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benevolenterrancy · 8 months
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magical powers add whole new dimensions to the "annoy your sibling beyond the bounds of sanity" game
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itsredpaint · 2 months
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reconciliation?
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frummpets · 7 months
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GET PUFFY!!!!
outfit by @poorly-drawn-mdzs from this poll
✦ TWITTER VERSION
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travalerray · 3 months
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are you ever haunted by the implications of the torture
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twistedappletree · 6 months
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Lan Sizhui teaching his first guqin class and writing notes about the other juniors’ attentiveness and performance during lessons 📝
Zizhen: Tries to discreetly read… inappropriate romance novels under his desk. When confronted, he stops and swears he’ll pay attention only to go right back to reading. May have to try a more aggressive approach and ask him to read his… ‘literature’ of choice in front of the class.
Jingyi: Usually falls asleep five minutes into the lesson and drools all over his guqin. After waking him up, he pulls a piece of chicken out of his sleeve and eats it in the middle of class. I don’t know where he’s getting so much chicken from and why he’s keeping it in his sleeves but an intervention might be needed.
Young Master Jin: Pays attention but only to the parts that explain how guqin can be used in combat. Has used the strings of his guqin like a bow to shoot various objects at Jingyi’s head. Threatens to break my legs if I give him a bad grade then begs me to tutor him when Sect Leader Jiang threatens to break his legs after finding out about his bad grade.
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recreationalfanfics · 8 months
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All u gotta do to get away from Altaïr is hop into the nearest body of water since he can't swim. Just tread water and watch him pace and freak out from the shore
This made me ugly laugh, omg-
LITERALLY ALTAÏR JUST STANDING ON THE SHORE LIKE A DOG WITH AN ELECTRIC FENCE AROUND HIM. Imagine everytime his darling is mad at him, they just swim out into the water and stuff and he just yells at them before he's all: "WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS."
Or, like, he just has a fucking row boat at the ready and he's all: "You have until the count of three before I row you back to land." and you threaten to capsize the boat in response.
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violetscanfly · 5 months
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tenmastrousers · 2 years
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unearthed-27 · 1 year
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Okay, hear me out, what if WWX could make a weapon out of resentment. IMAGINE it's the siege of the burial mounds, they're fighting, then wei ying just. makes a sword with resentment. then he could learn how to make cooler weapons or like do special moves that couldn't be done with normal weapons. like cool ass bow, or resentment that shoots off a sword when he swings for long distance attacks. they'd never see it coming dude.
some guy: "oo you don't have a sword do ya, prick? fight me without your little puppets! Hahahah"
WWX: *makes sword*
some guy: "Uh oh"
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candidateofloyalty · 1 month
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[image id: heavily edited meme with shen qingqiu on one side and wei wuxian on the other. text in the center reads "mxtx made us in different series because she knew lan zhan couldn't handle me playing resentment of chunshan at him. end id]
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lotuslate · 2 years
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The Yiling Times got a new special edition !
or just me fulfilling my own wishes
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Honestly want to bonk my head when I'm thinking about Wei Wuxian's obliviousness. Like, dude you really thought you've become gay after reincarnating into a body of one?? Bitch no you thought.
He really thinks that AS IF constantly fawning over Mr repressed gay clenches face and throwing flowers at him and constantly yelling out loud that he's the most handsome man he's ever seen isn't fucking gay
And I'm here like, what the fuck
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travalerray · 3 months
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these are the times where I really have to ask what the heck happened. Because this implies that Something Had Happened Prior To This. What happened to Jiang Cheng. Jiang Fengmian never really stops being the clown of the century huh
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twistedappletree · 9 months
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[3 AM]
lan jingyi: why are any of us here, really?
zoo security guard: i’m asking about you, specifically.
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charlieroll · 1 year
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Alright alright so-
I made a design for Shen Yuan from the Beast Cultivation au from @onixdace !! It was so so very awesome and and and just if you see this, read it!!! it's in the tags!!
I thought of keeping the concept of the more animal-like anatomy? but also I'm like.... not good at drawing anatomy in general?? so for the outfit I tried to think of something relatively comfortable and simple, but also keeping a little bit of the beauty that being a Peak LordTM brings, and also keeping the teal green from SJ, but including other shades and colours and yeeeeeea
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bihansthot · 10 months
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I write late at night when I can’t sleep so have a fluffy little drabble. It’s a tiny bit self indulgent as the reader does have anemia like myself but it’s only briefly mentioned and easily overlooked, I made this one gender neutral as it’s fluff. Hopefully you lovelies enjoy it. As always if you do please like, comment and reblog, engagement keeps me motivated.
Author Note: qīn is slang in Mandarin for bae or babe
“Are you warm enough qīn?” Bi-Han’s low voice rumbles against your ear as he drapes a fleecy blanket around your shoulders.
You settling down by the fire after a playful afternoon of making snow angels and having snowball fights with your lover. You try and hold back your shiver at the cryomancer’s close proximity, the steady cold rolling off his body. The crackling fire roaring in the fireplace doing little to mitigate the personal blizzard that was Sub-Zero. “Honestly Polar Bear I’m still pretty cold. You know I love playing out in the snow with you but I’m,” you trail off not wanting to make the conversation awkward.
“Anemic,” Bi-Han answers, “I know, you’re delicate when it comes to the cold. Even though you like it so much.” He laughs softly as he throws another log on the fire giving it a good poke or two before making his way to the wet bar in his large stone walled bedroom. “Coffee or hot chocolate,” he calls to you already knowing your answer as he fills the electric kettle and rummages around the overhead cupboards looking for the hot chocolate mix.
“Hot chocolate please,” you respond rubbing your hands together and scooting every so slightly towards the fire. Your illness made you more susceptible to the cold but that wouldn’t keep you away from the cryomancer, he was worth wearing extra layers for. You sigh contently and pull the blanket tighter around your shoulders as you sink into the comfortable pile of pillows of your little fireside nest. A smile graces your lips as you hear Bi-Han humming to himself in the kitchenette waiting for the kettle to whistle.
Bi-Han gets a mug from the cupboard and fills it with the instant hot chocolate mix and a splash of milk. He grabs another glass and ices it over before filling it with a deep, rich imported whiskey, a rare departure from his go-to baijiu. The hiss of the kettle ceases his humming as he makes a slightly annoyed ‘tch’ at the noisy appliance before yanking it off the trivet to pour the boiling water into your mug. Bi-Han watches the powder dissolve as he stirs the water into the mix before his deep chocolate eyes steal a glance at you. His life has always been one of difficulty and hardship but all of that seemed worth it whenever you were with him to soothe his worries and anger. With you he didn’t have to be Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, he didn’t have to be Sub-Zero, he could just be Bi-Han.
His heavy footfalls echo in the vast chamber of the Grandmaster’s quarters as he makes his way back to you with both drinks in hand. “Here ya go qīn,” he mumbles as he hands you your hot chocolate, the drink slightly cooled from the cryomancer’s icy hands.
“Mmm thank you Polar Bear,” you smile and take a small sip as Bi-Han settles in next to you. “You don’t have to sit next to the fire, I know it makes you feel uncomfortable.”
“I want to be close to you, I won’t melt. You can’t fight a blizzard,” he rumbles and drops a kiss on top of your head before taking a drink of his icy whisky.
You make a face of doubt at his comment before rolling your eyes at his charming arrogance. “Spring can,” you quip at him before taking another sip of the warming, sweet beverage.
“Fuck Spring,” he huffs indignantly before draining his drink in one go.
You can’t help but burst into laughter at Bi-Han’s petulant response. You snuggle against his cold, well muscled chest feeling the slow, steady thump of the cryomancer’s heart as his strong arm wraps around your shoulders.
Bi-Han pulls you in for a chaste kiss, “sweet,” he mutters and licks his lips. His eyes flutter closed for a moment before lightening to an ethereal, icy blue. The cryomancer grasps your chin, tilting your head before pressing his cold lips to your warm ones.
It’s not long before you feel his icy tongue prying your mouth open as the slick organ wriggles into your hot cavern. A pleasured shiver runs through your body as you slowly untangle yourself from the blanket to free your hands. You make quick work of the elastic holding the cryomancer’s hair back as your fingers glide through his silken locks. You moan as your tongue tangles with Bi-Han’s, tasting the rich warm notes of vanilla and smoke still lingering on the cryomancer’s tongue.
He strokes your rosy cheek lovingly before slowly disengaging, “warm yourself first qīn, I don’t need you getting hypothermia.”
“Maybe I want hypothermia,” you sulk as you nurse your rapidly cooling not so hot chocolate.
Bi-Han barks out a laugh before he gets up to fix himself another drink, “patience qīn, patience.”
You sigh and pull the blanket back up, a mixture of frustration and adoration bubbling up inside you as you wait by the fire for Winter to join Spring.
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