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♦Blade and his sick s/o
”You haven’t been.. acting too well lately. What is it?”
He is doing his best to empathize with this state you are in, head buried in a pillow, groaning at every move you make, skin feverish to the touch.
He remembers, vaguely, getting sick himself in the past, but whatever he felt at that time escaped his memory. His sickness never lasted long when he was more…human. Now the only sickness he has is the mara, and that can hardly be compared to what you are going through. Your illness can't even hold a candle to his state - but he does not judge nor belittle you.
He knows he needs to be gentle, caring, warm, soft, he needs to be everything he is not.
So he is uneasy, tense, but he wants you to be better, he knows that much for certain. So what little he can do, he cooks, even if the kitchen ends up in some mild mess caused by the cursed shaking of his hands and the occasion jerking of it, the bones and nerves locking in at worst moments during the cooking process
Whatever he cooks, he has to take it back a step in the process a few times before actually taking it to you. He just wants it to be the best it can be, and it happened too many times when his hand flinched and he poured too much salt into the stew.
“I wasn’t sure what you’d be able to eat in this state..so I brought you this. Come on, eat. You need your strength back”
And when you ask to cuddle him he is reluctant, he isn’t the most calm sleeper there is, or even when he is awake, he can’t stay still so long. But as you lay your head on his chest and snuggle closer he can’t help but feel a sense of responsibility to remain still as much as possible.
Even when the uncomfortable itch settles at the tips of his fingers and slowly burns its way up his entire arm. He bears it as best as he can, until you are dozing off and deep in slumber. He then sneaks off, carefully crawling from underneath you, tucking you in beforehand, and goes to clean up the mess he caused. He returns before you wake up, watching over you.. doing what little he can. It gives him a sense he's doing more than he is, and it gives him purpose besides the Destiny Elio scripted out. For once he is doing the protecting instead of hunting.
Was meeting you ever in his script..?
Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.
Old hcs. Hope y'all like em nonetheless.
i saw jing yuan moodboard, and now im carving blade moodboard 😭 (you are my favorite moodboard account <3)
Dating Blade <3
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : the things I would actually do for this man- and thank youuu for the loveeee!!!! <333
BLADIE IS HEREER, on my eu account I'm saving for kafka (my pity 20, got 40 tickets and guaranteed) and as for blade...he's not guaranteed and I'm at 36 pity with no tickets T^T.
Butt, backup plan= if u don't get him, I'll be able to get Bibilu ( Dan hengs long ass dragon name, which I shortened into a nickname)
What are your guy's plans? Who's pulling for bladie and who has more than one account over Equilibrium lvl 45?
Bc I do, ehe
IF BIBILU (imbibitor lunae) DAN HENG DOESNTNVOME HOME-
imfine.....
MY HUUUUUUUUUUSBANNDDDDDDDDD
Private photoshoot
Dan heng x reader
Summary: your nerdy photographer boyfriend wants to have a photoshoot with you! But~ with a little twist...a spicy twist~
Word count: 0.7k
tw.: fluff to suggestive, smut, fluff, a little bit smitty at the end, but that's up to you
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Dan Heng was having a leisurely conversation with the love of his life and foreseeable future, you, when his hobbies were brought up, one of them was photography. With this came the bright idea of a photoshoot, although at first he was unsure, he knew he would regret it if he said no.
After a fun day of running around the express, taking very beautiful pictures of things, people and pompom. After that photo marathon he, initially wanted to upload the pictures into the data bank, but you insisted he take a few more of you before all that...
And how could he say no?
Being the amazing boyfriend that he is, he did as he was told ( totally not because he had a dirty dirty little idea for this private photoshoot).
He knew what your main intention was, how could he not? Of course you noticed how he gave you bedroom eyes the entire day, and yesterday night, how he was literally attached to you, holding you in some way whether it be as innocent as hand holding or him rubbing you thigh ( and veeeeerrrrrrrrrrry close to your private area).
But everyone brushed it off as Dan Heng being clingy because he felt like it. This was a normal occurrence once he was comfortable enough to make your relationship public ( to the express crew, of course). (The most PDA you'd get out of him is hand-holding).
So far the photo shoot was going okay, fine, slow...he was getting impatient. But who is he to complain? He got some stunning shots of your beautiful face...and some derpy looking ones with double chins and shit ( it's for blackmail purposes lol).
You suggested a *genius* idea of slowly stripping off your clothing bit-by-bit. You knew the effect this would have on poor baby Dan Heng. He was getting more impatient, you were doing it so slowly on purpose, you knew it was ticking him off and he knew that you knew that you were trying to piss him off.
So what did he do?
He started telling you to do more poses. This guy straight up turned the tables, and said suffer. So both of your horny asses were teasing the other...until he broke. Hastily (and gently) putting his camera down before pouncing onto you.
His sudden attack made the both of you fall onto his diky little mattress, the bed wasn't even made, and you hit your head into his soft pillow that smelled strongly of his scent.
He kissed you like a starved dragon that finally caught his long awaited meal.
"Did you get hurt?" He abruptly interrupted the kiss with a concerned look in his earnest eyes as he was catching his breath.
You could only turn your head signaling no, because although he may seem gentle with his words, this man has one hand gripping your waist while the other rested alarmingly close to your neck, his knee in between your legs, nudging closer and closer to you needy core all the while his face shows nothing but pure love and devotion to you, with his sharp enticing eyes masking lust.
"Dan heng, please, please~ kisssss meeee already~"
He loved when you whined and begged him, but first he needs one important thing from you. His eyes filled with plea, as he waited for you to give him the heads up to continue on a more intimate scale...
Rose feilds in snow
Gepard Landau x reader
Summary: checking on your boyfriend on his day off for a while and gifting him a rose, you go off to run errands, until the two of you "coincidentally " met resulting in another wholesome moment for your relationship.
Word count: 0.6k
tw.: straight up tooth rotting wholesome sickeningly sweet fluff
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The bone chilling temperature of Belobog is in high contrast with how hot Gepard is feeling at the moment.
You said you were coming to meet him on his day off...well today's the day and you did drop by for a bit, before running off to run some errands.
Reason to why he's so red in the face and bashful? You came by with a single rose, warm tea, and a fleeting kiss on the lips.
He knew you'd be back by night, you told him before leaving, it's rare for him to have a day off, but now he wants to return the favor tenfold. He wanted to show you how much he loves you, he wanted to show you that you feel loved... so what was he going to do? Go to Eversummer Florist!
You were busy running around Belobog, until Serval messaged you saying she needs you right now and that it's an emergency!
Rushing over, bursting through the doors of Neverwinter Workshop to check up on Serval and her urgent matter. A machine had gone broken and she needed two set of hands and another capable intellectual to assist in the matter of repairing that machinery.
Meanwhile...Gepard was at Eversummer Florist trying to figure out which flower you'd like, after much pondering he thought of asking his elder sister, Serval who at this certain point in time is with the love of his fateful life.
"Uhmm~ how about you go and buy me some lavenders or lilacs?"
"Serval, what does that have anything to do with fixing this ancient looking machine artifact thingy?"
"Ahhhh, don't worry~ I'll handle the rest, you go and take a rest by smelling some flowers and buy me a few of the purple colored flowers, I think they'll make the workshop look a little more pleasant."
Serval happily ushered you out of the workshop, before you could even get a word out you were already standing out in the somewhat cold Administrative District's weather.
Maybe Serval's right, you do need a break from all the errands and running around you've done for almost the entire day.
Gepared blankly staring at his sister's late and blatant answer of "idk ask your love" when he's clearly trying to plan a surprise. Why doesn't she get it? Just as he thought that the doors to the little store opened, to the most beautiful person this man's ever seen. He almost dropped his phone and cracked it if it wasn't for his quick trained reflexes.
"Hi, uh, love! What brings you here?" He tried his best at hiding his smile, but his face blushed the instant he saw your equally red face and just a little bit messy hair.
"Oh? Gepard? Darling, I thought you were resting at home? Did Serval also send you to check out suitable flowers for the workshop?" You joked happily walking in feeling a feeling of pure childish joy coincidentally seeing your lover.
"Uh, actually I..uhm...I came to buy you flowers,butIdidn'tknowwhichomeyou'dreallylike, so I asked Serval for advice, but I guess she sent you in person, haha." Stepping closer to you, his face deepening in the shade of bashfulness while he fiddled with your fingers, looking away from you. He was nervous, and extremely cute.
You felt your face heating up and your hand grasping his pulling him into an embrace, because words were not willing to come out of your mouth.
"I'll love any flower you give, dear."
"...I know... I just wanted it to be the best, because you deserve only the best, love."
I am certainly having fun with this too
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I’m having fun with this
hsr + genshin characters being your tattoo artist <3
idk! just an idea while i was driving:)! but i thought it would be hot to think abt kafka telling you its okay or seeing alhaitham having a tattoo sleeve bc of his arms ^_^
cw tattooing so mentions of pain ! maybe slightly suggestive.
alhaitham
very punctual and ready when the job needs to be done, so if your late, he would be irritated and would charge you a bit more. luckily you arrive in time but he couldnt help but observe you. he wont deny that he finds you cute.
doesn’t like to do small talk, just quietly sits there and he works on your tattoo. though he does listen to you talk if you talk. he would simply nod to most of his customers but for some reason he found himself talking to you and enjoying a conversation. cyno and dehya noticed this and quickly eyed on each other.
you couldnt help but stare at him and the way he is working. he is doing an incredible job while being so hot with it. seeing his amazing tattoo sleeve, you decided to ask him about it.
“did you do that yourself?” you pointed curiously.
“yes i did with the help of cyno. it was challenging but overall i think it came out amazing.”
queue dehya nudging cyno and snickering at the back. alhaitham looks at them and glares.
when he is finished with his work, he musters up the courage to ask you out. feeling a bit of pride since you complimented him and gave him a huge tip.
“i think you are lovely. would you want to go out sometime? its okay if not.” he bluntly asked, not caring about the looks he was getting in the tattoo shop.
“oh! yes of course i would love to. here’s my number!” you smiled.
when you went home, you received a text from alhaitham, asking if you want to go to the movies or eat somewhere to get to know you more. you cant help but be flustered and be excited to get to know him more. on the other hand, alhaitham could not stop grinning at his phone that dehya had grab his phone so that he could clean up his work station.
yae miko
her tattoo work station is so pretty!! it is filled with pink and purple colors. she makes sure her customer feels welcomed and comfortable.
as soon as you walk in, she would compliment you already. “ah you’re my adorable guest today, take a seat if you may please.~”
she smells so good. she smells so expensive with a hint of sakura and vanilla. she is literally enchanting you with her scent. of course you compliment her and she flirtatiously says thank you!
probably has a really chill, lazy cat that lays beside the guest whether by your arm or leg or tummy, he is just there and loafing.
wouldnt do this for most of her customers except maybe her friends but she asks if youre hungry and would order food for you. you insisted at first but you gladly accepted the offer.
“arent you hungry dear?” she asked as she grabbed her phone to order.
“ah no its okay!” you said but suddenly youre stomach decides to grumble so loudly.
“well, you’re stummy says otherwise babe. let me order you some food? and no need to pay me back. i know how tattoos can be expensive already. take it as a treat since im very interested in you. ~” she flirted, leaving you blushing and flustered.
blade
he does piercings and tattoos. very skilled and professional at it too. has taught a lot of people and is known for original designs to go viral.
i think he can be a clean freak. everything has to be organized and his equipment has to be clean or else he cant work at all and he will have a bad day.
when you walked in for your session, blade had to fill in since the person who was supposed to tattoo you became sick.
he deeply sighed and fixed his equipment, getting ready. he was mentally preparing himself too because he has to tattoo someone who he thinks is attractive. he has to make his work perfect so that maybe you’d come back to him if you wanted more tattoos. maintaining his composure properly until you compliment him.
you were searching for ideas and he showed you his original designs. looking with awe, you didnt realize what you said.
“these designs are so pretty and unique just like the creator himself. though i think i’ll pick this spider lily flower.” you decided.
“o-oh thank you. and this spider lily it is.” he mentally facepalmed. why did he stutter.
this made kafka turn her head because of what she overheard. she smirked and of course silverwolf was curious so she turned to witness what was happening.
“wooo! thats our bladie. he’s a little bit awkward sorry!” she teased.
when it was done, you paid your bill up front and tipped him a great amount. stealing shy glances and light touches whenever you were paying him your tip. before you went out, kafka pushed blade to give you his business card filled with his phone number.
“xxx-xxxx-xxxx text me i think you’re cute.”
kafka
she loves to play music in the background and loves to talk to you while tattooing you. gives her customers free drinks of your choice except yours has a little note with a smiley face in it.
she is definitely not shy and up front when she says she is interested in you but she certainly knows her boundaries. you can spill her some gossip or any random topic and she will talk to you.
when she notices you stare at her a lot, she would give you a wink and smirk. she just laughs when you get flustered for being caught.
she smiles to you a lot and likes to gaze on you. she makes sure she is extra gentle with you and tells you to take deep breaths if it hurts.
“take a deep breath in 3… 2… 1…”
“ good job baby your doing so well.”
“im sorry this might hurt a bit…. there you go i knew you could do it. mmmm good girl/boy. take it like a champ.”
she smirks when she sees you flustered. she knows it makes you blush and she loves to see it. at the end of the session, she makes it known that she wants to take you out and shop.
did i mention she flirts with you a lot? winks at you whenever your gazes meet.
“if you clearly cant tell, i want to know you more. i would like to take you out. just you and me how does that sound?”
ׅ ౨ৎ 𝓶𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞
summary: in which you prepare a little surprise for your precious bladie on valentines day.
blade x fem!reader , mdni, nsfw, soft + mean blade , kisses , p → v , unprotected sex, fingering, mentions of lingerie, praises, creampie, blade just adores you !! w.c: 1.5k
blade's eyes widened in surprise as he entered the room and caught sight of you in your alluring lingerie. the adrenaline from the mission still coursing through his veins, his usual facade cracked for a moment, revealing a flicker of raw desire. his gaze roamed over your form, taking in every delicate detail of the pink lingerie that adorned your body. "angel," he breathed, "what's all this?" his eyes remained locked on you, unable to tear his gaze away.
"happy valentines day? d . . do you like it?" you nervously chuckled, fidgeting the lace of your lingerie, the one you picked earlier that day to surprise him. seems like you've made him speechless so you ticked that box inside of your head as you carefully watch his expression.
blade's gaze remained fixed on you, his desire evident in his eyes. he slowly approached you, his movements purposeful and controlled. then he slowly reached out, his fingers gently tracing along the delicate lace of your lingerie.
"like it? no, angel," he replied, his voice low and filled with conviction. "i don't just like it. i love it. you look absolutely stunning in that lingerie." he stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing against your flushed skin.
"this was supposed to be a surprise you know. . but i think i was the one who got surprised by your early return from your mission. . how was it?" you were stalling. he noticed. you always do this whenever you seemed nervous, and it only made the boiling desires within him heightened. he was going to devour you, right here, right now, in that little cute lingerie of yours.
"let's not talk about the mission right now angel," he didn't even let you reply when he suddenly leaned in to finally capture your lips in a heated kiss, his actions clearly speaking louder than words.
blade's kiss deepened, his passion igniting as he explored your mouth with a hunger that matched his touch. his hand roamed your body, tracing the curves of your figure with possessive intent. the soft fabric of the lingerie felt exquisite against his fingertips, only adding to the intensity of his desire. he broke the kiss, his lips moving to your neck, where he peppered light kisses and nips along your sensitive skin. "you're so beautiful, angel," he murmured, his voice laced with a mix of desire and reverence.
"only for y- you. ." you murmured under batted breaths, already shuddering under the touch of his lips on your skin.
his lips curled into a dark smirk as he noticed your reaction to his touch. he didn't waste his time as he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you to the bed and laying you down gently. he continued to trail kisses along your skin, his movements deliberate and tantalizing. his fingers dipped beneath the lace of your thong, teasing your soaked slit with feather-light touches. "you're already so wet for me, angel," he husked, his voice dripping with desire. "you're always ready for me, aren't you?" he increased the pressure of his touch, sliding a finger between your slick folds, relishing in the way you trembled beneath him.
"nhnn. . t- touched myself for you.. before you arrived. . . thought about you. . mhmm!" you writhed when he added another finger inside, hitting that spot.
his fingers continued to explore your wetness, finding that spot that made you quiver with pleasure. "you thought about me, mhmm?" he growled, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and dominance. "did you imagine my fingers inside you, angel?" he curled his fingers, applying just the right amount of pressure to that sweet spot, his thumb expertly rubbing against your sensitive clit. "i'll make those fantasies come true," he whispered.
"b- bladie !! p - please. . !" you felt like he was doing this for his own enjoyment, you knew that he liked it when you were like this.
blade's lips curled into a smug grin as he felt your body quivering with pleasure beneath his touch. He could hear the wet sounds of your arousal echoing in the room, only fueling his desire further. he continued to finger you relentlessly, his movements skilled and precise. "please what, angel?" he taunted, his voice laced with a hint of sadistic pleasure. "do you want to come? beg for it. beg me to make you come."
"can I please come? pleaseeee bladieee p- p lease let me come!" you whimpered, toes already curling as you felt like you were going to see stars as you felt yourself nearly over the edge.
your desperation only fueled his own desire. he could feel the pulsating walls of your core tightening around his fingers, a clear sign that you were on the brink of climax. with a final curl of his fingers and a swift flick of his thumb against your clit, he granted your plea. "come for me, angel," he commanded, his voice husky with dominance. "let go and give in to your pleasure." he continued to stimulate you, prolonging your orgasm as he reveled in the sight and sound of your release.
when he saw your shuddering form under him, it didn't take a while for him to unzip his pants off, eyes burning with hunger as he watched you experience the waves of pleasure washing over you. he relished in the sight of your body quivering, your moans filling the room. but he wasn't done with you yet. without giving you a moment to catch your breath, he positioned himself at your entrance, teasingly tracing the tip of his cock along your abdomen before sliding it down to your slick slit.
you couldn't wait, even as you were still sensitive, you couldn't help but to nudge your hips to let his tip pop inside.
"impatient, aren't you, angel?" he taunted, his hot breath grazing your ear. He positioned himself at your entrance, teasingly rubbing his cock against your slick folds, but not yet entering you. "patience, my dear. good things come to those who wait," he murmured, his voice filled with a sadistic pleasure. blade continued to tease you, his cock teasingly grazing your entrance, but intentionally denying you the satisfaction of his full penetration.
"p - please 's not enough bladie. . w-want you fully inside. ."
he couldn't deny the desperation and longing in your voice, the way your body craved his fullness. With a low growl, he gave in to your request. he captured your lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue tangling with yours as he finally thrust himself deep inside you. yhe feeling of your tightness engulfing him sent a surge of pleasure through his body, and he couldn't help but let out a deep groan. he held you close, his grip firm yet gentle as he began to move, each thrust filling you completely.
"f-fuckkk s-so good. . so good !" you were trying your best to kiss him back in that position. how utterly cute, he thought.
blade's thrusts grew more relentless, his hips meeting yours with a primal rhythm. the sounds of your moans and the wet, rhythmic slapping of your bodies filled the room, creating a symphony of desire. he broke the kiss, his lips trailing down to your neck, where he claimed your skin with marks of his own. "you feel so fucking good, angel," he groaned against your skin, his voice filled with a mixture of lust and adoration. "you're mine, all mine."
"m- might not be a safe day for me i- if you come inside . ." you softly whisper against his ear, legs already locking into place around the curve of his as he continued fucking you relentlessly, not minding your words one bit.
his obsession and intoxication with you clouded his judgment, causing him to disregard your concerns. he continued to thrust into you with unwavering intensity, his need to claim you overriding any sense of caution. "i don't care, angel," his voice filled with a primal hunger. "i'll fucking . . nghh. .! take responsibility for whatever comes next." his thrusts became even more fervent, driving you both closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"nhnn! r- really? a- aah! bladie !"
his finger now onto your sensitive nipple through the lace fabric of your lingerie, eliciting gasps and moans from you. "yes angel, fuck, i don't mind it." he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of dominance and possessiveness. "all I want is to feel you unravel beneath me." his ministrations on your nipple became more intense, his touch alternating between gentle caresses and teasing pinches, heightening your pleasure even more.
when you couldn't bare it anymore, he was there to come with you, he watched you succumb to the pleasure, your body trembling beneath him. the sound of your moans and the clenching walls of your core around him pushed him to the edge as well. with one final thrust, he followed you over the edge, his own release coursing through his body. he let out a low growl of pleasure, feeling the warmth of his seed spilling deep inside you. he continued to ride out the waves of pleasure, his body pressed against yours, as he relished in the aftermath of your lovemaking.
"my valentine, thank you for making this day special. for making every single day special for me. for us." he whispered, wrapping his arms around you to keep you close.
blade himself still couldn't believe that he has someone like you now. to call someone as his, his lover, his everything.
ⓒ blushfwul interactions of any kind is much appreciated ♡
😳😳😳😳😩😩😩😩😩🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵
How is this man so fine 😩😩
now what the fuck ☺️
𑣲 PREPARED. ft. BLADE
⠀ — he will not be overcome. blade prepared for this day
⠀ OR
⠀ — you’re only human and blade isn’t as ready for your death as he thought.
⚠︎ angst, some gore (?) character death, gn reader, this is kind of old
blade prepared for this day.
he reminded himself of all whom he’d seen fall in his years of existence with every breath he took.
blade prepared for this day.
the stellaron hunter had become well acquainted with his own immortality and the grief that without fail would follow him for all eternity.
blade prepared for this day.
he knew it was best to keep his distance from others, especially from humans. friendships or relationships of any kind were feeble and short-lived for a man like him. if you could even call him a man.
blade prepared for this day.
…so why was he speechless?
why had his breath betrayed him?
why did his legs grow weak, how was he brought to his knees with such ease, skin scraping harshly against the concrete beneath him?
blade prepared for this day… hadn’t he?
well, perhaps he’s slipped up a few times. but he was allowed that much, no?
maybe he shouldn’t have indulged you in so many stories of his travels, or the kinds of people he’d met along the way. but it was only because you were always so eager to hear about them, and the dejected look on your face when he’d say no was irritating.
and sure, he probably could have done without the gentle touches and almost domestic intimacy, but that couldn’t have done too big of a number on him. the emotions blade felt ranged from numb to violent, and had not stretched farther than the between for the last hundred years at least. a kiss to your cheek or your arms wrapped around him from behind couldn’t have really changed that.
no. it couldn’t have.
because blade prepared for this day.
he repeats it in his head like a mantra as he cradles you to his chest, your blood staining his bandaged and scarred hands as it drips to the stone floor. there's a sea of bodies surrounding you, a sign of blade’s inevitable victory alongside your inevitable demise.
all blade could do was watch as the spear pierced through your flesh and bones like they were butter, time almost slowing down as he bolted to your side as fast as he could once he noticed the pointed steel hurling towards you.
he was too late, only arriving in time to catch you as your knees buckled before you could tumble to the ground.
it was clean shot through your heart and left lung, tip of the spear poking out of your chest and staring him menacingly in the eye.
blade prepared for this day.
he knew you would not survive.
humans were fragile. a piercing shot through some vital organs was more than enough to take your life.
he pulled it out as quickly as he realised the tragic truth, hoping to make you more comfortable. he whispers small, rushed apologies into your ear as you cry out from the steel ripping through you again, this time the opposite way.
ren fought to keep his hands steady as he held you tightly against him. he would not panic in your final hours, he would not be an addition to the turmoil of your unfair death.
blade prepared for this day.
he sucks down the urge to scream out and curse the aeons for doing this to him again. he swallows the desire to pierce himself with the very weapon that would take you from him as punishment to himself for thinking this time will be different.
a calloused hand is held to your cheek as your body clings to its life, small choked gasps leaving your lips as if your lungs could even hold the air.
ren rests his forehead against yours, swirls of tangerine and crimson and pale skin shining through your cloudy vision. your efforts to speak are in vain, he just shushes you quietly.
“just look at me.” his voice is quiet, eerily calm and surprisingly comforting.
his thumb rubs small circles on your cheek, he can feel the puddle of blood on his pants growing. you comply, gazing up into his hardened eyes as you swear you see grief shining behind them. perhaps it's just the blood loss.
“you’re okay.” ren’s voice is like silk, despite its natural rasp. he tries to will himself to crack the slightest of smiles for your comfort. he cannot.
blade prepared for this day.
your hand shakily raised up to try and hold his, and all you can do is weakly grab onto his wrist. yet you’re smiling. you turn your head slightly to the left and kiss his palm, and blade does not see fear nor anguish in your eyes. he sees a sea of peace, two lakes of adoration staring back at him.
“you’re okay.” he repeats, lips meeting your forehead softly. “i’ve got you.”
it proves harder and harder to keep his hands steady as your eyes grow heavier, fluttering shut. he pulls you closer to him, squeezing his own eyes shut as if just seeing your face was pushing him over the edge.
blade prepared for this day.
he can feel your breaths shortening, becoming more shallow. he sucks in a breath.
blade prepared for this day.
“i’ll find you.” he wouldn’t. the place your mind and soul would travel to was the only place in the galaxy he traversed across that he could not reach despite his endless and verying attempts. whether the empty pledge is a futile attempt at a comfort to you or him will remain unknown.
blade prepared for this day.
whether the words reached you or not also remains up in the air. ren watches as your chest stops attempting to rise. if you were anyone else, he would be jealous.
blade thought he prepared for this day.
but realistically, nothing could ever truly prepare him again and again for the feeling he knew all too well; loss.
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It is a valid battle strategy to kiss your rival on the mouth and leave him flabbergasted
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