#planisphaere

[sizhuibattleguqin]

planisphaere asked:

He had waited all day for the sun to set and the star to shine, so he could lead Sizhui into their little garden. Jin Ling worked hard to prepare a date for him, with small lanterns to be found in every corner of the garden and all of Sizhui’s favorite treats already waiting for him. "Happy Birthday A-Yuan." His voice was full of adoration as he presented a box with a small handmade bunny sitting on top. Inside the box, he would find a white jade pendant in the form of the moon. “I can’t gift you the stars but I can gift you this little moon bunny.”

He knew it was his birthday but it did not change his work day he was committed to making the Jin Sect better. For his Rulan, there was no other reason. The two of them were children of a war and they were also the ones who were causalities in their own way. Every birthday was a gift, every day truly. Sizhui had allowed Jin Ling to lure him from work early on so he could treat him out to lunch unaware of his surprise tonight.

His gaze took in everything and the light made his eyes luminous while Lan Sizhui was absolutely used to his family doing things for him. He was rarely away from home on his birthday but days passed and he grew up. Married into the Jin Sect meant he was there now, his parents had shown up early this morning. A truly startling thing given his Father Wei did not know what morning was--he slept through them usually.

Sizhui took the gift and smiled brightly as he opened it to peek at the moon jade in the box. It was an expensive gift. Jade was not cheap. However it was shaped like the moon to go with his own style. Sizhui's hair ornament resembled the moon as well and his immediately attached it to his sword belt so it would dangle. The bunny---the bunny went into the inner pocket of Sizhui's robe it would travel with him from now on. A gift from A-Ling for when he was away.

"I love it." he said as he turned to Jin Ling his voice was soft and it was clear he was trying to not tear up. "You did so much." he motioned to the garden. To the tables with the treats. Sesame filled pastries, candied carrots, mooncakes with lotus paste all his favorites lined the tables. He swept Jin Ling close and kissed his soundly. "Thank you, beloved." he said softly "It is a wonderous gift." his tone softer from having kissed his love.

@planisphaere​

[sheyearns]

flaws.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive| paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish| power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

strengths.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive| calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

skills & hobbies.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | hunting | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing | whittling

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[sizhuibattleguqin]

"..." he gave a faint snort and a small tip of his head. "You know how they can be . " his tone was low as he leaned next to him. " Not even Lan Qiren can affect them..."

@planisphaere

@battleguqin​​

“who are we judging? ” - gives mooncake-

“… your parents.” Mooncake is accepted but he still judges them

[legendwrote]

@planisphaere​​ hit the ♡ for a starter!

  ⚍☯⚎ “You’re lucky you get to keep a dog,” he piped up after a long moment of contemplative silence, ruffling Fairy’s ears with a good scritch and watching its tongue wag happily. “Ma had a fat little dog once, but when Dad died she had to give him up. She didn’t think it was fair to have one extra mouth to feed when the Lans were taking care of us both,” he frowned a little to himself. The dog had been pretty useless, he remembered, a patchy-haired potato of an animal, but he had liked throwing sticks for it to toddle after, and it ate scraps off the floor if he didn’t like his dinner. 

  Not that it mattered much — there were no pets allowed in Cloud Recesses, so he wouldn’t have been able to see the thing often anyway, except when he visited his mother in Gusu, and it couldn’t have had but a handful of years left to its life. Sure, they had some not-so-secret rabbits down the backside of the mountain, but they weren’t very good at fetch, and nibbled the hems of his robes raw if he didn’t bring them food. ⚍☯⚎

[baiyueliang]

planisphaere said :

Jin Ling placed a box right in front of Jingyi. It was making small noises and maybe it even moved a little. It was decorated with a golden pattern, like any presents from a Jin would be. Inside his box was no more than a chicken with it's legs tied with a blue ribbon, waiting to be freed. "Since it's your birthday, I'm obligated to give you a present. I won't take it back even if you don't like it."

Jingyi stared up at Jin Ling when he heard the noises coming from the box. Was he gifting him a pet? He carefully opened it, expecting to find a kitten or a pup, but instead what he found was. . . A chicken. A blue ribbon tied around its legs. “Thanks.” The Gusu Lan Sect disciple honestly wanted to ask why a chicken. He would never kill it to eat it; first because it is forbidden and second because he could never do that. “I’ll take good care of it. I’m gonna name it. . . Rulan!” Yes this was totally on purpose. 

[josephinesrphub]

@planisphaere

Alice had been in Wonderland for years, now, it felt like. She hadn't left since she'd killed Doctor Bumby. So now, it was just destroying the remnants of his terror and rebuilding Wonderland. This meant that she had to squash any remaining ruin monsters and any doll creatures that remained in Wonderland.

She had finished defeating a doll girl when she'd been clued in on intruders in Wonderland. This was news to her. Last she'd heard, no one could enter without help of magic or in dire need of safety. She disappears in a mass of mist and blue butterflies, appearing in a tree overhead, just watching..

They didn't seem to be harmful, but then again.. neither had the red queen. That didn't mean she didn't have to put an end to them being here.

She drops down silently behind them, drawing her blade. "State your names and your reasoning for being here. I will not ask twice." She warned. "Visitors are not welcomed here. Especially so soon after The Dollmaker was destroyed. Possible threats are to be eradicated." The Vorpal knife elongated, forming a sword as equally as sharp and beautifully carved as the knife had been.

A large cat appeared besides her, grinning. He stretches, claws coming out of their sheathes. He was extremely thin, almost skeletal, but his grin was haunting, golden eyes gleaming in the light. Alice barely paid him any attention except to tell him not to attack until she gave him permission to. His ears merely flicked, acknowledging her words. "You'd do well to heed her words. I'd hate to be on the receiving end of her blade. The Vorpal blade is swift and keen and always ready for service. It goes snicker-snack and leaves them dead."

[goldenheartedfox]

@planisphaere​

“Wuxian? Are you alright?”

“Wait, your body-!”

“No-!”

A gasp and he lurches forward, vision swimming as the feeling of being hooked into and dragged makes him feel nauseous. He can smell blood, and his arms hurt, and then there’s a voice and then he’s thrown back down by a kick.

He barely registers what is said, his sight blurry, his head hurting. Then, he is alone again, and he carefully sits up again, controlling his breathing. Slowly but surely, he can finally looks around, and his eyes widen as he recognizes the array he is sitting on.

So that’s what happened... A wry smile forms. No matter where my soul has been, it remains attached to my original world, and the array has no trouble finding me, dragging me back. His smile drops. Oh, Allen, Mika... Why did it have to be now, that I’ve been torn away from you.

His finger comes to touch the cuts on his arm, and his jaws clench. Please stay safe, you two. I need to fulfill this, and then I can find a way to your world. It’s not as if anyone will be happy to see me, after all...

Letting out a sigh, Wei Wuxian gets up, though the swaying makes him frown. It seems that there is a consequence to being dragged from a whole other world, after all. His soul is taking more time to settle in his new body. He takes a few more moments to feel he can walk, and leaves, a grin forming, eyes glinting.

He did hear there would be cultivators, after all. Hopefully... the ritual will be satisfied with humiliating the Mo family. Time for the crazy Mo Xuanyu to enter!

But of course, it isn’t enough, and Wei Wuxian feels torn. He has to take care of this curse, but if it asks him to kill.... He decides to think about it after sleep, the sight of the Lan Juniors both nostalgic and painful, except things take a turn for the worse.

Something dangerous has found its way in the estate, killing the Mo family one after another, and the only saving grace is that it seems the ritual consider that Wei Wuxian is indirectly cause of death, due to the Lure Flags. Of course he’s always a cause of tragedy, isn’t he?

He shakes his head. He doesn’t have time for that. The Lan Juniors won’t survive if he does nothing, and he just... he cannot let this happen. They are innocent, and he’ll be damned if he lets innocent die when he can do something.

Yet... His soul is barely starting to settle in his body, and when he tries to wake the corpses of the Mo family... he cannot. He can feel the way his words have reached, yet its almost as if the only one who heard is far away. His heart thumps hard as his mind goes through a possibility, but he cannot get distracted, not when the little ones are in danger.

If he cannot raise corpses, his will can still be enforced on existing ones, and so, steeling his heart, Wei Wuxian walks into the courtyard, and starts to whistle.

Eyes crackling red, the Juniors and the arm both freeze as a pressure falls into the courtyard. The dark, alluring tune he whistles makes the arm shudders, and then Wei Wuxian has to dodge when it lunges at him. The Lans are wide eyed, and then, the one he remembers is called Lan Sizhui seems to understand what he is doing, and calls for his comrade to subdue the arm.

Ah, what a good little Lan... But he cannot let anything distract him, sweat on his forehead, as the arm keeps going for him, aware of whom is trying to lure it, tame it.

It doesn’t want to be tamed. Maybe...

As Wei Wuxian dances out of reach again, he pauses briefly, and then he whistles a new tune. One that he isn’t certain where he heard it, but it has always been soothing to him, three months in Burial Mounds, sleepless nights living with the Wen, putting A-Yuan to sleep...

It starts to work, the tune too dear to his heart, no matter if he’s without his Chenqing, or still settling into this body, this is a song that matters to him, and he can see the way the arm struggles, yet gets caught here and there, in letting itself be lulled into a calmer state.

But it won’t be enough, he knows it. And just as he wonders what he can do, a Guqin plays, and the arm is subdued.

Wei Wuxian cuts his whistling abruptly, whole body tensing and freezing, eyes wide.

He doesn’t need to look, to know who has arrived. He doesn’t dare look, because he knows few would have been able to display the skill he has displayed. Can he still pass as Mo Xuanyu?

Or will he need to run?

Someone lands behind him, and his frame grows more rigid. Yet, he wants to see him, at the same time. And so, letting out a subtle breathe, Wei Wuxian turns, attempting a wide eyed look, to pass as someone who just got caught doing demonic cultivation, rather than anyone who knows exactly who is behind him.

He knows the fear he displays is real, however. Not of this man, not for him. But for the mere idea of the sadness they will face, if they never find Wei Wuxian again, or worse, if they find a way to his world, and find him gone for good.

[cultiivators]

@planisphaere​

“   but   i’m   the   fun   uncle   right   ?   “      it   was   shameless   on   his   behalf   ...   but   he   got   some   satisfaction   from   being   the   most   liked   among   the   juniors   .      sure   ,   jiang   cheng   might   seem   cool   ..      but   he   was   a   wet   blanket   compare   to   himself   right   ?     right ?  !   he   wasn’t   fun   like   he   was   ...      he   just   needed   to   hear   it   from   jin   lings   mouth   .   "   come   on      ,   just   say   it   -   .   "  

[sizhuibattleguqin]

It was the birthday of his beloved and Sizhui had spent a good amount of time in the garden working on the surprise he had for his golden clad fated one. Each tree had been decorated with small tailsman's each written in Lan Sizhui's elegant script. The meal prepared was extravagant, more so than Sizhui would usually prepare. It was a celebration of his birth, of his exsistance and it was meant to be enjoyed.

This was something private for the two of them, for them moment.

Others would come to celebrate but this one thing was for them for JIn Ling.

Nearby his guqin was resting on a table.

Violet eyes shimmered in the light when he saw his beloved he might have sent Fairy to drag Jin Ling to him.

A snap of his fingers followed and each of the talisman's exploded into small butterfly shaped light to illuminate the garden.

"Happy Birthday my love."

@planisphaere​

[derelictsouls-ar]

@planisphaere​ dropped:  💓 for a cheek kiss (for yanli from jin ling)

yanli was not expecting the sudden affection by her son. it took her by surprise as seen on her face, bright golden eyes widened slightly before her head turned to the direction of the young cultivator. nevertheless, a smile formed on the thin lips of the mother that would keep this small memory deep in her heart but not without making her son explain as to why  he was so affectionate suddenly. --- yet awkward as his father at times she could not help but too tease him a little. 

“ how much trouble is it, and how do you think i may be able to help you ? “ the older woman was pretty sure there was nothing that had happened as she kept focusing back on her work at hand but she loved these little sweet nothings, whether they were from her husband or her child. “ are you trying to get me to talk your father out of whatever it is that could anger him ?“ in fact, she was prepared for it all. given her younger brothers, it was no surprise as to whatever he’d tell her. “ or are you just telling your mother that you love her ?“ 

she had long down the fabric she was embrodering a white peony and lotus on a warm and yellow toned hankerchief for her son. a little something as winter was coming and colds easily could be attracted. even if it was just for him to use once or twice, she’d still make another one for him. curiously she eyed him again; wondering if she would still have those little moments even when he was all grown up.

[josephinesrphub]

"Yes, the old gods. They taught the first humans how to harness the gifts they were given. They were the first mages. Then those mages taught others. Some were even born with the gift of the ability to control the elements. Contact the spirits. Those ones are the ones that are able to allow an element control of their body." He says.

"As draining as it may be, it's encouraged to only do it if you can handle it, or, if it's a dire situation. Life or death. Like I did when I was sentenced to death. They tried burning me at the stake. As soon as it was lit up, I allowed the fire element into my body. It freed me, scared off anybody close enough to cause me harm. Brought me home. Left when I was doing the spell to escape." The mage explains.

"The only ones who are able to survive being possessed.." he pauses.. not the right word choice. "Let me rephrase. Only mages capable of incredible power are able to withstand the pure energy of the element entering their body. Some don't. Hence the rule for only doing it if you can handle it. Sometimes, though.. the elements choose a mage as a 'carrier,' and I'm one of them."

He watches as the others leave and watches Wangji in silence. "Well of course. It would do me no good to stay here, ignorant to your rules and customs." Though he paused. 4000? "How does one come up with 4000 rules?" But he pauses again, deciding against questioning it. "I will need to translate them but it will be learned." He stands, placing his right hand over his heart and bowing to him, out of respect. Just as Marie had taught him. "Thank you, monsieur, for having my company. It is my pleasure to be welcomed into your home."

"You may hold onto my belongings, but I'd at least like to have my hat. It has deep sentimental value and I rather not lose it." He says as he rises back. "It was a gift from my mother.. if you please. May I have it back?"

enrapturedobsessions​

Dacian listens to him speak, and the Elders. They truly didn’t believe him. “Because I didn’t make the potion. My mother did. She made every potion in that bag. I’m still learning most of the potions in that book. The veritaserum is the most complicated. Only accomplished mages can create it. And she tested it on me frequently. Especially if she caught me sneaking out as a teenager. And never once did it burn. I’ve seen her use it on disguised demons. It burned them, just as much as holy water or salt would have.” Dacian explains, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. “If anything, it’s sort of sticky. And smells like tulips.”

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[queensconquest]

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE CARRY EMOTIONS

ANGER,   jaw clenching, hands balling into fists, teeth grinding, yelling, going non verbal, stuttering speech, rushed speech, slow concise speech, rambling, quiet, arms crossing, shaking head, tearing up, animated, expressionless, projects, internalizes, vents, withdraws, passive aggressive, direct, physical outbursts, verbal outbursts.

JOY,     easy smiles, fighting back grins, suppressed laughter, loud laughter, giggles, chuckling, smirks, whole body laughs, covers mouth when laughing/giggling, throws head back when laughing, slaps leg, touches people around them when laughing, looks down when laughing, looks for eye contact when laughing, sparkling eyes, bubbly happiness, quiet subtle happiness, obnoxious happiness, wants to spread joy, quietly savors joy.

SADNESS,     crying, bottling it up, seeks distractions, wallows, meditates and processes, avoidance, seeks out comfort, withdraws, talks it out, internalizes it, sad smiles, depression naps, uses alcohol, uses drugs, seeks out sources of joy, fidgets with sentimental item, sits in silence, broods, gets moody, wants someone to share the misery, tries to hide negative emotions, nurtures others to make themselves feel better.

EMBARRASSMENT / SHAME,   blushing, looking away, rubbing at back of head, covering face, laughing nervously, laughs it off, overthinks, lets it go, self deprecating humor, deflects, gets irritated, smiles, withdraws, crossing arms over stomach, crossing arms over chest, hands in pockets, shoulders sinking, shrugs, falling into silence until comfortable again, talking a lot to compensate.

GUILT,     avoiding eye contact, shoulders sinking low, head hanging down, crying, chest aches, lashes out, internalizes, apologizes, deflects, communicates, withdraws, grand gestures for forgiveness, accepts fault easily, punishes themselves, martyrdom, victim complex, guilt complex, healthy conscience, internalizes even after forgiveness, seeking redemption, moves on easily, denial, lack of guilt/conscience, sorry they got caught more than caused harm, can’t handle knowing they hurt others.

FEAR / ANXIETY,  trembling, crying, sarcasm/sass to cope, rambles, goes silent, gets angry, fidgeting, clenching jaw, picking at nails, chewing at lip, pulling at clothes, adjusting jewelry/clothing, swallowing thickly, eyes widening, over-reacts, under-reacts, calm, logical, panic, irrational, overthinks, carefully analyzes, talks to themselves, breathing exercises, fight, withdraw, fawn

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[baiyueliang]

😘 Jiujiu gets a kiss~

He really did not expect this coming from Jin Ling. " What's up with you? Why did you do that? "

[josephinesrphub]

So here be my to do list for this weekend

I owe several replies to @quinnisms (sorry for the wait boo!)

A few for @herghosts and @just-cedrik

One for @heartgivcr (gonna be dropping into your dms soon)

One for @planisphaere

And several for @battleguqin

And the million replies on discord I owe

Let me know if I missed anything and I'll add it to my list!

[beaststhatlove]

@planisphaere​

 Chew, chew, chew. 

 Swallow. 

 “...Yeah, I’m from the dragon tribe. You need something?”

[sizhuibattleguqin]

@planisphaere

The young man stayed to Jin Ling’s side the winter had only retreated slightly and snow was still on the ground. The first signs of spring had sprung though and the sakura trees were in bloom. The beauty of it often took Sizhui’s breath away but the Lan cultivator paused to worry with the tassels of the cloak around Jin Ling’s shoulders.  “Are you warm enough ?” he fretted since this high up in the mountains the air was often colder for them. He wore full sleeves and a long coat of a soft robin egg blue. It was a spring color and he loved the shade. Golden sleeves peeked from the white and blue Lan robes declaring his affiliation with the Jin Sect. Though it was a subtle nod. To see anything other than white and blue on a Lan was unusual.  He led the other hand in hand for a time until they paused and than his arms draped around the younger man. “Aren’t they beautiful ?” he asked softly “Once the snow melts we can have a picnic up here.”