#welt and Himeko are too calm and collected

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I love Himeko and Welt but respectfully I’m gonna need them to stay on the express for the next planet bc I miss the Jarilo VI team

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(HSR) Astral Express Crew Headcanons

Hi everyone! I have returned, this time with a library entry for one of the newest fandoms on the list: Honkai Star Rail! While I am not confident about writing for all the characters yet, I figured some headcanons for the members of the Astral Express would be a good start. I hope you enjoy!

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Welt

- Mr. Yang enjoys spending his time quietly. From playing chess with Himeko or Dan Heng to doodling in a notebook of his while sipping some tea - he's got all the grandpa habits you can imagine.

- One of these habits is crochet. After picking up some yarn and tools from a planet they visited, Welt tried to learn knitting...and failed miserably. Therefore he was hesitant to attempt crochet, but gave it a try nonetheless. It worked a lot better than knitting because it doesn't use two needles, just one hook. While he does get cramps and wrist pain from time to time, he does enjoy making crochet items, like scarves and amigurumi.

- Additionally, Welt knows how to make origami. He has tried to teach March before, but she gave up pretty quickly. The Trailblazer on the other hand has shown to be quite skilled at it, so making origami has become quite the bonding activity for the two of them.

Himeko

- As the mom of the Express, Himeko knows everyone's drink preferences in and out. She likes to make alcoholic cocktails for Welt and herself, though sometimes she does give non-alcoholic ones to the youngsters. It has definitely earned her March's favor.

- Totally a mix between a wine aunt and a mom. She definitely loves red wine.

- Speaking of being a mom, it isn't just an inside joke on the Express. Himeko has tried taking up a caring, motherly role for Dan Heng. While the two don't share too many similarities on the surface, Himeko is one of the only people who knows about Dan Heng's fascination with the arts. She supports him trying out different kinds of art - from poetry to painting - and actively funds his endeavors. Mostly in secret though. After everyone is asleep, she will invite Dan Heng to a large storage room on the Express where he can try out different things - music, painting, poetry, all the good stuff. While they don't talk too much, Himeko does notice that Dan Heng appreciates the opportunity to try out new things in secret and build his own identity, far away from Dan Feng.

March 7th

- March is the sunshine of the Express. Things would be way too calm without her around. Everyone knows that and everyone appreciates March for simply being herself.

- With her enjoyment of cute things and Welt's newfound hobby, March often asks him to crochet a few amigurumi for her. Whether it be a Diting Plushie or a small Trotter keychain, she has ideas for everything thanks to her travels with the Express Crew. Welt does quite enjoy being able to bond with March like this, occasionally explaining crochet stitches to her. March appreciates being able to talk to Welt about whatever she wants while he crochets and listens.

- Another thing is that March definitely collects cute stickers to decorate her photo albums with. If she's going to store all of her pictures somewhere, might as well make that storage space look cute, right?

Dan Heng

- As mentioned in Himeko's section, Dan Heng has taken a liking to the arts. He will secretly learn anatomy from YouTube videos or write some poems about whatever occupies his mind, maybe even try to turn some of these poems into song lyrics. His current preference is poetry, though he does enjoy going wild on a canvas with acrylic paint sometimes.

- Speaking of song lyrics, he seems like the kind of guy to be interested in Serval's rock music to some extent. March has dragged him to one of her shows before, and while he didn't quite see the point at first, he did end up enjoying it. So he ended up using March and her camera as a disguise to visit more often and learn about Serval's music.

- Speaking of music, he seems like someone who plays music for the plants on the Express because he believes it will help them grow. Maybe it's an old Luofu tradition? Though he will deny ever doing such a thing or push it on his home planet's culture.

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God, this has been sitting in my drafts for ages,, I do still enjoy these headcanons though, they're really sweet to me. Might as well share my joy, right?

See you next time, folks! Remember: requests are open!

~Curator Silver

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stargazing.

word count: 721

author's notes: just a little something for my favorite old man fr. written after a friend gave me a prompt for a fluff ff with welt, and while this isn't necessarily fluff, it is a ff?? HASHSH just a bunch of rambles! idk what i'm doing actually :3

other: contains spoilers for welt's hsr lore; posted on amino and ao3 as well

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Welt Yang enjoyed watching the stars in this universe.

Of course, it took him time to actually take a liking to it. He still remembered well just how distant they felt at the very beginning, how much they reminded him of the fact this place wasn't home - even though he made a conscious decision to enter this world. How after that person left they seemed to almost laugh at Welt and mock him: “Look, you're on your own again!”; and while he was no stranger to that, it still made him feel… Bitter, almost. Perhaps not necessarily out of place, but still to some extent unwelcome - like these stars were poking and scratching at that wound in his heart that hasn't quite healed yet, never allowing it to close for longer. 

He would never admit it to anyone, though; not because of lack of trust on his side, but because he didn't believe it was important enough to trouble anyone with it. Even if it cost him a few too many sleepless nights, spent on tossing around in his bed and staring at the ceiling, and thinking, thinking, thinking way too much, until the voice of doubt in his mind became unbearably loud. Did he really make the right decision choosing to enter this universe? Letting that person leave the crew without a word? Staying here instead of searching for them?

Was he doing the right thing in general, or simply trying to play a pathetic imitation of a hero again?

He bore the name of the world, but not this one. It was likely an incredibly selfish way of thinking, but it wasn't his duty to save this universe. And, he also knew Himeko wouldn't stop him if he decided to leave her as well; no one was keeping him on the Astral Express by force, after all. He was free to do whatever he wished to, even if it was to continue forward entirely on his own.

Ultimately, though, he stayed.

The time he spent on the train grew longer, and as it did, his wish to leave became weaker and weaker. The crew grew too, with Astral Express turning into a safe haven for the new members, somewhere they could always return to, and with Welt eventually becoming a mentor of sorts for these young people. He didn't mind, really. Even more; he was glad he was able to make them feel safe, and like they had someone to rely on; he could tell they needed it, after all. 

His room began feeling more cozy, too, as it filled up with various things: some related to his work on the Express, some - to his hobbies, and these were a little more self-indulgent.

And it was only natural that, as he found his place in this universe, another part of him eventually took over. 

It was the part that craved knowledge, just like a little kid who always had a thousand questions about the world around them ready; the part that felt pure, simple joy just learning new things; the part that maybe, just maybe, never really grew up. Before Welt realized, he was studying maps of the skies of the planets they visited, learning the names of the stars and constellations, even the legends associated with them.

He was catching himself gazing at the stars more often, too: whether it would be in the parlor car, looking outside the window, relaxing with a cup of coffee or tea; on one of the Astral Express' many stops, as he stole an hour or two from his night sleep just to watch the stars if it only was possible in the world in question; or, finally, in his own bedroom, sometimes even in bed - which was conveniently placed right next to the window, allowing him to see a bit of the sky without needing to get up.

He realized he found the sight oddly calming and soothing as well, something that helped him collect his thoughts whenever he needed that - and sometimes, filling him with almost… Child-like excitement for the journey ahead of them; even bringing a soft smile to his face, which, unbeknownst to him, has been captured on several of March 7th's many photos.

Yes.

Welt Yang certainly could say he enjoyed watching the stars in this universe.