#hsr gepard

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An illustration for my friend’s fic Общественные работы.

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I come with a request (feel free to ignore ofc)

Jing yuan, Caelus, gepard, and blade with a reader who has insomnia? Like maybe one night it’s 4am and you still can’t sleep. Ty!

Help with insomnia

Gepard, Blade, Jing Yuan, Caelus x Insomniac! Reader

The men are rated on how well they help you with your insomnia

Lmao yes, I know this isn’t exactly helping you at 4 am, but it’s pretty close. I got carried away :P

Warnings: none

Gepard

Ah, our dearest Gepard. You see, he doesn’t know much about insomnia besides reading it when he needs to for the rest of his soldiers. He’s more of a “strictly taking care of yourself” type of guy, so yes, he’s getting his full eight hours of sleep, balanced diet three times a day, all the works. This man has a schedule and will follow it to the T

With you, it was a new type of challenge. You were exhausted pretty often, sometimes passing out right then and there because that was the only type of sleep your body would allow. How does he go around this? Reading up on all of the solutions people have. The physical books, credible sources on the internet (yes, this man will go on Google scholar to look for them), and ask others with the same condition how they deal with their health

The blonde watched as you walked by, about to sip your cup of coffee. He quickly stood, took it from your hands, and gave you water instead. You stared at him incredulously while he was already explaining, “It’s better if you don’t take any time of caffeine when it’s around the time you should sleep.”

“I don’t sleep.”

“I read we can make a routine for you so you can. Lay down when you start to feel tired instead of up watching your phone, avoid naps so you can sleep longer,” he listed off his fingers. You blinked, brows furrowing at each explanation. It sounded way too professional and… did he quote whatever site he had found word for word?

The answer was yes. The man also changed up your entire routine, much to your chagrin. Making you lay down at a reasonable time, giving you sleeping pills when absolutely necessary (and making sure you don’t take over the recommended dosage, which you have cussed him out over), and scheduling several doctors appointments for you.

Sure, he could be a little overbearing, sometimes a little too much, but he was so unbelievably caring that you couldn’t get mad.

Overall, he has the least amount of experience, but the most helpful out of the four.

Blade

Oh dear. Okay. You do know this man will be no help whatsoever right? Actually, it depends on what period of time you have him for

If it’s just Blade pre-Planarcadia, then he might make you a good hot meal. Probably stay up with you if he’s not already on a mission that Elio sent him. He might text you about how you’re doing on the occasion, but nothing too much.

You can whine and pout and pass out all you want, this man will catch you 3/4 times and just watch you lay there for the other 1/4. Yeah, good luck, don’t even bother asking for help.

“Blade…” you groaned on the couch, too tired to get up. You could feel the eye bags straining against your skin, it was very uncomfortable. “Need help…”

He stared down at you with crossed arms, “I thought I told you to get in the bed.”

“But it’s far,” you pressed the heels of your palm into your eyes.

He sighed, shook his head, but lifted you into his arms and carried you all the way to your room. He set you down on the bed, took off your shoes, pulled the covers over you, and dimmed the lights. “I don’t want to hear your complaining after this.”

Now, M! Blade is a different story. He’ll answer your texts when you tell him that you’re exhausted, coming in with, yes, a warm meal and some sleeping pills. If he’s off on a mission, he’ll text that he left food for you in the fridge. He’ll also give his own tricks on how to help with the insomnia

When he’s actually there, Blade will lie with you in the bed, holding you close to his warm chest. If you run cold, great, he’s your heater. If you run a little hotter, he’ll give you some space while also having a hand on some part of your body: thigh, ankle, waist, hip, doesn’t matter.

Regardless, this man is the most experienced out of the four. But the most help is debatable depending on character development.

Jing Yuan

If this dude isn’t the opposite of insomnia. Brother has hypersomina, narcolepsy, whatever you wanna call it. All of his advice is relatively unhelpful, to the point where you have almost strangled the man over his useless words like “lay down” or “close your eyes”

The general is good with general stuff, politics, strategies, blah blah blah. The whole condition of the body isn’t much of his strong suit, but he’s very open minded about it. He’ll listen to your issues, your frustrations, and act on them accordingly

Jing Yuan caught you as your legs gave out underneath you. One hand under your knees and the other on your back, “Be careful, my dear.” He readjusted his grip and carried you to his room.

“Tired…” you mumbled, rubbing your eyes.

“It would help if you went to bed on time.” The man barely dodged your weak slap against his shoulder. “Right— sorry, sorry. I keep forgetting. I find it too easy to sleep.”

“Must be nice.” You pouted.

This man will go and ask the doctors/healers in the alchemy commission for advice. He’ll apply all of the things they told him into your routine, he’ll give you the needed sleeping pills (and let you go over the recommended amount if you absolutely need to).

Jing Yuan is a very cuddly person, so he’ll keep you in bed for a long time. Long enough you’ll have nothing better to do than to sleep. Does it actually help? Probably not, but it’s the thought that counts

Overall, he has no experience whatsoever with insomnia, but he’s pretty helpful when he needs to be.

Caelus

Wow okay, we kind of have something mixed with this one. This man is both unhelpful and helpful at the same time, it’s a little odd

Like sure, he’s sleeping quite often, but he’s also staying up pulling all nighters for no reason. He’ll just stay up with you when he finds you, plays some game, or talks your ear off. Maybe all three. He doesn’t even notice that you have insomnia until you sit him down and tell him.

“Wait—“ he stares at you, putting down his phone. “You’re telling me you fall over because you’re so tired all the time?!”

“Yes.” You deadpanned. “What did you think it was?”

“Eating disorder.”

You opened your mouth, closed it, opened again, and then facepalmed. “Seriously?” He waved his hands, “It was a valid assumption! But the eye bags do make more sense…”

Yes, he thought your passing out from exhaustion was something different. Sigh.

But once he knows about it, he does try to help when he can. He’s mostly asking you what helps better, be it sleeping pills or changes in your routine. He goes to Dan Heng as well, since we (yes, we) all know he has insomnia too.

The change isn’t immediate, it’s gradual. He’ll make sure that you don’t have anything that could keep you up for too long, sugar, caffeine, etc. Caelus tries different sounds to help you sleep as well, brown noise, white noise, ASMRs, lullabies, anything he could think of. He would even try rubbing your back for long periods of time to see if that would work.

The trailblazer has little experience with insomnia, and his helpfulness should be questioned. But he means well

Final scores:

Most helpful — Gepard

Least helpful — Caelus

Most experienced — Blade

Least experienced — Jing Yuan

A/N: writer’s block hit me like a bitch

[canis-aureus-offline]

Valentine's Idea: Day 4

Gepard Landeau x Reader

After much effort from both parties, you finally both have enough free time to go on a date for the first time since you realized your more than platonic feelings for each other. Here are the moments leading up to it.

Notes: Pre-Penacony, post Jarilo-IV, first dates, established relationship, Reader is Trailblazer, it gets a bit philosophical in the middle, Astral Express as Found Family, Fluff

wordcount: 3,400+

This one.... did not want to be written....

"Alllllllright! Turn around and witness my latest masterpiece ____!"

And with that, you are unceremoniously spun around to face the bedroom mirror in March's room. After she heard about your upcoming date with the captain of the Silvermane Guards she took it upon herself to make you quote-on-quote "The most stunning, jaw-dropping, head-turning date a guy could ever have;" especially after she caught wind of your plans to show up to the occasion without any sort of extra preparation or "pizzazz" as she would call it. You decide against reminding her about your less-than varied wardrobe and overall general lack of mortal possessions due to certain circumstances involving wanted criminals and what could be considered a doomsday device that's just been casually sealed within your body.

Honestly, you're not quite sure how it happened: You touched down on a frozen wasteland of an alien planet as an amnesiac with who were basically strangers digging a guy out of a snowbank and then got branded as dangerous individuals worthy of a bounty by the established government of the world! You joined an outcast "rebel" faction and ended up deposing the mad head of the government after awakening to new power from being stabbed through the chest (Okay, maybe you glossed over a few bits BUT! Those parts weren't too important to the overall narrative!). The long and short of it was that you and Gepard did not start off on the right foot and remained on rather poor terms until his big sister Serval got him to stand down at a critical moment.

After that and the whole fiasco involving Cocolia which you'd rather not dwell on at this juncture, things were rather awkward between the two of you; what with your mere existence no longer being grounds for an arrest. It took several missions together as well as third party interference à la Serval, March, and Pela's efforts to lighten the atmosphere before you and he could exist in each other's proximities without feeling like the other could suddenly turn on you for breaking some unspecified rule (you learned later on that your mean aim and metallic baseball bat have made such an impression on certain Silvermane guards that they have become the basis for at least a couple nightmares. Whoops.) It took even longer for you to be able to be comfortable enough in each other's presence to relax, let alone be able to banter with one another.

But oh, once you were able pal around with each other, it was wonderful! It was like the two of you had known each other for a lifetime and change. The easy back-and-forth you could manage became a rather notable point of your friendship such that your friends and family realized before you yourselves did of your evolving feelings as time spent in each other's company began to see the reemergence of the awkwardness from the first days. Really though, they could have been kinder about how they went about informing you rather than laughing at your expense as you both individually panicked about your friendship; worried that you had done something to jeopardize it.

You'll spare yourself from recalling the frankly embarrassing events leading up to the moment when you simultaneously burst out confessing your feelings for each other in a room your "family" had locked from the outside (Seriously, those events aren't even that old. You've still to hatch a plan to get them back for that stunt). Since then, you've spent just about all of your rare coinciding free time with each other in some form or fashion. If you can't be together in person, then texts and calls, and prayers to the Aeons that the shoddy signal will hold have to suffice. A week ago, with a lot of communication, overtime, and favors cashed in, you both finally had an entire day to yourselves to put on your schedule with a promise from your bosses that you won't be called or bothered unless there's an issue of world-ending proportions. Since then, you've been watching the days go by with a slowly rising anxiousness and paranoia. It's been decided that the date will be on Jarilo-VI... and that's about everything set in stone! There's been talks here and there about various places to get food, and places that you could stop at, but really, your date could range anywhere from sightseeing to "pest" control, to just chilling in the living room at the Landeau house.

No matter what happens, it will still carry the distinctive honor of being your first date; most likely ever, hence the reason you're being fussed over by just about everyone aboard the Astral Express in some way. March, of course, gave you a makeover, the end result of which you are currently staring at from her bedside vanity. Himeko gave you a multitude of ideas for both conversation and activity ranging from typical to ever so slightly concerning. Welt tried to calm your nerves by reassuring you that first dates didn't need to be perfect and that, statistically speaking, there were a great number of individuals in incredibly happy and healthy relationships whose first dates ranged from a mildly embarrassing memory to a downright disaster. Pompom informed you that the Astral Express will stay parked exactly where you left it in case something happens and you want to return early, as well as promising to shoo everyone into their rooms if you send a text first asking for space. Dan Heng basically told you in nicer words that he was 100% willing to have another throw down with the head of the Silvermane guards if he did something to upset you, though he'd be happy to let you take point if you preferred to dish out most of the retribution yourself after personally witnessing your current score against Gepard, both in friendly spars and the not so friendly skirmishes during your early meetings.

On that note, you touched down and headed towards the Everwinter Monument in the Administrative District, where you'd both agreed to meet up. While there were certainly more out-of-the-way spots to meet up, it wasn't like there was supposed to be a huge fanfare when you finally meet up again for the first time after your relationships changed from something purely platonic. It's also not the first time you've met up after you first left the planet. While most of your meetings were by chance rather than by intention, it quickly became a regular sight for citizens wherever you went to see you side by side to the point where most people have become desensitized. Seeing as neither of you are the type to announce the news of a relationship, especially one as new as this one, to the general public, as long as nothing that screams "these people are in a romantic relationship, or at least have feelings for each other" happens, they'll probably think that it's just more of the same.

Of course, if one of the Silvermane guards sees you, it'll probably be all over, as Gepard forewarned you about Serval gushing to Bronya that her foolish little brother finally found out what love was, who let it slip to Pela when explaining both why Gepard had voluntarily asked for time off as well as why he actually asked not to be placed on stand-by if possible, who then was inspired to make a cute little drawing of the two of you together in a shoujo anime style.... which a Silvermane guard passing by her desk saw, who showed it to his friend... and so on and so forth until Gepard caught wind of it. To your knowledge, he's kept it from spreading beyond that, but all of his men are very much in the know and have been teasing him relentlessly (though all in good spirit) in the days leading up to your date, to his dismay. You could practically feel his mortification and imagine his bright red face through the phone during the calls while he updated you on the latest news around Belabog.

"I just don't see why they find this facet of my private life so interesting." he bemoans to you one evening after getting off work early at the insistence of some of his older men who volunteered to take his evening rounds before waxing poetry about "young love" that he sat through and comprehended nothing about.

"People are just like that." You had responded. "They're nosy and always interested in what the deal is with everyone who isn't them, especially those who are famous amongst them. And I don't know about you, but I'd certainly say that the Captain of the Silvermane guards and one of the Heroes of Jarilo-VI, both of whom had a hand in ending the Eternal Freeze which had been slowly killing the planet, qualify as famous people."

While your response came partially from your limited personal experience with your interactions with the world and its interactions with you, it also came from talking to folks who had longer life experiences beyond some years and change which they remembered, such as Kafka, Welt, and others whom you had curiously interviewed concerning the general human experience.

"Love is messy." Kafka had said. "It can be many things all at once, even contradictory things which can be true at the same time. It can push people towards each other, pull them apart, make them do things they'd never do otherwise. It could be a sweet little dove, or a large buzzard. It can fly you sky high to the clouds or send you crashing to the oceans' floor. You'll feel like you've never been alive before experiencing it for the first time; you'll feel a pain so intense that you're willing to tear your own heart out if that meant the pain would stop. You'll be thinking about the one you love constantly. You'll want to fuse with them so you'll never be apart again. You'll want to get them off your mind because they keep you from functioning properly. You'll wish they didn't exist since you never asked to fall in love and were perfectly fine beforehand. You'll feel, feel, feel. Love will bring to light parts of you that you've never seen before. Beautiful parts. Ugly parts. Vulnerable parts. Hurts you didn't know you had. It is incredibly hard to fake true love. There's a sort of genuineness that is almost impossible to recreate under any other circumstances. Maybe, this is what people are drawn towards. Seeing others stripped bare of all pretenses."

"Love is a continued series of choices." Welt had said. "Sure, there were a tangle of other emotions which were also important in their own right, but emotions are volatile, and subject to change at the drop of a hat. Love is saying "I will stay with you and care for you and try to do what is best for you" every day and then trying your best to follow through on your pledge, even when it gets difficult. Love is saying "You could lose everything today, from your things to your status, to your looks, to even your health, and I will still choose to stand by and bolster you." It is not conditional and should not easily be rescinded. Do not think that it should be used to justify wrongdoing to either party though. Love means "Wanting what is best for the other party." not "Wanting what will make the other party happy." Sometimes, what is best for an individual may not be what one, or both parties necessarily want. Love may mean parting ways. It may mean consequences that neither party wishes for themselves or others. Love is a team effort between both individuals in the relationship. It certainly won't work when only one individual is putting in effort. Love is understanding that you'll both fall short at times. Love is both of you continuing to reach out for each other regardless. Love is proper communication between the two of you so you understand each other's motives, needs, and actions and can figure out where to go from there. Love both forgetting and forgetting wrongs that will inevitably, though usually unintentionally, occur. A showing of true love is so wonderful that others may be drawn to it in hopes that they can replicate it with their own special someone."

"I know Daddy loves Mommy because he buys her favorite flowers from the florist sometimes "just because he wanted to,"" says one child. "I know my sweetheart loves me because she spent time playing my favorite game with me; brought it over and asked to play without any prompting from me, even though I know she's not the biggest fan of it." says another. "I try to tell him one new reason every day that I've fallen for him, or one thing that I appreciate about him." says a third. "He understands when I just need quiet and just sits with me and keeps me company." another remarks. "She's not familiar with the customs and events that the family does but is making every effort to learn." you hear from someone else speaking about her child's suitor. "I made a passing comment about a childhood dish that I missed, and when I came home for the night, he had taken it upon himself to learn how to make it just for me." The list goes on.

In the end, Gepard had agreed with you, but insisted that he himself was nothing special. "I only did what needed to be done," he had said. "I hardly see how that warrants such attention as I am receiving."

"We'll probably have to agree to disagree." You had responded. "Personally, if it were me, I'd be singing of the achievements of both you and the rest of the Silvermane guards until my voice gives out, and not just because I like you." Fighting on diligently against impossible odds is certainly not something that just anyone can do, after all.

And that brings you to the present; slowly making your way towards the Everwinter Monument as you scan the crowds for your date. You're a familiar face by this point, so you endure the smiles, waves, screaming children, and attempts to draw you into a longer conversation than you're willing to entertain with politeness and a "Sorry! Can't stop for long! I've got plans scheduled and I don't want to be late!"

Your eyes eventually catch sight of the one you were hoping to see awkwardly shifting on his feet. He keeps his head to the ground aside from occasionally scanning the crowd. The area around him is mostly clear of people, though there are a number of curious onlookers. It's not particularly surprising, given his feats, status, character, looks, and of course, the fact that Belobog is small enough that just about everyone knows everyone. He's also not in uniform, which has become an abnormality. He looks rather formal still, though there's not a piece of armor in sight. You wonder if Serval and Lynx helped him pick out the outfit, even if it's more of his style than either of theirs.

You close the distance and call out to get his attention.

"Hey! Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."

His body suddenly goes rigid as his head jerks up to meet your gaze, and he hurries to form a response. Looks like you caught him off guard.

"No! No. I wasn't waiting long at all! Besides, you're right on time! I just.... got here early......."

"Ah! Alright." You nod and desperately attempt to come up with something to keep the conversation going. You can't think of anything to say. Aeons, having a crush is terrible, even when it's reciprocated. Everything's so awkward now. Before, you were both easily able to carry a conversation; sometimes rambling for hours, if you had the time.

You smile and stare at each other like fools for what feels like minutes, though it was probably only fifteen seconds at most before you start speaking at the same time.

"So do you-"

"How are-"

"Sorry!"

"Sorry!"

"You started speaking first, what were you saying?"

"Oh no, I don't mind, you can go first."

You want the ground to swallow you up.

You hold up your finger in the "give-me-a-minute" gesture and take those precious ten seconds to organize your thoughts before finally accomplishing the (apparently) arduous task of communicating your thoughts in an intentional and comprehensible manner.

"I... I'm glad to see you again. How are you?"

"I'm doing well; much better now that you're here though. I missed you." The look he gives you could melt all the snow on the planet as far as you're concerned. "Do you... have anything in mind you want to do today? Or do you just want to walk around and see what piques your interest? I'm happy to do whatever you want."

"I don't, really. The second option sounds good to me." I'm happy to do just about anything, so long as it's with you, you think. You find the thought to be incredibly cliché, but unsurprisingly, you can't find it in your heart to care at the moment.

"Alright then, it's s plan." He holds out an arm. "Shall we? Oh! Un-Unless you'd prefer to walk on your own." He shrinks back a little, as though he was afraid he had upset you. Though he's named after a cat, in this moment, you can't help but liken him to a soggy golden retriever barred from entering a home until he gets dried off. It's honestly kind of cute. He probably got manners drilled into him at a young age; you remember the Landeaus are some brand of nobility after all.

You rush to reassure him. "No! No. It's fine. We get to be closer this way, and uh... We won't lose each other either!" You'd say something about keeping each other warm, but that's too corny, even for you.

As your fingers make contact with Gepard's arm, you hear a cut-off high-pitched squeal from a distance. Whipping your head around, you see a flash of blue from a familiar dress. You quickly draw back your hand, spin around, narrow your eyes, and scan the crowd. Of course, there's a lot of normal Belobog citizens and a couple Silvermane guards who immediately stare in different directions as if they weren't just invested in your meetup with Gepard (The bad thing about living in such a small place with people who know all about everyone, you muse. Your relationship is going to be the hottest and latest gossip for what is probably going to be longer than either of you would like; especially after today. Gepard's going to get the brunt of it though; stinks to be him.), but it doesn't take long for you to find who you were looking for.

"You see them too?" you ask your date.

"Unfortunately," he responds. "I had a feeling this might happen, but I was hoping to be wrong."

"Well, it's kind of charming to know that they care so much." you say. "As long as we don't acknowledge them, they'll probably leave us alone?"

The "they" in question consists of some of your friends from both Jarilo-VI and the Astral Express, including Pela, March, Hook, Dan Heng, and Serval... And probably more that you can't see from your quick glance-over. They were at least smart enough to not be clumped together in a group and are instead interspersed throughout your meeting place. Some are doing much better at pretending to be preoccupied with something else than others. You're honestly surprised that no one has gotten loud enough to blow their own cover. That's fine though; you don't think anyone but Serval could pull off interrupting your date without making it awkward for everyone involved (and that was only if she decided to be nice), and you'd prefer not to test out your theory at the moment,

"You're right let's leave them be for now," Gepard responds to your earlier theory. "I get the feeling that letting them have this is the best course of action if we don't want any larger incidents." He offers his arm again, before smiling. "I'm sorry for not mentioning it sooner, but you look especially lovely today."

"You look really good too," You blush. This man is really bad for your heart. You can already see the headline, Trailblazer, deceased. Cause of death presumed to be by sweetness. Prime suspect? Golden retriever boy(friend). This is one fate you'd happily resign yourself to.

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[5tr4wbaby]

sampo and gepard refernces i use when getting commissions and some other ideas! These are from June 2025(except the newest Geppie drawing)

[caelestar]

On my soul, if hyv never let Gepard crash out, I will.

[spooky-ghostea]

Gepard has a very specific and very ritualized way that he likes the armory to be organized and kept. An order of operations. Step-by-step. If he's ever in charge of cleaning or organizing, he never deviates from it.

If he sees another Silvermane Guard on that duty, he won't interrupt, won't say anything, because technically as long as everything is up to standard and in the correct place, they're doing nothing wrong. But he might hover just for a few seconds. Maybe accidentally stress out some poor rookie because he's just standing there looking pensive. But he's just internally pained like "No... you're supposed to polish the shields after hanging the halberds up..."

If he's the one taking up this duty, he is fully locked in. Very focused. Very meticulous. If someone comes in to try help or interrupts or, Aeons forbid, tries to touch something, he gets surprisingly firm about it. Not angry, but just.. putting his foot down a little. Like "No, thank you. I appreciate your offer to help, truly, but I would like to do this myself." And maybe feels a little bad afterwards and questions if he sounded too harsh.

[vileiguana]

Gepard at a restaurant: IN OUR NAME, THE RESERVATION!