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narachilde · 11 months

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you and i, beneath the stars.

(gentle!blade x gender neutral reader)

scenario: you seek blade out in the alchemy commission after he disappears for some time to himself. it turns into an opportunity to deepen your bond with him.

tags: fluff..? i still don’t know how to tag this, slowburn-esque, not proofread. gentle blade, you are helping blade heal. au where he can walk around on the xianzhou without getting arrested immediately.

words: 855

notes: can be read as a standalone or as a sequel to a midnight stroll. doesn’t explicitly reference the events of that one and you definitely won’t notice if you didn’t read it but i wrote it so that if you’re coming from that one it also transitions well into this one. this one is exploring the slow but steady pace at which blade is learning to trust you. once again wrote it quickly so sorry it isn’t that long. enjoy!

it was rare that blade ever left where you were staying at on his own. he didn’t like unnecessary encounters, and your outings with him were more than enough to meet his quota for going outside on the xianzhou. but once in a while if you couldn’t find him indoors, you knew where you could look.

much of the luofu was made of stone, making it difficult to find patches of nature that weren’t strategically placed in commercial areas. but if you went to quieter commissions like the alchemy commission, you could find smaller fields of grass in tranquil corners where few frequented.

more often than not, that was where you could find blade.

you figured he would be going out on his own again soon. since your last outing, he had been quieter than usual. you knew he had a lot on his mind. and with recent events, you could tell he was particularly perturbed. so when you came back and there was no sign of him at your hideout, you went straight for the alchemy commission.

were you stepping out of line? perhaps. blade was someone tormented by betrayal. a betrayal so grand that centuries later it still lingered. it showed itself in his mind, in his demeanor, and in his skin. yet who could fault him for that? even the abundance was powerless against wounds of the heart. and for blade, those would be the only wounds that mattered for eternity. how could the gestures of a short life species like yourself possibly begin to bring comfort to the ages of pain he was handling? could you ever help him seek something other than death?

you knew the answer to that was no. no matter how impactful you were in his life, death had been his only driving goal for centuries. perhaps it was impossible to change his goal, but you could at least try to make the time he spent with you more pleasant. a time that he wouldn’t be forced to spend alone, where he could finally rely on someone again. even if he had his doubts, in your soul you knew you would never betray him. you were willing to show him your sincerity for as long as you were around him.

you found him in the alchemy commission lying atop a field of grass, gazing up at the stars. though he was known for his ruthlessness, you knew better than most that he too was no stranger to sentimentality. you approached him quietly, not daring to disturb his thoughts. despite your efforts, it was easy for him to recognize you.

“i didn’t think you’d come out here.” he commented. his voice was soft, as it usually was when he wasn’t feeling slighted.

“i’ll always come check on you.” you replied in earnest. you were learning that if you wanted him to trust you, you had to be direct- even if that wasn’t your usual way of doing things.

blade hummed in a way that told you he didn’t quite believe you, but you couldn’t blame him. after everything, it wasn’t surprising that he had trouble coming to terms with your lack of ulterior motives.

so the two of you sat in silence, staring at the stars. your gaze traveled to him every so often, lingering on his solemn demeanor. you wanted so badly to know what he was thinking. you wanted to be able to comfort him better, but you dared not to push him away. you knew he would retreat if you were too forward or too insistent. so you accepted the silence, hoping your presence was enough to somewhat comfort his pain.

time passed. as your eyes flickered to him once more, you realized he had closed his own eyes, his breathing steady beneath the moonlight. you couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips- he was so gentle like this. without thinking you brought a hand to his hair, softly playing with it.

if blade was bothered, he didn’t say a word of it. instead, you were surprised when he leaned into it. it was a small movement, almost indiscernible, but you knew him. such a small movement brought you such a great joy, and you continued playing with his hair without complaint. maybe—just maybe—he was opening up to you more than you thought.

more time passed and eventually he began to sit up. trying not to reveal your disappointment, you let your hand rescind from his hair. now upright, blade stared at you with his usual gaze- soft but guarded. he opened his mouth as though he had something to say, but no words came out. he shook his head, settling for a “let’s go.”

so you got up with him, following him back to where your group was staying. what he had to say remained a mystery to you, but you didn’t miss the way he walked closer to you on the way home. and once again, you allowed yourself the privilege of hope.

a hope that maybe a deeper bond between the two of you wasn’t so far off after all.

#narawrites #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr blade #blade #blade x you #blade x y/n #blade x reader #blade is soft #and anguished #you help blade heal #i’m trying to portray a healing process w these fics

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butchfalin · 7 months

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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

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jesusdeadbeatdaughter · 4 months

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In what world is taylor swift considered a tortured poet? Tortured is burroughs on heroin, is sylvia's head in the oven, is hunter s thompsons sheer lunacy, is lynch saying he'll shoot himself if he forgets a good idea, is bukowski being a deadbeat misogynist fuck up, is a beat poet in psychosis, is 27 club, is junkie scholar, is manic depressive diagnoses, is active drug dependency, is suicidal ideations. For a beloved world famous white girl popstar to take on the title of the tortured poet is the ultimate bastardization of the tortured poet...

#so so many others immortalized in art bc of their common anguish... none of which is billionaire mainstream americas sweetheart!#so many artists more qualified for the title who didnt even proclaim themselves as such...

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sheikfangirl · 3 months

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Tears of the hero 💔

That **** cut scene!! Look, BoTW had already broke me...HARD. But Tears of the Kingdom ripped my heart out and crushed their cigarette on it after taking a puff.

At that exact moment, Link becomes a sleep-deprived mad man on a quest for revenge, fueled by his rage and despair.

Needless to say I went John Wick on Ganondorf's @$$ . Gloom hands? I eat them for breakfast.

#my art #drawing ugly crying is HARD #cue Muse's Butterflies & Hurricanes #legend of zelda #breath of the wild #tears of the kingdom #zelink #light dragon #loz fanart #zelda fanart #botw #totk #totk link #loz totk #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda fanart #Primal scream of anguish and pain #i DONT CARE if ganon is "hot! This is PERSONAL!

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violottie · 3 months

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"A Palestinian father loses his temper while bidding farewell to his son who was killed in the Israeli bloodbath last night in Nusseirat refugee camp, central Gaza Strip" from Wissam Nassar, 16/Mar/2024:

#the anguish.... this torment must end #human rights #human lives #palestinian lives matter #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #i stand with palestine #rafah #save rafah

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tiresomespaceplant · 6 months

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thinks about martin blackwood for the 1892938th time

#if i think about it too hard and im like 'fuck (anguish)'#here's a personal depiction and a sort of test run after seeing fanon depictions #i just ran with the idea that you can't see them but feel them #(and also the idea that the fear is comforting bc it wants you there)#the magnus archives #the magnus archives fanart #tma #tma fanart #martin blackwood #fanart #*boop* art

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specialagentartemis · 1 year

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in middle school during my Intense Greek Mythology Phase, Artemis was, as you can likely guess, my best girl. Iphigenia was my OTHER best girl. Yes at the same time.

The story of Iphigenia always gets to me when it's not presented as a story of Artemis being capricious and having arbitrary rules about where you can and can't hunt, but instead, making a point about war.

Artemis was, among other things--patron of hunting, wild places, the moon, singlehood--the protector of young girls. That's a really important aspect she was worshipped as: she protected girls and young women. But she was the one who demanded Agamemnon sacrifice his daughter in order for his fleet to be able to sail on for Troy.

There's no contradiction, though, when it's framed as, Artemis making Agamemnon face what he’s doing to the women and children of Troy. His children are not in danger. His son will not be thrown off the ramparts, his daughters will not be taken captive as sex slaves and dragged off to foreign lands, his wife will not have to watch her husband and brothers and children killed. Yet this is what he’s sailing off to Troy to inevitably do. That’s what happens in war. He’s going to go kill other people’s daughters; can he stand to do that to his own? As long as the answer is no—he can kill other people’s children, but not his own—he can’t sail off to war.

Which casts Artemis is a fascinating light, compared to the other gods of the Trojan War. The Trojan War is really a squabble of pride and insults within the Olympian family; Eris decided to cause problems on purpose, leaving Aphrodite smug and Hera and Athena snubbed, and all of this was kinda Zeus’s fault in the first place for not being able to keep it in his pants. And out of this fight mortal men were their game pieces and mortal cities their prizes in restoring their pride. And if hundreds of people die and hundred more lives are ruined, well, that’s what happens when gods fight. Mortals pay the price for gods’ whims and the gods move on in time and the mortals don’t and that’s how it is.

And women especially—Zeus wanted Leda, so he took her. Paris wanted Helen, so he took her. There’s a reason “the Trojan women” even since ancient times were the emblems of victims of a war they never wanted, never asked for, and never had a say in choosing, but was brought down on their heads anyway.

Artemis, in the way of gods, is still acting through human proxies. But it seems notable to me to cast her as the one god to look at the destruction the war is about to wreak on people, and challenge Agamemnon: are you ready to kill innocents? Kill children? Destroy families, leave grieving wives and mothers? Are you? Prove it.

It reminds me of that idea about nuclear codes, the concept of implanting the key in the heart of one of the Oval Office staffers who holds the briefcase, so the president would have to stab a man with a knife to get the key to launch the nukes. “That’s horrible!,” it’s said the response was. “If he had to do that, he might never press the button!” And it’s interesting to see Artemis offering Agamemnon the same choice. You want to burn Troy? Kill your own daughter first. Show me you understand what it means that you’re about to do.

#Electra was my other other best girl #I also stan Clytemnestra #love this murder family of women getting revenge in anguish for their loved ones they will never get back #tagamemnon #Greek Mythology #iphigenia #Trojan War #House of Atreus #long post

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tagerrkix · 8 months

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