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For the event, Nanook with Augst 8 but instead reader is the one got hurt

❀ ˎˊ- prompts: They come home beaten, bloody, and bruised. ❀ ˎˊ- 1k followers event ❀ ˎˊ- character: nanook ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: implications of physical violence, mentions of bruises and blood, nanook is scary ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: im scared of nanook but also incredibly attracted to them ALSO WHAT IS IT WITH YALL AND ASKING TO GET BEAT UP /LHJ but ykw i know u asked for angst but i kinda made it fluffy imsorry. not really satisified w how this ended but i think its okay

Honestly, whoever did this to you was an idiot.

It was one thing to antagonize the lover of the Destruction. It was another to physically hurt them.

So either your assaulter had a death wish, or a severe deficit in braincells. Although, you weren't too keen on the idea of just running to your lover - knowing them, Nanook would break all of hell loose, giving them a fate worse than death itself.

You sighed to yourself as you rubbed at your cheek, which had already begun to bruise. Thankfully, you weren't hurt too bad, so you could probably just brush it off with a few bandages and ointment. All you had to do was to hope that Nanook wasn't home today.

But of course, fate wasn't on your side.

The second you opened the door to your shared room with the Aeon, what greeted you was a sight of Nanook in their mortal form, lounging on the bed. They weren't doing anything in particular, simply staring up off into space as golden specks flickered around them like fireflies.

Their eyes flicked to you the moment you walked through the doorway. Slowly, their gaze roamed your body, zeroing in on your injuries - evidence of a fight.

Their expression barely changed, save for the slightest narrowing of their eyes. But the atmosphere immediately dampened, as though a black hole had came and sucked all of the air out of the room. The pressure dropped so quickly that your ears popped, and you winced.

Noticing your discomfort, Nanook immediately snapped out of their momentary rage, and the air went back to normal - only slightly, though.

Wordlessly, they beckoned you towards them with a finger, their right arm open for you. Cautiously, you sat down on the bed, allowing Nanook to wrap their arm around you and pull you close.

They studied your bruise carefully, running their finger across it. Swiping their thumb against it, a bit of their power seeped into you, instantly mending your wound.

"Healed by the Destruction," you couldn't help but muse, leaning your head against their broad shoulder. "How ironic. Aren't all Aeons bound their Paths?"

Nanook only hummed, a deep rumbling in their chest. "I've strayed from my Path twice before. The first was when I fell for you. The second is now. Clearly, the laws of the universe are not as rigid as you make them out to be."

"I guess," you shrugged, closing your eyes. Nanook doesn't breathe, nor do they have a heartbeat, but they are warm. Warmer than a human, more like a flame, if anything. "You're not going to ask who did it?"

"I already know," they merely replied. You couldn't help but feel as though their gaze was quite literally burning into your skin as they stared down at you. "I will take care of them, do not worry."

"Don't overdo it," you sighed, shifting into a comfortable position. "The last time you went after someone who hurt me, you destroyed an entire planet."

"I was killing two birds with one stone," they explained matter-of-factly. You laughed, squinting your eyes at them.

"Mmm, I suppose you were," you admitted. Nanook only smiled briefly before poking your nose.

"You should get go wash up," they advised. "You're filthy."

"Gee, thanks," you scoffed, but stood up regardless. You stretched for a bit, rolling out your shoulders before kissing Nanook on the cheek, and then you were off to the bathroom.

But as you closed shower door, and the Aeon heard water running, Nanook's gaze darkened. They dissipated into golden sparks, the only thing that hinted at their existence being a divot in the bed where they had once laid.

That night, as you peacefully rested, unaware of what was happening, your attacker awoke to flames - dark, dark flames devouring their home world as the Destruction watched from afar, the burning planet resting in their dark hand.

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(hi 🪼 i don't have a good sense of time so if this is way too late please feel free to bat this ask out the window)

can i ask for a nanook w/ prompt n. 5? (romantic) feel free to twist it however you want!!

❀ ˎˊ- prompts: They get caught staring at you. ❀ ˎˊ- 1k followers event ❀ ˎˊ- character: nanook ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: none ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: I'M ASSUMING U MEANT FLUFF SO THATS WHAT IM GOING W BC ITS CUTE !!! imma be honest im really bad at ending stuff so im not too happy w the ending here, but i hope u liked this !!

For such a violent Aeon, Nanook was a quiet soul.

Many of your conversations were one-sided, with you rambling about your day while Nanook merely listened and observed, occasionally playing with your hair or poking at you - much like a cat, you'd often say. Whenever you mentioned that to them, they'd only respond with a comforting rumbling of their chest, which was their version of a chuckle.

You laid on your side in their large palm, the Aeon currently occupied with other matters - most likely implanting another Stellaron in some unfortunate planet. Rings of molten gold glowed above you, some of that glowing liquid dripping down in waterfalls of melted metal. But you paid no matter to that.

Instead, you focused on tracing lines on the Aeon's palm, fascinated with the folds and scars that spanned over their dark skin. Beneath those thin stretches of skin glowed the golden blood of Nanook, much like a lantern. When you pressed your ear against them, you could briefly feel a pulsing beat against your head - Nanook's heartbeat.

You hummed to yourself, a sweet melody drifting through the endless void. When Nanook was busy, it was in your best interest to keep quiet. Any distractions, and Nanook might accidentally kill you instead of a planet (it's happened before).

It took a few moments of pure silence before you noticed a pair of eyes trained on your body. Knowing that there was only one other person in this space, you rolled over to meet Nanook's gaze.

You couldn't see the entirety of Nanook's body from where you were, but you didn't mind. The honey-like amber of Nanook's eyes was enough to enrapture you - no matter how many times you saw it, you were fascinated by their beauty each time.

The Aeon rested their head on one of their hands, leaning into their palm as they watched you - a hint of fondness making its way onto their expression.

You smiled cheekily up at the Aeon whose name sparked fear into the hearts of countless.

"Enjoying the view?" you teased. Nanook raised a brow.

"And if I am?" they mused. Their voice was low, yet unbelievably loud. It rumbled throughout the galaxy, both soothing and overwhelming to your ears.

Rather than replying, you sat up and beckoned towards them, making grabbing motions with your hands. Obliging, Nanook lifted you to their face so that you could touch them.

Their skin was warm like a fireplace under your skin. Nanook's eyes fluttered closed as you kissed their nose and nuzzled against them. A smile flickered onto their lips, but it was gone as fast as it had come.

"You know," you hummed, "for an Aeon of Destruction, you're awfully gentle."

"Only for you."

You chuckled, pressing your forehead to theirs as they tilted their head down. "Quite adorable too."

You didn't see it, but you knew Nanook was rolling their eyes at you. But you didn't really care. All that mattered right now was this moment, a silent yet intimate night among the cosmos.

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play wrestling — blade.

Embarrassment doesn’t find you easily.

To experience embarrassment implies a degree of self-awareness. While you possess some, it’s decreased significantly compared to your earlier years. Such is the natural progression of life. This is why you felt free to act on a little impulse, initially uncaring of how it’d reflect on you.

However, faced with two eyes as crimson as freshly spilled blood, you can’t help but do some reassessing.

“… What are you doing?” Blade asks, dryly. You feel the low rumble of his baritone voice against your palms, which you’ve splayed against his chest. His neutral countenance doesn’t give much away. According to your peer-reviewed scientific analysis, he alternates between three expressions — apathy, irritation, and wrath. There is an additional secret one for when it’s just the two of you and he doesn’t think you’re looking.

From what you can tell, you’ve landed yourself on the apathetic side of the spectrum. You can work with that. You’ll commit to the bit.

“Besting an intergalactic criminal in combat, obviously,” you scoff, faking a bravado you don’t have.

“Hm.”

“…”

“…”

Is he not going to do anything to free himself from this position?!

Blade had silently slid himself next to where you sat on the floor, playing with your phone. This unique opportunity activated a primal part of your brain that probably should’ve stayed in the vault. You wrangled him down. Now, he’s lying flat on his back, with you sitting victorious atop his lower abdomen. Long strands of his black hair fall along his side, painting a pretty picture. You suppress the urge to run your hands through his silky locks. That can come later, you have an objective to achieve.

“Are you finished?”

“Wh— well, no,” you frown. And here you thought he might indulge you. “You have to, y’know, fight back…?”

He raises an eyebrow and you want to groan.

“But I’d win.”

The declaration is made like it’s a foregone conclusion. Which, if you’re being honest, isn’t wrong. Still, he should give you some credit. You can hold your own in a fight! Maybe you’re not waving-around-a-three-thousand-pound-ancient-sword good, but you’re decent enough. He’s no fun. Kafka would’ve played around with you.

“How can you be so sure— eek!”

He grabs you by the shoulders and flips you around, reversing your position. Despite the immense speed he used, your head doesn’t hit the ground hard like it should’ve. He cushioned the impact by essentially cradling the back of your head with his hand. This is why you never believe him when he denies being a ‘secret softie.’ You know the truth.

“This is how,” he says.

You pout. “Did I at least put up a good fight?”

His silence speaks volumes.

After getting his fill of how nice you look beneath him, he climbs off you. The second you’re no longer restrained, you begin your counterattack. You lunge at him, intending to pin him down, only to feel the cool leather of his gloves against your wrists. You struggle valiantly to regain your freedom. All this does is amuse him further.

“We’re pretty evenly matched, right?” You ask, beginning to grow breathless from the energy you’re exerting.

The corners of his lips twitch upward.

“Mhm. Right.”

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x : BANDAGED HEART :*+ﾟ

in which: blade finds out you're injured and can't contain his anger.

warnings: gn!reader x protective!blade, fluff, mentions of blood and injuries, 'who did this to you?' trope with blade LOL, slight manhandling, did i mention that he's protective?

a/n: blade debut, omg? this sucks btw but this was inspired by this comic that i saw the other day :> it just reminded me that the 'who did this to you' trope existed and i went YES and took my own spin onto it so, i hope you enjoy!

the smell of antiseptic wafts heavily through the air, bandages sit tightly rolled beside you, and you hiss at the sting of the antibacterial ointment slathered over the open wound on your arm. 

it hurts. 

blinking the tears away and gritting your teeth to bear with the pain, you reach for the unused roll, clumsily unravelling them with shaking hands and a blurring vision.

“oi.” a raspy voice from behind catches you off guard and you turn around from where you’ve seated yourself in the corner of the medical wing, having helped yourself to a supply of ointment and bandages. 

a familiar swordsman and fellow coworker towers above you, glowering at you through the streaks of his bangs. maybe if you weren’t on the verge of fainting, you’d have the energy to fear him.

“oh, it’s just you,” you mutter, “can i help you?”

his eyes glance you up and down, as if scanning you for any indication of misadventure. feeling uneasy under the intensity of his gaze, you return to trying to rip the bandages with bare hands since you had not brought scissors or even a blade with you in your haste. 

feeling the blood from your wound drip down your arm and onto the floor beneath you, you cringe, hurrying up so you don’t make a mess. this whole patching-yourself-up-thing should have been easy, but without something sharp and half your strength evaporated after a gruesome mission, it was much harder than usual. 

the growing frustration you were feeling was not offering much aid either, and with blade practically towering over you, you try not to let your fluctuating anger overwhelm you. 

aeons, it was as if you were sent on this mission with elio praying for your downfall. you’re lucky that you managed to get out with only a scratch on your arm and a missing weapon. it’s going to be hard finding a replacement for it, but when you just looked death in the face, you can’t say you have much to complain about that a weapon was the only thing you lost. 

suddenly, two hands sneak underneath your arms to lift you up, breaking your train of thought with a tight, unforgiving grip as you’re effortlessly placed onto a hospital bed right beside you. meeting the ruby eyes of the swordsman, your breath lodges uncomfortably in your throat, and you have to rip your gaze away from him; the intensity would paralyse you otherwise. 

“where are you hurt?” he asks, sounding more like a demand than a question. 

“i can do it myself,” you grumble. blade takes the bandage out of your hands, holding back your wrist that instinctively reached out to grab it back. the glare he shoots you from the corner of his eye placates any complaint you have.

“show me.”

reluctantly, you present your injured arm. he mutters a very quick and quiet ‘stay here’ before stalking off. a faucet is turned on, water begins running from a nearby sink, and blade returns with a wet cloth. 

grabbing your wounded arm, he cleans around the area, rubbing the blood that has trickled down your arm as well. he’s scarily gentle with you, attentive to your every wince and hiss, halting momentarily every time you let a noise slip. 

he makes quick work of patching you up, flawless and effortless in his technique. makes sense, you suppose, since he is covered in these. 

you wonder how many times he’s had to do this on himself. a small part of your heart aches thinking about it.

“thank you,” you whisper when he’s done, gratitude silently swirling inside you. grabbing the bandages and cloth, you slide off onto your feet. “i’ll put these away.” 

stepping in front of you, his body intercepts your path and you’re pressed against the bed, frozen under him. there’s an indescribable look of fury in his eyes, his red eyes seeming even angrier than usual. 

“what happened?” he asks.

you have hold yourself up, suddenly weak in the knees. “just a typical mission, it’s nothing you should worry about.”

the fellow stellaron hunter does not look satisfied with your response. “what do you mean ‘nothing you should worry about’? who did this to you?” he asks, punctuating each word with a dark expression. 

“blade- please, can we not talk about this right now?” you mutter, “i’m tired and i just want to sleep.”

he narrows his eyes. “who. hurt. you?”

“why? what can you do about it now?”

“kill them.”

you scoff. “yeah, right.”

blade wedges a leg between yours, hindering your escape even further by leaning himself closer to you. “i’m serious.”

“so am i. if you’re thinking about hunting them down, then please, don’t bother. let it go.” you mutter.

“but you got hurt.” 

“i get hurt all the time.”

his brows scrunch together, a small indication of the dangerous protectiveness growing within him. you interrupt his train of thoughts, placing a brave hand on his chest; right over his heart. ‘i’m fine. you don’t need to worry about me.”

“i’m not worried,” he grumbles lowly. 

“oh. i see.”

he grabs your hand and takes it away from his chest, holding you gently. “i’m angry that you got hurt.”

you’re speechless, blinking at the swordsman who raises your hand to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of it. it feels like a promise- not that you know what said promise is, but with that look in his eyes, you know it’s not a peaceful one. 

“so why don’t you tell me the truth? who did this to you?”

the answer slips past your lips before you can help it and when the words are spilled, a creeping guilt invades you. whatever he’s planning, you know that bloodshed will follow.

“see, that wasn’t so hard.”

in a blink of an eye, blade is gone, taking the intense pressure with him. he left so quickly that you wonder if he was ever here to begin with. the lingering brush of his lips is the only indication that he was not a figment of your half-aware conscious.  

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he does it so well

summary ⎯ hot things they do.

includes ⎯ dan heng, gepard, blade, sampo, & jing yuan.

tana's words ⎯ struggling with writing requests rn so i wrote something short to clear writer's block. im sorry guys i'll get to them soon i promise 😭

dan heng

⎯ waits for you before turning the page on a book. he notices that you are reading along with him and waits for you to signal that you're ready before carrying on.

⎯ private > public. he will brush your hand in public but he will be all over you in private. instead of only brushing your hand, dan heng will be brushing up on you. more touchy in private than in public.

⎯ pushes the hair out of your face when it's getting in your way. but he does it in a more sensual way. his fingers graze your lips as he agonizingly drags his hand through your hair.

⎯ long day? melts into your body at night. runs his hands up and down your arms as a way to relieve stress?? leans his head into your neck and sighs so dreamily??? like hello?? lips grazing your neck???

⎯ hot morning voice. raspy and rough. also kind of scratchy. when he tells you, "five more minutes," how could you say no to THAT voice? he knows of this effect and makes sure to use it to his full advantage

⎯ very observant. knows everything you like; knows your routines; knows you. he's the first to compliment you if you got a haircut or new outfit/nails/whatever. it always make you blush bc how is he always the first one to figure these things out?!?@#$%

⎯ gets jealous a little too easily. doesn't do anything verbal about it. opts for being a little more touchy than usual. he thinks it's embarrassing and he wants to hide his face into his pillow when you tease him about it.

⎯ lip biter. not when y'all are kissing, but when he tries to hide his smile or his laugh he bites his lip. you find it so cute and you just want to grab him and just connect your lips with his.

⎯ nerd. hot sexy nerd. he'll tell you about animals and mitosis and python and he's just so intelligent. helps you with problem solving things (probably puzzles idk) and he stands/leans over you with his breath dancing on the back of your neck.

⎯ jawline kisser. if he wants something from you he gives chaste kisses to your jawline. he does that when he's bored too ig. very big on jaw kisses and secretly loves when you flush because of them.

gepard

⎯ blushes when you compliment him. he looks so adorable you just wanna pinch his cheeks and smother him. he gets even more embarrassed

⎯ big domestic guy. ntm on casual stuff or situationships. if he wants you, he'll let you know (even if he's blushing his way through it).

⎯ he is not shy. in the beginning he might be a little shy, but later on the relationship he'll get bolder. chaste kisses on the lips becomes long make-out sessions on his bed after a rather tiring day on the front lines. and if he hasn't seen you in a while... i will let you guys interpret.

⎯ leans down to listen to you. he's literally gigantic and when he LEANS DOWN just to hear what you say... and it's so innocent too but the way you look up at him doesn't make it so innocent anymore...

⎯ pins you to the wall on accident. may or may not be inspired by teenage dream. anyway, he does a lot of hot things on accident and doesn't even realize it. so you are trying not to explode while gepard is enjoying his merry day while caging you underneath him.

⎯ acts like a knight since u always make jokes that he's your "knight in shining armor." so dedicated that he kisses your knuckles out of nowhere and it makes you want to FAINT. like you could be reading and (out of nowhere) he takes your hand away from your book and kisses ur knuckles. AND HE HOLDS EYE CONTACT WHILE DOING IT.

⎯ flirty without knowing it. says something cute and flirty but doesn't realize it until you say something. and he says it so calmly too; like drops it into a convo

⎯ runs a hand through your hair before you two sleep. he just wants to keep you close and he just wants to feel you because he never gets to come home often.

⎯ ROLLS UP. HIS SLEEVES. TO HIS FOREARMS. he does this when he's particularly stressed. like come here i can show you a way to destress (i'm so sorry).

blade

⎯ he's only shirtless when YOU are around. he trusts you enough to show all of himself around you. you are reliable and trustworthy enough to be able to know the entirety of him: his body, his mind, his past, etc.

⎯ intensely loyal to you. like if he had to choose between the world and you he would obviously choose you. would do anything for you, would buy anything for you, would steal anything for you: you guys get the gist.

⎯ he's so loving only towards you. silver wolf and kafka like to tease him for it (especially silver wolf... bc how can he play a game with you and not her). he does little things for you, like picking lint off of your outfit or pulling your hair back when you're eating something. or pulling your hair back when you're doing something...

⎯ LOVES when you wear his clothing. his shirt his jacket ANYTHING. whatever it is, he will be going crazy for it. has a thing for when you wear his shirts; you just look so good and you're wearing something that's HIS. not anyone else's; HIS SHIRT.

⎯ has a little possessive streak. it's not a weird and overprotective possessive thing tho. more so, "no silver wolf you are not going to force them to play games with you." maybe it's more overprotective than possessive, but secretly he wants you all to himself and he does NOT want to share.

⎯ speaking of being overprotective, he is also just regular protective. he walks on the side near the road so you don't have to. he grabs your arm to pull you away from something dangerous. he shields you so he'll get hit before you. yk, cute stuff like that. your safety is his priority, no matter what.

⎯ he is the type to be like, "who did this to you??" and he WILL be hunting that person down. but not without urgently caring for you first.

⎯ his touch is so filled with emotion, genuineness, earnestness, and sincere. i hc that blade doesn't have much relationship experience and he isn't very wordy, so when he hugs you or touches you, all of his emotions are poured into his hands/fingers/etc. all of what he feels for you (which is very much) is shown in his physical touch.

sampo

⎯ MANSPREADS. i said it. HE IS A MANSPREADER. elbows resting on top of his knees as he says something super coy or flirty towards you, and sometimes you even have to PHYSICALLY avert your eyes away.

⎯ a tease. if you lean in for a kiss, he'll lean backwards. if he's missing you, his fingertips will dance along the bare skin of your sides, and then he'll pull away to make you want him as much as he wants you. he is so INFURIATING.

⎯ if he flusters you and you blush n try to cover your face with something (literally anything), he'll grab whatever you're holding so he could see your face. to him, you look the prettiest when you're smiley and flustered, such as in those situations.

⎯ if you're going on a long tangent about something, he'll kiss you on your lips randomly. he doesn't mind your rambling, he thinks it's adorable, which is why he does it. it always leaves you with your jaw dropped before you could continue what you were saying.

⎯ the type to lock himself in a closet with you but on accident. you guys don't know how you two even got into that situation, but sampo is with you, so he couldn't be happier. big quality time guy.

⎯ brings you little trinkets or gifts based on his "business" adventures. whenever he sees something, he gets it for you. his mind is usually racing about you anyway, so he can't help himself when he develops a spending problem because of you

⎯ sings with you to songs. you could be singing in the shower and then you hear this agitating, grating voice. he's a terrible singer, but he'll do anything as long as you're there with him, so he sings with you anyway.

jing yuan

⎯ wakes up and the first thing he does is admire you. he studies every single one of your facial features, acting as if he's never seen them before when he wakes up to your face every day. he finds beauty all around you: in your sleeping face, on the bridge of your nose, the pout of your lips when you're asleep. he just loves all of you.

⎯ a flirt and PROUD. he's bold with his quips. not afraid of initiating affection in public but he prefers private which i think is much sexier.

⎯ neck kisser. heavy on neck kisses (especially in the morning). practically an entire body kisser tbh. he can't get enough of you, and in a world where loneliness strives (immortality), he's grateful that he has you for the time being.

⎯ grabs your chin and tilts your head up if he wants you. he doesn't do it forcefully, more like a gentle smush. he locks eyes with you and omfg it makes your heart beat sm. like why are you looking at me LIKE THAT. so sensually or whateva....

⎯ urges you to come closer to him so he can whisper something in your ear. when do you come closer to him, he pulls you by the waist and gets super close to your ear. like lips brushing your ear. and he blows a raspberry in it. so stupid but too lovable.

⎯ lies down in your lap if you two are lounging together. since he's so busy, he doesn't get to lounge around often, so he likes to be as close to you as possible.

⎯ if he wants to kiss you, you will know. not because he'll tell you. but because of the specific LOOK he gives you. his eyes are narrowed under the spell of seduction, focusing only on your lips. his mouth is slightly parted like he is ready to kiss you, and the way he tilts his head down...

⎯ patient for you. will wait for you even when he is dying to feel you once again. he has to deal with yanqing so he holds a lot of patience. but he won't rush you with anything, lets you move at your own pace, and gives you help if needed. overall sweet guy.

i hope this motivates me into finishing my requests

[reyya-rea]

I want Blade relationship hcs right now😡😡 (You can do this if you want)

Blade Relationship Headcanons

blade x reader

summary: what blade acts like when he's in a relationship with you

warnings: physical touch, mentions of food/drinks, probably ooc(?) (im ashamed to admit that im still not done with the belobog arc yet lmao oops)

pretty protective of you, but still makes sure to respect your boundaries and backs off a bit if you tell him to

would kill for you. literally. probably has at least once.

likes teasing you. about anything. likes seeing your flustered expression whenever he does this.

likes giving things to you. whenever he sees something that reminds him of you in a shop he WILL get it for you no ifs ands or buts he WILL give it to you.

also likes doing things for you. he wants you to be able to live a stress-free life, so he takes care of a lot of things on your behalf.

loves giving you forehead kisses. it's probably his favourite place to kiss besides your lips. thinks it's a nice way to show affection for you.

likes cuddles. anytime you two are alone together you bet he's gonna start cuddling you. he'd rather die than admit it tho.

likes listening to your voice. loves whenever you rant about your interests to him, thinks it's cute.

^^also asks you questions about whatever topic it is you're telling him about. loves the way your eyes shine as you tell him every little thing about it.

he's a good cook. he doesn't cook often but you wish he did because the dishes he makes are EXQUISITE.

sometimes if he comes home after a long day he just walks over to you and lays down on your lap. doesn't say anything just. lays there.

you're like his magic stress reliever. he could be having a terrible day and be ready to absolutely destroy a planet but then he sees you and he's instantly happy.

likes complimenting you. he always compliments you in a way that makes you flustered tho. thinks it's cute when a blush takes over your face and you can't form any words.

secretly very affectionate towards you. always wants you to be happy. has a hard time expressing his love for you in public tho.

always makes you a cup of hot cocoa and cuddles you when your sad. he wants to get rid of your negative feelings, and what better way than to make it as cozy as possible for you?

^^always puts marshmallows and whatever else you'd like in your hot cocoa. always acts like it's a coincidence when you notice that the marshmallows are arranged to shape a heart. (it's not a coincidence.)

a/n: blade my beloved,,, he is so fine,,, i promise ill finish belobog soon so that i can meet him,,,, aLSO WERE ALMOST DONE WITH REQUESTS WOOOOOOO

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞

trouvaille [n.] something lovely discovered by chance; a windfall

໒꒱ summary﹕he, a talented painter, can draw you over and over again and never get sick of it. ໒꒱ pairing﹕painter au!blade ໒꒱ warnings﹕this is an au, drabble, fluff, reader implied to be shorter than him, pet name, it may be a little ooc

“Don’t move.”

By the command, you tense up in your position- you are currently wearing a beautiful chiffon dress that dragged on the floor because of its length. With one leg crossed over the other, you are frozen in the uncomfortable stance.

Behind you, beautiful red spider lilies are decorated as the background, the particular flower was often in favor by the man who was present before you.

You watch his bandaged hands move around the canvas with such delicacy that you find it hard that with the same hand, he used to wield a sword. You couldn’t fathom how he would swing such a deadly piece of iron, but he had told you, the bruises and cuts on his body were all history.

“Don’t stiffen up, just loosen. You look incredibly unnatural at the moment.”

“Oh.. sorry.” You quickly apologize and try to loosen up yourself for your lover.

The calm silence settled in like sentimental fog in a rainy day. You smile a little watching him intently working on the canvas. His dark red eyes meet yours at that moment, and he’s quick to tell you- “Hold that expression.”

“This one?” You say, trying not to move your mouth while doing so.

“Yes. It’s perfect. Now don’t talk.”

You do as you’re told, your timeless smile is more beautiful than anything in the world for him. He fervently starts to layer the drawing with light paint. It was a little hard to maintain the uncomfortable and gracious position, but anything for your Blade, you could manage.

He’s a fast painter, you knew- his hands move around the canvas as if fish were swimming in natural circles. And a very talented one too. Albeit most of his paintings had you starring as the protagonist, every single one of them had an unexplainable charm to them that simply allured anyone who dared to approach it. You included. You had fallen for him through his paintings.

Your lips start to twitch because of the desire to talk to him. An artists’ eyes are exquisitely keen however, so he quickly catches on.

“I’m almost done, my lycoris radiata. You can wait a little, right?” his eyes are stern, but his voice is like feathers brushing against your skin.

You compress your will to smile widely at the nickname. Your heart was threatening to escape and explode onto his canvas. His eyes flicker to and fro, playful red wisps dancing in his irises, drawing you in into staring back. You almost get lost in those orbs- but the clatter of a brush against hard surface jolts you back to reality.

“You can step away.”

You do, stretching with an exhausted sigh and your arms tremble along with the white fabric. You eagerly step towards his finished drawing while grumbling. “That pose was so stiff! Do something more comfortable, like laying d…”

Your words are snatched out of your mouth, seeing the painting that was before you. You couldn’t dare tell him to do another pose for his drawings now, because it was so unbelievably perfect.

He had captured the mood and the atmosphere and the red spider lilies that highlighted your white dress, the smallest details gracing the fabric, your smile lighting up the entire painting with your doe eyes shining with love, instantly charming anyone like a siren’s lullaby. The graceful posture and the elegant smile you posed in the canvas would make anyone stop, take a second glance, and take in the masterpiece.

“Blade..” your voice comes out strained, emotions clumping together to create a lump in your throat. You could feel something hot coat your eyes, and you shake it off. They were tears, falling down your cheeks. They were not filled with misery, but filled with bliss.

“What is it, dear? Is the painting not your taste?” He sounds a little concerned, wiping your tears with his paint-stained bandages. You start giggling about how oblivious this man can be, which was an irony compared to the unbelievably detailed paintings he drew.

“No, love. I love it so much. I love you.”

“.. I love you too.” The soft laugh that’s stifled at the end by him crouching down to kiss your forehead is a melody you would cherish forever.

To you; he was a picture-perfect man that the aeons have blessed you with.

To him; you were a painting that was left unrealized by the world despite its beauty- waiting to be completed by the right artist.

Surely, the aeons have painted the paths for both of you to make your fates align.

@doveiscrying - all rights reserved

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cw. clingy blade & sleepy blade, gn! reader

blade craves your attention throughout the entire day, forthrightly, it's written across his entire facial features— his cheeks flushed warm, lips puckered out and pouty, but his expression ever so soft and practically laced in love.

yet beware of difficulties, one second without your unwavering focus on him and blade begins to slowly develop into a clingy baby, begging for your touch.

you catch the smallest possible amount of translucent tremor in his voice, "come back." he speaks, "please."

and seeing him open his arms for you immediately, so you could lean back into his clothed chest allowed your lips to form into a gentle smile— faintly, yet powerful enough to soothe blade‘s heart.

by the time you slant back into him, you place a couple kisses across his face, knowing that he adores whenever you worshipped or appreciated him in that manner— while, something in his chest suddenly unbuckles together with a slight weakening in the knees, like taking a deep breath of real, clean air after being inside all day or drinking a glass of cold water after waking up from an unplanned nap.

"you know we can‘t stay like this forever."

"hmm, interesting." he feigns innocence, his voice has gone husky as he reached up to tenderly cradle your cheek, "because i think we can."

the attempt to reason with your boyfriend was deemed as futile, that much was obvious to you. blade looms over you before entirely crossing the remaining distance of your frames, needful, circling his strong arms just a little tighter until you‘re fully squished into his warm chest, awkwardly tangled under the silky bedsheets.

there‘s more that catches the eye— the slight mint on his breath, the luscious fragrance around his neck area or an indistinct scent of shampoo in his freshly washed hair.

the effect of noticing all those things turned you tired in the end with your eyes lowering at each of blade's heart beats against your squished cheek. on the night where you had originally planned to engage in other activities, you were gradually forgetting about what you had stated earlier and dozed off into a comforting slumber with the man you so deeply treasured.

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JUMPS OUT OF THE TRAMPOLINE HI MARCHIEPIE !!!!!!!! can i request HiMERU + 63 on the kissing prompts ……… i am head over heels for this man. head in hands. thank you so much mwa !!!!!!!!

A/N: RATTLES THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE. HIMERU PLS GIVE ME ONE CHANCE

*ೃ༄ Himeru + 63: Trying to concentrate on a task, but your lover kisses your neck, making your head spin

Tick, tick, tick.

The clock hanging above your desk was the only audible thing in the room, aside from the quiet clicking of your computer keys. You had been working on this assignment given to you for hours. Not once had you gotten up to eat, rest, use the restroom, stretch, or get a drink.

You felt like a robot—mechanical fingers mindlessly clicking the keyboard, eyes made of hollow metal staring into the overly bright screen. Just how long had you been here? You shook the wandering thoughts out of your head, trying your hardest to focus on the task at hand.

After a few more minutes, you heard the door to your bedroom click open, head instinctively whipping around at the sudden noise. Your boyfriend, Himeru, stood at the door.

“Apologies. Himeru was knocking, but it seemed that you didn’t hear. Himeru almost thought you might’ve been asleep.” He sighed, closing the door behind him. The blue-haired man looked at you with such worry, walking closer to your desk.

“I’m sorry, ‘Meru…” You answered looking down at your hands resting in your lap. “Guess I was too focused.”

Your boyfriend chuckled. “It’s alright, you needn’t apologize. Himeru understands.” He watched as you turned your chair back around, scooting closer to the desk and adjusting your laptop screen. “Though, you’re always reminding Himeru not to overwork himself. It seems you might need to take your own advise there, dear. You look exhausted.”

You could only chuckle at his worry. He was completely right to worry about you, of course—but you really needed to complete this assignment. And plus, it’s not like you were far off. You couldn’t lose your momentum now, not when you were so close to the finish line. “I’m okay, really.”

Himeru huffed, placing steady hands on your shoulders, rubbing comforting circles into your skin with his thumbs. You had to admit, it was nice having him there.

“My, you’re so stubborn.” Uttered Himeru, leaning downwards. You could feel his breath on the shell of your ear, effectively raising goosebumps on your arms and neck. “But Himeru still can’t help but admire your drive. It’s quite endearing.”

You felt lucky that you were facing away from him—lucky that he couldn’t see how your face scrunched up at his praise. “However,” He continued, whispering. “You mustn’t work yourself to the bone.”

He finished his words with a tender kiss to your neck. Himeru’s lips were warm and familiar, sighing as he placed another kiss onto a slightly different spot on your neck.

You tried desperately to continue working, but you found yourself making more typos and grammatical errors than usual—which was to be expected when you had a man behind you, kissing your neck and running his hands up and down your arms.

After a few more kisses, you groaned, swiveling your chair around to look at him. “Fine, you got me. I’ll take a break… But it has to be short.”

Himeru smiled, as if proud of himself. “Perfect.”

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AYO SOME MORE RAREPAIR DOODLES BUT WITH AKANENE

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I really want more of Akane and Nene's interactions!! 🥺

They literally have the cutest expressions ;o;;

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akanene enthusiasts were DEPRIVED from the new halloween au SO IM HERE 😤

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wahh the knights producer hc's were so cute!! can u do ones for eden?

you ask ,, and you receive !! ahhh eden in general are pretty tricky for me to write, but hopefully i managed to do them all justice ☆⌒(> _ <) i'm a very big edenp. especially for hiyori and nagisa. although with how many ibara requests i get, he's beginning to grow on me, too ,, (＠＾◡＾) ahh but enough of my babbling. hopefully these are at least passable !! i'm having a lot of fun with the producer headcanons. 'm sorry ,, other requests will be fulfilled soon i promise !!

. . ⇢ producing for eden! ˎˊ˗ ꒰ ✦ ꒱

✦ being eden's producer is a position that you would've had to fight for—perhaps not in a literal sense—but ibara definitely wouldn't let you get the job easily considering how attached he is to the unit. you would've had to jump through metaphorical hoops and prove your capabilities time and time and time again before being offered the opportunity. but once you do get the position .. it would definitely be worth the effort and struggles in the end! (´ ∀ ` *)

✦ they're a very interesting and unique group of people. it might be a little difficult to get used to them at first, but everyone in eden will do their best to make sure you feel welcomed. they try their hardest to make sure you're included and able to do your best work for them! nagisa is always making sure to tell you about anything interesting or new he learns, giving you a detailed explanation about a specific jewel he found in an antique store while he walks with you up the stairs on an occasional morning. it seems like he has an endless fountain of knowledge, and if you mention wanting to acquire a new skill, nagisa is offering to try and find a local class or workshop for the both of you to visit on your next day off!

✦ jun might seem a little standoffish and difficult to approach at first, but once you've been working with eden for a while, his mannerisms become a lot easier to understand. he's very polite and respectful towards you at the beginning—and that doesn't change as time goes on!—but you'll be able to see how jun begins to treat you more casually, sometimes even waiting for you in the building lobby with a drink ready for you whenever you come in for work. and hiyori is never far behind! eden's ball of sunshine and cheer is greeting you every day without fail, bounding over to you and wrapping you up in a hug. do you really~ need to work today? wouldn't it be much more fun to go out shopping with him instead? hiyori is always more than willing to steal you away for a day, especially if he thinks the agency or the other members have been working you too hard recently! (o˘◡˘o)

✦ unsurprisingly, ibara will expect you to be on time every day—to show up no later than the exact minute. but don't let that fool you! he cares about you just as much as the others do and respects you a great amount. he's giving you a call if you're running later than usual, giving you a reminder of the day's strict schedule while simultaneously inquiring after your wellbeing. are you getting to the building safely? does he need to send someone to fetch you? if it's the latter, the other three members of eden will scramble over each other and make it their morning task to see you delivered to the offices in one piece (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧! they might not have the same sort of dynamic as a lot of the units, but they have a dynamic that suits them—a found family relationship suited for each member. and now, you're included in that!

✦ nagisa values your opinion a lot! he's always trying to include you in the things he does, inviting you out for walks in the park while he observes the passers-by and talks to you about something he finds to be interesting. he wants to hear your honest thoughts on everything—a new exhibit in the local museum, or a new curio he managed to acquire, or even his singing! whatever you have to say, nagisa wants to hear it, and he's always offering to keep you company on days when neither of you have a schedule. and if you're going out? consider inviting him along—i promise you that nagisa will be glad to accept! whether you have plans to visit a new cafe or go shopping for a new winter coat, any amount of time spent with you is worthwhile, in his opinion! you might be surprised to receive calls or impromptu visits at odd hours of the day, though, whenever he has something he wants to share with you!

✦ it comes as no surprise that hiyori will immediately take a liking to you, treating you much more like a friend than a work colleague. he might make you run a few small and seemingly useless errands from time to time, but he's also making you promise to tell him if the members of adam give you any grief—he and jun will keep you to themselves for a day if they have to! he's always offering to help you if he sees you struggling with something, too—and over time, it progresses from him doing his 'one good deed of the day' to him genuinely wanting to lessen your workload however he can. and you can bet that hiyori will take you out any opportunity he gets! he's always insisting on taking you shopping with him—he saw the cutest sweater the other day when he was out with the pretty five, and it reminded him of you! you've been needing something new for your wardrobe anyway, haven't you?

✦ jun is also someone who will, over time, begin to open up to you and treat you more like an equal than an idol and a producer—although he can be a bit more subtle about it. he's always looking out for you in his own way, bringing you drinks and snacks from the vending machines or meals from the cafeteria if he thinks you could do with a pick-me-up. he won't leave you be until he's certain that you can handle yourself and reminding you that, although you shouldn't make a habit out of it, it's okay to rely on him every once in a while! and much like nagisa, jun would enjoy having you around in general and hearing your input on his work. he's inviting you to watch him work out at the gym, giving you a small grin in thanks when you toss a towel and a water bottle at him after a particularly gruelling exercise session.

✦ a difficult one to pin down, ibara will want to keep you close, acknowledging your talents and skills as a producer. he's including you on decision making, going through job offers with you for what seems like it could be hours—and he really does listen to your thoughts! ibara can be surprisingly understanding and thoughtful, genuinely considering your views and feelings and building on what you say with his own opinions. he's very much a workaholic and meetings with him can be draining at times, but ibara is also making sure to treat you carefully and insisting that you take proper breaks and rests, that you tell him if you begin to get tired so that he can reschedule the rest for another time. he refuses to let you work as much as he does even if you are eden's producer, and trying to argue with him on the matter will get you nothing but a chauffeur back to your home where you can take the rest of the day off. ( ˙꒳​˙ )

✦ at the end of the day, they all really do appreciate you and the lengths you go to for them! and all of the members are more than willing to pay it back, tenfold. ibara is glaring at anyone who so much as suggests you might be better off working for another unit—they don't know what they're talking about, you're perfect for eden, nobody is allowed to think otherwise. jun is the first one to come to your defense if it looks like you're having a difficult time, and similarly, is the first one to suggest taking it easy if you don't look too well. is there anything you need? you'll just have to say the word, and he's getting it for you!

✦ nagisa is asking for your assistance with things that he might otherwise not think twice about—your work ethic has inspired him to try harder, and he trusts you to always do your best! he's also bringing you various eclectic gifts—a miniature fossil from a historical-themed gift shop, or a little spirit level keychain that he thinks might assist you in daily life. hiyori is much the same, except presents from him tend to be a lot more expensive! a luxury brand coat for winter is being flung around your shoulders one morning, or an entire bulk shipment of your favourite coffee beans is being delivered to your doorstep—he spares no expense when it comes to you!

✦ slightly exaggerated bonus: if you don't want four immensely worried and incredibly impulsive men barging into your home at five in the morning, then you'd better hope you never fall ill! catching so much as a common cold is enough to send eden into a frenzy (mostly hiyori, who proclaims that he simply can't go on knowing you're unwell) and they're doing whatever they can to make sure you feel better quickly! nagisa is bringing remedies and cures that he found out about in an obscure medical journal and ibara is content to bring his workload to your kitchen, to sit and type away on his laptop at your table so that he can both scold you for falling ill in the first place and make sure that you're not secretly working when you should be staying in bed. jun will flick your forehead, calling you stupid (affectionately) for not taking proper care of yourself—but he's also running to the store if there's anything you mention needing, coming back with an entire shelf worth of medications and everything he thinks would help. aren't they just the greatest? (´ ω `♡)

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if it doesn't bother you too much, could I ask you dating HiMERU headcanons?

HiMERU on a date ☆

i've already made some HiMERU headcanons here so i'll just make some HiMERU on a date headcanons if thats alright with you! you can always request again if you had something else in mind ♪

maybe he's not a big fan of displaying affection publicly. holding your hand and quick pecks on the cheeks are the most he can do when you're on a date outside—nothing too intimate!

although, when you do decide to stay inside and cuddle up together.. he'll soften up a little <3 you'd melt in his arms as he runs his fingers through your hair, breathy praises spilling from his mouth~

just imagine sitting beside each other in a cafe, resting your head on his shoulder as he sips on his drink <3 it's always moments like these where you wished time would stop!

he'll tease you sometimes. he enjoys the face you make when he whispers sweet nothings to your ear, chuckling and patting your head.

"fufu, what a rare sight, seeing you all flustered and shy from HiMERU's little remarks~"

cheeks flushed red—all you could do was cup your face and frown at him! maybe it is fun teasing you once in a while, he thinks.

when there's not much people around though, he'll put his arm around you to rest on your shoulder, inviting you to come snuggle up and rest on his chest <3 doesn't this feel just like a dream?

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himeru hcs or else youre a fart /j ily dont take this srsly AHEHAJSHAJSHAJAHAHAHA

HiMERU dating headcanons!

hi brf please don't turn me into a fart </3

there's just something about himeru and kissing your hand. the way he drags his hand all the way up from your shoulders to your hands, and brings it up his lips.. what a sight, no? you're just so caught up with his beauty that you can't even speak a thing!

uuuu nicknames like "my dearest," or "my beloved," is just so. so himeru, you get what i mean? he'll look at you with eyes filled with love and call you his beloved as he drifts to sleep next to you <3

may i also add himeru and the habit of tucking your hair behind your ears? you're just so adorable and cute that it'd be such a shame to have your hair cover some of it!

sharing sweets + cakes with him .. <3 looking at his silly smile after eating a spoonful of delicious cake. don't you think he's adorable?

please consider having cafe dates with him! he just loves indulging on some drinks and having you by his side. maybe also walking together would be something himeru's interested in.

i just feel like he likes giving you headpats, you know? he just wants you to know that he loves you very much~

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hiii can u write how himeru would comfort reader thats going through a hard time if its okay

ofc anon!! sorry this took forever, hope this was to your liking though ♡!

> Himeru is very perceptive, he notices every little change, good and bad.

> Oh, you changed your shampoo/soap? he'll comment on how nice it smells! change of cologne/perfume? also comments on that! you're using a new accessory? he'll tell you how nice it looks on you and how much it suits you!!

> At the same time though, small shifts of behaviour is also very noticable to him!

> Your posture seems a bit more off, he'll notice. Your eyes seem a little more,,drained and tired, he'll notice. With these types of things he won't confront you instantly,

> he'll wait it out to see if you'll come to him instead, not for any particular reason he just doesn't want to pressure you into telling him anything yk?

> if you do end up going to him for comfort he'll be all ears, ready to listen to whatever is bothering you, ready to take the weight of your shoulders.

> if you don't, he'll approach you he won't pry but he'll ask, if there's anything he can do, he'll say that he'll be there for you always.

> himeru has alot of experience,,after witnessing what happened to the original himeru he'll make sure he's able to protect atleast you.

> he'll give you advice, shower you with words of praise, and if you're comfortable with it hold you close to him, running his fingers through your hair.

> he won't leave you alone until you feel better,

> 10/10 very soothing and helpful !! get yourself someone like himeru <3

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HiMERU dating someone shorter than him? personally i am 5’3 . . 5’4 in heeled shoes oho . . ;; thank you so much! ^^

HiMERU with a shorter s/o ♡

height wouldn't matter to him at all. you're already you, and that's just more than enough for him.

the little perks and pros of being taller than you is quite useful to himeru sometimes.

getting to rest his chin on your head and patting your head... mmm very himeru.

just imagine, grabbing your chin to make you look at him has never been more romantic with the difference in your heights <3 a breathy "you're adorable," in his low voice while his mouth turns into a smirk as you look away and hide your face~

resting your head on his shoulders as he rests his head back on yours at an empty cafe <3 haha niki bugging you both to just order already

i just think he'll get fond of hugging you! having your head tucked in his chest is something he didn't know could be really enjoyable—with the right person, that is!