#Trailblazer x reader

[lavandulawrites]

Plssss can we have more yandere HSR memes!! they're so funny!

Yandere HSR Men Memes Part 3

Ofc you can!!<3 I’m glad you guys find them funny╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Yandere HSR Men Memes part 1

Yandere HSR Men Memes part 2

Yandere Genshin Men Memes

(some of these might not seem too yandere, but people seem to forget that yandere means lovesick aka someone who is SICK WITH LOVE)

Do not copy my ideas. Thank you

[kyunniebuns]

˗ˏˋ Entry : 050 - Lover! HSR Men x Fem! Reader: Can't sleep at night.... ♡ ˎˊ˗

[ Caelus, Aventurine, Sunday, Dan Heng ]

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ ℂ𝕒𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕤 ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

"Alright, who is begging to be whooped by my bat—" Caelus announces, his voice full of conviction as he held his bat until his gaze lowered down to see your sorry little state clutching a miniature plushie of him you got from the trailblaze stern's merchandise. "O-oh, babe!"

He immediately panics and throws away the bat he was ready to swing at a moment's notice.

"I uhm... Heh!" He scratches the back of his head before taking your hand. "What's wrong? It's really late now, did you have a nightmare?"

"No... Not really" You slump, entirely upset. "I watched a sad movie and now I can't sleep."

"... Ah, that old film Mr. Yang recommended?" Caelus hums thoughtfully, "Wanna hit the hay with me then? My new room is really big and I got new pillows!"

"Please" You nod sheepishly as your boyfriend guides you inside the upturned storeroom he spent days decorating and renovating.

It was a sight to behold knowing how empty and barren the place was until the astral express team decided to give him the space. Now Caelus had a whole paradise to himself. A kitchen, his own bathroom, a weapon station, and even his massive gaming area that he spent hours on end when the crew isn't off doing training or he's joining March on whatever stupidity to stress Dan Heng and Sunday with since the former head of the oak family has decided to hitchhike for a little while.

"Wanna talk about the movie?" Caelus asks as he kisses your plump cheek so you would look at him. "Or is it too sad?"

You shook your head, not wanting to recall the film that made you look at the wall and contemplate life. Mr. Yang is truly cruel for suggesting such a sad movie.

"Hm..." He ponders, trying to recall the contents of the book he asked from Dan Heng about cheering up your girlfriend who is clearly upset.

Now that he thinks about it, the contents of that book is too cringey and will probably not help you at all.

"Anything you want me to do?" He gently ruffles the side of your head.

"Sunday told me he taught you some voice thingies" You say, your eyes glimmering as you look up at his golden orbs.

"Well, uhm... Err... About that" A dust of pink tinges on his fair cheeks.

He wanted to surprise you with a love song on your anniversary so he secretly started asking voice lessons from him, but maybe he should have told the halovian man that it's for a surprise.

"You will, right?... Right?" You nod expectantly, making Caelus feel all the more helpless as he can't resist his lover.

"Alright, alright" He nods as he clears his throat.

"You can do it, Caelus. Sunday said your voice is really good, just relax" He tells himself.

He needed a bit more time as he developed the courage, but eventually he started humming. He remembered Sunday's lessons well after all, he should be fine.

Caelus kept humming for a while until he noticed you completely passed out in his arms and nuzzling his chest. He silently screamed a victorious howl, crying of joy and thanking Sunday for joining the astral express and for the free singing lessons.

Now he knows the perfect way of coaxing you to sleep without using unconventional methods. The strict guidance he underwent from Sunday is all not in vain.

After all, he has his cute girlfriend snuggled up against him with a miniature plushie version of himself in her arms. What more can he ask for?

So gently, he squeezed you in his arms while kissing your cheek.

"Goodnight, baby. I hope you dream pleasant dreams"

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ 𝔸𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕖 ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Aventurine has just finished working on his remaining paperworks for the evening until there was a knock on his office, he lazily called out to come in and perked up at the sight if your wearing the pajamas he bought for you the other day.

"Ah, look at you, darling. I knew the limited edition one made of fine silk suits your cute figure, come come. I want to admire you more." Aventurine urges you to come over.

And once you were near enough, he perched you on his lap and peppered your pretty face with kisses.

"It's bedtime now, though, why are you still awake, hm?" He inquires as he strokes the top of your head.

"Can't sleep..." You complain softly as Aventurine presses his lips on your forehead.

"Mm, is it because you need me by your ride to sleep?" He teases.

"Mhm..." You nod sheepishly, feeling childish for such a demand.

"Ah, how cute!" Aventurine muses, giving you another plethora of kisses. "I would love to join you in bed, but as you can see, the ipc is working me to the bone again and I have just returned from break"

He gestures to the pikes of paperwork still on his desk and open documents on the screen.

"Can I stay here then?" You ask, playing with his necktie. "I'll be good, I promise"

"Whatever makes your pretty little head happy, dearest" The signonian man hums, pulling your head to the crook of his neck as a way to coax you into sleeping.

The room soon falls into silence, with the exception of Aventurine's writing and keyboard typings. A sweet aroma of wood and citrus permeates through his office, making the whole place even more cozier than it already is.

And soon, you would find yourself lost in dreamland in your beloved's arms.

It took him a while to notice, but Aventurine soon realizes you're completely asleep. He smiles gently, his heterochromatic eyes gazing so lovingly at your face.

He never really thought he would be holding you like this again given all the trouble he went through in penacony. Not to mention, he was dead set on disappearing there until a knight of beauty rescued him from hell.

Aventurine is not taking another chance at being so reckless again knowing that someone as precious as you is waiting for him at home. And how could he leave you when you're this adorable and clingy? He would rather be humiliated than ever make you upset again.

So once again, he kisses your forehead— A lingering one this time as a way to bless you in your sleep.

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕪 ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Sunday's days are finally peaceful and stress-free ever since he became a runaway fugitive in Penacony. Who knew staying in the astral express can bless him with such clarity and tranquility? He's never had his guard down like this when he was the head of the oak family. He always presented himself as the most perfect person as he can be.

But now, he is dressed in an outfit that is asymmetrical. He lives in a space where there is a mess here and there that he cannot help but tidy up as a way to help pompom. It's quite awkward to reside in the train that bodyslammed him multiple times when he was at the peak of insanity. But this will do. Yes. This will do. Sunday is, after all, still adjusting to the life in the astral express, the astral express that you are also part of.

"Sunny?..." You call out to him as he arranges some books that he borrowed from Dan Heng as a way to pass the time.

"Dearest." The halovian smiles lovingly, putting down the books he is holding and gesturing you to his bed so he can sit you down. "My love, if you sleep this late then you will he moody in the morning again"

He cups your cheek gently, his wings fluttering softly as he touches your skin.

"I just can't sleep... I was scared you're still missing" You murmur, making his heart ache.

"I told you, it's alright now. I'm hitchhiking here" He reassures you before tucking you in his sheets. "I promised you that I will protect you as I give my services to the astral express, you needn't be so distressed."

He then ponders for a while, "Shall I hum you a tune then? My sister used to be like you when she has trouble resting. While I would normally suggest that we listen to her albums, it seems that my love needs 'Sunny'— More right now."

It was awkward to use that nickname, but he would make an exception for his beloved.

"Mhm..." You nod, intertwining your fingers together.

Sunday started to hum a lullaby he used to coax Robin with when they were little. A soft, steady and melancholic lullaby his mother taught him when he was younger. It was one of the few things he cherishes from her. Though her departure is abrupt and sudden, Sunday chooses to remember all the joyous memories he has given him and his baby sister.

And part of that way is singing you the lullaby she would sing. It never fails to soothe you after all.

See?

Your already breathing so slowly. Your chest would rise and fall in a steady manner and he would eventually stop.

"There we go, my little bird" Sunday cooes, kissing your forehead. "Don't worry about me anymore. I will stay by your side as long as you permit me to. I want to see the stars with you a bit longer, so rest well."

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ 𝔻𝕒𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕘 ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

"Yes?..." Dan Heng answers the door and sees you fidgeting with your little fingers.

"Hi..." You awkwardly greet him.

"..." The vidyadhara steps aside, a silent way of inviting you in since he knew what is going on.

"Am I bothering you?" You ask, glancing at the paperwork on his desk scattered around.

"No, I was finished anyway" Dan Heng shakes his head, "Ignore the papers. I was just reviewing some stuff regarding our recent expenses,"

His blue eyes then glance down at you who is holding a teddy bear he gave you as a present on your birthday. The sight softens his heart.

He lifted his blanket, tipping his head over to it so you can snuggle in.

Once you are settled, Dan Heng tucks you in before climbing in himself.

"Aren't you uncomfortable with my bed?" He inquires, softly patting your hip to coax you into sleep. "I don't have a comfortable mattress like March and Caelus."

"But yours is the warmest" You shake your head.

"Is that so?" He smiles softly, "Shall I tell you a bedtime story the elders tell the children then?"

"Stories?" You perk up at the suggestion.

The stories from the xianzhou loufu are always fascinating and Dan Heng had a talent for story-telling. Maybe it's because of the fact that he loves reading box that he has a knack for it.

He starts telling you the folklore that he finds fascinating. His voice is low but not too quiet, he expresses the right emotions as needed and fluctuates his voice to immerse you further in the story.

It never fails to amuse Dan Heng on the precious way your eyes would light up at the climax of the story and when he tells you the twists.

You are always so amazed by the folk lore he tells like a little girl.

By the end of the story, you are ironically more exhausted than he is as you struggle to keep your eyes open.

"What a fun and sad story" You yawn, "Are stories from the xianzhou loufu always full of tragedy?"

"Not really, I just chose this story in particular for tonight" He kisses your forehead as a way to apologize, "I'll tell you a happier one next time then, forgive me for this one."

"Nuh-uh... It's okay" You shake your head as your eyes finally close. "I like Dan Heng's stories..."

And just like that, you are asleep in the vidyadhara's arms— Warming his heart all the more at the sight of you so snuggled up on him.

Truth be told, Dan Heng never thought there would come a day wherein he would ever have a lover. He's always busy attending to the data bank and taking care of March and Caelus to spare them from their stupidity. There are times where he is just so over them and lets them be stupid though just so they can have a taste of their medicine.

But with you? He would never do that.

Dan Heng will always keep you out of danger. He wont necessarily direct you to what not to do or what to— But he will be by your side and ready to extend a guiding hand should you actually need him.

Every boyfriend wants to cherish his dearest darling.

And Dan Heng is no exception to that.

Telling you bedtime stories is just one of the few duties he enjoys doing as your lover and he silently hopes that you keep coming to him to hear all about his culture that he adores.

He presses his lips on yours, applying a chaste kiss before muttering in his native tongue— A silent oath that vidyadharas have to their fated ones. An oath that he binds himself to you. To his beloved. To the one who owns his heart.

꒰ 🪼 A/N: Moshi moshi (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡, this is my official hsr fanfic heuehshab. These four are my most fave in the game currently and I couldn't resist the idea of bedtime with my boys(⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠), so here! This is my first official offering and to many more. I will add a few more lovers ofc, but I wanted to kickstart it off with these bbs in particular( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩). ꒱

ʚ(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ .｡✧: ~♡ —! stories written by kyunnie; translations, reposts, plagiarism are strictly forbidden.

[strawberri-yan]

Trailblazer x fem yn ft. Sweet oblivious march

[nqmonarch]

Self Aware HSR But...

But only the characters you own are self aware AND you're a no wishing account. I tried a no wish account, lasted a week ended up getting two ILs in one ten pull.

Bonus: based on the number of eidolons you have of the character the more aware of you, and more knowledge they have.

Like

E0 Know of your existence, probably would assume you're just some aeon.

E1 Feeling the warm presence always guiding them, they're stronger even when you're not by their side.

E3 Hearing you while playing the game.

E4 Seeing you while playing the game.

E6 Knowing that this is a game.

And then if they're someone more intelligent, like Herta, then maybe they can skip an eidolon and also find little ways to work around them. At E5 she's already found a way to hack into your electronics to observe this absurd being (you) some more. Then at E6 she's already planning on a way to make you come to their world, she has so many questions after all!

Of course there's Trailblazer, the first character you get whose eidolons you get without even spending money, and as their journey continues in Belobog and they find themselves becoming stronger all of a sudden they're aware of this strange Aeon? Except you're helping them. Then they start to hear you, then see you, and then everything becomes clear. And terribly more confusing. ...Nothing was real? The confusing part is the moment they accept the power of the preservation it's all gone. Like it was a hallucination. But they remember everything and it ends up coming back slowly step by step, your voice, the sight of you, that's what they really wanted. None of the knowledge left them, and game or not they want you by their side. And all of the Astral Express is left confused by their strange fanaticism about some being called Y/N.

Then there's Dan Heng and March 7th who you also got for free. Who feel your warm presence and strength whenever they're on your team but the moment you leave it's all gone. Dan Heng is skeptical, it must be an Aeon but why would an Aeon be gazing at them so often? March 7th is excited, for an Aeon to look at them that must mean something, right? Maybe they're heroes on an amazing quest! Or the Aeon is trying to help her get her memories back. They all feel a strange sense of familiarity when after the trip to the Xianzhou the trailblazer tells them about a person called Y/N. But they're left even more speechless when they're told this is all just a game. That can't be true, right?

Herta can also be obtained at E6 for free and with every eidolon unlocked she just gets more curious. She knows this person can control and buff them, so what else can they do? And what exactly are they? Similar to an Aeon in terms of overall power but in individual power clearly weaker but able to actually control the movements of others? Simply fascinating. It's even more interesting that they're doing all of this for the good will of others. Of course, you should come here. Even if you end up being a weak human she's sure there's loads of information in your brain, and you may end up holding the purpose to the universe in it. Not to mention the Aeons, of course, they'd be curious of this unknown creature. She hates to admit, she's grown quite fond of you as well.

The rest of the characters can only be obtained at E0 and are randomly dispersed out.

Natasha jumps to defend herself when she suddenly feels eyes watching her when no one is around. Then occasionally when the eyes gaze upon her she finds herself stronger than before. She knows there's something at work here, helping her out, and she can't help but feel thankful she's just hoping this help doesn't come at a price.

Asta feels as if she must've gazed upon something she shouldn't have when she was looking at the stars through her telescope. That pair of eyes makes her both paranoid and curious. It didn't have the strength or choking feeling that the Aeons would give off with their sheer power. But when you look at her instead she feels empowered, as if she can research faster (because she buffs speed). Her conclusions come to her quicker, and she doesn't feel herself getting stuck on the same things. Now, the eyes fluster her, and she feels the strange need to prove herself. To tell the eyes that it was a good decision to trust and help her. She does find it a bit strange at how Herta is suddenly spending all of this money in technological research but decides not to question it.

Qingque doesn't really notice the eyes on her at first. Just all of a sudden she feels more confident in her game of Celestial Jade and-- HAH! That's some insane luck! Another win for her! Then she ends up finding the phenomena happening again, every once in a while a sudden burst of confidence fills her up and she's able to escape the Master Diviner's watchful eyes more easily and win in her games! Her only possible conclusion is she has a natural luck indicator! But when she overhears three of the members of the Astral Express talk about a possible new Aeon she questions if they've perhaps taken an interest in her as well. Maybe it's an Aeon that loves Celestial Jade!

Yukong is wary of the eyes even though warmth comes with them. She's wary because she knows how much power they hold, how they could lead to her death in a moment. But they don't. Instead they help her strategize, every once in a while a pen, when the eyes are watching her, will fall astray onto her desk-- an event that would never happen normally. She tries to keep it organized and tidy. But it strangely opens up a new position, a new idea, a new way to fight back the mara stricken soldiers. The eyes are weak for now they can't do much. But even if they could Yukong decides she'll trust them.

Serval felt a sudden burst of inspiration, a way to make her new invention more efficient, when she first felt the eyes. For some reason she didn't feel any malice in them instead curiosity, and a strange form of love. She was used to dealing with strange fans so she decided to treat this like another form of that, although she does prefer you to the ones that watch outside her window. Whenever she's in your party she feels more unstoppable as if she could continue inventing no matter what. If you ended up getting her E1 in the Aetherium Wars event then that feeling follows her everywhere, she's a bit sad about since she can no longer tell as easily when you're watching her. But she feels honored that, what seems to be an Aeon, is blessing her.

Lynx felt warmth even as snow surrounded her tent. It didn't make sense why she suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at her but they weren't looking at her as if she were prey, and she had bigger things to worry about, like finding her way home in the morning it was always more difficult after snowfall. She ended up mentioning the eyes to Serval and the two came to the conclusion together that you must be some kind of Aeon, maybe a weakened one? Lynx dedicated a bit of extra time in her explorations to trying to find some information about it, but even in all the abandoned buildings there wasn't much. At least you were still on her side, helping her move quick and heal up from minor scrapes faster than she normally would. Sometimes she felt a bit lonely when your eyes drifted off her.

Sushang felt honored. She was sure this must be an Aeon's gaze for an Aeon to gaze upon her that must be a sign that she's strong and should go out and fight! Not to mention when the Aeon was looking at her she felt stronger and her strikes were more precise! It's a large confidence boost, and she doesn't think too deeply into it to realize you're not an Aeon. She feels greatly honored by your help, when you have time to spare though :).

Then for the Aetherium Wars Event you could get Serval, Pela, Luka, or Hook so Pela, Luka, and Hook will also each get a section.

Pela felt skeptical. She wasn't used to just accepting that good things happen, not after all the war she's had to toughen herself up for. But it's interesting. Her mind is swifter while you're looking at her and she feels herself able to plan out battles more easily. She ends up confiding in Lynx and is shocked to find not only has Lynx experienced the same feeling, but Serval. An Aeon, their gaze was said to be suffocating. But yours felt the opposite, warm. Pela takes a few extra hours after work each day to do some research and try to figure out who you are but time after time nothing turns up, that is until the Astral Express comes back.

Luka feels his blood roaring in his body when you look at him. He's ready to fight anything and anyone, and in the ring he decimates. He normally destroys whoever he's against but this time he couldn't keep his strength in check and... that's a broken arm on the other guy one punch in. And that wasn't even with his robot arm! Every once in a while he'll feel a gaze sweep over him, filling him with the exhilaration and adrenaline needed for a fight. It's a bit annoying because sometimes he'll be about to go to sleep and it happens. But he understands, you're an Aeon with no concerns for anything like that, instead you're just looking to see a good fight! And apparently have deemed him as a good source for that. He feels honored as well, and a bit flustered. If only you were someone he could meet in person, then you'd be even more impressed when you can see his ring fights up close! He can give you an autograph too, if you really want one.

Of course Pitch Dark Hook the Great caught the attention of an Aeon! For all she boasts she's a little scared, she's heard stories of Aeons of the great feats they accomplish (she'll one day accomplish those feats too she's just biding her time!) and it's a teensy bit intimidating. But you must see great potential in her! After all Pitch Dark Hook the Great will be the greatest of all time! This is just further confirmation of that. Over time she begins to become more comfortable with your presence taking the opportunity to show off and challenge the other members of The Moles to a game of hide and seek when your gaze is on her, proving how she is the greatest of them all!

So for reader's eyes to be on them they have to be in party. And they don't really know when they're in party, they're still doing basic daily stuff rather than fighting as we have them running relic domains. Otherwise they'd probably be like why does this asshole want me to fight an ape 7 times in a row?! (me farming for Lynx and Fu Xuan)

[n0tamused]

Genshi/HSR Characters as Dragons!

A/n: It has been a bit since my last dragon post, sorry my friends. Gotten a bit under the weather but I think that small reprieve has given me a lot of time to think of these designs! So I really hope you like them. Let me know what you think, or maybe who you'd like to see next in dragon form?

Contents: Diluc Ragnvindr, Sunday, Trailblazers(Stelle and Caelus) x GN Reader (separate), angsty hcs and also fluff, implied religious trauma in Sunday's hcs? Trauma in general.

Words: 2000

Diluc Ragnvindr:

-The esteemed Uncrowned King of Mondstadt is not only famous for belonging to a rich family and being top of the food chain in the industry, but also for possessing a power unlike any other. Dragons and dragon shapeshifters, although not unheard of or rare, have been scarcely seen since the cataclysm. Besides Dragon Dvalin, not many others are present in Mondstadt today

-No one exactly knows whether the Ragnivindr family had dragon people before, as the family seems to have kept their history to themselves, but if secrecy was their goal then what did bring Diluc to display his skill with claws and fang? Some speculate that it is not the Ragnvindr lineage that carries this power, but rather it is his mother that passed down the dragon blood onto her son. Diluc doesn’t talk about it whatever the case is. 

-Even in dragon form he is hard to mistake for someone else. He carries himself with power in every step and is always well kept. 

-Kaeya used to tease him when they were children, when Diluc didn’t have much control over his draconic form and when he used to stumble from being a kid one moment and being a small hatchling the other. Kaeya would pull at his tail only to get smacked by it. But the two boys were inseparable and trusted one another. Kaeya never spilled the secret of his red-headed brother’s abilities 

-Not even the childhood friends Jean and Barbara knew of the secret

-Yet, that dreadful night came when Crepus died, and flames soared so high and so hot that not even the rain could quench it. 

-It goes without saying that Diluc carries a lot of guilt and trauma from those days and for the first time in his life he found himself truly and utterly alone. He had no one. Crepus was dead, Kaeya betrayed him, Adelinde was just a maid, he couldn’t trouble her and he and any other friend he may have had in his youth have long since drifted apart.

-Grief turned to anger and that anger swallowed him, pushing him onward on the path of vengeance.

-Shneznaya had suffered much of his attacks - well, the Fatui there did, Diluc never risked harming a civilians, and he had saved quite a few hostages that the Fatui had gotten their hands on. In the land of ice, Diluc almost died as well once he came face to face with one of the Fatui Harbingers, and a dragon shifter at that too. He managed to live by the skin of his teeth, dragging his battered self into the snowy deserts that stretched on endlessly

-That incident ultimately sent him back to his home. He had learnt much and suffered plenty, it was time to let the winter turn to spring.

-Adelinde and Elzer had sent him many letters, he knew, he received most of them. Yet he never had the heart to respond to them..

-He came back a new man, scarred both in flesh and soul, yet a small piece of him was… content, maybe numb too. The cold of the nation Tsaritsa governs over certainly took its toll on him.

-If truth be told, he didn’t expect to return from the trip and he certainly didn’t think he’d ever form any sort of notable relationships in his personal life. He didn’t look for them nor did he particularly look forward to any either. His wound always felt too fresh to let anyone close

-Yet you just managed to do just that. Get close enough into this barricade he built around himself, and you helped put soft linen around his wounds, holding him close when he yearned for touch, leaving him be when he yearned for the cold.

-It took a while, but a rose in the wall of ice began to bloom. Flowers, no matter how delicate, always find cracks to grow in, even stronger than on solid ground.

-Diluc is quite protective of you, very much so, but he is not pushy with it. He understands boundaries and he himself is not a fan of always hovering over someone’s head or being in someone’s space. He does have his ears and good eyes, not just his own, that would alert him should any harm come to you

-You did find some of his feathers around the winery. At first you didn’t know they were his, so you just picked it up as it was still a rather impressive feather, yet it became even more precious once you learnt it belonged to him. Diluc didn’t understand why you’d keep it or regard it with so much admiration, but he wasn’t going to voice whatever protest he had that soon died on his tongue

-He reveals his dragon form to you even later, in the lush grass around the Dawn Winery during one dusky evening. Winter was coming so the air was chilly and breezy. You wanted to watch the sunset and to eventually stargaze, but Diluc wanted you warm while you did that, and soon his dragon form was lying behind your back, his warmth seeping into you and keeping you comfortable.

Sunday:

-Not every eye that is open is seeing, and not every eye that is closed is dreaming, so who are we to judge another? Sunday, the dragon in rule over the Land of Festivities, had long since ascended past a simple ruler. His current form alone demanded a certain form of delicate respect, a cautious one at that.

-No one remembers how he may have looked like before, if he had eyes or if those had been claimed by the Harmony or ▇▇▇▇

-Aeon of Harmony keeps their eyes closed, and in doing so rids themselves of any subjective thoughts. All are equal, and together we are stronger, such is the mantra of Harmony and Sunday was adept at putting that image forth. People were happy, people were content. 

-How many wings does Sunday have that are his own? Only two pairs. One pair meant for flight was crippled, cut short, and the other pair shields his eyes from the world. He now only moves and flies when THEY wish he flies, when THEY allow it, when THEY deem it necessary, and not anytime else. These wings are a burden and a blessing. They’re not his own but he hates to think they’d hurt him should he make some error - not that he would, he won't allow himself an error. No..

-Sunday inhabits his dragon form a lot of times, which, in a way, is also dictated by THEM. The only time he is human is when he goes behind the screen to listen to people confessing their bad deeds and their sins, bestowing his blessing and forgiveness unto them and guiding them back on the right track. THEY are merciful, he says, you have been forgiven.

-His words of advice and the action he took to ‘renovate’ the Land of Festivities(Dreams) have gained him much support and love and even many more followers where he previously had less. People generally did like the Oak family, they also loved his sister. She was the pearl of the Oak family, the sun, and he was the moon and the sea. 

-The colorful pair of horns on his head is said to come from the Harmony as well, it is THEIR blessing to Sunday, to look more formidable yet more approachable. It is THEIR gift. People know and people see this as a sign that he is the true leader they should follow. Many have become more easy to get to do certain things - most of them good yes, like behaving and upholding the rules while in the Dreamscape, but other actions came as hidden tactics from THEM to harvest the necessary power needed for the next step.

-Sunday has become lost in this grand scheme of things, and even the thought of the next morning became a thought too far to consider. He barely has time alone and to himself, he can never escape the eyes of THEM.

-He hates to trouble you. You two have drifted apart it would seem, yet from time to time Sunday would find you visiting him, wishing to give him company at least for a little while. And silently he prays he can indulge you - he wants to, he misses you, your warmth, your presence, your voice, your touch. He is welcoming to you. You have an idea of what’s happening: stress, work, duty - it is a response that he offered one too many times, but there was more, something you couldn’t dig up. It was a thorn in your side, you couldn’t get it out.

-So you sit with him, sharing some words and stories over dinner, tea and cakes. Other times you lay with him, his ear to your chest, listening to the gentle drumming of your heart, a lullaby that is the last thing able to have him sleep soundly.

-He dislikes for you to see him in his dragon form, he considers it broken although it looks angelic in the eyes of the majority, but as it is the form he is found in a lot of the time it is unavoidable. Yet you are the only person he allows to touch him, besides his sister. 

-Touch him, pet him, do as you wish. He is there for you.

Trailblazers:

-Double trouble, Baseballer of the Cosmos, the Nameless, the…*looks at smudged ink writing* Yes, the esteemed Trailblazers!

-You may have heard many stories about them, but once you get a look at them in reality, you’ll see just how amazing they are. The world is vast, yet they seem to shock everyone with their…otherworldly appearance.

-They both claim they weren’t like this before - they were two different people, but now they’re not and they do not remember how it all came to be this way. It is odd, but they’ve gotten used to it.

-Despite the appearance, Stelle is the more aggressive of the two and usually packs a more meaner bite, headbutt or a nastier scratch of the claws. Caelus is more shy, despite him looking more scary, he is sheepish and a tad bit more naive. But both of them are determined to get to the bottom of their story and to get back to their own bodies. The stellaron within them also seems to have something to do with their current predicament. 

-There were times where they were glad for it, as they could provide each other with company and comfort, their heads nuzzling their cheeks together or tangling their necks when they go to sleep in the dragon form. 

-Going in human form is rather complicated, neither of the two like it as one would have to be “dormant” while the other roams the world. The dormant one is able to hear most of what goes on outside, but they’re stuck roaming the subconscious like a heliobi - roaming through hazy memories and corridors. They have gotten used to each other's company so much that it is odd to be “alone”.

-They both love the express a lot and their significant other - which also puzzles them as to how they even have one to begin with.. but alright, they’re not arguing against it nor are they dissatisfied. It is funny how, at times, one of them can get sassy with the other when it comes to dates and things, sometimes even jealous. 

-But it is cute, and it works out in the end.

-At times there are situations where it would be better for either Stelle or Caelus to go (battle - Stelle; something more diplomatic - Caelus), so the two can switch back and forth if really necessary

-Their tail in dragon form is something like a beaver tail, although much fluffier. It can pack a nasty hit if you’re unfortunate to be on the receiving end of their attacks..

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[weirdthinkingdragon]

Better Than Any Pillow

trailblazer x you

So since it's canon the trailblazer can comfortably sleep on floors and boxes without even a pillow, imagine their first time laying their head on your lap.

When they first got their own room it was pretty much impossible to remember to lay on a pillow. With how much they shift in their sleep, the pillow(s) always end up on the floor before they wake up. It doesn't seem to matter though. Either or is still comfy.

At least, until the first time they seemed tired while you guys were relaxing somewhere. Like in the parlor car. They were just going to nap on the couch since why not? their room seems so far away.

You offer your lap to them noticing they're trying to lay down. So they do. Why would they not? You offered.

It felt... Almost too nice. Not even their pillows felt as comfortable as your lap! It took absolutely no time at all for them to fall asleep, all the better being you playing with their hair.

It became their addiction. Admittedly even more than trash cans (which was a relief for everyone including you). It even became a good bribe to help prevent it happening permanently less.

Sure, more often than not your leg falls asleep too, but it's still more than worth it. How could you not enjoy getting to see them right in front and on you? Playing with their hair even gives you a chance to keep out more of the knots they get sometimes.

Every time it happens in the parlor car after the first time Himeko just grows a gentle smile on her face at the sight. She's teased you a couple of times asking if you like it even more then they do.

You don't want to tell her it might even be true...

[xodarling]

I have really bad brainworms for Stelle.. Perhaps overstimulation (or edging, whichever you prefer) for her? I'd like to think that there are two options for her. Either she doesn't know how any of this works which leaves room for corruption, or she does know and enjoys every second of it

Sexual training - xodarling

includes: sub!stelle, innocent!stelle, fem!reader, strap on, lowercase writing, usage of y/n, corruption kink, overstimulation, edging, established relationship, pet names (puppy, baby), pet play lil bit, u have boobis, needy!stelle, praise, g!p stelle, reverse size kink, accidental orgasms

a/n: why not both😜😜😜 also im really sorry this is so late

at this hour, most of the astral express is asleep, probably for the next twenty four hours knowing how little sleep all of them get; it’s very hard doing this job. except for you and your lovely puppy-like girlfriend, stelle.

“a-ah..! p-please, please..!” she whines out with her adorable husky voice, you giggle softly in response, “poor baby..” you coo. stelle originally knocked on your door right when you were about to fall asleep with a pout on her face and glassy eyes, and her pajama pants had a very noticeable bulge.

she whined and complained about how her stomach felt weird and how her ‘private’ was bigger and felt stiff! you and stelle have been dating for just a month but it wasn’t rocket science to see the tall girl was naïve to most things sexual.

you told her that you knew what was happening and would help out your girlfriend, her face brightened and her tail would’ve started wagging if she had one. now, you’re here. stelle laying flat on your bed, her gray hair all fluffy and a mess, flushed cheeks, and her very endowed penis flopping against her stomach and yours.

“o-oh..! ssho good..!” she slurs out, tightly clutching the pillow she’s resting on and burying her face into it. you chuckle again and start to plow your strap in faster, your hips slapping against her ass, “feels good? i’m glad, baby, only the best for my puppy.” you coo and pump her behemoth cock with your hand.

her tip is desperately leaking pre-cum. by the looks of it, stelle probably never had an orgasm in her life. with one specific angle change, stelle moans and arches her back, her hand start to fling everywhere as she desperately looks for something to cling on to; she settles for your smaller hands resting on her waist.

“there it is. you’re doing amazing, baby.” your gentle tone warms up stelle’s heart and her face gets even redder, “it’s.. so hot. n’ soo good..” she moves her hips to meet yours in a desperate attempt for more pleasure, “i know, puppy, it’s okay, i’m here.” your gently hold both of her hands as you aggressively fuck her ass.

“it feelss.. so weird..! something.. o-oh..!” she whines, her kicking her feet as the unfamiliar feeling of an orgasm starts to approach. before stelle could hit that euphoric feeling, you pull the silicone toy out, softly giggling as she whines and clenches down on nothing.

“poor baby..” you coo, immediately slamming in and continuing your pounding. stelle lets out a whine and arches her back again, seeing the large trailblazer being reduced to a whiny, flustered mess is so exhilarating. the tip of your large cock hits spots inside of stelle that she didn’t know existed, she won’t be able to live without your cock anymore, she knows that.

stelle clenches her jaw and squeezes her eyes, she’s gonna cum again and fast, more whines leaves her throat and then you stop again. stelle squirms and kicks her feet in dissatisfaction, thumping your fluffy mattress, “no complaining.” you gently scold her and she shuts up.

her large hands scramble up to your chest when you accelerate once more, groping the fat of your tits as you wreck her insides. her large, calloused fingers flick and tug at your nipples, hoping to keep the last bit of sanity she has left. your smaller fingers dig into her hips and you bite your lip, making your pace go from fast to impossibly faster.

stelle aggressively smacks your tits, wordlessly telling you that that weird feeling is coming back, “hold it.” you grunt out, sweat trailing down your forehead, “i-i don’ nggh.. know how..!” she whines, her grip on your breasts tightens which makes you hiss in pain. her dick flops around, because your force, because she’s moving it herself, you don’t know, her eyes are screwed shut as she tries to ‘hold in’ this feeling.

the tip of your silicone cock hits her spongy spot again and again, her hands detach from your bust and scramble around your fluffy bed. stelle may be naive but she’s not stupid, kinda, she tries her absolute hardest to think of anything else while you force her walls into your shape. it doesn’t work, she tries thinking of anything, like the way oleg’s bones cracked one time while she walked with him; anything that’s not this!

it doesn’t work. stelle feels something climb up her shaft and fast, her moans rise in pitch and dull nails sink into your bedsheets. her hips buck three times and then she lets out a deafening moan, coating you, the bed, and herself all in her cum. stelle’s eyes completely roll back and a dopey smile appears on her lips, what a feeling, she’s addicted now. months of built up sperm exploding out of her tip.

to say you’re disappointed is an understatement, you told stelle to hold it and look what happened! her cum is everywhere! but you can’t stay mad at your puppy for too long. your hand wraps around her cock again and your hips don’t relent, “what did i tell you, baby?” you gently ask, “..h-hold.. itt..” she slurs back, drool leaving her mouth a little, “..i-i’m.. shorry..”

the orgasmic rush slowly fades away but your shaft doesn’t stop shaping stelle’s walls, she squirms and whines, her tip no longer leaking her hot cum and instead red and throbbing with overstimulation. if you could, you’d bend her in half and pound away but she’s too big, you settle for just pounding.

she shakes her head and makes her gray hair so much fluffier, it’s adorable. her ass contracts around your plastic shaft, the lube that you rubbed all over her hole slushes in reaction. stelle whines and sticks her tongue out, making her pant like a tiny little puppy. her orgasm already faded away and now it’s just a burning feeling of overstimulation.

“you look so fucking sexy, stelle.” you chuckle and wrap your hand around her cock again, aggressively pumping her large and stiff dick. her cock throbs in pleasure, “n-no.. it f-feels weird..!” she slurs, looking up at you with big, glassy golden eyes. or, at least she tries, the never ending pleasure makes her groan and throw her head back each time.

the onslaught of pounds into stelle’s hole made her feel something that she didn’t know was humanly possible, something that made her float and the surroundings around her become blurry and spin. her legs were in the air and kicked with each prod at her spot as well as a scratchy yelp. wet slush sounds and her moans bounce off the walls of your room, probably being heard outside in the hallway.

your pace intensified, becoming more and more frantic as stelle’s core began to tighten again. her body shook violently with each powerful thrust of the strap, making stelle let out a symphony of whimpers as well as slaps from both of your flesh on the others. “oh g-god..! a-again..!” stelle screamed out, the pleasure was too much, her tip was burning and the heavy cum in her balls was ready to explode once more.

“y-yeah?” you ask and she responds with a nod and whine. honestly, your hips burn and you’re getting really tired so this was fantastic for you. with renewed vigor and determination, you somehow go faster, to the point where you have to bite your lip because of your aggression. stelle kicks her feet again, her golden orbs are rolled back showing the whites of her eyes.

there’s sweat dripping down your forehead and some on your upper lip, this is one extremely intense workout out. stelle’s doing no better either, she’s also sweating so much to the point where your sheets are a little damp, which would be disgusting if you the two of you weren’t fucking like animals.

suddenly, it happens. stelle screams as the orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, her entire body convulsed spasmodically, and she cried out as she released that tight knot. cum erupts from her swollen, red tip onto her abdomen and yours, some on both of your breasts, and even her hair got touched with sticky, white fluid.

your hips don’t stop until her behemoth cock stops spewing out her sperm, hands tightly gripping her hips and then releasing once you stop. breathing heavily, stelle’s body goes limp, her knees feel weak and unsteady, until the addicting pleasure fades away. not to disturb her, you pull the large toy out very carefully, the lubricant still staying on the toy and her ass.

after a moment, stelle speaks, “t-that was.. insane. w-what did you to me? i never.. felt like that before.” she utters being heavy pants, “don’t worry, puppy.” you coo, “just relax, don’t think.”. stelle listens and closes her eyes, enjoying and fully taking in the aftermath of your fucking.

gingerly, you unharness the strap around your waist and place it down the soft mattress. stelle seems unaware of your movement as you crawl all the way up to her head and shift around so your cunt is hovering over her blissful face. she feels something drip onto her chin and when she opens her eyes, her eyes widen.

her mouth opens to question but you shush her. “shh, i know this is selfish, baby, but i worked so hard to please you. don’t you wanna do the same for me?” and, of course, like the loyal puppy she is, she nods yes.

“i’ll teach you, stelle, just think of it as training!” you happily said, your nails massaging her scalp and your nether area lowering onto her lower face.

[lizdive]

I propose reader being a big brother figure who's responsible and reliable for the astral express trio (March 7th, trailblazer, Dan Heng) since Welt is the grandpa/father figure while himeko is the mother figure

i do 💍 /j this is such a cute idea i love the astral express crew found family trope it’s so cute <33 i don’t think i did this too well concept wise i’m sorry,,, but thank you for requesting <3 If you’re not satisfied then just tell me and i’ll redo it !! <33

notes 𐙚 male! reader — "you" + "he/him" + "big brother" used to refer to the reader ,, reader as an older brother figure ,, platonic relationships ,, trailblazer is not specific — can be seen as stelle or caelus ,, not proofread so excuse typos auhm ,,,,,,,

⭑ Whether you joined first or last, your closeness to the express does not differ. You’ll always be the one MARCH runs to when she wants to try out new outfits and needs an opinion, or when DAN HENG needs help with the archives, or when the TRAILBLAZER wants to go dumpster diving.

⭑ If you joined before DAN HENG, you probably had the role of Astral Express Guard and handled the archives. You left the most of the archive work to DAN HENG when he joined so he could freely enjoy the archives, but whether you give up your role as Astral Express Guard or still hold it alongside DAN HENG is up to you.

⭑ HIMEKO and WELT are very thankful for your responsibility and reliability, and HIMEKO will praise you for it with a pat on the head or the back. While DAN HENG is responsible and reliable, too, it’s nice for someone to relieve the stress of the TRAILBLAZER and MARCH from his shoulders while looking after him, too.

⭑ Also, while DAN HENG is a victim of the TRAILBLAZER and MARCH’s shenanigans, you’re always there to put a stop to them before they get too out of hand. Sometimes whenever you four are on a mission and your separated from the group, the moment you all meet back up DAN HENG will snitch on MARCH and the TRAILBLAZER. They’ll convince you to not snitch to HIMEKO and WELT after you scold them.

⭑ You’re the unofficial official chaperone for those three so good luck.

⭑ During crew group photos you’ll always be in the middle between WELT and HIMEKO. Doesn’t matter if you’re on the shorter side or the taller side.

⭑ After the Xianxhou arc, DAN HENG will find solace in your presence. Whether it’s just in silence or you comforting him verbally, he appreciates it. If you stay with him on the express during Penacony, he may feel a tear being shed from how touched he is.

⭑ The TRAILBLAZER will call you 'big brother' and depending on how you view / play them, it can be seen as either teasing or genuine. MARCH does it, too, but it’s joking.

⭑ WELT always feels himself relaxing more when you join him on missions because he knows you’ll be able to handle yourself and enemies as well as keep up with negotiations and pitch in ideas should there be any. He’ll make sure you don’t push yourself, of course, but he will appreciate you fighting diligently.

⭑ With HIMEKO it just feels like you’re babysitting the crew while she deals with the important things. It’s like when a mother is talking with a teacher and the oldest is trying to keep his siblings in check so they don’t do anything stupid.

⭑ The trio would follow big brother! reader like ducklings and if anyone calls them out on it, they’ll deny it. Maybe TRAILBLAZER wouldn’t and would crack a joke, but DAN HENG and MARCH will definitely deny it, DAN HENG being better at doing so than MARCH. big brother! reader just laughs and says he’s fine with it and doesn’t mind.

⭑ Good heart health is most likely non-existent. Poor heart will be at risk of stopping permanently with all the shit those three get into. HIMEKO and WELT will start taking your place in missions because you’ll need 5–12 stress and anxiety-free rest days after every few missions.

⭑ If anything during a mission is going downhill you’re the first person the trio will think to call. Big brother to the rescue!

[astralcentralstation]

Worldbuilding H/C: Soulmates

So this will be just be the general head-canons about how the different cultures in HSR would be structures in a soulmate AU (alias how soulmates influenced laws and cultures), and how the playable characters view them. I will later add a image for each character. When we are induced to new cultures in the game i might add a part 2 to this.

Soulmates are general confirmed and accepted, nobody is really denying that they exist. But depending on who your soulmate is you might find stark differences in how they will view you and what is expected of you. For given that soulmates are confirmed for centuries, this knowledge shaped societies -some in culture, some even in law. Each planet has they own way of doing this.

Overall it is believed that the soulmate marks where blessing send out by the Aeons, a gift that all of them send out in junction. These soulmates have three parts; The first is Sign -a physical mark on the body -each match have a tattoo that both of them have since birth, absolute matching one-another in shape and placement. Second is Recognition -there is a instinctive bond between soulmates to protect and trust. Not enough to control once actions, but enough to sway the undecided. Hereby it doesn't matter if they even know their soulmate is involved -if for example a ship is in danger, and a soulmate has a match on that ship without knowing or any indications, the soulmate will lean towards protecting the ship. The last is different for each race; Protection will give what a match needs to stay together. If one soulmate ages slower than the other, their match will age normally till they reach the physical age of their soulmate, then have their aging slow down to the same space. If a soulmates race has a special ability like breathing under water or immunity to fire, then that will carry over.

In Belebog soulmates rarely found each other, what with the Eternal Freeze and later even with the ban between Under- and Overworld. Therefore people will be pretty open to marry somebody who is not their soulmate. That is if you haven't meet or have already lost their soulmate. If someone were to pursue someone else while their match is right next to them it would still turn some confused heads. But it isn't unheard of. Still, finding your match is considered special. The Landau Siblings, Gepard and Serval are a bit out the norm, wanting to wait for their soulmates. They haven't mentioned it to their parents, neither wanting to deal with the backlash and pressure to continue the family line -in fact they haven't even told each other. As for Bronya a romantic partner had not even been on the table till her soulmate shows up. From there on she feels lost, she doesn't want to let go of this possibility, but she also have no idea what to do with a soulmate. Others who would be blindsided by a match showing up where Natasha and Seele. Nat doesn't think she deserves a soulmate, her match has to convince her to give them a chance. Seele meanwhile had regarded finding a match as a fairy tale scenario, highly unlikely -even if she claimed to wait for them to stop her admirers. It was only a line, you know. Sampo is open-minded to finding a soulmate, but isn't searching or waiting. Pela used to believe she would find her soulmate and was ready to fight for that. Then she was sent to the frontlines of the Eternal Freeze and decided to give up and focus on reality.

(Characters: Gepard Serval Bronya Natasha Seele Sampo)

People of the Xianzhou Alliance are the complete opposite. They believe that matches are scared and married from birth. It is not only outlawed, but unthinkable to be with anyone outside the Bond. Soulmates are often refers to as Kindreds. Found matches will usually move together that very same day. Exceptions are made for kids, in which case they will have constantly alternating sleepovers. Xianzhou and Foxians share they longevity with they matches, while Vidyadhara share they reincarnation-cycle ability. One would think that make it easier to find their match, and really each ship has they citizens register their Signs and there is open communications to help everyone find their spouse. But there is also a danger in that; matches are thought to be one of mind. Which means if a crime is committed, both soulmates receive the sentence. So if your aging acts up be careful, you don't know what your soulmate was up to. 'You didn't know' will not hold in front of their laws. However if you are the soulmate of Jing Yuan, Fu Xuan or Yukong, it's up to school with you. As their Kindred you are considered their second in command and must learn their people's law and train in combat. Yanqing's soulmate will face similar, but as he is still in training himself, it will be more relaxed. Each of them will of course be with you every step of the way. Sushang is currently searching for you. Tingyun is content to wait for you, she collets trinkets over the years to gift you when you finally meet. Qingque has only just returned from a Search so she is currently focusing on her own life, but she has diaries about her searches she plans to gift her soulmate. Loucha is more a nomad, so he doesn't consider you his spouse yet and fully plans to woe you off your feet, but he has high regard for the soulmate traditions of the Xianzhou and might be quickly influenced by them. Just keep in mind to set boundaries early with any of them, they respect you to much to overstep even if those boundaries are things they are unfamiliar with.

(Characters: Jing Yuan Fu Xuan Yukong Yanqing Sushang Tingyun Qingque Loucha)

Space-Nomads have an interesting case where either each member of the group stays true to their home world's culture or a group has developed their own soulmate culture while traveling together. Other space nomads go with a mix of the two. But overall they experienced enough other cultures that they will have no problem adjusting to their soulmate's culture.

The Nameless mostly go by their home-world's culture, mainly since the culture that Pom-Pom says used to exist on the Express died before Himeko rediscovered said train. Still there are things they picked up from the conductor. Like calling Soulmates 'Soulcompasses' or just one's 'Compass'. Also, Pom-Pom considers each Nameless' match another guest of the Express and will cry if they don't board and travel with them. March 7 pretty much adopted his approach since she has no homeworld-culture to fall back on; in her mind a couple could take as long as they wanted to get together, as long both trailblazed together. Himeko is close to this ideal as well, but she wouldn't pressure someone into coming along. She can always visit with stories and souvenirs in tow. Her homeworld-culture teaches that no relationship is to be taken for granted, you don't own your soulmate, and sometimes they don't work out and that is okay. Welt is undecided on the tropic of soulmates, he has seen a lot. A soulmate is kind of unreal, but he won't push you away. The people of his world believe soulmates always work, but sometimes they don't work out right away. People are shaped by experiences. This means that at times matches can know each other for before they klick or even like each other. That being said he would never let anything happen to you if he could prevent it. Dan Heng has no problem connecting his heritage with the Express traditions, but from his experience traveling different worlds decides to give his 'Kindred Compass' the control on how fast the relationship goes. That said he is desperately hunting for his soulmate. Who knows what happen if they go to Loufu searching for him? He has to find them to at least warn them. The Trailblazer meanwhile, having no culture to remember, just adopts everybody's culture. Soulmates confuse them, but finding one's compass is good, yes?

(Characters Himeko Welt Yang March 7 Dan Heng Stelle Caelus)

Then you have the Stellaron Hunters. These guys are okay to play around or even marry prior to meeting their soulmate. But once they do, whatever relationship they had prior is over. No buts. Given how much they deal with the 'script', they will know when they will meet you and be ready a day or two early. They call the day of the meeting Destiny Call. Kafka confused everyone by bringing flowers to a fight the day she was to meet you. Silver Wolf thinks that is coming on too strong, but still makes sure to look her best on her Destiny Call. In contrast Blade will try to get a rise out of his soulmate the first time you meet. In his mind, his Fated One should know what they are getting into. They do take their other half a tad for granted, but that doesn't mean their aren't prepared to woe you for years to come.

(Characters: Kafka Silver Wolf Blade)

Now the crew of Herta's Space-Station all exclusively go by their home-world traditions. Except Herta herself. Herta has a pop-quiz ready that she will jump at you the moment she knows that you are her soulmate and make a plan based on your answers. Asta's world is neutral towards soulmates, but you only ever gift pearls or chocolate to a soulmate. So a relationship with her would be pretty normal. Except she won't stand for anyone giving you chocolate or you giving cholate out, not even to kids. Arlan has a plan on how to woe his soulmate -it goes flying out of the window the second he meets you. At his home planet you place your soulmate first before everything. There are laws against hurting one's soulmate, so he takes this very serious. Also, unlike some planets, Signs are thought as intimate, usually covered up. So if his soulmate were to show them off, he would be a blushing mess.

(Characters: Herta Asta Arlan)

[mini-ism]

⋆ warnings: ADULT CONTENT (MDNI). camboy!au, just a lot of masturbation, donations. no beta read i am a man! not my most filthy work lol.

⋆ parings: caelus, dan heng, jing yuan, gepard landau, and blade x reader. NOT SAFE FOR MINORS.

⋆ word count: 813

⋆ notes: CAMBOY!AU, just some fun little headcanons for our favorite boys <3

⋆ tags: @lone-trailblazer @honeykaes @caelisblade

⋆ PART 2.

⋆ caelus is definitely the type to stream as a guilty pleasure. it feels so filthy to him, and he can't help but whine and moan in front of the camera for his loyal, adoring audience. babbles and cries leave his mouth as he strokes himself, precum bubbling at his tip, his hips stuttering with every motion. tears form in his golden eyes as he jerks himself, helplessly mewling as cum spills onto his hand. his voice is so pretty as you donate more to his stream, he thanks you with his breathily, whimpering at the slightest touch to his sensitive body. if you donated enough to him, he would gladly hump his pillow, although shame would catch up to him, his cheeks reddening as he realizes what he's doing. his cock is just so sensitive, and his chat really gets him going, he can't just stop if you're donating to him. maybe a one-on-one with you wouldn't be so bad if he knows what's been motivating him to cum his brains out.

⋆ dan heng started streaming as a quick side hustle, he knew he was moderately attractive, and everyone has their specific niche, and he was yours. he taunts and teases his chat with parts of his body, eventually slipping his boxers and pants off to reveal his eager cock. he would smirk and quietly stroke, a sigh leaving his lips every so often. he knew his endearing audience enjoyed how he would look through his eyebrows or stare, smiling ever so slightly at his chatroom's reaction. he never would admit how much he enjoys his audience's reaction to everything he does. originally he was silent and shy, but he warmed up to the camera as he incorporated it into his routine. he never knew the effect he had on his fans, especially you, who would donate to him every time he did something you especially loved. his streams felt so personal, you couldn't help but scream every time you came to dan heng and his perfectly sculpted body.

⋆ jing yuan is an experienced streamer. he knows exactly what makes his fans furiously type in his chat, what makes them donate, and what makes you come every time. he moans and throws his head back as he moves his hand up and down his thick shaft, smiling at the camera, his perfect golden gaze sending chills down your spine as warmth brews in your body. he licks his lips and softly whimpers, watching as donations, lewd confessions, and keyboard mashes flood in. he lazily pumps his cock with his legs spread wide open, usually sitting up but leaning back on his couch or seat. he screws his eyes shut and lets out the sweetest moan every time he cums, his seed spilling onto his porcelain hands. his white hair sticks to his face, framing it as he pants and smiles again into the camera, a sloppy grin spread onto his face.

⋆ gepard landau has an alter ego. he hides behind his username, camera angled from the torso down, his face usually covered with something or out of frame. gepard and the streamer gepard are not the same person. his voice often cracks as he touches himself, his cock twitching in his pants. his moans spill easily, laced with pure, torrid lust. a lust that gepard landau is not allowed to show. his repressed mind is so weak to your comments and your lewd words. words he wouldn't ever dare to think of, actions he performs that wouldn't ever cross his mind, all for your attention and praise. his broad chest heaves as he comes on his abs, his body twitching with pleasure as he moans loudly, hissing through his teeth as he draws his lip between his teeth, his cock dripping with thick, pearly cum. he couldn't ever tell anyone he did this. he and gepard landau are not the same person-- at all.

⋆ blade is an infrequent streamer. of all his fans, he noticed you pop in the most to watch. he cares not for anyone's praises, but when you're in his chat, he works himself as much as he possibly can. he touches himself with calloused, slashed hands, his body no longer receptive, nerves singed, skin scarred. the scars littered over his body are erotic to you, and you've made sure to tell him. he pumps himself roughly, a grunt escaping every once in a while. although, blade is kind of interesting. he maintains direct, almost threatening, eye contact with the camera, ignoring how his cock pleas for more attention, his pretty dick the most sensitive part of him left. precum gathers at the slit of his cock, using it as more lube as he furrows his brows and gazes intently at his camera. he lets out a small shudder as he cums, continuing to stroke without a second thought.

[universetrash]

And Just Like That - In which the reader is the newest member to join the path of the Trailblaze and quickly finds their place on the Express.

Content warning — Crappy writing; slight mention of injury (Welt); ooc characters; not edited

Notes — A platonic/found family 'fic' with Welt, Himeko, March 7th, Dan Heng, and Stelle (fem Trailblazer); very ooc Welt (I have the hardest time writing for him, istg); gn reader; reader is referred to as Y/N; I have a vision where the reader is from a planet that's mostly covered in water with one or two big land masses and various single islands and archipelagos; kinda goes from the first few weeks from joining to being a well seasoned Trailblazer with the others;

Edit: I forgot the masterlist

— Himeko was one of the first to welcome Y/N when they first boarded the express, seeing as Welt was busy with something else and the other three were off doing their own things.

— Himeko is the unofficial mother of the crew on top of being the navigator. It’s a given with how much she taken into account for the rest of the trailblazers aboard the express.

— Y/N’s first few weeks on the express was just Himeko learning their story and what they gravitate towards. Learning Y/N’s favorites and their mannerisms.

— The first time Himeko showed that she paid this much attention to detail was on Y/N’s first birthday with crew only a month after they joined.

The sound of heels clacking against the tiled floor was muffled behind closed doors, the gentle sound of heals against the tile floor came to a stop in front of the newest member's door. A box wrapped in dark blue paper with stars scattered along it, containing a special gift for the person on the other side of the door. Himeko raised a hand and gave a gentle knock on the door, listening for any movement behind the door. A soft sigh left Himeko's lips, knocking again after a moment of silence from the other side of the door. "Y/N... are you awake?" After Himeko called out, there was some shuffling on the other side of the door. The wait wasn't long as Y/N pulled the door open with one hand pulling on a jacket over their pjs. "Mornin'..." Himeko could tell by the disheveled appearance and the sleepiness behind their voice that Y/N just woke up. Himeko held the neatly wrapped gift in her hands and smiled at the somewhat half-asleep Y/N before holding it out to the newest member. Himeko chuckled at the confused expression that crossed Y/N's face when the box was suddenly placed in their hands. Y/N just blinked as they looked down at the box in their hands before looking back up at Himeko. "What... what's this all about?" "It's a gift for you, it is your birthday after all." "My... birthday?" Y/N paused and glanced over at the digital calendar, eyes focusing on the date before looking back at the redhead that stood in front of the door to their room. "How did you know?" "I remember one of the people from your home planet briefly mentioned it. Once I heard you decided to join the Astral Express... I decided to pick up a little something to remind you of home." Himeko smiled as she spoke, noticing Y/N's tired expression turning from confusion to a more awake smile on their face. Y/N took a peak at the wrapped box in their hands and they were filled with a sense of excitement. If it's something from their home world... the possibilities ran through their head. Maybe it was the newest book from their favorite author? Or maybe some memento to remind them of home? "What are you waiting for... open it?" Y/N glanced up at Himeko for a moment before looking back down at the box in their hands before they backed up into their room, gesturing for the red head to come into their room. As Y/N lightly tossed a few things to the side—shoes and a few other miscellaneous items remaining on the floor—Himeko entered the room and leaned against the frame of the door. Y/N glanced up at Himeko again before they went ahead and started to unwrap the nicely wrapped gift. Y/N's eyes practically lit up the second they finished opening the gift and seeing what it was. They could recognize the design from anywhere. Y/N's hands carefully reached into the box and lifted up the model of the ship they've been tinkering on with their father figure. The slim body of the ship they spent years repairing, tinkering, and sailing. The ship they were sure they wouldn't be seeing in a very long time was now in their hands and fit in the room they were sitting in. It reminded them of home. Himeko noticed the tears brimming at the edges at Y/N's eyes and threatening to spill over. The woman was worried that it hurt the newest member of the express and that it wasn't something they were wanting to be reminded of. She opened her mouth to say something, but Y/N beat her to it. "Thank you, Himeko, I love it."

— Welt was the second person that Y/N officially met as part of the crew after they were pulled in and had that desire to join the path of the Trailblaze.

— Welt, being the old man he is (says Stelle, but Y/N doesn't really see it) is persistent on the safety of the members of the Express. On the first mission with the 'power trio' Y/N was given all the information they needed before the expedition.

— After Y/N comes back wounded from the expedition, and with Himeko (one of the only person Y/N has become comfortable with) busy with other issues, Welt decides to take it into his own hands to step in and help Y/N.

It's been around three months since Y/N joined the Astral Express. The newest trailblazer was out on a expedition to a planet that was a barren desert with one major city that was surrounded by an oasis. Welt and Himeko remained on the ship instead of joining the others on Xylophia-IV. For some unforeseen circumstances, the outcome of the exploration of a planet the Nameless hasn’t stepped foot on went sideways. Nothing major with a stellaron, or a world altering fight, just some issues with evading some hostile entities. 

After the conflict, the four were quick to return and call quits on the mission at hand, deeming it unsafe for them to continue on with the exploration and travel. March and Stelle seemed to be mostly unscathed (other than a few miniscule scrapes that didn’t break the skin), Dan Heng got a few light open cuts and bruises. Y/N on the other hand didn’t have it lucky, being at the brunt of the attack when it happened. Y/N didn’t have any major injuries that need immediate attention, just a small gash on their arm that wouldn’t require any stitches, various bruises… and a sprained ankle. 

Y/N, being the slightly stubborn person they are, were refusing help from the others while they were heading back to the Express. Not necessarily to be toxic towards their self because it’s the first time they’ve gone out with the others, but because they were worried that they’d be ambushed again. Their adrenaline masked the ache in their foot before, but now that Y/N was on the ship… they were starting to feel it. 

Having a chance to actually assess their self, Y/N determined that they didn’t need any help, they just needed to get to their room and hope their ankle doesn’t swell up. Y/N went ahead and dismissed their self from the common area and started to make their way to their room, being grateful they didn’t have to combat stairs in order to get where they needed to go.

Y/N was just a few seconds away from opening the door to their room, ready to just flop on their comfy bed and rest. It's been one hell of a day after all.

"Y/N"

Y/N let out a mix of a frustrated sigh and an exhale, slowly turning around. "Yes, Mr. Yang?"

"I heard from the others that you were injured during the fight. You aren't hiding any other injuries that need to be addressed, correct?" Y/N could almost taste the serious tone that was being used.

"No, other than the obvious, I think I'm fine." Y/N forced a small smile to make their statement more believable.

"Then what about your arm?"

Y/N shot a confused look towards the man in front of them before looking down at their arms, finally spotting the scratch that went from the middle of their forearm to their elbow. "I... missed that one I suppose."

Welt let out a sigh at Y/N's confession and gestured for them to go into their room, stepping away to grab the first aid kit. In less than two minutes, Welt was in Y/N's room and instructing them to sit down on their bed. Welt removed topical antibiotic and a few bandages from the kit and started to treat the cut on Y/N's arm.

Y/N watched as Welt started to put away the supplies that weren't used to patch up their arm before he'd close the lid and walk towards the door.

"Make sure to get some rest, Y/N, I don't think you'd want to miss out on the next adventure."

— March 7th was the easiest for Y/N to grow accustomed to, with her bubbly personality and joyful spirit, who wouldn't?

— Y/N would always end up having pictures that March would take and print physical copies of all over their room.

— March and Y/N would somehow always snap random little photos when someone on the ship wasn't looking. Said photos ranging from low quality to absolute works of art

— For some reason Himeko was really photogenic compared to Stelle and Dan Heng (Dan Heng threatened to use Imbibitor Lunae on the two... Y/N couldn't tell if he was being serious or not-).

— When Y/N sees all the photos March takes at each stop the Express makes, Y/N's curiosity gets the best of them and they ask March about the photos.

Y/N hummed to their self as they walked down the train car, looking at the doors as they passed by. As they passed by March's door, they heard faint rustling indicating that energetic woman was awake. With that knowledge, Y/N decided that they didn't have anything better to do that morning and went to step closer to the door and knocked, following a certain pattern.

The faint rustling on the other side of the door stopped before footsteps approached the door. A few seconds later, the door opened revealing March already dressed and ready to take on the day.

"Can I come in?"

March gave Y/N a closed eye smile as she nodded. "Of course you can! I was just going through all the photos I've taken, do you want to look with me?"

Y/N couldn't help but smile as well, March's smile being contagious, even this early in the morning. "I'd love to. You did promise to show me pictures from previous places you guys went to so... I'll take it!"

March stepped aside to let Y/N walk into the room, they taking the invitation to step in. Y/N walked to March's bed where there was a box containing the photos and a few recent Polaroids sitting on the bed.

March sat down next to Y/N and took out a stack of photos, starting to thumb through the photos and showing Y/N a few. Y/N eventually took their own stack of photos in their hands and started to go through them. A lot were from the views of the massive windows in the main car on the express, a few planets seen in a few. Y/N even saw a few of the photos from their home planet. Y/N swore they could spot their self in the background on one of the beaches before they even met.

As they continued to go through the photos, they stopped at a particular interesting one. "Hey March, what about this photo?" Y/N held up the photo they were talking about. March was the main focus of the selfie, a large moon in the horizon and the sky was a dark shade of blue with stars littering the sky and a snowy background. Y/N could see that Dan Heng and Stelle were in the background, Dan Heng looking at Stelle... while Stelle looked like she was just about to bust her butt on ice.

"Oh, that one! We were going to Belobog to see one of Serval's concerts. We arrived late the night before and the sky was so pretty. I wish you could've seen it in person Y/N, we have to bring you there sometime soon."

"It looks like it's pretty. I think I've seen other photos you've taken from there, along with the Penacony photos you took. They all look amazing. If we ever go to Jarilo-VI again, I want to go with you guys. A little cold won't kill me."

March chuckled and nodded her head at Y/N's enthusiasm. "Yeah, there's a lot of places I want to show you someday." March took a glance at one of the other photos that Y/N was previously looking at. "Wait- is that you in the background?!"

"Yeah! Looks like I was meant to meet you guys and join the express."

— Dan Heng, by far, is the one that intimidated Y/N the most when they first joined, that somewhat cold, 'don't bother me' expression making him seem less approachable.

— After one sleepless night and stumbling into the room that contained the Data Bank, Y/N was quickly proven wrong that Dan Heng wasn't as scary as he seemed.

— Dan Heng and Y/N now formed a little bonding time ritual where if Y/N has a difficult time sleeping and Dan Heng is awake, they'd sit in the room going through the Data Bank and learn new information they can get their hands on.

It's been hours and Y/N still couldn't fall asleep. At this point, Y/N could just get up from their bed and start making an elaborate breakfast for the others. Maybe that's what they'll do.

Y/N grumbled as they rolled out of bed, straightening out their pjs and threw on a pair of slippers Stelle gifted them a few weeks ago. Maybe they could find the ingredients for a local breakfast dish from their home world. Yeah, that'll do... if not, they can make really fancy pancakes... that'll also do.

Once Y/N reached the kitchen, they pulled out their phone and started to look up the recipe so they could make what they had in mind. It took a few hours of preparation anyways so if they wanted to make it, they needed to start now.

"Y/N? What are you doing awake at this hour?"

Y/N glanced up from their phone, squinting their eyes as they looked at Dan Heng. They noticed the steaming cup in his hands and shot a confused look. "I was going to see if we had ingredients for a local dish from home. Can't sleep so I figured I could get started and make breakfast."

Dan Heng let out a small sigh and shook his head. "Y/N... it's one in the morning."

Y/N let out a sigh, setting their phone face down on the counter. "I know... tonight is going to be one of those nights where I can't sleep. So I might as well occupy myself."

Y/N watched as Dan Heng set his cup down on the counter a few feet away from them and turned to grab another cup, opening a tea bag and pouring hot water into the cup. A minute later, Y/N found a steaming cup of tea in their hands and following Dan Heng to the Data Bank.

"What tea is this?" Y/N adjusted their hold on the cup, making sure they weren't going to spill it as they stepped inside and moved to pull out one of the chairs in front of the computer screens.

"It's chamomile tea." Dan Heng followed suite and took the other chair out and sat down, setting his cup to the side and started to pull a few things up. "It's supposed to help with insomnia and stress related problems."

"Ah... thank you." Y/N lifted the cup to their lips and took a sip of the tea. "What planet or star system are you going to tell me about tonight?"

"Actually, I was hoping you could tell me more about Thalasia and it's customs."

Y/N almost choked on the tea once they heard their home planet. They were far from a scholar and was just a simple mechanic back home. They weren't qualified for educating the children, let alone giving information about the planet.

"Well- uh... damn, you really caught me off guard there."

Y/N took a moment to think about what they could talk about. They could tell him about local foods... or traditions. Or maybe about this annual festival that'd be happening around this time of year.

"I can't vouch for any of the other tribes on Thalasia. But around this time, the people of my island and a few other surrounding islands would gather and we'd celebrate our ancestors. We'd light lanterns and release them as tribute to them. There's a bunch of food stalls and activities for children. The atmosphere is always lively and welcoming to locals and tourists alike."

Y/N continued to talk about their home planet and local customs from their tribe. Even though they weren't an expert, they were glad to tell someone about customs and traditions.

— Stelle gives off the vibe of being one of those chaotic gremlin siblings. At a first glance, she may seem a little standoffish, but Y/N would be quick to learn that she's one of the goofiest people out there.

— Y/N and Stelle would participate in harmless, 'mischievous' activities when outside of the Express, nothing to damaging to whatever goal that's in place.

— Despite being followed by a bit of chaos, Stelle always welcomes Y/N with open arms and brings them on adventures. Though she tries to keep it tame compared to the expeditions she and the rest of the crew experienced.

It's officially been a year since Y/N has joined the Express. They have developed their friendships with the rest of the crew and have officially found their new home. It took them some time to become accustomed to the path of the Nameless but they've grown attached to the lifestyle.

Y/N was currently packing a bag, double checking the contents of the small backpack and was making sure they had clothes, sleepwear, and other necessities for this trip Stelle and March clearly seemed excited about. It led to some suspicion but... Y/N wasn't going to question it. They trusted the others and knew they weren't going to drag them into something dangerous.

Just as they were satisfied with the contents of their backpack and that there wasn't anything getting left behind, they heard a knock on the door. "Y/N? Are you ready? We're about to warp to our destination then we're going to head out."

Y/N lifted the backpack from their bed and slung it over their shoulder. "Yeah, I'm ready. I'll meet you out in the main area Stelle, give me two minutes."

Y/N moved to their shelf and looked at the small model of the ship they were working on before they joined. Carefully lifting the model off the self, they moved to put it someplace more secure, fearing that it'd fall off the shelf and break during the jump. Nothing of theirs fell off the shelves before, but they couldn't be too careful. Not with how valuable this was to them. Once it was finally in a secure place, they left their room and headed towards the main compartment of the train.

They sat down on the couch and prepared for the takeoff, chatting with the others and asking about where they were going. Of course, all they received was a vague answer, but they guess that's what they get if it's supposed to be a surprise.

Once the warp was over and they reached their destination, Stelle stood up from her seat and stretched out her arms. "C'mon, let's go."

Y/N followed suit with March right behind them. The three exited the express and stepped foot in the lobby of The Reverie. Y/N looked around in awe as the trio made way to the reception desk.

"Penacony... how did you guys get a reservation here without an invitation? Isn't it... extremely expensive?"

"We may have some connections."

Y/N looked at Stelle with a raised eyebrow before looking over at March, who just shrugged her shoulders. Y/N let out a small sigh and shook their head, they knew better than to question it. So they'd just go ahead and follow the procedure to enter the dreamscape.

The moment they first stepped foot in Golden Hour they were taken away by the sheer size of the place and by how many shops and buildings that surrounded them. It was like they stepped onto one of those planets focused around shopping. Stelle and March were right behind them.

Y/N spent the day with the two girls wandering Penacony and taking in the sights. They've seen photos from March's collection, but it was so much better in person. Their travels eventually leading them to the Radiant Feldspar. Y/N and Stelle going off to 'explore' the ship (it's mainly Y/N exploring with Stelle tagging along.

Eventually stumbling upon the Oragami Birds stationed on the arcade machines.

"Wait... those two look a bit like... you and March? Oh my gosh, those are so cute."

"Wanna play? I'm sure we can make one of your own if you'd like!"

Y/N glanced over at Stelle, shooting her a look like she was crazy for asking them such a question. "Of course! How do I play?"

Y/N and Stelle ended up spending hours playing the game going against each other and making Y/N's own origami bird. March having to come and drag the two off so they could continue to sight see and meet up with friends.

This has been hostage in my drafts since... the middle of June.

I clearly gave up at the end of writing this. Just felt like I've been working on this forever and wanted to finally get it out 🫠

[limonecat005]

Caelus x You (honkai star rail) spice warning

Your hair cascades like water under the silverlight; your back arched, his hands scaling down your skin bathing in stardust. Sinful words sounding so sweet as his lips caress in every dip, every curve- burning the feeling of you in his memory.

Face in hand, you were sitting on the bed with satin white sheets pooling on your legs. You silently cursed the man sleeping soundly beside you, who turned your entire life upside down overnight. Your eyes trailed the latter's broad back, covered in love bites and scratch marks, and you couldn't help but swallow thickly at the sight.

His arms kept you steady against the wall and your arms find purchase on his back. As he began devouring you, you couldn't help but tighten your grip, afraid you would melt into a puddle on the floor. Pudding meshed mind, you were a goner. Nothing registered in your mind except his touches or the way he manhandled you around since your body was too numb to be controlled by yourself.

Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment, your fingers treading through your hair, trying to figure about what to do about this situation. But, your traitorous brain kept on reminding of his uniquely golden eyes which looked at you with desire and his soft ash grey hair that you tugged at by the roots which had him spill soft groans of his own.

"Caelus-!" You gasped as he delved deeper, his hand holding yours to keep you grounded.

You wanted to bang your head on the wall until you bled. Your thoughts were going crazy over him and not once were you able to plan how to deal with the awkwardness later. For once, you hated to be human and having hormones that screwed up with your system.

You groaned under your breath and decided to have a cup of coffee to sober up despite your legs trembling with every movement. And maybe also take a shower. But, before you could get up, a hand on your wrist prevented you from moving.

"Where are you going?" You turned around and watched Caelus rise up slightly from his position, revealing his extremely toned body that was hidden under the sheets.

His bed hair was shaggy in a way that had your heart flip in all directions and his deep timbre morning voice had you in his grasp.

"Good morning," you greeted, albeit hesitantly, your brain short circuiting.

The latter pulled you closer to him and wordlessly wrapped his arms around your body, trapping you in his scent and warmth. His eyes were fluttering shut, but his hands had different ideas as they ran south from your nape.

"Caelus-!" You whisper, flustered as shocks of pleasure traveled through your spine.

"Hm?" He asked, not opening his eyes and burying his face into the crook of your neck.

"What is it?" You couldn't answer, letting out a soft moan when his rough hands explored your inner thighs.

You hear him sigh softly. "How is that you manage to drive me crazy everyday?" You felt a kiss and a sharp tug on your shoulder. "Up for another round...?"

[ephemerallovesong]

Caelus dating headcanons

Pairing: Caelus x gn!reader

CW/TW: none

A/n: No spoilers! We need more content with this sweet boy. Also as non-native english speaker, i'm sorry for mistakes

♡︎ It is hard NOT to fall in love with him, to start with ♡︎ He's just so adorable ♡︎ He's a bit shy with you at first, but tries to act confident ♡︎ He literally doesn't know anything about relationships ♡︎ Give him some time to learn ♡︎ And... Congratulations! This adorable puppy is now yours ♡︎ Sometimes he can be really harsh and sarcastic with other people, but not with you. You are his precious little star ♡︎ Caelus is a tough fighter, but really gentle and caring partner ♡︎ He. Loves. Cuddles. ♡︎ So give him as much cuddles as you can! ♡︎ Especially after a hard day ♡︎ And play with his hair, he'll melt ♡︎ He really likes being the big spoon, so he can hold you ♡︎ And you can feel safe in his arms ♡︎ Caelus doesn't really care about his injuries, but if you get hurt he will be so worried ♡︎ He'll try to protect you at all costs ♡︎ Sometimes he's too reckless ♡︎ And you care about him as much as he cares about you ♡︎ March is definetely taking cute pictures of you and Caelus from time to time

[worriedvision]

"Improve yourself" - trailblazer

Gender neutral reader, angst. Trailblazer is referring to either Caelus or Stella - the two protags for Hsr. Kinda neutral ending, didn't want to continue too much with it in case it went really haywire. Possibly ooc Dr Ratio but shh

--

"Don't worry, my honey bun, I love you. I only have eyes for you"

That was the first reaction they gave when you showed insecurity when they met someone who was attractive in your eyes. You knew you were lucky to have them as your partner, but they always made you feel like you were number one in their heart. You didn't quite believe it, but the way they hold you and treat you implies they are correct.

They do love you.

The second and third time, they reacted similarly but you begin to fear there's something bothering them when you're distancing yourself.

The fourth time is when they react differently. They meet Dr Ratio, a man that they could attest to being an abrupt man. Intelligent, yes, but he wasn't one for sugar coating things..

But from your perspective, they had been spending a lot of time alone, spending time on investigating something. You can't help but see how attractive Dr Ratio is, and you know it's not rational for you to think your partner would quickly be attracted to someone.

But there's that nagging part of you that tells you that you aren't enough for them. Looking in the mirror, seeing a body type you seem inferior in comparison to those around you, different face, anything you saw as attractive you knew you didn't have you think of.

And, admittedly, Dr Ratio did have very pretty eyes.

When you decide to keep yourself away, staying with Pompom, you feel your phone vibrate.

It's your partner.

'Where are you? :(' followed by a crying PomPom emote.

'At the Astral Express, had stuff to do'

A few minutes later, you get a message from them asking to speak to you at the station.

--

"Why do you keep running away when I meet someone new?" They ask, crossing their arms.

Uh oh, this wasn't a good sign.

"I mean, I know you're really insecure, but you can't run away from your problems." They continue, you unsure what to say. Were you supposed to say you distanced yourself because you knew you were being illogical?

"You know, I'm beginning to get tired of this." They rest their hands on their hips, attracting the attention of some eavesdroppers. "I mean, I can only love you so much. You need to work on your own flaws, you need to improve." They tut, walking back to a...concerned Dr Ratio?

You don't take in the expression he has on his face for too long, more focused on the fact your partner was clearly getting fed up with your jealousy. Part of you is worried, however, that they're fed up with being associated with you. Hearing whispers around you, you go back to the astral express and withdraw yourself to your cabin.

--

After that, you stop hanging out with your partner so much. You stop being clingy, you stop indulging in the food they usually are eager to get you to eat, and despite their attempts to get you to spend time with them you turn them down.

They realised they screwed up, likely after getting a scolding from Dr Ratio, but you've closed yourself off after doing some self-reflection and realising that the trailblazer was not an ideal partner for you.

Or, more accurately, you were not an ideal partner for them.

When you get to Penacony, you finally decide to let the trailblazer go. Explaining your reasoning being the Illogical jealousy you experience and your reaction to back away as you knew it was silly, they try to convince you to stay with them.

"But what about the time we spent behind closed doors?" The trailblazer asks, pleading to give this relationship one more chance. "We can work on this, both of us need to put effort into this relationship."

"Exactly. But I haven't been able to keep up with you in this relationship, trailblazer." You solemnly respond. "Of course, I will remain professional around you, however we will no longer have the romantic bond I've had the luck of having with you."

Meanwhile, Dan Heng and March 7th are awkwardly waiting for you guys to turn your attention to them, the room keys now in hand. They both feel out of place, having known nothing of this happening. Looking at each other, neither know what to do.

"Oh, the keys!" You chuckle, drawing the attention of Dan Heng and March 7th. "Sorry guys, probably should have waited until we got to our rooms to do that."

"I..uhh...yeah." March laughs awkwardly, nobody knowing what to say.

"...In public?" Dan Heng awkwardly asks, earning a death glare from March.

"I know, sorry!" You rub the back of your neck. "Let's just get to our rooms? Thankfully we have separate ones."

--

That evening, you got knocks on the door from your ex partner, them pleading to speak to you properly to get things resolved. You send them texts explaining the main problem was your insecurities, nothing to do with them, but you hear them still trying to knock on your door before hearing a familiar second voice.

"Stop knocking on that poor persons door. They clearly don't want to talk to you." Dr Ratio huffs.

"I'm trying to talk to-"

"Your ex, yes we all know. When I advised you to speak to your partner, I didn't realise you were too much of an imbecile to realise I meant to speak to them in private about your problems."

"But they also-"

"Yes, broke things off with you, but there's a difference between their discussion and yours - they took all the blame themselves." Dr Ratio explains. "Let the both of you grieve for the relationship, it isn't healthy to hang on like this."

So that's why Dr Ratio looked so concerned after the trailblazer spoke to you.

You decide to just open the door one last time, to let the trailblazer rest easy knowing it was your own problems that led to the failure of this relationship. When you open the door, the trailblazer goes to hug you, only to be held back by an unamused Dr Ratio. Dr Ratio looks at you, and he immediately realises you need some proper rest.

"Let's just go back to your room, give dear _ some space." Dr Ratio begins. "_, you have enough bags under your eyes to keep all the shops in Penacony happy for a year. Do you need a prescription to help you sleep?"

"No thank you. I'll be fine." You yawn, closing the door as you see the trailblazer being led away.

Looking in the mirror, you realise the doctor was correct - you really did have massive eye bags. It's concerning he was able to see that, yet nobody on the astral express had really realised it. Perhaps it was a gradual change that people saw, or they just didn't want to insult you by pointing it out.

Whatever the reason, you felt like you needed a proper nap. Dr Ratio seemed to be able to read minds, knocking on the door with some medication for sleep.

"Take one a day, after a meal." He explains. "I usually take payment, but considering this is partially my fault I consider this my payment to you."

"But my feelings are mine. I'm old enough to know to look after myself and to not let other-" you yawn, interrupting your sentence.

"Give yourself a break, for pitys sake." He spits out, coming from a place of empathy.

[everlasting-elegy]

Caelus Relationship Headcanons

Genre: Fluff, Friends to Lovers Word Count: 1k TRAILBLAZER FEELING IN THIS HOUSEHOLD RN - CAELUS, WHAT A PRETTY MAN <333 Also first Honkai Star Rail post WOWOWOWOWOWOW A/N: Of course, being the MC there are various interpretations of Caelus’ personality but this is just mine, please enjoy~

Everyone on the Astral Express knew you two were going to be together before you became official. March 7 is very vocal about how she thinks you two look good together, Dan Heng gives just the slightest side-eye when you and Caelus hang out and Pom-Pom will make random complaints that you’re neglecting them for Caelus. Welt and Himeko will also make you two pair up for missions if only a duo is needed - or even for simple errands that could really be done solo

Despite that, it was hard for you to tell that Caelus liked you. He didn’t seem to treat you any differently to March 7 or Dan Heng (save for his tinted cheeks), he had no problem approaching you or interacting with you and he always enjoyed teasing you like a good friend with the rest of the group. It was only when the two of you were alone where the cracks would show, and he just makes terrible small talk as his mind draws blanks and he internally panics

“So… uh, nice weather today, huh?” “Caelus, we’re in space.” “Oh. Yeah. Right.”

When Caelus confessed to you, it was nothing excessive, in fact, he was a little too casual about it. You would usually have dinner together and one evening he started stuttering, saying he knew a fancy place to eat and that it could double up as a date. You needed him to repeat himself because you didn’t see it coming

While Caelus isn’t excessively loud or boisterous, he still carries himself with confidence and can dish out some good banter. Your relationship is full of those sorts of antics but when it comes to more serious and intimate moments, he gets shy very quickly. He’s not experienced with relationships and he can’t imagine anything worse than accidentally upsetting you. He’s the type to ramble on when uncertain, narrating his stream of consciousness until not even he could remember what he was originally going to say. Wake him out of his stupor with a kiss and he’ll be back in the moment with you (he still can’t remember what he wanted to say, though)

Caelus is your #1 fan, that man is rooting for you for everything. You need him for support in a fight? His weapon is at the ready. You want him around to help you study? He’s not the best at staying quiet but he tries his damn hardest for you. Do you need a break from any activity? Caelus is running in with a towel and refreshments and asking if you need anything else as he gives you a shoulder massage

Despite Caelus being very protective, he will never stop you if you want to do something dangerous such as joining him in battle. He wants to see you flourish and grow, and if that means being in harm’s way, then at least let him join you as your shield so that you two can get through this challenge together. For you, he’s ride or die, and to be fair that strategy has worked perfectly for the two of you so far

“One man’s trash is a Trailblazer’s treasure”; Caelus will bring back many trinkets for you from his travels, so much so that one wall of your room is just covered in his gifts. If they are indeed fished out from a trash can you won’t be able to tell, he loves to tinker and polish items until they’re unique and personalised just for you - you only deserve the best

No matter how frequently he’s gifted you little items, Caelus acts as though it’s the first time. He tries to play it off as something casual, that you shouldn’t think about the gift too much and he doesn’t mind if you’re not keen on it, but his face is bright red, one hand is nervously scratching the back of his neck and he can’t look you in the eyes

Caelus isn’t excessive on the PDA, but he’s still always touching you. He’ll gladly walk around holding hands and swinging arms or linking arms, or having his arm draped across your shoulders, and you’re not safe from pecks on the face and lips. He also loves to give hugs as a greeting and goodbye. He has no problem initiating affection but whenever you do you can literally see him perk up like a meerkat and walk around with a hop in his step. If you ever flirt or compliment him he gives back the sweetest, beaming smile that seems to contain the light of an entire Stellaron

Caelus is a bit of a gacha - and just general mobile games - addict, but he’ll always wait on pulling on the banner or opening a loot box until you’re with him. You’ve become his lucky charm and even though he only games to pass the time when there’s nothing to do, it’s not as fun if you’re not playing with him or at least watching and commentating

Sometimes you can liken Caelus to a puppy. If he’s bored or has nothing to do he’ll just… follow you around as you do your thing. If you need to enter a building alone or talk personally with someone, you can first expect him to get pouty before relenting and loitering around where you are outside. Whenever you enter the same room as him, expect him to immediately gravitate towards you

He’s an absolute nightmare when you two are separated, you’re not going to be able to go for five minutes without your phone vibrating about updates on the Astral Express and how lonely he is without you around and how you need to hurry up and finish what you need to do and- oh, Himeko just gave him permission to join you, give him fifteen minutes and you guys can spend the day together~

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[hami-gua]

Fighting the Landlord Pt. 1

This is purely based off of my experiences playing this gambling game.

Warning: Chinese is used (as usual, translation provided), shit explanation of game, maybe confusing description of cards, gambling game (they're not gambling though, just playing the game).

"Just because your hand looks great doesn't mean the game will run smoothly."

It was peaceful in the Astral Express when a figure plops themselves down onto the long velvet seat. A deck of cards is held in their hands as they beckon for the trailblazer and March to sit. Without a word, trailblazer pulls up a chair and sits in front of the figure while March stares at them confused.

            “What are we doing?” She asked.

            Trailblazer shrugged and answered, “They wanted to show us a new game.”

            “Where’s Dan Heng? Did he not want to join?”

            “Nope,” the figure said, shuffling the cards.

            March sighed and she too pulled up a chair then sat down. She stared at the deck of cards as they were being shuffled. It’s smooth. She thought.

            “So…” the Trailblazer said, breaking the shuffling sound, “Explain the rules.”

            The figure smiled, “The game usually only has three players. The order of the cards goes: 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, Jack, Queen, King, Ace, 2, and the Jokers. There are small and big jokers. Usually distinguished by colors or the size of the art such as this one,” They paused as they held out two jokers. One with a bigger art and the other with smaller art with a paragraph underneath.

            “That sounds like a lot to memorize…” March deadpanned.

            “The memorization isn’t about the deck in your hands, it’s memorizing what your opponent and teammate placed.”

            “Just what kind of game is this?” Trailblazer asked.

            “A gambling one.”

            March’s eyes widened, “A gambling –”

            The figure quickly cuts her off, “There are points in this game. Three is the max. However, sometimes we change the rules if there are more than three players. In a case where are more than three players, we will use two decks of card and the game becomes a free for all.”

            The figure pauses as they pass out the deck of cards in a counter clock wise. When there are three more cards left, the figure places them down and looks at the two.

            “Who wants to call? I don’t want it.”

            “I don’t either.”

            Trailblazer stared at the cards, contemplating on if they should claim the cards or not. The figure sweat dropped, “You don’t have to –”

            “I’ll take it all!” The Trailblazer said, cutting the figure off.

            “Okay then. March, you and I are now teams. We have to work together to take down the landlord -- who in this case is Trailblazer.”

            “What? You didn’t tell me that part!” Trailblazer whined.

            March shook her head as the figure sighed.

��           “It’s too late to turn back now. A decision is a decision. Anyways. Sort your cards and tell me when you all are ready.”

            And so the three of them began sorting their cards, each cautious about accidentally showing their cards. Then, upon finishing, March and Trailblazer simultaneously said, “Done!”

            “Great! Now who has three of hearts?”

            March raised her hand.

            “Because you have three of hearts, you go first.”

            “What card do I play?”

            “Any. You can place a single or a double. If you’re really lucky, a 顺子 (shunzi), when your cards are single but it climbs up such as 3, 4, 5, 6, 7; 连对二 (lian duir) is similar to the previous one, just you have two of the same cards and it climbs up;  三代一 (san dai yi) is when you have three of the same card and you add a singular card to it; 三代一对儿 (san dai yi duir) follows the same rules as the previous one except you add two of the same card instead of a singular card; 飞机 (fei ji), is when you have three of same cards and addition to that, three of the next number; or 飞机带翅膀 (feiji dai chi bang) is basically the same as the forementioned play, but you add either singular or double as the side to act as wings for the plane. But because you are the starter for a trend, you can place a single. I recommend a small number card as you want to get rid of all your small decks. But beware, just because they are small doesn’t mean they aren’t useful. A cluster may prove useful.”

            March sighs, “This really is a lot to take in…”

            “Oops. I rambled…”

            March does as the figure suggested and placed her singular 3. After her, was Trailblazer’s turn. The figure looks towards them and says, “Now you have to up her. Place a card more than three, but only one card.”

            “Huh?”

            “It’s the rule of the game. You have to place a number higher than the previous player, but the number of cards must remain the same.”

            Trailblazer nods as they mere place down a 9. The figure smiles as they place down a queen. This prompted both March and Trailblazer to look at the card placed and back to their hand, wondering if they should play. March decides to pass and Trailblazer does too. The smile on the figure’s face grew wider as they placed cards from 3 to queen. March’s eyes almost fall from her sockets.

            “That’s… a lot…”

            “No fair! How am I supposed to win that?” Trailblazer whined.

            “It’s about luck~ Not just how smoothly your own deck runs, but also the game itself.”

            “I’ll pass.”

            “Me too.”

            The figure places double 4s. March places her double 6s while Trailblazer places their double jacks. The figure passes and so does March, leaving Trailblazer to place double 5s. The figure placed double kings and March passes. Trailblazer looks at their hand and places double aces, hoping to quell the figure.

            “Too bad,” They said as they placed a double 2.

            Trailblazer gritted their teeth and relented while the figure merely shrugs and said, “You guys would’ve lost anyway,” while putting down double jokers.

            “WHAAAAT?” March and Trailblazer both shout, “HOW?!”

The figure sank back into their seat a little, “Luck?”

            “Is that even legal?” March asked.

            “Yes. So aside from the others plays I’ve mentioned, your biggest defenses are bombs and missiles. To create a bomb, you need four of the same number. Such as like four 7s. Only two jokers can create missiles and nothing can beat that.”

            “But there’s three of us? How are we supposed to get bombs and uhh… what was it? Oh! Missiles?”

            Trailblazer and the figure shrugged, “Luck.”

Lmao the amount of shit luck I have playing this game 🥲. The funniest things are cutting my dad off when he thought he made a good move only for him to regret splitting any cards. I may not know how to play mahjong, but this game, I know like the back of my hand. I've never actually gambled with this game before. Well, except maybe pride.

Credits: poemale for the dividers