#zuo ran x mc

[psychopomparia]

#Tears of themis #artem wing #zuo ran #tot rosa #tot mc #artem x rosa #god this entire scene was so cute #“Like two cats stealing food” ong #I love when he gets a bit playful 🥰 #“The way his eyes sparkle when he tries his cooking” babe you are a master chef #I love this so much #Very cute couple and domestic #i love them your honor #I love him so much #cuties fr fr

[reoona]

locked out of heaven | tears of themis artem x reader

pairing: artem x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with artem)

read luke's (more pairings soon!)

synopsis: it's 2 a.m., he just came home from a long day (and night, considering it's the next day now) ready to hit the hay, but you're already sleeping beyond waking.

After a day-long of NXX investigations consisting of running around Stellis and some surrounding places, Artem didn't have the heart to let (y/n) continue working that day. After they finished arranging and discussing their findings, Artem told her to go home first.

"You must be tired. Go home first. I'm going to take care of a few documents first."

"It's okay, Mr. Wing. I also have some documents to—"

One glare from senior attorney Artem Wing and (y/n) just nodded in compliance. Or should be said, boyfriend Artem Wing; that title emphasized the affection implied in his instruction and it was imperative to be followed.

"Oh, Artem?" (y/n) head popped again at Artem's office door after she left to gather her belongings. "Can I have the keys?"

Only around five hours later, in the 2 a.m. stillness of the corridor outside his penthouse, that conversation hit him like a truck.

That's why I didn't have the keys with me, he thought to himself. We usually go home together and I'll open the door...

Artem couldn't help but to chuckle. So this was what Celestine meant by 'not living the bachelor's life' anymore. Now you have another person's businesses directly affecting your life and yours affecting hers, down to the small thing like entering your own house. Well, not really yours anymore...more like ours?

Artem shuddered. Wow, wasn't that so affectionate for being thought by him. Guess being close with (y/n) indeed had been affecting him. Not that he didn't like it though. It was nice to be able express something that once so unfamiliar with him.

Between all the thoughts, he reached for his phone. His thumb hovered over her number. Should he call her to open the door? But that meant he would be disturbing her sleep. Maybe he could go back to the law firm and pull an all-nighter, or he could just sleep there; he has slept in his office a few times when handling though cases, usually on his chair, or his sofa could also do. Or maybe—

His phone vibrated. (Y/n).

"Hello?"

"Hi Artem. You're not coming home yet?"

"I...I am home."

"What?"

"I'm outside. I don't have the keys,so—"

Hurried footsteps are heard from inside the penthouse. Then he heard rattling keys, and the door opened. (Y/n) was standing behind the door, still in her office attire.

"Artem, I'm sorry!" She spoke in hoarse voice while letting Artem inside. "I only remembered that you don't have the keys when I was already home. I waited for you to come home so I can open the door for you, but I fell asleep for hours!"

Artem looked at her. "You waited for me?"

She nodded. "I thought letting the door be unlocked is kind of unsafe, so I hanged in the living room, so I can hear you when you arrive, but...yeah, I'm so sorry!"

Her life affecting his and his affecting hers. And because her life is important for him, his life is important for her. If not, she would not have waited for him like this.

Artem smiled softly as warmth crept to his cheek. "You don't need to be sorry. It's not anyone's fault, really."

Dumbfounded by his smile, (y/n) found her right cheek stroked by his hand. Another hand wrapped her waist into his embrace. His chin resting on her neck.

"Instead, I should thank you for waiting for me. I really appreciate it."

Artem's hug tightened. (Y/n) wrapped his shoulders in return.

"You're very welcome."

A simple contentment, but so precious to be experienced.

Oh, how happy I am to have you as my home.

a/n

I actually don't remember whether Artem's penthouse uses the traditional key and keyhole or something like fingerprint/PIN. If it's the latter, this whole fic is busted lol. Let us just pretend for the sake of fluffy domestic love story about senior attorney Artem Wing.

I also find that being consistent with the prompt is so hard. Rosa should be sleeping through the whole ordeal of her boyfriend being unable to enter the house, yet here she is doing the total opposite.

I hope you still enjoy the fic though. Thank you for reading this!

Also thank you for the notes I receive for Luke's version. Thank you for the follows too! I hope I can continue writing fiction for you and I to enjoy :D

Don't forget to drink your water!

much love, reona

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[satorugojooo]

If you're ok with it, could you do tears of themis (artem specifically) calming down mc after she had a panic attack? I just got over my second one today and i just want to be taken care of

A/n: Aww I hope that your feeling fine now :( please rest and get well soon!! Thank you for requesting, artem is literally my favorite ToT character and I'm so glad to write for him, I hope this will help you as much as possible!

Pairings: Artem x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of panic attacks, but mostly fluff

You tried your best to stay calm, but in situations like these it seemed that nothing could calm you. You saw some minutes ago that an accident occurred at your parent's workplace and you were very worried for them.

Even if you were a part of the NXX investigation team you weren't as worried for yourself as for those around you.

While you kept calling your parents with no answer, the door from Artem's office at themis opened.

As artem turned to look at you and saw your condition, he rushed to your side enveloping you in a hug.

You buried your head in his shoulder while he caressed your back.

"It's okay Y/N, try to calm down... I don't know what happened but I'm here for you." Artem whispered softly and you looked at him trying to breath.

"M-my parents..." you tried to say but he looked at your phone and saw the news you were looking at. His face became serious as he looked at you.

"Did you call them?" he asked and you nodded.

"They won't answer... Well they usually can't answer my calls because of the project they are in, but I'm still worried for them..." you confessed and he looked at you.

"It's alright to be worried for those that you love, but try to calm down, in this condition your just harming yourself, we will keep calling them till we hear that they are good okay?" he said softly as he nuzzled his face in your hair.

You nodded embracing him tightly. After calming down, Artem took you to his office so you could rest without anyone watching you.

As you looked on your phone you saw a message from your mother.

'Sweetie me and your dad are currently busy working but I'll call you once I'm free okay?'

As you read everything you smiled. Artem was currently busy doing some paperwork so you went behind him and hugged him from behind. He left out a little gasp in surprise but then placed his hand on top of yours that was enveloped around his shoulders.

"How are you feeling Y/N?" he asked and you smiled.

"I'm doing way better, they are okay actually, thank you for being here when I needed it the most Artem!" you said and he smiled.

"Why of course Y/N, I will be always here for you." he said as he pulled you on his lap while he hugged you.

"Thank you." you said and he touched his forehead to yours.

"Oh by the way, do you have any plans after work?" Artem asked and you looked at him surprised.

"No... Why are you asking?" you said and he smiled.

"Uh actually mother wished to have dinner with you as well so I was wondering if you could come to my place." he said and you smiled.

"you know already that you don't even have to ask me, of course I want to have dinner with you and auntie~" (from what I know that's the way Mc calls Artem's mom from his second personal story SSR card!) you said as he smiled at you.

"Okay then well leave after work together to pick her up and then head to my home." he said while he kissed your cheek and you smiled.

"That's fine by me!" you said giggling.

#artem fluff #artem scenarios #artem wing #artem wing x reader #artem x reader #tears of themis artem #tot artem #zuo ran #zuo ran x reader #artem x rosa #artem x you #artem x mc #tears of themis

[sorensunn]

My Ramblings on Artem and Rosa’s Dynamic Because Holy Shit I’m Losing It (Part 2 of ?)

okay it took me a bit to come back to this because ive been hella busy BUT LETS GET INTO IT

here is part 1 of this rambling if you have not seen it, i recommend reading that one first then coming back to this one

here’s my obligatory spoiler warning for Artem’s bday card (Two Hearts as One)!

SO TRUE!!!! but also it’s sort of inevitable (the foreshadowing)

listen i Wish i could sit here and say with total confidence that misunderstandings will never happen

but

i would be a liar LMAOO

misunderstandings happen, things happen and sometimes it gets away from you which can lead to a path of misunderstandings

and you gotta figure out the best thing for you and the best way to deal with these misunderstandings

which is why i again love this card so much

because again the foreshadowing — but it’s how Artem and Rosa deal with it later on that makes it really hit home, it’s also part of the reason why so many people like this card as much as they do

GODDAMN

OKAY I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THIS SPECIFICALLY

1. the LOOK IN ARTEM’S EYES??? NO SPARKLE OR ANYTHING THOSE EYES ARE DARK AS HELL (a brewing storm one might say)

2. it’s so funny how much Baldr wants this case to the point they’re trying to get Themis’ best lawyer AND SENIOR PARTNER TO DROP OUT TO COME TO BALDR AND BRING THE CASE WITH HIM LIKE???

3. THE FACT ARTEM IS GIVING ROSA THE RECOGNITION SHE DESERVES!!! imagine trying to undermine someone because of their age and ranking when they rightfully destroyed your ass

for those who needs a reminder : Howard Syter is one of the founders of Baldr and is quite well known in the legal community of Stellis

but it’s also heavily implied that his Senior Attorney Badge is counterfeit

“What do you mean? I spent a lot of money… I mean… a lot of time… on the exam to get it!”

yeah okay dude

also William Lewis is the other founder of Baldr — just had to add that real quick

this scene is super important in this card because of the fact that she’s part of the reason why the misunderstandings occur — since Baldr is hella questionable — i would look back at the Main Story part 5 specifically for a refresher — and it gives us more of an insight towards Baldr as well

IM GETTING TOO CAUGHT UP IN THE ROLE???? LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TRY TELLING ME THAT THIS IS YOU GUYS PLAYING A ROLE

Rosa you CANNOT tell me that it’s just a role when he looks at you with that gentle look on his face do not ever lie to me like that again

i know a lot of people who do theater where they act, and majority of the time they tell me how they get into character is finding ways to relate to said characters

getting the feelings down by finding situations where you felt like that and pulling them out, reminding yourself of certain memories to get yourself into the role, becoming the person you used to be in order to get into character, etc etc. my friends have told me so many ways that helps them

it also helps that the people they’re working with they’re either friends with or they become friends while they’re rehearsing which makes it easier to play scenes with one another

due to the relationship Rosa and Artem already had, it makes it easier for them to get into said roles, to be able to look at each other in the eyes and say their lines with such conviction that it feels real

because in a way, it is real

i think that’s part of the reason why i love this card so much?? as someone who has done some roles myself there is a certain reality that peaks through

a certain reality that you can’t contain and really you don’t want to fully contain that since it can give life to a role and to your character

so seeing Artem and Rosa play a role and seeing how their own personalities and feelings peek through is downright amazing

because to everyone else they may be just acting

but to them it’s real

as i was saying

AS I WAS SAYING

and this is why i LOVE writing so much and why i tend to mix fantasy with non fiction and why i absolutely love it when fanfic writers actually do the work to give accurate information during their stories like THAT IS MY SHIT

there’s also something so great about reading something and not being able to truly understand it or relate to it then when you go back on it and read it then it suddenly just clicks

and it’s a moment of

“Oh.”

then it all makes sense

I LOVE A REALIZATION MOMENT

But seriously, i understand Artem’s thoughts on this heavily — i was one of the people who didn’t get the whole butterflies in the stomach or being able to look at someone and envision a future with them

i didn’t understand seeing or feeling fireworks, didn’t understand how you could look at someone and just know — or how you look at someone and feel at peace with them, feeling that “yeah, this is it” and so much more

until finally

i did get it

which is why I absolutely love the fact that Artem got that experience, that he had that “oh shit” moment, that he finally had that realization and that understanding

that understanding can change so much — Artem and Rosa in this card is literally so fucking amazing that i Don’t even know how to describe it

seriously gotta be one of my favorite cards now

ANYHOW IM RUNNING OUT OF ROOM FOR THIS POST PART 3 COMING SOON??? i Hope this rambling makes sense but please feel free to add more and add your own thoughts to this!! i would love to hear them all

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[rrrrinmaru]

artem prompt 28

The hand that slides over your waist jolts you wide awake. You spring into consciousness, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you blearily turn over, blindly feeling for the familiar body in bed.

Artem pulls you in, pressing you to his chest.

“Wha’s wrong?” You ask, voice slurring from tiredness. “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” Artem murmurs. One hand presses against the back of your head, fingers carefully running through your hair, trailing down to rest gently at the back of your neck. His other hand is still wrapped around your waist, holding you in a loose embrace. “Bad dream.”

“What about?”

You can feel the sigh leave his mouth. His chest trembles slightly and you almost pat it out of shock; you’ve never seen him this… unnerved. He must have had a really bad dream if he’s reacting like this.

“You were gone,” he says quietly, muttering the words into your hair. “I couldn’t find you.”

Is that it? You’re not sure what you were expecting, but maybe something worse, like him losing a huge case, or getting killed, or whatever stuff nightmares are made of. To hear that he’s this shaken up because he dreamt you were gone is—well, it’s not nice to admit, but it makes something bright curl up inside your chest.

“I’m right here,” you coax, and your hands reach up to wrap around his neck. He goes easily, turning his face into your neck as he sinks into your hold; the hand at the back of your neck slips down and he ends up circling both arms around your waist, breathing slowly into the space where your shoulder meets your neck. Something wet brushes against your skin, and you let the surprise leave your body in a sigh. You’ve never seen Artem cry, and you didn’t think this would be how it happened.

“You won’t leave, right?”

You carefully run your fingers through his hair. The ends are a little matted with sweat; you’re stunned at how much of an impact the dream had on him.

“I won’t leave,” you reassure him, your voice hanging between the two of you like a glistening chandelier on the high ceiling of your heart. “Go to sleep. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

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© rrrrinmaru 2022 | no unauthorised publication or reproduction allowed

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[totromanticfool]

HC – How the guys confess to mc. (first part, Artem Wing)

About the request: Thank you! You are the first so I will do everything in my power to exceed your expectations! The minute I red your request, my mind went to: what kind of confession? The logical answer is confession of feelings, but the writer in me also wanted to have a little fun, so besides hc's for all the nxx boys confessing their feelings to mc, I will also write a different kind of confession from each of our crushes. (like they did something wrong, or lost something important to mc, you know?)

Because I am a fool sometimes, I can't add your request, but this is for @jujusfandomnotebook if you want to make a request as well, please use the 'ask' feature. And because of a lot of chaos and error, I can only give you the artem part. I promise I will upload Vyn asap!

So please, enjoy!

Artem Wing – The art of preparations

Artem Wing planned every second of every day, so it was only natural that when he finally had the guts to confess his unwavering love to mc, he would schedule every word and every move.

Artem is a man of showing his feelings through gifts and service, so he came up with: A Saturday evening, a 5-course meal with soft lighting and sweet music.

The whole time preparing was spent with coughs and blushing. He made himself a detailed script, told himself he would confess during dessert, giving him time to muster up the courage, and making sure it was the right move.

But Artem didn't realise that planning every second of this important evening would be calling for a disaster. It would not only be him in the scenario but Rosa as well, making frequent errors is his carefully planned script.

A simple, but carefully constructed text message was all it would take for him to start their evening. They would celebrate the success of their last completed case. He didn't have to pick her up, she was in the neighbourhood and he was very busy in the kitchen.

But the moment he let her step into his apartment, he all but forgot what he planned so much, let alone what he was cooking. Her cheeks were glowing from the cold fall wind outside, her hair was slightly messed up but she showed a smile that made him warm and fuzzy inside. He quickly turned himself around, let her sit at the kitchen counter and retook his place in front of the stove.

After easy banter and reliving their successful cooperation within the last cases, they started on their third course. ''Mister Wing, this looks even more delicious than the last two courses, how do you do that!'' She smiled brightly after he placed their plates on the table and seated himself across from her again. He smiled back at her, and his cheeks started to redden at the thought of what he was going to say. But it was now or never, he had to take this first step to make sure she understood what would come next.

''Rosa, please, call me Artem.'' his plea sounded far away, but she heard and started blushing like a fool. ''Uh...I, okay... Artem.'' His first name, stumbling from her lips, was his undoing. He knew his original plan was to confess during dessert, but he couldn't hold in any longer. He waited long enough, he had to let her know.

''Rosa, I... '' He stumbled over his words, took a deep breath and started again. ''Rosa, I invited you over to tell you my true intentions. I want you to call me by my name because I wish for you to be mine; I want to be yours; I wish for us to be more than just work partners. I want us to be life partners. '' The sentence was spoken in rapid speed, he himself wasn't even sure if they made any sense.

He coughed lightly, but kept looking in her eyes. To empower his words, he carefully placed his hand on hers, hoping she would understand what exactly he meant. Before Rosa could twist his words, or their meaning, she saw the spark in his eyes. Deep sea blues, filled with warmth, love and admiration. Lost for words, the only thing she could do was smile, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, hoping he would take that as a yes.

After staring at each other for a good minute, she regained a sense of gravity, and stood up from her stool. Artem looked surprised, a bit hurt even, but it only lasted a mere second because she stepped closer to him. Rosa knew that Artem's confession was genuine, and she had the urge to take the next step. Being bold, she placed her hands on either side of his face, feeling the heat radiate from his cheeks and ears. ''Rosa...'' Artem started with a whisper. She didn’t let him finish, brushing her lips against his. It was now or never.

Notes: my first hc request write. First of all, I hope you enjoyed this piece! Second, English is not my first language, so please be gentle when seeing any spelling or grammar faults. Me, myself and I are the proof readers for my pieces lol. Please note that this drabble was interpretation of the boys, and I refer to MC as Rosa, it makes it a better constructed story in my opinion.

See you at the next drabble!

Love, Hann❤

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[artembrainrot]

Hand in Hand - [ArtemRosa]

A couple things to note before reading:

- I’ve not written anything like this in a couple of years & i wrote this at 4am so don’t expect brilliance.

- This is based on/a retelling of Artems personal story (part 2) so there’s spoilers for that.

- There's talk of domestic abuse but it never goes into any more detail (if anything it's less) than the original story does and is only briefly mentioned throughout.

- I wanted this to be an artemrosa fic but in case you don’t want it to be tried to avoid using a name however it does pop up a few times.

- I have read over this a couple of times but I'm super dyslexic so I most definitely missed a few mistakes but hopefully, that doesn't ruin it.

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“If not us, then who?” She glared at him. Heart beating endlessly it seemed as she waited for a response.

“I’ll handle the settlement part then.” There was an unwelcome. “We should break up for this case to pursue our approaches.” He regretted what he said almost instantly but the words kept rolling off his tongue before he even had time to process it.

“Break… up?” His words caught not only her but him off-guard too. She couldn’t understand why he would say that or why it pained her to hear those words escape his lips. She wanted say something but she could do nothing else but stare at the man in front of her as he lowered his head in lament. Why would he…

“Obviously, you disagree with what I’ve said just now. However, to this end, it would be best for us to work separately and do what we think is right.” He couldn’t stop himself. He didn’t really want this, did he?

“I’m..I’m sorry.” The words desperately stumbled out of her mouth trying to salvage what she could from the wreckage but it was no use. “I got carried away. I’ll- I’ll come up with a number for the settlemen-”

“I don’t want your apology, especially an insincere one at that.” He knew what he said then wasn’t a lie but it still pained him to say, especially to her. “We hold different views. Forced collaboration would not yield a positive result. I do believe this is the best way for us to go about it right now.”

“But-”

“But...” He interrupted her, knowing he couldn’t take the pain if she questioned it further “..We will leave the decision to the client. Is that understood?” He sounded cold as a boss should towards his employees He felt no longer felt like her work partner but her boss speaking in this manner towards her. He hated every moment of this but he couldn’t stop. “And don’t forget we are still working on the same case, the same side. I will need your daily report to keep me updated. That’ll be all.”

“Understood” There was a pause, as if she was going to say something else, but she swallowed her tongue, nodded and left the room with her head hung low. Artem gave a long sigh after he heard the door shut. He’d half expected a slam but that wasn’t like her, not in a place of work she was far too professional for that.

“Can private relationships really remain unaffected by disagreements in work?” He wondered as he glanced at t̶h̶e̶i̶r̶ his workload on his desk. Maybe he was too full of himself, he couldn’t tell but what he was certain of was that she would not approve if he let his private life affect his work.

A week had passed since that day. Other than a couple of emails and a few texts, both only about their case progress, not a word was uttered to one another. When Artem entered the pantry, as he normally would if he knew she’d be there, Rosa would make an excuse to leave or simply go without even a glance towards him. On the off chance they saw each other in the hall or by the entrance at lunch they'd maybe give a pathetic smile to one another but it was rare the chance would even occur. After a few days, Artem resorted back to using the coffee machine in his office as he once did before however, it did not feel the same this time around. He no longer had a reason to be cooped up in his office like a loner, he felt his heart longing to be in there, spending time with her if not only for a couple of minutes. But there he was, hunched over, barely leaving his desk at all burying himself in his work, not truly giving in to what his heart desired as he listened to her voice from the other side of the door.

His absence didn’t go unnoticed. She felt the same loneliness as he did when she wasn’t joined in the pantry or when he stopped texting her at night, asking if she got home safe. She had worried that she pissed him off by ignoring him but truthfully she only did it since she didn’t know what to say. She never meant to offend. When had joined her in the pantry, and that one time she saw him at the entrance, all the words she thought of endlessly disappeared as the fear of upsetting him further crept upon her. Maybe she went too far… maybe she did exactly what she feared without even opening her mouth. It occurred to her as she sent progress reports to add a little message at the bottom apologising. She wanted him to know just how sorry she was or how she knows shouldn't have been so naive, and unprofessional but something would compel her from doing so. Unsure if it was the look in his eyes as he scolded her or his disappointed tone that echoed in her mind, she couldn’t let herself hit send no matter how much she longed to, telling herself that he'd only consider an apology insincere and so she let the week go on without any unnecessary contact exchanged between them.

She was out on work today, they should have been out together, helping Mrs. Lam on her case against her husband. He remembered how she wanted to take a trip to the mall to help Lam just into society before making her decision. He didn't understand the thought behind her reasoning but he knew that she had her reasons and that he'd follow her completely in what she chose. Or at least he thought he would, if things had been so simple maybe they wouldn't have been in this mess to begin with.

He found himself checking his inbox, again and again, frowning as it remained unoccupied by her name. He sighed.

“This many days and not even a single call." Whenever his phone would ring he would hope, almost beg for it to be Rosa, like a puppy waiting for its owner to arrive home but never did she return. He had all the mind to decline any and all other calls in case she happened to ring while he was busy, he couldn't take the risk of missing a phone call he didn't even know he would receive but this was Artem Wing, he was far too dedicated to his job to be so careless. It was only once he had planned on ignoring the phone as it rang for what felt like the hundredth time but something deep down was telling him to check. It was her. He grabbed his phone with such force he smacked his hand on his desk, but he didn’t notice nor did he care, he longed to hear her voice again.

“Mr. Wing, new evidence has come to light regarding the case.” She didn't sound mad, or angry at him. Maybe just maybe there was hope at the end of the tunnel? Maybe they would get through this. “When speaking with Sharon this afternoon, she spoke of a video she took of her husband as he spewed abuse at her and threw her phone on the ground. I was thinking I could go to the house to retrieve said evidence”

“New evidence? I’ll go with-” BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

The phone ended before he had the chance to finish his sentence. Would she really put the phone down on him? Was he too harsh on her the other day for her to still be this mad? Had he gone too far by asking them to break up? He found it silly of himself to use those words as all they had was a working relationship, but that's what it felt like, at least to him. He was unsure if she felt the same or if there was only anger in her heart. But that didn't seem like Rosa at all, she wasn’t the type to feel such a way, not solely. Yet knowing this he could not sense what else was going through her mind and although he could feel it in his heart that the way the call ended was wrong, he put it down to the disappointment he felt from their short interaction.

One Hour. That’s all it had been since the phone call and although he had managed to carry on working it was still there in the back of his mind. He should call her back. He should see if everything is going okay with the case. Then, his phone flashed awake and his eyes darted towards the screen.

‘UNKNOWN CALLER’ This didn’t feel right at all.

“H-Hello? Is this Attorney WIng” A shy voice stuttered from the other end.

“Speaking. May I ask who this is?” He didn’t recognise the voice however it didn’t feel like a stranger.

“It’s- I’t's Mrs. Lams… I’m calling about M-Miss Rosa" Artem could hear that there was a hint of confidence behind her voice compared to the other times he had heard her speak, but he had no time to overthink it. He knew if Mr Lams was calling something must have happened. His heart sank to his stomach, but he didn’t interrupt her, he wouldn’t dare speak more than he had to in case he knocked her confidence.

“She w-went into my- the house to collect evidence but I fear he will come home any minute.” He knew exactly who ‘he’ was. Over the years spent in that house, she must have memorised his schedule. Calmly he told Mrs Lam that He’d contacted the authorities and that everything would be okay, that she would be okay. He had no idea how he stayed calm being as worried for her as he was but he refused to let his personal feelings affect a client.

“Until the authorities get there please stay out of plain sight in case he does return to the address, please stay well Mrs. Lam. The police will be there soon” He left no time after the call ended to call Darius and inform him of the situation. His emotions were most definitely clearer during this conversation but the way he appeared to others was no longer a priority, only she was. How could she be so stupid, so reckless he thought to himself. As much as he was worried he was as angry. What if something happened to her and he wasn’t there to stop it. What if he could never apologise for the words he spoke to her only seven days ago. He wanted to rush over there and help but what good would that do. He would never get there in time, not if he wanted to inform Celestine of what was happening as well. He decided to let the police do their job and meet her at the station.

She was fortunate of the events that occurred while she was in that house. Despite Sharon's soon to be ex-husband coming home to find her in his house alone and searching through his things, the police siren rang down the street, stopping him in his tracks before he could lay a finger on her. Although being escorted into a police car wasn’t on her list of things to do that day, she was thankful it was this instead of an ambulance. She had used the key Sharon had given her so it was unlikely an alarm was set off, so how did the police get there, and so quickly too. The thought lingered in her mind as she got closer and closer to the station.

“I never imagined I’d meet you again like this.” The aged man had a stern but soft look on his face. They had met a couple of times before this and she too never imagined herself to be seeing him under these circumstances. It was strange to find herself being questioned by someone she had worked within the past.

“Captain, you must believe that I’m no thief. My client asked me to receive something from the house-”

“You are Artem's hand-picked partner, Of course, I believe you. However, I can’t ignore procedures due to personal bias. Surely you must have a consent form from the client?”

She froze. How could she be so stupid to forget something so important? If Artem could see her now, she thought. She was already replaying how abruptly the phone had ended earlier and what he must have thought of her. It was only a matter of her phone dying but from his end, it would have seemed so normal based on the way she’d acted recently. She hoped he wouldn’t have been too angry at her once she explained but now with her being arrested, she had no idea how he’d react.

“You can call your client and have her deliver it”

How about someone from my office” She couldn’t risk the chance of Sharon seeing her husband not with how far she had come.

“As long as it gets delivered, we can investigate further into letting you go.” He nodded as he handed her a phone.

Who should she call? It would be smart of her to call Celestine and tell her all that's happened. She would have to be informed eventually so why drag out the inevitable? However Miss Taylor was a busy woman, surely it wouldn't be wise to disturb her and make her come all the way down here for one consent form. Her other option would be to call Artem. If this was any other week she would have done it already without even thinking but this was not any other week. This week she had been rude and dismissive to her partner. How stupid and immature, she thought herself to be in this moment. He didn't deserve for her to burden him with this right now. She should expect him to drop everything for someone to who he barely spoke for a week. With that in mind, she dialed Celestine's number and waited for an answer.

RING RING RING…. Every ring felt like eternity.

“Attorney Tayor speaking" She answered with her usual professional tone.

“Celestine..."

“There you are! Are you alright? Why did you turn your phone off we've been trying to get a hold of you all afternoon" Her tone quickly shifted to that of worry and concern as she explained what happened.

“No wonder Artem was..." The sentence she had begun ended as quickly as it began. Was this who she meant by 'we '?

“Artem was... what?"

“Don't worry about it, Of course, I'll have the letter of consent sent to you right away. We'll speak later." And with that, she ended the call.

Darius, having never left the room, overheard the conversation, and offered an answer to your question.

“Artem was the one who rang us. Rang me directly. He must have known something was going to happen as, between you and me, he sounded particularly worried on the phone." This did take her by surprise. How would he have known, yes she called him informing him about the situation but why would that alone cause him to call the police? "He should be here any minute now, I don't imagine he'd stay put in his office after sounded so urgent earlier"

Just as Captain Morgan said. Artem arrived at the station soon enough. Throughout the whole ordeal he never spoke to her and she never to him. They'd been in each other's silence before but there was never any level of awkwardness or tension before this point. He had brought a letter of consent from Sharon, but there was no way he spoke to Celestine and collected in the time it took him to get here since the call. He must have gone out and got one himself before she even got to the police station. Typical Artem, always one step ahead of everyone. She had always admired that about him, alongside the many other things. Artem bailed her out, still not producing a word to her as he lead her outside to the car.

“Mr Wing-“

“WHAT'S WITH YOU!?" She stopped in her tracks, she had never heard him raise his voice like this before, not even the other day in his office. "How can an attorney be this reckless!?" Although not as loud as before the anger, the emotions could still be heard in his words. "This incident could have cost you your future in this line of work!"

“I know-" she tried to cut in, but her tone was too soft for someone deafened by their emotions to hear.

“And he's a domestic violence offender!" His tone softened slightly, the pain seeping through the cracks in his voice "W-What would happen if the police didn't get there in time Rosa? What if he had gotten to you first? Why didn't you tell me-"

“YOU were the one who doesn't want to work with me!" The sudden outburst surprised them both. She couldn't help but shout her emotions out, she could no longer hold back. The pain of hearing those words stuck in her mind, every minute of every day since.. Why did he have to use those words? 'break up'. Of all the words he could have used, why those and why did it pain her so much to hear them. All that she wanted to say to him during the week bubbled to the top of her mind.

“Why should I have told you? YOU made it clear how you felt...YOU wanted time apart to work on the case... YOU wanted to break up our partnership... and YOU-" Her voice cracked as tears shot down her face. She had no idea how long she had been crying for but at this point, she didn't care. People were staring, throwing bewildered looks at them both, whispering... gossiping. She didn't care nor blame them, she'd be curious too if a nutjob was shouting in the streets on her commute back from work. Artem stood there silently, taking it all in. She was right, after all. It was his idea to stop working together on this case, but he never wanted it to turn out like this, for them to feel like strangers to one another.

“Y-You-..." He felt helpless as she stood before his crying. He wanted to reach his hand out and pull her into an embrace but that'd be inappropriate. Or would it? He couldn't tell. He was never good at reading situations and his lack of experience in this area did not do the man any favours. He felt his hand reach out subconsciously but he quickly pulled his arm away and retrieved a tissue from his pocket. He always kept them on hand in case a client needed them. He never once thought he'd have to lend one out to her, especially not due to his actions. Although she wasn't really crying because of him, it was more out of frustration with herself for letting herself react in this way but he naturally blamed himself. "A-Artem I'm so sorry"

“No, Rosa. I'm sorry. What I said back then wasn't right" Artem closed the gap between them as he began to wipe the tears from her eyes. "I never should have suggested we stop working together" She turned her head away.

“But the way I reacted... it was unforgivable. Ignoring you like a damn child" She was embarrassed, acting in such a way in front of the man she admired so much, not only during the week but in this moment too. Screaming and crying in the street the way she did. She couldn't bare to look at him but he gently grabbed her chin and pulled her face towards his. The warmth of his hand ran up her face, exposing the rest of her body to the cold. He began wiping her tears once more and although it came off a bit clumsy, she appreciated seeing a different side to Artem that day... Despite everything that'd just happened, despite all his anger, he was still gentle and caring towards her. She couldn't believe it. This just made her cry harder, it seemed the more she wanted to stop, the harder they streamed down her face and before she knew it she was taken into a strong embrace.

"P-Please don't cry" It was rare that he stumbled on his words, though she had noticed it earlier when he was speaking about Mr. Lam. Had he always cared for her this much? Why could she never see it and what did she do to deserve his kindness? "How about I buy you dinner to apologise?" She looked up to find him staring longingly back at her.

"N-No... I- I can't let you do that. Not after the way, I behaved this week" Artem brushed a piece of hair that had fallen into her face behind her ear and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. "If I cannot take you to dinner to apologise then please let me take you to show you you're forgiven" Rosa nodded.

“Okay then. If you're sure" He held out his hand for her to take it and so she let him lead her back to the car hand in hand enjoying the silence and warmth they shared with one another once again.

#artem wing #tot artem #rosa #artemrosa #artem tot #artem x mc #zuo ran #tears of themis mc #zuo ran x mc #zuo ran x reader #tears of themis #zuo ran x you #artem x reader #vyn richter #marius von hagen #luke pearce #tears of themis x reader

[epiphyllous]

"The sight of you relieves me of all my stress."

Word Count: ~500

Artem/Reader (Gender Neutral)

Artem's shoulders are tense, posture rim-rod, but then he hears your voice in the office lobby, and his infallible attention is led astray. His gaze stays on his closed office door, only glancing at his watch to wonder how quickly time has passed for it to have you come to visit him. (Artem used to lament the few hours of the day; never enough time for him to complete his work. He still thinks the same, if you ask, but he does not say that it's because now he feels he never has enough time to be with you.)

He thinks of returning to his work, feeling his ears burn when he realizes that he's waiting for your arrival. That is until he hears you knock, and all thoughts lead to you.

When he tells you to come in and he sees you peek through the door like you normally do, the effect is instantaneous, even if he doesn't realize it. His shoulder relaxes, as though all the burden has fallen from them, tension seeping out of him just in time before he can burst.

"Ten minutes," he tells you before you can scold him for overworking himself. (He wonders when he has gotten used to you taking care of him, though the warmth that perfuses through him each time he thinks of your concern remains despite the numerous times he's felt it before.)

You shoot him a knowing glance (promise?) and a smile as you gently close the door to give him the privacy he needs to finish his work. Artem often wishes you would stay instead, for the sight of you relieves him of all his stress. Your laughter is the balm for all the hurt, and your voice is the salve that smooths away wrinkles between his brows. He thinks he'll tell you next time to stay.

With you, he knows he'll always have a 'next time.'

#zuo ran #artem wing #zuo ran x reader #artem wing x reader #zuo ran x mc #artem wing x mc #tears of themis drabble #tears of themis #hiiiii artem #time for me to (project)

[joy-laufeyson]

Tears of Themis fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ nxx-watson's masterlist

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fluff / first dates

fluff / napping together

fluff / comforting you

sfw / being caught staring

fluff / he lends you his clothes

sfw / you faint due to overwork

sfw / "would you kiss me for $10 or the prettiest girl for $700?"

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Marius von Hagen

fluff / good morning sunshine

sfw / childhood friends to lovers

sfw / trying cooking

sfw / playful s/o

fluff /my one and only (even if we’re worlds apart, i will always find you)

fluff / call me by your name

Artem Wing

fluff / under the stars

fluff /fragile

sfw / taking care of you, because you got injured

Luke Pearce

fluff / push

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Updated:08-January-2024

#tears of themis x reader #tears of themis x you #tears of themis x mc #marius von hagen x reader #marius von hagen x mc #marius von hagen x you #lu jinghe x mc #lu jinghe x reader #artem wing x reader #artem wing x you #zuo ran x mc #zuo ran x reader #luke pearce x reader #luke pearce x mc #luke pearce x you #xia yan x reader #xia yan x mc

[actualbird]

“—Tits.” Her voice shakes Artem out of his thoughts.

“What.” Artem startles, simultaneously feeling as if his face both warms and pales at the same time because oh god. Oh god. Ria knows. He never said anything, never did anything, it was only his thoughts—his terrible, no good, very bad, thoughts—that have been cursed with perversion, but somehow she knows, nothing ever gets past her, and now Artem must face the consequences of being a degenerate who for the past week has been enraptured by her b—

“Outside,” Ria points out through the window to a tree branch. There, two little birds chirp innocently. “There are some cute Long-tailed Tits...Are you okay? You seem…”

“I’m,” Artem coughs. “Fine.”

-

Artem sees a bit of boob from his girlfriend and promptly goes into a crisis about it all.

N/S//F///W. NOT FOR MINORS

and then i wrote 3.4k words about it. 

anyway heres some artem/mc, for a change!!! ft. artem “feminist and woman ally but also oh god boobs” wing, mc being wonderful and a little bit cheeky, and an unfortunately placed skillet pan. this fic is self indulgent and catering mostly to me, but i do hope some people out there can enjoy it!!!

#tears of themis #artem wing #artem wing x mc #zuo ran #zuo ran x mc

[veonhagen]

tot boys when they cuddle to sleep

ps i made luke’s part a bit longer because i favour his simps today <3

… artem wing

you would expect him to be as stiff as a board when you both cuddle for the first time but surprisingly he isn’t !

he’s still very flustered though, even if it’s not your first time cuddling, so he would definitely prefer a position where you don’t see his face, such as spooning where he’s the big spoon, cradling you in his arms as if you are made of glass, as if you’re bound to break any second if he makes the wrong move.

he takes in the scent of your hair, leaving multiple delicate, soft kisses on the shell of your ear. he also says soft repeated confessions of how much he loves you, how he’d want you to be his forever as you both nod into sleep.

… vyn richter

he loves any position as long as he can hold you close to him, and you’re both comfortable ! he loves when you lie on his chest, feeling his heartbeat quickening every second.

he cards his slender fingers through your hair softly, making small braids using a few strands. you melt in his touch as the psychiatrist hums a few notes in content, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

vyn adores how peaceful you look in your sleep, brushing strands of hair from your face and admiring your beauty.

… luke pearce

baby boy gets really flustered easily :( even the slightest move from you sends him into a blushing mess, leaving him not knowing what to do. despite all of the years you both have been best friends, it would take a whole lot of time for luke himself to relax and calm his pounding heart.

once he does start warming up and getting comfortable, he would press little sweet kisses wherever he finds nearest — the top of your head, your forehead, your ear, etc. he holds you close to his chest as if it was the end of the world, and he looks at you with the most endearing gaze ( with a little blush here and there because it wouldn’t be the usually blushy lucas pearce without it ).

would watch you flutter your eyes shut and go into slumber. even if you’re asleep he couldn’t hold himself back from giving you more and more kisses, since he loves you so much. in this stage he’ll tell you everything he wanted to say to you, but didn’t have the confidence to. how beautiful your eyes are, how he wants this moment to last forever, anything and everything he has always wanted to reveal.

… marius von hagen

despite his busy schedule as the ceo of the pax group, marius would always manage to make time to spend with you, with a good 5O% of it being cuddling. he loves holding you close to him, anywhere, anytime.

he prefers you facing his chest as he brings you closer towards him. that way, he would see how flustered he could possibly make you and maybe make some teasing remarks about your expression, depending on how he’s feeling at the moment. but sometimes, he feels a bit more genuine, so all that comes out of his mouth are soft compliments, telling you how lucky he is to have you, and such as he caresses your face with his free hand, the other wrapped around your torso. marius smiles as he sees your tired expression, noticing how your eyes get droopier and droopier, soon leaving you asleep.

he sighs affectionately, leaving a kiss on your lips before entering dream land as well.

Ⓒ veonhagen, do not steal. 08/06/21.

#THIS IS SO CUTE TY FOR THE REQUEST #veonhagen writes #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis #artem wing #artem #zuo ran #mo yi #vyn richter #vyn #luke pearce #luke #xia yan #marius von hagen #marius #lu jinghe #jinghe #x reader #x mc #x y/n #tears of themis imagine #tot #tot hc

[vilhemsoulmate25]

Don’t tell me Vyn Richter didnt reincarnate to be my cat

She does almost everything vyn does—

#vyn is my cat. #moritsuki rei #mo yi #vyn tot #tears of themis vyn #vyn x mc #vyn richter supremacy #tears of themis #artem wing #tot artem #zuo ran #vyn x reader #vynrosa #tears of themis artem #luke tears of themis #marius von hagen #tot hc #tot

[alstroemeriadissonance]

drunken rosa seducing the nxx boys

Under the influence ~ reverse (NSFW)

I want to have fun with this--depending on how it turns out, Rosa's attempt may or may not be successful (!!), resulting in a SFW fluff for that encounter instead

How I work usually is that I let things fall into place as I write--I may have an idea for a scene but oftentimes the text takes a life of its own and turn out waaay differently--so, if none of the encounters in this post end up with drunk Rosa succeeding, I'll take out the (NSFW) tag. If it's still there when I post this, then at least one encounter is successful

Let's wish our heroine luck (lol)

Yes I was totally inspired by the current SotN SSR cards for Marius and Vyn's.

Luke

"No. No. You cheat!" Rosa cried, hands on her head. "Cheeeeeaaaaat!"

In front of her were discarded cards and tokens of a board game she had been playing with Luke, strewn all over the carpet they were sitting on in his quarters above the antiques store.

The game set only had a deck of cards and tokens, and fortunately no board, because if there was a board Rosa would have flipped it already out of frustration.

Current score: Luke = 5; Rosa = 0

"It's not my fault you're so predictable." Luke refilled Rosa's shot glass with vodka. "Also, take note of the cards I drop! You can't just use the Soldier then call out cards randomly."

"Uggh." Rosa was already red in the face, having lost all previous rounds and made to down a shot of vodka for each loss as part of the game. "I can't win against you, I'm set up f-for failure from the start..."

Luke laughed inwardly as he watched Rosa throw back the shot and make a grimace. Yeah, stretching out this game is just too cruel. There's no way she can think straight enough to even think about winning anymore.

"Okay, that's enough for today," Luke said as he pushed himself up the floor and offered his hand to her. "Come on, leave that and let's have you sober up with some toast..."

"I'm good," Rosa mumbled as she flopped onto the carpet and reached for the pillow nearest her, hugging it as she assumed a fetal position. "Mmm. So comfy here."

"What, don't sleep on the floor." Luke put his hands on his hips. "You'd get cold. Come on."

"Then you can join me here and be big spoon?"

Luke sighed, scratching the back of his head. This girl. "Fine. But just for a bit okay?"

"Mmkay."

Luke settled down on the carpeted floor behind Rosa, and wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close towards him, her back flush against his body. "This okay?"

Rosa giggled. "Yeah. Feels good." She then closed her eyes, grinning. "Luke feels really nice. Like all warm and fuzzy and..."

Man, she's already loopy, Luke realized. Awful cute though. He propped himself up on an elbow so he can have a better view of her face. Smiling, he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"You're cute," he whispered.

Rosa opened her eyes at his words, her gaze slightly unfocused while trying to look at him. "Really?"

"Really." Luke placed a small kiss on the top of her head. "Really truly."

Grinning, Rosa shimmied in Luke's arms so she fully faced him. "Mmm. You're cute too, y'know?" The words came out in a slight drawl. "I always had a crush on you even back then."

Luke blinked. This was the first time he had heard of it.

Rosa's fingers unsteadily traced his jaw. "Heehee. Yeah." She giggled in such a girly way that was uncharacteristic of her. Her fingertips eventually reach his chin. "Kiss me?"

Her drunken smile was alluring. Luke gulped.

"If you won't, I will," Rosa pouted, then brought her face to his, catching him off-guard with her vodka-flavored lips. She grabbed Luke even closer to her by sides of his jacket, capturing his slack mouth with her drunken, passionate kissing.

"Mmm," Rosa hummed as she resurfaced from the kiss, licking her lips. "Hey...wanna do it?"

Luke blushed hard. "Hey..."

"Come on. Let's do it here on the floor..." Rosa's plea came out in a moan. She tried to sit herself up on the floor, presumably to straddle him, but she lost her balance before she could move over him and instead plopped on top of Luke. "Ow."

"Pffft." Luke tried to bite back his laughter at the expense of hopelessly drunk Rosa but eventually lost it. "Hahahaha!"

The amorous mood gone, Luke moved into a sitting position and helped Rosa up. "Come on, you." Luke bit his lower lip in an attempt to curb any further urge to laugh and avoid trampling on drunk Rosa's pride.

"I hate you," Rosa pouted. "Ugh."

Luke kissed her forehead and carried her to his bed in the adjacent room. "Now, now, my little Watson, there's always tomorrow."

(FAILED)

Marius

"Remind me why we're here please," Rosa mumbled as she rolled on the king-sized bed of the VIP suite that Marius booked on the fly as a temporary refuge.

She was still wearing her seafoam green tulle gown, which was already getting wrinkled with all her tossing and turning on the luxurious bed.

An investor's party hosted by Pax was currently taking place in the grand hall of the hotel. It took all of Marius's willpower and off the cuff conversational skills to navigate the both of them--Rosa being a drunken deadweight--out of the grand hall and into the hotel suite.

Marius could only feel amused at the sight of his savior, his favorite Miss Lawyer, suffering the consequences of all the alcohol that was being handed to him in an ill attempt to trap him into duplicitous conversations.

Rosa had spent most of the night snatching the glasses handed to Marius as often as she could whenever he was in her reach, knocking back entire flutes of champagne like a woman possessed.

"We're here because you're crazy," Marius said, sitting down on the bed beside the hopelessly inebriated Rosa. "You didn't have to swoop in and snatch all the drinks they were handing me--"

"I heard them," Rosa interrupted, her words slightly slurred. "They was--they were--"

Marius patiently waited for Rosa to put coherence in her words, gently patting her head in the meantime.

"They were going to stage something-or-other-" Rosa finally managed to muster enough brain matter to say a straight sentence.

The Pax heir sighed. "They always try to start up something, but most of their attempts fizzle out." He then lovingly tousled her hair, smiling down at her. "They fail before they start because they're having a hard time getting others to join their cause. I make sure that employees are happy as much as I can, y'know?"

He bent over to plant a kiss on her flushed cheek. "So no need to worry about that, mmkay?" Marius laughed softly into her ear. "Silly Miss."

He was about to sit up when Rosa suddenly reached out and tugged on his tie, pulling him down for a kiss.

"Mmm.." Marius hummed happily, welcoming Rosa's drunken advances, letting Rosa's tongue entwine with his. Her breath was sweetly scented of champagne, intoxicating and heady.

He couldn't resist resting his hand on a tulle-covered breast, squeezing it gently as they embraced. "You're so naughty," he whispered as he resurfaced from the kiss.

"I want you, Marius," Rosa murmured, her eyes shrouded in a drunken haze.

Should I...?

Marius mulled on his options. He did book the suite for the night. He already delivered the night's speech and already met with the major investors and important guests.

All things considered, Vincent should be able to effortlessly cover for his sudden absence.

Then he looked down on his beloved Miss Lawyer, all defenseless and ripe for the picking...

He dipped down, gently nipping on the delicate skin of her neck with small bites, breathing in her floral perfume as he internally debated with himself if he should indulge and take her right there and then.

Rosa sighed.

Marius then looked up at her, and noticed the fluttering of her eyes--Rosa was drifting in and out of sleep.

He snorted. "Oh, you."

Finally making up his mind, Marius sat up and fished his phone out of his pocket and put Vincent on speed dial.

"Yeah. Listen, I got a drunk girl situation here." A pause. "Yeah, it's her...huh? What do you take me for? Haha. Not that I don't appreciate you anticipating that..." Marius listened to Vincent in amusement. "Yeaaah no. Listen, can you bring a bucket, some ice...maybe some more drinking water and headache pills?" Another pause. "Also, could you grab my bag in the trunk? Yeah, that one. Thanks."

===

Having loosened Rosa's dress so she could breathe more comfortably in her sleep, and having wiped her face clean with a damp, cool washcloth, Marius took out his travel sketchpad and pencil, settling on a chair pulled to her bedside.

He long decided that taking advantage of his Missy Lawyer while utterly defenseless wasn't as fun as playtime with her feisty, lusty sober self.

For now, his idea of fun would be committing into paper the visage of the silly woman who tried to save him by snatching all drink forced on him by those who had designs on him and what he stood for.

Ah, I guess this one is a tale to tell our kids. And grandkids. Marius smiled at his flight of fancy as his pencil lead danced on the paper.

(FAILED)

Artem

"No," Artem simply said, carrying a weakly protesting Rosa to her upstairs bedroom.

"Artem, I want to--"

"You can't even walk straight," Artem deadpanned.

"Meanie," Rosa mumbled against his neck.

He tucked her in bed despite her drunken protestations, and, once everything was in order and Rosa was safely snuggled up under her covers, he settled down in her living room and listed the men who fed his Rosa drink during the party earlier.

He recognized at least two men in his short shit list as Stellis University students. Maybe he could rope in Vyn--vindictive as he was--to deliver underhanded retribution. One other was a Pax subsidiary employee, so maybe he can float that name towards Marius's way.

The rest of the names will be kept on file just in case.

Tomorrow, maybe if Rosa still felt up to doing the sundry list of things she said she wanted to do on his person, maybe...

A furious blush crept on his cheeks.

But for now, he needed to prepare Rosa's hangover breakfast, just to increase the chances of Rosa keeping true to her word of what she said she'd do on him.

(UTTER FAILURE)

Vyn

"One more?"

Rosa nodded, already tipsy. "Yes. One more."

They were seated in his living room, sampling another assortment of wine that was shipped directly from his friend's vineyard.

Vyn reached for another wine bottle from the tray, filling his wine glass with a dark-purple red liquid. He gently swirled the wine in the glass. "This one is another Merlot. A bit on the dry side," he said as he inhaled the wine's aroma.

He then sipped most of the liquid, but instead of swallowing he touched Rosa's chin with gentle fingers and guided her lips to his, feeding her mouth with wine from flowing from his lips.

Tiny rivulets of wine flowed from a corner of her mouth, which Vyn tenderly licked clean as soon as he finished transferring the wine to her lips.

"And how do you like it?"

Rosa let the wine swirl in her mouth to acquaint herself with the qualities such as its taste, dryness, and notes before swallowing it, just as Vyn has taught her.

"Hmm. It's a bit too rich on...tannins for me," Rosa said, referring to the dryness caused by the grape skins. "I think I prefer the zinfandel."

"Ah, so you really do prefer the sweeter ones," Vyn observed. "I think they included a bottle of..." he reached for another bottle. "There we go."

"What is that?"

"A white zinfandel." Vyn poured a pinkish liquid into the wine glass. "This is sweeter, as not all sugars have been converted into alcohol yet." He then swirled the liquid in the glass and inhaled its scent. "Yes, this is too sweet for my liking, but perhaps this may become your favorite."

As before, he sipped the liquid to his mouth and, beckoning Rosa to proffer her lips to him, fed her the wine with his lips. This time however much of the wine was spilled onto Rosa's dress as she, instead of obediently receiving the liquid, made the move to kiss him as he was feeding her the white zinfandel.

Rosa wrapped her arms around Vyn, who in turn held her close by her waist as their wine-drenched tongues met.

"I...I want you, Vyn," Rosa breathed, her eyes unfocused, and her head tipping to one side unsteadily. "I..."

He ran his fingers through her auburn hair. "Are you sure. Rosa? You are currently too inebriated." Smiling gently at her, he gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I apologize for getting carried away with the tasting. I should not have given you so much alcohol in one sitting."

"So..." Rosa whispered in a soft voice, almost inaudible, "We're not going to do it?"

"Do you still want to?"

Vyn had thrown the question, carefully watching for his lover's reaction. He had a hunch for some time that this would happen, so he had been letting her get drunk in controlled settings such as his home, so he could pick her thoughts with less consequence.

Drink is a lubricant of thoughts, after all.

Rosa looked hurt at his question. "Mm. I'm sorry if...if you have to feel like you're obligated to be intimate, with me."

Vyn listened intently, in silence.

"I...I mean, I..." Rosa struggled to string her words together. "I feel like I don't deserve you. I'm not talented...or as wonderful as you. I even feel like I'm a, a burden. Not just you, but to the entire team as well.

"I'm not a genius." Her lips trembled. "Nor do I have any pedigree to my name."

"You always try to console me, praise me, but, but!" Tears started rolling down her cheeks. "Every night, when I think about your words, and when I compare them to my actual abilities...

"Your praises, they sound...hollow."

Vyn's hands rolled into fists on his lap, but still he remained silent.

"I know I've been optimistic, and I've been speaking of positive things, but that's all I can be. Because that's all I am."

"I love you, Vyn, but I..." Rosa's face twisted in utter sadness and despair. "I don't think I am enough for you nor deserving of you. Whenever I am beside you, all I could think about is how I stand compared to you.

"You deserve someone more talented than...than me...

Rosa sniffled loudly. "So don't feel obligated to be intimate with--"

To think that I have let it fester this much. This is unforgivable. Vyn thought to himself bitterly.

"Enough, Rosa." Vyn reached out to her and held her close to him as she wept into his shirt. "If my words could not reach you, then I suppose...I shall show you."

But how?

After much deliberation, he decided on one trick that he had performed with her in the past. A placebo, a trick, and a fanciful one at that.

But, it was something certainly designed to linger in her memory. For her to think about in her daydreams, and her thoughts at night.

And, for him, that was enough.

Vyn decided to give it a go.

===

Having carried a still inconsolably weeping Rosa into his bedroom, he held her close to him as they sat down on his bed.

Silently Vyn ran his hand across her back to comfort her, until she has started to calm down.

"Rosa," he then said to her, gently cupping her face into his hands, "Look at me. Look at me only."

Still drunk, Rosa struggled to focus her eyes at Vyn, but eventually her eyes met his.

"Good." Vyn held Rosa's hands in his, all the while holding her gaze. "Just look at me, and breathe."

Slowly, gradually, her breathing synchronized with Vyn's, and she calmed down completely.

He kissed Rosa softly on the lips, and, as her eyes closed during their embrace, his bedroom fell into complete darkness. Vyn then pulled away from her, leaving Rosa alone in the dark.

"Vyn, where..where are you?" she cried out. "Don't leave me alone!"

There was nothing but silence.

Then, suddenly, the curtains in his bedroom opened, letting the light of the full moon spill into Vyn's room, providing ethereal illumination.

Vyn stood by the window from where the full moon was visible in all its glory, wearing only a robe.

"I command thee, in the name of my entire being," Vyn spoke, his voice quiet yet firm.

Rosa blinked. This is...?

"In this space, Gods shall be powerless." With one swift motion, he removed his robe, revealing his fully naked form. Moonlight reflected off his flawless pale skin, and the moonlight touching his silver hair shone like a halo around his head. His gold eyes sparkled as he held her gaze from across the room.

He slowly walked towards her where she sat on the bed. "In this circle, the rules of Gods shall be forfeit." Vyn placed his hand on one of the bed posts surrounding his bed.

"I shall be your master, my words..." Vyn's gaze still held Rosa's. "...your command."

Rosa stared at him in silence, entranced.

Vyn slowly climbed onto the bed, wordlessly beckoning for Rosa to come closer to him. She complied silently, as if bewitched.

They locked in a tender embrace, bathed in moonlight, as their lips touched and tongues softly entwined with each other.

"Lie down for me, my darling," he whispered, as their mouths parted, a thin trail of saliva stretching out and glistening in the pale light until it broke apart.

After Rosa stretched out onto the bed Vyn bent over to place a reverential kiss on each of the five points of her body--the pentagram--first on her forehead, then one kiss each on her left hand, then her right hand; and finally, one kiss on each of her feet.

Carefully, and with Rosa's help, he lifted the hem of her dress and slipped it off over her shoulders, after which he unfastened her bra, leaving her breasts on full display.

Vyn then reached out to the bouquet of roses by the bedstand, and sought out a thorn, with which he pricked one of his fingertips deeply, drawing blood.

He drew another pentagram over Rosa's heart, just a little off the side of her left breast, using his blood.

"From this moment onward, your heart, body, and soul..."

He dipped in briefly for a deep kiss.

"All belong to me," Vyn whispered against her lips.

Rosa gasped.

His breath shuddering, he continued kissing her, as his fingers, including the pricked fingertip, travelled down from her heart, down to her navel, further down to the sweet spot of her wetness below--tracing a line of his blood all the way.

His bloodied finger slowly drew circles directly on her sensitive bud, gradually picking up the pace with a steady rhythm, coaxing her towards orgasm.

Rosa's breathing went shallower, and faster, and eventually, she started crying out his name over and over, as if in prayer, and she arched her back in pleasure, having finally gone over the edge of climax by his fingers.

"It is time," Vyn whispered to Rosa after she came down from her orgasm high. "Do you want to seal the contract?"

She gulped. "Y-yes."

Vyn moved to kneel between Rosa's legs, spread open to receive him. Slowly he entered her, filling her with his hardness, and, after pulling back briefly, he snapped his hips to fully sheath himself inside her.

Rosa moaned at his sudden movement.

His thrusts started out slow and gentle, and eventually picked up speed. Despite his need for release he still held Rosa's gaze with his own, never breaking it as he panted, moaning, chasing his own pleasure.

"Rosa..." Teeth gritting, finally he threw his head back, his seed spilling inside her in strong bursts.

Vyn held that position until his breathing gradually slowed down.

"Your spirit...is inextinguishable," he murmured in between his breathing.

"This contract...eternal."

He then lay over Rosa, sealing the pact with another deep kiss.

===

Vyn watched Rosa sleep soundly in his arms, admiring the way the moonlight brought beautiful accents to her auburn hair.

He slowly traced her lips with a finger, lazily wondering if that soft touch would enter her dreams, and if it did, if she would associate with his own kisses.

A placebo, indeed, Vyn thought as he closed his own eyes to send himself to slumber. But in my heart of hearts, never have I before wished for something to come true so fervently.

I hope you eventually come to accept and understand this, my possession of you.

"I love you," were his words before he finally drifted off to sleep.

===

Rosa woke up with a hangover.

"Ugh..." she groaned. She found that she couldn't open her eyes fully yet, as sunlight was shining directly into her eyes.

"Ah, do forgive me." In a few seconds the curtains in the bedroom close shut, blocking the sunlight and allowing Rosa to finally open her eyes.

Vyn then walked up to her with a glass of water and medicine at hand. "Hello, Rosa. How are you feeling?"

"Sorta awful," she murmured. "Thank...you." She took the proffered medicine with a gulp of water.

Rosa gazed at Vyn, absent-mindedly.

"Is something the matter, love?" Vyn asked. "Anything on my face?

She blinked, as if trying to wake herself up from a trance. "I don't know.

"It's like a spell was placed on me."

(Success)

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[sdaomine]

Artem, speaking softly to Rosa: It's okay. Pick your battles. Pick... Pick fewer battles than that. Put some back. No, put it back that's too many—

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[sorensunn]

My Ramblings on Artem and Rosa’s Dynamic Because Holy Shit I’m Losing It (Part 1 of ?)

okay im running on zero (0) hours of sleep so now im going to ramble about Artem’s birthday card (the 1st one not the 2nd one) because it’s just so fucking good??? I’ll also explain more of the story itself since you need context from his Thin Veil card

which is yknow

hidden by a paywall

but i just NEED to ramble my thoughts out about their dynamic so much

anyhow spoilers for Artem’s 1st birthday card below!!

First context from Thin Veil with quick (very quick) notes

okay

1 ) we find out that Artem is actually a movie critic known as Mockingbird — so if you’ve been confused so far with the current birthday event it’s heavily referencing Thin Veil

2 ) this card introduces the fact that Artem loves movies and heavily enjoys the arts and Rosa goes through the museum of movies with him essentially

3 ) due to his love of movies this is what makes Rosa decide to make a scene of his favorite movie for his birthday

okay now onto the birthday card and ill explain more as we go

first off this is absolutely adorable

it’s just??? so funny how Rosa was like: this was my favorite seat because it’s the perfect length from the board so i can see everything and in case i come in late i can sneak in!

and Artem goes: me too <3 — except for the coming in late part — more like he had to leave early because he had to meet with clients after classes like a NERD (affectionate)

next i love the relationship between Rosa and Artem during this card so much

okay so we all know by now that Rosa and Artem had a slight rough(?) start due to the fact that Artem was her boss so it makes sense why it was slightly awkward in the beginning

like why is my boss trying so hard to get to know me

but it’s also the fact that he’s Artem Wing

easily one of the most well known men and is highly intelligent — capable — can easily destroy your reasonings — with a 99% win rate — any person would be intimidated by this tbh because of the fact he seems untouchable

but he’s not

he’s legit a dork and it’s so funny to me

im going to share some notes i took on Artem months back — and i mean months back — prepare yourself it’s a lot of words

i won’t lie i don’t remember fully writing this i must’ve hit a stroke of genius at 2 am and thought: i need to analyze the FUCK out of Artem Wing Right Now otherwise I’ll lose my mind

reminder: this was months ago and i had a vague idea of where they were going to take Artem’s character — part of it i got from the Lost Gold Event (which was the first event if i remember correctly) and some leaks i managed to see about the future cards

i also got Thin Veil early on as i am Not F2P — but i would say a good chunk of it still holds true

to a certain extent that is

Artem over time has grown to understand himself more and to become more assured with his relationship with Rosa and it helps that she’s actually starting to take in the role of being his partner — im saying this in a platonic sense due to the fact i find it fascinating

she’s seen more and more sides of Artem that no one usually sees — because of this Rosa changes how she acts with him

and the change is pretty big

Rosa before the most recent cards (birthday, electrifying night, the por una cabeza card — you get the gist) wouldn’t have even thought about comforting Artem like this

during the beginning of their partnership you see Rosa struggle with trying to comfort Artem without being Personal

if i had the brain power i would search through when exactly this happens but from my current memory it happens on multiple occasions where Rosa is speechless or gets cut off from comforting

but Rosa has changed immensely since the start

before she seemed pretty unsure of herself — doubting and second guessing her choices and decisions which led to quite a number of moments where she didn’t know what to really do

which makes the change even fucking better

with the recent card stories + chapters of the Main Story we got to watch her become more bold, more comfortable with her ideas and thoughts, less second guessing and more Doing

her growth as a character made me super happy — im like a proud parent watching their child become self assured and independent and going out into the world thriving

due to this change her relationships with The Boys have also changed

the whole teams dynamic is amazing to me and i like to put them under my little spotlight and analyze them or think about them — silly all of em

BUT MOVING ON BEFORE I GO ON A TANGENT ABOUT THE WHOLE TEAMS DYNAMIC WITH EACH OTHER

the point is they’re less awkward and more of: “we’re partners” as they look at each other with gentle smiles and tender eyes and feeling secure with one another and with their own individual feelings

if that makes sense god i hope my rambling is making sense

God he loves her so much it hurts me

like yeah obviously in a romantic way but also in that caring way you look at someone and go: i would do anything for you and I’ll stick by your side through thick and thin

this change in their dynamic was exactly what i was waiting for — because in a way this is Artem figuring out his own emotions yknow

because like i said at the start he relied heavily on the Psychology to Love Book that Celestine gave to him

but now he’s pushing more away from that and it’s becoming just natural to him to act and react this way

to say all of these things without embarrassment and being wholeheartedly into it

and honestly i think that’s fucking beautiful

now here’s the fun part

THIS IS ONLY THE START TO THE STORY CARD

THIS THING IS MASSIVE!!! AND HAS SO MUCH GOING ON

so im going to make this into part 1 of i have no clue?? we’ll see how much it takes for me to get through to this HEHDB

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[rrrrinmaru]

ARTEEEEEEM PROMPT FIRST KISS

wc: 770 rating: T Warnings: nil

The thing is, he’s practiced for this moment. He’s read books. He’s watched movies. He almost attempted to make out with his hand, as recommended, before he restrained himself out of shame. That is a line he’s unwilling to cross.

Still, faced with your bright face as you lead him along the streets of the night market, Artem can’t help but wonder if crossing that line would have made him braver tonight.

He’s constantly distracted. The glimmer in your eyes, the flush in your cheeks, the hypnotizing red of your lips—Celestine recently recommended a new lipstick to you, and he isn’t sure whether to curse her out or thank her. She said it’s cherry flavored. He’s dying to find out if that’s true.

“Do you want some chili oil dumplings?”

Artem blinks. Your fingers gently circle around his wrist, pulling him lightly in the direction of one of the nearby stalls. He inhales a shaky breath, trying not to get distracted by the way your fingertips burn a brand into his pulse.

“Sure,” he says, doing his best to keep it together. “How many do you want?”

You furrow your brows in thought, and the urge to rub his thumb against it to smooth out the wrinkles rises in his chest. He’s not sure what it is—the lights, the bustle, the number of couples clinging to each other as they stroll down the same street you’re both walking on—but he feels like he’s losing control of something. Losing control of his inhibitions, maybe.

“Six should be enough.” You nod firmly, peering at the price list that’s hidden behind a crowd of people. “There are more things for us to eat here. We shouldn’t waste all our stomach space on chili oil dumplings.”

I could make chili oil dumplings for you, Artem almost blurts out. I could make you as many as you want.

“Okay,” he says instead. “I’ll pay.”

You let him pay without a fight. He relaxes; it was a good idea to let you pay for the dinner beforehand, so now he can treat you to the many delicacies and treats in the night market without you attempting to reach for the bill.

As the two of you wait, Artem tries to find something to talk about.

It’s always difficult. He’s never been so conflicted with anyone else before; his whole life, he’s never thought much of the opinions of others. He’s never been bothered by what others think of him, and he’s been content to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants. He’s never been worried about mis-stepping.

Now, it’s like he’s always second-guessing himself. He doesn’t want to sound stupid, he doesn’t want to sound cocky, he doesn’t want to sound like he’s overstepping; he wants to always, always leave a good impression on you, and it’s left him floundering, like a diver who’s forgotten how to swim.

He wants you to like him. And that feels debilitating.

“Do you like night markets?” Artem says slowly.

“Mmhmm,” you reply absentmindedly. “I like the food. The crowds are a bit of a pain, but unsurprising. At least I have someone to fight through them with, though!”

You turn to him, a smile on your face, and it’s like he’s taken physical damage.

God, he wants to kiss you so badly it hurts.

“That’s good,” he says, barely fighting the stammer in his voice. “If you ever need a companion, you know how to reach me. I’m always available for you.”

“That’s sweet. I’m always available for you too, you know?”

This is it, he thinks. This is the moment. All he has to do is lean down and you’ll close your eyes and it’ll be like in the movies, when the theme song plays and the two leads kiss in the middle of a crowded place, the world falling silent around them. All he has to do is—

You tiptoe, one hand reaching for his collar, and he stops thinking.

Your lips are pressed against his, and his eyes are wide, wide open. Instinctively, he closes them; it feels like the wrong move, because now he can feel everything else to a greater degree. The soft feel of your lips, the tremble in your fingertips as you pull him down, the shake in the balls of your feet as you struggle to maintain your balance.

The flavor of cherry filling his mouth.

When you make to pull away, he follows along; one hand curving around your waist as he pulls you closer, leaning down further to accommodate you, his lips never leaving yours.

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