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I'm keeping this blog 16+ rated. I know the game is skirting the 18+ margin, but until it gets there, no NSFT content will be on here. I may put Suggestive material under a read more, if I find it necessary. This is partially for my own comfort and partially because I do not think I can deliver spicy content up to par with my other writings. (I'm asexual and simply don't take much interest in that type of content, so I don't think I can write it well.)
This blog is NOT spoiler free! I am caught up on all episodes on the WW server (just finished episode 10). In light of the fact that the newer episodes are difficult to clear for F2P players, I will put warnings at the top of any response that spoils content from episodes 6 or later, and I will put a read more for any spoilers from episodes 8 onward.
Rule 2 may be edited over time, as the game continues to release more content.
Please specify which character you want in your request! For headcanons, if no names are provided, I'll do the main four boys. For fics, I'll have to ask you... which is harder when people ask things on anon!
Side character content is headcanon only. (Sorry, Darius fans.)
I can do shipping requests of the characters! Just... no incest, and no adults with minors. Shoo.
Please be patient and polite. I'm a real-life Rosa kinnie, which means I work too much and rest too little. ^^; Being an adult is hard, and this blog is a passion project! I'm happy to do it, but sometimes life gets in the way.
That should cover it! Thank you, and may Themis light your path.
I may be stupid but did we add an extra syllable to giannovyn?? Like there's giann and vyn but where the no come from. Actually thats funny in my head now, giann-no-vyn rip giann no vyn for uuuuu
Anyways imagine marius finding out about both giannovyn and criaustin. Like im so sorry dude your whole family queer AND have shit choices in men (in his opinion)
OH idk where the "o" came either, you'll have to ask giann and vyn that question personally because "giannovyn" comes from the COMPLETELY CANON name of vyn's mental health research center
giann and vyn were the ones who named it that, ask THEM why they added an extra syllable to their ship name KBJKSDBF
also im crying marius would be AGHAST AT BOTH OF THEM LMAOOOO. like happy pride but could you guys have better taste in men??? sobbing
All my weekends have been slammed, which is usually my only down time. (I've been meaning to visit my family for like 3 months now...) Might try to tackle some prompts while I travel for work later this month. Thanks for your patience. ;u;
Artem and Rosa chatting over coffee BECAUSE they're pulling an all nighter again?
The whirring of the coffeemaker felt exceptionally loud in the otherwise quiet office.
Rosa didn't want to waste any resources or time by making a full pot of coffee, so she had defaulted to heating up a pod. However, she forgot how loud the machine was when heating up a single pod, and she lifted a finger to her lips to give a whispered "shush."
She wasn't worried about disturbing anyone at this hour, as she was fairly confident that she was the only one still at the Themis office at 11:52 PM, but the jarring buzzing noise and now the echoing plops of coffee falling into her mug were a bit too eerie for her liking amidst the silence.
"At this hour, I would recommend not adding as much vanilla syrup as you usually do. Can I grab you a sugar?"
"Eeeek!"
The unexpected voice caught Rosa entirely off guard. She whirled around, one hand clutching her chest, only to find herself face to face with what was now an equally startled Artem.
"Sorry. I wasn't... trying to judge your coffee habits."
"N-no, that's not..." Rosa exhaled sharply, willing her heartbeat to return to a normal rhythm. "Please don't sneak up on me at this hour, Mr. Wing," she managed to sigh out at last. She was still audibly panting, but she tried to act as nonchalant as possible as she grabbed her mug and stepped to the side. "One sugar sounds great. Thank you."
Rosa practiced some deep breathing while Artem fetched two sugar packets. "I wouldn't recommend both at this hour, but I do know you have a sweet tooth, so..." His voice trailed off, and he instead punctuated his sentence by handing her the packets.
"Thank you." Rosa accepted them and dipped her head politely. "Um... you aren't going to chastise me for drinking coffee at this hour?" She was admittedly surprised to find him being supportive, although she couldn't help but think he was concealing his disappointment in her.
"Well, I certainly don't agree with it," Artem admitted. "But if I were to criticize you..." A small smile cracked at the corners of his lips.
"Then that would make me a hypocrite."
Artem placed his own mug underneath the machine and added a fresh pod. As the coffee began brewing, he turned to Rosa with a more neutral, but slightly curious, expression. "Do you expect to be here for a while tonight?"
Rosa sighed and leaned against the pantry counter top, drumming her fingers against the surface in a bit of frustration. "Yeah. Hopefully not all night, but at least another hour or two. Did I tell you about the acquisition deal I've been working on?" When Artem gave an affirmative nod, she continued. "Well, it turns out their accounting methods and records were alarmingly inaccurate. Now we have to rework the working capital calculations, and it's possible that the company we're acquiring doesn't have that minimum threshold in their treasury. Now our client wants to entirely rework that aspect of the purchase agreement to protect themselves from any losses we may incur, and I don't blame them. The problem is that the other company doesn't want to own up to their mistakes, and their counsel is more or less enabling their bad behavior." She slumped against the counter top with a heavy sigh. "Which means I'm spending all night going over the absurd revisions that opposing counsel made to our latest draft of the purchase agreement... and I probably have to reject most of them! Oh, and here's another kicker. We're inheriting some employees that work remotely from outside Stellis, so we have to make sure that their employment agreements don't contain any weird wrinkles we need to know about. Some of the foreign laws just don't have analogous laws in Stellis, and vice versa. The price of growth, I suppose...."
Just how long had Artem been standing there, watching her, while stirring the very-clearly-finished cup of coffee in his hands?
"Oh my gosh! I've been talking your ear off! I haven't let you get a word in! I'm so sorry, Mr. Wing!" Rosa bolted upright and dusted herself off before bowing apologetically.
Artem raised a hand to stop her and shook his head. "No need to apologize," he tried to assure her. Was it her imagination, or did he sound a bit flustered? "I quite like listening."
Rosa was a little surprised by that statement. "Really? Even though it's all..." Whiny? Complaining? Work-related? What was she most embarrassed about, actually? "You must have enough on your plate," she finished at last, before nervously beginning to twirl a loose curl around her finger. "Please rest assured that I have this under control!"
"I know you do."
Was it her imagination, or did he sound a bit tender?
'Oh, no. It's only midnight, and I'm already delirious.'
"I like hearing you talk," Artem said simply. How could he say something so ridiculous with such a straight face? "I know that I've dragged you out of your comfort zone with criminal cases," he went on. "To hear you speak so passionately about the work you prefer to do, about economic and corporate matters, is quite refreshing." He wrapped his long, slender fingers carefully around his mug, as if wanting to ensure he could capture the entire circumference in his hands. "Your passion is warm. It's admirable."
"A-anyway, what brings you here at this hour, Mr. Wing?" Why did she say that? He was already here and stayed late, obviously. Why didn't she phrase her question that way? Now he was going to think she was dumb!
If Artem found her question bizarre, he gave no indication whatsoever. "I was supposed to depose a witness next week, but the deposition was moved up due to scheduling conflicts." He paused to take a sip of his coffee, then he glanced over Rosa's face with a knowing expression. "Opposing counsel asked if I would prefer to push it back an extra week, but I declined."
Her emotions must have been easy to read. Her first thought had naturally been, 'Opposing counsel is a real jerk to cut your preparation time instead of extending it!' Rosa opened her mouth to inquire as to why Artem agreed to move the deposition date up, but as she looked up at Artem's face, realization struck her. She lowered her gaze and simply nodded.
"Your client is anxious, and you didn't want to incur further delays. Otherwise that anxiety would only continue to grow."
Artem's expressions tended to be calm, cool, and perhaps even stoic or cold. The way he carried himself emitted an air of confidence and calculation, as if he were prepared for anything and everything, and as if nothing could ever faze him.
But Artem wasn't just a legal robot. Rosa saw the emotion hidden in his azure eyes. Once you cracked the surface of the lake, the depths of those blues contained compassion, sympathy, concern, determination, sorrow, and an overwhelming dedication to justice.
Artem was the type of person who would inconvenience himself in order to ease someone else's burdens.
"Don't forget to take care of yourself too, you know."
Artem blinked in what was probably the most outward expression of surprise that he had ever shown at the office. "Pardon?"
"You can't take care of others if you don't take care of yourself first." Rosa shrugged as if that were the most obvious fact in the world, and then she turned to head back to her desk.
"Wise words," Artem murmured, and he stopped next to her desk as she sat down. "I wonder where you heard such advice."
Rosa tilted her head to the side in confusion. Artem tended to be straightforward, but she couldn't help but feel as though another layer of meaning laid beneath those words.
The twinkle in his eyes gave her the answer.
"Well, don't give people advice that you won't follow, Mr. Wing!" Rosa folded her arms over her chest in a huff. When had he become so bold as to tease her like this?
"I think the same principle applies to you," he responded simply. "You do have a tendency to avoid asking others for help."
Rosa aggressively lifted her mug to her face, hoping to conceal the fiery blush spreading across her cheeks. "I just don't want t--"
A coughing fit broke off her sentence as coffee went down her windpipe.
"C-can I get you some water?!"
"N-no!" Cough. "I'm!" Another cough. "Fine!" She wasn't convincing him at this rate.
But Rosa trusted him to keep this intimate, somewhat embarrassing moment of the midnight hour as a secret. She just prayed the moon could do the same.
Artem and Rosa chatting over coffee BECAUSE they're pulling an all nighter again?
The whirring of the coffeemaker felt exceptionally loud in the otherwise quiet office.
Rosa didn't want to waste any resources or time by making a full pot of coffee, so she had defaulted to heating up a pod. However, she forgot how loud the machine was when heating up a single pod, and she lifted a finger to her lips to give a whispered "shush."
She wasn't worried about disturbing anyone at this hour, as she was fairly confident that she was the only one still at the Themis office at 11:52 PM, but the jarring buzzing noise and now the echoing plops of coffee falling into her mug were a bit too eerie for her liking amidst the silence.
"At this hour, I would recommend not adding as much vanilla syrup as you usually do. Can I grab you a sugar?"
"Eeeek!"
The unexpected voice caught Rosa entirely off guard. She whirled around, one hand clutching her chest, only to find herself face to face with what was now an equally startled Artem.
"Sorry. I wasn't... trying to judge your coffee habits."
"N-no, that's not..." Rosa exhaled sharply, willing her heartbeat to return to a normal rhythm. "Please don't sneak up on me at this hour, Mr. Wing," she managed to sigh out at last. She was still audibly panting, but she tried to act as nonchalant as possible as she grabbed her mug and stepped to the side. "One sugar sounds great. Thank you."
Rosa practiced some deep breathing while Artem fetched two sugar packets. "I wouldn't recommend both at this hour, but I do know you have a sweet tooth, so..." His voice trailed off, and he instead punctuated his sentence by handing her the packets.
"Thank you." Rosa accepted them and dipped her head politely. "Um... you aren't going to chastise me for drinking coffee at this hour?" She was admittedly surprised to find him being supportive, although she couldn't help but think he was concealing his disappointment in her.
"Well, I certainly don't agree with it," Artem admitted. "But if I were to criticize you..." A small smile cracked at the corners of his lips.
"Then that would make me a hypocrite."
Artem placed his own mug underneath the machine and added a fresh pod. As the coffee began brewing, he turned to Rosa with a more neutral, but slightly curious, expression. "Do you expect to be here for a while tonight?"
Rosa sighed and leaned against the pantry counter top, drumming her fingers against the surface in a bit of frustration. "Yeah. Hopefully not all night, but at least another hour or two. Did I tell you about the acquisition deal I've been working on?" When Artem gave an affirmative nod, she continued. "Well, it turns out their accounting methods and records were alarmingly inaccurate. Now we have to rework the working capital calculations, and it's possible that the company we're acquiring doesn't have that minimum threshold in their treasury. Now our client wants to entirely rework that aspect of the purchase agreement to protect themselves from any losses we may incur, and I don't blame them. The problem is that the other company doesn't want to own up to their mistakes, and their counsel is more or less enabling their bad behavior." She slumped against the counter top with a heavy sigh. "Which means I'm spending all night going over the absurd revisions that opposing counsel made to our latest draft of the purchase agreement... and I probably have to reject most of them! Oh, and here's another kicker. We're inheriting some employees that work remotely from outside Stellis, so we have to make sure that their employment agreements don't contain any weird wrinkles we need to know about. Some of the foreign laws just don't have analogous laws in Stellis, and vice versa. The price of growth, I suppose...."
Just how long had Artem been standing there, watching her, while stirring the very-clearly-finished cup of coffee in his hands?
"Oh my gosh! I've been talking your ear off! I haven't let you get a word in! I'm so sorry, Mr. Wing!" Rosa bolted upright and dusted herself off before bowing apologetically.
Artem raised a hand to stop her and shook his head. "No need to apologize," he tried to assure her. Was it her imagination, or did he sound a bit flustered? "I quite like listening."
Rosa was a little surprised by that statement. "Really? Even though it's all..." Whiny? Complaining? Work-related? What was she most embarrassed about, actually? "You must have enough on your plate," she finished at last, before nervously beginning to twirl a loose curl around her finger. "Please rest assured that I have this under control!"
"I know you do."
Was it her imagination, or did he sound a bit tender?
'Oh, no. It's only midnight, and I'm already delirious.'
"I like hearing you talk," Artem said simply. How could he say something so ridiculous with such a straight face? "I know that I've dragged you out of your comfort zone with criminal cases," he went on. "To hear you speak so passionately about the work you prefer to do, about economic and corporate matters, is quite refreshing." He wrapped his long, slender fingers carefully around his mug, as if wanting to ensure he could capture the entire circumference in his hands. "Your passion is warm. It's admirable."
"A-anyway, what brings you here at this hour, Mr. Wing?" Why did she say that? He was already here and stayed late, obviously. Why didn't she phrase her question that way? Now he was going to think she was dumb!
If Artem found her question bizarre, he gave no indication whatsoever. "I was supposed to depose a witness next week, but the deposition was moved up due to scheduling conflicts." He paused to take a sip of his coffee, then he glanced over Rosa's face with a knowing expression. "Opposing counsel asked if I would prefer to push it back an extra week, but I declined."
Her emotions must have been easy to read. Her first thought had naturally been, 'Opposing counsel is a real jerk to cut your preparation time instead of extending it!' Rosa opened her mouth to inquire as to why Artem agreed to move the deposition date up, but as she looked up at Artem's face, realization struck her. She lowered her gaze and simply nodded.
"Your client is anxious, and you didn't want to incur further delays. Otherwise that anxiety would only continue to grow."
Artem's expressions tended to be calm, cool, and perhaps even stoic or cold. The way he carried himself emitted an air of confidence and calculation, as if he were prepared for anything and everything, and as if nothing could ever faze him.
But Artem wasn't just a legal robot. Rosa saw the emotion hidden in his azure eyes. Once you cracked the surface of the lake, the depths of those blues contained compassion, sympathy, concern, determination, sorrow, and an overwhelming dedication to justice.
Artem was the type of person who would inconvenience himself in order to ease someone else's burdens.
"Don't forget to take care of yourself too, you know."
Artem blinked in what was probably the most outward expression of surprise that he had ever shown at the office. "Pardon?"
"You can't take care of others if you don't take care of yourself first." Rosa shrugged as if that were the most obvious fact in the world, and then she turned to head back to her desk.
"Wise words," Artem murmured, and he stopped next to her desk as she sat down. "I wonder where you heard such advice."
Rosa tilted her head to the side in confusion. Artem tended to be straightforward, but she couldn't help but feel as though another layer of meaning laid beneath those words.
The twinkle in his eyes gave her the answer.
"Well, don't give people advice that you won't follow, Mr. Wing!" Rosa folded her arms over her chest in a huff. When had he become so bold as to tease her like this?
"I think the same principle applies to you," he responded simply. "You do have a tendency to avoid asking others for help."
Rosa aggressively lifted her mug to her face, hoping to conceal the fiery blush spreading across her cheeks. "I just don't want t--"
A coughing fit broke off her sentence as coffee went down her windpipe.
"C-can I get you some water?!"
"N-no!" Cough. "I'm!" Another cough. "Fine!" She wasn't convincing him at this rate.
But Rosa trusted him to keep this intimate, somewhat embarrassing moment of the midnight hour as a secret. She just prayed the moon could do the same.
So, I've left my inbox gathering dust for... far too long. 😅 I'm going to clear out the anonymous requests (sorry!) in hopes that it helps me clear my mind and recharge!
If you didn't send yours on anonymous, I will keep it around and try to get to it ASAP! But since I can't guarantee the anonymous requesters will see it, since they won't be notified and these have all been here for MONTHS at this point... I'd rather just freshen up! Autumn cleaning, I suppose.
Feel free to send fresh requests! I want to write more!! I'm determined to take time to have fun writing again!
Not a CMC (custom MC) because I am literally Rosa, but this is my OC Fern with Vyn! I thought angel and devil capture their dynamic well, because Fern is a sassy and elusive tease who talks a lot but says nothing... and Vyn is constantly pushing to crack him open while resisting his magnetic pull.
... especially because Fern is his patient, so it'd be very illegal for them to smooch.
Thank you @paustark for making them so gorgeous ;u;
