THE FACE REVEAL OF SCARABIA STUDENT B?!?!?!

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚A Bloody Way To Show Your Love⋆.˚☾ .⭒˚

☾ Vampire!Blade x GN!Reader

☾ 1.0k Words

☾ Summay: Blade has been avoiding you for a while, and with a hunch at what it might be, you decide to check up on him. When your hunch turns out to be correct, you offer to help his dilemma.

☾ Repost from my old account!

It's been about a little over a week since you last saw Blade. Well, since you saw him face-to-face. You've seen him lurking around, but any time you caught his eyes, he would immediately turn around and walk away. You were getting a little worried about him. It wasn't like him to ignore you out of the blue for no reason.

Unless...he was hungry.

There were times when Blade couldn't get the blood he needed, and when that happened, he would try to stay as far away from you as possible. But it was usually for about a day or two, and then he would be back to normal. But that obviously wasn't the case this time.

You wanted to make sure that he was okay, and even though Blade always advised you against going near him, that didn't stop you from knocking on his door one night to check on him.

He opened the door cautiously, taking a moment to look at who it was before opening it more when he saw that it was just you. He leaned on the doorframe, his broad body blocking the entrance.

"What is it?" He asked, crossing his arms as he frowned at you.

"I was worried about you." You replied, noting how pale and sickly he looked.

"I'm fine," He replied, his face facing away from you.

""But I'm busy, so please leave." He said, trying to close the door on you until you stopped the door with your foot.

"That's bullshit. You're not fine, and you're not busy."

He sighed.

"Let me in Blade, please." You asked.

He opened the door again, moving aside to let you in. You walked in, taking a seat on the sofa. Blade closed the door behind you, walking towards where you sat but not taking a seat, keeping his distance.

"Tell me the truth, Blade. How long has it been since you ate?" You asked, staring him down as he sighed, massaging his temples.

"It's...been a while. I haven't been able to hunt recently." He murmured.

You stared at him, wondering what you should do. You could offer your blood to him, but would he..?

"What if..." You started.

"I already know what you're going to say, and I won't take your blood, you know that," Blade interrupted.

He knew that you just wanted to help him; you always did; anytime hadn't had blood in a while, you'd always offered yourself. He always refused, not because he didn't want it, but because he was worried that he would start to need it, that no other person's blood would ever compare to yours. He always desired to taste your blood, but he didn't want to give in to his cravings, in case he wasn't able to stop himself.

He didn't want to hurt you because you were one of the few people who truly accepted him as what he was. And if he was to take your blood, would he be able to control himself? He wasn't sure.

But at the same time, he really needed blood, and if you were willing to give it to him…

Before you knew it, he had you pinned to the couch, his hands pushing your shoulders against the couch, looming over your figure. He pressed his mouth against your ear, whispering,

"Are you sure about me drinking your blood? What if I lose control? I don't want to hurt you, but... I need it, and I've been wanting to taste you for so long."

"I'm sure," you whispered back, taking his face so that he could see the certainty in your eyes, "and I trust you. I know you wouldn't hurt me."

He nodded, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before sitting down next to you to face you.

"In case I lose control, please stop me." Blade pleaded.

You nodded, "I will,"

You looked into his eyes before placing your head on his shoulder. Blade pushed your hair back, leaving your neck exposed. Just being so near to you was already making him crazy, all he wanted to do was sink his fangs into you. But he hesitated. Was it really okay for him to do this?

He carefully lowered his mouth down, his fangs barely grazing your skin. He licked his lips before finally biting down.

He groaned as he tasted your blood for the first time, an overwhelming feeling that fogged his brain for a minute. Just as he expected, you tasted delicious. To him, your blood was like the finest wine, a delicacy like no other. Maybe it was because you were the only person whom he'd taken blood from who was still alive, so he could feel your blood rush, your pulse beat furiously, and every shallow breath you took; every little detail was vivid to him. Or, maybe it was because you willingly gave yourself up to him because you loved him. Because you cared for him, even if he didn't care about himself, and would do anything for him. There was no way that he could turn back to anyone else.

He grabbed your waist, pushing you closer to his body, trying to deepen his fangs into your neck. You whimpered as you felt him dig deeper into your skin.

"Blade..." You breathed out, raking your nails down his arms.

"Hmh...?" You heard Blade mutter, still drinking from your neck.

"Take it slow. Please"

He squeezed your waist, taking a moment to kiss the bite mark before placing his fangs back into you.

He tried his best to be as gentle as possible, doing anything to make this experience more comfortable. But wanting to take you all in was what was setting him back. He tried to take it slow for your sake, but the satisfaction you were giving him made that hard. The more that he drank from you, the more he wanted.

And what was really stopping him from taking what he wanted? You were a strong individual, but strong enough to stop him? You were entirely in the palm of Blade's hand. So what was stopping him?

"I love you, Blade." You whispered while running your hands through Blade's hair and kissing the crook of his neck.

He grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers through yours. He loved you too. He could never forget that.

He let go of your neck, licking up the blood that escaped from your wound. He sighed in contentment, taking you into his arms. He placed his head on top of yours while you relished this rare moment with him.

"Are you good now?" You asked.

"Yeah," He mumbled into your hair.

You laughed softly, "That's good."

"Mmm..." He pressed a kiss to your lips, "You're intoxicating."

You laughed again, "Is that so?"

"Hmm..." He mused. "Thank you for this."

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SUFFER IN SILENCE.

*+.~ xiao x reader

cw: kinda fluff??? pre-established friendship, no "traditional" romantic antics, kinda character study

You knew he was suffering, his labored breaths well visible behind the curtain, a hand over his forehead as the other was balled in a fist at his side— a telltale sign of his constant pain.

He had only left your side for a moment to excuse himself, even as you knew full well he left to suffer in silence, believing that it was the only way to keep you safe.

"Xiao..." you spoke, hesitant. You expected he would deny, push you away, tell you to go back to what you were doing.

Instead, he said nothing; yet while his brows still furrowed, he untensed his shoulders.

A silent invitation, you realized, as you parted the curtains of the balcony to accompany him.

The moonlight was strong tonight, so much so you had to use your hand to shield the light to adjust from your dark room.

It was not surprising to find him still in the same position, a dark energy faintly eminating from his tattoos. He grits his teeth, bringing his hand down from his face to lock eyes with you.

"You... you came..." he remarks.

"I did, yeah," you reiterate, smiling at him.

"...why, I could harm you, you know."

"I know that. I don't mind that fact."

He sighs, slumping to lean on the wooden railing, still seething from pain.

"You're foolish," he interjects, turning his attention to the streets beloe Wangshuu Inn. "Humans are foolish anyways."

"I know." you reply, agreeing. He has quite a point, and yet, you know he doesn't really mean it.

He's served humanity for years, as a weapon, a tool; and he's been mistaken, given as misinformation, and feared by humanity, despite all that he had done for them.

Truly, you could understand.

Xiao loved humanity, and yet, he could not afford to.

"And yet, you don't mean that, do you, Xiao?"

"Hm?" He whips his head around to face you, his hands gripping the wooden railing tight.

"You've served humanity for years, despite how they've treated you."

"It is my duty to do so," he says.

"Yes, I'm aware."

"And?"

"And, despite all that, why do you think I'm here?"

Xiao goes silent.

"I understand your struggles, and all that you provide for Liyue. And yet, I don't want you to shoulder this alone, even if it is your duty."

"But—"

"I know there isn't an option to truly take away all of your pain and karma," you continue, "But I at least want to be here for you, Xiao."

Xiao looks back at you again, a change in his expression, however faint it was, it was there; and the fact he could express it made you smile.

"...I thank you, for your understanding." he finally reacts, his eyes softened— a more tender look decorating his features, yet still pained.

Being able to directly hold eye contact with him; not as a monster, as a human— as someone who understood him, shook Xiao to his core.

How could I be appreciated like this? I don't deserve it, right?

Soon enough, the darker swirls stopped appearing around him, and Xiao was finally able to untense his limbs.

"The pain is... less intense now," Xiao remarks, "it will come back soon, though."

You nod.

"However." He swallows. "I thank you, again, for staying with me."

"You don't even have to ask. I'll always be here for you."

"Then... I wouldn't mind staying with you a little longer."

His cheeks had a slight red tint to them, which did not go unnoticed. You giggled a little.

"That's cute..." You mused.

He blushed even harder.

"I-I-... I am not 'cute'..." He stutters, looking away from you.

"Oh, you heard that... right, you're not human."

"...I am an adepti. I assume my senses may be slightly more attuned than a mortal's."

"Hm. Well, since we're out here, do you want to do something?" You asked.

Xiao sits down on the ground, his back on the railing as looks towards you.

"Come, sit here."

You gingerly tread next to him, sitting down at his side.

"The stars," he muses, almost dreamily if you squinted, "they're... peaceful."

"Yeah, I agree."

"They are far away, yet so close to us. During the day, they are hidden; but when night arrives, the glow of the stars reminds me that time still stays still sometimes."

You recall the ages of the adepti, remembering that Xiao had lived for many centuries, and many months and years. The only solace for the passing of time so rapid could only be something so concrete, like the stars.

"For the 500 years you've been around, you mean?"

"Yes."

The two of you sit in silence, only the occasional whoosh of the wind or the shuffling of clothes as you fidgeted in your seat interrupted it.

Before you even realized, you had awoken, in your bed with the covers tucked under your chin.

Turning on your side, a small slip of paper had appeared on your nightstand whereas a lack of one from before.

"I hope you rested well. I have gone for other duties, but I will return at nightfall. I hope you will accompany me once more. - Xiao"

A small smile graced your face, knowing you were able to bring him peace, even just for a little while.

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