#fuba

some practice pieces, prompted by the dmbj server! For heihua, fuba, kan jian/luo que, and of course pingxie.

you can really tell which details I like to paint most 😂 but I do feel like I’m getting to know these paints and what they can do for things like skin tones and layers of shading much better

thanks, as always, to the assistants, who mostly let me paint in peace but wanted to get in on every photo

The Mystic Nine || Qi Tiezui x Zhang Rishan || If I was your girlfriend

Firstly obviously and most important i don't want her to be in a paedophilia relationship but I think there were more issues with it.

At 15 she can't be the legend that uo talks about. We need to see her in her prime at like 25 at least.

Tohru really respects her dad and it makes him a very unliveable charcheter. It makes torus judgement of charcter seem poor witch is like her fundamental trate. He's also ment to be very formal but he really isn't.

It makes all the adults in Kyoto's life who should have gotten her out of this abusive relationship seem much worse in particular tohrus grandad.

I really think her having tohru later in life makes her wisdom much more believable I don't think the things she says seem at her maturity level.

Her chosing not to go to highschool and later regretting it feels like a stronger story line than she tried to get in but couldn't.

Baye: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~

Zhang Rishan: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-

The winter snows pile up outside the walls of their home, growing taller with each night that passes. They haven't been going out; the severe weather means that most of the people who Zhang Rishan would be taking a job from are less concerned with trying to capture yaoren, and more concerned with making sure their business ventures aren't being brought to a standstill by the blizzards.

It's also why it doesn't take Zhang Rishan as long to notice Ba Ye's altered patterns of behaviour as it normally would. Usually, they're on the road, and Zhang Rishan is busy with planning and logistics, so when Ba Ye isn't right by his side, he isn't much aware of what the other is doing. Now, though, when they have nothing to do but laze about the house, it becomes abundantly clear when Ba Ye is away—or, rather, when he's hiding something. Zhang Rishan has been watching him—not out of suspicion, but out of affection; it's hard to keep his eyes off his lover, so often lounging in his pool to read or tinker with whatever contraption he's gotten his hands on most recently, and Zhang Rishan will admit only to himself that he doesn't much try, anyway.

Today, though, when he wakes up, Ba Ye's not in his pool, the saltwater still and the bed lacking the weight of Ba Ye's upper half on it, swaying slightly, doubtless from Zhang Rishan's shifting in the night. It's not the first day that he's woken like this—it's been almost a solid week, ever since the blizzard started to go from heavy to howling. With a practised motion, he swings his legs over the side of the bed and rises, heads into the kitchen to see if Ba Ye's gone to make breakfast, though he knows full well that he probably hasn't, because he hasn't any of the other times either.

As he'd suspected, the kitchen is empty, though there are signs of their lives—dishes drying on the rack, cups left out on the counter, a box of half-opened tea. He trusts Ba Ye to know his own limits, so he's not worried that he's come to harm, but it's still mildly unsettling to not have him within his line of sight—a familiar instinct, the desire to protect his lover even when he knows full well that there's nothing that could bring him to harm. He makes himself some toast, brews a cup of tea, and then sets out to find where his lover has gone.

The other rooms of their residence turn up empty, which, while not surprising, is a little unsettling. It means that the only option is the outdoors—and while Ba Ye isn't sensitive to the cold, the dry, howling winds run the risk of drying him out to a dangerous degree. He takes a sip of tea, and goes to the back door. It's one of the only places he hadn't looked, the past week—assuming that Ba Ye wouldn't go out in the storm, but now, there's no other option; or at least, none that he wants to entertain. He hopes that Ba Ye is there; if he isn't…

He pushes the thought away. He trusts Ba Ye; Ba Ye wouldn't get himself hurt. With sure steps, he heads for the back door—and then pauses, when he catches sight of a familiar figure, clad in one of the thick coats Zhang Rishan had bought when they'd finally decided to use the house as their residence, crouches on the ground, the shape of him slightly distorted by the ornamentally-made glass of the window. Quietly, Zhang Rishan pulls the door open.

The gale-force wind hits him across the face like a slap, and he has to squint for a moment as his eyes adjust to the brightness of the light reflecting off the white field of snow. Ba Ye is crouched at the bottom step, his mouth moving in words that Zhang Rishan can barely hear. His hand is outstretched, moving across the snow—no, across a small, snow-white body, trembling and whimpering as it eats from a small bowl almost entirely hidden in Ba Ye's shadow.

"Feeding the strays," Zhang Rishan murmurs to himself, smiling without meaning to, and then shakes his head. "Ba Ye! Come inside, you'll freeze out here."

"Rishan!" Ba Ye's head snaps about, his eyes wide, a sheepish smile spreading across his face as he takes in Zhang Rishan's form. Then, he glances at the creature, and his expression turns to one of concern.

Zhang Rishan, already guessing what he's about to say, calls out, "Bring it inside with you."

In a fluid motion, Ba Ye picks the small creature up, cradling it against his chest, half-hidden in the coat, and then picks up the dish, now empty, as well; rises to his feet, and crosses the distance between them. Once they're close enough that neither of them have to yell to be heard, Ba Ye says, "You weren't supposed to be awake yet."

"What, were you planning on hiding it from me forever?" Zhang Rishan raises a brow, and hustles Ba Ye inside. His skin is already looking dry; he'll need to get back into the water, or he'll start to get dizzy and weak from the dehydration.

"I suppose I can't hide from you," Ba Ye admits. "How long have you been noticing?"

"A week," Zhang Rishan says, and carefully doesn't smile at Ba Ye's indignant expression. "Here, let me hold it—go get into the pool, I can get it more food."

Ba Ye hesitates a moment, and then sighs; acquiesces. The small creature turns out to be a cat, its ribs prominent and its paws tiny. Zhang Rishan holds it carefully, and then takes the empty dish as well, and cocks his head. "Alright, alright," Ba Ye says. "You worry like you're guarding eggs."

But like i said, i do want to get back into writing so i am finally sitting down to finish writing the halfway done stuff!

This is set in a star trek like!au I might eventually write more into where Ba Ye is an empath and Rishan is an android.

10. hiding their face in the other’s neck

Yatou is no stranger to people being rushed into her medbay. There has even been a few memorable -- in the worse way possible -- occasions when patients had been directly teleported to a bed.

It’s not exactly part of the routine here, but it’s not unexpected either. In fact, if more than a couple of weeks pass between these kind of incidents, she -- along with the rest of the medical staff -- will start growing wary and prepare for the worse. Something which inevitably turns out to be a good thing.

This is not one of those time. The last away mission was only four days ago and everyone on that team suffered from a very bad case of indigestion when they failed to remember one very important rule from basic training. In other words: don’t eat unknown fruits native to a newly-discovered planet, no matter how much they look like Earth’s plums. Yatou had been as disappointed in them as Fo Ye had been furious.

No Archive Warnings Apply

Zhang Qishan & Zhang Rishan

Qi Tie Zui/Zhang Rishan

Qi Tie Zui & Zhang Rishan

Zhang Rishan

Zhang Qishan

Qi Tie Zui

no beta we die like a-ning

Cursed Tombs

Time Loop

Love Confessions (Kind Of)

a smidge of mutual pining

Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary

After years of searching they finally manage to find the third part of Fo Ye's bracelet, deep inside a special tomb. But the way back home with this treasure becomes an insurmountable obstacle, the cost for finally finding it seems to be their life. Over and over again.