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roninhunt0987 · 2 years ago

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Kori Hamato's story

Kori Hamato's story By: Roninhunt0987

O.o alright this is where the b-day part for Umeko happens so ya.. X3 enjoy

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-Hospital-

Kori Hamato: -officially adopted as part of the family and also walking on krutches cuz got hit by Someone's car and her parents killed and only one survived and such and trips downstairs- WHOA!!

Jared: -catches her- got ya...

Kori Hamato: -quietly- thank you.. uhm.. can ya carry me plz

Jared: -gets her on his shoulders-

Suzuki: -smiles and pets the 16 year old Glaceon gal-

Kori Hamato; -smiles and purrs a lil- ^^ hehe

-at the house-

Kori Hamato: -watching tv as the b-day party has started as they surprised Umeko-

Lil Geni: -comes up to Umeko- X3 happy birthday Mommy

Umeko: X3 thanks Geni -nuzzles on her-

Lil geni: X3 hehe -walks on over and sits next to Kori Hamato watching tv with her and looks to Kori and does a raspberry- XP Pfft

Kori Hamato: -giggles at her niece there-

Raph: -snoozing-

Mikey: -tickles his nose-

Raph: -splats whip cream on his face- ARRRGGH MIKEY!!!

Mikey: -runs- XD HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Raph: -chases after mikey-

Gen'ichi: O_o;;;;;

Kori Hamato: does this happen a lot bro

Gen'ichi: .w. yup specially at the lair

Leo: -doing the animal poses with Gen'ichi jr and his sisters- this is the crane can ya do the crane

Gen'ichi jr and the others: -does so-

Leo: ^^ very good

Donnie: -does a magic trick and of course ends up turning eggman 2.0 into a rabbit-

Eggman 2.0: -as a rabbit- =w= not funny

Charcoal: -Kori Hamato's pet wolf and also being petting by Lil Geni and doing random grunt growling noises-

Lil geni: X3 heheheheeheheheh

everyone: -arrives finally for the party as they got Umeko's gifts and etc-

Umeko: -smiles as she already opening her gifts and such while the food is cooking

Sugar: ;3

Brevon: ;3 hey baby wanna go f**k

Multi: -towers over brevon anime style- STAY AWAY FROM MAMA YA BIOTCH!!! -kicks Brevon outside-

Brevon: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! -lands on Wario's car- SMASH!!!

Wario's Car: -insert meme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHrUJjS8qJU - SKI BIDI BOP MM DADA!! BLAM!!!

Wario: -runs outside- WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FRIGGIN CAR!!

Brevon: ouugghg... ouuugh

-Later that night after Kori found out Brevon was the one who ran over her and also killed her parents-

Kori Hamato: -on the couch still awake wondering who ran over her parents and her getting hurt-

Suzuki: -sitting next to her- hey can't sleep??

Kori Hamato: no...

Suzuki: hey ya did well kicking Brevon's ass for hurting ya and killed ya parents

Kori Hamato: -smiles a lil and nuzzles- thanks

Suzuki: X3 hehe

-hospital-

Brevon: -full body cast- .w.

Zack, Cal, Nero, TF2 Scout and Jet: XD DUMBASS!!!

Brevon: =w= go home folks

Scene: -small fart noise blacking out-

TFS Nappa: .3. the end

-XD END XD- -RH0987 PRODUCTIONS 2023-

@otakuneko-lotus

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robininthelabyrinth · 3 years ago

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Prompt: JGY/WQ expansion from the Ship Meme fic you wrote--he does marry her and liberates the Dafan Mountain Wens.

ao3

The first Wen Qing heard of it was after they had already been rescued.

She’d been mindlessly heading to the Lotus Pier, desperate for help to find and rescue Wen Ning – Wei Wuxian would help her, she was sure of it; his sense of honor and obligation wouldn’t let him do anything else, and he was already so much of a social pariah in the cultivation world that it seemed impossible that anything he could do on her behalf would make his reputation any worse than it already was. She’d planned to throw herself at his mercy, then at his feet, and then, if that still didn’t work, to try to blackmail him with the knowledge she had, the story of what she’d done at his request, at what they’d both done to Jiang Cheng.

Only, when she got there, she didn’t have time to do any of that. Instead, Wei Wuxian raised her up at once and told her that it wasn’t necessary.

“They’re – safe?” she said blankly. “My family? A-Ning? They’re all safe?”

“There was a whole big to-do about it,” Wei Wuxian said. He looked apologetic. “You’re not wrong about the Jin sect using labor camps, prison camps, instead of resettling people like they’d promised – it’s just that it all already came out, causing a giant fuss. The Jin sect leader claimed he didn’t know and no one believed him, lots of arguing…the usual, really. Anyway, the remnants of the Wen sect, including most of what’s left of Dafan Wen, have all ended up actually resettled now. Lianfang-zun even asked for people from the Lan sect to make regular supervisory visits to make sure that they’re being well treated.”

“Lianfang-zun,” Wen Qing echoed. She’d never heard that name before in her life.

Wei Wuxian misunderstood her confusion and nodded. “It’s really rather impressive,” he said. “I mean, I knew he was impressive – Lianfang-zun was the one who killed Wen Ruohan in the end, after all, and I’m given to understand that his spying was very important to the Sunshot Campaign’s survival through some of the harder portions of the war, but it’s somehow even moreimpressive that he went up against his own father for the Wen sect’s sake. Even if it is the righteous thing to do, most people wouldn’t have, you know?”

None of those words made sense. The person who’d spied and killed Wen Ruohan had been –

“Meng Yao?”

Wen Qing remembered Meng Yao very vaguely. He’d been very polite to her any time they’d met, even when she’d been rude in return; he himself had needed medical services only very infrequently, a sign of how favored he was, and yet they interacted semi-regularly whenever she was called to assist in preserving the lives of some of the victims of the diabolical machines he’d invented to please her uncle.

There had been times when she’d been very rude.

Thinking back on it now, she thought she might have heard it said somewhere that Meng Yao was one of Sect Leader Jin’s bastards, the one that had gotten thrown out of Jinlin Tower with such dramatics that one time – she hadn’t thought much of it, other than that awkward time at the beginning where she’d incorrectly assumed his surname was Jin.

But none of that explained why he had suddenly taken the side of her kin. A man who did the work that Meng Yao had done was no righteous man, prone to irrational and impetuous acts of honor; he was a schemer, through and through – so what was his goal in doing this?

“Jin Guangyao, now,” Wei Wuxian corrected her. “He’s been officially recognized by the Jin sect, you’ll be happy to hear.”

“Happy?” she said blankly. “Why would I be happy?”

Wei Wuxian blinked at her. “Aren’t you two engaged?”

Wen Qing gaped at him.

“Oh, there’s no need to be shy! Lianfang-zun explained, everyone knows the whole story now – all about how you’d helped him with his spying in the Nightless City, covering up for him and helping him get out his messages out to our side to help out with the Sunshot Campaign, even helping save some of our people out of the Fire Palace, and of course all about how you two grew close at the time and swore that you’d marry once you both got out…” He trailed off, clearly seeing the disbelief on her face. “Am I getting something wrong?”

He was getting everything wrong.

Wen Qing had taken the coward’s way out of the war: she’d refused to bloody her hands by participating herself, but she’d done exactly nothing else to stop it or to stymie its effects. She’d even managed a Supervisory Office in Yiling, pretending that the forms she filled out were purely administrative and not the very real signs of the horrors her Wen sect’s soldiers were inflicting on the populace and that all the supplies she processed weren’t being used to feed and equip an army that was even now devastating the other sects; she hadn’t even messed up provisioning or sent people home instead of back out to fight…she hadn’t done anything that might have impeded their progress. Even Wen Ning had done more to oppose the war than she had – might have done even more than he had, if she hadn’t stopped him, afraid of the consequences that might fall on their heads if anyone found out about it.

She’d certainly never helped a spy pass messages back home. The closest she’d come to aiding the enemy was in helping Wei Wuxian with all that had happened with Jiang Cheng.

And she definitely hadn’t agreed to marry anyone!

“What exactly did Meng Yao say?” Wen Qing asked.

Wei Wuxian looked suspicious, but also confused, so he hesitantly answered: “He said just what I said, that you’d helped him and that you were engaged – he said that saving your brother and your people could be seen as his wedding gift to you.”

A chill slid down Wen Qing’s spine at that last bit. It wasn’t the lover’s declaration of faith that most people (including Wei Wuxian) were taking it as, she knew – since she knew, as they didn’t, that she and Meng Yao weren’tlovers. They had no oaths between them that needed honoring.

No – it was a threat.

Or rather, perhaps more accurately, it was an offer. It was as she’d suspected, Jin Guangyao being every bit as scheming as he’d ever been when he went by the name Meng Yao; it was only that she hadn’t expected to be the target of his latest scheme.

If she accepted and played along, her name would be cleansed through false acts that no one could disprove, her honor restored in the eyes of the cultivation world, her family safe and sound.

If she declined…

Wen Ning and Granny Wen and the rest were all still in Jin sect hands. Even with Lan sect ‘supervisors’, any number of terrible ‘accidents’ could happen….

The only thing she didn’t understand was why. Why would Jin Guangyao decide that he wanted to take her on as his wife? Based on what little she knew of him, he wasn’t the sort of person to have developed some sort of wild infatuation with her, though if he had she supposed he probably would have done exactly this – but he wasn’t, so it must be something that he thought she could offer him, something she brought to the table. Something so valuable that he was willing to go up against his sect and lose face in front of his father to get it for his own.

Her medical skills, presumably.

She supposed it made a certain amount of sense, in its own dark way. Back at the Fire Palace, Jin Guangyao had been a master of destruction – putting aside his machines, he still knew a thousand ways to kill a man, many undetectable; if he wanted to get his father out of the way in a believable way, he could do that all on his own, and none the wiser. But none of those skills in destruction would help him in getting into the good graces of his fearsome eldest sworn brother, whereas Wen Qing’s innovative approach to medical techniques might her invaluable to someone lingering on the precipice of a qi deviation. Her, and anyone who backed her.

If Jin Guangyao had decided to throw in his lot with Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen as his backing rather than Jin Guangshan, snatching her up to as a potential bartering tool to secure his place with them was perfectly logical.

It made sense.

Wen Qing didn’t have to like it, but it made sense. And that was something of a relief, in its own way. It meant that Jin Guangyao was acting logically, and logical people could be reasoned with – negotiated with. She might have to marry him, but she thought she stood a good chance of getting Wen Ning’s safety for real out of it.

Certainly a better chance than stealing him away with Wei Wuxian and trying to just out run everyone else would.

“…Mistress Wen? Is something the matter?”

“No,” she said, getting her emotions under control. “I hadn’t heard, that was all. I was just feeling relief. Could I ask you to take me with you when you go to see…to see Lianfang-zun?”

She put a smile on her face that she wasn’t sure she meant.

“I think we have a lot to talk about.”

#mdzs #wen qing #wei wuxian #jin guangyao #my fic #my fics

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palimpsessed · 3 years ago

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First Lines Meme

Rules: List the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends.

Thank you to @captain-aralias @prettylightsbigcity @skeedelvee and @aristocratic-otter for the tags. As it happens, I have exactly 10 fics now, so I can actually do the full list! I’m a little surprised!

10. Slings and Eros

Great! O you, Muses, who create fine words, grant me, your supplicant, skillful tongue!

this fic opens with an invocation courtesy of epic poet Shepard, so also including first line of prose:

It's early when I get the summons.

9. Chamber by Chamber

Baz is squirming beneath me.

8. The Thrill of the Hunt

I’ve been doing better lately, I think.

7. It’s a Kind of Magic

I can tell it's happening almost before it does.

6. Sleeping with the Fishes

Oddly enough, Snow, that’s not the weirdest photo I’ve ever received.

this is the first text I wrote, rather than the first line of the fic, since this was co-written with @the-greater-grief. I’ll also include the first non-text line I wrote:

Simon Snow is an absolute fucking disaster.

5. Lotus-Eaters and Sirens

"Better tie you to the mast," he said, like I was Odysseus tempting fate with sirens.

4. To the Manor Borne

In the end, we wind up at Pitch Manor.

3. A Man of Letters

Dear Penny,

I know that you won't be surprised when I tell you that I do not like writing letters.

2. Use Your Words

I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do this.

1. At the Top of a Tower, With You

Strange that it should end here, where it all started.

I very clearly hate starting fics with any useful information unless it’s to do with setting a scene, and even that much is debatable. Short sentences, stating a fact, in the middle of a thought that won’t be explored in clarifying detail until at least the second sentence. This must be a method that works for me since it’s every single one. I think my style is usually slow build so this makes some sense.

No dialogue, except as one flashback/reflection, despite the fact that I love writing dialogue, and usually start working on potential character convos in my head prior to writing anything down. I guess this is good to know, that I’m not overly privileging dialogue.

POV-wise, we’ve got one Lucy, one Penelope, one Shepard, three Baz, and five Simon. One of those Bazes is the text fic where I’m only writing his parts, and the fic starts in Simon POV, so maybe it doesn’t count. I always feel most comfortable writing Baz, so it’s interesting to see I actually start with Simon most often, but he is our main character and most frequent canon narrator.

I will tag @the-greater-grief again and @bazzybelle @bloodiedpixie @stillmadaboutpetra @unseelieseelie @seducing-a-vampire @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists and @snowybank to do this or to say hi or both! 🥰🥰🥰

#tag game #at the top of a tower with you #use your words #a man of letters #to the manor borne #lotus eaters and sirens #sleeping with the fishes #it’s a kind of magic #the thrill of the hunt #chamber by chamber #slings and eros

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xiyao-feels · 3 years ago

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jin ling for the ask meme! 🙏👀

-Technically a Fairy fun fact, but: Fair is waist-high/half the size of a person!

-JL has seen both his uncles go night-hunting; at least before seeing LWJ fight at Yi City, he thought they were the best cultivators in the world.

-Since childhood, JL lived part of the time at Jinlintai and part of the time at Lotus Pier.*

-JGY gave Fairy to him when Fairy was still a puppy and JL was only a few years old.

*As you can see below, ER has when he was a child, but MDZS Translation has since he was small and in this case I favour the MDZS Translation.

Fairy's size and fur colour, ch. 20:

Exiled Rebels:

As he turned around to look, a black-haired spiritual dog of waist height went out of a corner, dashing straight at him. The cries of fear on the street came closer and closer, louder and louder, “A mad dog’s on the loose!”

MDZS Translation:

Turning his head, he saw a black-maned spirit dog half the height of a man swing around the corner and bound directly toward him. Along the street, the cries of fear grew louder and louder and nearer and nearer. “A vicious cur’s on the loose!”

JL on his uncles, ch. 38:

Exiled Rebels:

He had seen Jiang Cheng and Jin GuangYao go on night-hunts and kill beasts, which made him think that his two uncles were the two most powerful cultivators in the entire world.

MDZS Translation:

He had seen Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangyao in action during night hunts beheading monsters, and thought his uncles were the two most powerful cultivators in the world.

JL having grown up in both Jinlintai and Lotus Pier, ch 38:

Exiled Rebels:

When Jin Ling was young, he was brought up by two sects. He lived at the LanlingJin Sect’s Jinlin Tower half the time, and the YunmengJiang Sect’s Lotus Pier the other half, so he should be carrying belongings from both sects.

MDZS Translation:

Jin Ling had been raised by both clans since he was small. He would live at the Lanling Jin Clan’s Jinlin Terrace for a while, then live at the Yunmeng Jiang Clan’s Lotus Pier.

Fairy and JL's age when he receives Fairy, ch 110:

Exiled Rebels:

Fairy was waiting anxiously outside for his master, barking a couple of times. Hearing the barks, Jin Ling suddenly remembered that when Fairy was still a clumsy little puppy that couldn’t even reach his knees, Jin GuangYao was the one who brought it over.

Back then, he was only a few years old. [...]

#also he is VERY GOOD and VERY SMART and OBSERVANT and COMPETENT and QUICK #and I love him very much

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legendwrote · 3 years ago

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100 Kisses Meme | status: open

@equessanctus asked: “7. forehead against forehead ( for Jingyi~ from Zizhen )”

⚍☯⚎ The night was warm, pleasant, a breeze wafting in through open windows rustling sheer curtains and causing a hanging chime somewhere on the grounds to twinkle as it passed. Lotus Pier was fragrant this time of year when the petals in the water unfolded and released their sweet gifts into the atmosphere, and as such the young males chose most often to visit Yunmeng in their time away from their duties during the Summer months and to stay with Jin Ling at his uncles’s stronghold. It was more peaceful here than at Koi Tower, and despite Sandu Shengshou not being the most friendly of hosts he allowed his nephew’s friends to accompany the young lord as long as they did not cause trouble.

Whether or not pilfering a pot of wine from the cellars and sipping on it through the evening while laughing and playing games in Jin Ling’s room counted as trouble, well... at least they were well-contained, were they not?

It was passed nine o’clock already, and Sizhui being the good Lan he was had drifted off to sleep first, lulled by the few meager sips he’d partaken in. Jin Ling was not far behind, finding that Jingyi and Zizhen were growing more intolerable the sleepier he became, particularly without Lan Sizhui to play the diplomat. This left the cunning pranksters in question sitting by themselves in the corner of the room, chatting between themselves with the empty jar between them. Jingyi was fortunate to have his mother’s blood in him to counterbalance the infamous Lan alcohol tolerance — or rather lack thereof. He might have been a bit belligerent earlier, but by now he’d coasted into a contented lull, listening to the wind rustling through the trees while they talked of Baling and Gusu and anything that came to mind.

He had not noticed the point in which his gaze had become vigilant, locked on the other’s face as Zizhen chuckled and rambled about something he’d lost track of some time ago, the moon having come out from behind cloud cover to cast its silver glow around the male and painting him oddly radiant. He’d always thought Zizhen had a good look about him, his laugh earnest, his clever wit giving him a glint to his eye. It was understandable that the girls in Baling favored him, he supposed, considering he was his father’s heir, but until now he had not fully appreciated what they saw in the male. Or at least he hadn’t admitted it.

They sat close already, shoulder to shoulder, arms pressed in order to speak without waking the others. He had not realized how close until he found the other male gazing up at him expectantly, perhaps waiting for an answer. Lan Jingyi was not sure what possessed him to lean in a bit further other than that it was easy. . . it felt natural to gravitate toward him like this, and he caught only a glimpse of curiosity in the other’s expression before he brushed his lips against the other’s own — faint. Barely a kiss. He would wait a moment to make sure he was not rebuffed before, as if drawn to the glow of him like a moth to flame, he kissed him again a little more assuredly this time, letting his lips linger on the other’s own until the red hot flush of self-consciousness crawled up his neck to his cheeks, forcing their lips apart with only their foreheads to press against one another.

He swallowed a tremor of breath, blinking a few times before he met the other’s eyes, whispering, “s-sorry... I didn’t hear the question.” ⚍☯⚎

#equessanctus #⚍Muse⚎ Lan Jingyi #⚍Verse⚎ The New Generation #⚍Character⚎ Ouyang Zizhen (equessanctus)#//fsadghljdasghjldagh #//this is adorable #//also wordy af #//I am so sof

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fullyfunctionalapprentice · 3 years ago

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Arcana MC: Turel (he/him, though he doesn't actually care

"The skilled artisan who knows more than he lets on."

Favorite Food: Sauteed chanterelles

Favorite Drink: Water

Favorite Flower: Lotus

Birth Date: Older than linear time

Favorite Season: Yes

Favorite Ice Cream: Pistacio

Favorite Fruit: Black currant

Languages: There is possibly a language or two he hasn't picked up; however, he prefers speaking sign languages over speaking.

Musical inclinations: Doubtless he has learned a great many instruments, but his favourite is his voice, which is dizzyingly deep, clear, and resonant.

Age: Older than linear time, younger than death.

Can they cook?: He can, and he loves it! He tends to make filling, savoury, balanced meals in large quantities.

How do they do with spicy food?: As long as the heat is in balance with the other flavours, he enjoys it.

Do they like alcohol? What kind of drinks do they like?: Alcohol is a thing that some delicious beverages contain. He enjoys beverages, in general, especially ones with either a clear crisp flavour or an earthy/spicy complex one.

How well do they hold their drinks?: Pretty well, in proportion to his size, which would translate to "don't try to outdrink him, you Will Die," if he had any interest whatsoever in a) drinking heavily or b) making a contest of it

Sweet tooth? Sour fiend?: SOUR FIEND. For all his thoughtful and balanced nature, Turel WILL eat a family-size bag of sour patch kids and have heartburn for a week. Yes, he's an incomprehensibly ancient entity of the cycles of life and death, light and dark, order and chaos, and could absolutely do something about that. No, he isn't going to. Heartburn is what happens when you eat an entire fucking family-size bag of fucking sour patch kids.

Can they swim?: Can and will, good luck stopping him. Has to be in the right mood to accept being dunked, due to Bad Associations.

Can they Sail?: Yes, and often does, as payment for transportation by ship. Would enjoy it more if ships weren't so awkwardly small to exist on.

Can they read? Do they like to read? Write?: Yes to all of the above! Especially the latter; he dislikes speaking, and not everyone understands sign, so writing is a major component of communication. So is drawing, since plenty of people aren't literate, either - he's adept at making a few lines say a lot!

How do they feel about science/the scientific method?: It's a cornerstone of his interactions with everything.

Name meaning, provenance?: He shares a name with the Hebrew angel of strength.

What might their Major Arcana be if not the Fool?: He was ancient when the Arcana came into being.

What Minor Arcana would they choose to represent themselves in a conventional reading (if not the previous)?: Good fuckin luck doing a reading on him, my dude.

Nicknames? Are they ok with them?: The Arcana call him the Heart of All Forests. Magicians who are aware of him as an entity call him the Quiet Man.

Height: At a quarter-inch shy of 8 ft tall, he towers over the entire cast

How would you describe their build?: Long and lean; broad in the shoulders and narrow through the hips; well-muscled with just enough fat to soften their definition. His height is fairly evenly proportioned, though a smidge more of it lies in the legs than the torso. He has a glorious ass.

Do they run cold or warm?: Not particularly. He'd rather be too cold than too hot, but isn't overly susceptible to either.

Feelings on caffeine/coffee?: Caffeine can be a nice boost when he's groggy, and coffee can be delicious! One of the few sweet drinks he favours is a good Zadithi coffee on a chilly morning.

How do they think/learn? Visual? Auditory? Written?: Constantly and in every way possible. His favourite is hands-on, though.

Trinkets:

Leather flask - a dark brown leather flask, rich and supple with age, undecorated save for the stitching, which is a mossy emerald green. It is always filled with clean, clear, fresh water. In Turel's hands, it will pour whatever kind of water needs be.

River stone - an oval rock, subtly striped with grey, cream, and white, worn smooth from rushing waters. It fits comfortably in the palm of your hand.

Hunting knife - a perfectly balanced Zadithi* steel blade the length of Turel's palm, with an undyed bone hilt. From tip to pommel it is a single piece of unadorned steel, but its black leather sheath is embossed with a single rain-wet gingko leaf. Its surface shows a history of both regular use and excellent care.

Screaming moon - it's a crescent moon, about an inch across, made of porcelain, with great skill and clarity of purpose. It also looks like the damn seagull meme. Why does this exist? Only Turel knows, because it sure doesn't.

*in our world, Damascus

#turel the travelling craftsman #character bio #he's a weird weird man #and not just because hes an elder god

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bbcphile · 1 year ago

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For the fic writers ask meme: 17 and/or 37

Thanks for the asks, @the-surreptitious-albatross , and sorry it has taken me some time to respond!

17. Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

I usually write the scenes in order, from start to finish. The closest I come to doing things out of order is that sometimes I will jump ahead and do a detailed outline of a later chapter if I think of ways I want it to be in conversation with an earlier one (eg. if there are interesting parallelism, or thematic commonalities), and often my outlines start with bullet points and then end up basically being very rough drafts, complete with pages of dialogue and the emotional beats or notes on where to add descriptions. And I guess with my current long MLC fic, I wrote a few drafts of the first few chapters, then did 15k of outlines/incredibly rough drafts for later chapters, and then the other day realized what was bugging me about how I had written the first chapter, so I went back and completely rewrote it. So I guess in that regard, I jump around, because I might go back and totally reconceive of a chapter based on something I want to do with character development later. (This is why I don’t post fics on AO3 until they’re done; I do a truly absurd amount of rewriting.)

37: Talk about your current wips.

I’m honored that you want to hear about it! I actually have 4 for Mysterious Lotus Casebook fics (3 with absurdly detailed outlines, but only one that I’m actively drafting), so for now, I’ll just talk about the one I’ve worked the most on.

Post-canon (OT3) Beach fic:

tw/cw: suicide attempt, off-page non-consensual medical procedure

When Li Lianhua’s shiniang tried and failed to sacrifice herself to save Li Lianhua against his will, he fled to the Donghai beach, intending to die before she could catch up with him because he can’t endure the idea that someone else he cared about might die for him. Di Feisheng and Fang Duobing find him first and save his life for the moment, but are horrified to discover the truth that Li Lianhua can’t lie his way out of: that the damage from the survivor’s guilt of everything he’s been through is just as dangerous as the damage from Bicha poisoning. With each of them reeling from the traumas of the past year (Li Lianhua from Shan Gudao’s betrayal and now medical PTSD from his shiniang’s procedure, Fang Duobing from almost losing Li Lianhua and being terrified to let him out of his sight in case he goes straight back to the water, and Di Feisheng from the abuse at the hands of Jiao Liqiao), they have to figure out how to face everything they pushed aside to save the country, and in the process, learn that the hardest battles aren’t fought with swords.

To read an excerpt, follow this link: (x)

I was going to write up synopses for the others, but I’m out of energy (and don’t want to sit on this ask for another week or so to write them out), so I’ll just do quick teaser/keyword summaries for the others:

Missing Scene Fic: Di Feisheng’s first night in Lotus Tower (featuring him finding the Yinzhou armor being used as a potholder, his feelings on having his meridians and qi blocked, and helping LLH after a nightmare so it doesn’t wake up FDB and give away his identity.)

Pre-Canon: Yinzhou armor backstory, Sigu sect waterfall spars, and LXY/DFS first time; set the evening after Shan Gudao resigned from the Sigu Sect

5+1: FDB and DFS sharing the Lotus Tower guest bed (from FDB’s POV, covering the entire show + post canon)

#mysterious lotus casebook #mlc fic #Li Lianhua #Di Feisheng #Fang Duobing #my fic #ask meme

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watch-grok-brainrot · 4 years ago

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For the minific ask meme: Jiang Yanli and U. coming home.

So… I LOVE this prompt. Thank you !!! What i wanted to do with this took a few brain jumps. First, i wanted a story about soup and about Yanli feeling like her role is to use soup to stabilize everything and heal. Then, i thought about writing a dark Yanli that haunts JC -- but that’s so OOC I decided not to go there. Finally I settled on this. It has been in my head for over a month, trying to figure out how I want to write this. Thank you for your patience!

Earth Offical’s Pardoning

Rated G

Word Count: 1213 (+/- 5 because I never let things be)

Content: cql compliant not other adaptations/novel compliant, canonical characters being dead, family feels, sad JC, baby!jin ling, mention of food because when do i not mention food?, holidays, visiting people, watching her child growing up, childhood development milestones

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Zhongyuan Festival. Earth Offical’s Pardoning. The fifteenth day of the seventh month. On this day, the doors of the underworld opened and Jiang Yanli found herself walking hand-in-hand with her husband towards the world of the living.

They traveled first to Carp Tower. Zixuan wanted to unite with their son and his family before seeing A-Cheng. Their gossamer forms breezed over the tower stairs and into the main complex. The small lotus pond Zixuan had built for her was abandoned -- brown lotus stems and dried lily pads stuck out of drier ground.

Zixuan squeezed her hand and they headed towards his family’s Ancestral Hall. Jin Guangyao was in the midst of orchestrating a grand ceremony to honor the ancestral spirits. Jin Ling could not be found. Zixuan stepped before his still grieving mother, knelt, kowtowed thrice with tears in his eyes. He then stood up and tried to comfort her with intangible hands; they trailed over her shoulders and cupped around her face. Jiang Yanli bit her lip and looked away.

After half a shichen of listening to insufferable ceremonies, Jiang Yanli grew impatient. Zixuan noticed her anxious hands and returned by her side. Jiang Yanli took her husband’s hand, “Let’s go see A-Cheng and Ling’er.”

Together they folded the fabric of existence and stepped over to Lotus Pier. Crossing the threshold, they flew over the familiar lotus motif of the training grounds, straightened and then landed before the sword practice hall. Walking down the wooden corridors, Jiang Yanli traced her fingers through the hated cracks and scorch marks left from the Sunshot Campaign. A-Cheng kept them intentionally, persevering their appearance. They served to motivate the new disciples, to guide people in righteousness, and to remind everyone what the sect had once lost.

She glided along the familiar winding paths, missing the way wood once felt beneath her feet. She loved the twists and turns, like life, like rivers, like fate. There was something comforting to the seemingly inefficient corridors of her childhood home. Zixuan trailed behind, commenting occasionally on the beauty of said home.

A few lotus species remained in bloom in the late summer. Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan stopped to admire the multi-layered ombre hues; their bodies hovering over the flowers, their hands failing to make the flowers waver at their touch.

When they finally stepped into the Jiang Sect Ancestral Hall, Jiang Yanli realized Lotus Pier had been strangely devoid of people this entire time. Had A-Cheng sent everyone else away?

A pot of Lotus root and pork rib soup, plates of sweet and fragrant pastries, fresh fruit, and fresh lotus pods were set out as offerings for Jiang Yanli, for her parents, and for the other ancestors. A-Cheng sat at the edge of the lotus altar, as she often did after their parents’ death. Ling’er squirmed in A-Cheng’s left arm as his left hand held a wooden tablet. His right hand was pointing at the text on the tablet -- the tablet with her name.

“A-Ling, this is my Jiejie, your mother. She was the most amazing person. I hope you grow up to be strong, kind, and intelligent, just like her,” A-Cheng said as he bounced Ling’er on one knee, his voice cracking as he spoke.

Zixuan let go of her hand and she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around her little brother and her child. Shortly after, Zixuan sat down next to her and held his hand out to caress their toddler son. They had missed so many months of his infancy.

“Ling-er is so big now. He has gotten half again as big as he was when I last saw him,” Zixuan said.

Jiang Yanli hovered her hand over her child’s head, “He babbles now. I wonder who he talks to. Is the wetnurse good for him? Does he have friends? Is he lonely? Is there someone to respond to his babbling?” Her vision blurred as she blinked back tears.

The two of them sat by A-Cheng and Ling’er, watching A-Cheng play with the boy and teach the boy. Who would bet someone with as deadly a title as Sandu Shengshou would be so gentle with a child?

Ling’er became fussy and A-Cheng set him down. The baby pulled himself up by A-Cheng’s robes and reached up to ask for A-Cheng’s hand.

“You can do this yourself,” A-Cheng responded gently and shooed Ling’er away from him.

Ling’er’s bottom lip quivered.

“I know you can walk if you try. Look, I’ll catch you if you fall, ok? But at least try. Maybe your parents are here. It would be nice if they were around to see you take your first steps.”

A-Cheng picked up Ling’er, stood up, and set Ling’er next to the altar for stability. Then he took 3 large steps back, squatted down, and motioned for the baby.

Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan watched, captivated by the two of them. Would they really be so lucky to witness their child’s first steps today?

Ling’er reached for his uncle. He took a few steps balanced against the altar and then pushed off. A step, two steps, and then teetered forward. Zidian flew out and caught the child. “A-Ling, good job! If only your mother were here, she would be so proud of your first steps!”

Jin Zixuan yelled, “Zidian! A vicious spiritual weapon was just used on our baby! What is your brother thinking? That’s dangerous!”

Jiang Yanli smiled, “A-niang taught us how to walk like this. Zixian knows bloodlines and the owner’s intent. It can be as steady as a banister while feeling more gentle than a dandelion puff.”

They spent the rest of their day with A-Cheng. They watched Ling’er be fed, be held, be coddled. They watched A-Cheng patiently teaching, softly holding, and playfully carrying the boy. Ling’er clung to A-Cheng and A-Cheng to Ling’er. Afterall, they were the closest blood relatives each other had.

Time flew and night fell. A-Cheng took Ling’er to the market on the docks. Jiang Yanli knew the day was ending; her time here was ending. A-Cheng purchased a violet and gold lotus with nine intricate petals and a candle shaped like a lotus pod. He set Ling’er down and handed the lantern to the boy.

“Hold.”

Ling’er took the lantern by a corner, waved it, and dropped it to play with the lotus pod candle that fell out. Jiang Yanli felt Zixuan’s arm around her waist squeeze her close. If they were still part of the living, watching her brother and her child bond like this would be bliss.

A-Cheng picked up the lantern, took Ling’er’s hands and set the candle inside. He then lit the wick with his spiritual energy. The light from the flame flickered, casting violet and gold shadows over the uncle and nephew duo who belonged to the sects of violet and gold.

A-Cheng swooped Ling’er into an arm and gently set the lantern in the water with his free hand. Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan felt themselves drawn towards the lotus lantern. They held each other close and watched A-Cheng walk away with Ling’er towards Lotus Pier. They stood in place but the pull of the lantern carried them away. Lotus Pier slowly faded as they returned to the Earth Offical’s realm.

Notes:

So… there are 3 [something]-yuan festivals. Shang means upper. Zhong means middle. Xia means bottom. They all have an associated saying: for Shangyuan Festival, Heaven Offical’s Blessing (yes, like the title of the novel); for Zhongyuan Festival, Earth Offical’s Pardoning; for Xiayuan Festival, Water Offical’s Salvation. (uh… I chose salvation here because the chinese means relieving/saving from distress/suffering).

I don’t like the sound of A-Ling, so i went with Ling’er. I think JC would try to keep his sister’s naming convention and stick with A-Ling… but I also think Yanli might call Jin Ling Ling’er, especially since er can mean child. E.g. Ying’er LITERALLY means infant so uh… WWX probably didn’t get that name for a reason. XD Though i can see gremlin CSSR calling him that…

Yes, Jin Ling is too young to walk. Maybe JC feeds him spiritual energy when he plays with the baby and so Jing Ling developed a bit faster? IDK. I wanted the story to be set on the Zhongyuan Festival so I fudged childhood development a little. I can also see Jiang Cheng intentionally trying to make Jin Ling do things younger so he can be “better than” or “beat” WWX at things… :/

I think this is only a little sad? Or it starts off sad and ends on an ok note? I’m curious to see what people think

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elexica · 4 years ago

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First Lines Tagging Meme

Oh boy I was tagggged for this one by @alectoperdita @atems-leather-pants @miss-moberg @jenivi7 . . .

So I’m gonna do it, even if it’s hella late!

Rules are: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line.

Links to the fics provided, warnings and content ratings on Archive.

1. It’s Just a Fantasy, Taking Over like a Disease (Paris)

By day, they were almost perfect tourists. The “almost” could be ascribed to the fact that Kojiro was an imperfect travelling companion.

2. Back to You

Kaoru was a very specific kind of torture. He was omnipresent in Kojiro’s life: a never-ending pest, the greatest source of friendship, the only true constant in the fast-paced world of S.

3. Way of the Househusband

The knocking at the door was too timid to mean danger. Still, Ash was awoken and at half-past noon he rolled out of bed, grabbed his sawed-off Smith & Wesson, and steeled his face.

4. We Are Just Like the Waves

As far as anyone else was concerned, Cherry woke up in the hospital, to the rhythmic beat of his heart monitor.

5. Love Me Like You Do

From the moment that Joey had tripped into the CEO’s office, Mr. Kaiba had been an allusive, seductive, scary presence in his life. A combination untouchable prince and unnerving shadow, Kaiba was everywhere and nowhere.

6. Gravitation

“Is this… some sort of shitty poem?”

7. Guardian Ad Litem

Since they’d first met when they were kids, Kaiba had longed to hear the sound of his fist meeting Zigfried’s nose at high velocity.

8. Lotus in the Snow

Atem was a valuable asset to bring along on business trips.

9. Dream Dust

Brooding in the dimly lit, gothic library on campus didn’t make Seto happy per se, but it absolutely felt right.

10. Second Chance Christmas

The sleet fell heavily against the car, turning the view through the windshield into an impressionist painting of abstract asphalt and splotchy red break lights.

11. Someone Else's Debts

“How did you find this address?” Kaiba hissed through the crack in the door. He hadn’t released the chain from the door, and the deadbolt below it hadn’t been dropped either.

12. A Thousand Years in Perfect Symmetry

It was always the same nightmare:

Kaiba was standing on the bridge of the warbird, those glowing green lights radiating off of the lightly metallic tones of his uniform.

13. Zorc 2020

The Four Seasons Total Landscaping as a business didn’t have its own phone number—Joey had a cell phone, and not enough else going on.

14. These are their stories. Dun Dun.

“Man, that was amazing!”

15. Give and Toke

Joey stomped into the new cannabis shop in the neighborhood. It looked like an Apple store: white walls, smooth white tables, iPads and clerks in matching polos.

16. But Only You Can Dance for Me

“He’s basically our in-club security,” Joey said to Atem as he dealt the next round of blackjack in the back room. “Why not just pay him do that?”

17. Workaholic

“Man, I just don’t get it. How can you work so much?”

18. Even If I Destroy this Tower (San Francisco, 2010)

“I don’t love you anymore.”

19. I Couldn't Help But Wonder...

What’s the point of New York Fashion Week if you don’t go home with a billionaire?

20. Always Tomorrow

“We don’t take walk-ins,” Joey said. His shirt was rolled up to the elbow, revealing intricate tattoo sleeves.

I clearly really used to use dialogue to start stories, but I think I’m growing more into setting the scene. That was fun! Thanks y’all! Not tagging anyone since I showed up late haha.

#my fic #my fanfic #yugioh fanfic #sk8 the infinity fanfic #banana fish fanfic #yugioh #sk8 #banana fish

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aiyaar · 4 years ago

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Moments that I liked in Tower of Nero (mostly solangelo moments)

SPOILER ALERT

Pt.1

‘The son of Hades, cavern-runners’ friend,

Must show the secret way unto the throne.

On Nero’s own your lives do now depend.’

Because it's a prophecy about Nico and it made my heart skip a beat

You know that meme with the honey bear and the caption honey, he gay ? Yes, I created that. And in Ganymede’s case, it was hardly news.

This was hilarious. And Rick is finally using the word "gay"

My beautiful son, with his kind eyes, his healer’s hands, his sun-warm demeanour.

Because this is exactly how you describe Will Solace

His boyfriend, Nico di Angelo, hovered at the edge of our reunion – observing, keeping to the shadows, as children of Hades tend to do. His dark hair had grown longer. He was barefoot, in tattered jeans and a black version of the camp’s standard T-shirt, with a skeletal pegasus on the front above the words CABIN 13 .

Nico's Camp Half-blood t-shirt gives me live. Where can I get one?

He didn’t look angry, exactly. He looked as if he’d been hit in the gut not just once but so many times over the course of so many years that he was beginning to lose perspective on what it meant to be in pain. He swayed on his feet. He blinked. Then he flinched, jerking his hands away from Meg’s as if he’d just remembered his own touch was poison.

Heartbreak. Once again.

‘I …’ he faltered. ‘Scusatemi .’

‘He only slips into Italian when he’s really upset.’

My headcanon that Nico slips to Italian when feeling very emotional is a canon now

My son Will emerged from the bathroom in a billow of steam, his blond hair dripping wet and a towel around his waist. On his left pectoral was a stylized sun tattoo, which seemed unnecessary to me – as if he could be mistaken for anything but a child of the sun god.

Will fresh from the shower. Water dripping from his hair. He has a tattoo. I think I just had a heart attack.

‘Yeah,’ Will agreed, his face drawn with worry. ‘They’ve been eating most meals together, though Nico doesn’t eat much these days. Nico has been having … I guess you’d call it post-traumatic stress disorder. He gets flashbacks. He has waking dreams. Dionysus is trying to help him make sense of it all. The worst part is the voices.’

Nico's PTSD is canon.

‘Nico won’t tell me much. Just … someone in Tartarus keeps calling his name. Someone needs his help. It’s been all I could do to stop him from storming down into the Underworld by himself. I told him: talk to Dionysus first. Figure out what’s real and what’s not. Then, if he has to go … we’ll go together.’

Hints to Nico and Will's novel

Will sat next to Nico and put an apple on his empty plate. ‘Eat something.’

‘Hmph,’ Nico said, though he leaned into Will ever so slightly.

Will caring about Nico will never get old. Also I headcanon that nico has an eating disorder along with PTSD. How he's eating is not healthy.

Nico caught my gaze across the table. His dark eyes swam with anger and worry. On his plate, the apple started to wither.

Will squeezed his hand. ‘Hey, stop.’

Will being Nico's emotional support. It just makes my heart melt.

He was deceptively quiet. He appeared anaemic and frail. He kept himself on the periphery. But Will was right about how much Nico had been through. He had been born in Mussolini’s Italy. He had survived decades in the time-warp reality of the Lotus Casino. He’d emerged in modern times disoriented and culture-shocked, arrived at Camp Half-Blood, and promptly lost his sister Bianca to a dangerous quest. He had wandered the Labyrinth in self-imposed exile, being tortured and brainwashed by a malevolent ghost. He’d overcome everyone’s distrust and emerged from the Battle of Manhattan as a hero. He’d been captured by giants during the rise of Gaia. He’d wandered Tartarus alone and somehow managed to come out alive. And, through it all, he’d struggled with his upbringing as a conservative Catholic Italian male from the 1930s and finally learned to accept himself as a young gay man.

All the pain that Nico has been through just breaks my heart. I want to protect him so much. Hope he'll be happy.

Like I might take you out for pizza this weekend,’ Will offered, ‘if you’re not too annoying.’

‘Exactly.’ Nico’s smile was a bit of winter sun breaking between snow flurries.

Solangelo flirting shamelessly. I want to write the fanfic about they date now.

‘William Andrew Solace,’ Nico said, ‘do you have something to confess?’

Will's full name, guys. Nico calling Will by his full name. It's just perfect.

#pjo/hoo #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #tower of nero #percy jackson #annabeth chase #piper mclean #jason grace #hazel levesque #frank zhang #reyna avila ramirez arellano #nico di angelo #will solace #lester papadopoulos #meg mccaffrey #solangelo

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marvelousmawn · 4 years ago

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I want to know your answer to every single one of that untamed ask meme lol

Xoxo a secret admirer

lindsay is this you why have you done this. if you arent lindsay you are now congratulations

under the cut bc Why

1. Favourite Character

already answered!

2. What would _______ be in a _______ AU

you didnt give me a prompt so i am free

3. Happiest Moment

oh god when the boy family is reunited after sizhui regains some of his memories?? i cry just thinking about it

4. Best Symbolism

what am i an english (...chinese?) major?? im sure there’s a whole bunch of great symbolism im too uncultured to understand and havent seen meta for yet, but i guess the way lotus ponds mean home for the jiang siblings to the extent that jiang yanli is gifted one in koi tower and wei wuxian grows one in his graveyard farming commune

5. Biggest WTF moment

im trying to think of all the moments me and isabella launched ourselves off the couch for and there are three big ones with three different emotions:

ecstatic confusion: lan xichen and meng yao in episode 4 (hands?? box?? catching arms when bow?? hands again??)

horrified: xue yang and his everything with xiao xingchen

shocked: lan xichen stabbing jin guangyao :’(

6. Favourite Ship

happily accepting i am a basic bitch and wangxian own my ass

7. Which Adaptations Have You Consumed

only the drama (once through so far) and im maybe halfway? through the novel?

8. Most Confusing Part In The Story

ive said this before but my roku only ever put maybe 85% of the subtitles on screen so the broad answer is all of it, but the more specific answer is the entire temple climax. what was jgy’s plan? what were his goals? i have not the faintest idea :)

9. A Fanon You Dislike

answered!

10. Favourite Fanfic Set-Up

this tweet:

11. Tags You Mostly Filter On Ao3 For

fun fact: i don’t search things on ao3. once i find a fic either recommended to me directly or on social media, i systematically go through the author’s other fics and bookmarks and repeat the process with any fics i like in that person’s bookmarks and so on. means they’ve been vetted by authors who’s style i like AND i avoid the 1 million word count, websters dictionary of tagged words fic currently plaguing the fandom

12. Saddest Moment

fuck you for making me think about yi city

13. Fanciest Character Design

JIANG CHENG FASHION KING ALWAYS BE SERVIN’ xichen is also very fancy and i appreciate him

14. Weakest Character

dad lan. hear me out. who the fuck is he?? you marry a lady who killed one of your teachers (love her she did nothing wrong) and go into separate seclusion yet somehow manage to conceive two sons (SUSPISH...), and then you Stay?? In Seclusion? You STAY there? do you even know what your sons look like?? im their dad now fuck this guy

15. Any Ship You Like Besides WangXian

songxiao, any iteration of 3zun, and wen qing/mianmian

16. Favourite Habit

literally the only habit i can think of is the nose rubbing one xiao zhan gives wei wuxian. it’s cute and kinda ridiculous and are you telling me there are other habits i missed? probably since i only watched it through once

17. Purer Cinnamon Role Than Wen Ning

ouyang zizhen! he’s a good boy who saw wei wuxian the yiling patriarch and went “i have decided to become ride or die for this weird adult”. a thing he and wen ning have in common!

18. Something You Want To Change In The Story

UH YEAH WEN QING? DYING? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? it makes!!! no sense!!! she’s the most talented doctor in the cultivation world and you kill her?? your telling me jgs “i must be or have the best talent and skill in the world” jackass decided to squander such a valuable resource to him? ridiculous

(also yanli dying but i get hers in a narrative sense.) (actually just add more women) (why are there no lan women??)

19. Cinnamon Role Meme (4 Characters)

looks like a cinnamon roll (could actually kill you): wen ning

looks like a cinnamon roll (is a cinnamon roll): lan sizhui

looks like they could kill you (could actually kill you): jiang cheng

sinnamon roll: wei wuxian

20. Favourite Villain

jin guangyao babeyyyy! it’s about the parallels!! and the customer service employee finally, finally having Enough

21. A Fanon You Like

bc i havent finished the book, i dont actually know a lot of what’s popular fanon and what’s canon, but i love how even tho post canon jin ling is a new sect leader, he’s still going on nighthunts with the rest of the quartet. what politics? what sect? what’s going on in lanling? who cares! jin ling is having fun with his friends and uncle!

22. Most Annoying Person

answered!

23. The Thing You Liked Most In The Series

i like how it hooked you with Tender Deep Heartrending yearning in multiple directions, and then went ALSO. SIBLINGS! FOUND FAMILY! WANGXIAN MARRIED WITH A SON!

24. ______ has a ______ kink

i have a songxiao are fine and are thriving with their teen daughter a-qing kink

25. Least Favourite Character

FUCK you jgs i dont even know the last part of your name and i refuse to because you suck and this whole plot is your horny ass’s fault bitch i’ll kill you

26. Who is Jinling’s favourite uncle (ranking)

answered!

27. Character Design That Is Just “Meh”

this is probably in relation to the animation which i havent seen, HOWEVER i have seen its yiling patriarch design and im just saying the drama was robbed (even if the simple robes make practical sense)

28. Most Underrated Character

i want to know more about qin su that poor girl didnt ask for any of this

29. Lan Cuisine Or Lotus Root Soup?

lotus root soup

30. A Ship You Like But People Have A Lot Of Opinions About

idk i dont follow discourse like that so i have no idea if any of my very basic ships cause people to get mad

31. What Sect Would You Like To Be A Member Of?

songxiao’s sect they totally got to found and everything is great and fine dont look at me

32. Lan Sect Rule That Would Be The Hardest To Obey

the sleep schedule. it’s currently 11:35pm and i am not tired despite only sleeping 5 hours last night. and then to wake up at FIVE??? love yourselves

33. How Do You Feel About Lan Qiren

my guy had to raise his nephews by himself and also be acting sect leader at the same time bc his older brother was busying being a drama queen. he did instilled some really questionable things in his nephews (especially lwj) in hopes of them not ending up like their father. i think after lwj’s punishment he did some internal facing of the music (jingyi is definitely favored by him post time-skip which wouldve been unthinkable before). i like to think he had the best of intentions and post-canon does actually start to warm up to wei wuxian bc i think their dynamic is hilarious

34. Favourite Arc

as much as yi city tries to kill me at every opportunity, i love the angst and also wei wuxian being adopted by a bunch of teens

35. Who Is The Biggest Disaster

listen i know it’s wei wuxian but hear me out. jin zixuan. this kid is such a fool im so sorry for your poor flirting skills dude

36. Character You Would Have Liked To Have More Background/Screen-Time

[outkast voice]: ok now LAAAADIESSS (props to the drama for adding jiang yanli and wen qing to more scenes--especially cloud recesses summer school--and having wangxian meet mianmian post time-skip, but you could tell with jyl and wq they had no actual plans for them since they were writing their parts in cloud recesses and the fall of lotus pier without the novel to back it up)

37. Favourite Adaptation

ive only seen the drama so that by default. one day i’ll watch the animation once i get over the art style. sorry but i.....dislike it.

38. Strongest Character

lan wangji. fuck dude can you even imagine. fuck.

39. The Thing You Liked Most About The Novel

im not done!!! but the fact the way song lan’s spirit plucked out xiao xingchen’s name was described as anguished, and how song lan consciously chose not to let xxc know he killed him instead of him losing his strength right before contact.......................help me please i am dying

40. Who’s Voice Is Your Favourite?

??? this is not a thing i notice

41. Potatoes Or Turnips?

potatoes! wwx and his history-defying starch are correct!

42. Favourite Female Character

WEN QING

43. What Style Of Cultivation Would Suit You

gonna have to go with sword path if only bc i used to fence

44. Who Would You Like To Be Your S/O

Absolutely Not

45. Your Instrument Of Choice In A Fight?

gonna have to go with flute/dizi if only bc i used to play flute

46. Favourite Fanfic / A Fanfic You Want To Recommend

through a window softly by impossibletruths

ive read it at least 5 times. i just love the secret duet partner trope ok i think it’s sweet

47. Character You Want To Adopt

what do you mean they are already my good good children??

48. Who Tries To Befriend Lan Yuan First When He Grows Up In Cloud Recesses?

jingyi of course! they have bff hair ornaments

49. Is Nie Huaisang More Of A Goody Or A Baddy?

who’s to say! that’s the gray, babeyyy

50. Favourite Song / Part Of The OST

i have no idea which one it is and i only know it by ear. it has drums. this is unhelpful. im tired. wuji.mp3

51. Tea Or Emperor’s Smile?

tea

52. Favourite MDZS Related Blog

*blows kiss to my friends @jiangchengstherapist and @niehuaisangsfan*

53. Coolest Concept

ngl demonic cultivation is pretty metal. and so is sizhui using his guqin as a blunt instrument (ha!) in his spin off movie

54. Favourite Place

lotus pier youre so pretty im going to consciously ignore the dock spiders and water snakes guaranteed to exist if it was real. unless only northeast usa has to deal with dock spiders and water moccasins in which case why is life cruel

55. A Story-Arc That Haunts You

yi cit--no jk actually it’s those three months wwx was in the burial mounds. and also yi city.

56. Who Would You Take On A Night Hunt?

wen ning i want to watch him punch things to death

57. Scariest Monster/Spirit etc.

that kid in the novel that wwx fed wen chao’s fingers to?? children are creepy enough already

58. What Would You Place In Your Secret Chamber Behind The Mirror?

imma keep it real with you, chief. it’s full of yarn.

59. Character That Surprised You The Most

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh i was not expecting to like jiang cheng as much as i do does that count ive been filling this out for like an hour and a half

60. Favourite Character Development

lan wangji! he grew so much and im so proud of him

61. Best Weapon

this is very close between sandu and baxia for very scientific reasons and they are:

sandu predty

baxia big sexie

conclusion: i would allow either of them to kill me, but sandu is purple so she wins

are you happy anon. are you happy i did this. you are required to read every answer. i have stolen your bones and you have no choice.

#answered #monica watches untamed #possibly lindsay once the plague leaves it is On Sight

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