What was your favorite Slugcat to play and your favorite Iterator to draw?
(i haven't played Saint yet) i suppooooooose it might be actually a tie between Spearmaster, Rivulet and Artificer? the movement of the latter two was a lot of fun, but i'm too attached to Spearmaster that i don't wanna leave it out. constant supply of spears took one of my main worries away for the whole game
and favorite Iterator to draw?? oh boy, i don't think i can choose... i do draw my own designs which i did my best to cater specifically to my enjoyment from drawing. it'd be easier to say what i like drawing the most out of their singular designs, so i'll do that (AND i get to ramble about that i love doin that)
originally i talked about like. all iterators i've ever really drawn but then i fucked up n what i had written was deleted so i guess we are doin only few. the main five i think of when trying to figure out which i like drawing the best:
• Pebbles: everything about his head is a joy to me. the shape of it, his marks, antennas.. the shape of his feet is a lot of fun and something about the combination of the Gen 3 skeletal body type and hanfu just... fits for him. along with his angry expression. it's like... a certain regal beauty but there's sharp teeth hiding within it. i like to try my best to imbue certain feelings into my designs and then how i draw them (especially on my own time- when i draw for asks i feel like... this important essence, the characterization, gets muddled at least a tad). with Pebbles i'm going for something like "small flame, burning bright- a fighter, yet so soft and fragile, sharp and divinely glorious, determined yet still so damn scared. i want to hold your hands, understand what the time has done to them and say that i'm very sorry. you shouldn't have had to become so rageful. they made you to be alive and didn't let you live."
• Nish: of course *he's* here. from the scarf to the general loosenes of his fit (even though he should be more of a Tube, i'm not doin the kimono inspiration justice n i am sorry) is a lot of fun. the looser the clothes are, the more i enjoy drawing them!! i really like drawing his mark and i'm very proud of my design for his headphone audial things this time around. unlike last time, they are meant to be bigger than others' and they are red instead of dark green. the three holes in them? Especially proud of those. he's specifically high up there with my favorite iterators to draw because of his attitude, though
• Boreas: he's so stupid big it makes me giggle. drawing him next to Gen 3s is so??? sir please come down we need to have a chat- hello? do u hear me???- okay but seriously, i'm very happy that i've settled on a chlamys for him. the sort of like. collar that i've decided the cloth will make for him compliments his personality well and i like drawing my collars a ton. it's not visible here because it isn't colored, but his antennas go from dark dark blue to vibrant red thru a gradient and i LOVE it so much. combined with the aggressive shape of them? mwah. also the leaf-like things on his audials are so simple to draw and add so much to his vibes that i always look forward to drawin them. revisiting his design and giving him the warranted love made him so so strong and dear to me... p sure he's currently my favorite from my ocs
• Notos: a perfect example of why "less is more" is a saying. i like drawing it specifically cuz it's literally just. a bitch playing on a ghost with a bedsheet except when u look under that hood there are some Feckin yaoguai teeth waiting there. Those are a bitch to draw but i did this specifically to learn to draw teeth like that better. also. special shout out to the interaction of Iterator antennas and a bedsheet over the head. shkika keeps bein weak for those "cat ears" in our dms, it's funny to see Notos out of all my kids get those kind of reactions jglkdscmlksdmlk
• Fish: FISH IS FISH. he has big dumb round glasses what more could i possibly need to enjoy drawing a man. but also those antennas... they make him a lot of fun to draw n i look forward to drawin them each time. my thanks to @/w1ngw0ng and @/medi-bee for bettering them just by being themselves
special shout outs go to Zephyr for being challenging to represent properly (physically relatively weak, fragile, yet burning blindingly bright, sharp, determined and brave- just being a leader of a revolution even though her physical form doesn't really fit it), FAM (@/medi-bee) for bein an absolute freak (i love him. i love Nips even more)
and NRD (@/splynter) for being different yet familiar and for being colored like a dead body. Very Cool Of Them 👍
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the new fan @ ao3 | bingqiu | disciple years
inspired by this adorable art by @hootyhoowoo ✨
It starts with a walk through the town market at the foot of the Cang Qiong Mountain. Shen Qingqiu took several of his disciples on a low-level mission to teach them how to not cause more harm than good when saving a village from a havoc-wreaking beast. It’s easy to fight with reckless abandon; it’s much harder to keep the local people’s property safe while subduing the danger.
They’ve done well. As a reward, Shen Qingqiu has bought them each a tanghulu on their way back. With how their eyes shine, nobody would ever be able to tell they are young men and women but rather believe them to be little ducklings!
The ducklings have just tripped towards the mountain, chattering around the sticky treats, but Shen Qingqiu himself has stayed behind. A nearby stall has caught his eye.
“Ah, the Esteemed Master has an eye for exquisite goods!” the vendor said in a greeting, spreading his arms over his wares. “Only the highest quality here! Is this Master looking for a jade pendant to gift to his beloved? Or maybe a hair ornament to add to the hair crown he’s wearing?”
Before Shen Qingqiu can get a word in, the man looks to side left, where a lone duckling shyly steps closer.
“Shizun…”
The vendor smiles. “Or maybe a sword tassel for the Young Master?”
Shen Qingqiu sighs and shakes his head. “This one is simply looking.” Then, when the vendor lets him be for the moment, he glances at his disciple. “What is Binghe doing, not getting back with the others?”
Luo Binghe, who’s holding the tanghulu stick with both hands as if it’s a priceless offering rather than a common candy, pinks a little. In embarrassment, surely.
“This one was worried somebody would bother Shizun and wanted to be there to help, just in case.”
Aiya, what a sweet sheep!
“This Master doesn’t need protection,” he says gently, “but if Binghe is already here, he should stay close so nobody bothers him instead.”
“Yes, Shizun!”
Shen Qingqiu turns back to the stall and looks over the spread of the trinkets. On a closer inspection, the goods really do look quite well-crafted. His eyes are immediately drawn to the collection of hand fans. There’s quite the variety: simple fans made entirely of carved wood, bamboo and paper ones with auspicious characters and romantic poems written in elegant calligraphy, ones with painted scenes of nature…
He glances at Luo Binghe when he shifts a little closer, his eyes also on the fans.
“Does Binghe like any of them?”
Luo Binghe looks up at him, startled, then looks away just as fast. He points at the fan with two graceful cranes spreading their wings, ready to take flight, and mumbles:
“This one looks the most up to Shizun’s tastes.”
What a filial disciple, thinking of his Master first!
Warmth expands in Shen Qingqiu’s chest as he points at the fan. “I’ll take this one,” he tells the vendor. He glances sneakily at the flustered Binghe from the corner of his eye, then back at the stall’s trinkets.
Surely, a little spoiling won’t hurt? he thinks, nodding to himself. It’s just to curry favour.
“This jade pendant, too, please.”
The stall seller bows with a smile and wraps the two objects into separate parcels. “This Esteemed Master has wonderful taste, wonderful taste, indeed!”
Shen Qingqiu pays for the purchase, takes both parcels, and leaves for the entrance to the sect, Luo Binghe in tow, even if he keeps falling several steps behind from time to time.
Before they reach the bottom of the stairs, he stops and turns to the boy. He holds out the smaller parcel to him.
“As Binghe so graciously helped this Master pick his new fan, this Master picked this trinket for him.”
Binghe stares at the gift, then looks up, wide-eyed, and stares at him instead. The tanghulu is still held tightly in both his hands.
He’s… very quiet.
Shen Qingqiu can feel a drop of sweat form at his temple. Has he said something out of line…? Cover up! Must cover up!
“It’s for protection and good luck,” he says in his best Immortal Teacher voice, “but Binghe can just as well keep it and sell it later if he ever needs—”
“No!” Binghe cries, so suddenly that the mask of Shen Qingqiu’s Shizun face falters for a split second. “This Binghe will treasure it! A gift from Shizun… This one will never take it off!”
Can a chest burst from such overwhelming fondness?
Luo Binghe reaches both hands to accept the parcel with bright, bright eyes and coloured cheeks, and looks adorably distraught when he realises his hands are still too full to respectfully receive a gift.
Shen Qingqiu sighs a soft smile and unwraps the parcel. The pendant has come with a string long enough to make for a comfortable necklace.
“Shizun will put it on Binghe for him.” This way he can keep holding onto the tanghulu; a very pragmatic decision.
Luo Binghe stays very still when Shen Qingqiu carefully loops the new trinket around his neck, not a breath in or out. The string catches on the curly hair, so he gently pulls the strands away and pats them over.
There, that shouldn’t have tugged at all.
Binghe looks so moved, Shen Qingqiu can’t help himself and gives the top of his head one last headpat, before he turns towards the stairs up the mountain.
“Let’s go home, now,” he says. “Everybody must be waiting.”
It takes a while before Binghe catches up to him this time.
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