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ilsanslut · 5 months

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꒷♡꒷ THE DUKE'S PET!

♰ featuring: wriothesley. [genshin impact]

sypnosis: what you get from being wriothesley’s pretty puppy. content/trigger warning(s): 18+. smut mentons. PUPPY-HYBRID!READER. GENDER NEUTRAL!READER. spanking. shoe-humping mentions. cock-warming. orgasm denial. dacryphilia. overstimulation. obvious pet-play themes. name calling/degradation. punishments. tummy bulging. sharing mentions (clorinde + neuvillette). ꒷꒦

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES being given to him by none other than the iudex of fontaine himself, neuvillette, as a “gift” of sorts. more so, you were a prisoner who personally denied your trial since you knew you were guilty, so neuvillette thought of a fitting place for you instead. he knew that wriothesley wanted a pet to keep him company while within the walls of the fortress of meropide, but he refrained due to it being cruel to keep an animal somewhere in which they could never see the sun. however, a puppy-human hybrid should suffice well enough, right?

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES him not knowing what the fuck to do with you once he first got you. he understood how to take care of a dog well enough, but you were mostly human and had greater intelligence than that of a dog (most of the time). he seemed a little put-off by you at first, tensing up when you came to him for pets and affection, picking you up by the armpits (even if you were taller than him) and sitting you down on the couch of his office when you tried to smother kisses all over his face, pulling you by the back of your shirt while hissing a quick “quit it” every time you growled at someone who entered his office—even his guards, and even those times when you tried to mark his office as your territory . . .

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES him taking his sweet time to warm up to you, but once he grew comfortable with your presence, you became the most spoiled pup around. he got you your own pretty collar, but of course, in his own aesthetic. a thick, studded black strap with ruby gems and a silver loop in the center connecting to a crimson pendant ringed in silver, with his initials engraved on the back. he bought you your own toys (even though you were more inclined to gnaw your sharp canines on the steel of his boots), and he even purchased a separate couch for you in his office for your afternoon naps with your name engraved on the gold that lined the backrest.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES going to the surface world with him any time he has a particular errand to run or just when he has free time. (he most definitely does that thing where he says a simple phrase like “outside?” or “walkies?” and has to restrain himself from cackling as he watches you go beserk in your own excitement.) hours are spent in the city of fontaine shopping for new items for you, such as clothes, toys, collars, etc. your days typically end with him allowing you to expend the rest of your energy chasing squirrels or birds in the fontainian wilderness until you eventually tucker yourself out and he carries you back to the fortress.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES being his little (or big) lap dog whenever he’s sitting in his office. whether he’s in the middle of signing off on a boatload of documents or talking with someone who entered his office, you’d shuffle your way into his folded arms and perch yourself on his lap, nuzzling yourself against his chest. he was never one to deny you affection (unless you were bad) and would always indulge in praising you whenever he deemed fit. scratches behind your ears, on your belly, gentle kisses to the forehead—you name it! wriothesley would give it all to you since he just couldn’t say no to you. that is, until he was forced to.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES him forgetting that while you are human, you still have the high-energy canine instincts of whatever breed you’re mixed with. that means you often get yourself into trouble more than you’d like. dashing over to others to steal their food at the coupon cafeteria because it smelled soo yummy, growling and picking fights with either the inmates or the guards who were simply minding their business, chewing on wriothesley’s boots, bookshelf, and the wood of his desk because you were bored, humping his leg or whatever you could get your needy parts on whenever your heat rolls around, and finally, his last straw, you tearing up the important documents and registration papers of the inmates because you were fed up with his silent treatment punishment.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S PET INCLUDES includes cowering and whining in fear when you see him towering over you, a steely glare in his eyes, and a deep scowl on his face as his chest rises and falls heavily from this thoroughly wasted patience. his fists would clench so tightly by his sides that you could hear them grinding against the leather of his gloves and the metal of his rings. you would give him your best puppy eyes and cutest whimpers to try and appease his anger, but it was futile. then he would utter the words that always sent a chill down your spine.

“bedroom, now.”

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES you shaking your head at him and whimpering out a ‘no’ when he orders you to his quarters. at first, he’s dumbfounded—stunned that you would even dare to disobey him when he had given you a clear, firm order—and then he’s laughing. it’s dry and humorless, and it strikes fear in the depths of your trembling little being. however, before you could react, his hand is threading itself non-too-kindly into your locks and dragging you along the steel floors of his office until you’re in your shared bedroom.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES knowing that he’s not a fan of verbal reprimanding. when he needed to correct your behavior, he was always physical. he wastes no time sitting on the edge of the bed and discarding whatever bottoms you were wearing before slinging you over his lap and popping a series of quick swats onto your ass cheeks, ringed-fingers and all. if you dared to try and use your fluffy tail to negate his hits, he was snatching it in a firm grip at the base and snarling out a bone-chilling “behave” before he would rain down more spanks onto your reddening cheeks until you’re a sniffling mess in his lap.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES you being unable to hide the arousal brewing from your nethers from being punished on wriothesley’s lap, accidentally giving yourself away when you shift on his lap, and the lewd squelch of your arousal squishing from your sex and his thigh is picked up by his stupidly good hearing.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES feeling your nethers throbbing when he utters out a “oh?” in that breathy growl that makes your head spin. “whats this?” he would inquire as he scoops up the milky fluid with two of his digits, not waiting for your pitiful answer as he uses the liquid as lube to stroke your sex with a teasing touch. “getting off on being punished?” he continues through your whimpers as your legs flail behind you from his increasing pace. “what a filthy mutt you are.”

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES being edged until the depths of the sea grew dark from the long set sun and illuminated from the moon hanging high in the sky. you’d be brought to the brink of your orgasm time and time again; however, every time you were about to reach your high, wriothesley would pull away, mocking your frustrated whines and begging whimpers with a faux pout of his own. “aww, my poor baby.” he would pout in an insincere tone, using his drenched fingers to wipe the tears streaming down your cheeks. “you wanna cum, don’t you?” he’d ask, with his free hand gently stroking your sensitive sex. you would nod, babbling pleas and helpless cries for him to ‘please, please, let you cum because you’ll be a good pup for him’, only for him to grin cruelly down at you and go, “if you wanted to be good for me, you would’ve been so from the beginning. crazy how that works, hm?”

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES when he finally does let you cum, he doesn’t let you stop. you’re gifted orgasm after orgasm until the sheets are ruined with your release, your poor body is trembling uncontrollably, your nethers are throbbing, and even the slightest breeze makes you wail from the overstimulation. you cry and cry and plead for him to be gentler with you, to please give you a break to let you catch your breath, but he only cackles at your misfortune and goes, “this is what you wanted, isn’t it? to make a mess like the filthy pup you are? so then take it, Y/N.”

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES always being gifted with the best aftercare, no matter how tired wriothesley might be. he’ll whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he gently massages your sore limbs and nethers, praising you for being such a good pup for him. moreover, he’ll even state that he’s no longer mad at you just to see your pretty ears perk up and your fluffy tail wag. even when he’s pushed past the point of exhaustion, he’ll stagger into the bathroom, run a warm bath for the two of you, and carry your quivering body into the soothing waters. before he joins you, he always discards the messy sheets and replaces them with new ones, but not before letting them run in the dryer for a few minutes so that they’re nice and toasty for you.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES being his number one stress reliever whenever he needs to relieve some tension. you could be sitting docilely on the couch he brought you by yourself in his office, and he could just scoot his chair back while tossing his head back with a mighty sigh, and you would already know what to do. you’d prance over to him, and he would remove whatever lower garments you were wearing and dive right into you, feasting on you in your entirety until he was thoroughly relieved. if he was having a particularly rough day, he would call your name in a gruff tone and pat his lap to call you over. he would have you sit on his lap with his cock nestled deep in your walls, squeezing him so, so tightly as he tries to finish his paperwork, but he never can. nine times out of ten, it always ends with him tossing his paperwork aside, picking you up, and ravishing you right then and there on his desk.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES the amount of times guards and inmates have had to stutter over their words as they try to talk to or give reports to the duke, however, becoming thoroughly distracted by the sight of your pretty mouth swallowing inch after inch of wriothesley’s cock beneath his desk since you couldn't 'shut the fuck up and stop growling’ at the poor men and women who were just trying to do their jobs.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES servicing wriothesley’s friends whenever they visit the fortress. clorinde attaching a leather leash to your collar as she perches herself on the edge of wriothesley’s desk, using the lead to pull your kneeling form close to her pretty folds to eat her out while she makes your head dizzy as she praises and degrades you simultaneously. “what a well-trained pooch you have here, duke . . . such a pathetic, needy thing they are. i might just have to borrow them for myself sometime.” to which wriothesley, who was watching from over her shoulder with a possessive and lustful gaze in his eye, just shakes his head as he observes your lithe, sloppy, and greedy tongue eagerly lapping at the duelist’s glimmering pearl while your tail wags incessantly behind you. “nah, not a chance. they’re mine, clorinde.”

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S NAUGHTY PET INCLUDES even letting neuvillette in on the fun every once in a while. naturally, he brought you along for the ride when he had to personally meet with the iudex to discuss some business matters. neuvillette was amazed at how well his plan had worked when he saw how well-behaved and obedient you were, especially considering how you had been at first, when he had to hold you at arm's length away from him by your scruff to prevent your pointy puppy teeth from gnawing into his arms. he too would indulge in you by clearing his desk of all paperwork and fucking you right then and there on top of the expensive oak. when he told you to bark, you would. when he told you to sit on his cock, you would ride him within an inch of his sovereign life. when he told you to cum, you would not hesitate to gush all over him and yourself, effectively making a mess of both of your sweaty bodies. “such an obedient little thing. i am almost saddened that i gifted you to wriothesley and did not keep such a pretty puppy for myself.” he would growl, his slitted pupils constricting to pinpoints as they observed the way his two draconic cocks bulged your tummy.

BEING WRIOTHESLEY’S CHERISHED PET INCLUDES living out the rest of your days by his side as arguably the most spoiled and loved pup in the entirety of teyvat. you became his light in the darkness—his salvation from the perpetual state of solemn loneliness that he had isolated himself in, while he became your salvation in a surprisingly cruel world. you have never felt safer or more secure in your life than you did when you were with him. when he held you tenderly and whispered affirmations into your fluffy ears, you felt more loved than you had ever felt before. all in all, he was your second half, and you were his, and he’d be damned if he let anything change that any time soon.

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scalpelsister · 2 years

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having dnd thoughts and uh. barbarian path of the beast is pretty sexy huh

#at level 14 i can make my friends join my hunt and make them do an extra d6 of damage AND make myself have 5 temp hp for each friend i have #like hello?#ik its not zealot but zealot imo is the wrong flavor for the kind of barb id want and also #dont want to make a total yasha rip off lmoa #beserker is a classic also #totem also fits the flavor i would be interested in doing #which would be like based heavily on the historical germanic and celtic warriors which ik is a broad term but #like specifically the animalistic shifting battle frenzy that you see in those cultures #which ik isnt the hottest take for a barbarian but i would hope to add context by being uh #better at research #like not to shade yasha i love her but her norse influence is very vague and pop culturey #for me i would go HAM on the historical inspo #race would be a very common one honestly i dont think id go to orc or goliath or anything too flashy #my post #dnd

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diejager · 4 months

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ive always been meaning to ask this- but has big brother! simon ever tried to convince his little sister to... well, quit the military? or like find ways to get her out? i kinda imagine him going beserk when his lil sis gets critically hurt in any way

Cw: injury, protective Ghost, gunshot wound, blood, canon-typical violence, tell me if I missed any.

He wasn’t against you being in the air force, you were a medic, often in the safety of your field hospital or behind them in missions. He figured that the safest place for you would be beside him where he could physically protect you from any kind of harm. How could he protect you if you’re miles away? How could he prevent you from having your heart broken if he wasn’t there to prevent it from the start and stop the bastard who took it in the first place? How could he care for you if he was countries away, being flown across oceans to fight someone else’s battle?

He was sure he’d be able to protect you at all cost, doing his best to ensure your safety and livelihood in the Task Force and as his field medic. He made sure that he did everything right —until he watch you crumble behind him, curling into yourself with panicked breaths as you held your abdomen. He was confused, unable to grasp at the situation until he caught red bleeding into your fatigues, dripping down your gloves from the pressure you put on your open wound. He dropped everything to rush you to safety, behind the line of safety and back on a help for a medevac.

He watched you being wheeled away from him on a stretcher, your panting and groaning figure, abdomen blooming red and face pinched in a wince, pulled away from him with great reluctance. He stuck around, lumbering in the hall while you were in operation to take the bullet out, biting his nail and ripping his hair off until he was told to sit down by his Captain and join the rest of his team in the waiting area while you were out.

Despite being promised that the chances of your survival was at a hundred percent, Simon couldn’t eat or sleep, he spent the night in your hospital room, eyes wide open and exhausted. He was frantic when you woke up, blinking away the exhaustion and pain killers in your blood, and he relaxed, lost all the tension in his body when you smiled at him. He took two weeks of leave to care for you, watching you while you recovered from your wound.

This attack had clicked something in his mind, it made him hover over you, a lingering shadow of worry and protectiveness. He worried that if you continued on following him, coming back to the Task Force and joining them on missions, you’d risk dying. It scared him. His paranoia conjuring up images where he would come home to a cold and silent place, desolate and lacking life. He couldn’t bear to live in a world devoid of you, missing your bright light that made his heart beat, that insured that he continued on living and breathing. You were the reason he bothered living after all the shit he survived.

The only solution coming to mind was to have you retire, convince you to get out of it while you were still breathing. Perhaps keeping you grounded on land, acting as a doctor rather than a combat medic would be safer if you still wanted to work —if Simon wanted to be able to keep you within his grasp. He’d have to run it past Price first, see what his thought were on his and your situation.

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fandomwriterlover · 1 month

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hello! I saw that you had your requests open, so could I ask for headcannons of what Tai lung would be like in a relationship? Thank you!

In a relationship with Tai Lung

When we talk about being in a relationship with Tai Lung, we start in the past. When he was still young and training under Shifu's wing

At that age he was disciplant about his kung fu training, resilent and hard working. But when could find a moment of rest or to catch a breathe, he would go to you. For him, you were a source of calm and peace; the only one who can think about anything else besides kung fu and making his master proud

It was always small dates. Walking together at the valley, eating rice and veggies under the peach tree in bloom, or just talking about trivial or silly things under the same tree. This was his favorite moments, but his pride won't let him admit it. Why? Because your beautiful voice was so soothe to his ears, that he would fall asleep next to you. And he would purr at your touch when you carress him gently.

Time passes and the training intisifies. Oogway would soon decides if Tai Lung it's worthy to be the Dragon Warrior. Sadly, that means that you both couldn't see each other as much you wanted; but he assures you that he will be the Dragon Warrior, and that he would celebrate with you and Master Shifu. He wants to introduce you to his father, as his fiance!

But... That day wouldn't ever happen

That horrible day happened when you has to do some errants out of the Valley of Peace... When you arrived, it was like there was a war! You couldn't belive what was happening... And wort part, the villagers were screaming "It's Tai Lung! Tai Lung it's attacking the valley!!"

No, no... You couldn't belive it... You would say that he wouldn't never... But, you saw him! You saw your lover beserk, attacking the villagers, destroying houses and carts-- anything in his way. Oh, if he could have a moment of sanity-- just a brief moment when you called his name... And stare you terrerfied and heartbroken... Would it made him stop?

When Master Oogway defeated Tai Lung and the guards came to take him to Ghorh-Gom Jail, you were devastated. You pleaded to Master Shifu to free his son, that he truly didn't meant any damage ... But he did not listened to you, and shamed you fir being blind by love toward him.

You came to Ghorh-Gom, and he knew it. Before he was moved to the bottom of his jail, he heard you screaming from... Aboved? Down?? At the gates? He was still numb by his defeat, by his ángel, by the point-pressure shell... He could hear you screaming at the rhino guards, demanding to see him. Crying your name! All he could do was to endure. Endure it. ... Finally, when he was at the bottom, and no longer could hear you... He cried in silent without any tear

#kfp x reader #tai lung x reader #tai lung #kung fu panda x reader #kung fu panda

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just-another-star-47 · 5 months

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I've started playing HL again, this time with the aim of not rushing through all the quests like a Beserker and then realising that the ending is pretty modest.

In the process, I realised a few things that I only had vague feelings about the first time through.

Sebastian's questline edition (until finding the relic):

1. Sebastian is a lot cockier and bolder than I remembered him being.

2. He is definitely keen and interested in building up a certain reputation for himself (how often exactly does he tell MC what a bad boy he is? In the first crypt mission he explains that he likes splendour and so for me there's always a certain reputation involved, he's jealous because MC and Ominis have outstanding abilities and he doesn't).

3. He tends to all my inner sore spots (I think many people feel this way, otherwise he wouldn't be so popular). He protects his loved ones in the most unhealthy way there is - by sacrificing himself and not letting them make decisions about whether they want to or not. He thinks it's his duty to carry all the burdens alone because he thinks he's the only one who can.

4 I think he's one of those people who treats his loved ones the way he would have liked to be treated himself. (The moment in the crypt when he tells MC that he's proud of them??)

5. I don't think his interest in dark magic came with Anne's curse, even if it may have been purely academic before.

6. I find Sebastian and Omini's friendship rather... difficult. In the first run through I was actually rather annoyed by Ominis because I couldn't understand how he didn't want to help Sebastian - now I tend to go along with the people who call him the 'better' person of the two. I'd be really interested to know what their friendship was like before Anne's curse, because at this point in the game, I think the only thing holding them together is their shared past.

7. MC is incredibly manipulative and spiteful. The way MC convinces Ominis to go to the Scriptorium? Urgh. And after Sebastian calls MC ignorant - she counters with his uncle? What the hell?

8. That the Imperio curse was the first spell that popped into Sebastian's head makes sense, considering he's had no control over any major events in his life.

9. Just a thought, but if Sebastian taught himself all the unforgivable curses, he must have practised them too? Scary... but yeah...

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy thoughts #sebastian sallow thoughts #sebastian sallow headcanon #sebastian sallow questline

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daze4all · 5 months

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Sparring turns Spicy~ Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Blade x Reader

Wrestling Match with Dragon Yandere! Dan Heng: Don't awaken the dragon oops you did....

Mind Games & Lessons with Manipulator!Jing Yuan " It''ll only take 70 years or so~" Jing Yuan says lazily eyes glinting in challenge.

3. All Out Battle with Beserker!Blade: A swordfight or bring a gun to sword fight but Immortal! Blade will win once it's close quarters but maybe a trap to delay him a bit is all you need....

Wrestler! Yandere! Dragon! Dan Heng somehow this turned spicy....

- I could see Dan Heng & Reader wrestling on the training floor in close combat fist-fight ditching weapons cuz Reader and Dan Heng get too competitive in the train training room

-Dan Heng pins you down maybe using his tail in his dragon form

Starts traditional regulated spar like fighting in a game but devolves to a Belabog style wrestling match when both lose their weapons

Reader/Stelle Throwing Dan Heng's spear into the wall so it sticks and Dan Heng doing the same to her spear and bat lol

Cuz I can see feral rabid raccoon! stelle mc! tackling Dan Heng to the ground getting way too competitive after losing their weapon.

Yandere! Dragon! Dan Heng

Dragon Dan Heng comes out full force with some survival instinct with his marbles as there are no more weapons.

Reader/Stelle snatching Dan Heng's marbles/weapon to throw them off the train going lol "What are you gonna fight me with now Dan Heng. I win! " XP sticking out their tongue out to be cheeky

Dragon! Dan Heng growls back " Fight with now fists, horns, fang and tail thats what" the cool dragon yong from Belabog gone angry dragon imbibitor lunae here to stay all glowy and feral.

Spiciness in a Spar

Thus commencing a heated tumble in the train's training room. That may turn spicy from close contact of chests, tail, limbs, and legs.

Dragon! Dan Heng Probably, pinning the reader down with his weight & his tail snaked around their legs pressing down...

Dragon! Dan Heng regaining his controlling authoritative tone to "Yield now".

Dragon! Dan Heng fangs at Stelle/readers neck ready to bite but not aware of what he doing as some long buried instinct to dominate and show superiority.

End of Spiciness

Only for March Welt and Himeko to burst in to stop him. After hearing the commotion and witnessing the ruined training room.

Perhaps with a spray gun or hose in hand to cool him off cuz that's what you use for dogs in a rut lol.

Dan Heng would regain his cool and apologize and be embarrassed as hell that his instincts took over from being riled up that his authority was challenged.

Afterward, Reader/MC & Dan Heng are both awkward and embarrassed and keep thier distance until they cannot hold back anymore and cross a line~

or prank each other to get out of that weird funk to stay friends.

Sparring with Yandere!Jing yuan- Mental Mind Game and traps

2. Mind Games & Lessons with Manipulator!Jing Yuan

"Certainly you can stay say 70 years"- Jing Yuan hums contemplating not taking into account his lifespan so much long than yours.

"Thats half my lifetime General!" - Reader

"I'm honored you'll willing to stay that long to play game of go with me."" he chuckles hand propped underneath his head like a lazy big cat.

"Uhhh no I never agreed to that, just a spar general" - Reader -_-

"We'll just have to fix that then" he rumbles eyes flashing gold.

With Jing Yuan it's a battle of the minds and moves.

"Take your time, and consider your position" he'd warn playfully like his idle.

A long drawn out battle where he'll set traps, teases you and corrects your sword stances.

Jing Yuan is the type that will take the calm caring teacher role but also the type to tease his student to do thier best.

Expect weapon combat lessons, teasing and touchs .

Spicy! Sword Stance Teacher !Jing Yuan

Teacher! Jing Yuan shifting your footwork with a nudges of his foot, or probes at you waist and arms guiding you into better position

Jing Yuan showing you a better form by teasing you when he places a leg between yours to force you to widen your stance .

Teacher! Jing Yuan getting way too close for fleeting second with sly smile before pulling away with a "Thats right. Good job, the stance is correct now"

Spicy! Jing Yuan whispering in the shell of your ear saying "That sword stance isn't quite right, how about I show you" and correcting with lingering touches at your waist or wrist.

Spear Teacher! Jing Yuan

Or perhaps reader wants to use the spear like Jing Yuan. So he dares you to try lifting his own spear/ gaundo.

But his Gaundo too heavy and he offers to help and lifts his guandao but lifting you with it. As your hands are still holding onto the spear to not fall before wrapping an arm around your waist to lift you with it.

"Haha! hardly any heavier" he'd remark as you are too flustered to let go of his spear. You may squirm to get out of his grip as reader is embarrased he showed you up so easily and are stuck in his arms.

3. Swordfight or Gun fight with Beserker! Blade

-So a fight with blade be all out, probably a confrontation since he is a stellaron hunter and you. some unlucky guard.

- Or ally and fellow stellaron hunter having learned laser guns from kafka or silver wolf

- Imagine: Exchanging blades with Blade

- Reader would last longer in a gunfight. Who brings guns to swordfight ? this bitchass reader does

- Immortal! Blade will win once it's close quarters and being immortal he'll outlast you and any traps you set. But maybe trap to delay him a bit is all you need, but once he breaks free he is going after you with a grudge, so not reccommended.

- Alternatively try a gunfight having

Not like you'll win cuz as soon as you get close to stab him. Surprise he is immortal !

"Unleash the Mara" Fighter Blade seems the type to get riled up and carried away by his mara during his fight. Eyes blazing ,sword ready.

Beserker! Blade stepping closer to you regardless of the wounds inflicted during the fight letting your weapon push further intp him as he reaches out for you while bleeding "you you should be dead!" you say scared and shocked that this man is still standing.

Expect bruises cut, scrapes, and maybe bites a bit?

Okay maybe if blade loses his weapon cuz teeth are humans natural weapon but i digress. (Is it like how vampire/zombie infect via mara by biting or just biting fetish talking lol. Mara!Zombie! Blade is another thought lol)

Berserker! Blade: Seem like the type to surprise you from behind with a backstab....

Try out Traps?

So I guess the other option is to tie him up, but once he gets out you know he is coming for you with the fire of mara in his eyes.

"Its only matter or time until I get you in my grasp"

Imagine: You trap him with a riddle or word scramble he has to solve

Somehow i think this would slow him down alot since he has moments where the mara scramble his brain, so he is super annoyed and it takes him awhile.

"Pay the price for tying me up and wasting my immortal life on puzzle" he deadpans

Beserker! Blade he's just not a mind game guy and straight to the chase due to his beserker mode.

Beserker! Blade is the type to destroy any trap than solve it due to a lack of patience.

Random Thoughts on Bladesmith! Blade

Bladesmith! Blade takes good care of weapons. He hugs his for example.

Berserker! Blade has favorite weapons that he names & Hugs as his soft side.

Imagine: he nicknames you after his blades. lol sweet sorta?

Beserker! Blade he will be pissed if you somehow break your blade but would try to fix it.

Bladesmith! Blade's anger is cold. He would stand there all intimidating until to apologized not to him but to your blade for breaking it and promise to take care of it better.

Bladesmith! Blade strikes me as the handyman type who would fix the plumbing if that had that on a stelleron ship .

Or a toilet lol.

Bladesmith! Blade Deals with the shit on the stelleron ship literally and figuratively. As the one sane rational person on ship maybe not counting the beserker mara mode.

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