#also jiang cheng has and will yeet that child into the lake and then catch him with the lake

[tanoraqui]

Oh God, genii locorum Sizhui ficlet is so beautiful, thank you for writing it, I really love this whole concept of sentient lands and its done magnificently here. I particularly like descriptions of how it feels to take power ( and description of Unclean Realm is so magnificent), Jiang Cheng's part ( I agree so much, he is always, at best, second choice), and also how it's shrinking of responsibility that leads to CR abandoning Wangji ( I spent far too much time thinking of CR as 1/2

sentient land...) . So, again, thank you for this beautiful piece, you really have way with words! 2/2

:) :) :) Thanks! (re: this thing)

For you, and the other poor bastards who’ve asked if there’s more, I will share the tragically small entirety of the rest of my thoughts about this au. It ended where it was best, I think, but what’s next is:

Wei Wuxian re-downloads the geographic manifestation of pure death back into his soul and everything is so fresh that after he sees Lan Wangji and A-Yuan, he can’t help but search out Jiang Cheng. Just to be sure - 

He’s right there at the front of the crowd, frozen stepping forward with his sword half-raised, a look on his face like he just watched shijie die again. Aw, hell. Is that some sort of deathy feedback, or are they going to have to...talk. About. Feelings. 

Jin Ling is half a step behind him, lit up like a sunbeam with his alarm and LanlingJin’s. A moment ago, he was the only person with real power left in this cave - and thank god that’s changed, because LanlingJin has never been a land optimized for combat, especially not against the dead. They don’t care about illusions or blinding-bright light. You can do a lot with a good hard light construct, but, well, Jin Ling’s not that good, et.

The last time LanlingJin came to the Burial Mounds (and YunmengJiang, QIngheNie, BalingOuyang...) they came to kill the Yiling Patriarch. The Burial Mounds snarls for vengeance and Wei Wuxian runs a soothing hand down the wall at his back. 

He lets his gaze run over the crowd, then. Every cultivator old enough to remember the Sunshot Campaign take another step back, as do most of the rest. Nie Huaisang is ducked behind a fan like it’s a shield. The exception is several of the Lan juniors, led by Lan Jingyi, who are just looking at Lan Sizhui in concern. 

Yeah, the kids are alright

He claps his hands cheerfully. “Alright! Well, I still can’t beat the Tiger Seal, but I can necrotize them until they melt into little puddles of sad goo that can’t hurt anyone. Between that and Hanguang-jun, we should be fine, so...anyone who doesn’t want to be exposed to terrible death soup, get ready to run!” He turns to Lan Wangji (they still need to draw the corpses’ attention.) “Hey Lan Zhan, can I borrow your outer robe? I need something to write on.”

And on a lighter (ha) note, an incomplete list of things that have made Jin Ling glow:

being unexpectedly tapped on the shoulder (bright flare, quickly stifled)

shouting argument with his jiujiu (steadily increasing the longer the fight goes)

trying to talk to a pretty girl (follows the blush)

toddler temper tantrum (tiny star, handle with closed eyes)

being tackled and licked by Fairy (flicker like laughing candlelight even while he complains that her breath stinks)

sitting on a Yunmeng pier with his feet in the water in the late afternoon, eating melon, after a several hours of training in which he think he might have done well (soft consistent glow of contentment, invisible until the sun sets further)

Yi City (the whole time, like a lightbulb. the vibes were just bad. He kept trying to stifle it for stealth but everything was just bad.)

[akaanir-of-starfleet]

jin ling doesn't have as much...control...of lanlingjin as most people would of their land/land's power bc a) it's LEGITIMATELY harder to control; its preferred element is light and that's /everywhere/ jiang cheng has a temper but yunmengjiang has to put in more effort of start condensing water out of nothing u know? more importantly jin ling was literally Baby when he got it and babies are Not known for their ability to control Anything they are tiny shout balls of want and emotion so...precedents were set also jiang cheng has and will yeet that child into the lake and then catch him with the lake it was baby jin ling's favorite game tangentially if we go with the 'canon' that jc spent 15 years regularly bringing demonic cultivators back to lotus pier to torture to death the way he'd do it is throw them off the end of the pier then stand there while they drowned or near enough to put the fear of it into them then he'd let them up and ask questions and if they didn't speak the water pulls them back down repeat as necessary i mean or zidian if he's in a mood FUN FACT a similar thing has probably happened with qinghe stone to a couple of jin guangyao's spies that he wouldn't notice missing and unlike jiang cheng's reputation for torture that's...p definitely real (via @tanoraqui​)

Oh God, genii locorum Sizhui ficlet is so beautiful, thank you for writing it, I really love this whole concept of sentient lands and its done magnificently here. I particularly like descriptions of how it feels to take power ( and description of Unclean Realm is so magnificent), Jiang Cheng's part ( I agree so much, he is always, at best, second choice), and also how it's shrinking of responsibility that leads to CR abandoning Wangji ( I spent far too much time thinking of CR as 1/2

sentient land...) . So, again, thank you for this beautiful piece, you really have way with words! 2/2

:) :) :) Thanks! (re: this thing)

For you, and the other poor bastards who’ve asked if there’s more, I will share the tragically small entirety of the rest of my thoughts about this au. It ended where it was best, I think, but what’s next is:

Wei Wuxian re-downloads the geographic manifestation of pure death back into his soul and everything is so fresh that after he sees Lan Wangji and A-Yuan, he can’t help but search out Jiang Cheng. Just to be sure - 

He’s right there at the front of the crowd, frozen stepping forward with his sword half-raised, a look on his face like he just watched shijie die again. Aw, hell. Is that some sort of deathy feedback, or are they going to have to...talk. About. Feelings. 

Jin Ling is half a step behind him, lit up like a sunbeam with his alarm and LanlingJin’s. A moment ago, he was the only person with real power left in this cave - and thank god that’s changed, because LanlingJin has never been a land optimized for combat, especially not against the dead. They don’t care about illusions or blinding-bright light. You can do a lot with a good hard light construct, but, well, Jin Ling’s not that good, et.

The last time LanlingJin came to the Burial Mounds (and YunmengJiang, QIngheNie, BalingOuyang...) they came to kill the Yiling Patriarch. The Burial Mounds snarls for vengeance and Wei Wuxian runs a soothing hand down the wall at his back. 

He lets his gaze run over the crowd, then. Every cultivator old enough to remember the Sunshot Campaign take another step back, as do most of the rest. Nie Huaisang is ducked behind a fan like it’s a shield. The exception is several of the Lan juniors, led by Lan Jingyi, who are just looking at Lan Sizhui in concern. 

Yeah, the kids are alright

He claps his hands cheerfully. “Alright! Well, I still can’t beat the Tiger Seal, but I can necrotize them until they melt into little puddles of sad goo that can’t hurt anyone. Between that and Hanguang-jun, we should be fine, so...anyone who doesn’t want to be exposed to terrible death soup, get ready to run!” He turns to Lan Wangji (they still need to draw the corpses’ attention.) “Hey Lan Zhan, can I borrow your outer robe? I need something to write on.”

And on a lighter (ha) note, an incomplete list of things that have made Jin Ling glow:

being unexpectedly tapped on the shoulder (bright flare, quickly stifled)

shouting argument with his jiujiu (steadily increasing the longer the fight goes)

trying to talk to a pretty girl (follows the blush)

toddler temper tantrum (tiny star, handle with closed eyes)

being tackled and licked by Fairy (flicker like laughing candlelight even while he complains that her breath stinks)

sitting on a Yunmeng pier with his feet in the water in the late afternoon, eating melon, after a several hours of training in which he think he might have done well (soft consistent glow of contentment, invisible until the sun sets further)

Yi City (the whole time, like a lightbulb. the vibes were just bad. He kept trying to stifle it for stealth but everything was just bad.)

[notapaladin]

#mdzs#my fic#ficlet#irleughlivelyatalanteangodfan#jin ling doesn't have as much...control...of lanlingjin as most people would of their land/land's power#bc a) it's LEGITIMATELY harder to control; its preferred element is light and that's /everywhere/#jiang cheng has a temper but yunmengjiang has to put in more effort of start condensing water out of nothing u know?#more importantly jin ling was literally Baby when he got it and babies are Not known for their ability to control Anything#they are tiny shout balls of want and emotion#so...precedents were set#also jiang cheng has and will yeet that child into the lake and then catch him with the lake#it was baby jin ling's favorite game#tangentially#if we go with the 'canon' that jc spent 15 years regularly bringing demonic cultivators back to lotus pier to torture to death#the way he'd do it is throw them off the end of the pier#then stand there while they drowned#or near enough to put the fear of it into them#then he'd let them up and ask questions#and if they didn't speak the water pulls them back down#repeat as necessary#i mean or zidian if he's in a mood#FUN FACT a similar thing has probably happened with qinghe stone to a couple of jin guangyao's spies that he wouldn't notice missing#and unlike jiang cheng's reputation for torture that's...p definitely real

Oh God, genii locorum Sizhui ficlet is so beautiful, thank you for writing it, I really love this whole concept of sentient lands and its done magnificently here. I particularly like descriptions of how it feels to take power ( and description of Unclean Realm is so magnificent), Jiang Cheng's part ( I agree so much, he is always, at best, second choice), and also how it's shrinking of responsibility that leads to CR abandoning Wangji ( I spent far too much time thinking of CR as 1/2

sentient land...) . So, again, thank you for this beautiful piece, you really have way with words! 2/2

:) :) :) Thanks! (re: this thing)

For you, and the other poor bastards who’ve asked if there’s more, I will share the tragically small entirety of the rest of my thoughts about this au. It ended where it was best, I think, but what’s next is:

Wei Wuxian re-downloads the geographic manifestation of pure death back into his soul and everything is so fresh that after he sees Lan Wangji and A-Yuan, he can’t help but search out Jiang Cheng. Just to be sure - 

He’s right there at the front of the crowd, frozen stepping forward with his sword half-raised, a look on his face like he just watched shijie die again. Aw, hell. Is that some sort of deathy feedback, or are they going to have to...talk. About. Feelings. 

Jin Ling is half a step behind him, lit up like a sunbeam with his alarm and LanlingJin’s. A moment ago, he was the only person with real power left in this cave - and thank god that’s changed, because LanlingJin has never been a land optimized for combat, especially not against the dead. They don’t care about illusions or blinding-bright light. You can do a lot with a good hard light construct, but, well, Jin Ling’s not that good, et.

The last time LanlingJin came to the Burial Mounds (and YunmengJiang, QIngheNie, BalingOuyang...) they came to kill the Yiling Patriarch. The Burial Mounds snarls for vengeance and Wei Wuxian runs a soothing hand down the wall at his back. 

He lets his gaze run over the crowd, then. Every cultivator old enough to remember the Sunshot Campaign take another step back, as do most of the rest. Nie Huaisang is ducked behind a fan like it’s a shield. The exception is several of the Lan juniors, led by Lan Jingyi, who are just looking at Lan Sizhui in concern. 

Yeah, the kids are alright

He claps his hands cheerfully. “Alright! Well, I still can’t beat the Tiger Seal, but I can necrotize them until they melt into little puddles of sad goo that can’t hurt anyone. Between that and Hanguang-jun, we should be fine, so...anyone who doesn’t want to be exposed to terrible death soup, get ready to run!” He turns to Lan Wangji (they still need to draw the corpses’ attention.) “Hey Lan Zhan, can I borrow your outer robe? I need something to write on.”

And on a lighter (ha) note, an incomplete list of things that have made Jin Ling glow:

being unexpectedly tapped on the shoulder (bright flare, quickly stifled)

shouting argument with his jiujiu (steadily increasing the longer the fight goes)

trying to talk to a pretty girl (follows the blush)

toddler temper tantrum (tiny star, handle with closed eyes)

being tackled and licked by Fairy (flicker like laughing candlelight even while he complains that her breath stinks)

sitting on a Yunmeng pier with his feet in the water in the late afternoon, eating melon, after a several hours of training in which he think he might have done well (soft consistent glow of contentment, invisible until the sun sets further)

Yi City (the whole time, like a lightbulb. the vibes were just bad. He kept trying to stifle it for stealth but everything was just bad.)

[aethersea]

#jin ling doesn't have as much...control...of lanlingjin as most people would of their land/land's power #bc a) it's LEGITIMATELY harder to control; its preferred element is light and that's /everywhere/ #jiang cheng has a temper but yunmengjiang has to put in more effort of start condensing water out of nothing u know? #more importantly jin ling was literally Baby when he got it and babies are Not known for their ability to control Anything #they are tiny shout balls of want and emotion #so...precedents were set #also jiang cheng has and will yeet that child into the lake and then catch him with the lake #it was baby jin ling's favorite game

#tangentially #if we go with the 'canon' that jc spent 15 years regularly bringing demonic cultivators back to lotus pier to torture to death #the way he'd do it is throw them off the end of the pier #then stand there while they drowned #or near enough to put the fear of it into them #then he'd let them up and ask questions #and if they didn't speak the water pulls them back down #repeat as necessary #i mean or zidian if he's in a mood

#FUN FACT a similar thing has probably happened with qinghe stone to a couple of jin guangyao's spies that he wouldn't notice missing #and unlike jiang cheng's reputation for torture that's...p definitely real

(via @tanoraqui​)

Oh God, genii locorum Sizhui ficlet is so beautiful, thank you for writing it, I really love this whole concept of sentient lands and its done magnificently here. I particularly like descriptions of how it feels to take power ( and description of Unclean Realm is so magnificent), Jiang Cheng's part ( I agree so much, he is always, at best, second choice), and also how it's shrinking of responsibility that leads to CR abandoning Wangji ( I spent far too much time thinking of CR as 1/2

sentient land...) . So, again, thank you for this beautiful piece, you really have way with words! 2/2

:) :) :) Thanks! (re: this thing)

For you, and the other poor bastards who’ve asked if there’s more, I will share the tragically small entirety of the rest of my thoughts about this au. It ended where it was best, I think, but what’s next is:

Wei Wuxian re-downloads the geographic manifestation of pure death back into his soul and everything is so fresh that after he sees Lan Wangji and A-Yuan, he can’t help but search out Jiang Cheng. Just to be sure - 

He’s right there at the front of the crowd, frozen stepping forward with his sword half-raised, a look on his face like he just watched shijie die again. Aw, hell. Is that some sort of deathy feedback, or are they going to have to...talk. About. Feelings. 

Jin Ling is half a step behind him, lit up like a sunbeam with his alarm and LanlingJin’s. A moment ago, he was the only person with real power left in this cave - and thank god that’s changed, because LanlingJin has never been a land optimized for combat, especially not against the dead. They don’t care about illusions or blinding-bright light. You can do a lot with a good hard light construct, but, well, Jin Ling’s not that good, et.

The last time LanlingJin came to the Burial Mounds (and YunmengJiang, QIngheNie, BalingOuyang...) they came to kill the Yiling Patriarch. The Burial Mounds snarls for vengeance and Wei Wuxian runs a soothing hand down the wall at his back. 

He lets his gaze run over the crowd, then. Every cultivator old enough to remember the Sunshot Campaign take another step back, as do most of the rest. Nie Huaisang is ducked behind a fan like it’s a shield. The exception is several of the Lan juniors, led by Lan Jingyi, who are just looking at Lan Sizhui in concern. 

Yeah, the kids are alright

He claps his hands cheerfully. “Alright! Well, I still can’t beat the Tiger Seal, but I can necrotize them until they melt into little puddles of sad goo that can’t hurt anyone. Between that and Hanguang-jun, we should be fine, so...anyone who doesn’t want to be exposed to terrible death soup, get ready to run!” He turns to Lan Wangji (they still need to draw the corpses’ attention.) “Hey Lan Zhan, can I borrow your outer robe? I need something to write on.”

And on a lighter (ha) note, an incomplete list of things that have made Jin Ling glow:

being unexpectedly tapped on the shoulder (bright flare, quickly stifled)

shouting argument with his jiujiu (steadily increasing the longer the fight goes)

trying to talk to a pretty girl (follows the blush)

toddler temper tantrum (tiny star, handle with closed eyes)

being tackled and licked by Fairy (flicker like laughing candlelight even while he complains that her breath stinks)

sitting on a Yunmeng pier with his feet in the water in the late afternoon, eating melon, after a several hours of training in which he think he might have done well (soft consistent glow of contentment, invisible until the sun sets further)

Yi City (the whole time, like a lightbulb. the vibes were just bad. He kept trying to stifle it for stealth but everything was just bad.)