— kisses during valentine’s day ♡

gender neutral ficlets featuring: nakajima atsushi, ace trappola, mammon, luke pearce, minagi tsuzuru, kyan reki, kirishima ikuya, & oikawa tooru

fandoms: bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, sk8 the infinity, free!, & haikyuu

a/n: just a special little valentine’s day thing featuring some of my favorite boys <3

the type of kiss and when it happened was all pulled out of a hat at random, but i think all of these are super cute! i hope all of you have a nice valentine’s day! love always, star

—♡ NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI / BUNGOU STRAY DOGS ♡;  LIPS / EVENING

it happens after dinner, as you get up from the table to wash the dishes. despite you and your boyfriend a few hours before giggling and swaying in each other’s arms as music played in the background of your new and unpacked apartment with equally flushed faces, it was this action that flustered you the most.

the heterochromic boy, feeling uncharacteristically bold, stands and pulls you back towards him by your wrist, your lips meeting his in an instant. you find yourself melting into the kiss as his gentle hands now find themselves on your waist and on your face tilting your head deepening the kiss a little more. you pull away first, flushed and needing air as you stare at grown boy in front of you. atsushi smiles softly at you as he brushes away stray hairs from your face. 

“you know you could’ve just asked me to stay?” you ask playfully, a faint blush still plastered on your features, making atsushi’s heart soar.

he only smiles cheekily at you as he retorts, “yeah, but then i wouldn’t get a kiss” the tone in his voice shifts however, to a familiar gentle and soothing tone, “happy valentine’s day (y/n)! thanks for coming into my life, i love you”

—♡ ACE TRAPPOLA / TWISTED WONDERLAND ♡ ; CHEEK / MORNING

it’s unexpected, came out of nowhere on the walk to campus after picking you up from ramshackle. grim no where in sight babbling something about wanting to sleep in a little longer. the kiss was long and sweet, not like the quick, chaste pecks ace usually gives. when he moves away, you know that there’s a dust of blush on your cheeks, but you know his are worse, but you know well by now not to call him out on it. you want to ask where it came from, but he cuts you off, voice evidently showing his embarrassment.

“d-don’t think too much of it!” he looks away from you as he stammers slightly. you giggle as you shake your head fondly choosing not to say anything, but smile contently and continue to look at him as it looks like he has more to say.

“…it’s just cause cater and trey senpai lectured me the other day…said that maybe lack of affection outside might make you worried or something like that, especially since it’s almost valentine’s day. well, today is valentine’s day but i think you get what i mean… right?”

you blink in surprise, but then giggle taking his hand in yours making him splutter as you speak softly giving him smile that makes his heart pound. “…thanks ace, i appreciate it. happy valentine’s day, i love you”

he looks away grumbling under his breath, but doesn’t pull his hand away instead intertwining your fingers together with his. 

“…yeah, i love you too prefect”

—♡ MAMMON / OBEY ME! ♡ ; HAND / EVENING

it was something you never saw coming as mammon has always been quite flustered with romantic words and actions, stumbling over them slightly even when it was just the two of you. it was same as always, you and mammon making your way back home to the house of lamentation after another day at RAD hands interlocked. you were talking about the plans you and your demon boyfriend had that evening, a movie in your room, snacks, cuddles, you know, the typical sleepover works, but when you look up at the white haired male, you find that he was already looking at you.

you stop walking and nudge mammon lightly, “hey, what’s up?”

“n-nothing’s up!”, he stumbled, “s-silly human, nothing’s wrong with the great mammon!”

you raise an eyebrow but your retort dies in your mouth as you realize that your boyfriend looks more serious than normal.

he says nothing but raises your intertwined hands up towards his lips making your breath hitch. he eyes are closed as he presses a warm and heartfelt kiss onto the top of your hands. your cheeks already feel warm, but you can tell they get darker as mammon opens eyes, full of emotion.

warmth. adoration.love.

“did ya think i forgot it was valentine’s day? ya really are stupid huh”

you give him a hard shove and he complains, but you both know that neither of you really mean anything because of the giant grins on your faces. the two of you fall back into a rhythm hands interlocked once more walking back home.

“i love you (y/n), ya better not forget it!”

—♡ LUKE PEARCE / TEARS OF THEMIS ♡ ; FOREHEAD / AFTERNOON

kisses from your boyfriend are random, but are sincere and sweet, just like your relationship. it’s valentine’s day and like you expected, luke shows up at your front door step with breakfast and your whole day planned.

for hours and hours, the two of you explore stellis, dropping by at little shops full of books, knickknacks, small cafes, pet shops, just about everywhere.

it was currently a bit into afternoon, and the detective found himself getting dragged into a little book store. it was quaint, but it had a certain charm to it; the atmosphere was calming and smelled like leather and old books. he watched fondly as you made your way through various shelved until one section caught your eye.

you pulled out a book and briefly scanned its contents before facing luke excitement practically vibrating off your figure babbling on about the contents. he admires your features, a soft look in his eyes making you freeze and feel a bit self conscious.

“hey! w-what are you looking at?”

your detective boyfriend chuckles lightly before placing his hands onto your cheeks bringing your head close to him. he places a loving kiss onto your forehead and he can feel your cheeks get warmer, something that makes a triumphant grin appear on his face.

his smile and the look in his eyes are enough to make you melt. but what really does it for you is what he says afterwards. as a lawyer, you’ve trained yourselves to be unwavering when listening to others, knowing that if you let your guard down, it can change the outcome of your case if you believe the lies and fall for the tricks.

“just someone special. my someone special to be completely specific, my watson~ happy valentine’s day, i love you. always had, always will.”

but you can’t help but break down all your walls for luke pearce.

—♡ MINAGI TSUZURU / A3! ♡ ; FOREHEAD / EARLY HOURS

you can’t help but snuggle deeper into tsuzuru’s hold, burying your face into his neck, the warmth radiating from him helping you drift off. but you control yourself knowing that once you pass out, your workaholic of a boyfriend would just tuck you in and get right back to work.

it’s two am, too early to be up, but for you and your boyfriend it’s the norm. especiallythe week a script is due, which it so happened to be. getting permission to stay over at mankai from izumi to take care of him during this crucial time period was an absolute blessing knowing tsuzuru’s sleep depriving habits.

it was only day two and said scriptwriter already has coffee and energy drinks for blood. so in light of that, a few moments ago, you’ve taken it upon yourself, (as quietly as you can to not wake masumi) to drag your boyfriend to bed to sleep, or at the very minimum take a small nap. it took a while, but you manage to get him in bed, but despite the longing of his body to sleep he just can’t.

there’s too many ideas for plot, character, lines all up in his head. he knows he can’t escape from you any time soon, and that you’re not gonna fall asleep before making sure he does first, so he might as well have someone to bounce ideas off of.

the two are practically pressed chest to chest, exchanging whimsical ideas for a play fit for mankai’s spring troupe, whispering everything knowing how bad of a temper his grouchy roommate could have. but as time went on, you both moved on from the theater talk to more random things.

whispers turning to giggles, and giggles turning to guffaws earning pillows thrown in your direction from masumi’s bed.

“you know what i just realized?” you whisper.

“if you say something about the laundry incident im going to hit you” he deadpans.

“tsuzuru! im serious!”

he rolls his eyes but a fond smile is present as he brushes hair out of your face, “okay what is it?”

“today’s valentine’s day!”, you whisper excitedly.

he blinks before realization dawns on his face, and you take the opportunity to make fun of him a little bit.

“for a scriptwriter and actor, you seem to be speechless. nothing to say? no sonnets to recite? you didn’t write a poem?”, you tease.

you laugh as he whisper yells at you, “don’t lump me in with homare-san!”

your laughs turn much quieter hearing a warning grunt from masumi, but you go silent as tsuzuru brings up a hand to your chin, tilting your head up and pressing an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

he then pulls you closer to him your face once again buried in the crook of your neck and you smile contently.

“sorry that you’re here taking care of me today and for the rest of week instead of us going out, but i really appreciate it”

your eyes begin to droop, but you fight it as you know he has more to say.

“and about those sonnets? and poems? i don’t think anything i write is going to express how much i love you. there isn’t enough words”, he chuckles, “but there are a few things that i can say”

his tone grows a little quieter knowing you’re on the bridge of drifting off, and you fall asleep with his sweet words the last thing on your mind.

“happy valentine’s day (y/n), i love you. more than anything.”

somehow, you have the feeling that tsuzuru wont be leaving this bed anytime soon.

—♡ KYAN REKI / SK8 THE INFINITY ♡ ; LIPS / MORNING

the weather is sunny and warm as always in okinawa and you wait outside the kyan household with your bike one hand, reki’s gift in another. it was valentine’s day after all.

you sigh, smile and shake your head fondly as you hear the chaos that was the kyan household on a regular morning. 

loud and full of life.

your smile only widens as your red headed boyfriend comes tumbling through his front door, in hand his beloved skateboard and roses…??

you raise an eyebrow and in return he sheepishly smiles at you, his hand scratching the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. but nonetheless, he beams at you and you can feel your knees weaken.

“i got them for you! happy valentine’s day!”

your heart melts and you accept the bouquet from reki wondering how you managed to snag such a sweet boyfriend.

as you admire the flowers, reki is busy admiring you. 

(it’s one of his favorite past times. even more than skateboarding! and who cares if miya and langa say he has a dumb dopey look on his face when he does!)

you catch him staring you and you giggle, his grin only widening. though his face changes to one of confusion as pink suddenly takes his vision. you move the small pink bag away from his face and give him a cheeky smile as you place the small gift in his palm.

he puts his skateboard on the ground and looks at you, and you encourage him to open it, “go ahead, it’s for you. but start with the envelope”

he does whaat you says and gasps in excitement, “are these stickers for my skateboard?!”

“yup! take a closer look!”

he gasps again as he looks at the designs of the stickers. on them are little doodles of you, him, and your friends; the same ones he doodles on his notebooks.

he looks at you adoration clear in his eyes, “did make my drawings into stickers?!”

he smile at him nodding as he looks through all of them. when he gets to the last one, he freezes as he soaks in the design. it was a heart shaped one of you and him, the doodle looking like it’s inspired by one of your selfies together. he also takes note that the whole doodle is in your art style making it 100 times more amazing he thinks.

he takes a peak at you and see that you’re already looking at him, a fond and peaceful look on your features that makes his cheeks flare up. he looks back into the bag and pulls out a bracelet. the sight of it lights up and fumble for something in his back pocket confusing you.

but that moment is short lived as he pulls out two matching bracelets. the action makes your eyes widen and you pull up the sleeve of your jacket showing off a bracelet that matched the one you gave him.

you looked at each other briefly before bursting out in joyful laughter.

after your laughing fit was over the two of you exchanged loving looks, the two of you both have dusty pink cheeks.

“so i guess two brains think alike! who would’ve thought we would’ve given each other matching bracelets!” reki gleefully exclaims.

you giggle before launching yourself into his arms, the action making him nearly drop his present, but he reacts quick and wraps his arms around your frame.

god, he truly is in love with you.

andman does he wanna kiss you right now.

and he does just that.

your eyes widen as you process his lips on yours, but just like your boyfriend, you react quick and kiss him back. you can feel him smiling through the kiss and you’re sure he can feel you smiling too. the kiss is warm and full of passion, just like reki.

when the two of you pull away, you’re both breathless. you lean your forehead against his and give him a quick peck on the nose, a peaceful smile on your lips.

“happy valentine’s day, (y/n). thanks for sticking around!”

—♡ KIRISHIMA IKUYA / FREE! ♡ ; HAND / EARLY HOURS

despite a long day of work (for you) and practice (for ikuya) and college (for the both of you unfortunately), you find yourself having a pleasant chat with your boyfriend on his bed. 

you’re both facing each other, blanket haphazardly thrown over your waists, and shy adoring smiles on your faces.

as ikuya talks about his iwatobi, his hometown, you take one of his hands and begin to play with it; you trace shapes like hearts and stars on his palms and play with his fingers, eventually interlocking his fingers with yours.

at the action, he pauses his story and raises an eyebrow at you, a knowing smile set on his features.

“what’s up?”

you hum as you squeeze his hand in yours, “nothing much, just admiring the look of our hands. they look good together yeah?”

the teal haired boy flushes and you laugh at him, your amusement evident.

you smirk at your boyfriend and he internally curses at you for being good looking. 

“you make it too easy ikuya”

“be quiet (y/n)”

your smirk turns to one of a mischievous grin to which ikuya only rolls his eyes in response. but afterwards, a thoughtful look makes its way onto his face making you confused.

“what’s wrong?” you ask worriedly.

he says nothing, but only brings your still intertwined hands close to him and places a long, loving kiss on the back of your hand. this time, you’re the one with a flushed face.

the way he looks at you after would have made your knees wobble if you standing up, but the affect on your heart would still be the same; it’s beating a little faster and you’re positive ikuya can hear it too.

“look at the time” he whispers softly.

you do as he says and turn behind to see the clock on the night stand.

3:27 AM

he chuckles as you turn back to him with a puzzled look on your tired features.

“it’s valentine’s day (y/n)”

your mouth forms into an “o” shape as the realization dawns on you.

“ah”

ikuya snorts before kissing your hand once again. contentment, peace, and love shining through in his smile and in his beautiful eyes.

“i love you (y/n), happy valentine’s day”

—♡ OIKAWA TOORU / HAIKYUU!! ♡ ; CHEEK / AFTERNOON

you wait by the door as you watch your stupidly handsome boyfriend wrap up practice. you find yourself sighing as you watch tooru get hit in the face by other volleyball by no other than iwaizumi hajime.

“he just never seems to learn does he,” you find yourself muttering, rolling your eyes.

looking back up, you find yourself making eye contact with makki and mattsun, and you give them a lazy salute as they grin lazily at you. but those lazy grins turn a little more mischievous as they make their way towards you at the door.

“hey (y/n)”

“hey makki, mattsun. what’s up?”

the two friends wrap an arm around each of your shoulders and you can feel an impending headache coming on, and surprisingly, it’s not from them.

you countdown from three in your head and lo and behold three seconds pass and before makki or mattsun have the chance to say anything you find yourselvs in your boyfriend’s arms.

“leave (y/n) alone! i’m the one going on a date tonight! not you two!”

you roll your eyes at your melodramatic boyfriend before shoving him off ignoring his whines and the other third year’s snickers.

“well there won’t be much of a date if we’re late, stupid”

“you’re spending too much time with iwa-chan!”, he screams, “iwa-chan! im banning you from (y/n)! 10 feet apart at all times!”

“leave me out of this shittykawa!”

“GEH (y/n)! iwa-chan’s being a brute aga—HEY (Y/N)! WAIT FOR ME”

not listening, you begin to walk faster only turning around to give your friends and boyfriend another lazy salute, only slowly down your pace when you hear rapid footsteps catching up to you.

you smile as he matches your pace, finding a rhythm and walking next to you, still slightly panting.

“you’re so mean you know that?” he whines.

you snorted and shove him with your shoulder lightly. “well someone has to be tooru”

“i beg to differ”

you raise an eyebrow at him, amusement and slight disbelief in your tone, “are you pouting?”

“no! no im not”

“i actually have a 5 year old for company”

“your company happens to be your beloved boyfriend thank you very much!”

“that doesn’t make me feel better”

“(y/n)!”

you laugh at the mock betrayal in his voice, finding amusement with the whole situation. afterwards, you smile at him knowing he’s still pouting and nudge him again with your shoulder.

“come on, this date won’t happen on its own now would it?”

the playfulness in your voice makes oikawa smirk slightly, but the fondness is there all the same.

he presses a swift but heartfelt kiss on your cheek making you laugh out in joy.

“happy valentine’s day (n/n)! love you so much kay?”, he flashes you a genuine grin, one he rarely shows in public, it’s full of childishness and excitement and you can help but but grin.

“now let’s go! we’ve got shops and cafes to visit!”

he begins to run and he grabs you by the wrist leading you to your next destination, another place to make more memories to last a lifetime.

you’re grinning so hard you think your face’ll fall off.

WOOO!! ITS STILL VALENTINE’S DAY HERE SO YES I DID IT

i love my boys all the same, but i think it’s obvious to see which ones i kind of struggled on. but! nonetheless this whole thing was really fun! i haven’t had this much fun writing in a while so it was really nice to just get back into the groove. i hope you all had a good valentine’s day!

and as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

[1:23 PM] - LUKE PEARCE

Luke really didn’t think through letting you fix his board with him. Of course Luke can never really think anything through when you’re involved, but he still manages to be surprised by just how much trouble he can get himself into.

The sunlight casting over your face as you concentrate on lifting the board so he can check the truck axle for any damage has his breath hitching in his throat, and there’s only so much self control he really has before his hand impulsively twitches towards his pocket. This really isn’t the time or the place, but just the knowledge of the ring nestled inside has him feeling settled enough to look up at you again.

“You know for someone who has never skateboarded before, you sure are good at helping me fix my own board.” You scoff and he can barely smother the grin edging onto his face.

“Yeah sure, because holding a piece of wood in place is something only skateboarding experts can do.” He thinks he missed this most of all. Just talking to you, getting to ask about your day or seeing the crinkles on the corners of your eyes when you smile as you talk. The way your voice lilts as you speak, all of these things are what makes you, you. And there was only so much imagining he could do, all alone, before he started to miss seeing you in action.

“Tony Hawk only wishes he could be you~” he practically coos at you, leaning over the board to get closer as you throw your head back and laugh. He basks in the sound, something so quintessentially you, and after so long of being starved for the comfort of your voice it makes moments like these all the more special for him.

“Well alright then Sherlock,” you quickly stand up, gently pushing the board forward so he could catch it. “If I’m gonna beat Tony Hawk I better figure out how to stand on the board first.” You reach out your hand to him, and he realizes he hasn’t been this happy in eight years.

He smiles. He takes your hand.

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it takes exactly one second for luke to realize that it was the dumbest joke he had ever made. his lips part to mumble out an apology, the tips of his ears turning red in embarrassment, a hand moving to scratch the back of his neck, but something stops him in his tracks. you’re laughing.

and it wasn’t just any kind of laughter. it’s the kind of laughter that had you throwing your head back, the kind of laughter that had you squeezing your eyes shut, the kind of laughter that had other cafe guests looking over to your table wondering what all the commotion was about. 

then your laughter dies down and you smile. the kind of smile that made his heart flutter. a feeling once familiar, but was once caused by somebody else. luke wanted to smile back, but it falters just as soon as the corners of his lips twitched upwards.

“i don’t think i can do this,” he breathes out, “it’s just-i was…in love with someone…for a really long time.”

luke waits for your disappointed words, to hear your wooden chair scratching against the tiled cafe floor, but instead he feels a warm hand enveloping his own.

you’re reaching across the table, your head tilted to the side, a gentleness to the sound of your voice, “i understand, take as much time as you need. when you’re ready, i’ll be here.”

his eyes widen, looking up to meet yours. there’s not a single trace of anger in yours, finding a reflection of himself instead. there’s a small jolt of electricity that shot through his veins, noticing the comfort that came with the way you smiled. part of him knew, he was going to fall in love with you. maybe not now, but someday he will. that much he knew for certain. 

so luke places his other hand on top of yours, letting your warmth envelop him entirely, “thank you.”  

from elle !  yes luke i will wait for you. as long as you want bb ;-;

ˊ˗ ꒰꒱ If Only

in which luke realizes it’s ok to be selfish for once. (requested)

It’s been two years, and even then, Luke thinks that you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever laid his eyes on. 

You’d finally taken and passed your senior attorney exam, and your co-workers took it upon themselves to throw you a celebration. He watches as you, along with your new, golden badge neatly pinned onto the lapel of your jacket, laughed along with Kiki and Celestine. Out of nowhere, Artem and Marius pop up from the crowd, the younger male seemingly having just arrived. Luke figured that was the case, as he handed you a neatly wrapped package along with a tight hug, one that you surprisingly welcomed and returned. 

“You know, you could go and talk to her right now.” He gave a small smile of acknowledgement to Vyn, who joined him in leaning against the function room’s back wall.

“I could, but should I?” Seeing you, happily mingling with your friends was definitely a sight to behold for him, so much so that even from the distance, he could feel the warmth your presence emits. “She looks happy.”

“Both you and I know she’d be happier with you around.” Turning to look at the newly arrived person, Luke’s wide irises met Marius’ surprisingly soft gaze. “It’s been confirmed that you’re fully cured already.Be selfish for once,Sherlock. Their happiness has always been entwined with yours, it always has been, always will be.” 

Distracted by the two men’s constant attempts to convince him, he didn’t notice you frantically navigating yourself through the crowd. As much as he’d tried to disguise himself, you’d always recognize him. How could you not, really? After all those years of being with him, you have already memorized his familiar build, from the tufts of bright hair sticking out from the haphazardly-placed hat to his unconscious habit of fiddling with scraps of metal he -for some reason- carries around.

“Luke! Luke… is that you?” 

His head snaps up in record time, frantically looking around before his eyes finally settled on your heaving form. It was like time stopped outside the little bubble enclosing the two of you, the other only focusing on the other’s presence. After months of longing, of wondering how the other was doing, of thinking about how it would feel like to embrace their beloved once again— if only for a moment. But now… maybe now that if only could finally happen in reality.

“I… I’m sorry.”

He had so many words to say, yet that was all Luke could really say. You stood there, motionless for a while, before walking closer and taking his arm, bringing him to a more secluded area. As soon as you got there, he barely had time to prepare himself before you slapped him. Hard.

Luke closed his eyes, letting you release all the pent-up anger you felt towards him. It’s what I deserve, he thought. All the while, your hits eventually become weaker and weaker, and only then does he realize that you’d been sobbing uncontrollably. He engulfed you in a hug, ignoring your protests that were growing weaker the closer he held you, until you eventually gave up playing tough and held onto him for dear life, with him doing his best to quell your tears as he dealt with his. You may have an anger towards him for disappearing on you for the second time, but your love for your Sherlock was greater.

Three minutes later, two hushed voices were heard from the area.

“You’re an asshole.”

“I know.”

“You could have told me about everything.”

“I know.”

Another bout of silence.

“I love you.” 

The confession rings in the air, and while you had your ear pressed to his chest, you could hear the rapid beating of his heart. If you craned your head up right then and there, you would have been greeted with the sight of a flushed Detective Luke Pearce, and even with his tear-stained eyes and messy hair, he still looked as stunning as ever.

“And I, you, my Watson.”

He knew the both of you had a lot to talk about, and he knew that he needed to earn your trust back bit by bit, but he knows your longstanding love can handle more than that. He’s faced death way too many times to count on one hand, and a few days ago only did he escape his latest encounter, but with you by his side, he’s never felt more alive.

Eternal. | Tears of Themis | Luke Pearce

Genre:Fluff

Warnings: Spoilers for Luke’s Story! ! ! no trigger warnings. c:

Word count: 1,092

This story is dedicated to one of my dear friends who is a massive Luke simp!

Ich hoffe die Geschichte gefällt dir und danke für die hilfreichen Infos! :D

Bzzt! Bzzt!

7 a.m.Your alarm rang. You slowly woke up, your eyes struggling to stay open while you were looking at your phone, trying to turn off the annoying noise. When you did so, you steadily came to your senses and the thick fog in your mind, caused by sleeping for over 8 hours, slowly dissolved, helping you think clearer. At that moment you remembered what day it was. It wasthatday. A few weeks ago you were working on a case with Luke Pearce, the caring nice guy that you knew since you two were little kids. But you were shocked when you met him again after 8 years. He was way more mature and, you had to admit, he looked even more handsome than back in high school. Sometimes, you caught yourself looking at him for a bit too long. Thankfully, he didn’t catch you, yet.

While working on the mentioned case with him, you two eventually began to talk about daily topics like what was new at NXX or the latest gossip about any of the members. Then you came to the topic of your past together. Luke and you chatted about funny or in general memorable moments you two had experienced back then. The nostalgia was kicking in, and you said with a smile on your face:

“Sometimes, I wish I could turn back time, just to relive these moments with you.”

One thing led to another and Luke and you decided to meet up today. In contrast to your past activities, Luke didn’t tell you where you two were gonna go or what you were going to do. He only told you too meet him in front of his shop at 10 a.m.

You looked at your phone and noticed, that it was already half past seven. Were you really thinking about Luke for half an hour without noticing it? Either way, you stood up and walked into the bathroom. After your daily morning routine, you ate cereal for breakfast and put on some nice clothes. In fact, you wore your favorite outfit today considering the special occasion. Another look at the time.
9 a.m. You were looking down to your feet, walking to Luke’s shop. You felt a bit weird about wearing the shoes Marius gave you as a present, but they were the fanciest and prettiest you owned and Luke didn’t know you got them from Marius, so you didn’t consider it as that bad. A small chuckle escaped your mouth thinking about it. You really grew close to all the NXX members.

When you arrived at the front of his shop it didn’t take long for Luke to come out and lock the shop’s door behind him. “Hey, Y/N !”, he greeted you cheerily. Then, he gave you a hug: “I’m glad we’re able to meet up today since I rarely have time for anything, you know how it is.” You nodded. Since today’s activity was still a mystery you asked: “What are we going to do today?” Luke smiled and answered: “Just wait and see. Follow me, and don’t be scared or something like that, I promise I won’t kidnap you.” You giggled and assured him that you weren’t scared of him at all. He started dragging you to his car a few meters away and you got in.

After a short drive, he stopped in front of a park. You’ve never visited that park before, no, you didn’t even know it existed. And you didn’t want to say anything, but it looked a bit shabby. You glanced over to Luke. He looked quite confident, which made you wonder what was in this mysterious park. “You see, Y/N , this park may look shabby on the outside …”, Luke stopped and shows you to follow him. You did so. Luke and you walked through tall bushes and along a dark path.

After a few seconds, you could see light shine through the leaves again. Luke put the bushes aside and helped you out of them. When you looked around, you were astonished. Luke continued: “… but it’s a real treasure on the inside.” Dozens of flowers in all colors surrounded you two. It smelled like heaven. There were roses, daisies, lilies, orchids and many more types of flowers painting the beautiful scenery. Not only were they growing on the floor, but also on the bushes around you. Luke looked at you, waiting for you to say something. “It’s beautiful! How did you find this place?”, you asked him, still amazed by the beauty of the garden. He answered with a smile on

his face: “Somebody recommended it to me a while ago. And since then I’ve wanted to take you here.”

Suddenly, his expressions turned from cheerful to sorrowful. “I sadly never found the time to invite you to this place, but, finally, I found it. And I hope we can spend it with only each other and these flowers, being alone and in peace for once in our stressful lives.” His words made you tear up a bit. You gave him a tight hug and thanked him: “Thank you for bringing me here. It really is beautiful. I’m so glad to be here with you.” You felt his arms encircle your upper body and pulling you towards him. Your chest slightly pressing against his. At that moment, you two forgot the weird tension between you and just embraced the hug. When you separated from each other again, you felt a slight blush appear on your face. You haven’t been this close to anyone in a while, especially not to Luke, whose face also turned red.

“Y/N.”, he took your hand. “I may not have much time left, and I may not grow old with you”, he paused for a moment, clearly trying not to get too emotional, “but I want to spend the rest of my life, living by your side, not leaving, ever. Maybe as a colleague, or maybe, as your”, he had trouble speaking out the obvious, you gently squeezed his hand in yours, showing him that everything is going to be alright, then he continued, “Maybe as your significant other.” Small tears started to form and rolled down your cheeks. You were relieved that he felt the same way as you, and even more proud of him, to actually be able to say it out loud. Your eyes looked directly into his.

“Thank you for everything, Y/N. Please promise me to stay by my side for the next three years.”

Tears of Themis fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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@ nxx-watson’s masterlist

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• fluff/first dates
• fluff/napping together
• fluff/comforting you
• sfw/being caught staring
• fluff/he lends you his clothes
• sfw/you faint due to overwork

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Marius von Hagen

• fluff/good morning sunshine
• sfw/childhood friends to lovers
• sfw/trying cooking
• sfw/playful s/o

Artem Wing

• fluff/under the stars
• fluff/fragile
• sfw/taking care of you, because you got injured

Luke Pearce

• fluff/push

Vyn Richter

coming soon

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Updated:13-Sep-2021

tot men + dancing together.

artem wing…

• …. dances with you in the warm comfort of home. he’s a rather private person, and would like to keep affectionate moments between the two of you alone (or maybe your pet can know).
• he has a playlist of songs both you and he really like, and he’ll play them whenever you’re over (he keeps adding new additions every time you mention a new song that you liked to him, and it’s really large at this point of time). but he also has this playlist of songs that are soft and slow, and remind him of you ― they’re the ones he plays at times like these.
• he sneaks up behind you when you’re doing something, and hugs you before placing a kiss on the top of your head. he’ll slowly intertwine his fingers with yours, and then he’ll pull you away from whatever you were doing (it’s hard to get mad at him because a; he only does it when he’s sure you’re not busy and b; he looks really happy).
• he leads you through his home, making sure not to bump into anything before finally ending it with a comical flourish that has never failed to make you laugh. immediately tugs you in for a long session of much needed cuddles right after, and refuses to let go until you agree with his bargain of kisses (which i think, is something you definitely don’t mind).

marius von hagen…

• …. pulls you in for a dance when he’s been away from a long time (even though it’s only been a day) and wants to spend some time with you (it’s honestly just an excuse for him to hold you in his arms).
• he hums to a song he’s been listening to all week as he twirls you around, but then decides he wants to listen to it again, so he plays it over the speakers, effectively (fake) exasperating you because, well, it’s that song again.
• he, like artem, pulls you away from whatever you are doing at the moment, but he however, does not have any regard for it; he has a million ways to convince you to take a break and dance with him ― and they work every single time, because he knows what to say and do to.
• cuts your dance sessions short so he can kiss you hard enough to leave you breathless, and then swoop you off your feet and carry you around. he only sets you down when he has remarked a very on-brand marius von hagen tease and he’s seen your flustered face (even though he pretends he hasn’t, only to fluster you further). traps you in his arms so you can’t get away from him, but eventually relaxes his hold as he excitedly tells you all about his day (and listens to yours, too).

luke pearce…

• …. randomly tugs you along to dance with him at the most random of places and moments (he feels joy when he hears a favourite song of his play, or whenever one of yours comes along, and he wants to share it with you).
• his selection of songs is random too ― you can never predict what song will come up when, and what he’s going to do then. but his spontaneity is absolutely charming, and watching him have fun is enough to make you want to join him (and all he does is playfully smirk at you as he pulls you alongside).
• luke doesn’t like disturbing you when you’re working (he doesn’t like it either), so he stays still up until you’re finished with it, or up until he decides that you need a little break. then he carries you away without waiting for a response, and gives you a brilliant smile that doesn’t let you be mad at him (because how could you in the first place? he knows this weakness, and exploits it to his full advantage).
• rather than actually dancing to a dance, most of the time, he’ll be recreating memes and leaves you in exploding laughter, and clutching at your sides. but when he is dancing, he definitely drags you with him, because the more the merrier, or so he says. he can and he will start to chase you around in the middle of dancing, and eventually, tackles you into a tired cuddle session.

vyn richter…

• …. likes to act like the distinguished gentleman that he is, and asks for a dance with you (knowing fully that you’ll accept, but he likes to watch the smile on your face when he does it).
• his records play old, soft and slow songs, that are perfect for starry summer nights, or cold, rainy evenings, or early sunrises ― and leave you warm and fuzzy on the inside (he adores this particular record, and watching his eyes light up as you suggest playing it makes it even better).
• most of the time, it’s really peaceful around him, and that means you finish your work faster (and maybe, watching him work, makes you want to do yours, too), leaving you with a lot of free time and even more boredom. he immediately recognises your habits to entertain yourself, and makes an offer to you for a dance (the formal way as one would at a ball), as he too, has wrapped up his work (or is taking a break).
• slow dancing is something he loves ― his movements are elegant and graceful, as he maneuvers you around with ease (but there’s something so him about the way he dances, that it doesn’t feel right when you’re dancing with someone else). he twirls you around more than usual or dances faster than what you’re used to when he’s feeling mischievous ― and then chuckles at your pouty face, but falls back into the rhythm eventually. he likes to finish dances together by spinning you around in the air and ending it with a kiss (read: kisses, because he’s not going to stop at one).

✦ notes; aaaaahhh i’m so sorry for being so inactive as of late! to make up for it, please have these hcs, and i promise i’ll be more active from now on- ily all <3

- rine

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