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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Getting Jealous of Vyn Richter's Fanclub

Pairing: Vyn Richter x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, public display of affection, jealousy, lipstick marks, comfort

A/N: Do you think he can fix what ever is wrong with my tendency to fall for characters that don't exist? No probably not, I don't want him to.

You know that your boyfriend is amazing and handsome and deserves to be praised, so when did it start bothering you so much how loved he is

He's noticed his fanclub of course but he doesn't pay them much attention apart then thanking them for their adoration

Vyn always looks forward to seeing you at the end of the day, you know he's smiling at you but his fangirls always seem to think its for the,

It's like dating a celebrity, you never know if one of his fangirls is gonna drop in on you

Still you knew he was popular when you started dating him but you figured it would die down once he entered a relationship with you

Nope, there are still gifts and dreamy sighs for him

Although he thinks his fanclub is nice he always makes it a point to show his affection for you when he's with you

Doesn't matter who sees him be doting over you, he'll lift you up and spin you into a kiss for all to see

Clinging to his arm became something of a habit, you're absolutely bragging when you lean up to kiss him and he turns to catch your lips in the last second, only you can do that

Vyn notices how you grip him harder when the ladies from his fanclub are close by

Quite cute but you're cutting of the circulation in his arm

The more it goes on the more you can't help but notice how pretty the women in his fanclub are and doubting yourself, maybe you need to show him more affection, dress better, listen more

You didn't think he noticed your kisses getting more desperate, how much you want him, more then normal, then you underestimate his observation skills

If Vyn was a shallow man he might go for someone from his fanclub, it'd be all too easy, but he doesn't want any of them, he's with you because you're the one who captured his heart, you're the one who always listens when he opens up, the one who dances with him every night before going to bed and the one who he brings flowers to every day

If it would make you feel better you can do something that will really let everyone know he's off limits

He wouldn't mind if you'd, for example, kissed his neck and some of your lipstick got on the collar of his shirt

Or that he accidentally let someone see the picture of you in that godly dress you wore, you know the one that he loves to take off

See, he's not above playing a few mindgames if they're for your benefit, let him be a little selfish, a little bit of a showoff

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toorurs · 1 month

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piove per noi. papers and documents are stacking up and he's working day and night to finish them, without taking a break. it's not like he does it on purpose, but he simply just forgets to take a break sometimes. today, he comes back home later than usual and expects you to be tucked into your sheets already, slumbering peacefully. but to his surprise you rush and greet him at the door as you give him a light peck on the cheek while nuzzling yourself into the crook of his neck. planting the palms of your hands onto either side of his cheeks and whispering sweet "i missed you's" into his ear . in this moment he comes to the realization that you’re the only thing that can take his mind off work and business matters. rain which fills the soil with water makes it moist and cool to touch. you’re his rain. the only one that hugs him in a loving embrace which makes him cool down and relax.

KAMISATO AYATO, alhaitham, zayne, ARTEM WING, nanami kento, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, DR. RATIO + your favs

(piove per noi = it rains for us in italian. based off the piece from stelvio cipriani)

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byizoyas · 11 months

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tears of themis ; drabbles

sfw. ✩ the type of hugs they give you featuring: artem, marius, luke, vyn

⸻ ꕥ ⌎ artem hugs you good morning pretty much everyday. his hugs are always quick, but so soft and comforting, and since he initiates it everytime it feels like he’s offering you his love through that daily embrace. and to be honest this is one of his ways to express his love. he’s pulling you so close that you can almost feel his heartbeat and then he drops a kiss on top of your head. he’s so gentle that if you ask for another one he’ll just keep you against him for as long as you want.

⸻ ꕥ ⌎ marius is super touchy. he just can’t help but pulls you in for a hug whenever he sees you. he stares at you for a few seconds, admiring how pretty you are and then he just rushes towards you, almost forcing you into his arms. ‘i love you’ he whispers against your ear, and he gets you smiling everytime. it surprised you at first how easy it was for him to speak these words so often but now you can’t see a day without hearing it, because it genuinely warms your heart everytime.

⸻ ꕥ ⌎ luke loves to hug you from behind while you’re doing something casual. you’re busy and he’s busy staring fondly at you. he looks at you for a few long minutes which seem to be a few seconds to him. you don’t even notice it because you’re too focused on your actions and he finds it absolutely adorable which is why he eventually comes towards you, grabs your waist and buries his face into your neck, dropping a few soft kisses on your skin.

⸻ ꕥ ⌎ vyn isn’t that much into initiating physical contact because he prefers when you do it. still, sometimes, when he craves attention and you don’t give it to him, he’ll take you by the hand and slowly pulls you in for a gentle embrace. and he remains unmoving, keeping you close to his heart and humming your delicious scent. he always tells you compliments while rubbing your back softly. his hugs definitely are the best despite it not occurring a lot making them really precious to you.

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p4ndawrites · 6 days

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Love never felt easier

Tags: Female Reader, love interest insert, no mention of Y/N

Hey Guys! So this is just me getting back into writing so sorry if it's a bit rusty. Eitherway I hope you enjoy!

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She loved him. Didn't she?

The constant thrum of her heartbeat that spiked when he was around had proven that. Though she played it off easily considering how playful she was around others, but surely…

Surely, this was different.

Perhaps it started with the small things, like noticing the way he would tap his pencil on the desk to fill the silence, the constant 'ticking' serving as a way for others to know that he was bored. Or how he wasn't afraid to be himself even if others thought negatively about him. The happy, over-the-top personality that somehow made it so much easier to hide the growing feelings she felt under a veil of irritation yet also made it difficult to hide the smile that almost always appeared when he was around.

When had it even started? Was it after she threatened to hit him with her bag? Or was it when she asked him over for their weekly movie night?

Maybe it had started when he had stayed over the night last month and woke to her silent sobs that she thought she could get out without waking him. When he wrapped his arms around her, teasing her in hopes her anger would overtake her sadness (no one said he was good at comforting others, but the thought counts) because he'd rather see her yelling than crying. How she had woken up that morning to his blanket being thrown over her own, him lying asleep on the other couch that somehow had been pulled closer to her own.

Or maybe, just maybe it had been because he never spoke of it again. He would tease and nag, but he'd never ask her why she was crying because he knew that she would have told him if she were comfortable with it.

Either way, the point is that she fell for him, hadn't she? Every action, every smile, every word, she had softened quite a bit recently towards him. No longer would she snap at him as much as she did before, seeming to go for more of a teasing approach just to see his smile widen as he took on the challenge.

Now that she thinks about it, she probably had been in love with him for a while and only realized it now when it was too much to ignore. People seem to think that it's easy for one to notice when their feelings change for someone, but how do you know when everything feels the same?

Same words, different font.

The point is, she's pretty sure that she fell for him. Now what should she do? No one gave detailed instructions on how to deal with the emotion, and now she was completely in the dark.

But all in all, no matter how irritating he may be and how many times she wished he had an off switch, she's glad she fell for him.

Because even though she's in the dark about what to do now, he'll be the light to pull her out of it.

He always is.

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the-travelling-witch · 5 months

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𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐦: 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱

pairing: marius von hagen x gn! reader

prompt: gift shopping + movie night

miscellaneous masterlist || hollysm event

When you came home from your gift shopping trip, you were exhausted, the bags you were holding seemingly weighing a ton. Marius next to you, however, looked as lively as life itself, the grin on his face not able to possibly be any bigger.

Of course, the shopping trip had been his idea but you had easily agreed, considering the approaching holidays and your lack of presents. Only when you had arrived in the city, though, did you remember something integral: Marius’s willingness to buy just about anything your eyes landed on for even a second.

“I still think the gem drop necklace would’ve suited you well,” the man next to you said, setting down his bags before taking the ones you were holding. Initially, he had offered to carry yours too but you wanted to do at least that much yourself.

“And I’ll remind you again, I already have a similar one,” you sighed affectionately. “One that you bought for me, actually.”

“So?” He shrugged his shoulders way too casually when your eyes had nearly bulged out of your head when you saw the price tag. Cupping your cheek, his amethyst eyes were softer with love than the pads of his fingers felt against your skin. “You should have options to choose from, so don’t hesitate to be a little greedy. For you, there should only be the best.”

Smiling up at him equally as fond, you placed your hand over his, slowly stroking over his slender fingers with one of yours before humming pensively. “But I already have you, how could there be anything better than that?”

Your squeal echoed around the house followed by your giggles as Marius swooped you up into his arms, spinning you around before setting off towards the living room. Apparently, Vincent had been working hard as you were gone, because the house was tastefully decorated with boughs of holly, fairy lights and sparkling ornaments.

“You can’t just say something like that and expect me to ever let you go again,” Marius chuckled as both of you plopped down on the comfortable couch. The festivities were still a while off but he looked like a child on Christmas already. “So, did you already think about what you want to watch today?”

“Hm, it’s a tough call,” you laughed, thinking about your options of Christmas movies. “Do you want to watch the obligatory story of a high-strung business woman falling for the guy moving to the city and opening her eyes to the beauty of Christmas? Or rather one about a rich prick falling head over heels for a woman that’s made out to be very plain but is actually super attractive?”

Marius tapped his chin in mock contemplation for a second, his lips quirking up into a grin at your sarcasm. “Let’s go with the first one. I already know all about rich pricks falling for stunningly beautiful people.”

At the end of his sentence he tapped your nose affectionately and your cheeks heated up consequently. Then you regained your composure and playfully jabbed your finger into his chest. “Marius von Hagen, you’re not a prick. You’re very sweet and attentive.”

“Who said I was talking about myself?” He laughed as you muttered a ‘Maybe you are a bit of a prick’ under your breath, then wrapped his arms around your middle tighter to subsequently bring you closer. “Well, you are the most gorgeous person I’ve ever met, both inside and out, so maybe it’s true. I definitely think you changed me for the better.”

From up close you could study him without trouble as your hands framed his perfect face the same way your knees bracketed his hips against the cushions. Caressing your thumbs over his cheekbones, you felt his arms unwind from you so he could settle his ringed hands on your waist.

Then, you leaned forward until your lips brushed his soft ones. The tips of his midnight blue hair tickled your skin as you deepened the kiss and Marius tugged you impossibly closer. One of your hands wandered to the back of his head to grasp at the soft locks there and he groaned breathlessly. There was no rush from either of you, your slow and sensual movements completely in sync as your hearts beat in unison against your rib cages.

When you parted for the sake of breathing, Marius’s violet eyes sparkled as if you just hung the entirety of the stars in the night sky. Holding his gaze, one of his fingers mapping out the path from your jaw down to your collarbones, was like looking straight into the universe.

“What’s this? Can’t resist my charm any longer, darling?” You could see right through his cocky exterior, your boyfriend betrayed by the redness blooming across the tip of his ears, making his silver studs stand out even more.

“Mhm…” Humming confirmentally, the blush dusted his cheeks under the pads of your fingers as well. No matter how much he teased you, he was never prepared for you to reciprocate and turn his game onto him. “I’m just being a little greedy.”

“Ah, seriously…” Marius buried his head in the crook of your neck, making you giggle. But just when the vibrations travelled against his lips, he closed them around the skin there to leave his mark on you. “The things you do to me…I know I said you changed me for the better, but in one aspect I’ve become much worse since meeting you.

“When it comes to you, I’ve grown much greedier than ever before. So, won’t you give me every piece of you? I’ll gladly give you all of me in return.”

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ilyhaitanii · 15 days

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masked fool ft. marius von hagen

sfw. while out on an nxx mission, marius finds himself reminecsing about the childhood you two spent together. jealousy bubbles in his stomach. as annoying as it sounds, he can be quite cute like this

a/n: im v much a vyn girl, but marius brainrot is so real right now. he's all i can think about these past few days

there’s something so beautiful about how imperfect marius is. a young man born into the spotlight, forced to fit the mold of his older brother when it was far too big for him. a young man of many talents and extraordinary beauty. he has it all: talent, money, fame. what more could he ask for?

to an outsider, marius von hagen has his entire life laid out for him. he has his father’s money to fall back on, he has his good looks and charm to help him out of tricky situations. he quite literally has it all. however, growing up the way marius did, you tend to be very lonely.

he seeks out any sort of relationship, good or bad. whether it was the kids in primary school who used to push him around for pocket money, or now the executives who prod and pick at him for every little mishap. he still cherishes any and all connections he makes.

the one he cherishes the most is your bond. childhood friends— marius’ only friend. sure, he was popular. he was giann’s younger brother, everybody knew his family name. but he was never truly friends with anyone.

he felt like an outsider no matter where he went because he knew people only wanted him for one thing: his family’s influence. but you? you didn’t care about any of that. you always sought him out during lunch when he’d sit up on that oak tree by the west-end of the school courtyard during lunch, you always made sure to actually listen to him. you were always the one person he knew he could rely on.

marius gazes at you from across the hall, swirling the sparkly champagne in his glass. he’s staring at your exposed back, but he’s also silently glaring at the man you’re talking to him. the rosy color on your cheeks makes his blood boil. the way you’re laughing (who is he kidding you’re fucking giggling) and blushing. there’s this indescribable feeling of annoyance, yet so much anxiety is bubbling in his stomach all at once. it makes marius feel ill.

the sound of his code name buzzing in his ear brings him back down to earth. however, he can’t help but take another look at you. he knows this is all for the mission— you have to flirt with this guy for information, but he can’t help but want to wrap his arms around you and tell the guy to fuck off.

marius knows he cant, he would mess everything up. he tries to distract himself with conversations and champaign. it works to some extent, but at some point he can’t take it. he steps outside for some fresh air. as he makes his way out to the garden, he lets out a heavy sigh.

what is wrong with him? marius knows, he’s certian you love him. hell, you’re the girl of his dreams— the love of his life. he knows there’s no one else for him but you. his hand slips into his suit’s inside pocket. he pulls out a pack of cigarettes (a pack he definitely stole from vyn’s estate but he would never admit that.)

as he lights the stick, a puff of smoke leaves the corners of his lips. the smoke suffocates his lungs, making him feel light headed. it makes him feel somewhat better. the inability to think means he doesn’t have to think about you all over some other guy. he doesn’t have to think about how you weren’t allowed to wear your promise ring so nobody knows you’re taken. marius doesn’t even want to think about that guy’s hand touching your bare back.

however, before his irritation can grow into something more intense, a pair of arms circle his waist. he’s taken aback before he looks over his shoulder. he doesn’t fully turn all the way before realizing it’s you. your cheeks pressed against his shoulder blades, fingertips toying with the button’s of his dress shirt.

“since when do you smoke?” you ask marius in a tired tone, eyes fluttering shut. he manages to turn around without your arms letting go of him. he quickly drapes his jacket over your shoulders, shielding you body from the cold. marius stomps on the cigarette, before placing it back into the pack.

“what are you doing here, missy? shouldn’t you be inside, hm?” his lips curl into that signature smirk of his. his hands make their way to your hips— cheeky bastard. “couldn’t leave me alone for one night, huh?” his tall stature allows him to hover over you. he leans down, whispering sweet words into your ears.

you chuckle in that sweet, sugary tone of yours. the bubbles in marius’s stomach dissolves. that’s sweet laughter is reserved for his ears. this side of you was reserved for him as well. he’s an idiot. your hand manages to cup his jaw, thumb rubbing circles into his cheeks (he still has a bit of a babyface.)

“answering a question with a question. you really aren’t doing well,” you frown slightly before marius’ brows fall. he shakes his head, hiding his face into the crook of your neck. he hums, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent of your perfume accompanied by the coconut shampoo you use.

“i missed you,” he says, hugging you even tighter. chest to chest, marius tries to bury himself into you, but that's physically impossible. he whines like a child, trying to curl into you. your arms are around him, your palm patting his head.

"missed you too. we can go now, luke will take over from here. just had to lure him away," you don't move your boday away from him though even has the night air has you breaking out into goosebumps. your hands slide around his waist, cheek presses against his shoulders.

there's a beauty in marius's flaws, his immaturity. a boy forced to grow up so fast, forced to carry the burden of pax's ceo-- a task he was not shaped for. though at times his immaturity and teasing manners can tick you off, you tend to encourage it. it allows marius to truly be the young man he is, rather than the serious ceo mask he wears through out the day.

so for now, you'll kiss his face, cup his cheeks in your hands, and allow him to lay between your legs with his head on your stomach, while you toy with his hair. there's no universe in which would you ever want marius to have to keep that mask on forever. even if his jealousy is stemming from a place of childishness and immaturity, you'll allow it to continue for the sole sake of wanting to see the true marius von hagen. he's much easier to talk to like this anyway.

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tabibitto · 1 year

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His Rose - Vyn Ritcher

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CW: fluff, comfort, mentions of arranged marriages, smut, slight spoilers for SSR: Ashy Indulgence

Summary: After your wedding night, Vyn made love to you. He stares at your sleeping form during golden hours, pondering how a lonely young man like himself has come so far. To open up and lay out the deepest parts of himself to you, and whether he wants to admit it or not. He is wrapped around your pretty finger~

In Stellis, the prospect of marriage is a happy one. The idea of spending the rest of your life with someone you love, someone of your choosing

In Svart, most of everyone agrees that betrothal is simply a secure and honey-coated political purvey

A nobleman to marry a noble lady, and produce little princess and princesses, to secure one's claim to whatever inheritance you've got.

That certain powerful families have learned to love each other was both convenient and miraculous. Only after marriage did many couples learn to tolerate each other Put up a pretty front in their dollhouse so any stranger that may enter may see the plastic beauty and hidden disdain.

Being wed, was a term used on Vyn multiple times, and when he reached a certain age in his teenage years his father stopped bothering to bring it up. Just as Vilhelm stopped believing he would ever marry for love.

Until a pretty rose came along. Her petals dancing around his feet. teasingly, yet sincere.

Her sweet smile and innocent green eyes. Full of determination and gentle kindness in all aspects of life. It was nothing he had ever seen, neither as a young duke nor a Psychiatrist, who's job was to seek the lies in people's truths.

There was none of that in his love, no lie that was not usually his fault. No test she had not passed. If it was anyone who could be deceiving it would be him. His flower was too precious to do such a thing.

After months, even almost two years, of friendship and love. Full of sunlight and rain alike, did Vyn come to the realization, upon sitting across the mother he had not seen in a decade how truly smitten he was for you.

He confirmed it again as he spread you below him. Carefully peeling off layer by layer of Charmeuse and Chiffon from your body, being gentle to caress your bare and hot skin

Vyn decorated your soft body with his kisses and greedy bites. Originally teasing, he ended up becoming your pleasure dom.

His focus was not on himself nor his release, but as each moment passed, so did his desire to make you happy increased.

Vyn laid you down on the plush pillows of his bed, swiftly pulling one under the small of your back, closer to your hips to ensure you were comfortable. He made no move unless you said yes

Did not continue until he heard your praises and timid moans.

He held your hand and lightly rubbed the wedding ring on your finger as he pushed in, quivering as the pleasure swallowed him whole, and demanded more friction.

Vyn's gentle and slow thrusts turned passionate and harder. Only at your request did he begin to pound into you at his heart's content, no longer holding back.

Smoothly shifting his pace to your cute little noises. Though he, in question was in control. He was completely and utterly at your mercy. To fuck and love you as you wanted.

Eventually you caught on, and even then you insisted on pleasuring him too, whether it be jacking him off as you kisses away his insecurities or took him in your warm little throat, you took care of his wants and needs as if they were your own.

And when it came to you, he did everything until your trembled in pleasure, pulled on his hair to bring his lips closer to your puffy clit, arched your back and desperately rolled your hips for more of his cock.

The night grew darker, and so did the exhaustion in your sweaty bodies. Eventually his needy movements were slower, until he came inside you, loudly and slowly.

Vyn laid beside you that night, gently yet firmly cuddling your naked form against his, holding you so close and protectively as if you would be stolen away if gazed upon by outside entities.

That Morning, when the sun was at its peak golden color, he too gazed upon your body, and it took a lot out of him to get out of bed to make breakfast, coffee and prepare a bath for his ladywife.

Vyn smiled like an idiot as he went about doing his buisness, and even more so as he sat at your tucked in feet, leaning forwards with a tray of food and warm coffee with a tiny little cake slice of your preferred flavor.

Vyn careful shook you awake, and with a yawn and tired eyes you gazed upon his own. Smiling, he took your jaw in his fingers and kissed your cheek sweetly, the scent of sweet coffee and dessert lingering in the morning air.

"Good Morning, My Rose~"

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andraxicated · 2 years

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you only call me on the weekend

Pairings: Luke, Artem, Vyn, Marius x f! reader

Synopsis: what is it being like fuck buddies with the tot men?

Tags: suggestive | smut | angst | fluff | hurt-comfort

a/n: so this is the end of the milestone event thank you so much for the likes, reblogs and comments! please continue to support me in the future <33

im living for tot angst coz the game storyline updates like every two months wtf

milestone event masterlist

Luke

we all know luke is very loyal to his childhood friend and crush, perhaps a part of his recruitment agreement was to protect the girl he loves . he knows it's wrong; the way you're writhing underneath him as he thrusts harshly into you, your sprawled hair and open mouth looking so beautiful, he thinks you've invented some sort of love potion to enrapture him. after all, you two didn't exactly like each other during the secret nationwide project.

you're an arrogant, bratty, and know-it-all student who often gives subordinates the most trivial orders and unfair comments. luke finally put a stop to your reign of terror and brought peace to the laboratory full of shy introverts who were afraid of you. this got to the higher-ups and you got a good scolding by your relative who recommended you to join. luke's and your paths crossing doesn't end there, in fact, it just started when you were paired to support each other in missions and inventions; continuing for years until the project was partially done.

you've been through a lot together; you were there undercover in his first mission and witnessed how cool this bastard was, you were there running in the hospital because luke was sick, you were there when everyone got told the illness shortened your colleague's lifespan, and you were there when he was making a ring for his beloved.

he dared to try it on you, the feeling of the ring cascading down your finger made your heart flutter. it was an intimate moment between you two that you and luke momentarily caught glances, then looked away awkwardly.

the ring on your finger looked right, it felt right. the whiplash of time spent with you hit luke as he gazes at your moaning state in his bed. he does the unthinkable of intertwining fingers with you as he pistons and deeper into you. groans fill the room and you moan as you hit the edge and release. luke lifts and embraces you like a lifeline to bury himself deeper when he cums.

this was right, it was right to spend the rest of his life with you. his time with you may not be long but he certainly has enough to create another ring. this time it's for you.

Artem

if you're having sex with artem wing, no matter how casual he will always give you aftercare. he presses a light peck on your forehead before standing up to get a towel and clean you up, leaving you dazed from his display of affection.

at first, artem was against your proposal since he doesn't want to use your body for filthy pleasure. he's the type of man to wait and give his body in marriage.

yet, you would visit his house when no one's around, go up to his bedroom and pull each other for a hungry kiss. he would give gentle motions to your mouth as you take off layers of clothing. during the first months where you were copying what others did to destress, you would also teach artem what you heard from vulgar mouths.

sunlight would peek through his thin curtains as you gently move back and forth on top of him. his flushed face and little moans make you feel powerful, like the artem wing was worshipping this woman on top of him. so you ride him faster and bring a hand to one of your breasts, his member inside you twitching when you instructed him to knead it. in times like this, he would often think he's making the right choice of giving his everything to you. if the woman he's with now is the one he wants to marry; then sex just came a little sooner and he would throw his past principles.

artem would break the arrangement when both of you start working, he would say "we're not in school anymore" as he doesn't mix business with pleasure. that's when he doesn't see you reciprocating his feelings, but if he could feel that both of you like each other; then artem would take the next level with you.

once he finds a home in someone, he would want to be together with them 24/7. as celestine would say: "artem gets gloomy when you're not here, it's like the office got darker!" and he would hear the conversation, embarrassed, even though he knows it's true.

Vyn

it's taboo to fuck your teachers but nobody said it's taboo to fuck your therapist. on days when his special client was visiting, he would lock the door and greet you with a kiss. vyn hoists you up on the sides of his leg while you kiss him passionately and lock tongues. paper falls to the ground as he sits you on the table, thinking of punishing you later by picking up the fallen documents naked.

the thought of doing this makes him so hard that he can't wait to unbutton his slacks. two fingers brushing your clothed pussy to check if you're wet enough to take him in; a second later and he would push himself inside to hear your pained scream. your contorted expression appealing to his sadistic side as he provides a delicious kind of stretch to ease his darling. definitely will finish inside you because he trusts the pills you're taking.

from the moment it started, vyn already calculated what would happen if he continued this. he analyzed every possible outcome of what would happen in these kinds of relationships, his self-checks would become more rigid and long. vyn would never dive without knowing what he's diving into, he has to have a safeguard in case things spiral out of control.

you saw a lot of contradicting traits within him, you could read him too. he's manipulative along with gentlemanly, a passionate lover yet rational, he spews assuring words then leaves the next hour. vyn never stays.

it's all to keep a good distance between you and him; people often catch feelings in casual relationships and get brokenhearted due to unrequited love. vyn has already given up on familial love, but he knows that a person cannot live without it. humans are social creatures constantly looking for what's amiss in their lives. but he realized that love left him, then decided to come back in the form of you.

so when your phone beeps on a weekend afternoon, seeing the sender is 'dr. richter', you'd think it's the usual dick appointment. but little did you know that it's the more romantic kind of meeting, that has vyn taking out his fine china and scrambling for table decorations.

Marius

anything you want he will give it to you and after that, you got to repay him somehow. whether through a blowjob, sex, food, or just a simple conversation for him to hear your voice; nothing in this relationship comes for free.

you see, marius is tired of business, it's what his life has been revolving around since rising to the position. a money-lined monochromatic world where he only finds solace in his cozy studio. but suddenly, this ambitious girl appeared in his life with an unusual glow. your eyes were tired, face done, hair messy, yet marius felt a tug from you. it was funny hearing this from him as you sat across from him on his penthouse deck.

he thought your eyes held a special meaning behind them but it was just you fascinated by his designer apparel. coming from a girl who wanted to climb the social ladder, the urge to make him yours was strong. you could suddenly see yourself standing by him; attending fancy galas, vacations in the french riviera, and...a functioning family. it was all you ever wanted and dreamed of, and so you made use of your feminine charms.

that daydream eyes of yours were what marius spent hours capturing on his canvas. sparkling eyes, parted lips with an iridescent splash behind her. he won't sell this masterpiece though, it's only for his eyes.

marius von hagen falls in love easily and will follow you blindly. he hates transactional relationships but he finds himself pleasuring a girl that's not even his girlfriend. he feeds your fantasies when he fucks you against his glass walls while inserting a finger into your mouth. moans against your ear as he presses your lower tummy to stimulate your orgasm. after many rounds, he rests you on his soft, dark sheets and turns off the lights. one look from your begging eyes telling him not to go, and he will helplessly stay.

upon opening his eyes did he find out that he fell asleep looking after you. his head snaps alarmingly to the ringing phone and silenced it in fear of you waking up. marius peeks at your snuggling figure and heaves a sigh of relief; he checks his phone and saw it was just an irrelevant grubber which he deliberately ignores. he then places the phone back on the nightstand, presses a kiss on your forehead, and lets the fatigue take over him.

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herdecisions · 11 months

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I just realized that artem, marius and vyn’s character models are pretty much the exact same

Only luke is diff (more rounded eyes)

#luke endgame confirmed #lol #joke #tears of themis #artem tears of themis #vyn tears of themis #marius tears of themis #luke tears of themis #tot x reader #tot fluff #luke pearce #artem wing #vyn ritcher #marius von hagen #i got lost in artems eyes i guess.. its just its so blue!! 🤭#got lost in marius’ charm #and was too hot and bothered w vyn honestly… that man is a wh*re i swear (affectionate)

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Artem Wing Collapses from Overworking

Pairing: Artem Wing x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, co-workers, playful kissing, worry, overworking, fainting, headaches

A/N: Seriously if you haven't played this game yet do it, it's so damn good and the guys are so hot!

Overworked!Artem is the kind of man who doesn't ever want to admit that he feels tired. It doesn't matter how far or how close his goal is he will keep at it until it's done. Unless he knows he will have a closed and won case he doesn't want to hear anything about taking a break.

Overworked!Artem brings his work home less then he used to but you still see case files on his nightstand. When you notice that he's working late into the night you offer to help him get work done faster. You know he won't sleep longer, no matter how much he ends up working, he has a routine and he sticks to it.

Overworked!Artem doesn't care about how awful or dead inside he looks when he wakes up. People are scared his face anyway, they probably don't think he even needs to sleep so what's the point of getting dolled up for their viewing pleasure. As long as he's presentable in the court room there's no problem.

Overworked!Artem chugs coffee like it's his favorite drink when he feels his energy levels start to deplete. He knows you worry so he actually started using the coffee machine in his office a little bit more in hopes you won't notice how many cups a day he has to drink just to stay up. Of course you notice because you usually he would pass by you when making coffee, when he stops doing that you know for a fact that he's drinking too much of it.

Overworked!Artem will dim the light in his office when it gets really late. There's no way you'll leave without him but with the light dimmed at least you can get some sleep on the couch, he'll wake you up when he's done and you can go home to sleep on a real bed. Yeah right, like you're gonna sleep soundly while he buries himself in work.

Overworked!Artem smiles at you when you bring up your worries about him. The last thing he wants is to worry you. He's fine, he'll be done very... oh... no he won't, because as soon as he went to direct you back to the couch you felt his weight on your back. Thankfully you could grasp onto the table before you both fell over.

Overworked!Artem mumbled about a headache when you set him onto the couch and pulled his tie off so he could take deeper breaths. You kissed his forehead, taking note of how damp with cold sweat it was before you went to fetch him medicine. But before that you get him something to eat, all he's had was his lunch and cups of coffee, he's not taking any meds on an empty stomach.

Overworked!Artem groaned in pain and complaints for the whole time while you tried to get him to eat and drink. He hates himself for letting you see him like this. He's supposed to be the more experianced one, the one who inspired people but here he was, on the couch with a splitting headache, with dark circles under his eyes and getting dizzy every time he tries to stand up. So much for being a hood role model.

Overworked!Artem still wants to finish his work before he goes home but you don't want to hear it. You'll finish for him, and when he gets some rest he can take a look at it if he wants. For now he will lay his head on your lap and sleep. Once his headache goes away the two of you will go home.

Overworked!Artem keeps kissing you as you drive him home and accompany him to bed. He feels like he's not good enough for you sometimes, like you do a lot more for him then he does for you. That's why he works so much, he wants to pay you back for all the happiness that you brought to him. Not in the healthiest way maybe but it's the only way he knows how, except for kissing you but sadly he can't do that all day.

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iceysghost · 2 years

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gold for artem?

GOLD 》 luxury, prestige, elegance

◇ He gives you a new set of glittering jewelry.

COLORS OF ROMANCE EVENT

Artem Wing x Female! Reader

Word Count: 819 words

Trigger/Content Warning: kissing

“Your tieclip, it’s so pretty.”

A quiet whisper, only five words; a whisper enough to make his heart beat quicker. Your hand tugged on his tie while you sat on top of him.

Comfort lied in how the law firm, often busy and unrelenting, was now quiet. It was a safe space, his lap, in his office, the two of you alone in the building as the city lights shone through the glass.

“Hm?”

ARTEM, leaning into his office chair, gripped your cheek.

“It's the same as your cufflinks, isn’t it? They look like your eyes.”

“Do you think so?”

“Mhm. Or, it can go the other way. Your eyes look like sapphires.”

“You think my eyes look like sapphires?”

He proved your point further as his albeit tired eyes seemed to light up. You could see so much in them: the bright sky, the night sky, the deep sea. Once a glimmer hit them, you saw the fluffy clouds, the twinkling stars, and the way the moon’s reflection bounces off the calm waves. You saw the world in his eyes, your world, your future.

“Yeah, I do think so. Your eyes are beautiful.”

“Never as beautiful as yours.” he hummed.

You pulled his tie. He focused so much on the sensation of his tie being pulled that he didn’t notice your face moving closer to his.

You gave him a gentle, simple kiss. He wanted more, more of you, and ran his tongue over your lips. And who were you to refuse?

His office is messier now, you thought, as you walked around, looking for one of your files, waiting for Artem to get back from lunch. You tidied it up a bit, cleaned the empty coffee cups, took out the trash, putting stuff into its respective drawers....

A box caught your eye. It didn’t seem to belong in an office. Covered in black velvet, almost flat—

“[Name], you’re here.”

Your head snapped back at him and you shut the drawer with a loud boom.

“Ah, Artem!’ you exclaimed.

He brisked towards you.

“Something wrong?”

“No, nothing!”

Your eyes flit to the drawer. What would happen if he found out you were looking through his stuff?

“Ah...” he sighed, “it seems you’ve found it.”

“Found it? what do you mean?” you smiled awkwardly.

He bent down and opened the drawer. The black velvet box was now in the palm of his hand.

“I was planning on giving this later, but I guess now wouldn’t be too bad.”

He opened the box to reveal a glittering, gold necklace. A deep, blue sapphire pendant sat in the middle. His eyes, it looks like his eyes.

“I suppose you’re thinking it looks like my eyes, yes?”

The events of last week flashed through your mind. His eyes, like the sky, the sea, and his lips as soft as pillows.

“Is that why you—?”

“I thought, maybe, if you really felt like my eyes looked like sapphires, maybe you could carry a piece of me with you.”

You looked up at him. This necklace was beautiful, so beautiful, but nothing beat the smile in his real eyes, the pink of his cheeks, and the way the parts of his face sat perfectly together to make his classic, slightly flustered face.

“Artem, you...”

You touched the pendant. It ran smoothly over your finger.

“Thank you.”

“Would you like me to put it on for you?”

You agreed and turned around. the necklace was cold, but as you glanced at it, it looked and felt as if it fit perfectly on you.

His fingers grazed your nape, making the hairs on it stand up, and even more so when his lips graced your skin.

“Artem, this is the office, they’ll see...”

One firm hand on your waist, the other on your shoulder, he kissed your nape and sucked on it lightly. You had to cover your mouth to stifle a moan. The necklace was the last thing on your mind. Since when was he so needy, so clingy, that even in the office he’d do such things?

Knock knock. You froze.

“Who is it?” he asked calmly.

“Celestine here, lunch break’s over. Here’re the files.”

You frantically pulled away from him. He walked over to Celestine at the door and received the files. You sighed in relief, as she didn’t seem to pick up on anything, until right before she stepped out of the door...

“[Name], care to help me handle one of my clients?” she looked at you.

“Ah, sure!”

You looked back at Artem. He stared with a look of confusion.

You followed Celestine outside. The moment the door shut she held the both of your shoulders and shook you violently.

“Nice necklace you’ve got there.”

She let go and walked off.

“But what about the—”

“There is no client, [Name]. Just wanted to tell you how nice that looks on you!”

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lxvebun · 2 years

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heart-shaped kisses. Artem Wing

request: hi im not sure if you take TOT request yet but if you do could you do your heart kisses thing with artem?

buns notes: thank you for requesting angel! And for being my first tears of themis request! I hope you like this!

content: Artem x gender neutral reader. Fluff. Around 350 words. Kissing of course. English is not my first language. Not entirely proofread.

♡dark blogs(consumers and creators), k!nk and ed blogs do not interact

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Kisses with Artem are always incredibly soft and sweet. They usually lasts for only a few seconds but during that brief time, you can feel the love and adoration he has for you flow into the kiss and linger on your lips after he breaks it. He doesn't have a preference for where to kiss you, he will take anything you offer and are comfortable with. However, he really enjoys it when you kiss his cheeks. He doesn't say this, but you can see it in the deep blush that covers his cheeks almost immediately and the way he shyly looks to the side while fixing his tie. At this point, because he is still a little awkward with directly telling you what he wants, you just measure how much Artem enjoys different types of affection by looking at how much and how quickly he blushes. As of now you noticed that his top three are cheek kisses first, neck kisses second and normal kisses on the lips third. Artem knows of that list, you showed it to him to make sure you were right and not overstepping any boundaries. He found it very heart warming that you were willing to learn his body language to figure out what he’s comfortable with when he has a hard time saying it out loud. Though looking at your list, he realizes you have missed one. It's understandable you haven't caught it yet, it rarely happens and you don't stay around for long to see his reaction to it. That quick goodbye kiss that you share before you sprint out the door on your way to work, when you grab his tie and gently pull him to your height for a soft quick goodbye kiss, makes his head fuzzy for the rest of the day and the blush permanently stain his cheeks. gosh even thinking about it makes him flustered. Though part of him would like to tell you because it means he’ll receive more of those kisses,The other part of him isn’t looking forward to getting teased by Celestine even more than she already does. He’ll just have to wait until you catch his reaction to it yourself, unable to decide if he wants that to happen soon or later.

Thank you for reading bunnies!<3

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byeol-ssi · 2 years

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HHI CAN I REQUEST NUMBER 8. yu, they/them (however feminine connotation/afab is completely fine in my book if that helps 👍) 🥹🥹❤️ i love your work sm and i can't wait to see more of u in the future

✦ SAVE THE DATE ♡ for @dimayeon

✦ artem wing | tears of themis

✦ tags: camping trip, stargazing, established relationship

"it's so ... peaceful. thank you so much for bringing me here."

ARTEM smiles, wrapping his arms around you tighter as you sat in between his knees, the bottom of his chin going to the top of your head.

the mountains rose on the horizon, their base softened by a pine blanket. the lit campfire appeared to echo the starlight hanging in the heavens, and he gazes upon your face, toasted warm, at ease, and completely enchanted, instead of the constellations above.

"you've been working tirelessly, so you deserve this." the woods were never silent — though it is quieter than any street in stellis, for sure — and the words that artem speaks, earnest and true, make their way straight into your heart.

"you needed a break too." you tilt your head to look up at him, eyes dancing and filled with vast galaxies and moons. "but i'm happier because you're here with me."

he chuckles low into the top of your head, but before he's able to voice out that he feels the same way, your eyes slide from his to the sky, widening in surprise. patting his arm, you exclaim, "artem, look! shooting stars!"

"we should make a wish," you propose hurriedly, closing your eyes and clasping your hands together.

sure enough, an ensemble of stars takes to the midnight stage — graceful and balletic. they cut through the night in a brilliant streak of light, leaving glittering particles in their wake, and both of you in complete awe.

nothing would ever be more enchanting than you. and although the stars were indeed breathtaking in their transient beauty and performance, this moment — you — were something to savor.

artem keeps his gaze on you though, even if they were previously bound to the sky.

he simply couldn't help it. he could never look away for too long.

still, artem makes his wish. stardust encases the silent plea he sends to the heavens that even the stars, the planets, and all celestial objects, swoon in unison.

please, let me stay here. like this. beside them. forever.

✦ byeol’s notes: aaa, in celebration of our new friendship, this is for you, my love! i can't wait to gush over more characters with you in the future. thank you for your love and support.

✦ link to the event directory!

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sg-artem · 2 years

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You’ve Done Well

To anyone who is done with work today...

*This is just some Artem drabble fluff I thought about*

[One of my first Artem works putting this here on Tumblr for documentation purposes]

You're at home furiously typing because you're trying to finish the deadlines you have for tomorrow. You glance at the clock and see that it's already late at night and you haven't eaten a single bite. You sign to yourself while rubbing your tummy because you really want to eat some comfort food. A ding wakes you up from your daydreaming, and it's a message from one of your members saying that there are still some problems with the piece.

You sigh to yourself in disappointment for your lack of sustenance but persevere through it with a strong face. You think to yourself, the faster I finish this, the quicker I can lie on the bed. You continue your work blocking all the natural distractions around you, and time flies by.

You're too preoccupied with work to notice that the front door has been unlocked with its usual bell accompanying it. Someone says, "Honey, I'm home." in a soft-sounding voice, but no one answers.

Removing his coat and loosening his tie, bright blue eyes are adjusting themselves to the darkness of the living room. Footsteps are heard softly hitting the wooden floors making their way to the office space of the house. Opening the door, he sees you working hard, without a care in the world with how you look, but to him, you're still the most precious thing in his eyes.

He slowly moves towards you, and just seconds before you notice him. He wraps you up in the biggest and gentlest back hug in the world. Placing his head on your shoulders, saying, "Hi, I'm back home."

You let out a gasp out of shock, then say, "Artem, you're back home already?"

Rubbing his head on your shoulders, he let out a sigh of contentment. He then replied, "I just got back from work. Are you already finished?"

You answered, "I just finished my last revisions. All that's left is to pass it tomorrow." You turn around from your chair and wrap your arms around his neck, wanting him close to you to feel his warmth again. Just when you finally got to a comfortable position, your tummy let out a giant rumble out of hunger.

Artem looks down at you and says, "Looks like someone skipped dinner to do some work."

You smiled sheepishly since you couldn't deny it, and you were starving, so why bother.

Artem smiles softly and pushes pieces of hair away from your forehead, and gives you a forehead kiss. "Come on, you've done really well for today. I'll cook you your favorite meal as a reward."

You smile excitedly, grabbing his hands and dragging him towards the kitchen. On your way there, both of your wedding rings are shining brightly, reflecting the lights.

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moonstruck-writing · 2 years

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To touch a soulmate

Pairing: Luke Pearce x Rosa | Tears of Themis

Event: Different Universe, Same Love - hosted by @xxsycamore and @queengiuliettafirstlady

Prompt: Soulmates AU

Rating: Teen

C/Ws: soulmate AU, references to canon, angst and fluff

Summary: In a world where not having touched your soulmate means you never have to experience pain, Luke thought he would always be safe. But destiny had other plans for him.

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Thank you so much for organising this event!! I didn't anticipate I'd be this busy, so I have only been able to complete one prompt, but this challenge has given me so many ideas and motivation and joy <3

It had never hurt. When Luke was diagnosed, he noticed the lack of pain like a void, as if what was supposed to be hurting inside of him had already died. He had never thought about it before. Not feeling pain had been convenient as an agent, he could push his body further than many others. Although Aaron always told him it was a double-edged sword: he had to be careful to not suffer wounds to the point of no return. Still, Luke didn’t think much of it. He was ready to live the rest of his life without pain. That didn’t mean he couldn’t have important people in his life. And he couldn’t help but believe that all those grimaces and feeling your nerves on fire weren’t really worth it, just to have a “soulmate”.

He didn’t want a higher power deciding who was his person, he didn’t want to leave his life decisions to coincidence or destiny. Seeing happy couples – soulmates – together, didn’t convince Luke that was a necessity he was missing. Was everyone naturally happier while holding their soulmate and being subjected to a world of pain? Or was it just a label-induced craze?

He had more important things to worry about than whether he should want to find his soulmate or not. Like deciding whether or not to go find Rosa again now that he was back in Stellis. Was it worth it, telling her he was back but then disappearing all over again? He knew he would be gone soon. He didn’t feel the pain, but he could feel life in his body wasn’t like before. And he was hopeless. He really didn’t need to experience stabbing pain on top of that.

But the logic that applied to other people didn’t apply to him in the same way.

He was even confident he could protect himself from finding his soulmate. All he had to do to avoid that physically debilitating pain was not meet new people. Even if he had a shop, and worked as a detective, it was easy. Most of his clients already had their own soulmates anyway. So, he thought he was safe. Looking back on it, Luke should’ve been more careful. But hindsight is 20/20, and as smart as he was, he had never been able to predict the future without having a clear pattern to work from first.

And Rosa was the rule and exception to everything in Luke’s life.

That morning, Luke was still going through his last conversation with Aaron in his mind. He had insisted that it made no sense, how determined he was to avoid Rosa. They weren’t each other’s soulmates, surely they’d feel some emotional pain, but it was bearable according to Aaron. Luke wasn’t so convinced. When you haven’t felt a sharp pain, any superficial cut can feel like the end of your world.

Even if Rosa wasn’t his soulmate, she was his childhood friend, his family, maybe even something more, something else that he wasn’t ready to admit to himself. It didn’t matter if he wasn’t going to disappear from his soulmate’s life, he would still be disappearing from Rosa’s. All those years they had spent growing up together, the millions of moments shared together, memories that felt like the most precious gifts ever given to him. How could a soulmate surpass all that they shared? Luke couldn’t rationally comprehend it.

It already felt like his heart was both filled with joy and devoid of life whenever he thought back on his past, those better days. Even if he wasn’t Rosa’s soulmate, he didn’t dare to measure or imagine the pain his death would bring to her. Sometimes he imagined she had already found her soulmate, and maybe then the pain that was reserved for him would be so small, that she wouldn’t even tremble. The idea destroyed him, even if he wanted what was best for her. Truly, he only wished she was never subjected to pain. Not coming from him, not coming from anyone else. But he knew that was selfish of him, after everything he had done.

And he didn’t deserve any selfish wishes. So, he was made to run into her on the street that same day.

The reunion was everything he had feared and wished for. He felt acute guilt flowing through his body, but it was done. He lied about not having been back for long, he even made up some excuse about how he was going to go find her soon, but he didn’t know where she lived now, did he? She wasn’t living in her parents’ house anymore. Luke felt like she had left behind some of their shared memories by doing that.

But her happiness, her glowing smile, grabbed at his heart and slapped him. Why had he ever thought it would be okay to never see that same smile again? He had been so stupid. He was dying to hold her, hug her, caress her and feel with his fingertips that she was real and not a product of his imagination. He wanted to feel she was his, but it wasn’t true. Rosa didn’t belong to anyone and much less to Luke. There was no way she would ever belong to the man who had lied to her for 8 years and counting.

He was relieved when she confessed that she still hadn’t met her soulmate. Luke felt as if he had been able to protect her from that pain, but in reality, he hadn’t done anything. It somehow gave him the confidence to meet up with her again. Maybe that could mean Rosa hadn’t unlocked that deeper layer of pain and suffering that the world had to offer. Maybe his parting from her life and this world could be even peaceful.

Or so he lied to himself.

It was only a small touch, mere fingers brushing against each other. It wasn’t even a hug. It was nothing, really. But when Rosa’s fingers found his while trading the boxes of fast food they were sharing together weeks after their reunion, he felt like laughing.

Rosa winced next to him. She had also felt it: the current travelling through their veins, setting their blood on fire, tearing at every tissue, tugging on every single cell. It felt like their bodies were being destroyed and healing at once.

“Luke,” Rosa whispered tentatively, watery eyes wide with shock. His body didn’t belong to him anymore, of that, he was sure. He felt it in the way the tears flew freely down his cheeks, dripping from his chin. He wasn’t his anymore. It was scary and freeing, this unbelonging and yet belonging to someone else.

It didn’t make sense. Luke’s mind started spinning, analysing every bit of information he had gotten over the years. They had touched countless times before. They even used to play-fight when they were children. They had kept playing hand-clapping games all throughout high school. Why now?

Rosa’s voice shook him from his trance. “I can’t believe it’s you.” She moved her hands slowly until they found his cheeks. Her eyes were fixed on his, moving slightly from left to right and vice-versa. A soft giggle broke from her throat, stopping the flow of his tears. “You know, I used to pray for you to be my soulmate.” Luke furrowed his eyebrows and noticed the crazed beating of his heart. “I would imagine what it would be like to spend my life with you. I never wanted to be away from you, Luke.” The words weren’t just mere sounds and meaning travelling from her heart to his. Now they were needles stinging not just his chest, but every nerve in his body.

This is what it felt like to have a soulmate. It was ugly and painful, and it made Luke feel like he was a horrible human being. It was humbling.

“I’m so sorry, Rosa… I’m… so sorry.” The tears emanated with renewed strength. Even breathing hurt him, but nothing hurt as much as feeling her hopeful gaze on him. He didn’t deserve her. He never did, but now even less than before.

The question repeated in Luke’s mind like a mantra. Why? Why why why why why? Why now? Why him and her? What had changed?

Rosa’s lips formed a soft smile while she whipped his tears. “It’s okay. 8 years are nothing compared to spending a lifetime with you.” His body burned as soon as the words left her mouth. He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, trying to keep it inside, but a grunt of pain resounded in his throat. Her heartbeat quickened in fear. Why was Luke feeling so much pain? She had only felt it when they had first touched, but now her body felt as light as a cloud.

“I can’t lie to you. Not anymore.” Luke panted between words. Rosa smiled at him in confusion, interpreting his words as him fearing she’d be able to see through him from now on.

“You finally realised?” She chuckled and lowered her hands from his cheeks onto his shoulders, gently caressing the fabric of his casual shirt. Luke gulped down, trying to steady his breath and reduce the feeling of dread. He had to tell her. Everything. “I do wonder why it got triggered now and not years ago…?” Her words provided some respite from his emotions, and Luke found shelter in trying to find a rational explanation.

“Something changed.” That was the only possible answer. Maybe Rosa’s true soulmate had died? Luke felt like an impostor under the weight of all his lies.

“We grew up.” Rosa looked at him, the excitement in her eyes now reduced to confidence. “Maybe we grew up into who we needed to be, who we had to become to be each other’s soulmates.”

It sounded like forgiveness, like Rosa was absolving him from all his sins. His body relaxed and for the first time since meeting her, he offered Rosa a genuine smile. He toppled forward on the sofa, dragging her body with him, and pinning her under.

Maybe they did have a lifetime together. Aaron’s words echoed in his mind, and Luke felt hopeful, like he really could believe in finding a cure now that she was his and he was hers. Then he could spend the rest of his life making up for leaving her alone.

“Welcome back home, Luke.”

“Rosa, I’m home.” He looked into her eyes and felt his breathing slow down, his tense muscles finally relaxing in her embrace. Luke buried his face on the crook of her neck, suddenly embarrassed. “I’ve missed you so much, but now I’m home.” His voice came out muffled, and he revelled in her smell, the shampoo, the soap, and something unmistakably hers. The smell he had been surrounded by for so many years, a scent he could never forget.

Now that the mind-numbing pain was being reduced to a mere buzz in the background, he could feel the implications of their new predicament. It made him incredibly nervous.

“You’re home, you’re finally home.” Her vocal cords strained, making her voice sound halfway between happy and sad. There was so much Rosa wanted to tell him, so much she wanted to ask. But she didn’t have to rush. For the first time, she felt she didn’t have to catch after him, because Luke wasn’t going anywhere.

Rosa hugged him tightly, focusing on the feeling of his weight pressing down on her. The sensation was new and intense, but she didn’t understand yet if it was painful or not, the new label and feeling still blurry in her mind. He was bigger and heavier than she remembered, but he was still her Luke. Before she realised it, she was sighing through her nose, the corners of her mouth curling into a pleased smile.

She was so ready for the start of their new life.

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