sfw. ✩ the type of hugs they give you featuring: artem, marius, luke, vyn
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ artem hugs you good morning pretty much everyday. his hugs are always quick, but so soft and comforting, and since he initiates it everytime it feels like he’s offering you his love through that daily embrace. and to be honest this is one of his ways to express his love. he’s pulling you so close that you can almost feel his heartbeat and then he drops a kiss on top of your head. he’s so gentle that if you ask for another one he’ll just keep you against him for as long as you want.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ marius is super touchy. he just can’t help but pulls you in for a hug whenever he sees you. he stares at you for a few seconds, admiring how pretty you are and then he just rushes towards you, almost forcing you into his arms. ‘i love you’ he whispers against your ear, and he gets you smiling everytime. it surprised you at first how easy it was for him to speak these words so often but now you can’t see a day without hearing it, because it genuinely warms your heart everytime.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ luke loves to hug you from behind while you’re doing something casual. you’re busy and he’s busy staring fondly at you. he looks at you for a few long minutes which seem to be a few seconds to him. you don’t even notice it because you’re too focused on your actions and he finds it absolutely adorable which is why he eventually comes towards you, grabs your waist and buries his face into your neck, dropping a few soft kisses on your skin.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ vyn isn’t that much into initiating physical contact because he prefers when you do it. still, sometimes, when he craves attention and you don’t give it to him, he’ll take you by the hand and slowly pulls you in for a gentle embrace. and he remains unmoving, keeping you close to his heart and humming your delicious scent. he always tells you compliments while rubbing your back softly. his hugs definitely are the best despite it not occurring a lot making them really precious to you.
Honestly, it's very difficult to do romantic hcs for the Tot guys. Mostly because the game doesn't leave much to head canon about. I should really come up with some fics instead of relying on hcs. (Also, I have a HSR version in drafts too)
Some of these may be spit into giving and receiving, since I don't always think those are the same
CW: non really. Maybe a smidgen of angst in Vyn's, but not bad
Marius x Reader, Artem x Reader, Vyn x Reader
Marius
It's fairly obvious right from the get go that Marius's love language is acts of service. Ok Acts of service and gift giving, though I could make an argument that his receiving love language is words of affirmation.
He doesn't have much time on his hands, so as much as he's probably love to spend a ton a time with you, he has to settle for other methods
But his penchant for acts of service is pretty well established fairly early in the game. Not Marius von Hagen measuring Rosa's shoe size by sight and sending someone to get a pair of flats. He's a little shit, but he's a definite sweetheart
He's the kind of person who lets his actions speak for him. But he also has a habit of letting his money speak for him. That meme that floats around about him buying Netflix? Yeah, he'd totally do it.
Marius is of the opinion that he's part of one of the richest people in the city, why shouldn't he make sure that his s/o has the best of everything.
This all being said, his receiving love language is a bit different. He wants to do things for you and give you things, but he wants words of affection. As many as possible.
I mean, he's always seeking praise and comfort, frequently resorting to puppy dog eyes to get them. This guy does not know how to be upfront about what he wants from people. I mean, look at the world he lives in. I don't envy him
Artem
Sweet, loving, very awkward Artem. I love him so much.
The guy is definitely a quality time guy.
I would say acts of service is his, but Artem is someone who does things for people. That's just a general behavior of his. So I'm not sure it counts as a "love language" as much as it's a fundamental aspect of who he is.
So we're going to go with quality time and, to a smaller extent, physical contact.
I would say that quality time is his primary love language, both giving and receiving. If he's not working he wants to e around you. He wants to do things with you.
And sometimes that quality time also includes plenty of physical contact.
His desire for physical contact is often a very subtle thing. Brushing knuckles, running his hand over your cheekbone. An arm around you when you're cold. As soon as he's aware that you're ok with casual touch, he's more touchy. But subtle touchy.
Of course, in private, it's less so. He absolutely love to cuddle while watching movies or in bed after a long day.
Vyn
Vyn, why are you so hard?
Vyn is so self contained and so damn aware of his behavior. And elusive as fuck .Everything he does is intentional. So I see his giving love language reflecting yours to a large extent.
He's keenly aware of what you need and desires to fulfil that in any way he can. Which I suppose counts as acts of service.
As far as receiving...again he's elusive as fuck, so trying to figure this out is not easy. In a lot of ways it matters less how you go about it but show this poor man some love. Like, lots of it.
Spend time with him, give him compliments, and tons of hugs not me being convinced that hugs fix everything. You're going to have to show the man that he's lovable and fine even if he isn't totally perfect. But everything you give him, I see him returning tenfold.
You sighed as you flicked through the massive mountain of papers on your desk. You had taken on a case that came with a lot of technical details and it was also heavy on a topic you had no knowledge of so your paper work was doubled due to the research you were also doing to fully understand the case.
You settled into your office chair, thanking the executives that provided the whole floor with an office chair each. You had loved the chair since it was pulled out of the box and researched the brand in hopes of buying your little desk at home a new chair.
The two thousand dollar price tag had sent you running to click the exit on the tab. Way out of your budget. So you settled for simply appreciating the one you had at work that got you through the long hours.
You shuffled through your desk to look for the finger grips that helped you flip through the page’s easier. You only spotted a hygiene balm that replaced the need to lick your finger tip to flick through the pile of pages. You used it a few times before you grew tired of the waxy feel on your fingers.
You closed the drawer closed with more force than needed but the soft close mechanism on the drawer prevented your fellow coworkers from hearing it slam in anger.
There was an office thief around and they had taken your finger grips.
You trudge on through the paper work bare handed. The clock on the wall ticking away, making your last hour of work seem to last longer.
You were unaware of Artem peeking at you from the office kitchen. He had seen how you were diligently working away and wanted to brew you a cup of your favorite tea to help you through the later half of the workday.
His hands were warmed by the mug, his hands somehow transferring the warmth to his face as he gazed at you from afar.
You truly put him under a love spell.
He took a deep breath before making his way over to you, nearing closer he said your name. “I made you some tea.”
He picked up a pile of papers and moved them to the side to be able to set the mug down onto the desk. He peered at the vast amount of papers.
“Let’s hope this court case is over with soon. I can’t have my employees overwork themselves.” He commented, his voice soft and warm.
“Thanks for the tea.” You smiled, reaching to take a sip from the cup.
He didn’t have anything more to add so while he wanted to linger around you and your bright presence he slipped away from the desk and walked back to his office, he left his door open in case you wanted to come to him for some questions you might have.
He was curious when he heard a knock on his door not even a minute later, you two were the last employees on the floor. Even without the workplace being vacant he would be able to recognize your unique knock anywhere.
“Do you know where the bandaids are?” You leaned your head over the doorway, half your body behind the doorway.
He stood up, pushing his office chair back with force. “What happened? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” His blue eyes darted around your form, frantic.
You smiled and lifted a finger, “Just a silly paper cut.”
“An injury isn’t silly. Let me see.” He rushes over to your side and lifts your hand to his eye level.
Beads of crimson pebble on your fingertip. He tutted his lips, his brow pinching. He leads you to the communal kitchen and opens a draw along the way.
Quickly grabbing a bandaid from the box and closing it shut with his hip. He led you to the sink and held your hand under the faucet.
He turned it on and watched as the blood washed down the drain. He gave you a half grimace and smile when you hissed that it hurt a bit.
He had also plucked up some healing ointment from the drawer. He got a napkin and spread the cream onto your cut before carefully wrapping it in the bandaid.
You would think he was performing surgery with the way he was so focused on wrapping the bandage so delicately around your finger.
“You can’t wrap it too tight or else you can cut off the blood flow in your finger.” He said, as he smoothed down the bandaid.
You just nodded at his words, trying to stop the warmth from his body heat and the breath that fanned your hand from sending warmth across your chest and cheeks.
Artem seemed like a stern man but he was always so gentle and kind with you.
“Thanks.” You finally found your words, your hand still clasped in his even after he was done helping you.
He looked down at your intertwined hands and abruptly dropped your hands. “No problem, anything to help out a fellow employee. I have a few papers to look over. Let me know if you need anything.”
He skirted past you and down the hall into his office. Just as he was out of your sight he instantly grabbed at his chest.
His face boiling hot. His feelings for you were just getting stronger, he only hopes you might return his feelings one day.
I love how everyone is so mature and respectful in tears of themis such a refreshing thing to read 💆🏻♀️
Artem encouraging mc’s more emotional tendencies (being herself) saying that there’s nothing wrong with it. Though still giving her advice (in his logical manner) as he is her/was her superior.
Marius being self-aware of his own life, personality/wants, and responsibilities and making sure mc is okay with whatever is happening (“‘only dance with me’ sounds kinda bossy”, him filling his role as a president while doing what he loves = art ++ letting his dad continue to retire even if business isnt his major, him sending mc flats !!!!, the thing about the papz and mc at first wanting someone to switch with her on the caseee)
Luke acknowledging the 8 years they’ve been away from mc and so letting things happen naturally and letting her almost make the ‘first moves’ (imo) and him being patient of her own responsibilities/life (mc not being able to go out with him after a week of saying she will hang out with him omg)
Vyn actually looking out for mc (yk what i mean 😭 like compared to those other wattpad toxic male love interests). (Him continuing on to question in the bar who sells illegal drugs thing, if im remembering correctly—him pulling mc from getting cut from the glass shards)
genre: fluff, smut, sorcerer!artem | pairing: artem wing x fem!reader | rating: 18+ | tw: brief PDA, explicit smut (breast play, grinding) | others: blushy!artem, whipped!artem, mc is a tease
dedicating this is 🌸 blossom anon !! hope you like this 💕 i really enjoyed writing this concept of artem 😍 lmk what you think of this too pls 👉👈
The stars are beautiful tonight and so is the vast view of the town. The civilians’ homes light up the supposedly dark scenery. Artem would admire the view, it’s rare for him to traverse out and about during this hour since he’s usually stuck in his workshop.
But no, tonight he had a date with you.
And no, the date did not go wrong. No, in fact, he enjoyed it a lot. In fact, it’s just right… So right.
“We should probably leave before anyone sees us.”
“You’re getting shy on me now?” you muse, pulling away with your head tilting slightly to look at the blushing man. “Your body tells me otherwise.”
As an emphasis, you press your hips harder against him, earning a guttural moan from him.
What caught him off guard is that fact that you are now straddling his lap on a public bench. Anyone who goes up the hill to admire the scenery would see what’s going on.
Artem swears you both were just kissing. He knows how romantic it is to kiss someone (courtesy of the romance dramas he binged) with lights twinkling up in the background.
But how on earth did it came to this?
He wasn’t able to stop himself from letting go of you. And as if he’s possessed, he brings you closer and closer which is how you ended up grinding against his lap.
There’s a noticeable bulge on his pants now, but he can’t help it! You look absolutely stunning above him.
Another roll of your hips had him moaning as he holds your waist in place to stop you. “W-Wait…”
With a snap of his fingers, you both are transported into his place. You’re stunned for a brief moment before blinking in realisation that Artem used his magic.
“Hmm, not bad,” you grin, pushing him down on his bed. “Someone’s impatient, huh? Can you take off our clothes with a snap of your fingers too?”
He shakes his head. “Can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“That’s not…” His voice lowers as he looks away. “Ethical…”
Your hearts burst for the man. Gently, you cup his cheek to make him look at you. “But you have my consent, baby.” He still shakes his head no. You sigh before an idea appears in your head. “Ah… I see where this is going…” A smirk curls up on your lips. “You want to see me strip don’t you?”
Artem’s eyes fly open wide as he flounders, sitting up, nearly knocking your foreheads. “N-No! That’s not—”
You envelope his big hands and place them on the front zipper of your shirt. “Then you want to strip me?”
Before Artem gets a word in, you guide his finger to drag down the zipper slowly. His breath is shaky as his cerulean eyes watches intently at every exposed skin. He nearly chokes when he realises you’re wearing a pretty set underneath.
“Wanna touch?” your voice comes out seductive.
He nods as if entranced. Then he breathlessly say, “Yes...”
You guide his hand and place them on your breast, urging him to squeeze. But it’s not enough. The heat he stokes inside of you burns even more as you slip his hand under the cup. He brushes your nipple with his palm as you grind against his thigh.
In matters of seconds, your patience has run out as you tear through his suit—which you’d have to mend it back again later—and tug off your shirt and pants. You have him sheathed inside you in no time.
“My love—” Artem inhales sharply, hips bucking up to you.
“Oh, I love that sound you make,” you lean so close to him, lips brushing slightly. “I’ll enjoy hearing more of them tonight.”
If you're ok with it, could you do tears of themis (artem specifically) calming down mc after she had a panic attack? I just got over my second one today and i just want to be taken care of
A/n: Aww I hope that your feeling fine now :( please rest and get well soon!! Thank you for requesting, artem is literally my favorite ToT character and I'm so glad to write for him, I hope this will help you as much as possible!
Pairings: Artem x fem!reader
Warnings: mentions of panic attacks, but mostly fluff
You tried your best to stay calm, but in situations like these it seemed that nothing could calm you. You saw some minutes ago that an accident occurred at your parent's workplace and you were very worried for them.
Even if you were a part of the NXX investigation team you weren't as worried for yourself as for those around you.
While you kept calling your parents with no answer, the door from Artem's office at themis opened.
As artem turned to look at you and saw your condition, he rushed to your side enveloping you in a hug.
You buried your head in his shoulder while he caressed your back.
"It's okay Y/N, try to calm down... I don't know what happened but I'm here for you." Artem whispered softly and you looked at him trying to breath.
"M-my parents..." you tried to say but he looked at your phone and saw the news you were looking at. His face became serious as he looked at you.
"Did you call them?" he asked and you nodded.
"They won't answer... Well they usually can't answer my calls because of the project they are in, but I'm still worried for them..." you confessed and he looked at you.
"It's alright to be worried for those that you love, but try to calm down, in this condition your just harming yourself, we will keep calling them till we hear that they are good okay?" he said softly as he nuzzled his face in your hair.
You nodded embracing him tightly. After calming down, Artem took you to his office so you could rest without anyone watching you.
As you looked on your phone you saw a message from your mother.
'Sweetie me and your dad are currently busy working but I'll call you once I'm free okay?'
As you read everything you smiled. Artem was currently busy doing some paperwork so you went behind him and hugged him from behind. He left out a little gasp in surprise but then placed his hand on top of yours that was enveloped around his shoulders.
"How are you feeling Y/N?" he asked and you smiled.
"I'm doing way better, they are okay actually, thank you for being here when I needed it the most Artem!" you said and he smiled.
"Why of course Y/N, I will be always here for you." he said as he pulled you on his lap while he hugged you.
"Thank you." you said and he touched his forehead to yours.
"Oh by the way, do you have any plans after work?" Artem asked and you looked at him surprised.
"No... Why are you asking?" you said and he smiled.
"Uh actually mother wished to have dinner with you as well so I was wondering if you could come to my place." he said and you smiled.
"you know already that you don't even have to ask me, of course I want to have dinner with you and auntie~" (from what I know that's the way Mc calls Artem's mom from his second personal story SSR card!) you said as he smiled at you.
"Okay then well leave after work together to pick her up and then head to my home." he said while he kissed your cheek and you smiled.
*This is just some Artem drabble fluff I thought about*
[One of my first Artem works putting this here on Tumblr for documentation purposes]
You're at home furiously typing because you're trying to finish the deadlines you have for tomorrow. You glance at the clock and see that it's already late at night and you haven't eaten a single bite. You sign to yourself while rubbing your tummy because you really want to eat some comfort food. A ding wakes you up from your daydreaming, and it's a message from one of your members saying that there are still some problems with the piece.
You sigh to yourself in disappointment for your lack of sustenance but persevere through it with a strong face. You think to yourself, the faster I finish this, the quicker I can lie on the bed. You continue your work blocking all the natural distractions around you, and time flies by.
You're too preoccupied with work to notice that the front door has been unlocked with its usual bell accompanying it. Someone says, "Honey, I'm home." in a soft-sounding voice, but no one answers.
Removing his coat and loosening his tie, bright blue eyes are adjusting themselves to the darkness of the living room. Footsteps are heard softly hitting the wooden floors making their way to the office space of the house. Opening the door, he sees you working hard, without a care in the world with how you look, but to him, you're still the most precious thing in his eyes.
He slowly moves towards you, and just seconds before you notice him. He wraps you up in the biggest and gentlest back hug in the world. Placing his head on your shoulders, saying, "Hi, I'm back home."
You let out a gasp out of shock, then say, "Artem, you're back home already?"
Rubbing his head on your shoulders, he let out a sigh of contentment. He then replied, "I just got back from work. Are you already finished?"
You answered, "I just finished my last revisions. All that's left is to pass it tomorrow." You turn around from your chair and wrap your arms around his neck, wanting him close to you to feel his warmth again. Just when you finally got to a comfortable position, your tummy let out a giant rumble out of hunger.
Artem looks down at you and says, "Looks like someone skipped dinner to do some work."
You smiled sheepishly since you couldn't deny it, and you were starving, so why bother.
Artem smiles softly and pushes pieces of hair away from your forehead, and gives you a forehead kiss. "Come on, you've done really well for today. I'll cook you your favorite meal as a reward."
You smile excitedly, grabbing his hands and dragging him towards the kitchen. On your way there, both of your wedding rings are shining brightly, reflecting the lights.
