#not the first time i've wung it

[lunaremy]

Always had this idea that blacks a really good combatant when he wants to be. I mean, if I remember correctly bro used to be whites arch nemesis (unless timeliness are different)

That would require SOME kind of battle prowess, right?

It's debatable, but thanks to R2 I think they still have a sibling rivalry.

"Really? You have nothing to show?"

"I told you already, White. I don't DO training. Im already perfect."

"No! You! Aren't!"

White stood over Black, his face red with anger.

"You always say junk like 'im so perfect'," He imitated Black's suave voice. "but it's NOT TRUE!!"

Black stared back, no remorse present on his face.

"Really?! It isn't true?" Black raised his voice accordingly. "I'll show you perfection!! You've lied!!"

"Then show it to me in a battle!" White pointed his finger at Black, his voice brimming with great amounts of rage.

"Oh, I'll show YOU a battle."

"Then it's on!!"

One might ask what this duel is about, and the answer is simple.

Black skipped out on doing the chores again.

It was his week to do the chores, as denoted by White's handy dandy chore board (in which his name was listed for most of the tasks most of the time). White was really too tired to do everything this week, so the tasks automatically went to the second oldest; that being Black.

Except Black really doesn't care for doing chores.

"Why would I do the dishes? It'll soil my beautiful complexion if i'm exposed to such dirt."

"Sorry, but I only do my own laundry. You can ask Pink to deal with it."

On, and on, and on, and on....

White had had it.

Before long, the two had made their way to a sort of training arena; a vast plane of grass filled with various blocks to break apart.

White felt the data required for such a battle load itself as a countdown began.

It's on.

The beginning of such a fight was slow, as to be expected. White could hear Black's explosions from across the map.

BOOM. More bombs.

BOOM. More firepower.

BOOM. More speed.

Before long, most of the blocks had been destroyed by now, and White quickly had to devise a plan once the blocks separating him from his opponent were destroyed.

A bomb appeared in his hand, and he quickly adjusted to the weight of it, before chucking it over the Block.

"Guh-!!"

He heard a muffled shout of pain from behind the blocks.

That's the plan!

White produced another bomb and threw it over the blocks again, before placing another bomb at the block to break it.

But it broke before his bomb went off.

"Huh?" He mumbled it under his breath. There was no indication of Pain from Black, who was not present when White's bomb exploded and he looked out from the smoke and ashes.

Through the thick smog of smoke, White saw a bomb heading towards him, and quickly shot back to his hiding position as it slid past him before exploding in a spectacular fashion.

Black was silent. White couldn't even hear his feet hitting the ground.

"Yo, White!" It sounded far away. White moved out of his hiding spot and began searching for him to engage battle.

"Show yourself, Black!"

"Why? So you can have the advantage?"

This time, Black's voice was towards the left of his position. White moved accordingly. There were some blocks that had yet to be destroyed; perhaps they contained some power ups. So far, White could only throw, and Black seemed to only be able to kick.

White hesitated for a moment.

"That kind of thinking's only for losers, yknow."

White hears Black's voice move, and he's seemingly halfway across the map by now.

He hears the sound of a powerup data-chip being picked up.

No....Black's voice is getting closer.

White bolts from his position, but before he can flee from the brick his back is up against, his vision goes blank as he feels a bomb land atop his head.

It rolls forward, and White collapses in pain, struggling to regain awareness.

"And boy, you seem like a loser right now."

It's...behind the brick.

When White comes to, he quickly realizes that there is a ticking bomb in front of him.

And he can't escape. No matter how much he pushes and prods at the bomb blocking his path, he can't escape.

In one final shout of desperation, White yells;

"YOU CAN DO ALL OF THIS,"

The bomb explodes, sending White flying, but he continues in despair.

"BUT YOU CAN'T DO CHORES????"

Once White's out of sight, Black scoffs, pretending to flip his nonexistent hair with great sass.

"I told him. Chores simply ruin my beauty."

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The door slides open in front of him, and Black enters his home. Yellow's already doodling something in the living room. On the couch rests White, lying

Wow. just how hard did I throw that bomb? Perhaps I don't realize my strength.

"Well? Are you feeling any better?" White complains.

It seemingly flies over Black's head, as he responds like White doesn't have an issue with him.

"I feel INCREDIBLE, White."

"Glad to hear, because I'm stuck here with a blinding headache thanks to you."

White sighs in pain.

Of course, using your antennae to return to a safer position doesn't alleviate the pain that blasted you away entirely. Right now, the pain seemed almost blinding as White's internals struggled to reorient themself following such an intense battle.

At least Black's good at one thing.

He'd used the smoke from the bombs to mask his movements, uttering annoyances to throw White off.

White had realized that during his time spent on the couch. His emotions got the best of him, causing him to suffer a lapse in focus. That lapse ultimately led to him losing the battle, resulting in the throbbing headache that he's suffering from as they spoke.

"LISTEN to me, Black." distress was apparent in White's eyes as he looked up at him. "You gotta do the chores...you beat me pretty badly back there. I'm too sore to finish them. So you gotta use that skill you displayed to do the chores."

"But I said..." Black started, but White interrupted him again.

"Cmon, dude. If you're so perfect, use that perfection to help me out."

"I'm perfect, you say?" There he goes, fishing for compliments.

"Yes, you're perfect." White plays along, if only for the sake of getting him to do the damn chores.

"Then I'll bestow just a bit of my perfection unto you, White. To the chores I go!!"

Finally, he leaves.

White sighs with relief instead of stress this time.

At the very least, I know Black used to be quite motivated to become better than me...

I wonder if he'll pick up that behavior with the chores, as well.

It's silent.

Jesus christ, the headache is real, though...

[threejadesoflan]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? The answer, as ever, is brainrot. I fell down the danmei rabbit hole after getting the MDZS manhua and am to blame for dragging frexiasought down with me, but it's her who convinced me to make the blog and try writing some of my favourites. That said, I still want to write fanfiction with them too.

is there anything you don’t like to write? Character or ship bashing. I'll never enjoy reading it, and I refuse to write it. Obviously some characters are antagonists, but I'm so tired of Jiang Cheng bashing and Lan Xichen or Lan Qiren bashing. I didn't leave the FE community just to see the same things here.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? Maybe it's because I'm an old woman, but recently I've come to LOVE family content. Mu Qing's style of running his Palace is based on sect culture but also on that. And in general I just LOVE good sibling dynamics.

how do you come up with headcanons? Primarily brainwaves. Typically I bounce these brainwaves off of my notes app or Eva before I finalise them, but there's no telling what prompts some of those. They might come while I'm reading/watching, but also out of the blue while I'm working or showering. I do, however, also have a history of reading fanfics, spotting headcanons or portrayals I enjoy, and stealing them for myself (often with a bit of readjusting to better fit my own purposes). I'm not proud of stealing, and I try to credit the og fics if it applies, but I'm not above admitting it. 

do you write in silence or do you play music? I tend to have speedruns open at all times when I'm home, so I listen to that. Otherwise I typically have music going, though I usually can't sit still when listening to music. I detest silence, though.

do you plan your replies or wing them? I typically wing them. Usually I'll have an idea of how to respond when I first see the post/ask I'm responding to, but as to how I execute that thought and add to it, that's winged. Wung?

do you enjoy shipping? Recently I've come to enjoy more platonic relationships more, but I will always be a shipping whore. I think that my aromantic ass lives vicariously through fictional characters.

what’s your alias/name? BP!

age? I just turned 31 this year and I feel like a relic of an ancient civilisation.

birthday? Mid February.

favorite color? Red and black, judging from my warhammer armies.

favorite song? I go back and forth. Wuji (XiaoZhan and WangYibo version) is very high up there atm though.

last movie you watched? Kingsman. My brother insisted I had to, as a self-respecting Bachelor of English Literature, and he was right.

last show you watched?  I'm actually in the middle of watching the Untamed with Eva! It's a lot better than I expected, the actors very clearly understood the characters they're portraying.

last song you listened to? According to my youtube history, something from the Golden Sun Dark Dawn OST.

favorite food? I would commit a crime for the asian-inspired soups from a local noodle joint.

favorite season? Cranky old woman doesn't like any season. I go from hay fever season into cold season. I'd say autumn, but the cycling roads get super dangerous and the low-hanging sun blinds me. So probably summer, outside of heatwave time, bc both school and work tend to settle down around that time.

do you have a tumblr best friend? Pep and Eva for sure!

[maridotnet]

Hi!! I was just thinking about your Very Sad piece for day 23 and wondering about your drawing process, particularly because of the complexity of the water - do you sketch in pencil first? If you have the chance and feel comfortable, do you think you could share a couple of in progress shots of your beautiful art? <3

ARGHRHGH okay i had MOST of this answered and then my page suddenly crashed, so I'm very frustrated, but I'm DETERMINED to type it all up again! First of all thank you for the ask! :D I don't usually take very many in-process photos, although I might do that for today's so I can give you a better look. :) For this piece, I started off filming myself dragging around a body pillow as reference footage for the pose. Meet Chat Noir!

(My room's a mess because I still haven't finished unpacking, don't mind it lol) If the poses I want are very simple, or don't interact with each other, or I've drawn similar ones, I don't always need a reference. In most cases though, I'll either spend some time on Google Images or photograph myself to help. I went through my footage and found some frames that I liked, and sketched some of them out in a different sketchbook. It's bigger and I like using it for planning and reference practice. Here's that page!

Because I draw with traditional media, and I'm trying to do all of these pictures back to back in one sketchbook, I try to plan it out in a fair amount of detail before starting on the actual page. Once I get going, it can be tricky to shift things around, especially because I always sketch in colored pencil. (I think it looks nice, it's not as messy as graphite, and it also has a subtle bearing on the mood of the final piece. This one is a dark blue-green because I wanted it to look really waterlogged, but I've used pink, purple, or yellow for a lot of Marichats so far.) The pose here was something I put a lot of thought into because I wanted it to be close enough to show how protective and intense Marinette was, but also with enough distance that I could clearly show the strain on her body and his weight in her arms. The story is also important to all of this, especially in the sketching stage. I knew Chat would be floating partially, so that would affect his weight. I knew Marinette had been looking for him for a while, so her hair was plastered to her face - and she'd gone out in a hurry, so her raincoat was unbuttoned. Chat had been slumped in an alleyway for a while as the rain fell, so the blood was diluted and darkened. etc etc I picked the Place des Vosges for the background because a) it was simple b) trees and fences are pretty easy to wreak havoc on! (this is so long sorry) I sketched the people first, to make sure the pose fit into the frame, then added in some background markers, and a few directional lines to remind me of the water flow direction (I knew I wanted her fighting against the current to bring him home). I lined the people first too, leaving out the pupils and mouths til later, because those are the main indicators of emotion, and I wanted to make sure they would still work if the mood of the piece shifted. From there I lined the people in ink, added more detail to the background sketch to make sure it fit around them well and was still clearly readable, and then inked that. For the water...idk what to tell you, I was winging it which is funny because that's the part everyone's commented on the most sdflkjdf I did use some references (I googled like, "water moving past rocks") to see how water responds to obstacles, but water is really difficult to draw, so I just kinda...wung it and tried to create something genre-appropriate! I steered clear of realism bc I knew I wouldn't be able to pull it off very convincingly and would get bogged down in all the deatil it's possible to include. (@davey-in-a-minivan of the very big brain pointed out that the water looks like peacock feathers) After that, I think I lightly colored the people first, then the background, so I could keep a handle on how they affected each other. Again, the story is important here too, because it makes the clothes shiny, and darker if they're absorbent, and the water darker and with more debris because of the turbulence. I do have a picture I sent to a friend part way through:

After that, I just kept going until I was happy! I like dramatic shading, so I added in a bit more as I went, but because light on a foggy day is pretty diffused, I didn't do as much as usual with that. I added more detail to the trees and sky behind because it didn't fit well with the rest of the piece, and eventually I got here!

And voila!! I hope that offers some insight hahaha - thanks again for the ask :))) (I might take more progress pictures of today's project for the future)