tenshi ❤︎ blade and ajax's wife

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[cheonsakuni]

Sinful is the proximity between us ᰔᩚ - Blade x reader

NSFW 18+ !! MDNI - Blade x fem!reader

feat ! : Blade - Blade x reader

cw/tags !:  nsfw 18+ !! mentions of religious undertones, worshipping, sex is taken as the closest way of getting to someones soul, sex after reader’s life was at risk, him fucking you like hes going to lose you, cock warming, questioning of death, death is compared to sex at times, sexual tension, mentions of blood , SLOOWWW BURRNNN, BLADE IS A CERTIFIED MUNCH AND I WILL NOT BE ARGUING, cunninglingus , mostly in blades pov !! 

a/n: this is my first ever smut ive written.... holy shit is it hard... SHOUT OUT TO THE STRICTLY NSFW WRITERS CUS I WAS STRUGGLING WITH THIS FIC

Blade always has wanted a final end to his immortal suffering. He wanted an end for him, but a future with you. 

He never understood how his emotions got so… erratic? Desperate? He knew he was a pretty static person, never needing more than he has, only having the basic minimum that he was fine with. After all, he didnt see such meaning in these things if he was eventually going to die. 

Until he saw you on the brink of death. 

The latest mission that elio put you two through was far beyond dangerous for you. No matter how much he gets hurt, he knew he couldnt die. But for you? One wrong move and it was over for you. Of course, he trusted you, and believed that you could keep yourself safe. You did and you tried until a mara struck digged into your side, leaving three wide and deep gashes that left you dizzy and eventually fainting. 

Blade had blood on his hands that didnt stem from killing one, but from saving one. 

Seeing himself desperately trying to stop the bleeding from your sides as his heart was running a thousand beats per hour wasnt something he ever thought he would have in the script. He was saving, instead of killing. As you two make it back to base, he doesnt stop for the others on the base– no, he has only one thing and one thing in mind. You. 

Years of experience of bandaging his own body, he knew how to take care of your situation more than exceptionally. His rough hands peeling off your top, cleaning the wound with a warm wet cloth, applying pressure onto wounds still bleeding before wrapping your torso with the same bandages that wrap his skin after every gash and cut, the scars adorning his body. He was never proud of those scars, never thought that there was anything good or worthy that comes with those scars. More like he should be ashamed for them. After all, he is just a broken blade. 

As you lay in his sheets, those same rough hands, the hands that stay gloved and wrapped in bandages, touch the supple of your cheeks so gently. Like a sinner praising an angel. Matter of fact, silent prayers form in his head– begging, pleading to whoever is above, to let him feel your embrace and warmth for the rest of his damned eternity. 

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

After a few hours, you finally wake from your unsolicited slumber, only to find blade laying in those same sheets, on his side as he memorized every little spec of your features. The scent of blade’s cologne, musk, and sweat immediately engulfs your senses as you stir awake, the feeling of three large wounds wasn't the most pleasant feeling after all. 

In silence, you move your head to meet his gaze. As those same crimson eyes that carry so much weight, have slowly undone themselves one by one. An immortal who was never fearful of death, was now praying death doesn't take the one thing that makes him want to live. 

“You were staring”

He was. He was staring at his life line, the one that brings him up everyday, the one that accepts all parts of him full heartedly, the one that made him believe that immortality wouldn't be bad if it was with you. 

After a beat of silence, your hand lifts up to graze blade’s cheekbone, a small way to bring him back from wherever his head was at. 

“Im okay”

A small whisper. A reassurance. A prayer answered. 

Without a warning, those rough hands find your waist, hand firm but gentle as his thumb caresses small arches on top of the wound that's bandaged up. “... dont scare me like that.” Not a statement, but a plea. His body naturally finds you a safe haven in times like this. First his hands on your wound, then his nose against the curvature of your shoulder; breathing, smelling, feeling, to ground himself and convince himself that you're alive and you're okay. 

The smell of your bare skin, the feeling of the bandages around your waist, the warmth of your body flushed against his; he had no words, no words, but so much action. Blade then slowly planted kisses on your bare shoulder, shifting to climb on top of you, his hands planted on both sides of your head as he lowered himself planting kisses in your shoulders, collarbones, neck, jawline, and eventually one deep kiss on your lips. 

The kiss was hungry, needy, like a starving man trying to get his fill from a single bite. As if hes trying to memorize every part of you in a single kiss. Blade pulled away, forehead resting against yours ans heavy breathing from both of you fanned over each other's lips.  “Fuck, i missed you.” he whispered agaisnt your lips before meeting your lips again, a small moan esapcing your lips as he swallowed each end every noise. His chest against your bare breasts, his hands moving upwards so slowly, massaging the underside of your left tit, as his tongue explores your mouth. 

Blade then pulls back, planting a kiss on the corner of your lips, then down to your jawline, then meeting your neck. Just like instinct, your head leans back, giving him more access to your skin as he plants a soft kiss, before sucking on the same spot before softly biting on it and licking the skin as an apology. The immortal further goes down your throat, placing hickies and marks as he makes his way down to your other tit, his crimson eyes meeting your fuzzy eyes as he licks a long stripe on your nipples, before latching it in his mouth, gentle suckles before his fingers raise to pinch your other tit. A sharp moan escaping your lips as he continues to suck and massage your tits, like it would give him life. 

“Youre all I want.” His voice is firm, hoarse as he moves further down, planting kisses on your underboob. “All ive ever wanted.” a kiss on the bandages. "All ive ever needed.” a kiss on your stomach. “Let me worship you like a saint” His words slurred, so many emotions flooding his head at once, as he stops to look up at you, his eyes full of want and desire, but a need to get on his knees and praise you. To feel you break apart on his tongue in the most holy but sinful way possible. 

You look down at him, his face only inches away from your burning core. Blades crimson eyes pleading you to say something. To bless him with your moans and whimpers as he works to praise you with his tongue. You give him a solid nod, your hands moving to his hair as you slowly tug on his dark blue locks. Blade’s fingers move to pull down the left over article of clothing, then his eyes meet your sopping pussy, the sight bringing him to drool in his mouth as a long, slow, agonizing stripe of his tongue. From the bottom of your entrance, to the top of your clit. The taste on his tongue instantly got him addicted; his arms coming under your thigh and gripping onto them like a sinner to an angel granting them forgiveness and eternal heaven. 

You softly mewl and coo at the feeling, his tongue working on your needy clit; firm circles of his tongue as he pushed your thighs closer to him. His eyes looking at you, the sight of your heavy breathing, nipples perked and hard in the air, your head leaning back from the pleasure. God, it only makes him want to split you further. His tongue goes from your clit, to teasing your soaked entrance, One hand lets go of your thigh, then momentarily pulling back as he takes off his glove with his teeth before leaning back into your clit, and slipping in a finger in your cunt, feeling how your walls flutter around him. 

Your reaction only fueled the greed of his tongue. The sharp tug of his hair as whimpers and moans progressively get louder and needy. A low groan escapes his lips, the vibrations sending up your clit as your legs start to twitch and shake from the pleasure. After a few pumps of his finger in your pulsing cunt, he adds another one. The stretch was delicious. Your back arched as each curl of his fingers straight to the stars. 

“Oh… blade..” 

The way your lips are so holy to him, whimpering his sinful name with such lust and want. How your lips say his name with such life, when all he has known was death. 

The ever growing tent in his pants made it painful to think. His tongue sucking and licking your sensitive clit, his thick, scar riddled fingers curl and pump on that one specific spot that makes you fall apart. With only a few more curls and overstimulation on your clit, blade finally tasted the elixir of life on his tongue. With no drop wasted on your juices, he licks each drop up, not letting him miss a single drop. Blade then rises as he leaned back over to you, hurriedly pushing his tongue in your mouth, as if he was trying to save a bit of heaven for you.  

“You taste like heaven” he sighed out, the tent in his pants growing as he pushed his hard tent against your warm cunt. “Id live a thousand more eternities to taste you” 

With every movement, his hands hurried down to his belt, undoing it as he kept his eyes onto you– a familiar look of hunger, of need, of lust. The gray pants pool at his ankles and then drop his boxers before crawling on top of you, taking your lips against his as he grinded his hard cock against your wet slit. 

“Can i? Ill make you see the stars, angel” he praised out, kissing the skin of your shoulder, as he pulled back to meet your eyes. With a single nod coming from you, he then aligned himself, pushing his hard length into you as he groaned and let out breathy whimpers. 

As he fully bottoms out, tears prickle in your eyes as the stretch was different from anything you were used to. Heavy moans escape your lips from the get-go and it only gets louder and more erratic from each slow recoil out, then with a snap, his cock hitting each gummy wall perfectly.

A groan escapes blade's lips as you clenched around him, legs wrapping around his waist only leading into a more hurried and frantic chase of your highs together. The sound of slapping skin to skin, the closeness between them was beyond sinful. But how can something be a sin when he's holding heaven in his hands. 

“I got you… shit– attagirl…”

You then groaned, your walls fluttering from the need to milk his cock, then his thumb dropping to your clit, adding enough pressure to make you see stars as he continued to thrust up, kissing your cervix and his thumb rubbing on your clit. 

“Fuck–... come around my cock… let me feel heaven again” 

With his words, the thrust, the clit stimulation– it was only minutes before you broke around his cock, your walls tightening and pulsing as blade let out another light moan, the coil that was building up.

"good girl, yeah?'

his thrusts didn't stop, it became more erratic, more hurried, more rushed as he chased his high. his hand moved to your side, feeling the bandages wrapped around your waist, his thumb caressing sweet archs with his thumb, and his breaths becoming more whimpery as blade buried his face into the crook of your neck, taking in your scent as his cum pumps on waves into you.

The smell of sweat, sex and teals filled the room as they both heavily breathed, their skin sticking as they still remained inside of each other. Blade doesn't pull out, he doesn't want to. blade carefully shifted as he lays next to you, on his side and watches your blissed out expression as he pulls a blanket over both of you as he pulls you closer without hurting you from the injury.

Why should he want death when he has his whole life in his arms? 

“我爱你一生一世”

"I have no idea what you said"

"that's the point."

comments: genuinely oh my gosh how to people write smut so well... I was struggling to write this holy, but I am a firm believer that blade is soft when it comes to sex, and he prolly wont be into deflation/dom/sub or hard kinks unless he trusts you with everything about him. but even if he trusts you with everything he has, I think hes a lot more sappy and emotional when it comes to sex. like hes trying to memorize each and every moan as he gives everything to you. but my soft sex baby, I love you so much blade ( ;´ - `;)

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[cheonsakuni]

masterlist !

nsfw if marked with ‪‪❤︎‬

𐔌 . ⋮ honkai: star rail .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

kimi ni todoke ྀིྀི - blade x gn!reader

before and after reaching you ྀིྀི - blade x gn!reader

the look of love, the rush of blood ྀིྀི- blade x fem!reader

in the works : blade x fem!reader smau !

more coming soon !

[wormdevourer]

can’t stop staring! (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) mortenax blade x gn!reader

not proofread / might be ooc / sfw / fluff / silver wolf is here / wc 837

just a quick little oneshot I wrote for fun,, gah I luv u bladie

Blade was never one to overlook the small things. Changes in behaviors from people he knew well enough never slipped past his notice. He was a very consistent person, and being so, he almost instantly picked up on any differences with the people around him.

So it was no surprise that the man picked up on your new habits after his return.

Both you and Silver Wolf had been immensely worried about his safety during his latest feat in Planarcadia. Though Silver Wolf masked her concern better than you did, nothing went unnoticed by the swordsman. He quickly picked up on the changes the two of you harbored - Silver Wolf kept a closer eye on his whereabouts during missions. You now constantly checked on his wounds, though he insisted they’d heal up on their own. It was a silent agreement between the both of you to keep Blade safe. Last time had been too close of a call.

However, there was one new habit only you exhibited.

On Planarcadia, Blade went through his ‘rebirth’…but that didn’t just affect his mind. His body and attire changed as well, which he didn’t expect would harbor such a reaction from you. What was this new habit of yours?

Your eyes wandering. It was like you couldn’t keep them to yourself; they were constantly at his chest. At first, he thought you were spacing out or monitoring his health, but then came your shy glances and flushed expressions whenever you were caught staring. The swordsman’s new outfit certainly left less to the imagination, to say the least. Through the ivory bandages on his chest, you could occasionally catch glimpses of pale skin, and that was enough to derail your thoughts for the remainder of the mission.

Like right now, for instance. You stood across from Blade and beside Silver Wolf, listening as the latter explained her plans for the day. Gaming, shopping, going out to eat…you quickly lost interest and allowed your eyes to go where they wished. Silver Wolf asked a question directed to you, and after seeing your glazed-over expression, nudged you in the side.

“Hey, answer me instead of staring at Bladie for once. His eyes are up there, you know.” Her tone was dry with a lingering hint of amusement.

Blade huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, watching the way your cheeks quickly heated up as you desperately tried to explain yourself.

He cleared his throat, putting a stop to your nervous rambling. “I will be honest. I am…curious as to why you stare at me.”

A languid smirk spread across Silver Wolf’s lips. “Yeah, let us hear your reasoning, hmm? I wanna know too.”

You would’ve rather died on the spot. Maybe you did, spiritually. You stammer out some measly excuse of ‘liking his new outfit’ and lower your eyes to the ground.

Blade takes a step closer to you as Silver Wolf chuckles at your reasoning. His hand lands on your shoulder, causing you to snap your head up and meet his gaze.

“I did not say…I minded it.”

Okay, now you definitely just died of embarrassment.

You try your best to compose yourself once he steps away, following Silver Wolf down the street. She says she wants to check out some new spot - Inkford Hermitage?

“It’s snowy and cold, but they’ve got saunas and hot pools there. Sounds pretty good, right?” Her words are met with a nod from you and a hum from Blade.

The tram ride there is somewhat awkward. You sit between the two of them on a crowded seat, while Silver Wolf plays some colorful rhythm game on her phone. Every few moments, you glance to your right and watch Blade’s chest rise and fall. It’s simply reassuring to you to know that he’s still breathing, right beside you. To know that he won’t be leaving again.

His eyes flick down to yours. Dark, crimson, but not cruel. Just…watching. It does admittedly make you a bit shy to be watched so intently…but then again, you might’ve been doing the same to him earlier.

“It will be a long ride until we arrive,” Blade mumbles, “are you comfortable?”

He must’ve noticed how squished you were between them. “To be honest, not very…but it’s okay.”

He shakes his head and adjusts himself, turning to the side and resting his back against the corner of the chair.

“If…you wish to rest on me, I would not mind.” He looks somewhat bashful admitting that, a rare look for the stoic Blade you know.

Your heart leaps at those words. Before he can change his mind, you’re sat happily in his lap with your head resting against his chest. Right where you want to be. His breath pauses for a moment, then resumes as his arms find their place around you. Maybe this isn’t so bad for him, getting this close to others.

Silver Wolf snickers, glancing sideways at the two of you. “Geez, get a room, you two.”

“Silver Wolf-!”

[cheonsakuni]

The look of love, The rush of blood ᰔᩚ - Blade x reader

Modern AU - Blade x fem!Reader , drunk!reader , tipsy blade because he probably doesn't get wasted drunk and have a high alcohol tolerance and at least one of them has to be sober to make it home

feat! : Blade - Blade x reader

cw/tags! : alcohol is mentioned !! plz skip over if uncomfortable , established relationship , blade and reader are living together , stellaron hunters are mentioned , all of them are of legal age of drinking in Korea , blade is taking care of wasted reader , fluff , slight crack , drunk kisses , reader is a clingy and sleepy drunk , reader is also a lightweight , author is drinking while writing this , author also loves her 3% alcoholic chuhai's from Japan #horoyoilover NOT PROOF READ !!

a/n: hi angels :3 Ive been itching to write but didn't know what to so im writing a little drunk blurb !! prolly shorter than my usual posts, but still at least something than nothing ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) ALSO DO NOT THINK OF AMERICAN BARS !! Korean bars are alot more quiet and lowkey, the one in the fic is inspired by a bar/izakaya I went with my friend with a really warm atmosphere and a really fat cat as a mascot :33

After a night out, you and the stellaron hunters finally got the time to meet up and went out to a small lowkey bar, one that you saw online with a fat cat as a mascot.

A whole day of shopping, walking, window shopping, the city is a big place and has a bit of everything for everyone. Kafka with her bougie brand clothing, Silverwolf for her nerdy gaming techs, Firefly for her cute trinkets and stationary, and blade? hes just there to hold bags, swipe cards, hold drinks, and just basically being a moral support for them.

Everyone was down to go to the small cozy bar after dinner, make sure to eat before drinking !! no matter how much your drinking.

The atmosphere had warm lighting, tables, a no shoes section with only floor tables with cushions, the kitchen small but cozy- and of course, the fat cat.

After settling onto the floor tables because it's the closest to the cat- by your protest, the square table let you all be comfortable but still be close within each other. After looking at the menu, everything decided on a main dish to much on while drinking, and picking drinks.

Kafka decided on a classic dry martini, Blade picking a whiskey on the rocks, silver wolf picking a Campari soda, firefly choosing a non alcoholic Pina colada because she doesn't want to drink alcohol, and you going with a sex on the beach. As for the food, all of you guys decided on a yakiudon with thinly sliced beef, a bestseller of the bar.

The drinks came, everyone was sipping while lasting and talking about their lives and how busy they've been. Kafka has been piled with office work, silver wolf was now taking custom PC commissions and it has been booming for her, and firefly has been working at a cafe with hopes of opening a small cozy cafe. After talking about life and sipping on drinks, everyone got more loose and buzzed from the alcohol, except for firefly of course. while all the girls and you were getting loose and more buzzed, blade silent smiled and let out small exhales in amusement as his hands never left your skin. his muscular and veiny hands on your thigh caressing your skin, or on your back drawing idle circles on the small of his back, or squeezing your waist every once awhile.

As time passed, kafka got another two dry martinis, silver wolf getting three more Campari sodas, firefly only having one Pina colada, blade on his second whisky on ice, and you- having the most rounds, getting in total of three sex on the beaches, and two vodka sunrise. Of course, that was dangerous for you.

You were getting clingy, constantly rubbing your face on blades shoulder. At first, you were loud and getting extroverted with the girls, until about your first vodka sunrise, you started getting quieter and more clingier to blade.

it first started with holding his hand, then resting your head against his shoulder, then leaning your body against his side, and eventually basically sitting on his lap as you started getting sleepy and quiet. Kafka got all teasing with you two, as she then said that you should get home before you fall asleep on the streets. Blade was only buzzed, his emotions more playing on his face as a flush on his face rose. In gratefulness, Kafka paid for the bar, as she took the girls back home as the drinks she drank only got her buzzed, high alcohol tolerance too. before separating, kafka smiled around you and blade, teasing blade on getting home safe as she was holding silver wolf by her collar because she was more tipsy, pushing drunk.

you were slumped over blade, your arm wrapping around his arm as she sighed and dropped the girls off in the taxi.

As the taxi pulled away, Blade sighed as he looked down at you, your legs wobbling as your head was bobbing, lulling in and out of sleep

"...can you walk?"

"hm? yeah..! why cant i..."

Blade sighed at your response, knowing damn well as you take a step, your falling and scratching your knee up on the asphalt.

without talking, he crouches down, his hands nudging your legs as he edged you to get on his back. of course, you got the message and slumped over his back. his hands holding your legs to his side, your hands wrapping around his neck and your flushed face against his back.

In silence, he walked back to your shared apartment with you on his back, small hums and drunk questions asked from you, and blade responding it with no mind.

"is there anything you'd change about me?"

"no"

"would you love me if I was a drunk pigeon?"

"why would you be a drunk pigeon? ... yes"

his voice laced with confusion but still sugar coating his answer knowing your drunk self would be pouting and sulking if he said no.

"would you rather piss a grape or shit a pineapple?'

he pretended not to hear that.

after about 15 ish minutes of drunk questions, you two made it to your shared apartment complex, going up the elevator and unlocking the door. when he walked into the threshold of their shared apartment, he first leaned forward, taking off your shoes then taking off his shoes as he walked in the dark apartment, going straight to your shared room.

Blade gently laid you down on the bed, sighing and stretching to his back before looking at your drunk sleepy figure, giving you a small lazy smile before leaning down and placing a kiss on your forehead before stripping your clothes off to change you into more comfortable sleep wear.

as he finished changing your clothes, he turns off the light before he decides to brush his teeth, change clothes, then slide into the bed and adjusting your position in the bed.

You still sleepy but not fully asleep, you wrap your arms around his neck, sleepily giving him a drunk-sleepy kiss on his lips, then on the corner of his lips, then on his cheeks. Blade lets out a small breathy laugh, pushing your hair behind your ear as he watches you with such endurance and love in his eyes. he holds the back of your neck as he presses a quick kiss on your lips before whispering against your lips.

"goodnight Xīngān, ill be here when you wake up"

You may not remember most of what happened that night, but blade will complain and groan about your drunken state, but will every night take care of you with the most gentlest and tenderest touch.

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a/n: YAYYYY I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS IN ONE NIGHT !! I was watching robins, Cyrenes and yaoguangs VA rank all of hsr characters and I giggled as I wrote this. I recommend writing when your a bit tipsy, its a giggling and also sobering experience ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

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[cheonsakuni]

hiiii angels !! I unfortunately have been so busy becuz im working towards getting my license!! its takes so much studying and ive been so busy with classes and studying so I apologize (｡ᵕ ◞ _◟)... but I have some things I want to write but im not sure what to write so ill add a poll buttt thank you so much for the love and notes for the two posts up :( it actually makes me so sick you guys love it and I go WAHHHHHHHH but thank u guys ( ˶˘ ³˘)♡

what do u guys want :3

college au blade

nsfw blade

angst/comfort blade

something else !! (send me requests !!!!!!!)

Voting ended onJul 21

[cheonsakuni]

Before and After Reaching You ᰔᩚ - Blade x reader

High School AU - Blade x gn!reader , scenario/settings are mostly set towards japanese/korean school systems !

feat! : Blade - Blade x reader

cw/tags! : fluff , slight crack , a tinyyyy bit of angst , headcannons/scenarios , japanese/korean school life , pre-confession , post-confession , mutual pining, two idiots who dont know how to confess or express their emotions , established relationship , stupid x stupider trope.... NOT PROOF READ !!

a/n: THIS IS A CONTINUATION POST FOR THIS POST !!!! I would recommend to read it and give it some love before reading this (๑ > ᴗ < ๑) !! I come bearing more of HS au blade x reader... y'all this has been simmering in my head so y'all better stand up and clap hehe BUT I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did writing this !!

𐔌 . ⋮ Before confession .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

𑣲 OTHER THAN THE ONES MENTIONED IN THE FIC, I like to think that blade was probably in denial at first ? not in denial because he hated or had any distaste from you, but because he never saw himself with someone so sweet and caring as you.

𑣲 He would feel his chest tightening in a painful sense and not a romantic cute sense. every single time you would smile at him, or touch his arm playfully, or playfully call him handsome or sexy or any sort of nickname or pet name, he would internally freak out and feel a mini heartbreak each time because he believes he doesn't have a spot and is deserving of that kind of love.

𑣲 he would have to confide in kafka for these feelings but only ended up getting teased and playfully poked fun at.

𑣲 of course !! what else does he do? write letters to you that he'll never show you.

𑣲 Numerous letters. I mean like each letter has at least two pages in his nice ass handwriting (I also feel like he would write really well cursive, but really really really nice hand writing. and nice hands), and always nit picks the nitty gritty of you and the things he cant stop thinking about. Whether it be a domestic future, going to arcades after school responsibilities, writing you and his initials everywhere, him making a pouch full of things you might need on emergencies, the quiet comfort, him resting on your chest to hear your heartbeat after a particularly hard day- my boy is YEARNING.

𑣲 A MAN THAT YEARNS IS A MAN THAT EARNS!!!!!

𑣲 anyways, he then would calm down after a while, still feeling like he wasn't deserving of love, but eventually got over it because he realized that he wont ever even have a chance with you if he continued to push himself a way. ugh hes so smart that's so hot

𑣲 Blade would listen and remember every little thing you tell him. But could be how your parents were being a pain in the ass about your grades, or how your math teacher couldn't teach properly, or how you see a cat on the way to school, or your favorite snacks, or even your favorite shows and media.

𑣲 immediately, hes picking up your interests JUST BECAUSE you mentioned in and said you liked it.

⤷ You walk into homeroom wth a yawn before making it over to your desk, and noticing a small chocolate bar from a bougie chocolatier that came out and want to try. With that chocolate bar, was a small hand written note.

"you said you wanted to try it. let me know how it tastes. -B"

of course you guys tried it together at lunch time, you liked how sweet it was, but blade told himself he would never eat something that sweet ever again. (he would gladly eat every sweet thing you want alongside with you)

𑣲 would do whatever dumb thing you want to do with him. of course hell grumble and mumble about how its a waste but he would do anything to do that stupid posing in photo booths with you. a hundred times over and over again.

𑣲 I also feel like his yearning is quiet and very controlled, which gives you the impression that he could live without you. when truly, he couldn't. he doesn't remember the last time he thought about his future without you in it.

𑣲 because of his quiet yearning, you eventually push back feelings, telling yourself that he doesn't want you, or there's not even an once of romantic feelings from blade.

𑣲 you could outwardly crash out over it to your friends, and of course- they saw how blade touched you a bit longer than needed, or how his expression softens whenever hes with you. They know. but they keep their lips shut. its amusing to see how your saying that he doesn't want you, but its plainly obvious that hes heads over heels for you.

𑣲 When you both even got the slight sliver of even a possible chance that you both are crushing on each other was on a weekend school trip out of the city.

⤷ Blade being the student council, he was mostly in charged of the student body and planning this whole thing. Students were paired by sex, and the student council body being a whole group of itself. this being a weekend school trip, each pair had their own hotel rooms to share, but everyone in student council had their respective same sex pair, but the odd ones out were blade and you.

I mean, you two have been friends for awhile, so it'll be okay right? NO, THERE ARE TWO BEDS. we're not going down that route. But a day worth of hauling groups of students through shrines and museums were a lot more tiring than people realize!! of course there were teachers, but it was mostly a student lead trip.

Without even thinking, you fell straight into the bed, obviously taking the bigger one without even knowing there was a size difference within the beds. then while blade was getting undressed for a shower, he looked back to you on the bed, already asleep. Blade walked over to the bed, his hair tied back in a small pony tail, SHIRTLESS BTW, and only with a pair of sweats before leaning down to your sleeping face, and his fingers tenderly brushing your hair behind your ear.

He softly smiled. then stood up to the bathroom to wash himself off. After a while, he stepped out of the shower, a black shirt on with the same pair of sweats and his long blue hair dripping with water as he did his hair routine and purposely dried his hair with a towel than a hair dryer.

After he finishs up, he walks over your sleeping figure, before softly lifting you into his arms, pulling back the sheet covers before trying to lay you back down, but couldn't bare to let you go. not yet.

Blade softly sat on the bed, the pillows supporting his back as he leaned against the headboard and let you rest on his chest. Was his heat pounding out of his rib cage? mmmmm yeah. did he fall asleep with you in his arms? mmmmmmm also yeah.

But you didn't know!! he woke up earlier than you, and you woke up from the door opening and closing. Only to see blade with that same black tee, and a gray sweats with two coffees in hand. One an Iced Americano and the other your favorite and go to coffee order.

"Good morning, sleepy head"

𑣲 oh my god im so shy oh my god I love you so much blade

𑣲 Funnily though, I also feel like everyone around you two would know and see it as painfully obvious that you two had BIG, FAT, MASSIVE, crushes on each other. everyone but you two would know. Late to your own party, smh.

𐔌 . ⋮ After confession .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

𑣲 some pet names I think he'll use are: My angel, My dear, Àirén (Lover or my love), Xīngān (Heart and liver, but translates to dearest one/sweetheart).

𑣲 even though he has pet names for you, I dont think he'll use it in public very frequently but 100% let them fly out when you two are alone, especially in his native tongue.

𑣲 I love a bilingual man (author is bilingual)

𑣲 I feel like blade would be more consensual when you guys start dating. like he would ask you if he can hold your hand, or if he can KISSSSSS you specifically.

𑣲 at first, I wasn't going to write the original fic with blade kissing you, but if it wasn't like that, I think it would be something long the lines of this

⤷ You and Blade were on the train station, heading back home from a date, your hands interlocked with his, his thumb caressing the back of your hand with his thumb; his touch tender and soft from the day full of laughter and lovey dovey high school cliché dates. The night chilliness seeping under your skin. Eventually, he took off his leather jacket, before telling you to put it on, and then guiding you to put this jacket on.

The train ride was silent, his hands interlocked to you as you leaned your head on his shoulder, letting you sleep for a bit since the trip was about 30 ish minutes.

Blade softly woke you up, gently shaking you and placing a small kiss on the top of your head. Blade walked you to your home, not wanting to let you walk alone at night. Of course, you guys hugged, his cologne filling your senses as he rested his head on the top of your head, taking an inhale of your scalp.

When you pulled away, his hands were still intertwined with yours as his other hand tucked a stand of hair behind your ear. He softly sighed, hate to leave you go for the night, but knowing you have to get home before you get too tired or your parents get concerned. You softly smiled as you softly spoke to him.

"I had fun today'

"So did I"

a pause.

"can I kiss you?"

You blinked, thinking that it would be a small cheek kiss, because he has done that before. you softly smiled as you responded.

"of course! you dont gotta ask me for that anymore"

you softly turned her face away to flash your cheeks to him, but his fingers lifted your chin to face him, and his lips softly pressed against yours.

Of course, you were caught off guard, and you just stood there. in shock. Blade pulled away, a soft panic settling over him as he was nervous that he did something wrong. You got over your shock, before you pulled him closer and kissed him more feverishly.

𑣲 AUGH I NEED HIM

𑣲 he would never let you pay for any date or anything you want lwk... I feel like he would get money from part times he picked up, tutoring jobs, or even doing paid internships. Hes probably really smart with his money too so he'll have days where he lets you splurge on anything of your interests

𑣲 He would just, buy things that reminds him of you like a small keychain he saw that reminds him of you? buying without hesitation. An article a clothing that he thought you would like? immediately checking for your size and buying it.

𑣲 also the type to have everything about you on his notes app.. like clothing sizes, shoe sizes, ring sizes, go to orders, favorite snacks, favorite movies/shows, likes and dislikes, just everything. he would study you and remember every little thing about you.

𑣲 HE WOULD ALSO LET YOU PUT STICKERS AND KEYCHAINS ALL OVER HIS THINGS !! like after dating you his regular black backpack would have the most contradicting in aesthetic keychain on his backpack. Of course, he grumbled and muttered stuff about it, but secretly likes it. or how his clean notebooks would suddenly have small doodles from you when you borrowed his notes, stickers you put on during student council meetings. He always grumbles about how it looks unprofessional, but never meaning no bite and continuing to let you do those things.

𑣲 very very very poetic. expresses his love though actions 80% of the time, but the other 20% would be through words and intimate moments between you two.

𑣲 also most of these times with words are mostly after fights, or when either of you two have a little depression episode, or during quiet and gentle moments between you two.

⤷ You were frustrated at him because he was burning himself out with loads of work; either from his classes, student council, his internship, and so many more other things. You told him numerous times to take a break, that it'll kill him if he keeps working. But he ever so slightly raised his voice at you.

Blade immediately felt the guilt rushing through his veins, you leaving his side before he could apologize or even say anything.

You guys didn't walk home together, you didn't text him that you got home; just radio silence. Blade? he was pacing back and forth. His heart was pounding on his chest as he felt a panic. he didn't know what to do. You refused to text first, and Blade didn't know if you wanted space or hated him, so he didn't reach out.

You cried that night, feeling a new sort of pain as you hugged your pillow, while wearing one of his hoodies that he gave you. Blade on the other hand, he was writing a letter to you. The only think he knew how to do to express his love and adoration for you into words.

The next morning, you stepped out your front door; her face looking puffy from the crying, only to be met with Blade in front of your home, a letter and the same fancy chocolate you guys tried together before you guys started dating.

"Im sorry for raising my voice at you."

His voice stern, but laced with guilt, and almost bracing for you to break up with him.

You, on the other hand; again bursted into tears because you convinced yourself that he genuinely was annoyed at you. (two idiots)

He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you closer to his chest, letting you cry it all out. You arms wrapped around his waist as you gripped onto the back of his uniform jacket, scared that he'll disappear or vanish. Blade then planted small kisses on the top of your head, saying 'im sorry' and 'I was wrong' into your scalp as he let you cry in his arms.

you didn't open the letter until you were alone, possibly after school when you're getting settled for bed, but it would always be the most poetic and beautiful thing ever.

"My Love,

I am deeply sorry for the way I raised my voice at you. It was out of pocket of me and no matter how stressed or under pressure I am in, it is never a right to raise my voice at you. Especially when you only tried to take care of my well-being when I dont. There's no excuse for what I did, but I learned my lesson, and I am prepared and ready to make a change for you.

I may not say it much, but I dearly hold you close to my heart. Im not even sure if my body could tell the difference between my heart and you. Every single atom of my being lives and craves for you each passing minute that where not together. Its unfamiliar, its painful, its so foreign to me, but I would learn it and map it out to grow into a more suitable lover for you.

I love you so dearly. I dont say it much; But I mean it and think of it everyday. every waking breath I take is for you- to be able to hold you in my arms and feel your presence with me forevermore.

执子之手，与子偕老 愿得一人心，白首不相离 海枯石烂 相濡以沫 5201314

-刃"

𑣲 OBVIOUSLY ITLL BE LONGER BUT YALL GET THE GIST

𑣲 the last thing he'll ever to is hurt you and make you feel unsafe with him

𑣲 His Chinese would slip out when hes feeling really vulnerable with you. When he wants to say things, but too shy or dont know how to say it in English- hes resort to his roots, and you wait for him to tell you the meaning of it whenever hes ready to <33

𑣲 im so weak for this man oh my god blade yingxing ren please come to bed the kids miss you

𑣲 OH MY GOSH this is a very korean thing but official school photos that are used in yearbooks!! couples in Korea will have pictures of their boyfriends/girlfriends/partners official school photo in a official document sized photos in the back of their phone cases (usually clear) !! Both you and blade would have it on the back of each others phone cases, subtly but not quietly showing each other off. Both of your lock screens would be each other. You would either have a really candid photo of you two, or a candid photo of him; While blade would 10000% have a candid photo of you from yalls first date

𑣲 other words to say, hes absolutely smitten about you

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a/n: mweheheheh another one is crunched out ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ I really enjoyed this one too, I was giggling and blushing at the whole entire time bruh,, also I put y'all to go dig google with the Chinese hehe its like a little scavenger hunt^^ but I hope you guys also enjoyed this !! very much longer than I anticipated, but still so ugh tooth rotting (˶˃ᆺ˂˶)

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[cheonsakuni]

YOUR KIMI NI TODOKE FIC W BLADE IS ADORABLE AAHHH☹️☹️☹️ i just started rewatching it yesterday, so its such a nice coincidence to stumble upon a fic like this with blade and reader🥹 i would looove to see more little scenarios/headcanons for them in this au from u!! like how their relationship changed after confessing, or more silly awkward moments between them before they confessed, or literally anything, i will eat it up🙏🙏

EEEEK FIRST ANON IM GUNNA SOBBB IM SO HAPPY U ENJOYED IT WAHHH ♡(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ i am def cooking up pre and post confession blerbs because, UNFORCH i am a sucker for mutual pining and slow burn UGH. im actually gunna cry this msg is so sweet im gunna blow my brains out anon your wish will be coming soon STAY READDDYY (๑>؂•̀๑)!!!!

[cheonsakuni]

Kimi ni Todoke ᰔᩚ - Blade x reader

High School AU - Blade x gn!reader , scenario/settings are mostly geared towards japanese/korean school systems !!

feat! : Blade - Blade x reader

cw/tags! : fluff , kinda crack , japanese/korean school life , blade is the president of student council , reader is also in student council , quiet pining , mutual pining , established relationship , friends to lovers , subtle touches , he only has eyes on reader , confession due to frustration , reader is kinda oblivious... NOT PROOF READ !!

a/n: this is my first post but this has been marinating in my head for too long,,, i need to write about it .·°՞(っ-ᯅ-ς)՞°·. there could be a bit of ooc, otherwise, pls enjoy !!

Blade was the perfect definition of student president- well at least in the teachers eyes.

He was stern, resourceful, quiet, diligent, atop of his classes, great tutor to struggling students, part of clubs and organizations - perfect for a student body president. Along with the brains, he had the looks and attention of girls. Though, of corse he didn't entertain them. His cold and firm demeanor made him so attractive to the other female students.

why would he entertain anyone that doesn't have your eyes?

You were apart of the student council, just a member - you dont remember why you joined. Probably got scolded by Blade to do something productive within the school system for petter opportunities. Of course, you reluctantly joined for your best friend.

All those nights of planning school events, studying together at cafes or an empty classroom after the teachers and students left hours before, the light and almost invisible touches exchanges between them during exam week, event week, or any week that was particularly hard on them. For instance, when you were studying with Blade, reviewing for an upcoming quiz, you would be questioning, still confused and struggling to grasp the process of algebra. Seeing your tired expression, Blade would pull a chair next to you, leaning close and your shoulders softy touching his own. Or another instance when Blade would always pack an extra bento when he knew you were having a hard time. You always say he doesn't have to do that- that you're fine if you skip lunch for a day- but he doesn't take it, He'd rather skip a student council meeting than to see you starve. He would always say how it's important to feed your body, even when he doesn't eat from the work and responsibilities he had piled on his plate.

It first started with their fingers lingering a bit too long when handing over papers. Or how he stared at you a bit too longingly when you're doing your own thing. Or how he'll scold you for your necktie being too loose and being against dress code standards as his fingers work the tie.

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As the meeting came to an end, the other students cleaned up their things, some girls who joined because of Blade went to go up and asked him questions that he answered during the meeting.

You always had lingering feeling for him, how he took are of you when you were stressed, how his large palms rested on the small of your back during rush hour on trains, leaving your coffee order on your desk during exam week but it didn't matter right? He's your best friend and you shouldn't be having romantic feelings for your best friend.

You snapped out of your thoughts as you felt a small thump on your head, Blade softly hitting the top of your head as you pulled yourself out from spacing out.

"Did you hear what I said?" His voice firm, but the edges of his voice softer. there wasn't a massive difference, but every move and every shift was all calculated for the president.

"huh? were you saying something? " you questioned as you stretch in the chair before standing up. Blade sighed as he rubbed his temple, before lightly dropping the soft textbooks on the desk as she looked around him with confusion.

"nevermind."

"what?! wait what did you say?"

Blade let out a gruff before pulling a chair across from you, taking a seat before opening those same textbooks.

"I said I saw those quiz scores. Do these problems and while I go over your quiz." he responded sternly. totally dodging your question as he pushed the open textbooks in front of you, then his fingers picking up your quiz papers before leaning back on his chair and looking over those same quiz questions you struggled a bit too hard to understand and solve.

You grumbled and muttered something about the teacher being a terrible teacher and so it isn't technically your fault. you reluctantly picked up the same pencil he got you on a whim, he played it off as "it was cheap," whatever that meant.

As you were face deep into the textbook, Blade was not looking at your quiz paper. He was in fact starting at you, examining your features, taking in every detail of you like he had to memorize it for a test. Of course, you didn't know this. You never knew how much he stared at your features, your quirks, your habits. Blade acts like he doesn't care, or that he has no interest.

But he's the only one that knows every little thing about you.

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As the sun is setting, the warmth of the sun leaked into the class room as the two students started packing up to wrap up their quiet study sessions.

You look down on your phone, looking at the time and feeling an empty growl from your stomach. You softly sighed, putting down your phone on the desk before zipping up your bag completely and flinging its over your shoulder.

"geez im starving" You soft said, your head thrown back and running your hands through your hair as you looked up at the blue haired boy.

You guys locked eyes as he put away his papers and zipped up his bag. He raised an eyebrow as you complained and whined about being hungry. Then he slings his backpack over his shoulder as he looked at his phone, then back at you.

"If you wanted to get dinner then you could've just said so."

First of all, you didn't say anything about dinner. Second of all, you're not complaining one bit.

Your eyes brightened up as you looked at them, then gave him a small smirk from the idea. "I like the way your head work, handsome."

Blade internally froze as you called him handsome. Even if it was in a playful and a half joking tone, it still got him tripping over himself internally, never externally though.

Blade then playfully flicked your forehead. Never hard till it hurt, but just enough to make you rub your forehead and softly pout at him. In response? His lips slightly tugged into a small smirk before he turned out the door, not looking back if you're following along because he knew you were.

you two eventually walked down the halls, then out the building, then down the streets. Your school being in a walkable city and somewhat in an urban place made it easy to hangout after classes. You were soft humming, before breaking the silence.

"Y'know, have you ever thought of giving the girls that fangirl over you a chance?"

Blade short circuited for a bit, the silence stretching over as the passing cars and bustling of the early night street filling the silence before replying.

"No," He answered. "Why should I?"

Why should he when he only had eyes on someone walking right next to him?

Why should he when he only dreamed about the softest of dreams with the person that he's going on dinner with after their studies?

"Hm, just asking"

a pause.

"You dont want to have that cliche high school love story?"

He didn't answer. How was he supposed to tell you that he only wanted that cliché high school love story with you?

Your eyebrow raised, but of course, you had to tease and poke fun at his quietness.

"Oh, so there is someone ?" you softly teased, bumping against his arm as you two continued to walk down the streets.

"is it someone from student council? Oh! its the vice president? Or is it someone older? a 3rd year?"

Yes. No. No. No.

"are they responsible? Maybe more mature? are they in our classes? Oh! Do I know them?"

Depends. Debatable. Yes. Very well

"do they look attractive in the uniform? do they smell nice? are they good looking?"

So attractive. His favorite scent. So mesmerizing.

Blade let out a grumble as you continued to ask and press about this unknown love interest, wanting to know. Sure, you were quietly pining for him, but part of you also convinced yourself that you're not his type- that he likes more mature and responsible girls.

His face contorted into a quiet frustration. His brows furrowed as he tried to calm himself down, but failing.

How could you not know that he's been wanting you since he could remember? How could you not gotten it though your thick skull that he only is the softest around you? How could you not picked up on how he goes out of his way to feed you and keep you happy? How could you not see it all.

For some reason, he lost his cool. All those years of pining and going out of his way to make you happy, all those years of soft touches that carried so many emotions and thoughts for him.

He paused his steps, you not noticing until your a bit three steps away from him. You turn around, looking at him confused and a bit of guilt washing over you as you thought on if you accidentally pushed him too hard. Your throat closed up, your mouth dry as you carefully assess your choices.

Blade was silent. He was quiet and silently frustrated.

You finally broke the silence, her voice softer and a bit anxious fore his response.

"was that too pushy? im sorry ill st-'

"do you really not know?"

You mouth slightly open, your brows furrowed with confusion as you stared at him with your head tilted. His voice was stern, cutting through the silence as the life around them kept moving.

"huh? know what?"

Blade exhaled from his nose, looking into your eyes with a deep frustration. Because he couldn't express his emotions very well with words. He only did what he knew best.

He took two long strides closer to you, his hands roughly but oh-so-softly cupping your face, pulling you closer and smashed his lips against yours.

Even though his hands were so rough against your skin, the kiss between from him was the softest ever. Like a feather kissed your skin. His action spoke so much louder than words could ever be spoken.

I want you and only you. My eyes are only on you. Im yours if you'll have me.

Your lips were stiff against his at first, but after your head wrapped around what was happening, your lips accepted his so softly, the world around you two frozen in time for you and him. The kiss was soft, shy, and almost full of anxiety that the relationship between you two will change for the better or for the worse. Nothing scared him more than losing you.

After about 5 seconds that felt like five hours, he soft pulled back, his hands still on your cheeks, the thumbs grazing your cheeks as it softly trembled and shook against your touch.

"...I want you. so bad."

Your face flustered, but a soft smile on your lips as a soft chuckle escaped your lips. Your heart was pounding through your chest, understanding that now, he liked you.

"I want you too, Blade"

Blade's lips turned into an upturned smile, a soft one, before placing another kiss on your lips.

More hungry. More needy. More full of want.

He finally got you.

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a/n: AUGHHHH this took two days of writing and it got me giggling like a maniac writing this well past midnight. I see blade as someone who's a lot more softer with people hes comfortable than what many perceive him as,,, Also prob has to know someone in an emotional level to even think about crushing on the person (me af). but,,,

EDIT: hai guys :33 I made a continuation post of headcanons and scenarios for pre and post confession :333 go check it out right here :33

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