Imbibitors Your Lunae

imbibitors your lunae

hello! congrats on getting 500 followers, u rlly deserved it ❤ regarding about the event, can I request for 'good morning and good night texts' for Blade? Remember to hydrate yourself (◍•ᴗ•◍)

featuring: blade. (x gn! reader.)

note: i have no idea how to write it in… words so i ended up using fake texts hehe. sorry that there’s only like two because my brain is Really empty and i can’t think 😭😭 writer’s block /neg

Rooftop [HSR Blade x Reader headcanons]

Sometimes life gets so hard that you want to end it all. It seems as if the world around is losing all its colors. But he knows what it's like to wish for death. And he won't let you leave him. Pairing: Blade x gn!reader

CW/TW: heavy topics, reader is really depressed and suicidal, attempt to end life. Do NOT interact if this can trigger you.

A/n: I'm in a depressive episode again and can't visit my psychotherapist right now, so here some comforting HCs. Please, talk with a specialist if you have problems with mental health, you are strong and everything's going to be alright. Not proofread, as a non-native english speaker I'm sorry for any mistakes.

◈ You have always been a ray of sunshine in Blade's life ever since you both met. Even if he didn't talk about it openly. Your care for him made him feel something warm again other than an all-consuming emptiness inside. ◈ But sometimes even the brightest sunny day can be overshadowed by clouds. ◈ You were especially cheerful that evening. So much so that it became suspicious. Especially when Blade noticed how empty and tired your eyes were despite your smile. ◈ You tried not to talk about your depression with other people. Jokes here and there, nothing more. Although Blade still noticed it. And he was worried. Although it was hard to tell from his cold and neutral expression. ◈ "Blade, promise me something? Promise that you can find something good in this life, no matter what." you said with a warm, yet slightly sad smile. ◈ But he has already found it. You. ◈ He just looked at you silently for a while before simply nodding. Your phrase was even more suspicious than your behavior. ◈ And then you left. ◈ But intuition told Blade that something was clearly wrong. He hesitated for a while before following you. Quiet, like a cat on the hunt. ◈ You went up to the roof. ◈ At first it looked like simple stargazing. You stood there and looked up at the dark sky. A light breeze gently ruffled your hair. ◈ "I am so sorry. I'm really sorry. I can't take it anymore." you mumbled to yourself. And there was silence. ◈ But as you confidently walked towards the edge of the roof with a heavy sigh, Blade broke this silence and rushed towards you. He understood what exactly you wanted to do. And he couldn't let that happen. ◈ You barely got your foot over the edge when he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest. ◈ "Wh... What?" there was so much confusion and despair in your voice as you were pressed against his chest. "No! No! Let me go! Let me go!" ◈ You've already made up your mind and you can't back out. But Blade held you tightly in his arms. ◈ You cried and screamed and tried to break free from his grip, but it was useless. Your own heart felt like it was about to jump out of your chest. ◈ "I can't let you go." Blade's voice is barely above a whisper. "Not now. Never." ◈ He tightly held your waist with one hand while he stroked your head with the other. You trembled and sobbed and tried to fight. ◈ As soon as you start to sink to the floor Blade dropped down with you. You cried and he held you in his arms as tightly as he could. The thoughts in his head raced at the speed of light. It felt like it wasn't really happening. He could lose you. No. This cannot happen. ◈ With every minute your crying became quieter, and the struggle was weaker. Until you finally go limp in his arms, breathing heavily. ◈ "I'm here. I'm with you. Everything will be all right." his voice was still quiet, he continued to stroke your hair. "I understand how you feel. Like no one else. But (Y/N), I won't let you leave me." ◈ He should have noticed earlier that something was wrong with you. So that it doesn't get to this point. ◈ But he was glad that he listened to his intuition and got here in time. ◈ "You told me to find something good in this life. But I almost lost it. I almost lost you, (Y/N). You are the most valuable thing in my life." ◈ You fell completly silent as you listened to his words. ◈ "Please, I can't lose you. I do not want to lose you."

For the holiday event - Scaramouche and mistletoe, maybe? 😘

Great choice, dear anon! I really enjoyed working on this one, so I hope y'all will like it too. Here's Day 3 of JJ's advent calendar. :)

Day 3: Scaramouche + “mistletoe”

If Scaramouche was being honest, he knew absolutely nothing about the holiday season and the various traditions and customs people put into action each and every year. He didn’t understand why they were making such a fuss about decorating their homes and buying presents for relatives they despised anyway – or what was so special about mulled wine, hot chocolate and cookies. He also didn’t understand why you were acting so embarrassed and weird since you had run into him a couple of minutes ago. Usually, you appeared to be quite happy whenever your paths crossed but today, you avoided his gaze at all costs, focusing on everything else but him. Especially the bundle of twigs that was hanging in the doorframe, tied together with a red ribbon, seemed to catch your attention. 

“You’re acting all weird today,” Scaramouche finally said. “What is wrong?” 

For a couple of seconds, you remained silent. Then, with an awkward chuckle, you pointed at the greenery above your heads. “That’s a mistletoe,” you explained, clearly hesitant to continue when all he did was raise his eyebrows. “So, usually… the two people standing beneath them have to, um, kiss.”

“Kiss,” Scaramouche repeated in a tone like he had never heard the word before, and you felt your face heat up. “Yeah. I mean, it’s not – it’s surely not mandatory, so… we could just walk away and pretend like this never happened, or we could-“

You stopped talking when Scaramouche took a step forward, resting one of his hands on your hip while the other found its way to the back of your head, gently guiding you forward until your lips met in a soft, almost chaste kiss.

And right after breaking the kiss, he suddenly found himself craving more. So, he kissed you a second time. And a third time. And maybe, just maybe, some holiday traditions weren’t too bad, after all.  

Taglist: @kaeyas-beloved @the-gayest-sky-kid @ajaxstar @genshinparty

Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

I’m not okay, I promise (but you make it better).

Summary: how they comfort you when you are sad.

Pairings: Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Blade, Gepard Landau, Welt Yang, Luocha, Kafka, Himeko ,Tingyun x gn! reader.

Word count: 1.5 k (100-200 words each character).

Warnings: the summary is pretty self explanatory, reader being sad, hopeless and not doing okay in general. Spoilers for Blade’s real name, I guess?

A/n: self indulgent post because a girl is going through it, I guess. Forgive me if Blade or Luocha are out of character, I don’t know much about them yet. Some of these are inspired by songs I was listening while writing (can you guess them all?)

If you enjoy my works, please consider reblogging / leaving a comment !

“I have seen an empire falling. Hopeless, can you hear me calling?”

— Starset, Down With The Fallen.

*:･ﾟ JING YUAN

✧ — “Sunlight amidst green spring leaves, ephemeral, yet leaving an imprint. A lingering kiss to protect you from the world and yourself.”

The general senses something’s wrong the moment he sees your crestfallen form cuddled up beside Mimi. In any occasion, you’d be happily petting the animal, caressing its soft fur and telling it about your endeavors.

But not today.

As if the shadow of nihilism hung over you like a grim ripper, you close in on yourself. A rose that’s shriveling, its petals darkened, thorns turned towards your insides.

Your rain is bloodstained.

With careful steps, Jing Yuan lights up the obsidian tiles leading to you. Strong arms move to hold your hands in his, pulling them away from the tear tracks marring the face he loves to kiss.

Through the opaqueness from your storm, you think you can spot gilded sunbeams.

Familiar slightly rough lips brush your temple, a sturdy umbrella under your darkened skies.

A glimmer of hope, a window to sunny fields.

Somewhere with ever-singing birds.

You melt into his embrace.

Perhaps not today, but you’ll be fine. Eventually.

You’re not in the dark anymore.

*:･ﾟ DAN HENG

✧ — “A solitary leaf, fluttering bright red under the stars. A beacon to guide you home.”

Knocks that go unanswered gently hit the door to your room.

You know who it is.

You can’t let him see you in such a state.

Burying your head deeper into your pillow, you turn around in bed, being met with a wall that clouds the stars outside.

A wall. You wish you could build one right now, your own domain to isolate yourself from this cruel, twisted world.

“I’m coming in.” Echoes from the corridor, a voice gentle as a maple leaf landing on your palm, but that knows how to be deadly as a piercing spear too.

You close your eyes, perhaps you can pretend to be asleep to save yourself the embarrassment this once.

Alas, the disordered state of your quarters lets the dark haired boy know something is amiss.

And because Dan Heng was never a man of many words, he settles for the tangibility of his hand in yours.

Your curled up fists relax when the wielder of Cloud Piercer’s fingers gently lace with yours.

A chilly breeze blows by, slowly but surely putting out the fire in your mind.

The wall by your side seems closer to the stars now.

*:･ﾟ BLADE

✧ — “The sharp glint of steel under a scarlet moon, blocking the darkness of the starless sky. You, impervious to the horrors of the unknown night.”

Blade, Bladie, Ren, the man of many names and one priority: You.

Sharp at every edge, yet those jutting rocks safeguard the soft parts he shows to only you.

For when you wrap your arms around him, your face buried on his back, he can’t believe how such words have even found their place inside your thoughts.

“Do you regret meeting me?” Is the question that makes his scarlet eyes glint dangerously, ready to annihilate any and all who put that wicked corrosion into your beautiful mind.

Blade turns around, serious gaze leveling you. He doesn’t enjoy the glassy look in your eyes.

You are the one thing he wishes to protect above all else, letting you burst into tears is not an option.

His fingers caress your jaw, his delicate touch a stark contrast to the pointy sword he wields.

Magnetizing rubies bore into your eyes, before they dip behind long ebony lashes.

He leans in.

Ren’s lips meet yours.

The moon finds the red spider lilies outside your window.

They don’t mean goodbye anymore.

*:･ﾟ GEPARD LANDAU

✧ — “Home, sturdy, cozy and enduring. By his side, you know no wolf will blow down your shelter.”

When the cold inside you overpowers that of Belebog’s snowy plains, Gepard Landau plants colorful flowers by the side of the twisting path you’re lost in.

He claims he can’t keep the plants alive.

You beg to differ.

Blooms in the colors of sunny skies and glittering oceans glint under the bleak canopy of the woods you’ve wandered into.

It’s warmer next to them.

So you step closer to them. You think you can see a light at the end of the curving tunnel.

You follow it.

There’s a free fall when you reach the end, yet something soft cushions it.

When you look up, you’re met with cornflower blue and golden.

He securely wraps his arms around you.

The nightmare is over.

*:･ﾟ WELT YANG

✧ — “The welcoming shadow of an enduring tree, gold that never rusts, wise whispers like a safe blanket.”

Welt notices the way your hands shake when you try to brew yourself a cup of coffee, its contents helplessly spilling out.

Your sniffles are obvious when you kneel to clean up the mess, the paper cup on your other hand threatening to be crushed in your grasp.

A smooth hand catches your wrist, while another takes the wrinkled cup from you.

Looking up, you are met with the comforting smile of the former sovereign of Anti-Entropy.

He helps you up to your feet, secure hands never letting go of yours.

And your body stops shaking.

And your thoughts in disarray seem to find the golden thread out of the labyrinth.

And he’s cupping your head, guiding it to softly rest against his chest.

And chaos is no more.

*:･ﾟ LUOCHA

✧ — “Branches that open to rose garden dreams, evergreen, the temptation of ‘til death do us part.”

It seems all the venomous twigs of your self doubt decay in the presence of the mysterious self proclaimed merchant.

He always claimed he could cure most illnesses, but was drying your tears part of that too?

You don’t know what is it about him, yet you find yourself orbiting around him often.

He’s the serpent tempting you with forbidden fruit, except the sweet juices promise you Elysium this time.

A crescent moon grin forms on Luocha’s knowing lips, emerald eyes softly closing as he extends a hand to you.

You take it.

The curtain closes behind you, Asphodel fields obscured by the brightness of paradise next to him.

*:･ﾟ KAFKA

✧ — “Wondrous lightning, ear splitting, parting the darkness. A perfect storm with no rain, only the bolts that light up a black sun.”

Crafty as she is, the Stellaron hunter needs only to observe the way you carry yourself today to assess the gravity of the situation.

You might not be aware yet, but she’s already noticed the smokey monster hanging over you, dark feathery wings flapping ominously, granting you tunnel vision into the perdition spiral that only goes down.

Kafka drapes herself over your back, her arms around your middle, chin resting on your shoulder.

“How about taking the rest of the night to ourselves?” She muses, the playful lilt of her voice so close to your ear.

Your cheeks feel hot at her proximity, and perhaps only now, do you realize how cold you had been feeling only instants earlier.

The heat that spreads through your whole body the moment her painted lips trace along your jaw melts the demon’s wings.

It can only suffocate in the waxy depths of your glowing candle.

*:･ﾟ HIMEKO

✧ — “The everglow of a shooting star that never lands, shining, burning, a hopeful flare for all wishes to come true.”

She’s a hearth.

She’s the comfort of the doll you didn’t want to let go of as a kid.

She’s your northern star, a guide to warmer shores when your cheap wooden ship is about to sink.

When the brokenness you try to keep inside breaks the dam with furious waves, she holds you.

When you feel like your remaining days are but chapters running out of ink, Himeko’s arms are open to you.

And she still kisses you when the threads holding you together come undone at the seams, grains of the hourglass of your aching heart spilling about.

And despite it all, her warm starlight points you in the right direction.

Your shattered soul’s glass shards meld back together under her amber gaze.

She holds you.

And life returns to you tonight.

*:･ﾟ TINGYUN

✧ — “The paradox of a never-ending story with a happily ever after. She’s the story and the author, the protagonist and the saved. But the love interest will always see her as the hero.”

The foxian girl is all too attuned to the comings and goings of the Loufu as to not notice when your thoughts are but a cacophony of chaotic shadows.

On days like this, she sits next to you, her big fluffy tail gently swinging, tickling your thighs.

And every single time, you know this is not “once upon a time” but the “here and now and until the end of it all”.

Tingyun’s melodic voice recounts tales of old, and perhaps the meaning of the fairytales she recites under the setting sun won’t stick, not when you are too enchanted by her chestnut colored fluffy ears and viridian eyes.

This is your own happy ending, you suppose, when a little smile finally tugs at your lips.

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