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support · 10 years
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youmatterlifeline · 11 years
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deathbxnny · 21 hours
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Hi! It’s the anon who asked for the Kiana/ Blade prompt! I meant Blade x reader With Herrscher of finality powers!!
Hello Anon! So Blade is technically not a Penacony character, but I'll let it slide since he does show up in an animation with Acheron, I believe lol. Also, thank you for the clarification and your request!!<33
Content: romantic relationship, slight angst?, Blade wanting to die, Reader is a stellaron hunter, mentions of canon typical battles/violence, sfw
Reader has no set pronouns!
((Not proofread))
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When he first found out about your powers, he couldn't help but feel amazed, despite his rather reserved nature. In his eyes, you were a God, someone unbeatable, someone who could maybe finally set him free. And yet, it wasn't that simple.
He engaged in many battles with you for training purposes, or so he claimed. He wanted to become stronger so that he could see himself as someone worthy to be with you. He didn't need breaks, and you didn't either, which led to day long training sessions that ended with you having to stop them.
When he learns that you can quite literally reset the world, he couldn't help but wonder if that also meant that you could easily finally give him the freedom of death he craved. He loved you, he really did despite having a hard time admitting it. And so, he never asked if you could kill him, just out of respect.
Blade sometimes just leans back on the battlefield to watch you in all of your glory, as you defeat waves of enemies all on your own. You were strong, maybe a little too strong.
He felt pride at being your partner and hoped that even if he does find his end through you or other means one day, you could also say that you were proud to be his.
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Okayyy I hope you liked this, Anon, and thank you again for your request!!<33
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almonds-nsfw-world · 2 days
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Death's Embrace - Blade
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.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛
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-‘๑’- summary -- you heal Blade's wounds, the smell of his blood clings to the air and you worry for him since his healing abilities cannot heal everything. (sfw)
-‘๑’- pairing -- Blade x gn! reader
-‘๑’- status -- stellaron hunters/ co-workers
-‘๑’- situation -- safe for everyone to read, mentions of death and desire for peace, canon personality, angst, perhaps some comfort.
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"It's not healthy for you to keep on doing this...just because you can heal yourself doesn't mean your abilities will heal it all", you whispered, the smell of bitter iron clinging to the air like flies to a trap.
It sent a shiver down your spine.
"Sooner or later, you'll tire yourself out", your fingers worked on wrapping a bandage around his bicep, covering the stitches you had sown into his skin while the scars that adorned his skin caused your eyes to fill with a sadness that plagued you like the mara that's bound to his torment.
"I don't need your help, nor your pity", his words were firm and direct and his voice hoarse from exhaustion, his eyes closed whilst he's perched upon the softness of his mattress, sitting crossed legged with you beside him, "I'm only doing this to ease Kafka's worries. Not yours."
Your gaze fell, his blood staining the skin of your fingertips before you lowered your fingers, grabbing another set of bandages, "It doesn't matter", you softly spoke. Your fingers reached to grab his hand, feeling his muscles tense and the pain to shoot through his system as you began to undo the old wrapping.
The smell of death reminded you that only death could truly ease his soul should he not open it to the opportunities of peace.
Or perhaps death is a peace he has been longing for all these years.
You wouldn't know for you only knew certain pieces of his past based on what Kafka and Silver Wolf spoke of.
You sighed, gently applying a soothing ointment to his tainted wrists, "...Why do you wish to turn yourself into a blade?" You couldn't help but ask him, shifting your gaze upwards to study the details of his face.
He slowly opened his red eyes tinted in a yellowish hue, bringing those sharp pupils of his to glance into your own, "It is none of your business. You may be loyal to the cause, but your questions will end up with my blade against your neck should you provoke me." His jaw tightened and his gaze narrowed, "Elio sees your worth, so I shall spare you. But do not pry into what is not meant to be disturbed. You'll find yourself dealing with consequences you'll regret."
Your lips parted, causing you to blink as your fingers rested against his own, "...You sound as though you're speaking from experience. But I'm sorry...I didn't mean to intrude." You cast your gaze down, continuing on with bandaging his wounds.
His eyes studied you, taking in every emotion that filled your features before he tore away his gaze and allowing his eyelids to close and for the silence to envelope you both.
The sound of you standing up and gathering your things echoed through his ears, causing him to part his eyelids and watch you leave while the only thought that rang through his mind was...
"Peace. To find peace I must destroy all that I am in hopes to feel death's embrace." His words made you pause, your fingers tightening around the basket of items and ointments as you glanced at him over your shoulder, "Death is an escape...but not all escapes lead to a peaceful victory", your words echoed softly like a wind that caressed his skin, his gaze unfaltering as he heard your words.
He closed his eyes, not saying anything else as you left his room.
"I had died a long time ago."
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buggytales · 2 days
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big fan of blade whos love language is violent devotion. hes already dedicated all of himself to u. u ask him to jump, he asks how high. u could ask him to kill and his only question will be 'who?'
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cloudshuffle · 2 days
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Depressed peepaw Blade acts like a cat in the last ask AAAAAAAA
Since darling is mentioned to platonically bond with other Stellaron Hunters via physical touch, imagine Blade's darling enjoying physical touch from others too, like Silverwolf putting her head on reader's shoulder or receiving headpats from Kafka. So Blade thought that it's a good idea to initiate physical touch.
Wrong, you're absolutely terrified. You look like a cat who is 0.01 second away from getting an injection. Now you're the cat!
the first time blade brings you to meet the other stellaron hunters, he's shocked by how well you all hit it off. horrified, even. the way kafka slings her arm casually around your shoulders or ruffles your hair, and you give her a bright smile in return? how come he's never gotten a smile like that before?
he figures it's because he's never touched you before - you always keep such a distance from him that it never crossed his mind anyway. so he tries, standing close to you or taking the seat next to you... except you don't know he's there, and you always end up getting startled.
but no matter. you've started getting used to blade popping up around you at inopportune times, even managing to quell your own surprise a handful of times, so he figures you're ready for it.
it's dinnertime, and silver wolf is sitting with her knees tucked up to her chest, gaming to the last second. kafka ordered takeout, and asked (coerced) blade into helping her set the table.
when he walks past, he pats you the head, and not gently either.
you freeze up so much he thinks he might have paralysed you. this scene is endlessly hilarious to silver wolf, who pauses her gaming to cackle so hard at blade she loses her breath.
oops. maybe he misjudged the timing?
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thetrevorproject · 13 years
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hobodante · 2 days
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Some motherfuckers are always tryna ice skate uphill
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coffee-cait · 5 hours
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🦁☯⚔️
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mrsdulac · 8 months
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Black Vampires
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danijaci · 3 months
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Buh-Biker Blade?11!!
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velinxi · 9 months
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Blade and Kafka art I did for the Honkai star rail event at SunrightTea!
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hellboys · 2 months
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BLADE dir. stephen norrington
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zephyrine-gale · 9 months
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I need blade and luocha to meet
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zegalba · 5 months
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Urs Fisher: Untitled (2003)
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