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gay-dorito-dust · 23 hours

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Do you think you could write some hcs about HSR men comforting reader who woke up from a nightmare?

Bonus if the source of the nightmare was Silver Wolf telling scary stories.

Argenti

Would immediately wake up the moment he senses that your sleep was being disturbed.

‘My sweet, what’s troubling you?’ He’d ask you, his eyes shone with concern.

‘Just got spooked by the story Silver Wolf told last night.’ You tell him.

‘Aww my beloved rose.’ He coos softly.

‘I know it’s stupid.’ You scoffed.

‘Oh no, not at all.’ He replied as he scooted himself closer to you and brought his hands up to hold your face and used his finger pads to caress your skin soothingly.

‘It’s okay to be scared for it is a reaction shared amongst all beings, but you should never feel such a way when I’m here to keep you safe.’ Argenti said as he presses his forehead to yours and began to hum a sweet, tender melody that swiftly had you drifting off back sleep within seconds.

‘Goodnight my beloved rose.’ He whispered after performing his song, pressing a kiss to your forehand and followed you in the dream realm where he could continue protecting you.

Welt

When Welt saw you had woken yourself from a nightmare and were obviously still reeling from the effects, he would wordlessly bring you into his arms slowly enough as not to frighten you and have you rest your head against his chest.

‘Are you comfortable in telling me what happened?’ He asks barely above a whisper.

‘It’s stupid.’ You replied, voice muffled from the way your face was pressed against his chest.

‘Not if it’s got you frightened this badly.’ He says against your head, his hands rubbing up and down your back soothingly.

‘It was the story Silver Wolf told last night.’ You finally tell him after debating on it for a bit.

‘It was truly a well put together story,’ Welt began as he recalled the events of last night and how tense you were the entire time, ‘I must admit I was slightly taken aback at times.’

You raised your head from his chest to look him in his warm eyes. ‘You were scared too?’ You asked.

‘Kind of.’ Welt chuckles as he brought your head back to his chest and press several kisses to your forehead. ‘Now if I’m allowed, I would like to tell you a story of my own. I must preference this beforehand that it’s not a well written one, but I hope it brings you comfort regardless.’

‘Please.’ You pleaded as you burrowed yourself further against his chest, practically clinging on to him. ‘Anything you say is better than nothing.’ You added.

‘Very well then.’ Welt cleared his throat. ‘There once was a young lady with vibrantly pink hair who had an…habit of wandering into places she probably shouldn’t have. This is merely one story out of many, many, many others…’

Blade

Is an extremely light sleeper, so any movement you made was picked up almost immeditly and he was more than ready to grab his sword when he felt your breath hitch in your throat.

He genuinely thought you were in danger, only to find out you had just woken up from a nightmare.

‘What’s wrong.’ He’d ask gruffly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

‘Nothing.’ You replied.

‘Bullshit.’ He scoffs.

‘Fine it was the scary story Silver Wolf told.’ You admitted and Blade raised a brow.

‘You do know none of it’s real right?’ He then asks while biting back a yawn.

‘Yeah no shit but that doesn’t stop the fact that it really freaked me the fuck out.’ You told him as you looked away from him, knowing you weren’t going to get much comfort out of him, seeing as how he’s never known a day of it.

Blade sighed when you showed him your back, knowing you were expecting to be comforted, as he then shuffles himself behind you and puts his arms over your waist all the while caging you against his chest.

‘Nothings going to get you, I won’t allow it.’ He reminds you as he burrows his face into your neck. ‘So there’s no need to be afraid when I’m here and am willing to put body on the line if it meant you sleeping soundly. What’s a few new scars compared to the old.’ He adds as he kept his eyes locked onto the door to the bedroom for a while, just long enough for you to comfortably go back to sleep before following soon after.

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ladadiida · 9 months

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𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

heavily injured from a battle in the xianzhou luofu, you thought it would be the first and last time you see your stellarmate—but then you wake up in his arms, with him treating your wounds despite showing signs of disinterest in your bond when you first met.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 soulmate au, angst, unrequited love, mentions of blood and injury descriptions, possessiveness, blade's pov, him just taking care of you with a sprinkle of angst

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 stellarmate = soulmate (inspired from stellar jade so original i know) this is actually from the blade fic that i plan on writing but this can be read as a standalone! also, if you get the ts reference in this we are automatically besties. may blade wanters be blade havers

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soaking the dirty piece of cloth in the cold water, blade let the icy liquid gather in the fabric before lifting it out and wringing it dry until it became nothing but an improvised damp towel.

it wasn't even guaranteed that it was clean enough to be put on your forehead, since the cloth was only ripped off from your dirtied skirt. however, he had no choice but to use it in the end. your body went into a shock after losing too much blood in a battle between you and some mara-struck soldiers, resulting into a high fever.

with the moon positioned at its highest point in the night sky, blade guessed that it was already midnight, meaning that he hadn't caught a wink of sleep ever since he fled the xianzhou with your unconscious body in his arms and warped to a planet he first thought of. this was nothing new. he could stay up all night and his body wouldn't feel anything at all.

blade approached your resting figure in the small cave you were both currently residing in. observing your face for a moment, which was formed in a deep frown, he brushed away the stray hairs out of your face as carefully as he could, then placed the damp cloth on your forehead.

your fever wasn't going down throughout the evening, with your body covered in sweat and hastily wrapped bandages. your shoulders were bare since your most grave injury was a stab wound near your heart, caused by a sharp blade of a mara-struck soldier, and so he was forced to rip open the top part of your shirt to stop the bleeding.

beside your now wrapped wound was none other than your mark. your stellar mark. blade can only stare at it. even when he was placing a bandage over your wound, he didn't dare touch the area where the mark rested on your skin. until now, he was still in disbelief over the fact that the aeons gave him a counterpart, his other half. after all the torment and pain, he, of all people, was blessed with a stellarmate.

he went over to the bonfire in the middle of the cave, where he was boiling medicinal herbs with water using a bowl he made out of stone. years worth of travelling between planets made him gain knowledge of which food to eat or which plant is safe to intake. emerald-iii wasn't a foreign land to blade; he had visited the planet before twice, accompanied by kafka.

speaking of his companion, blade thought back to the xianzhou while waiting for you to wake up and for the medicine to finish cooking. she must be looking for him right now, maybe even asked silver wolf to track him down. your astral express friends might be searching for you too.

he closed his eyes. the image of you lying in your own pool of blood appeared in his mind. blood was also dripping down the side of your mouth, and your eyes were already starting to close when he found you. the pain and rage and fear he felt all over his body was nothing compared to his never-ending death. and he felt his mark burning too, wanting to seek revenge to the people who hurt what was his, wanting to kill them clean with his broken—

"b—lade?" your broken voice came out in a pained wheeze. you coughed shortly after, throat dry and parched. blade turned around and looked at you. your eyes were barely open, but he can see your confusion and distress. "you're...h-here?"

"fool. don't try to talk. you are currently in a weak state." he scolded, glowering at you with his crimson eyes narrowed in slits.

you shook your head repeatedly, slowly lifting your shivering arms and wrapping them around yourself. "i-it hurts, blade..." you complained as tears lined up your eyes, fingers brushing against your wounded shoulder, "...and it's c-cold."

blade gave you a blank stare. he didn't know what to say to you. it was the first time you talked to each other properly, and the first time you were alone together. but it seemed like you were in a state of delirium, seeing that you weren't scared of expressing yourself.

you whined while sniffing, "so cold...why is it so cold?"

he sighed in defeat and shrugged off his tailcoat, leaving him in only bandages wrapped around his torso. he scooted over to you and covered your body with his coat. "we are in emerald-iii, therefore, the weather is constantly changing. endure it while i finish the medicine."

"medicine?" you asked curiously, pulling his coat up to your face.

blade clicked his tongue in annoyance. "one more question and i will abandon you here."

you were silent for the next minutes as you patiently waited beside him. he removed the stone bowl from the fire, and saw that the water has turned a greyish green due to the medicinal herbs. to further melt down the remaining floating leaves, he gave the liquid a quick stir by moving it in a back and forth motion.

bringing it up to your lips, he commanded, "drink."

moving your head forward, you sipped from the bowl, but you immediately coughed it out. after recovering from the series of coughs, you let out, "it's bitter—!"

"you dare complain when i boiled these herbs for hours just so they become pure enough to consume." blade snapped impatiently, "do you wish to be well or not?"

you nodded quickly, not wanting to anger him any further. "okay. i'll drink it."

it took you a few more tries before you get to take all the medicine down your throat, your face scrunched in disgust by the time you finished drinking it.

without warning, blade scooped you up and placed your head against his shoulder. he started taking off your bloodied bandages, and once it was all removed, he examined the wound. he already cleaned and stitched it up hours ago, but it was still bleeding. it can't be helped. the supplies were sparse and the cut was too deep, and with your fever adding up, he was not sure if you'll survive the night.

sweat began lining up his forehead. gritting his teeth, he took a fresh batch of bandages and started to wrap them on you again.

why? why was he doing this? why was he trying to keep you alive? each time the bandage circled around your arm, blade's movements became more frustrated and quick and rough. he didn't even notice you gazing at him with a dazed expression until you chuckled softly.

blade scowled. "speak if you wish to say something."

"are you real?" you murmured weakly, your hushed voice cracking in between words, lacking the usual gentle tone yet it was still tinted with naivety and awe that it made him freeze. all the frustration and anger was washed away and was instead replaced with confusion to your question.

your eyelids kept drooping down, not allowing him to see the beautiful shade of your warm eyes that reminded him of the brightest stars of the xianzhou sky. it was fine; as long as he gets to hold you like this, your head against his shoulder, your bare skin against his with the moonlight shining over you, then everything was fine.

feeling his heart skid to a stop for a thousandth time that night, blade can't help but to slowly reach out, and although his bandaged hand hesitated to land on your skin, afraid it might tint your innocence with his sins, he allowed himself to caress your cheek. it did not surprise him at all when your face fit perfectly in the palm of his wounded hand, your warmth proceeding to seep through his thin and bloodied bandages. a stray tear suddenly fell down your smooth skin, and this time, he didn't hesitate to wipe it off with his thumb.

"what do you mean?" he whispered, leaning in closer to you. you didn't answer for a minute, your breathing growing heavy.

then you laughed. "i don't know," you said, "i feel like i just made you up."

more tears escaped from your eyes as you continued, "you wouldn't...boil some strange herbs for me, or wrap me up in your coat. or treat my wounds, or even talk to me. you wouldn't want to be near me. you wouldn't do that."

"i have no time for your nonsense." blade replied with the intention of sounding harsh, but it came out weak instead. you smiled at him tearily, placing your hand on top of his.

"we are going to be unbound soon." you assured him, and blade swore his stellarmark was stung the second you said those words, "and as soon as i get well, i will immediately seek the aeons and get our marks removed. then you wouldn't have to see me ever again."

he swallowed, speechless for the first time. unbeknownst to him, he was slowly pulling you closer to his chest, his fingers digging into your skin in an attempt to keep you all to himself. his breathing grew uneven as he thought of you walking away from him, forgetting him, not thinking of him, and you belonging to someone else that wasn't him. his heartbeat grew irregular at the thought of not seeing you again.

blade had the sudden urge to cover up his mark and protect it from the world. it was his. it was his and his alone, and no one was going to take it away from him. not even the aeons.

"but do you want to know a secret?" you continued quietly, your smile growing wide, "if the aeons would give me a chance to pick a stellarmate again, i would choose you."

yes. he was going to keep this mark. and he was going to keep you. ever single person who will lay their hand on your skin will meet the sharpness of his sword, and every single one who will stand in between your bond shall face his wrath.

"i would you choose you, again, and again, and again, until you want me back. until you love me back."

the second you wake up from your delirious state, he'll tell you of his new plans, and he imagined you in disbelief, surprised and hesitant and hopeless but you'll nod and you'll take his hand, and you'll run, run, run, and leave it all behind.

"oh, look at the moon," you exclaimed, pointing a finger to the crescent shaped light, and he ignored the way your breaths were growing shallow each time you talk, "look at the moon, blade. it's so pretty. the moon is so pretty."

blade pulled you closer to his chest and rested his chin on top of your head as a sinister grin started to grow on his lips, along with an unfamiliar flame beginning to ignite in his amber crimson eyes. you were his. you were his.

and not even elio can change that.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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hsr men with inexperienced/virgin reader. How would they treat them and guide them?🤭Please include Blade and Jing Yuan in this

Love the virginity loss thing, it can be both sweet and intimate... or really kinky and corrupt. Like these two.

Pairing: Blade, Jing Yuan x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, virginity loss, guidance, corruption kink, size kink, blowjob, size difference, praise, degradation, clit stimulation, name-calling, dirty talk, biting, marking, scratches, kissing, hair-pulling (for Reader)

A/N: Two extremely different flavors here. Darker for Blade, softer for Jing Yuan.

Blade delights in youf inexperiance, its so fun to him. Downright amusing actually. He has many things he would like to try with you, see how you handle them, what makes you moan, what makes you cry, what makes you arch your back, what makes you drool. Other then the sight of his cock that is.

He is only gentle for the first few thrusts. Even he knows he should take it a little bit easy on a first timer like you. The first time you had a real cock in your cunt, but definately not the first time you've had something inside is it. You're taking him too well for that. He's not the only one who has toys is he?

"I'll be damned, I've got a little slutty virgin on my hands. I knew you weren't as pure as you claimed. That hole is use to being streatched. But its still... ahh... so tight on a real man's cock. Don't worry, we got all night sweetheart, I'll make you into a real cockslut yet."

Jing Yuan puts his hands on the back of your head, slowly threading them through your hair as your mouth closes in on his big cock for the first time. Don't feel pressure to take it all in for the first time, you can build up to it and... oh! Determined are you? You're being very good right now, focus your tongue on the tip a little more.

You're doing well for a someone who has never sucked cock before but as good as this feels he wants yku to feel good too. No need to be shy. Would you rather turn around? You don't have to look at him if its embaressing. He's happy ylu want to see his face, happy you're opening your legs. He's gonna make this as painless as he can. He is a lot to work with and its gonna take a while to get all of hkm in. If... fuck, he knows you're trying to stay still but... scrathing his back, biting his neck... you're gonna make him go feral bdfore you know it.

"Easy darling. I see how eager you are but for your sake I'll take it slow. Slow as I can. Heh, you say you want to see my wild side but honestly? You're coming just from the tip inside you, you can't handle my wild side. Yet."

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spirit-hotline · 3 months

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Blade x Abundance!reader

Word Count͟͟͞͞➳❥ 1.9k (One-Shot)

Reader is gender neutral // Not proofread

A/N͟͟͞͞➳❥English is not my first language so I apologize for any grammar errors. The reader follows the path of abundance, and their origins can be up to interpretation. Have fun imagining yourself a backstory ;). This is more or less a test for a concept I've boiled up in my brain.

Cw ➳❥ Possible OOC, Mild body Horror, abrupt ending, illness, mention of pain, Soft, wholesome, SFW, vague on purpose.

Summary ➳❥ Blade meets you, a follower of the abundance, during one of his Mara crises. You heal him and leave leaving only your name. Who are you, he ponders. Once he finds himself desperate, he whispers your name.

Blade sat on the floor, hidden inside an abandoned merchant stall on the Loafu—his body tenses, the mara ever so threateningly consuming his mind. He hisses at the pain, holding back a groan from the intoxicating pain. Unable to move, run, or call Kafka for help. In these moments, even he couldn't help but to feel desperation. Maybe it’ll finally eat him alive this time, letting him meet his long-awaited end. His eyes closed. Corrupted memories and faded voices calling to him, a stabbing pain piercing the remains of his bruised lonely heart. Only the hope of death lay dryly on his tongue. Blade felt joy as his conscience faded into the dark, his body limping on the floor.

Blade could only hear the ringing in his ears until the thumping of footsteps appeared close to him. A light hand places itself on his shoulder. The unsupportable pain starts to vanish from his body, spreading from the singular light touch. The memories fade, freeing him from their strain. Blade lifts his head in a daze, vision foggy from his symptoms. He sees someone crouched next to him, their hand still placed on his shoulder. The person smiles at him softly. Throughout his body, gladioli buds start to sprout. The sprouts grow on his scars, lessening their pain. His mara calms, freeing his mind to think clearly again. The fog in his eyes dissipates, now able to see you fully. He suddenly winces out of your touch, backing away from you with sharp threatening eyes. You quickly bring your hand back to yourself.

-’’ My apologies, I mean no harm.’’ You spurt out, attempting to calm him.

Blade only stares at you with intensity, his face back to a neutral state. A deep groan escapes his lips. He considered knocking you out, unwilling to uselessly harm someone for an escape, but he quickly realized how dissipated his mara felt. His eyes widen, witnessing the bourgeons and flowers spread around his torn muscles. How did you-- Abundance? Even so- how was it so effective? His gaze wanders back to you as you innocently stare back.

-’’ You should be feeling better for a few.’’ You chirped softly, standing back up on your feet. ‘’ I need to move, Good day.’’

-’’ Wait!’’

As you turn your back, Blade mindlessly takes hold of your wrist. You turn back, surprised by the man’s sudden outburst. Blade didn’t know what he was doing, maybe he was losing his mind even more. His grip loosens, but you don’t pull your hand back.

-’’ How-’’ He shuddered. -’’ y/n’’

His mouth is agape as you cut him off. He quickly swallows his tongue.

-’’ If you ever need me again, call my name.’’ You state as if it was a simple fact.

You free yourself from his grip gently before walking away from the premises, disappearing within the simulated horizon of the Loafu. Blade watches your figure disappear, his normal expression back on his face. He didn’t know you, nor did he care about you. He was simply lucky, and you were foolish. Why would he ever remember your name?

…

Weeks later, Blade lays in his bed at the stellaron hunter’s base. His mara is acting up, making him twist and turn on his futon. His covers are thrown off the futon as his body feels too hot to sustain it. He finally lays on his back, exhausted and restless. He breathes heavily, sweat sliding off his muscles, wetting his bandaged chest. It stings, leaving him breathless for only a moment every few seconds. His trousers are drenched, sticking uncomfortably on his legs. His eyes blur as he stares at the ceiling. Memories flood his weakened mind, making him clench his fists until his fingernails pierce through his skin. The pain is unbearable, consuming him once more like it always was. Groans escapes his lips every few minutes, unable to control the debilitating feeling throughout his ill body. As Blade feels his consciousness fade, something flashes in his mind. A recent memory, a word, a name. He fought the need to say it. His pride unwilling to do something so pathetic. A sudden sting causes him to groan loudly as he barred his teeth in thin air. Dammit, dammit it all.

-’’y/n…y/n…’’

Blade felt pitiful, gasping your name out of his burning throat. Nothing answered to him apart from the echo of his pleas. Of course, you won’t come. You were in the Loafu after all, and he was lightyears away from you. He so stupidly kept calling your name, desperate from the mara. Against his pride and his better judgment, he couldn’t help but call out your name silently. He frowns in frustration.

-‘’y/n…y/n!’’ He barely screamed that last one, but nothing. Not you or the relief will ever arrive. He closes his eyes, exhausted and in pain. Maybe- just maybe, something could deliver him from this never-ending curse.

The air suddenly feels fresher. Blade noticed that his futon seemed to have changed…texture? He quickly realizes that his pain is suddenly numbed. Although still present, it’s barrable. His eyes shot open, greeted by a light blue sky. His eyes widen, feeling a cool breeze all over his body. What in the? He sits up, touching his bandages and chest confused. Was this a dream? The afterlife? His body feels fuzzy as if ants were crawling beneath his skin. He looks around the plains surrounding him.

A vast field of gladiolus bloomed before him, showing their diverse and saturated colours. The field seems to be endless, crossing the horizon. It sways in unison as a breeze traverses the blooming flowers.

Blade finds the force to stand up, holding his arm with his hand. Although he’s able to walk, the fuzzy feeling forces him to limp softly on the pillowy grass. Was this death? He looks down at the imprint of his body on the flattened flowers. Would a dream be this detailed? Without a thought and without a destination, Blade starts walking weakly in any direction. He leaves behind him a trail of red spider lilies, new flowers blooming at his every step. It feels like hours as he aimlessly wanders inside the never-ending plains. Finally, he sees what looks like a small cabin. He furrows his eyebrows, both happy and cautious of such a finding. As he approaches he smells something in the distance, sweets. The field opens up to a clearing. Between him and the house a few meters away, lays a picnic blanket with pastries arranged elegantly on its surface. On the edge of the blanket, there you are, sitting peacefully with a cup of tea in your hands. Blade’s eyes widen in disbelief. It’s you. He approaches you with more hurry than before.

You enjoy your favourite blend of tea, humming delightfully to yourself. You feel the presence you’ve been waiting for you. You turn your head towards the figure. You watch silently as Blade slowly approaches you. He stops in his tracks, leaving some distance between the two of you.

-’’ You–You’re here.’’ He exhales.

-’’ You called.’’ You answer simply.

The warrior studies you, desperately trying to find anything suspicious about any of this, but all he felt was confusion. You give him a soft smile, aware of the questions he might have. Unknown to him, you weren’t going to answer any of his questions.

-’’ Where–’’ He tries to ask, but you cut him off as easily as last time.

-’’ Come, Join me. Have a seat.’’ You invite him. Your voice is soft and calming, which bothers Blade.

Nonetheless, he closes his distance and sits next to you. He feels awkward, and not used to interacting with strangers. His walls are still up towards you. After all, you barely knew each other. You tap your lap softly, inviting him to rest his head on top of it. His eyes widen as he gives you a glare. You stare back, unbothered.

-’’ You look pained, I can fix that…’’ You whisper you’re voice honeyed, inviting him further.

Blade scoffs at the absurdity of this entire situation. First, he wakes up in an unknown field, then he rests on your lap? He might as well go with it. Blade shifts the weight of his body, his back facing you before he reluctantly places his head on your thighs. You chuckle, gently putting a hand through his hair. The man closes his eyes at the touch, furrowing. The gazing of your fingers on his scalp suddenly felt like heaven. The feeling spread all over his face, causing a sharp exhale to escape his nostrils. As your right-hand plays softly with his hair, your left-hand descends carefully down his bandaged chest. The buzzing in his body ceases once your finger traces his skin. He feels calm and at peace. A feeling he never thought he could ever experience. His expression relaxes for the first time in years. For once, like the last time he saw you, his body feels empty, light, and devoid of ill. The tingle of your fingers tracing his scars through the bandages gives him goosebumps. Quick gaps escaped his lips. If he knew what it meant, he’d say it’d feel like euphoria. By now, his entire body felt weightless. He pressed his head on your stomach, enjoying this feeling with water in his eyes. You giggle softly, proud of your healing work.

-’’ We can stop now if you wish to.’’ You calmly propose, removing your hand from his hair. It’s interrupted by his hand grabbing yours.

-’’ No…Please.’’ He whispers, pleading for your touch.

-’’ Very well.’’

You continue your miracle, tracing the tips of your fingers all over his chest and face. Blade relaxes completely within your grasp. His skin shudders from time to time from the gentleness of your touches. You both spend your time like this for a while. Suddenly, a distant bell chimes across the sky. You look up, disappointment on your face. You look back at the now dozed-off warrior on your lap. You caress his cheek with the back of your hand, walking him up softly.

-’’ I’m afraid our time together is over.’’ You sigh sadly. You were enjoying your time with this stellaron hunter. His calm expression, the peace in his eyes as he flutters them open. The pain you meticulously make vanish.

-’’ Will I–Ever see you again?’’ Blade asks weakly. He attempts to reach out for your cheek. You stop him, intertwining your hand with his instead.

-’’ Oh, Blade…’’ You purr. Blade’s eyes widen at the mention of his name. He never told you his name. ‘’ You only have to call my name, remember?’’

As you finish your sentence, you lower your head closer. Your soft lips barely graze his before Blade wakes up in a cold sweat.

Blade frantically sits up. He’s back in his room. Was it really a dream? He pats around his body, realizing the pain is gone. What just happened. He feels a lingering pressure on his lips. A light blush flushes his cheeks. He hovers his fingers over his lips. When he looks down at his chest he notices gladioli flowers sprouting on his skin. His eyes widen at the sight. He looks around his room. Gladioli blossoms and sprouts are scattered around his floor…

Tags ➳❥ @swivy123

End note ➳❥ If you guys love the premise, I might make a more serious short-series about this. This has been a fun concept to work with. The mystery behind who the reader is. Idk, let me know! For now I've got more coming in the works :D

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27thswan · 5 months

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❝ 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. ❞ hsr x reader

synopsis. when you kiss him to shut up (lovingly)

warnings. kissing (ew)

author's note. trolls band together kinda fire tho ngl (REUPLOAD FROM MY OLD BLOG BTWW)

pairings. blade, jing yuan, gepard x gn!reader

☆ blade

more than confused

i would even say he's flustered, in shock, flabbergasted

do you not like it when he finally talks? or do you hate his voice? he's like overthinker™️ rn

did he do something wrong?!?!

like you both are just walking in the streets, your hand in his,

"and then kafka decided to-" he's cut off by the quick peck on his lips, its not till after the kiss does he realize you kissed him. pauses for a few seconds, and asks "something.. wrong?" his head tilts a little to the left in confusion, "nothing! m'sorry your lips just looked so kissable!" you answer in enthusiasm, "oh, alright, do you mind if i have a few more then?"

he's actually a real smooth fucker when he realizes what you just said

will start to do it to you in private, he knows you always do most of the talking, so he can't help it! learns from the best~

☆ jing yuan

probably just as flabbergasted and shocked, but immediately goes back to that sly, confident man he is

bro is still red as hell though!!!

such a silly guy i swear

teasing is his love language 🫶🫶

"oh my.. seems like someone's bold today?" the white haired man said, slowly sliding his arm around your waist. leaning your head on his shoulder "mhm.. well you're always talking! and you looked so pretty, i couldn't help it~!" you managed to word out. kind of just pulls you closer while you let out an overjoyed laugh. he can't help but admire how your eyes just really.. glow when you laugh. loves it so much.

☆ gepard

is so confused too, but the little loving smile you return to his gaze, it assures him enough that it was of a good intent!

kind of lives for your kisses SOOO in the end doesn't really question it

probably kisses you back ngl

like he isn't that much of a pda man, but you both already were walking in the streets, and you already kissed him, might as well!!

still he'll hold your hand cuz he wants ppl to know you aren't on the market anym 🙄

"so then serval decides to-" peck! .... he kinda just stands in place, stiff, and red, "mhm?! what next?" you ask, "i.. hmm.." he looks back to you with his ocean-like eyes, kind of just with a look asking "why?". "oh! i'm sorry hun.. your lips looked dry, that's it!" you explained with such joy in your voice, "o-oh.. okay.."

kind of would just walk around red in the face while you guys choose a restaurant to eat at fir lunch, nom nom nom

one of my personal faves (send requests :3)

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moonlitnyx · 6 months

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𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

Starring | Jing Yuan, Blade, Gepard, Luocha, Dan Heng

Synopsis | How would they react if they had a crush on you!

Format | Short drabbles/fics on each character

CW | fluff, just some general sappy stuff, blatant favoritism for jing yuan and bladie, slight angst(?) with Luocha, Gepard is pathetic (affectionate), Luocha's is short cuz I don't have a full grasp of his character yet

AN | I want to burry my head in jing yuan and blade's titties.

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍

The golden-eyed general has never been one to be shy, his bravado and confidence radiating off of him like golden light. Yet when it comes to you, Jing Yuan can't help but mind how he acts, how he looks, how he speaks when he's around you. You have practically invaded his head like mara, and he doesn't know if thats a better or worse situation.

He still is confident, self-assured in every way, yet when he sees you he can't help the pink blush that spreads on his pale cheeks, or how soft smiles peek out instead of his usual annoyingly-charming smirks.

At night, he looks out of his window as he leans on the edge, and gazes at the stars. A perfectly ordinary sight-he's seen it many times, and the grandiose of the galaxy has worn off for him. Yet his eyes sparkle, and his hand reaches out, almost trying to touch a glittering star, and he hums contemplatively. Maybe love has made him young and earnest again, and he smiles at the thought.

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄

The cold, calloused man has no need for love in his life. It has never been in priority, having already juggling mara and his want for revenge. How you wormed into his heart, which had been cold and unbeating for the past centuries, is something that both scares and surprises him.

Mara is something that will come for all long-life species. It is a unshakeable prophecy, urged by negative memories and a whirlwind of emotions. He knows he shouldn't be greedy-you could get hurt from staying near him-yet he's selfish too. He wants you, craves your love like how humans might crave immortality.

Blade stays silent as he watches you laugh with Kafka, watches you play games with Silver Wolf as you try to bite back curses from losing, and he can't help but marvel of your existence. His cold, unbeating heart fills with warmth, his dead eyes alit for what seems to be the first time in ages, and he makes a silent promise.

He will protect your smile for the rest of his long, torturous life.

𝐆𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐃

Gepard is the Captain of the Silvermane Guards, protector of Belabog. He's faced the stellaron crisis, of all things. Yet, in the face of adversity, it is you that makes him falter. He'd rather stay out in the cold all day than embarrass himself in front of you, rather face monsters of unspeakable power then make you angry or sad.

Gepard wrings his hands, tries to hide the blooming red blush thats spreading on his cheeks when you smile at him, even goes so far as to avoid you to try and hide his embarrassment, of the train wreck of emotions he has for you.

"Hey, Gepard!" You wave your hand as you see the blonde-haired man, and he shyly waves back, which earns a playful punch to the side from Serval. He feels his face heating up, and thanks the Aeons that your oblivious to his plight.

𝐋𝐔𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀

Luocha is elegant, refined-a pure gentleman. Nothing phases him, well, how could he be surprised when everything is but a pawn in his game of chess against the Aeons? But you, you were something he hadn't counted for. Whatever you did, whatever you said-was something Luocha never expected. And the feelings that brewed in his heart wasn't expected, either.

Luocha doesn't show it, a mask carefully placed that it would never slip. He's cold, distant, yet polite at the same time. He doesn't come near you, but he doesn't decline your pleads for help. He's quiet, but he doesn't ignore you when you speak.

Even though he tries to hide, his love for you still overpowers his will to push you away.

𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆

The dark-haired boy is silent, but that doesn't mean he's unfeeling.

Under his cold exterior, lies a beating heart full of love. Love for the Astral Express, love for his friends, and love for you. Although he doesn't show it, he expresses it through his actions, through his words. He expresses it through the looks he sends you, the soft smile that graces his lips when you talk.

Dan Heng has always tried to run away from his past-from the Xianzhou, from the title of Imbibitor Lunae. But that isn't the same way he thinks for you, no, he wants to run to you. But he's fine being near you just as much, being next to you as you smile and giggle with March, or play video-games with their new, gray-haired friend.

March gives a pointed look to Dan Heng, arms crossed as they huff. "You should tell them!" Her voice echoes in the small, cramped space of the Archive Room as Dan Heng groans. "Tell them you like them!"

"I'm fine just being next to them," Dan Heng retorts, even though his heart years to not just be next to you, but to be with you.

©moonlitnyx. do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

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redr0sewrites · 7 months

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Continuing from your jealousy HCs for Blade, I especially like the idea of reader topping Blade. His jealousy is painfully obvious at times and I think he would try to deny it, that he's not jealous and that he just finds it annoying that you're talking so sweetly to another man. He'd become a little mean and petty, kinda like a cat.

What better way to assure him than to leave your claim all over his body, kiss, bite, and mark him up. Fuck him rough and good, all while whispering sweet nothings into his ear, how well he's taking you, how good he is for you, how you only have eyes for him. Make him cum over and over again, 'till he's shaking and trembling from pleasure. That should make him remember he's the only one you want, or... does he need another reminder 🫣

your sooo real for this anon<33333 bladie is sooooo yummy and pathetic when hes jealous. hope u enjoy~

🥀Cw: smut, sub blade, jealous sex, dirty talk, marking, bondage, praise/degradation, overall filth, gn reader/can be read as a strap or a dick, etc

🥀 minors dni

"im not jealous. i have no idea what your talking about," blade spoke firmly, yet his eyes refused to meet yours.

"aww, its okay to admit it bladie~ your so cute when your jealous", you hum, stepping closer to him until your chests were pressing together. blades breathing was short and ragged, and a pink haze tinted his cheeks. his dark hair framed his face as he looked down at you, his eyes wild with lust.

"im not..." his voice was rough and throaty with arousal, thick and rough and full of desire. you giggle, pushing him back against the bed and he obeyed you perfectly. you pinned him down, even though you were much smaller than him he was always so submissive- how cute!

"do you need a reminder that I'm yours?" you move to straddle him, and his breath hitches as you rub up and down his thick thighs. he nods slowly, and you smirk. in a few sharp tugs, clothing was being discarded and blade was face down, ass up in the sheets, your cock rubbing against his ass. he squirmed, a quiet mewl falling from his lips as you slowly rocked against him.

"how needy~" you whisper in his ear, and he whimpers in response. you entered him suddenly and almost immediately began to fuck into him roughly, his whole body began to tremble with each thrust.

"nghh~ i- im not- please-" blade was gasping, his voice cracked with pleasure as you continued to fuck him senseless. in response, you yanked his hair harshly and began to nip and bite at his neck and shoulders. blade only seemed to grow more and more feral, his hips bucking back against your strap.

"im yours, and your mine. dont forget that, hmm bladie?" blade sobbed in response to your words, he was squeezing you so tight you were sure he was close. his whole body was quivering and his moans grew louder and louder as tears began to form in his eyes.

"im- im sorry- please im close~ ngh- plea-" blade shook, eyes rolling back as your hips continued snapping against his, the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.

"you taking me so well, such a precious little slut. go on, you can cum~" blade opened his mouth in a broken moan as his orgams ripped through him, shoulders shaking as he practically collapsed against the bed, however you didnt stop.

"wha- i- mhm~" blade sobbed, tears were streaming pathetically down his flushed cheeks.

"are you sure you werent jealous?" you ask, voice laced with arousal and malice. he tried to speak, but words failed to form as broken moans and whimpers spluttered from his lips.

"i- im sorry- i was, i was! im yours!" his needy whines and pleas only made your own arousal grow, and you began to fuck into him faster and faster. he began to moan and gasp louder, hips shaking and face flushed.

"wha- mhm- ngh~" his voice shook with arousal, his hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat and his eyes were rolling back with every thrust.

"aww, you really thought i was done with you bladie?"

not me dropping smut and then leaving again for 2 days 💀 schools been kicking my ass but ive been getting back into writing so thats good ajsjsj- ANYWAYS HOPE U ENJOY ANONN

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moonsaver · 13 days

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The care Package III

Our production line seems to be having problems. Our users are asked to cooperate as the packages have been mixed and sent to different users who had not ordered for the received false packages. This is a guide in the case our users are unable to, or decide not to, return the package.

Summary: refer to part 1 here! It contains Dr ratio and Argenti. Part 2 is here with Aventurine and Sunday. This part contains Kafka and Blade!

The Velvet Package

The package shakes a bit, and then settles quietly. You stare at it for a while, but no other movement seems to take place. After a while, you decide to open it..

The package itself is very neatly tied – it's purple in color and highlighted by silver linings, however, the fanciful ribbons seem amiss.. perhaps it was an overlooked detail?

On the inside is a Kafka, who seems to be enjoying her nap. Users are advised to wait for Kafka to wake up instead of taking the initiative. Some users report a pleasantly humorous experience, while some users report a mysterious and eerie one, if they wake up Kafka by initiative.

Kafka is a very pleasant one! Her Beginner and Intermediate stages do not differ by much. She is conversable, and does not explore her surroundings too much in the absence of User. Beginner Kafka will need a comfortable and relaxed environment – preferably one that has a very lively but slow-going vibe. Beginner Kafka however, may continue to feel distant with the user. Users may level up Kafka from Beginner to Intermediate by spending more time with her, and trying to understand her personal taste, asking opinions, and engaging Kafka in more activities that may deepen your bonds.

Feel free to pick up Kafka however you'd like. But.. the user must also know that Kafka will remember it very well into her Advanced Stage.

Intermediate Kafka is not so different. She may grow more curious, however, and explore her gift box for the default accessories that may have been gifted alongside her. Some users state their experience with Kafka as blissful, and some express their annoyance, as users have stated Kafka may play her Violin Prop 2 whenever she pleases, which is often, and even may do so in the middle of the night. You may try to come to a compromise with Kafka by setting specific time frames for her to play the violin. As for whether she will listen.. that is up to her.

Intermediate Kafka will also interact more personally and frequently with User – especially regarding medias revolving around movies or cosmetics. Kafka is especially helpful if you have a date night. Her skill, Insightful Understanding [II] may help decipher the feelings of those around you, and of yourself. She will often listen to your troubles and try to give meaningful solutions, or a good ear to listen. However – Kafka is also prone to teasing the user regarding some of their choices and feelings, which may lead some users to feel embarrassed. This is simply Kafka trying to deepen her bond with user, so please be open and friendly to her.

Advanced Kafka experiences and brings many changes that users may deem extreme. Kafka at this stage is described to be “close but distant” at the same time. She offers good advice, as her skill, Insightful Understanding levels up from [II] to [III], also giving her a bonus skill of Strategic Fear [II], letting Kafka be able to manipulate others as the user pleases. Kafka also would like to play strategic games more often such as Chess. She is prone to utilising the Toy Gun accessories in a strange manner, and may set up false targets to “practice”. Users are advised to let Kafka do as such, as she will continue regardless of user's satisfaction. Kafka may also go through user's personal belongings and set up many outfit combinations for user, give cosmetic and clothing advice, and help user with their personal taste. However, Kafka herself has very expensive taste, so she may request silk or velvet cloths for her own use. Users are advised to order accessories to please Kafka's demands from our Website, instead.

Users do not usually have to worry about ordering extra accustomed accessories such as Violin Prop 3, Sword Prop 2, etc.. for Advanced Kafka, as she may do it so herself. She will become much more self-sufficient, and may even go as far as to take care of and repair User's belongings aswell.

Congratulations! Now you have a Kafka. She may grow up to about 5’7-5’8 in height, and will usually lounge around. Users are advised to keep a close eye on Kafka and not let her abuse her skill, Strategic Fear [II], as it may level up to Strategic Fear [IV], and potentially cause legal issues. {Our company has advised our users thoroughly, and whatever issues may follow are not our responsibility. However, if we deem that the User is too morally bankrupt, we may take back Kafka}. Kafka is prone to Loneliness [I] and will often want to spend time with User whenever they are free – but she may not verbalize these feelings, so users are encouraged to set up a routine Kafka can look forward to, such as movie nights, sleepovers, etc.. User may be able to assist Kafka feel less lonely by her Companion Feature – Trailblazer, Blade, Silver Wolf, or Sam may be added and housed alongside her. However, users are cautioned not to let them be alone for too long, lest they end up causing trouble..

The Black Package

The package is silent for the longest time. However, if it is left for too long, the package will start violently shaking, before bursting open and then staying silent once again.

Inside the package is a tired Blade – he is not comfortable or pleased with his circumstances of being tiny and inside the box.

Users are advised to immediately try and comfort Blade by using the accessories provided – First aid kit Prop 1, Music Box prop 1, Medicine 3, etc..

Beginner Blade may be standoff-ish, and very distant. He will be reluctant to leave his gift box, and interact with the outside environment. Users are advised to place Blade inside his box, and somewhere stable with dim-lighting, with little change and a lot of privacy and quietness. Beginner Blade takes a lot of time to adjust well to his surroundings due to his senses – Sense Enhancement [II], which makes him prone to sensory overstimulation and anxiety easily. He may growl if you try to force him out of his gift box.

Do not pick up Blade. He will not like it. It will increasingly stunt his growth if the user persists and insists on picking up Blade.

Users often complain it is difficult to level up Blade from his Beginner stage to Intermediate stage. We urge our users to be patient with Blade. You may help him by offering him comfort with Music box Prop 1, and converse often with him. Blade does not seem talkative, but he often finds comfort in User's personal daily life. Blade is prone to Loneliness [III], and may immediately delevel if neglected for even a day. Users are advised to keep Blade company for 7-8 hours a day – as long as Blade is within the user's vicinity, he will feel accompanied.

Intermediate Blade will continue his state of stagnancy, but will occasionally show some symptoms of growth – he may take the initiative and ask for User's day, hum along quietly to the Music box, explore his surroundings a bit more, and take a few trinkets of User to keep in his gift box. Depending on how often User may chose to have spent time with Blade, resistance against Loneliness [III] evolves it into Loneliness [I], and Blade will be able to feel more assured and less lonely in times of User's absence. He may also verbalize quiet and short appreciation if user chooses to leave by a small note of assurance in their absence.

Users are cautioned to be well prepared in advance for Advanced Blade. In this Stage, Blade is prone to Mara Deterioration [IV] which greatly affects his mental state. Users are advised to order for Medicine 2 as an accustomed accessory for Advanced Blade. You may also help Advanced Blade by his Companion feature, and bring in a Kafka or a Silver Wolf. They will help tether the Mara Deterioration to a level [II]. However, users are cautioned to not under any circumstances, house others with Blade's Companion feature – especially Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, and Jingliu. This may immediately delevel Advanced Blade back to his Beginner stage, and worsen Mara Deterioration to a [V] {Blade is at risk of permanent damage.}

Advanced Blade is quiet, and does not often converse, similar to his Beginner Stage. However, he is more open to exploring newer areas, and may take up an interest in his Sword Prop 4, and practice it on makeshift targets made of useless or waste belongings of the User. He does not demand much, except for the occasional pain medicine. However, Blade's Sense Enhancement [II] levels up to a Sense Enhancement [IV], and he will protect and warn User of any incoming danger or hazard that may pose a risk to their life.

Congratulations! You now have a Blade. He may grow up to about 5'10-6’1 in size. Blade offers a good ear for Users who often make light-hearted and easy conversation, and talk about their days. Blade may make an effort to verbalize his appreciation for User's support, so we urge user to remain patient with Blade. He may insist on being called Yingxing from time to time. {Our users are advised not to fret, this was the name of our previous Blade Model}. He may also offer to act as User's bodyguard.. as long as User is ready to take on the responsibility of his actions. {Our company has advised our users thoroughly, and whatever issues may follow are not our responsibility. However, if we deem that the User is too morally bankrupt, we may take back Blade}. Have fun with your.. Blade.

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viviennevermillion · 8 months

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just don't say love

✧ summary: he sought you out whenever the pain got too much to handle. he didn't want to know what that made you; feared the day you would ask him how he felt.

✧ contains: blade x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, blade being vulnerable, cuddles, local immortal is scared of feelings, 1.4k words

✧ now playing: say love — james tw

✧ warnings: blade's chronic depression, blade being suicidal, graphic violence (flashbacks to jingliu), angst

He had loved before. He remembered the feeling of genuinely looking forward to seeing another person, to spend his time with those he held dear. His heart had been whole and vulnerable and it had ended with this terrible curse that made him suffer every single day since he woke up in this immortal body and since his former friend drove the blade of her sword through his body over and over again.

Blade was tossing and turning in his quarters, nightmares plaguing his mind even after he woke up. His hands were shaking again and the darkness of the night suddenly reminded him of that day. Of how he died over and over again only to heal and be in pain once more.

He remembered her hateful eyes. Jingliu. How he felt phantom pain in every part of his body at just the mention of her name. He wanted to die. He never wanted to suffer. He sat up in shock as images flashed his mind of how his vision had suddenly ceased when she drove her sword through his head and he felt only pain for... god knows how long. He had, to this day, no idea how long the encounter lasted. Whether she did this for 5 minutes, 30 or perhaps even an hour. It felt like an eternity of only suffering to him.

Blade let out a bitter laugh as he remembered that he had once sat at the same table with her and the rest of the High Cloud Quintet; joking and drinking together. That seemed like someone else's fever dream out of some sort of novel now. He could no longer recognize these memories as something that actually happened to him, not after "Dan Heng" had killed him over and over again when he had tried to hunt the Vidyadhara down across the stars; not after Jingliu had driven her blade through his heart and pierced his lungs repeatedly after he had felt the pain of his muscle fibers and organs regenerating and stitching themselves back together in his guts. Not after he had begged her to stop, begged her for mercy. There was no response. Just endless pain making him fade in and out of consciousness.

Blade clutched his pillow to his chest, feeling like he wasn't getting enough air. But he was used to the feeling. To the pain, the hatred, the anger. That was what kept him moving forward; hoping one day the end would come. It was like toxic fuel in his veins, making him lead a miserable existence. But it was better than doing nothing whilst suffering. So long as there was hatred and the urge for revenge in his heart; he felt as though nothing could push him past a point where there was no going back. He had felt it all before; he had become numb to it. Sometimes, when the pain got too much, his brain would just shut down for a while. It was the closest thing he had to actually being dead. It was something he had gotten used to and with time became impartial to. Why should he care at this point?

But he hated you. Hated the way you quelled the mara within him. He had gotten so accustomed to a life of suffering and pain that he didn't know how to deal with what you made him feel. He expected himself to remain cold, expected to just see you as another stepping stone on his path to death like the other Stellaron Hunters. His eyes had widened in shock and it had felt like every nerve in his body was screaming at him to run when he, against all expectations, completely broke down the first time your hand gently carressed his cheek. For the last few decades at least, everytime someone touched him, he had to expect to feel like a training dummy or a punching bag. His default association with touch had become violence. Not whatever this was.

He had flinched, started shaking. You had retracted your hand in horror, apologizing profusely for causing this reaction in him. Blade just shook his head under quiet sobs, unable to get a word out. He got up and left the room. He didn't talk to you for at least two weeks after that and you had glanced at him in longing; feeling terrible for the encounter. Most of the time he avoided you all-together. You wondered if things would ever go back to the way they were. You had been on good terms before, even felt like you were getting a glimpse behind the walls he had built around his heart. You just had to go ahead and ruin it.

Little did you know that within that time he had avoided you, he was trying to process a realization that terrified him more that the prospect of someone driving a blade through him again. He liked your touch. He craved it. And he hadn't been prepared for it; hadn't been prepared for the prospect of just losing his whole composure like this. He didn't think it was possible. He had allowed you to see him this vulnerable; see the broken man who hid behind the cold exterior and it had deeply embarrassed him. It had made him feel pathetic. He couldn't look you in the eyes again after that.

That was, until the day he found himself in front of your door again, at 2am nonetheless. He couldn't take the distance anymore. You had looked at him with surprise; unsure what to say to him after he had acted like he would love to forget you even existed for two weeks. So you simply opened the door further, gesturing for him to come in. You were just staring at him wordlessly, waiting for him to say something; anything. "Please... do it again", he croaked out and your eyes had widened in shock. "Excuse me-?", you blinked a few times in disbelief when Blade had stepped closer, taken your hand into his and pressed it to his cheek again, leaning into your touch and closing his eyes as if wanting to savor every second of this sensation, should you decide to end all of this right here and now. But you didn't. You had pulled him closer, held him and let him melt into your embrace. You allowed him to cry, not saying a word about it. You had kissed his tears away and he let it happen without question. Blade wouldn't have thought that a man who wanted nothing more than to die could find a lifeline.

He hated you. Hated how this had become a routine. On nights like this, when the pain got too bad and the past haunted him until he could only see flashes of distant memories in front of his inner eye; he found himself at your doorstep every time. He hated how readily you accepted him into your arms when you felt him slip under your blanket and snuggle up to you again, feeling your warmth and the way your fingers gently trailed along the old scars from back then. He hated the way you kissed him so tenderly, held his face in your hands like he was fragile. Because he knew deep inside that in these moments that was the truth. He was so vulnerable when it came to you and scared of the possibility that you'd take this away from him and hurt him the way others had done. Yes, Blade was used to the hatred and violence. It no longer felt like something that could break him. But being loved... being loved made him feel like a scared little fawn in the middle of the road; not moving away despite expecting that you'd run him over with your vehicle any moment now and leave him there until his bones realigned themselves and healed under unspeakable pain, all for the small possibility that you'd instead patiently wait under the moonlight and let him come to you to take him home.

"It's one of those days, hmm?", you whispered softly, your heart aching for him. Blade just nodded and nuzzled your neck, pressing soft kisses to your skin to tell you what he couldn't bring himself to say. You usually made idle small-talk with him, tried to distract him. You never dared speak about what was happening between the two of you. After all, so long as you didn't say anything, you knew he was going to come back.

And Blade didn't comment on it either. He didn't know how to and he was terrified to. Whatever you two were, it was safely concealed within the walls of this room. None of the other Stellaron Hunters knew about it and he intended to keep it that way. He didn't want to risk ruining things; didn't want to risk the possibility that you might never hold him again like this. He didn't want to admit to himself that he didn't actually hate you. How the frustration in his heart had simply taken the place of something he didn't allow himself to feel. To admit.

That he loved you.

He loved you so much and nothing scared him more than that.

#honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #blade x reader #blade x you #hsr blade #honkai star rail blade #hsr blade x reader #hsr blade x you

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luvvsoft · 4 months

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ᰔᩚ blade x reader, angst, one-sided pining (not really, but really), avoiding, ghosting (kinda?), thoughts of confessions, blade is a little ooc

inspired by nightclub love by matt maltese !

wc: 493 words

You wanted him.

You swore your soul yearned for Blade. It whispered sweet words in your ears all day, pleading you to hold him with all the love you could give. You wanted him in ways that you couldn’t even begin to explain, ways that made your insides flutter and your cheeks feel hot.

Yes, you were sure you wanted him, but Blade? Blade you were sure felt no way towards you that didn’t involve disdain. He couldn’t even spare a glance in your way anymore, which only tore at your heartstrings even more. Blade wanted nothing to do with you like he once did, of that you were sure.

How you wished you could run your fingers through his delicate blue hair. How you wished you could tend to his wounds when he got hurt. How you wished you could be there for him, especially when he desired Death’s sweet embrace. How you wished Blade wanted you the same way you wanted him.

You could only hope Blade’s heart called out to you. You could only hope it reeled you in like a fish. Hoping was all you could do in a situation where you were avoided like the plague.

Opposed to what you thought, Blade didn’t hate you. Oh, how wrong you were. Blade was completely smitten by you: smitten by your smile, your laugh, your sickingly sweet character that only made him love you more. He wanted nothing more than to show you how he did, but he couldn’t.

Blade couldn’t allow himself to get close to another. He couldn’t open himself up to you the way he wished he could. He couldn’t be what you wanted him to be, so he distanced himself.

What were once soft discreet smiles thrown your way and times of laughter (mainly on your side) were no more. You could no longer go on and on about any topic, and he no longer listened. No longer did you both have conversations over coffee under the stars. No longer did you and Blade talk about Elio’s possible paths for the future. All that you (and Blade) wanted and more were no more.

Every time you tried to strike up a conversation with him, he didn’t reciprocate. Every single time Blade ignored you, it only hurt you more to watch as he allowed Kafka to talk his ear off.

Maybe if Blade held off on ignoring you for a bit longer, he would have realized you were going to confess. Maybe, he could have seen the stars in your eyes that shined brightly for him. Maybe, you could have had a chance.

Oh, how you were a victim of Eros and could do nothing but wish you were struck by a lead arrow.

#hsr x reader #hsr blade #hsr x you #x reader angst #x reader #honkai star rail #hsr blade x reader #hsr blade x you #blade x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai x reader #blade angst #hsr angst #blade x reader angst

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impactedfates · 8 months

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You're taking requests?

Could I request your opinions on how Jing Yuan, Blade and Dan Heng confess to their crush please? Modern School AU if you don't mind :D

A/N: Yes yes, I am taking requests, and I don't mind at all doing a Modern School AU! Thank you for the request (and being my first request lol) and I hope you like this :)) I also wrote how I believe they would've met you and/or fell in love <3

Jing Yuan is most certainly one of the more popular boys at school. With his charming smile and pretty face. It's no wonder he got a good handful or more admirers. Let's be honest, you probably are also one of the admirers right? (Or not, who knows)

I can picture Jing Yuan and yourself being childhood friends. His feelings developed when you two were young, and what he thought would disappear in fact grew the more the two of you hung out. Oh but he is absolutely NOT complaining at all. It's you, if he wanted to be in love with anyone it'll be you.

Perhaps during a quiet and peaceful moment, where he would lay his head on your lap after an especially tiring day at school, he'd close his eyes to rest, feeling your fingers play with his hair. He'd mumble out a soft "I love you" as he drifted off to sleep.

He's not even embarrassed when you bring it up to him once he awakes. Just confirms what he said and even specifies that he 'like likes' you.

Blade seems like that one quiet kid in class, but instead of being bullied, people are scared of him. One glance from him and people may shy away. It's tiring to him when he just wants to ask for a pencil or something but he doesn't care really. He has his own small friend group anyways. However when you are partnered up with him and don't shy away from his glance and treat him as a regular person. He can't help but feel a bit surprised.

He couldn't even help falling in love with you due to how kind you were and in general how you treated him normally among other factors. Assuming the two of you became close enough to be friends. I think his way of confessing wouldn't even be him, I don't think he'd confess, not really. I feel like he'd be afraid to be rejected or just not care too much about his feelings, though Kafka for sure noticed how Blade acted a lot softer when you were around. Even if it was unnoticeable by others, you think she wouldn't notice?

On Valentines day at school she would plant flowers and chocolate in your locker or on your desk, sign it off as a secret admirer and request to meet behind the school. And with the help of SilverWolf, convince Blade to go behind the school at the time you'd be there.

With you looking at him softly and the gifts "he got for you" in hand, and the snickers of his friends from behind a nearby corner. It seems he may as well be honest with you about his feelings right?

Dan Heng is also a quiet kid in class. I feel like he'd have a mix of people who secretly talk behind his back, though he always knows what they said and who they are no matter how discrete they try to be. But also he would have admirers. (have you seen how pretty he is??)

I think what would've got his attention on you is when you stood up for him. Some kids were talking bad about him during a free class, and he was going to shrug it off like always when you suddenly called the kids out. He's quick to step in before a loud arguments ensues but gives you a small thanks. He didn't mind what people thought about him but the fact someone who was practically a stranger to him stood up for him? He definitely acknowledges that.

March 7th probably introduced you too the friend group, he gave a small nod hi as he saw you. Due to this, you two hung out more and more together. When he realised he grew feelings for you, he consulted March who almost instantly outed his feelings for you due to how surprised and happy she was for him. And although March tried, none of her suggestions to confess was really Dan Hengs taste or style...He eventually decided to just write a small poem for you to confess instead. Giving it to you after school before retreating to his own house.

First time writing for HSR characters, hopefully it's alright aha. Proof read but I tend to miss things anyways, so feel free to correct me if I missed anything :)

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gay-dorito-dust · 28 days

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Can I request headcanons for Sunday, Welt, Gallagher, Blade, and Dan Heng react to his gn s/o telling him that they can't sleep in the same bed as him because they will cling onto him like a koala bear in their sleep?

Sunday: ‘all the more reason for me to keep you close.’ He says smiling as he pulls you into bed with him.

And he wasn’t joking when he says this because then he’ll know that you weren’t going anywhere anytime soon without his knowledge, seeing as how all he had to do was open his eyes and you’d be there, clinging onto him very much like you said you would.

He’ll also use it as an excuse to watch over you as you slept, something he doesn’t find weird or creepy as he expects lovers to watch one another in their most vulnerable states.

It’s for your own protection he swears but then why did it feel controlling?

(You never speak up about this out of a deep guttural feeling that you should wait to see how this all plays out, he couldn’t keep this character up forever. You love him but…something didn’t feel quite right but you were more than willing to play ignorant for the time being.)

Sunday finds this information to be adorable and utterly sweet.

However in private he wonders to himself, more specifically about who could’ve possibly told you that clinging onto your loved one during the night was anything other than prof of your love but just in a different form, and ways he could go about proving them wrong in a thousand different ways.

Until then he’ll indulge you in anything and everything to prove that there was no one out there that could compare to him as a lover.

Welt: ‘there’s no need to feel embarrassed, if anything I’d be more than honoured.’

Welt loves the honesty and trust you have to confine such information about yourself to him in confidence.

It’s a reminder of the strong foundations of your relationship, however he couldn’t help but find it cute that you’d ever think he’d be annoyed at the prospect of being cuddled at night.

If anything it makes him love you all the more if that was even possible.

He won’t pressure you into sharing a bed with him but he’d be more than happy if you felt comfortable enough in doing so.

He’s not a dick, he’s a gentleman.

He’s also extremely reassuring about it too and will tell you that he doesn’t mind you clinging onto him at all. If anything he’d probably encourage you to cling onto him in your sleep if that’s what helps you sleep easier.

Welt is more than willing to accommodate for you no matter what, just say the word and Welt will give you his unwavering support.

Gallagher: ‘don’t temp me with a good time sweetheart.’ He’d tease whilst pulling you in close until you were nose to nose and chest to chest.

News just in; big intimidating wolverine man likes cuddles. He’s a secret cuddle bug, though it ain’t a secret to you, obviously.

He just loves the feeling of you close by, knowing that you were just within arms reach of him were reason enough to have him sleeping with a content smile upon his face.

He’s just finding more and more reasons to squeeze you into oblivion because you’re just so fucking adorable and precious in his eyes.

He will want to prove you wrong in not sharing a bed with him by making you share the bed with him all the time. So you might as well get use to it because you’re not leaving anytime soon with his strong of a hold he has on you.

If anything Gallagher is worse when it comes to clinging on to you in his sleep. Firstly he won’t let go and if he feels the slightest bit of pull, he’s already shifting his body weight further on to you, trapping you beneath him and making it neigh impossible to move even a muscle.

Blade: ‘as if you weren’t already clinging onto me like a koala.’ He’d say sarcastically as you’d pout and smack his arm before moving away from him to convey how ‘hurt’ you were to him.

‘That was a compliment you worm.’ - Blade.

‘Well it didn’t feel like one.’ - you, huffing as your lips went into a full blown pout.

Your efforts in making him apologise fails as within one swift movement, you were caged in his arms as you could feel him breathing down your neck.

‘Look who’s the clingy one now.’ You’d try to tease, only to hear him chuckle. ‘No. Still you.’ He’d reply and you couldn’t help but cuddle further into him, uncaring of the fact that you were still very much proving him right.

Blade may act like he hates you clinging onto him but yet he couldn’t help but melt into your embrace and find the much needed sleep he’s been missing out on for so long.

A sense of momentary peace washes over him whenever you touched in, whether that be a graze or otherwise, his mind seems to clear with you; sure he’ll tease you but if he genuinely didn’t like it he would’ve told you straight up, after all Blade’s not the type to mince his words.

He’d much rather have you cling onto him for the rest of your lives than never be unapologetically clingy at all. He never admits it but he loves it when you cling to him in your sleep, you made him feel like he was with more than he ever gives himself credit for.

Dan Heng: Not gonna lie, he’d be in absolute heaven if you were to cling to him in your sleep, but his face would be like this the entire time: 😐

He’s trying his hardest not to let his true feeling show but he somehow fails whenever you shift in a way he doesn’t like and without thinking, pulls you back into his arms and keeps you caged against his chest.

You’re most certainly not complaining but then again you never expected Dan Heng to be the affectionate type when sleeping.

Dan Heng on the other hand took this opportunity to hide away his face into your head/neck area, but it’s not out of embarrassment, but more so because his dragon noodle self wants to leech off of your warmth and engraving your scent into his very being.

‘Are you purring?’ - you in the middle of the night.

‘No. Maybe…*sigh* yes.’ - Dan Heng probably.

He acts like this wasn’t something he’s been wishing for ages, when in actuality it was probably the first thing he’s dreamt of when he first discovered that he had a crush on you.

Something that he has yet to admit to you to this day but never will because it’s a hill he’s all too willing to die on.

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𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 16

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 , PART 15

A/n :-

how has everyone been since i was gone ?? i hope you all have been doing okay !! i was trying to do requests but i was WHOLLY stumped so i had to take some time off from writing to refresh myself a bit so sorry i didnt update about my past hiatus ! Another thing im not sure if i mentioned before, but Dan Jia-(Y/n) is about the tall woman model size, but would be shortest amongst all of them !

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(Y/n) felt baffled from what Kafka had told her. For a Mara-stricken individual, he managed to maintain more than just a shred of his sanity, his senses, and his distant memories where most involved would've been buried deep in their graves.

All maintained by a simple desire, a longing to see a beloved he had left behind so unwillingly. The cradle of arms he fled from as soon as things had fallen from their originally planned course.

(Y/n) left Kafka's questioning to someone else, and she moved away to ponder on her thoughts and opinions. Her heart was heavy with guilt and misery, feeling empty and lonely. Her steps were hollow and light, walking off without a motive.

Perhaps it was the Dan Jia in her heart that longed for the arms of her lover's embrace...? Could that still be possible despite her accepting the fact that Dan Jia was once her past and she had learned to let go of the past, Dan Jia still had longings ?

Or...was it herself that yearned for what she once had, with a lover reformed anew ?

(Y/n) admitted that she indeed longed for Blade, his arms and warmth bringing her great comfort and familiarity. She admitted that perhaps there was a longing for his renewed self to be with her as they once were, but was that what she really wanted...?

All he wanted was to go home and rest...

And all she wanted was to dance again under the moonlight...

But what about Jing Yuan...?

She couldn't just leave him. She didn't have the heart to. Not after what he had done for her before and after her slumber...

But if the time came to choose...

She would choose--

"Lady (Y/n) !" a voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

The dragon lady immediately turned around to face the voice that called for her, and there was the Fu Xuan, looking straight at her and coming up to the taller lady.

"Fu Xuan." (Y/n) greeted with a nod of her head. She knew what the Master Diviner wanted to ask her. It was an itching question that everyone who saw what Fu Xuan did and heard what Kafka said clearly had the same questions.

What was her connection to Blade...?

"I'm sorry if it stirs up...distant woes..." Fu Xuan began, feeling a little hesitant to ask the question plaguing her mind.

"B-but I hope you understand the utmost importance of this information ! It's for the safety of--!" "Worry not, Master Diviner." (Y/n) said softly, her gaze softening as her luminescent (e/c) eyes landed on the pink haired lady, who was usually so composed, now reduced to a stuttering mess in her presence.

"I...was Blade's past lover. Well...Dan Jia was." (Y/n) said, a hand on her heart that beat so distantly in her chest. She felt a gnawing void eating away inside her, so she moved her hand to the accessory dangling by her pointed ear, fiddling with it with her fingers.

"The legend of the lovers under the moon...isn't merely a legend, you know ?" She said with a silent sigh, a distant look in her eyes.

It was a legend. It was widely believed to be true, a strong belief amongst the commonfolk to never overstep the boundaries of interracial romance, lest they befall the pain of separation due to the differences in their lifespans.

The legend was indeed true, but it wasn't the entire truth either. It was a forged story to show the disastrous end of the lovers. The one that died. And the other that fell into madness. It served as a warning to remind them. But of course, it was treated as a tragic love story and had young lovers to be daring like the heroes in the tale.

"But Lady (Y/n)-- AH!"

The ground beneath them shook, a loud rumbling filled their ears along with sharp gusts of wind whizzing past them. The wind was exceptionally dangerous, most of them struggling to keep their eyes open.

"Lady Fu Xuan !" (Y/n) called out, reaching for Fu Xuan's hand to help stabilize their stance on the shaking platform.

That was...before she heard Tingyun shout over the gusts.

"Th-The Ambrosial Arbor !"

(Y/n)'s head whipped from looking at the Master Diviner to the direction where the dormant tree would've been. And she gasped, the sight before her sending cold chills down her spine.

She had never seen this before. Not in all her hundreds of years living.

The tree that had been subdued for eons...was growing again. The trunk got taller and taller, gold substance running through its veins with power and life. Fiery golden leaves sprouted and combust into eternal flame, lighting up the sky with green-yellow fire that could never be put out. Some began to shed, its eerie golden sheen making it seem like it was gold leaves instead of fruit of the forbidden. Words began to hang from the trees like large talismans, words of immortality and curses in headlines.

Screams of civilians were loud and heard from the streets, the divination commission, filled with terror and question and horror. No one had ever foreseen the signs of the tree, feeding seeds of terror like plague spreading.

But this was indeed the sign of the Abundance. The forbidden seed that the Plagues Author Yaoshi had planted. And it was blooming again.

Stelle looked at the tree in concern, though she knew little of its origin and its representation. The Stellaron Hunter behind her smirked, already anticipating this from the anonymous source, Destiny's Slave.

Kafka chuckled, a sweet sound of her sigh as magenta eyes watched the chaos and discord surrounding her. The binds that held her wrists together snapped in a blink of an eye, without the littlest effort. She admired the state of her body and her clothes, before turning to head off without anyone noticing.

"Stelle !" (Y/n) exclaimed as when she rushed over and heard the sound of the chains snapping into nothingness. The female trailblazer perked up, turning to (Y/n) who pointed in direction to Kafka who was escaping without hesitation nor curiousity.

Just as she was about to catch up to Kafka, a figure with long dark hair landed between them, separating the two. The divine weapon in his gloved hand shone, the gold in the cracks glittering in the dim lighting as the figure stood up.

Dangerous red eyes watched Stelle carefully, his blade pointed to the young woman menacingly. Then they landed on (Y/n), without a hint of surprise nor did he even try to search for her.

Blade knew she was there.

But (Y/n) was shocked to see him.

Lover or not, he was threatening the lives of the innocent, so she rushed forward and pushed the taller girl behind her, fan in her hand. She was ready to fight him should the need arise.

But looking into his tired but passionate eyes, she knew he had no intention to attack. Just standing still to serve as a warning.

"Let's go, Bladie~" the wine-red haired woman called out as she looked down from the platform they were standing on, as if to approximate the height of the platform to the main ground or to foreplan their landing.

"Two more places to visit..." the woman said, before turning around and falling off the ledge freely, arms widespread as she did.

Blade immediately put the shattered sword behind his back in a stance, giving (Y/n) one last longing glance. It seemed that he had more to say but out came no words nor did his mouth open to say the words he desired to whisper.

But they needed no words to be able to tell what he wanted to say.

"Stay out of this."

With that he swiftly left and dived down, following after Kafka.

The two swiftly landed on the ground and merely walked through the public without the need to hide nor camouflage. The revival of the Ambrosial Arbor served as the perfect distraction.

Kafka smiled and laughed softly as she walked past the guards and civilians, taking in the sweet feeling of fear, a feeling she wasn't able to experience herself. Then she saw her companion that looked a little less than usual.

"Oh, don't look so disdainful, Bladie...you'll get to see that princess soon than later." She said with a soft chuckle leaving her slightly chapped lips.

"No." The brooding man answered in a deep voice, as if holding back his own emotions and thoughts.

"I don't want her to get involved. I don't want her to get hurt."

"But with the path chosen, she'll have to get involved, whether she likes it or not." Kafka replied with a sorry smile on her lips.

Ah...lovebirds...

"Agh ! Did Kafka escape ? How are we supposed to explain this to the Master Diviner ?!" March groaned, looking down from the platform they stood on, then back to (Y/n) and Stelle.

"If what she said is true, then we wont have to explain anything." Stelle said, and (Y/n) who stood next to her nodded, a frustrated frown on her lips.

"H-hey ! D-did she brainwash you ?!"

(Y/n) chuckled softly and shook her head in amusement.

As they were heading back to meet up with the Master Diviner, who (Y/n) had left hanging a while ago due to the fear of the Stellaron Hunter running lose before them, they had met up with a certain foxian Amicassador who was standing on one of the bridges on the other end of the screens, staring at the tree in awe.

"Wasn't this the dead tree Qingque showed us earlier ? How did it grow all of a sudden ?" March asked as they watched the fiery tree blazing in the distance, fire eternally burning without leaving any ash nor dying out.

"Amazing ! Absolutely amazing !" Tingyun gasped, watching the Ambrosial Arbor with intense fascination in her eyes. "Even the long-lived might not witness something like this in their lifetime ! I'm incredibly lucky !"

(Y/n) could merely stare at the brunette, suspicion in her bright (e/c) eyes. Was this a normal reaction towards the plagues of abundance thriving ? She would've expected a more...horrified reaction, but...maybe that's youth these days ?

Perhaps they didn't really account towards the horrible meaning the tree represented. Nor the sacrifices made to keep it sealed deep down in waters...

"No. This isn't something to rejoice about." (Y/n) said sternly, glaring at the tree with hate and remorse. "This tree...is a plaguemark of the Plagues Author. And it was by no normal means was it revived. It was meant to stay dormant, and sealed."

"Such...extraordinary energy. It's no doubt the Stellaron." Welt said, stepping up and pushing up his glasses up his nose.

"Mr. Yang, do you mean...that the Stellaron is making the Ambrosial Arbor grow ?" March asked, looking at the older man who stood next to the former High Elder of the Xianzhou : Luofu.

"Yes, the Stellaron that the Cloud Knights are searching for must be causing this anomaly !" Welt said, looking at (Y/n) who looked oddly guilty, seeming restless.

She knew the reason for the seal growing weak. It was her own fault. But...

She looked at her own hands.

She alone isn't enough to seal the power. Her power is split into two, and she has no idea whether the authority still lied within her, or was it passed onto Bailu, the current High Elder...?

And she didn't know what happened after Imbibator Lunae's execution. Was he safe ? Where was he ? What did he look like now ?

Welt noticed the anxiousness of the woman next to him, and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder as he tried not to startle her. He smiled warmly at her, nodding his head.

"Whatever the cause, we must first go meet Lady Fu Xuan." He said, looking straight into (Y/n)'s eyes.

Yes. That was exactly what they needed right now. So she nodded her head. Welt nodded again, relieved that she was alright and still within the zone.

So off they went, walking towards the inner gates of the Divination Commission to find Fu Xuan.

"Unless Kafka deceived the Matrix of Prescience..." Fu Xuan mumbled, putting her hand to her lips, anxiously biting on her thumb subconsciously.

"Stay calm, Master Fu, the Matrix of Prescience does not lie." Jing Yuan said softly. "The logic you laid out concerning Kafka makes sense-- it helped me fill in another piece of the puzzle."

"I agree that there is a hostile external force at work on the Luofu. The Stellaron didn't appear out of thin air-- someone managed to sneak it onto the ship." Jing Yuan explained to the anxious Master Diviner, but his own face looking grim and serious, noting that this wasn't something to be taken lightly.

"As for the culprits behind the Luofu's internal strive, I believe we are dealing with the so-called Disciples of Sanctus Medicus-- that shadowy organization of the Denizens of Abundance."

"Kafka's revelation's confirm my suspicions." Jing Yuan said with a nod of his head, a small smile on his lips.

But his insight was what shocked Fu Xuan instead of relieving her. "You..." She stuttered, thinking about her choice of words for a bit. "General, when did you have these suspicions ?"

This man surely wasn't a force to be taken lightly. But with that lazy gaze of his and his lack of enthusiasm for work made people look down on him or even disregard him as a threat.

But he wasn't the one of the seven Arbiter-Generals for nothing.

"The moment the planter of the Stellaron revealed themself." He said simply, crossing over his arms. "The Xianzhou has the blessing of the Reignbow Arbiter-- only another Aeon's Emanator would be capable of sneaking onto the ship without my knowing."

"We are dealing with an external threat."

"The Stellaron corrosion continues to flood into the ship, yet it bypassed both the Seat of Divine Foresight and The Shackling Prison...there is forethought here-- our enemy must have had the access to Luofu Intelligence for things to unfold this way..." Jing Yuan said, looking around the base of the Divination Commission.

This reminded him of a scene long in the past.

Of an arrogant man seeking to be paid favor by the man with the coldest stares and the most selfish and self-centered man, resulting the in the death of a beloved.

"It is evident now..." Jing Yuan sighed softly.

Shall events come to unfold the same as in the past, he wouldn't let the same outcome happen again. No. This time, he's an adult with power and experience.

He'd do anything to protect that soft smile on those smooth lips he watched to be still for centuries.

"The Stellaron Hunters..." Jing Yuan addressed, looking at a little solemn at the mention of the faction. "They aren't the ones behind the curtain. No, as soon as I set eyes on Blade, it was clear to me. But why is he here ?"

He knew the answer to that question. But that wasn't enough of a reason. Why did he bring Kafka ? Why this timing with the Stellaron burst ?

"And why did he draw the Astral Express ? That piece of the puzzle still eludes me."

The man thought long and hard about it, but he was still confused to specifically why the Astral Express had to be brought here onto the Xianzhou Luofu. Why not anywhere else ? Why during this timing ?

He couldn't answer that himself.

He sighed.

"Nevertheless, Lady Fu." The tall general said, looking at the smaller lady before him. "Your intel means the puzzle is more complete than it was before, haha."

"These Stellaron Hunters are a captivating group-- such lengths to get the Xianzhou and the Express on the same track. Who would've believed it ?"

Fu Xuan was getting a little pissed though, this wasn't anything related to the current status quo.

"General, we must retain all urgency ! The Ambrosial Arbor--" "It's the Stellaron." The General cut her off with a frown on his lips.

"No need to search high and low-- the traitors have planted it in the Ambrosial Arbor's delve, thereby causing the tree to grow once again. The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus couldn't hold off any longer." Jing Yuan said, unfolding his arms.

"Every crisis has a turning point." Fu Xuan said softly. "A problem is easier to resolve when you know where it lies."

Jing Yuan then smirked at her words, putting his hand on his hip as he knowingly raised his eyebrows at her. Fu Xuan didn't get it for a moment, but when she did, she frowned with a small pout on her lips.

"Am I coming up with the plan again...?" She sighed, looking up at him.

"Of course," Jing Yuan said without shame nor hesitation. "I'm sure you have a countermeasure at the ready, Master Diviner."

"From my perspective, convening the Cloud Knights is our immediate priority." Fu Xuan said after a while of thinking. "We must head into the roots of the Ambrosial Arbor, expel the Stellaron spirits, and prevent the Arbor's resurrection."

"I hope we need not ask the assistance of the Saltator Lunae...it would be...quite poor of us to make her use her powers after being in and out of consciousness repeatedly..." Fu Xuan said, looking down, deep in thought. "I propose that we request her help shall the need arises."

"Mhmm~" he hummed in satisfaction, nodding his head to the Master Diviner's thoughts towards resolving the matter. "As ever the Master Diviner's omniscia provides the fastest solution. However, sometimes speed is not everything."

"I have known the Stellaron's location for a while now, so why have I held back our forces ? Why did I let (Y/n) roam around even when I knew is her...unstable constitution ?" He asked, letting Fu Xuan think for a moment.

Fu Xuan thought for a moment, looking down before her eyes went back up to Jing Yuan.

"General..."

"You're a scoundrel."

Jing Yuan chuckled softly, shaking his head softly. Those words...were somewhere distant in his past, in his memory, through years of living.

He looked at the board of Starchess before him, smiling smugly as he looked at his opponent who sat across him. She frowned, her eyebrow twitching in displeasure and irritation.

"Jing Yuan, you scoundrel." She said with contempt.

"Haha~ you cant say that, (Y/n). It is unbecoming of the benevolent and highly-respected Saltator Lunae~" He said with a smirk on his lips, chuckling with pride and slyness.

"And you cannot use such underhanded tactics in trying to fool me." Dan Jia said, hands on her hips as her beautiful hair swayed in the wind.

"Who said I was fooling you, dear friend ?" He asked, reaching out a hand to sweep back her soft and silky strands of hair behind ear.

"I was just...suggesting you a move and you fell right into my trap."

"You're just too kind for your own good, Dan Jia." He said, putting his chin in the palm of his hand, a light blush on his cheeks as he retracted his hand from her.

"You should be careful. People might take your kindness for granted, or even take advantage of your naivety."

Dan Jia pouted, crossing over her arms over her chest with an embarrassed blush on her cheeks for being called naive and gullible.

"It would surely eat you up one day. So be careful..."

And it really was the reason for her downfall, being betrayed by her family. Her lover and her brother.

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Blade's Five Kinks Analysis

Pairing: Blade x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, crying, possessive sex, degradation, name calling, licking, dom!Blade

Kinks included: corruption, marking, dacryphilia, mirror sex, humiliation

A/N: It's really fun doing these so here's one for the big, bad, edgy man Blade. Icon taken from here in case you're wondering.

CORRUPTION

Quite an interesting thing to make someone as depraved as he is. Blade loves you are you are of course, but he loves to see you learn some more lustful ways of being. When he met you there was so much innocence to you, blushing when he would kiss you and covering your naked body when you'd have sex, but now you have no problem sucking on his cock while fingering yourself and letting him know very loudly how much you want his cum.

MARKING

It's never only from the inside, although seeing his cum drip out of your pussy is a nice sight any day, but for him it's much more fun leaving marks on your skin. Places hidden from view, covered up by your clothes are fine, but what gets Blade so fucking hard is when he sees other people noticing the bite marks and hickies on your neck. First they notice that, then him smiling at them knowingly, and then you notice it all too, along with the bulge in his pants that wasn't there a few minutes ago and that needs your attention.

DACRYPHILIA

You have never seen Blade cry before but he has made you cry several times. Not because he hurt you or was rude, but because you had been driven to the point of such sensitivity that even the slightest pressure against your pussy would make you cry. And if you even think about your next orgasm or how his cock will feel in your pussyhole again you can already feel the tears. Tears that he will then slowly lick off your face, not kiss, lick while commenting how you should always look at him while you cry, he loves how glossy your eyes get.

MIRROR SEX

This was originally something he suggested purely to let you get more comfortable when fucking but has turned into a kink when he couldn't get enough of watching his cock go in and out of your pussy so clearly. Yet another reason for him to show off his skills, now that you can see it clearly as he holds you up, legs spread open and shows you how slutty you can get. Don't you want that all the time? To be that beautiful and slutty for his cock? Your pussy seems to agree with him, why don't you say it too? It will feel a lot better when you admit you love to see it too, getting fucked by him that is.

HUMILIATION

It's not enough that he calls you his slut, his cum whore and tells you that all you should ever do is take his cock. That's verbal and he can do that easily, but physical humiliation, one where he makes you realize just how much you want his cock when you're too stubborn to say it. Have you look so pathetic, naked and crawling towards his cock, finally broken, drooling and begging to be fucked after he didn't touch you in a full week, making you go crazy with lust that only he can satisfy, that's his real triumph.

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blixssily · 9 months

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Hello¡,for the 100 followers event,can i req the promt of random kisses with Blade,i have to specify so... That is when the s/o covers his mouth for some reason, he leaves her hand covered in kisses.

prompt 16: random kisses + blade !

authors notes: hello!! thanks for participating in this event! i absolutely love this idea omg the actual kissing is a little later in this drabble i got a tiny bit carried away with the ppl lot build up hehe

you and blade were paired up on a mission together, something about retrieving something from a highly guarded area. you always found a way to make the mission more bearable and less boring for him.

earlier you had tried to persuade the guards to let you two into the location where the item was held at but they wouldn't budge no matter how much you tried to communicate with them. "why not just get rid of them?" blade sighed, getting ready to pull out his sword. "normally id say that's a good idea bu-" the moment blade's hand wrapped around his sword the guards immediately took their stance against you two.

"now look what you've done!" you nagged him, this exact situation had happened so many times to the two of you during your previous missions together. "more reason to simply get rid of them then." he shrugs pulling out his sword completely.

"no! we are not starting another fight! remember what kafka said about the mara??" you grabbed his wrist, "lets run for it. theyre about to attack soon anyways." you turn back to the guards, dragging blade along with you as you hastily tried to look for a hiding spot. "get them!" the guards yelled, causing you to pick up the pace.

eventually you did find a hiding spot although it was really cramped for two people. you managed to squeeze blade and yourself into an alleyway, your chest pressing onto his.

"okay, i think we're fine for now." you tried to control your breathing so that the guards nearby wouldn't be able to hear your panting from having to sprint for a few minutes straight. "you ok? you're panting a lot." you look up at him, concern building up in your eyes. "i'm fine." his laid back answer causes you to frown. you almost jump when you're able to hear a guard passing by.

without thinking, you immediately put your hand over blade's mouth, silencing him so the guard wouldn't hear anything unusual. you give an apologetic smile as you see the look in his eyes. just as you were about to remove your hand, you feel his lips press against your palm. his own hand snakes around your wrist, you can feel his lips gliding over your fingers before giving each of your finger tips little pecks.

"what are you doing?" you whisper, blush starting to creep up to your cheeks. he merely smirks as he trails his kisses down to your wrist and eventually your pulse point. you dont dare ask him anymore questions as he softly bites down, nibbling at your soft skin with his usual smirk plastered on his face.

"stop that." you pull your hand away, looking away to hide the blush that's more than evident by now. he merely chuckles at your embarrassment.

notes and reblogs are heavily appreciated and thank you for participating in this event !

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27thswan · 5 months

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❝ 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞. ❞ hsr x reader

synopsis. daycare teacher of lil kindergarteners meets one of her lil kindergarteners' parents, or in this case; parent. a father.

warnings. march, dan heng, and the trailblazing twins as welt's kids. yanqing as jing yuan's. silver wolf as blade's. bailu as luocha's.

author's notes. i love making song lyrics the titles of my fics !!

pairings. blade, jing yuan, welt, and luocha x gn!reader (seperately)

jing yuan first meets you at yanqing's kindergarten. while he picks up the cutest child in the world; aka yanqing, he sees you walking up to him, and dear god were you pretty.

he zones out while you talk about how swell yanqing had been doing in class! so much so, he gets a candy bar! yippee!!! zones back into reality when he sees you carrying his son, in your hands.

the exact moment he wanted to put a ring on your finger already, he didn't know yanqing's teacher would be so... attractive.. and kind..

kind of red when you pat him on the back for being a good dad

blushy and stuttering everywhere when you decide to ask if he had a mother.

"o-oh he d-doesn't really have one" "oh, i see, my apologies for bringing it u-" "its okay, its fine d-don't worry!"

the way you both got to talk more was outside of school, where he bumps into you, spoiling your drink onto the gravel of the sidewalk.

immediately apologizes and offers to reimburse you for the fallen drink, but he realizes it was you, your soft spoken voice telling him there's no need to compensate the drink at all

will take the chance and hold your hand on the way back to the café you got your drink at.

and while you were in shock at how he was so persistent about it, it was definitely very cute. you did notice the small tint of red on his cheeks.

asks you out with a cute lil pick up line he wrote down quickly, along with his number, in hopes for yours. and thankfully you did give it.

and spending the afternoon with his happy crush wasn't so bad. getting to know you as a person, in a quiet cat café, with no one to bother you both, other than distant meowing.

oh no! it just happens to be raining! and you didn't bring an umbrella, and he didn't either..

running back to his huge home, which was nearby, and thankfully yanqing went out and unlocked the gate for you both in a raincoat.

heavy rainfall, it didn't seem like it'd stop anytime soon. so you really had just planned to stay 1 night. how cliché...

welt picking up his fussy children from daycare, march, dan heng, caelus, and stelle, poor guy couldn't help but fall for you

how.. do you have.. the patience.. to take care.. of 20 kids..

it's attractive to him tbh, hats off to you, but man you were hot as hell, and he looked like he just got off a 20-hour shift.

was kind of embarrassed, he was falling for someone at first sight, really fell for how good you take care of his kids

how do you get them to sleep so easily, how do you get them to stop being mad and eat their vegetables..

amazed, and will ask questions. and gives you his number, just in case he'll need help with his little circle of kids.

the kids probably have called you mom/dad by accident too, and i mean march, dan heng, and the two gray haired twins.

loves the way you take note of what each child likes, so you remember what each kid would like as a gift at the end of the month.

giving the twins toy baseball bats so they'll get better soon, giving dan heng books of fiction, and facts, and gifting march a polaroid camera to capture moments in time, for her to look back on.

god just marry him already. how the hell are you actually so good at doing what you do??? no way you remember what 19 other kids like.

needs someone like you, so that's exactly what he'd do. had the courage to ask you out while hanging out, bowing and everything, arms out presenting a gift to your liking. please accept it!

you do accept it! and land a passionate kiss on his soft lips too!

blade is not good at socializing with others for sure. even as the father of his former younger sister; now that he was old enough and financially stable, he became her father legally woo!

silver, who blade nicknames silver wolf because of her ign (in-game-name) on her and his favorite game to play together, takes a lot from her older br- i mean her dad. and because of that, she tends to be just as quiet as him (unless she's close with the people she talks to, only then does she talk more)

but blade's recently noticed how while she rambles about school and how she started making more friends at kindergarten. he was proud to say the least, but he also noticed how often she mentioned a certain name, yours.

"who's y/n, silv?" he quietly said, looking over to his small daughter who sits slightly across him, coloring on sheets of paper happily. "my new favorite teacher. they helped me make my new friends today."

he nodded, deciding the next day when he picks her up, that he would try to meet you

and oh god

gosh uh you were definitely attractive, kind of peeked through the window while waiting for silver wolf, and oh wow

hasn't been more thankful that silver wolf sees him and brings you over to him to introduce her two favorite people to each other

ok he may be a bit socially awkward but he has his way with his actions, and when he does speak, it might be short, but it's poetic.

oh but he's also like "no way you remember to give each child a gift to their liking" how do you remember all those little peabrains' interests?

no way you gave silver wolf animal crossing

he's in love, very clear.

older sister kafka def teases him about you when you come over to tutor silver wolf (over call because kafka works internationally lol)

anyways pls marry him soon or he'll explode

luocha adores his daughter; bailu. teaches her all the rights and wrongs, and the rights from the wrongs, left from right, alright you get my point.

but recently he's felt like she's growing a little more distant from him, because yes he's a busy father, and also because she's met someone new

his daughter, his bailu wouldn't replace him right??!?!?! all jokes aside, he just noticed that bailu started to mention a name of a teacher more often; you.

"you should meet them papa! they're a very nice person!" bailu says, dragging him alongside her for him to meet you because you taught her how to draw stars!!

oh gee gosh you kinda cute.........

"they taught me how to draw different shapes, pa! look! its a star!" bailu quickly ran over inside the classroom to snatch the paper with her masterpieces bestowed on it. proudly showing it to her pretty blonde-haired father who's in awe of the cute teacher who taught his daughter HOW TO DRAW STARS/.11?!!@>@

he's like "oh. oh." he's a doctor but this the first time he's ever felt like this for someone.

and ohh bailu knows how he feels about this. she KNOWSSS, and she got her dad!! will definitely set you both up (somehow)

yes shes in kindergarten but she just built diff

i hc that luocha likes coffee because he has to stay up and do doctor stuff, and he has specific favorite brands that he can't always get (because for some reason he's that busy) so he has to get the cheap brands (that he hates because its all just instant coffee)

and bailu knows abt that, so she goes secret shopping with you while you and the rest of the class are on a trip (there are other teachers present there while on the trip you are responsible adult here!!!!)

"aren't you 5? why do you want coffee?" "papa"

then she puts those coffee brands he loves in a lil gift box + a bracelet you both made for him (most was you but yeah)

and she gives it to her dad once you both come back

ok he asks you out the end

i'm tired sowwy for making luocha's part short

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