#ling chen

[modelsof-color]

Ling Chen by Myrthe Giesbers for Issue South America Magazine July 2023

#ling chen

[modely-way]

Ling Chen for NUME F/W 21 Campaign

#ling chen #nume #fashion #beauty #fashion campaign

[neildrawn]

another attempt at some portraiture/painting practice! featuring model Ling Chen

#committed the cardinal artist sin of just drawing someone off pinterest i know im sorry. </3 #idk how i feel abt this i mayyy regret posting this. its ok the internet is a kind place which is never rude to beginner artists. right #art #artists on tumblr #digital art #queer artists #trans artist #young artist #my art #digital painting #painting #portrait #ling chen #i think thats her name and website i did my best. i may be wrong pls lmk kf u know KMEDMITVUN

[hrodvitnon]

Careful, Vivienne, your dragon is showing.

Based on this Vine!

#dragon au #dr. vivienne graham #ling chen #dr. ishiro serizawa #monarch shenanigans #my art #Youtube

[leah-cultice]

Ling Chen by Felicity Ingram for Vogue UK January 2022

#Ling Chen #fashion #model #editorial

[black-is-no-colour]

Ling Chen, photographed by Ruo Bing Li and styled by Jolene lin for Vogue Portugal February 2023

#Ling Chen #Ling Ling Chen #Ruo Bing Li #Jolene lin #fashion #fashion shoot #editorial #Vogue #Vogue Portugal #model #style #fashion photography

[arcticelmers]

ling chen: I’m going to take you out

ye zimu: great, it’s a date!

ling chen: i meant that as a threat

ye zimu: see you at five!

#incorrect quotes #ye zimu #ling chen #villain initialization

[therunwayarchive]

Ling Chen at David Koma, Spring 2022

#Ling Chen #David Koma #models #fashion #runway #Spring 2022 #London Fashion Week

[kobikiyama]

Model: Ling Chen

Photo: Yis Kid

#yis kid #ling chen #cartier #fashion #fashion photography #Fashion Model #asian models #Asian Model

[currently-not-studying]

What stuck with me from reading Villain initialization is how well it shows this bitter feeling of seeing your parents change.

As a middle child I've been both at the end of "our father is way too latiennt with you, he used to be so much strict" And also seeing said father change and grow and treat my younger sibling better than he treated me. And I've seen it in others. This regret and anger and "why not me? Why you want to become a father now and not 10 years ago?"

And I can see it when older Ye Mu is in our timeline. How he tries to push his younger version to abide by their father standards. And how bittersweet it is to see someone younger finally getting that validation you've been denied your whole life. "Why not me?" And being tasked with carrying a loving message from their father to a younger version of himself? He finally heard what he wished to hear. But also he didn't because it wasn't for him.

And there's more, there's this "my father needed to hear from someone outside of our family that he was harming me to finally notice. Even after I begged and pleaded it wasn't enough for him to care.." which the older Ye Mu doesn't know. No, this one is a thing that the younger version of him will carry. Just like older siblings can just brush away the pain of those who get the 'better version' of their parents.

Or how when their father is absent the older Ye Mu tries to install the same rules he had been tough. Without any thought about their sense if reason he followed them. This sunk cost fallacy that haunts the whole story is also right here "I've suffered so much because of those rules so they have to make sense. And you also have to suffer for them to make sense."

The older Ye Mu blames his younger self for wanting Ling Chen to stay, for not being a "real hero". But it feels so much like a child screaming "why not me?" Not seeing how much the other has sacrificed to get where they are. Just like my siblings don't or how I won't know how much my younger sister does

And all we can do is let them enjoy this slightly less shitty version of our parents. Because it's not their fault and they have suffered their own wounds. Maybe after seeing their mothers message Ye Mu will try to see his younger self as a brother that can use help and guidance. Instead of just someone who got love instead of him

#villain initialization #villinit #ye mu #ling chen #analysis #but really just random thoughts #webtoon #i have so many thoughts about this story #ari speaks #webcomic

[beautifulphantomsandwich]

Rereading villain initialization and it all goes back to this. Past Ye Mizu did the "right" thing because that was what the rules told him to do. Current Ye Mizu does the right thing out of his own free will.

Also season 2 is so much angst like what is this

They sound like exes lol

Also Ling Chen's barely hidden suicidal tendacies never get resolved

#villain initialization #vilinit #ling chen #ye mizu #ch115

[modelsof-color]

Ling Chen by Myrthe Giesbers for Issue South America Magazine July 2023

#ling chen

[lollipencil]

SuperMoon: Part 5

This might be my favourite story I've thought of.

Enjoy and be gentle ---

Jake was staring down the barrel of a very big problem. One composed of various little problems.

The first had cuddled them inside their own head, and possibly changed them in whatever they were now. Second was that Steven was awake in Headspace, eyes wide with curiosity and confusion. Third, his neck itched like crazy.

"So, what's this place anyway?" Steven asked when the silence dragged on. "Headspace," Jake opted for honesty, given the situation. "Ok, and where's Headspace?" Steven frowned slightly. "Um, well, it's...it's like the inside of a wardrobe." "Ok?" "Yeah, you take something out when you want to wear it, and put it back when not, but it's ready for the next time you want to," Jake said frantically, hoping it made sence, "Everything has the 'owner' in common and-, and each piece of clothing is taken care of and is safe and real and I'm fucking this up, aren't I?" "No, no you're not," Steven soothed as Jake grit his teeth tightly, "It's ok. I don't really get what you're trying to say, do you think you can simplify it a bit?"

Oh, how Jake wished he could. He wished that a few simple words could smooth this whole thing out. But, he supposed, Steven was bound to eventually find out.

So Jake clenched everything he had and just said it: "We're inside the head of our shared body."

---

Dr Ilene Chen sighed internally, "So the deaths at the temple of Khonshu were caused by humans?" "Yes," the G-Team leader stated, "All have wounds consistant with bullet holes. Additionally, all members of the 'security detail' are absent. Although, we have yet to find a body for a Dr Abdallah El-Faouly, but we have found human-sized footprints leading to titan-sized ones." Ilene rolled this fact around her head. "Khonshu is associated with vengence and justice," her sister Ling replied, "It's possible that he saw these events or otherwise sensed them, and chose to save at least one member of the expedition."

Ilene nodded, "Maybe. Do we know where Khonshu is now?" "Drones have the titan on camera digging further out," G-Team Leader explained, "Looks almost like he's searching for something." Suddenly, a victorious cry split the night air. "Shit, the titan's on the move!" "Can you tell why their behaviour changed?" Ilene asked as Ling began to gather documents together. "Negative, sending in a spare drone to his previous location now." "Keep following Khonshu and see if you can get us the contact details of any living relatives of the doctor."

When the communication channel was cut off, Ilene turned to her sister. "I'll get the equipment ready," Ling said as they both left the room.

---

Abdallah couldn't sleep. The only time he tried, he was greeted with the fear-frozen, bloody faces of his colleagues and Marc's shrill screams. So he didn't.

Thankfully, Layla had opted to sleep in the living room as well.

Walking back in after getting a drink, he stopped and looked at them both. At Layla's calm and peacefullness. How Marc radiated the air of a cat lying in a sunbeam, even as his brow furrowed slightly. It was amazing, how he could be so at pease about the whole thing.

Unless it was because of the situation. The creature was clearly affectionate towards Marc, it took Abdallah promising to take care of him for the creature to reluctantly leave. Looking at Marc's feathers, it suddenly hit him.

That creature had adopted Marc. And Abdallah was babysitting.

He had to choke down a giggle. Of cource, why not? Tears of supressed laughter and cresting grief poured down his cheeks as Abdallah sat next to Marc's nest. A shaking hand settled into Marc's curls. He made no sound, but his head tilted to push into the warmth of his hand. Marc's brow relaxed minutely.

A wobbly smile worked its way onto Abdallah's face. And there he stayed, until a dreamless sleep finally claimed him.

#my fics #crossover fic #moon knight (2022) #monsterverse #jake lockley #steven grant #ilene chen #ling chen #abdallah el-faouly

[abigail-darling-sweetheart]

Ling Chen Looking at his Idiots

Jiang Xiao: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel.

Qiao Yi: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.

Ye Zimu: A realist sees a freight train.

Ling Chen: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

#ling chen #villain initialization #ye zimu

[ivyines]

Started reading Reborn rich and my first thought was that these two look like brothers and even act similar too!

#ling chen #villain initialization #dojun jin #reborn rich

[hrodvitnon]

Writing prompt! While Vivienne probably lived as a peasant scholar most of her life, who’s to say she somehow found herself in a situation somewhat similar to this at some point?

…(also, Ling probably finds the idea of being “kidnapped by a dragon and added to its gold hoard” really hot)

Well, this got away from me! Also I spent way too long trying to figure out what dragon!Vivi could've been doing in the 1530's and what was happening around then and what kind of armor she'd have...

---

Turns out even dragons like to veg out in front of the TV now and then; Vivienne reclines back on the sofa to channel surf while Ling settles herself in to cuddle on top of her like an overgrown cat, settling on the History Channel because it's always a riot watching Vivienne angrily spit fire at brain-rotting garbage like Ancient Aliens because "I WAS THERE, DAMN IT!" Fortunately the show currently playing is Forged in Fire, which is good for Vivienne's blood pressure.

Suddenly Ling recalls a particular detail from when she first learned her girlfriend is a dragon. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask. What was that suit of armor in your treasure hoard?"

"The Maximilian plate with the beaked visor, 1536," Vivienne rattles off without blinking. "I got it for my knight job."

"I'm sorry... did you say night, as in after sundown, or knight, as in shining armor?"

"The latter," Vivienne replies, but then purses her lips. "Although, I wasn't officially knighted or anything, I just ran around pretending to be a knight errant for a time. It was all very Don Quixote. I still have my sword, a Zweihänder from Germany! Did you see it?"

"I actually don't remember. You'll have to take me on a proper museum tour next time we go to the hoard." Ling rests her chin on Vivienne's chest and bats her eyelashes. "Did you have a fair maiden to rescue as well?"

"Funny story, that. Do you recall I was apprenticed under Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa until he died? Johann Weyer was my first human friend? 1535, thereabouts?"

"I wasn't alive at the time, but sure."

Vivienne puffs the bangs out of Ling's face with a huff. "Wise-ass. Well, after Master Agrippa passed, Johann left to study medicine in Paris and I wandered around France, heard about all the chivalric romances going on and thought I'd have a go at it. Suppose I was trying to cope with depression over my teacher's death. Anyway, I commissioned an armorer..."

"I was gonna say, did you just happen to snatch up a suit while some poor sir was taking a bath or something?"

"Give me some credit, dear -- I'm a dragon, not a thief. Besides, stealing from a fellow knight wouldn't be at all chivalrous, would it?"

"So how did you end up with a damsel in distress, anyway?" Ling asks, now trying to picture how Vivienne would look in that armor.

"As it happens, my human shape shared just enough resemblance with one of the ladies of the French nobility. There was some confusion and before I knew it people thought Duchess Je Ne Sais Pas was kidnapped or something, which led to her actually getting kidnapped during all the nonsense and led to me donning the armor and chasing after the criminals to save her."

"And you still didn't get properly knighted?" Ling says.

"I was depressed and going through a rather expensive coping mechanism. Besides, I was a scholar -- and turns out horses can smell dragons and don't like being saddled by them. Now, there was this one time I wound up kidnapping a princess during..."

"You kidnapped a princess?!"

"Again, depressed teen dragon. Now, I want to say it was during the Italian War of 1536, '38...? In any case, I wasn't taking my loss well at all, there was a war going on, everything just built up until some nimrod set fire to my hut and I just..."

Vivienne clenches a fist, the skin around her knuckles hardening into reddish scales. Ling is always so fascinated when her lover's draconic nature begins to peek through the glamor, the mixture of familiarity and extraordinary. Vivienne cranes her head back and puffs out a small stream of fire into the air.

"...I rampaged. I'm not proud of it, no matter how young and dumb I was. Johann would've boxed my ears till they bled, said I was too choleric for my own good. In the moment, it just felt good to cut loose and let my wings stretch for a while. Didn't care where I went. I crawled up a tower, found a woman inside. Her name was Margaret. Next thing the poor girl knew, she was stuck in my old treasure hoard while a dragon bawled her eyes out."

Vivienne's eyes don't indicate if she's still bothered by her youthful mistakes (understandable on account of having literal centuries to get over things like that). She doesn't often go into dragon form to take Ling flying, due to not wanting anything to go wrong and their hectic schedules at Monarch, and now there's a particular itch growing in the back of Ling's mind.

"So, how'd Princess Margaret handle it?" Ling breaks the silence. "Because that must've been quite the whiplash."

Vivienne's mouth breaks into a smile. "She actually cheered me up, said that getting grabbed by a dragon like that was the most fun she'd ever had. It turned into a game. Knights started coming in trying to rescue her only for me to scare them off, which was her idea. Eventually the time came for Margaret to return, so I put on my armor and carried her home. I actually felt better after all that."

"...and?"

"And what?"

"What else did you guys do?" Ling quirks up her eyebrows. "Just the two of you, a dragon and a royal captive, all alone in your lair for an extended period of time..."

"Ling, I wasn't in the best place mentally or emotionally, and she was already engaged to marry. I'm pretty sure half the men who tried saving Margaret were hired by her betrothed. Nothing happened."

Ling blows a raspberry through her lips in disappointment and turns to face the TV. Unexpectedly, she feels claws combing through her hair and Vivienne's breath turns hot.

"What would you expect to happen...?" Vivienne husks, her voice turning low and growling, sending shivers down Ling's spine.

She tries to wave it off as just passing curiosity and is about to turn on the news, when the TV is shut off and the remote tossed across the room. Ling valiantly keeps her eyes averted, knowing what will happen once her gaze locks onto Vivienne's while she's letting her inner monster come out to play... not that her resolve hold on for long once the dragon jackknifes and sits up, leaving Ling curled up in her lap, and a thick tail wraps around her in a makeshift cage.

Ling swallows hard.

The dragon purrs, "Where you thinking I might... eat my pretty captive...?"

Ling's fingers dig into Vivienne shoulders; otherwise she'd be gripping those horns growing out from her dark hair. Grabbing those horns and holding on for dear life has become a regular occurrence now that Vivienne's become comfortable enough to bring out the dragon during intimacy.

Those claws run down the small of Ling's back, teasing at her hip, and slide up her thigh. The vibrations from Vivienne's purrs cause Ling to squirm in her lap and she bites her lip to hold back a needy sound when a long, hot tongue flicks at her throat.

"Answer me, Princess," the dragon growls. "Did you think I'd take you to my hoard... tear these bothersome clothes to shreds..." There's a telltale scrape of claws scratching into the fabric of Ling's pants. "...and feast upon you like ambrosia...?"

Ling whimpers and her eyes lock onto Vivienne's glowing green stare, pupils turned into vertical slits that widen once the scent of her arousal hits the beast's nostrils. That tongue slides out to lick pink her chops.

Now the dragon snarls. "Be a good girl and answer me, and I might do just that."

"Yes," Ling gasps.

#tardisspacemug #dragon au #dr. vivienne graham #ling chen