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softxsuki · 9 months
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Hello, may I make an URGENT request, please?
Nxx boys with an s/o who isolate themselves when going through a depressive and anxiety induced episode. To the extent that they actively go out of their way to avoid people (including them), they texted them one message about it before leaving them on read) . When they check on the reader, they are super skittish and super anxious about burdening others. S/o insists that they are okay even though they are trembling to the point where they struggle to stand. S/o is anxiously fixating on being "clean" (showering and exfoliating excessively to the point their skin is kinda red, wearing a white oversized shirt ) and being "cold enough" (their place is dark, max ac, fans on max) (they are also just wearing a loose shirt and shorts trying to feel something). In addition, there are red dots on the shirt along the center of their body, indicating fresh self-harm.
(Thank you in advance, and my apologies if It's really specific and it makes you uncomfy)
Tears of Themis Boys Comfort S/O Who Tries To Isolate Themself
TW: Do not read it mentions of blood and self harm, along with poor mental state will make you feel worse, rather than comfort you!
Pairings: Luke x Gn!Reader, Marius x Gn!Reader, Artem x Gn!Reader, Vyn x Gn!Reader
Warnings: mentions of self-harm, fresh cuts, blood, depression, anxiety, poor mental state in general, isolation, feeling like a burden
Genre: comfort
Post-Type: headcanons
Word Count: 3.4k
Summary: In which you find yourself going through episodes of depression and anxiety so you try to isolate yourself from the boys
[A/N: Hello! Firstly, I'm sorry that this was as soon as I could write and post this urgent request for you, but I thank you for being patient and understanding! I tried my best to include as many details as you mentioned, but I did end up leaving some out. As we can see I went a little overboard, but I hope this helps you out <3. Hope you enjoy! Depression and anxiety are so horrible to deal with, trust me I have a few episodes as well, they come so suddenly and they definitely hit hard. Reach out if you ever need to, I'm here if you need anything! <3]
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Luke:
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As your childhood friend, Luke notices that something is wrong the minute you begin to isolate yourself from him
You guys always hangout together, whether it be him walking you home from work, or grabbing a quick lunch together between your busy schedules, both of you always made time for each other
So when you began messaging him that you couldn’t get lunch or see him, red alerts went off in his head immediately
He just wants to make sure it’s nothing serious and wants you to know that he’s there for you if you need him, so he sends you a quick text
You do respond, but your message is short and cryptic; however, after that, all his other messages get left on read
He acknowledges that you clearly need space, so he gives it to you, sending a check-in message to you every few hours as he continues his work for the day
By the end of the day with still no response from you, he decides enough is enough, so he races over to your place
He doesn’t want to be a nuisance and seem overbearing, but he was very worried now, this had never happened before since the two of you began dating
Arriving at your home, your door is surprisingly unlocked so he lets himself in, making a mental note to remind you to not leave your door unlocked when you are home alone…
But he’s met with pure darkness in your home along with a freezing breeze
He enters your room to find you on your bed in only a t-shirt and shorts to cover you from how cold is was in there
He does internally freak out for a moment and thinks the worst–probably stares at you for a while, holding his breath, until he sees your chest rise, indicating you were indeed alive, and only then is he able to breathe again
“MC,” he calls out in a whisper, not wanting to alarm you from his sudden presence as you lie on your bed with your eyes closed in the darkness
It does spook you a bit, but you could recognize his voice anywhere as you open your eyes and question why he was there, in which he quickly scolds you for keeping your door unlocked but sighs as he sits beside you on the bed
“What’s going on?” He asks.
“Nothing, I’m fine” you say quickly
Did you really think he’d believe that? He’s a detective for crying out loud, he could spot a lie a mile away, especially when it came from you, someone he knew for so long now
As his eyes get accustomed to the dark, he notices a dark stain on your shirt and leans forward to turn your bedside lamp on–and then it becomes very clear what was going on…that was blood
“Spill, I’m all ears”
You know he means business, and you can’t exactly hide the blood from your self-harm on your shirt either, so you let it all out; how low you’ve been feeling lately, and how you got a wave of depression and anxiety out of nowhere, hence your distance from him
“I just didn’t want to burden you with all these complicated feelings that not even I can handle. You’re busy with your own work and I don’t want to distract you from that…but I’m sorry for ignoring your messages. I did read them all and I appreciate your support and allowing me some space,” you sigh, feeling bad that he ended up in this mess anyway
“You’re not a burden to me, MC. You’re my lover and my childhood friend, we have a bond unlike any other. You don’t have to pretend to be okay around me. You’ve always been there for me on my rough days, so it would be an honor to do the same for you…I love you…a lot. I hope you know that I’ll always be here for you. The second you need me, I’d drop everything to hear you out and help you through it,” Luke expresses and he reaches out to hold your hand, pulling you into his arms
And just like that you felt a little less lonely through your feelings, you could get through this
After giving you some privacy to clean up your fresh cuts, Luke spends the night with you as he feels a bit nervous leaving you alone. He’d make you some hot chocolate or any kind of drink that you’d like to warm you up as he turns the fans off and lowers the ac, throwing a blanket on you
You wanted to feel something? Well enjoy the warmth this man provides you with as he joins you under the blanket and gets lost in conversation with you for the rest of the night until you both fall asleep
Marius:
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Ahh yes Marius–this man is clingy and obsessive (in a good way) so the second you leave him on read along with only telling him through text that you ‘need some space’ he’s already at your front door, knocking on it
“MC! Honey, it’s me, please let me in,” He pleads loudly. (rip to the neighbors because he’d stand there all night until you decide to let him in)
Knowing how persistent he was, you force yourself up to unlock the door before plopping back down on your sofa, allowing him to let himself in
Thankfully Marius hears your lock click and opens the door himself, but he’s a little taken aback by the darkness in your home along with how freezing it was in there
He flicks on the light by the front door, which makes you flinch from the sudden brightness, and you find him running over to your side to embrace you as soon as he sees you’re only in a t-shirt and shorts in this freezing home
Your skin is as cold as ice as he tries his best to warm you up
“What’s going on? Why is it so cold in here and why did you leave me on read?” He pouts, not letting go of you
You do push him away slightly though despite how comforting and warm it was in his arms
“Nothing, I’m fine. I like the cold”
He squints his eyes at you, knowing you were lying because you weren’t looking into his eyes
Marius inspects your condition one for time, and that’s when he notices the faint dark stains on your shirt–blood, it had to be, unless you were painting with red paint somewhere in your home, but that seemed highly unlikely
“Please let me in,” he says in a softer tone, going a little more serious
This pulls at your heart strings, Marius never got serious unless it came to his father’s company or when danger was around, but you clearly weren’t okay and that made him worry, so you decide to just open up to him
You tell him about your feelings, how you’ve been feeling really anxious and sad lately, and you also explain how you blocked him out because you didn’t want to be a burden to him
“If anyone’s a burden, it’s probably me, beautiful,” he sighs in relief, happy that he finally knows what’s been going on. “Of course filling my fathers place as CEO is a little stressful, but darling, time spent with you is my only time to be myself and to truly relax, even if that means hearing your worries and feelings. It’s my job as your boyfriend to protect you and keep you safe, but I’m failing at my job if you don’t let me in…”
He pulls you into his embrace as tears start to fall from your eyes
“Please let me be your shoulder to cry on, let me be the one who helps you feel alive, who helps you feel something. I’m your person, the one you’ll never feel alone with, just say the word and I’ll take all those burdens off your shoulders”
Slight relief fills you at his words…you really weren’t alone. These feelings didn’t have to feel as overwhelming as they did
After more hugs and a few kisses, Marius makes it his responsibility to clean your cuts up and press kisses to each of them
Afterwards, he’d order some takeout that you like as he offers you professional help if you thought you needed it (he wouldn’t force you, but he wants you to know that there are options and that was one of them) as someone big in the industry, he had many connections and he could find you the best psychiatrist in Stellis with the snap of a finger
But whatever choice you decide to make, just know that he’d support you through it all no matter what
Artem: 
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Intellectual Artem has a more direct approach to helping you out
He doesn’t pick up on you isolating yourself from him that quickly, because he’s always swamped with work, and you usually give him his space anyway when he’s busy
But one weekend when he had the day off and you didn’t reach out to him first, he was a little…sad? Disappointed? Something like that
He becomes worried and messages you but you only tell him you’re fine
Every message he sends after that gets left on read, so he then catches on that you are very clearly not fine
“You can be honest with me, MC. We’re lovers…I just want to be there for you. Please message me when you get the chance,” he messages you
Artem wanted to give you your space, but he was worried. Did he do something to you without even realizing that he upset you? Were you really okay? So his plan of giving you the weekend to yourself goes down the drain as he finds himself at your front door with some homemade food he cooked at his own home and packed for the two of you to enjoy
He knocks softly at your door and clears his throat, “It’s me, Artem” he announces himself, feeling a little awkward…what if he was just overreacting? He was still pretty new to the whole dating scene after all
However, as your disheveled self peeks through the slightly open door, he knows his fears weren’t for nothing
You don’t even get a chance to speak before he’s already opening the door fully and stepping into your home
The darkness of your home along with the freezing temperature hits him like a truck as he turns back to look at you, with furrowed brows…what exactly was going on?
The light from outside illuminates just bright enough where he can see what you’re wearing, a t-shirt and some shorts. You must’ve been freezing
Needing to change the environment around you both, he places the food down and helps you close the front door, opening up the blinds to let in some natural light along the way
Seeing one of your candles nearby, he lights one up and guides you to the couch where he places a blanket over you
He’s quietly studying you, trying to piece everything together, but this is a case he can’t entirely solve on his own
“MC…” he says, not really knowing where to start. “Is everything okay?”
Clearly everything was in fact not okay, and he did notice the blood stains on your shirt, but he decides to keep his observations to himself, you’d tell him if you wanted to
“I’m great. How are you? What brings you here?” You feign interest, you weren’t in the right headspace to have casual conversation
“I know you’re probably holding back and pretending to be okay because you think you’d be a burden to me. Trust me MC, I know how to read you well, you’re my partner after all. I’d be foolish to believe those lies. It’s okay though, I won’t push you to tell me, but just know that you aren’t a burden. You’re the only one I’ve let into my life and I just want to make sure you’re happy. As your man, it’s my job to make sure you’re doing well, and it seems like I dropped the ball, so for that I am truly sorry.”
Not wanting Artem to blame himself anymore, you decide to just tell him everything that’s been going on, from everything you’ve been feeling, and why you’ve been avoiding him, as well as informing him that you self-harmed
It wasn’t like you didn’t trust him, you did, you were just scared to lose him or have him not want to deal with the baggage you carried
Your body began to shake as you explained everything and Artem quietly listened to each word, scooting closer to you as you spoke, so he could hold you, in an attempt to calm your nerves and ease your shakes
“I see…I’m sorry for not noticing sooner. Though work takes up a lot of my time, you’ll always be my number one priority. I’ll do better. I promise,” he sighs, holding you tighter to him as if you’d disappear from his grasp
Even if you reassure him that it isn’t his fault, Artem takes this very seriously and would work more on checking in on you throughout his day, no matter how busy he is
“I know you’re going through a tough time right now. I’m not sure how I can be truly helpful other than just giving you my support, but we can look for a professional's help as well if that's something you’d like to do…” He brings one of your hands up to his lips and leaves a lingering kiss to your skin, “You’re not alone, never. It’s okay to reach out for help when you need it. You can reach out to me anytime, even if you just need to hear my voice. I’ll always make time for you MC, I love you. I promise we’ll get through this together”
After everything, and once you’re a lot calmer, he’d put on a movie for you both to watch as you eat the food he brought, making a mental note to check out your wounds later on, but for now he’d try to keep things bright and hopefully distract you, even if it was just momentarily
He does take a few days off of work so he can stay by your side and give you the support you need as you decide what step you want to take next
Vyn:
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Nothing slides by Vyn, this is his specialty after all
You and Vyn frequently got together to drink tea and just talk about life or go on walks at a nearby park, Vyn always made time for you at the end of his day after seeing patients all day
So when you text him to cancel your plans one evening, he already knows something is up
“Something came up, I can’t go out this week. I’ll text you when I can,” you message him
“I am coming over,” he responds immediately, pulling his things together as he heads to you
Though he does have a spare key to your place, he doesn’t use it, knowing that suddenly invading your space, especially when something was obviously going on with you, wouldn’t be a great idea
“Darling, mind letting me in? I would like to speak with you if that is alright,” he speaks calmly through the door, knowing you were probably expecting him and listening on the other side somewhere
It takes a while. It’s silent, which worries Vyn as he debates whether he should just let himself in, but his worries vanish as soon as he hears your lock click open and the door slowly creaks as you open it
“My love,” Vyn whispers, eyeing the darkness behind you as a chill hits his face from the open door, but he keeps a smile on his face, needing to remain calm and not act shocked or alarmed which could potentially scare you off or have you close your heart to him, “Can I come in?”
You nod softly and open your door wider so he can come in, you were expecting him anyway since he said he’d be over soon
Vyn is still in his doctor coat which he slings over your shoulders, noticing you’re only wearing shorts and a t-shirt when you had the ac on blast. It was freezing in your home
He turns on a small lamp, not wanting to blind you with the bright light of the room, but needing to change the feel of your home subtly
Taking a seat on your couch, he pats the spot beside him, eyeing your bloody shirt until you’re seated
“May I?” he asks, gesturing to your shirt and whether he could see the damage you made. You knew there was no hiding things from Vyn. He was used to this and probably already knew what was going on, so you hesitantly nod, sighing in defeat as you begin to shake
You were scared of what he’d say or think about you after seeing your fresh cuts…
Vyn gently lifts your shirt and takes in the sight of your cuts with a neutral expression, then walks away to get some supplies to bandage you up so they don’t get infected
When he returns with a first aid kit, he quietly and softly cleans you up before speaking again
“I am all ears if you would like to say what led you to do this? And before you say it, no you are not a burden, no I am not upset, and no I do not hate you, darling. I am still very much in love with you despite how much it pains me to see you hurt yourself like this. I would just like to understand from your perspective if you would let me in,” he smiles softly, ready to hear you out
And as if he had some kind of magic pull on you, you find yourself revealing everything to him, from the complicated emotions and episodes you’ve gone through for the past few days, to how it all led to you eventually harming yourself, so you could feel something for once…something other than your depression and anxiety
He understood now, from your isolation, to the state of your home, and your desire to feel something, hence why it was so cold in your home and why you were wearing shorts despite how cold it was. All the pieces started to come together in his head
Vyn takes your hand in his now that he finished treating your cuts, he laces your fingers together as he speaks, “I first want you to know that what you are feeling is normal. It happens to a lot of people who are not aware of how to properly cope with these intense feelings. Depression and anxiety are more common than you think, but perhaps taking matters into your own hands caused you to feel worse?”
“Perhaps,” you nod, agreeing with his words. This was something you always tried to deal with on your own, which is why you tried to isolate yourself in the first place, you didn’t want to drag anyone else into your problems, you felt this was your own burden to carry
“Now…speaking not as a psychiatrist, but as your boyfriend, I want to say I care about you more than anything in this world. You are the light of my life, the one and only person I look forward to seeing everyday, so please do not lock me out of your heart, darling. It is my actual job and my duty as your lover to ensure you are okay. But you can count on me to help you through this if you would allow it”
Whether you take his help or not, he’d still show you his love and support for whatever decision you make
After a few hugs and more chatting, Vyn would make you some tea to calm you down
He’d squeeze you into his business day if you choose to seek counseling with him…after all he’s the only person he’d trust to truly help you through this
Through the good and the bad, Vyn will always remain by your side and hear you out, even with your smallest issues
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D
Posted: 7/18/2023
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vyntilador · 1 year
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Let Me Cherish You
The boys catching you talking oh-so affectionately about them🫶
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Genre: Fluff / Romance
Character/s: Marius, Artem, Luke, Vyn
Fandom: Tears of Themis
A/N: me rn screaming into my pillow and getting all giddy writing vyns part LMFOAOAWHSHAHAAHH
(you talking is color red, marius is purple, artem is blue luke is orange n vyn is green btw)
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𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼
You were over at his family home havinf a small chat over tea with his father when he suddenly raised the question; "What did you find in Marius that made you love him?" You pondered the question for a moment, gathering it all and smiling to yourself as you thought more about him. "Well, for starters, I love his eyes. That maybe sounds a bit basic but I love the way he looks at everything as if it's the most priceless thing in the world. He uses everything he sees as an inspiration either as a painter or a businessman. Even if he had this.. 'annoying' laid-back attitude, I admire him for still being able to make me smile and comfort me in dark times." You were unaware of the smile blooming on your face as you kept going. "In all honesty, there's kind of a lot of things I like about him. Maybe some, I haven't found yet or some that are just so amazing that I can't put it to words." Austin von Hagen laughs softly and later then turns his gaze into the doorway where his son stood, frozen and staring fondly at his lover.
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𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓶
(god he deserves all the wholesome energy in the world so here😭)
You and Artem were stationed in an orphanage for a task in the law firm. The job you were given was connected to a child that resides within the orphanage which led you to your situation right now. You were sat on the floor with a number of children surrounding you as they 'interrogate' you. "Miss, is he your husband?" A little girl speaks up, her big, innocent eyes gazing into yours as if she sees your soul itself. "Uhm, no—" You were taken aback by the child's sudden inquiry that you stuttered slightly. "Mr. Wing is my co-worker. He's not my lover." You smiled sweetly at the child as you explained to her. "But how come you act like a married couple?" What..?—"Yeah! My mommy and daddy act exactly the same!" two kids now spoke and your panic increases. "Missy, if you're not married, then surely you like him, right?" A little boy asks and you sigh internally at the sudden turn of events. "Look! Miss attorney is turning red!" Many of the kids cheered and you sighed once more, not knowing how to deal with them. The children begged you to answer their questions and you were left with no choice. "..Yes, I kinda like him." You responded in a soft and quiet tone, making sure he doesn't hear. "But why do you like him?" a child asks, gaining the other kids attention. "Why do I like him..?" you ponder for a moment then spoke. "Well, he's really kind. Whenever I'm working, he's always looking out for me. And also, I look up to him! He's such a great person overall that I want to be like him. And.." "Look! She's smiling! " A little girl interrupts and the room full of children erupt with cheerful voices. "That's what my dad always does whenever mom comes home from work." The hoard of children discuss amongst themselves once more and you felt helpless until the sweet sound of a voice all too familiar was heard amongst the voices of the children. "Hey now, let miss have some rest. She's been very busy and I want you all to take good care of her, not tire her, okay?" "Okay!" the children agree in unison. Artem smiles to himself as he thinks of the words you described him as. He makes sure to stop by at the flower shop before going to work tomorrow.
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𝓛𝓾𝓴𝓮
A karaoke booth packed with 'adults' screaming singing their hearts out. That was the kind of situation you were currently in with Luke and your old classmates. Luke held the microphone in one hand while his eyes were trained on the tv displaying the lyrics. Your gaze stayed unmoving on him until somebody spoke up from beside you. "So, you still like him?" You whip your head to the direction of the voice to see one of your old best friend along side Luke back then snickering. You stayed silent, not knowing how to answer. More of your friends heard the topic of discussion and crowded around you for an answer. "What'dya like about him?" "If I had to guess it's probably his academic ability." "No! Not only that! Look at his build." "I can't believe you guys only look on the outside. It's his personality!" They all argued about which it was you liked about him but the answer was clear in your heart. "I don't like him just because he has a well built body or he's very intelligent but, I love him because he's always sincere. Ever since we were children, he was always honest with me. He never hesitated to do anything just to cheer me up and I love him for that. Though, I think he's gotten used to basically throwing his own well-being away just to save me and I wanna keep his mind at ease that it's not only him that has to protect the other. I'll protect him too, even if I'm not really capable." The girls that swarmed around you all swooned and squealed in excitement, saying how your love story would be just like a kid's fantasy novel about princesses. A blush bloomed on your face, mimicking the color of red flowers while trying to avoidtheir gazes but what you were unaware of was that Luke was looking straight at you the whole time, falling in love all over again.
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You were only supposed to bring him lunch when you're suddenly swarmed by his students, all asking you questions as per your sudden appearance within the school. All the female students all talk amongst themselves while the others interrogate you and suddenly, a voice pierces through the noisy atmosphere. "Wait! You're all asking the useless questions! Miss, are you and Professor Richter dating?" The room goes quiet as all the students' attention turns to you. They all move closer to you demanding an answer and you sigh, defeated. "No, we're just..." as you thought of an answer, you suddenly cut yourself off , thinking if you were friends, acquaintances, work partners or...lovers. "... friends?" you finish your answer in an unsure manner. The students scoff and others laugh. "Come on miss, we're psychology students. There's no way in this green earth that Professor Richter looks at you like that and you're only friends!" students all agree and nod as they talk loudly once more. "Well, let's just say you're just crushing on him, what do you like about Professor Richter?" A rosy tint slowly emerges to your cheeks as seconds pass while you thought deeply about it. "Well— uhm.." you sigh and just decided to speak your thoughts. "He's very kind and caring. The moment I saw him, I already felt comfortable around him, with that soft expression he has. He's good both inside and outside. And uhm, please don't tell him but, I was already captivated by him on our first meeting. I mean— if you'd all just seen how cute and...attractive..? he was! I swear, I could've melted right then and ther—" the sudden sound of a low chuckle in the tone and voice you're all too familiar with interrupts your words as you look up and see all the students' eyes wide while some cover their mouths and you slump knowing that he's right behind you. "My rose, can we speak privately for a moment?" his voice was calming and smothered with loving affection and you take a quick look at the students again all hurrying out the room to give you privacy all the while snickering amongst themselves. "I've told them to get home as soon as classes are dismissed but they still don't listen." he takes a few steps to stand in front of you and he puts his finger underneath your chin to gently tilt it upwards so that he can lay his eyes upon your face. "But I guess I have them to thank for letting me overhear how much you adore me." he takes your hand in his and gives a chaste kiss on the back of it. "How about a dinner date then, my love?"
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A/N:this shit messy fr💀
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hecalledme-jagi · 2 months
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Can we just take a second to talk about how Artem looks at Rosa?? Like this man clearly adores her long before they started dating and it’s so obvious, that it hurts.
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LOOK AT HIM! ROSA HAD BARELY STARTED FEELING ANYTHING FOR ARTEM AT THIS POINT AND HE JUST!!! _| ̄|○ He looks at her with so much tenderness and all the while he’s under the impression that he’s struggling to communicate how he feels??? Sure, he’s a clumsy dork when it comes to romance, but his eyes say so much more than any romantic gesture he could possibly conjure up or whatever poetic words he might want to say. Those eyes express a very deep longing to treasure and cherish. He wants, and is content with, experiencing the mundane things in life at her side and it KILLS ME 😭 he’s happy, beyond compare, watching the waxing and waning of her expressions and feeling her warmth.
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AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON HIS BIRTHDAY INVITATION! Out of ALL the First Birthday invitations, Artem’s was my absolute favorite(and it’s probably my favorite invitation of all time). For one thing, it’s stunning, but it’s so unbelievably soft T^T!!!!!! The gentle way Rosa shifts closer to Artem, the way he gently holds her hand and blushes when she gets closer. The adoring look on his face and the soft smile on hers! UGH!! And it only gets better when you think about how she spent DAYS recreating an iconic scene from Artem’s favorite movie!? As a movie buff myself, Rosa’s actions spoke volumes! She dedicated so much of her personal time to get Artem a gift she knew he’d love. I wouldn’t be surprised if Artem fell in love with her all over again after that!
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And after they start dating, he just continues to be more loving!? Some how his gaze becomes EVEN SOFTER!? HOW!? TELL ME! HOW!? If a man looked at me the way Artem looks at Rosa, I’d actually die. Out of all the leads, I think I love with way Artem looks at Rosa the most. It’s such a gentle and adoring expression that is 100% content with just looking. Just observing. The way he looks at her makes you think he’s committing every micro expression to memory and tracing every contor of her face, so that if there ever comes a day that he can’t see her face, it’ll be permanently seared into his very soul.
AUGJRVWWejtbegw AND IT GETS BETTER! They revealed, during the Cue The Champion Event, that Artem keeps a polite distance with Rosa when they’re in public, meaning he’s probably pretty shy about PDA, so he makes up for it through his loving gaze(thats how I’m interpreting it anyway :3). Artem and Rosa, in my humble opinion, create a very warm atmosphere around each other without having to express their affections verbally or physically. Any bystander could tell the two love each other just by seeing how they look at each other. Just by seeing how Artem looks at her. UGH JUST LIKE IN THE MYSTERIES OF BAKERLON EVENT! He’s composing a wordless love letter (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)
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I’m mostly adding this card just for fun, but there’s just so much affection Artem carries for Rosa and as much as I love the other leads, Artem holds a very special place in my heart that I just can’t ignore 🥺
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thegirlwhoimagined · 1 year
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Ah yes, Mr. Artem "I don't look like it but I'm a whore for my significant other" Wing.
This man is the most malewife I've ever seen. He's the simp you'll see in twitter where he's like "my wife is angry, pls kill me now"
OH MY GODDDDD
YES YES YES
I fucking love this cause it's so true.
I just imagine him waking up in the morning for work and he's about go about his routine but then he suddenly turns to the side to see you sleeping and just stops.
He lies back down and goes closer to her and just sits and admires you. Because he can't believe you're with him. He caresses your face gently and it makes you wake up. And then you both greet each other like the lovesick fools you are, and maybe, for the first time in his like, Artem is late to work😉
Like, for so many years his morning routine was
Get up
Swim for an hour
Have a bath
Have Breakfast
Clean up
Read
Go to work
But once he gets together with you and you start living together, it becomes:
Get up and admire Rosa
Exercise with Rosa
Have a bath WITH ROSA
Have breakfast with Rosa
Clean up with Rosa
Talk to Rosa
Go to work with Rosa
And he loves it. He loves every second of it. He loves that his day starts and ends with you. And he's miserable when he has to leave to do consultations in other countries without you. I'm like 90% sure he often brings you with him because 'she's my partner wink wink'
And don't even get me started on his malewife ways. Food is literally this man's love language. He loves cooking for you and with you(idk if you saw his recent event where he basically shifted everything in his kitchen so it would be at reachable height for her, bought lighter pans so they'd be easier to lift for her, put protective cases on knives for her I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN). He often makes you breakfast in bed because its very rare that you wake up before him. Cleaning destresses him and when he gets to do it with you, it feels all the more domestic and cute.
Whenever you both close a case, difficult or easy, y'all have a ritual of filling up a tub with bath bombs and salts and sitting cuddled up in it while drinking champagne and eating chocolate. And of course bathtub sex🤭🤭
He loves planning and going on dates with you. Picnic dates, lunch dates , shooting range dates, study dates, museum dates, maybe arcade dates too. You name it, he does it.
Just Artem being deeply in love with you and never wanting to hide it🥺😭
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SSR :: I’ll be here
warning :: angst/comfort :: spoilers for chapter 6 part 2,nightmares (mentions of injury (artem, others), mentions of blood, knife (held against throat - no injury), mention of death / dead body), crying, comfort
artem x gn reader (reader as the MC) | anthology
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a-n: this is my first ToT piece! I was inspired by the aftermath of chapter 6 and really wanted to add some reality to it all - plus I love Artem
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Its suffocating, but you gasp through the pain. Lifting yourself from the ground to gather your barring's, you feel for something to grab onto. It feels like you’re choking, desperately trying to catch your breath but, no matter how hard you inhale you can’t get enough. 
Calling out sounds more like a strangled croak than the usual sound of your voice, and though you’re finally starting to understand, you wish you weren’t. 
Everything comes rushing back so quickly. Images of wandering through the halls, searching for answers, holding nervous conversations with the man at your side. You can see his face so clearly; the soft smile, the guiding direction he provides in the darkness, the blush creeping across his cheeks every time you poke fun at him. You know that face so well, so why is the man sitting tied, bloodied, and bruised behind the glass so foreign to you? Why is it so hard to accept who it is: your partner, your confidant, your ... 
“... artem...” you gasp, straining against the pressure in your throat, the emptiness in your lungs. Your hands crash against thick, tempered glass. Your legs wobble, unsteady as if you’ve never used them before. Resting your forehead against the clear wall, you bang against it with a trembling fist, but the man on the other side doesn’t move. 
Behind you, someone is laughing. A maniacal, spine shivering laugh but when you looked to find out who, no-one is there. 
“It seems like you’re too late,” the laughing voice rumbles through your glass prison. Eerily you watch as a ghostly hand lifts the lifeless head of Artem, “if only you’d moved a little faster and given him what he wanted. It’s a pity, really, for a face this pretty to be ruined like this.” There was a strange sound that drew your attention, but it was getting harder to see, harder to breathe. When you finally spot where the noise came from, you watch in horror as a man with his back to you grips a splintered stick and thick, red liquid drips below him. He shakes but never looks back at. “Finish it.” The ghostly voice commands and, as if on que, he crumbles to the floor surrounded in oozing blood. 
With your knees finally giving way, you crumble, gasping, tears straining your eyes. A scream you aren’t sure is even human rings through your prison while you claw violently to reach Artem. He doesn’t move, no one moves, and the last thing you see is your own reflection holding a knife to your red coated throat. 
You awoke screaming. Every nerve in your body is electrified, violently burning as you launch yourself from the bed, gasping for air. Something falls from your nightstand, your bed creaks from the sudden movement, fingers curl like vice grips around the tussled sheets around you. In your fear, you try to rationalize what just happened; it was just a dream -- but it reflected so many of your memories. 
You knew what it was like to be so cold that your body tenses up, to be so frigid that you can’t stop shivering, but this was worse. No matter how much you wrap yourself in your arms, the tremors rippling through you won’t stop, and all you can do is collapse into the sheets: defeated. 
You aren’t sure when you reached for your phone, couldn't remember typing out the words you were staring at, but there they were, white and blaring in front of you. 
Are you awake?
There’s no way he’d see the message. It was almost three-o-clock in the morning. Any reasonable person would be asleep right now. You would be too but there’s no way you’d manage to fall back asleep now. Every time you close your eyes you see him, and the tears come rushing back. 
It was then, as you lay on your side in a ball that your phone came to life. The soft ring vibrating your hand; he was calling you. 
“y/n?” his voice tugs at your heart, the comforting richness of it forces you to bite back a sob. “What’s wrong?” 
“... I’m sorry,” you manage to reply, even though your voice cracks, “... did I wake you?” 
Artem is silent for a moment, the sound of a steady click comes through on his end of the line, “No, you didn’t wake me.” Another pause. If he were here, what kind of expression would he have - one of annoyance maybe? “You sound distressed, did something happen?” 
How were you going to explain to him what makes you scream in the middle of the night, what’s causing you to shake uncontrollably, what nightmares plague you night after night. What right did you have to disturb him in the first place. 
“y/n ...” 
“ ... I had a nightmare,” you answer, even though the pitiful confession forces you to hide your tear stained face in the mattress. 
“Hold on,” Artem replies.
“Okay,” you cry, and listen to the sound of his breathing. 
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By the time you hear the knocking at your front door, your body has begun to still, your heart is no longer lost in turmoil and your thoughts are a bit clearer. Artem stayed on the phone but didn’t say much until his soft, “I’m here,” slipped through. Letting the phone fall from your hand, you slowly wrap yourself in the lightest blanket you have and make your way out of the bedroom. 
The cool autumn air seems to seep through the windows. The cold hardwood chills your bare feet almost instantly as you make your way down the hall and toward the stairs to the lower floor. From your loft, you can see the blue light spilling in from outside, the white of the moon and artificial lights from the streets stretch the shadows of your furniture. Pausing on the final step, you feel an unease wash over you. The shimmer of the large window, the reflection of yourself in the dark glass brings your nightmare back to the surface. When the soft rap at your door sounds again, you jump. 
Wrapping the blanket around you, you make your way toward the door not caring to look through the peep hole. Its quiet, save for the mechanical whir from your kitchen and the creak of the front door opening. Though nothing sounds as loud as your fluttering heart when your eyes finally land on the face of the one person you desperately want to see. 
Artem, hand still holding the phone to his ear, brows furrowed, hair a mess and clothes hurriedly put on, stands in front of you, eyes full of worry. Suddenly, you feel exposed in front of him but try as hard as you might to compose yourself, you can’t hide the way your hand trembles around the doorknob. 
“... you didn’t have to come,” you mumble, voice riddled with guilt for wasting his time. Artem lets out a soft sigh but his lips curl into a smile. Quickly, he puts away his phone so he can take your hand in his, the warmth of this thumb as it caresses your skin brings grounding to your troubled heart.  
"Of course I did," he reassures you, but instead of removing your worries, it makes you break. Hot tears roll down your cheeks as the terrors crawling through your memories take over once again. You tighten your grip around his hand while he takes you inside the privacy of your home, wraps his arms around you and holds you. “I’m so sorry,” he laments as his face becomes lost in your hair.  
You’ll have to make up for the tear stains on his clothes and the unprofessional way your hugging him, but for now you can’t seem to find the line that’s blurred by your desperate desire to keep him close.
Images of him taking blow after blow, the sigh of his face when you choose him over your own life, the death that followed just when you thought it was safe to open your eyes again. 
Of course your nightmares weren’t real, but the experiences that caused them were. 
You start to tremble again and that’s when he decides to move. “You need to rest, let’s head to the couch.” Artem slowly guides you toward the couch and helps you sit. Instinctually, you turn into him, away from the windows. “I’ll only be a moment,” he affirms, thumb passing over your cheek to wipe away the tears lingering there. You nod but don’t let go of his sleeve. Artem smiles at you but it seems sadder than normal. Kneeling, he makes sure you can see him, makes sure you can feel him as he places his hand on top of the one gripping his clothes, when you finally look his way, he speaks. “I promise, I’ll come back.” 
You nod again and, this time, let go. 
The world seems out of phase around you. Sounds in the kitchen, lights of passing cars, somewhere in the distance a dog barks, but in your mind it’s swirling, and you can’t get it to stop. 
“Here, drink this,” Artem lifts your upturned, lifeless palms until they wrap around the warm cup he’s placed there. Your fingers feel like ice but this helps. “It’ll warm you and help you sleep.” 
“I don’t want to sleep,” you say matter-of-factly. It comes out harsh because of your fear. The couch dips as Artem takes up the space at your side, you feel his hand against your arm as he fixes the blanket that’s fallen and exposed your skin to the morning air. He’s about to speak but you cut him off, “please,” you start, eyes welling with tears as you look at him, “I can’t go through that again. I ... I can’t watch you --” the words catch in your throat, your eyes move widely across his every feature - at his hand that hovers, unsure if he should touch you, his lips that turn into a frown - you see it all, and for a split second you swear bruises begin to appear where they shouldn’t be. “I can’t --” With pain in your heart, you cover your eyes. it’s in that moment Artem moves the drink to the coffee table so he can pull you against him. 
“I’m here. I’m alive and right here --” he repeats like a mantra against your ear, his hand pulls your face to his chest while his arms lift you until you are laying practically on top of him. 
The blanket has fallen but his body temperature is keeping you warm, the back of the couch pushes you further into him, and though the tears keep falling, you begin to focus on the sound of his beating heart. 
“I didn’t protect you then,” Artem’s voice cuts through the noise of your mind, his apology spills from him like a parent who let their child wander to far. Artem is your friend, your mentor, a person you care for deeply; to think he would be regretful for something he couldn’t control, it must be the same type of feeling a teacher has for their student. “I promised to do so and I failed. I won’t again.” He seems lost in though, in his own head as he speaks. It’s like you’re hearing something not meant for you but, nevertheless, as his grip around you tightens, it brings a comfort you never would have found on your own. 
The suns light begins to peek out across the horizon. The sound of your upstairs neighbor shuffling across the floor tells you the world is starting to wake but you don’t want to listen, so you burry your face further against him.
“...Artem. I know we aren’t ... that you don’t ...” ---  care for me the way I do you --- “... will you stay?”
He adjusts slightly, just enough so his hand can rest on your arm and his fingers can pass through your hair. The top of your head starts to warm and, when he speaks, drops of relieved tears fall his way, “I’ll be here.” Is all he ever has to say.
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moonstruck-writing · 1 year
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Title: Soaring Pairing: Artem Wing x Rosa | Tears of Themis Rating: T C/Ws: Pre-relationship, canon-compliant, fluff, teasing, slight dom/sub undertones (Dom!Rosa&Sub!Artem) Requested by anon: Hello! This will be my first time reading your work, so if it’s alright, may I request Artem x Dom!Rosa for the prompt “putting your hand on your S/O’s thigh to see their reaction”? But it’s Rosa touching Artem’s thigh during a meeting or something hehe. (He must be so red 😆)Feel free to ignore! Thank you :) Word count: 2k A/N: first of all, I am sorry for taking so long to complete this request!! I was really happy to receive it, and then life happened :/ I hope it can still reach you somehow and that you enjoy it, anon <3 I did it pre-relationship, because I think it suits this prompt more (and they weren’t in a relationship in the Global server yet when you requested this).
It was a cold and quiet evening at the NXX headquarters. The artificial lights felt slightly brighter than usual, now that the days were beginning to be shorter.
“Here, drink it while it’s still hot.” The fog emanating from the hot beverage preceded Artem’s figure. Rosa took the mug from him, and he sat down next to her on the sofa.
They both allowed the warmth to spread from their palms to their bodies. They were taking a break from going over a recent case the NXX had uncovered. Artem had been the first to know, so he and Rosa were doing the initial contact and preliminary investigation. The small coffee table was completely covered with a laptop, a tablet, their phones, and the information that Artem had printed at Themis before they left the office and came here.
There was no space to put the mugs on without putting everything in danger. So they both blew on the contents of their respective mugs, sipping carefully to not burn their tongues.
“I can’t believe you don’t need to drink coffee,” Rosa said looking over at Artem.
“You’re not drinking coffee either.”
“Yeah, but I’m drinking tea!” Rosa looked down at her mug as if to prove her point. “How can you still have so much energy after a long day?”
Artem wanted to say that wasn’t true, but he simply chuckled lightly. Yes, he had built on his stamina over the years, and his capacity to spend long periods of time focused on cases was better than when he had started working at Themis. However, that wasn’t the reason he didn’t need to drink coffee in situations like that.
The reason was her.
Being alone, without any of the other members of the NXX wasn’t something so uncommon, but Artem still wasn’t used to it. Being with her here was so much different than being in the office. The atmosphere was more intimate, and that made him nervous, shooting incredible amounts of adrenaline into his blood. Honestly, the number of hormones his body produced whenever he was around Rosa was enough to supply an entire coffee factory, so of course he didn’t need to drink coffee.
But that was something he wasn’t going to tell her. He didn’t think he was good enough at concealing his emotions so that Rosa would be surprised when she heard the truth, but he still had his pride. And it wasn’t like he meant to conceal what he felt. He simply wished to impress her.
“How have you been sleeping lately?”
Rosa made a surprised sound while she sipped on the tea. He didn’t mean to ask something so personal and… motherly? But he had few ideas about what topics to bring up to get to know her more.
“I don’t want to answer that,” she replied smiling. “The exhaustion seems to find me all the time except when I’m about to sleep.” She sounded nonchalant, almost as if she was saying the opposite of what came out of her mouth. Artem couldn’t help worrying.
“There are relaxing teas you can try before going to bed.” He looked at her attentively.
“Oh, believe me, if I was more relaxed, I’d be falling asleep right now.” Rosa joked, slipping down on the sofa now that her mug was only half full. “Not that you’re boring or anything like that though!” She quickly rushed to explain. “But I’m so comfortable with you, and we’re sitting down on a sofa, and I had so many deadlines this week…”
Artem looked warmly over her, laughing softly. He wanted to tuck the stray hairs that were falling over her eyes and cheeks, but he wasn’t sure about breaking the distance.
“And now I’ve dragged you here,” Artem said, half-jokingly, half-worried. He reprimanded himself internally for not noticing her struggles sooner. It seemed that as much as he paid attention to her, he still had a long way to go.
“And I thank you for that,” she replied with conviction in her eyes. The sudden change in her features to a more serious gesture caught Artem off guard, and he looked away, pretending to have remembered the table full of papers.
He tried focusing on something, anything but the speed at which his heart was beating and the warmth that wasn’t being caused by the hot chocolate but by the fresh image of Rosa’s look on his mind. However, it didn’t work. He didn’t understand why any change in her behaviour that he didn’t expect was able to throw him off in such a way, and he wanted to get over this as fast as possible. But that wasn’t fast enough.
Rosa stared at him, wondering what was so interesting that had him suddenly lost in thought. She felt a tinge of jealousy covering her curiosity, and it annoyed her. It annoyed her that she didn’t know what or who was in Artem’s mind even when he was next to her. So she had to act.
With a new resolution distracting her from the tiredness, she sat up straight on the sofa and finished the contents of her mug. Then, without warning, she leaned over Artem with the excuse of peering at his mug.
“You’re almost done, want me to bring our mugs to the kitchenette?” Her face was really close to his when she raised her head from the mug. Artem started and froze in place for a couple of seconds. Then, when his brain began working again, he nodded.
Satisfied, Rosa backed down enough to let Artem finish his drink. Once Rosa got up and walked away, he inadvertently touched his face. Once he felt the heat from his cheeks, sighed. He was older than Rosa and more experienced in Law, but in moments like that, he felt she was the more mature one out of them.
He couldn’t help but wonder if his suspicions were true – if she had had other experiences that he didn’t – and he immediately regretted it. There was nothing he could do, and there was no way he was going to ask her. At least, not now. Maybe in the future.
When Rosa came back, they agreed to resume their investigation. That put Artem in a better mind space, but it didn’t last long.
As he was using his tablet to try and collect leads and important pieces of information they might have missed, Rosa started part two of her plan to be present in Artem’s mind.
It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy work-mode Artem. She admired him and even aspired to be more like him, she had a lot to learn, but right now she didn’t want someone who inspired her from a podium, she wanted someone who was there with her, who noticed her. And she needed more than to be noticed as a coworker, a partner in crime – or in justice, rather. She wanted to be noticed as another human being, all flesh and bone and blood and feeling. Not information, but feeling.
But as Artem noted down things as he scrolled over documents on his tablet, Rosa felt he was far away from her, in the land of reason and Law. And she was going to take him back from there. (She would always have time to review her actions later and regret it or not).
She uncrossed her legs and sat closer to the edge of the sofa, where Artem seemed to be perched, ready to take flight would he need to. But Rosa was going to jump and soar before him. As she put back in order the printed documents she had been reviewing – she was still a professional even with not-so-professional intentions – she used that chance to peer into the tablet and scan the screen in search of any relevant words. And when she found them, she almost forgot what her ulterior motive was.
“Crimson Biotech,” she muttered, half-whisper, half-surprised shout.
Before Artem could turn to look at her or even smile at her reaction – for as much as he was able to focus on work, he was never so engrossed that he couldn’t perceive the outside world – she had already moved. It was only a second, her hand on his leg as she moved closer to take a better look at the screen.
It was only a small contact, a small portion of their bodies connected, and it was a natural reaction. Both of them were thinking that, but their hearts were far away from feeling only that.
Artem almost forgot to breathe as his heart started beating so fast it threatened to take all the space that belong to his lungs. Such rapid circulation of the blood in his body couldn’t have any other consequence than making him red. It took Rosa a couple of seconds to notice the furious blush spreading over his entire face, and it made her want to take away that hand by reflex, but she forced herself not to.
It wasn’t the first time she had seen Artem blushing in her presence, but it was the first time she saw so much of his skin turn red. She hadn’t thought anything she did could have so much power over him, but she loved it. It had taken so little, and yet… it made her feel special and seen and felt. Like his skin had turned to crystal and she could peek inside his brain to see that she was there. She existed.
Artem felt frozen in place, like her hand was a spell and he had nothing to protect himself against. He didn’t dare to say anything, didn’t dare to look at her, didn’t dare to move. He felt embarrassed and vulnerable – she had gone into his space, had penetrated the barrier that always seemed to separate him from everyone. But he didn’t want her to take that hand away. That would mean she was backing away. Instead, he wanted her to stay. Wanted her to keep moving forward, wanted her heart to mirror his.
It was that desire that finally triggered him into action, and he dared to look at her. But his lips remained sealed, for he wasn’t sure his voice wouldn’t tremble if he spoke to her. There was only his intense gaze meeting hers, and she felt her heart flutter. Her hand felt so hot, she wasn’t sure if it was her or Artem’s body temperature that was rising. The answer was both, but she couldn’t know. All she could worry about was the fact that if she sweated, it could leave a mark on Artem’s suit trousers.
“Do we have another lead connecting to Crimson?” She asked, looking away from him, backing away into known territory.
And for the first time, Artem didn’t hear a question. He knew she had spoken, that some words had left her mouth, and that it was probably important, that she wanted an answer. But his brain was filled with her: her beautiful eyes that were looking curiously at something, her hair that glowed brightly under the artificial light, her scent, gentle but incredibly captivating, and her warmth – that hand that still hadn’t left his thigh. And it was too much, and Artem couldn’t think, Artem was only a bubble on the verge of bursting.
When everything had ended, and he was turning off the lights before he sent Rosa off, Artem couldn’t remember how they had finished their work. He was only vaguely conscious that at some point, Rosa had raised her hand from his thigh and in the process had accidentally touched the side of his torso.
Even if his whole body seemed to be vibrating, so alive as it felt, he could feel the distinct places where Rosa had touched him.
That was the first time Artem thought he had driven carelessly. He hadn’t dared to look too much in the side mirror next to her, for fear their eyes would lock in the process. But when Rosa closed the car door and bent down to smile at him from the window, he felt it had all been worth it.
It was okay. He could drive less than perfectly and he could survive being bright red. Not only that, but Rosa had touched him, and hadn’t backed away after his reaction. He wasn’t sure what it all meant. The only thing he knew was that he didn’t need to keep reading and highlighting Introduction to the Psychology of Love.
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A/N: It’s been so long since I last played Tears of Themis T-T I hope this felt natural!
I hope you enjoyed this, interactions and constructive feedback are appreciated <3
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mooodypie · 1 year
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Hear me out being a straight single man Artem has never found the need to decorate his place for the holidays but turns out MC/ Rosa loves to decorate so he agrees to let her help decorate his apartment she goes to town decorating and playing around saying hes doing it wrong so he steps away and makes hot chocolate for the two and admires her as she decorating the tree, after everything is finish they start to watch a movie by the fire MC/Rosa dozes off on his chest and all Artem can think is “wow this place has never felt so much like a home until now”
I’ve decided MC loves the holidays and MC is me so I vicariously live through my head cannons
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satorugojooo · 1 year
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If you're ok with it, could you do tears of themis (artem specifically) calming down mc after she had a panic attack? I just got over my second one today and i just want to be taken care of
A/n: Aww I hope that your feeling fine now :( please rest and get well soon!! Thank you for requesting, artem is literally my favorite ToT character and I'm so glad to write for him, I hope this will help you as much as possible!
Pairings: Artem x fem!reader
Warnings: mentions of panic attacks, but mostly fluff
You tried your best to stay calm, but in situations like these it seemed that nothing could calm you. You saw some minutes ago that an accident occurred at your parent's workplace and you were very worried for them.
Even if you were a part of the NXX investigation team you weren't as worried for yourself as for those around you.
While you kept calling your parents with no answer, the door from Artem's office at themis opened.
As artem turned to look at you and saw your condition, he rushed to your side enveloping you in a hug.
You buried your head in his shoulder while he caressed your back.
"It's okay Y/N, try to calm down... I don't know what happened but I'm here for you." Artem whispered softly and you looked at him trying to breath.
"M-my parents..." you tried to say but he looked at your phone and saw the news you were looking at. His face became serious as he looked at you.
"Did you call them?" he asked and you nodded.
"They won't answer... Well they usually can't answer my calls because of the project they are in, but I'm still worried for them..." you confessed and he looked at you.
"It's alright to be worried for those that you love, but try to calm down, in this condition your just harming yourself, we will keep calling them till we hear that they are good okay?" he said softly as he nuzzled his face in your hair.
You nodded embracing him tightly. After calming down, Artem took you to his office so you could rest without anyone watching you.
As you looked on your phone you saw a message from your mother.
'Sweetie me and your dad are currently busy working but I'll call you once I'm free okay?'
As you read everything you smiled. Artem was currently busy doing some paperwork so you went behind him and hugged him from behind. He left out a little gasp in surprise but then placed his hand on top of yours that was enveloped around his shoulders.
"How are you feeling Y/N?" he asked and you smiled.
"I'm doing way better, they are okay actually, thank you for being here when I needed it the most Artem!" you said and he smiled.
"Why of course Y/N, I will be always here for you." he said as he pulled you on his lap while he hugged you.
"Thank you." you said and he touched his forehead to yours.
"Oh by the way, do you have any plans after work?" Artem asked and you looked at him surprised.
"No... Why are you asking?" you said and he smiled.
"Uh actually mother wished to have dinner with you as well so I was wondering if you could come to my place." he said and you smiled.
"you know already that you don't even have to ask me, of course I want to have dinner with you and auntie~" (from what I know that's the way Mc calls Artem's mom from his second personal story SSR card!) you said as he smiled at you.
"Okay then well leave after work together to pick her up and then head to my home." he said while he kissed your cheek and you smiled.
"That's fine by me!" you said giggling.
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sorensunn · 2 years
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My Ramblings on Artem and Rosa’s Dynamic Because Holy Shit I’m Losing It (Part 2 of ?)
okay it took me a bit to come back to this because ive been hella busy BUT LETS GET INTO IT
here is part 1 of this rambling if you have not seen it, i recommend reading that one first then coming back to this one
here’s my obligatory spoiler warning for Artem’s bday card (Two Hearts as One)!
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SO TRUE!!!! but also it’s sort of inevitable (the foreshadowing)
listen i Wish i could sit here and say with total confidence that misunderstandings will never happen
but
i would be a liar LMAOO
misunderstandings happen, things happen and sometimes it gets away from you which can lead to a path of misunderstandings
and you gotta figure out the best thing for you and the best way to deal with these misunderstandings
which is why i again love this card so much
because again the foreshadowing — but it’s how Artem and Rosa deal with it later on that makes it really hit home, it’s also part of the reason why so many people like this card as much as they do
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GODDAMN
OKAY I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THIS SPECIFICALLY
1. the LOOK IN ARTEM’S EYES??? NO SPARKLE OR ANYTHING THOSE EYES ARE DARK AS HELL (a brewing storm one might say)
2. it’s so funny how much Baldr wants this case to the point they’re trying to get Themis’ best lawyer AND SENIOR PARTNER TO DROP OUT TO COME TO BALDR AND BRING THE CASE WITH HIM LIKE???
3. THE FACT ARTEM IS GIVING ROSA THE RECOGNITION SHE DESERVES!!! imagine trying to undermine someone because of their age and ranking when they rightfully destroyed your ass
for those who needs a reminder : Howard Syter is one of the founders of Baldr and is quite well known in the legal community of Stellis
but it’s also heavily implied that his Senior Attorney Badge is counterfeit
“What do you mean? I spent a lot of money… I mean… a lot of time… on the exam to get it!”
yeah okay dude
also William Lewis is the other founder of Baldr — just had to add that real quick
this scene is super important in this card because of the fact that she’s part of the reason why the misunderstandings occur — since Baldr is hella questionable — i would look back at the Main Story part 5 specifically for a refresher — and it gives us more of an insight towards Baldr as well
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IM GETTING TOO CAUGHT UP IN THE ROLE???? LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TRY TELLING ME THAT THIS IS YOU GUYS PLAYING A ROLE
Rosa you CANNOT tell me that it’s just a role when he looks at you with that gentle look on his face do not ever lie to me like that again
i know a lot of people who do theater where they act, and majority of the time they tell me how they get into character is finding ways to relate to said characters
getting the feelings down by finding situations where you felt like that and pulling them out, reminding yourself of certain memories to get yourself into the role, becoming the person you used to be in order to get into character, etc etc. my friends have told me so many ways that helps them
it also helps that the people they’re working with they’re either friends with or they become friends while they’re rehearsing which makes it easier to play scenes with one another
due to the relationship Rosa and Artem already had, it makes it easier for them to get into said roles, to be able to look at each other in the eyes and say their lines with such conviction that it feels real
because in a way, it is real
i think that’s part of the reason why i love this card so much?? as someone who has done some roles myself there is a certain reality that peaks through
a certain reality that you can’t contain and really you don’t want to fully contain that since it can give life to a role and to your character
so seeing Artem and Rosa play a role and seeing how their own personalities and feelings peek through is downright amazing
because to everyone else they may be just acting
but to them it’s real
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AS I WAS SAYING
and this is why i LOVE writing so much and why i tend to mix fantasy with non fiction and why i absolutely love it when fanfic writers actually do the work to give accurate information during their stories like THAT IS MY SHIT
there’s also something so great about reading something and not being able to truly understand it or relate to it then when you go back on it and read it then it suddenly just clicks
and it’s a moment of
“Oh.”
then it all makes sense
I LOVE A REALIZATION MOMENT
But seriously, i understand Artem’s thoughts on this heavily — i was one of the people who didn’t get the whole butterflies in the stomach or being able to look at someone and envision a future with them
i didn’t understand seeing or feeling fireworks, didn’t understand how you could look at someone and just know — or how you look at someone and feel at peace with them, feeling that “yeah, this is it” and so much more
until finally
i did get it
which is why I absolutely love the fact that Artem got that experience, that he had that “oh shit” moment, that he finally had that realization and that understanding
that understanding can change so much — Artem and Rosa in this card is literally so fucking amazing that i Don’t even know how to describe it
seriously gotta be one of my favorite cards now
ANYHOW IM RUNNING OUT OF ROOM FOR THIS POST PART 3 COMING SOON??? i Hope this rambling makes sense but please feel free to add more and add your own thoughts to this!! i would love to hear them all
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kissofthemis · 5 months
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hi! I saw the one where the boys were being flirted/harrased and the MC saved them, can I request the nxx boys with an MC that can fight and knows self defense?
🌹 NXX when MC can fight & knows self-defense 🌹
❤️ Artem ❤️
Artem is the least surprised to find out about MC's self-defense skills. After all, he had the advantage of reading that fun fact on their resume.
However, knowing something in the abstract and experiencing it in person are... two vastly different things.
The first time he sees MC use their self-defense is on an NXX mission. Some thug throws a punch and MC deflects it with ease, then manages to grab him and kick him where the sun don't shine.
Artem is extremely impressed. He knows MC is capable and bright, but this is a pleasant surprise to see a more physically inclined skillset of theirs.
He doesn't make weird comments or get nosy. He does, however, start inviting MC over to watch a lot of martial arts movies....
💛 Luke 💛
While Artem was the least surprised, Luke is probably the most surprised.
To say that Luke is "angry" is not quite accurate, but rather he's... disappointed?
In hindsight, he should have figured MC would take some self-defense classes before going to university. Once he left school early, who was going to protect them?
Luke struggles because protecting you is such a major component of his identity and has been ever since childhood.
He sometimes has difficulty seeing MC as an adult and not as the teenager he left behind.
Ultimately he feels better about MC's capabilities once he asks for a demonstration.
He actually ends up asking to spar with them frequently, so both of them can stay sharp and continue making each other better!
💜 Marius 💜
Marius is ecstatic to learn that MC can hold their own and defend themselves in a fight. He's almost too excited.
On the one hand, he's relieved because he feels safer knowing he can't be with them 24/7. Marius knows that being too close to someone with his fortune and status can be dangerous, and MC already turned down his offer to have a constant bodyguard.
On the other hand... he keeps asking them to demonstrate. Over and over. He's practically begging to see new techniques all the time.
MC doesn't think much of his curiosity until they try a move on him. Then they realize exactly what Marius wanted.
Marius von Hagen, why are you like this?
They end up training together as well, because Marius wants some moves that rely on wit and agility instead of strength. He's very tall, but he's not a muscle man, and he can never predict when someone might try to attack him.
💚 Vyn 💚
Vyn also isn't too surprised, as he read the documents that Artem sent over before vetting MC for the NXX.
But just like Artem, Vyn finds that seeing MC firsthand is quite different from reading about their capabilities on paper.
He's impressed by the grace with which MC moves, even when striking or blocking forcefully.
After all, Vyn comes from a background where he probably only saw physical fighting as a show of power or to beat others into submission, only to gain an upper hand or as blackmail.
To see MC use their skills to protect and defend? It's a beautiful thing for Vyn.
But Vyn also takes nothing at face value, and so he gets a tad nosy.
He can't help but ask what inspired MC to learn self-defense, at what age, strengths, weaknesses, etc.
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vyntilador · 1 year
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Love talk
What are the boys' love languages?
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Genre: Pure fluff<33 except for Luke's part kinda angst
GN!Reader for my besties out there<3
Might make an nsfw of this👀
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Luke Pearce
Acts of service/Physical touch
Honestly tho, seeing how he hasn't seen you in like 8 years, I'd think that he'll be clingy by that point like,,, imagine a koala clinging into u😭😭😭
He'll call you over or he'll be the one to come to ur apartment just to cuddle and stuff. You don't even need to talk, he just needs to have you in his arms in a reassuring manner. When you cuddle too while sleeping, your soft breathing and the slow rise and fall of your chest just calms him down so much.
Especially during nights where he gets nightmares about how one day, with you being in the NXX and having to deal with dangerous deeds, he's afraid that he'll lose you. It's during those nights where he holds you tighter against him in a desperate effort to convince himself that you're safe and sound.
If he wakes up and you're not in bed or smthn like that, he's mildly panicking. He shoots up from the bed and is immediately running around yo apartment looking for you only to find you cooking breakfast in the kitchen. The moment he sees you humming whilst cooking with a cute lil apron on, a relaxed smile shows on his face and he slowly walks towards you to hug you from behind<3333
Sometimes with that in mind, he looks out for you a lot during missions. Don't get him wrong; he trusts you but he can't help but have these lingering fear of losing you. The moment that he hears you yelp in pain, he immediately runs over towards you asking what's wrong. Imagine you like trip on a tree root or smthn or stubbed your toe somewhere or had a little cut somewhere.
Poor boy goes mom mode and immediately scolds you gently while tending to you<33 (would def give a soft kisses to wherever u were hurt #lukebestboy)
OH AND WHILE CUDDLING, HED DEFINITELY WHISPER "I love you.." WHILE HAVING HIS FACE BURRI3D IN YOUR NECK OH MYGODDDDDDD
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Vyn Richter
Gift giving/Words of affirmation
LOOK AT ME IN MY GOD DAMNED EYES AND TELL ME HE WONT BE OT THERE COMPLIMENTING YOU ON A DAILY BASIS???????
You could be out there, literally just making tea for him and suddenly, the moment he takes a sip, you'd hear that annoyingly gentle voice of his going "You always make the most exquisite tea, My love."
YALL WANNA KNOW WHATS WORSE??? HES SO SUBTLE WITH IT BUT AT THW SAME TIME, HES NOTTTTT
Working from home and ur like sat on ur bed, working on some documents for the lawfirm with Vyn right next to you, just silently admiring you your work and the moment you're done, you show it to him then he turns to look at you with the most amazing, spectacular, breath taking, amazing, beautiful, alluring, jaw dropping, fancy, handsome, soft, gentle, sweet smile of his then he opens his mouth to say, "You did it so perfectly. I'm proud of you."
(this def isnt me just indulging myself into some1 that can actually praise me properly no,,)
On bad days where you just feel like shit, he's immediately off to his garden to pick the most BEAUTIFULLY PERFECT rose he sees and gives it to you with some chocolates and a little teddy bear
When you ask him what are those for he just says "You looked a bit...out of it so I thought that I can give these to you to cheer you up."
An absolute fucking sweetheart nobody talk to me omfg
I personally think he'll do acts of service too like, imagine having just opened your eyes after a good night's sleep and immediately smelling the most delicious smell you've ever smelled then seeing Vyn sitting beside you with a tray of food.
"Good morning, my rose. I wanted you to rest more since you seemed tired last night so I made some breakfast for you:]"
Please praise him too sometimes. He's a huge perfectionist and sometimes feels like he isn't good enough for u so having u reassure him that he's more than enough is just enough to make the poor bby melt</3
*cough* vyn praise kink *cough*
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Artem Wing
Words of Affirmation/Acts of service(gift giving)
The absolute KING of acts of service n words of affrimation
He sees you working hard while going to the pantry to get some coffee even tho he has a coffee maker in his office, he's quick to be like "Here's some coffee. You've been doing well these days. Remember to take a few breaks, okay?"
Cue Celestine rubbing her temples in disappointment with Artem bcs wtf,,, did he rlly just gift COFFEE to his crush?? 😭😭 Celestine's on the move to save the day and convince Artem to actually buy u roses or smthn else appropriate for a courting gift💀
Or in that one card, (in sickness or in health(?)) yall saw how Artem literally, with no hesitation, took it upon himself to take care of u??? Husband material frfr
So imagine the same thing happens like,, during field work, the heel of ur shoe broke or to make it more GN, your shoe just broke like, the sole broke off, or it was raining and it made yo shoe very slippery, imagine the worried look on his faceee:((
He'll stop walking and look at you saying, "Should we go back first? I don't think that you'll be able to move around like that...Not that I think that you'll be a burden—"
POOR BLUSHY BBY JUST HAVING A HARD TIME TO EXPRESS HIS FEELINGS
"No, don't move." *proceeds to take off own shoes but u fortunately stop him in time* "Why?:(" If u refuse his offer of his shoes, he'll then try to be more bolder like, one moment you were just looking at him and moments later, you're suddenly in the air and in his arms.
Celestine hiding in the shadows talking through a walkie talkie with mama wing being like "mission accomplished.😎"
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Marius von Hagen
Physical touch/Quality time
Another huge clingy baby🕴️
Being a CEO of a large company and still studying takes up A LOT of his time so whenever he has time, he immediately spends it with u<33
He wouldn't care about whatever you were doing in the first place, he's immediately waltzing into ur apartment like its the most natural thing in the world (it is) and just plop down in bed with you.
Yknow, I kinda think that hes an all-around kinda guy with this love language thing. Like, he'll sometimes discreetly paint/draw you and would give it to you, if youre feeling down or just tired with his bs, hes wasting no time to immediately pamper you with kisses and whisper sweet nothings in ur ear
If you give him a gift, he'll absolutely cherish it like it's a multimillion dollar treasure (doesnt even matter what u gave him, you could give this dumbass a rock and he'd cry tears of joy)
Give him a single pebble and hes looking at you like "🥺" and saying "For me???🥺"
Yeah so all in all, he's just a 6ft bby that would absolutely spoil the living SHIT out of you bcs u deserve it<3 (congrats on bagging a billionaire bestie)
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*ehem* i rlly wanna add a slight nsfw so ill make it on a diff part or smthn it's currently wip so ill link it here whem it's done *ehem*
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aikofanfan · 1 year
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Obey me, Themis!
Part 2 is out!
Summary: Rosa is your childhood friend and you decide to visit her and Luke. But it’s you. Things are never that easy.
Pairings: None. For now. I may fold on that in later parts.
Warnings: There is a small reference to Ep 3 of ToT, if you played it you know if not- drugs and child abuse. Very small tho just letting ya know.
A/n: Obey Me! x Tears of Themis crossover that was supposed to be a small dumb little drabble for shits n giggles became a bigger story with every word I wrote. So expect more parts cuz skdjsndns
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“Wait really??!” Rosa jumps up from her desk, phone in hand and a huge grin on her face. “When? Around what time?? So soon?”
Everyone in the room looked at her as she walks around her desk, talking to whoever it maybe.
“No no my shift ends soon! Yes I know but I wish you would’ve called sooner I could’ve gotten food or something ready!” She laughs. “So much has happened since we last spoke!”
She walks and talks some more than noticed people staring. Ah right she is still at the office after all.
“I’ll see you soon!” She says before ending the call. She goes back to her desk and sets her phone down, Hm maybe she can get some take out ready to pick up if she orders now. She can get it on her way home.
“Rosa?” A sudden voice snaps her back to reality and she sees Artem by her desk.
“Oh hi Mr. Wing! Sorry about that.” She says sheepishly.
“It’s okay. Did something happen?” He asks, looking slightly worried.
“Oh no no not at all! That was my old friend MC!” Rosa explains. “I haven’t seen them in a long time and they called to tell me they’re coming here to Stellis!”
Artem recalls a few stories about this MC. Seemed like the polar opposite of Rosa when he thinks about it. MC had visited Stellis with family one year during their childhood in the summer and had gotten to know Rosa, they managed to keep in touch even after all these years as pen pals before exchanging phone numbers.
“They should be waiting for me by the time my shift is over.” Rosa glances at the time.
“Well if it really has been that long, you can leave now.” Artem suggests. Rosa doesn’t even fight it, jumping up and gathering her things and giving Artem a big hug and a quick thank you.
“Oh relax would ya.” You snicker, DDD in hand. “I’m not gonna get dragged into any of her cases. I’m not a lawyer or agent or whatever.”
You were outside of Rosa’s home waiting for her to get back. In the mean time you talked on your DDD with an over protective demon.
“You get dragged into all kinds of trouble without trying.” Lucifer sighed on the other end.
“Mmm true but still.” You snickered. “I’ll be fine.”
“MC!!!”
“Oop gotta go!”
You hang up and put your DDD away just in time to catch a smaller figure crash into you in a tight hug.
“Rosa!” You laugh and set her down. “Ah still so tiny.”
“Hey! I’ve grown at least a little bit!” Rosa pouts. “My boss let me out early and I got food!”
She turned around to grab the bag of take out she set down a ways away. Only for you to flicker your wrist and have it hover over and land in your hand.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” She says in awe. She was one of the few people outside of your family that knew about your mmm other worldly trips and lessons.
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From murder cases to crazy trails and tests to mundane things and a bit more still mundane things the two of you share many stories back and forth.
“Sounds like Luke is still Luke you’re still you.” You grin.
“Yeah and it seems you’ve changed the most.” Rosa sighs. You could tell there was far more she wanted to share but clearly had her reasons to keep quiet. You don’t mind, the life of a lawyer must come with its own secrets.
“Change? Nah. Still just as hot headed as when we were kids.” You wink. “Only my eyes glow green when I get mad.”
Rosa sits up straight and blinks at you. You only give her a lope sided smile and she giggled.
“If I wasn’t so aware of your adventures I would’ve questioned that a bit more.” She giggled lightly. “Oh! You should come with me to the office and meet everyone!”
“Will I get to meet this Artem Wing you always mention in your texts?” You ask and wiggle your eyebrows at her.
That got you a pillow to the face.
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“MC!” Luke waves to you and Rosa as you walk to a big building. Themis Law Firm if you recall correctly.
“I texted Luke to see if he wanted to stop by and see you.” You hear Rosa say before getting hugged by said man.
“It’s so good to see you! When did you get here???” He pulls away and gives you that blindingly bright smile of his.
“Just last night.” You state. He doesn’t know about you and magic. It’s not that you don’t trust him it’s just…you just don’t think his heart could take it. Seeing as how protective he is with just Rosa. But enough of that.
“Hmmm I dunno Rosa.” You hum, hand on her head and raising it to your own than to Luke’s. “You still look pretty tiny to me.”
Rosa gasps and Luke does his best to hold in his laughter but that only annoys Rosa more.
“I am not that small!!” Rosa swats her hands on your shoulder and Luke finally loses it. It was this moment that made you realized you missed these two knuckleheads more than you thought. You want to share all your adventures with Luke and Rosa but you still remember how Rosa reacted on a video call when you told her why you went missing for a year.
“WHAT?!” She gasps and you nearly dropped your phone.
“Look I know it sounds crazy but-”
“Other realm or not that breaks so many laws! And you aren’t the least bit upset!?” She asks, propping her phone up and flipping through some folders. “Abduction, forcing a person to do something against their will, having no say in the matter, oh my gods!”
“Rosa hey relax!” You laugh. She smacks the folder in her hands down and gives you a bewildered look. “So you believe me?”
“Of course I do! I looked into your missing person case after you were declared dead. Nothing made sense and now you telling me all this, everything makes sense.” She sighed. “No signs of struggle, no one having it out for you, nothing. You just…vanished.”
“You looked into my case?” You smiled. Rosa once again looked at you like you were crazy for asking such a thing.
“MC, we may have known each other over a summer but you quickly became my best friend. Of course I would.” She stated like it was obvious. “You really aren’t upset about this?”
“No it’s…complicated.” You sigh but had a small smile.
“Sounds like you were the force of nature those boys needed huh?”
“YEESSS YOU GET IT!”
Rosa laughed hard at your outburst.
Back to the present, Luke had to run off but made you and Rosa promise that you all had to hang out together at least once before you had to go. Now you were walking into the building and heading to Rosa’s floor.
“Is that phone even sturdy?” You ask, eyeballing the piece of glass in Rosa’s hand that she claimed to be a cell phone.
“It’s a lot tougher than you think.” She says with such confidence she might give Mammon a run for his money.
“Oooh is this the famous MC we’ve heard so much about?” A new voice says as a woman walks over to you two.
“MC this is Celestine.” Rosa introduced and you shake her hand. More and more people come and go to meet you. Did Rosa really talk about you that much?
“You make me out to be some celebrity?” You teased and she just grins at you. You get to her little cubicle and sit by her, watching her work. You get bored within half n hour and start to spin around in the wheelie chair you’re sat in.
“MC don’t do that. You’ll crash into someone.” You hear Rosa warn.
“Oh I’ll be fine- OH SHIT-” You slam your feet down just in time so you don’t smack into whoever was right behind you. You glance up and seen cold blue eyes staring down at you. If you were a normal person you’d be intimidated but being around the likes of Lucifer, you just wave at the guy.
“Well hello there pretty boy.” You grin and hear Rosa choke on her tea behind you.
“And you must be MC.” He says.
“That’s me. And you?” You ask.
“Artem Wing.”
……..
“OH.” You stand up and bow a little. “I am so sorry, Mr. Wing! Rosa has told me so much about you! Ha ha ha!”
“Don’t be so tense.” Artem chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
You shake hands then sink back down into your chair. You glance over to Rosa who was currently coughing into a tissue.
“Well I’d say that’s a new record for me.” You grin then look back to Artem. “So!”
You stand back and give Artem a once over. He must’ve noticed as you see a bit of blush form on his cheeks and he fiddles with his tie.
“Rosa told me a lot about you as I mentioned and her description of you was spot on. Easy on the eyes and has gorgeous eyes too!” You state and hear Rosa make a squeaky noise.
“Well it’s almost my lunch time! Come on MC!” Rosa finally speaks up and grabs your wrist, dragging you away from Artem.
“Rosa also told me you got a nice waist. I can see it! You’re totally her type!”
SMACK
“CUT IT OUT!”
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“I can’t believe you.” Rosa pouts and takes a bite of her sandwich. You two were in a park, sat on a bench under a tree.
“Am I wrong though?” You ask with a knowing look. She merely glares but shyly shakes her head.
“Knew it.” You say with a wink. You chat some more until a guy walks over.
“Hey Miss attorney. Who’s this with you?” He says, taking the empty spot on Rosa’s right side.
“Oh! MC this is Marius. Marius this is my friend MC. They’re visiting Stellis for a few days.” Rosa introduced you two to each other.
“Marius, Marius.. ah right.”
“Yep. Marius von Hagen at your service.”
“Oh I was gonna say the blueberry play boy.”
“Huh?!”
Rosa laughs as you snicker at the man’s expression. You remember Rosa mentioning a Marius in your texts and you gave him the title of blueberry play boy because of his hair and eyes.
“We’ve only just met and you’re already being so mean.” He says in a fake hurt tone. Now why does that seem so familiar?
“But truly I’ve met bigger names.” You state. “Not really impressed by titles nowadays.”
“Oh? Who have you met?” He asks, thinking you’re being serious. Meanwhile Rosa looks surprised, are you going to-?
“Nobody you need to know. Rosa has told me all about you so it feels like I’ve already met you and the shock has drifted away.” You joke and Rosa sighed. Just then your DDD rings and you get up. “Excuse me for a moment.
Rosa nods and you walk off to the side before answering. Right away you hear bickering on the other end, Asmo, Levi and Mammon if you’re hearing correctly. Of all the times to call-
“OI!” You snap and silence follows. “I told you guys I’d be busy the next few days. What is it?”
What follows was mingled words of Asmo saying Mammon stole his jewelry, Mammon denying it and Levi whining about-something; you aren’t sure what. You pinch the bridge of your nose, contemplating on whether you should text Lucifer for help or not.
When an evil idea comes to mind. You look over to the bench and no matter how they look you know Rosa and Marius are trying to listen in on the conversation. So you wave your hand and when they notice you, you point at Marius and make a “come here” gesture with your hand.
“Yeah?” He asks, confused. You mute yourself on your end and say:
“Just follow my lead, okay?” You say and he nods. You unmute yourself. “Look you guys, I don’t really have time for this.”
“But MC-!”
“I have a lot of sight seeing to do. You can be good and figure this out for yourselves right?” You ask. “I’m sure Lucifer can help sort this out.”
“Lucifer?” Marius asks and the three boys on the other side grow silent real fast. Got em.
“Who’s that?” Mammon asks.
“Oh this is Marius. He’s a friend of Rosa’s, I just met him.” You explain calmly. “He’s part of the Pax Group. The ceo if I remember right.”
“PAX GROUP?!” The three voices simultaneously shout, making you and Marius jerk back from the volume of it.
“Oi he isn’t tryin to steal ya away is he?” You hear Mammon hiss.
“Oh relax.” You rolled your eyes. “I just had him talk just to tease ya. Call it karma for the headaches you lot give me.”
“You’re so mean!” Asmo whines but you knew they were used to this. You tease but never mean any ill intent.
“Now if all matters are settled, I’m going to hang up now and you aren’t going to call me anymore right?” You state.
“But-”
“Right?” You repeat, eyes flashing green for a second. The three agree and hang up. You put your DDD away with a sigh and glance to the young ceo beside you. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Did your eyes glow…green? How did you do that?” He asks.
…oh shit-
“HEY ROSA YOUR LUNCH BREAK IS OVER LETS GO!”
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“He noticed? Oh he’s not going to let that go.” Rosa sighed as she typed on her computer.
“I had a feeling he was that kind of prick.” You huff, slumping into your chair.
“He’s not a-prick- he just likes to tease. Like someone else I know.” Rosa comments, side eyeing you with a smirk.
“Are you saying we’re similar??? I’m hurt!” You gasp in fake offend. You two keep talking as she works, your head spinning at all the legal talk. It makes magic and potions look like pre school levels of easy in comparison.
“Using a kid as a test subject for drugs? Hmmm wonder if Diavolo could find that guy in the Devildom.” You mumble to yourself after Rosa explained one of the cases she worked on.
She looks at you, making a face like she wanted to say or ask something but frowns with a small pout.
“Something on your mind?” You ask.
“If you could find him that would really help things but- I don’t think that would be something that could be explained in court.” She pouts. Right. Things are still odd between the realms. You’d bet everything that Diavolo would help in a heartbeat but things aren’t that easy.
“Someday, Rosa. Someday.” You pat her back. To lighten the mood again you spin in your chair- and fall over with a loud thud.
“I’m okay!” You hold a thumbs up and hear Rosa laugh before she’s helping you up.
“You didn’t learn from earlier today did you?” She asks.
“Nope!” You grin.
“I’m assuming this is the MC I’ve heard so much about.”
You glance behind Rosa and see a man with glasses and Hm white? Platinum hair? Meh who really knows.
“Based on the way you dress, you must be V-” Rosa elbowed you. “-Dr. Richter.”
“Correct.” He chuckled as you rub your side, softly glaring at Rosa.
“Well look at that, I’ve met all three of these new guys.” You announced.
“Friends, MC. My new friends.” Rosa corrected you but you just shoot her a look. You bicker back and forth but feel eyes on you still. Looking up, Dr. Richter hasn’t moved or walked away.
“Something wrong, Doc?” You ask.
“No no it’s just-how do I put it. You seem different from others I’ve met.” He explains. Your eyes narrow, you can tell this man is far more than what he looks to be. Rosa must’ve sensed the growing tension before she wheels her chair in between you and this doctor, holding her hands up.
“MC is just a very interesting person like that. You know?” She laughs kinda nervously, looking up at the man.
“I’m not going to cause any trouble if that’s what you’re trying to imply.” You spoke up after a moment. “I’m just here to visit two childhood friends, is that so wrong of me?”
“No not at all.” Dr. Richter agreed. He gets called away and walks off, but you could still tell he was wary of you.
“He totally knows.” You said once you were sure he was gone.
“No I don’t think it’s that he knows, maybe he can just tell there’s more to you than meets the eye.” Rosa explains. “Either way, just be extra careful around him.”
“And by that you mean don’t knock his lights out.”
“Especially that.”
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“He’s just a Psychiatrist! Why was he sizing me up like some criminal?!” You pace around as you vent to Rosa and Luke. You were in Rosa’s apartment hanging out like Luke basically made you promise to do.
“I mean-are you?” Luke asks and you grab a pillow then chuck it at him. He laughs as he catches it. “He’s just like that. Comes with the job I’m sure.”
Grumbling, you slump back down into a chair. You shouldn’t let this bother you so much but it does. Then again you should be used to this, the students at RAD were the same way once upon a time.
“So how long are you planning to stay?” Rosa asks, effectively changing the topic.
“Not sure yet. Maybe a few days. I know you guys are busy.” You answer.
“Oh come on! Stay longer!” Luke urges. “We have so much catching up to do!”
“He’s right. I don’t have any major cases right now.” Rosa adds. They both give you puppy dog eyes and you groan in defeat.
“Alright alright.” You give in. “I’ll stay longer.”
They celebrate their victory and pull you into a small group hug.
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“You weren’t trying to test MC, were you, Vyn?” Rosa walks into the NXX headquarters with Luke behind her and clearly caught the doctor off guard with her question.
“Of course not.” He says. “I’ve met a lot of people in my line of work and there’s just something different about them.”
“You’d be right about that, Doc. I met them and their eyes glowed green.” Marius pipes up and oh boy.
“Green?” Artem questioned, joining the conversation as he walks over. Luke makes a confused noise and looks down to Rosa.
“You were seeing things.” She tried to shrug it off.
“They’re our friend, if there was something new with them they would’ve told us by now.” Luke spoke up, not liking how the others were acting as if MC was suspicious. Rosa nodded in agreement.
“Not like we have a right since we can’t tell them about this.” Rosa adds, gesturing to the whole headquarters. The topic is changed once Artem starts talking about a new case that came in.
Strange substances going around the city that’s causing strange side effects or worse, death. But no one knows where it came from or what it even is. It was like it came from a different world all together.
“It’s only been recorded to have be here in Stellis only as of right now.” Artem explains.
“And if we don’t find out where it’s coming from, it could spread.” Marius adds. Rosa looks at the sample careful that was in a small baggy. Reddish with bits of black and leafy like.
“May…I make a suggestion.” Rosa spoke up. All four of the men look at her. “I think I know where we can start.”
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reoona · 1 year
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locked out of heaven | tears of themis artem x reader
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pairing: artem x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with artem)
read luke's (more pairings soon!)
synopsis: it's 2 a.m., he just came home from a long day (and night, considering it's the next day now) ready to hit the hay, but you're already sleeping beyond waking.
After a day-long of NXX investigations consisting of running around Stellis and some surrounding places, Artem didn't have the heart to let (y/n) continue working that day. After they finished arranging and discussing their findings, Artem told her to go home first.
"You must be tired. Go home first. I'm going to take care of a few documents first."
"It's okay, Mr. Wing. I also have some documents to—"
One glare from senior attorney Artem Wing and (y/n) just nodded in compliance. Or should be said, boyfriend Artem Wing; that title emphasized the affection implied in his instruction and it was imperative to be followed.
"Oh, Artem?" (y/n) head popped again at Artem's office door after she left to gather her belongings. "Can I have the keys?"
Only around five hours later, in the 2 a.m. stillness of the corridor outside his penthouse, that conversation hit him like a truck.
That's why I didn't have the keys with me, he thought to himself. We usually go home together and I'll open the door...
Artem couldn't help but to chuckle. So this was what Celestine meant by 'not living the bachelor's life' anymore. Now you have another person's businesses directly affecting your life and yours affecting hers, down to the small thing like entering your own house. Well, not really yours anymore...more like ours?
Artem shuddered. Wow, wasn't that so affectionate for being thought by him. Guess being close with (y/n) indeed had been affecting him. Not that he didn't like it though. It was nice to be able express something that once so unfamiliar with him.
Between all the thoughts, he reached for his phone. His thumb hovered over her number. Should he call her to open the door? But that meant he would be disturbing her sleep. Maybe he could go back to the law firm and pull an all-nighter, or he could just sleep there; he has slept in his office a few times when handling though cases, usually on his chair, or his sofa could also do. Or maybe—
His phone vibrated. (Y/n).
"Hello?"
"Hi Artem. You're not coming home yet?"
"I...I am home."
"What?"
"I'm outside. I don't have the keys,so—"
Hurried footsteps are heard from inside the penthouse. Then he heard rattling keys, and the door opened. (Y/n) was standing behind the door, still in her office attire.
"Artem, I'm sorry!" She spoke in hoarse voice while letting Artem inside. "I only remembered that you don't have the keys when I was already home. I waited for you to come home so I can open the door for you, but I fell asleep for hours!"
Artem looked at her. "You waited for me?"
She nodded. "I thought letting the door be unlocked is kind of unsafe, so I hanged in the living room, so I can hear you when you arrive, but...yeah, I'm so sorry!"
Her life affecting his and his affecting hers. And because her life is important for him, his life is important for her. If not, she would not have waited for him like this.
Artem smiled softly as warmth crept to his cheek. "You don't need to be sorry. It's not anyone's fault, really."
Dumbfounded by his smile, (y/n) found her right cheek stroked by his hand. Another hand wrapped her waist into his embrace. His chin resting on her neck.
"Instead, I should thank you for waiting for me. I really appreciate it."
Artem's hug tightened. (Y/n) wrapped his shoulders in return.
"You're very welcome."
A simple contentment, but so precious to be experienced.
Oh, how happy I am to have you as my home.
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a/n
I actually don't remember whether Artem's penthouse uses the traditional key and keyhole or something like fingerprint/PIN. If it's the latter, this whole fic is busted lol. Let us just pretend for the sake of fluffy domestic love story about senior attorney Artem Wing.
I also find that being consistent with the prompt is so hard. Rosa should be sleeping through the whole ordeal of her boyfriend being unable to enter the house, yet here she is doing the total opposite.
I hope you still enjoy the fic though. Thank you for reading this!
Also thank you for the notes I receive for Luke's version. Thank you for the follows too! I hope I can continue writing fiction for you and I to enjoy :D
Don't forget to drink your water!
much love, reona
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sha-n-dowbannedlol · 2 years
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After finally fixing the mess on your desk, you went to stand up, only to be stopped by the sound of a familiar voice calling for your name which prompted you to turn your head and look at its source.
"Wait for me," your work partner, the infamous Artem Wing, told you, his head poking out from his own office. "I'll drive you home,"
Allowing a small polite smile to grace your lips, you gave him a small nod and an 'okay', you can also guess that your smile was infectious as you see the edges of Artem's lips tug into a soft smile before he disappeared within the confines of his office once again.
Artem Wing is your work partner, had been for a while now, which means that you must be able to understand each other to a certain extent for this kind of work arrangement to work out. And you did, you pride yourself in understanding the man that is Attorney Wing...
But now, you're not so sure anymore.
The past week, he's been... nicer to you, softer, and dare you even say.... touchier and even flirtier than he had ever been.
You understand that he's been meaning to be nice to you, to the point that he even took it upon himself to take care of you. Most mealtimes are spent together, the two of you taking turns deciding as to where you should eat for the day, and he also takes it upon himself to drive you to and from work every morning and every night⁠—especially when it's late.
Lately, however, you've realized that Artem has developed a habit of placing a hand on you wherever you go. Either it be placed on the small of your back, lightly perched on your shoulder, and sometimes even petting your head with a fond smile on his face.
He once even hugged you after dropping you off at your place. You were too shocked to ask him why, and you only stared at him as he bade you farewell before returning to his car—you also noticed that his car didn't leave until you waved at him from your window, in the comfort of your home.
He also has been hovering around you a lot more lately, and that's saying something since you were used to his company. He would walk by your desk multiple times, asking how you were doing, sometimes handing you a cup of coffee or cocoa, depending on the time of the day, and asking if you need any help. His hand tends to brush against yours more often whenever you two walk side by side and his fingers meet yours whenever you hand him something.
The man even once showed up at your home to pick you up for work with a bouquet of flowers, handing it to you with his cheeks and the tips of his ear dusted with bright pink, but still having an affectionate smile on his face.
You always chalked it up to just him being friendly, or just him striving to be the best work partner he could possibly be⁠—after all, only the best can be expected from Senior Attorney Artem Wing.
The problem with this, however, is that you have feelings for him.
You would even dare say that you're in love with Artem Wing.
Which makes this whole thing more complicated than it should be.
It may not be his intention, but it's getting harder and harder to hide the heat blooming in your cheeks, the flustered smiles, and the way your heart skips a beat at even the smallest things he does.
And you didn't know how much longer you can take this.
It may not have been his intention, but he's been sending you mixed signals. While Kiki insists that it may have been Artem's way of showing you affection, but it's hard to tell with Artem. You are well aware that he practically has zero experience with relationships and romance, and you worry that he may not be seeing these things he does as romantic⁠—but more on just looking out for his co-worker.
But Artem isn't that dumb to not know.
You let out a sigh, squeezing your eyes shut and rubbing your temples as you feel a headache start to form. The only way you can see to get out of this situation would be to talk to the man himself⁠—but what would you even say? Your feelings?
No, no, you can't do that. If it does happen that he doesn't reciprocate your feelings, then that might make work awkward. While you trust in Mr. Wing's professionalism, you're not so sure about yours. Can you really handle being around the man who rejected you every day? Work the same cases as him? Go out and eat with him?
You were too busy trying to rack up any possible solutions for this problem that you have found yourself in that you failed to hear certain someone's footsteps approaching you, you only felt the warmth of his palm as he softly places it on your forehead, and the sound of his voice as he asks:
"Are you feeling alright, darling?"
Your eyes snap open, greeted by the sight of his azure eyes looking at you with concern swirling in them, his lips pulled down to a slight frown as he studies your features, face only inches away from yours.
In surprise, you swiftly took a step back to gain back your personal space, ignoring the slight ache of your heart as the heat of his palm against your forehead remains. He blinks back at you in surprise, and for a while, the two of you simply stared at each other at the now empty office of the Themis Law Firm.
Did he just.... call you 'darling'?
"Mr. Wing," you managed to squeak out, desperately trying to ignore the thrumming of your heart at the nickname, "What did you just..."
"Oh, uh-" Artem straightens his back, his hand reaching to loosen his tie as he clears his throat, "Did I go too far? Was it too early?"
Too early? You scrunch your brow in confusion at his words, what is he talking about? Does he know something that you don't? Clearing your own throat, you decided that skirting around the topic won't lead anywhere. You can't play this game with him any longer, if he rejects you, then that's that.
"Artem, I..." You tried to sound confident, but it was obvious by the growing concern in Artem's eyes that you sounded anything but. "I've been meaning to talk to you about something."
"Okay," was his short response, giving you a nod and a small smile.
You opened your mouth to speak but were cut off by him reaching out for your dominant hand, holding it in his, and rubbing soft circles in your palms. The look in his eyes was soft, and his touch was his silent encouragement, you can almost hear his voice telling you that whatever it is you have to say, he'll listen.
"Artem..." you start, your eyes avoiding his face and choosing to settle on your hand in his instead, and you can already feel your brain shortcircuit, you didn't know what to say. Should you start from when you first realized your feelings? Should you call him out for his actions?
Or maybe you should just....
"I have deep feelings for you. I always have. I think... I might even love you."
Yeah. That was good. Honesty is the best way to go.
You swallow a lump in your throat, and you almost didn't want to look at his expression⁠—but you knew you had to, needed to. You expected him to be shocked, his eyes widened as he hasn't seen this coming, or maybe he's mad, mad that you weren't professional enough to keep your feelings to him at a professional level.
To your surprise, however, the soft smile he had on his face remained, red tinting his cheeks up to the tips of his ears as he lets out a sigh of what you believe to be relief. His free hand reached out to rest at the back of your head, pulling you to him.
Once again, you were too shocked to respond as you feel the warmth of his lips press against your forehead, and you can almost imagine the closed-eyed smile of relief on his face as he lets go of your hand and opted to wrap his arm around your torso.
"I love you too," he responds, almost breathlessly, and you were grateful that he was supporting your weight because you can feel your knees buckle in relief that he feels the same.
You had always doubted the idea of heaven, of paradise so great that one would always be there. You've always heard that it was a place that one would eventually go to⁠—but they failed to tell you that it actually was on Earth, not in the afterlife, and they definitely neglected to tell you that it was in Artem Wing's arms.
"You scared me... I thought you were breaking up with me," He spoke, before burying his face in your hair, "It hadn't even been a month yet, I thought I already messed up."
A 'Yeah' almost made its way past your lips, but your brain was able to process his words fully before you could even say it, and it was enough to slam you back down to Earth.
Pulling back from his arms quite harshly, you look up at him with your brows furrowed in concern. Break up? You two? Did he just say he thought you were going to break up with him?
"We're together?" you asked him,
"Are we not?" Artem asks, his lips now slightly pouting. His ocean gaze filled a mix of pain and confusion,
"Since when?"
"Monday of last week? You called me at 3 in the morning, confessing that you've always been in love with me and you asked me to be your boyfriend,"
"....I did?"
"Yes, do you not remember?"
The furrow in your brows deepens, as did your frown, you didn't feel Artem's hands land on your hips as you try to remember what he was talking about. Monday last week...
You remember being with Luke that time, and you remember the both of you having the bright idea of doing a drinking game—every time you did something cringey in high school, you take a shot.
As expected, it did not end well.
Your memories past your nth shot were blurry at best, but you do remember telling Luke that you were going to call Artem, and Luke telling you not to but not making any conscious effort to actually stop you.
You did call Artem that night...
And you...
Your eyes dart back up to Artem, who was smiling in amusement at your expression, it must have been quite obvious to him now that you finally remembered what happened that night.
"You know I was drunk, right?"
"I always did believe that a drunk mind speaks a sober heart."
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my favourite tears of themis ships are artem x mc and luke x marius lol (sorry vyn); here are some doodles about them! (more bodyguard au)
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