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OK BUT LIKE THEIR EYES
Can we just take a moment to appreciate the contrast of their eyes. First panel is more on He Tian’s and the second is more on She Li’s.
How She Li’s look crazy and almost animal-like. Unpredictable and wild. Like he’s a hyena looking at a dead carcus. While He Tian’s look more like stone. They’re fixed and deadly. More so unreadable than anything else. Like smoke.
I absolutely love the work that Old puts into these updates. Just the artistic progress and effort that each panel has is amazing to me. Let alone the plot and how both (plot and art) work so well together to help emphasize the other. It’s so amazing to me.
Ok artist rant over
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Ok but can we talk about how in the new update He Tian didn’t take the whole blanket from Mo (or even just half like you would think to do). He only took a little bit. Maybe just enough that if he needed to he could touch Mo. Not like in a sexual way or anything, but just to know that Mo is there with him (like if he had a nightmare).
He Tians character development makes me really happy. He isn’t that snobby rich boy anymore. He’s ok with only having only a little bit of the covers so that Mo will be warm. Granted he is in long sleeves and pants but it’s still cute to think about.
Another thing is that covers make us feel secure when we sleep. So that fact that He Tian doesn’t need the covers over him makes it even sweeter. Simply because Mo is right there next to him he feels safe.
Happy 4th of July!
(Also this picture is super pretty to me and I’ll probably draw something to do with it later)
Heyooo
So there’s this thing with names and songs XD I got tagged by @i-got-these-words and imma do it I suppose. I’m not super sure how to link the songs though. But here ya go!
I: I Want You - Marina Hill
T: Titus Was Born - Young The Giant
H: House Of Gold - Twenty One Pilots
I: I’m Ready - AJR
N: No Option - Post Malone
K: Kickstart My Heart - Mötley Crüe
I: I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers
M: My Shit - A Boogie
H: Horns - Bryce Fox
E : Everybody’s Lonely - Jukebox The Ghost
R: Raise Hell - Dorothy
E: End Credits - Eden
I don’t really have a whole lot of people on here that I know well enough to challenge them to do it to but I guess if you see this post, go wild man. XD if you do it just @ me cuz I’d like to see. It was pretty fun to do
A Drunk Mo and A Confused He Tian
He Tian laid on his bed scrolling through his feed on Instagram. It was mostly just girls liking and commenting on his pictures and him stalking a certain red-haired boys account who refuses to fallow him back. He Tian knew Mo only made the account because Jian Yi told him to but why not take advantage of a good thing? In He Tians mind it was the world thanking him for all his good deeds.
He smiled as he looked at all the pictures (and not so upfront pictures) that he had of Mo in his own camera roll. The red-haired cutie seemed camera shy in most of them.
His train of thought is interrupted by the buzzer to his pent house.
What the heck... Who the hell is here? He Cheng never comes over this late...
He looked at the clock on his phone.
11:32 P.M. Yeah that’s not him.
Deciding to ignore the interruption, He Tian went back to his pictures. But after a few minutes He Tians phone rang and a picture of Mo popped up on his screen. He picked up almost immediately.
“Hello?”
“He Tian..” Mo’s voice sounded soft and uncertain. Almost disconnected. Drunk.
“Mo? Are you ok? You sound-“
“Drunk. I-I’m drunk~” The red-head let out a small giggle that made He Tian go into cardiac arrest.
“He Tian lemme in... I need to crash here....Pleaseeeeee? I’m in the lobby thingy..”
“Uh yeah... ok. Be down in a second.”
He Tian hung up and sprinted through his kitchen to the door, almost forgetting to put on pants. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Mo is drunk and wants to sleep in my house. MO GUAN SHAN IS DRUNK AND WANTS TO SLEEP IN MY HOUSE. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
The elevator ride was unbearable for He Tians racing mind. The slow moving murmur of the elevator going down combined with the excitement surging inside him made him feel claustrophobic.
Nothing could prepare He Tian for the sight he was about to witness when those doors slid open. Mo was slumped in a chair in the lobby, pretty much already asleep. He had his legs curled into himself, feet on the nice leather chair, with his elbow resting on the armrest supporting his head (which was also leaning against the back of the chair). Mo looked so peaceful and sweet, almost like a little kitten.
He Tian approached the sleeping boy carfully and squatted down to make both their faces level. “Mo? Mo are you asleep?” He Tian asked, shaking his shoulder slightly.
The boy mumbled and opened his eyes. “What....? No~” He laughed making his eyes squint a little. This was the closest He Tian had ever been to his face before and holy shit was he taking in the view. Mo had small freckles that dotted the bridge of his nose and spilled onto checks. His red hair was complimented perfectly by his orange-gold eyes, speckled with light brown. His smile made the edges of his lips curl up and revealed his cheek bones. This made his jaw-line stand out more. Mo Guan Shan truly was the prettiest boy He Tian had ever seen.
“Why are you drunk?”
“I dunnoooo”
“How did you get here?”
“Took a cab.”
Mo Guan Shan got drunk and his first instinct was to come to me.
“Alright well do you wanna sleep in a bed? It will probably be more comfortable than this chair.”
“Okeyyy” The giggly boy said as he stood up. Good thing He Tian was there because he went down just as quickly as he got up. He Tian, now one hand on Mo’s chest and another on his back, silently thanked his brother for teaching him how to hone his reflexes.
“Woahhhhh that coulda been baaadddd”
“Yeah no kidding.” He Tian breathed as a sigh of relief. He put the smaller boys arm around his neck and helped him up to the elevator.
When they got into the penthouse Mo was complaining about being hungry so He Tian tried his best to make some food that Mo wouldn’t die while eating (either from being so intoxicated he forgot to chew or from food poisoning due to He Tians horrible cooking skills). He Tian ended up going with just cold cereal as the safest choice for the both of them. While the red-haired boy ate He Tian went into his room to get some clothes so Mo didn’t have to smell like an alcoholics bathroom got set on fire. As he looked around for a clean shirt Mo wandered into his bedroom.
“He Tian I’m tired.” Guan Shan whined.
“Here.” He Tian threw the clothes at him. “Change into these then you can have my bed.” The clothes hit Mo square in the face and he made little to no attempt to grab them. He blinked a couple times then stared blankly at the clothes on the floor. “Mo. C-H-A-N-G-E.” He Tian said louder. Mo looked up at him and then started to take off his shirt like it was nothing.
As much as He Tian wanted to watch Mo strip for him (and he really really wanted to watch that), he was drunk and if He Tian was gonna get some from Mo they were both going to be able to remember it.
After ushering Mo into the bathroom He Tian sat on his bed. Holy shit. This kid really can’t handle his liquor. A couple minutes passed and Mo wandered out of the bathroom and looked at He Tian. Without a second thought he laid across He Tians legs, grabbing an extra blanket on the bottom on He Tians bed and wrapping himself in it.
Every nerve in He Tians body froze in that moment. What the FUCK. After a few seconds the red-haired boy started to snore softly and He Tians mind was going 100 miles per hour.
IS HE ASLEEP?!? IS THAT WHATS HAPPENING?!? OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT?!? HES JUST SLEEPING ON MY LEGSSSS. YEAH NO THATS OK. YUP. IM FINE. THIS IS FINE. DONT GET HARD. DONT GET HARD. DONT GET HARD. HIS ASS. IS. RIGHT. THERE.
It’s safe to say He Tian did not get much sleep that night.
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This is a fic that I’ve been thinking about a lot and @i-got-these-words gave me an idea for it too. XD once again this is only the second time I’ve written but I think it’s pretty funny.
More jewelry! I made it out of a cat ears headband, a bracelet piece, wire, a rock and of course hot glue and paint 🖤👁🖤
Here goes nothing
Exchange Student
As He Tian steps onto the campus he suddenly feels very, very small. It’s nothing like his high school back home, it looks more like a college.
“You could probably fit 30 of my schools in this one..” He mutters to himself as he tries to find his own class room. The paper with the map of the campus and all the classroom numbers that they had given him would probably help him a lot if he was able to speak or read any Chines other than “please and thank you”, “yes and no”, and “where’s the bathroom?” He now found himself wishing he would have taken that only line class about Chines that He Cheng had bathered him so much about.
He Tian would consider himself some type of smooth talker in Englsih, but trying it in Chines threw him completely off his game. He just hoped he didn’t meet any pretty girls here. But father wanted him to “be cultured”, and what father wants he usually gets with no questions asked. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach, He Tian was happy to be away from that family. All the fight and secrecy was getting to be too much and wasn’t worth. The only one he’d really miss was his brother but he could call him whenever he wanted.
BaM! “嘿!”
He hadn’t been paying attention and had run smack into some other student. Suddenly all of He Tians papers were on the floor and so were the other kid’s. “Great He Tian. Great job.” He thought to himself.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t- I should’ve been watching-“
“什么? Oh you don’t speak Chinese do you?” The boy says in almost perfect English (which dazes He Tian for a bit).
“No..”
The blond boy laughs a little and helps him gather his disarray of papers and binders. He’s wearing the schools uniform, a blue collar shirt with khakis and some old sneakers. Apparently shoes aren’t a part of the uniform because his are in awful condition... the edges are all worn out and for a second He Tian swore he could see a pink sock poking out of the toe of the shoe. In fact, the closer He Tian looks the boy seems to get dirtier. His khakis look to have stains on them that he can only hope is ketchup and mayo, his hair is greasy and unkept, and his shirt is untucked in certain parts and crumpled into his pants in others.
“I’m Jian Yi. And you?” Jian Yi says with a smile as he now turns his attention to his own fallen papers.
“He Tian.”
“So what class are you going to?”
“Honestly? I have no idea.”
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So I did it! Probably gonna continue this. I really like it. Hopefully it’s not too bad XD I’ll get better though.
Mo Mo and He Tian
So I’ve been looking at He Tian and how he’s drawn he kind of looks more American? I love how he’s drawn it just gave me an idea. What if He Tian was an American exchange student in China and he meets Mo.
I can’t stop thinking about He Tian calling He Cheng and telling him about the cute Asian boy he met that keeps talking to him but he doesn’t understand anything. Little does he know Mo is telling him to leave him alone XD
He Tian:
He Cheng is just like:
Bike rides and late nights
My own take on Pho Soup. I can honestly say this is the best food I’ve ever made. I’m sure someone could make better but this right here. This is good.
Color is difficult sometimes
Found this in a walk... sometimes the beauty of the world really knocks me off my feet...
More late night aesthetic! Just black and good this time not lavender. I guess this is me wanting a tattoo?
This is just the tumblr in me coming out XD I really like the lavender aesthetic
Pt. 2?
So I’m new but low key I’ve been stalking 19 days on tumblr for years but now I’m just getting the courage to make my own page XD I do think I’ll try to post more 19 days stuff but it’ll probably be my drawings... I’m not super great but I try. So yeah. What’s up people