. Seeing you leave to join the Astral Express is bittersweet for him, but he respects your decision to forge your own way, even if it means stepping away from the traditions of the Landau family.

Maned and Striped - 114 - "A new beginning?"

For reference, my little brother is 10 years younger than me, my sister is 3 years older. At the time, I was 12, my sister was 15, my brother was 3.

Now, C*rt isn't the father to any of us. He's some skank my mom picked up because her last flame (the father of my brother) was in prison and she's codependent.

C*rt is sterile. His peepee doesn't work and his fishies don't go swim swim. This is something he has very big sad sensitive man feelings about.

So one day my sister was painting her nails and my 3yo brother wanted his done too because little kids be like "older sibling is doing something? I want to also do that thing"

So, my sister was like sure!

But C*rt threw a GIANT fucking fit about it saying that he'd never allow "his" son to paint his nails bEcAUsE ThATS GaYyY!!1!

He asked my sister

"Are you going to paint your kids' nails? Even if they're boys?"

To which she said "lol yeah probably"

So our sweet darling empathetic and understanding perfectly mentally stable moms-husband said "Well your kids are going to be gay!"

Now, this is around the time I had just come out as a lesbian because back in 2009 in suburban white northern Utah, I had no idea that being trans was something I could even be. All you had was Gay(bad) or Normal(good).

But my big sister had my back from the very beginning. So when C*rt said this to her, her IMMEDIATE response was:

"At least I can have kids!"

I don't remember much after that but loud cowboy boots stomping down the back steps and the door slamming. We didn't see C*rt for a couple hours after that.

(You might be wondering: where was my mom during all of this? Why, where she always is. Hiding away in her bedroom because she can't ever stand up for her own fucking kids unless it publicly makes her look like a decent mother to strangers)

Fast forward 15 years. I'm happily trans. My sister is bisexual as fuck, and my little brother just now today told me he now has a boyfriend that he's super happy with.

Guess you didn't get all the precious little perfect white Bible Babies you wanted, eh, mah?

Anyway, TL;DR my sister is a fucking badass (and a ridiculously talented and creative artist and you should give her a follow over at @krowkeeper). And I've never been more proud of the siblings I got stuck with.

Moral of the story: make your broken family into kintsugi art.

Edric, busting through the door after his date: they sat really close to me but they didn’t want to hold hands i think. is it because I’m ugly???