#Starting with Blades
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How each rescue bot would respond to you waking up
Blades: Hey you, you're finally awake.
Boulder: Rise and shine sleepyhead, we've got a big day ahead.
Heatwave: Look who's finally awake, you were snoring, the entire night.
Chase: You are up, that is good.
#transformers#tfrb#tfrb chase#tfrb boulder#tfrb heatwave#tfrb blades#tf rescue bots#tf headcanons#incorrect quotes#i guess?#I've started watching rescue bots!#It's so funny and cute#I also figured out how to characterize the bots.#Starting with Blades#he's silly and sheepish and a personal hc I have of him is that he'd totally repeat things he hears to an annoying degree#and so his response is obviously a skyrim reference#cause he's made one before in the show#he probably saw cody or kade playing skyrim and picked up that phrase#Next is Boulder#who's caring and gentle#he'd have a longer response since he's welcoming you to the waking world#also starting your day off with a little motivation and encouraging words#then it's Chase#who at first I thought was apatheic and distant#but then I realized that he's learning how to be more human#how to fit in with the others#and be more expressive#he heard Dani call the others up and took it as an Earth gesture that everyone does in the morning#but he's still figuring things out#so his response is more of a check each box reaction
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process of drawing an OC: - you design them - you get attached to them - their hair gets bigger without you realizing it
#it's always the hair#tbd maybe LOL#one of my OCs rn their hair keeps getting longer every time i draw it...#i'm tryna keep it to their shoulder blades but at some point it started reaching their hips and i was like. Wait.
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wanna hear your mother tongue
[gn! reader x dan heng, jing yuan, blade, jiaoqiu, ratio, aventurine, sunday, & boothill (separate)]
Thinking about how some of the HSR men would react to you calling them a term of endearment in a different language/your native language when you two are NOT an established couple... (for me it would be something along the lines of “cariño” or “mi vida,” but of course you’re welcome to imagine any term from any language that suits you best!)
DAN HENG is confused the first few times you use the nickname. His brow will furrow and he may even adorably tilt his head a bit. He knows by your affectionate tone that it’s not anything bad, but of course, it doesn’t stop him from wanting to know exactly what it means.
He’ll turn to the data bank to look into the term’s origin and meaning, which causes him to fall down a rabbit hole of learning other terms of endearment from your language. You can expect him to shyly call you an endearment back the next time you use one on him, and he’s certainly blushing all the while.
JING YUAN’s smirk and the sparkle in his eyes the first time you let the term of endearment fall from your lips are indicators that you’ve made a terrible mistake. Whether or not you’re familiar with the dialect of the Alliance, he’ll fire a nickname from his own mother tongue right back at you, trying to gain the upper hand by flustering you instead.
And by Lan, does he succeed; you’ll keep the name-calling private and save it for when you two are alone, but he has no qualms about showering you with affection in front of a fleet of Cloud Knights, or even in front of the esteemed Fu Xuan. Good luck trying it on this one— you’ll find yourself in a full-scale flirting war, and this is a battle you can’t win.
BLADE isn’t the most emotive guy out there (when he’s not mara-struck), so it’s hard to gauge his reaction, at first. His blank expression makes it seem like the nicknames just roll off his back, so after a while, you stop using them under the presumption that they make him uncomfortable.
This has the opposite effect, of course, and he starts being a bit clingier than usual and following you around with what is most definitely not a pout on his face. It’s only when Kafka unsubtly points out that you’ve stopped calling him those “cute nicknames” that you put two and two together, and you immediately work to make things right. He may not be the best with words, but he’s happy to show his contentment with your endearments by holding you close to him.
JIAOQIU is flustered the first time, flushing red and ears twitching as he tries to compose himself after being caught off guard. Every time after that, though, he grins and graces you with those gorgeous golden eyes when he hears it. His tail may even start swishing from happiness, but you’ll never comment on it aloud, fearing that he’ll consciously stop it from happening.
His reaction is enough on its own to encourage you to keep calling him those sweet names, but you’re certainly not complaining about the delicious food that he starts bringing you in droves. (It doesn’t have anything to do with your little nicknames, don’t be silly.)
VERITAS most certainly knows what the term means, and that causes him to be even more flustered the first time you use it on him. He’s flushed from head to toe, and whatever tangent he was about to go on is completely lost to him, instead replaced by his silence as he hurriedly leaves wherever you’ve decided to pull this over on him.
He’s prepared the next time you do it, though. He doesn’t so much as bat an eye at the endearment, but he does continue the conversation in your language, speaking it flawlessly. Now it’s your turn to be flustered as you realize you enjoy hearing him speak in your mother tongue more than you care to admit. If there’s a slight smirk on his face from your reaction, neither of you acknowledge it.
AVENTURINE’s reaction is the reverse of how you would expect someone to react: flirt first, get flustered later. He doesn’t need any encouragement to be flirtatious with you, so when he hears the unfamiliar endearment for the first time, he assumes it’s just a normal part of this little game you two have been playing with each other. It’s easy for him to respond with endearments he’d heard older Avgins using growing up, and he even feels a bit giddy being able to use them on you.
Of course, he’s looking up meanings every time a new term pops up in your vocabulary, and his behavior takes a turn when he realizes you’ve started using more intimate endearments— ones typically reserved for spouses instead of those used for casual flirting. You think Aventurine looks good in any color, but you’re definitely partial to the light pink that graces his cheeks when he gets shy.
SUNDAY has been trained to remain carefully composed at all times, but nothing could have prepared him for this. He’s another one that I think would actually know what the endearment means, so he’s immediately blushing and hiding behind his wings— a futile effort, since they’re fluttering far too much to properly serve as a curtain for his flushed face. Once he gathers his bearings, he continues your conversation and acts like it never happened.
He reacts this way the first few times, but as you persist in your efforts, he decides to start playing along. He’s not one to flirt back verbally— he couldn’t possibly make his intentions too obvious— but he does take pleasure in the fact that he can have the same effect on you. If you try to comment on the way that he stands and sits much closer to you now or that his hands linger on your skin far longer than usual, an expression of innocence and casual deflection is all you’re met with. And don’t you dare try to take the endearments back from him now— he’ll only fluster you more until you start calling him those pretty names again.
BOOTHILL takes a few seconds to realize exactly what’s happening, but once he does, you’re in danger. His confusion at the word almost distracts him from the tone you used while saying it, but he catches on quickly and is grinning widely when he does, all sharp teeth and adoration. He returns the favor in kind, and from that point forward you can expect to exclusively be referred to as “sweetheart,” “sugar,” “beau,” and the like.
He can’t get enough of the way the words roll off your tongue, and the sound of it gets him more drunk than any whiskey ever could. Keep things up, and you might find yourself being pulled toward him by the waist as he puts his hat on your head, finally making his feelings for you crystal clear.
#incredibly self-indulgent post#i admit this started with me imagining calling sunday “cariño” and it spiraled from there#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#hsr dan heng x reader#dan heng x reader#hsr jing yuan x reader#jing yuan x reader#hsr blade x reader#blade x reader#hsr jiaoqiu x reader#jiaoqiu x reader#hsr ratio x reader#ratio x reader#hsr aventurine x reader#aventurine x reader#hsr sunday x reader#sunday x reader#hsr boothill x reader#boothill x reader#hsr x you#honkai star rail x you#ceru.writes
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You can pry the other Stellaron Hunters going out of their way to be kind to Blade out of my cold dead hands. Every time they mention Blade it's always in a kind way, he's a person to them no matter how much he isn't one to himself. Kafka calls him a cute nickname, Silver Wolf tries to get him to game with her, and Firefly brings him oak rolls because she knows he'll appreciate it. When we make a little cat cake that looks like him, Silver Wolf knows he likes it. They steal his phone all the time and he lets them. Yingxing is dead but he is still so loved even if by different people.
You up-keep a blade because you care about it
#honkai star rail#Finis analyzes#blade hsr#hsr blade#stellaron hunters#I didn't really see the found family aspect of them#Until I started seeing how they treat Blade#and now I Get It#Long live Found Family Stellaron Hunters
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bladie
#transformers#maccadams#eggariesart#digital art#art#rescue bots#rescue bots transformers#blades#rescue bots blades#tfrb#quess who started watching rb
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sometimes i think about toriel in that first run when flowey finds her in the RUINs, having her dead son return to her for comfort, broken and helpless, and being unable to provide for him in the one impossible way he desperately needed, "fixing him" "making it okay" the way only his mom should've been able to do.
flowey kills himself after she fails. you ever think about that? cause i think about that. you're gonna tell me she didn't notice? that she was cheerfully oblivious as things failed to get better and he grew more desperate and more hurt and more hopeless, as she failed him like she once did and always will fail him? you're gonna tell me that didn't eat her alive? didn't keep her up at night? didn't break her back into all those tiny little shards of herself she'd glued back together and swept under the carpet by sheer force of will?
do you think she gets nightmares about it, still?
#i think she does. i know it does. give her nightmares that is. even across timelines#flowey is tremendously disillusioned about his parents by the time we meet him but he is CRUEL to toriel#he is the dull blade she twists inside herself every day but BOY does he love helping her twist it#it borders on sadistic it. it borders on revenge#they are both so alike and different that her method of grieving is illegible to him.#his mom tried to replace him. and when he came back she couldn't fix him. he needed her to fix him so bad and she failed#it just know it's something he tore into her about after he started killing. with asgore he could play it off as utilitarian.#emotional manipulation to try to force his hand and get to the SOULs#but not with her.#undertale#toriel#flowey
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I am once again pushing my Stellaron Hunter Sunday agenda
Will it ever even possibly be canon? Most likely not, but I feel like he’d fit the vibe. I mean look at them
He fits right in!
Thank you for your time :)
#a bit of crime would be good for his mental health I think#let him finally travel a bit#god knows he needs it#headcanon#stellaron hunters#stellaron hunter sunday#there I’m starting a tag for this#hsr sunday#hsr blade#hsr kafka#hsr silver wolf#hsr firefly#tuzii art#chibi doodle#doodle
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That's the end of Chapter 2, folks.
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#my art#honkai star rail#hsr himeko#hsr kafka#kafhime#hsr silver wolf#hsr firefly#hsr stelle#hsr march 7th#hsr dan heng#hsr welt#blade is there in spirit#with his energy recharge drinks and technique point candy and health regen items in the gift basket#what a dad#anyways thanks for sticking around and reading and sharing your thoughts in the comments and tags#whenever I read them they bring me joy#I'll start chapter 3 after a little break#drawing comics in this style is EXHAUSTING#and I just started a new full time job
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MY FAV PAIRS IN HSR and also an oc x canon cuz haahhagsjwhiw WTF AM I DOING
Please don't mention the tags atp I'm going with instinct
#hsr#hsr fanart#penacony#black swan#acheron#sunday hsr#jing yuan#dan heng#hsr blade#hsr oc#how the hell does tumblr work#HOW DO U TAG HERE#BRO IM CRYING#honkai star rail#art#digital art#jingheng#danyuan#acherswan#BROOOOO IM GONNA START HITTING WALLS AND FLOORS#ok last#oc x canon
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So does he, Gallagher.
#honkai star rail#hsr blade#gallagher#i based this off of how many times i used funny soda man to help be a healer with his poppin soda pop in SU#and then blade constantly just being blade as usual#its normally him saying unnecessary to my actual healer but#i kept forgetting gallagher heals and i kept healing when i didnt even need to so TECHNICALLY yeah it was unnecessary#but the amount of times blade was the recipient......#i cant use like most of my newer units in story bc i cant ascend or i run out of leveling mats so i just#get them and toss them into simulated universe for funsies cause i can match their levels better#so thats where i tossed gallagher and he is genuinely fun to play as ? like i love his punches and kicks to start the battle#funny soda man is funny (to me) and im really behind in plot still#but last time i tried to play it on my laptop and got a kickass cutscene my laptop lagged and i couldnt even see it RIP to me#so now that its like ... me trying to play it on desktop ?#i mostly get on desktop for comms and if i do much else i feel like im slacking off even if i would take a break anyway#one day i can play more story plot stuff and actually meet the funny guys#also in case you know me for Not Having Boys in HSR i need to point out#i did pull Gallagher however same 10 pull got a 4 star girl copy for someone i never use and she is at e4 now cool#and i didnt even think of the irony as i started this i just like drawing blade and i wanted to draw gallagher#so when i already had the dialogue planned and am drawing i was like OH WAIT haha im funnier than i thought#(no i am not but we can pretend)
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Days 11-15: Moonlight 🌙🗡️
Mr Guiding Moonlight- he is so wonderful
Prompts + Ludwig design by me
#drew the background for like an hour just to blur it all#started changing his outfit a lil too idk I need him more rugged I think#will probably change it again later#ludwig the holy blade#bloodborne Ludwig#bloodborne#bloodborne fanart#inktober#drawtober#art#drawing#digital art#fanart#artists on tumblr#character art
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familiarity breeds discontent
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#henry oak#henry oak garcia#lark oak garcia#sparrow oak garcia#this sat unfinished for...longer than intended lol#it was also started before the code purple memory but yknow what who cares#also has anyone else remembered Henry and Sparrow share similar injuries (stabbed by Lark/Boreanaz in the back-shoulder blade area)#they bear the same scars yet Henry can't forgive his son#tw: eye strain#tw: eye contact#my artwork
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play wresting — gojo satoru.
(Warning for mild not sfw implications)
“So this is it, then? I’ve finally… finally been bested.”
From this vantage point, you tower over a certain melodramatic man, whose long limbs cover the king sized bed at awkward angles. His soft, snowy hair blends in with the stark white comforter. He tries lifting himself up, but his arms buckle from the exertion of such a physically demanding act. The feigned helplessness comes close to breaking your composure.
“Humor a dying man’s final request,” Gojo rasps. “Did you ever love me? Or were you just after the money and status all along?”
The term money and status reverberates in your head, taking you back to the rumors whispered behind closed doors by those opposed to your engagement. Gojo, being the person he is, delighted in playing into your supposed alternative motives whenever a ‘well-intentioned’ member of the more conservative factions tried tipping him off.
“Babe? Did you hear that?” He had called you over once, a hand to his chest, as if he’d learned the most scandalous news. “This man here said you’re only after my assets. Is this true? I thought for sure it was my devastatingly good looks and charm that won you over.”
(The face of the man in question went beet red over how loud Gojo spoke these words. Unsurprisingly, he slunk off at the earliest opportunity).
You try assuming your role as the indifferent black widow here, looking down your nose at him. “Nope. I’ve been biding my time all these years.”
You’re not sure what spurred him on to flex his acting muscles. When you entered the room, you were overcome with the urge to tackle him onto the bed. You’ve both loved roughhousing each other since you were in high school. Given the sheer, unfathomable extent of Gojo’s abilities, he was perfectly capable of dodging you or standing firm against your attempts. Alas, those two options must not have interested him.
And so he’s writhing in faux agony, putting on a show, as he is wont to do.
“Do I get any final requests?”
“Hm,” you hum, fighting how desperately your lips wish to curl into a smile, “That depends. What is it?”
Whatever he murmurs next is unintelligible.
Curious, you step forward, urging him to repeat himself. He does. Despite speaking slightly louder, the syllables and consonants blur together, spoken in such rapid succession that your brain can’t piece it together. You draw close enough for your knees to hit the side of the bed. Whatever he’s planning, this must be the grand finale.
This time, you understand him perfectly fine. You don’t know whether you should laugh or roll your eyes. Perhaps both.
“Let me hit it, just one more time,” Gojo says these words as if in actual pain, successfully melting your apathetic facade.
You can feel the satisfaction rolling off him in waves over the fact you broke first. Not willing to accept total defeat, you huff and pivot on your heels. You can feel his eyes boring into your back as you saunter toward the door. You answer the question that’s undoubtedly burning his tongue before he can speak it.
“Consider your request denied. I need to start searching for my next rich husband — time is of the essence.”
You gape as the once open door is now shut, faster than you could blink. In front of it is your apparently resuscitated Gojo Satoru, who acts as a human barricade. He extends his long arms out to ensure you’re not going anywhere. His grin is all teeth and his brilliant blue eyes gleam.
“Sorry babe, this rich husband’s still alive and kicking. Better luck next time.”
#an anon requested play wrestling with gojo and blade#but i love that concept so much i'll do a lil scenario for those currently in my Husband Rotation#starting with the white-haired menace#gojo satoru x reader#jjk x reader#gojo brainrot#my stuff
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Yield That Thang
#driftoodles#limbus company#Meursault#Dante#ANOTHER ONE#i love all of meursaults ids but Blade Lineage has been the most fun so far#bc he refuses to actually do his job right and still loops around to being awesome#ik theres the joke of 'the manager told him [joke] so he did'#but in my situation im imagining dante weeping bc instead od losing a clash meursault has deemed it more efficient to just SQUARE UP#and start rockin people's worlds harder. i mean it gets the job done ig#i keep saying im done but i think ill be done for now.#i have. more important stuff to work on shortly.
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(wip)
some doodles that took me way too much effort; an updated design for Raal (aka demise when he was a mortal, he still uses that name when in disguise and modeled those forms after how he imagined he would look if he ever grew up as one) and a clunky doodle of both his blade spirits just after forging them
#ganondoodles#art#zelda#tloz#loz#demise#ghirahim#wip#the bowl raal is holding isnt designed yet#but he carved it himself and uses it as the one to carry an offering to the gods in hopes of stopping them talking to him#it gets burned just like him when he goes there though since they wanted to lure him there- the gods dont care about offerings#idk if anyone would notice but .......... yes he named his blade spirits after his parents#rahim is trans#and raal is also afab#bc the gods only choose mortal women to be made into a deity#they dont care that raal doesnt identify that way#........yes his backstory basically starts with his birth ...........#no its not in the comic#my brain just does things#anyway i thought it would be cute to make ghirahims true form look more like demise#sicne hes literally a piece of demise
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A drop of ink, a blot spread across time
(Vintage au)
Plot summary: It was 1950s when pen pals were popular and almost everyone had one! You used to have a handful of them but the camaraderie between you and them faded as you got older. One day, you found a newspaper on your late great-grandpa's shelves in his bedroom. Excitedly, you flipped the papers to get to a specific page and bingo! There was a section for the addresses of people who are looking for a pen-friend much like yourself. After randomly choosing, you sent out your first letter and he replied back! However, you noticed something weird in the photo he sent...
Crds to @drinkthesky for the divider!
Men I deem fit: Alhaitham, Albedo, Imbibitor Lunae/Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Diluc, Zhongli, Venti, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Sunday.
(Fck alphabetical order, I can't do that sh*t)
The amber glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room as the open windows situated at the opposite of the door allowed sunlight streams to enter the room as its panes quivered in hushed symphony due to the beckoning of the hot air. If you moved closer to the windows, you could see dust particles illuminated by the natural light. Even after the passing of your great-grandfather, the bookish scent of his cologne still lingers in his bedroom along with his possessions which were either coated with a thin layer of dust or covered with a big white cloth.
The wooden floor creaked beneath you as you walked towards his bookshelves in hopes of finding pieces of classical literature and maybe learn a thing or two from it. You delicately traced your index finger through the long vertical rows of books, leaving a trail of dust on the pads of your digit. As you peruse through countless novels only to be unsatisfied until you saw a newspaper at the edge of the shelf, untouched by the dust that plagues the rest.
'How strange...' you thought to yourself as you rubbed your thumb and index finger against the surface of the paper to determine its texture: it was sandy and rough, definitely ancient but the format was similar to the ones your dad reads in the morning so it must be a freshly produced newspaper, albeit printed in a different quality of paper.
Or so you thought...
The newspapers in your hands gave you a glimmer of hope; it was an opportunity to find a pen friend! You used to have a few ones but stopped writing to them either because they used too much colloquial words or they had at least twenty spelling mistakes in each sentence which gave you a migraine whilst trying to make out if your correspondent was writing in a foreign language or not. But this time, maybe you could hit the jackpot and find an actually nice pen-pal. Excitedly, you flipped through the papers and stopped at the specific page which had a list of names along with their addresses under the bold heading:
'Pen-friends! Make new friends around the world!'
Your eyes scanned across the list of names, allowing your intuition to guess the personality of that stranger based on their names alone. But then, a specific name caught your eye- it was uncommon which was the main reason it stood out from the rest of the names which probably were taken from 'Top 10 best names for children of this year'. You took a closer look of the address below that person's name and turned out, both of you lived in the same area! A surge of enthusiasm rippled throughout your body and immediately tucked the newspaper into the inside pocket of your coat.
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The curtains of your living room slowly opened as you peeked your head out and pressed your face against the glass. A day had passed after you had sent your very first letter and heck, you even went a mile far by sending a photograph of your two cats to make a memorable first impression. Then- just like you had anticipated- the postman on his bike suddenly came into view and halted his vehicle by your mail-box and placed a letter inside. You clutched the folds of the curtains unable to contain the happiness blossoming inside you. As soon as the postman disappeared out of your eyesight, you rushed outside to take the letter out of the mailbox. The first thing that greeted your eyes was the immaculate handwriting and the scent emitted from the paper.
'How sweet of him...' you thought as you continued reading the letter in your mind. The paragraphs were neatly organized and made of outdated vocabulary that you wouldn't understand had you not taken an interest in classic literature. You could tell this man practiced utmost eloquence just by his letter alone. Overall, he wrote a few things about himself and asked you about your hobbies, what you like and blablabla.
But then, something struck within you concerning with the photograph he sent and notes written behind it:
"The construction of the mall is making my ears bleed. I cannot stand the constant sounds of the drills and other sounds coming from it. I daresay, you must be experiencing the same disturbance as we are only one street apart from each other. Perhaps we should plan to meet up after the mall opens. What do you think of it?"
The more you stared at the photograph and the note, the more confused you became. The picture showed the mall with the same as the one down the street but it was still in construction according to the photo. 'Huh?' A frown stretched across your face. That specific mall had been going on more nearly a century now to the point that the community had been urging the government to shut it down in order to build a more innovative one. Didn't it finish construction like a hundred years ago? But his photo told a whole new different story.
Suspicions rose inside of you as a spiral of questions revolved around your head- you found it difficult to process it. Not missing a beat, you hurried to your room to find that newspaper you took from your late great-grandfather's shelf. You mumbled in frustration when you couldn't find it; you swore you left it either on the desk or on the bed. Finally, you found it under the bed and oh my...
The letter was published a century back in time which meant that...
"T-The man I just sent a letter...was from the past...." The newspaper dropped from your hands. Your letter had ripped its way out of the fabric of time and went into the mailbox of a man who lived in the same area as you but different time period. He was in the past, you were in the future.
Still, a part of you felt curious about the interaction between two people of different dimensions. So you decided to reply back to his letter. What could go wrong...right?
To people who are more knowledgeable in time travel or parallel universes, pls don't attack me, I know what I wrote may or may not make sense for some of you but pls don't mind me 😭😭😭
And also, not proofread because I wrote this around midnight and I'm literally on the verge of dozing off- (Ik I have such healthy sleep cycles and I have to wake up at 6 am yayyy!! Sleep-deprived-students-core😘🙆🤗)
#Ngl I actually want to send a letter to a random address from 1950s newspaper or some era like that and see what happens lolll#But I know for a fact that I would actually start performing an exorcism if I get a reply letter 💀#Was meant to add Blade but he would probably leave reader's letter sit in the mailbox for like 3 months 💀#irenecallista#genshin impact#honkai star rail#genshin impact x reader#alhaitham x reader#Albedo x reader#Imbibitor Lunae x reader#Dan heng x reader#Dr Ratio x reader#Diluc x reader#Venti x reader#Neuvillette x you#Neuvillette x reader#Scaramouche x reader#Zhongli x reader#Sunday x reader#genshin au#hsr au
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