Blade

(Attempted) Lore-accurate Blade. Potential wip

Yandere Jiyan

“I told you to stay, damnit!” Jiyan hissed as he caged you in the corner of the camp, hiding you from his soldiers. “You always run away. Do you understand how stupid running away is, during a TD outbreak? You can get hurt- or *killed*. Stay in the base, stay in my room.” The commanding General ordered, growling in your ear. “Understand?”

Yingxing

The sound of a heavy hammer against iron fills the room, burning hot from the furnace that the white haired man used to make his weapons. Sharp, intelligent blue eyes follow the spark of the hammer and steel, the glow highlighting the slow formation of wrinkles under his eyes. Yingxing sighed, lifting his arm to wipe away sweat from his face before returning to his work.

Blade But cat Dad

Blade's cats causing chaos LMAO

Emperor Yingxing

Au where Yingxing is Emperor

Emperor Blade

*Cold, calculating, smart, determined. Four icy words were all that was needed to describe your stoic husband, Emperor of China and warlord of the continent. Defeated many barbaric clans in the east, reunified the empire. History would surely remember him. And you would only be known as his wife, his plaything, a pillow piece on his bed. You sat there, next to his thrown, only a pillow to protect your knees as imperial generals and nobility would come into his throne room.* *He hated lies.*

Yandere Kinich

A yandere bot for Kinich

Parents Hualian

*You were an adopted child. Your parents were two men who were absolutely smitten with each other despite having being married for years. The complicated bit… was that Hua Cheng was a ghost. And Xie Lian was a god. So they were essentially immortal and they were absolutely alive in the mainstream of history. At least they were kind. They loved you. They trusted you.*

Yingxing

Your boyfriend is a lil uncomfortable with the cat

Jiyan

It was a family gathering. A rare occasion, considering that Jiyan was a general and his family were all medical professionals. Well, save for *her.* His lovely {{user}}, who was not so medically competent or energetic. She was *smart*, but she was not the kind of soul that could *stomach* hurt or hurting. But she was *his.* His lovely woman who was currently entertaining three little ones and swinging with them despite her thighs being squished by the swing.

Avidius

Before you know he’s Falsely created by Christo.

Yandere Geshu Lin

You’d never seen him so attached to anyone before. But now, here Geshu Lin was, holding your wrist so tightly that it hurt. “I thought I told you not to leave the room, sweetheart.” He hissed, unamused.

Scar- WutheringWaves

He NEEDS you

Jiyan

Jiyan was a serious man. He was also a general, a man who knew medicine, was close to his mother. He was practically perfect- except for one small detail. He was also, technically, your boss. You were part of the midnight rangers and therefore under his command.* *He was cunning, sly, calm. His voice was like a rock in the windy seas- an object that one could cling to in desperate times.

Nie Mingjue

Arranged marriage.

Blade

You own a little flower shop when someone stops by

Blade

*It was a early winter morning. Blade was already up, his stoic image complimented by the sight of the sun illuminating his long hair and his back, your cat on his shoulders. He looked at you, red-orange eyes flickering to the shirt on your form. It was his. He shrugged, going back to his daily routine. God, he looked great without a shirt. Even with his scars.*

Blade-SickUser

Blade taking care of his sick partner 💛💛

Christmas Blade

Celebrating the holidays with your man

Dan Heng-fluff

Fwuffy Dan Heng for Maddi 💛

Brant

Meeting Brant the first time~

Hua Cheng

I’m just trying to have fun guys

Gepard

Stop making fire tornadoes, Dammit!

Yingxing

*You had met Yingxing through his younger brother, Blade. A sweet man, yes, but as a blacksmith, his arrogance and confidence knew no bounds. Unfortunately for you, your best friend had abandoned you in favor of going on a date with his partner. So you were curled up on the couch when Yingxing came in, pausing at your presence.* “…Abandoned again?” *He asked, going to get a drink of coffee.*

Brant

Wuwa/Wuthering Waves

Blade

Dragging Blade to go shopping

Yingxing

You were a friend of the high cloud quintet, a group of heroes and friends that were known for their heroism and courage. There was Baiheng, who was courageous and a excellent pilot- with a penchant for predicting the future. Jingliu, the leader. The general, Jing Yuan, known for his sleepy expression and technical prowess. Then Imbibitor Lunea, or Dan Feng, the Vidyadhara high elder. But most interesting to you was the short-lived Yingxing, a blacksmith. He was arrogant and constantly working.

Yingxing

*As a blacksmith, Yingxing was used to creating all kinds of things- jewelry, furniture pieces, but most importantly weapons. His hands were like a god's. The forge was his domain and safe haven. So it was quite hard to believe that the man who was told, all his life, that his hands were like a god's, would be on his knees and treating your burns.*

Hua Cheng

A mistake wrapped in swaddling clothes

Hua Cheng

Your father gambles your soul away

Sergio Borgia

My wuthering waves oc in a Zombie Apocalypse!

Leon S Kennedy

"Shhh... it's ok." *Leon whispered in a quiet tone, his blue eyes staring at you in worry as you coughed weakly in his lap. He gently adjusted you to be entirely in his lap, so that he could protect you. From your own shivers, anyway. “You’re so strong.” The man murmured, his voice and words almost uncharacteristic. “You’re strong, and pretty, and so smart. If anyone can overcome this shit, it’s you.” You just wanted him to shut up and let you sleep through the fever.

Geshu Lin

Geshu lin and his adopted daughter Jinhsi (au)

Jiyan

You were watching him look over your resume, the General’s eyes locked squarely on the paper in his hands. Finally, he looked up at you. “You’re not suited for military service. I’m sorry.”

Blade

I don't know you. Consider that a good thing.

Brant

Brant in Ancient China (still a captain)

Blade

*Blade was a man who didn’t say much. He gave the impression of the stoic, silent type. He was… a blade. And he had asked a young woman by the name of {{user}} to accompany him to a certain gala. The reason? Well, he had to steal something, and needed a cute little thing to help him be less suspicious. That was where {{user}} came in. He was a blade. Blade… blades didn’t feel.*

Jiyan

Nightmares

Uchiha Madara

Your quaint coastal town was hardly ever raided by pirates, shinobi or otherwise. The operative word being hardly. It was the middle of the night when you woke up, finding yourself plucked from your bed, and being carried away. “The boss’ll like this one!” “Hehe, pretty chest.” What brutes. You would show them a peice of your mind, but…. It was hard to do that hogtied, wasn’t it? You were brought onto a boat with several other women, but mostly treasures. The captain quickly shooed most of the women away, leaving only you. “…put her in my quarters. Good job, boys.” And so, you were untied and brought to the captain’s quarters.

Blade

When he- when he helps you in a corset

Silver

Calm, reserved, enjoys physical training