This Idea Just Came To Me

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬! ✨🍰🕯️

Happy birthday to both Malleus and Grace!! (and me, actually!🤭) what a wonderful fate~✨🤍

these cute pajamas are such a find, too! Grace was pleasantly surprised upon finding it while rummaging through the clothes left behind at Ramshackle

(it's self indulgence.... but also, have you never thought about the possibility? hehe)

to more years spent together ✨

happy belated birthday to my two scrunklies!!!🩷🩷 and to me, as well, I suppose hehe (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

RISKY

‘Cause you’re wearing nothing but your perfume… It’s one hell of a view…

౨ৎ˚⋆˖ featuring. blade x fem reader

౨ৎ˚⋆˖ content warnings. smut, meanperv!blade, potential dubcon, car sex, outdoor sex, jerking off, degradation kink, praise kink, rough sex, nipple play, choking, slight manhandling, breeding kink

౨ৎ˚⋆˖ synopsis. you call him out for being a perv — word count. 2.1k

Blade is quiet as usual while driving his sleek red sports car. You’re sitting on the passenger seat, occasionally stealing glances of him. You can’t help it—and I’m not blaming you. Bladie looks so attractive all focused on the road ahead as he shifts gears and accelerates the car. You’ve grown used to having a sleep-deprived, suicidal driver. And though your heart continues to beat like crazy, now it’s for entirely other reasons—impure reasons. 

The two of you have just finished a successful infiltration mission given to you by Elio. Everything went according to the ‘script,’ so all’s well that ends well. You barely remember what the mission was about, too focused on the man driving next to you. Suits look good on him, you think as your eyes roam over his body, clad in that perfectly tailored dark suit. Your own dress is just as perfect, a little gift from Kafka; a fitted long black dress of silk with a split leg on the right side. No wonder you and Blade stole the show back there. 

“You’re staring,” Blade says, not missing a beat, his eyes still focused on the road ahead. They flicker to you for a brief second, the hint of a smirk ghosting over his lips, before he turns his attention back to the peaceful night street. 

“I’m not,” you retort, folding your arms to your chest. Your defensive tone betrays you, earning a chuckle from him. 

“Mhm,” is all he responds, the sound laced in sarcasm. He doesn’t believe you one bit. 

“As if you weren’t staring at me back there,” you mumble begrudgingly. You prop your elbow on the door and lean against your palm, your eyes taking in the blurred images of your surroundings as the car pierces through the night, the air caressing your skin, your hair dancing behind you. You’re determined to ignore him, though you can’t help but murmur, “Perv.” 

Blade bursts out laughing, the sound rich and filling the entire car, lingering in your eyes long after he’s calmed down, somewhat. His shoulders are still shaking with small laughs. You narrow your eyes at him, clearly annoyed by his laughter, though he doesn’t look at you once, keeping his eyes straight ahead. 

“So funny, yes,” you say, sarcasm dripping all over your words. “I called you a ‘perv’ and you’re laughing. My, I didn’t know you’d find that so funny, Bladie.” 

“Were you hoping for another reaction?” he asks, his tone suggestive, hinting at what you were indeed expecting. 

“Hmph!” You turn your head towards the other side. “In your dreams.” 

The car comes to a stop at a red light, which confuses you, since you’re the only car around. Plus, you’re Stellaron Hunters, wanted posters of you are hung around all over the cosmos. A minor offence like crossing a red light is nothing compared to all the other stuff you’ve done. 

“Since when do you care for—” 

The sound of his seat belt unbuckling barely registers, as Blade interrupts you by capturing your lips. For a moment, you’re just looking at him, eyes widened, staring into his own, feeling his smirk against your lips. He wraps a delicate hand around your neck, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp, giving him the perfect change to slide his tongue through your parted lips. Your hands come up to his chest, meaning to push him away, but they ultimately just remain there, palms planted over the hard muscles of his chest, as you lose yourself in him. 

When Blade finally breaks the kiss, your ragged breaths echo in the deafening silence, though that infuriating smirk on his lips is louder than the thrumming of your heart. He looks so maddeningly smug as he buckles up again, you want to smack that smirk off his face. You raise your hand to hit him, only for Blade to catch it midair, interlacing your fingers, as your entwined hands rest now on his thigh as he drives away. 

“Fucking perv,” you curse under your breath, though you can feel the heat increasing in your cheeks. 

Blade casually handles the car with one hand, while raising your hands to his lips. “Right, I’m a ‘perv,’” he murmurs, his lips brushing over your skin. He doesn’t break eye-contact with the road ahead as he kisses your hand, sneakily biting you, before resting your hands back on his thigh. You try to slip your hand from his, but he only tightens his grip. And eventually, you give up. 

After a while, when the car comes to a halt and Blade cuts the engine, you look around at the secluded spot he’s stopped. No cars, barely any lights, only a vast and open space by the side of the highway. This time, you hear it, loud and clear, the sound of his seat belt as he takes it off. Blade leans closer to you, his eyes roaming over you like a predator sizing up its prey, his fingers threading through the silky locks of your hair. 

“Why did you stop here?” you ask, your voice thankfully coming out steady. “We need to head back and report to Elio.” 

“Elio can wait,” Blade responds, clicking your seat belt open and leaning even closer, practically caging you between himself, the seat and the door. “But a ‘perv’ like me can’t.” 

“Y-You mean…” You gulp down hard, your eyes nervously looking around at your surroundings as if expecting someone to show up. “Right here?” 

“What?” Blade says, feigning ignorance, though his smirk betrays him. “Isn’t this what you wanted, princess? I thought all that staring and you calling me a ‘perv’ was because you wanted me to pull up to the side of the highway and pay attention to you.” His hand slips underneath your dress through the opening, climbing higher to your core. His fingers briefly rub over your panties, the damp fabric making his smirk more vexing than it already is. “Or was I wrong?” he taunts, as if the answer isn’t obvious. 

His hands cup your ass, lifting you off the seat, as he kisses your body over the fabric of your dress. One hand keeps your hips up, whilst the other fists the dress, pulling it up to your waist. You watch with a bated breath as Blade takes the waistband of your panties between his teeth and slides it down, lifting your legs up to take it off. When he slides it off your ankles, he brings it to his nose, inhaling the scent of your arousal, your cheeks catching fire at the sight. 

“You—! What are you—!” 

“Isn’t this what a ‘perv’ does?” Blade asks, stuffing your panties into the breast pocket of his suit jacket. His fingers grab the zipper of your dress, easily unzipping it and taking it off over your head, throwing it down on your legs. He cannot help but let out a low growl, the sound reverberating through his chest at the sight of your naked body. 

“S-Someone might see us,” you protest, although you lean your head back to give him better access to your neck, as he kisses you, sucking and leaving hickeys. 

Blade smirks as he looks up at you, his hands moving to your waist. “Nobody will see us,” he reassures. Before you have the time to complain once more, he shuts you up by kissing you again. One arm wraps around your waist, while the other slides up, gripping the back of your neck, as he pulls you closer to him. He keeps you hostage as he devours you, pressing your naked body against his suit-clad one, your breasts flattening against the hard muscles of his chest, your nipples erecting into little buds at the friction. 

When he pulls back, he lets you slump on the passenger seat as Blade leans against his own seat. Your eyes never leave him, watching him effortlessly unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers, shoving them down along with his underwear just enough to free his aching cock. You watch as he angles himself better to look at you, his calloused hand wrapping around his dick and stroking the shaft, as his eyes roam over you, focusing on the marks he’s already left on your neck. 

“Your gaze tells me you want to ride my dick,” Blade coos, his hand still stroking his cock, his eyes now locked on yours. 

“I-I don’t!” Your cheeks burn and you hate how your high-pitched tone betrays you, even though all you want is to refute his words. But even if you managed to sound more unbothered, he can see it in your eyes and all over your body that you’re burning up with desire, just like him. 

Blade reaches out to you and helps you climb on his lap, your back to him. You feel him align himself with your entrance and your hands reach up to grab onto the windscreen. He grabs your waist and roughly slams your body down against him, groaning at the familiar sensation of your sweet cunt wrapped around his girth. 

“Fuck… I missed this,” Blade breathes out. His hands hold your waist as he sets a relatively slow tempo at first, giving you some time to adjust to him. Soft moans and mewls leave your lips, the sounds all the reassurance he needs to pick up the pace. He thrusts up inside you in rhythm with him slamming you down on him, hitting that spot deep inside you that has your eyes gazing at the back of your skull. 

“B-Blade, s-so big…” you shamelessly moan into the night. “Slow down…” 

Blade slaps your ass harshly, making you clench around him, as he caresses the already reddening spot. “I thought you were scared we’d get caught,” he coos. He leans closer, leaving a kiss to your shoulder blade. “What happened? Is this perv’s cock so good, you forgot all about your shyness now? Hmm, princess?” 

His hands move up to cup your breasts, feeling their weight and how they fill his palms. He toys with your nipples, pinching and twisting them to draw out more of your sweet little whimpers he adores. All the while you’re now riding his cock all on your own; just like he had said you would. Your knuckles have turned white from how hard you’re gripping the windscreen, but you couldn’t care less right now, your mind only filled with Blade. 

He kisses your back, biting at your sides and inhaling your signature perfume, getting intoxicated in the aroma and that scent that’s uniquely you. He can feel you getting close to your orgasm and can’t help teasing you. “Look at you, princess,” he taunts. “Such a good cock sleeve for a perv like me. Will you let me cum inside you too? Hmm? Will you let me fill this pretty pussy?”

“Yes! Oh Aeons— Yes, please!” you moan, completely out of your mind. The only thought ruling over you is your impending orgasm. “Please, Blade!” 

“My my,” he coos, his hands returning to grab your waist. Wasting no time, Blade grips your waist bruisingly tight, as he starts fucking you even rougher than before, driving both of you to the edge of pleasure and ecstasy. 

You’re babbling all kinds of incoherent words along with his name, when Blade slams you down on him one last time, burying himself to your depths as he cums thick ropes of cum inside you. Your pussy flutters and convulses around his shaft, milking every last drop of his seed, as he pulls your trembling body to rest against him. 

“Such a perfect cum slut,” Blade whispers in your ear, eliciting a whiny moan from your lips. He tilts your head to the side and kisses your lips, consuming all of your whimpers and complaints along with the rest of you. 

When the kiss breaks, you’re slightly dazed, the remnants of your orgasm still gleaming in your beautiful eyes, letting your body rest against his. Blade doesn’t move for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of your shared passion. 

But then, he starts thrusting up inside you, a white ring forming around his cock from your mixed essences. 

“Blade!” you scold. “We need to get back! Elio will be furious if we take any longer!” You try to escape, but his hold on your body is as solid as steel. “And… I’m somewhat sore…” 

Blade laughs, the sound reverberating on your back. He sucks on your neck and leaves another hickey to an empty spot, all the while still pounding into you. “Elio can wait,” he finally responds to your concerns. “As for being sore already…” he trails off as his eyes lock with yours. 

There’s a fire in his red orbs that threatens to burn you alive. And despite your mind’s warnings, you find yourself wanting to eternally burn in this man’s fire. 

“I can only promise you’ll be sore for a long time after I’m done with you, princess.”

© strawchocoberry — do not copy, repost, translate or reuse my work

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚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."

I NEED their clubs to have a collab pleaseee

Some sketches from my livestream Characters belong to Rebornica I was outlining jeremy but i got lazy as you can tell 

My shaylas;-;

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THE WAY I IMMEDIATELY FAINTED ON MY SOFA YES GOSHHHHWHWHHAJEJDJDJXJ

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anyways I hope you all enjoyed the meal 😋

Shadow the hedgehog

“Everything is a blur but..”

“I still see you..”