#blade brainrot

[ddarker-dreams]

lil things that make yan blade go feral:

you tugging on his sleeves to get his attention

when you step on your tiptoes to reach something that's high

how you jump and squeak in surprise when he sneaks up on you

talking back to him over minor disagreements (telling a 6'2 stellaron hunter with a bounty of 8.13 billion credits that you refuse to acknowledge him until you get your phone back takes some Courage)

the mild look of concern you try concealing when he comes back bruised and bloodied

dozing off someplace random (it gives him the excuse to scoop you up and put you into bed)

wearing clothes that are too big on you (he might have a blank face but just know the synapses in his brain are firing away more than they have in a century)

[harmonysanreads]

Yandere!Blade who leaves you spider lilies at the most unexpected places and times. While you, yourself are unaware of who these come from, you couldn't deny you found the mystery of this gesture cute at first. That is until, the same flowers became the symbolism of your recurring misfortunes instead.

[raiii-den]

Blade

【A Lost Soul】

“When will death come for me? My patience is wearing thin.”

A swordsman who abandoned his body to become a blade. Birth name unknown. He pledges loyalty to Destiny's Slave, and possesses a terrifying self-healing ability. Blade wields an ancient sword riddled with cracks, just like his body and his mind.

[aratribow]

Tired Asian mom and his chronically online daughter

[cupidkyu]

✧ﾟ･: A GOOD PET,OR A DISOBEDIENT ONE? which does he prefer?

REQUESTED

a/n: kinda disappeared srry guys 🧍🏻I promise I will try 2 make moree,,but yea an anonymous requested me with genshin/star rail men. . . but u can imagine it with any charc u like

sub!gn!reader x dom!male!charc

OBEDIENT . men who likes it when you're behaving right, being the good boy/girl you are. constantly praising and just slamming into your sweet spot as a reward. don't fight back, don't backtalk,all of that will just get you in trouble! he doesn't wanna punish a sweet thing like you. the way you clench around his cock when he's deep inside you, intertwining fingers with him.

your thighs are trembling and he's cooeing sweetly to you, whispering sweet nothings into your ears,you know he loves how angelic you look,he just can't resist you. you just lay there and take it like the good cockwhore you were for him,and just for him.

“you take me in so well, darling.. just a little more, yeah? you can? hngh—.. wouldn't wanna waste a single drop of you.”

jingyuan,cyno, neuvillette,heizou, aether,dan heng,boothill,,jiaoqiu,welt, zhongli,scaramouche,ayato,your faves

DIRTY BITCH . men who likes it when you're being bratty,who likes it when you're whining and complaining about him not giving you attention. he'd pretend to get annoyed and sigh at your dumb rambling. you're tugging on his sleeve as an attempt for him to shift his focus towards you,but he doesn't budge,no he doesn't. he wants you to act more and more disobedient so when he finally snaps,he can take it all out on you.

he's purposefully ignoring that specific spot, watching you struggle and insulting him. telling him to hurry up already. but once he does? oh dear..he's going crazy,fucking you like there's no tomorrow. he's looking down at you,his nails digging deep into your hips, reducing you to a whimpering and messy slut. your eyes roll back at the pace he's going,your waist,shoulders, anywhere he can get his mouth on bruised with hickies,he's smug about it too.

“whats wrong,baby? I know you can take it. for me,okay? mhmm..~ you feel so warm around me,you're so pathetic..”

tighnari,blade,wanderer, childe, venti,pantalone,kinich,wriothesley,your faves

[justpenguin]

Note: smut post; minors DNi

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Men who'd still try to squeeze their fat cock into your soaking, little cunny even as it tightens so hard and tries to push their length out. Just relax, mkay? They promise to make you feel real good >>>

-- boothill, wriothesley, alhaitham, childe, gallagher, jingyuan, neuvillette, zhongli, blade + any of ur favs

[willows-arts]

When both of your boyfriends have huge boobs because one’s a blacksmith and the other is in the military

[huepou]

i haven’t posted in a while hiii

[justfaraway]

yo why does this bathroom sink take only half of the damage from bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing attacks??

[ddarker-dreams]

Hugging Preferences.

Chrollo is a deeply possessive man. His destitute upbringing taught him that anything valuable would be eyed, coveted, and potentially stolen. While he doesn’t view you as an object, suppressing this belief system doesn’t come naturally. You’ll notice his demeanor is softer in private but more handsy in public. Specifically, he likes pulling you into a side hug. This amorous display makes it clear to everyone that you’re unavailable. Depending on the situation, it isn’t always a full-blown hug; he’s content with having his hand on your waist when walking together. This serves the additional purpose of granting him peace of mind. It’ll be easier to move you out of harm’s way should his many enemies ever strike. 

Satoru couldn’t be normal about you if he tried. If you’ve been separated for any length of time, the instant he lays eyes on you, you’re getting scooped up and spun around. You’re held hostage until his demands are met (the ransom ranging from kisses to mushy declarations of your undying love). And yes, he will do this in front of others. Little Megumi once started walking himself home after witnessing Satoru’s flagrant disregard for public decency. Theatrical as his actions may come across, there’s a real sense of relief on his part. He doesn’t have to be the strongest, the pride of the Gojo clan, or anything else around you. You’re truly the closest thing to heaven on earth. 

Despite his vehement denial, physical affection flusters Scaramouche. He isn’t used to it. Being around you makes him feel all weird and warm, like his cognition’s malfunctioning. This doesn’t mean he’s opposed to your touch, but it’s a struggle. Insecurities and doubts plague him. Attachment is a frightening thing, especially after the abandonment he’s experienced. He’s most honest with his desires when asleep. He reaches out subconsciously, his countenance contorting in displeasure until you’re securely in his grasp. Scaramouche clings to you throughout the night. Come morning, mortification settles in. You’re quite literally caged in his embrace. He’ll rapidly shoot out excuses, his face red as a cherry, failing to realize he still hasn’t released you. This doesn’t help strengthen his arguments. 

Blade is more touchy-feely than one might expect. He’d gone so long without positive emotions, but that changed with your debut into his life. If you’re both in the same area, there’s a 90% chance he’s fighting the urge to just… squeeze you. It’s akin to cute aggression. You enter his line of sight and his dopamine skyrockets. The first few times this happened, he mistook the rush for an onset of mara, it’s that intense. There’s little indication of this inner battle from his body language — he appears as apathetic as ever. When you turn your back to him though, he pounces, hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your head. Good luck getting anything done because he’s here to stay. 

[harmonysanreads]

Girl I just reread the most unhinged dark DARK literature of my homeland and I'm not telling you the title because reading the entire book itself requires mental strength but I found a quote that suits how it's like being Blade's darling.

"He's actually sane, there's no doubt about it. The one that's insane is the world that he's facing"

-💅

Nonnie the fact that you reread this apparently unhinged dark DARK literature lol

“He's actually sane, there's no doubt about it. The one that's insane is the world that he's facing.”

At moments, words fail Blade when he stands in the center stage of the circus the universe has made out of his existence.

Rewind time, stroll to a much younger, unassuming version of him, tell him that one day even death will become a luxury for him and watch the way his face twists and churns to confusion, morbidity. He was never supposed to have made it this far, to who still cares he wishes he stayed as that unassuming, eroding construction of flesh. But of course, there is no one and nothing in this universe that will listen to his will.

It's strange, the feeling of having no autonomy over even one's own body. You birth something other than that vacancy he'd forcefully stuffed with conflicting feelings ; it's subtle, easily dismissible but lingering like the trail of incense. Unlike him, you are fortunate enough to be free, to have the choice to end it whenever you please — unlike him. He just wished you weren't always so... clumsy with that apparent freedom.

Constantly hauling yourself towards the precipice of danger, as though the hands on the clock of your existence don't increase in speed the closer you advance towards your end. Foolish, foolish, foolish ; you're not immortal like him — why do you insist on shortening your already waning life? And that fact continues bouncing through his mind : you're not immortal like him, what will you do when the ticking of that timepiece comes to a halt? Or more importantly, what will he do?

Ah, but why does that matter to him? You're just another particle in the grand scheme of things, one among many that will shine for a momentary period of time before disintegrating. Why should he care so much for you, when your inevitable is as clear as it could be? And many more questions that he asks himself before it finally registers in his head, that he'd underestimated the extent of your importance in regards to himself.

Well, not that Blade is that surprised at this point. Affection had become a concept distant from his waking mind, as well as the consequences it brings. The world has never looked upon him in benevolence, brutally snatching away his autonomy. There apparently exists a saying in Penacony and a variation of it goes like this, “People sleep because they're afraid to wake up from their dreams.”

He understands a semblance of it, the fantasy of a designated end, however impossible propels him forward, as paradoxical as it is. So the moment when he starts being grateful for his immortality, that if he can at least slow down the pace of your erosion by becoming your shield, granting him a steep sense of self-worth — the chill it sends throughout his arteries morph into something hauntingly intoxicating.

Insanity may be this world's natural tendency and he has been its victim for too long. But if he could defy this world by dedicating himself to your servitude... that, doesn't sound that unappealing a prospect.

[dustofthedailylife]

Imagine Blade receiving a message from you that only reads "I'm sorry, don't come looking for me. I love you." and he immediately jumps up from his seat startling both Silverwolf and Kafka with the abrupt motion. They had never seen him so agitated, or rather, distraught.

He instantly knows something must've happened to you.

He immediately growls at Silverwolf to trace back the signal of your phone. And for a while, the only sounds that can be heard are his footsteps as he paced up and down the room, as well as the clacking of the keys of Silverwolf's keyboard. He is growing more and more agitated the longer he has to wait.

He just knows something is amiss. That something must've happened to you. And he is not going to lose you, even if it means he'll have to turn the universe upside down in order to find you.

He will save you. No matter the cost.

[moshaeu]

some misc doodles

[chxlkprincess]

renheng silly i also forgot to post

this was my first time drawing them 💀💀 honkai designs make me so upset

[seelestars]

thinking about… highschool hsr men who want to confess to you on valentine’s day, but they’re too nervous to

dan heng who asks for march to give him advice, to which she agreed to after teasing him a little. and that’s how he found himself stopping by your locker with a box of chocolates in one hand, shyly tapping your shoulder to grab your attention.

“..hey.. can I ask you something?” you had to admit seeing him all flustered and shy with the tip of his ears red was a cute sight. so, you gave him a sweet smile, deciding not to point out his flushed face. “of course.”

as soon as you said those words, he blurted out the question he’d been wanting to ask while holding out the box of chocolates to you, “will you be my valentine?” with his cute face and nerdy personality, you couldn’t find it in you to refuse, pulling him in for a kiss as an answer.

luka who is confident in his abilities to charm you, even though deep down he was a little nervous of your reaction.

walking up to you after class while a charming smile on his face, holding a cute fluffy teddy bear in his hands. he places the teddy bear down on your desk, admiring your awed look. “..you got this for me?” your voice was quiet as you felt the fluffy fur of the teddy bear. “by the look on your face, I’m assuming you like it? great!” he gives you a look of excitement, eager to ask you the question he’d been holding in. “anyways, I wanted to ask if you’d be my valentine!“

“id love to.” you gave him a warm smile combined with a slight nod, your response and expression making his heart throb. “I knew youd say yes! so.. that means, you won’t mind if I do this, right?” there was a slight mischievous tone in his voice as he leaned in closer before you suddenly closed the distance between your lips, causing him to turn red.

blade who watches from a distance, contemplating whether or not to ask you to be his valentine.

with some encouragement from kafka (he couldn’t stand her cooing “if you don’t ask them out someone else might instead bladie~” in his ear), he built up the courage to approach you while you were eating lunch with your friends.

your friends gave each other knowing looks when he asked to talk to you alone for a moment, a confused look on your face as your gaze darted from your friends to blade.

“what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” you had let him lead you to a more secluded and quiet area, where he was sure nobody was listening (silver wolf was def recording somewhere) before taking a deep breath. “..will you be my valentine?” there was a very subtle blush on his face as he awaited your response. “aww of cours—“ you were cut off by the snapping of a camera, both you and blade turning your head to see who it was, only to find silver wolf standing there nonchalantly taking photos of the two of you. ..safe to say you won’t be hearing from silver wolf for a while.

[imorphemi]

Suddenly stumbled upon Technoblade's Ballad again and got nostalgic