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tabibitto · 1 year

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His Rose - Vyn Ritcher

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good Morning, My Rose~"

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vyntilador · 1 year

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Your eyes tell

What kind of flowers do the boys represent?

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Genre: idrk can be fluff or angst

Headcanons btw

A/N: I saw a tiktok that showed a bunch of flowers n their meanings so I went with it lol

Artem Wing —Lavender Rose

Now first of all, Lavender Roses mean love at first sight which is pretty self explanatory tbh. The moment he laid his eyes on you when you walked into the lawfirm for the first time, something in him...bloomed (heh)

Suddenly, he notices how your hair shone from underneath the hues of the sun. He notices how you often smiled brightly whilst looking at animal videos during your break, he notices how your forehead creased as you desperately concentrated on a certain case.

Whenever you were within sight, everything around you just slowly fades into white, highlighting how you looked even more.

During a very difficult case, it bothers him how often you sighed as the echoes of your keyboard filled his ears so the very next day, you walk to your desk only to find a variety of Roses with Chocolates attached to them. As you lift the Roses, you see a note fall out with "Don't overwork yourself. Take breaks every now and then. I'll be rooting for you." written within it.

Vyn Richter —Snapdragons

Snapdragons are known to mean both deception and graciousness. And honestly, I think it fits him very well like, hes a red flag but a hot one at that EHEM but his deceptions usually have a reason behind them.

More importantly if he's in love with you, he'll probably try to protect you with deception like, we all know how the royal family customs(?) in Svart are like (talking about CN server card of VynRosa visiting Svart and having to sleep in different rooms) He'll try to keep you away from his family in fear of hurting you in some way, or just overall preventing your relationship turn into one like his parents'.

Yellow Jasmines are also an option me thinksss

At this point I'm just focusing on his graceful and formal etiquette as a member of the royal family but honestly, it's his grace that makes me fall for himmmm

But if he could describe you or his feelings for you as a flower, he'd pick Cosmos. It's meaning is Order, Harmony, Beauty, Self-reliance, Resilience, Kindness and infinity.

Order and Harmony describes how you always put his mind at ease or make him drop his shoulders and relax whenever you're within the vicinity. Beauty, Self-reliance and Resilience because he likes how independent you are and how you always push to do the right thing even if it might bring misfortune to you. Kindness is pretty self explanatory whilst Infinity represents how his love for you will remain everlasting.

(go give him a peach and/or light pink rose and watch him short-circuit right in front of you lol)

Seeing how much of a flower boy he is, he's probably the type to confess to you, or ask for your hand in marriage using flowers and we👏love👏him👏for👏that👏

Luke Pearce —Forget-me-not

Honestly, does anyone even think that there'd be pure Luke fluff here LMAOO SORRY

Forget-me-nots aren't like full on sad tho,,it also symbolizes true love and respect which fits him perfectly

He's loved you since you were children and always looked up to you. He loved how you always stood up to him against the kids who'd tease him for uhhh his family reasons and he loves u sm for that ! !

Omg I'm so sorry but I thought of this rlly angsty thing while writing this but Imagine Luke... Expiring close to death and while he laid unmoving on his hospital bed, you gave him a soft peck on the lips with those fairytale books in mind. About how a true loves kiss would always wake up your beautiful prince(ooh rhymes n shi).

Or for a more softer approach, Imagine getting awakened by Luke giving you a kiss on the lips and the moment you open your eyes, you see your beloved Luke's smile as he greets you good morning</3

Go give him blue and/or purple hyacinths too. Don't ask questions, it's better to not know<3

Marius von Hagen —Daisy

For starters, it means Innocence, Loyal love, and 'I'll never tell'. The last part can be interpreted in two ways; that he'll never tell his feelings towards you or that he'll always keep your secrets.

For the first one, we saw how he hesitated momentarily if he was going to confess to us in the 1st anniversary cards. He keeps in mind his uncle's warnings of how brutal the media can be. Marius always wanted to protect you so if his presence in your life brings you harm, he'd rather stray far away from you than bring a threat to your life.

For the second one, despite his annoying attitude, he's always someone that you can lean on. Someone that you can trust or tell your deepest secrets to. He appreciates how much trust you put in him which in turn would make him even more determined to be someone you trust so much that you'll give yourself over to him and vice versa.

A/N: Ik that the other 3 look so short and I SWEAR THAT ITS NOT VYN FAVORITISM, but i was rlly sleepy ok😭😭😭

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

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thecoffeelovingfreak · 2 years

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thundering crimson

Pairing: Vampire!Vyn x gn!Reader

Writing Genre: oneshot

Genres: vampires, historical au-ish?

Word count: ~1.4k

Warnings: mentions of death, discussion of vampirism, very light angst, possible time inaccuracies, maybe slightly ooc vyn, not deeply proofread

Notes: Here the fic is -- 2 1/2 months after I previewed it gfkfkfkf. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this fic -- it is meant to take place around 1871!

Read it on ao3!

for my Season of the Witch collab!

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The soft click of your shoes echoed on the dark, damp cobblestone streets of Svart's frosty capital. The elegantly designed streetlamps cast a butterscotch haze over the fog winding down from the mountains. The chilled breeze carried the mist of the sea, but it was not unwelcome as it creeped under your coat and through your sleeves.

Soft neighing could be heard from behind you, prompting the edges of your dark grey frock coat to brush against your calf as you spun around to investigate. Two black stallions and a dashing coachman led a gold-decorated carriage. The mulberry curtains were tied to the side, and you made eye contact with the person inside.

Striking gold came and left as the carriage continued down the street, following in the direction of the historic district.

They must be returning for Allhallowtide, you concluded.

As you continued your night walk, you found yourself drawn to the sprawling virescent hues of the Lindersvik Gardens. Various colours stood out from the verdant landscape, creating a cascade of rainbow across the simple life.

Continuing down the ivy-laced pathway, you stumbled upon a figure sitting on the stone wall surrounding the elevated flower beds.

They were dressed in a double-breasted navy vest, paired with a white collared undershirt and matching navy trousers. A plain white jabot was tucked into their collar – pinned at the bottom of the neck with an emerald brooch. Silver hair fell delicately over pale brows and indigo. They wore glasses with golden frames, and they matched familiar golden eyes.

The person in the carriage…

It seemed that with your newfound thoughts, the figure visibly noticed your presence.

But, how did they get over here? I just saw their carriage riding toward the wealthy districts…

A soft smile rose on their face as you curiously walked closer.

"Hello." the man greeted you simply, his voice rich, measured, and smooth. "Lovely night isn't it?"

"Yes, it is… but aren't you cold?" you queried.

"Not in the slightest." he replied.

How unnatural. You thought, as you came and stood next to him.

He gracefully took your hand and placed a freezed kiss on its back.

"Vyn Richter, and you?"

After giving him your name, he asked you a peculiar question:

"Tell me, Mx. L/n, how do the undead experience emotion?"

A perplexed look blossomed on your face. "Why, Mr. Richter, this question is illogical. There is no such thing as the undead. Even so, how would they be created? It's not as if Shelley and Stoker's novels are real."

He simply hummed, and it seemed as though thousands of thoughts were shining behind his aurous eyes.

"You seem to have a well built mind. Thank you for answering my question, Y/n."

He pocketed a small leather object – most likely his sketchbook – before rising to walk away.

A certain want coarsed through your veins. A need to meet this eclectic man again.

"Will you be attending the Mass tomorrow?" you questioned.

A momentary chuckle before you received a response. "I am afraid that I am no longer able to attend."

"Why?"

"You will have to draw your own conclusions there, Mx. L/n."

And with that, he turned to walk out of the gardens and to the main street. You stood silently for a moment before leaving as well.

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The hauntingly beautiful melodies of the Requiem Mass still danced throughout your head as you made your way back to your quaint apartment. Upon opening the door, you found three pine wreaths waiting for you. Tonight was All Hallow’s Eve, and you would be visiting the deceased members of your family at the Lannavaara churchyard.

Quickly exiting your residence after grabbing the wreaths, you began your walk to the graves.

Clouds littered the flaming skyline of sunset. Liquid gold lapped at the dusted shoreline and occasionally left trinkets from the deep. The streets were filled with the essence of humanity – diverse emotions scattered across every face you saw.

Tendrils of inky indigo had spread over the entire warm-coloured page as you entered the graveyard. You set a brisk pace for the southeastern corner, placed just anterior to the melancholic forest.

Three plots labeled with moss-covered grey stone stood before you. Your found family laid graciously to rest.

Artem Wing

Marius von Hagen

Luke Pearce

Your beloved band of three, now spending their days in immortal peace. One a legislator, another a Count's son, and the last a detective. You – a violinist.

You had met Luke long before the others, hearing about an up-and-coming detective building himself up from nothing. You needed assistance in finding information about your sibling's suspected crimes, and he accepted the job with haste and enthusiasm. Together through many difficult years you delivered justice – and the innocent verdict was the cement pouring over your bond.

Artem and Marius came about 5 years later, when you were requested to play at an event for three noblemen. When your lengthy performance had come to an end, both men took an interest in dancing and conversing with you. One hoping for another friend, and the other seeing potential for a new artistic endeavor.

An uncanny breeze halted your reminiscence, prompting your eyes to unglaze and your body to reanimate. The sensation of someone behind you caused your mind to scream flight, but you were here to honor your fallen, and no being would stop you.

You placed a harder grip on the wreaths in your hand and took a step forward. A vibration went down your spine as the cold of an autumn's night began creeping in.

"You seem shivery, rose." a familiar, graceful voice spoke.

"Good evening, Mr. Richter." you replied, relaxing the slightest.

"Please, no need for honorifics." he wished, placing his fur lined coat over your shoulders.

Something about him seems different now – as if he is immersed in his element. you pondered.

"If you don't mind my asking, who are you here to see, Vyn?" you asked, while adorning your deceased in wrapped pine.

"A very old friend of mine." he responded, drifting just slightly further from you and towards a mausoleum decorated with a garland of tarnished gold.

He turned to look at you with an expression communicating both his hesitation and longing.

"Would you like to come with me?"

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Upon closer inspection, this mausoleum most certainly belonged to an affluent family. It was well-kept and representative of wealth, though it somehow still managed to maintain a humble charm.

"Does this old friend of yours have a name?" you asked, attempting to make conversation.

"Yes, he does."

"Will you tell me?"

"You will have to have patience and find out for yourself."

A light huff exit your lips, prompting a little smile from the mysterious man.

Arriving at the entrance, Vyn pulled a golden key from his pocket and unlocked the dark metal french doors leading into the shadowy building. Your entering steps reverberated through the space, and a pair of golden eyes soon appeared next to you. With a snap of his fingers, the candles and sconces throughout the mausoleum were lit.

An incredulous gleam shone in your eyes, but the silver-haired man paid it no mind. Instead, he stepped forward to the third plaque on the main wall.

Hesitantly you walked to stand next to him. Vyn's face held a look of tender mourning, and you couldn't help but draw your eyes to what he was reading.

In Loving Memory of

Vilhelm Richard Albert de Haspran

1832 - 1859

Beloved Fürst, renowned psychiatrist, and adored visage of elegance

Questions flooded your mind, but you chose to ask the most important.

"This--this is you?" you queried softly.

"Yes, my rose." he spoke, turning gently to you and catching your gaze.

And with those words suddenly it all made sense. His unnatural feats, strange questions, and odd behavior all drove you to one conclusion.

"You are a vampire, Vyn."

"Yes, my rose." A repeated phrase became a statement of patience.

Silence bombarded the mausoleum – the mourning and merriment outside the doors falling away.

The hush was interrupted by his light gasp as you put your right arm through his left and placed a kiss on the back of his hand.

"I see you, and I am not afraid."

He tightly squeezed your hand and warmly replied, "Thank you."

#🕷 season of the witch collab!#coff writes for tot🍾#tot #tears of themis #tot x you #tot x y/n #tot x reader #tears of themis x you #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis x y/n #tears of themis x mc #tot vyn #tears of themis vyn #vyn x reader

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alstroemeriadissonance · 1 year

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“I’m afraid of losing…you…”

“But I am here. And you will never lose me, darling.” Vyn was rather unfazed; delirious fever was a common occurence among a subset of patients in his research facility. “You can put your fears to rest.”

“No…no, you don’t understand!” Rosa was now utterly distraught, more at herself, for not being able to properly articulate herself. “I am afraid I’d…I’d lose my feelings for you. Not now. Maybe someday. It’s so terrifying.” She was rambling now. “It scares me. Like a big part of me dying. Like me dying.”

His heart almost stopped at Rosa’s words. One could talk about his father dying, or him losing his birthright, that Svart would burn into ashes, and still not faze the doctor-nobleman. And yet here was Rosa, his rose, his sweet object of utter obsession, his obsession whose depths may never be completely fathomed—talking about no longer loving him , and Vyn almost felt as if his entire world would fall into ruin.

He gripped her hands tightly, and pressed them even closer to his lips. “Rosa…what do you mean?” Almost distraught himself, Vyn forgot to gently prod for answers, that she was suffering from a delirious fever, and went straight to the point. “That you would fall out of love for me?” His words trembled slightly, but showed no other sign of weakness. One had to keep their wits about, for both of their sakes. “Rosa…”

“I…I’ve been thinking, and I realized…” Rosa buried her face in the crook of his neck. “Maybe what I’m feeling is just… limerence .”

#vyn richter #tears of themis #mo yi #tears of themis fanfic

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skruttet · 1 year

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[Jansson] also regularly drew covers for adult titles for the publisher Söderströms, the most unusual of which was a novel from 1936 by the progressive Hungarian Jewish author Illés Kaczér. Originally entitled Pao, it sympathetically related the inequalities experienced by a young Nigerian, Nangangesi, as he tries to make a new life in Paris. Despite the Nazis' banning its German edition in 1938, Söderströms dared to release it in Finland in 1941 with a cover by Jansson, under what she called 'a particularly "thrilling" title: Svart Erotik (Black Eroticism)'. After working on this title she may have reflected differently on her experience of Paris nightlife in 1938, when she spent Valentine's Day evening at the Boule Blanche club in Montparnasse to 'take a look at Fernanda, rose of Martinique', a celebrated Black dancer.

#interesting!#tove jansson #the illustrators: tove jansson #artwork

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norwegiatlas · 9 months

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Disney Classics' Titles in Norwegian 🇳🇴

Here's a list of the Norwegian titles of the 62 Disney classics (including the upcoming Wish)! The movies that have the same title in Norwegian as in English are not included here.

✨1 Snehvit og de syv dvergene / Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

snø (m) - snow (sne is riksmål) hvit - white syv - seven dverg (m) - dwarf

✨7 Donald møter nye venner / The Three Caballeros (lit. "Donald meets new friends)

å møte - to meet ny - new venn (m) - friend

✨8 Spill for meg! / Make Mine Music (lit. "Play for me!")

å spille - to play for - for meg - me

✨9 Gøy og gammen / Fun and Fancy Free (lit. Fun and joy)

gøy - fun gammen (n) - joy

✨11 Ichabod og Paddas eventyr / The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad (lit. The adventure(s) of Ichabod and the Toad)

padde (f/m) - toad eventyr (n) - adventure; fairy tale

✨12 Askepott / Cinderella

aske (f/m) - ash pott - (doesn't really have a meaning)

✨13 Alice i Eventyrland / Alice in Wonderland (lit. Alice in Fairy Tale Land)

i - in eventyr (n) - fairy tale; adventure land (n) - land

✨15 Lady og Landstrykeren / The Lady and the Tramp

lady (m) - Lady; stylish and elegant woman landstryker (m) - tramp

✨16 Tornerose / Sleeping Beauty (lit. Thornrose)

torn (m) - thorn rose (f/m) - rose

✨17 101 dalmatinere - En sjarmør i pels / One Hundred and One Dalmatians (lit. 101 dalmatians - a furry charmer)

dalmatiner (m) - Dalmatian sjamør (m) - charmer i - in pels (m) - fur

✨18 Sverdet i stenen / The Sword in the Stone

sverd (n) - sword i - in sten, stein (m) - stone, rock

✨19 Jungelboken / The Jungle Book

jungel (m) - jungle bok (f/m) - book

✨20 Aristokattene / The Aristocats

aristokrat (m) - aristocrat katt (m) - cat

✨22 Filmen om Ole Brumm / The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (lit. The movie about Winnie the Pooh)

film (m) - movie, film om - about å brumme - to growl, snarl

✨23 Bernard og Bianca / The Rescuers (lit. Bernard and Bianca)

✨24 To gode venner - Todd og Copper / The Fox and the Hound (lit. Two good friends - Todd and Copper)

to - two god - good venn (m) - friend

✨25 Taran og den sorte gryte / The Black Cauldron (lit. Taran and the black cauldron)

sort, svart - black gryte (f/m) - cauldron

✨26 Mesterdetektiven Basil Mus / The Great Mouse Detective (lit. The master detective Basil Mouse)

mester- - master detektiv (m) - detective mus (f/m) - mouse

✨27 Oliver og gjengen / Oliver & Company (lit. Oliver and the gang)

gjeng (m) - gang

✨28 Den lille havfruen / The Little Mermaid

liten - little, small havfrue (f/m) - mermaid

✨29 Bernard og Bianca i Australia / The Rescuers Down Under (lit. Bernard and Bianca in Australia)

i - in

✨30 Skjønnheten og udyret / The Beauty and the Beast

skjønnhet (f/m) - beauty udyr (n) - beast

✨32 Løvenes konge / The Lion King (lit. The king of the lions)

løve (f/m) - lion konge (m) - king

✨34 Ringeren i Notre Dame / The Hunchback of Notre Dame

ringer (m) - bell ringer

✨40 Keiserens nye rike - Et kongerike for en lama / The Emperor's New Groove (lit. The emperors new empire - A kingdom for a llama)

keiser (m) - emperor rike (n) - empire ny - new kongerike (n) - kingdom for - for lama (m) - llama

✨41 Atlantis: En forsvunnet verden / Atlantis: The Lost Empire (lit. Atlantis: A lost world)

forsvunnet - lost, missing verden (m) - world

✨43 Sjørøverplaneten / Treasure Planet (lit. The Pirate Planet)

sjørøver, pirat (m) - pirate planet (m) - planet

✨44 Min bror bjørnen / Brother Bear (lit. My brother the bear)

min, mitt, mi - my bror (m) - brother bjørn (m) - bear

✨45 Q-gjengen / Home on the Range (lit. The cow* gang)

ku (f/m) cow gjeng (m) - gang

*the letter Q is pronounced in Norwegian the same way as the word "ku" (cow)

✨46 Lille kylling / Chicken Little (lit. Little chicken)

liten - little, small kylling (m) - chicken

✨47 Familien Robinson / Meet the Robinsons (lit. The Robinsons family)

familie (m) - family

✨49 Prinsessen og frosken / The Princess and the Frog

prinsesse (f/m) - princess frosk (m) - frog

✨50 To på rømmen / Tangled (lit. Two on the run)

to - two på rømmen - on the run på - on, at å rømme - to escape

✨51 Ole Brumm - Nye eventyr i Hundremeterskogen / Winnie the Pooh (lit. Winnie the Pooh - New adventures in the Hundred Acre Wood)

å brumme - to growl, snarl ny - new eventyr (n) - adventure; fairy tale i - in hundre - hundred meter (m) - meter, metre skog (m) - forest

✨52 Rive-Rolf / Wreck-it Ralph (lit. Tear-Down Rolf)

å rive - to tear down, demolish

✨53 Frost / Frozen (lit. Frost)

frost (m) - frost

✨55 Zootropolis - Dyreriket / Zootopia (lit. Zootropolis - The animal kingdom)

dyrerike (n) - animal kingdom

✨56 Vaiana / Moana

✨57 Rive-Rolf krasjer internett / Ralph Breaks the Internet (lit. Tear-Down Rolf crashes internet)

å rive - to tear down, demolish å krasje - to crash internett (n) - internet

✨58 Frost 2 / Frozen 2 (lit. Frost 2)

frost (m) - frost

✨59 Raya og den siste dragen / Raya and the Last Dragon

sist - last drage (m) - dragon

✨61 En annerledes verden / Strange World (lit. A different world)

annerledes - different verden (m) - world

✨62 Ønske / Wish

ønske (n) - wish

If you find any mistakes, please let me know!

#norwegian #norsk #norwegian vocabulary #norwegian vocab #disney #disney classics #langblr

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samsspambox · 2 years

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Bittersweet Firsts

(a weird amalgamation of a case study, venting, and romance about dr. richter)

1k words.

"Do you remember your first love, Dr. Richter?" They ask him one day, nudging him with their arm.

No, he wants to tell them, he doesn't and will never care for that person while they're with him. But...

"I do."

It would be a lie, and he hates lying about trivial things.

"Tell me about them?" They ask, nothing but curiosity coloring their words, "Who caught the eyes of the great Dr. Richter before I did?"

He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to the side of their temple, "They may have captured my heart then, but you have it now. I hope that my heart stays with you for the rest of our lives."

They smile and lean closer to him, humming in contentment, "Me too, but still. Tell me?"

He frowned, "It is... not a nice story."

"It doesn't matter," They tell him, grabbing one of his hands and giving it a quick kiss, "I want to know everything about you. The good and the bad."

"You truly never cease to amaze me, do you know that?" He tells her, his frown turning into a rueful smile.

"Yeah yeah, I'm the pinnacle of perfection and all that. Story?"

He chuckles, "Very well then. I was about 15 when I first met them..."

Even as a teenager, Vyn wasn't very well liked. He knew this, being the 'bastard son' of the duke even though he was born within a marriage. The only reason anyone tolerated him was because of his father, and he hated it.

His tutors had instructed his father to let him experience proper schooling after spending most of his elementary and middle school education within the walls of his home. It would benefit him, they would say.

Vyn scowled down at his lunch, stabbing a broccoli with a little too much force. No one would come sit with him, no one would let him sit with them. He was alone.

"What's that broccoli ever do to you?"

Vyn jumped in his seat and turned around. A young girl about his age was standing near him, a tray of food in her grasp.

"What?"

She sat down next to him, "You were stabbing that broccoli like it personally offended you. What did it do, sully your father's honor?"

He wrinkled his nose, "I don't think I'd actually fight anyone talking badly about my father."

"Yikes, I know that one all too well."

He couldn't help it, "Why are you here?"

"Because you looked lonely."

He paused to look at her and found that... she was being completely honest. She didn't look like those people who had sneered behind his back or those others who silently judged him.

"Vilhelm de Haspran."

He extended his hand. She shook it.

"Annabeth O'Connor. Pleasure to meet you."

Their friendship was cautionary at first. She was the daughter of a baron, the lowest part of the nobility and he was a child of someone not in the Church of Svart. Outcasts in their own right, but now outcasts together.

Vyn hated the notion of love at first sight. His father was a perfect example of why it would never hold.

But he still believed in love, and over the course of the year he started liking his new friend more and more until those feelings turned romantic. He liked her. He thought he loved her.

Vyn was never one to sit on his feelings. If he wanted something, he would ask. He had always been a person who was good with his hands. He would carve animals out of wood, make origami pieces, play the piano among other things. On a sunny day he made a beautiful paper rose to gift to her, the day he would ask her out.

"Annabeth?"

"Yes, Vilhelm?"

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

She stilled, "A date?"

"Yes, a date."

"Oh. Uh. Sure?"

"How does Saturday sound?"

He had thought the date went alright. They went to a museum and walked around in the gardens, had lunch, the whole nine yards. Why was she avoiding him? Any time she would look at him she would stiffen up and turn in the other direction.

Gone were the days they would be sitting side by side in the library. She would join another group of people for lunch, leaving him alone. He got no response whenever he would text her, and in a last ditch effort he went over to her house only to get yelled at by her parents.

One day she had left a note in his locker, telling him to be patient and wait for her since she couldn't date him. He respected that, waiting patiently for the rest of his time at that school, but she never approached him again. He was alone, like always.

He didn't know what he did wrong. Well, he did. He knew exactly what happened: he fell in love. He made the same mistake his father made. He did the same exact thing, but he vowed that it would be the last time. He wouldn't be like this, like him.

"Well, that's not very nice," they told him.

He cracked a smile, "I know. But over time I learned to look at it with a fonder lens."

"How so?"

"It was my first date. While the outcome was not what I wanted, I learned and grew from that experience. It is, as you say, bittersweet."

"Did they ever apologize to you?" They asked, grabbing his hand and playing with his fingers.

"She tried in later years. I did not give them a chance to apologize at the time."

"Why?

"Out of hurt, why else? And I was still a child, I still made mistakes."

They stayed silent for a second, "What would you do now? If they tried to apologize?"

"I would thank them."

"Thank them?"

He smiled, threading his fingers between theirs, "Yes. After all, without those series of events, I would have never met you. In the end, it was for the best."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now, would you like to go out to dinner? It is getting late. And, perhaps, you could tell me about your first love as well."

They smiled and playfully squeezed his hand.

Yes, in the end it was for the better.

#definitely ooc but when isn't dr richter whenever i write him #talks from the spambox #some fond memories were unlocked today #this didn't exactly happen to me but something similar enough happened #but i spent the first year out of hs so bitter #now? it's a bittersweet memory #and the closest i ever really was to a relationship #tears of themis #vyn richter #mo yi

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aitereu · 2 years

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Yall.. he was behind Rose teaching her how to make a rose with buttercream and.. Rosa said she wanted to practice a bit more ☺️ whore /j

Also I know damn well game made Rose’s code name “Rose” and made Vyn’s favorite flower a Rose not by accident. The game ships Vyn and Rose more than anything

The ‘Wooden Crystal Horse’ a tradition of Svart’s, how is it wooden but also crystal? I know not.

#tears of themis #tot #vyn richter

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barnklockor · 1 year

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Matcha Mini-Me

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ann-lolziez · 2 years

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tears of themis | vyn richter

hi ! in my last post, i said id make a big post about facts and information i have about vyn richter ( ive gathered it from all cards, personal story, and some future cards, so it might have spoilers ) ! enjoy !

⋆ ฺ ｡ *: ･ vyn ⋆ ฺ ｡ *: ･

✧ basic facts !

➥ name : vyn richter

↳ full name : vilhelm richard albert de haspran

➥ age : 27

➥ blood type : AB

➥ birthday : 09 / 27

➥ main profession : psychiatrist

↳ secondary profession : university professor

➥ height : 1,78 m

✧ background !

➥ moved to stellis in year 2028

➥ comes from kingdom of svart

➥ works in criminal psychology

➥ has published multiple academic papers

✧ organizations !

➥ giannovyn mental health research center

↳ co-founder, owner

➥ nxx investigation team

↳ adjucator

➥ stellis university

↳ visiting professor

✧ hobbies and interests !

➥ gardening

➥ polo

➥ classical dance ( waltz, etc. )

➥ collecting tea sets

➥ making deserts

➥ card tricks / magic

➥ classical music

➥ playing piano

✧ facts !

➥ his favourite flower are roses

➥ his birth name is vilhelm

➥ his cousin also plays polo

➥ hes fluent in svart (?)

↳ SR : Lingering Warmth

➥ hes fluent in french

➥ hes a fast learner

➥he seems to like traveling (?)

➥ he once had a favourite vest, but after he lost a button he hasn't worn it, as it wasn't whole anymore

➥ he is somewhat ticklish

➥ he is nearsighted

➥ he has two doctorate degrees

↳ psychology

↳ pedagogy

➥ international liscense in clinical psychology and hypnotism

➥ his body temperature is naturally lower than from others

➥ he does an audio diary ( or something like that ), where he puts down the information of that day

➥ he knows how to sword fight ( probably something dukes learn in kingdom of svart )

↳ SR : Gentleman´s Game

➥ ragnar is his cousin, and only son from his uncle

➥ he did not know how to ride a bike before we met,,,

↳ SR : Cool Summer

✧ IMPORTANT !!

( spoilers for future events and cards, specifically RRG )

➥ his das was a duke or royalty in svart, his mom didn't want to convert to the svart religion which is why his dad got hated on by the church

➥ because of that, the mom left and his dad became an alcoholic for a while

➥ vyn has always been interested in psychology and people's minds but that's down looked by the church in svart

➥ his mom maybe was a commoner?, which is why manfred and ragnar (cousin, other person) said it was inherited taste and matching to his status

↳ SR : Gentleman´s Game

➥ vyn is trying to cut all ties and all clues to follow him back to his actual duke-ness !!!! these are very basic informations, but i tried to bundle them all together, as ive been writing them down ever since ive started playing and thought maybe someone else would like to see all this ! i rarely spoiler myself for his cards ( because i want to see them with my own eye, hehe ), but ill update this list in the future aswell ! would you like to see one for artem, luke or marius aswell ?

lots of love,

-ann !!

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iceysghost · 2 years

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NXX Boys and Your Wedding: Part 1

Tears of Themis: Vyn Richter x Rosa (MC) Reader

Word count: 578 words

CW: slight mentions of sex

Back in Svart, weddings were always done in large halls. Always with tables and chairs so pristine they’d be funeral pews. Always with uncomfortable greetings from people you barely even knew.

The groom always in a black suit and tie, devoid of color. The bride always in an extravagant dress no one could possibly breathe in, let alone dance in.

Weddings were just like any other social event: always rich, always long, and always fake. Who would worry about the bride and groom, if they always had to worry about the price of the reservation hall or the abnormally long guest list?

This wedding, however, had no always.

A Haspran would never get married in a garden. A Haspran would never have real friends. A Haspran would never even fall in love with a commoner.

However, Vyn was no longer a Haspran. He was a Richter.

Behind bushes and beds of flowers, his heart was beating fast. He shouldn��t be nervous, he thought—they’ll think you don’t love her, they’ll think you’re not ready for marriage, they’ll think you’re a coward—

“Is our favorite Dr. Richter getting cold feet?”

Marius. His best man.

“You’re looking quite dapper if you ask me. What’re you nervous for?”

What was he nervous for? Rosa? No, she’d be beautiful, and happy to marry him without a doubt (or would she?). The venue? No, he did everything to make it simple, but presentable and comfortable. The guests? No, only his closest friends would be there.

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “Something feels so right but so wrong?”

“Are you still scared of what your family would think?”

Vyn went quiet. He was still thinking of the great banquets back at Svart. Thinking of what his parents would say about him and Rosa.

‘Who said you couldn’t get married like this? It’s your wedding, dammit. Who said she couldn’t wear a simple dress? Who said you couldn’t wear a red suit— a red suit, why are you wearing a red suit?”

Roses were beautiful, and their thorns pricked, sure. But the thorns of a rose are to protect itself from things that might harm it.

Those who would want to appreciate the rose’s beauty must learn to either avoid the sharp thorns, cut them off, or willingly let themselves be wounded.

If Vyn wanted to love Rosa, he couldn’t just ignore her rigor and passion in work; he couldn’t ask her to tone it down. He could only fall hard for her and embrace every part of it. Only touch her with trembling hands and bleed out on his white coat turned crimson.

This is why I love her, he thought. I’ll bleed for her, and her only.

“Fix your tie, Mr. von Hagen. it’s loose.” He walked quickly across the grass and nudged Marius in the shoulder. “The ceremony’s starting soon.”

And just like that, he was back to normal. Vyn was ready to bleed for her, bleed for the rest of his life.

But what Vyn didn’t know is that he didn’t have to bleed. Rosa could cut her thorns just for him. Rosa could cure his wounds. Rosa would do anything to make sure he was comfortable.

He only realized once everyone went home, alone in their room, red coat thrown to the side, white shirt slightly unbuttoned, that she would not make his skin red to bleed. Rather, to kiss his scarred but beautiful skin, leaving lipstick all over his chest.

A/N: I am an inexperienced writer, so I accept constructive criticism (both on the story and my use of tumblr). Let's see how far this will reach lmfao. Reblogs and likes aree greatly appreciated!

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vyntilador · 1 year

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Hi It's me from the Tiktok,I Have this Headcanon On Tot Boys Being a Dad Like I'm Sure Artem is gonna Spoil His Children ESPECIALLY Marius Like The moment he hears His Child Mumbling About "Wow This Kitty plushie looks cute" and He be Like "Then Get em" he might Also Buy the Whole Store(I wish a had a marius in my life) AND for Luke,Like i think he's gonna be A Chill Dad yk Like Setting a prank together with his child and do cute Stuff y'all Mostly go out to Have a Family Bonding Since Luke is Busy being a Detective (a hot One) and lastly Vyn i think He's the Type of that Who Enjoy Reading his Children a Story When it's Bedtime and he's the type to also Gossip with his Children like "Dad there's this Kid-" and he go like "C'mere Tell me all about Ur school and stuff" LIKE ISN'T CUTEEE and While Us Just Watching Them Interact and Smiling like an Idiot, anyways This is just What i had in mind ofc ur free to Say no to my Idea But Yeah That's All,Hope you have a good Rest!🖤

Father, May I?

NXX boys as dads</333

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Genre: fluff ofc but I'm adding angst parts after every story bcs it's my specialty duhh(I WAS BORED SORRYYY)

A/N: BESTIE UR A GENIUS THIS IS RLLY CUTE TOO😭😭😭 IMMA HAVE A FIELD DAY WITH THIS ONE TYVM SRY IF I REPLY TOO LATE SCHEDULES PRETTY TIGHT</333 also i might make this into 2 parts bcs it might take long idk depends if I finish this quickly!! Sorry for the wait<3

Vyn Richter

This man is literally A DUKE of a kingdom LITERALLY LOOK INTO MY EYES AND TELL ME HE WONT GO ALL OUT FOR HIS PRINCESS</333

He doesn't rlly flex it often in the stories (except when he literally showed to their faces that only he had an invitation to that one Pluto cruise ship lmao

Speaking of cruise ships, he'd definitely be renting/buying a whole cruise ship for your daughter's birthday or if she's not into those, he'll arrange for her birthday party in the ballroom in their castle/family mansion in Svart

Honestly, he never wanted to ever come back to Svart if it wasn't for his little princess</33

You told her a bedtime story saying that her dad is a king and you're actually a queen which makes your daughter a princess

The story was supposed to make her sleepy but she ended up getting too excited and literally begging her father(Vyn) if they can come to their castle (he didn't agree at first, hesitant onto how the people of Svart and most importantly, his father woulf react but who cares his child wanted to go there so why not🙄)

Yeah with that said, after that, he just went on a spoiling spree on his daughter but he won't overdo it ofc🤷‍♀️ He doesn't want her to turn into someone condescending and just a bad person as a whole and with that kind of raising technique of his, she grows up into such a sweet girl and he sometimes can't help but smile stupidly with how his daughter resembles her mom so much 😭

Angst part

Ok so me and a friend of mine had this hc where like I forgot most of it but it was just how if Vyn decides to leave you and come back to Svart (he doesn't know that you have a child together so u ended up raising your daughter alone)

Can you imagine the shock on his face when he passes by the house he used to live with you in Stellis, only to see you playing in the rose filled garden with a little girl

You turn around to the sound of your name being called, hesitant but you still did it as you recognized his voice. He stood in front of you in formal attire, looking down on you with a soft glimmer in his eyes, seemingly shocked and feeling guilty

He asks you why you didn't tell him about your daughter but you immediately interrupted him saying that he never gave you a chance to speak

If you let him in your lives again, he'll make sure that his daughter lives the best life, guilty with how he almost made her live the same childhood as him</3

But even after the second chance you gave him, you desperately picked up the broken pieces of your heart from the ground as you tear up at the sight of the father of your children and the King of Svart, Vyn, being wedded to a woman on equal footing as him.

Artem Wing

Mkay so first of all, uhm TWINS?? Lets say it's a boy and a girl. Well the girl resembles you in EVERY way possible. She's stubborn asf but determined with whatever she puts her mind into. She sometimes pushes his brother into doing stuff he loves like inspiring him yk??

Her brother tho, she's like Artem lmao💀 He's usually calm and silent in a corner somewhere doing arts and crafts while his sister is in the middle of the room singing twinkle twinkle little stars from the bottom of her heart

You'd think that the sister would be the protector between the two of em but it's actually your son. He's kinda timid and shy but he won't tolerate any unjust actions towards his dear sister</3 (You nudge Artem and chuckle at how much your son resembled your husband</33)

When it comes to what your children want, like toys, clothes etc, I wouldn't say that he'll buy anything they want (that's a lie he actually buys them whatever they want when you're not within the vicinity lmao)

It usually goes like this, your daughter is asking Artem to buy both of em something because their friends have it and he'll usually refuse when you're there but the moment you go out to buy groceries, you'd just end up dropping the bags of grocery you had with you the moment you come home as you lay your eyes on the newly bought bikes that looks expensive asf in front of your home LMAOOOO

Yall remember that one personal story where he spent millions for us during the investigation?? He'd def do that to you and your children

They aren't even born yet and he's already having your house renovated for their rooms, already buying shit ton of toys, going to the mall ONLY for food and suddenly, hes calling you over to ask if this little baby onesie would look cute on your children</3

There is no Angst part. I mean, ITS LITERALLY ARTEM WING. HES THE GREENEST OF THE GREEN FLAGS MY BOY HAS NO FLAWS.

Luke Pearce

Also twins ngl. Energetic ones at that

Twin girls?? Absolutely (do yall know the fanarts of Lukerosa with this daughter named xiaxia😭😭😭)

Well lets just pretend theres two xiaxia's here

Anyway, he's like those uncle/grandmas that give you chocolate or money in secret when your parents aren't looking

Like maybe before you all eat dinner, daughter 1 is already hungry and is sulking bcs you didnt let her have a bite of the ice cream and here comes papa Luke to the rescue, passing her a piece of chocolate discreetly 😭

Gives your daughters piggy back rides especially when going out to family night outs or when just going to the park to have a little picnic. Or at weekend nights when you're both not working, you're all in the living room laughing softly at the 3 of em seeing them dance in the middle of the room to some children's music

OH AND ARRON IS DEFINITELY SUCH A CUTE UNCLE TO THEM OMGGG hes giving them plushies, money...toy guns..(as soon as Luke found out about it, he's immediately banned from coming over lmao/j)

Hes vv soft to his princesses but he isn't too soft that he gives them everything. I'm not rlly sure but I think he'd like practice disciple with wanting stuff like, 'Do you want the chocolate or the animal plushie? If you get the chocolate, it wouldn't last very long but if you get the plushie, you'll have it forever!'

Goes to your childhood home sometimes to hang out in the attic where you and Luke used to play in and introduces your girls to Sherlock Holmes</3

(DRESSES THEM UP AS JOHN WATSON N SHERLOCK HOLMES😭😭😭😭)

Just the best dad overall tbh

Angst part<333

He was very hesitant with having children with you with the thing abt his life and his line of work but the moment that he sees the smile on your face slowly dissipate and turn into a look of gloom, he feels guilty for even hesitating for a moment and immediately hugs you

He knows he won't be around for a while so even if he really wants to give your children proper discipline, there are moments where he just spoils them to their hearts content

Sometimes at night, he sits alone in the balcony of your own home and he smiles softly knowing that you now have little angels to look after you once the time comes.

The burden of all of these dawns on him tho. Like, what would your daughters feel like when they realize their dad's gone? What if his work as a spy results in his family getting hurt? Or worse, what if one of them gets pulled into the NXX stuff?

There are times where guilt and despair overwhelms him so pls go easy on him amd always give him cuddles<33

Your touch used to bring him comfort but why is it that when you brushed your hand against his face to wipe his tears away as you laid half conscious in his arms, it brought an overwhelming sense of fear and guilt?

He hugs your body closer to him as tears fell continously from his face, hurting at how his princesses will probably have to grow up without parents.

Marius von Hagen

He spoils them. No negotiations, no questions asked.

He has a son too btw!! (his son hates him lmao)

Your son hates it when his dad hogs or steals all your attention which then ends up having a mini Marius sulking and hugging your legs asking you with a pout if you love Marius more than him LMAOOOO

I forgot where I read this but I think its the personal story???? idk i forgot Where the cat sneaks in to his home and just hates him overall

Your son would def wanna keep the cat and claim that the cat is now his "accomplice"

Yea but with all that aside, Marius is definitely soft for his son</333 He inherited everything of his dad but he has your eyes which makes him more vulnerable to puppy dog eyes of your son when he asks his dad to get him something

He's well aware of his footing in society so he knows how to stand up to himself well. Or if paparazzi surrounds you, poor baby would scream at them and tell them how he hates them for making his mom(you) have a hard time

Surprisingly, the reporters feel bad and start making way for the three of you to go home

Marius is definitely proud of him for standing up for himself and his mom. Speaking of that, he's another sucker for his kid when you're away. You could literally blink and the moment you open your eyes again, there's suddenly a mountain of toys around u lmao

Angst part

Marius is also very aware of how dangerous it is to live in front of the camera and being exposed to the judging eyes of the public so he tries his absolute best to keep you both safe. Including with scandals, where it's said that PAX CEO Marius von Hagen is having an affair with someone else while having a family of his own. His heart breaks into a million pieces as he looks down on his son thats literally crying and hitting his leg with little to no force because of how hard he was crying.

Hes cursing his own dad on why he has the guts to make u cry like that. His last straw snaps as tears swell into his own eyes as he bends down to pick up your crying son and he hugs him tightly.

He considered leaving PAX and having someone else run it seeing how bad of an effect it left to his family but you begged him to stay there seeing how important the company is but what you didnt expect was that he'll someday put his company first before his family.

A/N:I think i kept turning away from the og plot im so sorry😭😭😭 i made this at 12 last night bcs i couldnt sleep so m sorry if it does look too good💀💀

I also just went with it and did all of em lmao I WAS ALSO HUNGRY WHILE MAKING THIS SO THATS PROLLY WHY I WAS STRAYIMG FROM THE PLOT LMAOOOOO

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sdaomine · 3 years

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A Letter To You — Vyn Richter AU (Old Filipino Setting)

I was watching Goyo: Ang Batang Heneral last week, and my god I cannot get over the angsty love story. So here we are, with a Vyn AU wherein he’s not a runaway son of a duke and instead, a devoted heir.

Beautiful art by @bbitterdumpling on twitter.

“You are the most dauntless.

You exude with striking elegance and intimidating power; unrivaled in your games of intellect and mischief; no one dared stray close to you for their feared their lives, knowing how well you could twist the strings of fate.

A jack of all trades and a master of wits, reading and manipulating minds as if you were a colossus puppeteer. Such power in your hands, the world almost at your fingertips’ grasp and yet, here you are—still the hero of your land, fighting unrelentingly for her sake.

Your fist against your chest, to where that dedicated heart laid—of your oozing dedication, of course, I have no doubts.

Ah, but you are a man of devotion and I a mere lady on a distant mile across the seas. And I thought, with the land of Svart, how could I compete? Can this heart ever stand to share your love, a love that could only be given to one?

On the parchment you left in my chamber, I am writing this; I perch atop a wooden rocking chair across the open window of my room, and from here, I see the sapphire skies, quietly hoping I would see you instead.

Perhaps at this moment, you are walking along your rose garden thinking of me, the alternate line of it being glued inside your meeting room with your subordinates surrounding you, playing your very own game of deadly chess.

For the Kingdom of Svart, all for the Kingdom of Svart—I know I sound like an envious woman, but, my dearest—do you still bear onto your promises of love?

You had asked me, the night before you sailed home; you asked me of a marriage, a future we would soon hold. You had asked me of my affection, wooed me as a gentleman did—and I gave in to you, swore to you, and on my finger let you slide an ember ring.

We danced underneath the gloomy lights by the open window, and we made love until the sun rose—but when I awoke, you had left, and I was not beside you.

You bore me the promise of love, but if you want me to love you back, allow me to love a man whom I could hold, not a hero above the clouds, glorified as if he was a god. Not a man above the skies, completely out of reach.

I wish to lay my head against the arms of a man who knows his boundaries, for he had already fulfilled his duties to his land; a man who knows that we could be gone any moment; a man who knows what the most important things are.

Honour, love—could the heir of Svart ever choose one?

I shall wait for your return, Vilhelm de Haspran—and when you do, my love,

Your lady wants you to choose.”

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NXX: Three Men and a Little Lily (Part 2 - Farewells, Waffles, and Starlight Hair)

Part 1 here

It was a very busy early morning in the Richter estate. The sun hasn't come out yet at four in the morning, and yet the usually quiet mansion was already brightly-lit and abuzz with activity.

Vyn's haphazardly prepared baggage cluttered the living room; some suitcases lay on their side, lids still thrown open in case there were some last-minute additions. Rosa fussed over them, stuffing her husband's articles of clothing, distributing the items amongst the luggage in some convoluted logic that Vyn will need to decipher later as soon as he gets to his destination.

In the meantime the master of the estate pored over a list of reminders with Artem, and showed the lawyer around the kitchen and pantry.

"This cupboard here," Vyn grunts as he stretched out to reach the uppermost cabinet right above the sink; just out of reach for everyone in the household except him, "contains the things that darling Lily covets."

Artem looked up and peered at the various grocery items stocked in that particular cupboard, and understood why they were placed there: inside were bottles of chocolate syrup, various fruit syrup both natural and artificial, different kinds of candies, tinned biscuits, and animal crackers. Among other things that would give a dentist aneurysm.

"Right." Artem takes a quick snapshot of the open cupboard, one of the many pictures that he has taken so he could go over them later and make an inventory of which items were stored where.

"You promised Lily waffles; you would find her desired toppings here, most probably." Vyn sighed. "Just do not overdo it, please. She tends to have poor appetite during lunch if she's had her fill of sweet things in the morning."

Artem raised an eyebrow. "How about as a dessert, after lunch?"

"It would be better, but you may find that Lily is a bit vocal about having waffles for breakfast," Vyn muttered as he moved on to another cupboard, orienting Artem with its contents...

They're right. Vyn is whipped, mused Artem, but as always, he kept that particular observation to himself.

The rest of the early morning flew by; but Vyn had managed to hand over and orient Artem with most of the things required to care for little Lily. Artem, for his part, had asked both parents the usually overlooked yet equally important questions--did Lily need assistance with potty (a little); did Lily need help with bathing (yes); and other similar queries.

The sun rose at six in the morning with Artem having gained more respect in the eyes of both Vyn and Rosa; the lawyer proved to be immensely dependable and turned out to have considerable experience with child care through his own extended family.

Eventually it was finally time for Vyn to depart.

Lily was allowed to see her Daddy off; and so Vyn gathered his darling girl from her bed--the girl bleary-eyed with sleep--and carried her all the way to the main gate where a limousine bearing the Svart embassy's flag waited for him.

"Daddy," mumbled Lily as she rubbed her eyes. "Come back soon, okay?"

"Ssh, don't rub your eyes, my little darling," Vyn whispered affectionately as he cradled her to his chest with one arm and his other hand gently prising off her fist away from her eyes. "And yes, I will be back soon."

"Yay. Is it time to make a wish?" Lily asked sleepily as she reached out to her father's hair, tugging on his silver locks. "Wish on our silver starlight hair."

Vyn gave his daughter an affectionate smile. "Yes. Of course. What do you wish on my starlight hair?"

"Chocolate."

The father lovingly mussed Lily's hair. "And chocolate you shall have when I get back." He planted a kiss on her forehead. "My turn," he said as his slender fingers smoothed out a lock from Lily's head. "I wish..."

Artem, who was within earshot, asked Rosa about the strange little ritual between father and daughter. "Wishing on their hair?"

"Lily noticed that she and Vyn were the only ones around who had silver hair," said Rosa. "She then came up with a story about her and her father coming from the night sky, that their hair was made out of stars. And that like people do with stars, they could wish on their starlight hair."

"That's...sweet," Artem said. "Though I will go ahead and be that guy... How would Lily react once she gets to visit Svart? Silver hair is quite common there, I heard."

"I've had my own questions myself, since it raises questions like 'what about people who were not lucky enough to be born with silver hair?'" Rosa smiled. "But Vyn said it would not be a good idea to stamp out children's imaginations with reality. Something about letting them understand things in time."

"...yay! I hereby decree, that Daddy and Mummy will be back safe and sound," Lily giggled in Vyn's embrace, before planting a peck on his lips.

"I guess. I mean, I can't tell Lily Santa's not real." Artem said. "It's senseless and brutal."

"Mhm. She knows, though," Rosa said wryly. "For Lily, her Daddy is a more mythical beast than Santa Claus is. She practically worships his footsteps--you'd find out soon for yourself I guess. She is quite the storyteller."

"Huh."

Vyn then gently put down Lily and beckoned for Rosa. "Love, it's time..."

"Uncle Artem," Lily said as she padded towards the lawyer, tugging on his pants leg. "Um..." She looked up at him with her big gold eyes, but not able to verbalize what it is she actually wanted

Artem took a guess, and lifted Lily into his arms. "Want a carry?" he asked.

Lily only shyly put her arms around him and hid her face in the crook of his neck. "Mm," was the only sound she made.

Artem only looked on as husband and wife shared a wistful, lingering kiss; the pang in his own heart came dull yet palpable--but it was a feeling that he was already used to, and came to accept, in time. One never quite could forget their first love, in a way, but only to accept, let go, and move on...somehow.

And yet...due to circumstances, he wasn't even allowed to fully move on. All the players of the previous board were still in play around him, and nothing changed, except for the fact that he could never win the one prize he so fervently wished for. There wasn't even a hope. That was now a universal truth that could never be refuted.

The one proof of which, is currently hanging onto him.

He bounced Lily in his arms, once. "Hup."

Lily yelped, and looked at him. There were tears in her eyes.

I knew it. Artem gave her a little smile. "Go wave to your Daddy," he whispered. "He's about to go."

"I don't want him to see I cried," Lily said glumly.

"Why?"

"It makes him sad."

Artem gently nudged her anyway.

Vyn pulled away from his wife, and gave Artem a nod before he made his way to the waiting limousine.

"Come on. Give your Daddy a wave," Artem said to Lily, once again.

Reluctantly Lily twisted in his arms, then waved at Vyn, who was visibly surprised at the gesture, only to smile back and wave.

She always did hide whenever he is about to leave, huh...

It is when the limousine finally pulled out of the curb and made its way into the main road did Lily reach out for her mother and sob, hard.

"There, there," Rosa cooed as she carried an inconsolable Lily. "There's a good, brave girl."

Artem turned away and went back inside the mansion, letting the mother and child have their moment in peace. Time to get ready for waffles.

===

"You sure you'd be alright, Artem?" Rosa asked as he helped her with loading the baggage into the taxi's trunk. "I mean, Lily could be a handful sometimes."

"Sort of too late to be asking me that now, isn't it?" he said. He turned to Lily, who quietly waited on the steps leading to the front door of her home. "Lily, your mum's leaving."

"Mommy," Lily cried as she ran up the pavement towards Rosa. "Come home soon." The little girl hugged Rosa's legs. "I'll behave. I promise." She offered her braid to Rosa. "Wish?"

Rosa let out a soft chuckle as she gently caressed the short braid hanging above Lily's nape. "I wish you, me, and Daddy will have some tea again in the garden. With waffles." She smiled fondly at her daughter. "How's that, little star?"

"I decree that we shall have tea and waffles in the garden when you and Daddy come back." Lily tightened her hug, and looked up at Rosa with watery gold eyes. "Come back soon. I'll miss you and Daddy."

Rosa bent over to plant a kiss on Lily's silver head. "Be good now. Your three uncles will take care of you, okay? Don't make too much trouble for them."

"Uhuh. I will. They get free wishes." Lily said as she fiddled with her braid.

Rosa then gave Artem a quick hug. "Thanks. I really appreciate you and the guys coming through for us. This is really nerve-wracking, believe me. Vyn couldn't even sleep, and that's saying a lot."

Artem returned the hug and gave Rosa a pat on the back before pulling away. "Yeah. I can imagine. Luke just found something--we'll all discuss about it in the NXX chat. But for now just get to where you need to go. And be safe."

"Mhm. Thanks again."

===

Artem took the liberty of serving Lily her breakfast in the garden gazebo.

It was Vyn's and Rosa's sacred space, but seeing that Lily missed her parents and that the knowledge that they could be away for more than a week--a first for their poor little girl--may be overwhelming for her, the lawyer figured letting Lily have her favorite treat in her parent's space may help ease her pining, somewhat.

"Here. Waffles with all sweet things on it," Artem said as he placed a plate of three waffles in front of Lily: all three waffles were carefully cut into kiddie bite-sized pieces, drizzled with chocolate, strawberry sauces; piled high with slices of strawberry, banana, and a few gummi bears on top.

"It's probably not as good as your Dad's but I tried my best. Hope you like it."

Lily quietly stared at the pile of waffles, then at Artem, then at the waffles again.

"Well?" Artem couldn't help but feel apprehensive at being judged by Vyn's daughter. A tiny little Adjudicator. His lips curled into a twisted smile.

"Uncle Artem," Lily said quietly as she took her little plastic fork into her fist and fed herself a piece of waffle dripping with chocolate and strawberry.

"Hmm? And, don't talk when your mouth is full," Artem said as he pulled out a chair opposite hers and tucked into his own breakfast: pancakes and bacon. "Chew first and swallow before you speak."

"Mmph," Lily swallowed her waffles and, with her mouth smeared with chocolate and strawberry, said "Uncle Artem, you are my new favorite uncle." She shoveled another chocolate-and-strawberry syrup drenched waffle bite into her small mouth. "I love you," she said after swallowing once more, then piercing yet another piece with her little fork.

Artem chuckled as he drank his orange juice. "I'm glad, Lily, but wipe your mouth first? Here, let me help you..."

Luke: Got a ping.

Vyn: I knew there is something off. What is it?

Luke: Not too sure yet but Vyn, be careful. Whoever it is, the trails lead to somewhere in Europe. Won't be surprised if its Svart.

Vyn: Ah. I figured as much. Thank you for confirming.

Luke: I'll try to get more specifics. Will send them your way as soon as I get em. Artem, be careful too. I wouldn't put it past them to do kidnapping if they want something from Vyn.

Artem: I'm armed. Though I would appreciate it if you and Marius would stay here in the estate too.

Vyn: I have prepared all of the guest rooms for your use. It would make me feel more at ease if all of you three stay with Lily at all times, if possible.

Marius: I may need to go on meetings but I'll stay there as much as I can.

Artem: Beef stir-fry and dumplings for tonight.

Marius: Hell yeah I'll cancel tonight's meeting. Gonna chow down there.

Luke: lol

Artem: Not spicy though. We have a kid eating with us.

Rosa: Why do I feel sleepover vibes?

Luke: I'm going there with my stuff. And games. Operation Waffles is a go!

Vyn: Please do not trash the house.

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