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kissofthemis · 2 months

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impossible question

"Can I ask a silly question?"

In the midst of a quiet lull in the NXX meeting, Rosa spoke up unexpectedly. Four pairs of curious eyes turned to her, and she shrank back in her seat a little. While the other members were always attentive, and they never acted to make her feel inferior, she couldn't help but be intimidated sometimes.

Nonetheless, this question had been nagging at the corners of her mind for a while now, and she could not ignore it any longer.

"No question from you is ever silly," Artem answered first, hoping to reassure her. "You are always insightful, Rosa."

Vyn nodded, a rare sign of agreement. "Indeed, I do not believe there is such thing as a silly or stupid question." He straightened up in his chair and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Only stupid people."

"You have the bedside manner of a dead fish, Vyn," Marius snorted. "Why do they let you be any kind of doctor?"

Before the bickering could devolve any further, Luke piped up and eagerly propped his chin on his hands. "What's your question? I'm happy to answer it if I can!"

"Well..." Rosa began fiddling with the edge of her sleeve. "It's more of a question for Mr. Wing and Dr. Richter, actually...."

Luke and Marius both looked dejected, but she tried to ignore the pang of guilt as she continued. "Mr. Wing, I understand that Libra represents the scales. Dr. Richter, I know you have to make many formal decisions that impact people's lives as you assess their health. However....

"Mr. Wing, your father is a judge. Dr. Richter, your sun sign is Libra. Wouldn't it make more sense if... you know... your codenames were the other way around...?"

An eerie stillness fell upon the room as all five members contemplated Rosa's words. The consternation on Artem's face was unmistakable, as was the chill in Vyn's eyes that he tried so hard to conceal. Both men, usually muted in their expressions, were undeniably stumped.

Luke's cell phone buzzed softly in his pocket, breaking the silence and restoring breathing air to the tense room. Carefully he slid it out and read the message:

Bet you 1000 Stellin that Vyn makes some snide comment about deserving 2 nicknames cuz he's got 2 doctorates lmaooo

Luke stifled a sigh and shot Marius a glance.

Throw in a free lunch this weekend and you have a bet. 👍

#tears of themis #tot #artem wing #vyn richter #marius von hagen #luke pearce #rosa qiangwei #Drabble #IT BOTHERS ME OKAY

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samsspambox · 2 years

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darius morgan should be an honorary member of the nxx at this point these are his following qualifications

assists the nxx with their work both individually and as a group

apparently is aware that the nxx group exists (re: anni event)

often provides backup to both the group and individuals

knows individuals enough to comment on their decisions (mostly artem and vyn, but marius and luke too sometimes)

just at this point make him a member ndkdnfn. i know he can't be one bc conflict of interest with the police yada yada but still, it's so funny to me that he's doing all this work for them without being part of the super secret spy group.

but it also got me thinking what his code name would be

like,, i would really wanna go with captain/it's variations in various languages mostly for simplicity but also bc why not? but also it's too on the nose so,,

i guess something along the lines of justice?? like cuz vyn has the whole 'judge' thing with adjudicator, artem has the scales with libra, you know. darius is the bringer of justice, the one who catches the bad guys.

but if we go the route of birds for government officials (re: raven), his code name could be condor. still going with the representing justice thing, apparently condors are seen as a symbol of justice.

and yeah. that's it, give darius morgan access to the nxx files please.

#sam rambles #tears of themis #darius morgan #tot darius morgan #LISTEN THIS EVENT MAKES THE THINK DARIUS COULD BE AN HONORARY NXX MEMBER BDKDNF #if y'all want drop down some code names for darius jdjdjf

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wormizh · 1 year

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artem’s codename is really good i enjoy it a lot i think its very fitting but also it’s very funny that hes just not a libra. i know libra is not JUST the sign but whatever……..

So im imagining MC saying "you know, he's not really a libra…" probably to another NXX member and definitely as a joke and artem overhears. he can't decide between being offended on the principle of being called unfit for something or being confused by what she means so he hides his troubled expression with a mug of a warm drink so she doesn't take his heavy frown personally. she's too busy laughing (is it at him? he hopes it's not at him) with whoever she’s talking to to notice either way.

he confronts (can u call it confronting if he essentially lingers quietly by the door frame for 10 minutes psyching himself up first??) her on her lunch break like a week later to ask for clarification because, surely, if she doesn't think he fits the name libra it must mean he's somehow failed at making fair judgements on their cases and he’s not seeing things rationally and impartially and, obviously, as a professional and her partner he wants to know what he can work on and—

"your birthday."

"my…what?"

"you're a taurus."

he stays silent.

the lack of response makes mc fidgety. "april 26th right?" he nods. "your zodiac. you're… you're not a libra. that's at the end of the year. that's all."

"ah." this is very embarrassing. "right. that… that makes sense."

they stand in silence for a moment more before he adjusts his tie, says hes got a case to look over, and makes a very quick exit.hiis ears are bright red. MC tries not to smile too wide at the sight or laugh too loud at the situation. for his sake.

mc learns an important lesson. artem does not know very much about the zodiac.

artem looks up the signs. the browser suggests "sign compatibility" and he has a staring contest with the search result, a battle raging between his curiosity vs. heavy handed shame at falling prey to superstition like that.

(he looks up a chart between taurus and every other sign. you know. for posterity. it's all fake anyways.

his cursor lingers over the rating between their signs before he promptly shuts the tab and calls it a night.)

#tears of themis #tot #Like realistically would he be aware of the zodiac sure whatever #but also would it be funny for artem to see zodiac shitposts like “my libra ass communicating perfectly” and being like so true.#wow its so weird how many other ppl call themselves libra.#Yes.#to me #artem wing #worm.talking #worm.hc #kind of.? like. shitpost.#anywayz

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exhausted-impact · 1 year

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Event Task: OMORI AU (aka SHOUGANAI)

Welcome to White Space.

You have been living here for as long as you can remember.

(Just a quick profile set for the OMORI AU/SHOUGANAI protagonists ^^ Hoping to write a full-fledged fic after I get through some work training ^^’)

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KING

- Been living with his cat GRAPE in White Space for as long as he can remember, but can’t really remember much else. His trusty PAINTBRUSH helps replicate many a beautiful scene, including a foe's downfall.

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ROSA

- Sweet, strong-willed, and universally-loved, ROSA serves as the group’s greatest source of morale and voice of reason. Her MICROPHONE, also her WEAPON of choice, allows her to be heard loud and clear.

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RAVEN

- Skilled in body and mind, RAVEN is the one to call whenever there is trouble. HIs level of skill allows him to take down foes with a good smack from a pillow. A WHISTLE is always at the ready to call his dear PEANUT at a moment’s notice.

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LIBRA

- As the most cool-headed and logical of the group, LIBRA can be counted on to have a plan for every situation...especially when KING and ADJUDICATOR get heated. A HOME-COOKED MEAL from him can instantly restore one’s energy.

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ADJUDICATOR

- Though he’d rather attend to his roses, ADJUDICATOR will not tolerate less than absolute victory, not while he can still fight. CARDS cut through foes in a flash, almost as well as his words can.

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GIANN, NEIL and VINCENT

- These three help keep the NXX on the right track. NEIL is always ready with a warm smile and good advice, while GIANN and VINCENT make sure the group takes a well-deserved break during their excursions.

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Would love to do more with this AU, definitely. But for now...thanks for reading until the end ^^

(Dedicated to @babylulururu and @actualbird as always ^^)

#tears of themis #tears of themis headcanons #marius von hagen #luke pearce #artem wing #vyn richter #tot rosa #tot #giann von hagen #neil hume #vincent kim #tot headcanons #lu jinghe #xia ya #zuo ran #mo yi #exhausted scribbles #omori au #omori

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actualbird · 2 years

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MARIUS VON HAGEN CARE MANUAL SENT AS A MASS EMAIL TO NXX FROM DAVIS IS SO FUNNY how did it get this bad marius…

irt fic idea whiplash

MARIUS HAS,,,,,A VERY BAD WEEK hjsdfklhjdslfks. if i were to make that little idea a full fic, i'd format it like the files we can access at the NXX HQ ingame, with the full file/s and then at the bottom of each file, everybody is commenting w their codenames and shit

Rosa: Uhhh, DAVIS does know that Marius can also see the files put here, right? Raven: Not this one, it seems. The access is restricted to just us four. Libra: That doesn't seem...morally ideal? Adjudicator: Given that DAVIS is a sentient AI who has yet to to blow up the planet despite the fact he definitely has the power to, I think this is on the very minuscule end of the spectrum morally unideal things. Libra: Point taken.

but now im also thinking that it can be a series of files shared to the rest of the team, w each file having DAVIS reveal that marius' schedule has been going at a breakneck pace and the strangest thing is that it's marius' own doing. DAVIS checked, marius is the one scheduling so much for himself!!! hes the one putting back to back meetings at pax and relentless thesis consultations at university and more. DAVIS even saw that marius isnt returning to the von hagen estate these days. when it’s evening and everything that could be done has been done, he goes to his studio instead and stays the night there.

which then makes the team worried cuz What Is Happening, Why Is He Burying Himself In Work, What Could Possibly Make Him Work Himself To The Bone And Avoid His Own Home, As If He’s Running From Something, As If He's Trying His Damn Best To Not Think About Anything Else To Distract Himself From Something That He Doesn't Want To Remember---

DAVIS: Oh. It's...Mrs. von Hagen's birthday in a few days.

and then everything makes sense

(..........ok so in the span of one response, the tiny idea just got outlined in my brain. dagnabbit.)

#asks #isnt it wild that marius blamed himself and his existence for his mom's death for a while. and by wild i mean it makes me want to scream #anon #marius von hagen #tears of themis

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tearsofmochi · 1 year

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vynrosa 1 first draft

It was unnatural for Vyn to space out and get lost in his thoughts during working hours let alone be drinking something intoxicating, not even wine at that time of the day. He blinked a few times as an attempt to refocus as if it would wipe the slate clean, but the image of her bright green eyes looking up at no one but him. How he gently traced his finger on her neck, from under her ear down to her collar bones, as she bent over him. How her soft red lips parted, how her tongue glided along his tip and welcomed him, seemed to have been imprinted indelibly on his mind.

For someone who has no need for irrational human behavior, his chest was awfully tight, whenever she’s within his senses’ range. He doesn’t believe in love, let alone at first sight, but his breath seemed caught up and stuck in his throat along with the words he cannot allow to escape his mouth, the first time he saw her. His stomach fluttering, sending sweet tingles towards his lower abdomen, just above his thighs, when he remembers how she was sucking his cock. His heart was beating so damn hard as if in protest his reason, rallying the rest of his body to join its cause, which is for him to admit the truth that he was in love with Rosa. The evident bulge in his crotch was enough proof.

With a sharp exhale, he stood up and walked towards the window, like a criminal escaping his crime scene. Perhaps some fresh air would help, he thought. Oh, how terribly wrong he was, for there was no way he could stop thinking about Rosa.

He knew it was wrong.

And though he does not feel anything, other than respect, for Artem Wing, he never thought that fucking his girlfriend behind his back was right.

In fact, he did not wish for possessions belonging to others. He normally wouldn’t settle for less.

But on that one fateful day, amidst the tower of cards, Artem Wing made the biggest mistake of sending Rosa to his way, into his house and into his life. He knew then that he wanted her. He knew he will get her. Preferably on her knees, naked and screaming his name in absolute pleasure. It wouldn’t be easy, but he knew it would be worth it.

And when the Libra announced that a new member was joining the NXX, he never expected it would be a Rose among the thorns. His Rose. Finally, their paths are slowly intertwining. From across the room, their eyes locked, and she flashed her sweetest smile at him. In that instant, he knew she’ll be in the palm of the hands of the Adjudicator in no time.

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Vyn Richter never curses. But when Artem Wing announced during a regular NXX meeting that him and Rosa are officially together, he cursed out loud. Loud enough for the Raven and The King to shoot him questioning looks. The Adjudicator excused himself early that night and was not seen in several meetings following that night.

All is fair in love and war, they say, and Vyn believed that. But only after those long nights in the NXX meeting lounge, when the meeting has long been over, and the NXX members have gone home. He might not have won the war but he’s still in the battle.

When he said that we will be staying for the night to review some files one night. Rosa gave him a look and volunteered to help; he felt a spark ignite. The spark turned into a flame when Rosa told Artem to go home without her because she there were mountains of files needed to be organized.

Being alone with her that night, after so long, did something to him. The familiar scent of her perfume, the way their arms occasionally touch. The way she stares into his eyes when she speaks about her analysis and how she listens intently as he speaks about his opinion on her analysis. How she tied her hair up that night. How pretty her neck was, how two of her buttons were undone. How he’d be able to see her cleavage if he undid one more of those buttons. How her breasts would feel against his palms-

“Dr. Richter?” her voice snapped him off his thoughts. Panic started to creep in when he realized his situation. As he was about to explain himself, he saw her usually sweet lips curve into a playful smirk.

“You’ve been staring at me, Vyn.” She purposedly dragged his name out. She moved closer to him and before he knew it, her breasts were resting on his chest. She pushed him back and as she towered above him, she said “I’ve known it all along, Vyn… and I’ve been waiting for you to do something. But I guess I can’t wait any longer.”

She reached out to remove his glasses and as her hungry lips descended upon his, the flame finally turned into a fire.

Reason left his being as she dominated him. Before he could react to anything she said, he found himself enveloped by her warmth as she eased herself against him, her scent intoxicating, her tongue inside his mouth taking control. All he managed was a deep moan. And as if to confirm the reality of what was happening to him, Vyn grabbed her breast in one hand, and her ass in another.

Rosa chuckled against his lips, pleased that her advances were welcomed. Her fingers swiftly undid his tie, and the next thing he knew, he was blindfolded by it. Vyn let out a sound in protest, but Rosa silenced him as her tongue invaded his mouth once more and all he could do was moan. She moved away from him, before he could wonder what she would do next, he felt cold steel against his wrists as she cuffed his hand behind him. This time his moan was louder.

There was something extremely arousing in losing one of his senses. The anticipation only made him want her more.

Cold fingers started unbuttoning his shirt. As each button became undone so was his sanity. Wet lips and tongue left sultry kisses along his jaw line, slowly moving over his adam’s apple until finally suckling on his collar bone. The sensation of hot moist flesh against his skin and the wet slopy sounds from the kisses left him panting. He whispered her name in between his moans and ragged breathing as he writhed in pleasure, arching his back to close the gap, if there was any, between them in the hopes of becoming one with her.

Seeing him helpless and needy because of her, Rosa’s arousal instantly became a reflection of Vyn’s. She shouldn’t be doing this, but she can’t stop now. Oh, how she wanted this for so long. Both have become a hot and horny mess, but she knew she had to draw this moment out as long as possible because it might not happen again.

She finally undid his pants. Vyn hissed in anticipation, his throbbing erection greeted Rosa’s face. At that moment, Rosa loosened the tie around his eyes just so he could see her face between his thighs, looking up at him as if worshipping his penis.

“Oh fuck!” Vyn grunted. He wanted to choke her pretty neck, grab her hair and fuck her face silly. But all he could do was writhe in pleasure while Rosa was teasing him. When she finally sucked him, Vyn grunted her name out loud in response. And though he wanted to keep looking at her pretty little lips wrapped around his cock, he can’t help but thrust his head backwards in pleasure. Rosa let her tongue swirl around his shaft before giving it a good suck making Vyn lost his mind.

His moans are getting louder, his breaths have become shallow and fast, in sync to Rosa’s bobbing head. His hips lift as if to attempt to fuck her throat, wanting more depth and more friction. As he was nearing his climax, he slammed his cock into her mouth until he burst his sweet release.

His knees were shaking, his vision fading, but he can still see how Rosa licked him up clean. How she then stood up in front of him, her nakedness was only for him to behold, even just for that night. Until he heard a knock on his door.

“Dr. Richter? your next patient is ready to see you. Shall I let her in?” his secretary called out from outside, bringing him back to the present.

“Dammit!” He breathed as he looked at the raging bulge on his crotch. “I shall see her in ten minutes, thank you...” he replied to her as he reached for tissues and headed towards the comfort room.

-END-

Send help lmao

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salt-and-vynegar · 9 months

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Interpreting Dreams Tips/Guide

For being a quiz, this still gives me some interesting information. I also really like that some of the questions are tailored to the suitors. There are still a few basic general questions that are the same across the board, which has some interesting details.

Interpreting Dreams Level 1: 2 questions

Interpreting Dreams Level 2: 2 questions

Interpreting Dreams Level 3: 3 questions

Interpreting Dreams Level 4: 3 questions (Hint: They use the metric system.)

You have 30 seconds for each question before your partner gives you a hint. The timer resets for each question. In addition, the game does not penalize you when you get the answer wrong, but it will tell you if the letter placement is right. As usual, I’ll put the questions and their answers under the cut, since depending on the suitor you use, you get some different questions.

The correct answers will be bolded and italicized.

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Luke

Level 1:

How many members are in the NXX investigation team? 5

What is Luke’s English Codename? RAVEN

Level 2:

So far... How many attorneys from Baldr Legal Office have you seen? 3

When is Luke’s Birthday? 12/05

Level 3:

You graduated a year before Kiki. By how many years is she your junior? 1

When does the Stellis courthouse usually open? 10AM

At what age did Luke attend college? 16

Level 4:

How many strings does a violin have? 4

Vyn’s father has always been secretly investigating Pluto. What is his surname? HASPRAN

How tall is Luke? 180CM

Artem

Level 1:

How many members are in the NXX investigation team? 5

What is Artem’s English Codename? LIBRA

Level 2:

So far... How many attorneys from Baldr Legal Office have you seen? 3

When is Artem’s Birthday? 04/26

Level 3:

You graduated a year before Kiki. By how many years is she your junior? 1

When does the Stellis courthouse usually open? 10AM

How many times did Artem take the Senior Attorney exam? 1

Level 4:

How many strings does a violin have? 4

Vyn’s father has always been secretly investigating Pluto. What is his surname? HASPRAN

How tall is Artem? 182CM

Vyn

Level 1:

How many members are in the NXX investigation team? 5

What is Vyn’s English Name? VILHELM

Level 2:

So far... How many attorneys from Baldr Legal Office have you seen? 3

When is Vyn’s Birthday? 09/27

Level 3:

You graduated a year before Kiki. By how many years is she your junior? 1

When does the Stellis courthouse usually open? 10AM

By what name does Vyn’s father usually call him? ALBERT

Level 4:

How many strings does a violin have? 4

Vyn’s father has always been secretly investigating Pluto. What is his surname? HASPRAN

How tall is Vyn? 178CM

Marius

Level 1:

How many members are in the NXX investigation team? 5

What is Marius’s English Codename? KING

Level 2:

So far... How many attorneys from Baldr Legal Office have you seen? 3

When is Marius’s Birthday? 06/21

Level 3:

You graduated a year before Kiki. By how many years is she your junior? 1

When does the Stellis courthouse usually open? 10AM

Who has the codename “King”? MARIUS

Level 4:

How many strings does a violin have? 4

Vyn’s father has always been secretly investigating Pluto. What is his surname? HASPRAN

How tall is Marius? 188CM

#Tears of Themis #Tears of Themis Observations #My Writings #ToT: Moonlit Eve Event

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incorrect-nxx · 2 years

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aaron: so, what are your powers?

artem : i am the law

luke: i'm a special agent with superhuman reflexes

marius: i am marius von hagen

rosa: i can make good life decisions

aaron: that’s not a-

artem: no, trust us, she’s our most important member

#incorrect quotes #tears of themis #tot #incorrect tears of themis #incorrect tot #luke pearce #marius von hagen #artem wing #vyn richter #raven #king #libra #adjudicator #rosa #nxx shenanigans

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welshoot · 3 years

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Tears of Themis Code Name Analysis: Libra

It’s me back at my analysis crap again. Mihoyo has unlocked a terrifyingly nerdy part of me and I'm kind of loving it. I was initially going to do this as one post but due to my horrible habit of rambling when I get excited, each NXX member gets their own post. Also, potential spoilers under the cut.

So, first up is Artem a.k.a Libra. I would like to point out that Artem is not, in fact, a Libra. He’s a Taurus. That said, his code name is probably related to the fact that Libra is the scales of Themis which ties nicely into the fact he’s a lawyer. In terms of Zodiac, Libra is all about balance. Balance in everything. They strive for that balance and that can lead to issues for them, such as being indecisive. So a man who strives for balance in everything, is related to the law, but can be indecisive. Sounds kind of like Artem already. After all, he really struggled with deciding whether or not MC should be his partner. Also, Fun fact: Libra is the only inanimate object of the Zodiac. Whether or not that means anything I have no idea.

#Tears of themis #Artem wing #Libra #Analysis #Zodiac #tot #NXX

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cjinjinx · 3 years

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NXX FANMADE MINI ALBUM [ ORACLE OF JUSTICE ]

I made a fanmade album if they were a group xD

Some considerations about the group name and stage name: I chose NXX, cuz it's the organization where the 4 characters work together. At first I had thought of using their english names as stage names, but I changed my mind, cuz they chose their own code names to use in NXX, so I thought it was better to choose these as their stage names.

Please don't take these signatures too seriously, I'm not very creative for that hahaha I'll be posting more the photobook content soon! Also please don't repost!!

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incorrectmidc · 2 years

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NXX + hands

Shackles of Fame

Fame, the most sought-after prize in the whole world… But is it truly a privilege or is it shackles?

Clairvoyant

Don’t even try lying to a psychiatrist.

Butterfly

The fiery red butterfly fluttering its wings at the tip of Luke’s finger reminds you of the summers when he caught butterflies for you.

Artem and I

It’s as if you and Artem returned to your student days again. He isn’t “Mr. Wing”, but your caring and supportive senior.

#Marius von Hagen #Vyn Richter #Luke Pearce #Artem Wing #King #Adjudicator #Raven #Libra #nxx + hands #Tears of Themis #quotes

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geoculiiis · 3 years

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soft....artem x nb reader maybe....pls...just. hands

“strength in numbers, heat in hands” : artem wing

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[ *tooth rotting fluff *artem wing once again doesn’t know what he’s doing but he is trying his best at it for sure *wandering hands??? but like the sfw kind *hurt/comfort but it’s temperature/comfort instead *tw for artem’s sick wheels and big hands*also artem has the cold feet in the relationship and he will make it known EVERY night in bed

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[ the night is young and the season is fierce. it’s a late night at the firm, and the infamous ‘libra’ makes the mistake of letting you slip out before he can take you home.

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[ brain is mush. late night winter apartment? dark and cold. domestic artem hands... soft and warm. good.

“stop” a recognizable voice rings in your ear. your steps come to a grinding halt when you feel a hand latch onto your thin office jacket. its’ grip is not tight but it still prevents you from moving.

“artem” you coo, your playful eyes looking back into his stern ones “it’s only the beginning of november. a little chill won’t hinder my way home.” with a light tug your jacket is now free from his grasp, though he still gives you one of his trademark eye rolls.

“i specifically directed that you left early in the winter months due to a lack of transportation. you should rest assured that stuffing you in the back seat of my suv isn’t necessarily a bother.” his hands glide over a few nxx folders on your desk, quietly admiring their tidiness “just because i’m working late tonight doesn’t mean i can’t drop you off and come ba-”

ring . . .

artem groans silently to himself, pinpointing the sound coming from his office. “i have to take this” he sighs “i’ll be back to take you home in five to ten minutes.”

yet when you hear his brisk footsteps and the slamming of a door, you grin to yourself. the sun is only setting now, and the street is guarded by lamps. “surely he wouldn’t miss me if i left early?” you thought to yourself, deciding to leave a small notecard on your desk. the words “i’ll call you when i get home -y/n” written in bold penmanship.

“reports suggest that christmas will be coming early in stellis” a reporter states, making vague gestures to the map behind her “as we could get up to two feet of snow and several fallen trees within the park areas”

celestine is once again grateful for having the deed to the entire building, as any innocent renter below the snack bar would think they were smuggling a clocktower complex inside. his footsteps are loud and fast, pacing back and forth as much as he can in a room filled with paperwork.

“with how big the cloud cover is, there’s a chance they probably sent the message and it hasn’t come through yet, right?” she finds him walking briskly into your office, a room of which he was once terrified of going in alone. “artem, damn it, artem-!” she calls again, looking up at the popup on her phone: a power blackout in y/n’s part of town. she runs to follow him, bumping into his back when she finds him standing perfectly still. there, he stares at the corner of y/n’s desk. there, are their apartment keys.

and that’s where he’s ended up now, thankful now more than ever he knows the back streets and alleyways of stellis. he drives cautiously, but certainly at no speed that could be considered legal. he flicks on the cab lights as he reaches the dark area, silently praising kiki for the idea. by the time his car is shut off, a foot is already on the sidewalk, opting to take the stairs over the out of commission elevator. he thinks he can hear the bellhop asking who he is. he does not answer.

what is stellis’ uprise will also be stellis’ downfall. their technology is fantastically advanced, though when the major tech installations came in back in 2026, several thousands of old furnaces, boilers and air conditioners went for scrap - leaving barely any backup power or generators for most high-end facilities when the electronic grid is struck.

as he climbs to the eighth floor, he’s stripping himself of his blazer, juggling it between his phone flashlight and tying it around his waist like a middle schooler. he legs it down the halls to find your room, and if the situation weren’t so dire, he’d look hilarious.

“y/n!” he breathes upon seeing you around the corner, staring at your chilled figure. he wastes no time in picking you up; he quietly dreads the jog back down, phone in mouth, though he’d never say it.

“here.” he grabs a few more blankets from the back, draping them over you. you’re pretty tired and out of it- the comforting scent of artem’s cologne-covered blazer isn’t exactly helping. the last you really remember is snuggling into the tailored fabric and succumbing to the weakness in your limbs.

“here” you hear again, this time a little clearer than the last. you wipe your foggy eyes, looking around to unfamiliar surroundings. with all due respect to artem, his apartment...is exactly what you would have expected. the only things you can really see have changed in god knows how long he’s been living here are a few family photos on the wall, clothing and tech in various places and an empty box of asian takeout on his coffee table. the rest is, well, default.

your eyes snap back to your nearby surroundings. a few pieces of clothing lie parallel to the takeout. there, stiff as a board, artem struggles how to hold you as you sleep in his arms. at some point he has changed into a loose button up and some black skinny jeans. despite the slight chill left in your bones, a laugh stifles from your lips.

“is something funny? i brought some clothing for you to sleep in tonight.” his face contorts as he gestures at the stack on the table, opting to look away in embarrassment.

“i never pictured you walking around barefoot in jeans.” you comment, and his face only burns brighter. “well, ehm-- many people- wear-- casual.. clothing.” he feels like dying at his choice of words, heart melting when a full giggle comes out of your mouth. “alright, may i ask how i got here?” your voice is weak from your sleepy state, but you lean over to grab at a large nightgown. his nightgown, you note.

“you forgot your keys at the firm, i’m sure you know by now. i came to get you but by that point the power was out in your district. i didn’t want you to sleep on a clammy paperwork-filled sofa bed therefore i brought you to my place. i.. i hope that was an acceptable thing of me to do.” he sighs, face returning to its’ fire-y glow.

“did you seriously just ask me if it was indecent of you to save me from hypothermia?” you snort, perhaps a little more blunt than usual. this elicits a soft hum from him, making him stand up. the lighting is dim in his lounge but, unbeknownst to him, you can still make out how rosy his cheeks are.

at the sight of you throwing the nightgown over your shoulders and beginning to unravel the layers underneath, artem shuffles awkwardly. he moves to get up, not wanting to disturb you. “i’ll make some hot cocoa” his voice cracks, feet sliding across the wooden paneling.

“wait, artem-” you hand reaches out to him, grabbing two of his fingers. he turns to you almost instantly with a look of worry. “is.. something wrong, y/n?”

“i’m.. still a little cold. do you mind staying with me a little bit more?” your voice is timid, unsure of his reaction. artem blinks a little, gears turning in his head. how you managed to change in that time frame, he’ll never know.

“sure, yeah. here,” he sits beside you, shifting so that you’re huddled in his lap. his chest vibrates against your back every time he talks, providing a grounding rhythm to focus on. “hold still.” he says lightheartedly, proceeding to shove his hands in under your shirt.

“artem!” you scold, ready to start slinging profanities. you don’t even have the chance to do so before a blanket is thrown over your face, however. you slip it over your head. turning to look at him. “would you be quiet?” he says, and you realize that you may have gotten the wrong idea. “i was just placing my arms on your stomach because they’re warm.” the senior attorney spouts, refusing to look you in the eyes. with a petty huff and a lip pout, he snuggles his head into your shoulder. “put your hands on mine. you’ll keep warm like that.”

and you decide, rather suddenly, that perhaps you’d relish in the fact that you now had a pair of rather large and familiar hands-- with veins and joints to trace your fingers over. . . .

“hey! quit that, artem! your feet are cold!”

#IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG #i wanted to make it perfect #artem wing #artem wing x reader #artem wing x y/n #artem wing x you #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis fluff #zuo ran #zuo ran x reader #zuo ran x you #zuo ran fluff #zuo ran x y/n

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Hi there! May I request a fic with Rosa, where her and reader are attending a fancy party or ball? I really love her outfits in the SSR cards haha, and for this they're already dating! Perhaps on a mission, or dancing..? The details are up to you, these are just some ideas!

YES you may request a rosa fic she deserves so much spotlight,, I see marius and my heart stops then I see mc and I combust into nb flag colored confetti, good for gender reveal parties

I hate to do this but Y/C/N is your code name hh I'm sorry also please say you haven't watched white collar because this is literally the plot of Bottlenecked and last apology I did not proofread this so it's a little all over the place aha hope the actual ballroom part was satisfactory seeing as I got caught up in the case 😔 I tried so hard to make this consistent but I have also been awake for 22 hours </3

》 M.list

Warnings: drowning ment., kidnapping ment.

"Rosa, stop giggling! You're making me laugh too!"

"Sorry Raven, I can't help it! Trying to get into character for this is too difficult."

"Just channel King."

Rosa only laughed harder at that, fighting to keep her cool while getting into character. "Damn, shawty bae, want to get in my Lexus and take a trip to my factory full of underpaid workers?"

You heard all this through your earpiece, giggling too much to join in. Instead, you switched the channel, choosing to talk the other members while Raven and your girlfriend laughed helplessly.

"Hey guys, knock it off. Any more of that and I'd be too giggly to carry out the mission," you said, adjusting your sleeve.

"I don't talk like that." You could hear King's pout over the line, sending you into another small laughing fit.

"Everyone, please, this is Y/C/N's first mission, can we help them get into the right headspace?" Libra's voice pleaded.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Raven replied, smile audible. "I'll let you guys finish getting ready. My cheeks hurt!"

You removed, turned off, and pocketed your earpiece on your way to Rosa's hotel room. You were excited to show her your attire for tonight and wanted it to be a private moment.

Popping your head in the door, you asked if she had hers out too. With her conformation, you entered her dressing room.

Your shared gasps upon seeing one another were met with matching smiles. As her fingers brushed over your outfit, you admired the way the bodice hugged her frame while retaining its modesty and how the airy, flowing fabrics of the skirt still managed to be heavy enough to create an alluring silhouette. A shared smile and a deep kiss was enough to communicate your thoughts, and you were off, an ominous black bag at your side.

》》▪︎》》

With the tickets Marius provided, entry wasn't an issue, even with the large duffel bag you had on your hip.

"Alright, let's find this guy. No apprentice of mine, especially not one named Victor Siege, gets to challenge me and get away with it. He even paid for a name change, how cringe is Siege?" you said.

All this began because you were briefly questioned in an NXX case, and you gave your number to MC. Some time passed, and you'd been dating her for a while when a number of forgeries were exposed and all signs pointed to you. While you were a sweet, loving girlfriend, you were willing to go to any lengths to help people. The Robin Hood of the art world, you stole and forged priceless pieces of art, always returning them to the families they rightly belonged to. Your real income, however, came from the pieces you'd take along with your mark. They just wanted something pretty to hang in their huge, unused houses, so what's the harm if they still have their eye candy?

Needless to say, MC was heartbroken until Marius stepped in. He saw real emotion in your work and couldn't let another talent like Jason Sanders slip through his fingers. He offered you a position within the NXX as a forger, with caveats. If you were caught stealing or forging without the explicit permission of the NXX, you would be charged appropriately and incarcerated. And, as an extra precaution, you were given an ankle monitor with a 2 mile radius around the residence Marius provided for you where he could keep tabs on you. Artem protested his decision, but Marius assumed full responsibility should you do anything untoward.

MC was still devastated you lied to her, but after a while, she resumed her relationship with you, having realized you never compromised your personality when you were with her, you were genuinely you.

However, this case was different. Your past had caught up with you and an apprentice of yours decided he had something to prove, so he challenged you. PAX was holding a gala with its own small auction and your apprentice wanted you and him to submit an impossible forgery: a pre-war wine bottle. Whoever's passed the most tests would win. He was playing for pride, while you were playing for information. You asked the NXX for help and they reluctantly agreed, with the promise that you would explain yourself afterwards.

You entered the gala with MC on your arm, scanning the crowd for Victor.

You picked an empty corner table to set your things down, including your forged bottle. "He's here somewhere. Since he made the wager so close to the auction date, I missed the submission deadline. I'll have to present the wine bottle in the middle of the auction," you mumbled to MC, who nodded in understanding.

She beamed as you dragged her to the large, bustling dance floor in the middle of the hall. "No harm in a little fun while casing the joint, huh sweetpea?" she teased.

"Sweetpea! You're so old-fashioned sometimes. And anyways, you know me. I've never worked a day in my life," you dipped her in time with the music and pressed a kiss to her lips.

She flushed at your boldness and hid her face in your neck, quickly changing the topic. "I never considered how much work goes into forgeries. I've looked into forged painting with Marius before, but I'd forgotten there are other things to be forged, such as gemstones and-"

"Wine bottles, of all things. Alcohol tastes like ass and there's no way anyone would drink a bottle as priceless as this. Everyone needs a hobby, I suppose," you mocked.

"Stop! You're too funny."

It was your turn to flush, thoroughly enjoying every compliment she offered. Unfortunately, duty calls, and you pulled her off the floor to discreetly converse with Marius over your comms.

"The Franklin should present in around an hour, you two lovebirds have 45 minutes to enjoy the festivities."

"Perfect. I'm sure we'll get up to some mischief."

"We will not!"

"Haha! Happy hunting. King out."

Eagerly, you and your darling lover made your way back to the dance floor.

"As I was saying, I failed to consider the aged wax, label, cork, et cetera. I may be less than pleased you had to break into someone's wine cellar for the wax, but I will admit I'm impressed. Too bad you can't falsify the cesium test."

The original bottle was sealed before the atomic bomb was detonated, and therefore there was no cesium present inside the bottle. Anything made after the war had cesium in it, no matter what. It was impossible to pass, but the authenticator was going to perform a few tests beforehand, which is where the competition fell.

"Cesium test or not, I really needed this."

"What, a good crime?" she deadpanned.

A sheepish smile was all you could offer in return as you spun her in circles, hand firmly planted beneath her shoulderblade and fingers laced with hers.

》》▪︎》》

Your teeth flashed in a dangerous grin. It was time. Almost whimsically, you retrieved your duffel. Tapping a finger to your earbud, you breathed deep.

"It's go time."

You burst through the doors. "Stop! Stop the auction!"

Marius hurried over, looking positively scandalized. "What's this about?"

"Your Franklin bottle is a fake. This," you pulled your forgery from your bag, "is the real Franklin."

Marius waved the appraiser over, face grim. "He's a really good actor," you thought as you handed the bottle to the wiry man. His initial evaluation made Marius heave a sigh.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do not panic. The bidding will resume, we will simply have to present the true Franklin later on in the evening once the tests have been run," Marius said over the din of the room.

The wait was nerve-wracking, for you at least. MC was still in the dark as to why Victor's info was so important, but she didn't press it. As per the agreement, she'd know later on that evening, and delayed gratification is better than none at all.

Three shared victories tied you and Victor, having passed the wax, cork, and glass refraction tests. Marius' authenticator made a small scene regarding the bill for two cesium tests, but a word from your young associate was all it took for the forgeries to be whisked away once more.

"Of course ours will be exposed as a forgery, but so will Victor's. That way we can case him on fraud and he'll be out of my hair, and I'll finally have a lead on Paco," you mumbled.

"Paco?" MC asked.

Your apologetic smile was a bit frustrating, but she let it slide for the time being.

》》▪︎》》

How could this have happened? Victor's bottle passed the cesium test, meaning he stole the real Franklin and set you up. All the controversy surrounding the bottle caused its price to skyrocket, giving him the funds he needed to pay off the Russian mob. Whatever the hell he was into, it wasn't your business, you just needed that info. Victor was not getting away with both his loan money and a boost in pride at having surpassed his mentor.

You bolted when he did, much to the dismay of MC and Marius.

"Give me a few, guys, I can corner him in an old construction site. We may not be able to bag him on forgery, but Captain Morgan can hold him on trespassing until I figure something out. I know you're wary, but please call him and give him access to my anklet's location."

The team exchanged glances and quickly regrouped. Luke and Artem set up Morgan's chase with ease, but it was all on you now.

》》▪︎》》

"Victor! Do you hear those sirens? It's over. Tell me where she is."

The scaffolding you stood upon rang with the blow of the wind, swaying with unease. The air smelled of salt and tasted of the sea.

"Oh, Y/N. Do you really think I'd give up that easily? I don't care about the end of the line, I care about the journey you take to join me. Who knows what he's got her doing. Petty theft at her age? Could become a deep-seated issue."

"I don't understand! I treated you like my own son, like the brother she never had. Why go through all this trouble?"

"Some things are more valuable than love, my dear mentor." He shifted his foot backwards, looking you dead in the eye.

"No!"

You scrambled to reach him, to catch him, to hold him, but all you saw when you reached the edge of the scaffold was the ripples of his landing. From this height, he was likely too injured to save himself. You tore at your clothes, removing excess fabric, poised yourself to dive—

The moment never came. Captain Morgan reached you just in time to wrangle you away from the edge despite your most desperate efforts.

The other members of the NXX arrived on the scene, surprised to see a bodybag. You were on the docks now, wailing into MC's arms as she did her best to console you.

Perhaps your interrogation would have to wait.

#i didnt proofread this but i tried to go back and make it consistent #file retrieved!#tears of themis #tears of themis x reader #tot mc x reader #tot x reader #not me mixing two reverse crime show plots in here and throwing in a little spice of my own #if you want a series abt this lmk but be warned it won't be good

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