Granson lays head pressed into a pillow as Orion fucks him from behind. His mouth is pressed against Granson’s neck, kissing and coaxing the man under him.
🔞 Orion’s favorite thing to make music with fits so perfectly in his hands. How fortunate, hm? 💫 #bladesong
screenshot from bladesong from a scholar complaining about an upstairs neighbour, wants to buy a sword to make him shut up
I feel you, Retheus #Bladesong
🗡️ live and forging swords for ungrateful customers 🔴 twitch.tv/vt_morgana
chat has full control over what i build and i already regret enabling that
#VTuber #Bladesong #ENVTuber
Granson dipping Orion on the beach in front of their home. In the foreground is a chair and table with a drink on it as they’ve been relaxing.
/taps mic/ your honor, if it pleases the court, they’re married to a catastrophic degree. 💫⚔️ #bladesong
It is antithetical to everything he wants to be when he's beneath Granson's hand but for the moment Orion abides to attempt being quiet. A task that feels nigh impossible even for a man who does that very thing on a regular basis. Save the world, stop a threat, stand when your knees should be broken-all of that he can do with some amount of effort. To not moan so loud his ears ring when hips buck into him with a smack of effort and sweat? To be asked at all is a challenge he wish not face and yet he must. Worse still is the call similar to that Orpheus must have heard to make him turn for if he was in his place Orion would damn them both. Granson's mouth is pressed to his thigh, teeth grazing the skin as he moans into it to muffle himself. His eyes are nearly shut, open only just so to flutter with each rut of his hips. They're supposed to be quick and quiet-so far both of those goals are being maintained-but could be destroyed if not careful.
💫 Quick and Quiet ⚔️ (archiveofourown.org/works/81742116)
Rated E | #bladesong | 700ish words
An unfortunately quiet quickie for Orion who wishes for it to be anything but.
Orion lays back on a bed in solution nine as Granson holds his leg against his shoulder and speaks into it as he strokes him to completion
🔞 Took a bite and wanted more? Quite the craving you’ve got, sinner 💫 #bladesong
He can feel it on him like hands pulling at skin and drawing hair away from his face. Their eyes, settling on him when he cannot see, stealing what is already known but need not be spoken. That he isn't well. That he is incomplete. That he is, for lack of anything else, no longer himself. To be himself as they knew him would be one just as unwell and incomplete but he didn't know that and so he did not act it. Or perhaps he did, dampened like a hand against the skin of a drum as it is hit from the inside. Either way, he is different now. Changed for better or worse, he doesn't know their opinion, only his matters. He is better but he is not his best. Best would mean there was a shoulder no more than a few ilms from his walking next to him in matching stride. It would mean mornings in a bed no longer empty and far warmer than it was now. There would be sound in a world that felt almost silent in the ever present noise that rang in his ears nearly bleeding white. But none of that is true and so he is not at his best. Red shades his world but even if he removed it from his face the sky would hold the same hue regardless. Fire swallows the forests and suffocates the skies leaving it all red until it falls black. The world is dying and he must be the tourniquet that keeps it from bleeding out once more. After all, he is so very good at healing himself alone, is he not? He thought he was.
Let's get emo about endwalker #bladesong shall we
Two images, one on top as Granson carries a hurt Orion who is against his shoulder and the bottom with him in vanaspati. It reads “You’ll never recover from that kind of devotion.”
And I’m not sure he would want to even if he had the choice 💫 #bladesong
A closer shot of Orion and Granson as they fuck. Their eyes are shut in pleasure, mouths hung open panting into one another.
🔞 Unedited but their expressions make me so insane I had to zoom in on them for a shot 😩 #bladesong
A shot of Orion riding Granson on their bed. He’s curled around Granson on his lap, hands grasped into his hand and nails dug into his shoulder threaded behind his neck. Granson supports himself with one hand and holds Orion’s neck with the other. Both have their mouths open and close, panting into the other’s mouth as they chase an end.
🔞 Oh, I’m feeling, I’m feeling divine 💫 #bladesong
Granson cannot stand how Orion will keep things to himself if he thinks it will negatively impact Granson at all despite keeping things negatively impacting him anyways. He's told him over and over to just let him know and he won't move unless Orion wants him to but it's a hard fight. #bladesong
digital illustration of a dark dungeon cell, lit only by a torch in the hand of a guard standing in front of the open door. a bearded man, clad in armor and holding a spiked weapon, stand in the room looking down menacingly at the viewer. a rack with torture tools and weapons is set up behind him, chains dangle from the ceiling.
Interrogation - one of the in-game illustrations I did for @bladesonggame.bsky.social
[ #art #illustration #fantasyart #bladesong ]
Granson, half transparent, examining himself as Orion summoned him to the Endsinger fight.
“Will you call to that who would aid you? Whoever would find you still in this far flung nothingness.”
“Anywhere. He would find me anywhere, so long as I call.” #bladesong
Orion, leaned on Granson’s shoulder with his tail curled up behind him on a wall in ahm arahng in front of the wall of light.
No relevant or cute caption, I just needed them leaning on one another for a moment 💫 #bladesong
Time To Close Up Shop (Finale) - E10 ║ Bladesong
#Bladesong #Swords @mythwright.com
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvz5...
Orion and Granson on the couch in their home. Both are in states of pajamas as Orion is over Granson as if he pounced on him and pushed him back on the couch
No butt wiggle will be given in warning, Granson. You will simply live a life of being pounced on. Not that I think he’ll complain much. 😌🙏 #bladesong
Bladesong's Forge Burns Bright
Bladesong's Forge Burns Bright - Bladesong's swordmaking is the real deal. Its storytelling? That's the blade that needs reforging.
outputlag.com/trailers/bladesongs-forg...
#gaming #videogames #outputlag #Trailers #bladesong #craftinggames #EarlyAccess
Quick Swords - Lightsaber - Bladesong
#Bladesong #Swords @mythwright.com
www.youtube.com/watch?v=72V0...
In their home against the side of their countertop, Granson bends Orion backward as he struggles to fight for a kiss. Orion is laughing loudly, hand pressed over Granson’s mouth that is slightly open and smirking as he no doubt is trying to reason a kiss since they’re technically on the non kitchen side of the counter. Both are in pjs as they’re comfortable in their home.
Testing the flexibility of both Orion’s body and the “no kissin’ in the kitchen” rule all at once is a task Granson is more than up to 😌 #bladesong
While dinner was behind them now, Orion's hunger was not. The thing he craved now as dessert was something he had in mind for quite some time now, but he had yet to broach the subject when the two of them weren't really much of anything and far from physical. Now that those walls had been kicked at with force, he was eager to tear down the rest. Granson's hand squeezed his and Orion's ears flicked in recognition before looking up at him. "Yes?" "Thinkin' real hard again in there," Granson said, words hushed so only to have them fall between, "You said you had something for after dinner. Care to let me in on it?" "Patience," Orion chided and his lips curled back to reveal sharp teeth as if he were about to pounce on his prey. In a way, he was. "Get inside first, will ye?" Granson held up his hands in defense as Orion pulled the door open and stepped through as if he were being led as a hostage. The image of which made Orion's tail flick a little faster before settling in a more nervous curl against his leg. Door shut behind them, he rested against the green wood grain and looked over the sight before him with a slow breath taken in. Gods, he was something. "Alright. We're inside, alone, what have ye. Going to keep me in much suspense or make me guess?" Granson asked, arms tucking across his chest. It pulled at his collar, forcing a better view of the hair that rested on his chest to poke through the laces. "Orion."
💫Another Sort of Performance⚔️
Rated E | #bladesong | 2.8k words
Summary: Orion provides a nice end to a perfect first date.
You know, I should really share the blades I have made in #Bladesong. It has really allowed me to make some weapons, which I have been itching to do without knowing how to, and it's striking a part of my creativity I haven't touched in a long time.
#swords #dagger #art #weapons
Created my own personal sword in Bladesong to my vibe and personality.
#Bladesong #GameScreenshots #VirtualPhotography #TwitchStreamer #GamerWoman
Tried to replicate V For Vendetta dagger in Bladesong.
Tried my best and close enough.
#Bladesong #GameScreenshots #VirtualPhotography #TwitchStreamer #GamerWoman #VForVendetta
A shot of Granson fingering Orion out of view as the latter has his head thrown back in very poor attempt to control the fact he’s about to cum. Granson, smirking and red faced, is rather pleased with himself.
🔞 “What’s holdin’ onto my face going to help? Think that keeps you in control like this or something? Hm? Say.”
“Mmmmm, s-shut up.” #bladesong
