So Me And My Best Friend Have Very Different Skin Tones (I’m A Very Tan Boi She A Very Pale Boi) And

TianShan Trash

—— Description of panic attack! Please no read if you’re sensitive to that <3 ——

The lights flickered in Mo’s apartment constantly. When he was younger it bothered him but now he’s grown accustom to it. Due to the shitty wiring, sometimes the lights would completely shut off for a couple minutes. He can even recall times when they would shut off for hours. Because of this GuanShan had learned how to do things without light. As a kid he thought it was a super power but now he knows it’s just muscle memory.

Learning how to cut onions in the dark, shower with little to no light, or even walking around his home in pitch black darkness were skills that he was sure he’d never use later in life. This was until he met He Tian. Until tonight.

As usual, He Tian was at Mo’s house “studying”. It was more of Mo trying to study while He Tian annoys him into making food. Usually GuanShans mother would have food already made for them but she would be away for a few days visiting family members. Mo had opted out of going by saying he had a large test he needed to study for. The test he was trying to study for currently but a certain annoying dark haired boy was whining in his ear about how hungry he was.

“Mo~pleaseeeeeee~ I’m starving to death! I haven’t eaten since lunch~”

“Do I look like I give one single fuck? Go look in the fridge.”

“But I want you to make food~ it tastes better when you make it~”

“He Tian I don’t care. Go be annoying somewhere else.”

“Aww GuanShan you’ve cut me deep!” He Tian fainted onto Mo’s lap, pushing a very expensive calculator onto the ground, causing the back to come off and four small batteries to scatter everywhere.

“You chicken dick!! Look what you did!” Mo yelled, pushing He Tian off him and dropping to the ground. “Great! They rolled under the couch! I can’t fucking get them!”

He Tian chuckled at his angry red fluff reaching under the couch. He picked up the calculator and it’s back, “I’ll get new ones. Where do you keep them?”

“In the freezer.”

A loud laugh escaped He Tian, “What??”

Red blushed violently, “They last longer!”

“Whatever you s-“ The lights cut out for a few seconds and He Tian stopped dead in his tracks. When they came back on Mo caught a look of panick on his face. “What the hell was that?”

Mo stared at him blankly, “What was what?”

“The lights. Why did they cut out like that?”

“Oh.” GuanShan had forgotten that lights don’t normally do that. “Shitty wiring. Don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah..” He Tian grabbed the batteries and put them into the calculator.

A few hours passed and He Tian once again had his head in Mo’s lap. This was a regular occurrence for them so he just ignored it. Glancing at the clock he realized it was almost 10 o’clock. “Fuck.. Hey chicken dick! Wake up! Time to go home!”

He Tian rolled over and buried his face in Mo’s stomach and mumbled, “nooo. Let me crash here tonight. I’ll pay you.”

As a knee jerk reaction, from someone touching his stomach, GuanShan pushed the sleeping boy off his lap and onto the floor. “Get off!” He Tians head hit the floor hard and his eyes darted at Mo. They went from confused and bewildered to furious and menacing.

“Fuck fuck fuck!!” Mo yelled as he jumped over the back of the couch, recognizing that look without a second glance. It was his signature ‘you’re gonna eat shit for that’ look. He Tian grabbed him by the back of his shirt just as he jumped and fell over with him. “Let go!!” Red screamed as the toppled over each other fighting for dominance. He Tian tried to pin him and Mo tried his best to get away but eventually He Tain pressed Mo to the ground, straddling the smaller boy with his wrists held above his head.

“Don’t fight back little Mo. It’ll only make it worse.” He Tian sneered.

Suddenly the lights went out and He Tians grip immediately loosened. Taking this chance he was granted, Red pushed He Tian off of his lap and scurried around the couch. When the lights came back on neither of them said anything. After a few seconds Mo peered over the couch to see He Tian sprawled on the floor on his back, breathing heavily. Panic written all over his face.

“Hey... are you good?” Mo questioned cautiously.

“...I’m... I’m good... just... need a sec...” He answered slowly.

“Alright just-“ The lights went out again and Mo could hear He Tian move around frantically. There was an odd “powering down” noise in the ceiling and Mo knew it meant that the lights would be off for a while. “Fuck. The lights just blew out. So much for trying to study... He Tian?”

He Tians breath increased rapidly. In a shaky voice he called out, “M..mo... h- hel..help..” That’s all it took. Two little words and Mo was over the couch, landing right next to He Tian. Reaching blindly for his hands, but realizing Tian was too curled into himself, Mo wrapped his arms around him.

Remembering how his mother use to talk to him, Mo began to mimic her, “Hey it’s ok... calm down He Tian... you’re fine... I’m here... I’m right here... I won’t go anywhere this time ok? I won’t leave you.” Mo’s cooing seemed to be calming He Tian down so he kept going, ignoring the fact that his shirt was becoming wet with He Tians frightened tears. “You’re safe. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

After a few minutes He Tian had calmed down, but still clung to GuanShan, who didn’t mind. Slowly running his hands through the shaking boy’s dark hair, Mo asked, “I can go get some candles but I’d have to get up for a second. Is that ok? Or do you want to come with?”

He Tian sniffed and mumbled softly, “come with..”

“Alright. Do you need help getting up?” He Tian nodded his head, which was pressed into Mo’s chest. “Ok here take my hand.” Red said getting into a kneeling position. He Tian reached out for his hands and grabbed both of them. Slowly but surely, Mo go He Tian onto his feet. “Ok there are some candles in the drawer. If you-“

“Not- in... the freezer?” The joke came out botched and messy, not with He Tians usual charm and fluidity, but GuanShan was happy just to hear He Tian make the joke.

A small smile crept over his face, “You’re an idiot, you know that?” He Tian laughed a little and Mo felt his face heat up with a blush. “Come on.” Keeping a firm grip on He Tians hand, GuanShan led his bubbling child into the kitchen. Grabbing each candle one by one, to ensure they kept holding hands so He Tian wouldn’t feel lost, Mo put them on the counter and lit a couple.

Then he got a good look at He Tians face. It was tear stained and red from the crying and the hyperventilating. Reds heart wrenched from him. How terrifying must it be for him to deal with this alone. How much comfort must Mo have brought to him? He Tian held Mo’s other hand lightly and put his head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”

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So this was kinda inspired by a drawing I saw a while ago by @derekstile. Personally, anxiety is a big struggle for me and I feel like He Tian might also struggle with it too? I dunno. Lol the drawing just made me start thinking and this is the outcome.

Once again not the greatest writer but it’s an interesting idea for a very interesting drawing.

Fuck the CW man

This is just the tumblr in me coming out XD I really like the lavender aesthetic

No to zoom in on Mo’s ass like this but is that She Li??

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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.

Not Mo kicking this guy in the nuts. Like look at the angle of his knee and foot in comparison to how the guys legs are positioned. That foot has been express mailed to the crotch

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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:

Do you guys think He Tian confronted She Li? He looks like he has blood on his lips.. I feel like he got into a fight.

Also on that bike ride there was this beautiful sunset that cast a golden/pinkish glare on everything. It was soooo pretty. Probably one of the prettiest sunset I’ve seen in a while. I tried to get some pictures of it XD

Ah yes I’m just now getting courage to be here. I really like 19 days XD I’m a closet 19 days stalker oh boy