#lu xia

[a-state-of-bliss]

Vogue Singapore May 2022 - Lu Xia by Zhang Ahuei

#fashion #vogue singapore #lu xia #zhang ahuei

[alexoreality]

Me: Watched Prince of Tennis.

Others: Oh a tennis anime??

Me: Yeah, still haven't finished it but...

Others: I'm listening??

Me: What would you say to an AU where Ryoma's a girl disguised as a boy because her experience of tennis in America overrided her mind set where 'only boys can freely play tennis' and those arrogant bastards insulted fem! Ryoma's dad too so she beat the fuk out of them in a match. Then they get revenge by forcefully cutting her hair off, like really violently to the point she get cuts on her head and now she's traumatized and won't let anyone touch her head and that's why she wears caps.

Seigaku finds out her real gender and takes them by surprise and horror when she practically begs them to not kick her out.

Echizen Ryoma was afraid of doing her own tennis.

That's why.

#the prince of tennis #the princess of tennis AU #ryoma echizen #seigaku #prince of tennis #lu xia #Female Ryoma Echizen #Female Lu Xia #She gets a protection squad later on #SEIGAKU/YU QING TENNIS TEAM IS PROTECTIE AFTERWARDS LMAO #who said a girl can't play tennis?? #American experience isn't always grand

[nuisancehelicopter]

It's been more than 20 years and I'm still a sucker for these tennis boyas

#prince of tennis #chinese pot #lu xia #qiao chen #chinese ryoma #chinese momo

[staydandy]

The Prince of Tennis (2019) - 奋斗吧, 少年! - Whump List

List by StayDandy Synopsis : Lu Xia is a tennis prodigy who lived overseas since he was a child. He has inherited his father's outstanding talent at tennis. However, trapped under the shadow of his father, Lu Xia only sees tennis as a tool to win over him, losing the passion and happiness in playing tennis altogether. Upon returning to China, he joins in a high school tennis team and meets various tennis masters. He begins to realize the meaning of tennis and figure out his own identity as a player. In the process of working to win the national league, Lu Xia and his teammates learn to work as a group and understand the importance of friends. (MDL) AKA : Tennis Boys

Whumpee : Lu Xia played by Peng Yu Chang

Country : 🇨🇳 China Genres : Youth, Drama, Sports, Friendship

Notes : This is a Partial List - I didn't list every bit of whump, just what caught my attention the most • Adapted from the Japanese manga of the same name by Takeshi Konomi • Previous adaptations of the manga have been made by Japan, and China

Episodes on List : 2 Total Episodes : 42

*Spoilers below*

07 : Lu Xia is hit by a broken racket during a game, eyelid cut

36 : (near end) Passes out

#whump #whump list #asian whump #China #The Prince of Tennis #奋斗吧 少年 #Tennis Boys #Lu Xia #Peng Yu Chang #cut #bleeding #passes out #faints #collapses

[abandonedcornerz]

liu wen for vogue china - november 2021

chloe magno for vogue phillippines - august 2022

lu xia for vogue singapore - may 2022

#vogue #water #liu wen #chloe magno #lu xia

[artfulfashion]

Lu Xia photographed by Zhang Ahuei for Vogue Singapore, May-June 2022

#lu xia #zhang ahuei #vogue #seascape #2020s

[ineverypictureapoem]

Into the Deep Lu Xia by Zhang Ahuei Vogue Singapore, 2022

#beauty #color #model #fashion #editorial #photography #lu xia #zhang ahuei #vogue singapore

[scintillulae]

#Lu Xia #Zhang Ahuel #Vogue Singapore #Vogue #May/June 2022 #2022 #Toby Yang #Sundia Wen #Reeve Chen

[difashiondiaries]

#lu xia #vogue #Vogue Singapore #may/june #2022 #zhang ahuei

[23wfp]

maybe i am ill

#lu xia #prince of tennis #yu qing #i love lu xia so much bro please

[daily-linkclick]

daily link click: 6/15/23

behind the scenes in episode 2 (happy pride)

#qiao ling #cheng xiaoshi #lu guang #yu xia #lin zhen #link click #shiguang dailiren #shi guang dai li ren #shiguang daili ren #DONT MIND THE DATE IM JUST FINALLY UPLOADING OLDER STUFF

[revasserium]

nxx #1 - waking up with you

artem.

you wake up to find him watching you, the summer sky of his eyes fixed on you as you smile and yawn and curl closer. “sleep well?” he asks, his voice still husky and rough, the silk and gravel of a jazz singer in a smoke-filled bar, delicious and intoxicating. he asks you about your dreams, traces soft, abstract lines into the bare skin of your waist, smiles at the way you get shy when you realize what a mess your hair is, tugs you back when you try to pull away from him to straighten it out — he says, “no… let be it,” he says, “it looks good like this… just like this…”, he says, “sometimes… i think i’m still dreaming when i wake up next to you,”, he says, “look at me…” and he smiles, cups your cheek, holds you still as you stare back at him, searching his eyes only to find love and love and love.

luke.

you wake up to find him watching you, though he’s still clearly barely awake himself — there’s a shy, lazy grin caught on his lips and he slips over to slip his arm around your waist to pull you closer, nuzzle into your cheek if only to make you laugh. “hey! what’s so funny?” he asks, a pout already pressed between his lips, his eyes drawn large and puppy-like, but you smile and shake your head, tell him that it’s nothing, kiss the tip of his nose just to see him blush before he dives on top of you, pinning you beneath him with a bright laugh, “ah, so that’s how you wanna play?” he says, his honeycomb hair falling to frame his face and you — you stare up at him, breathless. he has the decency to blush again before collapsing at your side and tugging you closer, “mm… it’s too early for that, isn’t it?” he asks, looping his arm around your middle and pulling you close, “let’s sleep in for just a bit longer, hm?”

vyn.

you wake up to find him watching you, his cheek propped up on the heel of his hand, his eyes like twin stars, bright and burning and inquisitive, “ah… good morning, my sleeping beauty,” he says, smiling as you bury your face in your pillow to stifle a yawn, feeling you cheeks heat at the thought of him watching you sleep for god knows how long and — were you drooling? he laughs as you peer up at him over the top of your pillow, your hair a birds nest sitting atop your head — he reaches out to muss it up even more, a fond smile gracing his lips as he leans in. he kisses both your eyelids before pulling back, “good dreams, i hope? you were smiling a lot so…” he cocks his head to watch you, ever the scientist as you are ever the butterfly, pinned to the cushion beneath him. “s-something like that…” you say, averting your eyes as you try not to recall the details of your less-than-kosher dream of him, but he only leans in, his smile widening slightly as he pulls you closer, “mm… tell me about it… and maybe… we’ll be able to make some of those dreams come true, hm?”

marius.

you wake up to find him asleep — or so you think, but the grin on his lips tells you otherwise, and when you try to pull away, a pair of arms reaches out to tug you back against his warm chest, his hold on you tight and steady as you feel him nosing into the back of your neck, “ah… jiejie… how mean — trying to leave me before i wake up…” you laugh to yourself before flipping over to meet his dazzling, gemstone gaze, pursing your lips as you take him in, “if you were asleep, how’d you know i was trying to leave?” you ask, but he only crinkles his nose and leans in to bury his face in the crook of your neck, whining even as you feel him smirk against your skin — “so mean, jiejie… bullying me on a weekend morning… after everything that happened last night…” you feel yourself go hot at his words, thinking back to last night — to the heat and friction, to the give and take. you swallow as he chuckles, pulling back to pin you with those saturday night eyes of his — “don’t you think you owe me just a little, hm?” he asks, pulling you beneath him and pinning you there, “didn’t you promise you’d make me feel good too?” and you can barely nod before he’s grazing his lips along the bare skin of your shoulder, letting out a soft, wanton moan, “so… how about we start… right now?”

tot MARIUS reqs are officially open u__u

#tot #tears of themis #tears of themis x reader #tot x reader #artem wing #artem wing x reader #artem x reader #vyn richter #vyn richter x reader #vyn x reader #luke pearce #luke pearce x reader #marius von hagen #marius von hagen x reader #lu jinghe #zou ran #xia yan #tot marius #mo yi #floofy floof floof #daydreams #this is uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm #anyway.................... im literally obsessed with marius okay please #PELASE i cry #look;;;; he's SO HOT I AM UNWELL #the unfair thing is HE IS HOT IN EVERY LANGUAGE. #yall the art in this game is fucking.... unfair. lemme tell you. UNFAIR.

[alexoreality]

The Princess of Tennis - Ryoma Echizen

Summary:

Ryoma’s a girl! Surprise! Well, technically not a welcomed surprise since she apparently had a horrible experience in America tennis as a girl. 

*** 

“What are yo- HEY, LET GO OF MY HAIR!”  

“You sure like to play tennis with this long thing, what is it? Some sort of tradition in Japan? Hah!” 

“Hey, why do you have scissors-” 

Snip. Snip. 

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY HAIR?! LET ME GO!” 

“Pin her down boys.” 

“STOP IT, I SAID STOP-” 

“Whoops! I cut you instead, but this might be a suitable punishment for you! Why not stab you through the head while I’m at it?” 

“Y-You wouldn’t...” 

“Should’ve thought it through when you messed wih us!” 

“With that disgusting tennis play too, what are you?? A dancer?!” 

“Play tennis like its tennis you stupid girl!” 

“Aw, look! She’s crying!” 

“That’s right, cry! All girls cry over puny things, that’s why they’re so weak!” 

“If you play like that, you don’t deserve to play tennis!” 

Ryoma shot up into a sitting position, her eyes frantically searched her surroundings. Right, she was in Japan... In her room, safe and sound with her cat... 

Karupin stood up from her curled-up sleeping position and jumped up to her favorite’s bed, sensing that she has woken up from a horrible dream (or a recall of hellish memories) and urged her hand to pet her furry head. 

“Karupin...” The girl nicknamed ‘Prince’ smiled tiredly yet sweetly at the mischievous creature. 

The cat meowed in delight as her owner rubbed her palm over her head. “It’s just another nightmare, but I haven’t had it in ages ever since I joined the Tennis club and became a Regular. Neh, Karupin... I feel something bad is going to happen.” Ryoma took her family cat and scooped her into her arms, rubbing her head affectionately against her cat’s head to calm her anxiety. 

Karupin purred softly as she rubbed back, small sensations vibrating through her and sending it to Ryoma. “Well, I want to be early this time. So...” It was 6:10 AM, she settled her cat on her bed and swung her legs to the edge of her bed. 

“Morning, Karupin. Sorry I woke you up like that.” The dark green-haired highschooler stretched her limbs to get ready for the day. 

She opens her door from her room. Ryoma decides she’d take a bath first. 

“Oh, they’re going to be so surprised when they see me earl-” Ryoma cut herself off when she saw her reflection through the mirror. Her dark green strands were... Reaching her shoulders... 

“You sure like to play tennis with this long thing, what is it? Some sort of tradition in Japan? Hah!” 

Immediately going for the scissors in the bathroom, Ryoma starts to cut it short at an alarming rate. Her hazel eyes wide from fear at the thought of someone doing that to her again. 

She ignores the stinging from the cut she inflicted around her index finger, that wasn’t important, what was important was too keep her hair short so no one knew she was a girl no one knew she had long hair to forcefully brag from behind no one knew her at all and that was fine- 

“Ryoma-san? The food is ready. You should wake up soon.” The sound of her elder cousin’s voice snapped her out of her panic-like state. She now pays attention to the cut on her right palm and her left hand’s index finger. 

“I’m taking a bath!” Ryoma replied from the bathroom. 

“Really? Well then, I’ll wait for you downstairs!” 

Ryoma takes one glance at the strands of hair on the tiles surrounding her. She closes her eyes while furrowing her brows to will away the flashbacks of that horrible day. 

She went for a quick shower, reminiscing how she never told her family who even violently and practically shredded her hair off from her head. She remembers how worried her mom and dad had been when they got a call from the hospital ear her elementary school. She refused to speak; they would just hog her even more. She wouldn’t be able to have a normal high school life after that. Not like this current one is normal, she had weird senpais and that actually never bothered her the least. 

With her body on autopilot and drying herself up, quickly changing into her male school uniform. (She was thankful that he could also pass for a really short boy with a girlish face...) 

Taking her bag and happy with her new hair-cut, courtesy of herself of course. She walked down to the dining room and saw western food on her plate again, she could only sigh. “Sorry, Ryoma-san...” Nanako rubbed the back of her head. 

“It’s fine.” She drank half of her milk in one go, Ryoma started to eat to at least distract herself from her gut feeling telling her about something bad was about to happen. 

“You woke up, a bit early. What’s wrong?” Ryoma’s hand stopped mid-way from lifting the spoon into her mouth. She placed the utensil back down and breathed in. 

“I... Well, it's over now. Technically nothing to concern yourself about.” Ryoma put up her usual apathetic front, continuing to eat her breakfast. It was soon all consumed and she was ready for school. 

Nanako observed her younger cousin worriedly, her aunt filled her in on what happened to her back in America but... They simply didn’t know who or why caused it. Ryoma simply wouldn’t tell them. 

Her Aunt also said it was probably for the best since maybe Ryoma’s brain was managing heal the trauma on its own, maybe as long as they go on with their daily lives it would heal. However... 

Nanako knew it wasn’t like that. 

“You better get there in time!” 

“Yeah, I will!” 

***

Tezuka, the captain of the Tennis club watched the American tennis match provided by the coach attentively, what was she trying to convey? What is the coach trying to tellh him? 

As captain and currently the strongest regular on the first string. Tezuka has expectations he must meet or break through, what was the coach saying by ‘Watch the girl tennis player closely, she reminded me of someone on the team.’  

It was a girl, yet her tennis style doesn’t look similar to theirs. It was vastly different and felt enchanting to gaze at. Tezuka sometimes wipes his glasses every now and then to stop himself from fully immersing in the match and forgetting to observe her plays. 

It was finally her turn to serve... Tezuka thought of how she would do it but then- 

“A twist serve...?” It spun in another direction too, not like the traditional one... Could she be? 

No, no. There was no way. But... this match was aired before Ryoma even arrived in Japan... No, this was last year. This was live, last year...! A year before Ryoma attended this high school! 

The timelines mixed well. The techniques... The sudden change of movement... 

Was Ryoma hiding his- er...her identity? Was that the tennis only Ryoma Echizen can play? 

Tezuka rubbed the bridge of his nose, why though? Was Seigaku not trustworthy? Come to think of it, they didn’t have a girl's team and there was no rule that a girl can’t join. So, their tennis team was meant to be a mix. 

The captain sighed heavily; he needs to confront Ryoma with this. “Take it easy now. She needs time to talk.” Coach Ryuzaki reminded him. 

“I just need confirmation from her, that’s all. If she is hiding something, I won’t let it get out of hand, I give you, my word.” The captain stood up from the chair in front of the coach’s desk and left. 

*** 

“Hey, look who’s early!” Momoshiro called out to the only freshman regular who was in his uniform already. 

“Mh? That’s a bit of a surprise.” Eiji bluntly said, Ryoma had to resist the urge to throw her empty can at her senpai. 

“Well, you might as well keep doing it every day.” Kaidoh glanced at him, Inui was already instructing him on what they were going to do for morning training. Ryoma simply nodded. 

“Looks like we’ll be seeing you earlier from now on?” Fuji inquired, “I guess, If I keep at it...” Both of them apathetically nodded. 

“You actually came early for the first time in never, Ochibi!!” 

“Quit it!” 

***

Chapter 1 End.

Chapter 2 Soon...

#the prince of tennis #ryoma echizen #nanako echizen #the princess of tennis AU #Lu Xia #fanfiction #writing #chapter 1 #seigaku #momoshiro takeshi #kaido kaoru #sakuno ryuzaki #nanjiro echizen #Kunimitsu Tezuka #shusuke fuji #sadaharu inui #eiji kikumaru #shuichiro oishi #no beta reader we die like men #local tennis girl gets misgendered every time

[nuisancehelicopter]

Nanananana

TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF

-lu xia

#lu xia #ryoma echizen #tenipuri #prince of tennis #chinapuri #baiyang #kaidoh kaoru #chinese pot #the little shit we know and love

[walnutpeach]

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《Tears of Themis · 末定事件簿》

Tears of Themis 3rd Anniversary 【归心之所】

#tears of themis #luke pearce #artem wing #vyn richter #marius von hagen #tears of themis spoilers #tot #tot luke #tot artem #tot vyn #tot marius #tot spoilers #my tot gifs #末定事件簿 #xia yan #zuo ran #mo yi #lu jinghe #LOL i returned just to gif this

[tahdashi]

CRAWLING INTO HIS LAP. . .

✦ ft: the tot boys x gn!reader

✦ a/n: i am a physical touch and sweet pet name enthusiast

✦ ARTEM came back from the firm a few hours ago. sleepiness was apparent in the way he sat on the couch — his feet propped up on the coffee table and a cup of tea in his hand. his head was thrown back to rest on the back of the couch, and you could see the way that the rise and fall of his chest seemed to slow down a bit. the last of the golden sun cast its honeyed rays into the living room, surrounding your boyfriend in a comforting glow. you made your way over to him, careful not to let the floor creak too loud underneath you. as he sees you approach, artem places the cup aside and lets you lift his arm so that you can slide under it, settling against his chest with a hum. "oh, hi, sweetheart." his words are laced with a yawn and his sapphire eyes gleam with adoration. "do you need something?" you shake your head, curling into his chest and adjusting your legs on top of his. your arms make their way around his torso, enveloping him in your scent and warmth. "i just missed you," you murmur into him. you feel his lips press into the top of your head, and soon, his hand rubbing circles into your back. and before you know it, your bodies sleep peacefully as the sun retreats.

✦ MARIUS always takes time for himself between meetings. he scrolls through his phone at his desk, sipping on an iced coffee that was a bit watered down, but still did the job of keeping him awake for the rest of his busy day. he sees you come in from the corner of his eye and immediately swivels the chair around in your direction. his hands find your waist, and he widens his legs so you can find your place between them. as you settle into his lap, marius’ hands trace shapes into your back. “hey, missed me?” you nod into his chest and marius, a bit too delighted with your answer, coos as he presses kisses all over your face. you can’t even push him away if you tried — the obnoxious sound of each kiss fills the room. “you’re so cute, did you know that?” “hmm, not like my boyfriend tells me every day.” and with that, marius nods profusely, knowing he’s the boyfriend that gets to see your pretty face each day (and also the one to kiss you all over — lucky him). you try to push yourself up from his lap, but his arms don’t let you. you should know better, really, because when marius gets to hold you, he has a hard time letting go.

✦ LUKE always went straight to your bed after a long day to relax. he'd woken up early this morning to head to the antique store and work on some projects for clients, followed by half his day being spent investigating a particularly challenging case. you could tell he had a hard day — his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes dull as he scrolled through his phone. you tiptoe into the room, and the second he sees you, his entire body relaxes. he reaches his arms up to stretch his body out and you take the opportunity to crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and catching him by surprise. "oh, joining me, pretty?" his arms come back down to link behind your back and he tucks you even closer to his body, leaning his head on top of yours. you pull away for a second to see his relaxed face and place a soft kiss between his previously furrowed brows. he quickly pulls you back in. "let's stay like this for a bit," he yawns. "thanks for being here with me, babe."

✦ VYN was working at his desk, sorting through some files. classical music played in the background and he hummed along to the familiar tunes that reminded him of you. a smile appears on his face the second you walk into the room, and he immediately puts all his attention on you. his eyes follow your figure as you make your way to his chair. rolling away from the desk, vyn makes room for you to carefully seat yourself on his lap. his smile never fades — he loves being close to you. "i'm sorry i've been so busy, love. just a few more files and i'm all yours." sincerity pools in his eyes, radiating warmth meant just for you. you tell him to take his time, getting comfortable and playing with his hair while he continues his work. the rosy blush never leaves his cheek just like the hand on your side never stops smoothing along your skin. your heart beats against his, and he thinks that perhaps he should always work like this.

reblogs are appreciated !

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