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two venn diagrams.

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Wowwww isn't it nice to see that 66 hours 🤩

And it's a Vyn-centered chapter!

I actually have suspected it at the end of Eve of Departure, but still actually seeing green-ish trailer video makes me reaallllly looking forward to this chapter!!!!

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Just how much I cursed during this level

the labyrinth challenge room 3-5 was evil for starting like this

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These levels will be the death of me

I never thought tiny exclamation points would traumatize me, but here I am...

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I finally got Blizzardous Threads of Red invite screen!

One thing I can't help but to notice is how Rosa's thighs don't touch lol.

It's not that much of my insecurity but it does remind me that I'm more on the thiccer side.

Maybe because ToT is that good in making us relate to Rosa, we try to see how much of ourselves is reflected in her?

Well, all bodies are beautiful and the most important thing is that we are healthy✨

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Sorry Marius to catch you like this hehehehe

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locked out of heaven | tears of themis artem x reader

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

read luke's (more pairings soon!)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His phone vibrated. (Y/n).

"Hello?"

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

"I...I am home."

"What?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You're very welcome."

A simple contentment, but so precious to be experienced.

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

a/n

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

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

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

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

Don't forget to drink your water!

much love, reona

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locked out of heaven | tears of themis luke x reader

pairing: luke x f! reader (reader is rosa and is living together with luke) read artem's (more pairings soon!)

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

He could just pick the lock. But dialing her number was much easier to do by his already burned-out mind, even if it's already been done 20+ times by now and always ended up as a missed call.

Maybe he should just spend the night here. You see, it's not like he's out on the street; he's just stranded inside the antique shop. Not bad for someone locked out of his own home, right?

He took a seat at his workstation sluggishly.

Luke remembered the day around two weeks ago when he gave (y/n) the keys to the antique shop and the apartment. Maybe he was that nervous facing the fact that his girlfriend has officially moved in with him until he didn't realize that the antique shop key he gave her was a duplicate, while the apartment key was the only one he had.

Luke chuckles at the thought. Certain that it's his (y/n) who locked him out made he eased up a little. At least she was home, not working overtime on a case or some NXX investigation. The thought of her already sleeping soundly was just calming for him. And most importantly, she is safe. After all those years of only wondering what she was up to, being able to actually know that she is okay was bliss for Luke.

And to see this locked-out moment on the brighter side, this was how things could be when you have someone else in your household, fun little accidents. Well, maybe not really fun since he's physically exhausted and mentally drained, so just 'little accidents' it is. And considering that only the universe knows when (y/n) would wake up and open the door plus how his state of mind will perceive one minute of waiting as a lifetime of longing, this kind of accident wasn't small. It's just...accident.

Luke shifted his seat on his chair. "Has this chair been this rock-hard?", Luke gave it a pat. "Be kind to my back, just this night."

But it was his apartment door who was kind. Although the kindness came in form of a sudden swing that wasn't very kind to itself.

"Luke?"

Luke jolted from his seat. His sight caught (y/n)'s distressed one, quickly turning into a relieved one followed by an apologetic rambling.

"Luke, are you okay? Were you locked out? You didn't have the keys with you, did you? I am so so so sorry, I was having a long day at the law firm! Oh my god, you must have a long day too, right? And here I am locking you out! How long have you been waiting? Were you sleeping on the chair? It must not be very comfortable! I am so sorry, Luke!"

The combination of relief upon seeing the apartment door open and how cute (y/n)'s puffy face gave him the power to move and put a smile on his face. "It's okay, (y/n). I waited quite some time, but you don't need to worry. I'm sorry for waking you up too."

"No, no!" (y/n) pouted, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "I should have waited for you, or just locked the shop's door instead of the apartment's," the sight of Luke's tired face further hit (y/n) face with regret. "I'm so sorry Luke! Let's get inside, shall we?"

Maybe because she was still dazed from her sleep, (y/n) hugged Luke's torso comfortably, dragging him into the apartment. To frankly say, they were still awkward with clearly affectionate physical touches like this, but now it seemed like only Luke is stiff as a board at the scene. All his fatigue was replaced by heartbeats thumping to his ear and red creeping to his cheeks.

(y/n) on the other hand, was clinging to Luke, ridden with guilt. She knows how tired Luke would be considering his job, but she had the audacity to fall asleep without making sure when Luke was going to come home. Especially when she realized she was the one with the key, oh wasn't that just dumb?

(y/n) tightened her hug. As she slowly woke up, she realized that this is the first time they were being this close. She should be nervous, shouldn't she? Oh well, that can be ignored; this is one form of apology she could give for now.

"Wanna have lunch together after you have a rest? I'll come home during lunch hours. Consider it my apology."

"Sure." Luke ruffled her hair, returning her gesture. "Let's just sleep for now, shall we?"

"Only after you clean up first. The sheet's only a week old. A quick one will do."

"Care to join?"

Pretty sure both of them are fully awake by what he just said.

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Hello! Thank you for reading this fic! This is my first time writing after a loooonggg time of only writing for academic purposes. And because of that, I don't really bother to do any proofreading as I am very excited to publish this so pardon the typos and grammatical errors!

I also want to mention some things relating to the fic:

Here the reader is Rosa but I still use (y/n) as Rosa is only her nickname. Of course Luke will call her by her real name right?

I feel like the characters might be OOC but couldn't exactly pinpoint in which part. Kindly help me out with that if you felt like that too!

As written above, other pairings are coming soon. Luke seemed to be easier to make the scenario for, so he's my warm-up!

Thank you for reading this fic. I apologize if this isn't good enough, but I hope you still like this and it would be great if you're willing to give some constructive criticism!

Have a nice day, don't forget to drink your water!

much love, reona