we had three brothers who married three sisters (whose last name was Loving).
Okay, that freaks me out in fic, but at least they're all straight?
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we had three brothers who married three sisters (whose last name was Loving).
Okay, that freaks me out in fic, but at least they're all straight?
Okay, that freaks me out in fic, but at least they're all straight?
Well, I don't know that for sure. They were married, that's all I can say! I always wondered if they were really all in love, or if those were marriages of convenience/land consolidation.
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Did they follow birth orders with the lineup?
A common trope in the pairing I read is for both brothers to come out of the closet and date siblings. And I' just thinking "that's a lot of gay *and* a lot of family". The all gay thing, however, I grok. I'm related to that, pretty much. But marrying siblings? Lawdy!
Did they follow birth orders with the lineup?
I believe they did!
Oh, hey, any artists here-given that I don't do hairspray, should I just wait until I get fixative before finishing the piece? Is here any other substitute to fixative I might have around the house?
I believe they did!
Okay, thats comforting too. In the rope I was complaining about it was older brother to younger brother, so when you do it so they've been hanging out a while it's often a creepy age gap and it smacks of grooming.
Nothing quite like falling in the aisle of a plane when you're deplaning. Or deboarding. I know now, because I've done it!
No serious injury, fortunately, though I'll have a lovely bruise on my arm for several days.
Hey, it's a bit late, but -- don't break your hand,
Oh, no, Dana! I'm glad you're (mostly) all right!
My sister and I hung out a lot with a set of brothers. It was totally conceivable that we'd have dated siblings. She was engaged to the oldest brother. There were a total of four, and I was the same age as the second youngest, who was my best friend through childhood. Although, when they broke up, my mom took me aside and lectured me that I was not to then date my sister's ex-fiance. I was, maybe fifteen? I was all WTF...well, now that you mention it...
She believed that the oldest brother (who was a few years younger than older sis, but a few years older than me) would totally have been a better fit with me (he was a musician, much more easy-going than my sister, etc.) but that of course I shouldn't then date him. I had no intention of dating him, I was just super disappointed he wasn't going to be my brother-in-law.
Then I went on to date a guy that was even older than him, so I guess my mom was right to worry.
Also: Thanks, Liese!
Wait, for what? The giant goodstuff queue dump I did?