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@wolfslaw
Shi-Long has moved here.
BASICS; repost don’t reblog
name; shi-long lang.
nickname; shi, lang, wolfy, wolfman, shifu.
age; 27-35 (canon).
species; human.
PERSONAL
morality; chaotic good
religion; unknown; follows the teachings of Lang Zi religiously.
sins; greed | gluttony | sloth | lust | pride | envy | wrath
virtues; chastity | charity | diligence | humility | kindness | patience | justice
known languages; english, mandarin chinese.
secrets; he asks himself every day how he didn’t see through shih-na sooner.
PHYSICAL
build; scrawny | bony | slender | fit | athletic | curvy | herculean | pudgy | average
height; 5′11″
scars/birthmarks. seven scars on his chest and torso in the shape of the constellation orion. one through-and-through bullet scar on his right thigh. some miscellaneous scars dotted about his body.
abilities ⁄ powers. high-level deduction and analysis. considered to be the top agent in Interpol with the highest successful arrest record. specialises in undercover smuggling sting operations.
restrictions. post-ablaze, he is instructed to keep off his feet and later to walk with a cane, but ignores both of these. also stripped of his team and demoted, though he later regains his rank.
FAVORITES
food; salted mandarin fish.
pizza topping; teriyaki chicken.
color. gold.
music genre; rock
movie genre; thriller/drama.
curse word; damn
FUN STUFF
top or bottom. switch.
sings in the shower. occasionally.
likes puns. will laugh.
tagged; @objctive
tagging; @mindlaw, @heartlaw, @herturnabout
sometimes i think about explaining shi-long and ace attorney in general, but then i remember:
shi long was very nearly designed to walk around shirtless, then with only a feather boa, then with some of the horniest clothing on the planet.
the first case he appears in, it’s investigating a kidnapping where the kidnappers dressed up in badger costumes and then committed a murder on the way out.
he canonically howls and growls when his point is disproved or he’s upset.
then in ace attorney in general:
a man cross-examines a parrot about a murder
“Isn’t that right, Mr Sahwit? Or should I say....Mr Did-It!”
there is a monk named Pees’lubn Ahndistandin and a security guard named Paht Rohl
you can only get a certain witness to talk by getting your friend to channel the spirit of her dead sister because she has bigger boobs and the witness is an absolute perv
Now Apocalypse (2019—) Created by Gregg Araki
ink and watercolour sprite redraw of lang because i’ve never drawn him before and i just wanted an excuse to use gold ink tbh (it’s hard to get a decent photo of it but his coat and shirt are sparkly irl)
mindlaw:
She’s completely serious for a moment, holding the paper up to face him. She’d really been sitting on this for a few minutes, he’s so unsuspecting of her, and she’s absolutely going to eviscerate that trust. she pauses for a moment, “ oh. . have you never met him ? “
“ It’s just JOE MAMA – “
The agent’s expression stiffened a moment, then smoothed out, a wide grin breaking free in the next breath. Howling laughter rang true in his breast, brown eyes closed with mirth. While the snarl of the lone wolf prowled in the back of his mind, the first moment of offence that one would speak ill of his mother, truer joy succeeded with the realisation Emily meant no harm. If he knew her at all, she had likely been sitting on the joke for days, waiting for the most opportune time to strike.
A nerd, just as she had claimed, for true.
Shi-Long’s laughter ebbed out, though his grin remained. “Speaking ill of my mother, Agent Prentiss? If she was still here, she’d have you by the ear for that.”
mindlaw:
“ someone named. . ‘ JOE ‘ sent it ? “
There, the agent paused. Brief though their encounters had been, filtered through cases handed from the BAU to Interpol and back again, Shi-Long had made certain to learn all of the BAU’s names. Eyes narrowed in thought, he waited, then hedged: “....Joe who?”
mindlaw:
“ so i just got this fax… and all it has on it is the letter W ? i didn’t even know people could still send faxes… “
“That sounds ominous.”
Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)
fairy-tail-babes:
Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!
So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
@wieldbrave asked : bougainvillaea, cadmium yellow, silk ⇢ colourful headcanons | accepting.
bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?
Shi-Long is absolutely blunt and knows he is. In his line of work, beating around the bush and umming and aah-ing over words only gets people killed and lets true perpetrators get away, but he is even blunter than one might typically expect. His first introduction in the game exposes this with:
Lang: You should've contacted the police from the very beginning.
Edgeworth: I'm sorry that this happened because of a lapse in judgement. However, I humbly request that you please help me out of here posthaste.
Lang: ......Sorry, no can do.
Edgeworth: What!?
Lang: We're hunting the kidnapper now, and I haven't got any hands to spare. As I said, my pack moves as one. You're the one who wanted to go it alone, so good luck to you... Mr. Prosecutor. Oh, and once we do catch the kidnapper, rest assured we'll come find you... eventually.
At this point, Edgeworth is trapped in a locked room with no way out and while Shi-Long doesn’t know the exact specifics of Edgeworth’s situation, he knows that Edgeworth was knocked unconscious and his police escort lost sight of him, but at this point Edgeworth is not a priority. In Shi-Long’s eyes, it’s Edgeworth’s fault he got into that particular mess ( “Lang Zi says: "The pack that runs together, stays together." You catch my drift? You caused quite a ruckus by running blindly into a situation and then getting caught.” ) and it’s not his job to come fix that. At this point, his priority is solving the kidnapping of Lance Amano and any extraneous factor, like rescuing Edgeworth, is going to have to wait until after the case is solved. It is important to note, however, that Shi-Long is aware Edgeworth is a prosecutor and does treat him with additional scorn for this ( “This isn't your neatly trimmed Courtroom of Eden, you know. You're out in the wilderness now, Mr. Prosecutor, and way out of your league. No hard feelings, but why don't you go on back to your courtroom now, pretty boy?” ). His manner of speaking, at least to Edgeworth, is always going to be filtered through his hatred of courts and prosecutors and so will always appear extremely blunt for it, but even when he’s not speaking directly to Edgeworth, there’s a certain decisiveness to the way he speaks that shows he’s not one to unnecessarily mince words or beat about the bush.
Lang: I'll take it from here. Yeah, that guy's really dead. Hey! You waiting for an invitation? Hurry up and detain the suspect, now.
Edgeworth: (Suspect? Who...?)
Lang: Officer Meekins, is it? You're coming with us.
[...]
Lang: Hey, you! Your squad's not even supposed to be in this area, right? What were you doing neglecting your duties and loafing around here?
Meekins: I-I...!
Lang: Don't you dare give me some lame excuse like, "I found myself taking a walk."
Meekins: But sir... I really did take a walk, sir!
Lang: You're a disgrace. How dare you take your pack obligations so lightly?
Shi-Long does not believe in wasting time on anything. Considering his family was disgraced 12 years beforehand and has lost all honour in Zheng Fa, this urgency and belief in not wasting time is directly rooted in his family: the more time he spends successfully policing and solving cases quicker, the more he restores honour to his family name. He’s the agent with the highest successful arrest rate in Interpol, true, but he’s not going to rest on his laurels and bandy about playing nice with indirect words and unnecessary niceties; he’s going to hunt down the truth as fast as he is able and seize it by the throat. The only time he’ll ever be long-winded is if he’s reciting a quote from Lang Zi, but they will always be appropriate to the matter at hand and will never be any longer than necessary. He won’t be blunt with his subordinates or anyone he deems ‘pack’ outside of work, but when working, Shi-Long will be blunt -- respectful, true, but blunt.
cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?
He will not talk about the fall of the House of Lang with anybody he’s not incredibly close to. In-game, Edgeworth asks Shih-na why Shi-Long hates prosecutors so much and while she does tell him briefly, enough to give the player a hint of his backstory, Edgeworth would never have heard it from Shi-Long himself. He is not embarrassed of his family -- he is incredibly family-orientated and incredibly proud to be a son of the Lang family -- but remembering their fall from grace, remembering the SS-5 Incident that not only had his father demoted and replaced as the President’s personal bodyguard, but also removed all esteem from the Lang name across Zheng Fa and ultimately drove his father to an early grave, and revealing all that pain to someone else who doesn’t have his trust, who isn’t considered one of his closest friends, bites at Shi-Long like nothing else. Outside of the people who eventually learn about SS-5 in canon and help to solve it, only Emily (@mindlaw) currently knows about SS-5 and what it means to Shi-Long.
Following the end of Investigations, Shih-na’s betrayal is also something he doesn’t like to discuss with anyone. While she was his responsibility and he stands firmly by his choice to bring her in alive to repent and face true justice, even in the face of him getting shot for it, the idea of people gossiping idly about it without knowing the full gravity of the situation and the knowledge he had a mole in his ranks for years, right under his nose, without noticing is incredibly painful to him. He depended on Shih-na, leant on her as his right hand -- he’s close to his subordinates enough to consider them family ( “Lang Zi says: all men are brothers, and friends become family. Hmph. So you see, my people are my family, and their families are my family too.” ), but Shih-na was his closest friend. She knew him inside and out, knew about the weight of SS-5 on him personally where his subordinates only knew ‘SS-5 involved Shifu’s family’; he told her about his personal struggles, leant on her when he had doubts about ever being good enough to restore his family name, about whether he could do it as the last member of the Lang family, and she betrayed him. She took his trust and spat it back at his feet, and he hates that he couldn’t see it before Turnabout Ablaze.
silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?
Absolutely not. Shi-Long believes it is the heart of the person that counts, not the outward appearance -- a fact that makes Shih-na’s betrayal, where he thought he knew her at least partly as he knew him, even worse. He won’t spend copious amounts of time getting ready in the mornings: his clothes are laid out the night before, close enough he can be dressed in a matter of minutes, and his hair naturally falls in the ‘wolf ears’ people believe are styled. A stranger might believe he is arrogant about his appearance, given the ridiculous fur ruff on his jacket and his overt style of dress, but he couldn’t care less about his outward appearance -- he falls within Interpol dress code, is at least smart, able to give chase easily if a suspect flees, and is certainly comfortable in his clothing. He knows who he is inside and that is the most important thing to him.
The only aspect of himself he will be prideful about are the seven scars on his chest in the shape of the constellation Orion. While they do not map out the full constellation, he is proud of them as marks of survival and would gladly show them off to anyone who so much as asked about his scars (mostly anyone, at least; prosecutors who ask would get only a curt admission he has some). If he was to sustain an injury on his chest that would scar and disrupt the pattern, he would be furious beyond words.
colorful headcanons.
( send me a copic color for a headcanon )
frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?
peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?
lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?
reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?
burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?
champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?
tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?
malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?
olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?
vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?
coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?
bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?
currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?
crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?
raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?
baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?
mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?
aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?
acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?
cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?
honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?
chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?
anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?
new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?
moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?
silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?
sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?
atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?
cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?
black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.
I’m the hardest person to love. I’m combative. And defensive. And insecure. But I’m also fiercely loyal. And if you stay, I will protect you before I ever think to protect myself.
excuse me but every time i see your blog pop up in recommended blogs or mutual's reblogs i read it as "wolfslaw" similar to "coleslaw"
oh no, my forbidden secret…..it is known…..
Slick with the sheen of exertion, Shi-Long pounced. Another fist, thrown with unrelenting speed, deflected again with the push of a palm at his arm; her returning strike shot for his unprotected ribs, forcing the wolf to lunge away, turning on the ball of his foot before she could connect. On and on they had danced, landing lucky strikes where they could, teasing and taunting all the while, ‘til the agent was sure Emily was thankful her team could not attend.
Oh, how it would lessen the fun of so aspersive a secret if their banter was laid out for all to see!
A winded grin pulled at the wolf’s lips, strained and huffed through gleaming teeth, as he pressed the length of his body against her back, head lowered to brush her lips against her neck, hips a ghostly grinding against hers even as he sought to hook his leg about hers.
Well, Lang Zi said nothing about employing underhanded tactics in a friendly brawl to attain shining results.
“Come on!” he boasted, half a teasing murmur at her ear. “I thought you were going to make this a challenge for me.”
Great laughter snarled in the breast of the wolfskin, a great howling joy driving the smile splitting his countenance. Strange though the professor seemed, with a face too stony and heart too silent, words left unsaid on his lips, Shi-Long had easily absorbed his house into his pack, in bond if not in blood. Children were the heart of both pack and Garreg Mach and over this, at least, both the wolf and Byleth had been able to communicate.
“I’m not gonna stop ‘til we’re legends.” The admittance came easily, free in the sense of a set aspiration, a dream rooted in gold as well as stone. Though ‘we’ could easily have referred to both Byleth and himself, it was not for that pair that Shi-Long fought. The dead of the house of Lang, his father driven to an early death, his mother following soon -- it was for family Shi-Long fought, and the lost honour he would return. A thoughtful look came into his eyes, narrowed idly towards the professor. “What do you fight for, really? The Church? Or your kids, tucked underneath your wing?”
@crestburned
“No man is ever truly good.” The thought of such shining purity, of a soul so light naught could stick to its surface, struck at the teeth, aching within them like a food too sweet, a truth too unlikely. No beast who made its nest in a court was truly good, as gold in the heart as they were with their charming, poisoned, smiles; it was no more likely a wolf could learn to dance than a lawyer would be found to have an honest tongue, and for that Shi-Long did not need Lang Zi’s teachings as proof. Debeste had been enough, with his accidental loss of evidence, and the knife in the heart of a dying dynasty.
The wolf’s lip pulled back in half a sneer, half a dismissal to the wave of memory that threatened at his mind. No, no man of the courts could be good. Shi-Long had seen too much of their evil to ever believe that.
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