#castorice x reader

[coralearei]

The Touch Of Death - Honkai Star Rail - Castorice x Reader - Based on Leaks

gn! reader - huge possibility that this is ooc, I don't know much about the Amphoreus characters yet, as you can see I have a soft spot for purple women

Castorice, who brings death to everything she touches. As her fingers skim any trace of life, it withers away, writhing in its last moments. She knows full well that whatever being is under her fingertips has always been aging, of course; her touch only makes it age faster. Many plants and animals have suffered this fate, and so have a few humans, though not by intention. The human population of Amphoreus is quickly dwindling due to the current state of apocalypse, after all, and Castorice wouldn’t want to make it any worse.

Castorice, who knows from the start that it’s safer not to talk to you. She’s on official business, standing by Aglaea’s side when she sees you for the first time. You are an outsider, that much is obvious. You are not from Amphoreus, and because of that, you are not to be trusted under any circumstances, as much as you seem to draw everyone around you in, and as much as you’ve charmed the locals, which unfortunately includes some of the other Chrysos Heirs.

Castorice, who abhors how much Aglaea trusts you. The Dressmaster starts to become a regular member of your combat party, fighting recklessly with someone she starts to refer to as “the foreigner.” In secret, Castorice relishes the sound of your name, her eyes widening in excitement as she sees it written in the language of Amphoreus.

Castorice, who sees you a few weeks later in Marmoreal Market with your other outsider friend, the stoic one with the scaly, green-and-white jacket. He has presented himself as a decent person, at the very least, but he’s rather… dreary in comparison to you. You look quite cute playing with a Chimera that’s just come up to you. A thought buds itself into Castorice’s mind— she wishes she were the Chimera, shamelessly nuzzling into your boot.

Castorice, who is infuriated the moment you leave Okhema. She reprimands herself for this particular fit of rage, knowing that you’re not supposed to stay in the holy city forever, and vows to act as your shadow while you’re gone. While you sleep, she inches her hand closer to you, careful not to get too close— you can’t be a hero if you’re dead. Still, she revels in unknown moments like these. They are the closest she’ll get to being near you, but they still remain in obscurity. The only thing you notice is something that vaguely resembles the silhouette of a smoky indigo dragon.

Castorice, who spots you at the Marmoreal Palace— presumably, it’s your first time, given your adorable yelps as you try to soak in the water, seemingly too hot for you. A few people have noticed her nearly gawking at you by now, and she makes an exaggerated turn before stomping away to the section of the bathhouse reserved for Chrysos Heirs, letting a wave of embarrassment sink in. At the very least, you haven’t noticed.

Castorice, who listens to Mydei recount his tall tales of combat in the reserved bath. You’re in the story he’s telling, fearlessly swinging your baseball bat through hordes of Titankin before Mydei delivers his glorious finishing blow. 

Castorice, who hears you everywhere. Not only your voice, but the voices of others praising you. She hates how close everyone around her is to you… why can’t she be the same?

Castorice, who laments how distant you are, and how far you will always remain from her.

[akutasoda]

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who do i write for? - mydei, anaxa, castorice, aglaea, phainon

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