…a loved one, a sweetheart(well, more like the devil lol); both dear to one’s heart.
Oops, this is late– I started this when I got back from work last night but I fell asleep midway drawing it ^_^; Since I’m already late, I decided to take some time to make it look a bit more nicer!
It could of done with a few more panels but… X_x There was a scene I had in mind where the mother knows about the jacket because she’s the one who does the laundry in the house :P Oh yeah, can’t forget about that big sandwich! XD
Even I don’t know what He Tian was injured by lol~
In this version, from the get-go, I knew the siblings were going to be from the Southern Water Tribe and Guan Shan was going to be a non-bender(an ex-Freedom Fighter and later finds out his mum is still alive and now currently living with her at Ba Sing Se, working at a family-run restaurant).
He Tian and Jian Yi were so much harder for me to decide… One could be the Avatar(but I thought it didn’t make much sense since both currently have living family), or both from Fire Nation, or something else– Then I realised, why am I thinking so hard about this? I’m not going to draw a whole lot about this universe! XD
So now Jian Yi is a waterbender(I guess he could be from the Northern Water Tribe), just to reinforce the “waterbenders” line that Guan Shan delivers. God knows what element He Tian is in this– I just chosen the colours of the clothes he normally wears lol :P
You scowled at me in the
hallway and I could only look at your lips, cracked and lined and red as a sky
in a nuclear fallout.
I thought, for a moment,
that you might have been looking at mine.
you fight and it was bloody-knuckled and you moved like you were used to
bracing, and flinching, and hiding when a fist shadowed the pale skin of your
face. You moved like there was a fire and you were breathing smoke in your
nose, and I thought that perhaps the gaps between your teeth would lick of
charcoal and graphite and leave black stains on the eggshell underside of my
You stood in my home and
your shadow darkened the window where I stood and you shied from my cigarette
skin. You gleamed pale and lambent in the city lights and your hair flamed like
you were a comet and I was detritus floating in your space.
day, I would like to be in your orbit.
Dear Don’t Close Mountain,
I saw your name today on a
board and it tasted funny on my tongue. I stretched it to four syllables so it
would last longer and it meant I could savour it. I think it was a poor
I touched my tongue with
your tongue and it was wet and warm and didn’t surprise me until you started
crying. I wondered, after, what those tears might taste like, too. I am sorry I
am trying to eat you alive. I’m sorry I left you bruised and broken and scarred
your skin in ways that I might see if I looked beneath your clothing; I’m sorry
I left you bruised and broken and scarred your skin in ways I couldn’t see.
I would change mine for yours
except mine would swallow you like acid and you are still almost whole.
Dearest Mo Guan Shan,
I’m polluting your
flowerbeds with my cigarette ends. I would like to taste the thing that you
once made me, and I have tried and failed because I didn’t know what you put in
it that I couldn’t see.
You put something in it,
didn’t you? Maybe it was the spilled bottle. I almost asked you but you were
pale in my jacket and my blood was soaking your veins, and I could see I was
stretching you thin enough to see your blood and my veins and how you trembled
with every shivering heartbeat that could pulse into my mouth.
But you would never let me
get that close. Would you.
I have never been hungry
before, and now I am made of caves and voids and holes that are starless spaces
begging to be loaded, niches and alcoves of light that are slick with petrol fluid
and ash is dangling between my lips.
I have never hungered before
but it’s going to set me on fire, and I can live with your fever but you can’t
live with my flames.
I am inked with shadows and
they will taste like diesel but you can feast from me if you want, every
unadorned, unguarded part of me that will rise to your mouth. I know you couldn’t
bear the taste of me; you cannot take the sound and the sight and the bare feel of
I will trade touches for
taste. My stomach is a cavern and you have pulled the blood from my veins like
it is string.
I know I don’t deserve your
forgiveness but I am a benediction and a sin and I will take anything.
Technically, I’m super late with this, me being from the UK… So I’m just pretending to live in US time! XD
Sketched the kiss pic a few months back but never got around to finishing it. Err, the build-up to the kiss was pretty last minute hence why they’re still in pencil form– Hope you can still make out what’s going on there… ^_^;
Technically it’s Chinese New Year’s Eve, but we’re already exchanging lunar new year greetings!
This is Part 1 of Tianshan Lunar New Year 2017! I tried to finish everything before I went home to see my parents for the new year, but I don’t think I’ll be able to get it done in time, so I decided to post this little comic up page by page.
Please do not repost my art!
Thanks to @thefearofthetruth for helping me with plotting and for introducing me to 19 Days!
not only was guan shan’s phone on the inbox screen for he tian, but his phone is literally about to turn off from low battery. so he has been lying there for who knows how many hours wasting his battery and refreshing the screen so it doesn’t dim/turn off, waiting for a message (inevitably) to come through
also He Tian:
[bleeds for Guan Shan, indirectly confesses his love several times, lends Guan Shan his jacket, "do you want me to send you home?", makes sure he won't catch a cold, assures him that it's fine to ask for help, basically tells him that he'll always be there for him, also—]
a\n: it’s a translation and i think it’s shit i’m not sure if it looks as fine as the original text, but i hope you like it…
playlist: Heartless Bastards - Only For You Twin Sister - I Want A House Cigarettes After Sex - Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby Cigarettes After Sex - Affection
inspired bythis beautiful post so credit to @midotakaism i guess (some things are similar so if you don’t approve this, please, let me know!) (and. i just want to tell you that everything’ll be ok. just don’t despair please)
also @mazakichan thank you SO MUCH for being my beta-reader, i do really appreciate your help (and i kiss your hands xo)!
(i don’t know this gif source i’m sorry, but when i found it i was just like…”fuck it’s them!”)