#love the astral express family members

[by-saiyuri]

THE duo ever!!

I love them so much, both in the story and as teammates...,,

[baeshijima]

— within uncertainty

sunday reflects on his limited time thus far on the express, only to find himself distracted by a face he has unknowingly become fond of.

CONTAINS : 1.2k wc, gn!reader, astral express member!sunday, fluff

A/N : chat have we seen the lc and gameplay leaks…? throwing up.

When Sunday first arrived on the Astral Express, a miniature gold and crimson ticket attached to his apparel, he wasn’t sure what to expect.

A new start; that much he was sure of. But with these people who instilled a newfound hope and courage to face the future, there was no shadow of a doubt within his heart and soul that he would encounter the unexpected more times than he can keep track of.

Sure enough, the unexpected came in many ways.

For one, March 7th’s uncanny ability to look at the bright side of things appeared so natural to her, so easy and simple. In recent times, he has found himself thinking about situations in a more positive light, no doubt a side effect of having spent time with her bubbly self.

He discovered Dan Heng’s aloof demeanour barely concealed his great care and affection for the crew— the Astral Express family. Even with what seems to be passive quips and dead-eyed stares, Sunday has begun to note the differentiations in his tone and body language, and all the subtleties he only shows with them.

He discovered the Trailblazer was every bit of a jokester as they are courageous, often finding himself staring blankly at some of their… seamlessly timed quips, to put it lightly. Even so, he’s oftentimes caught himself mid-admiration when they take charge in what they believe is right, wondering if he, too, could be like them in that aspect.

He found that Welt, while still retaining the righteous and strong spirit he displayed while in penacony, had a rather unprecedented charm. Sitting down for hours on end listening to the elder ramble passionately about animating, the arts, and endless theories about this universe wasn’t something he had ever planned for, but his heart warmed all the same at the burst of energy.

He came to realise the Express’ Navigator, Himeko, was certainly a… character. Brave, wise and humble were what he would use to describe her, even more so after her warmly welcoming him into the family. However, Sunday realised he could do without that… concoction she dubs a coffee.

He also never realised such a creature existed until he met Pom-Pom, much less one being a sentient conductor. Their nags are backed with overflowing affection for the members of the Express, often displayed through the meticulous care taken in the tailored meals and rooms and experience. There is so much love of the Astral Express, and Sunday wouldn’t be surprised if he were told most of it came from the Conductor.

(Though he does recall being warned by Dan Heng in particular to not anger the Conductor, an experience he is both curious about but also content in not knowing what exactly would transpire.)

And then there is you.

Sunday only caught a glimpse of you during the final moments of the conflict, much like with Himeko, so he didn’t have too much to go off of other than the fact you, just as it seemed to come with being a part of the Astral Express, were brave and fought for what you believed in.

(With you in particular, he found himself unable to forget your gaze — how it held a sparkling resolution and commanded his full attention, completely and utterly drawn in.)

Of course, that’s not to say you don’t embody those aspects now that he’s gotten to know you. Rather, you are so much more than what he could have ever imagined.

“Wow… they’re way softer than they look!”

…In more ways than one.

Sunday doesn’t really know how this situation came to be. He was merely idling around the Express in search of something to pass the time until you took note of his predicament, swooping in like the graceful saviour you are (self-proclaimed by you).

Somehow, in some way, that brought you both to his room.

It’s times like these where Sunday wholeheartedly believes the most forward member of the Astral Express isn’t that racoon-like Trailblazer, but rather you instead.

Seriously. How are you not embarrassed by this… this compromising position you’re both in?! He can practically feel the radius in which the heat from his face permeates!

“Do you, like, have a care routine for them or something?” you ask while gently thumbing individual feathers, because obviously this is only affecting him and him alone. “I refuse to believe your wings are like this naturally.”

He knows he gave you permission to touch them, but it doesn’t change the fact his wings are still sensitive. Aeon knows what you would do with that information; well, assuming you haven’t already picked up on his reactions towards your… ministrations.

“I do have a routine. I go to great lengths pruning and trimming my feathers. More than that…” he trails off, opting to ignore your mumbled comment of “Wow… you’re just like a bird then…”. He coughs, averting his eyes from your intensely gentle gaze, raising a fist to cover his lips. “Are you this forward with everyone?”

You blink. Once, twice, thrice. Somehow, the action makes Sunday fluster even further.

A hum leaves you as your lips purse and your head tilts in thought. “Well, I wouldn’t say everyone, exactly. Just those I consider to be very close to me. Oh,” you begin, as though realising something, “does it bother you? I’m so sorry!”

No— wait— why are you apologising?

“I didn’t realise I was making you uncomfortable! Oh gosh, I did it again…!”

You make a move to scramble away from him. Is it your frantic and unfocused eyes, or perhaps this uncharacteristic side of your usual confident and unabashed self which makes his heart lurch?

“I’m so, so sorry! I’ll keep my distance from now on and—!”

He acts before he can think.

“No!”

There’s a surge of panic which shoots into him. It makes itself known in the raw strain of his voice, in the shaky wide-eyed stare at the thought of you leaving, in the trembling grip he has your arm in.

Really, Sunday doesn’t know what he’s panicking about. He just knows a part of himself would never forgive him for unintentionally pushing you away like this.

A gasp escapes him after a few tense seconds which felt much more like an eternity. With haste, Sunday tears his hand away from your arm. Despite that, he remains in close proximity to you, mustering the courage to look at you once more.

“I… I mean, no, you’re not making me uncomfortable.” Sunday prays you didn’t hear the stammer in his words. And, if you did, then he hopes you don’t bring it up. “If I were feeling as such, I would have told you outright.”

The silence is absolutely suffocating. Even so, Sunday doesn’t dare look away from your stunned expression, not even when he’s almost positive his face is about to melt off from the sheer heat radiating from him.

“Oh.” You blink, expression falling into that of neutrality. A nod of understanding is your next action; understanding of what? Sunday has no clue — he’s not sure he even wants to know. “So you’re that type, huh. I see now.”

Nevermind. Maybe he does.

“…What does that mean? Wait— [Name], come back here! Explain what ‘that type’ means! Are you listening?!”

Suffice to say, Sunday never received a verbal response from you. Only your cheeky grin before you left and a plethora of butterflies fluttering amok within his stomach are all that remains.

Yeah. Sunday didn’t know what to expect when joining the Astral Express; in fact, he still doesn’t know what to expect. Despite being thrown into the unknown, he finds himself thinking this situation to not be so bad after all.

if you enjoyed this, reblogs and/or comments are greatly appreciated <33

[minimujina]

sunday is so admirable. he is facing the shame and guilt of his actions with humility; he is somehow grappling with his identity in such a graceful manner. i just loved seeing his goodbye to penacony so much. welt witnessing all of it and how much they connected was so lovely. i know sunday is not an official member of the express, but he has so much fondness that he’s finally allowing himself to express again like when he was a kid and the astral express is such a good place for him i don’t want to think about him leaving i might cry lol. i know he has his own goals and wants to find or create a paradise, but i want him to also find a home in the astral express family bc that would be really awesome sauce. he already has specific things he deeply appreciates about each member and how they have impacted him even though he has barely been a passenger for long. he recognizes how different each of them is, how they all have had their own journey and motivations for being a nameless, and he is so contemplative and compassionate i just. ugh. i really really love his character. we were shown every side of him, not only all of these qualities ive mentioned but also the not so nice things, his flaws that remain and will continue to remain. but i just love nothing more than redemption arcs in characters. wanderer and sunday have me in a chokehold they’re so beautiful and heartfelt and sincere im going to cry

[bea-does-stuff]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐡𝐬𝐫 𝐱 𝐲𝐧)

wordcount: 1042

characters: boothill, sunday, jing yuan, dan heng and dr ratio

yea so im back, sorry for the LONG hiatus, i lost a lot of passion for mha but i have tons of ideas now for other fandoms ^^ i have been VERY obssesed over genshin and hsr so expect more of those~

𝐃𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎

He is very much a man who values decency, so he'd never picture a setting where you two would share such an intimate act in the open

You know this, and you know it well, but part of you can't help but want to see the look in his refined crimson eyes, the look of pure shock hed have when you'd finally watch that smug Facade fade from his features

And since you were both together at a cafe, you decided it was now or never. He was peacefully reading his codex when you lifted his chin and pecked his lips with yours.

That being said, it didn't work the way you wanted it to

He looked at you almost a offended, and then with a serious expression, almost the same face as when he's scolding his students

“Is that some measly attempt to anger me?” He hissed, you sighed, lowering your head

“Sorry…” you muttered, he then turned back to his book flipping through his pages a bit more rough than usual, as a way of showing anger

It was only until you looked back at him to see the redness on his ears and cheeks, most of it being hidden by his fluffy hair

“idiot…” He mumbled under his breath, focusing more on his heartbeat than the pages of his ancient codex

𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆

Dan heng isn't too romantic to begin with, his love language is more lenient to acts if service or words of affection, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate a hug or kiss every once in a while

You were both in the astral express, nothing too special, march 7th was in her room, went and himeko were talking, and you were seated next to Dan heng as he sorted out his notes from the data bank 

“Hey darling?” You muttered, he looked at you immediately, tilted his head as a way of showing he was paying attention to whatever you were about to say

However, to his surprise, you leaned in and pecked him softly on the lips

He was a little slow, it took him a solid 5 seconds to process what you did, but then he instantly picked up your hand softly

“Thanks….” He said, his cheeks lightly tinted red, it was always so silly seeing him thanking you for such silly things

“One more..?” You giggled, he looked down, embarrassed 

“Please….” He responded 

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍

He loves showing his affection for you in public, maybe it's seen as indecent for the general of the cloud knights to be seen showing such affection in a public setting, but he argues that his love for you should be celebrated, not hidden indoors like a secret

He'll let you sleep beside him while he does his paperwork or sit next to you during his meetings, whether it's holding your hands in public or giving you a hug whenever he gets the chance, he'll do it

One day he was working on more paperwork, trying his hardest not to fall asleep on the desk…..again…

It's always heartbreaking to see jing yuan so worn down from excessive work, but you've come to understand it's the way things are

You kissed him lightly when you saw his eyes closing 

“Don't fall asleep now” you smiled, he looked at you in surprise, some of the cloud knights staring at you two

He then let out a soft laugh “cheeky today, are we?” He ruffled your hair, before laying his head on your lap 

“Surely a 5 minute nap on these comfy thighs won't be a problem”

“GENERAL” fu xuan looked at him from across the room, pissed off “no slacking off!”

“I'm kidding, relax lady Fu” he sighed, lifting his head from your lap and getting back to his paperwork

“Sit on my lap, my sweet, you make a good chin rest” he pulled you to him

“And I want more of those when we get home, ok?”

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘

Maintaining a good image is a very, very, VERY important thing to Sunday, as one of the members of the family, he fears being seen with someone will bring unwanted attention to him and especially the family

Hes not exactly…embarrassed to be seen with you, everyone knows your his, he just prefers to keep affectionate actions in the comfort of the home you share

That doesn't stop you from getting fed up with his lack of romantic gestures, even in private, he was quite reserved

One day you had enough and kissed him while he was about to greet the new guests in penancony 

He stared at you in shock, you expected him to turn and apologize to the patrons, but he didn't take his eyes off you for a single moment

“Excuse us” he sighed, dragging you out by the hand

Before you could say anything, he kissed you again, placing his hands on your waist

“Warn me next time ok?” He said between kisses

The poor guy must have been holding back this whole time

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋

His form of showing affection isn't…your average kind of affection, he doesn't really know how to be gentle so he shows his love by dragging you by the arm roughly and teaching you to shoot things

Although it makes sense upon further observation, since a solid 90 percent of him is metal and wired, he can't feel hugs or hand holding, not to mention he hasn't been gentle since he was a ‘human’

One day he took you to a bar, it was the clique tavern full of criminals and bounty hunters, it's not like his bounty would allow him to enter any other place

He was probably spouting off about something silly, when you decided to pull his by the collar and peck his lips

For the first time, he stopped everything he was doing, staring in utter shock, he suddenly slammed his head to the table, lowering his red face 

“Fudge…!” He whispered loudly.

You looked at him a little concerned “you ok? S-sorry i-” he suddenly stopped you “You…ya gotta do that more often..” he smiled with his sharp teeth “Do what? Kiss you…?” He nodded at your answer “Yea..and waaaay more darlin’...like…right now”

[deathbxnny]

helloo sunday with an astral express member teen!reader who is scared of him (would hide behind someone or something whanever they see him) but gets used to him and sometimes even tries spending time with him and comfort him?

astral express passenger sunday

Yes, yes, yes, I love this. It's so cute.

Content: Teen reader, platonic relationships, fluff, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns.

((Not proofread))

He knew who you were from the time that you and your found family rammed a train right into him. So meeting you again felt rather awkward and understandably filled with deep mistrust to his intentions. Sunday had no one to blame but himself for that of course and left you alone, especially when he noticed that you were rather fearful of him. Another thing he accepted, supposing it wasn't all too surprising.

Yet despite this, he went out of his way to apologize to you formally, considering that your young age made him feel worse about potentially having hurt you too in the battle. You always hid behind the other members of the crew, however, and so it was hard to get much of a direct response from you at first that wasn't filtered through them.

Months went on this way until his patience with you eventually wore off, and you began asking him curious questions about his wings, his sister, and his current beliefs. He always answered as calmly and as age appropriately as he could, a small, serene smile on his face when you seemed childishly amazed at his answers. The other express members saw it as a good thing that you were beginning to trust him, and it made them, in turn, let their walls down around him easier. If you saw something well meaning in him, then there was nothing for them to worry about anymore.

This resulted in you including him in all of your shenanigans. Whether it was playing board games with the crew or running around a nameless planet with him in tow, he was always a step behind you now. And deep down, your presence brought him joy again, as you reminded him of his sister in their own youth. As though reborn, he sees the world through your young eyes, and despite its at times rather worrisome and reckless nature, he finds deep appreciation for it.

To thank you for your indirect yet significantly important impact on his newfound way of life, he silently vows to keep you safe and teach you whatever good thing he still knows.

And if there is a day in which your paths diverge, he hopes that what he brings you will help you become something much greater than he ever was and will be.

[notpixl]

Realizing they’re in love with you! HSR Edition Pt 2 (Ft. The Astral Express!)

I was obligated to do this thanks to the amount of support from you all 🤧

That’s all let’s get into this-

And yes I’ll get into the other games I just want to drown myself with this one first-

GN!Reader as usual. You know the drill

Also some implied stuff and ooc not that it matters-

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Himeko

She’s no stranger to love

She knows this feeling brewing up inside when she sees or hears about you

It’s just…

She’s hesitant? For a lack of better words?

She wants to make sure that the two of you are at equal ground before she decides to spill it out…

In the way that the both of you are comfortable enough so that you can lay your head on her shoulder

Casually hanging out

Talking to each other about things

Secrets

Promises

All of that!

But that would construct a more… friendly dynamic between the two of you…

Can she just throw it at you? Hoping you’ll catch it?

Or maybe Welt and the others can steer you into the right direction…?

So that these simple actions can say more than one thing?

…you know what? Let’s just brew coffee.

The marriage can wait…

“To hug them… to smother them with kisses… that’s all I’ll ever need in life… coffee as well…”

March

The new Member of the Astral Express has been making her feel… weird

Why is she so shy around you?! She isn’t like this when she’s with anyone else!

Oh Aeons she’s shaking your hands!

She’s shaking your hand!

Why does it feel so weird!

And comfy…

You proceeded to meet the rest of the crew, leaving a flustered March 7th

Surely… surely Miss Himeko knows a thing or two about this, right?

Or maybe Dan Heng!

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As expected, Himeko is still awake…

Seriously, how does she do it? Still able to work a full day and then there’s her!

Taking all of her willpower just to wake up after sleeping for an hour or two!

Well… there is the coffee she makes…

…

Do you even call that coffee by that point, though?

Focus, March! This could be your only chance!

Ahem

“M-miss Himeko?”

“Yes?”

She sets the book down, her head slightly tilted while she faces March

“I um… have a question…”

“Do tell… it’s a rare case for you to be awake at this time of the day…”

She gulps

“What’s this… feeling I get when I’m with [Name]?”

“Hmm… what do you mean?”

March takes a deep breath

“I… I got a weird feeling on my chest whenever I look at them and- and… when they shook my hand I… stood like a statue…”

Himeko slowly smiles

“It’s… love, dear.”

“Love? But don’t you and Mister Welt say that as well?”

March tilts her head

“See… that’s where we love you all as a family…! But there’s different kinds of love in life. Like the one you’re experiencing!”

“Well what is it?”

Himeko takes a moment to prepare herself

“It’s… when you love someone for who and what they are. Seeing the beauty despite their flaws. Giving them the affirmation that they deserve. Handing them the power to break your heart but hope that they don’t. That… is what I would say when you fall for someone.”

Himeko grabs the coaster and takes a sip of her coffee.

That is in a teacup.

…

“So… how should I do it then? To tell them that… I love them?”

She reaches out to March’s hair before ruffling it.

“Just get some beauty rest, March. We have a busy day tomorrow…”

March groans

“Oh fine… but you better give me advice okay? I… I don’t want to fail!”

“I can try… you hopeless romantic…”

March didn’t get to hear the last part as she heads to her room, plopping to the bed head first.

“You can do this March! You will get to know them! And love them!”

Caelus & Stelle

One knows what it is. And the other doesn’t and has a bulletin board with notes and pictures surprisingly in chronological order which leads up to the point where you made her feel that way!

Yes… Caelus knows what love is… he was unfortunately subjected to March’s horrors…

But hey! At least he isn’t scrambling out of his mind figuring it out!

Only thing he needs to do is-

Ah…

Confess

…

Now that’s not an easy task…

Wait… there’s also competition if they keep up!

His sister!

“Aha! I got it! It’s-

Bonk!

“Sorry Stelle…

She falls face first on the bed

“They’re mine.”

It was an inflatable bat don’t worry…

In another timeline…

Holding hands with you… makes her turn to a robot

When you’re bridal carrying her to bed… it turns her into a tomato

And when the both of you are alone…

She can hear her own heart beat

Ever since that day Stelle has poured blood sweat and tears into solving these feelings you bring out, even going as far as searching in every trash can amidst the cosmos!

And even visiting the Stellaron Hunters as well!

She’s certain Kafka has answers to this…

Though this search would abruptly come to a halt when her curiosity got the best of her.

Caelus’ notebook. Sprawled around his bed.

Thinking it’d be alright adding a couple of doodles she opens a random page.

Only to reveal the detailed descriptions of how he wants to be ruined by your hands.

The sounds coming out of his throat as yo-

Okay that’s enough.

Closing that thing.

Throwing it away.

She’s… she’s seen everything.

But…

Hmm…

How would it feel?

Dan Heng

There’s hesitation on his lips when you’re around

Struggling to find the words to spill out

Blanky staring at the new databank page

Stumped on what to write

Laying on the bed

Wide awake

No thoughts in his mind other than…

You

He doesn’t really recall when he started acting like this

Nor is he refusing to let it consume him

…It just feels weird

And perplexing

It gives him the need to solve this

To decipher these feelings

The reasons on why you bring out this side of him

…but maybe he should let is pass

See where it would go

And once the stars align…

Would he see it all so clear

“You’ve given me quite a thing to keep myself busy… I wonder if I’ll even get to finish it…”

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It took me half a week on Dan Heng’s part I hope it’s enough 😭

Also I’m sure anyone would at least understand/know why Welt isn’t here (he radiates old man energy i cant-)

And that I kind of derailed a lot on march but lmk if it was alright 🤧

It’s either stellaron hunters next or the xianzho

See you all and have a jolly Christmas 🎄

I WAS SUPPOSED TO SAVE FOR FIREFLY OKAY BUT I WANTED ACHERON TO HAVE MORE DAMAGE RAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH

Was so proud of my stash too 😔

[walpu]

I'm coming at you with the speed of thousand asteroids affectionately and hit you with a "your writing is awesome!"

Also, may I request an Aventurine x The Nameless!reader.

Thank you very much and have a nice day :D

Thank you so much for your kind words and for the request, it was so fun to write <З

Hope you'll enjoy it, have a good day as well 💛

Aventurine x The Nameless!reader

characters - Aventurine

notes - gn!reader, fluff, a bit of hurt/comfort. Once again, no beta. I'm so sorry.

Aventurine

Considering that the Astral Family and it's members are pretty well-known (everyone seems to know at least their names) he has probably heard something about you even before you first met him.

I can imagine your first meeting going like this: he casually approaches you, acting all buddy-buddy, and says something like "ah, mx , who knew I would meet you here of all places <З".

If your first meeting was during the Penacony quest get ready for him calling you "friend" in this sassy voice of his 💀 Yes Aven we all get it you don't have any actual friends calm down

Can imagine him trying to get closer to you by painting your potential partnership as something mutually beneficial. You could use a friend from the IPC, right? And he wouldn't mind having some connections with a "brave and honorable" Nameless. So why don't you join him for a glass of wine, hmmm?

When the two of you will eventually get closer this mf will get clingy af. Yeah I've mentioned it already in my previous post but you being one of the Nameless opens up so many new perspectives.

Visits you on the Express regularly. If he comes when you're not here, he'll wait for as long as he can for you to come back. Sadly, Aventurine is a busy, busy man. So he can't wait for long. Will leave small notes for you tho, to let you know that he was there but you didn't grace him with your presence

If you come back when he's waiting, Aven will play it off as if he himself just got there and didn't have to wait for you at all, saying somethin like "Oh look, here you're! And here I thought I would have to wait for you, haha. Seems like luck is on my side today~"

He doesn't want you to worry, after all. Also. He wants to save some face. Pom-Pom will rat him out anyway.

Speaking of Pom-Pom, they're probably sick of him at this point lol.

Would ask you about your adventures and listen very closely to every story you may want to tell. He can't help but smile softly while listening to you, he just loves seeing the passion in your eyes. Doesn't matter if the story is about you dragging the Trailblazer away from the trash cans in Belobog (or worse - admiring the trash cans with them), he will still look at you with the same adoring smile.

If you ask him what he's been up to during the time you where gone, Aven would simply laugh it off and say that his boring IPC stuff cannot compare with your bizarre adventures so it doesn't even worth mentioning. Reassure him that you don't care if it's boring, you just want to hear about his day regardless of how it went.

Sometimes he can't help but feel jealous. You're free to travel, to do whatever you want. You have this sparkle of excitement in your eyes every time you tell him about your travels. And he has nothing of it. Simply can't have.

He doesn't have any negative feelings towards you, of course. Mostly some bottled up bitterness toward his fate and himself.

He gets a bit lost in his own head every time he starts feeling this way. Please take his hand and invite him to join you during your next adventure. He will laugh softly and tell you "maybe next time, darling". Even if he doesn't know when this "next time" will come the thought of it, of you wanting to share your precious moment with him, fills him with hope.

Adores when you bring him small gifts from the places you've been. It doesn't have to be something big, really. Just the thought that you were thinking of him when the two of you were apart is enough.

Don't forget to send him pictures of yourself!!!! He wants to know how his dearest darling is doing even when they are freezing their ass off in Belobog.

Would sometimes surprise you by showing up on the planet/space ship you're currently staying on. Aventurine rarely can't stay for a long but he cherishes those short moments when he can just walk around and do nothing in particular with you.

Usually when he visits a planet it has something to do with the IPC's business so he only has time to do his job and. Well. Gamble. Maybe buy some new clothes too if he has enough time.

But with you he can actually explore the planet. You bring him to the local restaurants, small tea shops, seemingly small and insignificant places. But it’s places like these that reveal the real beauty of the planet. He slowly learns to appreciate it when you're by his side.

[frostbitedoesstuff]

I wanted to make this post not to address anyone in particular, but just for the sake of getting it off my mind.

I absolutely hate it when people in the Honkai fandom say that Welt is a terrible father and/or abandoned his family. The truth is, Welt loves his family so, so much, and still cares about them deeply even though he’s far away. There is clear and irrefutable evidence of this.

When you talk to Welt on the Express, you have the option to ask him about his friends. This is his response.

Here, he acknowledges that there are people waiting for him back home, and says that at some point prior to the game’s events, he asked Herta to send a signal to his home in hopes of being able to tell his family that he’s safe, and perhaps even tell them of his whereabouts (though that’s just an assumption on my end.)

When the Express is about to leave for the Xianzhou Loufu, if you talk to Welt, you can ask him what planet he would like to go to. This is his response.

Notice how his immediate answer to where he wants to go is home, as well as the word he uses to describe the fact that he cannot do so: sadly. He really could have said anywhere else, especially because he likely knew that probably wasn’t what the Trailblazer meant when they asked that question, but no. He answers honestly, and his honest answer is that he wants to go home.

This next section will have spoilers for the Penacony quest line, so proceed with caution.

For this next example, we’ll need some background information. What exactly is Ena’s Dream? Well, to explain in simple terms, Ena’s Dream is an escapist dream state meant to simulate what someone would view to be an ideal reality. The specifics of the dream varies from person to person, because each person has different desires, different ideals, different wants, different needs. But Ena’s Dream is meant to simulate what the individual TRULY desires, no matter how unrealistic or outlandish it may be.

In 2.3, if you talk to Welt, you can ask him what he saw in Ena’s Dream. This is his response.

In Ena’s dream, he goes home and reunites with his family. Do you understand what that means?

What Welt truly desires, more than anything else, is to find a way back home. What he saw in Ena’s Dream is blatant proof.

Another thing I’d like to draw attention to is how he says that realizing it was a dream was a “bitter truth.” The fact that he still had the Astral Express wasn’t enough for him to describe it as “bittersweet.” It was just bitter.

(No more Penacony spoilers from here on out)

Speaking of the Astral Express, I’d like to bring up something regarding not only Welt’s relationship with them, but the entirety of Star Rail’s world as a whole.

Something about Welt’s character that I really love is his ability to embrace the world around him and the people in it, DESPITE the fact that he also misses his home.

He’s engrossed himself deeply in the history and general ins and outs of Star Rail’s universe, to the point where whenever the Trailblazer finds something they don’t recognize, they ask Welt, and he can always provide a detailed answer.

Additionally, Welt has formed a strong familial relationship with the members of the Astral Express, and has a strong desire to keep them safe. For example, during the Jarilo-VI quest line, Welt expresses a clear desire to intervene when he sees the intensity of the situation Trailblazer, March, and Dan Heng are in, and when they return, Welt outright admits that there were more than a few times where he felt legitimate distress, making an off handed comment about having to “stop worrying so much.”

This is something that I feel like some people don’t understand; Welt can love this world and his home world simultaneously, and he does. Just because he isn’t constantly stressing out about going home and refusing to make connections out of fear of getting attached doesn’t mean that he isn’t thinking about his home or doesn’t want to find a way to go back.

I believe that the solution Welt wants is to have the best of both worlds, not to completely abandon one for the other. This is why his desired reality of finding a way home and him hoping that his journey with the Astral Express never ends can exist side by side. He truly does want both, and in the ideal ending to his story, he should be able to have both (at least in my opinion.)

I’ve never even played HI3, but I know of Welt’s lore and he is my favorite character in HSR, so I hate it when people mischaracterize him, ESPECIALLY when it comes to this. I hope that by writing this character analysis, this will help people understand him better, and show the people that think he doesn’t love his family that they are blatantly wrong. If you know someone who thinks that, please consider showing them this post.

(One last thing! If you read this entire analysis, then clearly you must like Star Rail. If you’re looking for more content, I’d like to make you aware that as of posting this, I have a Sampard and Astral Express chatfic, as well as a blog where I post Star Rail fanart (frostbitedoesfanart)! Please check them out if you have the time, and thanks for listening to me ramble <3)

[s1llyalabaster]

When mediocrity meets the supremacy - veritas ratio

Where the Doctor narrows his eyes at the trailblazer for stealing his partner's attention.. ~700 words, SFW (not necessarily connected, but read part 1!

AU where reader followed the trailblaze before quitting to pursue further studies in various fields of science with Dr. Ratio himself in the Intelligensia Guild. (Might not be entirely lore accurate, trailblazer doesnt go to Belobog)

Your mind brings you back to the soft swishes of water during your bath with you beloved. it had been almost 5 system hours since the last few drops of bathwater went down the drain, small petals being the only thing that signified your intimate rendezvous with the Doctor himself.

You shake your head, forcing yourself to pull away from the sweet, dream-esque scene. You find yourself struggling to focus on the task at hand, the smug face of Vertitas Ratio plastering itself all over the wals of your mind like the "WANTED" posters all over belobog's brick walls you saw during the journey to Jarilo VI with your old friends.

Speaking of the trailblazers, you had planned a small gathering with the Astral Express members in the evening, since they were visiting. You had yearned to see the faces of Marth 7th, Dan Heng, Himeko, Welt, even Pom Pom. You've heard from March that there had been a new member of the Astral Express, going by Caelus. Judging from March's bombarding texts of photos and videos, he seemed to have a quite....eccentric personality, but bore a kind expression nonetheless.

You'd adequately dressed yourself up after returning to you and Dr. Ratio's humble home, opting to switch to a fancier outfit. It was a speical occasion, after all. You loosely linked your arm around Veritas' very reluctant arm, walknig towards the round table where the members were sat.

"It has been a while, hasn't it?" Himeko addressed your name, and drifted her eyes to the grey-haired trailblazer to the opposite of you. Dr. Ratio narrowed his eyes, you slightly nudged him to get rid of that old habit, hard enough to get a small grunt out of him.

"Say, Trailblazer. How has the Astral Express been treating you?" You asked, watching as the gears slowly spun into action in his head, almost as if someone was controlling him through a game screen.(teehee)

"Well..I've been through lots of unforgettable journeys with the Astral Express, and they've shown me much care in a...familial way."

You nod your head, satisfied at the answer before you. You reminisce about your days spent on the Express. Whether it be happy or hurtful, significant but sad. A clink of the wine glass drew everyone at the old-fashioned western-styled restaurant's attention.

"Come on! Won't a handsome man just come up and sing along to this song with me?!"

The woman dragged Caelus' arm towards the center stage, handing him a hat. He gracefully donned it on his head as you watched in admiration. Since Caelus was younger than you, you had an almost...motherly love to him. But Veritas didn't seem to take it that way.

You clapped along to the rhythm of a song sang by the singing duo - composed of a random woman, and the newest member of the Astral Express. The soda bottles hopped in joy as the trailblazer returns to his seat. Ah, a livehouse, I see.

Throught the scene, Ratio's eyes trailed alongside your movements; every captivating smile, every clap sent to the trailblazer, every whoop or cheer sent to him, every---

Graphs and charts were buzzing about in his mind. His analytical brain was working at full speed. "What made him to be so charming when it was me that needed to be appealing?!" No amount of data or statistics could account for how much love he had for you in his heart, yet he couldn''t show it, and you were about to be taken away by--

"Veritas? Are you alright?" He had awoken to your soft touches on his face. He'd abruptly sat up on the bed that he once laid on. Pause. An epiphany occured in his mind, "You...the party...!" He tried to compose himself, yet his drunk-dazed (teehee) mind wouldn't cooperate. "The party went greatly, dear! Half the time, you were zoned out, just staring at some random poster about Robin and Sunday!"

Veritas' eyes widened. "I didn't say anything....preposterous, did I?"

"Well...only something about wanting me to be your super private secretary, and only yours-" "Ridiculous! Utterly absurd!"

Putting on his alabaster head, facing away from you. Looks like the Doctor won't be able to admit to his jealousy...

[akutasoda]

Hey, I want request Aventurine with Noelle reader.

Imagine the trailblazer use Noelle reader to get Aventurine home.

Stelle/ Caelus: “Aventurine, I have your little sister.. please come home”

Noelle reader being held by Stelle/ Caelus: “I think it won’t work—“

*Insert Astral train door open with yellow glow..*

Aventurine pop out from train: “My little sister? Where is she?”

I think some achievements for them

Aventurine/ Noelle reader in battle will achieve “The gambler and his little maid”

Or Aventurine/ Topaz/ Ratio/ Noelle reader will achieve “Here come the IPC”

a jewel and a maid

synopsis - when he meets someone who reminds him all too much of a familiar familial feeling

includes - aventurine

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, slight crack, maybe ooc, found family kinda?, wc - 655

a/n: i love the achievements!!

the IPC wasn't exactly the best place to work but they were somewhat tolerable - more so for thise fortunate enough to be valued and given higher positions. you're position was so so to say the least, you had been assinged to work under someone of similar level to P47 which wasn't that bad compared to some others. you didn't exactly have high expectations but you'd still try and apply yourself to the best of your abilities, maybe then your job would be easier.

it was extremely fortunate for you to be placed under aventurine's sector within the stonehearts. it's not like he really needed many people working under him or that he wanted them to but he wouldn't really have room to argue when diamond himself arranged it. over a surprisingly short period of time, you had proven yourself to be quite the valuable member of the IPC - despite you not really vying for their attention, you just wanted to do your job and lay low.

aventurine recognised this and he didn't exactly blame you. normally your kind of skill would easily be swooped up by the IPC and used to their advantage, not yours. he too once had been snatched by the IPC, fortunately he managed to weasel something out of them in return. so you both were quite content to continue on as is, to which you were thankful.

during your time working with aventurine, you naturally had become much closer than simple colleagues. you two acted as if you'd known eachother for years. although you didn't exactly act much differently, still content to simply do your job, but aventurine became noticeably more friendlier. he acted much more cordial with you, more favourable and you did appreciate the familiarity.

when he caught himself actually acting so familiar with you, he stopped. he'd never really gotten so close and comfortable with someone before - well there were a few exceptions but with you, it felt more familial than a friendship of such. it had been an extremely long time since he had felt as such and it admittedly scared him a little.

however as even more time passed, it became much more natural for each of you to see the other in a much more familial way. again, it still felt odd to him but atleast he knew he could come sround to it eventually. for now, he could only look after you as if you were a sister to him.

---✩

'i don't think this will work-' you tried voicing your concerns but you were shushed by the trailblazer.

'you might want to listen to them' dan heng tried to interject but it seems that his words also fell upon the deaf ears of trailblazer - or they more likely just ignored him.

the only response either of you got was the trailblazer opting to pick you up and hold you toward the express doors with a declaration 'please! come home! look who's waiting with us!'

this time it was march to look rather concerned over at the trailblazer before adding 'i have to agree, i don't think this will work...' she looked at you with pity as the trailblazer practically triumphed you in the air.

right before you could get another word in and ask to be put down, everyone stopped and stared at the gilden light that emerged from the door. the trailblazer held you out even more in a desperate final plea as 'please' repeatedly fell from their lips.

not too long after, the express doors slammed open and a rather excited, maybe franctic, aventurine became present. despite the trailblazers excitement, aventurine ran straight to you to.

taglist - @little-miss-chaoss, @frankiesteinn

[aventurineswife]

Hello! I just stumble upon your account recently and really love your works!! I don't know if requests are open or not.

But if they are open, I would love to request Sunday, Aventurine, Boothill, Mr Reca (separated and also you don't have to do all! Just Sunday would be enough) with a reader that has a way with music to unite the people's hearts! (They don't have an established relationship with the reader and it could be seen as romantic or platonic)

To be more specific, reader is an astral express member that has no memory of their past, but remembers the melodies they used to sing. They are whimsical, carefree, sometimes chaotic, kind and easy to befriend anyone. So you can count on them for lifting up the people's spirits or gather intel for the Astral express! Though some folks find them strange or just not used to their unwavering passion for music or their passion on embracing the unknown. But still many would join to harmonize or sing with them when they perform at a local bar.

The vibe of the reader is basically this song Hearken by Yaelokre. It's not a released song yet. But if you search it on YouTube, you can watch their performance at Smoke & Barrels! The song is on timestamp 5:20

Apologies if this is too specific. You don't have to follow through all of this or even take my request ;;)/ I just love the idea of Sunday meeting a reader full of whimsy.

Waves of Lost Harmony

Summary: In a cozy bar, a mysterious figure with no memory of their past but a deep connection to music prepares for an impromptu performance. As they hum and set up, Sunday, a dignified and introspective individual, approaches, intrigued by the power of their music. Through their conversation, the figure speaks of music as a language of connection, uniting hearts in ways words cannot. Sunday, carrying his own burdens, finds himself moved by the performance and the figure’s perspective on peace, connection, and the power of living within a song. Their shared moment sparks a deeper understanding and an unspoken bond.

Tags: Sunday x Reader, Music, Impromptu Performance, Connection, Emotional Growth, Introspection, Warmth.

The bar was warm, a haven of clinking glasses and murmured conversations, the kind of place where the weight of the world seemed to ease, even if only for a moment. The soft glow of dimmed lights bathed the room in a cozy ambiance, casting long shadows on the walls. The sound of laughter and music filled the space, blending into a steady hum of life. For you, the one with no memory of the past but a deep connection to melodies that seemed to flow from your soul, this place felt like home.

You wandered through the bar with an infectious energy, humming a tune to yourself, the notes light as a breeze, full of promise and hope. Music was the thread that held you together in a world that was vast, chaotic, and ever-changing. It was the only constant you could rely on, a language you could speak without words.

And on this particular evening, you found yourself in a quiet corner, preparing for one of your impromptu performances. The people here, despite the oddness that some might feel in your presence, always found themselves drawn to your voice, your energy, your passion. It was an unspoken invitation to harmony.

As you set up, the gentle swish of feathers caught your ear. Turning, you found him standing there. Sunday, his eyes fixed on you, a calm yet introspective expression on his face. His wings fluttered slightly as he stepped into the room, his ethereal presence casting a soft glow in the dim light.

"I didn't expect to see you here," you remarked, your voice light and carefree. You gave him a wide smile, unaffected by the fact that you had no memory of his past or his leadership of the Oak Family.

Sunday raised an eyebrow, his posture dignified as always. "I find myself intrigued by your presence. Music has always been a medium of connection, but I never imagined it would be so... spontaneous here."

You laughed softly, the sound like a soft wind through leaves. "Music is never really spontaneous. It's the heart's truth speaking without restraint. It's my way of connecting with others. I don’t need to remember who I was to feel the notes that resonate with people."

Your words seemed to stir something in him—his gaze softened, the air around him thick with something unspoken. He glanced down at the piano beside you, where a few scattered instruments awaited their time to shine. "You speak of uniting hearts," he mused, his voice low. "And yet... what of the hearts that are already united? What of those who seek peace, not through connection, but through their own understanding?"

You tilted your head, considering his words. The melody that filled your chest seemed to pull the right notes together. "Maybe they just need to hear it differently," you said, a twinkle in your eye. "Music isn't just about uniting people in the same way—it’s about giving them the space to feel heard. You don't have to agree, but if you feel the rhythm, you'll know you're not alone."

There was a long pause between the two of you. Sunday’s gaze drifted toward the small crowd that had begun to gather in the lounge. The warmth of the bar’s glow, the smell of food and drinks mixing with the melodies, set the stage for your impromptu performance. You could feel the weight of his contemplative gaze, even as he held himself with the detachment of one who carried more than his share of the world’s burdens.

"You are... an interesting person," Sunday finally said, his voice tinged with something that could have been admiration—or something deeper. "You speak of music as if it were the answer to everything. I can see why others follow your lead. But what happens when the music fades?"

"Then we make a new song," you replied, shrugging lightly. "The melody never truly ends. It just changes, depending on who’s listening."

With that, you moved toward the stage, letting the energy of the room feed into your presence. Sunday watched, standing still, his thoughts unreadable. As you began to sing, your voice carried over the space, a soft but powerful sound that filled the air with a sense of yearning, a melody that pulled at the heartstrings and reminded everyone of what they sought—whether they knew it or not.

It wasn’t just a performance. It was a story. A bridge between hearts, souls, and worlds. You didn’t need to have a perfect memory to know that. The way people slowly gathered, drawn in by the call of your music, said enough. Sunday watched too, his golden eyes shining in the dim light, his lips barely curving upward as he observed.

Perhaps it wasn’t just the music that resonated with him. It was you—your ability to speak to others in a language he couldn’t quite master.

When the final note hung in the air, you opened your eyes and found Sunday standing closer now, his wings shifting lightly, as if the music had moved something inside him.

“You’ve reminded me,” he said quietly, “that sometimes, peace is not a goal. It is the journey. And perhaps... I’ve forgotten what it means to simply live within a song.”

You smiled at him, your heart full of an unspoken understanding. "You just have to listen."

In that moment, Sunday’s posture softened, his earlier distance giving way to something closer to warmth. And for the first time in a long while, you wondered if, maybe, your melodies had begun to do what they were meant to all along—draw together two souls seeking something they had forgotten to believe in.

[maymeteorite]

the astral express family as a unit is SO important to me.

starting with the trailblazer. confused, used, and hardly remembers anything about who they were before. the stellaron in their body is essentially a ticking time bomb. the personal fear that comes with that is already immense, and that's not even taking into account other people's perceptions. but they were accepted, immediately, stellaron and all. they aren't feared, they're loved. instead of others being protected from them, they're protected from others.

dan heng. scared, lost, and without a home to return to. his past tainted every step he took on the xianzhou, and despite the events of the main story, he's still working through how other people see him, as well as how he sees himself. he's never truly been SEEN before, not as dan heng over dan feng. but he's finally been given a place of acceptance. people who love him as he is, with no attachment to his past self. he's found not only a home that he can always go back to, but a home he WANTS to go back to.

march 7th. the girl who doesn't even remember her own name. we as people are shaped by our memories and out pasts. how can someone so young cope with the great unknown constantly looming over her head? companionship. compassion. the promise that no matter what that unknown brings, she is no longer alone. a hand to hold in the darkness, to guide her through the worst that the universe can bring.

welt yang. loss and grief have shaped the person he is today. the threat of the honkai means the constant fear and application of losing the people most important to you. to have a family in the world of the honkai is just about the most dangerous thing you can do, and he knows this firsthand. his memory is not tampered with, but rather incredibly clear. he was a child when his life was overridden by duty, and that duty is something he refuses to let go of, even now. but these people don't see his duty when they look at him. they don't see the herrscher of reason. they see mr. yang, the ever-reliable, slightly ancient, kind member of the crew.

himeko. everyone on the express will come and go, and the life of a nameless is an inherently lonely one. attachments cannot be too severe, lest severing them ends up destroying her. but here she is, with all her knowledge, loving these people anyway.

memory and acceptance are both key themes with the entire express crew. not just past memory, but the creation of new memories. better memories. the express is a place where who you are is inconsequential, and all that matters is that you're safe now. you're loved now. and you will be loved, no matter what happens. no matter what you do, say, or choose.

and something so constant is the glue that holds this group together. not only that, but something they all desperately need.

the trailblazer, young, confused, and scared, needs something to remind them that they aren't alone. something to latch onto, something to cling to that grounds them through the turmoil of hosting a stellaron. dan heng, the greatest criminal of the vidyadhara, needs something to remind him that there is hope. that his life will not always be weighed down by the mistakes of his predecessor, and that there are people out there who love HIM, just as he is, with no fine print or strings attached. march 7th, with nothing behind her, needs something ahead of her. something real, something concrete, something or someone that she can tangibly see, feel, and hold. the uncertainty and unknown hang over her head like a cloud, but that darkness feels much less scary when someone can hold her hand and tell her she's not alone anymore. welt yang, who's lived so long, been through so much, and lost so many, needs a new beginning. not that he's leaving behind the ties he has left, but forging new ones, with absolutely no strings attached to the identity of the herrscher of reason. think about why he never mentions his past in full; obviously for a multitude of reasons, one of which the subconscious desire for a life untainted by the honkai. and himeko, who left everything behind for her dreams, needs people different than her. something new. like-minded people follow the same principles; fulfill their life's purpose, and exit the express. however, in the midst of all that, she's gained more than colleagues, more than nameless, more than fleeting images of friends long gone. she's gained the unconditional love of a family.

and that's not even getting into the dynamic between just welt and himeko. the fact that himeko always feels alone, and then there's welt, who travelled the very cosmos just to protect the life of a former student he feels like he failed. the fact that she likely has no idea of this fact, and assumes he'll leave the express and return to his "real" family someday, when in reality, the only reason he stepped foot on the express in the first place was FOR her. BECAUSE of her. to protect HER.

i'm gonna be honest, even though void archives hasn't made an official appearance yet, and their motivations are obviously skewed due to the fact that they're not technically human, i would fit them into this too. they were never intended to live their own life. their origins and their programming prevents that. destroy the honkai, above all else, no matter the cost. after millennia of being trapped by otto, their own identity, what little of it existed, slipped through their fingers. why do you think they hate being compared to him so much, despite adopting so many of his patterns and mannerisms? what they need is a life of their own. which connects so deeply with what welt needs, too.

and i'm just spitballing here, but i have a theory that part of the reason they left the express in the first place was because they were afraid of the comeraderie they found there interfering with the reason for their existence.

addendum; if the stellaron is in fact a manifestation of the honkai, i NEED to see how that changes the trailblazer's relationship with everyone. especially given the fact that void archives was created to eradicate every form of the honkai, no matter the cost....

anyway. all this to say. i love the express family so much.

[writtenbyjeanofarc]

claiming the jackpot.

// warnings

non-canon compliant, a bit out of character. yandere. relationship inexperience. implied noncon.

// author’s note

Aventurine’s a little out of character for this imagine. There’s not much content of him on the wiki and I’ve been itching to write some stuff about this guy since he’s pretty new to Star Rail.

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Aventurine has always been pleased with the idea of claiming prizes he deemed rightfully his. Toying with the minds of others was what he did best; besides, what is there to satisfy him more than winning a game of chance? Gambling has always been his best feat, but moreover, he wasn’t the type to easily throw a fit over his losses in the heat of the game. In fact, these challenges and obstacles to this game of chance was what made him all the more feisty and insistent.

When he met you, he began staking out his claim like a panther and insisted you to be respectfully his and only his. Months into the friendship, you always showed signs of naivety since this was not a situation you had adequate experience around. Aventurine was unlike other men around. He treasured you, spent time with you, made you feel beautiful, loved, and appreciated for doing the bare minimum. Despite all this, you grew tired of his antics considering you weren’t actually ready for a serious relationship.

“He’s always this vibrant” — you thought. And you were right. He always displayed exemplary behavior when dealing with colleagues and members of the Astral Express. That was just a part of his charm. You chose to look at the big picture and imagine how your experiences with Aventurine would turn out provided you said ‘yes’ to his will of wanting to lure you in. But that wasn’t enough. You needed to dig deeper into the core of his being and sense any form of red flags in him while it still wasn’t too late.

There are many layers to Aventurine’s self — one that’s charismatic, friendly, and outgoing. Yet that’s just a tip of the iceberg according to your family and friends. What he hid from the masses, was what he displayed right before you at this very moment. A pissed, sarcastic Aventurine filled with pride and deceit.

The question remained in your thoughts — was a relationship with this shady, questionable man really worth pursuing?

There’s not enough chemistry between the two of you, was there? If you observed anything from the man himself, it was that he developed an addiction for gambling, playing games of endless possibilities and luck. And god knows what he does to his most precious jackpots.

You, a prize in his eyes, felt an overwhelming sense of urgency to run from his touch. Sure, he was polite enough to lend you some money for your college fees. But such treatment just wasn’t worth a reason for you to pursue hooking up with him. Before you could face Aventurine head on, he lifted you up bridal style, shoving you on the mattress with your face first. There’s not much you can do right now.

Sure, he was glammed up in luxurious jewelry and sported handsome, youthful features. He could spoil anyone he held dear for he had the gold to do so. But something wasn’t right. This relationship wasn’t right. It just felt so out of your control and the timing was off. But he didn’t stop.

Your mouth eventually complied with his tongue. Aventurine guides you through the whole process of pulling you in, claiming you as the grand prize of tonight’s game. It’s not as if you could resist any of his advances from now. He’s got millions of eyes glued upon you just like he had millions in his pocket.

“Beautiful. Such an eager little sweetheart. I’m going to take you nice and deep, and you’re going to be a good doll for me, yes?”

“N-no!!! Please, let me go!” you pleaded. Pled till your throat ran dry. You struggled against Aventurine’s strength as you shook your head from left to right, indicating your resistance towards his touch. “I swear, I’ll do anything, just please, let me go! I’m sick of our relationship being this way!”

“Ah, ah, ah, better watch what you say, little one. Those who seize the night may be out to get you, yet none of them went the extra mile to actually express their love for you.” Aventurine chuckled condescendingly. “From this day onward, you’re going to regret leaving me.”

Against your will, you felt something similar to a sword hilt impale you like an uppercut, It was Aventurine’s length stretching every last bit of your sanity, hell, even your pride.

His moans. You couldn’t get enough of it. Despite being naked and restrained in his king-sized bed, you felt his body heat radiate in front of yours, feeling the friction of his thrusts that grew guttural as time passed.

“Hah. I’ve been addicted to the art of gambling for quite a long time now, and it’s been a long time noting how……fascinating it is to actually claim the most precious prize of them all…..All of it, as mine.”

“I’m not yours! Ngh!” you exclaimed, stifling a moan.

“Yes, my dear. Yes, you are.” Aventurine sneered. “One of these days, you’re going to get used to this. Used to having my eyes set upon the fragile, feeble you. I’m going to meet you in that beautiful afterglow as I make this relationship the best you ever had. And that time….is tonight.”

“It would be better if you just do as I say. Otherwise, I’ll just find more ways to sneak up on you and make you mine.” he added.

With that, he, once again, pressed his lips onto yours, shutting you up for the sake of shutting you up.

And there he was, plainly confessing his undying love (and lust) for your presence as a lovely jackpot.

[mxdarling]

[first years]

INFORMATION:

-> the lovely batch of first-year students, their appearances scream youthful glow and rebellious nature. as you get to know them throughout your school year, you'll start to realize that, they all share the same inexperienced approach towards love.

(masterlist) - (second years | third years)

INTRODUCTIONS:

MARCH 7TH | TOUR GUIDE & PHOTOGRAPHER

-> she is a cheerful girl who has the honor of serving as your tour guide on your first day. from what you can gather from your classmates, she's an overly friendly and cute girl who's part of the photography club and is considered one of the best of the best in the club. plus her association with the organization "astral express" as a member, her name has reached many ears. she's one of the members that people consider to be the most approachable.

[ "hello, new student! it is i, march 7th, your lovely tour guide for today! i'll make sure your first day will be a blast!" ]

CAELUS | TWO RACOONS IN A POD

-> an awkward guy who doesn't say much, but he's definitely a chaotic fellow who tends to go head first, then think. he isn't exactly related to stelle, his friend and classmate, but many people have already assumed they were twins. not just because of their similar appearances but because of their personalities too. both he and stelle have a strange behavior of rummaging through many trash cans on the school grounds. working alongside march 7th and stelle in the organization "astral express,"  people say he, stelle, march, and dan heng are inseparable.

[ "awh.. nothing good in this one.. oh- hi! would you like to join me in trash hunt finding?" ]

STELLE | TWO RACOONS IN THE POD

-> also an awkward gal who doesn't say much, but she's much more sassier—perhaps even a bit easier to provoke than her supposed "twin." time and time again, she's told people that she and caelus aren't blood related whatsoever, but they never really drop it; both she and caelus have a strange behavior of rummaging through many trash cans on the school grounds. working alongside march 7th and caelus in the organization "astral express,"  people say she, caelus, march, and dan heng are inseparable.

[ "hey! caelus and i had a bet who's better at this game, wanna help me beat his ass?" ]

ASTA | HEAD OF THE ASTRONOMY CLUB

-> one of the more popular freshmen, her sweet personality and pretty appearance have put her in quite the spotlight among her peers, plus her family's pockets are deeper than your debts. lots of people have speculated about her relationship with arlan, but she insists nothing is ever beyond friends between them (which some have a hard time believing). due to her diligent and serious nature towards astronomy, she has been appointed as the head of the astronomy club. as of now, she and arlan are working under the name of "herta's research station".

[ "i need this thesis done by tonight and after that i- oh! hello there! i apologize for the mess, i haven't got the time to clean up..." ]

ARLAN | HEAD OF THE SECURITY DEPARTMENT

-> the quiet, intimidating looking guy who sits at the back of the class. you could say he's the exact opposite of his friend, asta, who's popular and friendly-looking to their peers. some were even surprised that he was a friend of hers and started speculating about the status of their "friendship," and like asta, he too has denied anything that went beyond platonic. he was tasked with being the head of the security department because of his excellent fighting skills and his hypervigilance towards his surroundings. as of now, he and asta are working under the name of "herta's research station".

[ "please.. be careful around this parts, it's better to have a friend or someone from the security department go with you..." ]

LI SUSHANG | CLUMSY SWORDFIGHTER

-> an enthusiastic and naive girl who firmly believes in the philosophy of "be eager to help those in need." her swordsmanship skills reflect her title as a newcomer to the swordfighting club, but there's still a long way to go before she can truly perfect her skills and capabilities and maybe get a spot in the "clouds knights". many have pointed out that she and guinaifen are often seen trying out one of guinaifen's performing arts and going on a trip to the nurse's office. sometimes it's her who's in bad shape, sometimes it's guinaifen who's in bad shape, or sometimes even both are in bad shape!

[ "one day, my name will go down in history as a legend from the cloud knights! you'll be there when i reach my goal, right?" ]

GUINAIFEN | SWORD ARTS PERFORMER

-> described as a passionate and vivacious young girl, and just in her first year alone, she's gained a high number of fans and followers due to being a street performer. usually, after classes, she can be seen at the back of the academy performing stunts and tricks for students and teachers alike. on special occasions, she collabs with her best friend, sushang, during her performances. though, it seems nearly impossible to not see at least one of them injured after performing. they probably spend more time in the nurse's office than all their classes combined.

[ "hello! hello! welcome all to little gui's performance and lucky you, i've chosen you to be my little guest for today!" ]

SILVER WOLF | THE LONE GAMER

-> the one who skips classes the most, the few times she does attend classes, is if the other "stellaron hunters" are present, and the other three also rarely ever attend their own classes. many have attempted to try and find her when they were tasked with fetching the little troublemaker, yet give up each time. it's like she's always just out of the reach of everyone in the academy, and when they do actually get a hold of her, she completely ignores them in favor of her video games.

[ "can't you see i'm in the middle of a game? this boss fight is particularly difficult and i need to fight it in peace." ]

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[jymwahuwu]

I sometimes think about a yandere and their low self-esteem darling.

I just know Jing Yuan is going to be both the best and the worse with his overbearing affection. Like, what do you mean you don't feel like enough? Nu-uh. Not under Jing Yuan's watch.

Same with Dan Feng because then you'll have all the eyes of the Luofu on you, analysing your every move and waiting for you to commit an error, but at the same time it's a big ego boost having THE Dan Feng in love with you. (I dunno tho. Feels like the cons outweighs the pros)

I can't pinpoint how Blade could work with such a darling because he doesn't seem to be the vocal type (I would even dare to say he seems to be a bit awkward). Do you think he would take pointers from the other Stellaron hunters on how to reassure his darling?

I can't think anything for Dan Heng T-T because, on one hand I feel like he too would be a bit awkward, but at the same time he's also genuinely so sweet (I just know his love language is act of services).

-CW: yandere, kidnapping, masturbation

Ah…you, who have low self-esteem, are so adorable to Jing Yuan. Are you so low on self-esteem, shy and uncomfortable giving a presentation to a group? So what about facing the entire Xianzhou Alliance? Absolutely terrified. Jing Yuan can understand everyone's different personalities, but he really didn't expect you to have such low self-esteem, thinking that you don't deserve better, or that you don't have enough ability.

Sometimes Jing Yuan deliberately puts you into social situations where only he can save you. Seeing your hands clenching the clothes on his chest and shaking, he really…well, he still has strong patience. Jing Yuan only clenched his fists and masturbated when he got home, imagining you bouncing on him.

Dan Feng. Maybe you don't know - He chose you out of millions of stars, and only you are suitable to be His spouse. And he never hesitated or regretted his decision. He's a little annoyed by your inferiority complex - which is obviously unnecessary! He forces you to look into his eyes for minutes at a time, claiming it's training…

Blade maintains "-_-" most of the time. You are too inferior and always lower your head to avoid his gaze. Of course other Stellaron Hunters help him, Kafka will tell you to name ten of your own strengths, and Silver Wolf will show you a photo of Blade being pranked while sleeping…

As you said, Dan Heng himself is a bit embarrassing. This should be the most comfortable environment for you. Except for kidnapping, he will not force you to speak or admit anything, but will accompany you silently and listen to you. And the members on Astral Express will also accept them as their new family <3 <3

[elyasx]

First time meeting the Astral Express

I just love Joey and Welt so much! I wish there would be a fanfic like this where The Astral express gets to meet Joey <3

Like Imagine:

Himeko would be all motherly and sweet with Joyce, waiting for him to make sure he is comfortable talking to her and not pressing him or anything

March would be super excited and happy because there is a new member to the family! She would probably be a bit pressuring him to like talk and such but she would make him happy and giggling everytime

Dan Heng would probably be a softie and he would probably scare Joey away at first. After seeing his dragon form Joey would probably be his new best friend.

The Trailblazer would probably make Joey laugh all day bc of stupid jokes or some stupid action they did, they would probably be a bad influence