#sundayposting on a sunday!!!

[aetherlite]

this is hungry work

[ambros1an]

sunday x reader - halovian courtship

warning: no spoilers, gn! reader, pining/soft sunday, Sunday info dumping as usual

summary: where Sunday will do everything except confess, and you just think he’s emotionally stunted.

a/n: i read about birds for this

halovian courting rituals

1. Gift giving. Like their close bird companions, Halovians participate in 'nuptial gifts,' a form of gift giving to a potential partner.

You were walking into the Oak Family Headquarters, Dewlight Pavilion, sent to deliver some letters. Although, you’ve been here before, it was still a bit nerve wracking to be in such a place, undetached from your usual position as a lower end employee.

The entrance to Oak Family Head’s office was right in front of you. You bite your lip, shifting the documents to your other arm and knock.

“Nightingale Famil-“

The door swings open. The family head holding the door stands to the side.

“Ah,” Sunday says your name, “it’s you.”

Your eyes widen, blinking a couple times. He remembers me?

“Yes, it’s nice to see you again Mr. Sunday. I’ve come with documents from the Nightingale family detailing a new plan for the dreamscape.”

He looks a bit disappointed?

He chuckles, then calls out to a lone employee, “you’re dismissed for today, I’ll take care of the rest.”

The Oak employee dips his head and leaves. Watching him leave fills a pit in your stomach.

“Mr. Sunday, is something wrong?”

Sunday sits up suddenly, “Oh, no. Not at all.” It’s that movement that makes you realize that he’s been fidgeting with something in his lap…Is he always like this?

“I guess I was just a bit surprised,” he smiles, looking down to the side. You caught him.

“Surprised? To see me?” Although Sunday and you have met a few times. It was always business, just like now—well maybe he did stare a bit intently at you before, but something really was different this time!

He looks up and sheepishly slides a box across the table. “Take it as…being a good part of The Family.”

For a few moments, your eyes set upon him. What is he planning? It’s a small box. Almost nothing could fit in there. You lift the top up.

You gasp. Earrings worth more than your entire life’s salary. You slam it shut.

“M-Mr. Sunday. This really isn’t necessary. I just—“ you ramble on. Sunday places his gloved hand on yours.

“Please, take it.”

Looking into his eyes, you realize that putting up a fight with the Oak Head won’t get you anywhere. You reluctantly take the box.

2. Preening. Similar to nature, touching a Halovian's wings is an intimate gesture to show one's interest in a romantic partner. Someone should never touch a Halovian's wings without asking!

Soon after, you come across Sunday again. This time at the Nightingale Family’s institution. You were putting away blueprints, plans and documents your coworkers left laying around haphazardly. When a familiar voice calls out to you.

“Good evening. Working hard, I see.”

“Mr. Sunday?”

He approached you, then looked around the room. He seemed to realize the situation you were in and scorned your coworkers. He mumbled something about you and moving to the “Oak Family.” As he spoke his wings were fluttering. They looked smooth and soft.

“You’ve been staring at my wings. Do they interest you that much?” He chuckles.

“Well, they are very pretty but—“

“Would you like to touch them?” A light blush spreads across his face. Despite that, he seemed perfectly poised. His hands clasped behind his back, standing straight and looking right at you.

“I-is that alright?” tumbles from your lips. You hesitantly reach out.

“I wouldn’t have offered otherwise.”

Upon touching them, Sunday’s wings twitched away from you before settling down. The feathers are soft and plush. Some are darker in color while others are more pale. They’re surprisingly fluffy. A bit like fur but more delicate.

The blush darkened, his gaze shifted off to the wall. His composure utterly broken, his hands fidgeted behind his back.

“Did you know that birds groom each other as a social activity? It occurs between…ma-members of a flock.” He sputters. What is he saying?

Your fingers stroking his feathers create a flutter within his stomach. He leans into the touch. Taking that as a sign to continue, you reach farther up, a light brush into the coverts of his feathers. Sunday gasps and pulls away.

“…You must take good care of them. Are all Halovian wings soft like yours?”

He wishes that moment would never end.

3. Song. During courtship rituals many birds of different species tend to sing and dance. While that is popular among Halovian people, some may chose show affection through instruments instead.

One day, a notice appears at your door. Upon examining it you realize it’s an invitation from Sunday, instructing you to his office within the Dewlight Pavilion.

Could it be about the documents you sent him last time? You wrack your brain for any possible explanation. He had been acting weirder than usual.

Heat build up in your face upon recalling Sunday’s recent appreciation for you. The earrings that are far too expensive to wear anywhere, and even worse—you bury your face into your hands. In a profound display of unprofessionalism, he let you touch his wings.

Still, every muscle in your body jittered with excitement, even though it shouldn’t.

♫ ♬ ♩

Suddenly, the closer you got, the more the hallway echoed with the sound of a violin. Slowly, you carefully stepped towards the sound, till you found its source.

Sunday was playing the violin. You couldn’t help but freeze where you were and watch him. He truly did look like angel. As he drew his bow across the strings, the light from the window shined down on him. His hair reflected the light appearing almost white. Was he always this beautiful?

Abruptly, he stands up, “You’re early. Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” you closed the door behind you, “I didn’t know you could play. What song was it?”

He places the violin down on his table and approached you, “It’s ‘Salut d’amor,’ one of the first pieces I learned how to play,” Sunday put his hand behind his back, “the dream master was the one that taught me.”

“It was very pretty, I can tell you’ve been playing for a long time.”

“Thank you.” A light blush spreads onto his cheeks, but it’s gone before you can realize it.

A loud silence sweeps the room. The two of you avert your eyes. This side of Sunday feels so different from what you’ve been told. He always maintains a professional barrier. But if so, what was this?

Sunday calls your name, “how do you feel about me?”

“What?” The question is so out of the blue, you must’ve heard wrong, “I think you’re a nice guy—“

“I meant as a partner, I thought you knew. Was I not obvious enough?” He mumbles over the last sentence.

“I—well—“ you stumble over your words. He was serious. The earrings, the wing touching, the invitation. You dismissed it as him buttering you up. The ‘most handsome man in Penacony’ as delegated by the latest magazines, had feelings for you?

Your face felt so hot, you felt as if you could combust into flames at any moment, “I feel the same.”

His expression softened. “That’s a relief, I don’t have to cancel those reservations then.”

“Reservations?! Mr. Sunday-“

“Just Sunday. I’ll pick you up later then,” he smiled, then placed his hand near your ear, as if looking for something, “Oh, but this time remember to wear those earrings.”

a/n #2: soft Sunday is real, did u see how protective he was of Robin in the quest? i need more hoyo. feed my delusion

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

had a conversation w my good friend @rockosaur (who is not an hsr fan she just puts up w my yapping) and this came up. so naturally i had to make it. ::3

[petorahs]

"If one path proves impassable, simply veer onto another"

"He did not need rebuke, guidance, or sympathy"

ARGHHH GUYS HES SO COOL HES SOO COOL 😭‼️ he's such a capable leader and even his fall from grace is done *gracefully* god i love him.

he takes the L well with quiet acceptance, heck, even he wanted to be proven wrong in the first place if "sever my path with your own two hands" line isnt enough of an indication 🥹 so good... so good. Sunday they could never make me hate you

[transgenderastarion]

happy last fingers in his ass sunday of 2023

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[ambros1an]

halo touching ☆

warnings: none, somewhat suggestive but not nsfw

summary: Sunday lets you touch his halo. ♡

A Halovian's halo is made up of energy, causing it to be incorporeal and intangible in the real world. However, in the dream world of Penacony, the energy forms into a physical object.

If there was one universal taboo, it would be touching a Halovian's halo. Yet...

Your fingers caress the lower sides of his halo. Running your fingers up and down, it's smooth and a bit too soft to be metal. It's edges are rounded but there's little ridges that dip in between.

You can't help but admire the craft. Halovian halos form based on personal experience. What type of life allows it to become so intricate, you wonder.

When your fingers glide up the points of his halo, it flickers in and out.

"S-sorry," Sunday speaks from below you, he decided to sit to allow you to touch freely, however, "I've never had my halo touched before..."

Pausing your touching, you look down at him. His face is a vibrant shade of red. His wings cover his face in a poor attempt to hide his blush.

"Are you okay? Want me to keep going?"

"Yes, to both of those questions. It's just an intimate gesture among Halovians," he mumbles into his glove.

The points among his halo stand sharp like thorns. Any touch would prick your finger. It suits him, you think. Sunday's status is a thorn that keeps people from approaching him. It serves as his protection.

But he's also soft around the edges, your lips curl up in a grin as you trace the circular arch to the next point. You fondle the halo's eye between two of your fingers.

"Just how intimate?"

Sunday gives you a glare. As best he can anyway. It's not very intimidating with cheeks all red and his wings pressed up against his face.

"Wouldn't you like to know," he shifts his face closer to yours in a challenge.

You would.

a/n: I read the "halovian special issue" for the info btw. probably not reliable but I'm desperate for Sunday and this is all I got, okay 😔

[sp00ky9]

Sundayposting on Sunday‼️‼️

[classpecting-the-hoyoverse]

hi!! i only just found your account so forgive me if i’ve missed any sundayposting i wasn’t aware of but how do you feel about prince sunday? my train of thought with it is basically how sunday believes that he’s doing good through his actions but he’s actually destroying and causing harm instead, similar to how dirk thought his actions would help his friends but ended up hurting them etcetera.

- 💬

I do agree with your angle here, but personally I feel like sunday leans more towards the creation class! As seen with how he encourages robin to pursue her dream to sing, as seen with him making a stage in their room and audience with their plushies in Robin's Myriad Celestia trailer, which would make him hopebound!

Although, as with many things, too much of one thing isn't always a good thing...

[cloevr]

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