#blade partners

[aventurineswife]

How about Aventurine, Dr Ratio, Sunday and Blade who find out their partner has sleep apnea? They have a heart attack for a hot minute when you stop breathing and then your breathing again and now they can’t sleep lol

The Fear of Losing You

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Blade x Reader, Angst, Comfort, Fluff, Health Scare, Relationship Dynamics, Sleep Apnea, Protective Partner, Emotional Turmoil, Recovery.

Warnings: Contains mentions of sleep apnea, Mild panic/anxiety, Partner health concerns, and Emotional reactions to a health scare.

A/N: I would've had a heart attack too in this case, tbh 😭🙏

It was a peaceful night, the kind Aventurine rarely allowed himself to enjoy. He lounged next to you, his eyes occasionally flicking to your relaxed figure as you slept. A subtle, comfortable silence hung between the two of you—until it wasn’t.

The absence of your breath hit him like a stone to the chest. His heart froze. For a split second, time seemed to slow as he watched, terrified that he would lose you. His sharp mind immediately began calculating the worst-case scenarios, his fingers twitching to shake you awake. But nothing—no sound, no movement.

His hands hovered over you before finally shaking you gently, his voice quivering for the first time in what seemed forever. "Hey, hey... breathe, breathe!"

When you gasped awake, he exhaled in a rush, his breath shaky. His heart thudded violently in his chest as relief washed over him. You were alive. You were fine.

But he couldn’t shake the dread that had lodged itself deep in his ribs. Despite the calm look on his face, his mind couldn’t stop racing. He stared at you for the remainder of the night, watching you sleep in that peaceful, unaware state. As dawn began to break, he found himself unable to sleep—not because he feared losing you, but because he couldn't unsee the terror that had coursed through him when you stopped breathing.

He would never admit it, but the incident made him rethink everything, even the reckless games he played. The only certainty now? His inability to rest until he knew you were safe again.

It was late when Ratio sat by your side, having just returned from a long meeting with the Intelligentsia Guild. His hair brushed against his face as he settled in, gazing at you with a slight frown as you slept. For someone so intellectual and confident, he didn’t understand the complexity of your fragile sleep. Perhaps, it was a flaw in his vast intellect—he had never expected something so mundane as sleep to become a battleground.

Then, in the dead of night, a horrible silence gripped the room. Ratio froze, his sharp eyes narrowing as he observed the stillness, his pulse quickening. His breath caught in his throat when you stopped breathing. His mind immediately began to calculate the problem. Could he revive you manually? Was there something he missed in his extensive research on physiology?

In a panic, he rushed to your side, shaking you firmly. "I—I don’t understand this. You—"

A gasp escaped your lips as you jerked awake, eyes wide with confusion. Relief flooded him instantly, but he couldn’t help the flurry of thoughts that began to invade his mind. He was too intelligent for this. He had to solve this. Immediately. No amount of books or academic achievement had prepared him for this.

You, still groggy, noticed the frantic look in his eyes. "What’s wrong?"

His lips parted to explain, but nothing coherent came out. He had no words. Just the tight grip on your hand, the fierce need to ensure your breathing never stopped again. The remainder of the night was spent beside you, his mind whirring with logical explanations, though no solution seemed quite right. As dawn came, he found himself unable to sleep. How could he, when his brilliant mind was no longer sure of something as simple as human breathing?

The quiet hum of the night was soothing, and Sunday had allowed himself a rare moment of relaxation as he rested next to you. The celestial aura that surrounded him flickered softly in the moonlight, but as he watched you sleep, a feeling of unease began to coil in his chest. His wings twitched gently as the stillness of the room settled in.

Then it happened. The unnerving silence.

For a moment, it felt as if the entire universe had held its breath. His eyes shot open, golden irises wide as he searched your form for any sign of life. His own breath caught in his throat when he realized you had stopped breathing entirely. His wings fluttered in an anxious rhythm, and a rush of panic rose up his spine.

"Please," he whispered, voice shaky, as he gently reached out to shake you awake. "Breathe, please breathe."

Your eyes fluttered open, your gaze dazed and confused, but the overwhelming sense of relief that washed over Sunday was palpable. His wings, trembling slightly, folded tighter around his body as he took a deep breath of his own.

"I… I didn’t realize," he muttered softly, his voice holding an unusual weight of vulnerability. The weight of the fear he’d just felt. For the first time in a long time, he felt deeply human.

Sunday couldn’t fall back asleep. His mind was too restless, haunted by the thought that he might have lost you, even though he had no true explanation for why you’d stopped breathing. The thought of being powerless over something so fragile made his celestial demeanor falter, leaving him restless and wide-eyed as the night passed by.

Blade’s eyes were narrowed as he lay on the bed next to you, watching over you with a detached sense of vigilance. Though his existence had long been consumed by revenge and a cold desire for his own demise, there was something about you that remained a quiet sanctuary, something he didn’t fully understand but couldn’t ignore.

But as the night deepened, a sudden, terrifying silence cut through the air like a blade. His eyes flashed open in an instant, his entire body frozen in place. His heart slammed against his ribcage as he watched you, utterly still. Too still.

His mind raced. No… He could feel it. You’re not breathing.

Without thinking, he was by your side, shaking you violently, desperate for any sign of life. His hand trembled, the broken sword beside him forgotten in his panic.

Then, you gasped, eyes flying open as you caught your breath. The world shifted back into place, but for a moment, Blade’s soul felt like it had been ripped open. The terror in his chest was inexplicable, something he couldn’t fight or shove away.

"Don’t ever do that again," he growled, his voice rough, but the sheer desperation in his tone betrayed him.

You looked at him, confused but still dazed from sleep. He was already pulling back, his eyes dark with something unspoken—something almost resembling fear. Blade, the immortal, the weapon, the destroyer—was afraid. And for the rest of the night, he lay awake, staring at you with unsettling intensity, unable to unsee the brief glimpse of what losing you would truly feel like.

As the night dragged on, Blade couldn’t bring himself to close his eyes, too haunted by the prospect of loss. And so, he remained wide awake, the quiet terror of that moment embedded in his bones.

[yucksoup]

Elden Ring's Sonic the Hedgehog.

[honeyhobbs]

Wyll is such a fairytale prince I love him

[veryaren]

netease is fast but im faster

[signsenough]

spring chill

[chainymail]

i’m a pretty solid top/dom most of the time. but we were practicing disarms in fencing the other day and I don’t break for much but. so imagine your parry goes south while your opponent switches simultaneously to a single hand grip. then, crucially, there’s some kind of a spin move as they grab your cross guard and fuck you up with torque and physics. it’s painful and disorienting so you whip around with a sore wrist and nothing to protect yourself except maybe a dagger, and there they are, crouching in guard, a blade in each hand, your ego under their boot. are you hearing me

[adastra121]

Bad End: The Fall

Summary: It's my Hound!MC Alon's birthday, so I made some sketches of them and Mhin based on the scene from Transformers One! For context, the idea is that Vere has gotten himself free and went on a rampage in the Senobium, slaughtering students and clerics alike, and destroying the labs and archives, along with all hope of finding cures for Mhin and Alon's respective curses. In the midst of the massacre, Vere finally made Mhin lose control of the monster within them and they have transformed into a crow monster hybrid. There is a brutal and bloody fight between them but Mhin has finally defeated Vere and is about to kill him, when Alon, their partner, stops them.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s over. He lost.”

“So did we! We lost everything because of him — I have to do this!”

“No, you don’t. Look at him, he's down. He's no longer a threat.”

“He needs to die! Can’t you see that?”

“This won’t cure either of us! Don't do this, Mhin. Don’t be the monster he says you are.”

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“…You need to move out of my way. Before I move you myself.”

“Mhin—”

“MOVE!”

“Stop—!”

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“No…”

“No, no, no, you idiot! Why did you do that? Why?”

Your blood is on my hands now.

You’ve made it my fault.

You’ve made me into the monster…

All to save him.

“Partner…no…”

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“I'm done saving you.”

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[danderling]

Dannncing little guy from thinking skills

[nat1volition]

his sun, his star

[itsredpaint]

"friend"

[ask-prismaknight]

(I don't know to what degree you count the anime, but since I love Sword and Blade...) I wanted to ask what Prisma would think of Sword and Blade, given that Meta Knight took them in after the war, they're kinda like his adopted street children. They'd probably be delighted to hear that Meta Knight has a kind of sister and want to meet her. Found family my beloved...🙏

Any friend of their lord is a friend of theirs :)

Edit: Realizing I missed answering part of the ask DHSJDS but she likes them! They're very respectful and kind to her and she appreciates it.

[mizukamiyaseiryu]

the green + wind elemental type guys i see on my tl

(L->R: shen qingqiu, im sobyeong, shi qingxuan)

[heyimapersonsblog]

This is very off topic for a blog like mine but hear me out since I've gotten into transformers lately

I remember watching transformers show, Rescue bots, and recently learned they continued it's series in Rescue bots Academy, and this made me wonder, what if somehow the recruits travel back in time on accident after finding another time machine similar to the ones that was in that time traveling episode in Rescue bots? Like I wanna see the recruits travel years back to the Griffin rock set in the original rescue bots, and the recruits get to meet their teachers before they became teachers, some other bots like quick shadow, high tide, and blurr and salvage, maybe even servo and other characters that are iconic to the original show, idk maybe the rest of the Greene's family and the burn's, I wanna see the recruits getting to meet the partners their teachers were paired with like Kade, Graham, and Dani, not including chief burn's cuz he was in a episode of rescue bots academy if I remember correctly.

Man this ramble about this wants me to just draw that happening but..I'm not good with drawing transformers.... Oh well, guess I'll have to wish for something like this to happen

[ddarker-dreams]

blade growls when he's kissing you. send tweet

[theheartmold]

“Your inheritance is a knife’s edge. Your inheritance is a culling.”

commissioned work from Liv of my character from an upcoming pf2e political campaign, Vylarr Sartorius. Vylarr is a half-elf, and the crown prince of the Empire of Tarvia. How he feels about that in the long term remains to be seen…

[misanthropicgardener]

okay and you know what else??? you know what else is So Annoying??? so much trauma healing work and advice is focused on relationships and how it affects that. like. so much. shut up