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[viterbofangirllovestheuntamed]

LXC a little sour to JC not because he dislikes the younger sect leader, some jiang sect disciple would probably shiv him for that, but because he's a tiny bit jealous, LQR occasionally compares LXC's ability to do paperwork/organize things/maintain discipline to JC's and frequently finds LXC lacking, especially in the paperwork department, and in the Lan sect at least it's an open secret that LQR wishes that JC was HIS nephew/son

A Small Selection Of Lan Qiren Comments That Lan Xichen Has Endured Over Years Of Doing Official Paperwork With Shufu:

- *apropos of nothing* I heard that Jiang Wanyin knows all the local farmers personally.

- Where are the source citation footnotes? … WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘the what, now?’?!?!?

- Did you see the way Sect Leader Jiang glared at his disciples when they started whispering during that last cultivation conference? They way they just... snapped to order? Immediately? And barely breathed for the remainder of the meeting?? *deep sigh*

- I must say, Jiang-zongzhu’s arrangement of this graph speaks to a highly methodical and logistically-gifted mind.

- You only referenced data from the last *three* years in this year’s annual report? Hm...  Nothing. NO, it’s FINE. I just agree with certain other parties that one can only truly get a comprehensive picture of long-range projections by utilizing statistics from at least the last decade…

#lan qiren #lan xichen #jiang cheng #ASK THE MOD #headcanons #Jiang Cheng's True Love Is Spreadsheets #GRUMPY SINGLE DAD UNCLE SOLIDARITY #(prayer circle for lan xichen) #Have You Bugged Your Mod Today? Well WHY NOT?! #asks #anons #prompts #MOD'S STUFF

[alucarddaily]

Hello! Do you have any favorite Alucard reaction pics?

Hi! I think I might have some good ones in my folder~

Finally, this one isn't solely Alucard but I still like to use it a lot

#ask the mod #anonymous #castlevania #castlevania netflix #castlevania symphony of the night #alucard #alucard castlevania #adrian tepes #adrian fahrenheit tepes #sorry for the long post! i seem to have... a lot lol

[ask-milo-suzuki]

(I’m curious, what is Greek Goddess Milo?)

(It’s an au where she’s the goddess of the stars! Here’s a pic:3)

#milo rps #larz rps #milo asks #kny rp #kny rp blog #oc rp #rp blog #hehe #ask the baby #ask the mod

[bluemorgrem]

favorite pokemon of the new game?

Big fan of this man

#ooc #ask the mod #Tatsugiri #Pokemon #gif #ask

[kamala-msmarvel-khan]

if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog <3 (absolutely no pressure but do it sis <3)

i used to have my middle and ring fingers on my left hand joint. They look weird.

I'm actually Indian and was born in a Hindu household. I'm a polyglot.

Besides marvel i also really really love teen titans (2003)

#kamala khan #the marvels #mcu #ms. marvel #marvel #ms marvel #kamala khan rp #ask ms. marvel #Ask the mod

[tfp-miko-zine]

Hello, hope you’ve been well! I was wondering - for the people that both like to write and draw, will they be able to apply to contribute as both an artist and a writer, or would you prefer it if they just picked one? I wanted to ask since I wasn’t sure if you’ve discussed this before.

Hiya!

Even though the writers app isn't out yet, yes! If you're an artist AND a writer, you can also submit to both too!

💜 Mod KAJiRA

#ask the mod

[best-party-pony]

Which versión of pinkie pie are you? and have the cupackes creepypasta versión of pinkie pie?

OOC:

This version of Pinkie Pie is based on the one seen in the show with some differences. Mostly based on my understanding of who Pinkie is (Headcannons & such) and with some exceptions to the show as I haven't seen the show in a long time. This blog is just for fun and isn't 100% canon compliant.

Thanks for asking, it allows me to clear some stuff up :)

#ooc #Ask the mod

[ask-chrysalis]

Mod pony is high as a kite!

Send some asks or somethin

#mlp #ask me questions #ask me literally anything #ask me stuff #grimdark #asks open #mlp ask blog #mlp creepypasta #send asks #mlp grimdark #ask the mod #ask the characters #ask them anything #ask the artist #ask them stuff

[the-forgotten-four-rottmnt-polls]

A poll on who the cutest kid is? (think eclipse, ari, lita, Cobalt, hiero, anyone I don't remember)

Did I do this correctly?

IM LITERALLY DOING THIS AT THE MOMENT!! LOL

#ask the mod

[shakangelo-tlr]

o hiya acid

also, isn't april 6th a bit early? (and a day before my birthday ;-;)

Yeah. I’ll change it to the 12 or the 13th.

#ask the mod

[critter-core]

a cupcake for you

A treat? For me? Why, thank you kindly!

(It was very tasty)

#character asks #ask the mod #interactive asks #interaction asks #ask #oc asks #bossbabyfan2 #sona art #fursona art #character interaction

[viterbofangirllovestheuntamed]

why just say the jiang have an unnatural tolerance for spice? why not all flavor? Poisonously bitter, super sour, ultra sweet, the burn of the strongest alcohol, the jiang adore the extremes of flavor and still have very discerning palates and people with iron stomachs are WIMPS compared to the stomach resilience of the jiang, it wasn't on purpose but a true jiang is next to impossible to poison (which definitely helped Jin Ling when he's in Koi Tower)

Despite knowing that they were in the deepest, most isolated safe room in Koi tower, Jin Guangtong couldn't help keeping his voice low. "Thank you for meeting us here. Your... services are greatly appreciated, we assure you."

His fellow conspirators ducked and bowed their heads in agreeing acknowledgements, which went ignored by their guest who sprawled on his cushion like a drunken commoner. "Glad to be here," he grinned, vaguely sarcastic. "What services did you have in mind, exactly?"

"The new Jin-zongzhu." Jin Guangtong didn't think beating around the bush would get them anywhere.

Their guest---blast the man for refusing to give his real name---blinked. "Wow, I didn't think you Jin were capable of being that direct. You want the brat snuffed, eh? Not gonna just use him as your figurehead? Seems like that'd be more your type of thing. What, did his spirit dog shit in your shoes or something?"

The handful of other nobles around the table started blurting out their complaints, heedless of order or dignity. "He's punishing bribery!" "Had my nephew executed for a harmless bit of fun with a servant girl!" "He's auditing the tax collection!"

Jin Guangtong cleared his throat. "The brat is, unfortunately, intractable. Comes from being raised by that asshole of an uncle in Yunmeng. I'm afraid the boy is... idealistic and unwilling to adapt to the realities of ruling such a large and complex network such as Lanling Jin."

Their guest nodded pensively, scratching at his jaw. "I can see your problem. I've got one more question, though. Not to be ungrateful for your admittedly generous payment offer, but why not do it yourself?"

"His lineage is extremely strong," Jin Guangtong sniffed. "The highest pedigree, which means that his golden core is exceptionally strong."

"Plus he's been trained by that paranoid maniac since he was toddling around that backwater swamp," someone to his left muttered.

Jin Guangshan threw a quelling glare over his shoulder, though of course, they had a point. Jiang Wanyin's training had been rigorous to the extreme due to both his and his nephew's insistence that the latter be able to wield the formidable Jin Zixuan's sword when he came of age. And since Rulan would be unlikely to match the sword's strength at first, those Yunmeng bastards had taught him to be deadly with a bow. Because apparently there was no kill like overkill at Lotus Pier.

And speaking of overkill. "We in Lanling Jin are certainly not... unfamiliar with poisons. However, between the strength of the boy's core and the inevitable wrath of Sandu Shengshou, it is imperative that the poison be untraceable as well as effective. Preferably something innocuous that can be chalked up as a tragic accident. A food he is allergic to, perhaps."

Their guest barked out in laughter. "Wait! Wait a minute... you said the kid was raised in Yunmeng, right? And you think he has a food allergy?!"

Jin Guangtong drew himself up in irritation, unnoticed by the cackling man in front of him. "I don't see why not! In fact, noble though our lineage is, our blood has always had a weakness to-"

"Look, look, I understand where you're coming from, I do!" the mysterious man wheezed. "It's just... well, I've spent some time in Yunmeng. In fact, I've even known some Jiang disciples. Frankly, I'm not sure anyone from Lotus Pier can be poisoned!"

"Ridiculous!" another voice scoffed.

"Look," their guest continued, still trying to contain giggles. "The only region that can even compare to Yunmeng for spice is Meishan, and the ruling family of Lotus Pier is half Yu. The whole sect is used to a flavor profile that could kill a Lan at fifty paces, and that's not even taking into account the dares."

Jin Guangtong blinked. "Dares?"

"Oh yeah," their guest drawled, somehow managing to lounge even more. "Those Rangers are insane. The butcher sect might run their people through a crazy level of training, but nothing and no one can survive crazy like a Jiang. They don't even train for it- it's just how they live. Those bastards challenge each other to lick poisoned toads for fun! They will eat anything that comes from the river, no matter how disgusting! And don't even get me started on the so-called 'twelve-day rule'..."

Jin Guangtong decided he didn't want to know. "But surely, as the Jin heir, Sandu Shengshou wouldn't have allowed-"

"Sandu Shengshou?" their guest scoffed. "The man who cobbled together then had to feed an army of massacre survivors and rogue cultivators? The man who spent the first decade of his rule rebuilding his home from a few burnt sticks poking out of---how'd you describe it?---a backwater swamp? The man with the bottomless stomach? Seriously-" he added, abandoning his slouch to stab an emphatic finger into the table. "That man can pack it away like nobody's business. I think his fucking legs are hollow or something...

"Anyway," he continued, lounging once more. "The point is that Sandu Shengshou's perception of what is and isn't edible is... flexible. Especially knowing his shixiong's penchant for supposedly intolerable amounts of chilies."

"Then how do you plan on killing Jin Rulan?" Jin Guangtong spat, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"Oh, I'm not planning on killing Jin Rulan," their guest grinned, still scratching at his jaw. "I'm planning on killing you!"

Then his scratching fingers began pulling his own face off.

Jin Guangtong and his conspirators all recoiled in horror, a horror that increased one hundred-fold when their guest's discarded face revealed the damnable visage of Yiling Laozu himself!

The reborn master of demonic cultivation twirled the grotesque false face around on his finger. "Neat trick, isn't it? Picked it up from Xue Yang, of all people. Ah well; genius comes in all forms. Now!" He leveled a sinister smile at the gathered men as he raised a black flute to his lips. "Raise your hand if you wanted my beloved nephew dead!"

_____________________

Eventually, the screams faded away into gurgling, then silence. Jiang Cheng nursed a bottle of wine as he leaned against the secret meeting room's door, still glowing purple from his sealing spell. Some of those fuckers had really made a go at it, but none of these lazy Jin were a match for his own spiritual power.

After the silence reigned for a few moments, the wood against his back rattled with a brief knock as his brother's cheerful voice echoed out. "It's done, Jiang Cheng! You can let me out now!"

Jiang Cheng took another lazy swig. "What's the password?"

"Jiang-zongzhu is a little crybaby bitch who can't put his shoes on correctly," Wei Wuxian's voice snarked back, sounding decidedly annoyed.

"Nope, that's not it," Jiang Cheng answered, wiggling the bottle so that the sloshing liquid was audible. "Damn, this really is good wine."

"Jiang Cheeeeennnnnnggggg," Wei Wuxian whined from the other side. "You're so meeeeeaaaaaan! Making me do all the hard work-"

"You wouldn't let me kill them, you bastard! Said I had to keep my own hands clean even though they where plotting against my-"

"-while you lounge around drinking Lotus Pier's finest wine like a mean meanie who's mean!"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes so hard he was pretty sure he got a good look at his own brain. "Gods, you really are three years old, aren't you..."

"Let me out, you asshole! You know my core isn't strong enough just yet!"

He considered the wine bottle in his hand. "Say that Yunmeng wine is better than Emperor's Smile."

A scandalized gasp sounded from behind the door. "You wouldn't!"

"What's the problem? It's true," Jiang Cheng shrugged.

"But Emperor's Smile is so delicate!" Wei Wuxian protested. "It's the perfect balance of-"

"Well I guess I'll just go and find someone who does appreciate Yunmeng wine..."

"Okay, fine! Bastard. Fine, Yunmeng wine is better than Emperor's Smile!"

Smirking, Jiang Cheng released the seal on the door. Wei Wuxian stumbled out of the room that now stank of blood and excrement. Jiang Cheng amiably held out an untouched bottle, which his brother grabbed eagerly.

The deviant spilled half the fucking bottle down his chin as the other half went down his gullet, but smacked his lips like a satisfied toddler. "Hits the spot," he crooned. Mischievous eyes locked with his. "Emperor's Smile is still better, though."

Jiang Cheng snorted. "Traitor."

"Barbarian," Wei Wuxian retorted loftily.

The two bothers clinked their bottles together and took simultaneous sips.

#lanling jin #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #jin ling #MOD'S STUFF #asks #prompts #ASK THE MOD #reconciliation fic #post canon #I'M BAAAAAAAACK! Real life has been nuts and a half but things are finally settling down so I'm trying to get back to my beloved hellsite! #UNHINGED YUNMENG DISASTER BOIS

[alucarddaily]

Yall why is his middle name Fahrenheit,

Both his parents were science nerds 🤷

#ask the mod #anonymous #jk but i'm sure someone found an explanation somewhere

[ask-milo-suzuki]

I'm a big Greek mythology fan, so is there anything we should know about Greek Goddess Milo? Like backstory and what not?

(her backstory is the same as regular Milo’s :D also she’s Olympian and I’m thinking maybe Zeus saved her from her uncle?)

#milo rps #larz rps #milo asks #kny rp #kny rp blog #oc rp #rp blog #hehe #ask the baby #ask the mod

[smallfry372659]

uhh this is to the mod but why did you start this blog?/pos

(Okay so I can answer this really simply!)

(@kingofsalmonids [sorry for the ping m8] had this really goofy reblog I saw on my main and it was of Smallfry #372659 being called out so I made a quick tossaway blog for a funny quick joke! I was only gonna keep this blog for a couple days)

(But then I started having fun with it! So I just evolved it a lil and just... kept it lmao. I use it for both roleplay and reblogging stuff now)

(Idk how long this blog will give me serotonin but I am excited to see how far it'll go.)

#splatoon #ask the mod

[frankensteinshimbo]

Hello! This is your friendly inquiry to answer this ask with whatever you'd like to talk about right now! Whether that be a story you're working on, something you're excited or worried about, or just something random you happen to know.

All the love,

~ toribookworm ❤️

Hi Tori!

Sorry it took so long to get to this, I've been going slowly insane over the course of the week! But I want to acknowledge for a moment how sweet this ask is. You've platformed me on my own blog!

I've been agonizing over adding more short stories to my collection of scenes from my on-going Vampire: The Masquerade chronicle. There's, of course, bits of art in there from other players because the larger story is collaborative, but I only focus on the thread of the story between my two characters on this blog.

I've been trying to wrack my brains about how a person completely removed from their context and time relates to nostalgia. Particularly because the character, Frederick, has to contend with being killed during the Civil War and then rising as a vampire in 2022 when the landscape of the US has changed in a way that is irrevocable.

The racial politics of his time ostracized him, and in a way, it's a home he never truly had... but can also never voluntarily elect to return to. What choices do you make afterward, knowing that you're cursed to wander the earth for all time? Can you ever really know it?

So on, so forth.

What about you? What's on your mind?

#ask the mod #toribookworm #TTRPG #World of Darkness #Vampire: The Masquerade