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satoruxx · 11 months

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wishful thinking.

cw: suggestive, implied 18+ content

he’s in a dilemma.

he doesn’t know how or why he’s gotten into this situation. it was just supposed to be a normal evening, spending time with you as you rant to him about your day. normally you’d talk and he’d listen, occasionally inputting his own advice or opinion as you chat.

but today he’s struggling. he’s struggling because of you and your frustratingly endearing actions. he’s struggling because you’re sitting in front of him and rambling on, unaware that he’s staring at the way your mouth moves as you speak. it gets worse when you pick up one of the strawberries you were snacking on and take a bite. he swears you do it in slow motion, and he can’t help but eagerly watch the way your lips pucker as you bite into the fruit.

he realizes he’s confusing himself again. he shouldn’t be doing this, especially when he’s supposed to be playing the part of your loyal and understanding best friend. but as guilty as he is to admit it, it's not the first time. you make it so difficult for him, and his thoughts just start running.

he’s definitely not thinking of erasing the line that’s normally between the two of you. of course not. he’s not thinking about how nice it would be to actually pull you closer while the two of you are lounging on the couch, letting his skin brush against yours.

he’s not thinking about the two of you coming home to one another everyday, falling into each other's arms for the sake of comfort. he’s not thinking of how invigorating it would be to be able to press his lips to yours whenever he’d like, to see what they tasted like. he definitely doesn’t think they’d taste like strawberries.

he’s not thinking of being able to touch you like nobody else does, amidst bedsheets and discarded clothes. he’s not imagining the way you’d sweetly pant his name as he gives you all the pleasures in the world. and he’s definitely not thinking of the way your shiny eyes would roll back as he presses himself into you, ecstasy written all over your face. ecstasy only he could give you.

you suddenly wave your hand in front of his eyes, laughing slightly, and he blinks in confusion. “what’s up with you? you’re so distracted today.”

he clears his throat, cheeks heating up a little at his muddled thoughts.

there’s a brief urge to spill all of his ideas to you right then and there. but then he gets worried as he realizes that’s too big of a risk to take. because you’re his best friend and that’s already more than he deserves, so how can he possibly be selfish enough to ask for more?

so he just shakes his head, pushing down his longing feelings yet again. for now, he tells himself.

he gives you a small smile, motioning for you to keep talking. “nothing.” he answers, eyes softly trailing over your curious little grin. “everything’s fine.”

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revasserium · 7 months

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bodies between us

marius; 1,614 words; nsfw!!!, fem!reader, straight smut, mating press, cumming inside, "jiejie"

summary: marius... fucks.

he has never thought of bodies as expendable things — not in the least because it’s not how he was raised. but mostly because he knows that, for the most part, it’s how people expect him to think, and he’s always taken a vindictive pleasure in being contrary.

but here, like this, with you tucked beneath him, breathless and shaking, your fingers digging crescents into the muscle of his arms, your voice pitched and breaking as he slowly fucks into you — he thinks he can start to understand why people might ruin themselves to chase a high like this.

“f-fuck, jiejie… you’re s-so tight…”

you peer up at him through tear-soaked lashes, your bottom lip caught in your teeth as you whine to the rhythm of his hips, rocking into yours, the slick slap of skin on skin toe-curling in it’s indecency. marius groans, letting himself fall forward onto an elbow, leaning down to mouth at the smooth expanse of your neck, bared before him like an empty canvas. how he longs to paint your skin in bright blooming patches of blue and green and purple, rings like daisy-chains in the shape of his teeth.

“m-marius… please…”

he hisses out a breath at the plea in your voice, feels the coil in his stomach tighten as your cunt flutters around him, your walls clenching down, making his spine curve, his pace stutter. he gasps for a breath that he has long since poured into the warmth of your mouth, his lips searching for yours even as your head tips back in pleasure.

“so — so desperate, hm?” he says, teasing his tongue along the line of your collarbone, trailing down till he can mouth at your hardened nipples, relishing in the way you hiccup when he laves his tongue across one peak, his free hand coming up to tweak at the other, “so… sensitive…”

you grapple weakly at him, hiccupping as you feel him dragging along your walls, grazing the soft spot at the base of your belly, whimpering as he angles himself towards his, rolling his hips into yours to brush up against it again and again and again.

“marius — ah — hah… n-no f-fair —!”

he lets out a soft chuckle at your words, groaning unrestrained as he hoists you up higher over his hips, fucking into you even as you try to squirm away from him, the spit-fire tingles wreaking havoc on your body as his cock rams against your cervix making your vision go fuzzy round the edges. your hair is a haloed mess on his silken pillows and the way you pulse around him makes him want to scream.

“who said — anything — about — fair, hm?”

his teeth sink into the soft of your tits, your skin muffling his loud moan as he swirls the sensitive nipple in his mouth, teasing it till you’re tugging at his hair with desperate fingers, your body overwrought with pleasures and sensations. vaguely, you feel his fingers close around your throat and you’re happy to let your eyes flutter shut.

he thinks he’d never get tired of this, of seeing you splayed out beneath him, the perfect image of wreck and ruin, the remnants of his lust, his love, scattered along your body like sand dollars on an expanse of eggshell beach. he wonders if you’d ever use them as currency — if you’d let him spend it like bus-fare, to map out every single dot of your pleasure, connect them into constellations.

he wants to know the stories you could tell with the pictures he paints across your skin.

“n-ngh! yes!”

your voice strikes through him like lightning, twisting tight the coils of pleasure threatening to burst in his belly as he jerks against you, pulling him out of his thoughts as he reaches out to bend you clear in half, pressing your knees almost to your shoulders as he fucks down into you.

“t-tell me… am i… doing g-good?” he’s breathless with it, panting, no longer trying to hide the whine in his voice as he chases after your high and his.

he wants to hear you say it, knows that it’ll only take so much to push him over the edge.

“mm — fuck — marius — s-so, so good — !” you’re writhing beneath him, “ah — ah… i’m — ‘m gonna cum!”

“f-fuck baby — cum — c-cum on my cock — lemme feel you — f-feel you cum all over me — make me a m-mess jiejie please —”

marius lets himself go, doesn’t try to stop the filth that runs past his lips, gasps as he feels you clench down around him, your cunt milking him till he’s tipping over the edge as well, the both of you moaning as he presses a sloppy kiss to your lips, moaning thick and deep as you kiss him back just as hard, sucking his tongue into your mouth.

he licks heat into the space behind your teeth as you both shudder against each other.

you whine as you feel the heat of his cum spill into you, making you hiss as he twitches inside you.

grinning, he reaches down to run a lazy thumb along your swollen clit if only to feel you jerk and try to squirm away. he smirks, holding you still even as you struggle half-heartedly against his movements.

“m-marius — i-i can’t —” there are tears welling up along your bottom lashes and marius tuts at the sight.

“c’mon… just one more — i know you can do it —” he gently rocks his hips into yours, his semi-hard cock still dragging along your fluttering walls as you squeeze your eyes, still raw from you recent orgasm, the heat still so close it’d be so easy to toss you over just one more time.

“n-no… i — ‘s too much…” you try to shake your head but marius hums as he expertly flicks at your clit with his thumb, making your entire body arch up into him.

“such a liar, jiejie… see? you’re almost there… lemme see…”

“h-hngh… marius — marius —”

you tug weakly at his arms even as you feel the rush of heat and wetness, your abused pussy clamping down weakly over his softening cock as you shake through another orgasm. marius groans, leaning back to watch the sticky white of his cum leak out of you around where he’s still plugged into your thoroughly abused hole.

“mm… so pretty…” he grins, bright-eyed and cocky as he slowly pulls himself out of you, biting back another satisfied groan as he watches the way your hole squeeze around nothing.

“that was — that was mean…” you say, wincing slightly as you twist over to one side and reach for the wet wipes on the beside table. marius laughs, grabbing them for you and tugging one out to wipe you down.

“but you liked it, right?”

you blush, shooting him a half-hearted glare, your cheeks red with post-coital heat.

he takes his time cleaning you up before wiping himself off and collapsing into bed beside you.

you snuggle in close, pressing your forehead against his chest as he runs an idle hand through your hair.

“don’t ever leave me, okay?” he whispers, pressing kisses into the line of your hair.

you nod, hooking your ankle over his as you inch in closer.

“i wasn’t planning on it.”

marius wraps his arms around you, humming contentedly as he takes a deep breath.

“good…” and then, after a moment, “cause i don’t think i can stand the thought of anyone else making you scream like that.”

you swat at his chest, “marius!”

he laughs, keeping you held tight to him, “what? it’s true! i — i think i’d go crazy if you ever left me… knowing that someone else was with you like that…” and you can hear the pout in his voice without having to look up to see.

“i — i don’t think i’d want anyone else like… like that…” your words trail off into silence as fire creeps into your cheeks. they’re honest words, you know, but still, saying them out loud like that —

“good!” marius sounds like a pleased schoolboy as he snuggles you in closer, nearly suffocating you against his chest before you forcibly push him away for some breathing space.

and neither of you say much else, but you can feel it like an exhaled breath. you feel it in the softening of limbs like the gentle rise and fall of the tides. marius shifts around you, your bodies slotting against each other like the sea returning to a stretch of long-forgotten shore. and marius thinks, in the seconds before he drifts off into dreams, that there isn’t enough money in the world to spend on a moment like this.

that if his body were indeed and expendable thing, if by some strange twist of fate it became a single-use thing, he’d still choose to use it with you. because he thinks he’d still fall in love with you, and he’d still give his whole life to find himself here, just here, lying beside you, even if it were the last thing he could ever do.

next to him, you twist, turning towards him, already asleep.

and he thanks the gods that his body isn’t an expendable thing, that for the rest of his finite life, he gets to spend each infinite moment with you.

tot requests are open!

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icypopz · 4 months

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with an expressionless + calm s/o ♡

↬ from anon ; if it's okay, could i request marius and vyn with a female reader who is mostly expressionless and calm and very hard to impress or fluster?

↬ notes ; marius von hagen (lu jinghe), vyn richter (mo yi) x gn!reader

↬ from ice ; hihi first post of 2024 !!! also i switched it to gn!reader, i hope that's okay :> marius is so silly ueueue,,, also i'm not sure if i interpreted the prompt correctly i hope u like it ! T_T

↬ warning(s) ; none

please reblog ! it helps a lot :)

[ marius von hagen / lu jinghe ! ]

marius and you make quite a pair. while he's rambunctious and whiny, often acting like an overgrown child around you, you're his polar opposite - calm and quiet, watching his tantrums with only the barest hint of a smile. people tend to wonder how you put up with him, but the truth is that the two of you balance each other out and bring out the best in one another; you're the ying to his yang.

whenever he's upset about something like the old men in the pax board of directors nagging him, marius will always come rushing to complain to you. he adores how you offer him a listening ear and a third-party opinion, and your tranquility always helps chase away his irritation. he always says you're like the sun pushing away the storm clouds of his anger. as the heir of pax, he's grown up around people always attempting to gain his favour, so marius really appreciates your ability to judge any situation objectively, even those involving him. it's a breath of fresh air to actually get scolded by you whenever he does something nonsensical instead of always being praised no matter what he does.

as for you not getting flustered easily, rest assured that marius will still try his absolute hardest to do so. when his usual trademark playful smirks and winks don't seem to work, he has to up his game, switching to super lame pickup lines which succeed only at making you laugh instead of flustering you (he still counts that as a win). however, he loves seeing even the smallest changes in your expression, such as you being unable to meet his eyes after he peppers kisses all over your face, or you burying your face in his shoulder after his hands travel under your shirt... even if you aren't as audacious with your expressions as he is, marius loves you wholeheartedly for who you are.

more content utc !

[ vyn richter / mo yi ! ]

vyn is actually quite similar to you, he's not the type to have wild expressions or wear his heart on his sleeve, so the two of you get along really well. he needs to be calm in his field of work in order to get people to open up to him, and you're just naturally a very serene person. even vyn feels at peace when he's around you, as being around you is a welcome break from his hectic life running the giannovyn mental health research center.

as a psychologist, vyn is well-versed in analysing body language or facial expressions to determine what someone is thinking. however, since you aren't a very expressive person, vyn becomes more attuned to your needs by communicating verbally with you instead of just assuming based on your body language. you both rarely argue as the two of you prefer to discuss your disagreements in a calm manner instead of getting too heated and saying things you don't mean. vyn also does his best to always ask you for your opinion on everything, from dates to presents, and in this way he manages to keep you as the world's happiest romantic partner.

you not getting flustered easily isn't something that bothers vyn, because he himself isn't someone who actively teases you that much. however, he adores seeing even the slightest changes in your expression when he does something for you, like when your nose scrunches up because you're trying not to cry happy tears, or your wide eyes when he surprises you with another grand gesture - it all feels like those are special sides of you only he gets to see. and that is exactly why vyn always goes over-the-top in extravagant preparations for you, whether it's growing your favourite flowers in his garden or baking you the perfect pastries - he loves you so much that he does everything he can to see your happy smile.

✧ thank you for reading ! if you have a request, feel free to send it in 🌠

#[ my writing — ! ]#[ tears of themis — ! ]#marius von hagen x reader #vyn richter x reader #tears of themis x reader #marius x reader #vyn x reader #lu jinghe x reader #mo yi x reader #tot x reader #marius von hagen #vyn richter

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crimsonbubble · 2 years

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cw. nsfw, afab!reader, cowboy hat rule, brief nipple play, praise, pull out method, quick hand job *not proofread, just pure horny

♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡

late summer nights with friends and loud music are a sure fire way to not remembering what even happened that night. yet being a designated driver seemed to work out in your favour. who would want to forget the sight of how disheveled their boyfriend looks while you ride them into oblivion?

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stealing the cowboy hat from off your boyfriends head, you look over your shoulder as you walk away, sending him a small wink. his buddies caught on immediately, already starting the teasing of what's to come. your friends watch with amused and shocked faces before they give you a knowing look. the night went on and the get together was slowly coming to a close.

your boyfriend whisked you away from your friends as soon as you waved them goodbye, pushing you back against the car door. his toned body pressed roughly against yours, his belt buckle subtly digging into your body. "you have no idea what you're doing to me."

your words are taken from you as he pulled you into his chest to open the door and carefully nudge you to sit. the fiery pool of desire sitting in your stomach was too hot to ignore as you quickly scrambled in, fingers clumsily unbottoning your blouse. he quickly climbed in after you, breath heavy as he tugged you onto his lap.

"god you're driving me crazy.." his hands traveled the skin under your skirt, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass. your breathing quickened as you pressed a wet kiss to his lips, needing something to ground you. your hands traced over his biceps, your hips slowly rocking back and forth.

his hands made quick work of shoving his pants and boxers down his strong thighs enough to have his cock press against the soaked fabric of your panties. "you know what to do, sweetheart." without much hesitation, you align yourself with his leaking tip, stroking him a few times before slowly sinking down onto his thick cock.

your words are mumbled with slurred curses and unintelligible noises, his length filling and stretching you in ways no one else would. his hands busy themselves with squeezing at your thighs and ass, his self control straining as your warm walls enveloped his dick with a familiar warmth. with each slow bounce you made, all the thoughts in your head muddled into into one.

your hands rested on his shoulders, your dripping pussy clenching tight around him. you barely hear his words as you take him to the base, the now constant squelching going harmoniously with your shared moans and pleasure. his hands roughly tug your blouse off, moving your bra down to place kisses and bites on your chest. his lips ghost over your nipples, his hands guiding your hips along his shaft.

you tipped the hat back, watching as he roughly groped all over you, his cock throbbing while you look all pretty, bouncing in his lap. "fuck, baby, just like that.." his soft groans are now borderline whines, his lips searching for yours in a wet kiss. "oh fuck, you're so beautiful like this." it's all tongue and teeth yet the tightening in your gut had your body trembling over his. "just a little more, darling, just a little more."

your hips came to a slow but he grabbed your hips and bounced you along his thovving length. his moans got louder as he bucked his hips up into you, before pulling out and stroking himself to his release. you admired how his jaw went slack with his orgasm, his chest heaving in breaths as the stars in his vision slowly faded.

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theclementinediaries · 6 months

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The Seven Deadly Sins of the NXX Team

➵ PRIDE best describes Artem, for he takes great pride in everything he does, especially when it comes to work. He would go above and beyond, and would go to great lengths, to ensure that he is always on top of his game. His work is his pride, and his pride is his work, his entire sense of self-worth relies heavily on how well he manages to do his job right.

➵ He has a reputation of having a 99% win rate, so you could imagine how much his pride suffered when he lost in that 1% case. He felt like a failure, like everything that he has worked up to until that point, all of his achievements and success, meant nothing. And for someone, who puts so much value in his career, his success, whose pride mainly stems from his achievements and winning, that really put a dent on not just his pride, but his self worth in general.

➵ Who is he, if not a winner? Who is he, if not the best of the best? Who is he, if he can’t succeed? Would there be any point for his existence if he can’t succeeded, if he can’t become the greatest?

➵ Ultimately, Artem’s pride is his biggest motivator to do better, to be better, but it’s also what eats him up inside, it’s what pushes him over the edge, to the point that it’s hurting him.

➵ Green is the color of ENVY, and that perfectly describes Vyn to a T. Don't get him wrong though, he is not envious of someone having more money, fame, status, or materialistic items than him, far from it actually. Vyn's envy is rooted in seeing people, who have a more full filing happier life than him, especially if they are less fortunate than him.

➵ Of course, as a psychologist expert, he bares no ill well towards people who have it better than him, and on the contrary, he should be happy for those people given his profession. But yet no matter how much he tries not to, he can't help but feel envious of those people, like he resented them for having a life that he fought so hard to obtain, yet it came so natural to them.

➵ His jealousy and envy is one of the reasons why he's so meticulous with his words, never letting anyone ever get too close, for fear that he might uncover something, that he might not like.

➵ For someone who is so happy go-lucky, WRATH really does have a strong hold on Luke. But don't get it twisted, Luke is not angry at anyone at particular, more specifically so, his wrath is directed at himself.

➵ He is so angry at himself, for not being strong enough, for not being good enough, for not being smart enough, but most of all, his angry at himself for not being there for you when you needed him the most.

➵ The anger and wrath that he feels is mostly fueled due to his own shortcomings and inadequacies, and how he expresses that anger is by acting so recklessly, throwing himself into danger, sacrificing himself, again and again. He hopes that his self-sacrifice would compensate for all his failures and shortcomings, he hopes that him throwing his life away would make up the fact that he failed to protect you, failed to give you more time, failed...you.

➵ And most of all, he hopes that his self-sacrifice would help lessen the wrath inside his heart, but it never does, in fact, it only seems to ignite it further.

➵ Now this might sound predictable from the infamous playboy himself, but Marius, is driven by LUST. He likes to indulge in the pleasures of life, whether that be sexual or not, it doesn't really matter to him.

➵ For so long, Marius wanted nothing more than to be free, to live the life that he so desperately wants, and to have the freedom to make the choices that he wants. Those are his deepest desires that he lust for the most.

➵ But sadly, no matter how much Marius lusts over a life of freedom, no matter how many times he wished to indulge in a pleasurable life that not even money can buy, the universe doesn't always give us what we want.

➵ So all Marius has left is to fulfill other people's hopes and dreams, fulfilling other people desires and lust, in hopes that, that would be enough to fill the empty whole inside his heart.

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chrimsss · 7 months

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"Sorry"

❝Your murmur was quiet, almost unnoticeable if it weren't from the proximity between you two. You could tell your partner was confused, their arms pulling your closer as their hum for you to continue.

With a sigh, you hide your face in their shoulder, continuing your thoughts out loud. "Just... Sorry." You murmur once again, more tears gathering in the corner of your eyes.

Why were you feeling like this? It was so sudden, both of you just relaxing with each other, when the dreadful feeling engulfed your whole self, a cascade of tears falling down your face and your sobs quickly catching their attention, as they put their arms around you, in a warm hug.

Now, both of you laying down on your bed, their arms holding you close as their hand gently carresses your back and scalp, sending comforting shivers down your body.

"There is nothing to apologize." Was their only response, a small smile appearing on their face even if you couldn't see, their arms tighter around you.

"No matter how many times I have to do this," They start, giving your head a gentle kiss. "As long as in the end, I see your smile again." They finished confidently.

The sentiment behind their words was enough to make more tears fall down, this time, feeling relief, because you knew they were being honest.

It doesn't matter how many times you break, they will always help fix you slowly.❞

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❥ You can imagine any character you want.

❥This was another vent writing, things haven't been to good; It was really rushed and have a lot of grammatical mistakes, I apologize.

#honkai star rail x reader #genshin impact x reader #haikyuu x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #tears of themis x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #my writing #vent post

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actualbird · 20 days

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so ive talked about this with some of my tot friends but im starting to get....Fluffy Date Fatigue with post-anniv1 card stories, especially with luke, because his and mc's pre-relationship era was ENTRENCHED in conflict, in their opposing ideals and beliefs constantly butting heads, in luke's flaws and mc's worries causing friction in their relationship and it was from within that friction from whence a deeper bond was able to be forged, and it was incredible. but ever since they got into a relationship i feel.....bereft. the friction is gone. sure, it comes up sometimes but only rarely (off the top of my head, the ones that come to mind are SSR Dream of Benji and his 2nd anniv card SSR Orange Scent) (and this is not counting the AU cards because theyre AUs) but those are outliers. overall, their relationship has stabilized into a frictionless happy and smooth relationship. which is great! good for them! this is what i wish upon all irl relationships filled with love!

but it makes for a repetitive lineup of stories in fiction.

im not saying i want lukerosa to break up or whatever (thatd harm my heart) but...but i want that CONFLICT again. and i understand that their stabilized relationship is because of the character growth that luke underwent in his pre-anniv1 personal story arc, but even given all that, conflict can still happen in a happy relationship between two loving individuals. i feel as if ever since anniv1, we've lost the emotional stakes of their relationship. which is a damn shame, because the emotional stakes is what made me adore lukerosa in the first place. their relationship brings out everything compelling about both luke and mc's characters.

but nowadays it almost feels like tot is afraid of showing anything other than a happy perfect relationship with no relationship bumps or problems whatsoever, in card stories. which just is kinda a bummer because it does lukerosa a great disservice, imo. what made their relationship so strong is how much they had to go through to get there. and i wish that was followed through on, because maintaining a happy relationship still comes with their ups and downs, and those ups and downs would make for such wonderful stories. let them argue. let them go against each other. let their stubbornness butt heads, let their fears and worries run amok. let conflict happen again, because thats what makes the resolution so much sweeter

this is all just my own view of course tho. KJBLSKDLJFBD

#tears of themis #lukerosa #luke pearce #tot luke #xia yan #tot rosa #like....ive stopped writing analyses much these days because there simply isNT MUCH TO ANALYZE WHEN IT COMES TO CARDS #(main story is a whole other thing theres endless things to analyze there)

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entwined-fxte · 2 months

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just for a while.

a/n: surprise! it's a fic from 2 years ago!

content: when artem encounters an unwanted conversation, how do you save him?

artem wing × fem!reader (you/your).

no explicit warnings, but reader is wearing a dress.

fluff/comfort. 1.7k words.

"Mr. Wing, are you sure this dress is alright for tonight?" You took a moment to stare at how the dress hugged your torso, worried that it wouldn't live up to the expectations of the event. "I can't help but feel like it's too casual for black tie."

The senior attorney couldn't be more glad that you were distracted with twirling the loose hem of the skirt. It meant you wouldn't see how quickly Artem's ears turned red when you asked him for an opinion on how you looked. "You look perfect like that, Y/N."

The way you giggled at his response sent Artem's heart into orbit. He wasn't sure he was regretting the decision to invite you, or if he was relishing in delight at how he got to see you like this. The only word in Artem's mind was "breathtaking".

"While that certainly helps with my self confidence, it doesn't quite answer my original question." Meanwhile, you didn't think there was any more room for improvement when it came to Artem and his suits, but you were painfully (and wonderfully) mistaken. When Artem came to pick you up, you expected his usual striped suit and tie, but it was replaced with a sleek, black suit and a bowtie. His hair had a touch of gel to it, which kept it pushed back just a bit more than usual, but the subtle difference was enough to almost make you stumble when you first saw him. "Is this really formal enough?"

Some years ago, Stellis began hosting formal parties annually for the sake of making connections between the big names of the city. It was always a black tie event, and was also only by invitation. According to Celestine, Artem had also been invited to go both last year and the year before, but he had declined on the basis that he had no “plus one” to take. Artem was ready to decline a third year in a row, but Celestine decided to take matters into her own hands and force you to be Artem's “plus one” so that he would go this year. She had said it was for the sake of the firm, but the way Celestine smirked at Artem at the time gave very mixed feelings.

"Don't worry; the dress suits both you and the occasion." His eyes found yours within seconds, and even though you both clearly saw the red on each other's cheeks, the unanimous decision to ignore it was telepathically made. "We should get going," Artem said while clearing his throat, gesturing to the car he had driven over.

Awkwardly, you tore your gaze away from him before making your way over to the passenger side. "Right, let's head over," you said just a little too quickly for Artem to believe you weren't avoiding a conversation just now.

The car ride itself was short, but the silence felt like eternity, and it felt even longer when either one of you made the slightest noise. By the time you reached the venue, you were ready to open the door before it was even unlocked. But with the event just a few steps away, you were instantaneously reminded that you weren't the most confident in your attire.

When you stopped trailing behind Artem, he took notice immediately, turning to look at you with concern written across his face. "What's wrong?"

Your hands fiddled with the hem of your dress, barely meeting his eyes as you answered. "I just don't want to look out of place," you murmured before casting your gaze elsewhere again.

Artem blinked at you before moving to get in your line of sight. When he saw your eyes on him, he sent you a smile before gesturing to you to walk towards him. "Just stay with me, and you'll always look like you belong."

There were a lot of things Artem did that always caught you off guard; one being when he said things without thinking it through.

When Artem finally realized that what he said had more than one connotation, his cheeks flared up and he felt like he was on the verge of a mental disaster. "B-because, you're my work partner. So, of course you belong here." As quickly as he could, he averted his gaze to gather himself before shakily offering his arm to you. "Now then, shall we?"

His face was still red and his eyes were everywhere but on you, but you found that he had done the job of calming you down. Even if it was his own heartbeat that had started becoming erratic.

Gently, you slipped your arm into his, starting to fall in step with him as you walked into the venue.

A few heads turned your way when you came inside, and there were a few voices that had started to mention how Artem had declined the last two years' invites. Subconsciously, your hand held tighter on his arm as though you wanted to steal him away from the gossip. Unfortunately, your linked arms were separated far sooner than you would have liked, and both of you were eventually dragged to different sides of the hall in different conversations. At some point, you had noticed a woman who seemed to be a little closer to Artem's age approach him, and even though you continued to cycle through conversations, Artem was still talking to the same woman each time you shot a glance at him.

The next time you checked your watch, you realized that you had been shuffling through people for almost an hour, which also meant that Artem had been talking to the same woman for an hour. Even with no reason to be mad, you couldn't help but feel irked at how the woman seemed to close the distance between her and your senior.

You managed to ignore it for another 10 minutes, but the last of your patience was ripped from you when you saw the woman take a step forward and Artem immediately back away. As politely as you could, you excused yourself from your current conversation before beginning to weave through the room to get back to Artem.

The closer you got, the more the sound of strained laughter and polite agreements rang in your ears.

Artem had been dealing with this for what probably felt like ages to him, so it was your responsibility to get him out.

When you were close enough, you called his name as gently as you could, making sure to furrow your eyebrows to look concerned just to complete the look. "Artem? Are you okay?"

If you thought Artem's face was red when he heard you call him by name, then the colour his face turned when you took his hand in yours was a shade of red that only an art student could recreate.

While the senior attorney made an attempt to cover his face with the hand you weren't holding onto, the woman who he was talking to cleared her throat before looking you dead in the eye. "Sorry, and you are?"

"Y/N," you replied as casually as you could, determined to sound unfazed. "Sorry to interrupt, I just came to check on Artem." You weren't sure how badly he needed a rescue, but you figured that he was relieved when he adjusted his hand to slip his fingers between yours.

"Oh, yes, you're his work partner, right?" The woman's eyes flickered back and forth between Artem and your interlocked hands before brushing the situation off. "I didn't realize you had more than a work relationship," she said with a hint of exasperation, obviously wanting to pry.

In return, you laughed the tension away, taking a second to rub your thumb on the back of Artem's hand to bring the act home. "It's not something to really put out there, after all. We're happy being quiet about it."

"Oh, well, I wish you both good luck in the relationship," the woman replied hurriedly, giving you both a slight bow before slipping away to avoid further embarrassment.

Next to you, Artem released a sigh that sounded like he had been holding it for the entire hour. "Thank you," he whispered, taking a moment to relax himself.

To your surprise, Artem didn't drop your hand, but instead strengthened his grip when you were about to pull away. "Ah- Mr. Wing-" You stuttered on your words, but immediately became silenced when you found his blue eyes locked onto how your fingers were interlaced.

"Stay like this. Just for a while," Artem murmured. "Please."

His voice was broken, filled with a longing that he had always wanted to satisfy. Even if he couldn't hold you forever, he at least wanted to keep you close tonight.

"O-of course, Mr. Wing," you spluttered out, squeezing his hand in response before turning away to hide the heat that had crawled up your face.

For the rest of the night, the only time you left Artem's side was when you excused yourself to the ladies room. When you came back, Artem extended his hand to you again, refusing to continue the conversation he was taking part in until your fingers were laced with his. The both of you became a topic for strangers, since no one had imagined Artem was romantically involved with anyone, let alone his work partner. Despite the stares, you and Artem continued on with the event, the comfort from each other strong enough to drown out the rumours that were circling the gala. Occasionally, you whispered to Artem about what might happen for the two of you regarding the rumours after the night was over, but he always shook his head and said, “rumours about me never last long to begin with.”

The later it got, the more you found yourself pressing into his warmth, and even when you forced yourself to pull away from him, he brought you right back, his free hand reaching up to brush a strand of hair out of your face before leaning closer to you.

“If you’re getting tired, you can lean on me,” he urged softly, his gaze finding yours before moving to look at the time. “Or, if you’d like, we can leave a little early and I can bring you home.”

With a contented sigh, you shook your head, taking him up on his first offer. “I don’t mind staying here longer,” you smiled, moving closer to Artem as he stroked your thumb with his own, completely forgetting every worry you had before you came.

a/n: if you recognise this fic no u don't lol

reblogs are really appreciated (´ω｀) ♡

#tears of themis #artem wing #tears of themis x reader #artem wing x reader #artem x reader #otome #aris writes ❄️

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fakesimp · 4 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.

What in tarnation—

Where's the hello, hi, my name is— /j

You can't just drop this on me and flee— ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

Cough—

No because that would be so frustrating for them

The way regret filled their minds as they stood by your grave, reminiscing on the days where you're still by his side.

Reminiscing the days where he rejected your hangout invitations multiple times, it's only multiple though. The two of you often going out together, not a day goes without you spending your time together. Nothing's a miss.

Then why? Why did you leave first? Didn't you promise that the two of you will be together till each other's last breath?

You didn't even tell him you had such illness ! How long have you pretended to be okay? How come did he not notice it at all?

"I'm sorry for not realizing it so soon, Rest well love. I'll be by your side soon, wait for me."

Ahem anyways—

You can't just drop that and expect me to cry about it ( Almost did /lh )

#fakesimp replies #➴ fakesimp writing for you #fakesimp writing #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis headcanons #artem wing #vyn richter #marius von hagen #luke pearce

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fuyuu-chan · 4 months

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Unexpected Encounter Turned Into a Nice Vacation

Pairing: Vyn Richter x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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Going on a vacation out of town to go to the beach but also meeting Vyn there was unexpected but you are glad at the same time since you get to spend time with him.

Vyn accompanied you as you do to him. You both also stay in the same hotel. And spends your days together.

Like swimming in the pool and the beach, watching the sunrise and sunset. Touring around the place and the city, walking around the beach without slippers to feel the sand. Shopping together, like what you need at the moment and some souvenirs. Eating together and visiting famous shops around the area.

And he invited you to also go to the party boat and you agreed. And it was fun, since when you arrived there, there was a lot of people, you go outside and the breeze is cool which you very much like. You and Vyn drink outside as you watch the sky and the ocean while the music is blasting inside the party boat making it like a background for you two.

After this vacation, it makes you had more memories with Vyn and you wish to had more in the future. This encounter with Vyn also makes your vacation more fun and amazing than you have ever imagined.

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Please do not copy, translate, repost to any other social media, Thank you

#fuyuu chan writes #fanfic #tears of themis #tears of themis fanfic #tears of themis x you #tears of themis x reader #vyn richter #vyn richter x reader #vyn richter x you #tears of themis vyn richter #drabble #drabbles

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tahdashi · 2 years

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SUBTLE WAYS OF SHOWING HIS LOVE. . .

✦ ft: the tot boys x gn!reader

✦ a/n: what i think being in love w the boys would be like :(

✦ ARTEM often shows his love for you in subtle ways, whether it be by sending a sweet "good morning" text, or by praising you for your hard work. it's not that he doesn't like grand gestures — he'd rather save those for private nights in his apartment, hidden from the rest of the world. his favorite way to express how much he cares for you is to bring you homemade snacks and meals for long, draining workdays. and despite the never-ending stress he faces at work, he feels lucky to be able to see you every day. your positivity and gleaming smile bring him a sense of security and tranquility. artem tends to wander by your desk often, asking if you've eaten, if you've taken a break, if you want to have some coffee with him. and every time he leaves for his meetings, he places a water bottle and a single clementine on your desk with a little sticky note — "take care of yourself" scribbled on it. and some days, he prepares a large lunch for the both of you to share, wiping the crumbs off your cheek before placing a quick and soft kiss there.

✦ MARIUS always tries to put you first. he has everything: money, cars, fame. and sometimes, he takes them for granted, but he’ll never do the same to you. you’re always in the forefront of his mind. so when you ask him if you two can go on a date and see the stunning stellis skyline, he’s quick to respond with an “anything for you, baby.” he lives for moments like these, when your eyes are wide and filled with so much joy and excitement. he forgets about all his worries surrounding the company. and although he’s not one to dote, he always places his jacket on your shoulders. the simple action itself brings him pride — knowing that only he gets to keep you warm and safe. he's a loud lover, there's no doubt about it. he tells you he loves you every day, leaves a trail of kisses along your jaw with obnoxious kissy noises, and buys you extravagant presents, but he treasures the quiet type of love just a bit more.

✦ LUKE won't tell you, but his camera roll is full of candid pictures of you. he snaps pictures of you when you're sleeping, cheeks puffed out and drool making it's way down your chin, when you're busy washing dishes, when you're simply getting into the car with him. he looks back at them often, especially when he's feeling tired from a long and dreary day. and as he's seen every aspect of you, he never fails to compliment you. words of affirmation flood from his lips, complimenting your pretty eyes, that smile he's always waiting for, the sound of your laugh. he never lets you feel anything less than beautiful — his sweet words can be heard when you goes in to kiss you right behind your ear (you've learned that it's his favorite place to kiss because of the way you shiver in response). somehow, his compliments have made their way into his greetings, a low "lookin' cute" spills from his mouth the second he sees you walk into the room.

✦ VYN never goes a day without calling you during work so he can check up on you and ask about your day. he cares so, so much about your wellbeing. the low timbre of his "how've you been, love" makes your heart flutter, and even when he's busy checking up on patients or teaching, he'll shoot you a quick text so you know that you haven't been forgotten — an "i'll talk to you in a bit :)" text popping up on your screen. his favorite part of his day is coming home to you. he tells you about work as he changes into his comfy pajamas, pulling you into a hug as he strokes your hair and places a kiss to your forehead like clockwork. vyn's love is gentle, reassuring, and comfortable. every night is spent in the security of his arms. he falls asleep to the sound of your voice and a kiss to his soft lips.

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satoruxx · 11 months

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weakness.

cw: suggestive, implied 18+ content

he considers himself to be a strong person. no matter what hardships he endured in life, there were very few things that could shake his resolve. he believes this, he’s sure of it.

but he’s questioning his strength now. he’s questioning everything he believed about himself as he glances down at you, eyes taking in the sleepy pout on your face. it’s okay, he can figure this out, he tells himself as he reaches out to smooth down a few stubborn strands of your hair, mussed with sleep.

“i have to get up, sweetheart. you know that.”

you groan, reaching for his fingers and curling your palm around them. he can already feel his determination waver as you squirm a little, looking oh so inviting in the midst of his sheets. “you don’t have to.” you answer, a teasing lilt in your voice. “you can stay here with me for a little while longer.”

he bites back a groan, steeling himself as he tries to give you a disapproving frown. he doesn’t succeed. “if i lay back down, i’ll never get up. there’s work to do.”

he’s not sure if he’s trying to convince you or himself but before he can even decide, you sit up and press your lips to his. he immediately sinks into you, every thought flying out of his brain because what else could he possibly think of right now. you giggle breathlessly against his lips, eliciting a somewhat exasperated smile from your lover.

you tug on his hand, silently begging for him to please stay because you don’t know how you can manage to be away from him for the whole day. it doesn’t take much for his body to indulge you, immediately falling back to cover you with his broad frame, his lips pressing against yours eagerly. his soft groan echoes through the room as you effectively seduce him back into your embrace.

a soft beg of his name and he’s putty in your delicate hands, breathing heavily through his nose as he lets his arm wrap around your waist, teasing the exposed skin he finds.

“you’ll be the death of me.” he whispers into your mouth, though he sounds far too pleased for it to be a complaint.

you laugh almost proudly, cheeks flushed at his attention and eyes fluttering at the sensations his wandering fingers are causing. another breathless moan escapes you as you gently fist his hair. “you love me.”

his lips pull away for a second before they attach to the sensitive column of your neck, sucking purpled bruises into your heated skin. he finds himself a little frustrated that he physically cannot be closer to you. your voice echoes in his ears and his grip around you tightens imperceptibly. “yeah,” he all but whispers, like he’s telling your skin a secret. “yeah i really do.”

he forgoes words after that, too lost in your warmth and affection to care about any other responsibilities. because truthfully there wasn't a single thing you could ask for that he wouldn’t willingly give you.

he might be strong, but in front of you, he’s nothing but weak.

DILUC RAGNVINDR, jing yuan, gojo satoru, nanami kento, levi ackerman, childe, kaeya alberich, GETO SUGURU, toji fushiguro, kujo jotaro, kaveh, kuroo tetsuro, dan heng, kamisato ayato, artem wing, zhongli, takami keigo, cyno, alhaitham, iwaizumi hajime, gepard landau, bruno bucciarati, and any of your favs i missed!

a/n: sorry i was really going through it lmao...

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revasserium · 5 months

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write. it doesn't have to be good, it doesn't even have to be a story. write a sentence, a fragment, a phrase, a thought. write something. write anything. write.

and be proud of yourself that you did.

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #reminders to self #i've been so busy and exhausted this past week that i've been beating myself up over the fact that i haven't written or read anything #but... i've been living; i've been sitting with my exhaustion #trying to find words to describe it; i've been meeting new people and doing new things #i've been learning to apologize when i say something terrible to someone i love #and aren't these all things that aid in writing? in creation of any kind?#to feel the full spectrum of human emotion -- that's the most important thing for a writer #to feel things so you can take those feelings and experiences and put them in your writing #and in that vein im writing lil headcanon things for zoro and sanji #and also for tears of themis babes LOL #🌧 raindrops

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crimsonbubble · 2 years

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cw. nsfw, gn!reader, breeding kink, implied creampie and overstimulation *not proofread, just pure horny

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their hands pushing down against your back, forcing your chest down to the bed. the constant sound of skin on skill fill the room, along with wet squelching and your lewd moans. you've had god knows how many orgasms, yet with each punishing thrust, you're shot closer to your inevitable release.

♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡ — ♡

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ad-hawkeye · 4 months

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it's been a few years. i think i can confidently say this is my favorite art from any otome, possibly ever

the subtle intimacy of it all...

#tears of themis #artem wing #addy rambles #i could write an essay on this one.#this moment is better than all of the fan service combined. the restrained affection. the everythign. is this mic on

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chrimsss · 7 months

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❝The water hitting you head, forcefully and constant, brought a somewhat peaceful sentiment. The shower's glass divider slowly fogging up with the exchange from hot to cold water, hiding your nude, curled self, sitting on the ground.

You held your thighs close to yourself, trying your hardest to muffle every sound that escaped your mouth as your tears turn one with the water dripping all over you body.

Trembling, almost too weak and fragile, you didn't know why you were like this, why were you crying? Why were you feeling so useless? Nothing wrong happened, so Why?

You let out a single sob, before quickly covering your mouth, letting more and more sobs and whimpers escape. Finally, uncurling yourself, you let yourself fall against the wall, more and more tears escaping, at the point of your head feeling hot and in pain.

In your cries, you didn't hear the bathroom door nor the shower's glass door opening. A sudden presence alongside you, scared you, making you quickly turn around before seeing Him.

His face showed nothing short of worry towards you, something that made more tears fall down. Not caring for how the shower was slowly drenching his clothes, he sat besides you, his arms carefully wrapping around you, making you feel even more small, but at the same time... Comfortable.

You didn't return his hug, you couldn't, but he didn't seem to care, only holding you closer with small caresses on your back. His wet clothes brought a weird sensaiton on you but it still made you feel at home.

It doesn't matter what were you feeling, why were you feeling those emotions. He would always be there, holding you in silence, no matter how many times this would happen.❞

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❥ You can imagine any character you want.

❥This was a vent writing; It was rushed and might have a lot of grammatical mistakes, I apologize.

#honkai star rail x reader #genshin impact x reader #haikyuu x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #tears of themis x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #my writing #vent post

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