Saw this and immediately thought of my characters Ishtal and Arancha. They are sisters who have been trained their entire lives to become the guardians of their isolated village and stand between it and the outside world. Arancha is the older of the two and very much an Eldest Daughter, very responsible and committed to being the Good One. Ishtal would like to be well-behaved, too, but is unfortunately hampered by involuntary kleptomania that may or may not be the result of a curse. Despite their differences, they are close and loving until Ishtal finds herself exiled from the village, creating a rift between them.
From today's chapter:
“Are you sure you’ll be all right?” Arancha asked, not for the first time. Ishtal had lost count of how many times they’d been over this.
“It’ll be fine,” she reiterated, mostly patiently. “All I’ll be doing is walking to Seigarren Herria, handing out the mail, picking ours up from Guardian Kemen, and walking back. I won’t even be gone the whole day. And I’ve only done this, what, dozens of times before?” The mail runs between villages were one of the first guardian duties Father had delegated to them, once they were old enough to cover the distances involved. To begin with, they’d always gone together, but now that they were grown up, they made the trips on their own and split the list of destinations between them.
“Yes, but—” Arancha glanced over her shoulder and lowered her voice. “This isn’t one of the ones you usually do. They won’t be…prepared. For your, well, you know.”
Ishtal glared. “You don’t have to sound like that. I’m not a flood or a windstorm. I don’t need safety precautions.”
Arancha didn’t say anything, just twitched the end of her tail. And all right, it was just possible that the reason there hadn’t been an incident of Ishtal walking off with anything valuable or important in years was that their neighbors, and the people in other villages she visited often, had learned to keep her away from shiny odds and ends—but she didn’t know that. Maybe she’d just grown out of the proclivity. Arancha had no reason to give her that suspicious look.
“I’m a grown woman,” she continued. “I think I can exercise some self-control and keep my fingers from wandering for an hour or two. It probably won’t even be a problem; they don’t know me as well, so they’ll be less likely to invite me to linger or come inside. I’ll be in and out before any trouble could even start.”
“Ishtal,” Arancha cut in. “I don’t think you understand. It’s not you I’m worried about, it’s Berezi.”
“Oh.” Ishtal’s defensiveness dropped slightly. “Right. Her. I wasn’t thinking about that.”
“Why do you think I insisted on putting Seigarren Herria on my list?” Arancha said dryly. “You know what, I’ve changed my mind. I’ll go after all.”
“What? No way, you’re not feeling well, you need to rest—”
“I meant I’ll go when I’m feeling better. The mail can wait a day or two, it’s fine. If Father asks, I’ll explain and he’ll understand.”
Ishtal sighed. “That’s not fair to everybody else, though. We only swap mail with the Seigarrens every other week. They’ve been waiting.” She squared her shoulders. “Look, I’ll just go. In and out, no lingering, it won’t be a problem. You’ll see.”
Arancha looked like she wanted to argue, but then sneezed violently. “All right, all right, you win. I don’t know why I bothered trying.”
“You’re always trying,” Ishtal teased. “You can’t help it, it’s in your nature.”
“Very funny, pailazo. You’d better get going if you’re going.”
Ishtal smirked, then scooped up the mail sack and slung it across her back. “I won’t be long. Don’t start supper without me.”
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I write lots of sibling shenannigans but how about some sibling touching moments?
sibling touching moments:
“Hey.”
I look up slowly to see Cocoa sitting down in my desk chair, bouncing her leg anxiously.
“Are you absolutely sure you’re alright, Dominic?” she pouts nervously, putting her thumb to my cheek to smudge out one of the tear streaks. “This isn’t just one of those boy things where you pretend you don’t have feelings?”
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Harper has three sisters. Adidale and Isabelle are 18 year old identical twins, and Mia is the baby at 15. Hie loves his sisters and they're extremely close.
The main character of this story (Ezekiel) is the middle child he has 2 older siblings- Eden and Elijah and 3 younger sisters- Elizabeth,Ester, and Eve. One of them gave him the nickname Zig when he was little but I'll reveal that soon-ish.
One of the main characters (Elio) has a younger sister Gia.
The 2 main characters are siblings Evan and Owen Moriarty, more siblings will be revealed in series eventually and I still have to model them in 3d too XD
Owen 12 is more of a reserved geek while Evan 21 is daring and adventurous. There's a vast difference in their age and Owen may see Evan as both exciting but also rebellious compared to the reserved upbringing at home. Owen always saw Evan as the cooler and talented brother, Evan thought him to draw and play keyboard. Evan being the daring one and Owen being the trusting one, often leads to Owen being dragged into Evans random adventures.
They were close years ago but as Evan crossed into mid-late teens a strain between the father and Evan led to him (Evan) rarely being home. Nothing is clearly given in the beginning but more of the family complexities surface throughout with lots of misunderstandings.
The main plot follows the brothers being stranded from their family, left to rely on each-other and rekindle their once close kinship.
They also have a 5 year old brother, Neon but he is with his parents and currently only seen through chat videos and photos.
He seems to enjoy whatever Owen is into, Owen being a Wrestling Warriors fan, and Neon is seen with a toy and t-shirt from it. Given Owen's personality he would be a gentle bigger brother, a whiteboard in background reveals Owen teaching Neon how to write and draw.
Reserved Owen may not be able to handle Neon all the time, "Mom Neon scribbled markers over my new toy dinosaur"
Photos show Neon becoming excited when Evan is playing with him, Evan's mischievous nature may incite Neon into rough play.
Melissa is the youngest of three girls. don't ask why she's dressed as a jar of pickles. it's the way she is
her older sisters are kind of like two additional mothers for her, because her own mother was too shattered to really raise her daughters at all. Melly's Grammy was the head of their family and raised her daughter and gold daughters...not particularly well, but very lovingly. she wanted the best for them, so she tried to train them all into becoming sugar babies...
This Tumblr post has a majority of my art of the Chandrani-Rivera triplets of Blue Horizon hanging out together outside the comic I'm updating of late (TW for blood):
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