#the unconquerable (HSR!AU)

[chronicparagon]

[ Everyone, this is the art! I commissioned a piece from @s-talking for Harmony’s HSR!AU.

They did an extraordinary job! The outfit, her updated cybernetics, all of it designed by Envy-mun! They went above my expectations and I am so happy with how this turned out!

This will be in Harmony’s HSR!AU info post. I just want to dedicate a separate post to this because my friend’s work deserves the spotlight!]

[chronicparagon]

[ Special thanks to @s-talking for animating this lovely piece of Harmony in her HSR!AU! This is absolutely wonderful in every way! My friend is awesome!]

[chronicparagon]

The Unconquerable: Honkai Star Rail!AU

Note: This verse is currently a draft meant to provide basic information. This draft combines the basic profile format and the backstory giving insight into Harmony's background. This verse is subject to change with the support of interactions and further research into canon events.

Abilities may be adjusted after further research.

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Summary and Notes

Name: Harmony Halcyon

Alias: H-101 Omega (Former name by ARES), Nita Isskunosi (Little Bear) (Former name from her home planet)

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Path: Harmony

Rarity: ✦✦✦✦✦

Species: Cyborg (formerly human)

World of residence: Unknown (born in a distant planet)

Faction: Formerly to be a soldier before ARES captured her for their experiments.She was held by ARES until her escape and became a Trailblazer and guard.

Note: Alternative affiliation is available upon request, such as being a vigilante, personal bodyguard, etc.

Element: Physical

Path: Harmony

Abilities

Harmony is a cyborg armed with plasma rays converted from light energy she absorbs through the artificial lotus blossoms embedded in the shoulders and arm joints. Her arms store miniature factories with her palms being plasma guns. They appear as circular purple lights embedded in her palms.  Her arms also have the capability of releasing plasma energy as vines. The arms are adorned with metallic vines with thorns and purple blossoms over her shoulder blades and joints. The entirety of her upper back is metal, serving as a cover for her secondary life support system that increases Harmony’s endurance and strength.

Some of her organs, such as her heart and lungs have implants to improve combat performance.

Some of her bones, such as her spine and ribs are reinforced for combat as well.

Although she doesn’t remember her past, Harmony’s knowledge of the military, combat, and field medicine indicate that she may be a soldier or guard. Her fate as an experiment for military research also suggests what her history is.

Note: Stats involving attacks are subject to change. Technique will be added soon.

Basic attack:  Plasma Ray – Attacks a single opponent with a plasma gun built into the palm of her hands.  

Skill:  Violet Vines (bounce) – Releases vibrant, purple thorny vines composed of plasma from her left palm. These vines inflict physical damage to multiple enemies and immobilize them for two turns.

Ultimate: Unconquerable Spirit - Increases all allies’ attacks and increases their critical damage for two turns.

Talent: Breaking free – After using her basic attack, Harmony’s next action will move forward by 15-35%.

Other Abilities: Harmony received the ability to communicate with wubaboos after saving one from capture when she was held prisoner by ARES.

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Appearance:

Art made by @s-talking

Text of appearance is from her profile page: Her long hair is dark brown, almost black with some dark red highlights. It casts a reddish shine in the light. Harmony stands about 5 foot 4 inches (162.5 cm) and is toned because of working out with a pear-shaped figure. Her weight fluctuates between 135-140 pounds (61.2- 63.5 kg) as a human, but as a cyborg, it increases to 185-190 pounds (83.9-86.2 kg). Her complexion is tan which is darker than most people in this verse. Her skin tone, hair color, and eye color are more typical among the people of her home planet. However, not much is known whether there are others like her anymore.

However, both arms and shoulders are mechanical with her entire back being metallic. These parts are dark gray with a large engraving of a stylized eagle. The engraving was made after she began to get on her feet after her escape, wanting a symbol of her new freedom. She also has a small tattoo on her left wrist, which says her former name: “H-101 Ω”

Harmony has three piercings. One on each earlobe and she has a piercing on her tongue.

Harmony’s body has various scars on her body, ranging from thin, clean incisions from live dissections, the nasty scars and burns from the “so-called” tests where she fought to the death against monsters, even forced to end the lives of prisoners corrupted by ARES' other experiments. She has mixed feelings about the scars. Harmony worries that she lost any beauty she had, but at the same time, they are signs that she is free. She fought against her captors and even against death itself.

 There is beauty in life and strength. Harmony used all her might for her right to protect and live, and despite all odds, she won.

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Personality: Harmony is a shy girl who can get excited occasionally. This can be off-putting to other people, especially if she just met them. It makes her come off as socially awkward. Most of the time, she’s more reserved, often in the background but she will warm up to others who mean no ill will.

She can trust others pretty quickly, which is both a good and bad thing. However, once she trusts someone, Harmony is sweet, even affectionate. Her most noticeable traits are her kindness, being polite, and quiet nature. She also has a nurturing side, who takes on the role as a mother figure to others in needs including children and creatures. However, she can be fierce, even a little scary if she needs to be. This was apparent in her trials in ARES’s captivity and in the challenges that followed in her duty as a Trailblazer and guard.

She’s incredibly stubborn, and sometimes this can do more harm than good. But it is that determination that also saved lives including her own. Harmony means well, but even after living she is dedicated, sticking to her tasks to the end. The last thing she wants to do is let anyone down.

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Backstory

(Note: Some of the backstory may change once I learn more about the lore. ARES have been created for this AU and more information about them and specific characters as headcanons. ARES and notable characters associated with them will be available for plots.)

The stars shine bright in the eternal darkness that is the universe. They shimmer near and far from Harmony’s window with the colors of distant planets studding the heavens like jewels on sparkling velvet. Silver eyes watch the outside surroundings drift by outside her room. Metallic arms cross over her chest and red lips curve to a gentle smile.

I never get tired of this. I love seeing the stars whenever I get the chance. Harmony thought while looking on during this short time alone. It’s small pleasures like this that she never takes for granted. It’s far better than the bright red and rust splattered on the pit’s walls, a place where she thought of many battles for her life.  Where she is now is far better than the walls of her cold cell, or the blinding white lights over her.

She can never forget those memories. Strapped to the table with the light shielding the scientists’ features as they diligently got to work with sterling scalpels, drills, needles, and probes. Harmony never recalled ever being under any anesthesia during those experiments. The researchers at ARES never cared to offer their test subjects that.

Harmony’s smile fades as the past slowly and carefully creep up on her. Her head lowers to the floor before her.

“Ares.” She mutters under her breath. Not many people knew of them, but she would say they were lucky to never know.

ARES is an illusive organization dedicated to researching and developing weapons for military and warfare. They have vast connections to other organizations who seek their weaponry and technology. They worked alongside oppressive regimes across the universe. They also had dealings under the table with private military contractors who were willing to pay a high price for their weapons.

Hushed rumors stoked speculations that the IPC may have some involvement ARES's work or used their weapons designed for mass destruction.  Of course, there is no clear evidence of their relationship. Still, ARES are responsible for the devastation their weapons caused and they ignored ethics for the sake of progress.

One of their experiments is the creation of a super soldier, an ultimate killing machine. This led to their development of Project Ursa, which is the creation of a soldier of human and technology combined. A weapon that is as powerful as a grizzly bear hellbent on reaping lives of enemies.

That was where Harmony came in.

Harmony holds out her left arm and her left hand gingerly strokes over the small engraving on her metallic wrist. She can’t feel the depth of the engraving of the name ARES gave her.

H-101 Ω

She can’t feel the cold metal with her hands, or how smooth the metal is. It’s nothing but that strange sense of numbness from her shoulders down. Her back is no better with metal replacing flesh from the back of her neck to the center of her back.

 Funny…I…Can't remember ever feeling anything with my fingers...Come to think of it, I can't feel anything on my arms and back. But everywhere else is fine.

She vaguely recalls a time when she was not like this, but…It’s so blurry. All she knows is the ARES Space Station and the hell created within those walls.

“Shoot! Not again…” Harmony mutters under her breath with a shake of her head.

Eyes shut tight as she recalls her earliest memories being ones of fear, pain, and death.  But her life must have not been that way. She has her names, one being Harmony Halcyon, and the other is from an unknown language that she somehow knows. Though she remembers only some words, it was a sign that her life was not always shrouded in darkness.

She only has those few fragments from her past before ARES. She knows she’s Harmony Halcyon and there’s another name: Nita Isskunosi. It’s from a language she doesn’t recall the name of but knows some words. It exists somewhere!  Those names are what she held onto. They mean she’s a person, not H-101 Omega: The innovation of super soldiers.

The young woman opens her eyes, returning her attention to the heavens for one more moment. Just one more moment before duty calls.

 What I don’t get is how I got there to begin with. Harmony thought, I must have something to do with military or something like that. Was I a soldier before that? A peacekeeper?

A chiming sound draws her gaze to the phone resting on her nightstand. She turns away from the window for the nightstand, her mind wanders back to how she came here. That she remembers very well.

ARES gushed over their success in developing a living war machine but they wanted to do more. They had much more in store in her before her eventual deployment.

Be it on the table under the knife or on the battlefield, Harmony knew this could be fatal for her. Unfortunately for her, It didn’t matter to ARES since they lost many test subjects before.  As far as she knew, she was the remaining human subject who survived.

But Harmony had other plans for her fate. She wasn’t going to let them keep her here and use her for every twisted experiment. No. She refused to let those monsters rule her life! She can't let these people conquer her fate as they have done to her body, her mind, and her previous life.

She must take control of her life and it had to happen now!

It was that decision that changed her story and sparked chaos in the ARES Station.

Sirens went off, and red lights flashed in her sight as she ran down the corridor.  Sparks flew and armed med and women fell from the storm of plasma rays emitted from the gun embedded within her. Screams and cries of pain rang in her ears when other staff who came after her met the large, blue shield. She bulldozed obstacles while her plasma gun was charging, breaking into the station’s hanger.

Her target: The Crimson Falcon, was a space fighter jet developed by ARES. It was one of the ships in the organization’s prized fleet, which fell into the fugitive’s hands as she used credentials stolen from a fallen staff member on the way.

It worked! It was working, and she was free! She was so close to freedom at last!

Or so she thought.

ARES didn’t give up and pursued her. It took one missile to send the Crimson Falcon crashing. Her fears of recapture or death filled Harmony when she fell from the sky. The craft screeching with flames engulfing the ship. She didn’t have the chance to react before a crash reaches her ears. Darkness flooded her vision, surrounded by intense heat drilling into her as debris dug into her body. Those are all she knew until there was nothing.  

Harmony shudders and she shakes her head once more. It’s all she can do to rid herself of the past. Calm yourself, Harmony! Don’t get caught up in the past.  She needs to keep telling herself that. She reaches for her phone, turning on the screen to the notification. It's a reminder of the time, which is when she needs to be on patrol.

Yeah, I need to go. She thought, and the phone slid into her jacket's pocket as she made her way to her desk that stood across from her bed and nightstand. She picks up her Astral Express badge from the desk, pausing to look at it.

She can never express the entirety of her gratitude for the Astral Express. They didn't have to take her in, but she offered her services as security and assist in Trailblazing. Surely, her abilities can do good for others instead of destruction.

How she got here opened the door to a new journey in hopes of finding answers. That part of her story is still fresh on her mind with the many ups and downs leading to this.

Harmony came to learn about it during her recovery from her wounds at a clinic belonging to a doctor named Natasha in Jarilo-VI. Shat was where she crashed and it wasn't long until she was discovered and brought in. There she learned that she was safe and there was no one there to harm her.

That was the very first time in so long that she felt safe. That was the first time when the dam broke and emotions poured out. Maybe it is too much for the gentle doctor but she was patient, and understanding, never judging her patient who was through the wringer more than once.

That encounter was still embarrassing for Harmony who was used put on a brave face in the face of the people who put her through hell in the name of science.

Her time recovering in the clinic gave her time to put her thoughts together with questions buzzing in her mind. Though they followed her for so long, Harmony couldn't dwell on such questions when fighting for her life.

Nita Isskunosi, that means Little Bear. Why do I know that? Who was I?

My family? Who were they? Did I have one?

...Where is home?

How did I get to ARES?...What happened?

She had to know, but...How? Where should she start in finding answers to those questions.

She knew no one would have the answers, not even Natasha. But, Harmony was open with the kind woman about these questions and not knowing where to go from there. She had no one else to turn to other than the first friendly face.

That was where she learned about the Astral Express. It carried the Trailblazers, who saved Jarilo-VI from the effects of the Fragmentum. Perhaps they could help her find the answers to her past beyond her time with ARES. Though hesitant, Harmony knew that may be her first step.

She reached out to them, and the rest was history.

Her story starts from here and Harmony hopes that one day, she will learn about herself, where she came from, why she became an experiment, and hope to find people she will hold dear to her heart.

Right! I need to go! I need to for real.

Harmony attaches the badge to her jacket. Then, she makes her way to the door. She takes in a deep breath before finally leaving her room.

This is it. This is only the beginning.

[chronicparagon]

👀 !! :>

@nohymn

send 👀 if our muses have never interacted before (or have!) and I will write up 3-5 headcanons for their relationship!

The first meeting was a little tense. Sunday boards the Astral Express as a passenger while Harmony is part of the crew as one of the Nameless. Harmony is pretty shy and at first, she is wary with how he carries himself. Of course, she would be polite with him despite being a little put off by how he seems holier than thou while he must adjust to the dramatic changes in his life. This is the beginning of learning that Sunday is not all that he seems and deep down, he is human who is starting on a new journey to find himself.

2. The coldness between them doesn't last long. While on the Astral Express, there is time to cross paths and start to get to know each other. They find that they both love music and adore sweets. This becomes the first bit of common ground that the two bond on.

3. Though she doesn't remember much about her past, Harmony knows she can play guitar and sing. She has to adjust to playing with the loss of sensation in her fingers due to her cybernetics, but she got the hang of it again with some encouragement from others. Sunday and his immaculate talents on the piano is a big influence in her taking up the guitar again.

This leads to spending time listening to each other play, even playing together through those quiet hours during their travels.

4. Both love desserts and Sunday leads to Harmony learning about the vast variety of pastries that she never knew existed before. One of Harmony's talents is also baking and she would be interested in learning how to bake egg based sweets like puddings and custards. She does well in this skill and would invite Sunday to tase test these creations. Creme brulee and Chocolate pudding tarts topped with fresh berries are some of her favorite creations.

5. Harmony loves how Sunday's hair looks. Harmony is also quite prideful of her own hair which is based on her culture. Hair is seen as "medicine," which refers to spiritual power or the power of the connection of identity and culture, which has its own healing power.

This is a big stretch, but if there's enough trust, they may get into sharing tricks on how they tend to their hair. It could escalate to brushing and styling each other's hair. Among Harmony's people, working on each other's hair by brushing, braiding, etc are done as showing trust and care. It is also an act of healing by bonding with others and reconnecting with heritage. It gives the opportunity to share stories while boosting each other's confidence.

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"Honestly? I heard a mix. Some good and some bad..." She recalls the remaining posters scattered throughout Belabog. Most had crude portraits of him and the other two Trailblazers along with outlandish accusations. There were more posted far before Harmony crashed into the wilderness of Jarilo-VI. That time of uncertainty and friction came and went.

Though there were rumors still floating in the air, that didn't sway Harmony from finding the Astral Express and ask to join. It was the best course of action in her mind when there she had nowhere else to go. Not after everything.

"But I usually take the bad with a grain of salt." It wouldn't have been fair if she made assumptions based on such rumors. Besides, the accusations left behind on weathered posters seem out there. They were a stark comparison to the praise she heard in Belabog and Boulder Town. Harmony heard the tales of the divisions reuniting thanks to Caelus and the others' actions. Still, there are questions that never left her mind about that and the other stories she heard before finding her way here.

Her silvery gaze lowers to his hand while speaking once more. It's a chance to get to know the real Caelus, not what was portrayed by others. Her sight returned to meet his own.

Yeah." Harmony answers with a small nod. Her hand reaches out and takes hold of his own. Fingers wrap around, giving Caelus a firm shake. The grip is strong but she minds her strength to not cause pain. "That's my hope too. At least, I'll try my best."

@travelthetrailblaze

Caelus tilted his head as he looked at her for a moment and then nodded his head. He can get it. Sometimes when you're in a place like this, your mind will wander and you can't help but go into a dream-like nap mode.

Maybe we all tend to do so...

He listened to her words with a patient smile, and even looked sheepish at the mention of his so-called reputation.

"Ah, is that so? I...don't think it's the good things you've heard, huh?" He tried to joke, rubbing the side of his neck and coughed, his golden topaz colored eyes looking away for a moment.

...Right, he supposed that Miss Harmony would've heard about him. His face along with Dan Heng, March 7th and even Sampo of all people being plastered in some of the places they've visited...it would be a surprise if no one ever recognized him at all. But he wished to actually talk to the other and maybe give a chance to have a better impression towards her.

"Well, at least you can get to know the real me rather than what you've heard. And hope we can work together well," He said, offering his fingerless gloved hand with a crooked weak smile, as if giving an opening to establish a camaraderie.

[chronicparagon]

hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon

hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like

hc + 👎 for a headcanon about things they dislike

hc + 🛒 for a shopping-themed headcanon

@talesforged

hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon

Harmony loves sleep but a restful night's sleep is a luxury for her. The cyborg lets her guard down when she sleeps, and falls into the grim memories that return as nightmares. The ghosts of her past are relentless as she remembers the pain, the fear, and the sorrow from the many lives around her cut short in the name of science and conquest.

Wounds on flesh have long scarred over, but the wounds in the mind always return when she hears the distant cries of other captives, and the white sterile walls become red.

Because of this, Harmony tries to find different ways to rest. Harmony comes to learn that holding something as she sleeps makes those nightmares less frequent. A pillow, a plush, anything to reassure herself. That bit of comfort reminds her that her past is not now. She is alive, safe, and not alone. That doesn't always eliminate the nightmares, but anything helps.

hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like

Harmony is very excited about learning other people's cultures. She enjoys experiencing the diversity the universe has to offer. When on a new planet, she wants to learn about the history, beliefs, lore, and traditions. Although usually quiet, Harmony will ask question after question from people who are willing to share. Gray eyes light up to find the delicacies on the table, and the details of clothing and regalia people wear.

After losing so much of her own home, Harmony shares what she remembers of her own culture while making efforts to learn, honor, and help preserve other cultures.

hc + 👎 for a headcanon about things they dislike

Harmony hates cruelty with a burning passion. She especially has a soft spot for children and animals, believing they deserve love and safety. Abuse and neglect trigger a violent reaction from the cyborg. She has been treated less of a person before and she will be damned if she allows anyone else to get hurt.

hc + 🛒 for a shopping-themed headcanon

As much as Harmony loves shopping, she shops mainly with others in mind. She tries to learn about friends' and colleagues' favorites and keeps an eye open for these items.

Gift-giving is one of Harmony's love languages, so she saves up her credit to buy nice things for others. Harmony also loves to buy things to represent different cultures and support the people's efforts in preserving it. Small businesses and independent artisans are also some of Harmony's favorite places to shop.

[chronicparagon]

🤥

😶

@reversescale

hc + 🤥 for a lie-themed headcanon

Harmony is a horrible liar. She prefers to be honest but there are times when a lie can make a difference between life and death. Though she dreads being dishonest, Harmony will lie to protect others.

However, she has the worst poker face ever. Her eyes will shift away from others, fearing to see reactions such as disappointment, anger, or fear. Stammering her words as her mind races for the right words to make a convincing lie. These are small tell-tale signs that she is fibbing. Even is she is lying for the greater good, the guilt still eats at her.

hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep

Harmony doesn't like to share her secrets, mainly out of fear of judgment. Though she doesn't remember much of her past outside her captivity in ARES, she has pieces of some of her memories, such as aspects of her home's culture, and experience in warfare.

To recap, ARES is an intergalactic war machine that made deals with the IPC, dictators, and private military contractors to gain funding and test subjects in creating new weapons. Many authority figures turn a blind eye to ARES' lack of ethics and willingly turn over prisoners from conquest.

Harmony vaguely remembers a time when she was running through a battlefield. Fire and death embraced the earth. Donning a uniform, she raced to fallen comrades, pleading with them to wake up as she tended to their wounds. It was a desperate time until she heard crashes near and far and hellish flames flooded her vision.

That was the end of one era of her life, and her time as a prisoner and test subject began. Harmony suspects that she may have been a warrior or soldier or guard before an experiment. However, she has no way of confirming that with her home planet long gone. Since then, she avoids speaking about her past. Though, memories creep on the cyborg's mind when she is vulnerable such as sleep. Dark secrets haunt her through nightmares, taunting her for failing her family, her friends, her people, and her planet.

Harmony hopes that she won't become weak and fail everyone again.

[chronicparagon]

🫦 8]

@reversescale

Send me 🫦 to have a New year's kiss at midnight.

It started with one drink.

That is the plan: Only one drink and she will be fine. After all, it's a small gathering at the party car to ring in the new year. Nothing too extravagant.

That is a solid plan. Well, it was the plan.

It started with one drink. The concoction went down smooth and despite the slight burn at the back of her throat, Harmony asked for more. One drink became two, then two drinks became three.

Her vision becomes hazy.

Three becomes four.

The burn strengthens, and a fire blazes in the pit of her stomach. She wanted more. Sadly, Shush denied Harmony one more drink except for iced water. She had more than enough despite her whimpering pleas. A light nudge from her colleague cuts those pleas short. Glazed eyes look at the man by her side and emotions collide against her like intense waves.

Silver hues meet the deep blue belonging to none other than Dan Heng.

Joy and sorrow nearly throw her off her feet and the cyborg can't explain why. She barely remembers being moved from the bar stool where she nearly fell out, and the gentle but firm guidance to the closest sofa curved around one of the tables. Emotions swirls like her thoughts despite the smile on her face.

"Daan Heng! Dan! Dan! Dan!" Harmony giggles as her body wavers in her seat next to Dan Heng. Perhaps he is nearby out of genuine concern for the other. "Daaaany-Dan!" She exclaims while shifting closer to him. "Ya-yer so nice! Niceee Nice Daaan-Dan!" Mechanical arms embrace one of his own. Normally, Harmony would be very careful with her strength. However, liquor has clouded her judgment, and control of her strength. The hold is not enough to cause injury, but it's certainly not comfortable.

"Thankss for helpin me git here! Ya my hero. My. Herrrrro!" The last word rolls off her tongue before she bursts into a fit of giggles. That's right! Dan Heng did help her! He got her away from the mean robot who said no more drinks and brought her to this table. He's a hero and heroes deserve something nice.

Heroes and new year, new year means kisses. Heroes like kisses, right? The stroke of midnight nears. The year is about to end and a new one will begin.

Five...

Do I do it?

Four...

Why not? It's fine, right?

Three...

"C-can I-May I-Can I kiss you?" Harmony asks.

Two...

She leans in, her lips aim to give a gentle kiss on his cheek, but before her lips meet Dan Heng's skin, she freezes and eyes shot wide open.

One!

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Then, a moment of clarity hits her. Realization slams into her like a truck and it breaks her free from the clutches of drunken haze.

"OH, NO!" She releases Dan Heng and scrambles away from him.

"Guh-Gods! I-I-I'm so-so-ssssso sorry! Thaa-wuz not-not cool!" Harmony slurs before bursting into tears. Guilt ravages her, fearing that she did something terrible to him. It did not matter that it's a light kiss on the cheek. Did she even kiss him yet? Oh, that doesn't matter! The intention was there. It was right there!

She didn't wait for his reply. She should have waited! Why didn't she wait? Her body falls to the side with her face hidden by folded arms. Dark hair shines red as the silken locks cascade around her, spilling over the sofa and onto the car's floor.

Muffled sobs and apologies continue but it would not last long. Those tears and apologies fade and he can hear a new sound. Light snoring comes from Harmony as she remains where she is.

Perhaps it is best that she sleeps this off.

[chronicparagon]

As far from any of the Xianzhou ships as they were, Penacony still managed to stun with its fabulous displays designed to dazzle the influx of Xianzhou guests that flocked to the Planet of Festivities during the holiday season. Dan Heng and Harmony had gone off their own while the others remained at a dance hall within the Golden Hour, wandering its streets and being prudent to dodge the Spheroids streaking past. It was at a table on a terrace that overlooked Aideen Park that he took his fellow Nameless, offering Harmony a velveteen box.

Inside, a handmade bracelet made of jade and glass beads awaited her, glinting softly in the neon light soaring above their heads.

"Happy Lunar New Year, Harmony," Dan Heng told her gently, a smile flitting to his lips.

@reversescale

Pure wonder fills her gaze during the walk. She remains close to Dan Heng while taking in the surrounding splendor. Penacony is alight with the excitement and joy the holiday season brings. The cyborg looks forward to this moment, for she has something she wants to give Dan Heng. Soon, the walk ends at the terrace, where they settle around a table. This is it! This can be the moment for her reveal. But before she could make her move, Dan Heng offered the velveteen box.

"Huh? You-you got me something?" Dark brows rise, but she accepts the box. A gasp follows the box opening, revealing the delicate treasure within.

"Dan Heng, you shouldn't have!" Hands gingerly pick up the box. She stares at the beautiful bracelet, taking in the great care he put into it.

'He...He made this? And it's for me?' She thought, sitting in silence and staring at the jewelry in awe. A moment passes before her attention returns to him. Tears brim her gray eyes, but they're not tears of pain or sorrow. This gesture is beyond anything she can imagine. It's touching, really. Dan Heng can be serious, perhaps even a bit aloof, but he truly cares for his friends.

"This...This is lovely. I never saw anything like it." She sniffs while picking up the bracelet and wrapping it around her wrist. It fits perfectly and looks all the more exquisite. "Dan Heng...Thank you. You have always been a great friend. I'm grateful for all that you do, especially with this." With that, Harmony reveals a secret of her own.

She retrieves the small, black box from her bag and sets it on the table. "This is for you." The woman adds, still smiling. Inside the box is a medallion of a white lotus embraced by the wind currents in shades of green. The medallion hangs from a beaded chain in greens and blues accented by white. The medallion is composed of beadwork with tiny glass beads glittering in the night's radiance.

"Happy Lunar New Year, Dan Heng!"

[chronicparagon]

💋💋 DOUBLE

@ddddancer

For each 💋 I'll write a nsfw headcanon about my muse.

Harmony is a sucker for body worship. It's one of her major kinks next to biting and marking (giving and receiving). However, she is more of a giver in body worship. Not that she's against receiving it. It's just she wants to show her lover how much she treasures them. It's one of her ways to show how she idolizes their beauty, and loving their imperfections. To her, they are absolutely perfect and make her heart sing.

2. As a cyborg, one of Harmony's abilities is super strength. This means she has a very strong grip. Normally, she knows how to control her strength.

However, there is something about intimacy when control may...slip.

There is something about being incredibly vulnerable to a lover.

There is something about being lost in the throes of passion when hearts race and the blood boil...That she can forget and her mechanical arms holds the other a bit too tight to her body.

Or her fingers curl so tight around what she's holding that it may just break.

Of course, this has not happened yet. But if it did, it would lead to an urgent ride to the emergency department while Harmony apologizes a million times, all while blubbering like a baby. She never ever means to harm her lover. If it happens, the guilt will eat her alive, fearing for her beloved's life. All because she grabbed a bit too tight.

[chronicparagon]

BINGO!!!!!!

@ddddancer

"Oh, heavens!" Harmony exclaims when Fairweather announces the bingo. Sure enough, the card has a bingo. "Well, look at that! You do have one. Mister Fairweather, I-"Harmony pauses as her mind scrambles for the right words to say.

"Please forgive me. This is very sudden." Then, her lips turn to a smile.

"But that's not a bad thing." The cyborg adds, "If you are interested, then perhaps-I mean, if it's no trouble. Maybe we could try? At least start by getting to know each other. But that is if it's okay with you. I don't mean to overstep boundaries."

[chronicparagon]

Hai

@ddddancer

Send "What if they kissed?"

and I'll write a scene where our muses kiss, even if they aren't shipped together. it is it's own thing and doesn't have to lead to an official ship. a "what if scenario"

Tonight is a night like no other.

It is a night that Harmony never dreams of being possible for someone like her, yet...

And yet...

Life can sometimes be funny, and she can't be sure if it is genuine or...Perhaps just a dream. After all, this is the realm of festivities and where dreams come true. A world where no more tears are shed and broken hearts can mend, even if it's all a facade.

The night started with an encounter like no other. Harmony crossed paths with a man who dons many hats, carrying many titles through his time in Penacony.

Fairweather is his name.

She admitted that she's not from Penacony before. Her arrival through the Astral Express happened recently and the young woman had some time to herself. One thing led to another, and she found herself on a surprise tour of the best places of the Dreamscape. After all, what better way to explore than with him as the guide? Wonder fills her with every step of the way seeing the highlights of each Hour.

Her questions met with his answers, and laughter over shared drinks among the festive crowds in the lively taverns and bars. Their journey leads them to this moment, finding herself alone with Fairweather on the observation deck at Dream's Edge. There, the vast brilliance of the Golden Hour shines.

"Wow..." Harmony whispers in awe, "Heavens, this is beautiful!" She turns to face him, smiling brightly. "I never thought you can see the entire Hour from here! Thank you for showing me. I...I never saw anything like this."

The golden light reflects in her shining gaze. Those eyes catch his cerulean hues. However, that smile on her face fades as she takes in the small details on Fairweather's face. Scars etched on his skin and his nose crooked, possibly from more than one unfortunate encounter leading to improper healing.

A pang of sorrow rises in her heart as she wonders about the grim tales behind these imperfections. Though, they don't make him ugly.

Not at all.

Really, she thought he was attractive as he is.

Besides, she is far from perfect with her own scars from a bloodstained past and weaponry encased in metal replaced what she lost. He didn't seem fazed by those startling features, at least. A metallic arm adorned with the crystal blossoms rises until her hand gently cups his left cheek. A thumb strokes over Fairweather's skin as she watches him. Those silent seconds pass as Harmony shoves hesitation away.

Long lashes lower as she leans in. The cyborg stands on her toes until soft lips press against the "X" shaped scar on his forehead. Long silken dark locks flow with the gentle breeze surrounding them. Glint of red shines from the golden moment's brilliance with light floral notes mingling with vanilla greeting his senses. A second kiss on the scar adorning the bridge of his nose is just as gentle. The touch is akin to the brush of a butterfly's wing. Harmony pulls away for a moment. Lashes flutter to see Fairweather's face.

Time slows to a standstill. Temptation for that bit of gentleness creeps in. She's nervous, fearing it may be too much.

'Would he tell me? If it's not what he wants, he will say something, right?' She thought as she searched for any subtle hint of him wanting more or prefer some space. The young woman doesn't find any sign of dread or fear of her advances. She's still worried, but he seems receptive to the brief tenderness so far.

'Okay...' Harmony thinks,

'Okay...here goes.'

A deep breath and she leans in once more.

Her body presses against him as her arms wrap around him. Soft warmth meets Fairweather's lips in a chaste kiss. She holds him there for a moment, though it seems to last much longer. Then, slowly, ever so slowly, she breaks the kiss. She leaves behind a delicate sweetness on the other's lips. Color tints her russet complexion as she finally releases him. Her right arm crosses over her chest, the hand rubbing her upper left arm as her head lowers. Her mane conceals her darkening blush as her heart pounds at a rapid pace.

"I-" She mutters, "Ah-I...I'm sorry if that's too much." Perhaps she was caught in the moment, but...it wasn't bad.

No...

It wasn't bad at all.

[chronicparagon]

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@remembranced

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"I'm not going to lie about Clear. He's cute."

[chronicparagon]

Harmony knows she shouldn’t say this but the temptation has been stronger each day. In a soft voice, she mutters.

“I wish I could feel Mydei’s muscles…”

[chronicparagon]

@talesforged

Continued

"Ah! Well...It's kind of hard to explain." Harmony answers while watching the world go by their daily affairs. "At least, I think it's news. I don't know how else to describe it. I think it could be considered news or maybe seeing the future?" She asks before she gives an example.

"Like, I had one dream where this blue haired creature was setting a city on fire. It was a little, squirrel-like creature that set this city on fire with this bizarre contraption they made but was laughing manically because of all the credit they got? They were small, very fluffy, and very blue. It ended wit the trash cans wanting to declare war for the critter's offense. Then, I was at Jarillo-VI not long ago. I watched silvermane guards chasing a man with blue hair because customers complained that he sold them this portable heater thing. It didn't work so they threw them away...but then it set trash cans on fire. They had to close off a section of Belabog because of the stench. I have no idea who he was but I heard he caused a lot of issues." Harmony explains and her mechanical shoulders shrug. "Anyway, that's one example. I think there's a connection but I can't be sure." Not that she's going to complain. Cryptic dreams are far better than revisiting her horrific past during sleep.

Then, she perks up as she recalls what the other said. She said learning through dreams is the way of life for her, but it's about the past. She turns her head to the source of the other voice.

"It's the way of life for you?" Harmony asks and she notices the other woman's dragon-like features.

The horns crowning her cherry red mane. The serpentine tail with scales of cherry and scarlet. "O-oh! Wait! You-You're a-" Harmony's body turns to full face Anhe. Silver eyes shine with excitement.

"You're a Vidyadhara!" Hands clap together and she hurriedly approaches the other. "That is so, so cool! Wow, I love your horns and tail! Y-you're so pretty!" She adds, though her head lowers, using her dark hair to conceal the blush on her tan skin. Embarrassment washes over her as she realizes her own mistake.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't introduce myself! I'm Harmony Halcyon! I came to Xianzhou Luofu with the Astral Express! May I know your name, miss? Could you tell me more about how dreams work for your people?"

[chronicparagon]

Harmony, who is that Foxian with you?

@fctedivided

"Her?" Harmony turns away from the food stall owner, finding Septine resting on a bench nearby.

"That's Septine...We met in Jarilo-VI." The cyborg smiles gently while watching the Foxian. "She's special, you know. Everyone on the Express is happy to have her on board." Those words are nothing but the truth. She's been a positive addition on the team, and Harmony is certainly glad to have Septine by her side.

"She's certainly a beauty! You must be lucky to have her." The woman answers with a smile. "Yeah..." Harmony replies, "Yeah, I am lucky." Her heart swells with not only pride of how far Septine has come, but for the pure love she has locked within.

"Oh! Sorry, your order is ready!" She sets the takeout carton holding a Tuskpir Wrap for Harmony to take."

"Thank you!" Harmony offers the credit in return before taking her order. "I hope she likes it."

"Oh, she will! The people at Xianzhou Lofu love it! I'm sure she will enjoy the cake. Be sure to tell Miss Septine welcome home." She adds with a wink. Harmony nods with a smile before returning to Septine with the cake. The reason behind this surprise? Well, there's no other reason except spoiling Septine with something from her home.