#Bodyguard Blog

[urprettylildoe]

𝒟ℯ𝓋ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃

Yandere!bodyguard

♡ Money or not, he's always near.

Note: slight violence, implications of a bad relationship.

Once upon a time, you too were a little girl staring at the TV screen all starry eyed. It was a dream of yours to be like one of those lovely women living the life.

Now, you felt what it was like. Basking in the warmthness of luxury and popularity, it was all you ever wanted.

But fame had an ugly side to it.

Forget the hate — the feeling of eyes wathing your every move, picking apart your every expression to the last bit was exhausting. It was a price to pay, a fellow co-star once advised as your career shot up drastically.

Thankfully, the problem didn't really persist. Matteo was by your side. Even if he was getting paid to do so.

The bodyguard had the muscles for the job and his experience was nothing short of amazing. He worked with countless celebrities bigger than you ever would be. Though, that is the bit that confused you. Why would he settle for you? A big name in the fim industry did offer him a job that paid twice than what you did.

He was doing this for the money...

...right?

♡

"Matteo," you sung softly from behind the curtain. Currently, you were at a store and trying on some outfits.

"Yes, ma'am?" Matteo replied, carrying designer bags on both arms.

Strutting out, you twirled around in the dress. It was a pretty blue colour that fitted you perfectly, almost made specifically for you. He swallowed, throat going dry.

You gushed, "Oh, isn't this perfect? I just have to get it. What do you think?"

His mind went a little fuzzy at that, his heart beating thump thump against his chest. Almost as if he forgot how to speak.

No one could rival a sight like yours, and he's seen lots of sights ever since he decided to protect famous figures worldwide from his youth. However, you carried a charisma, an air about you that was so...enticing.

Was it an exaggeration? No.

Well, was it an understatement? 100%.

Before Matteo could even process the overwhelming feelings all at once, your concerned face came into view. "Are you okay?"

Almost frantically, he nodded. "Yes, yes, I'm fine."

The baby blue dress bounced up and down as you beamed, amusement creeping nto your tone.

"Do you not think my dress looks nice?"

How could you even think that? Just seeing you like this made him so giddy like a schoolgirl, because you were trying on dresses for him. It was a privilege.

"N-no, ma'am, it's so..." Matteo breathed out, "...beautiful."

"Then I'll get the dress! It's not everyday you call something beautiful, 'teo!" You clapped your hands, disappearing back into the dressing room and not giving him time to even react at yiur careful consideration of his opinion.

A smile grew upon his lips as heat rushed to his cheeks and the area downwards.

For the first time in all his years of looming over his clients like a shadow, he never felt wanted, the relationships consisting of professional contracts.

He wouldn't get a single cent and still thank you for letting him protect you.

You got him in too deep. Suffer the consequences of your actions.

Surely, keeping him around meant something?

♡

The car halted in front of the gala.

Perched on the backseat, you wore the pretty blue dress along with your hair and makeup styled to match.

Matteo stared longingly at you through the rear-view mirror. Your pouty lips were coated in gloss, a forbidden place he'd never touch but only look

He cleared his throat. "Ready to go in, ma'am?"

With a nod, you both walked into the event. A bombshell and the striking wolf behind her.

Familiar faces painted on forced smiles as they mingled, paparazzi's cameras flickering constantly.

You were the only authentic one.

"Oh, y/n, I just adore your outfit." A woman who walked up to you complimented.

As you thanked her, Matteo watched like a hawk. He couldn't afford any risks especially when someone tried to slip someting in your drink right in front of him last time.

Amidst the crowd, you both failed to notice some of the paparazzi's attention zeroing in on your bodyguard's intense eyes thay never left you.

Click.

It would make a good story.

All it took was one, stupid glance away, then you vanished out of thin air.

Everything went downhill from there.

Like a rabid dog, Matteo tore through the sea of people, his eyes looking around for your gorgeous, unmistakable features.

Where are you?

You can't go. A dog can't be left alone without his owner.

Please be okay.

♡

You were not okay.

"C'mon, honey, I know you want this too!" That disgusting voice pleaded, paired with a sleazy grin.

Your imbecile of an ex boyfriend couldn't seem to take a hint.

Over a year ago, you had to leave the toxic relationship. Along with being a professional cheater, he also seemed to have a masters in manipulation and narcissism. Now, you were stuck with him in a secluded area. Great.

Frantically, you looked around for Mattheo. Surely, he'd be here any minute. Did he not notice your absence?

"Get off of me! I told you I don't want to see you ever again!" You exclaimed, your voice cracking at the end and making you sound so weak.

All it took was a moment of vunerability for him to go absolutely condescending on you, "I missed you too, babe. Stop playing and let's go back to the way we were." You smelt alchohol on his breath, dread filling your stomach. He got the scariest when drunk.

No matter how much you pulled your wrist out of his grasp, he didn't budge. Were the endless articles about your breakup that went on for months not enough to drive him away?

"Leave me alone!"

"Babe, don't play hard to get."

"No, I'm not, go away."

"You are. Let's go ho-"

"No!"

Without thinking, your hand connected with his cheek, leaving a pink mark in its wake.

Slowly, he reached up to touch it in shock, his dumb gaze flickering from you to his hand on his face. Then, those eyes went absolutely feral.

Almost instantly, he pushed you to the floor, making you hit your side with a wince.

In a terrifying voice, he snarled: "Disgusting woman. I don't know what I even saw in a girl like you who thinks she's all that. Ungrateful."

This is what happened every time. It was like a cycle that no matter how much you tried to break, it managed to suck you back into the same scenario with new blooming bruises to match the old ones.

"I should teach you a lesson. Put you back in your place, what do ya think?

Tears filled your eyes as you peered up at him, "p-please no-"

"Shut up!" He barked, "how annoying can you be? I should get it over with, maybe you'll thank me for it someday."

You raised a hand to cover yourself from the-

A certain force collided into his body.

The two figures tumbled to the ground. Wide, almost insane eyes peered into your ex's.

Matteo. He never looked this terrifying, almost possessed.

Over and over again, the guy received punches like hammers to the point where he almost looked unrecognisable. In that moment, all he saw was red.

"You think you can touch her and can get away with it? You don't even deserve to breathe the same air as her, damn it!" Your guard dog snarled, his teeth bared.

The only things that stopped him from killing the pig were the people who held him back, otherwise Mattheo would be in prison. However, it was still a struggle to hold back the muscular hulk.

Matteo glared while he struggled, "If she wasn't here, you'd be six feet under by now."

His fists shook as the voices inside him demanded more.

Kill him.

Kill him.

He touched your girl.

Snapping out of it, he looked over to where you were curled up against the floor, pitiful sobs escaping your lips. Poor thing.

A silhouette crouched down to your level, despite it still towering over you.

The familiar hands, now coated in blood, cupped your face. "Don't cry. See? I took care of him. The punk doesn't deserve your tears."

Your face was tilted up, your teary eyes framed by the smudged eye makeup.

He brought your shivering form to his chest, nose buried in your hair. Your arms wrapped around him, sobbing into his chest, the safe haven you found solace in.

"You should know by now I'd do anything to protect you."

That was a promise he kept and intended to still keep. Even if he wanted to break it, he couldn't.

After all, loyalty was burned and embedded into his soul, like the devoted man he'll always be.

♡

𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎

@yourprettylildoe

[startheskeletonad]

Who’s there when nightflyer has his sparkling? Cause it would be a pretty awkward way to find out your fiance is cheating on you by showing up to the hospital cause your friend’s having a baby and said fiance is holding his hand during the labor/birth.

Bodyguard AU pt: 8 little boy

(I got impatient)

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[savebylou]

Craig Sherwood passed away, he was the production manager and director of touring for Louis. I wanted to make a post to share some messages of people that worked with him, as a way to honor him and thank him for his work. So sad to hearing about the news, sending condolences to his family, friends and love ones. Rest in peace Craig.

The comments on John's post:

Ben Pitts from seven 7 management:

You can read the fans comment of how kind he was on tour in this post and this other one. Rest in peace Craig, thank you for your work and kidness [x x x x x x x x x x x, 17.06.25, x x x, 18.06.25, x x x x x]

[baeshijima]

mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.

he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.

you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.

in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.

"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."

standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.

"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.

and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.

with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."

silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.

"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"

had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.

his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.

(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.

you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seams from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.

you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)

[laylasverse]

ꫂ᭪. so who wants a wedding invite ??

[murkysummer-ice99]

[faithinlouisfuture]

lando on friday before fp1 - spanish gp 2025

[askurbosasbodyguard]

What if I tell you that I'm a Yiga ?

THEN COME AND FACE ME !!!

DON'T HIDE BEHIND AN ANONYMOUS IDENTITY !!!

YOU'RE SCARED, RIGHT ?!

STUPID BANANA EATER !!

COWARD !!

[d-butler-at-your-service]

Always remember; if you can’t find a threat, it’s hidden in plain sight!

[askthegerudochieftain]

Hey are you aware your 2nd @askurbosasbodyguard is now a sand seal ? Crazy right !

Hmm ... excuse me... ?

How..... ?

...

But... I... guess that would......

...explain... a lot....

[startheskeletonad]

I really want to know what bg!au wavewave think of their son cheating on megatron's daughter... and with starscreams progeny no less lol, is there anything you can share?

Well they definitely wouldn’t know for a while… but you did make me want to finally draw them

Bodyguard AU pt: 6

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[the-mage-class]

everyone's opinions on merasmus ?

Jasper: He’s a…

Serpentine: He’s a nuisance.

Jasper: Yeah. But also a great wizard!

Serpentine: But not great enough to counter me.

[bl-bam-beyond]

THE NEXT PRINCE (2025, THAILAND)

Episode 4

Prince Khanin (CHAWARIN PERDPIRIYAWONG aka NUNEW) is seemingly making a statement as he slips away from his female partner to his bodyguard Charan (PRUK PANICH aka ZEE)

This goes mostly unnoticed until a snafu sets eyes on Male Male couple on the royal dance floor.

His newly found family seem to be in awe including Prince Ramil (KARN KRITSSANAPHAN aka JIMMY) and Calvin (SIRAPHOP MANITHIKHUN aka NET) the Prince of Bhujar (according to MDL but not much is known of this character yet other than NET replaced THOMAS and his new partner JJ replaced KONG due to their BL Your Sky making them unavailable to continue with their roles)

Meanwhile has Khanin let his feelings for his bodyguard be known allowing perhaps the other royal men to be with the men they love...

@pose4photoml @just-another-boyslove-blog @wanderlust-in-my-soul

[goated33]

(With considerable shame) I’m supposed to be studying right now

[authormahimistry]

I was so caught up thinking about the afternoon that I didn’t see where I was stepping. Seconds stretched by as my eyes slowly blinked at the lights and realized that the world wasn’t tripping. I was.

“Motherfuckingshitballs—”

“Quite a dirty little mouth you have.”

A hot, deep voice whispered, strong hand keeping me from tripping. My first thought hearing his voice was sex. And not the sweet, sensual kind with a lover’s clumsy kisses. It was deep, rough, hair-pulling, ass-spanking, knees-and-lips-bruising kind of sex.

Mmm, sexy.

My eyes drifted over to the burly man who was sipping his drink with the stealth of a predator. Panther. He looked like a panther in his black shirt and mysterious aura. I tilted my head, my hair falling over my bare shoulders as goosebumps skittered over my entire body, noticing the large palm wrapped around my arm.

“You should see what else this dirty little mouth can do.”

I blinked. The slow realization of what I had just drunkenly blurted echoing through my head.

Uh. Oh.

I did not just say that out loud.

“Oh, but you did,” the smoky voice said, my eyes drifting from the inked hand on my bare elbow to the arm that was hidden beneath the sleeves of a shirt and an expensive suit hanging from the stool. I was impressed at the size of his biceps, which were probably as big as my thigh, and over to his exposed neck and then his face. My god, he is one of the hottest men I’ve ever seen. “And if that polite but tempting comment was an invitation for me to get you in a room… then my answer is yes. Only if you are sober.” Link: https://www.mahimistry.com/#bossybodyguard

[walpu]

About bodyguard!reader type and path. It may seem like a silly idea, and I don't know why I imagine them being on the path of Harmony.

The concept of someone who in lore-wise could beat the shit out of a lot of people, being in a non-offensive path is quite interesting to me (e.g. Gallagher).

I imagine the mechanics of bodyguard!reader would be around Skill Points, but not like Sparkle. Whenever the reader attacks he replaces a normal skill point with a special skill point, the more points the more bonuses, and the more points the greater the bonuses granted (the skill points exchanged by bodyguard!reader would be spent in a different way than conventional, but I don't know how to explain it without being confusing)

I also imagine that the bodyguard!reader also has a scaling bonus for the number of times they attack, this would increase their attack and also grant bonuses to the team. Furthermore, I imagine that the reader would be the first Harmony character to have a really relevant and considerable DEF bonus (am I just saying this because of Aventurine? Yes, but what to do? They two are a package deal)

Sorry for the long text, I really like mechanics like this because I'm studying game development. (And maybe because I literally have entire concepts with skills, traits, eidolons and light cone for each of the Honkai paths and types? Maybe).

THIS IS GENUENLY SUCH A GOOD CONCEPT @st4rrth0ughts TAKE A LOOOOOK