#Star rail

[c0ffeelad]

ooughhhn my wwifee..

My fanart of Jing Yuan the disney princessss 🦁 <3

[rainbow-taishi]

Trailblazer could have different mascot companions in every new path but nothing beats the trash can

[penguingeprek]

Finally I finished it this two

[montyyy1202]

The Doctor and the Lawyer: my HSR and Genshin mains

[uzlmares]

who are you now?

[katherina005]

[ryanthel0ser]

Sunday's interrogation of Aventurine got me thinking about how this is one chained man speaking to another. Both are bound closely to their owners.

Sunday is a bird in a cage. But that's not enough. He's a bird in a cage with a chain attached to his leg. It would be a nuisance if he could fly around, rattling the cage. But that's not enough. He's a bird in a cage with a chain attached to his leg and his wings clipped. There is nothing he can do to escape his cage. The only time he's allowed out is when his owner lets him out, where he is forced to stay on their arm because he can't fly away. He goes where his owner wants him to go and his owner must always have control.

Aventurine is the dog that at the end of the day puts his head down and does what his owner tells him to because when he doesn't he ends up bloody and starving. When they go out for walks it seems like a normal relationship, but he's not allowed to go very far from his owners. They hold his leash tightly. And when they come home, it's from the walking leash to the yard leash. There's a sizable yard, and the leash is long, but it's still a leash. Just short enough to where he can't get close to the fence.

If their owners didn't tell them to hate each other, maybe they'd pity one another. One trapped being to another.

[macrosmic]

🩷💜

[aireia]

SUNDAY x reader NOTE: I haven't written in 4 months. Good morning Sunday fans

warnings: comfort, might be ooc </3

Thinking about….

Sunday with a glass doll! Reader. He’d be so gentle with you when he touched you– He would find his hand stopping right before it touched your cheek, afraid he’d break you, until you reassured him it would be fine. Once his hand rested itself on your cheek, he’d use his thumb to run over the cracks made when you got into fights outside of the dream, in reality. 

Your skin– The glass you were made from was cold to the touch. Sunday figured that it was because of the lack of blood that flowed through your body. Sometimes, he’d wonder if you could feel the warmth radiating off him when you were close, sometimes he’d wonder if you even felt the same way he did. 

Those nights when he’s struggling to fall asleep in bed as he reminisces about the past, and you hold him close while running your fingers through his hair, gently stroking his wings, and whispering nothing but comforting words to him, he’s reminded the soul in your body is just as human as he is.

by user @ aireia, do not plagiarize and/or translate.

[snake0506]

Fanart of sad lil' Sunday 😇😔

[seiqxian]

Yanqing

[n4gichan]

My baby 🪽

[azullumi]

i know everyone from amphoreus is going to be so fucking majestic,, just look at her oh my god !2???

[harmorii]

vidyadhara design :]] based on the 3d printed dragon i got recently

fidget toy so good u make an oc out of it

[katherina005]

I think it's time