#Vyn doesn't have a tumblr

[greensagephase]

now that i'm more active on tumblr, one of the thoughts i've been having recently (and have been for a while now) is punk miguel so what are your thoughts on him if ever? :3

i'd send fanart, but unfortunately all of the ones i saw were reposted against the artist's consent onto pinterest! so i put trust in you to use your imagination this time hehe

miguel says hi and have a nice day ^_^

Hiii, Vyn!! Thank you so much for the ask!! ❤️ I'm so happy to see you back on here and being active!! 🥰

Tbh, I don't think of punk!Miguel often but I think it's because I don't see a lot of content on him ?? Unless it just doesn't show up for me because of the algorithm?? I remember only reading a short piece many, many months ago (like, back in July I think) when I started using Tumblr again to read fanfic. I can't remember who it was by, I wish I could remember, but it was about Spider-Man punk Miguel joining the Spider Society and our grumpy Miguel not liking him because he was hitting on y/n and he also likes her, so he ends up finally making a move, and I think they have y/n choose (if anyone knows what I'm talking about, pls tell me the writer or some info), but I enjoyed it because punk Miguel was ... well a punk, hehe!! It was a fun take by the writer and I liked seeing Miguel in that concept! I've seen some fan art, too, and I do enjoy it!! I love how his fingernails are usually painted and that he wears lots of rings and necklaces (guys wearing jewelry is attractive to me).

I also like to think Hobie would really like him (or maybe the whole spider gang) and our Miguel going through a similar situation like Miles when he meets Hobie because everyone thinks punk Miguel is so cool 😂 but what about you? What are your thoughts on him? :)

And awww, how sweet of your Miguel!! 🥺 Tell him I say thank you and that I hope he has a lovely day!! <333

My Miguel also says hi, and to have an amazing start to your week!! <333

[surely-galena]

A very short collection of Giann & Marius fic recs

(for @roshie-writes who asked in this post and I didn't want to go over the character/word limit in the comments)

i see dead people (against my will) by @samsspambox

Artem, for as long as he could remember, was able to see things others couldn’t.

Yes, Senior Attorney Artem Wing can see ghosts.

He could see ghosts and hid the ability for as long as he could remember. That was his life and, frankly, it was a good one. No one but Neil knew about his ability (and even then, he was still skeptical), he had a crush on a coworker for the first time in his life, and no ghosts had ever come to haunt him.

He just never expected to see Giann von Hagen back in the NXX office.

or alternatively: artem wing sees the ghost of giann and has to deal with the fallout. which may include telling his maybe friends

While the focus of Sam's fic here is mostly on Artem & Giann, there's a lot of Giann content (and a lot of Marius, too)! It's Marius having to come to terms with Giann dying and ghost!Giann trying to communicate with his brother through Artem. Also Giann being a little menace and found family shenanigans if you enjoy that :D

There's a Giann death scene so heads up for that (but I personally find it to be really well written). Overall this fic is a good mixture of comedy and angst and it absolutely does pull at the heartstrings!

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you can run, you can hide, but this email WILL find you! by @actualbird

from: Vyn Richter [vrichter@stellisuniversity.edu] to: Marius von Hagen [mvhagen@paxgroup.com] subject: Tutoring Details

Good day, Marius.

I am Dr. Vyn Richter, a professor as well as a friend of your brother, Giann. I am sure that at this point, he has explained to you his request that I be your tutor. I agreed, though the wording of his explanation to me seems that this is a non-negotiable for you. Rest assured, I will ensure that our classes will not be a hindrance in any way. Instead, what I have planned is a course to aid your transition towards your postgraduate studies.

Attached is the syllabus and schedule for our classes, both open to reasonable adjustments. If you have questions, you may email me any time after 12:00pm.

Best regards, Vyn Richter, Ph.D. Associate Professor Department of Psychology Stellis University

from: Marius von Hagen [mvhagen@paxgroup.com] to: Vyn Richter [vrichter@stellisuniversity.edu] subject: Tutoring Details

Cool, got this. See ya. ✌️

Sent from my iPhone

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Before going missing, Giann asks Vyn to tutor Marius. Vyn agrees. (A story of annoyance and acceptance, all told through emails.)

If you enjoy epistolary fic, look no further than this one Zak wrote a while back! I still think back to this fic and your question gave me the chance to go back and have a reread :D

The main focus is Vyn and Marius figuring out their tutoring sessions (and a prelude to found family), but there's also a lot of background Marius & Giann and Vyn & Giann. It's tagged as comedy and light angst, so you know what's going down with Giann during the events of the fic :')

10/10 would recommend, I mean the fic is already on this list of recs but I just want to reiterate that this one is really good.

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Tiny plug-in for myself but it's just chapter 3 of my fic The L stands for Lukecrative (link leads to ch3) for a very specific scene when Marius has a flashback about getting ice cream with Giann as a kid. You don't necessarily need the context of the previous two chapters to understand what's going on, but I've provided the link for the ease of navigating straight to the ice cream scene if you wish.

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Posts here on tumblr:

Time by @samsspambox -- a giann von hagen musing (about marius, about his mother)

yes marius and giann have matching tattoos and heres how they (emotionally) end up getting it by @actualbird -- 1.5K words; Giann takes Marius to get a tattoo and then decides to get a matching one, too, because he doesn't want Marius to be in pain alone

hey, who made the NXX logo? also by @actualbird -- Giann commissions Marius to make the NXX logo we see in HQ

@cheri-carnival 's translated comics from artist 君楽研 (jun le yan) [1] [2] [3]

Some fic concepts by me based on fake titles Sam gave me, but the second one spotlights Giann and Marius

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Hope you find something you like in here, roshie-writes!! Have a good rest of your day!

[crafantale]

My pull on the Artem wish banner before it runs out

Why is the quality so low on tumblr

My phone res is higher than my PC

You know petting Luke feels like I'm having a Tamagotchi instead of a boyfriend

It doesn't help that he has puppy energy

Also is everyone in this game attractive

The rival prosecutor being a jackass hottie I understand but the civil judge is also kinda daddy

Anyway Artem sent us to meet Vyn for a super secret assessment disguised as a delivery

Out of everyone Vyn is the one I find least attractive and they also try to make him sound SUS in his phone calls but it's pretty obvious that he's either talking to his boss in this secret organization that all 4 of the love interest seems to be involved in or just Artem

Which makes me wonder how this game developed

Wasn't it obvious that he's one of the love interests and so impossible for him to be threatening

Not to mention all of his cards have been really cute

Anyway Artem surprises me by how fast he shows concern

I guess it's because of the involvement of The Organization

While he recommended us himself he probably thinks it's too dangerous for us and doesn't want Vyn to actually approve of us?

He makes sure we know that he and Vyn are not friends just coworkers

[aredhelevaltieri]

Betrayal | A Filthy Thorn Lined Love Story 

Nivathostin gently swirled his drink around after taking the first sip. He gazed into the whiskey as if it held the words he was seeking, but the depth of the glass wasn’t deep enough to reveal any answers to him. Instead, he was left with shallow feelings that he dreaded to dwell upon.

“I often wonder what you would do if I treated others the way that you treat them. Acting as if everyone should look upon me as some sort of god -- a god who could hold a wife in one arm and a nameless lover in the other while not a single person batted an eye. A god who demanded that everyone bow before me and kiss me in the streets.” He quirked a brow at Aredhele, and his gaze was so demanding yet horribly calm in contrast.

“Would you like that? Perhaps I should walk around with my foot around others’ throats from now on.” (written by Niva’s player, followed by my writing below)

Ared had a sudden twist of emotion and she dumps her drink on the floor. The liquor splattered all over her gown and it sopped up some of its fight as it made its way to soak into the floorboards. Turning the glass upside down, she sets it on the nightstand where her gold bangles and rings accidentally flew to the floor.

“Suddenly I am not thirsty.” Closing her eyes, she couldn’t conceal the fact that his words hurt. They gutted her. Instantly she felt sick and when she opens her eyes, she stared at the ceiling.

“This was the life I was given. Whoever wants to play a god is a fool. I can tell you, it is much harder than it looks. Niva, I am sorry I love you, and my greed knows no bounds.”

Niva had every right to be angry. He usually always did. Regardless of the love they shared, it was a love born of deception and she was familiar with this unforgivable betrayal.

Vynlorin taught her a decade ago that prayer is the sweetest consolation to wicked scoundrels that abuse the sanctity of union. After every depraved night they spent together, she reawakened with promise renewed. Every morning she swore she will never engage in debauchery during the wanton hours with that man again. Hours later, she erased her guilt from memory and went back to his chamber where he abused her in every conceivable way. He rutted her to extreme degrees and offended every orifice.  In dark corridors, Ared worshipped Vyn undisturbed in the imposing silence of the night, where so many years before, she only adored him from afar.

It was not her fault that nature reduced her to the level of wild beasts. If only he didn’t offer her smothering pleasure in abundance. But, he did, and she lowered herself to the title of a liar and sneak. She reduced herself to being the scum of the earth, lying again and again basked in the filth of her rotted perversions.

No amount of shame or rumor stopped them. The ceremony constantly repeated, sparing no effort as they rekindled their desires in this damning affair with every daunting careless thrust. Oh how she adored his sweet kisses when he defiled and fondled her in the bedchamber of her betrothed. And in return for his love, she promised him she would never leave and she truly meant every word that she said, until she left. Unbeknown to him, she took with her the gift of life, and killed it much the same when she left for the Void and the twisted abyss destroyed his heir.

Life offers so many thorned lined choices to innocent creatures. That is how a man can become so cruel to disturb every oath to his longest friend and lord. That is how a man could love a married woman, and steal her from other lover’s arms.

“I’m as selfish as you are,” Niva muttered as his elbow found the footboard to support him while his hand curled tighter around the back of her neck.

“No, you could never be more selfish than me.”

[miam0re]

Pussy Eating HeadCanons | Tears of Themis

Warning: Pussy eating (duh)

Pairing: Artem, Luke, Vyn, Marius X Fem!Reader (separate)

Mia notes: Lord I am uploading after so long! Well ever since my break up this is the first thing I've written and I have to say, simping over fictional characters is a great way to move on (In addition to flirting with random people on tumblr-) Anyway have some delicious pussy eating headcanons heeheh Does this count as the Artem cunnilingus request I had to do for kinktober? Yes. Yes it does.

Artem is super shy when it comes to intimacy, especially if the relationship is fairly new. When he's eating you out, he would need a lot of reassurance from you and maybe some guidance, since he really wants you to feel amazing.

Artem is a quick learner, he reads your reactions and your expressions, making conclusions on what all you like and then makes it his goal to do exactly that.

Doesn't think he can make you orgasm :( But we all know just the sight of him makes you wet.

Times, when he would eat you out, are more...planned. Like he would probably only do this when you both are going to have sex, as a sort of foreplay and way to prepare you. Preferably the both of you are undressed during this since it helps him feel more connected to you and the act.

"Y/N...You're so addictive, I can't help but want more."

Clothes carefully placed on the loveseat in the master bedroom of your shared apartment, you found yourself laying on the silk bedsheets, the smooth fabric gliding against your bare skin. Legs spread wide open, you stared into Artem’s cyan eyes as his face drew nearer to your sopping, aching core.

You gulped nervously as his warm breath fanned over your wetness. Soft whimper leaving your parted lips as you lean against the headboard, the sight of his messed up hair in between your legs made you shiver in anticipation.

He hummed to himself, gazing at your leaking hole in awe, slowly bringing up a thumb to rub at your glistening skin. He cautiously swiped over your folds a few times, gently brushing over your clit. When you whimpered at his actions, he jerked his thumb away and looked at you through his lashes, reading your face for any discomfort. Only, he felt relief seeing your sweet lips hung open in pleasure.

“Y/N…Did you like that?” The worry was evident in his tone. Fluttering your eyes open, you smiled at him and pet his hair, threading your fingers through his locks and tugging him even closer to you, until the scent of your arousal overwhelmed his senses. “Artem…I want more.”

Nodding obediently, he slowly dipped his head lower, his lips making contact with yours. First, he peppered kisses to your sensitive area, unsure when it would be right to use his tongue. He ran his tongue over his lips to moisten them as if they weren’t already wet enough with your slickness coating them. The flavour of you that slipped into his mouth made him turn scarlet, brain-melting at how…how wonderful you tasted.

Did he taste right? Or was he just daydreaming? The only way to confirm was to do it again.

A sultry moan ripped from you when the flat of his tongue ran in between your folds, ending with a flick to your clit. You tasted so delectable, Artem’s fantasies couldn’t hold a candle to what it really felt like, running his tongue over your entrance and being graced with your high pitched grunts.

“Oh, Artem! More, please I need more! ’S so good.” Your praises and reassurances boosted his confidence as he tilted his head and pushed his face in closer, the plush of your thighs warming up his cheeks.

One of his hands crept to yours and intertwined your fingers, he hissed when you squeezed his hand hard, probably a result of the waves of ecstasy he was sending through you.

Like a mantra you spoke out his, praying to him for more and more…and more. And being your caring lover, he was more than happy to give you whatever you desired.

He carefully plunged his tongue into your eager hole, his tongue strokes in tandem with the way your hips grinded against his lips and how you clutch his hair and guided him closer till his nose pressed against your clitoris. Whenever you gave him sounds louder than the rest, he deduced that those were all your favourite zones, and he made sure to kiss and lick and tease the skin there, smiling to himself at your reactions.

Artem was surprised when your back arched and the similar taste of you flooded over his tastebuds since he was quite doubtful in his abilities to make you reach an orgasm. But seeing your panting figure giving him a shaky smile, he knew he was doing something right.

He licked his lips again, savouring your flavour. So…so good.

His head reached down to fill the emptiness between your thighs again. “I didn’t expect this to be so addictive.” He murmured, unable to speak any further as his tongue was now occupied with better tasks.

Luke has known you since you were kids, so it's kind of obvious that he has learnt things about you, things that even you don't know. He knows your body better than you do and he uses his knowledge well.

When it comes to confidence and spontaneity, I feel that Luke ranks a 7/10. He would definitely randomly start doing horny stuff in the safety of your apartment. He would even ask you a few times if he's doing well or not.

You come first, no matter what. Everything the two of you do will always be about you (He is such a service dom)

Would have you in the privacy of your own apartment, starting on the couch with just you naked and him fully clothed. He just wants you to feel all the pleasure he can give you.

"You're so amazing Y/N. Let me please you and give you everything I can."

“Luke…” his name stretched out from your lips as you sunk your heels into his back, feeling the fabric of his jacket mess with your grip on him. “You…should remove…your clothes.” Your sentences were broken, with your gasps and moans interrupting them. Being completely bare in front of his fully clothed figure as his tongue darted over your clit, enticing lewd sounds from you…it was quite embarrassing.

After the various investigations that had you travelling all over the city, some alone time with your boyfriend was exactly what you wanted- what you needed. And judging by the way Luke was squeezing your hips and picking at the buttons of your blouse right as you entered your apartment, you knew he had a similar hunger. How could he not sexually want his lovely girl after spending the whole day with her and not even getting the opportunity to kiss her?

Luke chuckled against your lower lips, the vibrations of his heavenly sounds shooting right to your core, making you twitch in response and sink deeper into the couch. “I promise I’ll undress. Just…let me please you…my Y/N.” Words trailing off into a whisper, his red eyes shut softly. He grabbed your hips and slid you closer, close enough until you could feel him shakily breathe against your skin. He kissed your thighs, taking a second to enjoy the feel of your flesh against his lips, before forming a line of kisses to your entrance, gracing your needy hole with his tongue.

You clawed the couch and arch your back, trying to shift closer to him as he sat on the floor with his face in between your legs. With every movement of his tongue feeling you up, tasting every drop of your arousal you had to offer, you felt like you were on cloud nine.

Eyes closed in pure pleasure, you brought your hands down, blindly searching for his hair to tug on. He groaned at the way you pulled his face closer, and in response his tongue explored deeper, massaging parts of you that had you reacting in the hottest ways.

His fingers ran circles over your hips your skin heating up under his magical touch. The intensity of his tongue strokes was ever-changing. Sometimes he’ll go slow and sensual with long licks going right from your hole to your clit, kissing and sucking your bud of excitement. And then moments occurred when he had you screaming his name at the way he slurped you for every drop you had, teeth brushing against your clit, sending your mind into a horny frenzy.

Finally, finally, when you came undone on top of him, he didn’t let any of your sweet release go to waste, hungrily lapping up your skin. Even after your orgasm, he had you on the brink of another with the roughness of his tongue finishing you up.

When he pulled away to wipe his shining, plump lips with his sleeve, you caught his dilated pupils and eager smile, and you knew that the night had just begun.

He is surprisingly skilled, you'd think he's probably practised or something. He knows really well how to use his lips, his tongue, his finger- anything to make you feel the most pleasure you can.

He makes note of all your erogenous zones, his focus doesn't have to be just your womanhood, but overall sexual satisfaction. Would definitely let his hands run free. Very big tease. You can not convince me otherwise.

He is kind of like Luke when it comes to spontaneity, he would do things without planning, but in places where he knows he wouldn't get caught.

On days when he's feeling wild, he'd pull you to the couch in his office and strip you down to your underwear, while pulling off his tie and glasses and giving you a pussy melting look.

"Oh Y/N, you don't need to hide your harmonious sounds from me."

What a perfect day it was, the weather was wonderful with the sky a shade darker signalling oncoming rain, the music playing in Vyn’s office was slow and melodious, and your erotic moans were echoing off the walls, greeting his ears and adding to the beauty of the music. Or the other way around- the music was complimenting your symphony of sounds.

Free from any more appointments, Vyn thought he’d spend the rest of the day relaxing and drinking some herbal tea, but when you greeted him at his workplace with takeout from his favourite place, he decided that he would spend his off time drinking something else.

“Y/N, Love, I can’t do much if you keep closing your legs.” The tease in his words was clear. Always playing with you, even when he was situated in between your legs and holding your thighs apart, preventing you from concealing your growing wetness.

“Vyn please!” He had you begging, desperate to feel more than his breath, cold against your sticky core.

“Don’t get impatient. Let me take my time with you.” He giggled, towering over your lower body as you lay on the couch. To think that’s where he counselled his patients and treated them, and now he was treating you…in a completely different way.

Many minutes he spent just breathing against you and brushing his lips against your lower body, reaching up to caress your tummy and bra clad breasts. He knew everything about your erogenous zones and decided to abuse his knowledge a bit.

When he felt like he played with you enough, he finally devoured your womanhood in his mouth, immediately finding your clitoris between his lips and sucking, poking your sensitivity with his wet muscle. For someone who liked keeping to himself, he really knew what to do with his tongue, using it to part your folds and press into you, getting your sweet liquids all over his mouth. The way his nose rubbed your clit and how his tongue thrusted into you steadily, it had you squirming in his hold. You grabbed his shoulder in an attempt to push him away but were stopped by his hands finding yours and pinning them to your sides, locking you in place.

“I thought this is what you wanted. More, isn’t it?” He smiled sweetly, but you knew the naughtiness that sparkled in his golden eyes. Eyes that fluttered close as he dotted your entrance with soft butterfly kisses and harsh, thirsty licks to balance everything out.

Moans aplenty flew out your quivering lips as you submitted to Vyn, letting his mouth pull out your release until you’re gushing all over his tongue, body spasming at how perfectly he was able to please your sexually hungry being.

You cummed so much, you were positively dripping on the couch, staining the cushions under you.

A single lick from him to your folds made you shiver. “You taste so perfect, I’m glad you’re taking care of your health. May I demonstrate some more ways to stay in a fit condition?

Cocky mf. Confident, risky, horny...this man is a wild animal when it comes to you. You're his favourite meal. Your moans are his sweet dessert.

He is not kind or gentle when it comes to eating you out. He is rough and fast because he is desperate to taste you, like babe chill you just had sex last night, calm down.

He doesn't care who sees. But a small part of his dignity makes him lock the door just in case. He may not mind, but it is not like he wants people to see his beautiful girl all vulnerable.

Would have you in his office, on the table, he is obviously fully clothed and so are you, minus your panties which are stuffed in his pocket

"Aren't I doing well Y/N? You don't need to answer, I can see it from your blushing face."

“Marius are you insane.” You squeal as he lifted you up on his cleared out desk, nudging your legs apart with his hips. “I guess I am.” He smirks, pulling down the zipper of your pencil skirt and helping you shimmy it down your legs.

You blushed and stuttered, not expecting him to respond in that way. The cheeky look on his face only brightened as he dropped to his knees in front of you, rubbing his nose against your clothed core and inhaling the scent that wafted from you.

Board meetings were always torture for the heir of the business, and even worse torture when he got a text from you notifying him that you’d be visiting the Pax lab and were thinking of dropping by his office. He was so frustrated when the clock ticked slowly and the older males went on about sales and business things he couldn’t be bothered about.

Thankfully he was able to excuse himself for a moment, so he quickly shot you a text to meet him in his office. As quick as lightning he arrived right after you, pushing you into the private room and locking the door, guiding you to his desk.

“I haven’t eaten since last night. ‘M so hungry.” His vague words referring to your alone time the previous night made you redden further as you leaned back on your hand, holding his hair with your free hand.

Playing around, he brushed his teeth over your underwear, finding the edge of your panties so he could slip it down with his mouth. The repeated rubbing of his teeth over you, along with the casual surprise nips to your skin, had you squealing and covering your mouth to not let any sounds out.

When he got rid of your panties and had you soaking and naked atop the table, he dug his nose under your shirt, smelling your perfume. “I wish I had more time, but this will have to do for now.” He groaned, dipping his head down to stare at your eager lowers.

His large hands lifted your knees over his shoulder, fingers ghosting to your inner thighs and pressing them apart, leaving you exposed and vulnerable. He couldn’t wait any longer, not when he had a stupid meeting going on.

A single rough, long lick made you jump and hunch over, your fingers clutching Marius’s dark hair in a death grip. His thumbs parted your folds, giving him more access to parts of you that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head every time he prodded his tongue in you.

Mercilessly he continued eating you out, you couldn’t tell if the wetness over your folds was from your own leaking juices or how messily he was slobbering you, making sure to drink you up well. Even when you tried to escape his grasp, he didn’t let you, bruising your thighs in his grip.

You were practically curled up in a ball around his head, shivering in delight. Words of your nearing orgasm came blabbering from you and with a few snaps of his tongue to your clit, you were breaking, flowing rivers on his tongue.

His gulps were audible, he ensured that you could hear him. His deep eyes darted to your lidded ones and he chuckled, standing up and helping you with your clothes.

“Wish I had more time, but I promise I’ll make it up when we go home.” He winked and blew you a kiss before walking down the corridor, your little secret moment locked up behind his office doors.

Tags/Shoutout: @amosthirst (please let me give you a mwah for your support)

[kingskwing]

Hi, i sent a request for the boys reacting to their s/o murmuring something along the lines of "don't let them hurt me" in their sleep due to past bullying (Was the ask eaten? I'm not sure.) If its alright can you include mc as well?

Cheers! Best wished on your writing journey!!

Ofc tumblr ate my first good and proper angst request MWAH ily ty for the wellwishes

Warnings: use of babe/baby, you have hair in artem's, use of dove I think that's it

"Don't let them hurt me."

marius von hagen

Marius was... puzzled. Just a moment ago, you'd been sound asleep, with the occasional murmur or shift. He'd had his hand in your hair, gently twirling the strands as he committed your face to memory to draw it the next day, when he barely caught the words that spilled from your mouth.

"Please... please don't let them hurt me."

You trailed off, brows furrowing and eyes fluttering wildly beneath your eyelids.

Marius was scared. He'd had nightmares before where his life was threatened (byproduct of the NXX, to be sure), but you sounded so vulnerable.

When your usual physical comforts didn't work and you began shouting a bit, he really panicked and firmly shook you awake, careful not to make you more disoriented.

You came to on the 4th call of your name, tears in your eyes as you looked frantically around the room, trying to recall where you were.

"Babe? Baby? Hey, hey there. It's Marius, shh, you're in bed," he soothed, eyes still worried.

"Ugh... M... hey. Hey. Bad dream it looks like, sorry."

"Never apologize for being scared. It doesn't suit you," he teased, panic slipping away.

"Sap."

"Guilty as charged. Care to share what happened? It's up to you." His pout gave away how much he wanted to know, so you obliged.

Little by little, you opened up to Marius. You'd been dating him for a while and planned to tell him if he ever asked, but you'd thought you had longer to prepare yourself.

Marius grew more and more heartbroken as you spoke and he didn't hide it.

"... I couldn't do anything then, but I promise you I'll never let anyone hurt you ever again. Can I sleep here with you? To keep the nightmares away, of course."

"How generous! I'm sure there's nothing selfish behind that request, so I'm inclined to accept good sir. Since you are so chivalrous, will you also be making breakfast in the mornings?"

"Yes. If I can stay here overnight," he says, far too quickly and seriously for you to keep a straight face anymore.

Shared laughter rings through the room as he pulls you into his chest.

"Go to sleep baby, I'll be right here with you."

"Mm, your heartbeat is comforting. Thank you, my King," you teased lightly with a yawn.

"Anything for you. Even a throne by my side," he whispered before joining you in sleep.

vyn richter

There was no surprise in his eyes when he heard you mumble it beneath your breath as you slept.

Vyn had been reading quietly in an armchair while you slept on his couch after a long night at work. You were overworked and had gone to sleep upset, telling him about your tired boss yelling at you all evening. He knew there was more to it and had suspected as much for months, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

"Don't let them hurt me. V... Vyn, please help."

His eyes snapped up to you and he carefully put away his book. However, rather than approaching to wake you, he retreated to his desk. He knew better than to wake you during a nightmare. Within minutes, he had your records pulled up for most of your life. 'Dreaming about me? Cute. Looks like nighttime reading just got a bit more dire,' he thought.

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You woke up the next morning feeling nearly rested and sore from your poor choice of sleeping accommodations. Vyn was still there at his desk, looking at you now.

"I would hope that as both a psychologist and your lover that you would feel willing to open up more about your past, in your own time of course."

You winced at the implication. "Damn, of all the nights I had to talk in my sleep, huh? This big mouth can't stay shut. Might as well tell you now while it's fresh and before I'm awake enough to regret it," you said, sitting down.

Vyn smiled at your sense of humor before settling into an expression of contentment. Of course, his brow furrowed when an anecdote made him upset, but he couldn't help but shift into work mode when you started opening up.

Vyn the Boyfriend came to once you were done, gracefully rounding the desk.

"Their statements must still hold some water in your mind," he began, gently grasping your chin in his fingers to tilt your gaze towards his. "If you're not already aware how untrue those words are," he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. "Then I can't wait to work with you."

He pulled back from you with a smile, eyes holding something unsaid as his hand slid to your cheek.

"So beautiful," he whispered.

"Vyn..."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you." You wrapped your arms around his waist, still sitting. He laughed a bit as you buried your face into his stomach. A gentle hand came to hold the back of your head and you sighed, content.

Vyn, on the other hand, was making a mental checklist. He'd done plenty of digging the night before, having found the names of those who had bullied you. He wouldn't take any action as the offense wasn't recent, but he did have their addresses in case you wanted to speak to them for closure.

Maybe he could have Artem make some calls, cause them a little trouble.

》》▪︎

A week later, Vyn was oddly satisfied during your coffee date, the shop's television playing a report about a few midsized businesses being investigated for tax fraud.

artem wing

Artem had been flipping through documents and cases for the past 3 hours or so, with limited breaks. His shoulders relaxed with a large exhale before he flicked his gaze to you with a smile, silently watching the rise and fall of your breath from your position on his couch. Standing up and pushing his rolling chair back, he placed his jacket over you as a makeshift blanket before grabbing his third coffee of the night.

》》▪︎

He was... surprised, to say the least. He ran back to his office upon hearing an odd shout from within.

"Don't let them hurt me. Please!" you exclaimed, much to Artem's horror. He sat on the edge of the couch and quickly removed the jacket he'd lain over you.

Your eyes snapped open before he had the chance to wake you. Artem frowned at your state, his own heart panicked, but he kept his calm as he reached to move your hair from your sweaty forehead. Unfortunately, you were still far too afraid, and flinched upon seeing his hand moving towards you with intent.

He flinched in return, quickly drawing his hand to his chest and standing up, unsure what to do.

You were slowly coming out of your haze but hadn't realized where you were or who you were with, all you could manage was to cry until your mind caught up with your surroundings.

Artem's heart broke with every sob and sniffle, feeling angry at himself for being insensitive and useless. He was right there, in front of you, but his own thoughts kept him glued to the front of his desk, hand gripping the edge.

"A-Artem? Are you here?" you questioned, eyes briefly searching until you saw him, standing ramrod straight.

"May I?" He was glad you'd mostly stopped crying and hoped you were okay, but he wasn't in luck.

"Please," you said through a broken sob, silence making you cry all the more.

So, so tenderly, he lifted you into his lap as you cried more, albeit less violently than earlier.

"...Artem? Is everything okay?"

"Yes of course," he smiled, but his body said elsewise.

"Uhm... can you touch me? I'd really like some physical comfort."

"Are you sure?" He raised his hand to your face, only moving your hair and cupping your cheek when you nodded.

His other arm wrapped around you entirely, gently but firmly pulling you into him.

While you sighed at feeling his body relax, his brow furrowed in thought. Now that he knew you weren't afraid of him, he wasn't quite sure what you were afraid of. Whatever had you dreamt about to terrify you so?

You felt his arms tighten and knew he was thinking far too much to be healthy.

"Art? Can we pull out the bed? I'll tell you all about it in the morning, I just need you right now."

A terse nod and a tight smile was all he offered before carrying you to his chair, setting you there, and pulling the couch out into a bed.

He gathered you in his arms once more, placed you on the mattress, and removed your shoes. Among this, you caught his eyes glistening.

You reached to wipe them away, but he shook his head with a watery smile, pulling you down to the pillows and holding you close.

"Who would hurt you?" You strained to hear it, but the pain was there in his voice.

He held you extra tightly that night.

luke pearce

Luke was quite the light sleeper, having learned to be on the defensive during his time in special forces. However, whether or not this was a good thing was up in the air.

He was wide awake at the first twitch. Your leg moved against his a little too quickly and his eyes snapped open, but he quickly realized there was no threat and slipped back into sleep. It was his first time sleeping over, after all, perhaps you were just a twitchy sleeper.

He grunted and looked around when an elbow hit his chest, too softly to be a threat but too firmly to be written off. This time, he remained awake, adjusting the pillows behind him and making sure you were okay.

As he watched you, your behavior grew more and more concerning. He knew not to wake someone having a nightmare, but at this rate you were near hurting yourself.

He quickly sat up, ready to intervene when you began lightly thrashing in place, but his last straw was when you spoke.

"Don't hurt me!" You said forcefully, still asleep.

He grabbed your shoulders to ground you, but it seemed to backfire.

"Y/N! Y/N!" He woke you successfully but was unprepared for the first hit.

You were scared and disoriented, and Luke realized grabbing you didn't help, but he couldn't undo it now.

Crying and kicking, trying to defend yourself, you pounded at the unknown attackers chest. To your surprise, the stranger did not flinch after the first blow, only pulled you into their chest and smoothed down your hair, quiet hushes and affirmations rumbling in the chest your hands were pressed against.

Your breathing evened, your head cleared, and you realized who you'd been attacking.

Your heart shattered to see him wrapped around you so protectively even through your fearful outburst, and his own heart wasn't any better off.

He blinked away tears, wondering how he missed some kind of trauma in all the years he kept tabs on you. Something so important, and not only did he not notice it even through regular check-ins, but he wasn't there to stop it.

"Y/N. I care about you so much, you know that, right?" He swallowed thickly.

You nodded, albeit with some difficulty due to your position in Luke's arms.

"I don't know how, but I can't think of anything that could have caused this in all my years of monitoring you. Would... would you mind telling me about it? You don't have to, you really don't, I just—"

"Shh, it's okay. I get you. Let's lay down, I'll have to go a bit slowly since it's so late and... it's a little fresh in my mind, but I want to tell you."

He breathed a little calmer as he eased himself down under the covers once again, facing you this time and pressing a firm kiss to your lips.

You did fall asleep during your story, but he was glad of it. That way, you couldn't see the tears he shed, wondering how anything like that could have happened.

mc

"Hey darling! Sorry I'm so late," MC said to the open apartment, voice loud enough to be heard throughout. However, she didn't get her usual response.

'They must be asleep,' she thought, shedding her jacket and workbag far quieter than normal to avoid waking you.

She made her way to the bedroom to check on you and there you were, tossing and turning in bed. Concerned, she went to check on you, but opted to open a window to keep you cool and call Dr. Richter in the next room.

He confirmed that you shouldn't be woken, but if she really felt the need to help you then she should try adjusting external stimuli, like comforting touches or smells.

Once she'd hung up, she decided touching you would be risky as the whole point was to not wake you, so she headed to the kitchen.

She very happily pulled out ingredients for your favorite hot drink and set to work, adding a little vanilla to make sure the aroma would be strong enough to affect your mental state.

Gingerly, she placed the mug on the bed stand and slipped into bed next to you, hoping the extra body heat and her presence would comfort you further.

You woke to the lingering scent of vanilla and... pancakes? A quick glance about your area confirmed that she must have seen you having a nightmare and placed the mug of joy next to you to help.

Heart bursting at the seams, you padded across the hardwood of her apartment. She was up before you, as always, but this time she wasn't dressed for work.

You wrapped your arms around her from behind, enjoying the kiss she pressed to your cheek before she turned back to the pancakes. She flipped them masterfully before speaking to you.

"Whether you want to talk about last night or not, we have the day all to ourselves. Can you set the table, dove?"

You happily got to work putting utensils out on the coffee table, more than ready to sit on the plush carpet, being comforted by both your pancakes and your lovely girlfriend.

[stellartales]

vyn richter hcs | mornings and nights with him

request: Hey I just saw your post saying you'd be accepting requests for tot, since I have seen very few Vyn related content let me request some domestic headcannons for Vyn. Thank you!!

tags: @vyn-richters-world, @tsukimiyuukun (sorry i couldn't tag you :( you didn't pop up when i was trying to tag you; are you shadow-banned by tumblr? so strange.)

a/n: domestic headcanons consist of several themes so i've decided to write about your mornings and nights with him. i've thought up of many domestic headcanon themes for upcoming Vyn's headcanons so more to come—!

♧ in the morning.

▪︎ on the days you have to head to the office, this man would always be up before you are.

▪︎ and when it's your turn to wake up, you will usually be greeted by the light, aromatic scent of tea.

▪︎ upon entering the kitchen, you will see Vyn in an apron standing over the stove cooking your breakfast. The tea you smelled while you laid in bed earlier is quietly brewing in a tea maker you often see Vyn use to make tea.

this is something you often experience in the mornings you have to leave for work. Vyn makes a wonderful boyfriend/husband who takes very good care of you — he would never let you leave home with an empty stomach.

his cooking is something you always look forward to. his skill had produced the tastiest steak you have come across; enough to give luxurious restaurants a run for their money.

his tea brewing skills is, of course, always superb.

▪︎ sometimes, you will see him cooking in the robes he wear to sleep. it is usually worn loosely over his chest. so when he turns around, you can see his chiseled built beneath.

▪︎ at times, you would see him already in his button-down shirt. his sleeves will be rolled up and folded neatly around his elbows — a sight you find hard to look away from.

— the way his button-down hugged the outline of his broad shoulders and highlights the area between his shoulder blades often made it hard to resist hugging him from behind, snuggling into his back when he is busy cooking the food on the stove.

▪︎ on your off days, this man would still be up before you are, but he would remain by your side while you slumber. you usually had to be away in the office for a full five days and sometimes even on Saturdays, so he really cherishes the days you could stay home.

if only you could see the look of adoration in his light honey eyes when you mumble into his chest and snuggle up against him.

▪︎ once you are awake, he would ask you to dress up because he is about to bring you to the cafes for breakfast dates. which is an activity you enjoy; it is a precious time to you. To be able to relish in his presence while being out, not due to work for once, is such a treat.

♧ at night.

▪︎ your job as an attorney sometimes requires you to work through the night.

And when that happens, Vyn would stay up with you — he is not new to staying up late due to what he does. He will never forget to brew you some tea as a beverage companion as you work through the night.

▪︎ often, he finds you dozing off on your desk or on the sofa where you sometimes choose to work on. and when he does, he would bridal-style carry you into your bedroom and tuck you in. of course, never forgetting to leave a kiss on your forehead before turning in beside you.

▪︎ on the days you didn't have to stay up late for work, but he has to. He would still join you in bed with his notebook and reading materials

you really enjoy it when he does this. listening to him flipping through the pages and scribbling things down on his notebooks were like lullabies to you; the noises makes you drowsy; live ASMR by Vyn himself hahah— he probably figured that you enjoy this hence he do this often whenever he had to burn the midnight oil.

▪︎ at times when he does this, he would run his hand through your hair gently, combing through it. there's so much affection in the gesture itself.

▪︎ Vyn is a gentleman and he doesn't really show his love directly; he is not the type who would sweep you into a passionate kiss in the middle of the street, but rather in quiet, subtle ways in private moments — such as the action mentioned in the point above.

END.

—published on 09.08.2021

[theres-a-bea]

Dimonds are a (material) gworl's best friend pt.1

a.k.a. engagement ring slander with the tot boys ft. the round brilliant diamond cut and the slander it DESERVES

tw!: swearing! very hot takes on how the rings should've looked like, because i've seen thousands of engagement rings to keep my mouth shut about the rings mihoyo just gave us + swearing!

link to pt. 2 - here!

ok maybe i lied when i said i was "completely satisfied cos they're all pretty", and yea sure they were pretty but Vyn's and Luke's rings were done dirty.

Listen, I know jewellery. I have years of experience of sticking my nose against glass displays in pawnshops and antique jewellery stores, and I was pissed at the lack of creativity on the diamond cuts on their part so Vyn's ring ended up looking basic as fuck and Luke's only minutely slayed instead of the full slay it was supposed to be giving, so here's a tumblr post version of a fix-it fic but for rings instead of characters, and which diamond cuts would've done their chosen ring designs justice:

note: based on personal opinion, i am no design expert, this is simply just a hot take because i'm TIRED of seeing beautiful designs being fucked up by the round brilliant cut when there are literally 108302840293 ways to cut a mf diamond like okay it's classic, sure, but that doesn't mean it looks good with every single design there is.

Vyn Richter

Now this, was the one design that pissed me off the most.

A little cliché, but beautiful, if not for the goddamn round brilliant cut that made it look like every other motherfucking flower-themed engagement ring you could find within two seconds on pinterest. Try it, i'm not shitting you. The base design pops up on the top two results. It pisses me off because it's giving tumblr 2014-2016, basic bitch trying to be quirky era with the round cut. Rosa's marrying into royalty, for fuck's sake, there should at least be some variety.

This design's saving grace:

Duchess cut (l), Spike cut (r). Right in the centre, maybe a little asymmetrical in positioning, with a silly lil tilt (like miss ariana's engagement ring), 100% would've improved it with the flowers to the side of the diamond. The cuts give off Vyn's vibe for some reason. I know he'd pick these to go with the ring's design and not the round brilliant cos he has taste. Also change one or two of the sidestones to teeny little emeralds, if Luke and Marius could add coloured gems to theirs, why not add some? Those little diamonds as leaves? swap them with marquise-cut emeralds. Adorable.

Lick Luke Pearce

Cutest motherfucking design. the sentiment, the symbolism, slay. The round brilliant cut?

Minute slay. Not even a half slay. A minute slay.

At this point it is well established that I am a round brilliant cut slanderer. As I should be. Like come on, look at the design, this is ADORABLE, yet the round cut ruined it. I also don't get what's going on to the side, but if we're going to make this a mock tension-traditional hybrid ring with the key to one side and whatever the hell it is on the other side, then we better do it right.

The Full Slay factor givers:

Asscher cut (l), hexagonal step cut (r). for the full slay. As an Asscher cut whore, I personally think tension-type mounts are uglee when paired with the round brilliant cut, but with these cuts and their pointy sides pointing upward and not to the side, they would give what they're supposed to be giving with Luke's tension type-looking design. Plus, they remind me of cute little clocks.

edit: just woke up, turns out i was delirious and luke's isn't actually a tension mount. The diamond cuts stay the same tho i think they'd look cute with the initial design

pt. 2 coming up with Marius and Artem because i have a lot more engagement ring slander up my sleeve.

[halcyoniawrites]

nxx + handwriting

(note: I'm fairly new to tumblr, came here after twt sold out to nft nonsense, so forgive me if the formatting here is terrible.)

my friends and I were recently talking about our handwriting and how we used to shape our letters as children, and since my brain is currently obsessed with tears of themis, I got to thinking about the nxx team's handwriting. quick note that these are all just my opinions and overthinking, certainly in the headcanon territory. and if there's anything canon about handwritings currently, my brain has forgotten it whoops anyhow,

--

rosa: neat print

- slightly curved, rounded letters; the letters every young lady was attempting to perfect back in middle school. neat, easy to read, absolute teacher's darling.

- the simplicity and organized nature of it all obscures the painful amount of time she spent trying to get it just right (though she herself rarely considers this when she marvels at the far more distinctive-looking letters of the other nxx members), as well as the insane effort that was trying to retain it when college lecturers would speak lightning-fast.

- uses shorthand at times to make up for it, but her handwriting. will. be. neat.

luke: chicken scratch

- everything's online anyway, he can type just fine, but luke never bothered to really sculpt his handwriting.

- his E's are just four sharp lines, W's and M's exactly how children are taught in kindergarten because, hey, if it's legible then who cares? (his teachers disagree. sometimes they would give up on trying to decipher his test answers and just assumed he was right because he's luke pearce.)

- rosa used to want to strangle him for his mysterious notes (detective tie, maybe?) when they would study together. they used her notes instead.

vyn: calligraphy-cursive

- forced to take handwriting lessons as a child due to his family's social standing, so his signature is absolutely beautiful. embellished cursive, can use fountain pens and studied calligraphy, the whole shebang.

- vyn admires the aesthetic of it all, but it's yet another reminder of his childhood, a sore spot. so he doesn't think much of it until rosa spends like a full ten minutes admiring his flowy, calligraphy-cursive handwriting.

- and then he is the smuggest smug who ever smugged.

- he hides it, of course, but he quietly leverages any potential opportunity to show his handwriting off to her. roses + instagrammable handwritten notes. bc he's a shameless opportunist (affectionate)

marius: ALL CAPITAL LETTERS!!!

- but only on vyn's exams, and solely because marius knows it annoys the hell out of him.

- otherwise, his handwriting is "normal." tilts a little to the right, letters mostly connected for efficiency. generally prefers typing because it's faster,

- though he has molded his signature to perfection. everything that he is is constantly on display, and he knows better than to take that lightly.

- sometimes he might play around with different writing styles, sharp or curved, angled differently, extra embellishments etc., just in case "z" might need them in the future

artem: mix of cursive and print (and the real reason I wanted to write this post)

- artem has beautiful, flowy handwriting, when he has the time to make it so. he's careful to make it all legible, and uses a print style when he wants to make things especially clear.

- artem enjoys manually writing! one of his skill materials is a lovely fountain pen!!

- but.

- despite always having been curious about different kinds of calligraphy, he never really got into it because he's just... not a creative person, and calligraphy is for creative people

- besides, it's not really functional, now is it? it sounds really interesting, don't get him wrong!! but it doesn't really make sense for artem to spend a lot of time on something that probably wouldn't amount to much, something that isn't for him. he's terrible at art, and calligraphy is an aspect of creative expression.

- or so he tells rosa when she asks about it, promptly shattering her heart into two

[husbando-collector-sanctuary]

I was 'meh' towards Vyn for a while.

I started off going after him, because he seemed to be the underdog compared to fan favorite Artem, but eventually wrote him off for Marius.

Vyn just felt overwhelmingly creepy to me.

Thanks to the few defense posts I've read on Tumblr, Vyn doesn't feel like a creepy psycho any more. I now wonder how he'd react to so many people finding him dangerous and suspicious. I bet he'd be sad.

Unfortunately, none of the defense posts shed any light on his cryptic dialogue, which makes it seem like he's talking to an evil overlord. Perhaps we'll get into Vyn working for a Hojo-type character later. But for now-

Instead of being a creepy psychopath, he just feels like an incredibly stressed out perfectionist. One that carries a heartbreaking past on his shoulders. He's probably extremely self-critical and bashes himself over the smallest mistakes.

Plus, the MC is naturally nice to him from the get-go. Her interactions with Vyn honestly feel much less toxic than her interactions with Marius.

I'm not saying all relationships have to start off with roses and rainbows, with both parties doting over each other all of the time. It's just that MC is a huge tsundere/kuudere towards Marius but is receptive to Vyn. Based on canon interactions, I'd say Vyn is one of the top two choices for her.

Thanks, Tumblr fandom, for helping me to see Vyn in a different light. Even pushing aside my dislike for the MC, I don't see Vyn as a creep any more.

[actualbird]

If Vyn lets his being a furry slip to the team I feel mc would absolutely be the first and most willing to share her own nerdy (anime) interests followed by Marius who teases Vyn before realising he probably needs some reassurance that his interests are Fine, so he pulls out his ridiculously long list of commissions for furries he's done because as fun as teasing Vyn is he's gotta make sure Vyn knows it's in good faith first.

How does Vyn get to know Luke's anime days? Mc and Luke absolutely had anime tumblr blogs or accounts on other social media that mc is completely unembarrassed about. Luke probably isn't embarrassed about it either but he also doesn't really take initiative to show his blog to the others unless Vyn really needs to know it and mc doesn't want to force him to give away something he might want to keep private so she decides to only show her blog. Except there's no way their blogs never interacted with one another and so, while looking through mc's many many posts:

Vyn, after reading a miles long rp post between mc's account and someone with sherlock in their account name: Luke that's you isn't it

Mc is just about to apologise a thousand times for sharing Luke's blog accidentally before he tells her it's fine and gives the team the go ahead to look through his blog too.

And after seeing how chill the rest of nxx is about nerdy interests Artem shares his own Star Trek days, offhandedly mentions his cosplay of Spock and is instantly bombarded with requests to see it. He tells the team to go back to work but the next Halloween when they're probably close enough to hold a party. He shows up in his fabled cosplay and the team goes WILD.

This sharing of nerd culture brings all of them closer together, but also just gave everyone ammo for everyone else. None of them ever hear the end of jokes relating to their respective interests, but of course it's all in good fun and doesn't go too far. Some of them probably get into the fandoms of the others. At some point all of them get into a common fandom and start scheduling meetups specifically for fandom business along with their actual important jobs.

🌌

irt nxx team locational coincidences: part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4.

hhhHHHH, MILKYWAYYYYY!! this genuinely just made me feel like pleading emoji the entire time i was reading, it's so sweet, so tender :((((

ive got nothing to add, you already made something wonderful, so i will just tell u Everything I Love About This

MARIUS IS A GOOD BEAN!!! yes hes an asshole but hes an asshole (affectionate) and the ribbing only comes after marius divulging his own "cringe" stuff and how cringe is shitty anyway, look at these fucking designs, vyn, furries are awesomely creative and are the best demographic to get commissions from OF ALL TIME.

sdkjbkjBKJKS YEAH, VYN CLOCKS IN LUKE FROM HIS URL. who tf else would have the url theadventuresofsherlukeholmes dot tumblr dot com (WHICH, I JUST CHECKED, IS NOT TAKEN. somebody go get it, bc i cant since ive hoarded enough tot urls HAHA)

sidenote: so curious as to what mc and luke were rp-ing, like, luke is obvi rp-ing sherlock, either from the og ACD or specific adaptations he likes, so i guess thatd mean mc is doing the same but rp-ing as watson. oh my god, their rp threads are just them doing johnlock across medias. LOSING MY MIND, i love them both so much, your honor.

YESSSSSSS ARTEM'S COSPLAY!!! i do a standing ovation, youre doing AMAZING, HONEY!!!!

im so emotional about all this :((( nerds coming together and having fun together //SOBS!!!

this is so fantastic, thank u for my life, milkyway!!!

[alstroemeriadissonance]

(1/3) I've read your recent Q&A post and would like to reassure you, that your vynrosa fics are awesome. Seeing more vynmarius requests I start thinking maybe it's because people just don't get used to the concept of actual love in fanfics. Most fanfics are still about either the process of falling in love, admitting and then confessing one's feelings to other person, or passion and sexual desire. And I'm not implying that both topics are bad at all! XD

*cue longwinded answer to this lol*

Thank you very much for this! Receiving something this well-thought out in my inbox really made my day (or week).

I mostly chalked up the uptick of vynmarius fic asks due to a relative lack of it at least in Tumblr (AO3 had quite a few).

Though, yeah, in Tumblr there is indeed the prevalent preference for the down and dirty (I do too, sometimes. Ahahahaah) and on the other side of the scale, the short fics/HCs that capture those sweet stages of falling in love. However I would attribute it more to the design (or limitation) of Tumblr; I've seen some great vynrosa fics in AO3 for instance.

Just to clarify--my main stuff will still be vynrosa! I'm just really fascinated with vynmarius because I have a thing for the (forbidden) teacher-student interaction and also, I like Vyn's and Marius's dynamic in game.

My vynmarius stuff also lets me write a different type of Vyn; the Vyn in vynrosa pieces is closest to the one we mostly see in game: elegant, amiable, caring, aggressive. On the flipside the Vyn in vynmarius pieces is more subdued, withdrawn, walled off--a literal object for the young, impulsive Marius to try to grab for himself and obtain. Playing with both Vyns just tickles my fancy.

And oh, the unhinge.

I'm really glad you like my stuff and that you notice my predilection for development especially for the vynrosa stuff. I just happen to get my jollies from writing the path from Point A to B so my stuff tends to be longwinded--I guess you could imagine how happy I am that there's at least one person who doesn't think I take too long or tend to meander about lol ^^;

Tears of Themis was my first otoge; prior to me testing this game blindly (I installed this game more for the Ace Attorney gameplay than the romance--I initially HATED the romance bit!) I wasn't really into otoge especially since the ones I've seen tended to have a wide roster of males, each of whom who cater to a specific trope. Not really my thing.

I remember going through the Visit interactions feeling really awkward (oh god do I really have to poke this dude? *poke poke* )

Eventually as the game progressed I was happy to be finally proven wrong: each Tears of Themis LI were deliciously layered and well written! Especially Vyn, oh my god Vyn. Nothing like a morally grey character to jumpstart my day.

As for your thoughts on Vyn's medieval aggressive flirting, YES he may totally do that--or he can take the unhinged route and sabotages the tournament in a most spectacular fashion so he and Rosa can ride off into the sunset.

Anyways thanks again for dropping this in my box ;__;

[dimayeon]

ɢʀᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢs, ᴄᴀᴅᴇᴛ!

hello! i am dima, the owner of this blog :D this blog is a writing and art blog (though it leans more into writing) for tears of themis!

be aware that there are some guidelines to follow if you choose to request, such as:

— i only accept up to two characters per headcanon/drabble request. you're free to request the same headcanon/drabble for different characters, though; this is to make requests bite-sized pieces for me (bc i do get overwhelmed ;;; u ;;;)

— you are welcome to request one-shots or even multi-chapter fics, however do know that i only accept them as suggestions, not requests. if it interests me, you're in luck. if it doesn't interest me, you ain't in luck. only times i'd take it as a request is if it's for a friend i personally know.

— this is a safe-for-work blog. while there will be borderline nsfw hints or even writing, i will not write full nsfw pieces or headcanons. generally makes me uncomfortable and i'm a minor, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it ain't my place to write it.

— if you need inquiries, please contact me through discord as tumblr's messaging system is very much buttcheeks. however, do shoot me an ask if you need my discord for anything <3

— i do matchups! please fill out the template below for matchups :D

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ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ!

tears of themis

artem

— overlapping vacation days • hc

— lip hugging 101 • hc

luke

— lip hugging 101 • hc

vyn

— lip hugging 101 • hc

marius

— taste of grandeur | part i. • multi-part

— priceless • drabble

— lip hugging 101 • hc

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— I.

— II.

— III.

ᴍɪsᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜs

anon list .///.

— nothing yet!

about me i guess!

i'm a huge fire emblem fan and tears of themis fan. i currently have 1,500 hours on my Switch for fire emblem: three houses alone ;;; u ;;; i have many problems. my favorites are artem, marius, and dimitri ;3 my least favorite characters are hilda, and bernadetta. and yes, i will fight TOOTH AND NAIL for my dislikes.

[aredhelevaltieri]

My Dearest Vynlorin, 

I write to you this day with a handsome request. I beg you to find any remnant of love you have for me and  I ask that you take that love born in despair, to answer my call now.

In truth, I fear for my life. It is only a matter of days before I am wiped from this earth. You are the only one that could keep my neck from feeling the cold steel of justice served against me due to wrongful affairs of the heart.

I need to see you.

Void Bless,

Aredhele

[actualbird]

Happy birthday, Zak! I hope you had a great day! I only realised just how late it is now dgdkgfg the day's almost over. I wasn't expecting a new chapter of shovel talk fic to come today, but I'm not complaining!

Starting strong with the angst I see. It would've been more surprising if Giann didn't end up with PTSD after all the shit he's been through. And unfortunately PTSD doesn't really care if you've returned to safety or not.

I cannot believe Luke would rather a vase be thrown at him than Vyn's muffins. How good are these muffins???? I wanna try one...

I love Luke's idea of improving security being turn a formerly-normal room into something fit for a top quality near-unbreakable secret base. The tranquiliser dart in particular got me. Luke this is a hospital room cgxgjdgj

I see Giann has realised the duality of Luke now. It really is such an interesting aspect of him.

I really wonder how long the title Luke calls Giann would get if he didn't tell Luke to relax. My mind is just conjuring comically long titles that take nearly a full minute to finish.

Oh, nice Lost Gold reference! Extremely cute scenario too, of course Marius would do that. Man, Luke thinking about Marius' hands being important since he's an artist makes me melt a little. It's only a few moments before Luke realised he was in love, but he's still thinking about the little things like that. I don't know, it's just nice.

When I read this I did not expect to get smacked in the face with character traits that resonate with me xjgckhc but I really feel Luke on this one. Asking for help is so damn difficult, how do people do it?

FGKDIFGOC LUKE NOOO GIANN'S HAD ENOUGH FROM VYN AHAHAH!!! At this point I just anticipate the jokes, I can't wait to see how Artem shoots himself in the foot too. Poor Giann, the vagueness of all the jokes honestly probably makes it worse.

As always, I loved this chapter and by extension the character analysis that comes with this fic. There's something about seeing character analysis in the form of a fic that hits different from a regular one, though both are excellent and I'll gladly read any character analysis. Again, happy birthday and thank you so much for this chapter! I look forward to seeing what happens next! On an unrelated note, would you prefer I send fic comments on Tumblr or ao3 in the future? Now that I've sent a few on ao3 I've found that I don't mind either platform, so I'm fine with whichever you're more comfortable with!

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MILKYYYWAAYYYYYY :DDDDDDD!!! nice to see u again!!! i say this as if i havent been constantly rereading ur recent comments on ao3 while the ask was closed, but still sjfgsvdj

thank u for the bday wishes! and thank you for reading ch3 of "standard operating procedure (x4 speedrun)" ヽ(´∇｀)ﾉ

i was super excited about this chapter and quite happy w how it turned out so hrHGRHHH THIS COMMENT!! AN ABSOLUTE TREAT FOR MY SOUL!!!!

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making characters go "no! my brain having trauma responses/mental health issues doesnt make sense! so i simply will not look at it! because TOTALLY a sensible reaction" is my guilty catharsis pleasure in fic jahsvkfhjasvkfa

luke Values Good Snacks!!! and vyn's muffins are the GOODEST. i didnt mention what kind of muffins they were in the fic, but post-fic-humously, i decree them as pistachio w choco chips. not overwhelmingly sweet and the nuts add a rlly nice texture that adds more nuance to the total muffin mouthfeel experience

i adore luke so much but YEA HES SO ?????? like, i think we, as the audience, r desensitized cuz we've been w him for so long. but i rmr when i first played thru That Scene in perso story 2 and Those Scenes in lost gold, i was like HOLY......FUCK.......WHAT?? tried my best to channel tht into giann

and also didnt have to try at all to make luke a hopeless bumbling rambler. just occurred to me that among the boys, i make luke and artem the bumbling ramblers, but luke is the one who goes into long loooong kilometric run-on sentences and loses track of what he originally says, meanwhile artem starts sentences. stops them. starts another. Oh God, Hes Fucking Up, Isnt He? He's GETTING A BAD GRADE AT TALKING!!!

the whole "marius fucks up chopping wood" during lost gold scenario was actually a fic idea i wanted to fully write waaaaaayyy back when lost gold was still running!! i never got around to it, but im glad i was able to use it here. it was wholly bcuz that whole resource collection thing put marius as 2nd most proficient at collecting wood and i read that to mean as "oh his pre-installed inferiority complex aint gonna do so well w that! lemme make it tender romantic" dgjhdvgks

luke: it's hard to ask for help me, the person writing this and making him say that: damn me too

tho jhvkJGVJH while that was 50% projecting (IT'S FUN IT'S FREE ) it is just another one of luke's many quirks in canon that make me wanna strangle him and hug him. so much of his lying is cuz hes scared, he doesnt wanna ask for help, he wants to keep ppl happy by keeping his bright and invincible sunshine boy image untarnished by things like fear and guilt and sadness. but hes trying to be better in spite of all of those, and that matters. and giann, right now, needs to see admitting pain matters

on the "sir" joke: luke, if giann hadnt stopped his nervous ramble, wouldve totally accidentally let it slip that it actually is a sex thing. tho his answer as it is in the fic is vague enough to NOT be construed like that, but alas, giann got his mind primed by vyn. so now giann is hypervigilant over anything that can be even ADJACENT-LY a sex reference. thanks a lot VYN....

deadass, this fic didnt start out w me wanting to make each chapter a mini-analysis microcosm of issues of respective-nxx-polycule-member contrasted w giann's own worries and anxieties, but then it just started happening and i went w the flow. and im glad i did! it's a lot of fun :DDD

and as for where to comment, i dont mind whether it's ao3 or here either!! ive started tagging comments i get via asks so i dont lose them, so whichever channel strikes ur fancy is no problem for me :D

all in all, hhGHGRHRGHH, THANK U SO MUCH FOR THIS LOVELY COMMENT!!!!! im rlly glad u enjoyed this chapter huhu 🥺

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how does tumblr work sksksksks if I'm doing something wrong pls inform me

Hi!!! I would just like to say how much I loved your Artem and Vyn analysis. This also helped me realize how much I kinned the both of them, lol.

I wonder what would happen if Artem just came clean to Vyn and asked for a mental diagnosis (he probably needs one). We get crying and venting Artem (I would pay for that shii) and Vyn seeing that Artem isn't perfect in a way that doesn't belittle Artem or make Vyn superior. I'd like to see how Vyn would react if Artem did this; would it change their work dynamic, would it change how Vyn saw himself? Tbh I'm not too familiar with Vyn to say this hahaha

This is also a 1/4 request, what would you think it would look like if Artem did ask for a diagnosis? If you vibe with this req I'll let you do anything to it hahaha. I hope you're having a nice day. Stay safe, one of my favorite ToT enthusiasts :)

hello!!! wahh, im glad you enjoyed my vyn and artem analysis :D

this ask is interesting because personally, i dont think artem would go to vyn for mental health services (either a diagnosis, therapy, prescriptions, any of em). this is primarily because of what i mentioned in the analysis itself that like, artem sees vyn as a symbol somebody he wants to be but is failing to achieve.

being vulnerable in the face of that...i dont think artem would do that willingly. if it happened, some kind of outside circumstance would have to push him into that situation.

if that situation does happen, ur right, vyn will not take on the offensive because at his heart, hes a doctor and artem is somebody who is in pain. he will help in any way he can and later wonder if how he holds his own image (the image of perfection and control) had somehow, even tangentially, contributed to artem's distress

if vyn comes to the conclusion that yes, he did somehow contribute to this one way or another, itd be a wake up call for vyn irt how being "perfect" can make people around him look down upon themselves (this was discussed in this response as well irt to how mc feels inadequate sometimes with vyn)

on the flipside, even if theyre friends already and care about each other, i still dont think artem would go to vyn but for a different reason. because once artem cares about somebody, he wants to be seen by them as this almost impossible balance of Super Reliable but also Not Perfect but also Correct In Every Way but also I'm Just Some Guy. there goes artem once again with the contradictions that drive him nuts.

that being said, i actuall wrote a fanfic where artem goes to (non-vyn) therapy!!! it's called "designed to send mixed signals, one image made up of different pixels" and jus click the link to go check it out hehe

in that fic, artem is quite close with all members of the nxx team, vyn included. he cares about all of them so much and he wants to be a good (i.e. correctly functioning) human being for them, and because of that, he wants to seek help outside of the team so they dont see how hes "incorrect" and also so that he can work on becoming better for them.

and as for a diagnosis, this is purely just my own hc + me projecting VERY HARD i dont even try to justify it into my interpretation of artem's character, this is self indulgence = i think artem wing is bipolar with a history of depression and anxiety.

thats is the diagnosis i work on in the above linked fic and my rationale is this:

artem is somebody rooted in logic. i see him valuing cause and effect, rational outcomes, reasonable emotions, analysis and studying something to make it make sense and find the answer. this is a lot of how i am as a person as well, i like to tackle everything from the vantage points of logic because logic is constant

the nature of bipolar disorder (irt how i experience it it) is being in flux

upswings and downswings can happen either because of a cause but it's more often in my experience that it happens for no reason. my psychiatrist explained it to me like "the circumstances are not changing but your brain has difficulty regulating mood aligned with it." this is hell for me. sometimes theres no cause, oftentimes my brain is irrational and unreasonable, and no matter how much i pick it apart, making it "make sense" doesnt solve the problem

because life isnt sposed to work like that in the first place. life isnt a set of problems and solutions and so much of it is chaotic and you cannot live your life as a case study or else you will suffer for it.

so, to me, artem is bipolar cuz 1) itd clash with his unhealthy system of looking at himself and his life for a long time and thus cause him pain but then as he grows he will learn to manage it while also adopting a healthier view of who he is and how he lives. and 2) i get to project onto fictional characters....as a treat :')

uhhh i hope this response answered some of ur questions? i think i may have gone off topic in some parts kjsdfbd