#IMMORTAL SWORDSMAN (BLADE)

[captastrophe]

" the next time you try and kill us while driving I'll-"

Killing him would do nothing but she did want to throttle the taller man.

"I paint a dick on your face when you're asleep ,"

She is not being petty thank you very much -

"If that's all it took to kill, neither of us would be here." He could barely contain his amusement over how indignant she was over his expert driving skills. They got away and did it in style! All over and news and Stellaron Hunters ramained iconic as they were dangerous.

"Oh? Don't want to look managled in case you run into them (trailblazer) again? Could always ask SilverWolf about a ready to go holographic stand in for those instances or video chats." Now he let about a bemused chuckled as at her pouting and "threat".

"-you could drive next time, passenger princess."

@dvotdovetre

[captastrophe]

"Maybe it will give her the courage to drive the pumper cars the next time those two meet." He was going to confirm or deny anything, but it was clear he was enjoying himself. His driving skills have never gotten any of them killed.

𓇻 ───

"It's not good manners to make fun of girls in love, Bladie."

[aventurineswife]

The Greatest Fear

The soft hum of the universe filled the silence between you and Blade, a haunting quiet that contrasted with the storm swirling within him. His piercing eyes flickered toward you, betraying a rare vulnerability, something more than the weapon he so desperately clung to. He had never been one for words, but in moments like these, his gaze said more than any confession ever could.

You knew of his past—the pain that had warped his soul, the eternal torment he had endured, the twisted dance between destruction and immortality. You’d seen him in battle, fierce and unyielding, the embodiment of a broken weapon. But here, in this moment, there was something different. Something more fragile.

"My own death does not frighten me," Blade murmured, his voice as cold as the blade he wielded, yet laced with an underlying sorrow. He stood beside you, the weight of his cracked sword resting on the ground, as though it too had grown weary. His gloved right hand hovered by his side, the bandages wrapped around his body like the remnants of a shattered existence.

You turned to face him, heart pounding as the words hung between you, thick with the weight of their meaning. The tension in the air was palpable, but it wasn’t the kind of tension that accompanied a fight. This was different—raw, unspoken, a confession hidden within the silence. Your breath caught in your throat.

"But yours?" Blade's voice wavered, just slightly, betraying a crack in his otherwise stoic facade. "Oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear."

A chill ran down your spine, his words wrapping around you like chains. The intensity in his eyes was like fire, but there was no warmth to it. It was the heat of a man who had lost everything, who had seen his world collapse, and who now stood on the precipice of his own existence.

He took a step closer, his towering presence looming over you, his breath steady but heavy. "I have lived through countless battles, countless deaths—mine and others. But the thought of losing you... it would break me."

The vulnerability in his voice, the rare admission of fear, struck you deeper than any sword could. You reached out, hesitantly placing a hand on his arm, feeling the taut muscles beneath the bandages. Blade didn’t pull away. He never did, but this time, there was something different. Something fragile in the way he stood there, unmoving.

"I won’t leave you," you whispered, the promise hanging in the air like a vow. "I’m not afraid of death. But I’m not ready to face it without you."

Blade’s eyes softened, just for a moment. The fire in them dimmed, replaced with something like relief, though it was fleeting. He placed his hand over yours, his touch cool against your skin but oddly comforting, as if grounding him in a world that had long since ceased to make sense.

"You are my greatest strength," he said, his voice a low rasp, a near whisper as he leaned in, close enough that you could feel the heat of his breath against your skin. "And my greatest fear."

The weight of his confession hung in the air, unspoken but understood. Blade, the master swordsman, the embodiment of destruction, was not afraid of his own death. He was afraid of losing you. And that made him more human than any immortal ever should be.

You didn’t speak again. Words weren’t needed. You simply stayed there, together in the silence, as if the universe itself had paused, giving you both a moment to hold onto something you couldn’t quite grasp—something fragile, but worth protecting.

[Original idea]

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

⌗︙・⚠︎ obsessed blade being an utter sadomasochist when it comes to you ⚠︎ ♡⸝⸝

Blade knows you. He knows everything about you—Blade knows everything about what makes you human. He knows what you love, he knows what you dread.

Blade knows that you're the only person who could possibly get his adrenaline pumping in ways he hasn't felt in all of those long, dreadful years of his immortality. Never have you once shown him an ounce of fear during each of your intense battles, eyes piercing into him as you parry his attacks, formulating ways to land a hit on him. Even if he'd managed to overpower you, his body pinning you down as he pants hungrily in excitement and exhaustion, you'd still find a way to headbutt, punch, or kick him away.

It's why he always looks forward to fighting you whenever he's sent away on a mission, barely able to contain the excitement of both inflicting pain upon you and having you inflict pain on him.

He ignores the teasing from Kafka and Silver Wolf, the likes of whom are well aware of just how deep his obsession for you truly runs. But it's not like they can do much to stop him, since he's disgustingly stubborn in his ways, and trying to get him to stop obsessing over you would just be a pointless endeavor. At the very least, there are times when Elios' script does not require the swordsman, though Blade makes his frustration of not being able to see you very obvious.

Blade makes it very clear to the other Stellaron Hunters that he doesn't want any of them to engage in any sort of combat with you. Your fighting prowess is reserved for him and him alone. Those warnings are mostly directed to Kafka since Blade knows that she'd toy around with you for a bit just to mess with him. And in Blade's mind, his rules apply to you as well; you aren't allowed to fight anybody else other than him. If you take aim for Kafka or Silver Wolf, Blade is right there, parrying each and every one of your attacks. You originally thought he was just simply providing time for his accomplices to escape or formulate an attack plan, but he proves you wrong.

He only has it out for you, ignoring your fellow Trailblazers aiming hits at whoever is accompanying him in favor of pouring each ounce of his focus on you. When your companions attempt to distract him with an attack of their own, all he does is kick away your companions, barely sparing them so much as a glance. It's so blatantly obvious to everyone in the vicinity, even becoming a bit of a joke (a rather dark one) that you dryly chuckle about.

Blade's temperament blooms like a hellish flower, corrupt roots digging under his skin and sapping away at his patience when he watches you in secret. He can see the way you interact with your fellow Trailblazers, particularly Dan Heng. How you so openly douse that pathetic little bastard in waves of affection, presenting him with warm smiles and cheerful embraces that have that sniveling coward freeze up. No, he is not jealous, not one bit. His blistering anger bleeds into his strength, and when he faces off against you once more, he does not allow you any breathing room as he mercilessly lands hit after hit on you. To make you feel even a snippet of the pain that you have so unknowingly brought upon him gives Blade a shuddering thrill.

And yet Blade truly does not want to kill you, to snuff out your life and be done with this twisting obsession. He once thought about it—he'd thought it over multiple times inside his broken mind—but found that even thinking about it made a coil of unease squeeze deep inside of him--it felt painful. He's much more willing to drag out these skirmishes, to relish in the feeling of his hands wrapped around your throat, and your weapon just moments away from cutting his throat open.

When Blade feels the oh-so-familiar sting of his flesh having been sliced open by your weapon, a hot pulse of arousal squeezes in his crotch.

"Ah--" It takes a bit too much restraint to swallow up the rest of the satisfied moan that nearly escapes the wide grin spread across his lips. Blade briefly almost humors the sinful thought of letting loose that perverse noise, to see what kind of reaction he could pull from you. It wouldn't matter if your expression would be blank or if you'd given him the most disgusted look you could muster. He'd do anything to get any sort of possible reaction from you.

Though it seems that he doesn't need to bother, as you clearly heard his little slip-up and gave him a look that was clearly saying Really? Did you really just do that? It doesn't matter to him that you're probably misunderstanding why he just nearly moaned, so long as your attention is on him, then he could care less if you think of him as a pervert.

"You're a real piece of work, y'know that?" A sarcastic half grin forms on your lips, though your mood is anything but amused. You grunt as he brutishly swings his sword a little too close to your face, just barely nicking at your skin. "Bet that's why ya keep tryna fight me all the time huh?"

Blade scoffs, though the smoldering excitement in his eyes gives away just how fucking excited he truly is. "What's it to you? If you got a damn problem," he heaves as you land a booming kick to his hip, forcing him to skid away, "Then keep it to yourself."

"Yeah I got a damn problem, you freak." Oh yeah, call the guy who's currently trying to tear you into fucking pieces a freak. That'll help you beat his ass and successfully retreat back to the safety of the Astral Express. Seriously, if he wanted to get his rocks off just because of a fight, he could've fought anybody else and been done with it. It feels pretty icky knowing that this guy was a deranged pervert who got off from getting the crap beat outta him.

And now you're stuck fighting him. Great. The universe must truly savor your suffering.

Over and over the pattern is repeated—you land a hit on Blade, he kicks you away, he shoves his entire weight against you, lands a hit on you, and vice-versa. His sword doesn't cut you deep enough to be fatal, but the open wounds still fester with your blood. Blade isn't looking much better either, a single harsh bruise upon his cheek where you'd punched him before. His clothes are ripped in various places, his blood staining the cloth. His wounds are healing though, no thanks to that stupid self-healing ability of his. But it's clear that you're still wearing each other down rather significantly, though Blade seems to be recovering his strength bit by bit.

"Fuck, you asshole.." You cough, attempting to keep your body steady despite the throbbing aches all over. If this keeps up, you'll be too exhausted to even block an attack and if that happens you'll—

Just vaguely, you can hear your name being called. A familiar voice, though tinted with a touch of anxiety, is nonetheless filled with concern. It breaks your concentration from the fight, and even if your entire body is screaming from pain and exhaustion, you strangely find it in yourself to smile in relief as you call out his name.

"Da-.."

There is a sudden sharp pressure against your neck, and your vision suddenly spins as the ground seemingly disappears beneath your feet. You feel yourself flying. You can barely even think before thundering pain violently assaults your head and spreads to your back and the pressure around your neck tightens. All you can feel is pain, a newly born headache pounding at the back of your head, and your limbs too heavy to move. It isn't until Blade ducks his face down uncomfortably close to yours that you realize what has happened.

He fucking slammed you against the ground. That flighty sensation you'd felt was just him lifting you up by your throat and then slamming you back down. You stupidly let down your guard and now you barely have the strength to even breathe. Blade watches you, now akin to prey caught by the hunter.

He looks excited.

"He can't save you," he hisses. His smile is like a crescent moon. "None of them can. I could kill you right now and they can't do anything about it. Your final moments could be all mine."

To prove his point, he digs his fingers into your skin, readying to crush your windpipe. Dry wheezes and gasps escape your mouth, and even despite all the pain, you struggle fervently. You are scared, yes, but more than anything, you are angry. If you wanted to die in a fight, you rather die at someone else's hands rather than the bastard above you.

He chuckles, a dreadful sound that pierces your ears. "That's it, keep looking at me like that. Show me everything of yours, (name)--your hatred, your fear, your pain, everything." His grip loosens and you hold in every urge to vomit. You feel sick, sicker than you have ever felt in your entire life.

"Quit... quit talking like you know me or some shit.." You angrily wheeze out. A thick metallic taste spreads on your tongue. Shit, a concussion is the least of your worries now if you're suffering from internal bleeding.

"Oh, but I do know you. I know everything about you (name)," Blade is no longer human to you now. He is a monster, a monster that is enjoying the torment that he assaults you with. "I know what you love. I know what you dread."

The hand around your throat withdraws swiftly, but you can't even try and make a move before your face is cupped, almost tenderly. With your head in place, all you can see, feel, and hear are Blade. He overloads your senses with him. Forcing you closer to him, you realize that he's going to kill you and squirm. He wants you to look him in the eyes as you die—

"I know everything about what makes you human."

Blade kisses you. He doesn't kill you. Blade kisses you, the taste of cigarettes and blood filling your mouth as he hungrily devours your lips. He doesn't kill you, because he loves you so much that he hates you for rendering him into such a love-stricken fool.

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[yuesya]

Kamado Tanjiro gasps, barely able to stop himself from pitching forward and toppling face-first into the cold, hard ground.

“Stand down. This is an order!”

Those had been the words that Rengoku-san had spoken to them. To Tanjiro in particular, due to the heavy injuries that he’d suffered while fighting the demon who’d fused himself with the train just earlier.

Lower Moon One. A powerful demon, as one of the Demon Lord’s named Moons–

“If you reopen your injuries again, then it will be fatal! Do not move, Kamado Tanjiro!”

… But now, Rengoku-san was fighting Upper Moon Three, all on his own. An Upper Moon, the third-ranked strongest out of all the demons that Kibutsuji Muzan had created with his own blood. And Rengoku-san was fighting it with all his strength.

…

The demon had appeared out of nowhere. Had nearly killed Tanjiro in the blink of an eye –but Rengoku-san had intervened, and saved his life. He’d ordered Tanjiro and Inosuke to stand down and stay out of the fight.

Even without life-threatening injuries… just watching the battle, Tanjiro knows that neither one of them would’ve been able to help Rengoku-san.

Rengoku-san was fighting the Upper Moon on his own.

Harsh clanging rings out through the clearing; the demon meets each swing of Rengoku-san’s sword with his own fists. Joyous laughter echoes and resounds in the air –Won’t you become a demon and immortalize such transcendent martial prowess for all eternity, Kyojuro?– as the demon unflinchingly presses forward with his vicious onslaught.

But whereas the demon’s regenerative abilities ensure that any injuries inflicted upon him are healed within the blink of an eye, humans possess no such regenerative capabilities.

And even though Rengoku-san is the Flame Pillar, is leagues and bounds more powerful than any rank and file swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps… he is human.

And humans are fragile. When they are injured, they do not regenerate as demons do.

Rengoku-san is strong, is meeting Upper Moon Three blow for blow, but–

Every injury that is incurred takes a toll from him. Every cut, every graze; every laceration, every–

There is a sickening crunch when one of Upper Moon Three’s punches catches Rengoku-san in the side, and Tanjiro can’t help the involuntary cry that falls from his throat when the Flame Pillar spits out a mouthful of blood onto the demon’s face.

But even so, Rengoku-san does not waver.

Does not falter, and simply tightens his grip on the hilt of his sword as he lets out a fierce roar and goes in for another blow.

Please, Rengoku-san–!

Blood drips onto the ground, blooming into a dark puddle beneath his feet, but Rengoku-san remains undaunted. Readies his blade, and strikes–

“Ninth Form: Rengoku!”

Dust fills the air, cast up by the sheer force of the attack as demon slayer and demon clash together once more. Tanjiro blinks rapidly as he peers through the fog, desperately hoping that Rengoku-san will–

…?

… What?

Tanjiro blinks, disconcerted by the sight that slowly swims into view through the slowly-clearing dust in the air.

There is a girl, there.

Except Tanjiro swears that there hadn’t been anyone else around in the nearby vicinity at all –aside from the train passengers, all of whom were well away from the site of battle– and yet, it’s undeniable that there’s a girl standing here! Long white hair, pale skin, and dressed in a dark kimono that doesn’t look anything like a Demon Slayer Corps uniform.

And yet, she’s standing between Rengoku-san and Upper Moon Three, evidently unbothered and completely at ease. The demon has even retreated a slight distance away from Rengoku-san, who’s currently collapsed on the ground, coughing blood.

Relief wars with confusion in Tanjiro’s mind. What was going on–?

“Move aside,” the demon finally says, narrowing his eyes. “I don’t kill women.”

The girl nods easily, “Then die.”

[bloodyeterna]

Whats Phoenix-A like? Specifically, wow would you describe like the environment of the station? And any hints for Anku's backstory relating to Phoenix-A?

This is such an amazing question! I'm happily willing to bring an answer to explain all of it!

• Phoenix - A • [Fan-made Honkai Star Rail Space Station]

Phoenix-A is a massive space station with the visual form of a black hole. (Explains why it was named after one.) Most of space ships who are unaware of this place confuse this space station with a black hole.

Phoenix-A being a massive space station could be also considered as a planet, but the correct way to refer to it is as a massive space station with advanced technology and plenty of "cities" inhabiting it.

The environment is similar to what cyberpunk/the underground(Arcane) is. They're so advanced technologically, that they have floating cars, motorcycles (like the Tron ones for example).

An evidence is Anku having one of them!

• Anku's origins •

[This is an updated version of her lore, due to the recent updates in-game]

Anku's actual name is Aikaterini, and she was born in Amphoreus, yet they lived in an excluded place due to their species being an hybrid of a human and owl.

Her mother's name is Athena, and she's a skilled swordsman who worked as a captain on the Phoenix-A space station. Due to multiple reasons, Athena had to take Aikaterini with her to the space station, therefore she became her daughter's master and taught Aikaterini how to fight, etc.

Phoenix-A then had a war with monsters, and that's when it is discovered that a stellaron was starting to manifest and putting in danger the space station, but it'd take a while for it to consume the entire place.

Long story short, Athena saw how this war wasn't looking that good, she decided to make Anku leave on a spaceship and sent her to an unknown location (The Xianzhou Luofu) so she could survive.

Aikaterini then, disguised herself as an owl and had to forcedly take the spaceship, yet there were difficulties (she bruised her ankle because of a monster attacking her).

After landing on the Xianzhou as an owl with a bruised ankle, a young man with long and white hair found it and took care of it. (Yingxing A.K.A Blade before being cursed)

A couple of years passed

Long story short X2 after what happened with Yingxing and getting cursed with immortality, he disappeared and got turned into a Stellaron Hunter. Aikaterini decided to go look after him, yet before that, she decided to go check on the Phoenix-A space station first, with the difference that she was more prepared to fight.

Aikaterini found this place infested with hundreds of monsters, she made her way to her master Athena but she was found dead. Aikaterini had a breakdown and started a slaughter of monsters due to the rage and sadness that was consuming her. Later on, she finishes with most of them.

The Stellaron Hunters had Phoenix-A as their destination due to the Stellaron growing on it, this is when Silver Wolf hacked the cameras on the space station and finds out that all the residents were dead, except for one who'd be surrounded by corpses of monsters and seemed extremely mad.

This is when Kafka gets interested on her and the leader of the Stellaron Hunters orders Kafka to convince Aikaterini to join them due to her potential.

Aikaterini then changes her name as Anku with her new identity and joins the Stellaron Hunters.

[freezing-kaiju]

IT'S TIME FOR THE NEW 12 EPISODE POLL!!!!! WE BEGIN, WE ENTER, WE LOOK ALIVE! E LOOK TO THE PAST! You voted for familiar creators and friend recs i the past, and the friend recs tend towards longer shows so those'll be for when Dirty Pair's done, but for now, let's go with Familiar Creators!!!! SO!!!

NINE! CHOICES!

Canaan, a TYPE-MOON and Kinoko Nasu story as well as a returnee to the poll. A yuri story involving a Middle Eastern mercenary’s quest for revenge and simultaneous effort to protect her beloved friend, a photographer investigating various things in Shanghai.

Akudama Drive, by Too Kyo Games and Kazutaka Kodaka, of Danganronpa fame. A fake crime-doer and a bunch of very real crimers do One Last Big Heist in the cyberpunk future while being hunted down by the government. Previous poll near-winner, I’ve heard it’s fun, tragic, and possibly even based. Comes most highly recommended of these shows.

Chaos Dragon: Sekiryuu Seneki, by Urobuchi, Nasu, the Durarara guy, one of Kamen Rider Blade’s two writers Shou Aikawa, and two of their friends. It’s a TTRPG adventure! where they each play only one character! God, I NEED to see a show where Gen Urobuchi writes ONLY ONE character! Ultimately it’s a story about a small kingdom’s king trying to stop two larger countries from destroying his smaller one, which feels interesting bc it’s rare to get any TTRPG campaign where there is A Protagonist...

Girls’ Last Tour, source material by the shimeji simulation author, Tsukumizu. Cozy adventures through an apocalyptic dying world. I don’t do well with apocalyptic settings, but I love Shimeji Simulation a lot and I’ve heard so many good things about this one that I wanna give it a shot.

Mermaid Forest, by Rumiko Takahashi, of Ranma 1/2 and Urusei Yatsura. Two immortals who ate mermaids travel to find another mermaid in the hopes they can make them mortal once more. One of those classic kinda tales, and I really wanna see a rumic story that’s.....not 150 eps long...

Magical☆Shopping Arcade Abenobashi BY Hideaki Anno, of Shin Kamen Rider, Shin Godzilla, and Shin Ultraman. What if you were isekaied but it was just into a mall. A wacky hyperdimensional mall. The tone seems extremely lolrandomxd, and it’s one of Anno’s few 12 ep works.

RErideD: Derrida, who leaps through time, character designs by Yoshitoshi ABe of serial experiments lain and Haibane Renmei fame. Guy who made robots gets frozen and wakes up to a robot war, oh fuck. Oh fuck, he’s supposed to protect his best friend’s daughter! AAAAAAAA! Disaster!!! I’m not sure whether he leaps through time any more than once. though.

Katanagatari, by NISIOISIN, creator of Bakemonogatari and Medaka Box. What if a swordless swordsman teamed up with an ambitious shogunate villainess to fulfill her scheme of stealing 12 legendary swords. One of them quality straights kinda shows NisioisiN loves making, seems to have a fun power system that I wanna experience. One of the ones I’ve seen around on tumblr that made me wanna get into liveblogging.

Kino’s Journey, scripted by Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040 and Perfect Blue writer Murai Sadayuki, a writer I really think deserves more credit. Does crazy good work in adaptations. Nonbinary adventurer and talking bike go through different parables, functioning as observers of different forms of society and different ways of life.

[doctorsfavorite]

Reblog game! Summarize you and your F/O’s lore in a single sentence that is technically true but deliberately misleading, kind of like a newspaper headline! For example:

Philip - Disgruntled 17th-century slime mold finds love after being resurrected by occult enthusiast, now bonds with her over shared abandonment issues.

Zandik - Scientist kidnaps local desert girl from ex-colleague, turns her into a living sandstorm and asks that she marries a harem of his clones.

Blade - Immortal swordsman with anger issues teams up with his bug-like wife to fight space werewolves and rewrite destiny, all while dodging therapy.

Proship/Comship and F/O doubles please DNI.

divider by cafekitsune

[yanderehsr]

Hello again I hope you're doing well and having a nice day anyways I kind of wanted to switch up my oc

Name: Rosemary

Age: 19

Personality: she is a cold person but she's also a kind person or gentle

Backstory: Rosemary is known for being a kind person but to the incident where she almost got sexually assaulted no one believed her though then she was killed no one cared about her death but Rosemary wanted them to pay so she made sure they all paid Rosemary manipulated and gaslighted everybody and doing this or that what she wanted she won't gaslight anyone but if she finds out that you're the one that bullied her you are dead meat but hey if you change then you'll be fine then she became immortal

Abilities: Rosemary controls these red poison butterflies which it's actually inspired from a manhwa that I read Rosemary has to consume poison though to control it don't worry there is medicine for it however the medicine always leaves her numb which means that it's slowly helping her with the poison madness or illusion butterflies she always uses them though she is a great swordsman however in order to summon them she has to cut the opponent or the opposite she can cut herself and she can summon them madness energy she hinges on that madness though so yeah she has the ability to teleport so yeah however she doesn't really use it though

Appearance: Rosemary has red eyes and long dark red hair that is almost like a black but it's red on the back or should I say inside of the back of the hair Rosemary wears a black top with a black skirt she also has a black jacket that hangs on her shoulders she wears black boots and where is this choker has a rose on it Rosemary loves sweets very much though she also has this villainous beauty going on in fact she used it against her bully who took it too far by sending her to the hospital so she took revenge and use that beauty against him she manipulated and gaslighting him

About her: in all honesty though she may act like a villain or villainous sometimes but you can't blame her though due to the fact that she's been through a lot I mean she did become immortal she smells like wine and ice cream vanilla ice cream and roses she's has a doll like appearance so she knows that her death won't comes so she no longer yearns for death she is a wandering swordsman or a wanderer in the past though she gaslighted the people that she hated and manipulate them you know but she giving that villainous beauty and also she also represents the red spider Lily the spider Lily is a beautiful flower but also deadly due to the fact that it has poison so yeah she's inspired from that she also really loves spider lilies very much very much red and black will be her favorite color however other colors suit her perfectly she wears makeup specifically red lipstick and I kind of want to show the picture so here but she would always wear different lipsticks though the picture is right there though

Sorry if this is very long oh yeah I also forgot to mention she walks in these dresses though whatever she's not doing anything so she has like a lot of free time

Sorry if I'm showing too many pictures I hope you have a wonderful night toodles

I know I have read that manhwa but I can't remember where or what the name was🤔

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Blade: He begs her to poison him, he wants to feel like he's dying and the illusions and pain is as close as he can come, in a way that makes him similar to Rosemary since they both yearn for death, even if Rosemary has stopped yearning for it, Blade will take any connection possible.

The fact that she doesn't mind Blade's possessive behaviour will only fuel him to act even more possessive and deranged, he wont try to hide it, will kill right in front of her and smile while doing it.

Hopefully Rosemary wont mind being kidnapped as well, cus there is no way that Blade will ever let anyone else lay their disgusting looks on her, she may be strong but that would never stop Blade from taking her away.

"So beautiful, so prescious and all MINE"

Yoimiya: She sees only the best in Rosemary, no matter how villainous she acts, she loves to stare at her butterflies, how beautiful they are, she just doesn't like that Rosemary has to hurt herself every time she uses it... well that or hurt enemies but enemies don't just appear at random.

Yoimiya clings herself to Rosemary, never leaving her side, she can't even imagine a life where Rosemary is in, she just needs her to stay sane anymore, she has become an addiction to Yoimiya, and she doesn't mind at all.

Yoimiya just does whetever Rosemary wanna do, if she wanna paint then Yoimiya will paint as well, wanna get some revenge, of course Yoimiya will join as well. Yoimiya's life revolves around Rosemary and that wont stop anytime soon.

"Soooo, what do you wanna do today, I'm up for anything as long as you wont to do it"

(Ok, does anyone know the title of the manhwa, it's killing me not knowing😭)

[apompkwrites]

Part 2 of Actual Villian Black Sheep

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Disamonia

Sukuna!Older!Draconia

Sukuna!Draconia is selfish, cold-hearted, immoral, and exceptionally sadistic. Due to his immense power, he rarely cares about the consequences of his actions, even if these affect his younger brother, Malleus. Sukuna!Draconia is aware of his immense power and is quite arrogant about it, brutalizing his old advisor while being patronizing and proclaiming his superiority over them. For this reason, he is highly dismissive of his opponents and rarely takes them seriously, even explicitly stating he would kill Malleus if he ever disappoints him. However, these brutish traits are not to be confused for stupidity. Sukuna!Draconia is highly intelligent and manipulative. He has also displayed the ability to acknowledge and praise his opponents. The only one he seems to acknowledged as his companion is Alucard!Vanrouge and does seem to acknowledge Yuu's existence as they had stop Alucard!Vanrouge from killing Ace and Epel.

Alucard!Older!Vanrouge

Alucard!Vanrouge is violent, sadistic, and masochistic, often belittling opponents after allowing himself to be shot to bits by them before regenerating his wounds. He's not just cruel towards faes - he's cruel to humans, too. If Yuu hadn't stopped him, he would've killed both Ace and Epel. He abhors cowards and treats his enemies extremely brutally, enjoying both inflicting pain and taunting them, especially those who can't control themselves; all accompanied by his sarcastic humor. One such example is Riddle and Jamil, to which Alucard!Vanrouge calls them cowards and belittles them. The only he acknowledged is Sukuna!Draconia as his master, but he does find amusement in Yuu and their determination to stop him from killing their friends.

Blade!Silver

Blade!Silver is swordsman who abandoned his body to become a blade. Birth name unknown. He pledges loyalty to his old kingdom and possesses a terrifying self-healing ability. Blade!Silver wields an ancient sword riddled with cracks, just like his body and his mind. He also pretty chill whenever he's not in battle or locating one of his targets. He also "blessed" with some form of immortality, but sees it more as a curse than anything.

DUDE imagine Sukuna!Draconia who is so feared amongst all of Briar Valley that he becomes a bad omen, a story to keep children in check lest the "demon of Briar Valley" haunts them. And all the while Sukuna!Draconia relishes in the attention, but he hates that he's mostly used as a children's tale.

Alucard!Vanrouge is definitely just a pawn to Sukuna!Draconia, but what does he care? I love the parallels between Lilia and Alucard!Vanrouge and their relationships to their respective Draconia. Like, Lilia serving as a father figure to Malleus and being a guiding force for him, while Alucard!Vanrouge is just a plaything, a stepping stone for Sukuna!Draconia's plans.

NO THE ANGST POTENTIAL THAT BLADE!SILVER HAS OML !!!!!! Like, I can see Lilia knowing Blade!Silver, either fighting against him or stumbling upon him after finding Silver. I can see Lilia gathering stories about Blade!Silver, hoping to one day share them with Silver, but he quickly abandons that idea when he sees who Blade!Silver used to be (or, at least, who Lilia assumes him to be) and now he can't bear the idea that he might have very well cost Silver a sibling.

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Sword gays showdown, round 0.5

Propaganda:

For Liu Qingge:

Warning for spoilers, He’s the War God of Bai Zhan Peak basically the original sword gay in the world of SVSSS, whether or not you ship him with Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe or neither the point still stands that he’s a draw his sword first ask questions later kinda guy. Also SQQ basically canonically calls him a pretty boy, what more do you need 

He's one of the best swordsmen in-universe! According to the author, he's not interested in a relationship so he's canonically aro and possibly ace as well!

For Kurogane:

He's been practicing swordplay since his dad started teaching him when he was a kid, and inherited the sword Ginryuu that's been in his family for generations.  He now uses his skill with a blade to protect the people he cares about, and is considered the strongest swordsman in his country.  He once cut off his own arm with his sword to save the life of the man he loves, and honestly isn't that just Peak Sword Gay?

he's over six foot & his sword is almost as tall as he is, his husband (technically not canon but by god the queer subtext is h e a v y) is an immortal vampire wizard twink whose life he saved by cutting off his own arm, he's a family man first & a mass murderer second, he's that one tumblr post that's like "it's not my fault my love language is acts of service & all I know how to do is kill", he is the most mentally stable member of his traumatized little found family & he's doing his level best to drag the rest of them up with him no matter how much they (specifically his husband) might kick & scream about it

[flowersonpebbles]

Week 1: Origins 1. Family – Hawke

TW: violence, blood, character deaths, angst, ot3

@elfroot-and-laurels

Malcolm was her father, born in Ferelden, but his grandparents were from very far away. Emmerhikka swears she and the twins couldn’t come from just him, but it sure looks like they did. Emmerhikka and Carver have more hair - like Leandra does, though. Emikka and Bethany are also taller than Carver and Malcolm. The girls both have profound magic as well… Malcolm taught her to control it since she was young, she had to after all. To hide it and still have her talents prosper was important to stay free of the Circle and not fall prey to demons. True, her talents were innate, but at times it felt so inane to be taught things she wasn’t even allowed to use in her life regularly.

She wanted to help Carver fit in though, her baby brother oft felt left out when the girls were being taught magicks by their father. So, when they were done for the day with magic, Emikka stole Carver away, looking for any swordsman kind enough to entertain two children by teaching them tricks and important things to keep in mind in battle. She even scoured a sword as big as the little boy once when they were on the move again. She made a good friend with a soldier at one town and trained Carver alone when Emikka was busy with lessons with her sister. Emikka also wanted to know how to protect without magic though, so she made sure to make her staff weighted at all times, with blades at the tips to make something akin to a lance in Ferelden. She also made sure she was the one to chop wood everyday – it made her arms stronger.

One day, mere months before Malcolm had died, he found Emikka training with her lance. He looked sad, and said something that has stuck with her since. “Remove the weights, you no longer need them. If you are forever burdened with limitless weights, you shall eventually shatter.” He helped her remove the weights that day, helped her remake her staff with a longer blade and called it a naginata, a precious gem at the top of her new naginata, one she’s yet to see anywhere else except from his staff where he had removed it for her. He called it a jade gem, it always helped for increasing his healing powers.

Emmika has gone through many staffs through the years in Ferelden and Kirkwall, but she always kept the jade gem firmly tied to any staff in use, never selling it. It couldn’t heal Bethany after the ogre attacked her and it also didn’t cure the Blight from Wesley, nor Carver… It was nearly thrown to pieces when Leandra died in her arms, for it did nothing. For all her healing spells, everyone died that was blood, or doomed to live a short life. Yet she lived. Maybe she should break the jade, divide it so each of her friends-new  family should have a piece to keep them alive… Especially Fenris and Isabella.

Maybe her father meant to curse her with some sort of immortality with this jade, so she can be his legacy. The last of the Hawke bloodline. She won’t touch blood magic like he or Merrill did, though. It mortifies her too much…

Until she was pushed too far – mortified of something even more horrifying than blood magic- in the fade, that is…

[tennessoui]

oh my god old guard obikin!!!!!!! I can also see like....obi-wan is still an excellent swordsman and teaches baby immortal anakin all the skills he's picked up in centuries of not dying :D Also does obi-wan have lovely romantic poetic speeches like joe?? because that would be very nice :)

(old guard au!)

i think old guard obi-wan would best be described as very reluctant to use his hundreds of years of swordsmanship knowledge because at heart he is a scientist and an artist and not a fighter, but that doesn't mean he's not very adept with the blade....

when anakin joins after he dies the first time, he's literally so excited for weapons training because he's spent most of his life sick or frail and is now able-bodied (and he's anakin so he likes the violence of a fight)

mace thinks obi-wan should teach anakin because they have the strongest bond because of the undrecovr work obi-wan did, but it turns out obi-wan is a bit reluctant to teach anakin sword-fighting or anything violent and he has very creative solutions to distract anakin from sword learning....

mace: so anakin how much progress did you make today with the blade.

anakin, suddenly remembering that that's what was supposed to happen today: oh!!! oh... um....

obi-wan: we had sex instead.

mace: again??? obi-wan this is the 12th time this week

obi-wan, smugly drinking his wine: yes it's a good thing we heal so fast or neither of us would be able to sit for dinner right now.

[lumilasi]

Final character for the antagonist group for Starknight tag, and arguably the true main antagonist overall.

His looks is fairly simple in human form, given the flashier part will be the Deity form. Also I guess this reveals Amaros' former hair color (he's now bald)

Info below:

Name: Sam (Full name Samar Samaros)

Age: Old. but he roughly appears as someone around their forties.

Height: 180 cm

A Mysterious Soul Eater who is actually a Half-Deity, due to being the brother of the Soul Eater King & the first ever Soul eater created.

Family: Brother Amir (now known as Amaros), late sister-in-law Theya, Niece Saba, Nephew-in-law Shaell, Grandnephews Azul and Reuben.

Role: One of the antagonists for the Sterling family, often behind whatever chaos they are trying to solve. Later the main antagonist once he gets his memory back.

'Love interest': There's some sexual tension between him and Cornel, that the latter tends to take advantage of occasionally to mess with him. (Samar finds the fact he's attracted to Cornel lowkey irritating, because Cornel reminds him of his nephew-in-law lol)

Comrades:  Vincent DeVos (A plaque demon) Cornel Sala(An Ether born vampire) His boss Camilla Barone (Human mobster)

Rival: His brother & his nephew-in-law

Powers:

Soul manipulation: Like all Soul eaters he can study, track, manipulate and devour souls, but on top of those things he can ALSO full on destroy them from existence, something S.E can't typically do. (Devouring doesn't destroy the soul, it just eventually moves it forward in life-cycle once the soul eater dies)

Immortality: being a Deity essentially, he does not age from the moment he was turned, and doesn't get sick either. He is also incredibly difficult to damage, and his injuries heal almost completely very fast majority of the time

Swordsmanship: he is an excellent swordsman, capable of summoning a blade reminescent of the one his brother carries.

Immense physical strength: This guy, while he doesn't look like much, is incredibly durable to the point human weapons don't do shit to him, and he can break people's bones with ease or tear off their limbs. (He is insanely strong even by Ether standards)

Soul Eater form: his form is far more powerful than any other Soul Eater in existence (with the exception of his distant descendant, Jurou Alistair Blackthorne who has the unique ability to even affect the souls of Deities like Samar and Shaell) and this form is basically a Deity rather than a mortal, where his strength grows tenfold from what it already is by default.

Weaknesses:

Due to his injuries from the previous battle against Amaros and Shaell, his strange scar is often aching where he struggles to move that side arm and shoulder. It also constantly bleeds energy when in his Deity form, and is a weak spot to strike in a fight.

He is not the best at handling people being attracted to him, and tends to get flustered by flirting easily.

His desire for vengeance has somewhat blinded him for the actual harm his crusade could cause, and sadly his stint without his memory didn't help soften his position and give him important perspective he needs, resulting in him eventually going back to his old ways of trying to hunt down and kill his brother. (Basically, this guy is stubborn to a major fault when he's angry)

Personality:

He is mostly seen as very quiet and calm individual, who seems to be the one helping to keep Camilla's more eccentric duo of mythical subordinates in check. He has somewhat of a parental side to him he often aims at her and Vincent/Vee especially, and is most likely to check and make sure everyone is alright.

While he seems calm, if you know how to push his buttons (like Cornel) he can be very easily angered and pulled into a loud debate or even a fight. He is also notoriously stubborn once he's made a decision, and it can be hard to persuade him to change his mind.

He is somebody who tends to care about people he's close with intensely, which in part resulted to his burning hatred for his brother after being made to think Amir killed his own family, even if accidental. (This turns out not to be even fully true; his sons survived and were simply thrown forward in time) It also manifests with his high protectiveness over Camilla.

BG Story

Samar is the older brother of Amir Samaros, a former Soulcaster Sorcerer-turned-Soul Eater. He used to have close and good relationship with his sibling and his sibling's wife Theya, being a very supportive presence for Amir and his daughrer Saba after They sadly passed away in childbirth. He did not approve Saba's choice of a husband that much, namely because he and Shaell's personalities clashed naturally, and he felt Shaell was too unpredictable and reckless (failing to realize his niece was very similar) Things changed however when Amir, in an attempt to save his newborn daughter's life after she'd been severely wounded in battle AND find a way to end the massive war going on at the time, performed a forbidden ritual he'd been studying, and seemingly ended up killing both his daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren in the process. This ritual also turned Samar into a Soul eater against his will.

grief stricken and driven mad with anger, Samar attempted to kill his brother, but at the time was far too weak given he was not the one directly involved in the ritual. He then spent eons trying to discover where his brother had gone after the war, clashing with him and losing the fight each time. Amir, unable to get through to him, eventually decided to just erase his memory and send him to the human realm with the help of his son-in-law who turned out to be alive, hoping that would finally calm Samar down enough so he could see reason again.

Samar was taken in by the Barone family after witnessing his strength, and he has been working for them for a long time now, not remembering anything about his past apart from his name being "Sam" or something akin to it. However, as a young Shadowcaster Chester Knight starts digging into his past and thus has run-ins with them, his memory ends up eventually coming back....

FUN FACTS

Samar is bi

He tends to get annoyed when people imply he sleeps with Camilla (because he sees her like a honorary niece)

Cornel and him bicker constantly about how to approach situations, but while it seems they can't stand each other, there is a level of mutual respect between the two, and both are equally protective of their boss Camilla. This dynamic mimics his relationship with his Nephew-in-law Shaell from the past (minus the whole attraction part)

Samar is very parenty with Vee, and also feels sympathetic for his unrequited love, though he can also tell exactly why he was rejected...

He does find it a bit annoying that Cornel is taller than him, then again Cornel is very good at pissing him off no matter what. (and he ALSO finds it annoying he's attracted to the vampire without him even needing to use his charm powers)

His scar from the battle against his brother glows white when he uses his powers, both in human and Deity form.

When it is revealed that "Chester Knight" and his brother Reuben are his grandnephews, he refuses to believe it at first, thinking it is another ploy his brother is pulling to try to get him off his back, just like what he did last time with Shaell.

The main reason why him killing Amaros is a major bad thing, is because that would essentially strip every single Soul Eater in existence from their power as well - and would in many cases kill the person. Samar is not aware of this, and initially doesn't believe this claim either when confronted about it.

Eventually his grandnephews do get through to him though, and after that final major fight, he disappears for a while in shame of his actions.

[sercphs]

About Seth: Immortality

Verse || Honkai: Star Rail

⠀⠀⠀⠀Seth's age is in the upper reaches of known Xianzhou Ages, putting him somewhere around Jingliu's age - however he doesn't show even the most base signs of being afflicted by Mara even after centuries.

⠀⠀⠀⠀In ages past, this came from the fact that Seth could be considered a man of single-minded focus and purpose. For many centuries, Seth was a warrior on the front lines of any conflict the Yaoqing found itself in and cemented himself as a swordsman of incredible skill. Seth's focus and commitment was as sharp as the blade in his hands, and it allowed him to walk the fine line in his mind that kept him from ever falling to Mara.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Through unrelenting time and entropy, Seth remained unnaturally level-headed and decisive, long since setting his personal emotions to the wayside so that he could continue to walk that line he needed to. After all, he refused to ever become an enemy of the very thing he swore to protect for so long as he lives: The Xianzhou Yaoqing. Even now, he has come to reside as its Vice General, and though his battlefield now is political and paperwork, his commitment is unwavering and unshakable.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Or it was, until the day that an Emanator of Finality was brought to his attention, and he followed the only course of action he believed to be correct in that moment: making contact to know if there was a danger to his home and people.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Unwittingly he brought Terminus' gaze upon himself.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Though unafflicted by Mara, Seth was easily overpowered by the second consciousness that took root in his mind alongside the gaze, and was only narrowly stopped by the combined efforts of multiple parties that came to meet the newly awoken Emanator Consciousness that was driving his body in place of him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀When returned to control of his own body, Seth's condition had changed - the blessing that powered his body and prolonged life had once come from Yaoshi, the Abundance, but that had been effectively burned out of him by the new authority. Instead, when Terminus had cast THEIR gaze upon him, he had been engraved with the Sixth authority of Finality: Death.

⠀⠀⠀⠀In this sense, his immortality born of Abundance was overwritten by an immortality born of Finality. No longer was his life extended for the sake of the Aeon he hunted, but it was extended for the sake of the Aeon he loathed to imagine returning. Now living forevermore for the sake of bringing about Finality's return, Seth's new battle of focus is against the second mind that slumbers within his body.

⠀⠀⠀⠀A body that cannot age, nor can it die, a body eternal - sworn in servitude to the forces that the Vice General grows increasingly less trusting of. Even the Path he strode for much of his life has come under scrutiny, for even Lan of the Hunt brings him unease.

⠀⠀⠀⠀To the Vice General, this undying and unyielding body is forevermore a curse and blessing intertwined.

[tarnishedinquirer]

Stormveil Gate Courtyard

I went through the back walkways of the castle for a bit before I came out overlooking the entrance. There was a fog door here, but no imp statue in sight. So, there was only one way to go.

Now that I was above and behind them, it was easy to take out the ballistas. There were a good dozen soldiers in the yard, at least, but through careful use of chokepoints I was able to take them out one by one.

I'll be honest, standing on a mountain of dead soldiers like this was a little bit scary to me. I was never a master swordsman nor mage. Just a little bit of this, a little bit of that. Now, all of the sudden, I was cleaving through trained soldiers like it was nothing. I could justify that maybe they were weakened by whatever was covering their armor in thorns, but no... this was me. This is the strength of runes.

In the gatehouse, I found a commoner's garb, and the voice filled me in on something I'd already guessed.

Modest garb made of cloth. Standard wear for commoners of the Lands Between. The board hung from the neck depicts a sprawling tree, its roots and branches forming two holes. This is a self-imposed shackle, a voluntary display of allegiance to the Erdtree that increases faith.

All you have to do is look at the commoners to understand what this does. Over immortal decades, even centuries, it depresses the collarbone and makes it look like their neck is unnaturally extended. Even some of the skeletons I've fought have that long-neck look.

It says this is voluntary but the alternative must be death, exile, or worse to keep people wearing this shackle. And you don't put shackles on slaves. Are there any actual commoners in this land? No wonder you have brain-dead nobles digging in the dirt with their fingers.

Gostoc was directly below me, but I had no reason to talk to him right now.

There was just one thing left to clear in this courtyard, and that was a massive, sleeping beast in one corner. It seemed to be guarding the promenade leading to that giant bridge.

I didn't have to get very close for it to spring into action. An immense grey-skinned lion, it had an equally immense blade chained to its paw. At first I thought it was like the mutilations Godrick had inflicted on the hawks, but it didn't seem to be mutilated at all, just chained. There was also something almost human about the lion. It's proportions were just a bit off...and were those stubby horns poking out of its mane?

It was hard for me to get a good look at the thing as it was constantly moving. The thing had incredible speed and energy for a creature its size. It was all I could do to keep up. Fortunately, I had Aurelia to draw its attacks away. Once its attention was divided, its attacks became more manageable, and I was able to bring it down.

Just when I start getting concerned about the potential power-madness of runes, something like this appears to keep me humble.

The voice told me to pick up a strangely deformed fang that had been knocked loose from its mouth. It said

These multiple, overlapping fangs grow from a single root. Perhaps they're a vestige of the primordial crucible.

Interesting. So the crucible can also cause mutations like this, beyond just its incantations? Maybe the horns, grey skin, and odd body shape were also part of the Crucible?

At any rate, while the bridge looked interesting, I should save it for later. I have a job to do in this castle.

Was the lion a crucible creature?

Why did it have chains and blades attached?

Why was it guarding the bridge?