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artemstellation · 2 years

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tot men + catching their significant other staring at them with lovestruck expressions.

artem wing...

.... is taken aback ― he's certainly kind of used to a relationship, but at moments like these, he thinks that he's just pursuing a new relationship, because he doesn't know how to deal with it.

is further taken aback when you lean forward and kiss him hard, but soon finds himself reciprocating with the same, if not more, fervor. he wants you to know how much he's grateful for your presence in his life, and how much he loves you and the way it pours out of his very being for you ― and you, only.

quietly decides to himself to try and be more affectionate with you, and it's evident in the way his hand gently and slowly slips into yours and he tenderly squeezes it, twining his fingers with yours, or how there's always a peck on your forehead every time he sees you, even if it's only been a few minutes ― he's absolutely enamored with you, and he wants you to know it, through his silent care and affection.

marius von hagen...

.... stops in his tracks when he first notices it ― but then he's back to his usual, teasing self like nothing is out of the ordinary, however, it's all a facade to hide how flustered he is from you.

though that persona drops again when you kiss him, he can't have you knowing that, can he? that's why he'll kiss you harder (and makes it into a pseudo-competition again). but deep down, he knows that you understand what he means through his touch and through the hidden tunes of affection from his words ― and he finds himself immensely thankful for that.

he definitely makes it another competition between the two of you on who can make the most declarations of love to the other. he can, and he has, told you some of the most ridiculous proclamations of love to you, and he takes pride in them, but you know that's just his way of saying he loves you. so what better way to reciprocate? proclaim yours even more ridiculously (he adores it).

luke pearce...

.... is the human personification of a combination between a ripe tomato and a fully cooked lobster (or alternatively, luke is so red and steaming that you can probably cook something on him). he's utterly speechless. lord give him strength, he thinks, but unfortunately for him, it is not his day.

somehow possibly grows even more sanguine than he was before when he's kissed, and ceases all functions immediately. he's a husk of a man, for his soul has ascended (give him another kiss and he'll be right back to the land of the living). and then he gives you the most shy of pecks, because he cannot look at you in the eyes, lest he combust right then and there.

luke is petty. very petty. will get you back by trying all methods of getting you flustered and ruffling your feathers (ha, peanut-), but all playfulness aside, he significantly grows more softer than he was before (somehow, yes, that's possible). his heart soars with joy every time he sees you, and he wants you to know it, feel it. but judging by those expressions, you probably do, but there's no harm in amping up his efforts, is there?

vyn richter...

.... remains the most calm and collected (on the outside only). he's a master at hiding his feelings, and this occasion is no exception either, but he does send a soft smile your way ― it's his way or reciprocating.

becomes more open with you ― even if it's just a little. tells you more about his days, and about the little things that he notices through the day, be it about the people around him, or about something he saw on tv. he just likes hearing you talk, and that look in your eyes makes him want to melt in his place, and he just can't have enough.

spoils you even more than he probably does. he's rich, he knows that, you know that, everyone and their grandmas know that. he's awkward when it comes to genuinely expressing his affection and thus, does it in the best way that he knows he can. his gifts are thoughtful ― ones that you can definitely find a use for, and that you can use for a long, long time. finds himself smiling ear to ear when he sees you using his gifts, and maybe, just maybe, you'll find a new side of him opening up soon.

✦ notes; oh my god. it has been so long since i've last been here, and i am so sorry for that ― as a senior in my last year of high school (which is really important where i live), i really haven't been able to find time to write at all. i am so sorry for all those requests i wasn't able to finish back then, but i promise i'll try and write more soon! tysm for being patient <3

― rine

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artemstellation · 2 years

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✦ fever (my heart yearns for you) | vyn richter

vyn richter has impeccable self control.

at least that's what he tells himself.

in reality, he doesn't have any ― at least not when it comes to the human next door, who he's been keeping watch over like the past few weeks like a school girl with a crush.

as much as it would pain him to admit it (he was someone who believed in rationality and logic, and feelings like love and crushes were not part of his not-that-he-would-admit-is-flawed logic), he was head over heels, and had fallen in love at the first sight.

which lead him to where he was now, watching over you as feed the neighborhood strays, as they run and curl up next to you for pats and roll around in weird ways that make you laugh.

he feels his heart skip a few beats, and it makes him worried that he's falling too hard (you already have, his mind whispers at him, but he pointedly chooses to ignore it).

he continues to keep watch, until you reach home with little to no issues (he did it seeing as how it was late at night, and that meant more activity from mischievous supernaturals), and he's just about to go away, content with having made sure that you were safe and sound, when you turn around and look at him straight in the eye (even as he hides and blends in the night in his black cat form).

“well, i need to thank you for keeping watch over me for a while now, but if you wanted my attention, you could always come talk to me in your human form, neighbour.”

the first time he hears you speak to him directly has him falling harder into the abyss of love and adoration, but your words only click with him when you're long gone ― and he finds himself grinning, hard.

maybe there isn't going to be a lot of explaining about why he can turn both into a cat and a human as he initially thought there was going to be.

he'll take you up on that offer, he decides, as he shows up the next day in his human form ― and turned quite the few heads, leaving him more than confident enough in facing you.

as he stands outside your door, he falters in his steps ― how would he let you know that this was his human form? should he meow at you? should he shift in front of you? what was he supposed to do?

as he's lost in his thoughts, he hears the sound of your door creaking open too late, and before he can say anything, you give him the most smug smirk he's ever seen on a person (that is, other than marius, the sneaky little devil).

“i see you've decided to take up my offer, dear neighbour.”

he's taken aback, but doesn't show it, as years of blending in amongst humans has made his acting and resting face almost impeccably perfect ― one that seems extremely hard to decipher, unless he lets you do so, to pry into what makes him, him.

he responds with an equally smug tone, although it's hidden amongst his calm demeanor and you don't quite notice it anyway, because his twinkling amber eyes have you distracted.

“your offer was quite the tempting one, you see, and how could i refuse any opportunity to know my latest acquaintance some more?”

“seems that you know quite enough from your time shifting,” you quip back, teasingly raising your eyebrow at him, and he knows that it was a good choice to accept your proposal.

“then can i take it as that you know what i am, too?”

“i do, i suppose.”

“oh, and what could i be, human?”

“a vampire.”

he blinks in visible astonishment at you, surprised that you got it right at the first try. was he really that obvious? maybe he wasn't as good at acting like a human as he thought he was.

“oh, i got it right? i was just random guessing, but who knows it'd turn out to be true.”

he hears you mumble the second part of your sentence under your breath, and chuckles softly. you seem to have realised that he's heard you, as a soft colour flushes through your skin.

“it appears quite so that you would make a truly excellent companion at a quiz.”

he watches you blush harder at his teasing. a part of him wants to continue to tease, to continue to fluster you further, but he holds back, both to rein in himself and to spare you what could be further embarrassment.

the day passes far too quick, and he learns far too little about you ― at least, according to his liking.

you were a teacher at the very same place where marius's contractor (and significant other, his mind supplies) studies ― and you were the very same, extremely interesting human, that marius told the rest of the nxx about ― your curiosity in the supernatural had piqued his interest, and he was very happy that it was you who had him running around so illogically (at least, according to him).

as you part ways with him, he feels a need to reach out, and to ask you to spend some more time with him, to tell him more about yourself ― but he stops.

he only gives you an enigmatic smile as he moves on, although his eyes that seem to burn like liquid gold, hold silent promises of a next time, and the next time after.

he feels greedy for the first time in a long, long while.

it seemed that his self-restraint always flew out of the window whenever it came to you, and only you. He wanted more, and more, and more than he thought could ever have, and frankly, it appeared that he would soon be more and more avaricious when it was about you.

he'd have to do something about that, given that he's supposed to be a part of the undead.

but look at him, nearly the avatar of greed.

vyn richter does not get jealous.

or so he tries to convince himself.

as he watches you interact with that other teacher, who oh-so-clearly has a crush on you, very much visible from her constant teasing and flirting that's directed towards you.

(oh, and he's a teacher alongside you. he showed up one day as part of the new faculty, nearly giving you a heart attack ― but he's a great teacher, and you're pretty sure at least half the student population has a crush on him.)

he watches you flush and laugh at whatever she says, and a twisted feeling makes itself home in his chest ― he feels it wrap around his very being, twisting and constricting him as his chest tightens.

jealousy, his mind says. you're burning in jealousy, because you can't do what she can do, because you don't have the courage to act on your feelings like she can.

no, he whispers right back. i'm not jealous. they're just talking with each other.

the voice in his head only tuts at him, before retreating to the depths of his consciousness.

before he can move forward and do something about his unprecedented feelings (or so he thinks) ― he hears a few students call out to him, and they take up his attention for the remainder of time, even as he tries to keep an eye on you amongst the crowd.

when he's finally done, and the students move away with warm smiles of 'thank you, professor richter!' or 'i'll make sure to come by if i need help with something else, professor!', you're gone and out of sight.

he glances around, before sighing to himself.

“what's the big sigh for, professor richter?”

and lo and behold, just as he was thinking about making his way around campus to find you, it turns out that you found him first.

you stand right behind him, lips curled up in that charming grin that always has him falling over and over again (he'd never admit it, again), leaning on the doorframe of the entrance to his classroom as your eyes stealthily follow every movement of his.

“nothing to worry about. it's just that the kids are really energetic, but their enthusiasm is welcomed, although it does drain me out.”

you nod in understanding at his answer, before gesturing at him to follow you.

he tilts his head, confused at your actions, but then he notices your captivating hues light up, with what he assumes to be, mischief.

“students bunk classes all the time, so would it really hurt a little if a professor or two did it too?”

he stares at you for a moment, trying to process what he just heard, and really, it makes you want to die of embarrassment. then, he laughs.

he laughs, so hard that there's tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.

“sure, i would love to accompany you, but really, you can't say that considering the fact that the working day is already over, can you?”

he watches you flush again. huffing, you turn away from him.

“just shut up and let me treat you to a good meal, you damn vampire. i'll spray salt all around my house if you keep this up, you know.”

he laughs once again, but refrains from teasing you further.

“all right, lead the way, then.”

really, really, you've got him wrapped around your finger, and well, he doesn't mind.

after all, you make him feel things that he thought he'd never feel again.

vyn richter has an epiphany.

maybe he should stop trying to lie to himself.

vyn richter has almost always found himself on the receiving end of peoples' affection over the years that he's lived, be it for his good looks or for his wealth. there's never really a dearth of people looking for an opportunity to have a piece of him, but he's learnt to ignore them all.

because after all, humans are the most selfish creatures of all. but, it is in this ability to feel emotions that gives them a beauty like no other, and sometimes, just sometimes, he wishes that he could be human again.

to feel his heart beat again, to feel the now frozen blood in his veins thrum with the echoes of life once again, to have his emotions crumble his very being, to feel his very own warmth, but alas, he's unable to have it.

that is, until, he met you.

you, whose warmth just radiates off of your being like the sun, and you, whose ability to get along with supernaturals like it was second nature, and you were, but one of them.

marius's mentioning of your curiosity in and about the unknown and the unseen had piqued his own into you, and truly, he can never forget the first time that he saw you.

because for the first time in a long, long while, he felt his heart thrum in rapid beats, leaving him breathless, and the liquid life in his veins burst alive like an explosion, and he knew ― he knew at that moment, that no one else but you, would be the one for him.

no one but you, who he could fall in love with, and devote his entire being to. the time he's spent with you, as he watches you smile at him in that bright, blinding way you do, and the way your affection burns through him and brings him back to an era long gone, only convincing him further.

and so, vyn richter decides.

that, maybe, he'll let himself fall and indulge himself this once.

because, there is no greater beauty, than the beauty that is love with true, deep affection.

vyn richter wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

this time, he agrees wholeheartedly.

it's a late evening, closer to dusk, when you call him out for one of your regular excursions that have now become second routine to him.

as he walks his way to the location that you'd sent him, he takes the quiet and solitude to look back at how far he's come.

it's been a long, long time since he's turned, and since he's found people he can keep close to him, but it doesn't really matter to him. not anymore, now that you're here to brighten his cloudy days.

the closer he gets to you, the more he feels it ― warmth blooming through his chest, crawling up and into his blood, setting him aflame from the inside, in a way that just screams that he's alive.

he sees you wave at him as he comes into your line of sight, and he hardens his resolve.

to tell you of the way he feels, and of his wish to spend his time with you.

you give him a small smile when he finally, finally reaches you, and he reciprocates with one of his own.

but, then he notices. it's not one of your usual happy smiles, and he finds himself frowning at the thought of something bothering you enough to take away your brilliant self.

and of course, you notice the smallest of changes in his expressions, as you always do with the tiniest of things about him (and he feels himself fall deeper, deeper into this abyss everytime you do, and he never wants to come out of it), and sigh deeply.

“i'm sorry for calling you out on such short notice, but thank you for coming ―”

he feels the nervousness roll off you, instead of the usual happiness with that twinge of mischief, and he feels some things that he hasn't felt in a long time crawl up his being.

fear and anxiety.

but he shakes it off, in favour of listening to you, and not the what ifs? his mind keeps conjuring about the worst of scenarios that could possibly happen.

“i've got something to tell you.”

he nearly feels his heart stop in his chest (and he forgets for a moment that it was nigh impossible for it to happen, since it stopped beating a long, long time ago), but keeps his composure.

“vyn richter, i ―”

he holds his breath, ready for to hear anything and bear the consequences of it, but a part of him wants to oppose it, and he shuts it down.

“i'm in love with you.”

he blinks. once, twice. as of he's unable to believe what he's heard, because he really can't and it all seems like a cruel joke that his mind's made up ―

“what did you just say?”

he hears you sigh, and you begin to speak again.

“i'm in love with you, vyn. have been since the day i first saw you.”

so he really did hear it right. and then, he feels relief washing over him, and he can't help but want to hear it again and again and again.

“once more.”

“what?”

“say it once more.”

“what? that i'm in love with you?”

“yes,” he says, breathless.

“fine,” you drawl out, embarrassed for a reason unknown to you.

“vyn richter, i am so, so in love with you, to the point that i want to spend the rest of my time with you, and i want to be your happiest memory.”

he smiles, and it's not that charming, enigmatic smile he gives everybody else ― this one's genuine, and you know from the way his eyes crinkle a little.

“i love you too.”

then, you smile too, and soon enough, the two of you are laughing for a reason that neither of you know, but really, he swears, he's never been this happy.

as he calms down, he finally, finally, finds his courage to ask you, but you beat him to it once again.

“can i kiss you?”

and all he can do is nod, because he doesn't trust himself at the moment, not to say something that'll ruin this precious little moment.

kissing you is an explosion of emotion, and all he wants is to feel it again, all over again, like it was the first time, and soon enough, one of his hands is threading through your hair, and the other pulling you close, closer than he thought would be possible.

he never wants to let go of you, but he reluctantly does so, because you are human, and humans need to breathe.

you smile at him, the one he loves so, so much and he can't help but want to kiss you again.

so, he does, and joy bursts through every fibre of his being when you respond with equal fervour and enthusiasm. it's only when he feels you tapping at his shoulder, that he pulls away.

“now that we've established how we feel about each other, there's something else i need to tell you about.”

he listens with rapt attention, not wanting to miss anything.

“make a blood bond with me.”

and for the second time that evening, vyn richter is left stupefied, because the person he loves now (and the fact that he just found out a few minutes ago) wants to have the vampire equivalent of a demon contract (and the human equivalent of an engagement) now?

“are you sure?”

he's happy, he really is, but he wants to make sure that this is what you really, really want.

“i am.”

he searches your face and body language for any sign of hesitation, but when he doesn't find any, he finally agrees.

he kisses you once again, and slowly moves his way towards your neck. his touch his feather-light, and he handles you like you are someone made of glass, someone that will shatter at just the wrong touch.

when he finally, finally sinks his fangs into you, and the taste of you tumbles into his mouth, he feels a closer, deeper, bond forge itself between him and you, and he can't find it in himself to complain.

not when he finds himself getting addicted to the feeling of you, the taste of you and you in your entire being.

he pulls away slowly, so as to not hurt you, and a small marking manifests onto your skin, at the very place he bit you.

he finds himself strangely proud, and you look the happiest he's seen you.

“please, do know that i'm never letting you go now.”

you laugh, and it's music to his ears.

“would never dream of it, and it's more like you're stuck with me.”

yeah, he really wouldn't mind that, not one bit, and vyn knows that he's made the right decision.

you were, are and will always be the one for him.

“so, when are we holding our wedding?”

“oh, shut up and kiss me first, and then take me out on a date, we'll think about it afterwards, human.”

“your wish is my command, but we're definitely inviting my students to the wedding.”

he ends up kissing you to shut you up himself.

yeah, he definitely wouldn't mind spending his eternity with you.

vyn has come a long way. from being someone who has had nothing, to someone who has everything, and the reason for it all, is you. you and your brilliantly wonderful self, you're the one who his heart yearns for.

and he would never, ever, have it any other way.

✦ notes; holy that is long ― but i hope you enjoy it! i certainly did writing it, and i hope you will too, reading it! now to write that android artem fic ―

take care of yourself and remember to take breaks <3

― rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + being caught staring.

artem wing...

.... immediately looks away. he's flustered, and is embarrassed because he got caught. shyly apologizes because he thinks that he was making you uncomfortable (ugh, how can i get an artem of my own?).

if you tell him that it's okay, he'll grow even more flustered. not only was he caught staring, but now he's been given permission to stare some more? talk about embarrassing. he wants to bury himself in a hole (me too, bestie, me too).

the next time he wants to take a look at you, he does it more discreetly after making sure that there's no one around to rat him out.

marius von hagen...

.... looks back at you with a smirk (he's screaming on the inside, it's all a persona he plays to stop the impending embarrassment). so what if he was caught? can't he admire a work of art? (vincent visibly cringed hard).

actually, he stares some more. now that he was caught, there's nothing but embarrassing himself left for him, so he seizes the opportunity to flirt some more. now, you're the one who wants to bury yourself in a hole because he's just too good at flirting.

the next time he wants to look, he openly stares. he doesn't care about who else is watching (poor vincent, again), and gives you a million dollar smile (get it? okay i'll go away) that steals the rug from under your feet (?).

luke pearce...

.... is embarrassed to the point that he wants to change his identity and move away to another continent (i know, i do too). he grows red as the roses in vyn's garden (how creative-), and hides behind his hands.

apologizes over and over again again until you stop him and tell him that it's okay, and that you don't mind. he combusts right then and there. luke.exe has stopped working, system in process of rebooting. grows even redder and looks like he's a cooked lobster (man, this is making me hungry-) that celestine had brought the day before for lunch.

next time? there is no next time for a while. he's too embarrassed to even make eye contact with you without looking away the next second. please comfort him.

vyn richter...

.... gives you a pretty smile to divert your attention from the red creeping up his neck (too bad that you already saw and called him out on it). he wants to scream into the void. too much of embarrassment.

also apologizes and before you can say anything, makes up an excuse and books it out of there. goes home and has a mental breakdown over it, and then tries his best to recover. gives you a call later and apologizes properly, and when you tell him that it's alright, heaves a big sigh of relief.

next time, he makes sure to thoroughly divert your attention before doing anything. he doesn't want to go through all that all over again. there's only so much that he can handle.

✦ notes; aha have another post because i've been having too much of brainrot and i need to get it out somehow-

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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marius von hagen + babysitting.

“listen here, kid. i'm the favourite boy here, and there's nothing you can do about it.”

“no, you're not! i'm the favourite!”

the two of them stare at each other, before turning towards you. both of them ask the same question:

“who's your favourite boy?!”

oh dear. this is going to be a long, long day.

let's go over what caused this stupid argument between marius and your neighbor's kid, shall we?

earlier that morning, at your residence;

― the sound of knocks on your front door rouse you from your slumber, as you groggily make your way to the said door to answer it, cursing out whoever woke up from your precious sleep on a saturday morning in your mind.

as you swing open the door still grumbling angrily, you find that there's no one outside. you look around, looking for the person who rang your bell, but find not a single soul, and are ready to go back to the warmth of your bed, that is, until you hear a young voice speak.

“um, excuse me? mum said that you agreed to watch over me while she went to the hospital, so i came over to your house, and, uh, i'm sorry if i, um, i-i-interrupted s-something.”

you look down to see a child around five through your blurry vision, who strangely seems to resemble your neighbour's son, and you stare at him without any response, until you realise that it is your neighbour's son.

“oh! right, right, come in! i'm so sorry, i didn't remember for a moment,” you say as you move out of the doorway, making way for him to come in.

he gives you a small smile and makes his way in, sweeping his eyes over the new surroundings. you're massaging your shoulder while standing in the same place, when you notice him staring at you.

“can i take a look around?”

you're taken aback by his sudden curiosity, but still nod your consent at him. he gives you another smile, and immediately takes off, bright eyes looking around in childish interest, his clothes fluttering as he runs.

sighing as you realise you can no longer go back to bed, making sure that he's not doing anything that could hurt him, you stretch as you make your way back to your room to properly wake yourself up.

when you come back down, you find him sitting on your couch, hands placed in his lap and swinging his legs, as he fidgets around, staring at the wall.

“do you want to eat something?”

your sudden appearance startles him, and he places both of his hands on his chest as he looks at you, eyes wide and frazzled. when he sees that it's only you, he slowly relaxes, and nods his head.

“if it's not too much trouble for you.”

you're still thinking about how polite he is for a child his age, when it strikes you that you haven't even asked his name.

stuck between moving to the kitchen to make breakfast and pretend that you know, or to turn around, possibly embarrass yourself but get to know, you stand rooted at the same spot, until he exclaims as if he'd remembered something.

he turns around from his place on the sofa, and gives you a sheepish expression and begins to speak.

“i'm sorry for not introducing myself! my name's aiden, and i'm five and a half years old! nice to meet you~” he smiles a wide grin, as he makes his introduction.

is this kid possibly a psychic, or am i just that easy to read?

oh well, at least you got the kid's name. you say your introductions in return, and ask him what he wants to eat, to which you get an enthusiastic response of “pancakes!” from him.

chuckling at him, you quickly make some and set them at the table, and call out to him. the pitter patter of small feet running through the hallways is the first thing you hear, followed by a thank you with another large smile.

how much has aiden smiled since he's been here? i feel like i'm being blinded by how bright it is.

you're both having breakfast in peaceful silence, when it's broken by the ringing of your phone. you give him an apologetic smile, and pick it up.

it's the smug idiot- i mean, marius.

you move away from the table so that you don't cause the kid to have hearing difficulties (because marius can be loud), and answer his call.

“hey! are you ready for our date to the café? i'll be over soon, so dress well like the cutie you are~”

you feel yourself flushing at the flirty tone he used, but are thankful that you're far away from aiden because you feel like you've lost hearing in one ear thanks to his booming voice, even through the phone.

“about that, we might have to do it some other time, marius.”

“what? but why?” he whines at you, annoyance eminent in his voice.

“i'm babysitting for my neighbour.”

“then i'll come over! i'm not letting some kid ruin my date! wait for me!”

before you can give him any response, you hear a car's engine revving before he cuts the call. sighing once again at his childishness, you come back to aiden.

“was that your friend?” he asks, interest gleaming in his green eyes.

“yes, he is, i suppose.” he nods at your answer and silently finishes the rest of his meal, before walking over to the counter and trying to place his plate on it by tip-toeing, but fails.

he's so cute, i just want to squish him.

he turns to you, cheeks all red and puffed up, and slowly asks, “c-can you, um, help me p-place my plate?”

you feel your heart doing a little (actually, a big) gymnastics routine. kids are dangerous. nodding your head because you don't trust yourself that you won't squeal and scare him, you pick him up and help him place it on the counter along with yours and hold him while he washes his hands.

you're carrying him back to the living room, when you hear the doorbell ring. still holding him in your arms, you go over and open the door, only to be met with a pouting marius von hagen.

who would believe that this is the heir to a multi-million worth conglomerate? you surely wouldn't, if you didn't know any better.

he takes one look at child in your arms, then back to you, and then sulks even more.

“so this the kid who stole my time with you? he's not even half as cute as i am.” he says while looking at aiden with visible disinterest, and said kid begins to whimper, tears welling up in his eyes at marius's scary-looking (at least, to him) aura.

“marius! von! hagen!” you huff, as you try to comfort the now wailing little boy, but fail and turn around to glare at the perpetrator responsible for it, who, for some reason looks like he's going to cry too.

what is going on with that head of his-

“come in,” you sigh out (how many times have you sighed today? you've lost count now) as you move to settle down on the couch as thankfully, aiden's crying had ceased to soft sniffles.

marius sits down in front of you, annoyed expression softening at the sight of the young boy's watery eyes. he sighs, and then apologizes.

“i'm sorry, i shouldn't have said that. i didn't mean to make you cry.”

aiden stares at him for a moment, then turns around and buries his head in your shoulder, refusing to look at the older man. marius lets out an angry noise and narrows his eyes at the former.

“hey, i even apologized! what more do you want, kid?”

“my name is aiden,” comes the muffled response.

you're sure you can see a vein popping up on marius's forehead, and it's taking you all your self-restraint not to laugh at their banter.

“alright, aiden, what do you want?” he asks once again, only to.....

... be ignored. you see a second vein pop up next to the first one, and decide to step in. gently nudging at the child resting in your arms, you gesture at him to respond to your boyfriend.

you only get a response of “let's play, please,” once again with marius being ignored. sighing you ask him to make up with marius for you (you don't feel good using a tactic like that on a kid, but desperate times call for desperate measures), and he, begrudgingly, looks at the man and accepts his apology.

“now can we play together?” he looks up to you and asks.

“we can.” both you and marius answer at the same time. aiden looks between you and him, and before you can say anything, he screams in childish glee with a loud “let's play rock, paper and scissors!”

marius seems to perk up at his suggestion, and his trademark smirk slowly makes its way back onto his face.

“you see, aiden? i'm the undefeated king of rock, paper, scissors! think you can beat me?” he brags to the youngest.

“of course i can,” he retorts, puffing up his cheeks and looking ever so determined to beat your equally determined boyfriend.

“well then, bring it on!”

and aiden, surprisingly, beats marius. at all of the rounds of rock, paper, scissors you've played, he hasn't lost a single one.

“hey,” marius calls out to you, ego throughly bruised by a five year old. “is this a kid a psychic? he always seems to know what i'm going to put out.” you just shrug in response, not knowing what to say.

aiden's basking in the glory of his win, when he seems to get another idea. he quickly runs up in your direction, climbs on to the spot next to you, and points at his cheek with his finger.

“since i won, i want a kiss from you as a reward! mum always does that when i win against dad!”

hearing him, marius makes a strangled noise that was something in between a gasp and a call, before he picks up aiden by his collar like a cat.

“that,” he begins, eyes narrowed at the little rascal (in his eyes), “is meant for me, and me only.”

aiden pouts at him, and then turns towards your form, still bent on getting one from you. looking at his puppy eyes, you cave in and give him a kiss on the cheek, thanks to which you end up with a very happy aiden and a very sulky marius.

he looks at the little boy who's celebrating his second victory after the game, and calls out to him.

“listen here, kid. i'm the favourite boy here, and there's nothing you can do about it.”

“no, you're not! i'm the favourite!”

the two of them stare at each other, before turning towards you. both of them ask the same question:

“who's your favourite boy?!”

oh dear. this is going to be a long, long day.

you're just beginning to call out to marius to stop arguing with a child, when he turns around and looks at the kid sitting next to you dead in the eye, and challenges him to more rounds of games, with the rewards for winning being kisses from you.

they continue playing late into the afternoon, with marius in the lead (which he didn't miss a chance to boast about to a child). they only stopped when you nagged at both of them that it was enough and it was time to eat.

with the mention of food, they immediately obey and follow you like a lost pair of ducklings, which makes you chuckle.

after having eaten their fills, they both fall asleep next to each other, and the sight is too adorable for you to not take a picture. you take as many as you can, before falling asleep yourself, aiden napping peacefully in between you and marius.

when you wake up, it's in a little past early evening, and you find that you're lying alone, wrapped in a large blanket to prevent you from getting cold.

you get up to look around for marius and aiden, when you hear hushed voices from the kitchen.

“big brother marius, what's your favourite type of cake?”

“i like pastries. you like them too, don't you?”

“i do! i like them a lot!”

“then how do you like this one?”

“a lot!”

“that's good. you must eat well to grow up well.”

the two of them are talking together, as aiden is seated on your counter with marius standing nearby, looking at him with fond eyes.

“eating pastries without me?”

marius is the first one to look at you, a happy smile on his face as he beckons you over, with aiden following with a “come over! he got a lot more of them for us!” while pointing at the other.

“when did the two of you decide to get along?” you quietly ask marius when you reach him. his answer makes you chortle with laughter.

“while you were sleeping like a snorlax.”

it's unusually lively in your apartment today, but you decide that it's not something you mind, as you enjoy eating one of the many desserts marius had ordered to your home.

it's soon nightfall, and time for the young visitor to go home. marius seems to be especially reluctant to let him go, and aiden clings onto his hand with tiny fingers and teary eyes.

“promise me that you'll come visit?” he asks marius, who picks him up and nods in response.

your neighbour smiles and gives you a box of cakes as a thank you for looking after her child, and soon, they're heading back to their home, when aiden turns around and runs back to the two of you.

he gestures at marius to bend down, and when he does, places a kiss on his cheek and runs back to his waiting mother, all while marius is left sitting there, stupefied while holding onto his cheek.

you pat at his shoulder to bring him back to reality, and he bursts out into laughter. he gets back up and follows you in tow, and closes the door behind him, still chuckling.

“that sure is one interesting kid. i wouldn't mind if he came over more.”

“well, seeing as to how the two of you were fighting early on, it seemed unlikely that you'd get along so well.”

“psh, we're not going to talk about that. it's in the past, so ignore it.”

“alright, alright.”

he taps you on the shoulder, drawing your attention to him.

“but hey, we've still got a date to complete, you know?”

you stare at him before grinning as you gently tug on his locket to pull him into a kiss.

“of course, how could i not spend some more time with my favourite boy?”

✦ notes; this was supposed to be really short, but somehow it turned out to be this long. anyway, enjoy the food, marius stans.

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #tears of themis #marius von hagen #marius von hagen x reader #tears of themis marius #tears of themis marius x reader #tot marius #lu jinghe #mihoyo tears of themis #mihoyo #tot x reader #tears of themis x reader #lu jinghe x reader #the marius stans are being fed well

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + playing with their hair.

artem wing...

.... melts like butter when he feels your hands carding through his hair, feeling all his stress and anxiety float away with each twirl of his raven locks and the movement of your gentle fingers.

the first time you absentmindedly ran your fingers through his hair, he was so surprised to know how relaxing he found it to be. now he actively seeks you out to play with his hair when he's stressed, melting in your arms as soon as he feels your fingers running softly through his tresses. gives you a lot of kisses and cuddles (even though he usually does) to thank you.

he fidgets with your hand when he wants you to play with his hair, and gives you eskimo kisses until you laugh and agree to his demands (he gives you a smug but goofy grin in response). you can often find a small smile on his face whenever you play with his hair (smiling artem gives me enough serotonin for a week), and he hums a few melodies for you from time to time, relaxing with your company and affection.

marius von hagen...

.... sends a smug little smirk your way when he feels you play with his hair. makes a teasing comment about how irresistible you find him (a good 'ol smack should shut him up), but you notice him subtly leaning into your hands for more.

the first time you do it is because he reminds you of a cat (one that is absolutely chaotic), and because you kept wondering about what he'd do if you reached out and ran your fingers through his hair. he immediately froze for a moment before turning around to make a cheeky remark, but then leaned in like a cat and placed his head in your lap, silently asking you to continue.

now he just randomly lays in your lap (very much like a cat who wants attention) and places your hand upon his head, nudging at it to get you to play with his hair. often peeks at you with one eye open and smiles softly when you meet his lilac gaze, leaning in a little more in your direction. peppers kisses all over your hands and pulls you down gently for a long kiss as a thank you.

luke pearce...

.... gives you a goofy, lopsided grin, before he pulls you onto his lap and leans into your touch, giving you more access to continue playing and twirling with his hair.

you do it out of habit, as you gave him a lot of head pats when you were younger, which evolved (is it a pokémon? yeah, it is /j) into running your fingers through his soft caramel coloured hair, which has him sighing in content at the feelings that were mellow, warm and fuzzy at the same time that had begun bubbling in his chest.

comes up to you, places his head on your shoulder and traps you in a back hug when he wants you to play with his hair (the k-drama vibes in here, i swear-). when you reach out and play with his locks, he nuzzles closer into your neck, and litters small kisses there in response. places a lingering kiss on your forehead before picking you up in his arms for an extended cuddle session with lots of kisses.

vyn richter...

.... smiles lovingly at you, before taking ahold of your hand to place a kiss on your knuckles and the rest of your hand, making exaggerated noises along with to make you laugh.

the reason why you do it is because his hair looks so soft and luscious that you have no choice but to try and run your hands through it (it feels just the same as it looks - don't be shy, drop the name of that shampoo). he only raises an eyebrow in response to your actions, but shifts a bit so that you're more comfortable and lowers his head a little more so you can reach easier.

traps you in a hug and toys with your fingers when he wants you to play with his hair. places feather light kisses on your fingertips and doesn't let you go until you agree to it, for which he gives you a little victorious smile. often reads out a book loud to you when you run your fingers through his hair, and sometimes abandons it in favour of launching a surprise tickle attack at you. makes it up by giving you lots of snuggles and kisses, though.

✦ notes; hehe have something i pulled out of nowhere because i haven't given you guys any content in a long, long time. hhhnngh exams suck and math can go be its own therapist, i'm tired of it. now to disappear again.

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #tears of themis #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce #vyn richter #tears of themis artem #tears of themis marius #tears of themis luke #tears of themis vyn #mihoyo #mihoyo tears of themis #otome x reader #now to continue my keith kogane brainrot bcs why not?#i shall be a legendary pokémon from this point onwards /j

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artemstellation · 2 years

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tot men + dancing together.

artem wing...

.... dances with you in the warm comfort of home. he's a rather private person, and would like to keep affectionate moments between the two of you alone (or maybe your pet can know).

he has a playlist of songs both you and he really like, and he'll play them whenever you're over (he keeps adding new additions every time you mention a new song that you liked to him, and it's really large at this point of time). but he also has this playlist of songs that are soft and slow, and remind him of you ― they're the ones he plays at times like these.

he sneaks up behind you when you're doing something, and hugs you before placing a kiss on the top of your head. he'll slowly intertwine his fingers with yours, and then he'll pull you away from whatever you were doing (it's hard to get mad at him because a; he only does it when he's sure you're not busy and b; he looks really happy).

he leads you through his home, making sure not to bump into anything before finally ending it with a comical flourish that has never failed to make you laugh. immediately tugs you in for a long session of much needed cuddles right after, and refuses to let go until you agree with his bargain of kisses (which i think, is something you definitely don't mind).

marius von hagen...

.... pulls you in for a dance when he's been away from a long time (even though it's only been a day) and wants to spend some time with you (it's honestly just an excuse for him to hold you in his arms).

he hums to a song he's been listening to all week as he twirls you around, but then decides he wants to listen to it again, so he plays it over the speakers, effectively (fake) exasperating you because, well, it's that song again.

he, like artem, pulls you away from whatever you are doing at the moment, but he however, does not have any regard for it; he has a million ways to convince you to take a break and dance with him ― and they work every single time, because he knows what to say and do to.

cuts your dance sessions short so he can kiss you hard enough to leave you breathless, and then swoop you off your feet and carry you around. he only sets you down when he has remarked a very on-brand marius von hagen tease and he's seen your flustered face (even though he pretends he hasn't, only to fluster you further). traps you in his arms so you can't get away from him, but eventually relaxes his hold as he excitedly tells you all about his day (and listens to yours, too).

luke pearce...

.... randomly tugs you along to dance with him at the most random of places and moments (he feels joy when he hears a favourite song of his play, or whenever one of yours comes along, and he wants to share it with you).

his selection of songs is random too ― you can never predict what song will come up when, and what he's going to do then. but his spontaneity is absolutely charming, and watching him have fun is enough to make you want to join him (and all he does is playfully smirk at you as he pulls you alongside).

luke doesn't like disturbing you when you're working (he doesn't like it either), so he stays still up until you're finished with it, or up until he decides that you need a little break. then he carries you away without waiting for a response, and gives you a brilliant smile that doesn't let you be mad at him (because how could you in the first place? he knows this weakness, and exploits it to his full advantage).

rather than actually dancing to a dance, most of the time, he'll be recreating memes and leaves you in exploding laughter, and clutching at your sides. but when he is dancing, he definitely drags you with him, because the more the merrier, or so he says. he can and he will start to chase you around in the middle of dancing, and eventually, tackles you into a tired cuddle session.

vyn richter...

.... likes to act like the distinguished gentleman that he is, and asks for a dance with you (knowing fully that you'll accept, but he likes to watch the smile on your face when he does it).

his records play old, soft and slow songs, that are perfect for starry summer nights, or cold, rainy evenings, or early sunrises ― and leave you warm and fuzzy on the inside (he adores this particular record, and watching his eyes light up as you suggest playing it makes it even better).

most of the time, it's really peaceful around him, and that means you finish your work faster (and maybe, watching him work, makes you want to do yours, too), leaving you with a lot of free time and even more boredom. he immediately recognises your habits to entertain yourself, and makes an offer to you for a dance (the formal way as one would at a ball), as he too, has wrapped up his work (or is taking a break).

slow dancing is something he loves ― his movements are elegant and graceful, as he maneuvers you around with ease (but there's something so him about the way he dances, that it doesn't feel right when you're dancing with someone else). he twirls you around more than usual or dances faster than what you're used to when he's feeling mischievous ― and then chuckles at your pouty face, but falls back into the rhythm eventually. he likes to finish dances together by spinning you around in the air and ending it with a kiss (read: kisses, because he's not going to stop at one).

✦ notes; aaaaahhh i'm so sorry for being so inactive as of late! to make up for it, please have these hcs, and i promise i'll be more active from now on- ily all <3

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + booping their noses.

artem wing...

.... doesn't quite understand what you did. he stares at you with a confused frown, tilting his head as he tries to make sense of what you just did.

you'll have to explain what and why you did it, but it's alright because he looks really adorable trying to store away the information in his mental folder about romance.

hesitantly did it once when you were cooking together. finds your off-guard face really cute (and the laughter right away is pretty adorable too), so does it whenever he finds an opportunity now. gives you the sweetest smile when booped back.

marius von hagen...

.... looks at you, confused for a moment, before he comes to his senses about what you did. then gives you the goofiest grin you've ever seen on him.

turns it into a competition. he'll boop your nose at every opportunity he gets (which is almost a lot of the time) and brings out your competitive side too. you now have a tally of who's booped the most.

sometimes, gives you a kiss on the nose and knocks his forehead with yours after he's given you a boop. moments like those are far and few in between, but they never fail to make your heart flutter. if you do it right back, pulls you into a hug for the rest of your time together.

luke pearce...

.... laughs out loud when you do it. he gives you a wide grin that shows off his little fangs, and pulls you into a hug as he rubs his cheek against yours.

he's always done it to you as a kid, and thinks it's cute that you're getting back at him now. sometimes pretends to be engrossed in an activity to get booped. thinks that your face of victory is endearing (i want a luke, please give me one).

rarely does it back because he wants you to finish getting back at him, but sometimes finds it too difficult to hold himself back, and does it. laughs a lot more at your face, and holds you in another hug as your laughter soon joins his.

vyn richter...

.... stares at you in indifference, before breaking out into a smile. gently flicks at your nose right after, and laughs out louder at your pouting.

feels his heart do a little dance whenever you do it, and shows it in the form of a bright smile that's only reserved for you. sometimes lowers his head next to you whenever you're doing something together to give you more opportunities to boop him.

does it back a lot. thinks the way you scrunch your nose is adorable, and places a kiss on the top of your head right after. gets playful at times and softly flicks your nose instead of booping it, and makes it up to you by bringing you lots of baked treats (ah, i'm hungry again-).

✦ notes; have this little thing i whipped up while i work on that artem one shot. booping is adorable, and enjoy reading~

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + palm kisses.

artem wing...

.... is surprised at first, and then turns into a flustered mess. usually, he's the one giving them to you, so he's kind of disoriented when you return them.

he's got really pretty hands (gosh they're so pretty i just wanna play with them), so maybe doing it while you're holding his hand won't get him that flustered, but, if you just grab his hand out of nowhere and kiss his palm, he grows the biggest flush you've ever seen on him.

turns his head away to try and hide it, but in the end, gives up and looks at you shyly, still flustered to the core, but gains a little bit of confidence (because he wants to return the favour). loops his arm behind your neck, and gently tugs you upward to pull you into a soft kiss while he joins his fingers with yours, and keeps kissing you till you're breathless and laughing at each other's faces.

marius von hagen...

.... is another flustered mess. he's also usually the one teasing you with these type of kisses, so his brain just stops working when you tease him back with the same tactics. marius. exe has stopped working, system currently trying to reboot.

he's also got pretty hands (i've noticed that it's always the artists' who've got the cutest hands) and while he does tease you for staring at them, he gets really flustered when you do something else other than to stare at them to show your appreciation for his hands.

has the cutest little blush on his face, and he looks at anything and everything that isn't you. if you tug on his hand to draw his attention, he grows even more flushed with each passing moment, and so decides to divert your attack by lacing his hand with yours and leaning down to kiss you so hard you think you've nearly lost your mind (spoiler: it worked).

luke pearce...

.... laughs shyly at your actions. he's always open to any form of love you send his way, and kisses of any kind are his favourite ways.

acts all dramatic when you do it, with not-so-loud squeals and him fanning himself like a diva on an overly scripted show. giggles so much after the initial theatrics, and has a constant flush on his face the entire time (he'd look so cute, oh my god).

scrunches his nose whenever you plant a kiss because he's so ticklish, and is trying really hard not to laugh out loud. if you run your fingers along his hand, he'll be shaking so bad from the effort of keeping his laughter in check. takes his revenge by just grabbing you out of nowhere and causing a distraction with kisses while he launches a tickle attack on you.

vyn richter...

.... only smiles at your actions. there's not a lot that fazes this man, and even if it does, he's a pro at keeping his surprise and fluster hidden under his persona.

the only indication of his surprise when you hold on to his palm and give it a kiss are his raised eyebrows, but he recovers quickly and gives you a soft smile as he watches you. a gentle blush rests on his cheeks and ears as he relaxes in your hold (another scene that'd be so cute-).

laughs a little whenever your breath tickles him, and it's so soft and airy that you find yourself laughing along with him. sometimes pulls up your hand and places a few kisses here and there before letting you continue. if you turn those palm kisses into ones all over his arm, he'll laugh and knock his forehead with yours, and place a soft kiss on the crown of your head (someone do this with me, rn-).

✦ notes; asksksk have yet another example of my inability to write consistently for everyone because i literally cannot. hope you liked it, anon!

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #tears of themis marius #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce #vyn richter #tears of themis artem #tears of themis luke #tears of themis vyn #tears of themis x reader #tot x reader #mihoyo #mihoyo tears of themis #otome x reader

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + napping together.

artem wing...

.... naps with you on the sofa in his office. on days where he's exhausted both physically and mentally, taking a nap helps him recharge himself, and he'd also like you to rest, so he asks you to sleep with him.

holds you close to him so gently, tucks his head in towards your neck, pulls your head towards his shoulder so you can rest your head and slowly falls asleep as the scent of his cologne surrounds you, relaxing and you fall into slumber yourself.

often times, tangles his legs with yours in his sleep, and has a habit of holding onto your hand by lacing his fingers with yours tightly. sometimes mutters about how much he loves you in his sleep. will take a nap with you if you want to him to.

marius von hagen...

.... naps with you in his studio. when he's out of interest in completing a painting, he rests himself by doing other things, and naps are one of these activities.

both of you napping by the window as the gentle sunlight trickles through the glass while an unfinished canvas stands is a common sight in his studio. he lays you on top of him, wraps his hand around your middle as he naps, and the dull sound of his heartbeat lulls you to sleep.

he hugs you tighter while asleep, and also changes sleeping positions a lot. you could be sleeping next to each other, but you'll end up waking in his arms as he still sleeps, or with you laying on top of him.

luke pearce...

.... naps with you at his home. you're often over at his residence, so he drags you along with him to rest your eyes from staring at your files for too long.

would like to nap at his shop, but there's too many antiques that he doesn't want to risk. is always the big spoon when you sleep, and holds you with your back towards his chest. places his hand over yours in a comforting way and makes sure that you're asleep before surrendering to slumber himself.

drifts to the other end of the bed in sleep. you'll sleep together, then wake up and find him on the edge of the bed, looking like he's going to fall, but he doesn't really (how is that even comfortable-). also links his pinky to yours and naps like he's a cat.

vyn richter...

.... naps with you in one of the armchairs at home. after a long reading session and looking over cases together, he asks you to rest with him.

he's seated on the chair while you're placed into his lap, and holds you close as he wraps a large blanket around both of you so you don't get cold. wraps his arms tight enough to be comfortable, but not constricting that you're not able to move.

places his head on top of yours whenever you sleep. always wakes up before you, and you'll find yourself waking up wrapped in a ton of blankets because he fears that you'll catch a cold. also holds your hand in sleep.

✦ notes; proper endings? we don't do that in this house. kind of funny that i started this, took a nap, and then continued to write it.

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + k-drama clichés.

artem wing...

.... as the back hug cliché. let's all admit it ― it's used a lot, but we love it nonetheless. it's simply too adorable not to love (i just want someone to hold me, bruh-).

artem often uses back hugs as a way to convey his affection ― while he is extremely good with his words in the court, the same cannot be said about his relationship (don't worry bestie, i too, malfunction a lot). that's why he uses acts of affection to convey his feelings.

does it all the time. does it while you're working, while you're simply standing, or while you're doing an activity together. the contact assures him that you're still there, and soothes his stressed mind (please give me an artem or a rosa, i don't mind either). sometimes gives you soft kisses on your face or on your head depending on how he's feeling. also tucks his head into the space between your neck and shoulder, and naps like those kittens (alexa play heart attack) sometimes while holding you in a back hug.

marius von hagen...

.... as the wrist grab cliché. another overused one, but still loved just as much. marius adores lovingly teasing (read:bullying) you, so i think that this is something he'd do often.

he teases you almost all the time (why are you so annoying-), so when you're just done with his teasing and get up to move away from him, he'll grab onto your wrist (feeling extra single today, huh?) and pull you into a back hug and apologize in a low voice right next to your ear (woo, now i'm the cooked lobster celestine brought-). he just knows what kind of an effect he has on you (and takes full advantage of it, not that i'd mind).

sometimes grabs your wrists to pull you into a hug if you haven't been paying him attention (i'd like to steal some of your attention too/slapped-) when in fact, you had been paying attention to him two minutes ago. he's like a cat. wants all the hugs and attention from you, but gives you a heck ton of teasing about not being able to stay away from him in return (sir, you were the one whining for attention-). if you point it out, he'll pretend he's never said it.

luke pearce...

.... as the piggyback cliché. usually, it'd be the drunk piggyback, but let's pretend that it's not here (because i can't drink, so neither can you).

luke has given you a lot of piggyback rides ever since you've been kids, so it's one of his favourite things to do! he too, has trouble turning his feelings into words, so he turns them into actions, and one of those are piggyback rides (ugh, i am such a sucker for this cliché-). gives you the biggest smile over his shoulder when he's carrying you.

does it when he thinks you're tired from walking around, or if he simply feels like giving you a ride. he runs ahead of you, kneels on the ground and gestures at you to climb on. if you refuse, he gives you the saddest pout and the most pity inducing puppy eyes that he can give you (he looks like a kicked puppy). you can't refuse anymore, so when you agree, throws a smile so bright that you're blinded your way (how does rosa still have good vision after being around him?).

vyn richter...

.... as the smarter than anyone else cliché. vyn's great at reading people, so he can immediately figure people out. he's also great at a lot of other things people wouldn't expect him to be good at (spare some iq, sir, i am as dumb as a rock).

you could be trying out something new (and something you think he hasn't known about), and he'll just take a look and immediately correct you while you stare at him with the most deadpan expression you can give him. gives you another pretty smile, and places a kiss on your forehead as he walks away while you're left there questioning about your boyfriend's range of intellect (and your own existence).

although, thanks to his intelligence, he teaches you a lot of new things! you've learnt a lot from him (more than you could ever learn from school-), and he's always happy to teach you more. sometimes, he pretends not to know something to have you explain it to him, and smiles as he watches your face light up. takes you out on dates to try things he hasn't tried together (which are far and few in between, but it's the thought that matters).

✦ notes; ahahahaha have some for food for my fellow k-drama fans, and i have no idea what i was thinking about when i decided to write this (as if i usually do), but you'll still get it as ✨content.✨

edit; my dumbass forgot to add the tags. please certify me as a true dumbass, thank you very much. 👍

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + making up after petty arguments.

artem wing...

.... immediately apologizes the moment he realises he's taken his little banter with you a tad far from the line (totally not me, can never be me). he murmurs a soft apology to you, as he gently holds your hand.

softly rocks you back and forth in his embrace as he places his head over yours and tries to figure out how to get you to forgive him. makes all the food you like for a while (please cook me something i like too-), and you've probably got half a heart to pretend that you're still mad at him just to continue to eat his cooking.

he's bringing you little things you like as gifts, and does it as long as you take to forgive him. it becomes a new routine for him, and because of that, he now has something you like always at hand, and brings it out immediately when he feels he's gone too far (it's what he thinks, it's not really what's happening, he's just being cautious). takes notes using this as to what counts as a little too much regarding teasing in the future.

marius von hagen...

.... actually doesn't get that he's upset you with his teasing at first, until he notices the small scowl you send his way along with the even smaller tears that are gathering in your eyes.

he panics at this, and mumbles out a very jumbled apology as his hands run wild while trying to explain himself (aka me, my hands can never stay still). spontaneously decides that annoying you until you answer him is his way to get your attention, and then proceeds to properly apologize.

calls out to you repeatedly until you look at him, and then laces his fingers with yours as he softly apologizes to you, like he's unsure about something. places tender kisses along your hands, making his way up slowly towards your face. tones down his teasing a lot for the next few days, deciding that not getting to see your flustered face is better than upsetting you.

luke pearce...

.... stops his teasing and smiles sheepishly at you as soon as he notices your pout and upset expression, moving forward to hold your hands as he knocks his forehead with yours.

places his hands around your face and tries to get your attention to be directed to his way, pulling you back towards him every time you look away from him (aha that'd look so cute-). only decides to stop when he's sure that you won't look away from him after he moves his hands away from your face.

makes faces at you until you start laughing, which isn't actually quite hard, seeing as to how ridiculous they are. keeps making faces until you're distracted, and then tackles you in a tickle attack as he laughs and apologizes to you, and you've got no choice but to forgive him (i'd do it immediately, i can't survive tickles-).

vyn richter...

.... softly sighs and gives you an apology right away after noticing the change in your demeanor towards him, his voice reaching your ears, as he runs his fingers through your hair.

takes a soft but firm hold on your shoulders to seat you down and get your attention on him, as he kneels down in front of you and places fluttering kisses along your knuckles and the back of your hand (i'm down bad for this type of stuff), rubbing gentle circles on your wrists.

with your full attention on him, he apologizes once again to you, as he runs some more kisses along your forehead, and then cracks a pun or two right after (things i'd definitely do). brings you desserts he's baked, with something new each day, even if you've forgiven him (you look forward to them now, and he's basically a master baker at this point).

✦ notes; aha finally got time to sit down and write! i've still got schoolwork to do, so have this for now, and yes, i am a marius type of person, and yes, the closer we are, the more i will tease you <33

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #tears of themis #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce #vyn richter #tears of themis artem #tears of themis marius #tears of themis luke #tears of themis vyn #mihoyo tears of themis #mihoyo #otome x reader #i am seriously considering arson rn /j #the more i think about it #the more i realise that i am a marius kin #marius stans watch out <33

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artemstellation · 3 years

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✦ serendipity (my dear devil) | marius von hagen

the first thing you notice about him are his eyes.

vibrant lilac hues that thrum with amusement and mischief, as they focus on you, while you stand and stare, frozen in place.

the second thing you notice about him is his face. it looks something akin to a supernatural's ― beautiful in a way that can never be human.

a lazy smirk rests on his lips, as he continues to watch you, perched in the summoning circle you made.

the third and final things you notice about him are the horns, the wings and the tail, which sways about just as lazily, until it reaches out and curls tightly around your leg, but you can't find it in yourself to brush it off.

he looks nothing like the lower demon you were supposed to summon for the new assignment.

you're not allowed to rest in your thoughts and the incoming mental breakdown any longer, as his tail yanks you forward, and with a surprised yelp, you fall right into his lap, where he holds you prisoner, languidly wrapping his arms around your waist.

your senses come back to you, and you try and get away from him, but his strong grip locks you in place, and he leans in close.

he brushes his head against your neck, seemingly taking in your scent, before he returns and locks his eyes with yours again. he smirks once again ― and somehow manages to look even more attractive than he already did.

“judging from your eyes, i suppose i'm not the demon you intended to summon, did you, darling?”

he doesn't give you allow you any time to answer, and as his gaze sweeps around your home, he notices the different bags of ingredients that lay strewn across the floor.

“ah, darling, were you trying to summon an imp? you were supposed to use the roots from valerian, not the flowers.”

“thank you for the correction,” you say sarcastically, annoyed at the fact that he's not letting you talk at all.

“but could you perhaps let me know if you're planning on letting me go?”

he tilts his head at you, and smiles innocently, before speaking something in demon-tongue.

the translation flows right into your mind, like it was a built in demon-to-human translator.

“i'm sorry, i don't speak human-tongue, darling.”

“you know i can understand what you're saying since i summoned you, right?”

he looks surprised for a moment, then looks away and grumbles something under his breath, before he gives you a smug grin once again.

“well then, the answer to your question, darling, is no.”

“no what?”

“no?”

“yes, but what are you telling me no to?”

“oh.”

“i need to know since my mobility is at stake here, uh.. what's your name again?”

“first of all, my name is marius. marius von hagen, heir to austin von hagen, demon king of the second realm,” he glows with delight at your surprise with the mention of the words 'demon king'. “second of all, you never asked my name to add the 'again', darling.”

“....”

you ignore your astonishment and his snark comment in favour of looking at him with raised eyebrows, silently asking him once again, if he was planning on letting you go.

“no. i'm not planning on letting you go at all. you're stuck with me until you make a contract with me~”

“and why should i?”

“because i can't go back without you making a contract with me?” he gives you a look that says 'isn't it obvious? duh, dumb human.'

you feel your eyebrow twitch in annoyance.

“but that isn't my problem, marius von hagen. it's yours.” you emphasize on the yours, and he winces in mock hurt.

“ouch, full name already? i didn't even do anything, human.”

“yes, you have. you've done a lot in these past seven minutes.”

he leans in closer, almost expectant of something, of an answer he's probably received a lot of times before.

“oh, and what have i done exactly?”

“you've annoyed me more in that time than my least favourite teachers have by giving me weekend homework during all the years i've studied.”

he sits seemingly stunned at your answer, before pouting at you, and begins to whine like the brattiest kid you've ever seen.

“oh come on! don't you find me the least bit attractive? even a little? not even this much?”

he places his pointer and thumb fingers together towards the end of his question, leaving only a tiny space in between them, as he looks like he's almost ready to cry if you say no one more time.

you shake your head at all his questions, being more and more amused at the way he seemed to deflate with each passing second, his pout growing larger.

it's not like you'd let anyone, especially a higher demon like he is, know that you find people like his type really, really, really attractive.

but damn, you'd really be lying if you said that you didn't want to tug on that choker and those necklaces, just to watch his reactions-

a low whine, one that sounds like your friend's cat when he's denied treats, brings you out of your thoughts.

marius, it appears, is currently having a mental breakdown over your nonchalant (not really) denial of his attractiveness.

you're just about to reach your breaking point, ready to burst into roaring laughter, when he snaps his head up and stares at you huffing, as determination for an unknown reason twinkles in his pretty purple eyes.

it appears that there's a lot of staring going on today, a corner of your mind helpfully supplies, and you snort at it.

it only appears to fuel his decision, the glimmer of his amaranthine eyes growing brighter and bolder.

“well, darling, count yourself lucky! it's not quite often that someone like me gets summoned so easily and there's not a lot of humans who pique my interest the way you do.

that's why i'll make a special contract just with you ― there's only one condition: if you still think the same about me after a month, i'll make any six of your wishes come true, no matter how ridiculous they might be.”

your intuition tells you he wouldn't leave you alone until you make a contract with him, and so, you decide to spare yourself the trouble and accept his offer.

“how do we make this contract, then?”

he smiles in cat-like satisfaction at your response, and you feel his tail brush against your shoulders, his grip seemingly becoming tighter.

“leave that to me, darling,” he purrs, as he takes one of your hands in his, and places feather light kisses along your fingertips, ones that send shivers down your spine.

he slowly makes his way up, reveling in the way your eyes follow all his movements, and finally, places one last kiss that seems to linger on the inside of your wrist.

the mark of a snake as the symbol of infinity appears on your forearm, and it glows just as perse as his gaze does. it rests on your skin, and tingles as a reminder of the pact that you made with the navy haired devil.

all of a sudden, your mind seems to want to tease him, and so tease him you do.

“alright, as it's all said and done, could you perhaps let me go now?”

he only nips at your hand in response.

true to his word, marius does his best to make you change your mind (not that it needs to be changed).

however, his enthusiasm and eagerness make two things very, very hard for you. one, for you keep up the act around him (not that he knows, not that you'd ever let him know).

two, for you to not stare every time he habitually tugs on one of his necklaces with his teeth (something deep down tells you that he does it on purpose to mess with you sometimes, and you're pretty sure that it's true because he smirks devilishly right after).

he accompanied you to your classes one day (he whined so much and threatened to hug you until you agreed to his demands) ― and while you did summon the lower demon you were required to summon for your assignment, and got perfect grades for it (because marius kept reminding you that you're supposed to root, not the flowers, but eventually decided to seize the opportunity and guided you through the process himself).

your teacher seemed to be very pleased and impressed with your summoning of marius, taking you as an example of advanced summoning for the rest of your class, as you watched on while trying not to burn yourself alive from embarrassment (marius seemed quite delighted to see you so embarrassed).

he immediately became one of your teacher's favourites, as soon as they learnt that he was a high ranking demon, the son of a demon king at that, and was soon granted permission to accompany you to all your classes in exchange for answering your teacher's inquisitive questions about the demon race (a little bit of tricking did come into play, although he'd never tell you that).

he's come along every day since ― he has a special seat right next to you in every single class, and his tail comfortably wraps around your wrist, right where his pact mark is, when you're moving between classes (though he's started to do it in class too, because how else would he show all the other demons and mortals around the both of you that you are his human?).

it's been half a month ― and marius has fully made himself a part of your routine (and a part of you wants it to stay that way, for him to continue being a part of your life).

the mornings are especially warm ― you wake up in his arms, as he sleepily gazes at you, and wishes you a good morning.

he sits on the counter as he watches you brush your teeth, and passes you everything from your skincare routine using his vast knowledge of enchantments, and it's now become a weekly occurrence for the two of you to do it together as everything floats around in the air (marius knows he doesn't need it at all, but the thought of spending time with you makes him so happy, he'd agree with anything you wanted to do).

your wardrobe is completely different from before thanks to the demon, who turned out to be super rich, and decided he wanted to give it a makeover (you're pretty sure he's also used a charm or two on the clothes ― because you've never felt this confident in every single piece of clothing you own before).

he joins you as you make breakfast for the both of you, and sets the table while using his magic to season the food when you're occupied with something else (it's comfortably silent when the meal is going on, but his happy expressions eating make it worth secretly practicing different recipes).

the rest of the day is spent the same way ― going to classes as his tail is wrapped around your wrist, him playfully bickering with you, and you replying with a witty comment that makes him grin wide, and retort with one of his own, then coming back home, playing around and finishing your work, ending with slowly falling asleep together as you talk about the most random of things.

you're starting to think you'd give anything and everything to let it be the same way, and for some reason, the thought doesn't scare you at all.

it's finally the end of the month ― and also the end of the contract you made with marius.

he's somber throughout the day, and when you try to cheer him up by making a sarcastic remark, all he does is smile at you sadly (and the lack of a tail wrapping around your wrist, feels cold).

the rest of your classmates are confused over his behavior ― he's always been so loud and exuberant that the change in demeanor worried them all. it does take a lot of reassurance from him to leave both of you alone, but they eventually disperse, throwing words of comfort over their shoulders for him.

the day seems to pass by painfully slow ― and all it does is make you more and more antsy, anxiety steadily clawing its way through your mind, slowly taking over your being.

the way back is so silent, silent enough that maybe, you're not the only one who can hear your heart beating out of your chest every time his fingers brush against yours, or when he subconsciously moves closer to you for warmth as a cold breeze blows by.

home doesn't feel like home, and all you want is for him to tell you that he's playing a prank on you like he usually does, or to come up to you and tease you about being clingy, but it never happens.

the mark on your wrist seems to fade, and it scares you enough to address the elephant in the room, as you notice him sitting by the window, staring at the pouring sky.

“marius?” you call out.

his pointed ears perk up at the sound of your voice, and as he turns around, you notice his lilac eyes are tinged red, like he was crying.

you open your mouth to say something, but are interrupted as he tackles you down, and holds onto you tight, tail once again wrapping around your wrist, sobbing quietly.

all you do is hold him in your arms as he cries, running your fingers through his hair, and when he finally raises his head, you wipe his tears for him, and he leans into your touch, finding comfort in the warmth of your hands.

“why are you crying, marius?” you whisper, for you fear that you would start crying too if you spoke a tad louder.

“i don't want to go. i don't want what we have right now to end, i don't want to be away from you ― i-i think i've fallen for you, and i don't think i'll ever love anyone else the same way i love you.”

you try to say something but he hugs you tighter, sharp nails digging into your shoulders, and it hurts ― but it's the last thing you can care about, not when someone like him is around.

“please don't say anything,” he croaks out, breathing uneven from tears. “please let me stay, stay with you, i'd do anything for you. anything, darling, anything you want.”

“marius,” you begin.

he continues rambling, and doesn't listen.

“marius,” you say again. he whimpers quietly this time.

“marius, you silly devil, will you listen to me now?”

he pauses for a heartbeat, but soon enough, nods against your shoulder, soft hair brushing against your cheek.

“i love you too.”

“what?”

“i said, i love you too.”

this time, he sits up straight and gently cradles your face in his hands, as he looks at you hopefully.

“do you really mean that?” he asks, uncertainty flickering in his eyes, and you smile at him.

“yes, i do. i don't want what we have to end either ― you've made yourself a part of my life, and i don't want it to go back to the way it was before. you've given me warmth, i don't want the cold from earlier anymore, marius.”

he breaks out into a large grin, and traps you in his arms for a strong embrace, one that leaves you smacking him so you can actually breathe and not die confessing your love to him.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, eager and happy.

“you can,” and it's all he needs to tug you in by your collar for a kiss, and you swear you can feel all his emotions through it ― maybe it's a demon thing, but hey, you're not complaining.

you tug at his choker and he jerks forward, nearly slipping. he sighs, and melts in your arms as his eyes narrow down like a cat's, to look at you, and only you.

he reluctantly pulls away, but that trademark teasing smirk of his returns to life as he knocks his forehead with yours and places a kiss on your nose.

“guess i really changed your mind, huh?”

“shush, shut up and kiss me again, you demon.”

“as you wish, darling.”

sure, he's an annoying idiot who annoyed you to the ends of the earth, but he's your annoying idiot now, he's your dear devil.

✦ notes; here it is! the amount of times i nearly changed the draft because ideas kept flooding in- anyway enjoy and lmk what you think, as for me, i think i'll go to sleep since it's 12:30 (am) now! ily all <3

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + spooky dates.

artem wing...

.... takes you to a haunted fair! there's all sorts of supposedly 'haunted' goods for sale ― and while he's not interested in getting either you or him haunted by a spirit, malicious or not, he adores your childlike glee at the items on display and sale.

if he knows a myth or a legend about a display you've seen, he'll tell you all about it ― all the while he softly holds your hand, even if you aren't scared by it. if you'd like to, he'll take you out to one every halloween.

takes you to all the activities there and makes you a cute little air clay pumpkin carving that you can use as a charm.

“for you,” he says as he places a little clay charm in your hands. it so suspiciously looks a lot like you ― but it warms your heart nonetheless.

he knows his way around, and takes you to places where you can eat lots of delicious food. gets very flustered if you kiss him, but eventually relaxes and gives in.

sneaky kisses while hidden under his cape (he bought it because he thought it'd look cute on you, but it ended up being too big, and had to wear it himself), and he brings you along to the woods when you're done exploring the fair, to a clearing to watch the night sky. wraps the large and warm cloak around both of you as he pulls you into a hug, placing feather light kisses all along your hands (maybe nipping at them here and there, too).

“what was that?” he teases, when you squeak at his sudden nipping. he looks at you for a moment, and then buries his head in your neck right after. “you're too cute, you know that? it's not good for my heart to skip so many beats.”

the both of you sit there flustered and comforted in each other's presence, until you break the silence with the appearance of a shooting star. quickly making your wishes, you ask him what he wished for, if he did make one.

all he does is smile the softest you've ever seen, and knocks his forehead with yours, before finally answering your question.

“for me to always be able to stand alongside you, no matter what happens, and to be allowed to love you till the end of my time.”

marius von hagen...

.... much to contrary belief, would like to spend his halloween at home. it's one of the rare times that he can relax with you, without having to bother about work and his actions constantly being judged.

though it doesn't mean that he's going to skimp out on the festivities ― he makes a little fair of your own at the von hagen estate, where everyone from his family to the staff are in celebration.

“doesn't it look good?” he says, chest very much puffed out in pride, as he looks around. the lights hung around shine on his face, giving him a glow ― one that doesn't allow you to look away.

he does steal you away a little while later, throwing a “there's no need to show off your good looks, i'm enough proof of it!” over his shoulder as he grows pouty by the attention you've been giving his family (he knows you were just being polite, but it's your time to spend together, and he's not going to let anyone intrude on it).

spends the rest of the night together with you as he takes you to all the little things he's set up (with careful planning) and makes the most obnoxious pumpkin carvings. steals a kiss here and there while you're distracted and laughs in smug glee at your flustered expressions. pulls you for a dance, and twirls you around until you're laughing so much that it's hard to breathe, and finishes it with a lingering kiss to end the night.

“come on, it was just one kiss!” he whines at you, clinging onto your arm. he only pouts harder when you give him a deadpan, and continues to grumble under his breath, throwing his biggest and saddest puppy eyes that he's able to muster your way.

“maybe give me another one, and i promise won't bother you for the rest of the time!” he says, and cheers loud enough for the whole mansion to hear when you finally agree to his demands, and give him a kiss that he nearly doesn't allow you to escape from.

he, of course, as usual doesn't keep that promise.

luke pearce...

.... takes you to a haunted city tour! he's always adored them (while being scared, not that he'd admit), finding a mystery for him to solve around every corner, in every nook and cranny. he does make sure that you're both appropriately 'armed' ― by that he means two very large squirt guns of holy water.

“just so we don't get haunted”, he says, smiling at you, like it was necessary to do so and to reassure you (even though it seemed like it was more for him than for you).

says he doesn't believe much in ghosts ― though the squirt guns tell you otherwise. holds your hand tightly during every single thing, squeezing it when something remotely as makes a squeak.

he keeps a tight hold on you throughout the duration of the tour, watching out for both you and him. although he wouldn't admit it, your presence helped relax him a lot, allowing him to loosen up and join in with joking around with the tour guide.

when it's all over, he heaves a big sigh in relief. he managed not to get scared in front of you, and actually, even enjoyed the trip, listening to all the stories and the lore. though when peanut appears out of nowhere from a bush, he gets so startled that he jumps into your arms (well, there goes his plan to keep a brave front).

“hey, let's get some food from that new place that opened down the stree ― OH MY GOD!” he shrieks mid-sentence, cutting himself off and jumps into your arms as you surprisingly manage to hold his weight.

something rustles in the nearby bushes, slowly coming through... and it turns out to be peanut. he stares at it, before sighing and hiding his face in embarrassment. all you can do is shake your head at him (while stifling your laughter) and squeeze his hand a little more to reassure him.

he does end up getting a lot more cuddles that night, though.

vyn richter...

.... being his very mysterious (not really) and secretly extravagant self, takes you out to an actual castle which was said to be haunted by rather friendly spirits, in the country where he asked you to travel with him for vacation.

“it doesn't look quite ominous as a haunted castle would,” you say, raising an eyebrow at the looming and eerily beautiful structure.

“well, it is said to be haunted by rather friendly apparitions, so i suppose that it is the reason why it looks so,” he replies, not once looking away from it.

the two of you run amok in the castle, with him somehow having the entire place to yourselves (you think that he owns this place, for some reason, and your intuition tells you that you're right). he tells you a little something about all the people in the large oil portraits hung along the long hallways as you pass by them.

at some point, the two of you get separated from each other ― and you slowly realise that it's getting colder and colder, shivering in both cold and fright, when you hear footsteps and the door swings open. you sigh in relief when you see that it's just vyn, and allow him to help you up and dust your clothes even though he says nothing to you, and his hands being cooler than usual.

he leads you out to the exit, where you see a large wisteria tree, and gestures at you to wait there. he comes by just a moment later, waving at you, and pulls you into a hug, hands warm all of a sudden, and you sigh at the comfort. however, when you apologize to him about being separated, his reply is what leaves you very unsettled.

you pull away from him, feeling guilt gnaw at you for probably worrying him so much, and apologize.

“vyn, i'm so sorry that i got separated from you ― i should've been paying attention to what we were doing. i'm really sorry for making you worry so much.”

vyn looks at you with a face full of confusion, as he responds.“but you were with me the entire time ― although your hands very quite cold compared to what they are now, and you told me to come here for you, too.”

the uncertainty swirling in his amber eyes turns to fear soon, and sure enough, when the two of you look back at the castle, there's two translucent figures waving back at you.

you've never bolted out of a place so fast in your entire lifetime.

✦ notes; aaaaah i'm so sorry i haven't posted in so long ― my allergies have been giving me such a hard time lately, and all i've been doing is sleep, sleep and well, sleep. you know i had to add something actually haunted to this piece ― hope all of you like this <33

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #(🐬) rine's events !#(🐍) s-s-s-spooktober !#tears of themis #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce #vyn richter #tears of themis artem #tears of themis marius #tears of themis luke #tears of themis vyn #mihoyo #mihoyo tears of themis #otome x reader #totally would go on all these dates #esp if it's w/ my boy artem <3 #lmk if you would go on them too!#<33

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artemstellation · 3 years

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✦ florilegium.

✦ about me!

✦ leo, 07/29 | parent to a cute little brat of a cat!

artem wing...

✧ .... staying up the night with you!

✧ .... sharing a scarf with you!

✧ .... finding out that you have fangs!

✧ .... being gifted with flowers!

✧ .... being caught staring!

✧ .... cooking with you!

✧ .... as a k-drama cliché!

✧ .... as a cat!

✧ .... as things my friends have said!

✧ .... as the saga of k-memes! (again!)

(once again!) (one last time!)

✧ .... playing in the snow with you!

✧ .... napping with you!

✧ .... having his nose booped by you!

✧ .... and his favourite thing about you!

✧ .... and palm kisses from you!

✧ .... as your younger boyfriend!

✧ .... helping you with your anxiety!

(cw; mentions of anxiety and anxiety attacks.)

✧ .... comforting you when you're insecure about yourself!

(cw; possible allusions to issues about body image.)

✧ .... trying to make up after teasing you a little too much!

✧ .... and playing with his hair!

✧ .... dancing with you!

marius von hagen...

✧ .... staying up the night with you!

✧ .... sharing a scarf with you!

✧ .... finding out that you have fangs!

✧ .... being gifted with flowers!

✧ .... being caught staring!

✧ .... cooking with you!

✧ .... as a k-drama cliché!

✧ .... as a cat!

✧ .... as things my friends have said!

✧ .... as the saga of k-memes! (again!)

(once again!) (one last time!)

✧ .... playing in the snow with you!

✧ .... napping with you!

✧ .... babysitting with you!

✧ .... having his nose booped by you!

✧ .... and his favourite thing about you!

✧ .... as your tall (because you're short) boyfriend!

✧ .... and palm kisses from you!

✧ .... as your younger boyfriend!

✧ .... helping you with your anxiety!

(cw; mentions of anxiety and anxiety attacks.)

✧ .... comforting you when you're insecure about yourself!

(cw; possible allusions to issues about body image.)

✧ .... trying to make up after teasing you a little too much!

✧ .... and playing with his hair!

✧ .... dancing with you!

luke pearce...

✧ .... staying up the night with you!

✧ .... sharing a scarf with you!

✧ .... finding out that you have fangs!

✧ .... being gifted with flowers!

✧ .... being caught staring!

✧ .... cooking with you!

✧ .... as a k-drama cliché!

✧ .... as a cat!

✧ .... as things my friends have said!

✧ .... as the saga of k-memes! (again!)

(once again!) (one last time!)

✧ .... playing in the snow with you!

✧ .... napping with you!

✧ .... having his nose booped by you!

✧ .... and his favourite thing about you!

✧ .... as your tall (because you're short) boyfriend!

✧ .... and palm kisses from you!

✧ .... as your younger boyfriend!

✧ .... helping you with your anxiety!

(cw; mentions of anxiety and anxiety attacks.)

✧ .... trying to make up after teasing you a little too much!

✧ .... and playing with his hair!

✧ .... dancing with you!

vyn richter...

✧ .... staying up the night with you!

✧ .... sharing a scarf with you!

✧ .... finding out that you have fangs!

✧ .... being gifted with flowers!

✧ .... being caught staring!

✧ .... cooking with you!

✧ .... as a k-drama cliché!

✧ .... as a cat!

✧ .... as things my friends have said!

✧ .... as the saga of k-memes! (again!)

(once again!) (one last time!)

✧ .... playing in the snow with you!

✧ .... napping with you!

✧ .... having his nose booped by you!

✧ .... and his favourite thing about you!

✧ .... and palm kisses from you!

✧ .... as your younger boyfriend!

✧ .... helping you with your anxiety!

(cw; mentions of anxiety and anxiety attacks.)

✧ .... trying to make up after teasing you a little too much!

✧ .... and playing with his hair!

✧ .... dancing with you!

✦ rine's events have...

✧ .... spooktober 2021!

✧ .... au writings!

tags;

✦ (🐅) rine's musings ― my works!

✦ (🐆) rine's random rambles ― random talks!

✦ (🐈) rine answers ― answers to asks i have!

✦ (🐇) answering; ......... ! ― named answers!

✦ (🐧) random ― random posts i reblog!

✦ (🐨) interests ! ― posts regarding my interests!

✦ (🦁) requests; open !

✦ (🐻) requests; closed !

✦ (🐁) important ! ― important stuff!

✦ (🐥) rine and besties ! ― posts with my friends!

✦ (🐬) rine's events ! ― events i hold on the blog!

✦ (🐍) s-s-s-spooktober ! ― tag for this event!

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + cats.

artem wing...

.... as the cat who ignores you when you give it affection, but then meows right after when you get up to leave.

i feel like he's used to giving affection more than receiving it, so he's just bamboozled when it's returned. he does not know what to do or how to respond (i am also said cat, and malfunctioning in the face of affection is one of my special talents). so he just unintentionally ignores what you're saying, but then gets back to his senses when you sigh.

immediately scrambles to apologize and shyly asks if you could do it again (i am dying of cuteness, so i will bring all of you down with me). until he gets used to it, expect him to be like this, and good luck keeping your laughter in check.

marius von hagen...

.... as that one cat who soaks up all the affection you can give it and then immediately proceeds to bite you (aka my cat, i just want some love man). totally not a continuation from the last post.

this annoying but lovable idiot will take all the affection and sweet words you can send his way, and then immediately proceed to tease you about the smallest of things or about your need for his affection (hey, you were the one whining-). gives you a smug smile right after and receives a deadpan in response (i agree with rosa, this man is cute as long as he doesn't open his mouth).

you don't want to do it again, but you do it again because this is marius von hagen, successor of the pax group that we are talking about here, because one, if you don't give him the affection and attention he wants, he'll annoy you for the rest of the day, and two, because he'll drag you away from whatever work you're doing. you don't think you can handle anymore of celestine's teasing, since marius alone is enough.

luke pearce...

.... as the actual affectionate cat who gives you a heck ton of love even when you don't want it (aka the cat i wanted, but never got).

gives you all the love and affection he can! he's telling you that he loves you, gives you kisses, hugs you so well, and takes you out on some of the most fun dates! (he's so precious mum i'm in love-) always gives more than you can take, and will be down to provide you with a heck ton of love even without you asking.

he's slowly turning you into an addict to his affection and attention (what if that was his plan all along? 😳 /j) with how much of them that he gives you. good luck trying to successfully pass a day without craving for this sweetheart's love (spoiler: you failed miserably).

vyn richter...

as that cat who's too smart for it's own good and silently judges you while pretending that it is not (also my cat but remove the smart part 👍).

he's smart, he's cute, he knows it, but he'll still reserve himself for you (pride yourself on this). teaches you a lot of new tricks and things, so much that everyone else at themis is beginning to be scared of how smart you are becoming (you're a pro at weaseling your way out of sticky situations thanks to him).

but he also silently judges you with a smile on his face for some of the stupid things you say (he'd judge me for the rest of his life, then) and do with luke. shakes his head and sighs, and then has the audacity to pretend that he didn't do anything. still loves you though (give me a vyn please-).

✦ notes; hehe this is totally not based off of my statement in the last post about marius being like a cat. also totally wasn't supposed to be a shitpost that turned into a full on post because i was being salty about my cat ignoring me. 👍 enjoy anyway.

- rine

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artemstellation · 3 years

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tot men + playing in the snow.

artem wing...

.... is the kind of person who's the victim of snowball ambushes. this man will take any and all attacks (only if they're from you, otherwise he's going full ham).

likes making snow angels with you. also helps in making lots of snowmen and snow forts. gives all of them names, and takes pictures with you with said creations in the silliest of poses.

if in the mood, he will throw one (1) snowball at you. he just doesn't want to hurt you from hitting you too hard (he's such a sweetheart- i am simping hard). makes you warm hot cocoa once you're both done playing, as he'll wrap both of you in a big blanket so you can both cuddle for the rest of the day (someone please do this with me-).

marius von hagen...

.... is the kind of person who is the one doing the snowball ambushes. he doesn't care who's passing by, he'll still ambush you (vyn has fallen victim far too many times).

makes the weirdest snowmen you've ever seen. the snowmen are all positioned in.. er, quite the creative poses. they all, for some reason, resemble a group of sassy mean girls. also has a whole photoshoot session with them.

has no hesitation in attacking you with a flurry of snowballs. you will not be given any time to dodge or to attack him yourself. he's also going to stuff snow down your jacket with no mercy (that feels so weird) and lock you in a hug to prevent you from getting it out. still, he has the goofiest smile and it's the most relaxed you've seen him in a while, so you let him be (you can get back at him once you're finished playing, anyway).

luke pearce...

.... is the kind of person who protects you from snowball ambushes. he'll act all dramatic as he takes the hits for you, and then tells you to run, before turning around and getting his revenge.

carries his camera around so he can take pictures of you! he's got all sorts of pictures ― ranging from you making a snow angel to silly pictures with each other. he's got this goofy, happy smile on his face and his cheeks are frozen from the cold but it's all worth it because it's time spent with you (ugh, so precious).

also another one who makes you a large, warm cup of hot cocoa when you're done playing. gets you his biggest, fluffiest blanket, wraps you in it like a burrito and then holds you like an octopus so you can't escape from his embrace (honestly, who'd want to?). tells you he had fun as he places kisses all over your face.

vyn richter...

.... is the kind of person who's surprisingly competitive at snowball fights. after being ambushed by marius one time too many, he takes matters into his own hands and returns the attacks when an even more surprising intensity.

does everything you want to do with you. you want to build a snowman? okay, he's already gathering the snow. you wanna make snow angels? he's already finding the best spot for you. oh, you want to ambush the others? of course he's going to join you. also whips out his intelligence and knowledge about almost everything and builds you an igloo.

by the time you return from playing, his hands are frozen, but he doesn't mind it one bit. gets a tad bit mischievous and places his cold hands under your shirt when he hugs you, and laughs when you yelp at him. makes it up to you later by bringing you treats that he's baked earlier and some warm tea, as the two of you sit by the window and observe the new snowfall.

✦ notes; if you are curious, i'm the marius kind of person when playing in snow. i can and will bury you in snow without any mercy, because i'm a gremlin like that. enjoy the food, you simps.

edit; I FORGOT THE TAGS AGAIN.

- rine

#(🐅) rine's musings #tears of themis #tears-of-themis #tears of themis artem #tears of themis marius #tears of themis luke #tears of themis vyn #tot artem #artem wing x reader #tot marius #marius von hagen x reader #tot luke #luke pearce x reader #tot vyn #vyn richter x reader #tot x reader #mihoyo tears of themis #mihoyo #otome x reader

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