#Sunday HSR

[pawnyao]

First time warping

inspired by this twt: https://x.com/knightsofbeauty/status/1859167482361127421

[akiqvq]

I see Sunday I like 🥰

If he's not released on Christmas I will consider HSR a complete and utter failure

Also yeah no British dragonfly today your local raccoon was on Roadrunner mode with this one

[cantobear]

got the chance to draw some requests; i had a lot of fun with this one!!

[soarien]

meme from twitter

[salmon4dinner]

working on some new charm designs 🔥🔥

[akiqvq]

The moment tears fall the ethereal he looks

[painregretsandsunday]

Howdy!

Just found your blog and I love it.

If you didn't mind/haven't already. A biblically accurate Sunday could be cute! Chibi or not it would look great in your style.

Good day!

Drawing Sunday every day 'till his release!

Day 207 - biblically accurate boi

Glad you like my silly little drawings. Hope you'll enjoy this humble piece :3

And have good day you too.

[gimoshiki]

🐉🪽 Dan Heng's noodle with Sunday at any moment :>

[starcholy]

woaaah

work in process

in process of giving me migraines

[rozalieur]

I forgot about his halo ⚜️

[lost-in-my-world-of-dreams]

very self indulgent ratio and sunday x reader (separately) thoughts and ideas ive had.

-forgive the formatting i never post, it’s 4am and i cannot be trusted to be coherent and precise.

dr ratio x artist reader except they are a painting and drawing artist. they appreciate ratio’s sculpting however they absolutely cannot and do not like sculpting, especially with clay. (this is self indulgent as hell, i can’t stand dried clay on my fingers, it’s even worse than charcoal). also they totally use each other for references/models sometimes, reader definetly had a couple sketchbook pages of him and a painting or two.

conductor sunday x violinist reader. okay so imagine getting to perform on stage with sunday. that’s it that’s the thought. (jk). maybe you’re the solo player getting to play with his orchestra (you two thought it’d be special to get to work on a piece together, i had more ideas too but i’m exhausted and forgot them 💀). or… you’re both violinists and you perform a duet together <3

-that’s it that’s all my incredibly self indulgent ideas for my two favorite guys, maybe one day i’ll actually write something serious (doubtful but a guy can dream 😔)

[nova-rogue]

hoyoverse is actively trying to kill me but it's finnneeee

[akiqvq]

One of the most ethereal beings

collateral beauty

[aventurineswife]

Hsr characters of your choice with a s/o who had recently picked up crocheting (dont get me started, frustration with the magic circle lasted like 2 or 3 days, then had an ongoing frustration with the center of my drawstring bags/baskets just sticking up, when i couldve altered the pattern a little all along *siiigh* at least i can crochet simple hearts well)

-Smooch Anon 💋

Loops of Affection

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Robin x Reader, Topaz x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Established Relationship, Slice of Life, Comfort, Light Humor, Soft Moments.

You sat on the sofa, focused on your crochet project, the soft yarn flowing through your fingers as you worked. Aventurine leaned casually against the doorframe, watching you with an amused smile, his eyes glimmering. "What’s this? A new hobby, darling?" he asked, his voice smooth but laced with genuine curiosity.

You looked up, smiling softly as you explained, “I thought it would be something relaxing to do in my free time. Plus, I’m hoping to make something special.”

Aventurine’s lips curled into a playful grin. “Perhaps I should try it too. I could certainly use the opportunity to learn something new. Maybe we could make something together.”

The thought of him, with his sharp wit and strategic mind, picking up crochet was amusing, but you liked the idea of sharing this new hobby with him. “I think it’d suit you,” you teased. “You might even make it into a game.”

His grin widened. “A game of crochet strategy? Now that’s an intriguing idea.”

As you sat on the balcony, the evening sky painted in soft hues of pink and lavender, Robin sat beside you, her hair flowing in the breeze. She was always so poised, yet today, her usually graceful demeanor had a more relaxed air as she watched you crochet.

“This looks like it takes a lot of patience.” Robin commented, her eyes studying the yarn and the intricate stitches forming in your hands.

You glanced up, offering a small smile. “It’s surprisingly calming, actually. I just started, but I’m enjoying it.”

Robin reached over, gently touching your hands as you worked. “Would you mind teaching me? I think it might be a nice way to unwind after my performances.”

Her soft, melodic voice added a layer of sweetness to the request, and you felt warmth spread through your chest. You chuckled softly and nodded. “Of course. I’d be happy to.”

You had just finished the last few stitches of your scarf when Topaz, having just returned from a long day at the IPC, entered the room. She eyed the vibrant yarn and the growing pile of projects with interest, her silver-white hair gleaming under the light.

“You’ve been busy,” Topaz remarked, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “What’s all this?”

You looked up at her, holding up the scarf. “Just something I’ve been working on. I picked up crocheting recently.”

Topaz’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “Crocheting, huh? I’ve always thought it was a good skill to have, though I never quite found the time for it.”

Her eyes flicked to the scarf you were working on. “It looks... delicate. I imagine you’d make a perfect partner in this craft.” she said with a teasing grin, a rare hint of warmth in her voice.

“Maybe I’ll make you something next.” you offered, already imagining the soft scarf draped around her neck.

Her lips curved, a slight smirk tugging at her face. “Only if it matches my cape. Otherwise, I’ll have to reconsider.”

Sunday had always been composed, but today, as he sat beside you on the couch, his eyes flicked between your crochet and your focused expression. You were so absorbed in the process that you hadn’t noticed his silent observation.

“You’ve taken up a new hobby?” he asked, his voice soft and curious, a rare hint of gentleness in his usually formal tone.

You looked up at him, grinning. “I figured I needed something to do with my hands, and crocheting seemed perfect. It’s kind of therapeutic.”

Sunday studied the way your fingers moved with fluidity and grace, his head tilting slightly. “It’s admirable. You’ve found a way to channel your energy into something so... serene.” He reached over, gently touching the yarn, his fingers tracing the softness. “I must admit, I admire your dedication.”

You laughed lightly, feeling his warmth beside you. “Would you like to try?”

For a moment, there was silence, and then Sunday chuckled softly. “Perhaps... but I believe I would rather keep to my more... grand designs. This seems like a delicate art, and I am not so delicate in my movements.”

You smiled, the soft flicker of affection growing in your chest. “No harm in trying.”

[penguingeprek]

Finally I finished it this two

[amidoodles]

a cozy morning in your embrace