#michininja

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Hihi!!!

I wanna see how your “initially a joke character” Xue Long Yang would react to meeting my “initially a joke character” Missy Chievous~

Hello again!

Ooh!~ Now this will be an interesting one.

Xue Long tries not to be judgmental when meeting someone for the first time. Upon first impression, he sees that Missy is a bit mischievous. He is a little wary at first, but he will start looking out for her like he would for one of his younger cousins or siblings. After all, they are in the same dorm so it would be hard not to cross paths. While Xue Long may not say much, he would probably offer her some breakfast sometimes. At least that is better and safer to eat than Lilia's cooking.

Missy Chievous is of course michi's and her information can be found over on @twstchaos

[michininja]

Introduction and Navigational Post

Hey, the name is Michi and welcome to my blog!

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Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 21+

Socials:

Twisted Wonderland: @twstchaos

Instagram: @inthemichiverse (WIP)

Bluesky: @michininja.bsky.social (WIP)

(I will add others as I really use them)

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Here’s the navigation list for my blog~

➤ Genshin Impact

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➤ Twisted Wonderland*

↳ Original Characters

Missy Chievous

Bouquette de Rosario

Meihui Maeosarai

Sumana Maeosarai

Kore Meraki

Nadiyya Lattef al-Saleh

Tamannuk Arlooktoo

Chong-Qi Chang

↳ Writing Pieces

“Bad Boy” - Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

“im making gyros, anyone want” - Idia Shroud x Kore Meraki (OC)

“Just Leave It To Your Big Bro!” - Idia Shroud and Ortho Shroud, Ch6 Spoilers

“Never Do That Again. Please.” - Vil Schoenheit and Missy Chievous

More can be found under the #michi writes tag on @twstchaos.

*All of my TWST content links to my side account.

(I will update this as I actually get stuff to navigate to, lol)

[crystalmoonarcher]

HIHIHIHIHI!!!

Saffron, Periwinkle, Mauve~

HI!

aww!~ Thank you!

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

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Part one of the ficlet inspired by this post, special thanks to @sasumimo for enabling me and everyone else who said they'd like to see it in fic form: @faeratil @yuzanrath @kat-anni @michininja @its-all-suibian

Part two here

Mo Xuanyu. He's Mo Xuanyu. He's the son of the defunct second lady Mo and sect leader Jin Guangshan, he's been driven out of Jinlintai and he's gone insane. He's Mo Xuanyu. Mo Xuanyu.

He's not Mo Xuanyu. He's not, he's not - but he has no idea who he is. He should know, he feels like he should know, how could he forget something so important - but he doesn't. If he hadn't found Mo Xuanyu's journal and the instructions he left behind, he wouldn't even know his own name.

His name is not Mo Xuanyu. It's Wei Wuxian. Wei Ying. He's the Yiling Patriarch - whatever that means. He's been brought into this body to enact revenge on Mo Xuanyu's abusive family - is that the kind of person he supposedly is? The kind people summon to kill for revenge?

He doesn't feel like that's true... is it? What if it is? He doesn't remember anything, maybe it is, maybe that's what he's known for, that's why he died in the first place - for killing, for being a cruel murderer.

The thought makes him sick. Is this who he is? He doesn't want to kill anyone. Even if he used to, even if that's what his reputation has been built on - he doesn't want to do that anymore. He's not an assassin, he doesn't want to do anyone's dirty work.

He knows he has no choice. He doesn't remember anything about himself, but he knows what a sacrificial array is, and what will happen to him if he doesn't fulfill the caster's wish. If he's such a bloodthirsty monster, he doesn't think it would be so bad if his soul is destroyed forever - but he still has a survival instinct, and there's something inside of him telling him he shouldn't let himself rot so soon. Maybe there is more to this story, to his story...

But he has to kill three people now. Three cuts on his arm. If he does it, he'll be free of the curse and -

And what?

It's not like he would be able to stay in Mo Xuanyu's shabby house forever, especially if word gets out he killed his own family. Even if he plead insanity, he'd still be executed.

Say that doesn't happen - he still can't just stay here - what if someone figures out he's not who he should be? Who he pretends to be?

Based off Mo Xuanyu's notes, he hasn't been too well-liked in his previous life, so if people found out he's alive again, they'd tear him to shreds.

(They're not to be blamed, really. Wouldn't he do the same? If he found out such a terrible person has returned from the dead, wouldn't he want them gone again, forever, too? What if this person killed his family, his children, his lover? Of course he would want them turned to dust... but... has he really been such a vile person?)

He's Mo Xuanyu but he's not. He has to be. He wishes he could be himself, but he doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know if who he is is even worth being.

So he settles with being Mo Xuanyu instead.

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There are two young cultivators visiting the Mo estate. They're juniors, dressed in white, matching ribbons tied around their foreheads, elegant and beautiful.

Wei Wuxian feels what could only be described as abject terror upon the sight of them. Panic surges through him like electricity, and he wants to run back into his shack and hide there until he's positive those two are within a day's distance away.

But he's curious. He doesn't know if his curiosity is his own or Mo Xuanyu's but he's curious why he is so deathly afraid of these two children.

They're so young, they can't have been more than toddlers when he was alive - so it's not them as individuals, it couldn't possibly be. Then, it's what they represent - or maybe, rather, who.

Someone in white with a forehead ribbon must have hurt him to the extent that it carried into his subconscious even across realms. Maybe that someone killed him, or contributed to his death in some way.

Regardless, these children belong to the same clan, or at least the same sect as that person. Wei Wuxian has to be careful, that person may have told the juniors about him and though they're young, Wei Wuxian isn't sure he would be able to fight them off if they were to attack him.

He still isn't sure of what he can and cannot do. He knows he has been - is, he is - a cultivator, but he doesn't have a sword and his mind is muddled enough for him not to be able to focus on battle. Not to mention, Mo Xuanyu's golden core is weak, so even if he could conjure up something, he'd probably die trying it out.

So he sticks to spying instead.

He hears talk of a night hunt and a sharp pain stabs through his head. He can't help a pained sound, the throbbing into his skull impossibly cruel for a few long, relentless seconds - and he gives away his hiding spot behind one of the large columns in the Mo estate's guest hall.

That attracts the attention of Madam Mo, who sends him a sharp glare. "What are you doing here?! Scram!" Then she turns to the two cultivators, apologetic, sickeningly sweet. "I apologize, this nephew of mine is not right in the head and he doesn't listen unless we yell at him..."

But Wei Wuxian knows that's a bald faced lie and even if he's scared of those two young cultivators, this woman irritates him to the point that he understands Mo Xuanyu's hatred of her. She's incredibly two-faced, cozying up to those she admires like a snake while so openly mistreating - no, abusing - everybody she deems beneath her.

Wei Wuxian hates her. He reminds her of someone - he doesn't know who, and if he tries, his head begins hurting more - but he has to speak up. He'll kill her later, but she's going to get a piece of his mind before it too.

"You yell at me because you like it, not because it works!" he begins, placing his hands on his hips. "You yell at everyone, actually. Are we all insane, then? You live in a mad house?!"

Madam Mo's son all but lounges his way, a dining knife in his hand. But Wei Wuxian's body knows what to do before he does and he quickly dodges the hit, the nimble movement throwing Mo Ziyuan off balance and sending him right on his ass in the middle of the guest hall.

Wei Wuxian can't help a laugh and neither can one of the juniors in white. The other discreetly elbows him to stop.

"Madam Mo," he says, his voice calm but carrying a surprisingly firm tone to it. Wei Wuxian feels like he can almost recognize it, recognize him. "We have come here to help you with the hauntings, please resolve your disputes privately once the issue is resolved and we are gone. We are going to set up spirit attraction flags all over your estate, so please do not leave your rooms after sundown and keep all doors and windows closed."

Another sharp pain shoots through Wei Wuxian's head. Spirit attraction flags...? He knows what they are, he knows - they're like bait, they're supposed to attract resentful energy, ghosts, fierce corpses, evil. Live targets work best, they feed off yin energy... He knows the characters, he can see them form before his eyes, he knows that he - that there was a cave, darkness, he was alone, there was screaming, it kept hurting him so he drew something and threw it at them, they left him alone, it was the spirit attraction flag -

He invented it.

He faints with the realization.

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He wakes up in a room he knows he definitely shouldn't have been in. It's ornate, beautiful, he's laid onto a soft mattress, and a calming melody fills the silence. He slowly blinks his eyes open, and sees one of the white-robed youths from before - the calmer one - play something on his guqin.

What a familiar sight... Wei Wuxian cannot help wondering why it is familiar. Isn't he afraid of these people? Why does the image of one playing the guqin feel so... warm?

He takes the time to study the youth's image a little. He doesn't seem to have realized Wei Wuxian has woken up already, so focused on his task, the precision of his fingers betraying years of practice and a dutiful, talented teacher's guidance.

Wei Wuxian still cannot shake off the feeling that he has met this young man before. His heart aches in a way that he doesn't understand, in a way that almost feels parental. It is.

But it's impossible - he doesn't think he's ever had a child, Mo Xuanyu's notes didn't mention anything of the sort. And if he ever did have a child, he doubts anyone would have let them live, with the kind of man Wei Wuxian seems to have been...

And yet... yet he feels like this is his child. This is his child that he has loved and protected from something terrible, something that killed him but saved his little one instead. He can almost conjure up an image of this little boy, can almost hear his voice call out for Xi-

"Mo-gongzi, you're awake."

Wei Wuxian shakes himself out of his stupor - and realizes that trying to remember this boy didn't hurt. It didn't hurt like the spirit attraction flag or the night hunt.

Why didn't it hurt?

"Are you feeling better?" he asks, kind and gentle and Wei Wuxian tries so hard to hide his torment, the tears that threaten to spill out.

"I am, yes, thank you... what-what's your name?"

"I am Lan Yuan, coourtesy name Sizhui."

Lan Yuan... Yuan... God, Wei Wuxian wants to remember this name so badly, wants to remember the face that it belonged to, wants to see whether he's projecting senselessly on this boy or he's actually his child - but he can't, his mind provides nothing, he feels the knowledge just below the surface of his conscious but cannot pull it out.

"Did I qi deviate?"

"That's... hard to say." Lan Sizhui says, and seems embarrassed with himself for it. "You both did and didn't. I haven't seen something like this before, your meridians were perfectly balanced but your body reacted as if you were qi deviating."

How odd... Wei Wuxian thinks to himself. Maybe it wasn't my body that became unbalanced, but my spirit.

"I played some calming melodies for you, even though you weren't technically qi deviating, and you settled."

"Settled? Didn't I... faint?"

"Oh..." Lan Sizhui looks at him, sympathetic. "You must have blacked out. You didn't faint, you began... screaming. Like you were in a lot of pain. And you kept telling us that 'the little one' had done nothing wrong and to kill you instead..."

Wei Wuxian feels his fingers grow cold, as if ice has filled his veins all of a sudden. Who is he? What has he even done? And more importantly, what have all of these people done to him?

"Are you feeling ill again, Mo-gongzi?"

He blinks himself back to reality. "No, no, I'm okay. Um, I'm sorry you had to see all that, I don't really know why it happened or what it was... but thank you for your help anyway."

He sits at the edge of the bed and puts his boots on.

"Mo-gongzi, I really don't think you should be up and about yet, you should be resting here in bed-"

Wei Wuxian smiles, a little bitterly. "Lan-gongzi, do you really think this is the kind of room the Mo family lets me live in? You saw how little they think of me. This is just for show."

He walks out before Lan Sizhui can reply and walks back to his shack.

He bursts in tears the moment he's inside - and he doesn't know why.

Does he?

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The Mo family dies very conveniently. Mo Ziyuan's kicked it because he's an idiot, keeping a spirit attraction flag on him as if it's not a live target, whilst Madam Mo and her husband died by a fierce ghost hand attracted by the flag formation.

Wei Wuxian hasn't had to directly kill anyone, which is a blessing - because he has been unable to focus on anything ever since his qi deviation earlier today.

How did he die? Who killed him? Why? What has he done so vile as for his (possibly?) last memory to be that of begging his child be spared?

And... has he succeded? Did his child live? Is his child that young man, Lan Sizhui? If so, how? Is he his biological son? Did he adopt him? Did someone in the Lan sect take him in? Does he know who he is? Is he who Wei Wuxian thinks he is? Who does Wei Wuxian think the boy is?

The ghost hand is relentless, driven by so much resentment that Wei Wuxian feels it vibrate under his skin. Why is he so responsive to resentful energy? Why does he feel it like it's a part of him, an extra appendage?

He wants to help the children. They'll die if he doesn't, and they're so young - no matter how he was like in his first life, he's not like that now, he won't let people die needlessly if he can do anything about it.

And he knows what to do.

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He can't do all that he knows, he'll give himself away - but the kids send a flare signal and Wei Wuxian takes it as his cue to leave. These people, the Lan sect, they've done something to him, and if these children are innocent, their seniors are not. And Wei Wuxian is not looking for a fight right now, all he wants is to leave.

He doesn't know where, but he knows it has to be away.

How does he know how to manipulate resentful energy? How is he good at it?

It doesn't corrupt him, it doesn't hurt - well, it does, but not because of the resentment. Rather, Wei Wuxian has learned, his head hurts when the memories he's trying to remember are painful. Using this kind of cultivation gives him a dull headache - so he's figured that he discovered it in less than ideal conditions. Probably as a survival tactic of some sort, or to fight something off.

Why hasn't he used the regular kind of cultivation? He knows how it works, so it can't have been incompetence or weakness. There has to have been something else.

But when he tries to think of that, of why he uses resentful energy instead of spiritual qi, his head throbs with blinding pain, and he feels himself hollow after it passes, like he should be missing something in his body.

But he isn't.

Well, at least Mo Xuanyu isn't.

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The stone goddess is the second terrible monster of the night that Wei Wuxian encounters and he's starting to doubt that this is just a coincidence. The cultivators are struggling with it, they can't suppress it - and Wei Wuxian is once again overcome with the impulse to help, especially as he notices a golden-robed junior charging recklessly at the creature.

He has met this junior - kind of. In the forest, just now. Wei Wuxian's borrowed donkey (it's not stealing if the family he took it from sucks and is also dead... is it? No wonder people think he's a bastard) got tangled up in a spirit-trapping net. The kid came rushing in thinking he caught some prey, but was instead met with the pitiful sight of Little Apple trying to free herself, and Wei Wuxian dejectedly watching her.

"Oh, it's you." the youth says, so arrogantly that Wei Wuxian feels insulted without even a bad word having been thrown his way. "What the hell are you staring at me like this for?! Have you forgotten who I am or something?!"

Oh, yeah, Mo Xuanyu must know this little arrogant gremlin, perhaps from his time in Jinlintai. Wei Wuxian doesn't really know how to react - he knows Mo Xuanyu is supposedly off his rocker, but he's a bit too shaken to act too shameless right now.

"Can't I be here? Do you own this mountain or something?" Wei Wuxian replies, crossing his arms over his chest. "Now free my donkey, I have places to be! Not everyone has the time to lounge around setting up nets like you do!"

"Free it yourself! If you have all that audacity, you should have a sword to back it up!" The kid says, turning around with a jingle of his many accessories, and Wei Wuxian could swear he saw the boy flip him off.

"You really have no manners at all! What kind of kid did your parents raise?"

Jin Ling stills immediately, and he grips his sword so hard it shakes in his hand. "What did you just say to me?"

But Wei Wuxian doesn't hear him anymore. The world seems to have begun spinning with him, and his head hurts so much he feels like it's going to explode.

His parents... the boy's parents... they're not- they haven't... They're not... alive, they're not. because Wei Wuxian... the incident... a fist through the heart, a sword through the neck... the boy's parents...

Wei Wuxian killed his parents.

He blacks out again.

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[twstchaos]

Day 556 of my daily visitor post, ehehe!!!

Also, if anyone here likes Genshin content, I’m tryna be more active and more Genshin on my main account @michininja!!!

[realisticallycynical]

~Shuffle Shuffle~

I got tagged by @michininja and @yuratchka-speaks to put my playlist on shuffle and write down the first ten songs that show up... let's see how this goes. 1. Elastic Heart - Sia cover by Madison Bailey and Kurt Hugo Schneider 2. Castle of Glass - Linkin Park 3. Love Story - Indila 4. Warrior - Beth Crowley 5. Heroine - Sleeping With Sirens 6. Hallelujah - Rufus Wainwright 7. Snow White - Christina Grimmie 8. A Trophy Father's Trophy Son - Sleeping With Sirens 9. History Maker - Dean Fujioka 10. You're Not That Girl - Max Schneider I'm too tired to tag, but anyone that wants to do it and say I tagged them, go for it!

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Three things I like about myself? Hmm... Well, I guess I like how I am skating competitively for my home country. My creativity that helps me to choreograph my programs. And...that I am bilingual. I honestly don't really know about my qualities.(Mod MichiNinja: Disclaimer: I am not fluent in Spanish.)

[twstrhythm]

“Hey, Peri, what’s your favorite flower?”

- Bouquette de Rosario ❀

"Huh? You want to know my favorite flower, Bou?" Peri stops and taps his chin. "There are lots of flowers I like. It is hard to choose. But I need to pick one, right? Let me see... Oh! I know now. I love tulips."

[michininja]

First ever post in forever

Yo, what up my friends and followers. It’s ya girl MichiNinja here with a late night post. Like I just decided to type this up because I’m bored and lonely. But like back when I was active on tumblr, I used to be part of a group of Yuri!!! on Ice roleplayers, and I like really miss those times we had together...although most of us are in a Discord chat together, but most of them are never online. D: So yeah, that’s been my year so far. How’s yours been?

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

@michininja

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"Do you guys think I could summon a demon?" Jingyi asked as he flipped his notebook closed.

"You would do anything but your homework." Sizhui sighs. "Why would you summon a demon?"

"Exactly so I don't do my homework!" And he jumps up to his feet from the floor, where he had been lounging for the past hour, pretending to be studying.

"Mr. Wei said no demon summoning when he's not at home." Zizhen replies as he types at his laptop. "He said he's not exorcizing demonic radishes for us ever again if we do summoning arrays on our own."

"Come on, that was one time! How was I supposed to know it was demon radishes of all things?"

"Maybe you shouldn't have summoned demons with rituals you got off Reddit." Jin Ling rolled his eyes. "And those things weren't even scary."

Jingyi sends him a pointed look. "You almost knocked the door down running away."

"To get help!"

"Good for you you're not a Lan because you'd be doing handstands for lying for days."

Jin Ling flips him off. "Anyway, you guys can summon whatever, but don't get me involved in the process. I have to be home by 9 or jiujiu locks me out."

Jingyi crosses his arms. "So what, you can just stay over."

"And hear Sizhui's parents fucking? I'd rather kill myself."

Sizhui is the one to roll his eyes as he checks over his math homework. "I don't know how you guys say you hear them. I don't hear anything and I've been living with them for years."

"It's called desensitization."

Jin Ling snorts. "Oh wow, Jingyi, that's a big boy word!"

"And if you don't run the hell out of here in the next 3 seconds, I'll show you a big boy punch!"

"Mr. Lan said no punching Jin Ling when he's not home!"

[twstchaos]

Introduction and Navigational Post

Hiya ya’ll!!! Welcome to my Twisted Wonderland blog!

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Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 21+

Socials:

Main: @michininja

Bluesky: @michininja.bsky.social

(I will add others as I really use them)

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Here’s the navigation list for my blog~

➤ Original Characters

Missy Chievous

Bouquette de Rosario

Meihui Maeosarai

Sumana Maeosarai

Kore Meraki

Nadiyya Lattef al-Saleh

Tamannuk Arlooktoo

Chong-Qi Chang

➤ Writing Pieces

“Bad Boy” - Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

“im making gyros, anyone want” - Idia Shroud x Kore Meraki (OC)

“Just Leave It To Your Big Bro!” - Idia Shroud and Ortho Shroud, Ch6 Spoilers

“Never Do That Again. Please.” - Vil Schoenheit and Missy Chievous

More can be found under the #michi writes tag.

➤ Miscellaneous Links

Tag List

(I will update this as I actually get stuff to navigate to, lol)

[twstrhythm]

Hihihihihihi 💞💞💞

29. What video game would appeal to them the best? (Peepaw Ester)

35. What do they do if they can’t fall asleep? (Bb Xavi)

15. Can they cook? What’s their favorite thing to make? (Name Buddy Nalani Kalani)

Hi michi! Thanks for the ask

29. What video game would appeal to them the best?

Ester's favorite video game would be Animal Crossing or whatever the TWST equivalent is. He just loves making a little village for his villagers to live in. He will make the most elaborate looking setups and then get rid of them because he changed his mind. Ester is fascinated that this is possible in a video game.

35. What do they do if they can’t fall asleep?

When Xavi can't sleep, he goes to check on his brothers. If both of them are sleeping, he will head back to his room. If one of them is awake, he will go and talk to them. Then he returns to his room and reads a book.

15. Can they cook? What’s their favorite thing to make?

Nalani can kind of sort of cook? He is not the best cook, but he isn't the worst either. At least what he makes is edible most of the time. Though once in awhile, the dishes can appear alien. His favorite thing to make is mango fruit pops. Just be careful accepting those. Sometimes they don't taste right.

[twstrhythm]

Hihi, friend friend i totally wasn’t using the general chat to list down my questions!!!

10. how many backgrounds do you have?

21. would you give anyone a spare key? if so, who?

28. a song you'd recommend to your favorite character?

Hello there!

10. All the backgrounds that were currently available in en server. not sure how much that is though.

21. I'd give it to Kalim because he deserves it.

28. A song I'd recommend is Everything Goes On by Porter Robinson

Thank you for the ask

[twstrhythm]

Hihi, Kura~

Orchid - What is your OC's biggest fear?

For my name buddy, Nālani Kalani~

Hello Michi!~

Nālani Kalani fears many things, but his biggest fear? That would have to be being left behind by everyone he knows. His family and friends mean the world to him, and he would never want to lose them. If he were to ever lose them, things would be terrible. He never wants them to disappear from his life.

Thank you for the ask!

[twstrhythm]

Hewwo~

🔪 (More than one OC) If your all of your OCs played among us, who'd be the best imposter? And who'd be the worst?

Hello Michi!~

If my kiddos were to play the game, the one that is the worst at being imposter is Longwei because he is a terrible liar. He cannot lie to save a life, but he would also be about to detect the imposter the easiest.

Best imposter is surprisingly Theodore. People would think that he wouldn't be good at the game, but he is one of the best. He can easily trick people into thinking he is innocent.

[twstrhythm]

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaack, ehehe~

37. Do they have any phobias?

For any OCs of your choice~

Hello again!

As for phobias...

Li Feng Jiang, ironically, is afraid of mirrors. Though he did have to face the Dark Mirror when he first came to NRC. There is also the fact that he has to travel through mirrors to get to and from his dorm. So he is working on that slowly but surely.

Aster Nightshade is afraid of large crowds. He is fine with a small group of people and his dorm members. Surprisingly, he tolerates Floyd despite how unpredictable that eel is.