#old grandmaster

[tomatitosposts]

♡◇°Sektor x Cyrax. ♡◇°Bireena

♡◇° Tomas x Kia. ♡◇° Kuai Liang

♡◇° Grandmaster. ♡◇°Hydro

♡◇° Frost. ♡◇°Oniro

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♡◇° Valentine's Day figurines.

I made this for a set of surprise boxes, some poses are inspired by references, anyway it was nice to do it and well there I leave them, I tried to represent the costumes of the old era.

[tigorrrr]

“Your Little 妹妹”

Taiyō Striker, a Black Dragon assassin, pleads of Lin Kuei Grandmaster's mercy to take in her infant daughter to follow in her deceased father's footsteps, with a better life than Taiyō has to live.

Kuai Liang rubbed off the remaining sleepness from his eyes and surpressed a yawn before continuing his stalk through the hallways of Lin Kuei complex, peeling his back from a wall he tried to be one with as Lin Kuei soldiers were out on their night patrols. Although he had just recently hit age of puberty, the relentlessness and strict training of his clan however tiring and painful had been proven fruitfull for sneaking out of his room past his bed time.

The banging on the gate's doors had announced a visitor at this late hour, the moon was on a clear sky above the mountain that Lin Kuei resides, but there were no clouds and no stars.

As he neared the Grandmaster's office, Kuai Liang was not suprised to already see his older brother listening in by the gap of the open, paper door, squatted down so low as if he was on a prowl.

Kuai Liang quietly ran over, kneeling by the unoccupied side of the door and faced Bi-han with his brow arched to let his curiosity known. Bi-han only frowned and signaled him to keep quiet with a finger pressed to his lips before both of them looked through the gap from which spilled only light at the veranda's hall, and hushed voices deep in a private conversation susurated from the room.

The teens were met with a slim woman's back to them, dressed up in black, skin-tight outfit of a design for a Japanese assassin. Her shawl mask was pulled down and around her neck where her hairstyle of her golden locks ended with a neat trim, it was shorter at the nape and longer at her front. Both boys could tell that she was unarmed, however, she is presenting something in her hands to their father as she sat there on her knees in front of the Lin Kuei leader.

"I beg of you—!" her melodical voice rose a pitch before she schooled herself by clearing her throat and rocked the clothed thing she held as something in there began to stirr. "To honor your loyal soldier's legacy, you must accept."

The Grandmaster's stern furrow hadn't softened an inch while facing a broken woman's desperation. The affairs of his best Lin Kuei soldier is none of his business now that he is gone, but yet this is one difficult revelation that for the better of his clan he may not be able to turn away from this.

"Miss Taiyō, I am, too, grieving the loss of Val. And I understand the onerous responsibility you were left with, but I don't think leaving her here is the best idea. Not to mention- you coming here alone and unarmed is such a suicidal act..." his gaze had fell down onto what his guest had came here to left behind one way or another when it let out a light sneeze and began to babble.

Bi-han and Kuai Liang shared a look of a frown as they plunged their faces from the gap of light, they had an inkling and dreaded for it to be true. And although Kuai Liang came in later than his older brother he still heard just enough to understand the context of the situation.

"This is a better solution than staying with me and the Black Dragon. Than foster care! This way she'll grow up with a purpose!" but also hopefully be happy and loved, is what Taiyō subconsciously wished for.

The Grandmaster leaned back, meeting Taiyō's pleading, glassy eyes. "Are you proposing it is better to have the child as a clanmate than a future foe? Are you implying that your assosiates are planning to strike against us?"

Taiyō's smile was sardonic but it didn't stay twisted on her lips for too long. "What will be in the future is something I won't be a part of, Grandmaster. My team mistook my six month 'vacation' as a sign that I am not to be trusted, they think I left them."

"And, did you?"

"In a way..."

The Grandmaster didn't like her vague responce and the lethal gleam flashing in her eyes. As his own gaze skimmed over the little, fresh paper-cuts on her pale and perfect flesh of her cheeks before they fell onto the quietly observing infant that stared right back into his soul with eyes of a lavender tint. The innocent creature stared right at him with a smile and an innocent curiosity only newborns and infants know how to charm whoever looks their way that they find equally as interesting.

He is already a father of two sons, and he hasn't had the desire to ask of his wife for another child. He held both his sons when they were born and was there the first time they opened their eyes. But never in his years as a Lin Kuei had he expected to sway to the purity of an infant that is not even his, the Grandmaster immediately knew that the moment he'll have her in her arms he won't be able to give her back.

"She mustn't have to know about me, Grandmaster. If you were to raise her as your own and train her, she will be one of the finest Lin Kuei, maybe even surpresses her father." she tried to sugarcoat it, present him only the positive gain for him and his clan, and silently apologized she had used her deceased lover in this same sentence.

The Grandmaster couldn't see the resemblence of Val in the child, hence the provided blood test the mother had brought along, but rather could see her mother's beauty that she inherited and will blossom as she will grow. Personality-wise, he did not know what to expect. Will she turn from an angel to a silent and deadly grump like her father? He doesn't know her mother at all, but perhaps she'd grow to be more like her?

Either way, the Grandmaster will be honoured to get to know this child while she'll be growing amongst his family and Lin Kuei.

With a long sigh of his, the decision was made. "We will care for her as our own. She will learn the way of Lin Kuei and grow up to be an aspiring adult."

That is the only thing a father of two can say to a mourning, single, and a fresh mother for her departing with a weeping heart to be lighter at every step away from the Lin Kuei territory. Taiyō knew the promise of a Grandmaster is not to be taken lightly, so she smiled. She beamed at the older man like the sun her name holds the meaning of. No trace of pain or worry visible.

When the woman stood, because of the pressure of gravity her daughter grunted, frowning for a moment before it was replaced by another impeccible smile and the Grandmaster watched that with a suprise that made his brows rose.

When the infant in the bundle of a blanket was in his strong arms, honed by years of hard work, he looked towards the door. "Boys!" he called, a little sternly, but their presence was convinient for the moment.

As soon as the two teenagers opened wider the door and walked in with their gazes down, knowing they will get schooled for their impudence.

"あら あら... What lovely sons." Taiyō sang, but the boys stood there in attention, gazes at their feet. But they were confused without showing it, they did not understand Japanese at all. "Grandmaster... Thank you."

Before Kuai Liang or Bi-han could look up and see the woman's face she had already gracefully passed by them, she let the wind to take her away and the shadows to hide her.

Their father walked up to them while they tried to quickly glance behind them at their departing visitor but she was already gone.

"We will have a talk about this later, now..." the Grandmaster's stoic tone softened as he went down on one knee, presenting his sons to the new additional member. "This is Diya. She's a part of our family now. Your little sister... I expect you to protect her as her big brothers."

His sons looked up at him, startled and a lot of mixed emotions were in their eyes as soon as they landed on their adopted sister. Her pale, snow-white complexion piqued their curiosity. Her fisted paws in gloves were close to her chubby cheeks, rosy from the nipping mountain cold. The little hairs she has were barely seen for they were the same shade of her skin, white as the snow of this high mountain.

Diya greeted them with an excited grin and a giggle, completely oblivious that this was the last time she'd seen her biological mother, that realization only bothered the two young boys.

Just a minute ago both were completely against of getting another sibling, they thought they were just fine for their parents, but one look at her was enough to make their world spin and their opinions to change 180°.

For her, they will fight the world.

[illuminchim]

I'm back with a drawing I did back in March, just right after finishing The Untamed

Part 2

[sinfulpatata]

the one that got away

"i write the regrets of our love on burning paper and send its ashes to your new lover."

: au where lwj gets betrothed to nmj post-burning of cloud recesses for political reasons. Cue unrealized wangxian AND nielan 🤩😍

wonderful threadfic available on twitter by happyyycaat! 😍

[kettledemon]

The first awkward carriage ride to Golden carp tower

[restingdomface]

Tbh I think Lan Sizhui’s earliest remembered crimes were taught to him by Lan Wangji and Xichen and they are as follows: Illegal Lan Afternoon Naps and Illegal Pet Bunnies

He’s a criminal

[twistedappletree]

I love Wen Ning so much because Wei Wuxian could literally say any bullshit and WN would be like “absolutely, I agree 100%!” and Wen Qing would immediately debunk WWX’s bullshit and WN would be like “absolutely, I agree 100%!”

[itsredpaint]

reconciliation?

[benevolenterrancy]

okay I'm in love with some of the suggestions on how Wei Wuxian should fill the hole in Wen Ning's chest... obviously I had to test a few of them out. fortunately Wen Ning is nothing if not a good sport

The tags/replies come from:

@average-hua-cheng-fan, @deep-side-of-the-pool, @lifegoalsofafish, @wen-ning (does that make the fishbowl the canonical answer then...🤔), @ardentumbra

and the picture without all the text cluttering it

[abilai]

HERE IS!!!! Wen Qing! Lady Wen, best doctor. And. Dead. Ofc. Like most mdzs characters🥹

[evie-doesnt-write]

You just know post-MDZS, you can never get Sizhui to shut up about Wen Ning

[lazycranberrydoodles]

a short fully colored lan wangji animatic from march of last year that i didn't post??? yes please! / feat. Death Couldn't Tear Us Apart by LVCRFT

[evilminji]

Okay Ya'll... Genuine Question...

Would a Jedi... make a good Cultivator?

Like?

Let us assume? It's not your average, middling, Jedi. It's a pretty GOOD at Jedi-ing Jedi. One USED to being humanoid, so there isn't any body dismorphia. Let's go with Obi-Wan, cause honestly? He's perfect for this. And life DOES like to kick him in the nuts like that.

It would FUCKIN TRACK. Might as WELL happen, he would think, reincarnated.

Probably not even mad, honestly. Just mildly upset with the Force, as a nebulous concept. Cause he fuckin DID his time. He was enjoying not being organic anymore. Rude™

Cause like? Let's look at what a Jedi is?

Spiritual

Knows how to use a (lazer) sword

VERY non-judgmental of Sentient Beings that do not look like them

Practiced in being kind and emotionally balanced (Anikin. Remember those classes? WE REMEMBER THOSE CLASSES)

Great at meditation and feeling "The Force"

Etc etc! It's damn near a one to one! Except? For the DETAILS. Both? Would fundamentally view the OTHER as "doing it wrong". Jedi? Use violence as a LAST resort. Cultivators? Often the FIRST. Jedi do not KEEP the Force inside them selves. They are PART of it. Cultivators? Build Qi, taken in and built "from themselves", to form a golden core. The base of their IMMORTALITY.

You know... the very thing SITH have been attempting for eons.

And what is this Becoming Gods business? Ascension???! EXCUSE ME?

Talking down to the "mortal world"? Removing yourself from it? It is... it is UNNATURAL. Un-jedi. Yes, they KNOW their are other Force Sects out there. And they are not necessarily DARK... but... this feels? Wrong?

And to Cultivators? What is the Jedi? If not some bizarrely powerful Hippie? All humble robes and sitting in the dirt, laughing with villager children. Getting shown their straw dolls. Passed a baby to hold, by grateful parents they helped.

What is Dignity to a Jedi? What is Face? Reputation and Honor?

They are servants of a higher calling. A humble calling.

One with the Force, which is One With Them.

@legitimatesatanspawn @spidori @mayfay

[boarloved-art]

arrives 4 days late to mxtxtober with a 2 panel comic😭 anyway..! day 1 : ghost!

was gonna do one of the tgcf ghost kings for ghost but then i remembered one of my fave fics ever in the world aka The One Body Problem by @metisket (bc ive read it like 4 times in the past few months and everytime i long to draw SOMETHING for it and never do <///3)

[kettledemon]

they are trying….

[goatpunches]

modern au!juniors