Took 3 days (7 hour per Procreate timelapse recorded) to finished this piece, Really proud of the Color Dodge effect I learned from other artists, this makes the art look vibrant and lively!
In this picture, here we see Emperor Xian or Liu Xie , holding hands with Guan Ping, which realistically and historically NEVER happened, however in WWTBG, a novel about Guan Yu's wife and their family during the collapsing era of late Han, I had written about Guan Ping met the Emperor through dreams. (Also I speculated Guan Ping to be born around 182 AD, which technicall made him one year younger than Emperor Xian and Zhuge Liang...What a coincident)
As an author, I tend to leave the ambiguity : Was this a fever dream of a pure hearted teenager? Or was this a real dreamwalking scene that tied with karma , loneliness and shattering youth innocence? No one knows, and I'll let you, the readers and the viewers discuss what really happens in the dream.
Read Whispering Wind Through the Bamboo Grove (WWTBG) in ao3 , still on going within 50 chapters. Make sure to comment , bookmarked and leave some kudos!
(Now writer is on hiatus due to the latest dramatic chapter...*sniff*)
So this idea suddenly appeard while im talking with @andwhatnot1 on Guan Suo's existence and Guan Yinping. And here's a short horror story of Third Miss Guan, a daughter of a great general who happened to have something hidden inside of her...
A Brother's keeper
(POV)
Warning : Imply metaphors of gender dysphoria and DID , mentioned of child loss (by miscarriage or infant mortality) and mental disorder.
I am indeed an ally to LGBTQ+ friends and I am indeed a history and anthropology nerd who happened to also love fantasy and horror genre, so I wish this short story is pleasant for you guys and not upset anyone.
Okay, here we go!!!
My mother often said I am a miracle baby, born several years after the loss of a sibling who never stood a chance to be born or grow up.
My father was 42 , my mother was 37 , Ping-ge was ahead of me for around twenty years , already married and about to have a child of his own ; my own nephew or niece and Xing-ge is around 11 or 12 years old when I was born, I was indeed a favorite daughter , being cherished and loved by my parents and my brothers.
Will you believe me? Please don't calle a liar, please don't tell this to my parents or even my brothers, all I ever wanted is to live as normal as a girl, a single decent human being! God-damn it! Please stop his voice! It's keep buggin' me!
If I was wise as Ping-Ge had told me, If I wasn't a fool back when I was seven and a half years old... I wouldn't have to be a brother's keeper...
A keeper for a brother who never was, a boy who never been born into this world, probably never had a chance to developing from fetus state and died so sudden, all he left was his existence in a spiritual realm which men can't see, only a few like me could see him.
"Who are you?"
"Your brother"
"But I already have two of them..."
"Well, they had their bodies but I am a nobody though"
"Then what should I do to help you?"
"You know what? Let's play a game"
From then I start to act weirdly, so queer compared to all Han girls, I dressed up as a boy , being mischivous that sometimes I created a small havoc in my house and got beaten by my mother.
Yet people thought I was having a tomboyish personality and a naughty child.
It wasn't...
It's my brother, a boy I love and hate at the sane time, he never had a name and I don't wish to give him one as I fear of making him even attached to me, who's in charge of my body, the property my parents gave me.
I need help.
But who's gonna believe me? Who's gonna believe that their daughter or sister was posessed by their long gone boy?
And so, all I could do is pretend that everything he does was my will and accepted it.
This should be fairly self-explanatory, but because I struggle to be succinct at even the best of times: here are some Pride icons! I’m going to be churning these out like a madman, because it’s both topical and about the only thing I’ve had an idea for lately (I say that like making these requires any mental input whatsoever... heheh, they don’t).
Anyway, this is batch 1/?? - which is a technical term, of course. I did do a bit of maths earlier to work out how many icons it’d tot up to if I did every character for a good selection of different flags, and the total was 2000+, so I’m trying to stay away from concrete numbers at the minute so I don’t soil myself.
