#luke pearce

[seven-tastic]

[solacestea]

[khickuwa]

dissolution.

[actualbird]

tears of themis was cooking when they made luke pearce like. absolutely insane character. he looks like the most generic anime style boy ever and then you read his stories and then it's like wow. hes dying, hes a liar, hes a hypocrite, hes got a heart too big for his ribcage, hes self-destructive and self-sabotages his own joy, hes got PTSD and likely many other mental disorders, hes a knight, hes a dog, hes a soldier, he needs to read "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver, hes obsessed with the past, hes afraid of the future, hes taking illegal drugs, hes a sword, hes a shield, hes a loaded gun, hes a litany of agony, hes a love letter to life itself. blorbo of all time for me. specialest guy in the world.

[nxx-hq]

idk what this card is about but are you guys seeing what im seeing

[rhenuvee]

"Whatever You Say, Handsome" [TOT x reader]

A/N: Saying "whatever you say, handsome" to everything he says to see his reaction

Includes: Luke Pearce, Artem Wing, Vyn Richter, Marius Von Hagen

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Artem Wing: He is blushing madly after you say it.

"There was a problem reported at work. I have to go now, but I promise I'll be back in time for our date." He gives you a peck on your lips and is about to leave, when-

"Whatever you say, handsome." He does a double take, and your man- who supposedly is strong, comes crumbling over your words. He has to clear his throat, wipe his sweat, just to compose himself again. Was this real? Artem carefully turns to you, seeing you have a lovestruck gaze. With how exaggerated your expression looks, he's sure it's a prank or something. However, even after all this he ends up tripping over himself.

"T-That's okay with you, right?" He asks, almost failing to look you in the eye. You approach him, and hook your arms around his.

"Mhm, of course, handsome." You repeat. He sighs with a defeated smile, but he doesn't mind. He watched as you giggle, both of you knowing of your antics working.

"You are trouble, my love." He says, nuzzling his nose into yours. You share one last kiss before he leaves.

Marius Von Hagen: He's teasing you right back.

"Whatever you say, handsome." Something seems to click inside his head the second he hears your special words. You watch as Marius turns towards you with a smirk, cocking his head playfully with a bit of dramatic flair.

"Oh, me~?" He asks with a comically sweet tone, pointing at himself. You start to sport your own smirk when you see him drop what he was doing to walk towards you. "Whatever I say?"

He repeats your words, locking his gaze with yours as you nod cheekily.

"Well, if my gorgeous partner says so. I guess I can't help but indulge in their desires." With those words, he's instantly cupping your cheeks and kissing you fervently. Your conversation was not even about affection, and yet he finds a way to love you even further.

You wanted to tease him for once, but he always seems to find a way to get you back- how the tables turn. It backfired for you, but at least you got your enjoyment for a little while. What he won't let you know is how hard he had to try not to blush at you calling him handsome.

Luke Pearce: He is confused, but thinks it's normal so he goes along with it.

"I think you should get it. It looks nice." Luke says this casually as you both talk about random things while doing your own thing. Right now you were discussing about the cute accessory you saw the other day.

"Whatever you say, handsome~" You wait for his reaction. He blinks, staring at you for a few seconds, having you in anticipation. You see a faint stammer, with a slight flush of pink on his cheeks. But is quickly replaced by his signature smile.

"Okay, darling. I'm know it'll look amazing on you." He gives you a kiss on the cheek then goes back to what he was doing. You are baffled- baffled that he didn't even sputter at your sudden pet name. It doesn't seem to phase him that much. Hm..? They're calling me handsome, how nice, is probably what he's thinking. But you want to try again, so-

"If you say so, handsome." You coo, leaning more towards him.

"I do say so, my angel." He says sweetly, letting you nuzzle in closer to him. It's at this point where it's your turn to cave, becoming a blushing mess after the flurry of compliments and pet names.

Luke laughs at your playful scolding of him, both at his lack of reaction and countering your pet name by making you flustered instead. He explains, saying he thought calling each other sweet names were a normal thing, since you've been together for a while now.

You huff, but can't find it in yourself to be mad at him- especially not after he called you pet names that are sure to leave you melting. If there's one thing you're sure of is how secure you both are in your relationship.

Vyn Richter: He is not indulging your antics.

"Hm, I believe we're due for a trip to the grocery store. The fridge is becoming empty." Vyn remarks as he scans the refrigerator and sees missing essentials. "How about we go later tonight?"

"Mhm, whatever you say handsome."

"Looks like we'll need more seasoning too..." He says, while looking through the pantry next. He doesn't seem to be paying attention to your responses.

"The cookies you like, they're out too."

"Whatever you say, handsome."

"And we'll need vegetables for the soup-"

"Vyn Richter!"

"...Yes?" You hate how cute he looks even when he's examining the vegetable compartment while you're slightly frustrated at him. You march your way towards him, hoping to convey your message to your stoic partner.

"Vyn, how come you respond when I say your full name but not when I call you handsome?" You pout, which does not go unnoticed by him. "Can't you at least be a little flustered?"

Your beloved only smiles, rounding the corner of the kitchen island to walk to you. You realize he's coming closer than you anticipated, eyes going wide when his hands start to snake around your form.

"There are other ways to be flustered, my dear." He says in the softest whisper. Your cheeks go warm when he suddenly cups your jaw, looking fondly at you. He gives you a sweet kiss on your forehead, then promptly walks off, leaving you the flustered mess.

Sometimes, you hate that he's one step ahead.

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[laciefuyu]

[CN Server Spoilers] 「NXX -ISLAND SUSPENSE」 Event SSR

[chalkscene]

tears of themis ⇢ YOU DECIDE TO SLEEP ON THE COUCH AFTER AN ARGUMENT

ft. luke pearce, artem wing, marius von hagen & vyn richter

you’re shifting restlessly on the couch when you catch your LUKE alarm keychain—handmade by luke himself—peeking from behind the armrest, “luke says he’s sorry.” you can’t help but smile at the sound of luke faking a small voice and whatever rage that filled you from your argument hours ago has now dissipated, endeared by the sweet gesture. “you’re gonna set off that alarm by accident,” you quip, the lightness in your tone encouraging luke to come into view. “you’re not mad anymore?” he asks, cautious yet hopeful. all his years of training and building a hard exterior to be a detective have nothing on you because in the warmth behind his hazel eyes that only you can bring out, you still find the boy you grew up with. the boy you’ve always loved. “i can’t stay mad at you,” you admit, on the brink of tears, “luke, i’m really sorry…” luke is quick to bring you in his arms, declining your apology because that’s what he does—he’ll blame everything before he’ll blame you. you’re unable to hold back a sob, prompting him to hold you tighter before he whispers in your ear, “let’s not do this again, okay?”

ARTEM is going over a recent case when he realizes it’s almost midnight. he’s usually one to pull an all-nighter but gnawing at the back of his mind is the argument he had with you today—you two haven’t spoken to each other since. after having decided to put off his work until tomorrow, he walks out of his home office to join you in bed but he finds you in the living room instead, your pillows and blanket already set up on the sofa. he can tell you’re aware of his presence from the way you’re deliberately not looking in his direction. still, he attempts to catch your attention with a soft call of your name. when you don’t reply, he carefully crosses the distance between the two of you. “we can’t fix this if you won’t talk to me,” he pleads. artem’s convinced his words have fallen on deaf ears until you finally speak, “i just don’t want to say the wrong thing again.” artem understands, thinking back to what started as a simple disagreement escalating into something it shouldn’t have and before you could stop it, you were both raising your voices at each other, saying things you didn’t mean. “i’m sorry about everything i said,” your voice sounds weak as it quivers and artem immediately wraps you in his embrace. “me too,” he tells you, “we can talk tomorrow. just come to bed.” when you nod into his chest, he presses a reassuring kiss at top of your head as he promises, “we’re alright.”

as MARIUS waits for you in bed, anxiety slowly eats away at him, the argument he had with you hours ago replaying in his mind. you should’ve walked in by now, he thinks, so he waits a few more minutes before getting on his feet and makes his way downstairs. he’s rehearsing his apology, muttering to himself to test the words on his tongue but it all flies out the window when he finds you asleep on the sofa. ridden with guilt, he decides to save his sorry’s for tomorrow when you’re both lucid for a proper conversation. marius is careful not to wake you up—gently slipping an arm beneath your head and looping the other under your knees to carry you to the bedroom. he’s tucking you in bed when you begin to stir awake. “sorry,” you hear him whisper, “didn’t mean to wake you up.” “what time is it?” you ask groggily, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “it’s late. go back to sleep.” he places a tender kiss on your forehead to lull you to your slumber before he shifts you on your side, his chest against your back as he slides an arm across your torso. “sweet dreams,” he mutters and you feel his breath on the nape of your neck. “marius?” “hm?” “i’m sorry about earlier…” “that’s my line, miss,” he quips, albeit sincerely. he gives your body a gentle squeeze as he pulls you flush against him. “i’m sorry, too,” he replies, “i never want you to go to sleep upset.”

you’re getting settled on the couch when you hear VYN clear his throat as he carefully places a fresh cup of tea on the table in front of you. “chamomile tea,” he states, “it will help you sleep better.” there’s the slightest caution in his voice but it’s enough to tell you what the tea is for—peace offering after your heated disagreement earlier. “thank you,” you mumble, gradually feeling the guilt bubbling in your chest, “you’re using reverse psychology on me, aren’t you?” there’s no bite in your tone but vyn’s eyes still widen at the accusation. “n-no,” he stutters and a giggle involuntarily escapes you, to vyn’s surprise. “i’m joking.” when you notice his body language go lax, you slowly reach for his hand. “and i’m sorry for the things i said to you,” you tell him, “i didn’t mean it.” “i know.” a soft smile curls on his lips as he interlocks your fingers together, “so am i.” you stay quiet for a moment, basking in his touch that you missed terribly before he speaks again. “if you still wish to be alone tonight, i don’t mind staying here.” you fight the urge to roll your eyes, aware of the fact that this is just him assessing your boundaries—vyn does mind and you know that—so you shoot him a dubious look instead to which he responds with a sheepish smile. “i suppose you’ve changed your mind?” you actually give him an eye roll this time. “you know you had me at chamomile.”

[carameatea]

Where the Heart Belongs

[lilydally]

It's Trick or Treat time! 🧹🦇

[12am-motivation]

"Do not be a bad influence on the newborn." BQJWNCNJABD

[seven-tastic]

lukerosa arts (SHOCKING I KNOW)

[dollielament]

Sagittarius Birthdays🎉🎉🎉🎉

this was fun to make, I’ll be doing one for each sign ^_^

Characters Used (from top left to down)

Vincent Casper - The Princess in the Mirror

Dia Akedia - Court of Darkness

Jude Jazza - Ikemen Villains

Solomon - Obey Me

Shingen Takeda - Ikemen Sengoku

Luke - Darling Pet

Byron Wagner - Midnight Cinderella

Adolphe - Virche Evermore

Shin - Amnesia

Roger Barrel - Ikemen Villains

Idia Shroud - Twisted Wonderland

Kirigakure Hotaru - Samurai Love Ballad Party

Tyril I Lister - Even if Tempest

Luke Pearce - Tears of Themis

Rook Hunt - Twisted Wonderland

Takeda Shingen - Samurai Love Ballad Party

Harr Silver - Ikemen Revolution

[khickuwa]

🙈

[actualbird]

"The world should have protected you, but instead you have been asked to protect it. What an honor; what an injustice."

[revasserium]

nxx #1 - waking up with you

artem.

you wake up to find him watching you, the summer sky of his eyes fixed on you as you smile and yawn and curl closer. “sleep well?” he asks, his voice still husky and rough, the silk and gravel of a jazz singer in a smoke-filled bar, delicious and intoxicating. he asks you about your dreams, traces soft, abstract lines into the bare skin of your waist, smiles at the way you get shy when you realize what a mess your hair is, tugs you back when you try to pull away from him to straighten it out — he says, “no… let be it,” he says, “it looks good like this… just like this…”, he says, “sometimes… i think i’m still dreaming when i wake up next to you,”, he says, “look at me…” and he smiles, cups your cheek, holds you still as you stare back at him, searching his eyes only to find love and love and love.

luke.

you wake up to find him watching you, though he’s still clearly barely awake himself — there’s a shy, lazy grin caught on his lips and he slips over to slip his arm around your waist to pull you closer, nuzzle into your cheek if only to make you laugh. “hey! what’s so funny?” he asks, a pout already pressed between his lips, his eyes drawn large and puppy-like, but you smile and shake your head, tell him that it’s nothing, kiss the tip of his nose just to see him blush before he dives on top of you, pinning you beneath him with a bright laugh, “ah, so that’s how you wanna play?” he says, his honeycomb hair falling to frame his face and you — you stare up at him, breathless. he has the decency to blush again before collapsing at your side and tugging you closer, “mm… it’s too early for that, isn’t it?” he asks, looping his arm around your middle and pulling you close, “let’s sleep in for just a bit longer, hm?”

vyn.

you wake up to find him watching you, his cheek propped up on the heel of his hand, his eyes like twin stars, bright and burning and inquisitive, “ah… good morning, my sleeping beauty,” he says, smiling as you bury your face in your pillow to stifle a yawn, feeling you cheeks heat at the thought of him watching you sleep for god knows how long and — were you drooling? he laughs as you peer up at him over the top of your pillow, your hair a birds nest sitting atop your head — he reaches out to muss it up even more, a fond smile gracing his lips as he leans in. he kisses both your eyelids before pulling back, “good dreams, i hope? you were smiling a lot so…” he cocks his head to watch you, ever the scientist as you are ever the butterfly, pinned to the cushion beneath him. “s-something like that…” you say, averting your eyes as you try not to recall the details of your less-than-kosher dream of him, but he only leans in, his smile widening slightly as he pulls you closer, “mm… tell me about it… and maybe… we’ll be able to make some of those dreams come true, hm?”

marius.

you wake up to find him asleep — or so you think, but the grin on his lips tells you otherwise, and when you try to pull away, a pair of arms reaches out to tug you back against his warm chest, his hold on you tight and steady as you feel him nosing into the back of your neck, “ah… jiejie… how mean — trying to leave me before i wake up…” you laugh to yourself before flipping over to meet his dazzling, gemstone gaze, pursing your lips as you take him in, “if you were asleep, how’d you know i was trying to leave?” you ask, but he only crinkles his nose and leans in to bury his face in the crook of your neck, whining even as you feel him smirk against your skin — “so mean, jiejie… bullying me on a weekend morning… after everything that happened last night…” you feel yourself go hot at his words, thinking back to last night — to the heat and friction, to the give and take. you swallow as he chuckles, pulling back to pin you with those saturday night eyes of his — “don’t you think you owe me just a little, hm?” he asks, pulling you beneath him and pinning you there, “didn’t you promise you’d make me feel good too?” and you can barely nod before he’s grazing his lips along the bare skin of your shoulder, letting out a soft, wanton moan, “so… how about we start… right now?”

tot MARIUS reqs are officially open u__u