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lunargrapejuice · 1 year
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'aren't you my gift?'
marius von hagen + artem wing x afab!reader
fic for my birthday event 💕 its officially my birthday and i've been saving this one just for today hehe
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, readers birthday, thigh riding (marius), dry humping (both), oral (male receiving - artem) - yes we are giving head on my birthday, it's what i would have wanted lol- gentle face fucking (artem)
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early azure light shone through the slightly parted curtains in marius’ room. it wasn’t enough to stir you awake but your body woke up to meet it anyways. you didn’t rub the sleep from your eyes or stretch your muscles, not that you thought that’d be possible with the way marius held you with your back pressed against his chest, but all you wanted was to be closer to him.
slowly you turned in his arms and caught a glimpse of his dark hair shining like polished obsidian, long eyelashes to match, before you buried yourself into his chest. the smell of fresh linens and lavender wraps around you, just as marius’ arms did, as you nestle into him and it lulls you into a peaceful place between sleep and consciousness. a place where it's only the two of you.
after a bit he begins to stir and tangles your legs together, pulling you even closer. his slender fingers card through your hair and you can’t hold back from placing tender kisses against his chest. a hum of pleasure vibrates against you, deep and laced with sleep but full of fondness nonetheless. the feel of him, the press of your chest against his and his muscular thigh between your legs, it makes your body start to ignite with familiar heat. 
your lips travel over his collarbone and up his neck, goosebumps littering your body at the sound of the air leaving his lungs the more you kiss him. but you aren’t in control for long, not when marius pulls away from you and his grip around your waist tightens so he can easily pull you up to be face to face with him. his leg between your thighs pushes up too and in the process provides the pressure your body was waiting for to fully light aflame.
a sultry moan you couldn’t hope to cover up escapes your lips and if that wasn’t enough to flush your cheeks, you can only blush further under marius’ grin and amused violet eyes.
“you’re blushing love. did i do something you liked, hm?” he says it so casually but there's no hiding the teasing glint in his tone. “all needy for me.” even though he's teasing you about it, you know full well by the way he holds you that he's feeling just as needy for you too.
you stop him from saying more by pressing your lips against his, in a deep kiss that soon has your tongues tasting each other and the heat it creates makes your head cloud with love and lust.
little moans and whimpers escape you, the lovely sounds absolute devine against marius’ lips and the way he eagerly soaks them up makes you want to give him more. your hips start to grind against his leg, only the thin fabric of your dampening panties separating your bare pussy from his soft skin. but you want so much more of him. even if it wasn't your birthday you knew he wouldn’t deny your request, he’d give you whatever you wished for, whenever you asked, including himself.
your lips never part from his as you move to straddle him, his grip on your hips helping you move easily and right over what you were craving for most. you swear you feel his dick growing harder the moment you press against it with your aching sex.
“marius.. want you so badly..” you whisper so sweetly, sweet like strawberry cake, against his lips.
“you do, hm?” his tone is all playful innocence, an adorable chuckle following and you can’t help but smile at him. “but don’t you want all the presents i prepared for you?” you have no doubt that he’s spoiled you rotten but the best gift of all was right in front of you with flushed cheeks and glossy lips.
“but marius,” you reply with the same feigned innocence. “aren’t you my gift?”
your heart skips a beat at the way his eyes twinkle with surprise- like he hadn’t expected you to say that at all, and love- because you no doubt had the butterflies in his chest beating their wings against his rib cage and heart wildly.
it happens so quickly, the way he grabs onto you and moves so it is him that’s hovering above you, your legs wrapped around him for stability in his fast movements, pressing against his hard length, the feeling of each other having you both on bated breath.
“i certainly am now. as your faithful king it's my duty to grant your every wish, heh.”
artem
the taste of artems last bite of breakfast, maple syrup and strawberries, melts on your tongue, your sweet good morning kisses quickly turning more heated and desperate. he always held you so gently and protectively but when his desires were in the mix, needy hands holding you close and the way the pads of his finger sank into your plush skin, desperate kisses stealing every sense, your reserved artem getting lost in you; it was so intoxicating.
to be closer to him, feel more of him, you move from your spot next to him on the couch and onto his steady thighs. your hands cupping his face, as to not break the kiss while you moved, begin to feel warmer and you know it's from his flushing skin. his own hands rest on your bare thighs, remaining respectful as they always were even though the sight of you in only his shirt and a cute pair of underwear makes his heart race and his cock hard.
lifting off his legs a bit, you scoot closer and pull the hem of the white shirt up so it’s not adding to the clothes keeping your wet cunt from his growing erection. through your lace panties and his sweatpants you can feel his impressive length and grind into it, your essence seeping through your panties and onto his dark sweats. he groans at the feeling of you, moving his hands from your thighs; one snaking up your leg and to your back, holding you close to him as he bucked his hips. the other cups your face, touching you so tenderly but the twitch of them against your skin screams that he too wanted more.
for the first time since you started kissing after breakfast your lips finally break from each other. through your fluttering lashes you see how pink his lips are, a sheen of your mixed saliva making them look even more delicious than they normally do. unable to help yourself, you kiss him once more, slow and sweet and full of adoration.
those affections travel from his lips and down his jaw. you hate the loss of friction when you lift off his hard dick and make your way down his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as you go. but you know whats waiting for you will be even better, the thought of the weight of his cock on your tongue making your mouth water. on the last few buttons, when your lips kiss his stomach, you palm at his cock- the sound of his moan going straight to your core- and rest on your knees comfortably on the floor before him.
suddenly he stops your movements, his hands cupping your face and pulling your gaze away from the bulge in his pants, as if he had just noticed what it is you’re about to do. with the red of his cheeks creeping up his ears he stares at you lovingly and says. “i should be spoiling you, you know? let me-”
“are you not my gift though?” you bat your lashes at him, your eyes focused on the deep sea of his eyes as you play with his dick through his pants. his hold on your face tightens, the knot in his stomach growing and his heart racing. under your touch his eyes flutter closed, jaw going slack when you tighten your grip on his length.. he looks so fucking beautiful and it only spurs you on. “for my birthday i just want you artem.”
you kiss the inside of one of his palms before slipping out of his hold. his hips lift with your movements to get him out of his pants. his aching cock resting against his stomach once free from its confines, beads of precum smearing against his skin. he can practically see the hearts radiating from your eyes before you close them and lick at his pink leaking tip.
his gentle hand comes to rest in your hair, tangling into your locks to help ease his cock into your eager mouth. “as you wish darling,” he says breathlessly, gently thrusting deeper into your throat. he’d let you have whatever you wanted on your special day but his cock still twitches at the thoughts that he’d be tasting you soon enough.
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raidemnei · 5 months
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⠀ “ THE HEART’S WISHES. ”
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bewitchabyss · 9 months
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idk if y'all saw the preview for the 3rd anniv but HOLY SHIT. i thought we peaked with the 2nd anniv cards but the horny levels are being raised for 3rd anniv. we really going from like nc16 (borderline m18 with vyn's 2nd anniv ssr) to full on m18??? we are getting submissive and breedable men?!?! (pics utc)
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HEY SIRI PLAY SEVEN (EXPLICIT VER.) BY JUNGKOOK BC THIS IS MAKING ME FEEL THINGS I'M BOUTA GO FERAL RAAAARRR
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roughridingrednecks · 4 months
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lovemaiyo-main · 1 year
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tears of themis boys & someone calling you ugly ! a/n : guess who finally started writing tot again!! anyways it was me i was the someone who called you ugly. also i think you can tell who i like the most cough vyn cough
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luke pearce ! despretly tries to ressure you. you're not ugly! you're absolutely stunning! hey, maybe the comment wasn't even directed to you..! and besides, who is that person anyways? they don't know you well, they don't even have a right to say that! artem wing ! okay, so the person said "you're not fit to be artem's s/o" or "you're too ugly for him." he will literally stop in his tracks. excuse me???? his s/o is the most BEAUTIFUL. STUNNING. MAJESTIC. person !!!EVER!!! he is simultainiously filing a case on them and cheering you up! artem malewife era
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will go haywire on the someone
marius von hagen ! you can't tell me marius would not be gaslighting them and making them regret all their life choices. "UGLY. UGLY??? YOU CAN'T BE TALKING YOU LITERALLY LOOK LIKE AN ELONGATED BAGUETTE. YOU LOOK LIKE A STRING BEAN YOU-" you literally had to drag him away.
vyn richter ! vyn is a man of rationality. most of the time. if anyone EVER calls his s/o ugly, they are in for the wrath of dr. richter. it was a dumb decision to even say that while in a 50 mile radius of vyn. "hm... ugly? i believe you cannot say that. afterall, you have no maidens. your clothing, especially your footwear, is made of cheaper material. lastly, not only are you a lowly peasant, but your face is also very unattractive to look at." that + i like the thought of vyn politely and elegently scarring someone. vyn just gave a eleven year old kid trauma for the rest of their life.
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shuchu · 3 months
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Imagine if we had an illness much worse than Luke and it kills us faster. Then the game ends in our funeral with all characters standing in our grave.
omg nooooooo uhuhuhu ;w; i feel like that'll wreck everyone...
luke will probably regret not confessing to you earlier but will also be happy that he got to spend as much time with you as possible before you passed. he'd look out into the night sky with a sad smile, he knows you're watching over him but he breaks down, sobbing uncontrollably. he misses you. so goddamn much
vyn would find himself reminiscing on the memories the both of you made. every part of the house holds a special memory and he while he seems all collected on the outside, as he's reminiscing, a tear falls down his cheek and he sobs. he misses you so much
artem would bury himself in work but just being in the office reminds him of times where you'd bring him lunch and sit by his side while the both of you enjoy your meals. he'd remember how your eyes sparkled when you started piecing information together to solve the case. he buries his head in his hands as he sobs silently
marius would also bury himself in work as a coping mechanism but when he goes on his phone, he sees the last message he sent you. him being his usual cheeky self, teasing you and you being flustered, he smiles fondly at your conversation and starts to read the chat log. he gets to a point where you said, "i love you marius, i'll always be by your side." he feels his eyes sting and blur from the tears welling up, his heart hurts, realising that he'd never hear those words from you again. he wishes you were still here
i'm sorry if this drabble isn't in character for the men but gods the angst ueueue ;w; what a way to start the new year huh? thank you for the prompt lovely, i love me some angst even though it hurts T^T
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dreamerinthemoonlight · 3 months
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Taking them Home to Meet the Parents (Marius, Artem, Vyn)
This was originally two parts, but I don't think splitting them up makes much sense. Not when both are written and part two was only Vyn
Requests are OPEN, pls check rules before requesting
Cw: just fluff, a shovel talk
Marius x Fem!reader, Artem x Fem!reader, Vyn x fem!reader
Marius
Your parents are split when you bring him home for the first time
He easily charms your mother who thinks he’s “just such a nice boy, you should keep him y/n”
Mentally you’re like “uh huh. sure. Such a nice boy and the biggest tease in Stellis.” Not that you’d mention it. There’s no point in enlightening your mother during their first meeting
Your father is a different story
He’s heard rumors of the younger von Hagen boy and is  suspicious. Very suspicious. though you’re sure his mood is more about the boyfriend bit, not the von Hagen bit. He’s your father after all
The three of you have dinner, while, Marius chats with your mother and your father subtly not grills him on every topic imaginable
When dinner is done, your father drags him outside for a little talk. Before they leave your mother tells him to “be nice to the poor boy, he’s probably terrified” yes, yes he is, but he leads meetings in front of cranky old men all the time. He’s not going to show your dad just how terrified he is, lol
The shovel talk goes about as well as can be expected
“If you hurt my daughter, I’ll make sure you’re a permanent missing person’s case.”
nope, nope, not terrified at all to which Marius responds with a very quiet, “Yes sir, I wouldn’t dream of hurting your daughter”
Your father would be satisfied with the response and the rest of the night goes very well
Before he leaves, Marius definitely gives you a kiss that has your mother blushing, you breathless, and your father reaching for the shovel. It’s something your should have expected, really. Marius wasn’t going to be able to pretend all night. He never can.
Artem
If your parents would be of split opinions about Marius, the opposite is true if you brought Artem home
Your mother would be very pleased with the way Artem cares for you and how much he respects you. Of course, he treats her with the same courtesy, if not with the same openness. 
Your mother does remark that he seems a little distant and very formal. You merely shrug and tell her that Artem is just like that. 
Even with the distance your mother is easily won over
Your father is even easier to please. It’s painfully obvious that Artem respects you no shovel talk needed
He’s even happier when you tell him about his accolades. He wants someone who can take care of his daughter, who can support her no matter what she decides to do in live and Artem is certainly capable of doing so 
After dinner, Artem insists on being the one to drive you home (you came together anyway), which pleases your parents immensely. 
Vyn Richter 
Your dad was seriously trying to find fault with Vyn, he really was
After all, only the best of the best get to date his daughter
But this is Vyn. Despite his god complex, he has his good points and he knows full well how to put those on display
So instead of seeing “your daughter calls me professor in bed” he sees “successful psychiatrist, professor, and someone who will treat his daughter right”
And he will. Red flags aside, his distaste read: hatred of PUAs shows that he will not descend to that level of manipulation
What only you see is that Vyn is genuinely nervous. He doesn’t have a lot of experience at this stage of a relationship I wouldn’t think anyway and he is not nearly as perfect as he’d like to be (you spent an hour trying to convince him that it was going to be fine
So he results to assuaging your dad’s doubts and charming your mother
Boy howdy does he charm your Mom. His polished and refined manner, strict adherence to etiquette, and the gentlemanly way he treats you has her over the moon
So while your Dad is like, “he’s dating my daughter, I don’t like him. But damn it he treats her like a queen” Mom is like “great job, Y/n, he’s a keeper”
Actually, for a moment your mom is a little self conscious over the homely dinner she spent some much time on. I mean, this is fine dining, best of the best, Vyn and he can’t totally dampen that vibe.
But once things really get going, your dad stops interrogating Vyn and your mom stopped feeling so self conscious (a genuine  “compliments to the chef” from Vyn did the trick) things go fairly smoothly
Vyn soon stops being so nervous, to which you think “about damn time” and you end up having a very interesting dinner time discussion
By the time Vyn leaves, all mistrust has been dispelled
As far as you’re concerned, it’s a resounding success
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fatebeforetold · 3 months
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Some artemrosa for a project
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Not really the best since it's rushed and drawn on phone with my wobbly fingers + It's actually my first time drawing Artem
Would you believe me if I told you this was for chemistry and we're on the topic of atomic bondings😭
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alvisgate · 7 days
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[@gothamghostwhispers]
A paper airplane glides from midair, flying into Artem's forehead. Inside:
I'm proud of you. How did it go?
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nanaslutt · 3 months
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any tears of themis lovers follow me???
can’t stop thinking abt artem fucking me so hard i cry :3
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lunargrapejuice · 1 year
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dreamy sigh……Artem Wing coming home on Valentine’s to see you in his kitchen in an apron, and only some flimsy red lingerie underneath and a pile of homemade chocolate covered strawberries on the counter. What would he do first? eat a strawberry from your fingers? kiss away the chocolate that splattered across your chest? or maybe he’s just so needy that he takes you right there on the counter hehe ♥️♥️♥️
grayyyy please i love you and this was just so. so. good.💕 your brain is wonferdul & i am obsessed & am also so sorry it took me forever to answer this BUT I WANTED TO WRITE IT & DECIDED WE COULD HAVE IT ALL heheh
chocolate strawberries
artem wing x afab!reader
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, white day fic, food play a little, finger sucking, kitchen sex
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your quiet footsteps move along with the melody playing from the bluetooth speaker as you make your way back from the stove to the counter with a bowl of warm chocolate in your hands. the scent of coca filled the kitchen but it wasn’t unusual for the senior attorneys to smell amazing. the flooring under your feet cools your toes but you hardly notice the chill when the rest of your body is as warm despite how little you were wearing at the moment.
your nipples were hard and perked enough to easily be seen even through the lingerie that swayed against your body and the apron that artem usually wore while he cooked for the both of you. he had purchased you your own, and it was hanging in its usual place on a hook right next to his behind the door to the pantry, cute and practical but tonight, after he had given you so many lovely things for valentines day, you were eager to gift him every little thing you could and you knew how much he loved seeing you in his clothing. 
each time you moved, grabbing a clean strawberry from the fridge and dipping it into the creamy chocolate before plating it, careless to how messy your body became in the process, the fabric rubbed against your chest and had the heat pooling between your legs spreading throughout your whole body.
and you felt your body burst with even more intense heat when you heard him call your name, his voice filled with love and sweet ignorance as to what was awaiting him when he finally made his way to the kitchen. you didn’t answer and instead continued with your task, quietly singing along to the song still playing in the background. you heard his steps, felt your heart beat with anticipation at every step that drew nearer to you until they stopped completely, all too soon.
turning, you smile coyly with a bite of your bottom lip but feel your breath stall at the sight of those azure eyes that looked as though they were oceans deep and right now were just as likely to devour you if you dare get lost in them. but with artem, dare you would, for in those endless depths was unparalleled love and the heart of a man determined to show just how so very madly in love with you he was, how lucky he was to be with someone as wonderful and beautiful as you.
“art-” you try to speak his name but there isn’t a moment to get it out before you can only whimper inherently when his lips crash into yours and his fingers are getting lost in your hair as he pulls you flush against him with his other hand at your lower back. he’s still wearing most of his suit, having only shed his jacket and the fine clothes wrinkled under your bodies, his tie clip slipping from where it normally rested perfectly, his hardening cock tightening his slacks but artem didn’t seem to care, not even of the chocolate that was surely now staining the white of his shirt.
you can feel the heaving of his chest against your own and the rapid thump of his heart under your palms that cling to him for purchase. their grip only grows when his strong hands travel down your body to your thighs, addicted to how soft both your skin and the lingerie is, and he lifts you around his waist, his hard dick pressing against your inner thigh for the few steps he takes until your butt meets the counter next to the plate of chocolate dipping strawberries.
his lips never part from yours even when you both feel like you’re barely breathing. each kiss deep and passionate, the tips of your tongues touching and the taste of chocolate from your tongue melting against his taste buds. it’s only when he’s untied the apron and needs to lift it off of you that he pulls away with glossy lips and pink cheeks.
as if you are in much better shape. and just how aroused you are becomes more evident when he removes the apron and sees your lovely figure that lay beneath. adorned in delicate lace and sheer, your breasts heaving with droplets of chocolate clinging to supple skin, the fabric between your legs soaked and looking as delicious as the strawberries you so sweetly prepared for him. he watched the way it dampened more the longer he looked at you and couldn’t help but reach out to run his finger along your clothed cunt, slow and fleeting but still enough to have you writhing against him.
“happy white day love,” you say quietly, the moan you tried to swallow slipping past your lips when he yet again presses his long fingers against your sex that was aching so badly for him, squeezing around nothing, desperate for him. 
it was impossible to even attempt to catch your breath under his loving and lust filled gaze or the way he touched you. it was overwhelming, the way it made you feel and the way his woodsy scent enveloped the world around you but even if you wanted to shy away, it was just as captivating. you could hardly even look away when you reach for the treat you had made, the juicy strawberry cool against your burning fingers. 
“you never told me what you wanted,” you hum with a sweet smile and bring it to his lips, your heart beating wildly at the sight of his thick flashes fluttering closed and his delectable lips being coated in the same juice that drips down your finger and palm, little pieces of chocolate crumbling as he takes a bite. neither of you care to catch it and it drops onto your exposed legs. “i hope thi-”
your words are cut off at the feeling of his fingers wrapping around your wrist and with bated breath you feel the last of the thin barrier holding back your need for him crumble as his eyes open and he takes the strawberry from you with his other hand, sliding your sticky fingers into his mouth. 
with the way his tongue ran between your fingers before giving them a slow suck, your legs shook, your core pooled with desire and the whimper you let out made him groan deep, his hips bucking against any part of you he could reach. slipping your fingers from his hot mouth with a pop, he brings both of his hands up to cradle your face and slowly leans in.
“you are all i want, dove,” he confesses, his breath fanning against your cheek, the truth of his words shining behind his lovely eyes.
“artem~”
he finally closes the distance between you. kiss after kiss his hands reach for you more, deeper into your hair, down your back, under your lingerie to feel all of you, grabbing the squishy flesh of your ass, toying with your hard nipples but he never attempts to take it off of you. all the while your fingers eagerly claw at the buttons of his shirt until his toned chest is exposed and don’t hesitate to reach for his belt, his impressive length straining beneath the fabric of his now chocolate stained pants.
your mouth waters at the sight of his flushed tip leaking pre cum from the moment it’s removed from into confines, even though you haven’t touched him much at all but you knew he wasn’t going to give you the option to taste him, not in the position he had you in, not when his version of a gift would be your cum on his tongue and not vise versa. he assists you with discarding the rest of his clothes, forgotten on the kitchen floor but right now nothing mattered to him other than you, his hands instantly returning to your soft skin once he was naked and hovering above you.
his blue eyes fell a shade deeper at the feeling of your hand around his length, pumping up and down slowly, your thumb smearing droplets of sticky white from the tip. he groans and you scoot closer, his arms holding you steady so you could rest on the edge of the counter and bring his cock to where you needed him most. you were so wet, you had been from the moment you put on your outfit and made your way down the stairs into the kitchen. you didn’t need him to prepare you and you so desperately wanted to feel all of him now. 
either he knew how much you wanted him or he needed you all the same but you didn’t need to ask for him to push the flimsy fabric of your panties to the side so you could line him up with your fluttering hole. he takes your hand away from his cock then, guiding it to rest around his shoulders for stability so he could easily lean in and litter kisses to your chest, poking out his tongue to lick the mess of chocolate you had made on yourself as he slowly sank into you, the call your name seeping into your skin with nearly every thrust of his deep, steady pace.
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sillyhisui · 5 months
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literally noooo idea why there isnt an alice in wonderland themed card set in tot so i made my own designs
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kazumist · 11 months
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WHAT LOVING HIM FEELS LIKE .ᐟ
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✩ — includes: nxx men x gn!reader. reader is not rosa. fluff <3. no cws. wc: 589. please reblog !! it would help a real lot. jinghe = marius, xia yan = luke, mo yi = vyn, zuo ran = artem (just to avoid confusion!).
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lu jinghe — !
the times where he would endlessly tease you until no end, the smirk that you oh so wanted to wipe off of his face still stitched onto his features as his confidence was very much loud between the two of you. loving lu jinghe can be quite messy. the times where you’d stay in his studio watching him paint and you hadn’t realized that you dozed off until he shook your shoulders to wake you up. or the times where you’d get mad at his idiotic teasing as he continuously apologized to you.
although loving him can be messy, it can also be nice and caring. the small moments where he would softly smile at you while you two were on a small date in a dessert shop, you could already sense the love he holds for you through that small glint in his eyes if you stared back at him.
xia yan — !
sweet as candy and as affectionate as he can be. that’s how he loves you; you’d never leave his mind if you two were far from each other. he’d try to spend a lot of time with you; who wouldn’t want so many memorable moments with their beloved? the little instances where you would randomly bump into each other on the street and soon spend the rest of your time together, whether it was just watching films with cuddles or just playing around in xia yan’s antique shop.
sweet, is how you would describe what loving xia yan feels like. the excitement in your chest when you see him means that you know that you will have a great time with him again today. but there will also be a few butterflies in your stomach as he makes you blush, but he blushes harder than you.
mo yi — !
as much as he enjoys music, loving mo yi is like playing the same track over and over again. it’s a never ending feeling of joy and fondness you hold for each other. even if you replayed this track, you still wouldn’t get tired of it. no matter how much you two bond over music, it doesn’t matter because your favorite track will still be his expression of appreciation for you. 
the track containing his soft words of confession towards you—how could you get tired of it? it’d make your heart flutter every time. although most flowers would wilt, you, being his rose in his heart, would never dwindle, for he would cherish it with the utmost care and love it more than anything. the rose in his heart could never wilt like other flowers, could it?
zuo ran — !
a balloon making it’s way up in the air before slowly popping. it’s how zuo ran’s heart would explode every time he was with you. he wonders how a person like you could be with him, but he isn’t complaining. he’s quite grateful that he’s got someone like you with him. the blush creeping up to his cheeks as you fix his tie because it was messy while the two of you are alone at his office is something that he can’t quite control as he tries to regain his composure and stop himself from stuttering.
loving zuo ran would be a nice feeling. a bit cliché during some moments, but overall, it’s just a nice feeling to have. delicate feelings in each other’s hands, his being with yours, and vice versa. it was fragile—this was fragile. but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right?
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jjands · 2 months
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I'm getting tears of themis ads on love and deepspace videos haha fight back Artem and Marius
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vivianandjoss · 11 months
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Answer to the question "who is Artem?"
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Artem nation on the raise
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