#robin x march

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Land of Dreams // Stelle x March 7th (Stelle x Firefly, March x Robin)

March gets jealous of Firefly. So she decides to make Stelle jealous, too.

Stelle x March 7th (Platonic Stelle/Firefly, March/Robin) Contents: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, Jealousy, Established Relationship

(AU just a happy day in penacony. noone dies cuz hoyo are mean)

-x-

March’s blood boiled. She had been wandering around the dreamscape of Penacony in search of her girlfriend: Stelle, only to discover that the Trailblazer had been hanging around some new girl she had recently met.

“...I wish you a great time in the dream, and I shall not interrupt your… date?” March had overheard some dark-haired woman say towards Stelle and her new ‘friend’.

“N-No, we’re not on a date!” the girl’s voice trembled. March scoffed. She waited for Stelle to say that they weren’t dating, or that she was in fact taken by the one and only March 7th. But no. Nothing.

March noticed the smug smile on Stelle’s face as she turned her head slightly.

The dark-haired woman laughed at the girl’s response.

March didn’t know whether or not to feel angry or sad or both. Most likely both. An even deeper feeling of betrayal sat disgustingly inside her.

Moments later, the group of people March had been spying on dispersed. Apart from Stelle and that girl…

“Come on, Firefly. It’s about time you show me around some more…” Stelle said, the smile on her face was soft. March seethed at the sight.

Firefly’s face was still red from what the woman had said earlier.

“Yep! Okay!” she said before grabbing Stelle’s hand and dragging her towards the nearby road in order to cross.

A sad frown appeared on March’s face.

-x-

March’s eyes snapped opened, forcing herself awake. She climbed out of the water and immediately became dry upon exiting the pool. A part of her regretted even falling asleep and going to the dream land of Penacony. Tears formed in her eyes as she replayed the memory in her head, the soft look on Stelle’s face whenever she would look at Firefly was engrained into her mind. Stelle hardly ever showed emotion, it was hard to get her to crack a smile… So how come this random girl could do it with ease?

A few hours later, she was greeted by Himeko and Welt in the hotel’s bar.

“Did you enjoy the dream, March?” Himeko asked.

March nodded, a fake smile plastered on her face, “Y-Yeah! I wish I could see the photos I took whilst I was there…”

Both Welt and Himeko excused themselves to go to the bar and grab some drinks.

March anxiously tapped her fingers on the table, her eyes darting towards a nearby staircase waiting for Stelle’s arrival.

As if on cue, the silver-haired woman made an appearance – a neutral look on her face. The normal look she usually has on her face…

Stelle took a seat next to March and kissed her on the cheek, “Have a nice dream, March?” she said.

March shrugged, “It was okay… Just did some sight seeing.”

Stelle rested her head on March’s shoulder and wrapped an arm around her waist. March could never resist Stelle’s touch, not even now despite being upset with her.

“Hmm… I bet you took lots of photos. We have to meet up in the dream so you can show me them… If they’ve saved, of course.”

March nodded before gulping harshly, “W-What about you? Do anything fun?”

Stelle waited for a moment before speaking, “Well I bet on some slot machines… Explored a little… Watched a sentient billboard get hit by a car…” Stelle laughed slightly at that.

March bit her lip to stop herself from accusing Stelle of anything, “Anything else? Meet any interesting people?”

“I chatted to the odd person here and there,” Stelle was too busy messing with a loose thread on March’s shirt, her other hand was still secured around her waist, “We should meet up next time. I missed you.”

Her heart ached. Both from the love she had for Stelle and from the betrayal she felt.

A shaky hand made its way onto Stelle’s thigh, “Okay.”

Stelle would be lying if she said she didn’t notice March’s off behaviour. She brushed it off and decided to just show her some love and comfort in hopes of getting her to open up.

“I can’t wait,” Stelle lifted her hand from March’s shirt to cup the shorter girl’s jaw and turn her head. She leaned in to place a soft kiss against her lips, causing the latter’s cheeks to turn just as pink as her hair. Stelle pulled back with a smirk.

God, that smirk. The butterflies in March’s stomach were out of control.

But the hollow bit behind those butterflies was filled with dread.

-x-

A couple dreams later and March finally got her chance. Her chance to make Stelle feel what she felt.

She had expressed her interest in Robin when they first arrived at the hotel a few days ago, so she would have to up her game to make Stelle think that she was actually in love with the singer.

Her eyes darted towards Stelle who was at a slot machine in the distance. She had been at it for almost an hour, saying ‘one more try’ at least ten times. The one and only Robin had made an appearance a few minutes ago, immediately locking eyes with March and offering a friendly wave.

March wasted no time in approaching her.

“Robin!”

“Hey, cutie. March, right?” she smiled.

Nodding, March smiled right back, “That’s the name.”

“What I can help you with, March?”

Ideas drifted within March’s head. She returned her gaze towards her girlfriend, and Robin looked over too.

“I miiight need your help with Stelle.”

“Your friend?” Robin wondered, “Did something happen?” worry was clearly in her voice.

March shook her head, “No! Well… Not really? I don’t know!”

A comforting hand landed on March’s shoulder, “What’s wrong?”

She bit her lip before sighing, “Is it bad that I really want to make Stelle jealous?”

“Oh?” a smile appeared on Robin’s face, “Why would you want to do that?”

“Because…! Because she made me jealous first!”

Robin couldn’t help but think March looked cute when she tried to be angry.

“Hmm… I don’t think it would be morally right of me but…”

“Please!” March pouted, “She’s been hanging around with some girl in here and she acts as if she isn’t!”

Robin’s hand on March’s shoulder moved up to underneath March’s chin. She was already beginning to play along but it caught March off guard, her breath hitching.

“Are you and Stelle…?”

“Together. Yes.”

Cocking her head, Robin questioned, “Then what’s the problem? You love her, she loves you, I assume.”

March’s face turned red, “I-I mean. Yes, of course! I think? We’ve never really told each other but…”

Robin took a quick glance towards Stelle, the latter visibly clutched the sides of the slot machine harshly, her eyes occasionally looked over towards Robin and March.

“Hmm... Well I can tell you she looks agitated right now,” she stepped slightly closer to March.

“I’m just angry that she’s dodged the question every time I’ve asked her about who she’s met in the dream land.”

“Have you ever considered that she perhaps doesn’t want to hurt your feelings by telling you that she’s been hanging out with another girl?”

March’s mind had been clouded with doubt for the past few days so she’d never explored any other options, “No…”

“Just a thought,” Robin added, “It may be that she has simply made a new friend… How long have you and Stelle been together?”

“A few months…” March’s voice was clearly sad now.

Robin pulled her into a hug, “You should talk it through. She must love you if she’s stayed with you.”

“You might be right,” March let out a defeated sigh as she returned the hug. A part of her completely forget her original mission of making Stelle jealous.

But she was quickly reminded when her raccoon of a girlfriend made an appearance.

“Hey, March! Hey, Robin!”

March quickly pulled away from Robin and made some distance. Stelle’s usual neutral look looked angrier than usual.

“H-Hey, Stelle! I was just catching up with Robin here!” March smiled.

“It’s good to see you, Trailblazer,” Robin nodded.

And then an unsettling silence engulfed the three. March looked down at the ground, already starting to feel guilty for what she had asked Robin to do.

Robin quickly excused herself, wanting to make March and Stelle talk about whatever they were feeling asap. March looked at her with a pleading look, Robin quickly made her escape before March could voice any protests.

The silence continued between the two girlfriends.

Stelle cleared her throat, “So… You seem close with Robin already.”

“Ah… Yeah. We were just chatting. She was giving me some advice on some stuff I’ve been having problems with.”

The jealousy within Stelle rose at that comment. Why couldn’t March confide in her instead?

Stelle sighed, “Look, March… I’ve noticed that you’ve been off for the past few days. You know you can always talk to me, right? Why did you tell Robin about whatever is going on but not me?”

“I’m sorry,” March muttered, looking down at the ground.

Shaking her head, Stelle forced a smile onto her face and took a step closer to March, “Can we talk? Please? I don’t want us to have this weird tension between us any more.”

“We are talking,” March said, looking up.

“I mean outside of the dream. I want it to be real.”

March’s heart swelled upon seeing the sincere look on Stelle’s face. The fact that Stelle wanted to actually talk things through made March feel relieved. The love she had for Stelle seemed to only grow as the minutes passed by.

March nodded, “Okay. Please.”

-x-

Stelle quickly exited the pool and ran to the door, she exited her room and made her way towards March’s. She took a deep breath in preparation before knocking on the door.

Moments later, the pink-haired girl slowly opened the door. She stepped aside allowing Stelle to enter, the door was closed behind her.

“This is better,” Stelle said, already feeling better about being next to March outside of the dream. The warmth that radiated from her just felt different than it does in the dream land.

March nodded as she and Stelle sat down on the sofa together. The shorter girl played with her own fingers, anxiety bubbled inside of her. A pair of soft and warm hands landed on top of hers. Stelle rubbed March’s knuckles soothingly, trying to calm her nerves.

“Lets just… start with what’s been bothering you. Okay?” Stelle said, doing her best to be patient.

That was when the floodgates opened. Tears immediately pooled into March’s eyes. Stelle wasted no time in moving in closer to pull March into her chest, her arms securely wrapped around the girl’s waist.

March reciprocated, her own arms came up to wrap around Stelle’s neck. It was rare that she ever got a hug like this from her girlfriend. It was always the best feeling.

March hummed happily into Stelle’s neck, breathing in her scent. She couldn’t help but grimace slightly. Of course she smelled like trash. She couldn’t help but smile at how weird her girlfriend could be sometimes.

“You okay?” Stelle asked, a hand coming up to rest on the back of March’s neck.

“Y-Yes. Just got a lot of emotions going on right now.”

“Hmm?”

March pulled away slightly to look into Stelle’s eyes. Her heart skipped a beat upon realising how close their faces were, she couldn’t stop herself from letting her eyes flicker down to Stelle’s lips. The latter smirked in response.

March buried her face back into Stelle’s neck to hide her blush, “S-Stop!”

A chuckle escaped Stelle, “Sorry… Come on… Tell me what’s gotten you all upset,” she gently thread her fingers through pink locks.

March clutched the back of Stelle’s coat, “You have to promise me that you won’t think I’m stupid.”

“Mm, can’t promise that,” she used the arm wrapped around March’s waist to squeeze her lovingly.

“Stelle!” she pulled back with an angry puppy dog look on her face.

“Okay, okay! I promise! I swear!” there was a dumb smile on Stelle’s face which March found completely irresistible.

March finally took a deep breath and nodded, “Okay. Can you tell me who Firefly is?” she finally mentioned the name, she felt some of the weight come off of her shoulders.

“Ah. Okay,” the smile remained on her face, “Firefly…” her fingers subconsciously rubbed March’s side as she thought about what to say, “Well, I ran into her in the dream land. She needed some help so I stepped in and saved her from some guys who were harassing her. And then we kind of just became friends after that. She showed me around a bit and we meet up in the dream when we can. She’s the one who introduced me to gambling on the slot machines, actually.”

March remained silent. Stelle immediately noticed the hurt look on her face.

“Are you perhaps… Jealous?” the hand on the back of March’s neck came round to rest on her cheek, she held her there so she could look deep into her eyes, “Because if you are… You have nothing to be jealous of, March.”

The way she said her name made March’s heart beat fast.

“It was nice to find a friend in the dream land. But she could never compare to you, March. Never. You’re my friend. My best friend. But most importantly you’re my girlfriend.”

March’s glossy eyes seemed to only become more tear-filled, “You didn’t deny it when that woman accused you two of dating.”

And now Stelle understands why March is distrusting.

“I’m sorry. In the moment I thought it was funny. I should’ve told Acheron that I was with you and not Firefly,” Stelle sighed with guilt, “I’m guessing you missed the part after where I told Firefly that I had a girlfriend. I’d never put what we have together at risk, March… I know how you feel. I’ll admit, I was a little jealous with how touchy Robin was being with you.”

“Sorry. I asked her to make you jealous.” “Well, it definitely worked,” her armed tightened around March possessively. She pulled March into her lap, the pink-haired girls legs braced on either side of Stelle’s thighs.

Stelle ran her hands up March’s sides, “I wanted to smash those slot machines with my bat to get my frustration out. I didn’t like the way she looked at you.”

“S-She was playing a part, I’m sorry,” March rested her hands on Stelle’s shoulders.

“Even so…” she sighed, “Look… I promise to let everyone know I’m officially taken if the matter ever comes up again.”

“I’m sorry for making this such a big deal.”

“It’s not a big deal, March. If there’s anything that I’m doing that’s bothering you, then you can always tell me and we can work it out together.”

A small smile appeared on March’s face, “Well, now that you mention it. Your dumpster diving…”

Stelle laughed, “Now that’s something we can’t compromise on.”

“Worth a shot,” March giggled.

The pair ended up in a comfortable silence. Their eyes would occasionally look into one another's before looking away out of anxiety. March played with some random dust that had settled on Stelle’s shoulders, Stelle focused on how March’s waist fit into her hands.

Stelle was completely in love with this girl in her lap right now. She felt bad for making March feel otherwise.

March felt the exact same way.

Stelle decided to lift a hand up to March’s cheek to make her look at her, “I… I hope this has sorted some things between us.”

March nodded, leaning into Stelle’s hand, “Mhm…”

“However, there is one other problem here.”

A frown quickly appeared on March’s face, worry clearly in her eyes, “What-?”

A finger landed on March’s lips to effectively shush her, “The problem is you don’t know how I feel about you.”

March was certain that Stelle could feel how fast her heart was beating.

Stelle moved her hand back to its original place on March’s cheek, “I should’ve told you this sooner. We’ve been dating for a few months now, but I’ve loved you for longer. You’re incredible, March. Nobody could ever make me change how I feel about you. I love y-.”

March caught Stelle off guard by surging forwards, connecting their lips in a heated kiss. Stelle’s eyes slipped closed before finally returning the kiss, pulling the girl in her lap as close to her body as she possibly could.

A thumb rubbed March’s cheek in affection as the pair smiled into the kiss. A heavy blush coated March’s face as she pulled away, her fingers moved to play with the strands of Stelle’s silver hair.

“I guess…” her voice was soft and shaky at first, “I guess I love you too.”

“You guess?” Stelle’s smile was huge, March felt lucky being the one to see her like this.

A smug smile crept its way onto March’s face, “Yeah. You’re alright.”

Stelle tickled March’s sides, causing the girl to squirm and laugh as she tried to get away, “I think what you meant to say is: I love you so much, Stelle! You are amazing and the best intergalactic base baller there is and nobody in the universe is better than you.”

“S-Stop!” March giggled, “Okay okay! I love you so much, Stelle, you are amazing a-and the best intergalactic base baller there is!” Stelle pinched her sides once more, “Ugh, fine. And nobody in the universe is better than you.”

“Why, thank you, March. I’m touched,” Stelle leant back into the sofa, a content smile on her face.

“Geez, you’re such a handful,” March rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t stop her own smile. She felt nothing but love radiating off of Stelle as her golden eyes continued to admire her.#

Stelle had to shake her head to snap herself out of it, “So. We all good here?”

March nodded, “I think so.”

“No more making Robin be your fake girlfriend,” Stelle pouted.

“She wasn’t my fake girlfriend. But I swear, no more jealousy.”

“Good. And I promise to tell people I’m taken if they ask,” her hands moved down to run up March’s legs.

March shivered under her touch, “Mhm. G-Good,” she leaned forward rest her head on Stelle’s shoulder.

Stelle smiled to herself as she breathed in March’s scent. She loved to tease March.

Stelle wouldn’t admit it, but seeing Robin flirt with March sent her mind into a spiral. The anger and hurt she felt when she saw Robin touching her girlfriend was indescribable. Her arms came to wrap around March possessively as her mind became muddled.

She loved March and she regretted not telling her sooner.

“I love you, Stelle,” March’s voice was muffled against silver hair.

Stelle’s breath hitched at the softness in March’s tone. Hearing March say it like this was much better than before.

A tear fell from Stelle’s eye as she kissed the top of March’s head, “I love you, too, March.”

They would both head to the next few dreams together in Penacony’s dream land. Stelle was excited to show off her girlfriend who was the one and only: March 7th.

Firefly was already mentally preparing to hear Stelle gush about March non-stop.

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My silly goobers

Full pic ↓

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Robinmarch sketch that I might finish digitally(like use this as the sketch and complete it digitally) and clean up featuring my horse designs for March and Robin

[eternity-death]

Penacony Reactions to you spanking them

No TW’s I think. Just sillies being silly. Established relationship with Reader in all these hc’s.

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Hanabi

Head snaps 180° at you and you scream.

She’s traumatized you and now you will never do it again.

This doesn’t stop her from getting you back, though. And she’ll do it in public to make it worse. It’s not a one-and-done deal either, it becomes a regular thing.

You’ve just sentenced yourself to a life of sore-booty and humiliation. Was it really worth it?

Black Swan

Stares at you.

Her expression is a little hard to read and the longer she looks at you the more you feel implored to apologize.

She’s not mad though, she’s actually rather amused. And she’s getting even more entertainment by watching you squirm.

Eventually she gives and just chuckles. If you’ll allow her, then she’ll give you a nice tap on the butt too.

Sampo

He does that one goofy (Mickey mouse) scream.

Very animated reaction. Jumps 10 feet off the ground and covers his behind. He looks back at you like a kicked puppy but you know it’s all fake.

Sniffles and says smthn like, “How could you do this to your best bud, Sampo?”

Gets you back when you least expect it. Like you actually scream bloody murder because your guard is down and you can’t hear him sneak up on you bc he’s light on his feet. It doesn’t matter if you’re in public either. Be very afraid.

Aventurine

“Woah! Getting a little frisky, eh?”

If you’ve got something separating you two like a chair or a counter, he will chase you around it to reach you. Spanks you back, harder, with zero hesitation.

He starts tapping your butt as a regular thing afterwards. Almost like a greeting.

“Hey babe.” Then a light slap. When he feels extra mischievous he’ll grab it.

Acheron

You are unable to slap her booty because she catches your hand before it makes contact.

Just kind of looks at you and goes, “What are you doing.”

You explain to her that spanking is a sort of gesture between close companions. She doesn’t quite get it but decides to just go with it.

Later on, when she greets you, she strikes her hand down on your behind so hard that your teeth clatter. She asks if she did it right with such a hopeful tone, that you can’t find it in yourself to tell her that shattering someone’s pelvis is not part of the gesture. (When she does find out that she’s hurt you she apologizes deeply and coddles you)

Dr. Ratio

Lets out a high pitched yelp.

Gives you the most scandalized look and defensively rubs his tush.

“Did you really just do what I think you did?”

Strategizes a way to get you back. He has a blackboard with physics equations for the perfect angle and fall of his hand, pinned papers and calendars with your schedule and his, etc. He’s terrible at hiding his intentions too. When the time comes for his revenge you already anticipate it. What you didn’t anticipate was how strong he was. You guess those biceps aren’t just for show.

Firefly

Why would you ever? What kind of monster are you?

She yelps and just stares at you; hands covering her behind, face flushed, and her mouth agape.

Apologize.

Sam

You have a death wish.

Another one who catches your hand before you can spank. He just puts your hand back in your lap and goes, “No.”

He actually just doesn’t want you to hurt yourself. His… butt… isn’t very soft, you see.

If you want him to, he’ll lightly tap yours back.

March 7nth

Gasps and launches herself at you with full intention of getting you back.

It turns into a chase, where you run in circles around the gazebo until she gets too tired and gives up.

You laugh about it but later forget. Little do you know, March has been scheming ever since.

“AHA!” You feel a harsh slap against your behind and yelp. The vendor you were talking to looks at you and your girlfriend as if you’ve both grown an extra head. She laughs victoriously, “See? I told you payback was coming!”

Robin

“Oh!!!” Gasps and covers herself. She’s a little freaked out at first but once she see’s it’s you she giggles.

You don’t really expect her to spank you back but she does. With the same amount of force that you used.

It kinda escalates into a competition where you two see who can land the most spanks in one day. Just don’t do it in front of her brother.

You’re losing btw.

Sunday

Do NOT spank him in public. He will be very crossed with you. Not funny did not laugh.

You may proceed with the spank if you are in private though.

He actually squeaks when you do. Then once the initial shock wears off he laughs, incredibly amused by you. Doesn’t say it but he plans on returning the favor.

When he does get you back you don’t expect it. You’re probably cooking or marking off the calendar when he passes you and goes, “Good morning, my love.” And then he slaps your butt. Moderate strength, enough to make you yelp but not enough to sting.

[heissenn]

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 hsr fem! characters x fem!reader a sneak peak of what its like dating your favorite hsr character. includes: himeko, serval, seele, stelle, bronya, march 7th, ruan mei, herta, robin tags: tooth-aching fluff, smut on robin's part

himeko

being in a relationship with himeko means being in a relationship with coffee. her caffeine addiction would lead to both of you going on coffee dates. although she would never force you to like coffee if you don’t prefer it. these ‘coffee dates’ just consists of her drinking her exquisite blend while you sip the beverage of your preference, whether it be tea or juice or even alcohol. the important part is that you both enjoy a relaxing time together.

as your relationship grow, these ‘coffee dates’ evolved into a ritual to go to cafes or bars to every planet you go to. there’s always a glimmer in her golden eyes that makes you wonder if she came to this planet to taste test rather than exploring it. himeko tries to hide it but she always looks like a little kid given a new toy every time her taste buds come across something new and himeko would never stop until she tasted all the coffee beans and coffee blends the planet has to offer, not forgetting to buy a bulk to stock in the express.

“darling, how about this? roasted beef and curry frappe. maybe this tickles your fancy?” himeko reads the obnoxious name aloud as she hand you the cup graciously. just the name makes you want to shake your head in refusal but himeko’s sweet smile brainwashes you into nodding your head.

you take a sip from the cup and it took you your everything to school your features. there’s a bubbling at the pit of your stomach and you have an inkling that its not the usual butterflies himeko gives you. “it’s amazing, love. i’m sure the others would want a cup.” you say imagining the others' reaction.

serval

serval would prefer dates that are a bit more hands-on. she would take a page from lynx’s book and take you out on a camping date to watch the aurora. it's been long since she went camping but the knowledge from when she was serving in the army still remains in her.

but instead of preparing the camping materials beforehand, she’d be the type to just go with the flow. she’d bring a few essentials and the rest will be decided along you go and with serval’s quick thinking. the camping goes smoothly for the most part aside from some hiccups like monsters and serval burning the food.

she’d bring her guitar along too, of course. she’d play for you with the aurora as witness and the hearth of the camp fire embracing the both of you with warmth.

“the view looks amazing here, serval. thank you for taking me here,” you look up at the countless streaks of emerald painting the sky. “yes, it’s breathtaking,” serval mutters in reply and you turn towards her to see her blue eyes already on you. she smiles at you before standing up and going inside the tent, leaving you confused. she comes back with her guitar.

“i know this is cheesy but i thought it wouldn’t hurt being romantic from time to time,” she plops downs and gives the acoustic a few strums. “i dedicate this song to you, my love.”

bronya

as the supreme guardian, she is always swamped with work thus there are only a few times when she goes outside. this also means that dates between the two of you are rare if you don’t count eating meals with her.

she can’t really take you on movies like normal couples because it would take the whole facility to be rented out and bronya’s nice enough to think about the other civilians whose plans might be ruined because of her personal endeavors. the times that she is able to go outside, she takes you for a walk in the gardens. you both walk down the flower path, talking about anything and everything. both of your hands are intertwined as the both of you admired all the kinds of plants that managed to withstand belobogs harsh climates.

at the end of the path awaits a picnic she readied herself, she insists that she should be the one to prepare without any help from the servants to add her personal touch. the act of preparing sandwiches and picking the right blanket has special value to bronya since she can’t be there for you to do acts of service most of the time.

after your appetite is satiated, both of you lay down to admire the sky. bronya falls asleep besides you peacefully, even sleep is a luxury the supreme guardian can’t afford nowadays so you’re glad to see her rest. you press a kiss to her forehead as bronya forgets the worries of the planet and the responsibilities of a huge title.

“peanut butter and jelly, check. grilled cheese, check. orange juice, check. apple juice, check.” bronya mutters as she goes through the menu she prepared for the third time. it’s not as grandiose as one would think when dating the supreme guardian but she prepared a little bit of each, to say the least, to make up for the simplicity.

she heard footsteps from behind and saw you approaching. she wipes her sweaty hands on her skirt, your relationship has been going on for quite a while but still you never fail to make her nervous. “sorry. i hope i didn’t make miss supreme guardian wait for too long,” you smile at her and bronya’s heart soars. “you’re just in time,” she pats the spot beside her. you sit beside her not before raising your eyebrows at the plethora of food baskets laid in front of you.

“bronya, you didn’t have to prepare all of this,” you were touched to find the amount of effort your girlfriend put. “this is the least i could do. i’ve been neglecting my duties to you, allow me to make up for it,” she takes your hands and kiss the back of it, a gesture she couldn’t do in public.

stelle

the perfect bonding time for stelle is rummaging through trash cans together but since not everyone can appreciate the art of opening trash cans she’s fine with something similar. that’s how most of your dates are: going to junk shops or thrift stores. she like going over all the trinkets even if the item doesn’t have any particular use or is unable to operate anymore. she’s more interested in the history: how it was made and how it ended up there.

i feel like she’s also interested with unopened safes or treasure boxes and she’d buy them just so you can both guess what’s inside and opening them together. think of blind boxes they sell online. then you’ll make up wild stories of the items.

she’s probably friends with the owners and the staff. everytime both of you go somewhere new you’d both make it a point to go to the local junk shop. it helps both of you to learn about the lifestyle and culture of the planet.

you probably have a pile of random things that stelle found in your room. most of the time they remind her of you something like “this toothbrush made me think of that one time you washed the sink” or somthing. the item doesn’t really correlate with the memory but its more than enough to prove her unconditional love for you

you hear a knock on your door and you open it to find your girlfriend beaming at you while holding up two trash bags. “look what i got, babe!” she smiles at you proudly. “that’s great, stelle! i’ll go prepare a bath,” you say as you automatically head towards the bathroom, you were used to this. “nuhuh, where do you think you’re going?” stelle drops the reeking trash on your bedroom floor and snakes her hands around your waist to pull you close to her.“

we’re not going anywhere until i get my kiss,” she blinks her eyes at you like a cute puppy and you sigh before grabbing her sides of her face for a passionate kiss. she hums against your lips as the weight of her body crushes you. you both pull away breathless only for her to pout at you like a kicked puppy, “one more."

seele

seele may not admit it but she likes hanging out with kids. she says they annoy her and the only reason she’s with them is because she doesn’t want them causing headaches to natasha, who already has a lot on her plate. sometimes she says there is nothing to do anymore ever since the underworld and the overworld has been bridged and most of her former work is being handled by the silvermane forces.

but you know better, you never miss her little scowl every time she doesn’t find where the kids are hiding or hear her small grumbles when they ask her to go around town to find scraps for their play house. but you also don’t miss how she looks at them with the fondest eyes paired with softest smiles.

and if there is one thing she loves as much as she loves playing kids that would be seeing you play with them. you see it evident every time you catch her eyes while you lift the kids up in the air or pat them in the head or let them ride you back. and seeing you and the kids smile reminds her of why she joined wildfire in the first place, to protect these priceless smiles. she looks at the scene and suddenly she’s thinking about ways on how she can ask if you wanted to build a family with her. a family she could give the love she had that she wasn’t privileged to when she was growing up.

seele’s hands trace the back of your palm as you both lay in bed. you recognize it as the behavior she does when she wants to tell you something but couldn’t. so you switch from your position of laying flat on your back to face her fully to let her know your attention is on hers fully. she heaves a sigh, squirm and squeeze your hand in a series of fast motion and before you can react she’d already open her mouth.

“someday, it doesn't have to be right now, . it doesn't have to be anytime even, if you don't want to," seele starts and her eyes fly around the room. you rest your hand on her cheek and caress it.

another sigh escapes her. "someday, would you like to have a family with me?” seele asks and there’s hopeful tone in her voice that makes you swoon. “if that’s what you want, yes,” seele replies almost instantly. “no, i’m asking you.” and you response without missing a beat as well. “yes, i'd love to have kids with you, seele.” you say as you stroke her features and seele feels her eyes become wet at your words.

march 7th

it goes without saying that march likes taking pictures. and her favorite subject is you. there is a whole album of you in her phone that contains so much pictures she needed to buy several memory cards. she likes taking pictures in bursts so there are a lot of similar photos but she never deletes them even if the difference is a centimeter change in angles, she argues that each photo is precious.

she picks out the ones she likes best to print out and put in her scrapbook album. she spends hours on picking the right one and there are countless times where she has to resist the strong urge to just print everything. she writes the date of when it was taken and some notes (more like whole paragraphs expressing her love) to commemorate what you did that day. she decorates them with things that reminds her of that day. for example, she would take a picture of you with a flower crown and the page is decorated with the petals from the same flower. below that is a little message of what the flower meant and how it suited you.

when she is finished she gifts them to you on your anniversaries. and when you’re away or she has to go on expeditions, she definitely brings it with her to browse through when she misses you.

march delicately flips through the pages, caressing the photos, the colorful letters and the little stickers she vividly remembers putting there. “i can’t wait to see you again,” you can hear the pout in her voice through the phone. “give me lots of kisses when i come back?” she hates being away with you but the photo books make it a little more bearable.

“of course, as many as you want,” you say on the other side as you look through your own copy of photo book. a pile of them from when march gifted then to you on your anniversaries or when she felt like it. “or maybe you’d prefer something more than that?” you add suggestively. march turns bright pink and looks at a particular black leather bound photo book.

ruan mei

ruan mei can get a little occupied with her research to the point that she ignores her well-being and sometimes you just have to remind her that she hasn’t ascended to aeonhood yet and her body is still human with human needs and human boundaries.

she is not used to having other people care for her so the concept of it is relatively new. she was definitely surprised when you come to her lab with some snacks or some tea. and the thing with her is that, at first, she thought it was hindering her progress. maybe it’ll take a fight for her to actually realize she’s taking it for granted and apologize with feeding you with sweet treats, made by her of course. on the other hand, you learn to differentiate the time where you should step in or not over time.

however, ruan mei would grow too accustomed to your presence in her lab and would actually starting want you there more and more. before she can even realize, she’s putting more hours in her studies just so she can see you barging in with your cute frown, becoming slowly addicted to the warmth she feels every time she receives your care.

“i’m just gonna leave it here,” you say as you gently place the tray of cheesecake and orange juice on the unused table. “take a five, babe. the cheesecake wouldn’t be as delicious if you leave it for too long,” you give her a peck on her forehead and the scientist leans to your touch a little more so she can feel your lips better while her eyes scan through papers.

you turn to head towards the door and take your leave but a cold hand catches your wrist before you could move further away from her. “stay,” her tone was more commanding than pleading and her eyes are still trained on the words in front of her. but you knew she wasn’t reading it anymore. her hand goes to the nearest chair to pull it beside her but her hands paused suddenly. her palms hovers in the air for a second before she retracts it and pats her lap. you raise your eyebrows in amusement but indulge her nevertheless. after all, who were you to refuse.

herta

even in your relationship, the great herta is a bit too prideful for her own good. that’s why she relies on her puppets to convey her emotions to you but even her puppets are emotionally constipated so there's not much of a difference. but it's herta so she still makes it work in her favor anyway. after all, she can just tell you its a ‘malfunction’. she makes them do her bidding such as keeping you company under the guise of ‘babysitting’ you or gifting you new technology that makes your life a tad bit easier which she likes to call ‘letting you test a prototype’ or giving you ‘leftovers’ that looks a little too fresh to be called one.

we’re talking about herta here so naturally she’s the first one to grow tired of the own arrangement she made. eventually, she feels her chest getting a little tighter every time she watches her puppets do acts of service for you doing you favors. she actually asks nous about the feeling and how to get rid of it. the aeon just laughs at her, saying ‘maybe you found your new research topic’. and the poor scientist just blinks at the higher being.

she’s a bit lost on how to overcome the feeling so she just pops up randomly throughout the day and stare at you because she doesn’t know what to do.

“she should go to the basement to find out what’s going on,” the puppet beside you comment as you both watch the horror movie playing on the large screen in front of you. you still don’t know how you roped her into this but here you were.

“what? no, that’s the worst thing you can do. that’s like the big no no in horror movies,” you argue as you look beside you to find that the small woman beside you is not a puppet anymore but rather the herta herself. you move back in surprise after a double take, “what are you doing here?” herta moves an inch closer. “it was my turn to babysit you,” the woman shrugs nonchalantly as her hand reaches for the popcorn on your lap.

robin

it’s only natural that the renowned singer dedicates songs to you and she does, there are countless songs and several albums singing her love for you. robin insists that no melody can truly convey how she feels for you but its the closest way of expression. she never release them for obvious reasons but there are some that are vaguely coded enough for the fans not to speculate that she releases. and her heart is full every time she sings her never ending emotions for you for the whole universe to hear.

but it doesn’t end there. no, robin is too much of a lowkey freak to keep things sfw. she has tracks, albums that recounts your nightly adventures with her. too explicit that anyone listening would probably have a heart attack hearing the sweet robin sing such filthy lyrics. she makes you listen to it in front her and she never tells you which kind of song it is because she enjoy seeing your face turn a shade of darker red with each beat.

oh and you best bet she incorporate your sounds as well, blending your moans and hers with the sound of vibrator over a slow, sultry beat mixed with her breathy voice that is a drastic change from her usual sweet, honey one.

“darling, you promised me you’d help me record a new song,” robin muses as she puts her hand over her mouth to giggle while her other hand curls inside you enough to hit that spongy spot. she reaches for the mic beside you and hovers above you. you watch her as she gives it a dirty lick and a kiss before putting the mic closer to your lips so your moans are transmitted to the speakers surrounding the studio room.

your amplified sounds echoed throughout the room and it drowns the sounds of your pussy squelching over robin’s fingers. “if you can last through two songs, i’ll give you a treat,” she sings in your ear.

[fisshbones]

Cute things hsr characters do

Note: These are short hcs with characters of things that i personally see as cute. Gn!reader. No Tws, Just soft characters!

March 7th: 📸

Sometime ago March had gifted you a plushie and ever since she’s called said plush “our son.” She has some stuffed animals herself that she’s put small accessories/clothes on; so it only makes sense for her to dress y’alls “son” up too. March also takes your shared son on shopping trips and tucks it in at night.

Aventurine: 🎲

Aventurine frequently gifts you custom tailored clothes and shoes. Some that are in your style, some that are matching with him, and some for more… intimate occasions. He knows your measurements by heart. Along with your preferences in fabrics, length, and style.

Gallagher: 🥃

Every time you bend down he slides one of his hands above your head so you don’t bump/hurt tour head. It’s not even a conscious decision his body just moves on its own to protect you, even in the smallest of ways.

Gepard: 🛡️

Walks on the side facing the road. It’s in his nature to protect others. This comes in various forms including blocking your body from the road. If anything or anyone dangerous comes from that side he can be your knight in shining armor. Truthfully this doesn’t stop at just roads. If you’re walking by a construction site he’ll also block you from that as well. He’d rather get hurt than have you hurt.

Sunday: 🪽

Sunday puts little post-it notes in your room + shared areas as a reminder. A reminder for what? All different things!! Some notes are reminders for any tasks you may have to do, including eating/drinking water. Others are just positive affirmations like that he loves you and is proud of you!!

Robin: 🕊️

Styles your hair and lets you style hers too. She has an image to uphold so she won’t wear the hair style you gave her out if it’s too crazy, but if it’s subtle or classy she’ll def wear it. She likes to run her hands through your hair and braid it (if you’ll let her.) She likes to think of this as a relaxing bonding moment. Since you gifted her this moment of relaxation she’ll sing to you. Sometimes it’s one of her own songs. Sometimes it’s just one she knows you love.

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[levis-wii-controller]

playing Penacony and this shit is so gay EVERY OTHER DIOLOGUE BRO 💅

[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!

[hex-curse]

Animal shifter!Reader who doesn't tell their best friend about their abilities so they can disguise themselves as abounded animal and get to sleep in their bed. Little does she know Reader changes their form in the middle of the night and eats her out like a starving person

♡Robin, Firefly, March 7th, Asta, Pela, Natasha, Stelle♡

[hannahelatham]

Did you hear that Lord Golden likes men in bed?

[myriaeden]

Dick Grayson x Wally West Lockscreens

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[aroacefirefly]

꒰ MARCHBIN ꒱

marchbin the sillies !! (i forgot to post these oops)

made the march 7th render myself so that's why it looks off in some parts,, sorry !!

[lifmera]

Not a post but I was listening to angel eyes and I thought abt kakavasha.

This is his national anthem!!!

[crash-tube-the-seawing]

War Flashbacks

It’s their horse designs because I’m too lazy to draw their human designs