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azullumi · 3 days

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JESUS, TAKE THE WHEEL ?!

premise — to put it simply, hsr men driving. characters — boothill, sunday, aventurine, veritas ratio, jing yuan, and blade content tags — small mentions of reader, probably fluff, not proofread, i don't know how to tag this please | wc: 0.6k ; headcanons

note from me — this idea was brought to me after nearly crashing and getting multiple heart attacks while my dad was driving

BOOTHILL, races with the wind that it feels like you left your soul somewhere in the road—literally a wild spirit who seems to enjoy the feeling of the breeze on his skin. He probably got you lost one time too, or maybe twice, or thrice. He just loves fast cars and faster chases, likes the thrill of it (much to your dismay if you’re a cautious person). He’s probably cussed someone out for cutting him off his lane which led to him nearly crashing when he pressed the brakes suddenly. Despite his reckless driving habits, his quick thinking and reflexes keeps him out of harm.

SUNDAY, perfect law-abiding citizen—follows the traffic rules, doesn’t go past the speed limit, never crashes, never gets pulled over, you’re in the safest hands and you can trust the entirety of your life on him. You have a good road trip, a great driver, and someone who you can easily talk to. It’s perfect. He probably has a playlist ready with the most of it being his sister’s songs, playing and listening to it as he drives, often humming along with the melody.

AVENTURINE, drives like there’s no tomorrow when he’s alone but drives like the most responsible and careful driver whenever there’s someone with him in the car. He likes driving during the night despite the risk of it (and that’s honestly the point); he does love the quiet streets and the solitude he gets, taking long drives to often clear his mind or just drive somewhere where he wants to be, often taking the scenic route. There are times that he drives in complete silence, deep in thought, and taking random turns.

VERITAS RATIO, just your normal and average sane driver. Literally it’s all just normal with him that it feels so wrong. He’s quite the careful driver but is easily annoyed when someone cuts off his lane and you’ll have to deal with a rambling doctor that calls people who have no driving etiquettes foolish and reckless. He strictly follows the rules of the road, but doesn’t hesitate in voicing out his frustrations at those who don’t. Other than that, everything is fine. He rarely listens to music, however, opting to listen to educational podcasts or the radio instead—he says it helps in keeping him focused.

JING YUAN, bold of you to even assume he’s driving; he doesn’t drive, or he rarely does. He’s a passenger princess, a shotgun queen, the backseat sleeper,—preferring to sleep on his seat than focus his eyes on the road. If he ever drives, however, it’s slow and careful. He’ll reason that there’s nothing to rush for and that you all have the time in the world, and you don’t know if you’re supposed to accept his reasoning, especially when you’re going to be late. The chance of him falling asleep while driving is higher than the chance of arriving at your destination early (a 10-minute drive easily becomes a 30-minute one and no, it’s not because of the traffic).

BLADE, believe it or not but he’s, if not the most, but one of the trusted drivers. While he does go past the speed limit sometimes and maybe he does have to swerve the car that you’ll fly off your seat (if not without your seatbelt) ever so often, you never die while he’s the one on the driver seat—thankfully. Surprisingly, he does wear his seatbelt and even urges you to wear yours (even if he didn’t, you’ll have to because you have nothing else to hold on to). The most silent car ride to ever exist though as he’ll only speak when you’ll ask him something, otherwise you’re left on your own with a conversation in the wind. Nevertheless, you’ll arrive at your destination in one piece. Not until the mara strikes.

FELIIII, a lovely mention to the beautiful and lovely @dr-felitas !! i'm getting back to writing now since i'm back from vacation (which means i can do anything and everything i want, but not including ghosting 🔥) ANYWAYS i would like to say thank you for always being patient with me and my replies ,, like my bad g 🙏 i really appreciate your presence in my life and your constant understanding, and i know i already told you this but you're a very warm and comforting person and i only hope for the best things to come in your life (i know love and beauty exists because you exist and you're full of it). i will support you in each and every one of your decisions, despite how bad or stupid it can be. don't let anything hold you back boo, never listen to your haters or your opps 🗣, you're still young and you have all the time in the world to experience meaningful moments (even heartbreaking ones). so go talk to that girl bae <33 no matter what happens, i'll always be here for you. ily lots mwaaaa

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mm-lurking · 1 day

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To him, you are love.

Something I wrote in my friend’s dms while my simping juices were flowing. Written with Blade and Al-Haitham in my mind, but you can imagine your favourites.

Warnings: x fem! reader, pure fluff — The idea of his large, rough calloused yet gentle hands as he rests them on your smaller frame; he’s shocked by just how tiny you are and how he can fully enclose you in his arms like a vine that snakes around tree branches

The idea of just pressing your back into his chest and resting your head on the crook of his neck as his face and hair shades you from everything else and his beating heart soothes you

The idea of them just learning to sit with you in silence, learning to understand what love and to be loved is like, the silent message that their heavy breathing speaks, the gentleness in holding you in their arms as they protect you with quite literally everything they have

The idea of them just admiring you as you close your eyes and inhale their scent, completely satisfied with their existence while they struggle to embrace the concept of affection; it's so foreign but so pleasant and they cant help it because it's you, it's you whose breaking their barriers down and letting them know how to love

The idea of how he looks at you with such gentleness and tenderness and he finds an uncertain emotion stirring in his heart, the emotions violently tug on his heart strings and he just knows he's going to have you around for the rest of his life

The idea of how everything and anything you do killing him, he's absolutely floored by the littlest of your touches, giggles and smiles, the idea of him trying to just breathe as naturally as he can when he's with you but by god he cannot breathe when it comes to you

The idea of him going from not liking physical affection and anyone in his personal space to craving you to be around, he cannot bear to part with you in the privacy of your home, to deny holding your hands is to deny the very oxygen he breaths, he needs you, he needs your touch, he needs the way your gentle fingertips brush against his rough ones, the way your fingers so perfectly intertwine with his, you are sculpted to be his and no one can tell him otherwise

The idea of him accepting his fate, just completely surrendering himself to you as you trace his battle scars and whisper sweet-nothings into his ears; how could someone's touch and voice be so therapeutic and healing? He is drawn to the warmth you radiate like a moth buzzing around the streetlight on a dark night- yes that's precisely what you are to him, the light of his dark cold life and it drives him insane but he's addicted to you and he cannot withdraw himself away

Never had he thought he would express what they called love. It was a foolish emotion to him, one that distracted him from the path he had chosen to take. He did not have the time to love and be loved when life had never granted him a reason to do so. Then you came around and he's swept off his feet, and the more he tried to deny it the stronger these feelings got. How did someone break the walls of his heart so easily, so swiftly? How could someone just enter his life and crumble the shield he had built for himself so painstakingly? What magic did you possess in your words that he had fallen spellbound too?

And now here he was, with you in his arms, safe and secure, taken in every bit of you like a parched traveller who had gotten the taste of cool fresh water after days of thirst. If this was love, if this was what those foolish scholars and everyday humans giggled around about then he was willing to name himself as a fool too; for he was your fool, and yours only.

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fragileheartbeats · 2 days

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𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀

♡ ⭒ㅤ𓈒 ベビードール ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ㅤ྄

꒰͡ ⠀ ִ 𝐻 𝑆 𝑅 𝑀 𝑒 𝑛 𝑥 𝐹 𝑒 𝑚 𝑅 𝑒 𝑎 𝑑 𝑒 𝑟 ⠀ׂ ⠀ ͡꒱

♡ㅤ𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝅄ㅤೀ

— 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘯𝘨, 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘈𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦 <3

˚꒰♡꒱‧ Hi there! I got this idea after seeing some cute arts of them as baby dolls like Pinocchio and honestly that was so cute and I just had to write something about it. Also you should know that English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆 | 丹恒 ─ 𓇼 . ♡𝆬

You gently braided his long, silky hair, carefully weaving in tiny flowers to adorn his cute horns. He sat beside you, his eyes fixed on the floor, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "You look beautiful," you said, admiring your handiwork. He stiffened slightly, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "I-I-I'm not beautiful," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. You chuckled softly, reaching out to gently pat his head. "Oh, but you are. You're the most adorable creature I've ever laid eyes on." He shifted uncomfortably, fidgeting with his fingers. "Y-you really think so?" "Of course!" You exclaimed, unable to contain your affection for him. "You're precious, and so so adorable." He glanced up at you, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of something else I couldn't quite place. "Th-thank you," he murmured shyly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. You smiled back, feeling your heart swell with warmth. "You're welcome, my little darling."

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 | 星期日 ─ 𔒌 . ♡𝆬

You were sitting on the sofa with your doll, his soft, silky gray hair cascading over his shoulders and his golden eyes twinkling with warmth. His cute wings fluttered slightly as he spoke, his angelic voice filling the room with a soothing melody. "I read a lovely story today," he said, the tiny wings on his head twitching with excitement. He gently held your hand, his touch warm and comforting. "It was about an angel who fell in love with a human." "Oh? That sounds interesting," you replied, smiling as you gently stroked his delicate wings. "Tell me more about it." He shifted closer, his small body practically vibrating with excitement. "The angel was very dignified and benevolent, just like all angels are supposed to be. But he couldn't help falling for a human who was kind and beautiful." You listened intently, your heart swelling with affection for this little creature who always tried to help you and make you happy. He continued, his voice filled with wonder and a happiness. "The angel admired her from afar, always wanting to be near her, to protect her. And even though he was an angel, he felt very much like a human when he was with her." As he spoke, you couldn't help but notice the way his golden eyes sparkled, the way his small hands clung to yours just a bit tighter. "You know," he said shyly, "the woman in the story was described as beautiful. And... I think you look just like her." You couldn't help but laugh softly. "Oh, do I now?" He nodded earnestly, his cheeks turning a rosy pink. "Yes, you do. You're beautiful, just like the woman in the story." Touched by his sincerity, you leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Thank you, my little angel. You're very sweet." His wings fluttered happily, and he let out a soft, contented sigh. "I'm glad you think so." You continued to gently pamper his wings, feeling their soft feathers beneath your fingers. "You know, I think the angel in the story was very lucky to find someone so wonderful to love." He looked up at you, his eyes shimmering with emotion. "I think so too," he whispered, his voice filled with happiness.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 砂金 ─ 𓐐𓎩 . ♡𝆬

As you sat on the floor of your cozy living room, your doll with his hat perched atop his head bounced excitedly in front of you. He was full of energy, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he eagerly shuffled the deck of cards for your game. "Alright, little darling, ready to play some cards?" you asked with a smile, reaching out to ruffle his soft hair. He nodded eagerly, his tiny hands practically vibrating with excitement. "Yep! I'm gonna win all the candy!" he declared, determination shining in his eyes. You chuckled at his enthusiasm, knowing full well that he had a knack for winning every game he played. But you were happy to indulge him, enjoying the playful competition between the two of you. Sure enough, as the game progressed, he seemed to have luck on his side, winning hand after hand with a gleeful grin on his face. Each time he triumphed, he would let out a delighted squeal, his joy infectious. Finally, when the game was over, he proudly gathered up his winnings – a colorful array of candy that he had won fair and square. With a triumphant whoop, he rushed over to you, his arms laden with sweets. "Look what I got, look what I got!" he exclaimed, plopping down on your lap and nestling his head against your chest like a contented kitten. You chuckled softly, running your fingers through his hair as he eagerly tore open the wrappers and began to devour his prize. Between bites, he began to chatter excitedly, his words tumbling out in a rush as he shared his dreams and aspirations with you. "I wanna see the world with you, and try all sorts of fun stuff together!" he exclaimed between mouthfuls of candy. "We can go on adventures and play games and eat lots and lots of candy! And no matter where we go, I'll always stay by your side." You smiled at his enthusiasm, feeling a warmth spread through your heart at his infectious excitement. "That sounds like a wonderful plan, little darling." As he continued to talk, his words slowly growing quieter as sleep began to tug at his eyelids, you couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for the adorable little doll nestled in your arms.

"I...I love you," he managed to whisper, his voice barely audible.

Leaning down, you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, whispering softly, "I love you too, little one. I'll never leave you." With a contented sigh, he snuggled closer to you, his breathing growing steady and even as he drifted off to sleep. You held him close, rocking him gently as you listened to the soft sound of his breathing, feeling grateful for the precious moments you shared together.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 | 真理医生 ─ 𓇢𓆸 . ♡𝆬

As you were chopping vegetables, your hand slipped, and you accidentally cut yourself. A sharp gasp escaped your lips, and you quickly grabbed a paper towel to stop the bleeding. Hearing the noise, he looked up from his book, his frown deepening when he saw you holding your hand. "What did you do now, you idiot?" he snapped, hopping down from his chair and marching over to you. You winced but couldn't help but smile at his reaction. "I cut myself," you admitted, showing him the small, bleeding wound. He huffed, rolling his eyes. "Of course you did. You really are stupid sometimes." Despite his harsh words, he gently took your hand and led you to the sink. He carefully washed the cut, his tiny hands surprisingly gentle and precise. He grumbled the entire time, but there was a softness in his touch that belied his words. After cleaning the wound, he fetched a bandage from the first aid kit. "Hold still," he ordered, his cheeks slightly pink as he concentrated on wrapping the bandage around your finger. His little frown was adorable, and you couldn't help but find his concern endearing. Once he was done, he let go of your hand and stepped back, crossing his arms and glaring at you. "There. Try not to be so careless next time." You chuckled, touched by his care despite his prickly demeanor. "Thank you," you said softly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on his forehead. His eyes widened, and his face turned a deep shade of red. "W-what are you doing? Idiot!" he stuttered, his usual cold exterior crumbling in the face of his embarrassment. He turned on his heel and bolted out of the kitchen, his little legs carrying him quickly to his room. You couldn't help but laugh, watching him go.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 | 刃 ─ 𖤣𖥧 . ♡𝆬

As you cried softly, you didn't notice him coming down from his room, his stomach probably leading him in search of food. He stood there for a moment, watching you with his big, expressive eyes. Then, breaking the silence, he spoke in his soft, almost whisper-like voice. "Why are you crying?" You jumped, startled by his unexpected presence. "Oh! You scared me," you said, quickly wiping your tears away and trying to compose yourself. He ignored your response and came to sit beside you on the couch, his cat plushie nestled under one arm and his sword balanced on his lap. His eyes, filled with concern, searched your face. "Why are you crying?" he repeated, his tone more insistent. You sighed, knowing you couldn't hide your feelings from him. "I just had a really bad day," you admitted, your voice trembling. He looked at you for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly and tentatively, he reached out and caressed your head with a surprisingly gentle touch. "Everything will be okay," he said quietly. His touch shocked you—it was the first time he had ever initiated contact. You blinked, tears still pooling in your eyes, but now for a different reason. His small hand, though a bit awkward, was incredibly comforting. "Thank you," you whispered, the warmth of his touch soothing your troubled heart. He nodded, his cheeks tinged with the faintest hint of pink, though his face remained mostly stoic. "Don't cry anymore," he said, his voice a little firmer, though there was a softness in his eyes that you hadn't seen before. You couldn't help but smile through your tears. "I'll try," you promised. He nodded again and then, much to your surprise, settled closer to you, his cat plushie pressed between the two of you. He didn't say anything more, but his presence was enough to lift your spirits.

@ 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 . 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.

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philistiniphagottini · 14 hours

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Hi, I'm the anon who asked for 34,44,57 with Blade, and i forgot to specify it's for fem!reader thank you! <33 And sorry for my mistake 😢

Thank you for coming back and clarifying Anon. This was an interesting combination of prompts and I had fun with it. Thanks for dropping by, hope you enjoy~

Smut Prompts

34 + 44 + 57

cw. smut, penetrative sex, anal sex, sex toys, butt plug, caught masturbating, spanking (very light), squirting, female reader

Blade was not expecting to find you in the current position you were in, but he was not going to complain about the sight he was greeted to after he just got back from taking care of Stellaron Hunter dirty work.

He was as silent as a wraith when he slipped into the bedroom, eyes roving over your shivering form like a hungry predator as his stare alone threatened to devour you whole. Your face was pushed into the mattress, back curved into a beautiful arch and ass up yonder. Your desperate moans were muffled into the sweat soaked sheets, bare skin prickling with a thin sheen of sweat as you writhed with utter bliss. Thick beads of arousal dripped down your quaking thighs, your slippery cunt drooling around the three fingers you had stuffed inside of yourself and pistoned like a jackhammer. You mindlessly humped the pillow propping up your hips like an animal in heat, Blade’s name dripping from your mouth like honey as it warmed your throat. You squirmed from your own ministrations, your sopping pussy fluttering around your fingers while the butt plug shoved snugly in your ass gently swayed with each unsteady rock of your hips. You panted harshly, voice scratching your throat as you wailed for your lover to come to you.

And Blade was not one to deny your siren call.

"Blade" you whined, stomach tensing into a tight knot as you almost choked on a hiccup of pleasure.

"Hm?"

A sharp hiss whistled through your teeth when his gruff voice rang in your ears, louder than the drum beat of your heart as your pulse suddenly wavered. Your brain tried to act faster than your body could comprehend, your frantic movements coming to an abrupt halt as a flush of embarrassment turned your skin searing hot. You tried to twist around but Blade was a lot quicker than you anticipated. He placed his hand on the middle of your back, encouraging you to stay in the position you were in as he coaxed your head back down.

"Stay still" he whispered with a husky purr of your name.

A pleasant shiver rolled down your spine at the sound of his voice, the firm touch of his hand keeping you in place despite the mixture of embarrassment that coiled in your stomach. You weren’t expecting him to come back to you so soon and you were a little flustered about the position he found you in, flaunting your ass and pussy in such a lewd display. Every hair on the nape of your neck stood up in anticipation, your breathing shallow as you waited to see what Blade would do. You turned your head to the side, peeking at him from over your shoulder. The way his eyes raked over your form like the smouldering, hot coals of a burning forge made your toes curl into the soles of your feet. You swallowed around the lump in your throat, tasting the desire in the back of your throat as you gulped down the budding saliva on your tongue.

"Welcome back" you whispered softly.

A hum stirred in Blade’s throat as he rubbed his hands over the smooth planes of your body, appreciating your soft curves as he grabbed your plump thighs, squeezing generous amounts of skin until it spilled between the splayed digits. Another violent tremor wracked the notches of your spine as Blade coaxed your legs further apart to get a better look. He was already achingly hard from the sight, the scent of your arousal curling deep in the pit of his lungs as a growl reverberated low in his chest.

"Lonely?" Blade questioned.

You nodded in response as his fingers curled around your wrist, gently prying away the fingers shoved deep into your needy pussy as it tried to swallow them back in. A whimper crawled out of your throat at the loss of warmth stuffing you full, a heady slur of his name breezing through your bruised lips as your long lashes fluttered over your burning cheeks.

"Missed you so much, Bladie" you admitted.

You wriggled your hips to entice him closer, but the encouragement really wasn’t necessary. After being apart from you for quite some time, his mouth was already salivating, teeth itching to pierce into your skin. His fingers gently pried apart the puffy folds of your pussy, your wet sex opening up like a delicate flower in bloom as you squirmed under his intense gaze. Your arousal dribbled down your thighs in sticky rivulets, webbing on his fingers as the glistening pearl of your aching clit twitching impatiently, begging for any amount of stimulation. And he gave it to you, in the form of a firm slap against your mound. You shrieked in delight, hips jolting forward at the surprise jolt of pleasure that sparked through your system like crackling fireworks. The hot coil knotting in the pit of your stomach winched tighter as he worked open the zipper of his pants, dragging it down with a flick of his wrist. His other hand pawed at the round globes of your ass cheeks as he worked to free his cock from the confines of his pants. He admired the way the flesh squished under the firm touch of his hand, calloused and scarred hands pawing at your pliant body like a needy cat pining for your attention. A pang of jealousy curled in the pit of his stomach as your tight hole squeezed around the butt plug stuffing you full, the toy sparkling under the dim light as it taunted him. He was scathing jealous of any toy that occupied the space in your body that was his job to ruin.

You squeaked as he landed a rough slap to your rump, the surprise stinging more than the hit as your skin rippled under the hit of his hand. A lazy smirk crawled over his lips as he slapped your backside again, your voice ringing in his ears like a chime from a shimmering bell as his cock jumped in anticipation. He found the discarded bottle of lube buried in the sheets, popping the lid off and allowing the cool contents to pour into the palm of his hand. Your blood simmered with elation, your body thrumming at the sharp inhale of breath that Blade took as his hand wrapped around hardened warmth and he slicked up his cock. Your legs trembled, knees shuffling closer together as you ached to press your sticky thighs together and alleviate the dull build up in your core. Blade idly pinched the skin of your hip between his fingers, nails leaving behind crescent shaped indents as you mewled beneath him.

"Don’t touch yourself" he warned. "Not until I say so."

Your head felt dizzy and stuffed full of cotton but his words stuck as you nodded in response, a small rush of air blowing past your lips and flicking sweaty strands of hair out of your eyes. You wiggled your hips once more, only halting in your movements when Blade grabbed the base of the butt plug and started to remove it from you. You moaned loudly as inch by thick inch it was slowly pulled away, the lube coating it helping to ease it out as it was pulled from you with a slick pop. You could feel both your holes clenching around nothing and you were desperately aching to be filled. You didn’t care which hole or wet orifice he chose. You just needed him inside of you now. Blade grabbed the base of his cock and guided himself, the weeping head of his cock rubbing between the cleft of your ass cheeks before his hips pressed forward.

A shuddering moan fell from your lips as you twisted your fingers between the sheets, nails threatening to rip holes into the fabric as Blade’s cock slowly pierced you. Even with so much lube, the tight hole of your ass was a tight squeeze. You struggled to keep your eyes from rolling into the back of your head, a constellation of crystalline tears clinging to the edges as Blade bullied his cock into such a tight space. Your legs started to wobble like jelly, knees weak and breath stolen from your lungs. Your pulse was throbbing violently in your head and your hips started to shake from the discomfort. You only managed to catch your breath when Blade came to a stop, not even half of his cock inside of you and unable to go further. But it was more than enough for both of you.

"So…fucking tight" Blade grunted.

Every fraying nerve in your body was tingling like a live wire as Blade pulled back, only to slowly sink back in with a loud and wet squelch that made the tips of ears burn. You moaned beneath him, your hips canting forward and hungry pussy clenching around nothing as your neglected clit throbbed. The pillow supporting your hips was drenched with a combination of your combined slick, the wet material sticking to your stomach. Blade placed a hand beside your head for leverage, his other curling around your hip as he rocked your body back into him. Soft grunts and growls stirred in his throat as he watched the hypnotic sway of your body, his senses slowly becoming dull from the sweet allure of your body. His pace was torturously slow, in no rush to have you careening over the edge of bliss. You were left to feel every slow and sensual drag of his cock through your soused walls, fat globs of lube beading down the sides of his thick cock as you were passionately fucked open. The sheets beneath you somehow ended up between your teeth, drowning in a pool of your saliva as the knot in your stomach throbbed.

"Blade" you whined. "Missed you. Missed you so much."

The hand placed beside your head moved, fingers threading through your long locks of hair and gently tugging on the roots. Your scalp prickled from the pleasant, low sting of pain as a shiver crawled down your back, the sensation only adding fuel to the blaze fire swirling in your stomach. You mewled again, voice echoing around your stuffy bedroom as Blade hushed you, voice an oddly soothing balm whose tone could usually cut as deep as a knife.

"I know" he replied. "I…longed for you too."

Blade could feel his tongue start to twist as he tried to force the words out. Too much was happening for him to focus. He missed you too yet he couldn’t find the right words. And all his body wanted to do was ravish you and leave a mark upon you to remind him where home was. If he could dig under your skin and bury himself there, he would. A loud snarl tore from his throat as your body clenched around him. He couldn’t keep edging either of you like this. The desire to have you screaming and writhing in ecstasy beneath him as he buried his claws and fangs in you was too strong, clouding any sense of judgement or rationale. You were both so close and he could almost taste your cloying release on the tip of his tongue.

"Touch yourself" Blade commanded. "Now."

You were quick to obey, shaking hand darting between your slick thighs as you rubbed the slippery button of your pretty clit sitting at the top of your pussy. Stars wavered in your vision and you had to screw your eyes shut against the onslaught, the bud of your clit shrieking as you rubbed it in small, tight circles. A salacious moan of his name tumbled from your mouth, heat boiling in your belly as your fingers messily rubbed the nerve of your clit raw. You came undone as Blade’s cock slipped just a little bit deeper inside of you, the burning coil in your stomach shattering into million tiny fragments as your pussy spasmed and your veins were flooded with white, hot relief. Your slick juices squirted from the wet seam of your cunt in a rush, staining Blade’s toned thighs in a rush of translucent threads that made him snarl and gnash his teeth together. You squeezed around him so tight he was almost convinced you were going to strangle his cock. He was able to coax his cock out of you, his cock hot and throbbing against the small of your back as he rutted his hips, trapping his cock between the soft cheeks of your ass as he came undone. You whined as thick spurts of his boiling hot seed smeared against your smouldering skin, fingers still lazily working the nub of your clit as the pleasure did a victory lap around your body.

You collapsed, unable to keep yourself up any longer as Blade soon followed after. You tangled together in a sweaty, pile of limbs, the material of Blade’s clothes dragging coarsely over your sensitive skin. You hummed in content as Blade brushed your hair away from the nape of your neck, teeth gnawing on your skin as he left fresh imprints of his teeth in your skin. You were so pleasantly weak underneath the heavy press of his body, his boiling hot cock still hard and sandwiched between your plush thighs as he rutted against you like an animal, the at head of his cock sliding against the sticky hood of your clit. His arms coiled around your waist as you twisted beneath him, cock dragging through your creamy folds and drowning the messy seam of your cunt with another sticky load that had your stomach knotting again. You purred his name as he continued to lavish your neck with attention, biting and sucking marks that would bloom into a garden of bruises in only a few, short hours. You blindly reached behind you, cradling the back of his head as he nudged his nose into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin and turning the tips of your fingers numb when he said your name with a sultry purr.

"We need to make up for lost time."

#my writing #request #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr blade #hsr blade x reader #blade x reader #x reader #fem!reader

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mspaintbladie · 3 days

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it's pride month, abandon your body to become a blade

#doodle #shitposting #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr blade #mochi's art #happy pride month everyone

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incorrectstarrailquotes · 2 days

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Yingxing: Dan Feng! I can't do this stupid math!

Dan Feng: What’s the math problem?

Yingxing: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes divide the legs, and hope we don’t multiply.

Baiheng, covering Jing Yuan's ears, while Jingliu smacks Yingxing upside the head: Not going to lie that was hella smooth.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail incorrect quotes #hsr blade #hsr dan feng #hsr baiheng #hsr jingliu #hsr jing yuan #renfeng #posted during version 2.2

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karmapasta05 · 2 days

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#hsr fanart #blade hsr #hsr blade #jing yuan #jingren #fanart

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theactualsunshinechild · 20 hours

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My brain has been full of Dan Heng dynamics lately. Dan Heng is running out of hands for all these men he's pulling.

He's got a traumatic kill or be killed situationship with his past life's ex husband

He's got a general who was crushing on his last life now re-meeting and re-crushing anew on him

He's got some guy (or gal) he picked up off the ground on the space station with a bomb in his chest who keeps bringing him literal trash and stealing books and burrowing into his heart

And now he's got a depressed cyborg cowboy criminal with a swearing problem on that ride or die attitude for him and trying to ride him about it now that they've gotten past the classic held at gunpoint greeting.

Unmatched rizz, and he asked for none of it.

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr dan heng #dan heng #hsr boothill #boothill #bootheng #hsr jing yuan #jing yuan #jingheng #hsr blade #renheng #hsr trailblazer #hsr caelus #caeheng

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renhengposts · 2 days

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The delulu is deluluing (happy pride!)

#honkai star rail #hsr #dan heng #hsr blade #renheng #renheng.txt #hoyoverse #meme #i posted it on twt originally #but have it here too

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lilliangst · 3 days

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what’s this? a preview?? for a honkai star rail MASQUERADE ZINE?? PREORDERS OPEN?? RIGHT NOW?? AND I DESIGNED GOWNS AND SUITS FOR 9 CHARACTERS?? WHHAATTT??

LINK DOWN BELOW?.???

https://hsrmasquerade.bigcartel.com/

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121231212i · 15 hours

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Honkai: Star rail | Blade

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai: star rail #hsredit #honkaiedit #hsr blade #blade hsr #blade #chibi #I FINALLY MAKE A CHIBI GIFSET FOR HIM #my silly #*my edits

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sealedterror · 2 days

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Stellaron Hunters and Astral Express Parallels

So, I've noticed that the Stellaron Hunters are basically a darker, murdery, and morally grey parallel version of the more heroic Astral Express, with every member mirroring another from the other group. Two sides of the same coin, if you will. First thing I'd like to point out, both factions don't really follow any current aeon. They "follow" (very loose term here) the missing-in action Akivili and the "Destiny" that Elio forsees. Both factions also are deeply involved with Stellarons(we encounter a stellaron on every planet, the Stellaron Hunters hunt them. Obviously) Here's some similarities I've thought of between the members and some theories based off each other: !!SPOILERS AHEAD!!

Dan Heng and Blade:

Both from Xianzhou,

Immortal in some way(Blade's self-regenerating and Dan Heng's reincarnations)

Same gender

Dan heng's five star form enhances his basic attack, like Blade, who I BET was ALSO a four star before the mara and Jing Liu incident

Similar age? Don't really know exact timeline between them

Both feature flowers in their gameplay(lotus flowers and spider lilies)

Himeko and Kafka:

Both intelligent women

The pseudo-moms of their faction.

I might be pulling out of my ass here, but I'd like to point out that both of them use both a ranged weapon(Himeko's laser and Kafka's gun) and also a melee weapon(Kafka's katana and Himeko's grator).

Since they are each others parallel, I'd like to make the assumption that since Himeko was the first one to join the Astral Express, that Kafka was the first one to join Elio. It just fits with the known info we have and clears up any ambiguity, but you don't have to strictly adhere by it lol.

Pom Pom and Elio

"Animals" yeah right

The being who leads their group in the direction wanted(conducter, scriptwriter, best destiny, best path to blaze)

You assume they are the cute mascot at first, but then there is something...exceptional about them, that you can't quite pin down.

Both are sentient and can presumably talk(Elio might just write to communicate, how would that work though? Toe beans? Meow to text? Lmao)

Wait....with synestheia beacons that's actually very possible. Oh god

March 7th and Silver Wolf(HEAR ME OUT)

The trendy, youthful girl of the group

....Use of technology?

yeah i got nothing BUTBUTBUT

March 7th's mysterious pasttttt. Like, the similarities between Danheng and Blade weren't revealed until his five star form was revealed and I'm making the theory that when March 7th's mysterious past is revealed, the similarities between her and Silver Wolf will appear!!!!

So Silver Wolf is from Punklord, is extremely accomplished and powerful, chaotic neutral with a sense of wanderlust. I don't know much about her(don't have her character/character story) so I can't say much more, but what I do know seems pretty plausible for March's former self.

It supports my theory that March 7th's five star form will be Nihility. Imbibiter Lunae was Destruction, like Blade. The memokeeper in March's quest said her past would "only bring her pain". How nihilistic is that? Either way, I'm definitely pulling xD

Stelle/Caleus and Firefly/Sam(the best for last ;)

So this is the one that really cemented this theory into my mind. So far, you might have noticed that every member's mirror image is the same gender(with the exception of Catlio and PomPom, I'll talk about it in the comments). But Trailblazer has TWO genders/personas. You know who ALSO has two genders/personas?FIREFLY/SAMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some theory and more similarities between them

They both are the explosive power powerhouse of their group(Stellaron and Sam's firepower)

Both pretty smart(dubious) and funny(hilarious, the both of them)

They both eat questionable things...Trailblazer's trash consumables and Firefly's woodchip Oak Cake(seriously, read the description, do they have iron stomachs or something??)

...So they might have iron stomachs.

Both were presumably artificially made. We know Firefly/Sam is(born to fight in a war) and the Trailblazer is a vessel of a Stellaron. There has to be some funky, wonky, genetic/biological makeup for that.

Welt Yang and no one lmao

Lonely ass old man, no ship?(making the no bitches face)

Anyway, I presume he doesn't have any parallel bc he's from another universe. I don't know much cause I haven't played Honkai Impact. Something about a comic and "herscherr"? Idrk but. I suppose Luocha could join the Stellaron Hunters. That would be crazy as hell and if it happens I CALLED IT, but it probably won't. Probably.

There is also the theory Sunday joined the Stellaron Hunters. It's honestly really interesting and if that's true.....Welt Yang and Sunday don't have any similarities so that's tossed out the window. So, that only leaves the possibilty that we will have a mirrored someone of Sunday joining the Astral Express in the future. That would be INSANE but fun as hell like, can you imagine?

So this concludes my rant, are you convinced yet ;)? It's really interesting that the two factions mirror each other so deeply. I am getting the message that, whatever our fates are, they are deeply intertwined.

Thanks a bunch for reading this far and please, let me know what you think! May the Trailblaze be with you....or something lol

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