#she used Himeko's lipstick

[d-anas-art]

Meme inspiration from @gotgamewhere on twitter (X)

[iceunhie]

— KISSES OR KISSES? : honkai star rail

premise. testing out your new lipstick is no fun (normally), so what better way to make use of it by kissing your lover senseless? not to mention, leaving a little something behind.... (aka, lipstick kisses with them.)

ft. blade, dan heng, boothill, dr. ratio, aventurine !

warnings: feminine reader! reader is ultimately genderless but you may interpret this as fem!reader if you want, reader wears lipstick. nicknames hehe, boothill is his own warning, mid writing tbh, unedited

a/n. the lipstick trend does not escape me at all 😞😞 but this consumed me so now i write about it ijbol

MAIN MASTERLIST || PART 2 (sunday, jing yuan, gallagher, sampo, gepard.)

“what are you doing?”

BLADE ceases all functions. like, immediately.

you'd think he'd even stopped breathing once he'd felt the soft sensation of your lips on his, and the pretty sight of the normally aloof stellaron hunter covered in multiple lipstick kisses all over his face to his neck nearly makes the rest of his other comrades keel over from laughter. his silence is indicative of his rather unusual state of shock, the only indication a menacing furrow of his brows (to an outsider, they'd think he's plotting a murder spree, but you know him too well for that) that twitch and simultaneously react the more you kiss him everywhere on the face.

silverwolf will then relay to you that blade walked around for nearly 5 system hours covered in your... marks of ownership, kafka helpfully supplies, and was only made aware when firefly accidentally bumped into him, face exploding in red when she saw the audacious sight of blade covered in your lipstick. “er, blade.... your face is...”

—

blade has never known mortification quite like today, but the intense feeling of something akin to shame is vivid as he stares at himself in the mirror, glaring.

his face is a mess, to put it simply. trailing a hand on the red stains your lips left on to him leaves him with a smudged countenance, furthering the utter chaos that is his kiss-ridden face.

“...ridiculous girl.” avoiding the uncharacteristic way his fingertips feel hot, blade reckons this is probably why firefly stopped dead in her tracks and gaped, stared, and flustered.

clever as you were, and with your equal penchant for mischief, blade, the ever unsuspecting lover he is (he doesn't normally allow anyone to touch him, but you're not just anyone) had easily become the target of your new tricks.

“pfft, nice get-up, old man. got yourself a good day?”

....so that's what silverwolf meant.

DANHENG immediately scolds you, but not in the serious way he normally does whenever stelle wants to eat an origami bird or dives into trashcans or when march accidentally destroys one of the archive books, but in a way that only dan heng ever shows you. he's red, painfully red, and is struggling to face you because he knows that the smug grin you're holding has to do with the sight he'd glimpsed himself to be in moments prior.

unfortunately for him, for all his ways of trying fervently to remove the lipstick stains plastered all over his face, it only took march one look and a melodramatic gasp before the entire express knew, the conductor included.

—

“dan heng and [name], sitting on a tree-”

“k-i-s-s-i-n-g~”

my friends are all senile, dan heng thinks, rolling his eyes while avoiding himeko's friendly (read: eerie) smile. and he's already given up on trying to meet welt's eyes. (read: concerned but not surprised)

the reason? the rouge tinted matte lipstick generously spread all over dan heng's face, slightly smudged and spanning from his cheeks to his lips, nearing his neck.

he'd never tell, but a part of him—one that was reptilian in nature, a primal need of possessiveness—adored the show of affection you showered upon him. it was only right—he was yours, and you were his.

welt is sheepish, coughing lightly that all five heads of the express members turn to him (pom-pom included) “dan heng, is that your tail wagging?”

“....”

“....”

“....”

(a resounding click! can be heard afrerwards. oh, dan heng is so going to steal march's camera.)

the loud whir of BOOTHILL’s cooling system can't even keep up with how fast he's overheating, because one thing led to another and one look you gave made him weak in the knees and now his body is covered in your kisses, scarlet against the metal gray of his limbs. he no longer has a heart, but the rapid feeling of heat emitted by his body speaks more about his current mental state in more ways than one—he can't even form words because his brain chip is practically glitching itself up into overdrive, because your lips were so warm, soft and gentle and—

“...oothill? boothill? your circuits are—”

a startling sound that sounds just like a mini explosion reverberates somewhere in the tangle of wires near boothill's power source.

oh dear.

( p.s: no warp trotters were harmed, rest assured )

“[name]...” AVENTURINE’s voice falters when you press a soft kiss near his forehead, your lover closing his eyes as he lets out a soft sigh of joy — a bit like a peacock preening... but in any case! he certainly sees no argument being swayed by you, his dignity in shambles, yes, but when you were showering him with affection like this (which, in all honesty, aventurine did not think he deserved) leaves in in a flushed and tattered mess of a man, whose strings are wholly puppeteered by you and you alone.

you are everything; and aventurine certainly can't get enough. (he doubts if enough will even be enough someday) he's the lover who'd proudly want to flaunt such salacious marks everywhere, though his craftily built reputation as a stoneheart—blood sweat and commodity code and all—leaves him to hide your marks on him, as much as he'd like them to stay. (you are a weakness that aventurine keeps like an oath, and an existence that he'd do anything to keep.)

that doesn't, however, stop him from getting you to leave a kiss near his collar, discreet enough to signal his status as irrevocably, undeniably yours.

DR. VERITAS RATIO is actually the most calm and most normal (read: boring) of all the men above when barraged by your kiss attack. letting out a tsk that's more chiding and speeachless than actually annoyed, he casually pulls you away from his face, nevermind his rapidly heating cheeks, which is only made more humorous given his lipstick stained face.

“stop that. you're making too much of a mess of me, fool.” <- is visibly leaning to your face to allow said actions. you're not fooling anyone here, doctor. smh.

however, he does get pretty flustered when a certain blond gambler notes the new addition of a ‘tattoo’ right near his lower lip. “wow, doctor. seems you woke up on the good side of the bed today.”

he spends a whole day scolding you hoarse afterwards, whatever that may entail ;).

(as a way of petty revenge, he will make sure to kiss you senseless right after, until he's sure his own lips are swollen and covered in the warm red of your chosen shade.)

a/n: blog is running on queue as of today, so this post will probably come wayyy overdue lol but hope u enjoy nonetheless!

@ ICEUNHIE: do not repost translate or plagiarize my works.

[spirit-lanterns]

HOT MILFS IN YOUR AREA!

synopsis: matching up with an older woman online.

featuring: jade, yukong, natasha, himeko, cocolia

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, dom characters, age gap relationship (reader is in her early 20s), strap ons, pet names, yukong has a di.ck, ora.l (both reader and character receiving), fing.ering, sci.ssoring, lap s.ex, semi-public se.x, mentions of bd.sm (jade), mentions of body hair (natasha), mentions of breeding, unprotected se.x, might be ooc.

art credits: lily of the valley

JADE

Jade couldn’t stop herself from groaning as her eyes settled on the way you sunk down on her crystallized, pink strap. It had been months since she had the pleasure of having a woman as young as you stay with her for the night, so Jade decided it would be in her best interest to go all the way this time. Scented candles, the most luxurious of sex toys, lingerie, and of course; bars of solid gold littered Jade’s bedroom the moment you arrived. Jade was just excited to have a young woman like you indulge in her dirty pleasures for the night, and she was intent on making you stay with her for as long as possible. 

“Good girl…lower…” Jade ushered, licking some saliva off her lips as she watched the crystal strap push through your walls and nestle deeper into your warmth. The cute gasps and whimpers that left your lips were enough to make Jade want to break you to her will, but she resisted. As sadistic as Jade could be, she wanted to ease you slowly into her sex life before getting to the really heavy stuff. 

“Oh…look at you…” she purred, admiring the way you sat down at the hilt and took all of her cock like a good little sub. “I’m impressed, not many girls your age can take a strap like this in under half an hour.” She ran a manicured hand through your hair and leaned in to plant a gentle kiss to your forehead, an imprint of her lipstick left visible on your skin as proof of her “ownership” over you. 

After watching you get used to the overwhelming girth and length of her strap, Jade hummed and gently patted your rear with her other hand to signal you to start. “Seems like you’ve adjusted just fine, sweet girl. Give me a bounce.” 

Obeying her orders, you grabbed onto her shoulders and began shifting your hips up and down, testing the waters of how much you could take while your walls squeezed and gripped onto Jade’s cock with fervor. Though Jade couldn’t feel anything, just the sight of you breathlessly whining and looking dumbfounded at the giant strap piercing you, was enough to get Jade gushing through her harness…

“Fuck…” Jade mumbled, biting her lip and looking quite amused at you struggling to ride her properly. “Your movements are so sloppy…it’s adorable.” 

Letting you struggle a bit more with the pace, Jade finally decided to help you by placing her hands on your hips and setting a decent pace for you. It wasn’t fast by any means, but for a young, naive person like you who hardly had any experience, it felt like you were riding a bull. 

As the fat cockhead of Jade’s strap hit you repeatedly from the inside, she chuckled and leaned back against the headboard to examine all your expressions. Were younger women always this expressive? Jade wasn’t too sure, yet she didn’t mind at all. You were too cute. 

“You’re a natural.” Was all Jade said before leaning in to give you a big, tongue-filled kiss, still helping you ride her cock as she gripped her nails into your flesh. “In no time you’ll be taking some of my other toys that aren’t so…vanilla.”  At that sentence, she smirked and cast her gaze over at her bedroom closet, a hidden place where she kept the raunchiest of sex toys only for her special girls…

YUKONG

Too busy to find a love life in the real world, Yukong settled for trying a dating app instead. A recommendation from Tingyun herself, Yukong managed to match with a young and spry woman such as yourself, and the two of you quickly hit it off over text. Yukong didn’t expect someone as young as you to take interest in someone as old as her, but apparently her age didn’t matter to you. If anything, it only made her more attractive in your eyes… 

A bit shocked by this reveal, Yukong was quick to arrange a date for you two at a bar on the Luofu. A few drinks and some lingering touches later, and Yukong had you bent over in a dark alleyway and taking her dick like it was nothing while receiving dark hickies all over the back of your neck. 

“F-Fuck…” Yukong grumbled, not one to swear as she struggled with keeping up the pace to satisfy you. It had been ages since she last fucked a woman like this, let alone a young one, and she wanted to make sure she left a lasting impression on you for you to continue seeing her. “You’re so tight…” 

Her voice rasped in a gravelly way as she slammed her hips even further against your ass. The soft, breathy whines that left your throat were driving Yukong insane, the cute way your eyes rolled back in pleasure and the way some drool dribbled down your lips… Dammit, Yukong felt her cock stir with need inside your cunt, tip twitching at your erotic expressions as she wanted nothing more than to fill you up with her essence. 

‘No…that’s irresponsible.’ Yukong’s thoughts reminded her, ‘It’s already risky to fuck her without a condom. You can breed her another time.’

A groan left Yukong’s lips as she fucked her hips even faster, pistoning herself like a machine as she forced herself to pound you as fast as she could go. Her age was definitely catching up to her as this was not her prime rhythm, however you seemed to be enjoying yourself quite a bit, judging by the way you bucked back against her thrusts and squeezed around her shaft so needily. 

“I…I’m close…” Yukong couldn’t help but moan, grabbing onto your hips and shoving her member deeper into your warmth, “Dear…you’re too tight. I need to hah…pull out…”

She was getting impatient, the need to release building up in her core as she tried to pull free from your pussy. She forgot how tight a young, inexperienced woman like you could be, and she was having some difficulty fighting the urge to just stay in. 

“Dear…please…” she gasped and began rubbing at your clit to hopefully ease up your folds and let her go. The second you released and allowed yourself to stop clinging onto her dick, Yukong whimpered and immediately slid out right before she could cum, her cock sliding out quickly and spurting out hot jets of cum onto your back. 

“Ah…” Yukong panted and looked down at your cum-stained body in a daze, your own cum dripping down your thighs and causing quite a mess on the alleyway floor. “What a mess…looks like we both could use a warm shower after this, hm?”

Though exhausted, Yukong pulled you up from your position for a hug, clinging to you from behind and kissing your cheek affectionately. 

“Let’s go back to my place…”

NATASHA

Overworked and stressed, Natasha needed to find an outlet. As the only doctor in the Underworld’s city, it was difficult for Natasha to find some sort of relief to the constant headache and wear that occurred to her whenever she had to deal with patients. Relationships were something that had never crossed her mind, however sex was something that was starting to seep into her thoughts every night after a long shift… 

Oh how nice it would be to be doted on and tenderly touched by someone who just wanted to please her. How sweet it would be to have a pretty woman on her knees and pleasure her with nothing but pure devotion in her eyes… And that’s how Natasha found you, scrolling aimlessly through some dumb dating app before deciding that you would be a profile to swipe right on.

You were young, but goodness were you eager and ready to please. One invite to Natasha’s home later, and you were already on your knees in front of her, her dress hitched up her thighs while you lapped eagerly at her unshaven pussy. Natasha thought you would mind the bush, but you dived in like it was your last meal, clearly showing off how eager your tongue was for her sweetness, causing Natasha to blush. 

“I-I had no idea…mmpf…that young adults weren’t so picky when it came to body hair…” Natasha bit her lip as her legs wobbled a bit, clearly surprised at your relentless onslaught, “Most women your age prefer it shaved or waxed…ah!”

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, thighs nearly clamping down on your head when the tip of your tongue pushed up against a particularly sensitive spot. “Oh…sweetie…” 

Natasha hadn’t felt this good in years, carding her fingers through your scalp and trying to push you further into her slick. “You’re doing so good…such a good job…” 

She enjoyed praising you, watching as your eyes went half-lidded in pleasure and moans left your lips as a “thank you.” The vibrations would send waves of pleasure through Natasha’s core, and she could feel herself getting closer to her climax the more you wiggled your tongue into her folds. 

“Just a bit more, my dear…” Natasha sighed, shoulders slouching as she felt the buildup begin to coil in her stomach. “Right…there…” 

She gasped softly and released drips of cum down your face, the soft tang quite pleasant to your tongue as you lapped up any remaining juices slipping by. As Natasha calmed down from her long-awaited high, she smiled sheepishly and gently patted your hair, bringing you up from your knees and greeting you with a kiss.

“You did so good…,” Natasha praised, slowly bringing you to her bed, “I have a few old toys in my closet that don’t really satisfy little old me, so why don’t we try them on you instead, hm?” 

She smiled wider when you instantly agreed. Oh how she loved the eagerness of youth!

HIMEKO

Himeko smiled and watched as you wormed pathetically on her bed, flinching and squirming as she eased a second finger into your tight and tense hole. Though Himeko rarely slept around, she decided that it had been a while since she’s been with another person so intimately, so she decided to match up with you for a quick hookup at the Astral Express…

However, Himeko didn’t expect you to be this cute when taking her fingers. She knew you’d be inexperienced as a young adult, but she didn’t think you’d be this inexperienced, practically whining and whimpering as she barely slid a second finger into you. It was almost amusing to see how much you struggled. 

“Relax, love. If you keep tensing up like this, you’ll get my glove stuck.” She chuckled and used her free hand to cup your face, making you look up at her despite your embarrassment. “Come on…relax those sweet lips for me…” 

She shushed you when you began to whimper and gently eased her second finger all the way in, taking note of how much hotter your insides got the deeper she went. It had Himeko feeling hot herself, her own core burning in a way that craved to be grinding against you when the time was right. 

But…Himeko could wait! You needed to be more wet after all, you could barely even take two fingers! “Alright…I’m gonna put a third one in, okay? You gotta relax for me, love…loosen up a bit…” 

Himeko hummed softly and leaned down to kiss your tear-stained cheeks, rubbing her ring finger against your entrance before gently prodding in. “Good girl…opening up so easily for me…” Himeko sighs, savoring the warmth of entering you with another finger, “So warm…”

She continues to finger you at a leisurely pace, savoring the feeling of a tight pussy wrapped around her fingers that wasn’t her own. Her breath hitched when she felt you begin to tighten even more, smiling and staring down at you with knowing eyes. 

“Are you about to cum, dearest?” Himeko asks teasingly, starting to finger you faster —or at least as fast as she could go without any resistance— “Go ahead, cum for me…make all the mess you need.” 

She shuddered when she felt an even hotter warmth overwhelm her gloved fingers, your hot release spilling past your thighs and dripping all over the towel Himeko had laid down for you on her bed. She smiled at the blissed, fucked out expression you wore on your face, and began to pull her hand out from your cunt.

Well…just her hand to be exact, as her glove stayed stuck inside your pussy with the walls latching tightly onto the cloth fingertip. The moment Himeko saw this, her eyes widened and a small giggle escaped her lips, amused at how tense you were to even do such a thing. 

“Oh, darling…even after being fingered, you’re still tighter than a screw.” She grabbed one of your hands and planted a small kiss on the back of it, assuring you that it was okay. “Don’t worry though, we can use some fun vibrators to loosen you up and maybe we can move onto some bigger stuff, yeah? Does that sound fun?” 

Himeko’s eyes were practically glittering as she moved off from on top of you to grab her box of toys from under the bed, eager to experiment with a sweet, naive girl like you.

COCOLIA

Though old and not as spry as she was in her youth, Cocolia still had a surprising amount of stamina when it came to pleasuring the woman she was infatuated with. Evident in the way she managed to hold your leg up over her shoulder and grind her slick entrance against your own, panting and huffing while still smirking down at you with a rather arrogant expression, it was as if she were silently saying “I told you so” when it came to showing you just how good in bed she could be.

“Enjoying yourself?” Cocolia grunts, chuckling airily and smacking her hips harder. “I may not be as strong as I was in my youth, but I’m still your Supreme Guardian, little one.” 

She continues her relentless onslaught on your pussy and scissors you with no signs of slowing down. The power trip she had over bending a young woman like you to her will was making Cocolia wet, enjoying the pitiful cries that escaped your lips, as a surge of dominance and lust overcame the power hungry Guardian. 

“Oh…the sounds that you make…” Cocolia groans and slides her folds more deeply over your own, your wetness mixing with each other as Cocolia struggled to keep her composure. “They're just utterly irresistible. I need to hear more…”

She paused from scissoring with you and moved away to calm down from the overwhelming sensations. Then, after a few brief moments, Cocolia returned, but this time leaned down with her mouth hovering over your pussy and licking a long stripe across your entrance. 

That definitely got a loud moan out of you, and Cocolia couldn’t help but smile at how adorably surprised you were when you arch your back in pleasure. She gripped onto the inner skin of your thighs and pushed them further apart for more access to your pussy, licking desperately at the wetness and smearing your slick all over her face. “Mmmpf…hold still, little one. I need a better taste…” 

She pushed her tongue deeper and seemed almost pussydrunk with the way she lapped languidly at your folds. Starved that she was, Cocolia didn’t let go of your cunt until you were sore and aching, whining for her to pull away as your poor pussy was all sensitive and puffy now… 

“Oh? Too sensitive?” Cocolia teased, letting go of your clit with a pop and pinching it gently to get a yelp out of you. “Young women are all so soft nowadays…” She held you up in her arms and made you sit on her lap, her gentle hands massaging your sore thighs while she kissed your cheek multiple times, getting lipstick all over you.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to toughen you up myself, little one…”

[amphibiahawks321]

Anon request :

Kafka : Chuckles my don't you look adorable today~

M!Reader (Blushing) : T-thanks kaf

[Himeko kisses his cheek]

M!Reader (Blushing) : !!?!!?

Himeko : Sorry dear I couldn't resist myself when you're looking like that

[She gave Kafka a sly grin]

Kafka : Well he does a kissable face indeed~

[She kiss Y/N's neck]

M!Reader : 0//////0!?

Kafka : and a kissable neck~

[She left a lipstick mark, then stared at Himeko]

Kafka : and someone like Y/N deserves to be with someone who's very special~

Himeko : Chuckles it's not like you know anything like that right Kafka?

Kafka : Oh? Are you implying I'm not special enough for him~?

[She wraps both of her hands around Y/N neck behind his back]

Kafka : cause if anything I thought you were the one who don't know anything like that~

[She returns Himeko with also a sly grin]

[Himeko lift up Y/N's chin]

Himeko : Oh trust me Kafka this face is only worthy for a noble girl and we know which one of us isn't that...

[Both of them start staring at each other with a smile while clearly hiding an angry aura around them]

M!Reader : 💧0//////0 oh boy-

[philistiniphagottini]

your nutvember event is simply ingenious ^ _ ^ can i request prompt 9 with himeko & kafka? 👀 i'll understand if you won't accept. thank you!

Thank you Anon, it was honestly just an excuse to write more smut lmao. Thank you for the request, I was giddy as soon as I received it and got to write for more of the fine woman of hsr. Hope you enjoy :)

Himeko & Kafka + Threesome

Nutvember

cw. smut, oral sex, face sitting, threesome, female reader, chubby reader, minors DO NOT interact

You were simply in heaven, having Himeko swim between your plump thighs and leaving behind wet lipstick marks as bright red as her vibrant hair; smeared into the wet heat of your fat cunt while you drown yourself between Kafka’s supple legs. A pleasant tingle raced along the curve of your spine as you twisted between the sweat soaked sheets, heat pooling in the pit of your stomach rapidly and sending your senses into a tizzy. You weren’t sure what was making your head so dizzy, ears stuffed full of cotton as your heart threatened to jump out of your throat. Which sensation was overwhelming you the most. The way Himeko cooed at you as her tongue swirled around the aching nub of your clit? Or the way Kafka dragged the seam of her wet cunt over your kiss swollen lips as her fingers plucked at the sensitive, rosy tips of your nipples?

A hot moan bubbled up your throat, puffing against the folds of Kafka’s gorgeous pussy as she rode your face, grinding into your mouth until all your senses were stuffed with her intoxicating scent. A warm chuckle breezed past her lips as her sharp nails scratched at your skin, making every hair on the nape of your neck prickle to attention. Your blood simmered hotly in your veins, the hot coil in the pit of your stomach twisting tighter as Kafka pawed at your fat tits like a needy kitten pining for your attention.

"Hmm, do you like that baby girl?" Kafka cooed, a teasing lilt to her voice.

She watched Himeko’s tongue disappear between your bedewed folds, beads of your creamy arousal coating the slick muscle of her tongue as she swallowed thickly. Another heady groan tickled the back of your throat as you answered Kafka’s question, your hips canting forward as you bucked against Himeko’s slick mouth. She hummed softly as her hands trailed along your soft stomach, delicate fingers dancing along the alluring v-line of your sumptuous body before coming to rest on your plump hips. She sucked the pearl of your clit into her mouth, twirling the flushed bud along the cushion of her tongue before pulling back with a loud pop. The debauched noise you made was muffled between Kafka’s legs as she continued to smother you with her pussy, her satisfaction oozing off her in waves as you lapped and sucked at her clit like it was the best sweet you had ever tasted in your life.

"Pretty girl" Himeko praised. "You’re doing so well for us. Wouldn’t you say, Kafka?"

The woman on top of you hummed in agreement as you wrapped your arms around her legs, pulling her down on top of you harder as her praise dug under your skin and soothed your parched throat.

"So well trained" Kafka purred. "What a good girl."

Your pussy throbbed with an untamed arousal, fluttering and clenching around nothing as another rush of slick spilled from your sopping hole and puddled on the sweat soaked sheets below you. Himeko cooed softly, her warbles like the pretty songs of morning birds as she took the tightly packed bundle of nerves of your clit back into her mouth. You whined unabashed; your noises swallowed by Kafka’s greedy cunt as beads of her arousal clung to the corners of your lips. The hot knot in the pit of your belly twisted unbearably tight, the heat curling inside of you fanned into fiercer flames as Himeko lapped her tongue through your wet folds, teeth scraping gently against your slick clit as it throbbed and eagerly twitched in her mouth. Your soused lashes fluttered over your burning cheeks wildly, your heaving chest bouncing into the touch of Kafka’s deft hands as you were slowly picked apart piece by piece, stripped away until all that was left was the white, shocking wires of your exposed nerves.

The coil in your stomach suddenly shattered into a million pieces, your voice scratched your throat as you whined and mewled with reckless abandon. Your veins were flooded with white hot relief, slick juices squirting from your core and thin translucent threads webbing between Himeko’s bruised lips as she diligently worked you through your intense high. Himeko trailed soft kisses along the plush insides of your thick thighs, lapping up the stray beads of your sweet nectar as it dripped down your legs as your body continued to buzz in the aftermath of your pleasure high. With a soft huff Kafka removed herself from your face, coming to plop right beside your head as she nestled your head into her lap. She stroked your hair and pet your cheeks fondly, praising you on how well you had done and quelling the rapid beat of your heart with words that weaved through the thick haze clouding your mind.

"Good girl. Now, be good and hold still while our Himeko cleans up your pretty mess."

[crguang]

YOU'RE BACK!!! Anyway, hear me out. What if the Trailblazer reader becomes Kafka's beloved pretty doll? I know Kafka won't defy Elio's script (and honestly, I have no idea about her relationship with the Trailblazer before joining the Astral Express). But I bet she's really jealous of the way Himeko treats Trailblazer reader (her maternal instinct kicks in I guess). I'm pretty sure Kafka will sneak onto the Astral Express and leave some gifts in the lobby (mostly cosmetics and clothes). The reader never uses any of them, which makes Kafka upset (because this poor Trailblazer isn't a fashionista; come on, she just "came into" the world a few months ago). But I'm certain Kafka will confront the reader in a quiet place or maybe in reader's room and insist that the reader must wear the gift given by her. Starting with lipstick, perhaps... She'll apply it to her own lips and kiss the reader, leaving a lipstick stain on reader's mouth. AGDKSHJDKA I'm down bad.

-🎹

the thought of kafka sneaking onto the express is so funny and scary at the same time for some reason like jumpscare! i wouldn't be surprised if she had a way in fr. can you imagine opening the door to your room and when you turn back around she's standing in front of it and says, "don't scream, it's me" like what hfdnjlgn but the idea of kafka feeling possessive of R despite willingly dropping them into the express crew's hands is so delicious... she establishes her "claim" on you by having you wear/use the gifts she gives you (my gift giving girlie...) and feels a little dejected when you don't. she's not that surprised since you've forgotten all the time you've spent together before she placed the stellaron into your body, but she's still somewhat annoyed. i dont think kafka gets jealous per se (it's a whole thing that i wont get into), but she's definitely envious of how you're able to receive himeko's attention/affection while you struggle with hers. i mean, so what if she dumped you on the space station, she's still thinking of you and that has to count for something. i can see her confronting you with a playful pout and ask you if you don't like the gifts she's gotten you. she says something like, "you used to love this clothing style, though..." and when you probe for more info on what she mean by that, she just deflects by picking up one of the lipsticks she gifted you and applying it on her lips. you're at a total loss until she stalks towards you with that dark look in her eyes. your lips part in a protest, but she steals your words with a kiss before you get to utter them. you're frozen as she kisses you, eyes wide, and she pulls away with a satisfied smile, thumb swiping the color from the corner of your mouth.

"there. look how pretty that color is on you <3"

[stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland]

Kannazuki no Miko and Camren

I have to say that I’m love with this yuri (lesbian) anime. And the relationship that have with Camren it’s surprised. This is a long shot, folks. Be patient.

About - Kannazuki no Miko

Kannazuki no Miko (Sa 無 月 の 巫女 lit.) (Priestess of the month without God) is a manga series written and illustrated by Kaishaku, focusing on the love affair of two girls, Chikane and Himeko.The plot contains elements of mahō shōjo and mecha. The series began as a manga in 2004.

Argument Kannazuki no Miko tells the story of Himeko and Chikane, the reincarnation of the priestesses of the Sun and the Moon respectively. Both are high school students at the prestigious Ototachibana Academy located in Mahoroba, Japan. When an ancestral evil rises again, the girls are absorbed by fate in the instant that the spirit of the priestesses that they carried inside awakens to defend the world against the Orochi.

When the Orochi awaken, it is the first of October (the month without God), which coincidentally is the birthday of Himeko and Chikane. The first Orochi to try to kill the priestesses is Sōma Ōgami, a young man in love with Himeko. However, after a blinding light returns to itself, rejects his fate as Orochi, and swears to protect Himeko from the others as the ultimate consequences. The priestesses must awaken the Ame no Murakumo to save the world, while Sōma fights the Orochi's efforts to kill them.

Priestesses Himeko Kurusugawa (来 栖 川 姫 子 Kurusugawa Himeko) Voice by: Noriko Shitaya Himeko is the Priestess of the Sun. She is a shy and innocent girl of sixteen and the main protagonist of the story. She has known Chikane for years, unaware of Chikane's attraction to her. At first, Himeko finds feelings for Sōma Ōgami, her childhood friend. When they go on a date, their relationship fills Chikane's heart with doubts. She begins to consider Chikane a very close friend, although the two hardly see each other in public. Himeko is a beginner photographer with some skill. Initially she is shy and cautious, distrustful of her own abilities. This is mainly due to the fact that after the death of her parents, she was adopted by abusive relatives before being transferred with other relatives.

At school, Himeko seems to have only one friend, her roommate Makoto. After the destruction of the dormitories, when Himeko moves with Chikane, the enmity of Chikane's female fans is won at school. She carries the sun's mark on his chest and in the last episodes, discovers and accepts his romantic feelings for Chikane.

Chikane Himemiya (姫 宮 千 歌 音 Himemiya Chikane) Voice by: Ayako Kawasumi The Priestess of the Moon. In contrast to Himeko, is a person of strong character, of white complexion, perfect proportions and a beautiful bluish black hair. She has a noble and elegant aura, lives in a mansion with many maids, and is considered one of the most high-class people in the school; She has fans of both genders and has to deal frequently with romantic confessions. She is a member of the prestigious club of kyūdō (Japanese Archery) and uses her bow as a weapon in the clashes with the Orochi.

Later events show that she is also skilled in the use of the tantō. Their combat skills resemble, to those who possessed the wives of the samurai, another proof of the prestige of the Himemiya family. In addition to her combat skills, Chikane demonstrates her exceptional talent for playing tennis and playing the piano. Many in the school believe that it maintains a relation with Sōma, but that soon is demonstrated that is not certain, since she has been in love with Himeko from the moment in which they knew, although it is not revealed until almost the end of the history. Eventually, it seems to have "gone evil", eliminating all Orochi except two, after attacking Himeko to turn her against him. The true motive behind his actions is much more complex than at first appears. Chikane carries the mark of the moon on her back.

Orochi The main villain of the series is Orochi, an evil god who wishes to destroy humanity to create his own kingdom of darkness and nihilism. As in Japanese mythology, the Orochi of Kannazuki no Miko has eight 'collars', its eight worshipers and followers, who are also called Orochi (オ ロ チ 衆?) By association. Each of them has a wick, which is at the same time an alter ego of its owner and the incarnation of a minor god (with the ability to return from the ashes over and over again), which is part of the body of the deity Orochi Each follower has exaggerated personal characteristics; there are certain indications that the evil deity has given them great physical strength, endurance and a limited capacity to levitate and teleport, as well as a unique power or weapon according to their personality. Orochi chooses those who have experienced great pain in his life and are mired in despair as his followers. Six of the eight followers easily fall into stereotypes of characters, a sociopath, a brainless brute, an idol, an anti-social mangaka, a catgirl, and a nun who lost faith in God. They have extremely opposite personalities and do not coordinate their attacks on the priestesses, until the middle of the series.

Tsubasa (ツ バ サ?) Voice by: Yasunori Matsumoto It is The First Neck (一 の 首 Ichi no kubi?), Considered the leader and most powerful of the Orochi. Tsubasa is a tall, light-haired bishōnen, and a (alleged) sociopath with a long history, beginning with the murder of his abusive father, whom he killed to save his younger brother. Tsubasa is also the biological brother of Sōma, whom he left in the care of the Ōgami family when he escaped from the city. He was the only one who could defeat his brother, when all the other necks had failed. Sōma has few memories of him, and Tsubasa hesitates to seriously injure his brother in his first fight; he concentrates more on convincing his brother to join Orochi, than on killing the priestesses.

His robot, Take no Yasukunazuchi, has the ability to deploy wings to fly and attacks with swords mounted on his arms. He is the only Orochi who can fight seriously against Chikane after she "becomes Orochi", but the fight ends without a clear winner. However, he manages to (temporarily) destroy Take no Yamikazuchi and ends up abandoning the fight. In personal combat, Tsubasa primarily uses a sword (sword in English), although he demonstrates some ability to throw knives as well. Tsubasa eventually proves that his feelings for his brother are stronger than his desire to carry out the nihilistic world destruction, proposed by Orochi. He carries the Orochi brand on his heart.

Sister Miyako (ミ ヤ コ?) Voice by: Ikue Ohtani The Second Neck (首 の 首 Ni no kubi?), The first orochi to appear is a purple-haired nun, who lost her faith in God after having survived a terrible war (possibly in South America, given her tan skin color). it's a common stereotype in anime and manga). Although there is little cooperation among the Orochi, she seems to be second in command and has great respect for Tsubasa; On some occasions she gives orders to Girochi and induces the other three Orochi to cooperate with each other. Her influence seems to be what leads Chikane to move to Orochi's side, though it is later revealed that the Moon Priestess joined them of her own free will.

Her robot, Yatsu no Onokoshizuchi, instead of arms has tentacles and a giant circle of electrodes on his back, with which he shoots lethal rays. In personal combat, Miyako uses enchanted mirrors with which she can create complex illusions and spy on others from a distance. She is a skillful manipulator and a perceptive observer, she uses her mirrors to seduce Chikane by teaching her her deepest desires. It is the last Orochi to fall in front of Chikane. There are indications that she carries the Orochi brand on her throat.

Girochi (ギ ロ チ?) Voice by: Yasuyuki Kase The Third Neck (三 の 首 San no kubi?), Is one of the first Orochi to attack the priestesses. He is a very corpulent man and uses heavy chains as weapons against his enemies. He feels extremely attracted to Himeko, and tries to convince her to go on a date with him, every time he confronts the priestesses. Girochi is Miyako's younger brother. During one of the flashbacks, he can be seen as a child in a destroyed area, crying next to a corpse that lies under a collapsed building. Presumably, this happened during the same war that destroyed the church where his sister lived, it cost his parents' lives and left him traumatized forever. His robot, Hi no Ashinazuchi, is nicknamed Gungal, and is characterized by his overly large right arm. So big that the whole body of the robot fits inside him, as you can see when he performs his "Megaton Knuckle" attack. It is the first to be petrified by Chikane, although it is then purified. It carries the Orochi brand on the back of his right hand.

Crown (コ ロ ナ Korona) Voice by: Kana Ueda The Fourth Neck (四 の 首 Shi no kubi), is a delirious idola pop, which became Orochi, partly due to a terrible decline in sales of her CD. She behaves like a maniac, constantly trying to impress the other Orochi with her skills as a showwoman, but her energetic exterior hides a dark past. In a flashback she can be seen lying on a bed next to an older man, with her clothes torn; her relationship with man and the motives for such an act are never revealed, the only thing that Corona says about it is that she was "betrayed by her dreams". Her robot, Ooube no Senazuchi, nicknamed "The Final Stage", takes the form of a wheel with a demonic eye in the center, and a giant centripede with anthropomorphic arms and head. In matters of personal combat, Corona throws lipsticks at her enemies. This attack is not as harmless as it sounds, since their lipsticks carry explosive charges. Eventually Corona is petrified and then purified. There are indications that she carries the Orochi brand on her left breast.

Reiko Ōta (大田 レ ー コ Ōta Reiko) Voice by: Mamiko Noto The Fifth Neck (五 の 首 Go no kubi), Is an antisocial mangaka. Reiko takes her membership to the Orochi as a "day job" and the sale of her manga has improved since she joined. She interacts little with the other Orochi and in the fight is cold and calculating. She shares she last name with Hitoshi Ōta, one of the writers of Kannazuki no Miko. Her robot, Ho no Shuraizuchi, takes the form of a vessel with anthropomorphic form. In personal combat, Reiko throws feathers at her targets. Like Corona's lipsticks, these feathers have an explosive charge and explode on contact. Interestingly, Himeko loves Reiko's manga and is an avid reader of her work. Reiko is eventually petrified and purified by Chikane. There are indications that she carries the Orochi brand on her back.

Nekoko (ネ コ コ) Voice by: Ai Nonaka The Sixth Neck (六 の 首 Roku no kubi), is a small catgirl, with a shrill voice (her name derives from neko, a Japanese cat) which is usually seen wearing a nurse costume and a giant syringe. A priori, it seems to fit the typical stereotype of a cheerful and noisy catgirl, but during the plot it is revealed that in her past she was the victim of horrible medical experiments, presumably the cause of which she became Orochi. The Nekoko syringe contains a healing substance that can heal wounds. Alternatively, Nekoko can throw the syringes like missiles, with the same explosive charge that can be seen in Reiko's feathers. Her robot, Izuhara no Tamazuchi, nicknamed Meow Meow (Nya Nya), is a giant mechanical ball, equipped with a large number of cannons and capable of destroying buildings with ease. Nekoko takes everything as a game, when it is her turn to face the priestesses, instead of facing them directly, she first begins to destroy the entire city while singing and laughing innocently. There are indications that she carries the Orochi brand on her butt.

Sōma Ōgami (大 神 ソ ウ マ Ōgami Sōma) Voice by: Junji Majima The Seventh Neck (七 の 首 Nana no kubi), Is the only Orochi capable of resisting the complete transformation into an evil being. For much of the series Sōma is the only one that protects Himeko and Chikane and ultimately plays a large role in the destruction of Orochi. He has a very high social status, comparable to that of Chikane, and most of his companions believe they are a couple, although in reality, until the first incident with Orochi occurs, they hardly speak. Like Chikane, he is in love with Himeko and fights fervently to protect her, until he is overwhelmed by Orochi's curse, which leaves him out of action, but his brother Tsubasa rescues him shortly after. Sōma's robot, Take no Yamikazuchi, is a humanoid robot that has a great variety of attacks. In personal combat, Sōma initially uses his own body. More adeltante, it adopts the form to fight with sword of its brother. It carries the Orochi brand on its forehead.

The priestesses and the Orochis...

The girls and Ame no Murakumo (The robot behind them)

The moon and The Sun

To not make the post longer. The plot of this story has a lot, but a lot to do with Camren. Not perhaps the theme of the priestesses but the theme of the sun and the moon. The characters have a lot to do with the girls, especially their characteristics and personalities. This is a story I loved a lot before I even knew Camren or the girls but the way the story shows and what we know about Camren is incredibly similar. And of course, the series is on YouTube. I have it in a playlist that I'll leave below and hope you can see. It is in English.

It’s not a really happy story. Like the story of the sun and the moon, the girls aren’t allowed to be together but they have more lives to see each other again.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLrbz6yHFCEEoW85VJLa3-icC0GmX9prEF

I hope you can see the playlist. But if you don’t, you just have to search for Kannazuki no Miko english sub and you will find it.