#ming xiao

[syyykes]

god please bring her back to me (ming xiao vtm bloodlines)

[gamer-in-training]

Sometimes the love of your life (Ming Xiao) turns into a 20 or whatever ft tall tentacle monster that multiples and none of the clones still want to be with you either :(

[syyykes]

i think its very fun ming xiao is a rather green coded character and has loads of it in her design alongside golds. they could have been lazier with it and give her a red and gold colour scheme but they didn’t. i think it ties in well with her being a kuei jin and their proximity with nature and stuff

[batsu4eva]

VTMB and it’s the exact same but every time you get to the fight with Ming Xiao you must say “I’m sorry queen” over and over again or it’s an automatic lose

[lyalagushkina]

🤲

[pulchrasanguine]

Hearts in Check | Ming Xiao/Sebastian Lacroix (request by @kavalyera 🖤)

First one of my completed requests! Gonna be doing more soon :P

Word Count: 645

“You’ll never win” he rested his chin on his hand as his blue eyes shot through those that watched him with as much hatred as she could surmount. 

“That’s a foolish statement to say to an opponent. Do you kindred believe that is a valid strategy? Making simple claims and hoping that your words evoke hostility enough to disrupt my intelligence?”  Ming Xiao glared at him as his face curled into a smile. 

“I do love how you talk about my actions. Implying machinations that I would never dare… you should know me better by now,” Lacroix laughed as he moved back in his chair, swirling blood in a wine glass. His mind swirling with the thought of her. The power she exuded merely by the way she sat, the simple flicking of her wrist showing the authority she commanded, her dress so perfectly hiding the treasure kept away from his fangs. 

She moved her piece forward and tossed her hair in a single motion. Everything was calculated. Everything was perfect. She shifted in her chair, and her body seemed to drip with anticipation down from her chin, slinking down the lines of her neck and sneaking even deeper. Lacroix licked his lips, stifling the hunger. The gripping hunger that made him ache for control. To chain her, to keep her for his own, would be like nothing else. “Your move,” She uttered from her tender lips, keeping her eyes ever burning. Ming Xiao wouldn’t be kept by such a pathetic little man, but to see him struggle on the board and beneath her gaze was a sight to enjoy nonetheless. 

“Ah, so it is,” He coughed, curtly sinking his fangs back into the game. He set down the wine glass and pushed forward one of his rooks, overpowering her defenses as he crawled toward her. Stalking his prey and making his intentions known with no room for doubt. She scowled as she studied his movement on the board, his eyes expectant with a light of challenge. Ming Xiao let out a laugh as she leaned into her palm. Her attempts to cease the laughing were in vain as the dead Prince tried to push away the feelings from taking over his cheeks. “Is something particularly amusing?” He growled at her through his fangs. 

“No, no. This is just what I expected from a man like you. These games really do amuse one, don’t they? Showing what we are without any… barrier.” Ming Xiao continued through her laughter. She looked down at him, her eyes softening ever so slightly, “It’s almost intimate, really”. 

He furrowed his brow as he turned away from her. “I can be no man but the one that I am. You read into these things far more than any rational mind would.” The Prince scoffed. 

With a cracking sound, like lightning through a field, she grasped his neck. Her body pressed tight against his, her lips an inch away from his as her eyes burned even deeper into his. He grimaced at her as she tilted his jaw. For only their ears, she whispered, “Rational? That’s what you think you are?”. 

“I am”

She dragged her nails across the gentle flesh as she pulled closer, tempting him with a kiss of ruin. His eyes glowed a more vibrant electric blue as he shifted away from her. She heaved a breath, letting it gently ruminate on his lips. A promise of her touch. Of what she could give him if he would only be a good little pet. 

He grasped her waist, daring her to rise against the Prince. If she wanted damnation, if she wanted ruin, it would be his victory, not hers. She rocked her hips, and Lacroix glared deeper before he bit into her lower lip, seizing her kiss as a prize. 

Checkmate. 

[marinepsycho0415]

Laughing in Hong Konger because I can understand every shitty Cantonese lines and Chinese words they put in Bloodlines Chinatown. Make me wonder does Mingxiao knows any Cantonese and which dynastry was she born in, not that I think the developer ever thought of this part of her character. From what I've researched back in the days Chinatown in LA and NY were ruled by HK triad (not anymore though, their time had passed and nowadays only few from mainland are still active in Chinatown ) so yea woohooo representative a win is a WINNN🔥🔥 as long as we ignore 明曉's hairstyle and dress. They are not a win. The four chopsticks on her hair are laughing at me everytime I see her character model, as if one pair isn't bad enough they have to add an extra pair of them. I love you 曉明 my queen but they did you so dirty your outfit is atrocious absolutely ridiculous please pls pls change into something better like perhaps ask the fledgling or lacroix to buy you some new clothes and accessories next time they come over

[syyykes]

The fic idea is brewing