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@matriarchofwar
MATRIARCHOFWAR β an independent, selective, personal interpretation of ambessa medarda from the animated series arcane. headcanon influenced. mused by carcass (it/its, 22) β other blog: @falsemirage
writings verses (spoilers) headcanons
disclaimer/plotting/rules
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* I WAS FORGED IN THE FIRE'S OF A HELL FAR WORSE THAN HERE. but you demons may call me MAGIK!
&. I'M AN EXCELLENT SHOT.
&. NO GODS β NO MASTERS!
my brain is melting
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LAP PROMPTS β [ STUMBLE ] : @gntlets
ambessa, over her brief period of observation, found her interest piqued by violet. a strong little wolf, no doubt. fearless and headstrong in her approach to everything, even the matriarch of war herself. it brought her some measure of ire swirling within her intrigue: those who were not afraid of her might foolishly believe themselves harbouring a strength mighty enough to challenge her. something that, over her brutal and merciless years, had been proven time and time again to be a futile endeavour.
the unwarranted body that lands in her lap fails to startle her β the sudden weight comparable to that of a lamb β but instead elicits a smirk that curls at the corners of scarred lips, amused and goading. violet had been ranting, pacing back and forth before ambessa's slouched position, about something so inconsequential she had opted to merely tune out. the gilded chalice of wine held between a sizeable hand, brimming with ruby red wine, fails to even teeter with the disruption.
one arm, possessing her drink, is draped over the back of the plush lounge she'd long since claimed as her own during her unprecedented residency. the other is at her side, palm resting atop an impressively thick thigh. it seemed that, when another bout of drivel began to pour from the others mouth, she'd spun too quickly on her heel; the rug slipping with the swift turn.
with the new addition to her lap, ambessa's languorous form does not shift β all but the hand that had previously been residing in violet's current position remains as was. unabashed in her every move, as she always was, an empty hand settles across her hip. if there was one thing about the warlord, it was that she took great pleasure in pushing. poking and prodding to better decipher those around her.
despite barbarous nature and exceptional strength, the touch was uncharacteristically tender β deceptively so. " well well . . . what a pleasant surprise. " despite red leather slumped back against her chest, it isn't difficult to hear ambessa's smirk, unmistakably predacious: wolfish.
When you're running a military exercise, but gremlins keep swiping the army tokens!
SITTING IN SOMEONE'S LAP PROMPTS.
listen. i want to tell ye that i have infinite reasons for making this. that i've been designing this for weeks, months even. but i can't. this happened because i saw one (1) meme and aligned that with two (2) cups of coffee. either way besties, you're all getting a strangely detailed list of reasons to drop your muse into another muse's lap. you wanna switch the roles? add a [ REVERSE ] if you want your muse to be the lap that's being sat in! don't add to this list, don't claim it as your own, i'll curse all your potatoes to be soapy and sad to consume.
[ SHAVE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can carefully shave the last of the receiver's stubble from their face.
[ MAKE-UP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to get a better vantage point to apply makeup to their face.
[ SNIP-SNIP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap whilst giving them a haircut.
[ HAIR ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so that the receiver can style or just play with their hair in peace.
[ CAR ]: sender ends up sitting in the receiver's lap whilst in a very crowded car together.
[ STUMBLE ]: sender loses their balance and trips backwards, falling into the receiver's lap in the process.
[ INTIMIDATION ]: sender, in an effort to frighten the receiver by invading their personal space, sits in their lap to try and inspire discomfort or fear in them.
[ LOOK ]: sender, wanting to see something that can only really be seen from where the receiver is sitting, sits in their lap in order to see it as well.
[ HEAL ]: sender ends up in the receiver's lap trying to tend to their wounds to the best of their abilities.
[ FEAR ]: a frightened sender sits in the receiver's lap in an effort to feel some measure of safety and protection.
[ COMFORT ]: sender, after a challenging and emotionally draining experience, settles into the receiver's lap in search of a feeling of comfort.
[ ADJUST ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to fix their collar or tie or other item of clothing.
[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap with one leg on either side of their legs, straddling them effectively.
[ EMBRACE ]: sender settles in the receiver's lap to give them a long, well-deserved hug in comfort.
[ CARRY ]: sender, having been carried by the receiver for other reasons, winds up sitting in their lap once they sit down.
[ THROW ]: sender flings themselves at the receiver, so eager for a hug that they end up in their lap.
[ DROP ]: exasperated (or maybe just exhausted) the sender drops down into the receiver's lap to rest.
[ CUDDLE ]: eager for some well-earned cuddling, the sender finds it much easier for everyone involved to sit in the receiver's lap during the cuddle session.
[ MOVIE ]: while watching a movie together (and possibly being so distracted by the film that they don't realize what they're doing) the sender settles back into the receiver's lap.
[ CHAIR ]: the distinct lack of available chairs in a room results in the sender having no choice but to sit in the receiver's lap.
[ CLOSENESS ]: after having been apart for a considerable length of time, the sender sits into the receiver's lap just to be close to them.
[ PRETEND ]: in a bid to persuade others that they're in a relationship (even though they're probably not) the sender climbs into the receiver's lap to convince the on-lookers of their legitimacy.
[ LEARN ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can teach them a particular practical skill (e.g. pottery, knot-tying etc.)
[ ACCIDENT ]: the sender, unaware that the seat they're trying to claim is occupied, drops into the receiver's lap without realizing it.
[ EXHAUSTION ]: the sender, surrounded by nothing but uncomfortable places to rest in, finds a solution by sitting in the receiver's lap in order to rest and possibly sleep.
[ CHILLED ]: the sender and receiver find themselves in a particularly cold room, leading the sender to sit in the receiver's lap in order to share body heat.
[ KISS ]: the sender lowers themselves into the receiver's lap in order to kiss them properly.
[ FLIRT ]: the sender, only just beginning to explore the romantic side of a relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap in order to express their feelings clearly.
[ ROMANCE ]: the sender, in a well-established romantic relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap just because they can.
[ THRONE ]: having found the receiver sitting in their throne, the sender sits in their lap in order to symbolically and physically share the seat.
β±Λｑβ βͺ ππππππ πππππππ . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )
don't say a word .
don't leave me here .
meet me at our spot tonight .
follow me and stay close .
don't beg , it's pathetic .
can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?
stop lying to me . tell me what you did .
put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .
get out of my sight .
stop pretending you know what's going on .
find a first-aid kit . quickly !
don't get yourself killed .
leave them to me , just go .
just admit that you love me .
just admit that you hate me .
come here , let me look at you .
( name ) , don't make me do this .
drop your ( weapon ) .
stay here and wait for my signal .
don't just sit there , move .
take this and run , don't let anyone have it .
pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .
don't look , you'll give us away .
don't say another word .
stop pretending like you care .
go make sure the coast is clear .
take this with you . it's a good luck charm .
don't tell anyone about this .
if anybody asks about today , lie .
stop looking at me like that .
tell me you love me .
just kiss me , already .
keep your eyes on the road .
stop crying and calm down .
come with me . there's so much we could do .
wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .
show me how you like to be touched .
hold my hand .
kiss me , make it look real .
look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?
will you marry me ?
just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?
take a deep breath , you need to calm down .
get out of here , ( name ) !
draw your weapon .
go rest . i'm not asking .
take a step back .
give me a straight answer .
be polite to our guests .
look me in the eye and say that again .
put your feelings aside for a moment .
keep close to me .
here , let me see that .
look up at the sky .
get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .
stand up , this isn't over yet .
close your eyes and count to ten .
smile for the camera !
keep your head down .
( name ) , let me past .
listen carefully to what i'm about to say .
don't just stare , come in .
stop laughing , this isn't funny .
take this and hide it .
don't make a sound .
put your hands up .
quit causing problems everywhere you go .
just admit that you don't know what you're doing .
stop right there , i mean it .
don't say that name aloud .
just trust me , okay ?
stop acting so childish .
call the police . now .
tell me you love me , even if it's not real .
take a good hard look .
stop the car , ( name ) .
don't make eye contact .
stay out of trouble .
just do it already , we've waited long enough .
hold me tight , and never let me go .
finish what you started .
tell me what you know .
just stay away from me .
turn around . slowly .
don't be scared .
put it down before somebody gets hurt .
stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .
grab me my ( item ) , will you ?
don't make assumptions .
put this over it to stop the bleeding .
get to safety !
wipe that look off your face .
secure the area .
keep an eye on them .
look at yourself in the mirror .
run . run and don't stop .
eat . you haven't touched your food in days .
i need to edit everything on this acc too
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i am soooo sorry yall i constantly want to write for ambessa but every time i try my brain turns to static BUT i'm gna find a few rp memes n see if it'll gimme a boost </3
&. almighty dreadful little might.
THE CHEMBARONESS β MADAM MARGOT!
β youβre sick. donβt you have any regret? any remorse? β β @vielets
remorse . . .
it's something the warlord isn't sure she's ever felt. not as a child, not as an adult. no matter how many β young or old β pleaded and weeped at her tip of her glinting silver blade, poised to their throats and ready to strike, there was not an ounce of anything other than power thrumming through her veins. sparking her every nerve alight with a feeling she could only liken to addiction.
the cities burned to ashes and reduced to nothing but rubble in their refusal to bow to noxus and its rule were no different. it was a game to her β a challenge. conquer and defeat. break them down until there were only two choices. join them, or be massacred and made a mockery of. guilt, regret, shame? all nothing short of meaningless words with no bearing upon the warlord, who's name struck fear upon its uttering like it were some kind of taboo topic β as though just the mention would awaken her fire and bring her brutal iron fist down upon them: as it should be. if people didn't fear her, they would challenge her β something she couldn't allow.
perhaps there was some ounce of regret in regards to her children. regret that she let kino run his mouth about his foolish ideals of peace and diplomacy. the very ideals that had him wrenched from her grasp quicker than she could blink. or the banishment of her daughter . . . her dear, sweet mel. held so close to her heart she could respond only by sending her away to protect her. to continue her brutality without fear of her resolve crumbling to dust, not dissimilar to the ruins of her conquest.
all would be denied to the ends of runeterra, however β it was for their own good. ambessa did what was necessary to ensure at least one of the medarda family heir's would survive to inherit her legacy. to be sure she could keep one of them safe from those she fought every day to quash beneath her boots, bloodied with the corpses of her butchers bill.
" remorse? " the implication that she should feel shame or guilt for doing everything she could to protect her family has her fists clenching, raising to her feet from her reclined position so fast that her knees caught the underside of the table in front of her β toppling it and causing whatever delicacies, both food and drink, to splatter onto the carpeted floor.
" would you not do everything in your power to protect your family? " to protect the ones you love? is her silent addition to the the question that appears rhetorical in her offended lividity. it takes mere seconds for her to stride the short distance between herself and violet, uncaring of the shattering of porcelain below her feet as she towers above the shorter women.
lips curled into a sneer, the venom is leaking from her pores in waves, a red β wrapped hand raising to jab a finger so hard into the others chest that it would force her to stumble back from the sheer force of it. " i have done only what is necessary. "
writing a long ass starter n then realising i read the prompt entirely wrong </3 devastating
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β these are my friends, my family. people i know. i wouldn't hurt them. β β @officrnolen
loyalty was a trait many lacked these days. retaining ones faith under the temptation to betray makes you dependable β trustworthy.
supposedly.
" come now, officer nolen. " the warlord knew the girl would be an easy mark. her dazzling admiration for kiramman was so blatant even a blind man could see it. the pedestal she holds her on is towering, but ambessa knows how to chip at it to make it crumble. breaking resolves is an action she's grown to excel at over her years as a general for the noxian army.
" you can't truly believe you meant anything to the commander? " the amusement she feels is hidden well behind the pity leaking into her tone, brows furrowed as though it were common knowledge the sheriff viewed her as nothing but a rebound β a placeholder for the growing hole gaping in her chest. the loss of her mother? violet? the strength in which she had to display, lest everyone view her as a weak little girl? it was inevitable she would seek out some form of warmth or comfort to ease her aching soul.
" it's nothing to take personally β " ambessa waves a hand dismissively, as if she wasn't grinding maddie's feelings into the ground, the other bringing a gold adorned glass of crimson wine to her lips. " β you were there when it was required of you. " posing it as if she was merely providing a service, a brief silence ensues as she drains the glass of its contents entirely. a poor flavour profile in comparison to noxian wine, but she could make do for now.
the room is void of anybody save for the two of them, ambessa having discharged rictus upon the arrival of the red-head who now stood before her slouched form. " do you not want to see this city prosper? " humming softly, the glass is placed onto the table with a heavy hand, both her elbows finding purchase on her knees while scarred hands join together in the space between them. " it could happen, if you were to lay your loyalties in me and my capabilities. "
β as long as there is life, there is hope. β β @futureforged
even oversees, the name jayce talis was echoing through cities in rolling waves β not dissimilar to the piercing, prophesying toll of war bells. a harrowing intimation of possible horrors to come. a deep, rumbling whisper of new technology that passed from person to person, varying levels of interest and disregard in every utter; only recently developed β something many would desire to claim as their own when its full potential is revealed; its capability for war, conquest and destruction.
ambessa's interest was only aroused upon the revelation of his whereabouts β piltover. a soft city of craven fools lacking all that was necessary to truly thrive. who favoured retaining their cowardice in a gilded room with their ineffectual prattling in lieu of ruthless strength and merciless resolves.
