#tears of themis fanfiction

[yaesnovels]

my toxic trait is walking past corporate buildings and thinking how much of a good fuck i would get from marius or artem 😁 NAH BUT LIKE oh my fucking god imagine all the windows are all fogged up and you’re pressed up against it all out of breathe AND THEN JUST WAIT either celestine or vincent walksup to the door and goes “there’s a client here for you” and they continue railing the fuck out of you and they breathlessly go “i’ll be ready in a bit, just finishing something” PHEW like wow

cw; mentions of semi-public sexual encounters

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okay i don‘t know about artem in this case (simply because i see my second husband as a more sweet and romantic type, who’s just the more traditional lover-ish thing) but

i always felt like marius is a kinky bastard (affectionately) so he would simply fuck you against a window because he wants to experiment on what the limits are that he can push before getting caught.

then again, he is his own boss, so who gives a shit anyway? vincent would probably be so used to this that he would understand not what, but who marius is „finishing up“ (lol) and would ask the client for some patience and marius would come see them in a few minutes.

poor vincent, already having seen marius fuck you so good on the table, against the window, you riding him on his chair, on the couch in the big office, everything. now he‘s just used to the fact that whenever you come visit marius at work to „bring him some lunch“, he knew not to interrupt you two or he would probably have to actually resort to bleach his eyes (/hj)

oh and also, imagine he has you pinned against the window and he just draws a tiny heart on the fogging that appeared with your heavy breathing against the glass — just to make you giggle and play around.

as for artem, since i feel like he is more the traditional lover, he would at least wait until he thinks everyone is out of the office before he goes ahead and gets down to his favorite type of business (like for lunch or for closing times)

imagine he thinks everyone went out for lunch, having heard them talk about how theyre going to try out this new place around the corner and even celestine saying she‘ll stop by there; so artem just kisses you, acting totally out of character for him as he was absolutely needy for you.

little did he know that celestine actually had one of the important clients come in randomly, leading them to artem because he is the best (and in that moment, the only other lawyer at the firm as everyone else went for lunch break).

he halts his movements, before he just keeps on going, holding his hand against your mouth to muffle your noises before he says he‘ll be out in the meeting room in a few moments, that he has something to finish up real quick.

little did celestine know that he was not talking about paperwork.

i just wrote this on my phone without really thinking about it, just what came to my mind lol; this is just word vomit.

my hand hurts now from typing so much at once send help.

anyways, i‘m headin off to sleep, gn people <3

[imongmamabitch]

Mornings (Artem Wing x Male Reader)

notes... part two of the diluc fic should be soon, sorry!

contains... male reader, mornings with artem wing, cooking breakfast

Waking up to Artem’s sleepy face in the morning is something you love to see. The sun was shining through the curtains, making him glow like he was a drop of sun himself. Which to you, he was. You move a stray lock of hair away from his face and smile. ‘He looks so peaceful.’ you thought to yourself, admiring your beloved partner.

Dark spots under his eyes indicate the late nights he’d been working. You wished he would stop overworking himself so much. While you were deep in thought, you didn’t notice that Artem had already woken up. “Good morning.” He said in a groggy voice, burying himself into your neck. “Good morning to you too.” you greet back, “How did you sleep?”

“Well.” he responded, burying himself further into your neck. “I was thinking I would make breakfast today.” you tell him as you were  playing with his hair, “It’s the least I could do for you.” He smiles against your neck, “A breakfast made by my boyfriend sounds great.”

“You have to let your boyfriend go for him to make you breakfast though.” you smiled cheekily, attempting to pull away from your boyfriend. He just groaned and pulled you back to him, “Noooo.” You laugh, “Darling, I can’t make you breakfast from here.” He pulls you closer, “Five more minutes.”

It took you an hour to be free from him to cook breakfast.

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[amora-ledezma]

i can feel his stress through the screen, Vincent must be lacking blood with how many all-nighters he pulls alongside dealing with Marius

what’s wrong with secretary kim: ch 4

Fandom: Tears of Themis Characters: Vincent Kim, Marius von Hagen (not shipped)

Summary: Five times Vincent Kim put up with his boss’ antics, and one time he didn’t.

ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 3 | ch 4

You can read this on AO3! See the replies to this post for the AO3 link.

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He Hates Working Overtime… But Not Always

Organising Marius’ calendar might just be the most tedious and difficult aspect of Vincent’s job. 

It took a full day, but he’s finally done adding the latest flood of appointments to the master schedule. It’s completely packed for up to the next six months, and Vincent even took pains to plan the schedule down to the minute. Naturally, he also factored in buffer time in between his appointments, and left room for any last-minute cancellations or last-minute appointments. 

Vincent can only wonder how Marius is able to handle this much responsibility at his age. Being the CEO of Pax Group is certainly no walk in the park. 

That is, until he’s struck by an act of God and is reminded that Marius isn’t always the most responsible CEO around. 

Exhibit A is happening right at this moment. 

“Vincent, cancel all my meetings for today,” Marius tells him over the phone, which has Vincent doing a double-take.

“What?”

“Cancel all my meetings for today.”

“…Sorry, I must have misheard. Would you mind saying that again?” 

“Vincent, I know you heard me that time.”

“I did, but— wait— you mean, everything? You’re cancelling everything?”

Marius has the audacity to sigh. “Yes. Everything.”

“But— But why? You have a conference call with the vice-president of Boogle in fifteen minutes, a lunch with the directors of Tinysoft, a meeting with the board of directors after lunch and then a meeting with the mayor of Stellis at 4pm. You’re telling me to cancel on all of these people?”

“Yes. Just reschedule with them. Actually—I can do the conference call while driving, so leave that.” 

Just reschedule, the man says, as if the deed can be done with nothing more than a snap of the finger.

“I will call them immediately,” Vincent tells him, “but may I ask the reason for this sudden cancellation? They will need a good explanation.”

“I just can’t, okay? I’m busy.”

“And what are you so busy with that you have to cancel on people who booked appointments with you more than a month in advance?”

“Well…” 

Vincent has heard that sheepish tone before, and knows it can only mean one thing. Taking in a deep breath, he braces himself for an incredibly stupid reason for Marius’ sudden outburst this terrible morning. 

“She’s having her, err, monthly… lady problems.”

Vincent’s tone instantly falls flat — this isn’t the first time Marius has employed this excuse. “Can’t someone else take care of her? Shouldn’t she know how to manage by now given how… often she deals with this?” he suggests, while nervously eyeing the time on his watch and the master schedule currently displayed on his computer.

“Her cramps are so bad that she can’t leave the house to get pills to ease the pain. She can’t even get water for herself because she can’t walk. I’m her boyfriend. The least I can do is take care of her when she needs me, especially when she’s living alone.”

“The company needs you too—”

“I know, but this is an emergency. Please, Vincent. Reschedule the other appointments for me?” 

It’s not like Vincent can decline. So, like the faithful secretary he is, he simply replies politely as always. 

“I will. Leave it to me.”

“Thanks, Vincent. I appreciate it. Truly.” 

The line cuts, and Vincent sinks into his chair, looking like the world is about to end. 

But, there is no time for him to sit around and be depressed. Vincent quickly gets his act together and starts frantically searching for the numbers of the people he needs to call. 

***

After many rounds of apologising profusely and getting an earful (or basically getting yelled at) over the phone, the deed is finally done. Vincent returns his gaze to the calendar that he had planned so perfectly, and which is now going to take him a whole night to reorganise. 

He feels a sudden urge to throw a chair at his computer, but instead, he wisely chooses to get up and take a walk. Maybe some air will cool him off. That, and a bottle of hard liquor. 

But his evening plans are foiled when he receives a call on his work phone. As expected, it’s from his boss. 

Vincent ponders whether or not to pick up for two rings, but on the third ring he relents and reluctantly answers. Curse him and his strong sense of responsibility. 

“Is there anything else you need, young master?” he asks, sounding pleasant and professional as always. Sometimes he thinks he has a talent for this — perhaps a career switch to acting might be in order.

“Hey Vincent, sorry to call you at this time. Would you mind swinging by the convenience store and picking up some pads to deliver to her place?” 

The secretary’s composed tone falters slightly. “Sure… Is there a picture of the brand that she usually buys? How many does she need?”

There’s a pause and some muffled voices in the background before Marius speaks again. “I’ll send you a picture of it. Maybe get two packs?” 

“Will do. Is there anything else you would like me to bring?” 

“Hmm… how about some condoms?” 

He wonders if the condoms are so Marius can continue to fuck up his life even more. At this point, he’s partially resigned to his fate. “S-Sure…”

“I’m just kidding.” The young man bursts into laughter and Vincent is too relieved to get mad at him. “Just the pads will do. Thanks, Vincent.” 

“You’re very welcome. I will be there by 9. Is there anything else you need, young master?”

“Nope, thanks a lot Vincent. Appreciate your help today.”

He hangs up then, and Vincent stares at his phone for a second before exhaling like a deflated balloon. Well, the only thing he can’t complain about is the fact that at least Marius shows his appreciation and thanks him for the shit he puts him through. 

Still, it doesn’t change the fact that Vincent has his work cut out for him tonight. 

Just as despair begins to sink in, a brilliant idea pops into his head, and his imminent gloom begins to wash away. 

As faithful as he may be, this secretary isn’t about to take this much shit lying down without making sure he returns the favour. 

***

“Good evening, young master. I brought the items like you requested.” 

“Thanks Vincent. Woah, that’s a pretty big box you got there.”

“Of course, I wanted to make sure there was enough.” 

Marius blinks twice at him, seeming to notice the slightly sinister undertone in his secretary’s voice. Eventually, he finds the sense to respond. “Ah, I see. Thanks.” 

“Would you like to check to make sure that I got it all? If there’s a need for anything else I can go and pick these up right away.” 

“Sure.” Marius proceeds to open the box, and it takes a few seconds before his eyes widen in alarm.

His head snaps up. “Vincent, you–” 

“I got a whole box of pads and extra condoms at your request, young master,” Vincent says, making sure his voice is loud enough so the young man’s girlfriend can hear from where she is in the living room. “I hope you are satisfied with this, but if it’s not enough, please let me know.”

“Hey, I didn’t—”

“Oh? It’s not enough? I will fetch another two boxes right away, young master.” 

Vincent’s smile only grows at the panic that is visibly increasing in Marius’ face. His face is so red that it looks like it might explode at any minute, especially the moment a sharp call of his name sounds from inside the apartment. 

“I thought I said it was just a joke,” Marius hisses, glancing behind his shoulder at the sound of approaching footsteps. 

“I thought you were joking about it being a joke, so I bought these just in case,” Vincent continues smoothly. “You know how thorough I am.” 

Before Marius can get another word out, a voice comes from right behind him. “Marius, we need to talk.” The cold tone makes even Vincent shiver a little. Marius looks visibly frightened now, much like a lamb about to go in for the slaughter. 

“If that’s all, I will go now. I will need some time to rearrange your master schedule after today’s cancellations.”

A look of realisation crosses Marius’ face, but Vincent turns on his heel just as the young man’s lips parts in what seems to be protest. Or maybe it’s to apologise. 

Whatever it is, none of it matters anymore; it’s too late now.

“Ow ow! Wait, it’s not what it sounds like, let me explain— Ow, my ear! Jie jie, wait!”

The vindicated secretary heads down the stairs of the apartment building with lighter steps, with the sound of his boss’ cries trailing in his wake. All the while, his smile doesn’t leave his face. 

For the first time, working overtime isn’t so dreadful.

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A/N: I’m going to try my hardest to finish this while I have some freedom for the rest of this week (i am finally on leave lol vincent is truly my spirit animal)

[actualbird]

luke pearce is a man, but more importantly, he is a dog. he's many kinds of dogs, actually. a golden retriever full of sunshine; an energetic sheep dog that needs to be actively doing something useful and beneficial at all times; a stray mutt aimless without someone to follow home; a german shepherd loyal to a fault and entrenched in devotion, or maybe the better word is service; an escaped cage fighting dog with scars embedded so deep into his flesh that they feel just as much a part of him as his own bones; a trained dog, trained so well that he'll never tug on his leash of servitude no matter how much the unyielding collar bites into his skin; a house dog that's made of love and only knows how to love and he'll run away one day, and this too is because of how much he loves you; a set of jagged teeth snarling around kindness, canines and molars grinding hard against morsels of care, unable to swallow past the blood in his mouth. sorry what was this post about, i blakced out. where am i.

[nxx-hq]

the new vyn MR card (cn spoilers scroll away if you don't wanna know) is making me want to see?write?just imagine? a fun little sleeping beauty AU with vynrosa.

Vyn growing up already knowing about the curse that was placed on him.

His family didn't send him away but runs away himself. He's tired of the suffocation of the palace and people mourning him while he's still there. If he's going to fall asleep forever he might as well enjoy a peaceful life.

Perhaps he gets a little cottage on the outskirts of a village, surrounded by greenery and flowers, of which he uses to make medicines he sells to the village. Working as an apothecary allows him to do some good for the people while he can.

He totally didn't expect falling in love with Rosa, a young woman who has been secretly training to become a knight and therefore is very grateful that someone is selling medicines and healing tonics at a price she can afford.

The two become close but Vyn is hesitant to let anything develop into a relationship when he knows his fate and doesn't want to rush Rosa's growing affection just for his sake.

As his birthday approaches he slowly stops selling his wares and closes up shop, spending his last few days out in the flowering fields. He spends time with Rosa and gently tells her he will be going away for a while.

He tells her he believes she can accomplish her dream and that he only wishes he wouldn't have to miss it.

As Rosa is realizing this isn't just a "see you later" but a "goodbye", he allows himself one last selfishness by placing a kiss on her forehead.

He doesn't want her to forget him, but he keeps that thought to himself as to not burden her.

When Rosa returns home she is still reeling from everything but she knows he loves him too and regrets not being able to give him a satisfactory reply.

The village seems to be more active and crowding as she rushes to Vyn's cottage the next day, hoping he hasn't left already.

She realizes as she approaches that the land seems to have changed overnight.

The path to his place has now stretched miles and miles, thick and black thorns slowly accumulating towards a new tower in the distance, thick storm clouds looming above.

In the flash of lightning, she swears she sees the silhouette of a dragon.

Skipping ahead a little here, the village seems to continue back to normal when there seems to be no threat to them, but Rosa is determined to make her way back to Vyn.

And who better to help her prepare than three fairies: Artem, Luke and Marius? :)

(whether they are actually fairies or just taking that supportive role i've yet to decide)

With their help she makes her way through the brambles, all the way to the tower and is able to defeat the evil dragon.

Rosa finally arrives inside to find Vyn sleeping in a bed nearly overtaken with the thorns.

Though she can see him breathing, the magic floating around him clues her into the curse. And she has no clue how to break it.

She kneels down at his bedside, ignoring the pain as she claws the vines away from him, and apologizes for not coming sooner.

She confesses her feelings, gifting him a kiss on the forehead before slumping down to cry.

But then she feels a gentle hand brush through her hair and looks up to find a just-woken-up Vyn.

The curse is broken, the thorns and tower disappears only leaving flowers in their wake, and they live happily ever after <3

[nagisadelune]

A Letter From Me to You (Multifandom)

(Of course, unedited)

Hi! I wanted to just write something with my bit of inspiration. This one can be for any couple you want it to be for!

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To you:

You probably don't remember me. You spent the last couple years of college not talking to me because I left. But I wanted to tell you that I don't like you.

I spent the years that we weren't together acting like we were strangers. Or at least tried to whenever we would see each other around campus. You treated me like that anyways: a nobody, a stranger.

I spent the years that we weren't together resenting the fact that we weren't even friends. You acted like we never interacted at all despite the amount of jokes that you cracked to make me laugh when we were spending time together.

I don't like you anymore. I can't like someone who treated me like a stranger despite how close we were for those couple years we practiced together, who's willing to call me a stranger in a mere instant. I also can't like someone that I seemingly don't know.

And yet when we do look at each over, I'm reminded of what we had, the friendship we had for those couple years. You can't even look at me in the eye when we do pass by each other. You don't even want to say hi to me.

I've accepted that this happened; there's no point in hanging onto the memories of someone who doesn't appreciate you. Yet I still look over at you and hope that you recognize me and take that first step. I look over at you, hoping that maybe it's all in my head and that we are still close.

But who am I kidding? How could someone like you enjoy hanging out with me? How could someone as poised and confident as you possibly like someone as dramatic and loud as me? Is it even possible that you liked me at some point, even platonically?

It's doesn't matter though. I'm still mad at you. But maybe... I do still like you.

Sincerely,

Me

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Well I hope you enjoyed it! This was something that I just thought of randomly, and I hope that it might inspire someone else.

Thanks for reading!

[xlmibby]

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Sorry about the multiple replies, had to at least try to answer them.

No no, it’s totally cool!! I’m just happy to be genuinely educated, and I don’t mind any of the replies and whatnot!!

Plus it brings up an interesting discussion, because of everything that’s happening right now- that like with all the shit that’s going on with Hoyoverse it’s hard to look up a lot of hyv games on like Twitter and not immediately see “hey this game has shit ass rep” maybe that’s just because of the side of Twitter I’m on, but yk. From what I’ve noticed, I could be wrong- but the main goal is to flood hyv’s servers, don’t spend any money, and fry their pockets out, now maybe we’re supposed to stop talking about the game as well at least in a positive light, I am not sure- but either way because of what you said I’m gonna stop making any kind of positive content for hyv games, because while I enjoy them, and and love the characters- I don’t wanna support hyv in the slightest.

[moonstruck-writing]

Shared Breaths on Damp Pillows [Luke Pearce x Rosa]

Title: shared breaths on damp pillows Pairing: Luke Pearce x Rosa | Tears of Themis C/Ws: Mutual pining, sharing a bed (but tame), angst and feels (bc it's those two), reminiscing of the past, based on events from the 1st or 2nd year of the game, so they aren’t a couple yet, wounded Luke. Summary: Rosa and Luke are back at his house, and the wound on his arm shouldn’t be a problem—or so he says—but she decides to stay the night and take care of him while he sleeps. Or at least, that was her intention. Word count: 1.6k A/N: I wrote this like 2 years ago and it has been sitting in my drafts since then so that’s some context. is2g at some point in the main story (I think, maybe it was a card or whatever) Luke got a wound in his arm. This was based on that.

Rosa hadn’t intended to fall asleep so fast. She had to take care of Luke and stay on guard in case he developed a fever or had any other symptoms that meant a visit to the hospital was urgent. But even when his proximity started affecting her with something more than worry, the exhaustion was stronger than her nerves and resolve.

Luke had wanted to treat it as a mission. He had been trained to be able to sleep next to anyone – although he had to control himself to not fall into a deep sleep – and he knew that he would never be safer next to anyone but Rosa. So, he had simply turned around, telling himself he was only doing that to keep his injured arm from being in contact with the mattress.

He could still feel Rosa behind him as he focused on slowing his breathing to fall asleep. However, while his muscles started to relax and the tension of the day fell from his body, a memory resurged fresh in his heart. At first, he had thought it was a déjà vu, his mind playing tricks on him. But he could feel that memory in his bones. The sensation of having Rosa sleeping next to him was imprinted so deep inside him, that even if more than a decade had passed, the feeling remained unchangeable.

In all that time, every single cell of his body had changed. They say it only takes months for some cells to die and be reborn, for others, years. After a decade, there wasn’t a single cell in his body that had lived in his childhood. He was an adult now. He wasn’t the child or the teenager who had spent most of his time with Rosa. And yet…

He knew he couldn’t keep the doors of his heart closed forever. He knew the secret he kept inside got bigger and stronger every time he saw her, talked to her, touched her, breathed her. And now, the secret was raging inside of him.

Luke squeezed his eyes shut, trying to contain the feelings he didn’t want to experience. Or rather, the feelings he thought he couldn’t experience because he wasn’t worthy of experiencing. But those feelings didn’t relent. They pushed against his heart until all he could do to distract himself was to turn around in bed, laying face up.

He felt Rosa stir in her sleep – his movement had probably reached her through the mattress. Luckily, she didn’t show any signs of having woken up. Luke breathed out slowly and allowed himself to turn his face towards her. She was facing him, half of her face buried in the pillow. Some strands of hair were covering her features, and Luke felt the urge to brush them away for her.

A gentle smile graced his lips before he could realise it. She wasn’t the Rosa that lived in his memories anymore. For one, her hair was longer. He wondered when she decided to let it grow past her jaw down to her shoulders. Had it been right after he left? Had it been during her years at university? And why? He couldn’t deny that she looked beautiful with that style, and it made some darker feelings arise on the outer walls of his heart.

Had it been because of someone else? Had she been complimented by the person she liked, and decided to keep that length and never go back to having shorter hair? Luke wanted to punch himself. If she had had someone she liked or dated while he wasn’t around, that wasn’t any of his business. He had also done things he knew he would never tell her, and even if most of them had been during missions…

They had a past that they shared, and one that they didn’t. Those 8 years hung heavy in the air, and he could feel them filling the short space that separated them, lying together under the covers. The broken promises, the secrets… they were barbed wire that coiled around the edges of their bodies, preventing them from getting too close.

But Luke was ready for those wounds.

He had told himself before that it was better to keep his distance, that he didn’t want to hurt her, but now he was ready to receive the damage for the both of them. He knew that it was impossible and selfish, but the lies he used to tell himself weren’t as effective anymore.

Not when she had welcomed him back into her life. Not when it seemed that he had never left. But he had, and things had changed even if he trod carefully around Rosa like everything was the same. Except, he never had to tread carefully around her before. He never had to be careful to not show her too much of himself before. He wanted to go back to that time, but it was impossible. The only way was forward.

He had forgotten he didn’t set the pace. Time marched on incessantly, destroying every single hope his desperate heart tried to fuel.

A surge of pain cut through him, leaving Luke breathless. It wasn’t the fresh wound on his arm, but an old one aimed at his entire body. Panting, he moved slowly to get off the bed. He knew he had a cover now if Rosa woke up, he could explain his state with a convenient lie, but he didn’t want to worry her, much less keep lying. He scrambled for the pill box, quickly opening his night stand drawer, and popping the needed amount into his mouth. The water bottle Rosa had left for him still felt cool to the touch, and he pressed it to his face after he had swallowed the medicine.

It would still take some time before the pain subsided, but knowing he was “safe” helped his breathing slow down from that panicked panting to a regular inhale and exhale. Still, he didn’t dare go back to bed just yet.

He sat down with his back to the side of the bed, leaning against it. Now that his body was in the process of calming down, he needed his mind and heart to follow. Instinctively, he turned his head to look at the key lying on the night stand. Sometimes it felt like it wasn’t the key to his precious box of memories, but the key to his heart. He knew who it belonged to, but he didn’t dare give it back to her yet.

He took the key between his fingers, caressing every ridge and indentation. He put it back on, and feeling the weight around his neck made him let out a sigh of relief.

“Luke?” Rosa’s voice sounded worried even through the sleepiness. “What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”

He turned around and saw she had woken up and was now approaching him, sliding through his side of the bed.

“Don’t worry, I’m okay.” I’m not in pain anymore, he had wanted to say. But seeing her worried eyes didn’t exactly calm him.

“Then what are you doing there? Come back to bed, you need to sleep.” She touched his shoulder, prompting him to return to bed, to her side. “Or did I wake you up? Is it difficult sleeping with me? I’m sorry if I was taking too much space…”

Luke didn’t reply, he simply kept on looking at the changes in her features, from worry, to fear, to embarrassment. There were still times like that when he felt he could read her like an open book, and he wanted to treasure the moment.

It is difficult sleeping next to you, he wanted to say. You don’t even realise how nervous you make me feel, but I am so glad you can let down your defences around me, and I’ll never say anything to make that change. But I want you to take even more space, and I want to take more space in your life too. But I can’t. I shouldn’t.

“There’s plenty of space for the two of us.” He settled for those words, and with that fraction of his heart, he finally stood up from the floor. Rosa went back to her side of the bed, letting him have enough space to lie next to her.

“I know I shouldn’t be saying this because you’re injured, and I should be taking proper care of you, but… Sleeping next to you is soothing, Luke.” They both were lying face up, only their faces turned to each other, like two sunflowers searching for the light of their lives.

Luke reached for her hand under the covers and intertwined their fingers as if saying I am here now. The touch was familiar, and it reminded her of lazing around during the summer holidays until they both fell asleep at nap time. There was a time when falling asleep next to Luke had been as natural as sleeping with a teddy bear. The innocence and peace of childhood soaked her bones, making her heart swell.

“Goodnight, my dear Rosa.”

The affection in his words brought tears to her eyes, and she closed her eyes, ready to hide how much of her childhood memories, of her heart and soul, belonged to him. He made her life better, and the comfortable weight of his hand against hers whispered it’s okay now. Luke had come back, and he was never going to leave again. Like a mantra she used whenever she needed comfort, the words echoed in her mind again and again.

Clinging to each other’s touch, they walked towards Morpheus' arms. Luke hung onto the last remains of consciousness, making a silent promise to Rosa. He would fight with everything he got to stay by her side until the end.

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i am currently working as an intern in an unpaid internship where i only get a small amount of money to cover basic living expenses such as groceries, etc. and unfortunately, turkiye (where i am currently staying at) had been hit by a massive hyperinflatation, making basic living expenses very expensive.

with this, i want to open emergency commissions for genshin and tears of themis fanfiction, as well as original characters works, selfship works specilized for you alone, and similar stuff.

if you have a bit to spare, i would really appreciate the support. i am not the type to beg for money but i am really in a tough spot right now and i hate to be doing this right now.

as for the pricings, dm me or send me an ask and we can work something out that works for us :)

if you're unable to help out in this way, please share this post by reblogging, telling people you know who you think are able to help, anything. i appreciate all the help.

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[vynssweater]

An Evening Dance

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“ 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨���� . . “

♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

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┆ ┆ ┆ ┆⋆

┆ ┆ ┆જ ✾

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

┆彡

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It had been a long week of nonstop work. You were busy at the law firm with cases, with both the special ones and the regular ones mixed in. Your boyfriend, Vyn, was also busy at his mental health research center all week. You were both exhausted. It was now a Friday night with you staying at his home. You were in his room after changing into some pajamas in the bathroom, which was now occupied by him doing the same. His bedroom’s green walls were familiar as well as all the landscape paintings decorating it. Walking to his shelves decorated with a variety of books, you stand to the shelf next to his phonograph that was filled with old vinyl records he’s steadily collected.

Your fingers delicately flipped through each one, noticing many of them were classical music instrumentals or some albums from the 70s. It wasn’t all that surprising to you considering many things of Vyn’s had an antique and elegant aura to it. It was a very unique taste in a place like Stellis.

You only look away from the collection when you hear the bathroom door open and see your boyfriend come out of it dressed in his night attire. He looked ready for bed, but he noticed what you were looking at and smiled. “Did any peak your interest?” He asked while walking over to where you were.

“I don’t recognize a lot of these.. They’re older than we are.” You giggled, earning one from him in return as he nodded and pulled out one of the records. He soon spoke up. “We both had a long week of work, so how about we unwind a little?” He suggested while slipping the record from its cover.

You tilted your head in curiosity as Vyn delicately placed the large black disk on the phonograph, raising the arm and allowing the needle to rest in the grooves that played the music when spun. Soon the soft melodies of an orchestra filled the room, fitting its atmosphere perfectly. He turned to you afterward and offered a hand toward you with a soft smile. “Would you give me the honor of sharing a dance?”

Your face blossomed with warmth as he took your hand and pulled you close. Your hands stayed connected while his other went to your waist and your other free hand rested on his bicep. In slow movements, you moved in a circle between the white piano and the phonograph. It really did feel like you were at a ball with him. You were lost in his starry gold eyes as it continued.

Vyn was quite good at this, despite you not sure when he would be able to learn to dance this way. You were a bit clumsy, but he held you. He didn’t mind your trip ups and mishaps, just smiling in soft amusement instead. You don’t know how long you danced or how long that side of the record was. Time seemed to slow for you both to find a moment to enjoy each other’s company. The music faded more as all your focus stayed on him and his gorgeous features. You only remembered reality when the needle found the end of the disk and played a soft static in response.

Vyn gently placed a kiss on your lips, slowly releasing you now that it was done. “Thank you for the dance, my love.” He smiled affectionately before he retrieved the record and delicately placed it back in its cover. You walked up behind him, hugging him and feeling his pajamas slowly with your face buried into his back.

“Can you show me another one tomorrow night?”

“I can show you as many as your heart desires to hear with me.”

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One of my favorite things about Vyn is the fact he collects vinyl records, cause I do it. I just imagine a huge shelf full of them in his room. I’m so jealous-

I had to write SOMETHING about it. I need it to exist somewhere. I just really liked the thought of dancing in pajamas to a record. After this I’m about to go put one of mine on cause I just really liked this little scene in my head- hope you enjoyed it too!

ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

[serenity--writes]

Intro + Rules

Hello, everyone! Call me Serenity!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR ALL FANDOMS LISTED

I write for Honkai Impact 3rd, Honkai: Star Rail, Tears of Themis, and Genshin Impact.

X reader has been added, simply because I figured why not. I got convinced to do it lol

For ships, I will write basically anything, but I mostly write Kiamei stuff. If I don't feel comfortable (either with the content, or just not really knowing the characters involved) I will not write for the ask, I'm sorry!

Ships I will write for:

**Honkai Impact 3rd,

Kiana Kaslana x Raiden Mei

Kiana x Fu Hua x Mei

Bronya x Seele

Bianka "Durandal" x Rita

Fu Hua x Herrscher of Sentience

**Honkai: Star Rail,

Stelle x Kafka

Stelle x Dan Heng x March 7th

Himeko x Kafka

**Genshin Impact,

Venti x Venti's friend

Venti x Xiao

Zhongli x Tartaglia

Jean x Lisa

Ying | Lumine & Kong | Aether (separate) x anyone (no children)

Raiden Ei x Yae Miko

**Tears of Themis,

Main character "Rosa" x everyone (separately)

Main character "Rosa" x everyone (polyship)

Any of the 4 male leads x another male lead (for example: Artem x Marius, or Luke x Marius)

--->This is not all, but these are ships I'm comfortable writing. Don't be afraid to ask for ships not listed! No judgement here :D

Things I will write:

Fluff (either platonic or romantic)

Modern AU (no student/professor relationships unless both are of age)

Major character death

Illness/chronic or otherwise (please specify what illness it is if it's serious, so I can do some research on it in advance!)

Things I will NOT write:

Smut

Minors in sexual relationships/situations (teens being in relationships with other teens is alright, but no sexual content)

Gender-bending

Character bashing (unless it doesn't involve making the character ooc)

[hautecouturegirlfriend]

My brain is like, so filled with angsty crap right now. But reading Ao3 with the Tears of Themis tag is so sucky because all of it is Rosa and not reader. Especially for the 4th anniversary, like I WANT READER TO SEE THE 4 OF THEM (individually) PROPOSING TO ANOTHER WOMAN AND THEN READER JUMPS OFF A CLIFF OR READER BEING USED AS A PRACTICE SKIT FOR THE ENGAGEMENT!!!

🤭

What an idea. This is what the internet was made for. Someone get on this and fulfill this angsty person’s needs. I am humbly asking the fanfic writers to come forth 🙏 *logs into my secret 2nd account to write it myself*

[qiangweirosa]

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hi! im qiangweirosa, i use he/she pronouns and i dont really care how you refer to me. rosa's just fine!

i write for whatever fandom and pairing inspires me enough - i mostly write canonxcanon (or platonic relationships between canon characters), but im not against trying out xreader writing if anyone's interested.

im on ao3 under the same username! so far these are my only accounts with this user (but i do have my personal accounts on other socials on which i do promote my fics)

masterlist !!

some more info in case you're ever interested:

i speak french and english fluently. i only write in english though

my ask box is always open for requests, reactions, suggestions, anything! when it comes to requests tho i cant guarantee ill get to them soon as my inspiration is very volatile

medias i (may) write for: tears of themis, genshin, ninjago, persona 3-5

i have specific opinions on a lot of pairings in said medias, so if you request a pairing i dislike/don't care much about i probably won't write them

im mainly a twitter user unfortunately. im sure it shows but that may explain why i use this website in some ways

im also autistic! so that affects how i interact with people

taglist, for navigation:

all fandoms are tagged by their name

my ao3 works = works i transferred here that i wrote before making this blog. they're posted in reverse chronological order, meaning the first fics visible on my blog/on the tag are the oldest

my new ao3 works = works i've written after making this blog!

talking = simply talking about whatever, usually writing! feel free to mute if youre only interested in my fics

my tumblr requests = stuff i write based on requests. might transfer them to ao3 eventually

my headcanons = hcs i write!

any anon tag will also be tagged