#March 7th fluff

[trailblazethegalaxy]

Picture Perfect ~ *March 7th*

Summary: March is always taking pictures of everything she can. So you decide to do something special with those photos.

Pairing: March 7th X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluff Drabble

Word Count: 736

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

If there was one thing you knew about March 7th it was that she always took her camera around wherever she went. No matter where the Astral Express went, she was always snapping photos, both portraits and candid shots. You had to admit, she was a phenomenal photographer, always capturing the perfect shot. There was just one thing...

She kept all of her pictures in boxes scattered throughout the express. It wasn't hard to find one of her many boxes in the oddest of places. You've even found photos in the washing machine. With how much she treasured her camera and all the photos it took, you would think she'd be more careful or treat them better.

Which is why you came up with the perfect idea. It took some convincing but you managed to get Himeko and Dan Heng to bring you to the Xianzhou Luofu to do a little shopping. Okay, it was more like a massive shopping spree, but you wanted to make sure that this plan went off without a hitch. You were thankful you brought someone with you because there was no way you could carry all of your supplies by yourself.

When you make it back to the Astral Express, you holed yourself up in your room with what you purchased and a box of March's pictures. It didn't take long for her to notice your disappearance.

"We're missing someone." She mumbled more to herself as she looked around the parlor car of the express. Himeko, Dan Heng, Welt, and Pom-Pom were all there, but you were nowhere to be seen. It made her frown.

"I'm sure they're just busy." Himeko replied, taking a sip of her coffee. "I told them they needed to join us for dinner."

"I suppose." March nodded with a small smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. "I'll make sure they're out of their room in time."

"Sounds like a good plan." She chuckled.

But March was growing restless. She was so used to getting into trouble with you during down time on the Express. But without you, the Express felt lonely and quiet. Besides, it's not like Dan Heng or Himeko or even Welt wanted to hang out with her. It had been too long since she last felt alone like this and she didn't like it.

About a half hour before dinner, March couldn't take it anymore and she went to your room. With a careful knock on the door, she called out, "Hey, dinner is almost ready. Are you coming out anytime soon?"

"Yeah, yeah, I will. But do you mind coming in? I have something I want to show you." You replied.

Her eyes widened a little at your response before she opened the door to your room. Upon entering, she noticed the mess of paper and scraps on the floor. Then she saw you smiling at her from your desk. You beckoned her over to show her what was proudly sitting on the desk.

It was a scrapbook that you spent the last couple of hours working on. All of the photos in the book were expertly put together on decorated pages with little descriptions for each one. It took a lot of work and creativity but you were very proud of how it turned out.

As March carefully flipped through the pages, you could see tears begin to well in her eyes. At first, you were worried you upset her by ruining her pictures. But when you saw the smile on her face, you knew you did the right thing.

"This... this is amazing! What made you think of this?" She whispered.

"I thought you would want a better way to keep your photos than just cramming them in a box. I'm glad you like it."

"I can't thank you enough! Seriously! It's absolutely beautiful!" She gushed before hugging the life out of you. "Thank you so much!"

"You are very welcome, March." You assured her, holding her tight. "And if you'd like, I can make more scrapbooks with the rest of your photos."

"Could you please?"

"Of course!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

A few seconds later, you heard a soft knock at your room door. Himeko warmly smiled at the two of you before saying, "Dinner is ready. Are you both coming?"

You nod, chuckling as March continues to hug you. "Yes, we'll be right there."

[ninetailedruby]

Introduction and Rules

Hello! My name is Ruby but you can also call me Fox! I am new to writing here on Tumblr and currently write xreader or shipxreader for various fandoms. My blog is primarily wlw. I do accept emoji anons and would love to have some. If you have a request feel free to send one in but please read my rules before doing so :)

Rules

I write exclusively for female characters.

I do not write for male readers.

Men are more than welcome to interact with my work or send in requests just please note the above mentioned, meaning that any requests you wish to send will need to be gender neutral.

I do not write anything, including platonic requests, for any characters that are confirmed underage or implied underage.

I am comfortable writing SFW or NSFW.

I am okay with writing pretty much anything including: Yandere, non-con, dub-con, self-harm, things of that nature. The only exceptions being free use, piss kinks, or anything weird about animals.

If you have any questions please ask me :)

Fandoms I currently write for

Dungeon Meshi

Stardew Valley

Wuthering Waves

Honkai (Up until 2.3)

[digiflora]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐆!

୨♡୧ pairing :: platonic!march 7th x reader

୨♡୧ contains :: sleepy™️ reader

୨♡୧ gia's notes :: this is kinda short mb 😖😖 exams r kicking my ass so pls enjoy the something rather than nothing

୨♡୧ request :: @loverofgenya -> hihi i was hoping you could do a march 7th x gn!reader where reader is a lazy, cat like person. Some simple dating hcs or a drabble, either one is fine!

-> march 7th is MADE for a sunshine x grumpy coupling idc

-> and while you may not be grumpy, per se, she definitely has the sunshine part down

-> the astral express has a lot of prime napping spots

-> while you aren't quite on dan heng's level of sleeping on the fucking floor without a mattress, you have found yourself curling up on the very plush couch in the parlor car after coming back from a trailblazing mission more than once

-> and next thing you know you're dead to the world and taking a power nap

-> though it feels like minutes later when you can hear a whispered giggle, a deeper voice mumbling something before the click of a camera stirs you and you see the back of march 7th's head as she forces dan heng to take a selfie with her, with you blissfully unaware in the background

-> (she has a collection of these photos and keeps her favourite one in her phone case)

-> other times, when you're relaxing on the couch but not quite sleeping, she'll join you and maybe stroke yourbhair, feeling a little tired herself too

-> probably tasked with waking you up, and while it usually takes you a couple extra minutes (hours) to get the urge to get out of bed, the fresh coffee that march 7th brings you along with her bright smile acts as a wake-up call that you can't resist

-> i think that she would take advantage of your lzzy disposition

-> i see her as someone who likes to doodle etc so when ur sat somewhere comfy she would probably sidle up to you and talk to you while drawing on your hand

-> you try to go as long as possible without washing them off, and you take photos of your hand before you do

-> definitely have the dynamic where she talks and you listen

-> very sweet :))

୨♡୧ honkai star rail masterlist

[aventurineswife]

[toruskiii]

Group chats texts with them!!!

Genre: Fluff, crack Characters: Multiple x gn!reader (platonic, but you can view it as romantic if you want...somehow) Warnings: mild cussing, may be ooc [masterlist] [about me]

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ────♡

Dan Heng, March 7th, Caelus, Stelle

Blade, Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly

Jiaoqiu, Feixiao, Moze

Boothill, Argenti

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ────♡

[pearlymel]

Hiii!!

Love your work!! If you’re available, could you please write hc’s of Jing Yuan, Natasha, Kafka, Boothill, Jiaoqiu (OOC is fine!!), Sampo, Gallagher, March 7th, and/or Serval with a reader with low blood sugar? Huge self-indulgent comfort ask, but it might resonate with a lot of other people!

My DM’s are open if you ever would like to learn some major symptoms of blood sugar drops. You absolutely do not have to do all of these characters, just giving you some ideas! Have a wonderful day/night!! ☺️💕

Synopsis: headcanons of the hsr character and reader with a low blood sugar.

Includes: Boothill, Jiaoqiu (might be ooc), Jing yuan, Gallagher, and March 7th.

Notes: i didn't add all of them because i usually write up to 5 characters or so (gonna create my rules sometime this week). But thank you for the request, lovey! I had so much fun writing this, i love writing and exploring new things :) i hope it was to your expectations, and sorry if the symptoms were inaccurate (google was my help i was too shy to dm.)

↳ BOOTHILL.

—we all should agree that this man is a caring lover, although i see him as the type to forget that you're not like him. You're not metal and scraps like him, and that you're a human being who needs a lil extra care.

—he doesn't think much of it when you first tell him that you tend to have low blood sugar, he even asks random strangers at bars he goes to about this sickness.

Boothill loves all types of fun to do with you, and tonight, you suggested you both dance.

Seeing the hint of a smile gracing your lips when you try hiding it by pressing your face on shoulder, Boothill grins. And he makes no attempt to hide his delight, he tightens his grip on your frame, holding you carefully but firmly against his chest.

"Well now, ain't I a lucky devil," he drawls, the evident sarcasm was in his tone, "Looks like I'm gettin' the chance to dance with a lovely person who shares my love for tryin' new things. I must be doin' somethin' right."

Silly, you think. "You were simply just you. And i love being with you."

Boothill grins, his eyes softening at the edges as he gazes down at you.

"Well now, ain't that a sweet thing to say," he replies, his voice gruff yet affectionate. "I ain't used to hearin' such sweet talk, to be honest." He pauses for a beat, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly.

"But hearin' it from you, it's nice," he continued before pulling you a bit closer against him.

You laugh along with him, bringing your hand to brush your fingertips along his hair, your other hand over the metallic surface of his chest before you slow your movements, you feel dizzy. No, it's not from how much you both were spinning, you both were going slow and careful.

It doesn't go unnoticed by him with the shift in your demeanor, a subtle change in your movements that indicates something is amiss.

"You okay there, darlin'?" he asks, his brow furrowing as he looks down at you. He can feel something amiss with you physically.

"Lightheaded." You mumble, holding onto him. "You... You have uhm.. anything sweet i can take?" He gives you a nod, "Reach into my pocket, I'm sure there's a candy sitting there," he explains, guiding your hand to his pocket, taking it calmly.

You give him a small smile when you reach for his side pocket to grab the singular wrapped candy.

Your fingers fumbles with the wrapper before you pop it in your mouth, sucking on the strawberry flavoured candy while resting your cheek on his shoulder.

"Doin' a little better there?"

"Yeah, thanks my hero."

"Don't you go gettin' all sweet on me now," he mutters with that of gruffness, though he smiles. "You're the one who's supposed to keep me from goin' all soft."

↳ GALLAGHER.

—Oh he's ready 24/7 whenever the situation calls for it. He takes this very seriously and will make sure no funny jokes were made about it, because they're certainly not funny to him and he will kick ass if anyone makes it harder on you than it should be.

What a sight for sore eyes. Truly. And no, he's not talking about the view, he's glancing back at you where you sat while looking up at the skies, your head titled as if you're so immersed.

"Anything on your mind?" He was the first to speak as he approaches you, "A lot of things.. clouding my head." You half shrug, watching him as he takes a seat next to you with a can of some carbonated drink on his side, and you hear the slight hiss of it when he open it with his finger. The carbonated drink fizzes a little between his finger and thumb as he pops the tab open, taking a small sip from it before turning his attention back to you.

His crimson eyes were on the direction you were trying to look at but he can't find what's so interesting about tonight's sky.

“I'm willing to stay here all night and listen.” He reassures you.

"Mhm," you stare blankly ahead now, almost zoning out, and you don't notice how sweaty you're starting to feel, or how your heart starts racing.

Gallagher's eyes narrow as he notices your almost zombie like look of a thousand yard stare. The way you look unmoving and not even acknowledging him.

He doesn't say anything and just hands you his drink, gently tapping the can on your arm to bring back your attention. You don't hesitate to grab it, taking small fast sips.

"Careful," he helps you straighten your back, drinking while slouching isn't exactly good.

You sigh when you hold the can with both hands now, letting it rest on your lap, "Thank you—"

"When was the last time you ate today?" He gently cuts you off.

"Earlier."

“And can you confirm that ‘earlier’ wasn’t hours ago?” He asked, his voice now firm but he tries to stay calm.

"I'm sleepy." You brush his question off instead, looking at him while blinking slowly as you lean to rest your head on the side of his shoulder. Gallagher watches you, letting out a soft scoff at how you tried to change the subject. He knew he wasn’t going to get an answer from you, but he also wasn’t going to let you just avoid the problem either.

"We're having dinner after your little nap, deal?"

↳ MARCH 7TH.

—March.. panics when she finds out for the first time. She asks you if you were okay, if you wanted anything, even when you try to reassure her that you felt fine at times, she wouldn't be convinced until you stay under her watch. She bugs Dan Heng to tell her all the possible symptoms so she wouldn't panic more than she should.

Today, you were March's model for photography, well you always are her model because she says you're the best fit for it.

She lets you try out fun clothes and you shyly and awkwardly try to pose in front of the camera at first, but then you immediately gain the confidence after a few more clicks. Smiling and posing while trying out all the fun combinations of colours and clothes.

She looked at you, wearing clothes she had picked out for you. You looked absolutely beautiful.

The enthusiastic girl was blushing a lot as she kept taking pictures of you, giggling behind the camera even.

"March, mind if i sit down for a bit?" You hated to stop her from her enthusiasm, but you feel lightheaded almost. And you were sure it's not from the flashes.

March immediately stopped taking photos and set her camera down when you asked.

She placed a gentle hand onto your forehead, seeing if you had a fever first. "Are you feeling sick?"

"No, don't panic. I just feel lightheaded. Do you have anything sweet i can take?"

Okay, she is prepared for this, "You're low on blood sugar, are you?" She asked, concerned. March then grabbed a small candy—a lollipop, to be exact—from the camera case and offered it out to you.

"And you came prepared." You try teasing, and she nodded with a light laugh. It was a nice-looking sweet lemon-flavored lolliop.

"I carry them with me just in case!" She replied, You both sit down together, she takes out another lollipop for herself so you wouldn't feel left out.

"We can take pictures while eating these lollipops."

March nodded in agreement with your idea, she was happy that you even said that, it meant taking pictures together for an hour now wasn't boring you out.

Then, she pulled out her camera again, a grin forming on her face, "That's a good idea! Alright, on the count of three—" she pulls the lollipop out, posing as if kissing the candy while you smile widely as the camera clicks on both of you.

↳ JIAOQIU.

—sooo, he's a healer. Then that means we all can agree that he's the attentive lover, and strictly cares about your health and diet, but i feel like he'd be playful about it at times.

You don't remember sleeping for so long when you woke up rather confused, shuffling around the blankets and sitting up on the bed while rubbing your head.

Your fault for skipping breakfast and going straight into your work or chores for today.

You fail to notice at first the pink haired figure next to you, sitting beside the bed so silently that it makes you gasp when you turn around to see him.

He was holding a spoonful of some red liquid that you're sure is spicy concoction. He looks at you expectantly, a hint of mischief behind his closed eyes.

“Say ahh,” he says quietly, enjoying the moment. But you almost try not to laugh.

"What happened exactly?" You ask him, refusing to still take that.. extremely dark red soup. It was so dark you can almost smell the spice in the air.

"Someone forgot to eat their meal i prepared earlier," he hums, still trying to pry his spoon closer to your lips, "so i had to find myself misfortune in the of finding you almost unconscious. You're lucky i was carrying some sweet herbs with me." And you frown at his next words, you want to apologize for how he must've been worried.

As if sensing your next words, he smiles, "none of that. Now, open up." He offers you the spoonful again but you pull your face away.

"Are you sure you're not trying to kill me next?"

Jiaoqiu pretends to pout. His fox ears prick and he gives you a slight pout, "You're so dramatic," he says, his tail flicking with amusement. He holds up the spoon again, still waiting for you to open your mouth.

"My soup will fix your blood sugar. Trust me, it's a secret recipe," Jiaoqiu says with a sly smirk.

"What if it tastes bad?" You regret the words leaving your mouth, because he opens his eyes and stares at you with an almost hurt expression. You take the spoonful in your mouth without another complaint, and he hums in approval while closing back his eyes.

The flavours almost explode in your mouth, it.. wasn't spicy at all. It was rather sweet and savoury.

"You tricked me, it's not spicy at all."

"I never said it was spicy, though." He tilts his head, feigning innocence and confusion.

Despite his antics, you instantly feel better, although he doesn't allow you to feed yourself, he'll do it for you.

↳ JING YUAN.

—This man would spoil you rotten. You're feeling unwell? He would love to take the day off and just look after you, although there is a doctor on the side in case anything gets serious. You're simply tired not because of your low sugar levels, but just because you were? He would gladly invite you in his arms or simply sit next to you while you both chat nonstop about eachother's days if that's what will make you feel better.

You were panting when you decided to train alone in the training grounds, Yanqing offered to train with you but you insisted that you needed that full concentration.

After a while, you do feel exhausted and worn out. The spear dropping from your hands as you bend a bit to rest your hands on your knees to catch some breath.

"Now, now, if you want to get stronger, you'll also need a break." Jing Yuan's call for you is what makes you huff out a chuckle. In his hands is what looked to be a bowl of fruits with a water bottle on the other.

"i wanted to build some muscle." You tell him when he gives you that look whenever you start training alone. It's not that he's against your wishes of wanting to be stronger for your own good, but he wishes Yanqing was atleast there to watch you.

"And, I'm not a baby." You roll your eyes playfully and he lets out a deep laugh. "Eat up." You take the orange first, but he was quick to take it from your hands to peel it for you, so you take the grape instead.

You as well take the bottle, gulping down almost the whole thing. Water has never tasted this good.

"You're not a baby, but you drool like one." You almost glare at his words and he only grins while wiping the excess water and fruit juice off the corner of your lips with his thumb. "That was mean, General." You raise both of your eyebrows at him, he only pats your head back, pulling you in with his arm to just hold you.

"when the time comes, you'll be strong enough to protect me."

[luxthestrange]

HSR Incorrect quotes #2 YOU'RE IN THE WALLS-

Dan Heng: Where’s Y/n?

March 7th: Around

Dan Heng: Around?

March 7th*Lost you when you got tired of being her new model and trying new outfits*...

Dan Heng*Knows she did something to annoy you* ...You don’t have any idea, do you?-

Possum!Y/n, dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

Part 2 of:

[mydearlybeloathed]

── ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: you have some news to share with your fellow trailblazers...

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: march, dan heng, stelle x reader smau, very much a crackfic

𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕙𝕤𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

[azes-silliness]

Once in a blue moon...

[hsr x reader]

Will Aventurine go a day without restocking your bank account.

Will Gepard go a shift without checking on your safety specifically.

Will Sampo go a minute without trying to scam give you the best deals ever!

Will Yanqing go out without you to stop him from buying every sword he sees.

Will Black Swan go a dreamscape without trying to see your memories.

Will Mr. Reca go a movie without you in it!

Will Qiqi-What? Wrong game!

Will Bailu go a day without checking your health.

Will Dr. Ratio go a day without giving you a speech on your idiocy then leaving flowers on your desk as an apology.

Will Jiaoqiu go a day without cooking whatever he can for you! [please eat the rice even if its burnt and sprinkled with chili please!]

Will Sunday go a day without asking you for a bible reading night! [Or karaoke, you decide.]

Will Himeko go giving you her delicious, savory and tasty signature coffee! [Since your new, you can even drink mine!]

Will Welt go a day without checking your bedroom to see if your up at 3am playing video games.

Will Dan Heng go a day without rattling off personally or in text about interesting things in the data bank.

Will March 7th go a week without asking you for a plushie tea time! [you always end up cleaning up.]

Will March 7th go a day without asking you for girls night! [no matter the gender, with Caelus/Stelle and Dan Heng!]

Will Boothill go a day without asking you whether his finish is forking fabulous.

Will Rappa go a day without asking you to join the ninja mission-find cocogoat snacks.

Will Blade go a day without asking you to help put on his bandages.

Will Kafka go a day without asking you to pick her coat for the day.

Will Silver Wolf go an hour without trying to get you to pvp with her.

Will Argenti go a minute without praising the beauty of your voice, face, body, presence, being, and simply you.

Will Jing Yuan go a day without dragging you off to join his afternoon naps. An: I reached the max tags...🙏

[fisshbones]

Cute things hsr characters do

Note: These are short hcs with characters of things that i personally see as cute. Gn!reader. No Tws, Just soft characters!

March 7th: 📸

Sometime ago March had gifted you a plushie and ever since she’s called said plush “our son.” She has some stuffed animals herself that she’s put small accessories/clothes on; so it only makes sense for her to dress y’alls “son” up too. March also takes your shared son on shopping trips and tucks it in at night.

Aventurine: 🎲

Aventurine frequently gifts you custom tailored clothes and shoes. Some that are in your style, some that are matching with him, and some for more… intimate occasions. He knows your measurements by heart. Along with your preferences in fabrics, length, and style.

Gallagher: 🥃

Every time you bend down he slides one of his hands above your head so you don’t bump/hurt tour head. It’s not even a conscious decision his body just moves on its own to protect you, even in the smallest of ways.

Gepard: 🛡️

Walks on the side facing the road. It’s in his nature to protect others. This comes in various forms including blocking your body from the road. If anything or anyone dangerous comes from that side he can be your knight in shining armor. Truthfully this doesn’t stop at just roads. If you’re walking by a construction site he’ll also block you from that as well. He’d rather get hurt than have you hurt.

Sunday: 🪽

Sunday puts little post-it notes in your room + shared areas as a reminder. A reminder for what? All different things!! Some notes are reminders for any tasks you may have to do, including eating/drinking water. Others are just positive affirmations like that he loves you and is proud of you!!

Robin: 🕊️

Styles your hair and lets you style hers too. She has an image to uphold so she won’t wear the hair style you gave her out if it’s too crazy, but if it’s subtle or classy she’ll def wear it. She likes to run her hands through your hair and braid it (if you’ll let her.) She likes to think of this as a relaxing bonding moment. Since you gifted her this moment of relaxation she’ll sing to you. Sometimes it’s one of her own songs. Sometimes it’s just one she knows you love.

If you enjoyed please like, reblog and/Or reply! ( ^ω^ )

[gebnohe]

“Working hard… as always, hm?”

hsr women x workaholic reader

characters: Himeko, Kafka, Stelle, March 7th, Topaz (i ran out of colors idrk how to use tumblr💔)

Tags: fluff, gn!reader, workaholic!reader, (overworked!reader?), established relationship

warnings: a bit of exaggeration, maybe ooc (also read authors note at the end pls)

Background: You have the most insane work ethic. You work for an excessive amount of hours, day-in and day-out. You’re the best employee at your company, and really can’t seem to find anything to do to pass the time but work. From your extreme hours and employee benefits from those hours, the higher-ups really don’t seem to care when you clock in or out. But even with all the benefits and favor you’ve gained, you still find yourself working in your free-time, and it seems as if it’s more than a way to just burn away the extra time you have on your hands. You’re aware it’s becoming a problem, but can’t really seem to stop doing it. As an attempt at a solution, you agreed with your girlfriend that if she asked you to stop working, you would wrap up what you were working on and give her attention.

Himeko:

She woke up in bed alone, reaching to your side of the bed and making no contact. This caused her to chuckle a bit, knowing that you were already awake and meaning she knew exactly where to find you. She slowly got out of bed, stretching and yawning, she made her way to the kitchen proceeded to also make her first of many cups of coffee for the day. 

As you work, you hear the door slowly open as Himeko walks in and stands slightly behind you.

“Hard working as always, aren’t you, darling?” She says in a playful but sleepy tone, considering she had only woken up a few minutes ago. 

You chuckle gently and look towards her, your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. “Good morning, Himeko.” You say gently, 

your head shifting. 

“Good morning, love.” She takes a sip of her coffee then holds it out, offering you some. You wrap your fingers around the mug and take a sip as Himeko leans on you, an arm wrapping around your shoulder while she leans her head on yours. 

“Mmmmh…” she sighs lovingly, watching you work then putting her hand on yours and taking a sip from the coffee again. 

“So now what?” She asks affectionately, her eyes closed and her face relaxed with a smile. 

“I dunno…” You reply, attention partially focussed on her and the rest on your work. “I’m working still.” 

“Come on, focus on me.” She chuckles, putting her hand on your chin and turning your head. 

She plants a loving kiss on your lips for a good few seconds, then pulls away and looks you in the eyes. 

“Hm…?” You mumble, full attention on her while looking back into her golden eyes.

“…nothing. Carry on.” She says with quietly, leaning back on you again. “Just wanted some more of you for a bit…”

Kafka:

“Darling~” you hear a woman whisper in your ear, and an arm wrapped around your shoulder. 

You slowly sit up look forwards, seeing the unfinished work on your computer. “Hm…? Oh…” You sleepily mumble, rubbing your eyes and somewhat immediately getting back to working. 

It was some time in the evening, but you had no clue what time it was. Your vision was blurry from the fatigue of having just woken up, so you weren’t able to make out the time on the tiny clock in the corner of the monitor. All that you knew is that it was sometime in the late PM’s.

“Back to working already? Give it a break for a bit, love.” Kafka chuckles and kisses your cheek, her arm still wrapped around your shoulder.

“One sec…” you tiredly mumble, moving your mouse and fingers as you begin typing once again. 

“Oh, no no no.” She chuckles playfully, pulling your hand away from the mouse and keyboard, escorting you away from your work computer. “You’re going to bed, darling.” 

“Noooooo…” You mumble quietly, your eyelids growing heavy again. “Let me wooork…” 

Hearing your tired pouting and seeing you fall asleep as your eyelids grow heavier makes her chuckle. 

“No.” She says playfully, bringing you into your shared bedroom and lying down.

“Go on now. Sleep well, darling.” Kafka kisses your forehead as you drift off to sleep. “Good night~ I love you.”

“Love…” You attempt to get out of your lips, “…you too.”

Stelle:

“Hey there.” Stelle says as she walks up behind you, wrapping her arms around your neck and resting her chin on the top of your head. “How’s work going for you?”

“Nothing special. Same usual boring stuff.” You reply with a bored but half affectionate tone, continuing with your work but appreciating her gesture.

“Then why are you still working?” She asks as she lets out an amused huff. 

You stay silent and blankly stare at the monitor, struggling to come up with a justifiable response. 

Stelle snorts as you fail to speak. “You still wanna keep working even though it’s boring?” 

“It’s fine… you’re already here so it’s better now. Much more tolerable.” You say as you move turn your head up a bit, being able to make eye contact with her now. 

Her gaze shifts from your work down to your eyes, smirking playfully. “What’s with that look? You want something to eat?” She teases you.

“That actually doesn’t sound terrible.” You reply, smirking back. “You sure you’ll be able to make something though?” (i hc stelle as being a bad cook i find it stupid and cute and silly aaaa)

Stelle releases a soft laugh after you say that, rolling her eyes and squeezing you one more time before walking off. “Just give me a bit, it won’t be anything special.”

“Good luck with that, babe.” You say back teasingly as you watch her walk off.

After an unspecified amount of time, she comes back with a basic ham & cheese sandwich. 

“Ham and cheese, huh?” You chuckle.

“Hey, I warned you to not expect much.” She chuckles, setting the plate down onto your desk but out of your way, then returning her former position shortly after. Her arms slink around your neck and her chin returns to resting on your head. 

“So when are you gonna be done?” She asks after a few minutes of silence. 

“You want me to be done?” You ask back, watching her slowly reach her arm down and cheekily grab the sandwich. 

She brings it up to her mouth and takes a bite of the untouched sandwich before you can, despite the sandwich being made for you. “Preferably. I wanna spend some more time with you.” She replies casually, tossing the sandwich back onto the plate.

“Then that can be arranged.” You say as you begin clocking out. 

Stelle finishes chewing and begins speaking. “There we go.” She smiles, chuckling and kissing the top of your head. 

As you finish clocking out and begin to stand up, Stelle wraps her arms around her waist and begins “pestering” your face with kisses.

“Woah-!“ you chuckle, a bit surprised from her action, “Stelle-“ you try to say, still chuckling. 

“I’ve been wanting to do this for quite a bit now~ let me do my work.” She says mischievously, working down to your neck slowly.

March 7th:

The quiet clicking of your mouse and keyboard as your girlfriend walks into the room, seeing you continue to stare at the computer screen. “Babeee~…” March pouts as she walks into the room and clings to you, wrapping her arms around you gently.

“Come on… get done working already…”  She says into the crook of your neck, burying her face there. “You’ve been at it all day…” 

“Sorry, sorry…” You reply gently, reaching a hand over to her head, gently patting and running your fingers through her hair. 

“Hold off for a bit… let me clock out.” 

March exhales contently as you do this, shifting her face and looking at the monitor as well, watching you fill out your digital hour sheet. 

“So what now?” You ask, still patting March’s head, but turning in your office chair to face her.

“…you tell me.” March exhales, crawling into your lap with a satisfied sigh. 

You chuckle gently before you start speaking again, “You got me to stop working without a plan?” 

“I’m fine with anything as long as it’s with you.” March says softly, kissing you just as well. “We can figure it out along the way… buuuuut~!” 

March’s face lights up, and starts fiddling with the camera attached to her waist. “I diiiid get a new camera! I have some ideas on what we could do!”

Topaz:

“So.” Topaz says, walking up behind you. “You’re still working, huh?” 

After jumping a bit from being startled, and her chuckling as a result, she walks up next to you and leans on your desk. Her white hair is visible from the light of your computer’s monitor.

“Yeah, I just wanted to get this one thing finished.” You reply after allowing your heart rate to go back down.

“Y/n… you said that a few hours ago.” Topaz chuckles as she rolls her eyes. It was true. It’s now midnight, and a few hours ago you said you just had to wrap up one more thing done, and now even at midnight you still weren’t done.

“Uhhhh…” you mumble, obviously guilty, freezing up. 

“Don’t you work yourself to death as well?” You suddenly accuse to tease her back, chuckling. 

“Don’t avoid the question, babe.” She laughs, poking your forehead, “I’m very aware that I overwork myself too.”

“You know what you did, and I know what you are.” She grabs your cheek and pinches it.

“Hey, cut that out, Topaz!” You laugh back, grabbing her hand. 

She laughs softly, taking her hand away from your grasp to reach over and run her hand through your hair. “You’re too cute like that, y’know?” She asks her gentle gaze resting on you. Her hand moves down to your cheek and caresses it.

“Let’s go to bed now.” She says, her hand going to your’s and squeezing it. 

“Ju-“ you try to speak.

“Ah. Nope.” Topaz cuts you off, her other hand resting a finger on your lips to silence you. “You’re going to bed with me.”

She smirks and tugs your arm, yanking you into the bedroom which you both shared.

Author’s notes: sorry about march’s part being really short didnt know how to make it longer

also about the Stelle being bad at cooking HC its really just some silly think i thought of one day because i find it really cute if she’s only has the ability to make tv dinners or sandwiches 

also this is my first fic/post so please leave criticisms/critiques or request something (be as harsh as you want with the critiques/criticisms its okay 🫶❤️)

[rationaliity]

found family | astral express

self indulgent found family astral express story literally no plot its just them all being silly as they welcome you, the newcomer, onto the astral express and you realize that maybe they're more like a family than you expected originally

the astral express was a family. this was something that you weren't expecting when you joined them. they each have their own agendas, their own lives, why would they worry about each other ? they just traveled with each other, which didn't constitute a family in your eyes.

you were scared when you first came to the astral express, and you needed a place to stay. " just until you could get back on your feet " you told gray haired woman in front of you, although your voice had been shaky because you were crying so much. she didn't say much, just told you that she would talk to the others on the express, and that they would talk about it.

a few hours later, you're boarding the astral express, with many unfamiliar faces staring back at you. as they introduce themselves to you, you try to remember everyone there, but there's so many names and so much information about each of them, you honestly have a hard time remembering the details.

there's the two older members on the express, himeko and welt yang. himeko has a calm but commanding voice, much like a fierce protective mother would have, and you can't help but feel calm in her presence. welt yang is softer around his edges, with a gentler tone of voice, but everyone on the express clearly respects him and his opinions, like his words held weight to him.

the other four were younger than welt and himeko and had been trailblazing for a shorter amount of time. there was march 7th, a chatty but easily irritated girl with plenty of opinions that she wasn't afraid to say, something you deeply admired from her. dan heng, who's silence was born not out of contempt or dislike, but because of what he has witnessed in the world. you understood him maybe a little better than you wanted to let on.

then there was the siblings, stelle and caelus, though they seemed perfectly content just to be called anything else, too. they both seemed perfectly fine with the nickname ' intergalactic baseballer ' which earned a little chuckle from you. they were both quiet, with stelle giving off a more cool and deadpan personality to caelus' naturally silly one, although they were both incredibly funny. they'd been travelling with the express for a lot less than everyone else, meaning they were the last two trailblazers that had been picked up from the express before you.

and now, there was you. no matter what your story was, they let you on the express so willingly, bringing you into their arms like you had always been there. it unnerved you.

" make yourself comfortable, please, " himeko's voice tore through your thoughts, and you realized you'd just been standing there at the entrance staring at everyone trying to decipher what they wanted from you.

" oh, uh, yeah, " you stuttered out finally, moving in between dan heng and march 7th to sit down on the parlor chairs, folding your legs underneath you to sit crisscrossed. almost immediately as your butt hit the plushness, did march 7th bound up to you, sitting right next to you.

" we're gonna be warp jumping to another world soon ! it's a little hard to get a hang of it at first, so make sure to brace yourself whenever the conductor gives you the warning ! " she explained, her cheerfulness breaching through your defenses, especially when she tacked on afterwards, " i'm going to see if i can stand up during the jump ! you know, balance ! "

" march, have you considered that your unwanted advances towards friendship may just be that ? unwanted ? " dan heng criticized, but you couldn't stop yourself from letting out a little giggle, covering your face with your hands at the two of them.

" she gottem, " caelus pointed out, earning a brief little nod from stelle.

" gotta try harder at being friendless than that, " stelle agreed in a dry voice despite her silly words, and you really noticed how the twins bounced off each other, like they were one full person together and only half when they were apart.

mr. yang's voice was gentle as he spoke to the five of you, warm and gentle as he regarded you. " i have a feeling that you're going to enjoy the astral express. "

" have you seen the express so full ? " himeko asked, as if she were finally taking in that there were a crew of nameless now, and not just a bunch of ragtag adventurers that had made their home the express together.

" oh, do you wanna hear stories about the astral express crew ? you know, to get an idea of what we're like ? " march asked, her intense gaze boring into yours, as if willing you to just nod a little bit so she could show off her pictures and tell you stories from each one.

" sure, " you agreed, finding yourself almost excited to learn more than just the basics from each of these people. march jumped up immediately, running towards her room and grabbing stacks of photos before plopping down right next to you again. by the time she came back, dan heng had taken a seat on your other side, albeit a bit farther away.

caelus and stelle were still standing side by side, while mr. yang and himeko decided to sit in front of you all on the other side of the parlor, likely giving you space but ready to chime in when it came to their own stories.

march sat a picture on your lap of a man with blue dragon horns and glowing eyes, separating the waters of a world that you didn't recognize. " march, " dan heng's voice sounded like he was ready to complain. " why is this the first one that you showed ? "

" because it was the first in the stack ! i don't know what to tell you, dan heng ! " march shrugged animatedly, before turning back to the picture on your lap, " that's dan heng ! apparently he's the descendant of a dragon race of the xianzhou luofu, or something like that ! "

" oh.. wow ! " you exclaimed, doing a double take at dan heng now versus what he looked like in the picture. longer hair, different clothing, but still the same piercing gaze that he had now, determination etched onto his features like it was a part of him.

" it's a little more complicated than that, " dan heng shook his head, reaching over and taking the picture from your lap. " and now, this picture is mine. "

" what ?! that's not fair at all, dan heng ! "

" he just wants to admire himself, " caelus quipped, chuckling to himself. stelle's face broke into a small smile, but she didn't say anything back.

" fine, you can keep it, dan heng, " march sighed in resignation, " besides, these are just copies. all of my photos are still stored on my actual camera. " she shuffled through the pictures one by one, absentmindedly telling you about them as she sat them on your lap, but she was clearly looking for something.

" this is the big boss we fought in the xianzhou luofu, this is a picture of the general, this is a teacher that stelle met in her journey, this is a bunch of herta's puppets from the space station in the same area and it looked really freaky so i just had to take a picture ! here's a picture of mr. yang subduing the stellaron inside of caelus' body, and i remember being very confused because once caelus was knocked out, stelle passed out at the same time, too. weird. oh ! there's a bunch of pictures of how the dreamscape looked in penacony. oh, here ! "

with a little over twenty pictures already sat in your lap as she shuffled through the stack she had, you were finally given one picture of the four trailblazers, excluding welt and himeko. " we need to have one with mr. yang and himeko, but this is the four of us when we went on our first trailblazing expedition with stelle and caelus to jarilo-xi ! " she explained.

" why don't we take a picture of all of us now ? " himeko suggested on the other side of the parlor.

" i believe we can have pompom take the picture for us, if the conductor is willing, " welt looked over to the conductor. no one had told you yet what the conductor actually was, but you had a feeling that you shouldn't really ask such a question out loud, so you left your curiosity for another day.

" what ?! pompom has to take the picture ? fine, but pompom wants a picture with everyone, too ! " they grabbed the camera that march was extending out to them, and backed up towards the end of the parlor car. " everyone, get together now ! "

you stood up, practically ushered by march as you found yourself in the middle of the picture, squished in between caelus and stelle on your right, with stelle being a little forward so there was enough room, and dan heng on your left. march stood sort of in between you and dan heng but just in front of you, since she was shorter than dan heng, and welt and himeko stood behind the five of you. you felt a hand gently resting on your shoulder, and you looked up behind you to see welt giving you a small smile.

" you're doing great, " he praised softly, under his breath so only you could hear. " welcome to the astral express. "

as the picture was snapped, you couldn't help but think that you really would enjoy this time with your new family. it was an odd experience, sure, but not one unwelcome. the astral express really was like a family, and they were embracing you with open arms.

[blueysobssesions]

Summary: Why is there a photocard of you at the back of Arlan's ID PASS?

Note: No Warning, just fluff, this is my first time writing on hsr lol

Arlan x Reader (Platonic) Dan Heng x Reader

"Here's my ID pass. Now, let's go, March—" Arlan said, but then he was interrupted by March.

"Wait— Isn't that Y/n?" March asked, snatching Arlan's ID pass from Dan Heng's hand.

Dan Heng only glared at her with a groan. "Arlan~? Why do you have a picture of Y/n~?" March teased, playfully waving the ID pass in front of Arlan's face.

Arlan blushed and stammered, "H-Hey, give that back, March!" He attempted to snatch the pass back from March's hands. Dan Heng watched this interaction with a slight look of confusion.

"Nuh-uh, you're not getting this back until you tell me why you have a picture of Y/n on your ID pass," March continued to tease, holding the pass out of Arlan's reach.

His face turned even redder out of embarrassment, and he tried a little harder to reach the ID pass. "T-That's none of your business! Just give it back, will you?"

March giggled, "Okay, okay! You look like you're about to explode… but can you also make me a copy of this? Hehe!" she said, handing Arlan's ID back to Dan Heng.

Dan Heng only stared at the photocard of you, then he stared at the two, then back at the photo. "Can you also make a copy for me?"

"WHAT???? DAN HENG?! IS THAT YOU?!?!" March squealed in shock. The cold and reserved man wanted a photocard of you? Huh?

MASTERLIST!!!!!!!!

[aventurineswife]

Checkmate in Silence

Summary: Jing Yuan, March 7th, Dan Heng, and You gather for a lighthearted game of chess aboard the Astral Express. While Dan Heng stays focused on the game, Jing Yuan and March work together in secret, stealing and eating his pieces when he isn’t looking. The playful conspiracy unfolds as Jing Yuan and March’s teamwork leads to a sneaky checkmate, leaving Dan Heng bewildered and amused. The game ends in laughter and camaraderie, capturing a moment of fun and lightheartedness among the group.

Tags: @novalicviper, Jing Yuan x Reader x March 7th x Dan Heng, Chess, Mischief, Humor, Lighthearted, Fluff, Playful Competition, Teamwork, can be read Romantically or Platonically.

Warnings: March eats Dan Heng's pieces, yeah.

A/N: don't ask, March is just hungry 🧍‍♀️

It was a peaceful afternoon on the Astral Express, the gentle hum of the train providing a calm backdrop to an unexpected gathering in the lounge. You, March, Dan Heng, and Jing Yuan had gathered around a small table, set up for an intense yet playful game of chess.

March was as lively as ever, practically bouncing in her seat with excitement. Her fingers drummed against the edge of the table, eager for the game to begin. "I’m going to win this time, I just know it! No more losing to you guys!" she declared, looking at you with wide, determined eyes.

Jing Yuan sat with a serene smile, his eyes glinting as he surveyed the board. "Is that so? We’ll see," he mused, his voice as calm as always. Despite his lazy demeanor, he had a sharp mind for strategy—and chess was no exception.

Dan Heng sat across from you, his eyes flickering between the pieces. He wasn't exactly thrilled by the idea of playing chess in the first place, but his sense of duty meant he couldn't refuse when everyone else seemed so eager. He adjusted his glasses, glancing over the pieces, clearly trying to maintain his focus.

You shuffled the pieces and set up the board, the quiet atmosphere only broken by March’s occasional giggles and Jing Yuan's soft chuckles. As the game began, it was clear who was the strategist here. Jing Yuan and March exchanged subtle glances, their teamwork already becoming apparent to you, though not to Dan Heng.

With a move, Jing Yuan casually shifted a knight, and in the blink of an eye, March's hand shot out to snatch the piece from the board. Without missing a beat, she popped it into her mouth, chewing with a mischievous grin. You stifled a laugh, trying to hide your amusement, but Dan Heng never looked up from the board, completely unaware of the sneak attack unfolding right under his nose.

Jing Yuan’s eyes twinkled with mischief as he glanced at you. "I believe that's check," he said smoothly, his voice carrying a hint of amusement as he moved his queen into place.

March, still chewing her stolen knight, gave him a thumbs-up before quickly wiping her mouth. "Thanks for the assist, Jing Yuan!" she whispered, her eyes bright with excitement.

Dan Heng, oblivious to the trickery, focused intently on the game. "Don’t get too cocky," he muttered, moving his bishop with precision. "I’m not going down that easily."

March leaned over to you, her face lighting up with a mischievous grin. "He never looks away, does he? We have to be fast!"

You couldn’t help but giggle, feeling the thrill of the game. "Alright, let's do it."

The next few moves passed in a flurry of calculated plays. As Dan Heng moved his pieces, his eyes never strayed far from the board, focused and sharp. However, it wasn’t enough to stop the pair of conspirators. Jing Yuan shifted his rook, and within seconds, March had seized another piece—this time, a pawn. With a wink, she popped it into her mouth, making sure to savor the moment.

"You two are ruthless," you said, grinning. "Dan Heng doesn’t even know what’s happening!"

Dan Heng, unaware of the growing pile of pieces that had mysteriously vanished, made another move. "I have you now," he muttered, unaware of the impending checkmate.

Jing Yuan glanced at March, who was now gleefully enjoying her stolen pieces. He smirked before making his final move, placing his queen on the board. "Checkmate," he declared, his voice low and satisfied.

Dan Heng blinked in surprise, finally looking up at the board. "Wait... How did—" His gaze shifted to the empty spots where his pieces used to be. A look of realization dawned on his face as he met March’s wide, innocent eyes. "You—"

March grinned sheepishly, wiping a small crumb from her lips. "Uh… I think I might’ve eaten a few of your pieces. Oops?"

Dan Heng let out a deep sigh, a mix of disbelief and resignation. "You two... were teaming up this whole time, weren’t you?"

Jing Yuan chuckled softly, his calm demeanor unchanged. "It was a fair strategy, Dan Heng. Sometimes, it's not just about the pieces you play... but the ones you don’t."

You couldn’t help but laugh at the scene before you, the playful rivalry and the easy camaraderie between all of you. Despite the underhanded tactics, there was no animosity—just the warmth of being together, sharing this lighthearted moment.

Dan Heng sighed again but couldn't hide the faint smile tugging at his lips. "You all are impossible," he muttered, but the hint of amusement in his voice was enough to show he didn’t mind too much.

Jing Yuan leaned back, stretching slightly and surveying the group with a contented smile. "Another victory for the team," he said, as if the game had been won by sheer strategy alone.

March raised her hand, eager to declare her own triumph. "Yep! We make a great team!" She gave you a wink and a playful thumbs-up, signaling her satisfaction.

As the laughter died down, you felt a sense of contentment wash over you. It wasn't just the victory that mattered—it was the way you all made memories together, one mischievous move at a time.

[itstimetojellyfish]

These days , have not been the best.( Dan Heng x Reader)

AHHHHHHHHHHH

Useless .

Everyone calls you that .

“Not even worth a single penny . “

“Don’t waste your time on them.”

You don’t blame them though , you were supposed to be there , helping others like you promised .

However , you left suddenly. This was because you had suddenly contracted a disease . If only you had taken the vaccine…. Then maybe rumors wouldn’t circulate around you .

Maybe the false information about you seeing another other than your dear lover wouldn’t be online and you would instead be in his arms sleeping .

( You hate yourself for being so weak)

Instead of being in the archives sleeping on your lovers futon with his other form wrapped around you , you’re sitting down in a cave on the planet you landed on .

Cold , alone , wet , and utterly miserable.

When the first rumors came out , Dan Heng saw them immediately, then he sought you out , seeing you talking with another man .

After you were done talking, he immediately confronted you about them , you thought he was foolish for believing them .

( You forgot that he revealed his past and now he’s insecure about your relationship)

You pay the price now .

People badmouthing you, tripping you , and even shoving you around , resulting in injuries that would leave a scar , both emotionally and physically.

Now , usually Dan Heng or the other Astral express members would help you , but ever since the rumors came out , they avoided you and seemed to loathe you .

( Do they all believe those lies?)

Your heart was torn apart and burned .

The one you loved most wouldn’t even spare a glance at you.

The people you deemed friends wouldn’t help you .

So now you’re on a cold , barren planet , abandoned , shivering , and crying .

(You wish they would’ve at least given you a blanket. )

(But you know you don’t deserve any kindness for being so weak and pathetic.)

So you sit there . Letting the cold wind slice through your clothes and hit your vulnerable skin , you start to pale .

You’ve always had problems with your body temperature. Usually you carry ice packs or blankets with you if the planet was cold or hot .

But the people left you here without alerting the Astral express so now you have no way of going home and sleeping.

You’re tired .

Cold too .

Soft pattering and loud thunder alerts you that it’s raining .

( You wish Dan Heng was here )

You curl in on yourself as a mock attempt to mimic the warmth your lover gave you when you were cold .

It’s useless .

Your arms are too small and cold , you don’t have a jacket or a soothing voice .

Your heart throbs and wails for at least a bit of affection , it doesn’t have to be a kiss , it doesn’t have to be a hug .

All you need is someone that cares for you .

Nothing else .

Nothing more .

You hate being alone . It makes you feel weak , vulnerable, and pathetic. It also reminds you of how much everyone hates you .

You sit there in the cave with barely any food for 2 weeks . Water is available since it rains pretty often .

You have a wound with an infection on your stomach and your legs are weak . You broke an ankle earlier trying to get some berries up on a mountain side .

Your stomach hurts and growls 24/7 and it’s making you vomit constantly .

Soon , you’re crying alone on the cold, rocky floor , stomach twisting unpleasantly as you writhe around in pain .

( You don’t hear the sound of something landing on the ground)

There’s a few clacks and then… you see pale skin and golden heels in front of you ..

Murmuring ensues and you wish that they would just kill you .

Then 2 pairs of black shoes come into your field of vision and a sweet voice gently whispers in your ears .

“ Hey… Y/N .. it’s gonna be okay , we’re so sorry be believed those rumors … “ Soft hands gently pull the slit on your clothes and an audible wince occurs as they see the gash on your stomach with an infection on it .

You close your eyes and go limp .

It sounds like March 7th. You miss her bubbly voice and tone .

Black fingerless globes come into your vision as you see a fluffy gray head . The gentle hands tilt your head and then you see amber eyes soften .

“ Dan Heng….medical… they’re …. “ The words coming from his mouth seem distorted and your eyes blink wearily .

You see bright red hair come into view as warm hands gently trace the wound around your stomach .

“ Poor thing…We’re so sorry for not coming sooner , your ankles broken too …”

You wince and whimper. The pain sears through your delicate senses as you try to escape it , though it doesn’t do anything other than amplify it.

Soon , you’re being lifted and you see the Astral Express come into view . Your eyes widen and then you squirm .

No! You can’t burden them again!

The arms carrying you shuffle to adjust your constant squirming , they then lift you up to the person shoulder and you see a pale white jacket .

A teal tail gently curls around your waist , careful not to disturb your wound and infection as they secure you in order to not open the wound your body tries so hard to close .

You whine . You missed this tail .. it would always caress your body and love it with all it could .

You made grabby hands in the air , asking for something you didn’t you know could get .

A warm fuzzy tip rubbed against your cheek as you slumped and curled in . The wound on your stomach stretching a bit making you wince.

A pink and blue head pops into your field of vision as you realize it’s Dan Heng holding you .

March looks at you with worried eyes as she sees how cloudy yours are .

Soon, you’re in the express , being stuck in a cuddle pile including Caelus , March, and Dan Heng , with at least 6 blankets on top of you as every one avoids the wound you have .

You had to stay at Herta’s space station for a while and then return to the Astral Express , the people who started the rumors about you are very much in the hospital.

They had almost gotten you killed without anyone knowing .

You gently turn on your side to see Dan Heng looking at you back.

You sit there like a deer in headlight . He gently places his hand on your chin before kissing you . His other hand trails down to your lower back and rubs it gently.

“ I’m so sorry” He nuzzles your forehead gently .

“ It’s … okay … “

“ These days haven’t been the best , so I’ll make the rest as good as I can.”

[squeakyducky]

I have a theory regarding the Aeons...

Possible spoilers below\\

Do you think an all out war between Aeons and other characters might break out? Like maybe it will happen near at the end of the story.

In xianzhou update, when Jingyuan was interrogating Loucha, he mentioned that Xianzhou, himself and Jingliu are enemies of Yaoshi, the Aeon of Abundance.

And Jingliu doesn't deny it. She admits it even. And then, she talks of killing THEM. This conversation shows a possible, potential confrontation with an Aeon later in the story.

Another thing is when, we talked to Kafka after the interrogation. She reveals that, the Stellaron hunters are deliberately helping TB to form an alliance with Xianzhou. So that, they would help TB when the time comes.

And RIGHT after that, she talks of TB facing Nanook in the future Elio chose. Another confrontation with a different Aeon. Here, this is the key. The stellaron hunters probably wanted Xianzhou to help TB kill Nanook.

"It will be a brutal struggle of Aeonic proportions." If that's not hinting at war, I don't know what it is.

Kafka says that the Elio/Stellaron Hunters' main goal is to kill Nanook, where only a slim portion of possible futures succeed under specific conditions. Nanook is the Aeon of Destruction, whose purpose is to destroy the universe, which Elio can see happen if he fails. And from what we can see from this conversation, I concluded that the stellaron hunters are trying to make TB into a God, or at least a Godlike being whose powers' can rival the Aeons.

As for now, TB follows many paths, Destruction, Preservation, Harmony, and in this new 3.0 update, they will get Rememberance. I wonder if they are pulling Genshin Traveler where they restore their original power with each element? In this case, TB is collecting paths like pokemons, to gain more power little by little perhaps? I know characters can follow different paths, just like March with Preservation and Hunt paths, Danheng with the Hunt and Destruction, and Tingyun with Harmony, and Nihility. But they don't have as much as TB.

Not to mention, in the latest update, Tingyun, or rather Fugue talks about making THEM pay. This also kinda feeds my theory tbh.

"Making THEM pay" I think this also hints at war. I also have another evidence to prove that. Because, before this, they were just talking about wars just now. Countless wars happened because of Aeons before, right?

Alright, thank you for reading. I just wanted to discuss a pattern I saw with each update. I don't know if this theory or this topic is a common subject in hsr fandom, but I don't see anyone discussing anything about it at least. If this is a well-known fact at this point, this is embarrassing lol. There might be information that I might've missed or several facts that I might not know too. Correct me if you can. I would also love to hear what you guys' think about this as well :D

Credits: video 1 / video 2 / video 3