A small pause. Raising both brows as he leans forward a tiny bit, glancing over his shoulder to look at the pages. Humming— Clearly curious. But, for now, he's getting back to his task. ".... Would you like to elaborate on that? What exactly is it you're refreshing on? Any reason why?"
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 7h ago"oh, just some mechanics manuals. You can't expect to remember everything, especially after spending decades without using the knowledge..." He passes a page, unbothered.
He needed a moment to register completely to what was happening. And once he did, Dan Heng slowly relaxed and hummed to himself- reaching out to gingerly part his hair and start working the comb through the section he had. Just.... Taking a moment to quietly enjoy it. "What are you reading?"
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 8h ago"Good. My hand is killing me today, but you have two functional wrists. Ah, and don't worry if you tug." He surrenders the brush to Dan Heng and turns to one of the open books on the nightstand.
Stills. Attention going between the comb and Blade- hesitantly coming a little closer to take it from him, ignoring the warmth on his face and pointedly not looking him in the eye. ".... I can, yes."
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 8h agoFrom his hair emerges a hand, holding a comb. "Nah, I'm fine." He can't listen to Dan Heng's mental plead, so he turns to face him. Blade smirks, amused. "Want to help me out with my hair?"
"I was— Distracted. I'll. Step back out and leave you be?" Aeons, don't look at him. He's— Very flustered right now.
He'd already seen the shoes off to the side when he had stepped through it— Having paused there for a moment like he was contemplating what to do before Blade told him to leave then, sighing from through his nose before leaning down to untie and pull them off, reaching over to quietly drop them +
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 4d agoBlade frowns, but allows Dan Heng to walk inside. He shoots daggers from his eyes to Kafka, who's covering her mouth as she giggles. Blade closed the door and walked back to his seat. It's a medium sized room. All the curtains are down, but there's a desk lamp on. "Shoes off." »
.... Oh. Oh no. He wasn't— Prepared for this sight or what reaction he'd have to it seeing it. Blinking once- twice- before slowly looking up, his surprise noticed with the mild pink on his ears and somewhat wide-eyed look. ".... Since when did you wear glasses?" That didn't answer Blade's +
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 4d agoBlade seemed to get up from a chair, walking up to open the door. He's not wearing his coat, but sports a pair of glasses. Surprised, he arches his brows. "What brings you here?"
.... He's not sure what possessed him to do this, but he managed to use the bracer to follow after @tempered-blade.bsky.social for once. Standing almost awkwardly in front of a door that Kafka directed him to, fingers picking lightly at a scale, before hesitantly knocking on it. Now, he waits.
From the me I am today, to the me I'll be tomorrow; a vow.
I got to where I am today through violence. I'm thankful for it.
𝄞: GUYS, help enable this, give Jiaoqiu his youth's situationship and messy feelings /lh
✦ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐇𝐑͟𝐎͟𝐏͟𝐓͟𝐀͟𝐓𝐘𝐑.@magusregius.bsky.social · 6d ago/ hymn is lowkey enabling me to make a hsr oc. as if i don't have 100 unused accounts. WHEEZE.
Now 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 has his attention. "The Zhuming? Why?"
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · 6d ago"I want to go back to the Zhuming."
𝄞: Slowly raising @sabreheart.bsky.social and shakes like a maraca This is my friend Azriel and I managed to convince them to come to bsky. Y'all should adopt him and say hello, they're a sweetie ☆
Dan Heng was still gripping onto him when he was dragged back up from under the water— But unlike Blade, he's not sputtering or choking on water, just standing there and turning as red as his coat with his own self-inflicted embarrassment. Looks up to him from under slick bangs sticking to his +
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · last wk.Back to the water they go. Blade's hands finally find grip on Dan Heng's shoulders and pulls him out of the water with himself. A trail of bubbles come out from Blade's open mouth before rising to the surface, coughing loudly. "...what the hell was that?"
Once again, he's startled— Gasping out as the other collided into him, thrown off balance and hands darting down to grip tightly onto Blade's shoulders as he tipped back. Sharp nails piercing slightly through the fabric and fingers tangled in wet locks that stuck to them both. "Wait, Bla—" But +
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · last wk.No... noooo! Blade had already launched himself to trap the vidyadhara, but the sudden stand surprised him, and his head crashed on the man's stomach. Blade's arms flail around Dan Heng's waist as a bubbly sound emerges from the water.
.... Why he didn't expect Blade to do that, he's not sure. Startled by the sudden cloud of bubbles that accompanied the Hunter's descent into the water with him- hand raised and waving some away alightly as he jerked back a little, blinking and wide eyed at the other. Attention flickering to his +
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · last wk.He also gets under the water, taking a deep breath first. His hair floats around him like a giant drape around his head, giving the impression of a bigger head. Waves Dan Heng hi.
He stares at Blade's clothed legs for a long moment and how they immediately soaked through, thoroughly baffled and blowing bubbles out with it as he glanced up at the broken, rippled image of him. It's muffled, but he can hear what he said. Dan Heng's staying put, though.
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · last wk.Blade is immediately inviting himself into the water, dressed up and all. Who cares? It's just water. "Why are you hiding? Pfft..."
Slowly opens mouth—— ———— Shuts it immediately. He's just.... Going to slowly turn away and sink himself into the water until he's crouching, head having disappeared under the surface.
―― 刃@tempered-blade.bsky.social · last wk.Why hello there—
Blinking in surprise as Blade turned and went to offer Sesame Paste to him, he couldn't help the way his lips pressed together. Eyes flicking between the two again before reaching a hand out- carefully brushing a knuckle against the chimera's head and sighing from his nose, shaking his +
𓉸@ashenrebirth.bsky.social · last wk.fingers thrummed against the creature——— lips pressed together in a thin line . contemplative 𖬺͟𖬺 patient . “ i won’t act like i understand what you’d witnessed during your time in that reality . “ low cadence rippled from the hunter’s throat . “ but it seems these creatures ⠀ ↷
"Hah." A breathless sound. Barely there and reflecting no amusement. Only there to acknowledge what he said— The observation. "Time moved.... Differently there." Starts carefully, eyes flickering between the Hunter and the chimera that was now sitting in his hold, arms crossing as he pressed his +
𓉸@ashenrebirth.bsky.social · last wk.a low hum escaped , fingers gliding over the collar of his tiny companion . it bore a striking resemblance to sesame cake , but did not require the same management in regards to loose bandages . there was no denying the softness of dan heng’s words , an observation ⠀ ↷
You would forgive my transgressions for that reason alone?
From a purely physical perspective, it is hard to love a man without breaking him apart.
Whether I'm doing something or doing nothing at all, it haunts me No matter how far I go, my circuitry won't change
