#blake x reader

𓉸ྀི with 12 year's old, exactly that happened. This weird 'dare' and a link went around school and of course 12 year olds are gonna jump on it like hungry wolves. His friend send him the link, he was dared to open it and take a look, but was to scared. So he send Blake the link also, so they can both take a look. Shared fear is only half the fear, right?

𓉸ྀི While his friend was throwinh up beside his bed, he kept scrolling. And scrolling...and scrolling. Weird...this doesn't affect him, at least not like his friend. Or how he thought it would. Everyone kept saying its gross, creepy and...twisted. Its odd that he, likes it.

𓉸ྀི His friend claimed he suddenly felt sick, so his mother picked him up. None of them wanted to raise suspicion of course...But the whole night long, Blake kept looking at the pictures over and over again, he read the story multiple times. He probably still knows it all word for word till this day. But what really captured his interest was that woman, how she looked in her own blood bath. Her guts hanging out, everywhere but inside her. Is this real? No it can't be right? No one would ever...

𓉸ྀི when he saw you, he saw that woman. You both look so similar. Maybe the eye color is a bit off, yours are a tiny bit darker but thats ok, you look just like her! Damn, even the hair!...he can't help but wonder if you would...no that's an unhealthy thought

𓉸ྀི he's 18 now, and for 5 years he was in the dark web looking for stories, pictures and videos like this to feed his constant hunger and need for more blood and gore. But he still knows, murder is wrong. But knowing is something else than doing. They both can go hand in hand, the only thing that's holding them both away from each other is the wall called self control.

𓉸ྀི He does have this wall, it just has multiple holes in it. Blake was no stranger to act on his impulsive thoughts. He cuts his arms sometimes when he wants to feel the pain or see the blood. He even tried the 'save way of cutting your wrist', the thrill of almost dying did send him over the edge....The research did help of course. He even tried choking himself, but that does not really do much for him unfortunately, there's nothing hot to it besides the bruises he left on his neck.

𓉸ྀི But right now the wall he trained to stand against the army of his running thoughts is about to crumble by just looking at you. You'd look so great in red, a deep dark red surrounding you...oozing out of y-no-! This is wrong-! He knows you're so so much more than a body, than a corpse. You have personality...damn you really look like you have a great personality.

𓉸ྀི...w-wait-you looked his way-! WHY ARE YOU SMILING AT HIM-! Was he looking at you this entire time?? Ugh, hes such a creep-! Yes, he knows he's one but he doesn't have to act like one to make it obvious- He's so weird, he doesn't deserve you, he would NEVER deserve you. The only thing that deserves him would be the maggots and the mould, eating his decomposed cadaver.

𓉸ྀི If it's not him, than it's definitely your smile that killed him right there and now, on spot. He's disgusting why are you looking like him. Why do you show interest. Why is he smiling back. And why does he really feel the need to hold you in his arms, and kiss you. A kiss that would probably be the beginning of cannibalism. Drag his mouth and theeth across your chest to taste your beating heart...if he thinks like this then living can be beautiful, and so are living things. I mean...you are most definitely beautiful. And you're alive.

𓉸ྀི But you'd be just as pretty dead, rotting and overcome with mould, having flys around you while your body drys out and sinks....but yeah you're maybe even a tiny bit more beautiful alive. (Much more but he can't say it just yet)

Even so, he wishes he listened to all of the signs to turn back.

He still didn’t understand why you’d stay with him, even after proving to you that he was an idiot who nearly got himself frozen to death.

You never berated him for going up to Mt. Silver without telling you..or said he “deserved” any of this (despite what his constant nightmares claimed).

But no.

He didn’t and this is what happened to him.

If only he told himself “becoming champion is enough”, then he wouldn’t have ended up like this. He wouldn’t feel like a huge burden on you; he wouldn’t feel like the most abnormal person in all of Johto.

In public, he’d notice the younger trainers and little kids who once admired him now staring and whispering things as he walked by.

None of them would talk to him like they used to...and he wondered if it’s because of what he looked like now. Surely it had to be strange to see someone missing a leg and arm--especially the champion himself.

You, on the other hand, haven’t stopped loving him one bit. You never treated him any differently. In fact, you recently scolded a few snobby brats who joked about him being a “normal/steel-type” because of his prosthetics, crushing their puny Pokémon in battle when the taunts have gone too far and insulted your relationship with him.

Not even Silver was as mean as they were.

Even though he pretended to be fine afterwards, their words still hurt like hell, and Blake hasn't stopped thinking about them since.

You shouldn't have to fight people because of him.

Tears started to well up in his eyes as he began to overthink everything, and he silently cursed himself for letting this happen. For letting his mind get off track.

Maybe they were right. You deserved better than him.

You deserved someone "normal".

This was supposed to be helping him calm down.

Yet, once again, he ruined things for himself and you.

The whimper that escaped his lips didn't go unnoticed by you, making you stop petting his hair and frowning. "Blake? What’s wrong, honey?” You softly spoke, worried that he was feeling those pains again.

"Wh-Why...why bother trying anymore?"

"Trying..what?"

"...to l-love me even though I did this to myself.." Despite his attempts to stifle his sobs, they came out anyways, tears slipping down his cheeks as he finally broke down. "Y-You could have anyone you want..why stay with this...th-this limbless freak?”

To hear him say that shattered your heart.

"Blake, you are not a freak." You hugged him closely, rubbing the back of his head as he cried quietly into your shirt. His good hand clutched desperately at it. “I don’t wanna hear you say that again. You think I’d love you any less because of what happened? Because of what a few stupid kids said?”

“..I-I..I don’t know. I just..I feel bad..because I’m not the Champion y-you fell in love with anymore-”

“That’s not who I fell in love with. I love the kind, funny, and selfless Blake Gold who cares for his Pokémon and never gives up on his dreams.” You corrected him, gently resting a hand on his stumped arm. “If you think this changes any of that, you’re wrong.”

He quieted down a little, sniffling as he looked to see where your hand was, and then his gaze went back to you, astonished. "Do you...mean that?”

Nodding, you smiled and rubbed his arm in comfort. “I mean every word. Let me prove it.” You then moved your hand underneath his chin, drawing him closer so you could kiss every square inch of his face.

He immediately blushed at your actions, but happy tears soon replaced his sad ones, knowing you truly did wanna stick by him. And that your love was still strong--perhaps even stronger than before now.

Part of him felt ashamed for ever doubting you and crying over the possibility you only dated him because of his fame, fearing you’d abandon him when he fell apart.

But no. You were here to stay for the long run.

You pulled away to look at each other for a few moments, and you could see Blake’s own smile returning. “I see you’re convinced now.”

“Yeah..I..I’m sorry..”

“For what?”

“For just..being an idiot, as usual.” He lightly joked. “I shouldn’t let this crap get to my head. I know you’ll always love me, I...I just...I guess I just needed to hear you say that.” Then he closed his eyes and snuggled back against you, burying his face into your chest.

“Of course,” you chuckled softly, petting his hair once more. “I’d do anything for my lovable idiot boyfriend.”

He just huffed, but said nothing more as his good arm squeezed you tightly.

Blake would probably use you as a new way to nap and don't try and stop her, it'll get you tied up by gambol shrouds ribbons as she falls asleep while reading her books

The moment she was facing Adam and felt like defeat was one thing she can't run away from.

Until you appeared with a cocky grin

"another one of your so called Friends, Blake?"

Adam glared at the swordsman hunter with seeing that they were a human made him want to hear them scream, you just casually scratch the side of your nose and lightly cough. "So you must be Apple sauce?" You grinned as he gripped his sword tightly and angrily corrected you "IT'S ADAM TAURUS YOU HUMAN FILTH!" waving your hand lazily as he screamed his name and demanding you to say it.

"so this is Adam?" You asked looking at Blake, "uh yes that is him, What are you going to do?" She asked as you rolled your neck as the sounds of your bones popped nicely as you sighed in content "Probably Kick his butt, throw dirt in his eyes well eye hehe~" you snickered as The cat Faunus looks at you with worry "Be careful" watching you walk away as you slowly started to jog then turned into a full on sprint as you muttered "Trust me, I'm never clever!" And the battle between the two swordsmen began.

It looked like a straight up bloodbath, with the lack of blood and more of you taunting and enraging the bull Faunus as you dodge and weave and at times use 'Blink' to escape from incoming attacks, you even tried striking up a conversation to Adam.

"so there was this one time, I was walking down the streets of Vale and saw the mighty HuntsMAN stopping a bunch of criminals from robbing a-" but you were always rudely cut off by Adam screaming his lungs out "Take this seriously, and fight me you Bastard!" Feeling his semblance now fully charged up thanks to you always performing quick counters of you kicking, punching away. He raised his blade and slashed as a beam of power come towards you as you quickly 'Blink' out of the way as you looked at the damage the attack cause and looking at Blake for answers as she gave you the answer "his semblance is like yang's, he can store up damage by using his sword to take the attack and send back twice the amount" this causes you to frown as you let a scoff escape your lips "he can dish out damage without taking damage, Oum that is just cheating without needing to cheat" Adam laughs mockingly as you got into a new fighting stance as you dash towards him using 'Blink' giving you a speed boost catching Adam off guard.

"So damn annoying, you also scream too much, surprise you haven't injured your vocal cords Apple sauce!" The nickname then angered him "Know another bull named Ferdinand? He owes me like twenty bucks" and now he was enraged. Running towards you as his Attacks became wild, terrifyingly fast....But also Predicable.

"Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up!" Throwing his sword as it worked as a buzzsaw as you smacked the sword back at him, he swung a kick to knock your greatsword out of your hand as he punched you, quickly 'Blinking' away from him "You are but a coward like her!" Leaping towards you as he grabs your head and knees you in the face as you stumble back as he jumps into the air and slams his sword down screaming "What does she even see in you?!" And a large cloud of dirt and dust was seen as Adam with an exhausted smile turned to face Blake only for his smile to immediately go away as he heard your voice behind him.

"A lot more than what you got one trick bull boy" he didn't get the chance as you delivered a powerful punch that sent him crashing into the ground as you smiled now sheathed your greatsword as you watch Adam slowly get back up "You think you've won?! All I need is my-" reaching for blush seeing his sword not in it's scabbard as you whistled to get his attention as he watches you throw his sword down the waterfall and it's large river that lead to the ocean as he had a new form of emotional rage towards you.

"You shouldn't let your anger towards humans cloud your mind, cause none of this would've happened" you spoke casually as you wiped some blood that dripped from your busted lip, Adam clenches his fist as he got up and started charging towards you as he screamed that he will kill you, getting into a fighting stance as you contemplate if you should fight him as a sudden blur of black haired girl appeared and stabbed the broken piece of gambol shrouds blade into Adams chest as he slowly looks down at Blake stern eyes "You've lost and you didn't accept it and threw a temper tantrum...Y/n is right you are an Edgelord" Blake stepped away as Adam stumbles back to the point of slipping off the ledge and the sound of him hitting something made you wince.

"well, now what" you asked as she leans into you.

"I don't know, I think we should get back to the mission" she suggests as you nodded before following her.

"Hey Y/n?" Hearing your name called you face her.

"yeah Blake?" You raised a brow towards her as she smiled.

Ever since you rescued Blake from Mount Silver, you two have become very close. You let him stay with you at your house since he had told you he really didn’t have anywhere else to go, and he was very thankful for it. Blake enjoyed spending time with you, even if it’s just mundane things around the house like cooking and baking, which is what you were about to do.

“You want to help me bake some cookies, Blake?” You asked the raven haired boy who had followed you into the kitchen. At the mention of cookies, you saw his one eye light up before he nodded.

“Great! Just stay right there and I’ll get everything together!”

“O-Okay.” You smiled softly and got all the ingredients and other necessary things you would need like two big bowls for liquid ingredients and one for the dry ingredients.

“Alright, let’s get to baking!” You smiled softly and Blake nodded in agreement, a faint smile on his face. Blake always appreciated you letting him help, even if he wasn’t always the best at it, since it’s kind of difficult to do things with just one arm, but he doesn’t let that drag him down! He just kinda has to figure out something to help him do whatever he’s trying to do, that’s all. Or at least make it easier for him.

Blake read off the measurements for the ingredients while you poured them out and into the bowls. Once everything was prepared, Blake had started the oven, preheating it to the right temperature as you were mixing the ingredients together and making the dough.

“Could I help..?” Blake asked you, and you nodded, a soft smile on your face.

“Of course you can, Blake. Could you grab the cookie sheets from the cabinet?”

“Sure.” He nodded and went to grab the cookie sheets like you had asked, making sure to put a bit of cooking spray onto it to make sure the cookies would not stick.

“Oh, thank you, I almost forgot about that.” You went over to him and kissed his cheek, making him squeak a bit in surprise and blush softly.

“H-Hey..!” You chuckled a bit in response.

“What? I can’t give my boyfriend kisses?” You asked in a playful tone, making him blush more.

“W..Well of course you can..!” He replied a bit nervously.

“You’re too cute, Blake.” You smiled softly and grabbed a spoon from the drawer and started scooping out dough from the big bowl and placing it onto the cookie sheets that Blake had gotten out a few minutes ago. While he was waiting, Blake stood by the oven, taking in the heat from it. Since being rescued from Mount Silver, his body temperature hasn’t been the same and he’s constantly cold, so any chance he gets at warming himself up, he’s on it.

Once you were finished what you were doing, you looked over at the raven haired boy standing by the oven, chuckling a bit, before you grabbed the two cookie sheets and went over to where he was standing. You opened up the oven door, after Blake moved out of the way, and set the cookie sheets inside, closing the door after.

“Alright, let’s clean up a bit before those finish.” You said after setting a timer. Blake nodded in agreement and the two of you cleaned up the kitchen, putting bowls and other dishes into the sink to be washed later, and you put the rest of the unused ingredients back into their proper places. After everything was cleaned up and put away, Blake went up to you and hugged you with his one arm.

“Thank you for letting me help, Y/n.” He kissed your forehead softly.

“It’s not a problem, sweetheart, you know I like having you around and helping me.” You smiled softly as you hugged him back, one hand running through his hair.

“…thank you for rescuing me off Mount Silver..” he mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear. “If it wasn’t for you, I… I wouldn’t be here..”

“You’re welcome, Blake. You’re too sweet to have been left up there like that.. I will make sure nothing like that happens to you again.” Blake smiled softly and hugged you a bit tighter.

“I… really do appreciate it, thank you.”