#areus and verres are done now i just have to do callie

[sparatus]

spent like an hour and a half experimenting with brushes in csp to figure out one i liked for quick sketches of turian tattoos and now it's all over for you assholes

[sparatus]

It’s Blursday!! 🖤💜

You’ve given your characters the dreaded IKEA divorcemaker: the LIATORP TV storage combination. Obviously, this is no two-man job; no, with its 30+ page instruction manual, we’ve got all hands on deck for this one!

Who’s:

Tossing the instructions aside and diving straight in

Actually reading the instructions and making sure they have all the parts and tools

Gets the “most important job”: holding the hammer until it’s needed and not touching ANYTHING ELSE OH MY GOD

Providing snacks, drinks, moral support, and has a therapist on speed dial

Just here to take directions

Already has the bookshelf built, was this supposed to be hard?

AH. HELL. let's see i did an amalgam last week so let's do. the sparatus clan specifically :)

coracia's tossing the instructions. fuck it, she's an ophthalmologist, she went to medical school, she can put together a spirits-forsaken big cabinet thing.

ierian immediately fishes the instructions back out and sits down to read them and check inventory. he knows how this goes by now. he's known his big sister all his life and he knows the cussing will start in about 3.8 minutes so he's gonna be ready for it. callie, loyal daddy's girl that she is, comes over to help count and sort, she LOVES counting and sorting.

verres is given the hammer. not because he's particularly bad at DIY, but because his dad and his aunt are now locked in the age-old deathmatch of Who Is The Superior Sibling, and help from the big strong (good with his hands, knows how to read pictographs) army officer is not desired. he thinks it's funny, for his part, and hangs out on the couch entertaining his nephews.

teia and amulitus (cori's husband) are in the kitchen, watching from the safety of the bar. mully brought honey treats and teia's baking some brownies or something. theoretically, they're both good at putting flat-pack furniture together, but their respective spouses have gotten involved, so now they get to sit back with some nice mead and watch from a safe distance. they're taking bets.

cor's son daxaeus is just here to take instructions, aunt teia said there'd be brownies?

and then areus just calmly builds it himself while his dad and aunt are bickering. his siblings and cousin think this is hilarious and help him with the lifting and holding things in place while he screws them in. he's halfway done by the time ierian and cor notice, and they very sheepishly come help and don't speak about their bickering. teia and mully soothe their wounded egos with snacks and promises not to tell their mom.

(bonus: the kids make no such promises. meana won't give up the snitch. both of her grown-ass children in their 70s get baby books about getting along with others and teamwork for solstice.)

im wheezing thank you!!