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[lovestruckimagines]

If you ain't too busy... could I possibly get headcanons for Jade with a tsundere s/o? For... reasons. tyty

a/n; YES.... yes u may >:3c

— tsundere time!

oya oya? what’s this... you’re a tsundere? how amusing. jade can’t help but smile at the way that you act towards him.

this kind of behavior may be off-putting to anyone else, but alas, he is somewhat of a sweetheart. “putting up with you” is what others would say, but he corrects them with a statement that he’s simply in love with you, no matter how you act.

he gently teases you, as he enjoys your reactions. he won’t push you out of your comfort zone (maybe only once in a while), but he takes some kind of pride at seeing you clutch onto his arm as you mumble insults at him.

if you’re the type to do so, he’ll take your hits with a straight face, complimenting you on your technique. he’ll stop you if you’re actually hurting him, but other than that, he’ll be amused.

if you’re ever unsure of his love for you, he’ll make sure to remind you that he loves you, and he knows you do too, no matter how much you’ll deny it with a blushing face.

[courtneystapleton]

What does the updated costume look like? I don't think I've seen it

the updated costume is the one courtney monsma (australia), sam pauly (broadway), and sophie issacs (west end) have! 

here is courtney in it:

it’s visually very similar, the same silhouette and fit. the main difference is the skirt has the alternating patterns (clear + the pink window-print) and looks to have more structure. i love both costumes so much, but the new one has grown on me to the point where i prefer it!

the old one for comparison:

the skirt is longer and looks to have less shape, while at the same time “showing more” because it’s completely clear. i also love the window-pattern/checked/studded pattern on the new one over the plain holographic fabric- the new one captures my eye more!

overall they’re both very similar, i just prefer the updated one!

[charliedoyleloves]

You caught me doing something dangerous and flipped out w viktor? :>

“You Caught Me Doing Something Dangerous and Flipped Out” – Three Armed Metal Husband ft an engagement???? Maybe not exactly the trope, but still. I know you live for this content Maddie, do not lie to me.

@shvnpo

Also going to tag @sacredempressnatlyia because this seems like the type of thing you would like. If you don’t want to be tagged again, let me know!

He was stalking around the room again, his leg brace clacking against the floor with every odd step. Step, clack, step, clack, step.

The clack didn’t come, and they realized he knew they were awake.

“Charlize-“ his voice was a low growl, one that they were rarely on the receiving end of, “what were you thinking? The Enforcer? The Grey Lady?”

There were many things that Viktor was not. And subtle or patient was rarely one of them. He was a man of engineering, and engineering had things to do. Even his feelings were frantic and oh so loud. A fast paced song that they could never get him to dance with them to.

Charlie sat up, legs flexing where they couldn’t move any longer. They stared at Viktor, maskless and frazzled, so they did not need to stare down. It was obvious what was happening with them. Their job had them support their own weight, move it around and manipulate it.

Charlie knew that they were lighter now.

“You needed someone to go. The auction had Blitz’s tech, I needed to get it back for you.” Their arms supported them as they got into a straight sit. Legs aching. “How were any of us to know it was a set up for Ferros to go after someone? Lets face it, shady blackmarket deals is kind-of what I do for you.”

“No!” His arms flew wide, third arm pulling at his hair slightly. A habit to calm himself. “You’re a fucking acrobat Charlie! That is your job, one that I know you love! I don’t need you to be doing any of this!”

They threw up their hands, a sign that he would know was them condescending. With him trying to remove his emotions, how could they explain that they had to go after his technology because it would make him feel better. That their decision was purely emotional.

He took a deep breath, one they could almost feel in his song, and dragged his hands down his face.

“You are an important person. To the Cirque, to the Evolution.”

They bit their tongue, stopping themselves from making an inappropriately snarky comment. One to hide the hurt of him not mentioning himself. Once upon a time, he would have brought up that they were important to him.

But that was just being selfish. Viktor had his hands, all three, full with the prosthetics and surgeries he was doing. Important work.

“Just say it Vik. It was stupid and reckless.” They shrugged, listening to the frantic thrum of him. Hoping it would calm it down. “Not your fault, but mine.”

Just facts. The highest proof of something. Facts over feelings, right?

But he didn’t speak again for a while. Time that they used to finally face their own facts. Looking down, they traced the outline of their legs under the sheets. From their hips, to thigh, then cut off. The blade of the Grey Lady, the Steel Shadow of Piltover, cut clean through above their knee.

As they tried to flex the muscles, it didn’t work properly. The ends of them not anchored right. The end of their acrobatic career. But they pioneered a new type of magic with their studies before their performances. One that they could devote their time to now, right?

The tears darkened the sheet, hot and streaming steadily. Breath caught in their chest, a fault of emotion not physiology.

Step, clank, step, clank, step.

Viktor left the room, leaving them alone. Would the Cirque really care for them, now that they could not perform for them? Their parents didn’t care, their debt to the family paid off. Viktor suppressing any care in him. With his song gone, they were acutely aware of how alone they were.

Their own feelings, a song they thought they were deafened to, bounced off the walls of the empty room. Empty beds and empty chairs around them, just as their parents had warned. They could not leave the room, basically becoming a cell all their own. Just like would have waited for them had they stayed in Demacia.

Was their fate ultimately to always end up trapped?

Their breath quickened, and their legs twitched and magic buzzed beneath their skin. It did not come, instead the magic uselessly flowing to their legs and not returning. Trying to heal something that it was never meant too.

The metal walls only caused it to bounce back to them. An echo chamber for their unheard songs. Dragging them into their unfortunate thought spiral. Getting louder and louder in their magic which deafened them to everything.

When a hand rested upon their shoulder, it all stopped.

“Charlie, I’m going to remove the sheet.”

Viktor’s voice was far softer now, his song still frantic but not unusually so. The tempo off and instruments of his emotions not in sync. He must have used some of his chems to force himself to be calm.

They moved their hands so he could, turning their head to hide their distaste. The cut of their legs was clean, not shocking from a professional. If one of the Glorious Evolution was not there to cauterize the wounds, they would have died of bloodloss quite quickly. The young man’s chem induced calm likely being the only thing that saved their life.

But perhaps it would have been better if there were no such chems.

Charlie’s leg jumped at the feeling of cold metal, not at all the overly warm metal of Viktors augments. They swore, turning back to him before stopping.

Beside their leg was an intricately made full leg. Copper swirled in filigree above matte red and blues. The metalwork being among the finest he had made. Large enough to fit over their thigh. Long enough that it would have covered their entire leg. The feet being just their size.

“I can create the inner workings of a prosthetic for you, but…” His taking the calming chems made more sense as they looked over the fine craftsmenship. “Is this the shell of them you would want? Something plainer can be created, if it’s too much.”

An engagement gift. It wasn’t among the finest metalwork Viktor had made, but would have been the finest to date.

They looked to him, their eyes wide. Brown meeting his own dark blue. Exhausted rings around his, a stubble that would have taken him too many days without shaving to achieve. Third hand resting upon their shoulder and rubbing small circles.

On his knees beside their bed.

“You made me leg braces?”

Like the one he wore, but so much more. Just, more. Something they could wear in their performances. The points where they were most themselves, they would wear his finest work.

“A pair, yes.” One of his hands shook the spare one. Looking away to focus on his creation. “You hold onto Demacian Aesthetic Principles, and symmetry is a good thing, yes? And I was testing out some engineering that could give you options should your gravitational magic is not enough. I tested the heels, but they should be able to dampen the shock of large falls. Possibly even reducing them into their entirety because of the hydraulics-“

Charlie leaned forward and put a hand on his cheek. The frantic pace of his song increasing as everything was beginning to sound in tune. Accidentally wearing the chems away with the sheer frantic nature of the moment. A spiral downwards into emotion.

“Viktor, I would love for those to be the shells.” Their thumb rubbed against him, and they watched his eyes flit back and forth as he thought. “I just want to be sure what all you are asking me; will you marry me?”

They heard a group of wind instruments pause, a group of the assistants, nurses, and helpers of his Glorious Evolution listening in. With the augments he gave them, no doubt.

But his slight laughter against their hand pulled their thoughts from that. His eyes darting back to theirs as he leaned into their hand.

“How is it even when I’m on my knee, you propose?” All three of his hands rested on them. One a cheek, one at their waist, the third kept to their shoulder. A tired smile and the craftsmanship telling them how long he had thought of this. “But I need to be certain that you are not accepting because of a fear-“

“In my trunk with the Cirque, there is a cloak that is enchanted and made with the finest materials that I could get my hands on.” It was a task to keep their focus on his eyes, to not draw themselves inward. To not revert back to the childhood habit of taking up as little space as possible. “I ask you as someone who has spent the last five years loving you.”

They could not force a smile upon their face. Not because it wasn’t a happy moment, but because they needed him to know that this was serious to them. That they meant the words they said. That they spent nearly five hundred hours embroidering and enchanting the gift they were too scared to give him.

“My Gravity,” they flushed as the new nickname, knowing how important he thought such things; the heat of both his hands upon their cheeks; the intensity of his stare, “I will spend the rest of my days returning to you, for as long as you would have me.”

They laughed a bit, leaning into him as their hands went to hide their face. Ears reddening and curling into themselves. New leg to be accidentally falling to the ground.

“You could have just said yes.”

Their own song was humming in their ears, heartbeat acting as the drumline. His laughter adding more to the music.

His hands shifted, letting him shift them further onto the bed, and he climbed up. Not nearly as armored as usual, the thin fabric of his shirt warming them up. Literally being soft around them. They hid further into their hands.

Pillows were shuffled, him trying to find a comfortable way to lay down in the bed that was too small for him. Legs bent where theirs was propped against him. Not saying a thing about how he curled around them as if to protect them.

Charlie did elbow him about it.

“So,” he whispered into their hair, “do you think I will have to tell my mother about this? Or will the others whom were totally working and not listening in will?”

They laughed into their hands and his chest.

“Would you risk her not hearing it from you the first moment you see her next?” Hands were moved, trying to figure out the new comfortable. Still tucked under his chin. “If the first thing you say to her is not ‘I got engaged’ or ‘They Said Yes’, she will hold it over you for the rest of your life. Frankly, you should call her now.”

“Maybe.” It was a hum against their head. “You need rest though. I noticed that your mana has been draining and it has been impacting your vitals for days. Sleep, more sugars to keep yourself balanced, and low activity until I can at least make a temporary prosthetic to stop the magic from draining.”

“Can I ask one thing?”

Another hum.

“Can you kiss me?” They could feel and hear the curious and amused look on his face. Whether it was their magic or just seven years of knowing him was not as important. “We did just get engaged, I did just wake up from a major injury, and it has been over a week since the last time.”

One of his hands tilted their chin uncomfortably high as he stooped at an equally uncomfortable level on the bed. But it was still a kiss that they loved dearly.

[kiddphel]

🔍 and lilia

With Lilia and me... It’s an interesting case of “we’re so different, but at the same time so similar”. Lilia can use magic, but I can’t. Lilia is an ancient being who’s seen many years, and I’m just a mortal who’s barely seen anything. On the inside though, we’re more similar. We laugh together about how we’re older, but we have the youngest looking faces. We’re both strong, but have such small bodies. The two of us can act silly and immature, pulling pranks and telling bad jokes, but we both can be smart and thoughtful.

I think that’s what drew us to each other, despite our differences we have some great similarities. We understand each other. We don’t understand each other 100%, but from our differences we can teach each other and grow from the other’s experiences.

Something I love about Lilia is how unafraid he is. He’s fearless. He has no problems expressing himself, no matter how serious his feelings. Maybe it comes with his age. Lilia isn’t afraid anymore because he’s been around so long. So with me, someone who’s skittish about every small thing, he can take my hand and lead me forward. I don’t have to be afraid because Lilia is here.

[ashendalia]

🌻and that dynasty warriors mans you love?

Guan Ping....I'm sorry I haven't talked about you in forever, but I still love you so much......

ANYWAYS

So! I've actually had a fankid for Mei Lin and Guan Ping for quite a while! Her name is Guan Chunhua and she's their only daughter because Guan Ping died before they could have anymore.

I'll do a modern AU version for how she would look because it's a happy AU where no one dies and because I don't have any shots of how she looks in Empires atm.

So, Chunhua actually looks quite a lot like her father physically! She's got her mother's lighter brown eyes though haha

She's very respectful to her elders and is kind and polite to everyone she meets. She's also very bright and social, resulting in her being quite popular with others her age.

She holds her family in the highest regard and will vehemently defend them if someone says anything badly about them.

She's a very sweet and somewhat naive young lady overall.

[leasboyfriend]

👀

youngest sibling bought me this skin and my life has not known peace since that moment. i am incapable of looking directly at her during champ select. i gotta peek like im looking at the sun. the vest, the rolled up sleeves, the look on her face, theyre all one hit KOs

[paladinwife]

🔍and edelgard!

@fireemlmblem also asked for El!

So part of El’s arc is she keeps trying to do things alone but is stronger when she lets people in? Mira is her biggest example of this. While it’s important that Mira fights alongside her, it’s even more important that she gives Edelgard moral support and helps keep her strong. So opening up to her is a very important step!

There’s also their similarities trumping their differences. While they may seem different at first, ultimately it’s the many parallels between them that draw them close. This goes along with the flower imagery - both are represented by different kinds of red flower, reflecting the similarities over differences.

There’s also Edelgard’s role in Mira’s arc - she goes from beaten down and avoidant of romantic advances, to receptive of her mysterious letters, to happy and comfortable due to Edelgard. And there’s a lot of contrast between how Edelgard handled it and the relationship they have and the people approaching her before.

Honestly these are just. Random thoughts. But tl;dr two halves of the same whole.

[lovestrucklosers-archive]

🔍 + Riddle? :3c

WHEHEHUEHJGHGJDGJHGD OK OK i just had 2 jump around my room n calm down. my ankle hurtz now but it was WORTH IT. (@eurekasdiary)

anywayz!!!!!!!!! 1)this is under the cut bc im afraid it might get a lil bit long :> and 2) i will do me vs riddle instead of rosemary vs riddle bc..... yea.... and 3) idk wht i was doing. i just realized this would b a lot difficult than i thot... this is mainly gushing abt riddle and i’s dynamic.... .__.

it’s a known fact that riddle is strict and very much a stickler for rules, and while i follow most rules, i think that if me n riddle met irl, we’d butt headz almost immediately tbh.. being strict over useless little rulez like he is makez me mad, and the fact that he punishez ppl who break them will definitely get on my nervez.. and also, i wouldn’t take kindly 4 him berating my friendz n stuff..

after the overblot battle tho, i think that i’d understand where hez coming from bc like... me ��� him -> having overbearing m*therz,, and so i’d b a little more lenient on him, but i think we’d still butt headz lmao

but!! itz kinda funny bc i was instantly drawn 2 him bc of his red hair bc... like... my fave color is red... and itz also the color of ANGR

anywayz! back 2 our personalitiez clashing.. i think that, when we get closer and chill out w/ eachother, riddle would see behind my mask of “happy-go-lucky person who has no negative emotions” and would confront me 1 day and b like “hey..... ok ill stop bs’ing why cant u b emotional around us” and. uh oh everything comez out ! achievement get: bond deepened...

but... i think that when we start dating, it’d still be kinda hard 4 me 2 like.. open up and same 4 him... we’d both refuse 2 b vulnerable around eachothre and it’d put a real strain on our relationship bc i’d lock myself away in the ramshackle dorm and refuse to b vulernable even tho im having a panic attack so!! he has 2 bust in and b like. hey wtf

after that i think is when itz a turning point and we get more comfortable w/ eachother... 

anywayz! tl;dr: our parentz r kinda. fucked and fucked us up as well but. we’ll learn 2 love eachother either way.

[selfship-art-fight]

Can fics count as stuff eligible for point gaining in the art fight?

Absolutely! I can’t remember if I put that in the doc/about, but fics are more than welcome!

[swordwife]

🌻and the sewer rat who breaks chandeliers over your head for fun asmr

😔

sweetie i’ve known you for five minutes but if anything happened to you i’d kill everyone in this room and then myself 

my head is drawing a blank on ideas unfortunately... but I might get around to figuring things out soon... 

[092219archive]

green tea!

tysm maddie!! i did answer green tea in another ask :)

edit:

Green Tea: What do you look for in an f/o?

i’ll work with weno... guh

if i’m gonna be honest, i wasn’t looking for much,,, he just kind of? captured my interest after his first appearance, and the whole vacation in wutai prooobably didn’t help my case at all 💦 i am WEAK good lord

[dazaaaai]

SAA happy positivity day i cant believe weve been friends for almost three years coming up this april what the hell???? i really appreciate u and the specific kind of energy that you have that i cannot pin down. the yankee candle energy. thanks for sticking with me thru the good times, the bad times, and the ugly times, ur dummy lit and dummy cool (eyes open crying laughing face here)

but not dummy thicc 😂 JK BFSLKJG omg happy positivity day !!! Sometimes I’m worry I’m losing the Closeness and Fondness my, close and fond friends,, had for me, but then you always come in clutch with these nice asks every p-day and I just 😭😭😭 I am the yankee candle !!! I’ll always be here for you through thick and thin and -thorne

[sshoujo-ais]

🍉if y'ain't swamped and/or busy

pROBABLY followed u on here bc we were already mutuals on twitter for a good fuckin while & if i had to guess then on twitter i followed u bc of the “ooh a selfshipper” thing. 

look ok heres the thing. i still have no fucking clue who jiro is but i stan him bc of u. ur love for this man is infectious enough that i genuinely dont know who he is but i just appreciate im. thats the effect u have on ppl & thats what i love about u. ur just infectious in a good way i guess.

[charliedoyleloves]

"Viktor, I suppose it is quite the pleasant surprise to see you here. You're getting married to Charlie, right? If so, I wish you two many years of happiness. How do you think your life will change after your marriage?" - Mahra (yumejayceshi)

I doubt that you will find much difference between our married and our unmarried life, just as there was little change between our dating and not dating lives. We are not particularly big on gestures of love as much as time spent together, but we both have our own jobs and things that we need to do.

Though, I will admit that I was ecstatic that they accepted my marriage proposal. Perhaps I will be able to find a picture with the pair of us in our engagement gifts.

[kiddphel]

📔💕 and the head of the rats

Here’s how an average interaction between Fyodor and Camus goes

“Camus, come here,” Fyodor spoke softly. He leaned back in his chair, knowing the other man heard him.

Camus joined him only a few moments later. The assassin stood in the doorway with his hands neatly behind his back.

“Boss, what is it?”

“Hm? I don’t see anyone else in the room besides the two of us, so maybe I misheard you...” Fyodor’s tone was playful, taunting. Camus just sighed and relaxed his posture.

“What is it, Fyodor?” his voice was dry.

Fyodor just spun around and smiled. The Russian held a hand out to the American in front of him.

“Why do you still so stubbornly refuse to call me by my name when we’re alone unless I tell you to?”

Camus walked forward and placed his hand on top of Fyodor’s.

“Because you are my boss.”

“And,” Fyodor pulled Camus forward until the two were sitting in the chair together, “I am also your lover. Even if others are around, I’ve told you that you do not have to be formal for their sake.”

Camus huffed as Fyodor wrapped his arms around him.

“I’m surprised you’re taking a break. Usually you forget and end up overworking yourself.”

“Well, that’s because a certain someone,” Fyodor placed his chin on Camus’s shoulder, “hasn’t come to visit me in a few hours and I was starting to miss him.”

[ashendalia]

You and Michiru are really goddamn cute and I'm not just saying this because I introduced u to him.

Maddie I really am so glad I asked you for an idol boy recommendation in the server when you offered. I've never fallen so hard and fast for a character like I have Michiru and it's honestly made me so much happier over these past few months.

Thank you for showing me the ramen man ;v ;