the body remembers.
definitely one of my favorite things to draw for this little project!
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id under cut
[id: a top-down comic separated into four pages of wen chao and xue yang. it takes place at night, in the little abandoned shrine they call home. in page 1, wen chao is sitting on their lone mattress, surrounded by small candles and with his robes tied loosely. he watches in confusion as xue yang begins to fall asleep where he is, kneeling over a peculiar red array comprised of a multitude of eyes. ‘come to bed’, wen chao demands. xue yang snaps awake and yells ‘NO IT HAS TO BE PERFECT’, which irritates wen chao. in page 2, xue yang’s eyes begin to close again, and within two panels he is once again dozing off where he sits, with a small ‘z’ at the side of his head. wen chao grabs him and lifts him with a scowl, saying ‘that’s it’ as a confused, bug-eyed xue yang merely replies with the letter H. in page 3, wen chao throws them both onto the mattress (the sound effect ‘zooop’ is seen above them), and holds xue yang to his chest (a small -poff- denotes that they’ve hit the bed). wen chao immediately falls asleep, but xue yang is left to contemplate wide-eyed. ‘why does it feel familiar?’ he thinks, as his eyes begin to close. in page 4, the comic then transitions to a single faded panel, as if of a distant memory, of a sleeping woman holding a very small child in her arms in much the same fashion as wen chao is holding xue yang now. then the memory ends and xue yang is seen thinking ‘it’s probably nothing’, his eyes now closed. a single tear is caught in the corner of his eye, and his cheek is tinged with slight blush. the final panel is of a crescent moon glowing in a starry sky.
the colors used in this comic are shades of grayish to light blue, white, and red for accents such as cheek color, the array, and xue yang’s eyes. /end id]
4. “I need attention.” “And I need to focus right now. Go and annoy Person C, that’s why there are three of us.” for jin guangyao/xue yang/su she
The thing about evil lairs, and greatly cruel and inhumane experiments for the sake of gathering power, and just seeing how far one’s skills could be pushed was that, well, sometimes, it got boring. There was just so damn much waiting involved, what with some of their experiments needing time to show their results, and sometimes there just weren’t any fresh corpses to work on, and there were only so many times Xue Yang could make little Xuanyu break into tears before it got boring, right?
So, being evil had a lot of pretty dreary moments.
Those always felt the worst when Xue Yang was the only one to be bored. Such as right then. Xuanyu had run away long ago, having decided he’d rather risk an encounter with madam Jin than to deal with Xue Yang’s bad mood. YaoYao was busy with something that looked like music, his latest hobby, and a very boring one at that. And although Su She was there too for once, he was also busy reading some of Xue Yang’s transcriptions of Wei Wuxian’s notes, as if he were anywhere near smart enough to understand any of that.
Boring. So damn boring.
Couldn’t a small sect mess with the Jin again and need to be slaughtered, so Xue Yang would have something to play with?
The worst part, though, was that nobody cared that Xue Yang was basically dying of having nothing to do.
Pushed by the agony of boredom, Xue Yang let himself fall all over YaoYao’s notes. YaoYao hissed in annoyance, and glared at him.
“What’s your problem now?”
“I need attention,” Xue Yang announced, batting his eyes in what he thought might be a pitiful or seductive manner.
“And I need to focus right now,” YaoYao retorted, trying to get his music scores from under Xue Yang. “Go and annoy Minshan, that’s why there are three of us.”
Su She startled at hearing his name, and glared in their direction, lips pinched tight.
“I’m not here as a chew toy for your feral tomcat,” he protested. “You said you wanted me to look over that version of Cleansing you came up with, that’s why I’m here!”
“Well the scores for that are under the tomcat’s ass,” YaoYao pointed out. “So please do something so I can finish working on that and show you.”
With some rightful apprehension, Su She glared at Xue Yang. They both knew who’d win any fight between them. Not necessarily because Xue Yang was a better cultivator or martial artist, but just because he’d never once in his life hesitated to fight dirty. At the same time, Su She was ever so desperate to always have YaoYao’s good opinion and couldn’t just refuse to obey an order, could he?
Xue Yang made himself more comfortable on the table, angling his body for an attacker to force him to move.
“Meow,” he said, and grinned when he heard the other two clench their teeth.