#sword fighting

[bogslob]

I was so sad when they cut Luke teaching Percy sword fighting from earlier episodes, one of the main reasons being because it would have meant that they couldn’t reasonably have Luke giving Percy instructions during the Ares fight, but having sword fighting lesson flashbacks during the fight was genius it tied everything together really well and made so much sense considering Luke hasn’t been in a huge portion of the show and your average viewer wouldn’t necessarily recognise his voice

#percy jackson #the lightning thief #rick riordan #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy jackon and the olympians #we find out the truth sort of #pjo #pjo spoilers #pjo finale #i battle my jerk relative #ares #luke castellan #sword fighting

[thepedanticbohemian]

A helpful post about dying in a sword fight for all my fantasy writing folks.

#sword fighting #writing #writers #writers on tumblr #writing community #writerscommunity #writer things #writerslife #novel writing #writing tips #writers and readers #writing advice #writing resources #writing help #how to write #writing tools

[pettynun]

I finished cleaning and coloring a short animation I started as a student ^^ I think I kind of like swords. Also bonus tiny anim

#2d animation #fantasy #sword fighting #dnd #it's my pathfinder fighter branwen with Radiance from a wrath of the righteous campaign i played #i made a concept of her a LOOONG time ago and it's somewhere in my mini blog lol

[the-modern-typewriter]

Encouragement: your prose has such a physical, tangible element that is so rare and immersive and incredible! Your descriptions don’t just feel real, they make me feel like I am real inside the story (if that makes any sense haha). Thanks for sharing your talent so generously!

Prompt request: a sword fight between the protagonist and antagonist, including all the witty banter and sexual tension, that ends with the protagonist on their knees, sword under their chin, pretending not to be terrified - and whatever you think should come next :)

"It's been a while since we've done this," the antagonist murmured. Their intent gaze tracked every step, every breath, that the protagonist made around them on the arena sand. "I was starting to think I wouldn't get the pleasure again."

"You like being cut to ribbons and knocked on your arse, sire?"

"Well, you do it beautifully." The cruel monarch's eyes gleamed in the sun. "What can I say? It's inspiring."

It wasn't what the protagonist had expected. The last time the protagonist had challenged them and won - bargaining for the safety of their entire village - the antagonist had been livid. They'd never lost before.

There was no lie in the antagonist's eyes though. Only a strange admiration that made something in the protagonist's stomach bottom out.

The antagonist lunged in the brief distraction that comment caused.

The protagonist parried just in time - then they were off. The air rang with the clash of their swords, with the sound of their panting breaths and pounding hearts.

The crowd roared hungry behind it all. It was a long-awaited rematch after all. A talented tyrant and the only upstart to ever beat them on the field. A nobody.

The protagonist was swiftly made aware of the fact that the antagonist had vastly improved since their last match. Everything about them was sharpened to a deadly purpose. The protagonist's heartbeat quickened.

It struck them, for the first time, that they might not win again.

They paused many minutes later with both of their blades locked in place, their faces inches apart. Sweat stung the protagonist's eyes.

The antagonist grinned. "As I said, inspiring. I'm so glad you came back."

"You made it hard not to."

"You made it hard not to spend the last three years thinking about you."

The protagonist swallowed.

The improvement was impressive. The antagonist was as gorgeous to watch in action as they were horrifying to fight against.

"You're still not winning," the protagonist said. "Go back and train for another three years. Then, maybe."

"Your arms are trembling."

The protagonist wrenched back, at that, and lunged anew. The problem was that their arms were shaky with the effort of blocking and evading the antagonist's blows.

The two of them had always had different styles. The protagonist was fast, light on their feet. They'd mostly trained for multiple opponents. The antagonist had trained for this. They were far stronger than the protagonist was in the force of their blows. Before, they'd been much slower. Now, they were still slower - but only just. There was no respite.

The longer it dragged on, the more the fight tipped into the antagonist's favour. The protagonist had always won by dispatching their opponents as swiftly as possible, but the antagonist was a siege weapon. They didn't even seem tired.

"Would you like to get on your knees for me now," the antagonist asked, "or would you like me to knock you to them? I don't mind either way, when it's you."

The protagonist snarled, too breathless for words.

They'd managed to draw first blood, just like last time, but since then...

The antagonist tipped their head, a mocking incline of acknowledgement. Then they were bearing on the protagonist again.

The protagonist didn't remember hitting their knees, some time later. They were too concerned with their sword wrenching out of their hand, landing out of reach, for the dull pain of it to register.

Cold, unyielding metal pressed cold against the flushed skin at their throat.

The protagonist finally went still. They had one hand planted on the sand to catch themselves, head bowed where they'd frozen. Beneath the cover of their hair, their gaze flicked around desperately for an angle they could use.

Could they tackle the antagonist's legs? Make a dash for their blade again? A grab for the antagonist's sword instead?

Not with that blade held so firmly, so confident, against their jugular.

The antagonist nudged the sword up against the protagonist's chin. The protagonist tipped their head back up, careful not to make any sudden moves.

"Hands behind your head," the antagonist said.

The protagonist met their eyes, then slowly did as they were told. Their chest heaved.

The crowd, for all of their baying racket, felt distant. Inconsequential.

Nobody would challenge the antagonist if they slit the protagonist's neck. They probably wouldn't even be surprised. Fear licked up the protagonist's spine.

"Tell me you surrender," the antagonist said, softly.

"I don't."

"You don't want to do this nicely?"

The protagonist said nothing.

"Tell me I'm a better fighter," the antagonist said. "Tell me I'm the best you've ever fought."

They absolutely were the best the protagonist had fought in a very long time, but that was also absolutely besides the point.

"We've both won one." The protagonist's jaw clenched. "We'd have to go a third round to decide that."

"Mm." Something shifted on the antagonist's face, there and gone in an instant. "By all means. Can you get up?" They tapped the protagonist's chin with the sword again, that time breaking skin. The protagonist felt blood trickle down their neck.

The protagonist started to rise. They crumpled just as quickly, with a startled hitch of breath. Their tired legs abruptly felt like jelly. They'd no idea how they'd got so exhausted. They-

"Your blade," the protagonist said, in accusing disbelief. "What did you-?" The antagonist's talent was by no means fake, but they'd also clearly had no intention of leaving a rematch and their reputation to chance. Their blade, and the thin cut on the protagonist's neck, was tainted by something.

"Oh dear oh dear," the antagonist said. "It seems you've pushed yourself too far. You should have yielded with dignity."

"Bastard."

"Surrender."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll give you enough of a dose that you can never pick up a sword with those impressive hands again. I respect you greatly. You will give me the respect I deserve in return."

The protagonist stared at them. They shouldn't have been stunned. They knew the antagonist's reputation.

The smirk had vanished from the antagonist's face. So had the flirting, if it could be called that.

"I surrender," the protagonist said. Their vision hazed.

The antagonist dropped the blade from the protagonist's throat, sheafed their sword, and offered a hand.

With everyone watching, the protagonist took it.

The antagonist hauled them up. The protagonist's vision tunneled.

"Good match," the antagonist said, sounding sincere. "You really are incredible." They yanked the protagonist in close, to press their lips to the protagonist's ear. "If you can walk out of this arena without collapsing, I'll even let you go. I just had to prove I could win, you see. People talk. They get ideas."

The protagonist made a small, involuntarily strangled sound.

The antagonist's thumb caressed their racing pulse. "My god, though." Their voice dropped. "You look even more enticing than I imagined beaten. You really shouldn't have been interesting. I thought you'd cave like everyone does."

The antagonist clapped their shoulder and stepped back, beaming.

The protagonist made it all of three, stubborn steps before they hit the dust.

#sword fighting #antagonists #antagonist x protagonist #protagonists and antagonists #writing #short story #fiction #sword fight #enemies

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I went to dinner theater with my brother, and some bald guy started sword fighting him. I had to bail my brother out and stab the bald guy. Turns out he was an actor for the dinner theater and I just stabbed him for no reason.

#dream #dinner #theater #brother #family #sword fighting #sword #violence tw #fighting #stabbing tw #injury #actor #acting

[crazybirdrebel]

sword fight any one !!?? WOLLIP

#wollip #sword fighting

[sikuena]

prompt #43; bloody kisses

suggested by none other than @nostalgicish <3

#klance #lance mcclain #keith kogane #voltron legendary defender #brainrot #semirealism #siki answers! #cw blood #greyscale #lgbt art #digital art #close ups #rendering #mlm yearning #mlm art #fluff #they r boyfriends #sword fighting #vld keith #vld lance #lance vld #keith vld #klance in 2024 #illustration #gay bi solidarity

[deactivatesamwhich]

Whenever I question whether I'm faking and actually just a "not like other girls" girl I remember those times when i was 14 and fantasized about getting my boobs sliced off in an epic sword fighting accident, imagining the gaping bloody hole in my chest through which you could see my ribs, and that was a positive thing. As a sheltered 14 year old in 2011 who'd never yet heard of top surgery or the concept of transgender or nonbinary, I figured that the only way I'd ever have a flat chest again was if I sustained a grievous bodily injury, and the pain would still be worth it. The first thing my brain came up with was a fucking Sword Fight, not even something more plausible for a woman like breast cancer, but a fucking pirate sword fight on a fucking boat. Cause then with my gaping chest wound shoddily patched up, as penalty for losing the sword fight I'd be enslaved to the pirate captain. But wait, no girls allowed on the boat, it's bad luck, we're gonna have to shave your head and rename you something badass like Scar-Heart Jack. You'll never see your family again, you'll be swabbing decks and bailing out the bilge for the rest of your days until you die from scurvy at the ripe old age of 18, but that's at least plausibly young enough that the other pirates could think that the reason you're so scrawny is cause you're just a late bloomer, not a girl.

And the pirate captain will weep for you because he'd grown to love you like a son.

Yeah, totally normal thing for a real girl to want.

#nonbinary #transmasc #pirate-core #top surgery #dysphoria #sword fighting

[kultofathena]

#Kult of Athena #KultOfAthena #Meme Monday #HEMA #Historical European Martial Arts #LARP #Live Action Role Play #sword #swords #sword fighting

[viridian-pickle]

#photography #luxury #aesthetic #beautiful #style #lifestyle #sport #fencing #en garde #traditional #sword #sword fighting #gentlemen #monochrome #outfit

[tracle0]

Sword-fighting tips, from a fencer

I've been fencing for only a few months, but in the time, I've noticed a few things that could help with writing in general.

You don't talk during a bout. This is both a rule and common sense - you get breathless, dancing back and forth, there's no time for a homoerotic back-and-forth. Save that for before, or after.

It's fast. Incredibly fast. Granted, this does depend on which sword you fight, but that's only because of the different rules - good fencers are fast and smooth and it happens so fast it's hard to see the blade move.

Speaking of which - good fencers are smooth! This goes into several areas.

Footwork - incredibly important. You can recover from sloppy swordwork, but footwork is foundational to victory. Fencing footwork looks a lil goofy, but it does genuinely help with balance and speed of movement.

Most of the weight is on the back leg, for launching off with, or, if retreating, the weight shifts to the front leg to launch you backwards.

Swordwork - sloppy swordwork is... alright, but not ideal. For most fights, you want to work on point control - where the tip of your blade is going. I struggle with this myself still, but common practice includes knotting some thick rope, dangling it from a branch or something similar, and letting the rope sway, then trying to hit the knot.

Additionally, any experienced fighter will be incredibly aware of distance - what's the closest they can be without getting hit? How far away can they be but still able to hit? These things determine duels.

How you hold the handle of the sword can actually help your chance of winning quite a lot - one of our instructors says he holds it like you'd hold a bird's body - firm enough so it won't fly away, but gentle enough to not hurt it. This means, that when you go to strike, you can squeeze your hand, and the blade will clear the distance much faster.

Good parries can determine your victory or loss. Often, a parry-riposte can get you the point, or win you the fight - where you get the opponent's blade away from you, then hit them quickly as they're vulnerable.

Depending on your intent in a fight, you may want to dodge instead of parry, though - launch yourself backwards when you expect them to strike to make them miss. In fencing, this would mean (in sabre and foil) that the priority (and ability to get a point) switches to you, whereas in a real match, this could just give you distance if you need to plan a new attack or get away.

Watch fencing matches! If your character is:

Slow and methodical, psyching their opponent out - watch epee

Fast and brutal, hitting hard and relentlessly - watch sabre

Flourished and dignified - watch foil

#sword fighting #sword fighting tips #writing sword fighting #how to write a sword fight #fencing #writerblr #writingblr #writblr #writerblr advice #sword advice #sword fighting advice #hope this helps

[xiaolanhua]

My Journey to You 云之羽 (2023) Dir. Edward Guo – Ep. 24

#my journey to you #cdrama #cdramaedit #zhang linghe #zhang ling he #esther yu #yu shuxin #ji ling chen #my gifs #* #userdramas #asiandramanet #sword fighting #useryd #lextag #baek1nho #perioddramaedit #period drama

[nooling]

bonus: I accidentally redrew some poses from several years ago

#my art #gesture drawing #sketches #STILL PRACTISING AWAY FOLKS #wanna up my everything game #hands #fencing #sword fighting

[braindamagedrizz]

In Succession.

#destiny 2 #destiny 2 oc #destiny oc #destiny osiris #destiny 2 fanart #osiris x saint 14 x oc #osiris destiny #destiny 2 guardians #Osiris x Guardian #Sketches #sword fighting #weirdly homoerotic training #Mostly done for practice #Osiris and Ruxiz deserve to have some fruity training sessions

[runeswordproductions]

What Your Favorite Sword Says About You (Slanderous)

Arming sword: you cannot fight without your emotional support buckler

Backsword: you’re the weirdo at the saber event

Basket-hilted broadsword: you’re an American with a kilt collection

Cutlass: you’re willing to spend $400 to lose at saber

Dagger: you like to grapple but can’t close distance without getting cleaved

Dussack: you don’t understand why no one wants to play with a 400-year-old boffer

Katana: there is a 90% chance you have no idea what you’re doing

Kriegsmesser: you’re willing to spend $800 to lose at longsword

Longsword (German): wall of text about why your feder is a real sword

Longsword (Italian): you get scared and confused whenever your opponent switches to thumb grip

Messer: wall of text about why your messer *isn’t* a real sword

Montante: you have no friends

Rapier: you’re scared to get hit with a sidesword

Saber (dueling): you’re a sport fencer who wanted a flashier outfit

Saber (military): you will burst into flames if you lose to one more dueling saberist

Sidesword: you’re not dexterous enough for rapier

Shashka: you like wearing furry hats better than having fingers

Smallsword: you can’t lift a rapier

Spadroon: you’re outnumbered by people who have never heard of your weapon at your own event

Viking sword: there’s a 100% chance you have no idea what you’re doing

#Swords #HEMA #historical fencing #longsword #rapier #saber #fencing #sword fighting #shitpost

[personinthepalace]

Behind the Scenes Swordfighting Stunt Choreography with Lockwood and Co

for @charmquarkstrangequark - a compilation of all the bts swordfighting choreo we got for l&co. Hope you enjoy this :)

#lockwood and co #lockwood & co #lockwood and co netflix #Youtube #sword fighting #swordfighting #stunt choreography #lockwood and co video #lockwood and co behind the scenes #lockwood and co cast #philip d’orleans #rhianna dorris #cameron chapman #ruby stokes #ali hadji heshmati #paddy holland #rico vina #edits in the palace #videos in the palace #not a lot of footage out there sadly #but still the bts stuff is really cool!’