cel

左然，入骨相思。

[wingedartem]

love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind and therefore is winged cupid painted blind.

cel. she/her. +62. minor.

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[wingedartem]

lunar new year

a/n: i periodically disappear from time to time sry abt that :') also happy new lunar new year to those celebrating!! hope y'all got lots of hong baos HAHA

characters: artem wing, marius von hagen, vyn richter, and luke pearce.

artem wing cooks up a feast for you during lunar new year. without fail, he whips up creative dishes that impress not only you, but also your family. he loves hearing other people compliment his cooking, but the peck you place on his lips as a sign of thanks will always be his greatest reward.

marius von hagen uses the lunar new year holiday to whisk you off to a short retreat in nature: rolling green hills, ethereal waterfalls and serene forests. while marius certainly enjoys the peace and quiet from his hectic schedule, there is nothing that can compete with the warmth of you in his arms.

vyn richter invites you to explore cultures associated with lunar new year. you always have a blast learning about traditions with him. his favourite memory so far is the gentle feel of your lips on his as you both are bathed in the soft glow of lanterns at a local festival.

luke pearce's favourite part of celebrating the lunar new year is experimenting with various fireworks. your face lighting up in the vibrant colours and the kiss you share underneath the show definitely make the hard work worth it.

— masterlist.

[wingedartem]

Y'ALL I CAN'T BELIEVE MY LUCK LIKE

I PULLED YESTERDAY AND GOT THE MARIUS EVENT SSR

TDY I COLLECTED ENOUGH TEARS TO TRY AT THE BANNER ONE MORE TIME AND

ARTEM BEST BOY CAME HOME <3

[rosaswife]

Tears of Themis as Netflix titles

[keitooorin-deactivated20220104]

the light reflects, the chain on your neck

【 PAIRING 】 marius von hagen x gn!reader

【 TAGS 】 secretary!reader, pure fluff, falling in love and everything soft

【 NOTES 】 got whacked in the head with inspiration when i was listening to "you are in love" by taylor swift, to which the story is based on. the fic title was the song lyric that reminded me most of marius.

【 WORD COUNT 】 one thousand five hundred-ish (1.5K)

when your eyes meet marius's in the middle of a dimly-lit conference room, it's easy to remember how, and more importantly, why you fell in love.

and years ago, back when you were still wet behind the ears, you would've dropped your gaze out of fear at being called an impudent assistant.

but now, you bravely (or cheekily, his words, not yours) hold your ground and he always takes you up on your little challenges with a poorly suppressed smirk.

when he addresses board members during meetings, his voice is crystal, though it's still sharpened with a weight tangible like steel. 

yet, your name on his tongue is a bell on a puppy's collar. lighthearted. as carefree as the jokes he comes up with.

it's overwhelming at times—especially when you recall just how far you've come and how farther you're willing to go for him if he asks you to.

you used to stay exactly three steps behind him, maintaining a distance that was appropriate for your occupation. you consistently retreated behind that thin line of professionalism whenever he tried to take two steps back, wanting to match your pace.

you two went on with that dance for a while when one day he just snaps, damning hierarchy, and pushes you until you're backed up against the wall, leaving you no room to escape and accept his request that he wants to stand on equal footing with you.

so you let him. and you accept everything else that comes with it.

you don't freak out from the slightest contact anymore, nor do you spill out strings of apologies from your lips like a gushing waterfall whenever you accidentally brush your shoulders with his.

overtime, you've taken the initiative to step up and help him into his coat on particularly cold days.

you also don't shy away from straightening his tie, or fixing the buttons on his suit and flicking away any speck of dust that could have stuck on it before sending him off to war that usually takes shape in the form of a heated meeting.

"you're just looking for an excuse to put your hands all over me," marius would say in faux exasperation, paired with a forced flair for dramatics; and you'd likewise answer with a playful scoff before patting his chest.

"really now? i'm pretty sure it's the opposite, given how you're purposefully messing with your attire." you'd simply tease, and it never fails to leave him a stuttering or gaping mess—all while he shouts after you when you walk away to enter the conference room first.

of course, his charm isn't totally lost on you. in fact, it's just getting increasingly harder to ignore as time passes by.

you're powerless against the warmth that easily floods your cheeks whenever he insists on driving you home—despite the fact that technically, you're hired to be the one chauffeuring him around.

you're defenseless from the fondness that swells in your chest whenever he brings you your favorite drink or food.

although he frequently uses it as an offering (or a bribe, as you like to call it) to shield himself from your scolding whenever he unintentionally doubles the work you have to finish, it's hard to stay mad when he proves to know your preferences by heart.

"look up," he'll say from above you, his shadow casting itself over your laptop and the documents littered on your desk. and when you tip your head back to meet his eyes, his face is a welcome respite, and so is the subsequent tug on your wrist forcing you to take a break.

"guess who!" he'll exclaim childishly, porcelain hands unexpectedly covering your eyes from behind and suddenly plunging you into darkness.

you're never afraid, though. even if you one day lost your sense of sight, you'd still recognize him anywhere from his cologne that has you frequently reeling whenever it manages to envelop you whole.

and you spend most of your mornings at his place as well. "are you that excited to see me? you could've still be sleeping in at this time," marius chides. nevertheless, you willingly sacrifice that one hour of extra sleep to make sure he eats a proper meal, rather than a piece of burnt toast, before he heads to campus.

once, on a terribly busy and paperwork-filled evening, he wakes up blearily from one of his 10 minute naps. he's always been beautiful, but even more so bathed in moonlight, and there is a strange calm that settles in the air before he mumbles something under his breath.

his office is silent, and it aids you in making sense of his incoherent ramblings as you gently brush his dark hair away from his face. it's humorous and downright endearing that he's just as talkative unconscious.

he's half-asleep, and you doubt that he'll even remember it at all, seeing that he's barely free from the chains of exhaustion weighing him down when he confesses that you're his best friend.

and that was enough for you.

when you hold marius's gaze in the middle of a board meeting that he should definitely be paying attention to, the whole world falls away for a moment, and he wonders why he didn't fall head over heels for you sooner.

there are times when he gets lost whenever he needs to wear an ironed-out suit, step into shoes he thinks are too big for him to fill, and take on his role. when he becomes the man, the heir, and the business figure that his family and society demands of him.

but in you, and with you, there is no pity for his circumstances or heavy expectations. in it's place, rather, is a belief in him so strong and an anchor that keeps him grounded against violent, crashing waves. your mere presence is comforting, soft and steady like a hushed prayer that has him greedily calling out for your name like a faithful devotee.

when he finally reached that peak of familiarity with you—one where you could speak and laugh freely alongside him without apprehension, one where he didn't need to hide who he was—he felt as if he was on top of the world.

and he's only taken the leap and fallen for you ever since.

he has a picture of both of you in his office and several more portraits inspired by you tucked away in his studio. you always declined his requests to model for him, saying nonsense like "you were his secretary" and "it's unprofessional", so he settles for taking in every moment spent with you for his memory and his canvas later on.

he's aware that he's only brought about his own torment whenever he asks your frowning, preoccupied face to look up at him, since your features instantly morph and respond with a smile that has him aching, craving, and wanting to bend down and kiss you senseless.

he actively grabs every opportunity to sneak up from behind you because that's the only way you'll let him hold your face or even invade your personal space without hearing you fret about the people around the vicinity. naturally, he's imagined countless of times before how different it would be if he could wrap his arms around your waist or embrace you from behind instead.

and sure, he doesn't deny that he loves coming down from his room during honey-washed mornings to find you already downstairs. it's the sight of you, after all, and nothing else can really compare.

but you don't know what he'd give to see you waking up next to him in nothing but his shirt and promises of fresh starts.

what he'd offer to get ready with you in a shared living space instead of you waiting for him to get dressed.

what he'd be willing to sacrifice if it meant cooking and having breakfast together as opposed to you sitting across from him and watching him eat.

he wants to be with you, and he's ready to be whatever you want him to be. and if you only really saw him as your boss, someone in charge of your paycheck and security, then he wouldn't ask for more.

that is, until his feelings become too much, and your relationship with him becomes too little, all at the same damn time.

so he lets go and takes a chance. when you don't run away, he takes it as a sign. you're standing there, showered under a soft glow coming from a nearby lamppost.

the night breeze is a gentle murmur; the sidewalk is void of passersby, and the city is quiet—or perhaps it actually isn't, and he can't really tell anymore because the only thing he can hear in his ears is the racing of his heart in his chest.

adrenaline is pumping in his veins, and he prays, oh, he prays, that he doesn't destroy whatever you both have, in the hopes that he can have more.

when he finally presses his lips against yours in a long, overdue kiss, the rhythm of your heart beats flow in sync.

and by the end of the night, marius knows.

he's utterly and truly in love with you.

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[wingedartem]

couple vacations

a/n: hello hello!! hvn't posted on here in awhile so enjoy these hcs of our fav boys and what would it be like to vacation tgt w them <3

characters: artem wing, marius von hagen, vyn richter, and luke pearce.

artem wing plans your vacation to a tee, meticulously preparing activities and sights he knows you'd love. as expected, he is always well-prepared for these trips. visiting a tropical island? he brings along plenty of sunblock. exploring a snowy tundra? he makes sure to keep you warm, be it through the navy blue scarf he threads around your neck or the lingering kisses he leaves on your lips.

marius von hagen is a connoisseur in spontaneous holidays: you've lost count of how many impromptu vacations he's asked you to accompany him on. despite the out-of-nowhere calls and sudden packing, you adore the thrill of venturing to new places with marius, his fingers intertwined in yours.

vyn richter loves exploring europe with you, and indulges you with the history of every place you visit. no matter the distance you travel, he always makes you feel at home by the comfort of his hand on the small of your back.

bonus: during your trip to the louvre, he manages to fluster you by whispering, "in a room full of artwork, i'd still stare at you."

luke pearce is a fervent believer of staycations. although it's at mundane setting like his place or yours, he never fails to find solace in your presence. you've brought up more creative vacation ideas on more than one occasion, and his reply is always the same: "even if i could go anywhere in the world, i'd still choose being here with you."

— masterlist.

[wingedartem]

couple vacations

a/n: hello hello!! hvn't posted on here in awhile so enjoy these hcs of our fav boys and what would it be like to vacation tgt w them <3

characters: artem wing, marius von hagen, vyn richter, and luke pearce.

artem wing plans your vacation to a tee, meticulously preparing activities and sights he knows you'd love. as expected, he is always well-prepared for these trips. visiting a tropical island? he brings along plenty of sunblock. exploring a snowy tundra? he makes sure to keep you warm, be it through the navy blue scarf he threads around your neck or the lingering kisses he leaves on your lips.

marius von hagen is a connoisseur in spontaneous holidays: you've lost count of how many impromptu vacations he's asked you to accompany him on. despite the out-of-nowhere calls and sudden packing, you adore the thrill of venturing to new places with marius, his fingers intertwined in yours.

vyn richter loves exploring europe with you, and indulges you with the history of every place you visit. no matter the distance you travel, he always makes you feel at home by the comfort of his hand on the small of your back.

bonus: during your trip to the louvre, he manages to fluster you by whispering, "in a room full of artwork, i'd still stare at you."

luke pearce is a fervent believer of staycations. although it's at mundane setting like his place or yours, he never fails to find solace in your presence. you've brought up more creative vacation ideas on more than one occasion, and his reply is always the same: "even if i could go anywhere in the world, i'd still choose being here with you."

— masterlist.

[wingedartem]

Marius: I guess that's your new best friend now, Richter. Emphasis on "Iago," backstabber.

Vyn: I'm surprised you've read Othello.

Marius: What the hell's Othello? I'm calling you the parrot from Aladdin.

[wingedartem]

Marius: Hey there, Robot. Just curious, do you happen to know what today is?

Artem: Well, based on the fact that yesterday was the birthday of legendary Dutch floutist Franz Brüggen and a week ago was October 24th, I'd say today was-

Marius: It's Halloween. Just say it's Halloween.

Artem: It's Halloween.

[wingedartem]

Marius: This gambit was designed to fail. It's just like in chess. Sometimes in order to win, you've got to sacrifice your king.

Vyn: That's exactly how you lose at chess. Have you ever played the game?

[sierrascribbles]

tot men + public displays of affection

marius von hagen:

little shit revels in it. even before you were together, he knew the rumors each act of affection would generate. his arm around your waist caused tabloid headlines and fangirl broken hearts worldwide. you were quick to be dubbed as his “mystery s/o” much to your chagrin (and marius’s amusement). if it made you uncomfortable, he would clear up the rumors, but he liked the fact that people thought you both were a couple… especially since it pissed vyn and luke off.

but once you are together, he’s happy to parade you around as his partner. you're dazzling paparazzi as you hang off his arm at a masquerade ball. it’s become an inside joke to refer to marius as your boyfriend, not as ceo of pax. he wears the title with pride.

though, if you initiated affection with him it’s a different story entirely. even something as simple as a hug in public has him hot under the collar, muttering something about you being too cute for him to handle. he's putty in your hands once he's flustered, call him a good boy and he's drooling, other people around be damned.

manhandle him. really, if you pull him close by his collar, or drag him by his tie to somewhere more private… you can almost see the hearts floating around his head.

vyn richter:

vyn enjoys showing others that you and him are together. his public affections are nothing flashy, he’s very reserved about his image in public. he just likes you to know he's there.

a hand around your hip, or fingers interlaced are enough for him. he loves your hands; you’ll find out quickly that he adores leaving chaste kisses all over them. he only goes further if he’s sure nobody is around, kissing up to your neck, so the hand kisses are a gentle reminder of what’s to come later.

even when he must separate from you, you find that his eyes are always drawn to you. you are like his magnetic north, he could recognize you anywhere. vyn saves only the softest of expressions for your eyes only. people often think him rude for zoning out in the middle of a conversation, but he can’t help it.

though if anyone gets too close to you, he is quick to saunter over and pull you close, even kiss you if he’s feeling more bold. to think that someone else was even on your mind… well, maybe if he kissed you breathless you would only be able to think of him alone.

artem wing:

if you left any initiation to artem, it would be almost a year’s time before he works up the courage to hold your hand. no amount of reading romance novels or manga can prepare him for actually acting on his wants. it's much easier for you to initiate; artem is eternally on cloud nine when you do.

his favorite form of pda is you wearing his jacket. it ends up smelling like you, and the way it hangs off your frame... it looks too good. so good, artem will be speechless for a few minutes. he'll start subconsciously leaving articles of clothing at your house so that you'll show up to work with them on the next day. celestine will tease him for ages about it.

he is fairly conservative with affection, so the most you'll get out of him while you're out on dates is his hand in yours. he holds open car doors and pulls out your seats for you. artem doesn't mind if you're forward with him, just nothing too extreme.

run your fingers through his hair, or hum to him quietly as you sit in the park; he'll probably fall asleep in your arms. it's only because he feels totally in love and safe around you, something he's never felt for another person before. (and if he has lipstick marks on his collar after he wakes up, he will be none the wiser).

luke pearce:

ever since you were young, luke has been touchy-feely with you. so much so that when other friends you made didn’t let you lay out in their lap, it was strange to you; friends normally were attached at the hip, right?

rumors always were whispered in your high school’s halls about the two of you dating — it just seemed so natural between the two of you. and when you do start dating luke, not much changes really. he still swings your hand in his as the two of you walk side by side, still rests his chin on your head or shoulder, still ruffles your hair and praises you…

luke isn’t shy, but when you kiss his cheek he does feel his heart beat dangerously fast. he'll try to hide the flustered expression with his palm but it's so obvious he's blushing. tease him about it, it'll only cause him to hide inside his hoodie. maybe he'll even zip you up into it to get back at you.

his pda is more playful; he likes carrying you on his back or shoulders or spinning you around if there's a song on. anything to make you smile.

[tartagilicious]

artem wing relationship headcanons // requested by anon ⛄️

- he’s canonically never been in a relationship before, but when he looks at you, he just knows that what he feels is love. there’s no other way to explain his uncharacteristic clumsiness around you, or how he thinks for two instead of one.

- keeps a note in his phone of every little thing you like, things you offhandedly compliment in passing shop windows, even links to recipes he thinks you’d like are hidden somewhere in there.

- he’s your boss, so he’s very kind about your hours — not in a way that’s unfair to others, but in one that shows he’s paying attention to you. he would definitely be the type of person to not let go of you in bed in the morning and sacrifice his own day just for you to get some rest.

- keeps different kinds of hot chocolate in his desk drawer for those certain late nights. you tell him to stop blowing his hard earned money on sugary drinks, he tells you to quit telling him to how live his life and hands you another cup of hot chocolate (LMFAO)

- you’re a power couple, no skirting around that. but, i personally think he’d advocate for keeping your relationship from the press! you’re both a big part of local news, what with being a senior lawyer infamous for never losing a case and his partner that’s only a graduate yet still quickly cementing their reputation in the legal world.

- but you walk out of courtrooms with cameras on you and he can’t help but put a stray arm around your waist. netizens may spread rumour after rumour, but it’s all artem will allow himself for a while. maybe one day you’ll choose to make it obvious? but no bad rumours want to be spread, and he’s content being with you in any form.

- i don’t remember if they got to this in the en version, but mans is an amazing cook. you save a lot of money by staying home and making things together, partly to honour your promise to stop ordering takeout and mostly to spend time with him.

- kisses the back of your hand a ton. also your shoulder, especially in the mornings. anywhere casual that he can reach tends to be his favourite, such as your cheek, forehead, even occasionally your neck!

- his love language is words of affirmation. i will 100% always stand by this. he will never cease to tell you that he’s proud of you, or miss the opportunity to tell you that you’ve done well either on a case or in life. this man also has a way with gazes omg have you seen some of his cgs anyways yeah, piercing adoration in those blue eyes. cuts through your soul in the best way.

- not into pda, but very much touch-oriented. he won’t require it, but having your hand in his or even just you hovering next to him will do more than any medicine could ever. celestine teases him for it all the time, and gives him all of the 'i told you so!’s she can, but no amount of teasing could keep him from placing a kiss on your forehead as you leave the office together at the end of the day.

- jealous very easily. luke may just be his normal cheerful self, vyn might make a comment that flies over your head or, even worse, marius and his flirty disposition may somehow make their way into your day. but, you’re truly strong in the way that you politely ignore them, or at the very least never indulge them. there might be a mini war between the four when it comes to you, but by all counts, artem has won it.

- anyways he also slow dances with you in random places. no backings for this. just seems like something he’d do.

- drinks black coffee to feed his rich and calm but secretly sweet ceo trope self.

[wingedartem]

Hi cel! I just finished reading ur artem x fem!reader the one where she is scared to show her vulnerability. I was wondering if you can do one for Vyn too? If its okay😊

a/n: yeah definitely! sry for getting to the request p late, hope you enjoy <3

characters: vyn richter

after getting wrapped up in your own busy schedules, you and vyn finally managed the time to squeeze in a date, consisting of a night-in with blankets and tea.

despite being settled in vyn's side, you couldn't help but shake off the nagging problem in the back of your mind. on one hand, it was an issue you wanted to bring up with your boyfriend, but on the other, you worried that it was a deal breaker. opting to stay silent, you burrowed closer to his warmth.

the abrupt movement piqued vyn's attention: he averted his gaze from the thesis in his hands to you. placing the papers down, he hugged you closer, followed by a tender kiss to your forehead.

"are you alright?"

you glance down at the ground, not wanting vyn to observe the palpable nerves in your eyes. after mustering the courage to finally bring it on the table, you whisper:

"no, actually. i'm not alright."

the silence that followed was damning. you looked up at your boyfriend, trying to decipher his enigmatic features. an eternity passed, and you decided to pipe up again.

"is it... is it ok with you if i don't want to talk about it?"

you felt vyn's arms relax around you—it was then you realised that he also carried the same anxious tension as you did. "so that's what you were worried about?" he asks. "are you scared of being vulnerable with me?"

defensive instinct kicked in at the inquiry, and you leapt up from vyn's hold. "don't take this the wrong way," you start, "it doesn't mean that i love you less—"

"hey."

vyn's fingers find its way to yours, an anchor to guide you back to the present. with his calming voice as a secure bay, vyn continued:

"fear of vulnerability is just as common a fear as any, and there is nothing to worry about if you do happen to have it. no individual is perfect, and it's normal to not want to share your flaws with another."

"i know of the challenges—some might say i've been there, done that—and i'll be here with you every step of the way. and it is just as you said. 'doesn't mean that i love you less.'"

your eyes fill with touched tears upon hearing your boyfriend's statement as you revert back to your original position on the couch. "thank you," you managed, pressing your lips ever-so-gently to his cheek.

vyn smiles the smile he reserves just for you, leading you to mimic the expression. despite the silence that ensues, you feel comfortable in vyn's embrace, at home.

— masterlist.

[wingedartem]

Hi cel! I just finished reading ur artem x fem!reader the one where she is scared to show her vulnerability. I was wondering if you can do one for Vyn too? If its okay😊

a/n: yeah definitely! sry for getting to the request p late, hope you enjoy <3

characters: vyn richter

after getting wrapped up in your own busy schedules, you and vyn finally managed the time to squeeze in a date, consisting of a night-in with blankets and tea.

despite being settled in vyn's side, you couldn't help but shake off the nagging problem in the back of your mind. on one hand, it was an issue you wanted to bring up with your boyfriend, but on the other, you worried that it was a deal breaker. opting to stay silent, you burrowed closer to his warmth.

the abrupt movement piqued vyn's attention: he averted his gaze from the thesis in his hands to you. placing the papers down, he hugged you closer, followed by a tender kiss to your forehead.

"are you alright?"

you glance down at the ground, not wanting vyn to observe the palpable nerves in your eyes. after mustering the courage to finally bring it on the table, you whisper:

"no, actually. i'm not alright."

the silence that followed was damning. you looked up at your boyfriend, trying to decipher his enigmatic features. an eternity passed, and you decided to pipe up again.

"is it... is it ok with you if i don't want to talk about it?"

you felt vyn's arms relax around you—it was then you realised that he also carried the same anxious tension as you did. "so that's what you were worried about?" he asks. "are you scared of being vulnerable with me?"

defensive instinct kicked in at the inquiry, and you leapt up from vyn's hold. "don't take this the wrong way," you start, "it doesn't mean that i love you less—"

"hey."

vyn's fingers find its way to yours, an anchor to guide you back to the present. with his calming voice as a secure bay, vyn continued:

"fear of vulnerability is just as common a fear as any, and there is nothing to worry about if you do happen to have it. no individual is perfect, and it's normal to not want to share your flaws with another."

"i know of the challenges—some might say i've been there, done that—and i'll be here with you every step of the way. and it is just as you said. 'doesn't mean that i love you less.'"

your eyes fill with touched tears upon hearing your boyfriend's statement as you revert back to your original position on the couch. "thank you," you managed, pressing your lips ever-so-gently to his cheek.

vyn smiles the smile he reserves just for you, leading you to mimic the expression. despite the silence that ensues, you feel comfortable in vyn's embrace, at home.

— masterlist.

[wingedartem]

so uh

did anyone say artem wing + academic rivals to lovers + debate

[wingedartem]

"Admit it, Wing. You've lost."

A blush creeps onto your long-time debate opponent's face—signalling embarrassment, you assume—before he walks towards you, piercing blue eyes locked with yours.

"Yes. It appears that I have lost. Lost my heart to you."

LIL SNEAK PEEK OF WHAT IT'LL PROLLY LOOK LIKE

[wingedartem]

so uh

did anyone say artem wing + academic rivals to lovers + debate