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masked-fools · 9 months

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❝ your old buddy sampo is a model citizen these days. y'know the guards on sentry duty in the restricted zone? i deliver their breakfast every day! ❞

— Sampo Koski, ancient relic specialist

Tavern Notice Board

7th of August — 13th of August

(1) forsaken and yet not [blade, kafka] — @leonistic

even when the world is against them you stand by their side

(2) an apology [kafka] — @c0metes

reader is a stellaron hunter and got their shoulder hurt. some love acrobatics. guns and bullets and swords, average day for a stellaron hunter

(3) vacation on jarilo-vi — @xieni-logs

astral express crew with a child!reader

(4) with a vidyadhara reader [blade, dan heng, jing yuan] — @pyroxeene

them with a vidyadhara reader whose tail gives away their true feelings

(5) habits before bed [sampo, jing yuan, gepard, dan heng] — @cnnmairoll

their habits before going to bed with you

(6) under the lotus leaves [dan feng] — @milksnake-tea

you've known dan feng long before he became the high elder of the vidyadhara, before he donned the title of imbibitor lunae and became the legend he is known as now. long ago, back when the two of you were mere children, playing in the waters of the xianzhou luofu.

(7) hot and cold [dan heng] — @eggluverz

in which dan heng runs hot and blasts the air conditioner to keep cool, and you feel like you’re living in the arctic [college roommate au]

(8) how to take care of your lover when they're sick [jing yuan] — @generalsmemories

scenario in which jing yuan’s significant other (a short life species that isn’t a xianzhou native) has gotten sick

(9) showering them in affection [blade, sampo] — @pyroxeene

headcanons of them with a very affectionate s/o

(10) goodbye, halcyon days [jing yuan] — @bladesmuse

as time passes, its branches grow thorns, impaling themselves into your heart. it is most evident as you reflect upon your life, about the three men you loved most who came and went like the sun, moon, and stars. domestic fluff, potential high cloud quintet lore spoilers, angst, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort

(11) i didn't know where else to go [blade] — @milksnake-tea

blade x gn!reader, angst

(12) catching smoke [sampo] — @bladesmuse

you are a silvermane guard who has been assigned to catch Sampo. However, every time you get remotely close to catching the shady merchant, he always disappears. cursing, violence, suggestive content

(13) dropped your hand while dancing [gepard] — @particular-one

angst. hurt/no comfort. failed relationships. fluff to angst. passing mention of alcohol. marriage proposals. set after the events of the jarilo-vi trailblaze mission.

(14) a beloved tradition [luka] — @starboyshoyo

a paper marriage in belobog isn’t the only way to show off the love between a couple.

(15) wildest dreams [poly; blade, dan heng] — @bladesmuse

love, lust, and revenge are often inextricably linked, unsurprisingly causing complications in your relationship implied sexual content, combined undertones of fluff and angst

(16) accidentally falling asleep on him [sampo] — @milksnake-tea

you accidentally fall asleep on sampo's shoulder mentions of alcohol

(17) interlocks [nanook, yaoshi, lan, xipe] — @milksnake-tea

braiding their hair

(18) weathering the storm [gepard] — @meaningofaeons

gn!reader, meet cute, reader is implied to be part of an affluent/noble family, soulmate au wherein you have a countdown on your wrist until you meet your soulmate

(19) back home [dan heng] — @meaningofaeons

gn!reader, fluff, reader is part of the nameless but did not join the belobog mission

(20) not quite so slick [sampo] — @meaningofaeons

gn!reader, fluff, silvermane guard!reader, belobog story spoilers, pining

(21) only in the limelight [dan heng] — @meaningofaeons

gn!reader, actor au, angst/no comfort, unrequited love

(22) could you be any more dense? [gepard] — @meaningofaeons

gn!reader, hurt/comfort

(23) starry night bakery [dan heng] — @eggluverz

in which the cute baker down the street catches your eye and you decide to become a regular to keep seeing him [modern au]

(24) everything i need [blade] — @eggluverz

in which you’re feeling down about not seeing your boyfriend in a few months and blade takes time out of his busy tour schedule to surprise you. idol!blade x barista!reader, modern au

(25) lucky day [luka] — @antimatterz

you found the cutest plushie in a claw machine, but can't get a hold of it. fortunately, a handsome stranger shows up to help you out [modern au]

#honkai star rail fluff #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr #blade x reader #dan heng x reader #kafka x reader #jing yuan x reader #sampo x reader #gepard x reader #dan feng x reader #nanook x reader #yaoshi x reader #xipe x reader #lan x reader

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milksnake-tea · 9 months

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━━ interlocks

❀ ˎˊ- prompt: braiding their hair ❀ ˎˊ- characters: nanook, yaoshi, lan, xipe ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: maybe ooc charas, but otherwise, none! just a bunch of fluff :) ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: this is my cooldown fic from the dan feng one HDFSIJK after this (and maybe a jing yuan fic if i feel like it) it's event time baby !! xipes is kinda short tho bc idk how to work w them so far so BHFDS not exactly happy w it but ehhh

Nanook closes their eyes at the feeling of your fingers sifting through their hair. It's rare to see the usually violent Aeon so at ease, especially in a domestic situation like this.

Their hair is soft, but incredibly messy. Even still, it isn't so bad so that you couldn't work with it. Nanook watches you languidly as you braid, not minding if you mess up one or two times.

When one of the Ravagers enters, all Nanook needs is to stare at them from the corner of their eye to drive them off. This is their special time, after all.

You comment on how much they seem to enjoy this. They merely nod before closing their eyes, allowing themself to immerse themself in your ministrations.

Yaoshi only allows you on the basis that they get to decorate you as well. It's only fair, after all. And with their multitude of arms, it won't be an issue.

You end up sitting on their lap, braiding the locks that drape over Yaoshi's shoulders as they hold you with two arms, and style you with the rest.

Yaoshi's hair is incredibly easy to braid - it's almost as though you're working with silk rather than hair. The Aeon hums a little tune from a world unknown to you as they decorate you with ribbons, jewelry, flowers, whatever they could get their hands on.

By the time you're finished, Yaoshi was already cooing at how adorable you look, all dolled up. They praise you for your work, petting your head, but they prefer to pay attention to you rather themself.

Let me just say. Lan's hair is the absolute best to play with. It's just so beautiful, with the way it glows in different colors when you move it. It reminds you of one of the many moons in the universe.

Lan rarely stands still, so you're likely either sitting on their back (horse part ???) while they run throughout the galaxies, or they're sharpening one of their arrows while you work. They love the feeling of you messing with their hair, especially since they have so much of it.

However, your hairstyles usually don't last long, unless you braid them extremely tight. They typically become undone in the next few minutes due to Lan's constant movement. Lan apologizes the best they can, but they're always willing to let you try another hairstyle, now that you have a blank canvas again.

Xipe is... Difficult to work with. They have three (possibly four if they have one in the back) heads, each with their own head of hair. So if you're braiding only one's hair, be prepared for the others to begin complaining. What goes to one head goes to all, remember that.

It's hard work, but don't worry, Xipe rewards you later on. They grant you a kiss from each head, singing you gentle praises for your labor.

They're also quick to show off to their followers, with Family all rejoicing and cooing at the "blessing" given to Xipe by their lover. Braiding and styling becomes part of their customs as a show of affection for one another.

Meanwhile, you're just standing there in confusion, because all you wanted to do was to have a little quality time with your lover.

reblogs w comments are appreciated !!

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr #hsr x reader #nanook #yaoshi #lan #xipe #nanook x reader #yaoshi x reader #lan x reader #xipe x reader #x reader #reader insert #y/n #archives 🏵️

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jacksonlywife · 5 months

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HSR Aeons Reacting to Their Spouse Hug Them

(GN!Reader)

Nanook:

(The Destruction)

(Male Aeon/Went Off By Looks)

The Aeon Of Destruction is not one for physical contact as you can tell by his title. He destroys anything that comes in his way with no hesitation whatsoever. Though for you he may make little exceptions. After all you are the lover of this strong being.

You come out of nowhere and give your partner a hug burying your head into his chest catching a slight flinch from him.

“What’s this?” He says with a commanding tone and stern face as usual.

“A hug.” You smile and tighten the grip making him falter a bit.

“Oh.” He goes slightly limp in your arms but doesn't break away. You catch a subtle blush on his ears.

Yaoshi:

(The Abundance)

(Gender Neutral Aeon/Not Specified in game)

The Aeon Of Abundance has one of the most interesting personalities. Calm and delicate demeanor but can easily harm if needed. They treat you with care because you are their beloved after all.

You surprise your lover with a hug, collapsing your body into theirs. You watch their green pupils dilate in surprise but calm after they realize.

“What's this about dear?” A small smile reappears in their mouth.

“I wanted to hug you.” You chuckle and hug tighter.

“I see.” You feel all their arms wrap around you trying to secure you from all the evil outside.

Xipe:

(Harmony)

(Female Aeon/Went Off By Looks)

The Aeon Of Harmony is known for her talents and calm but terrifying auras. A title known for kindness but a magnificent body known for pain. She treats you with love and devotion making her a perfect lover.

You decide to burst out of thin air and wrap your arms around her, embracing her tightly. She seems unfazed by this and her mouth stays with that small sweet smile.

“Are you in dire need of my affection dear?” She chuckles ruffling your hair softly.

“Wanted to hug you.” You smile back hugging her tighter. This results in a small laugh out of her and she hugs you back. You feel the intense power of an Aeon around you.

“Of course.” She gives you a warm look.

#hsr x reader #hsr aeons #fluff #romance #strength #honkai star rail #x reader #hugs #nanook #hsr xipe #yaoshi #the abundance #the destruction #harmony #star rail #gender neutral mc #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n

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unstable-kuro · 2 months

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Path of the Abundance

Yaoshi's NSFW alphabet

Coming soon...

Path of the Destruction

Nanook's NSFW alphabet

Coming soon...

Path of the Harmony

Xipe's NSFW alphabet

Coming soon...

#honkai star rail #hsr smut #hsr aeons #hsr x reader #hsr xipe #hsr nanook #hsr yaoshi #hsr aeons smut #hsr kinks #smut editon #gifs don't belong to me

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eternity-death · 3 months

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Stuck (Sunday X Reader)

No TW’s just prepare for second hand embarrassment.

——————

“I’m so sorry, maybe there’s some oil around here—“

“(Y/—“

“Maybe some scissors? Not for your wing of course—“

“(Y/N)—“

“— for my hair! Or maybe we need to call Miss Robin—“

“(Y/N).”

You cringe at the firm tone, clamping your mouth shut and looking at your higher-up.

“Yes..?”

“Please stop moving.”

Shame and embarrassment creep up your chest, and you realize that your frantic movements have been causing your tangled hair to yank at Mr. Sunday’s earring.

To add to your predicament, Mr. Sunday is taller than you. So his neck is bent down and to the side at an angle that must, no doubt, be uncomfortable.

“Sorry.” You blubber.

“It’s alright.” He says, though his smile doesn’t reach his eyes. You don’t even know how your hair got tangled with his piercing, it was like the universe was pulling some horrible, awful prank at your expense.

It doesn’t help that Mr. Sunday is handsome too, and the feeling of making a fool of yourself in-front of someone so pristine makes you want to curl up in a hole and die.

Oh my Xipe… how will this affect my job?!

“Am I getting fired?”

Sunday gives you an incredulous look, “I’m sorry?”

“No— you shouldn’t apologize. It’s my fault.”

“…That’s— that’s not what I…” The Angel turns his head away from you, deliberately hiding his face. He raises a hand to his mouth and his shoulders shake just the tiniest bit.

He clears his throat after a moment, then turns back to you with another smile. But this one doesn’t seem as insincere as before, “No, (Y/N). You’re not getting fired.” He says, then motioning to the tangled mess stuck to his wing, ”This wasn’t something we could have anticipated, after all.”

“I’ll cut my hair shorter, sir.”

“You don’t have to do that.” He says, “It has a lovely length, and it would be a shame to take away from it.”

What a nice guy!?

Your hands are clammy, “Thank you, sir.”

“There’s no need to thank me.” Sunday can’t see the knot, so he lifts a hand to feel for it. He can’t get a good analysis of it with his gloves on though.

“(Y/N), do you think you could try untangling it?”

“I can give it a shot?”

Sunday smiles and removes his hand, tilting his head and extending the wing to give you full access to the mess. With your nerves firing off, you tentatively reach forward and begin to gently untangle your hair.

You’ve never touched a halovian’s wings before, and you’re terrified that you might knick it with your nails or snag on it a little too hard. You’re careful not to touch the feathers, and you freeze whenever the wing bristles or twitches.

Sensitive, you think to yourself.

“Um… so, did getting these pierced hurt?” You ask to fill the awkward silence.

Sunday thinks about your question for a moment before responding, “Only briefly. I Imagine it’s a lot like piercing the cartilage of your ears.”

“Oh.”

He subconsciously glances towards your ears, but he can’t see them due to the way he’s turned, “Do you have piercings, (Y/N)?”

“Uh… no, I was always too scared to get them done. I think they look cool, though..!”

He smiles to himself at that.

“Uh oh…”

His smile falls a little, “What’s wrong?”

“… I think I made it worse…”

“…”

“…I’ll call for Robin.”

#hsr x reader #sunday x reader #honkai star rail x reader #no established relationships here #he is charmed by you

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khuzena · 20 days

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Your Guardian Angel

Sunday x g/n!reader

Summary: oh guardian angel, my sweet guardian angel. Save me, Save me. If you can't, what're you truly for? When your angel loves you, when he betrays destiny for you; only for his wings to be chipped at the expense of a helpless attempt.

Cw. Very angsty, falling in love (but it's forbidden), religious references (specifically Christian topics) AU where ppl can talk to their angels lol, mentions of self harm but no actual scene with it!!!, no bandaid can fix the emotional wound after reading this. SOME fluff, no comfort like usual. 🫨🫨🫨 YOU DIE!

A/n: I'm on fire (like literally. It's 36° here.)

Your knees burn as you stare up at the altar displayed in front you, you wonder if the aeons would be kind enough to finally send you your guardian angel.

“Please,” you begged, wishing any god to heed your call, “Just this once I'll ask.”

“Send me someone kind, someone to protect me.”

That day, fate was generous enough to grant you your angel.

A chill ran down your spine, rubbing your eyes for good measure to make sure you weren't dreaming.

“You called?”

You gulp nervously, the being's halo blinding you.

One, he reached his hand out to you, his smile all you needed to feel okay.

Your guardian angel accompanies you whenever you go out to buy groceries, when your fingers trace along the unhealthy snack bar, he's quick to tut and swat your hand away.

“That's unhealthy, dear.”

“But—”

“Just this once?”

He shook his head no, feeling distraught, you devised a plan to grab a pack of double chocolate cookies; much to his dismay.

Who did you think you were fooling?

“Dear, I said no.”

You sighed, “Just one?”

Out of all the humans on the list, why'd he pick you? But when you smile at him so brightly, out of every human he's ever guided, he's still unsure of his answer—

Your shoulders slump, “Pretty please?”

He exhales an exasperated sigh, letting you win over him just this once.

“Fine.”

— Maybe he is, Maybe he isn't.

There were times nightmares were unkind and brutal that you'd wake up in cold sweat. Your mind flashing you memories of the past you wished to lock away, you'd pray again.

“Dear, wake up,” that familiar soothing voice ringing in your ears.

Where? The shackles of that dream still bruise you harshly, yet your loving guardian angel is there to soothe your scars.

“It's okay.”

It's not okay, you know.

No words were exchanged when he took your hand in his, his honey eyes seeing through you, “Just breathe.”

Your tears found solace in his shoulder as he patted your back, letting you cry it all out, “It hurts, Sunday.”

“I know,” his gloved hand wiping your tears gently, “I know.”

Like a child, for many dreadful nightmares to come, you cry and cry for him to relieve you of this pain. You needn't to get on your knees and ask the aeons for comfort. All you need to do is shed a single tear and he'll kiss them away.

Two, your oh so sweet guardian angel, he drives them all away.

Years pass and you've grown used to your guardian angel, you'd find him taking the form of an owl.

Like one time, you were in class— culinary class to be specific. Who knows what aeon decided to ruin your day and made you trip on a puddle of leftover batter on the tiled floor.

“Eek—!”

You'd think you'd hit head first but something held you up, when you turned around, there was no one there.

The owl perched on the branch just outside the window, shook its head in dismay, once again, you don't die today.

He may save you from all catastrophes but he cannot save you from impending doom.

As an angel, by all means, he has every right to read your destiny; woven by lord Xipe, of course.

Eyes narrowing at the scroll, your life ends early when you get roped into an unforeseen accident at a public event.

“Sunday, dear. 5 days until your host departs,” his beloved lord's voice echoing the room as they loom over his shoulder to watch your end unfold.

“We should find you a new human.”

Sunday trembled at the sight, a memory he wishes to never replay again. You were in an event and some drunkard decides to shoot it all up, bullets ablaze as you get caught in the crossfire.

“I…”

I mustn't disobey lord Xipe.

“Yes, lord Xipe,” he gave a weak smile to his god, your death still replaying.

How could he be fine?

When you tell him of your dreams, how you'd leave this wretched city, leave penacony and write your own fate; when destiny had already set yours in stone.

“Do you think I'll become big in the industry?”

The sunset falls upon you too and he doesn't have it in him to tell you what's bound to happen to you, “Yes.”

“You sound hesitant.”

“I'm just thinking.”

It wasn't often you see Sunday like… this.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” he cleared his throat, “It's nothing.”

You two have been together long enough that it only takes you a second to realise the shift in the atmosphere, “Whatever, I'm going to be successful and we'll travel.”

He wonders if you noticed the way his wings are stiffening at your words, he may be an angel, “Sure,” but he is a liar first.

He doesn't want to think about it, he doesn't want to remember.

Your curious eyes never leave him, he wishes it did. He wishes he never got too attached.

That disgustingly sweet smile of yours, you'll never know that it made home in his head.

“Here,” he wore the rosary in your hand, it felt comforting feeling his gloved hand against your skin, “What is this for?”

He still doesn't have the courage to look you in the eye knowing 3 days from now they'd be devoid of light, “For protection, to show devotion to our god.”

You let out a hum of approval, admiring the beads.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes”

“I'm glad.”

Fleeting moments like these don't last. But when he musters up the courage to look you in the eyes again; he wishes that Lord Xipe was loving enough that this moment would.

Destiny is a strange thing. It gives you time to dream but never enough time to do.

Just where the hell were you?

Sunday panics as he flies over the crowd, exactly a minute before your death.

Lord Xipe must be cruel, watching from the stars as he scurries in the mortal realm like a rat to save a mere mortal like you.

“Sunday?”

‘Bang.’

You hear gunshots piercing the skies and those beside you.

“What's happening—”

“Just shut up,” angels were not allowed to be this crude but for your sake, he covered your eyes as he led the two of you behind a pillar.

Your gut instinct tells you to run but you've grown to trust him enough with your life. How could you not when he gently wraps his arms around your trembling figure?

“S-sun… day…,” you cried, feeling something piercing your stomach.

But how? He… he saved you didn't he?

“Stay calm,” he scolds you as if he wasn't scrambling around his options on how to save you, “Please.”

He prays, “Lord Xipe, please.”

But songs stay unsung, prayers remain unheard.

He cries to the sky as crimson stains his gloves, his holy tears cannot patch your wounds. His prayers cannot fix you. If he had known, he would not have sung those odes to lord Xipe, if only he had known his god's mercy was nothing but just strings of fallacies.

“Lord Xipe!”

An agonising scream that transcends the barrier of heaven and earth, yet his beloved god turned their back on him.

Your eyes shut then he felt the hand that intertwined with him go limp, “Lord Xipe.”

In desperate sobs, “Please.”

No amount of begging would bring you back, just like his sister, Robin, you are dead, you are gone.

Not being able to save you— he's betrayed you.

He kissed your cheek before letting death take you.

My God, why have you forsaken me?

He has no time to mourn, “It burns,” under the scrutinising gaze of the divine, his wings turn charcoal black.

Lord Xipe is all forgiving yet they have abandoned him for something so little.

A god so forgiving, yet when Sunday looks down at his hands, only a shade of balsam and black stare back at him.

There is no redemption for his sin, there is no redemption for either of you.

You can no longer dream, he can no longer dream with you.

His halo crumbles into ash and an undeniably painful grief fills him, “Lord xipe.”

His radiant halo no more, only to be replaced by the glow of the sunset like a crown of thorns.

He cries again, his god is gone and you are too.

Note: forgive me if its kinda shit, i really can't think of an angst idea for sunday that isn't yandere since im not rlly big about yan tropes anddd not proofread. I hope y'all enjoyed it tho, i just needed to get this idea out of my brain. Sunday is vv manipulative but i js wanted to write a ver of him thats just gentle ISTFGGGGGG

Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡

#what have i done #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr fluff #hsr x reader #sunday x reader #sunday fluff #hsr sunday #hsr angst #hsr sunday x reader #honkai star rail sunday #honkai star rail sunday x reader

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ashyllum · 7 days

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𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 (Yandere! Sunday x Reader)

Gn! Reader (sub/bottom reader)

Desperate Pining series - Sunday edition

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3

CW: power play, sexual guilt, desperation, mind fuck, mind break, yandere doing yandere stuff, sunday being sunday, conditioning, sunday molding reader

Play the song for best experience

You had made many mistakes in your life, joining the Iris family, your career choice, but none could compare to falling for Sunday, the Oak family's head, daring to pine for him romantically, while all you were a mere performer, hell, not even an innocent singer or actor, you were a host/hostess in a nightclub, a glorified whore.

You could never forget the day you saw the angel, in the club during your shift, as he entertained some family's guests.

The way he walked, talked, moved, breathed, it cause your brain wiring to fuse in mere seconds. He was holy, divine, just a mere look at him, caused your heartbeat to palpate an unhealthy amount.

And Xipe, in all their glory, gazed your way they day, as you were picked to serve his table, god, his melodious voice left you all tingly, breath heavy.

The way he looked at you with such softness, his pretty smile, making you to whimper unconsciously, your thighs rubbing together in your tiny little bunny suit, your pussy wet / cock already dripping pre cum.

So you found yourself moaning and inside a restroom stall, one hand inside your underwear, other in your mouth, to prevent any noise to escape, albeit you were doing a terrible job in it.

Your vision started swirlling around, purple curvy borders around you, as if you're looking at a screen, your mind entirely consumed by thoughts about Sunday, till the second you orgasmed.

It felt, dirty, dirtier than you were used to feeling, as you knelt on the bathroom floor, panting, heart heavy, longing, your body jittery and mind confused at your actions. But most importantly guilt, guilt for lewding someone so holy, a guilt akin to felt when sinning, yet, double as tempting to repeat.

And all those feeling increased exponentially, as you got out the stall, only for your eyes to meet those golden ones through the reflection in the mirror.

"You make such cute noises, there's no need to hold them back," he said, as he turned around and stepped closer to you, your heartbeats resonating with his footsteps, only for your brain to stop working as he took your hand and kissed the area you had bit earlier, staring deep in your eyes.

From that moment on, you memories remains a blur, the kisses, the touch, the luxury hotel room which you could'nt have ever afford, and the tears.

And God, did that strange guilt scare you off, you don't really remember it yourself how you physically jolted at the thought of him penetrating you, daring to refuse the leader of Penacony, making him settle for a sloppy blow job and a thigh fuck, you barely even touching him, making him do all the work.

Yet, the man was gracious enough to let you stay over in the room for the night, blessing you with the opportunity to wake up next to him.

"Won't you pay me back for this opportunity, little sheep?" He asked you, caressing your cheeks gently, his touch akin to a whisper, light, sight, barely there, reminding you how you dared to reject his affection last night.

So you stayed, helping him get ready, buttoning his shirt for him, as he read some texts on his phone, tying his tie, the way he liked, getting him some coffee and breakfast from the breakfast buffet in lounge, because he's too prestigious to mix in common folk, all while he scrutinized you whenever you didn't do the tasks the exact way he liked.

And the second he left the room, you felt hollow, as if your heart had a gaping hole in between as if he took away a part of your soul with him. So imagine the unfathomable amount of joy you felt when Sunday kept frequenting the club more and more, always picking you to serve his table, giving you that kind look, praising you, doing everything in your power to please him, putting extra effort in everything.

All that, only for your heart to break when you heard the whispers about Sunday starting to indulge in some of your co-workers in bed.

Cause, after all, your sin wasn't craving the angel's attention, but to even think you could ever deserve it.

Your weeks your brain stuck on the thought, if the Sunday will come back in club the next day, if he will ask you to serve or not, or will he ask your co-workers, the one who get to lay with him at night. Will he get disgusted by you soon, get tired of pathetic little you.

But till then, those few hours serving were enough, despite the pain and longing, you were willing to suffer if it meant keeping that damn smile in your life.

All such thoughts spiralling in your head 24/7, causing you to get anxious randomly, to the point, your friends started worrying about you. As your self esteem started dwindled down, day by day, as you kept comparing yourself with him.

So it was a shocker when one day the man showed up near the cramped dingy alleyways you live in, greeting you with the same sweet smile, as the first day, you saw him.

You humored the man for some while, best to your capabilities as your breath started to get heavier and heavier in his presence, only able to look at him with a longing gaze, his words flying over your head, till you both stood in silence for a while, your brain to gushy to realize.

"You know, little lamb, you really need to learn some from Sydney," he said, pulling you out of your daydream, gently brushing your cheek with two fingers, then using them to slap your cheeks lightly.

You winced at the name of your co-worker, the one labeled as 'Sunday's favorite',

"I-"

"Invite me to your apartment," he instructed, cutting you off "It's only polite to continue our conversation, inside, right?"

So there you were in your tiny, cramped, studio apartment, he thought of your living condition to be proud, that much was visible on his face, as you brewed him some tea, the most expensive one you had, which was probably too cheap for Sunday's taste, while he chewed your head off on speaking about random things.

But mostly instructing you how to do things properly, like pouring him tea, how to serve him, how to sit properly, and so on. Which you followed diligently, of course, Mr. Sunday, is a kind soul, teaching someone like you, how to behave.

"(Y/n), replace your black net stockings with white ones" he instructed, referencing to your work uniform, before leaving.

So you did, the next day serving him, like a "good boy/girl" those words causing your face to flush, redder than a tomato.

And you got rewarded alright, as he lead you to the same hotel room, from your first night. This time the experience was more sweeter, gentler, yet you still had a break down at the thought of getting penetrated by him.

Heart pounding hard, you got a full-on panic attack this time, getting coddled by Sunday, as he has you sit on his lap, facing him, his dick rubbing against your pretty hole, as he cooed on you, his one hand patting your back, while caressed your face.

"Darling, you had no problem, jumping on Hudson's dick, what's wrong with me?" he asked, out of nowhere, as his hand now grabbed the behind the back of your neck, causing you to whimper.

"W-who?"

"Ah, so you don't remember your clients, huh? How sweet of you, to happily lay with someone whose name you can't recall, over the man, who's been kind enough to hide you in your stupid mistakes"

He sighed, hitting your cheeks with two of his fingers.

"Tell me, my little lamb, what do you think, when you see me?" He asked, his lips laying on your Adam's apple.

"P-preety" you whispered out.

"That so, doll?" he took whispered, taking your hands, and putting it on his face, "if you think, i'm preety lay your hands on me," Sunday said, as you looked in your eyes, an desperate expression in his gold eyes.

To be continued ~

Have you longed for someone so much so, you start feeling disgusting?

Can't you tell I'm desperate? Can't you tell I'm cheap? You don't gotta love me, we don't have to speak I'll see you in the morning, if you gotta leave I'll see you when I see you You Were a Dream - Artemas

(Excuse me if this was bad, It's my first fic and I'm suffering for horrible period cramps )

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr sunday #sunday #sunday x reader #yandere #honkai star rail x male reader #yandere honkai star rail #yandere sunday #hsr sunday x reader #yandere sunday x reader #Spotify

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jymwahuwu · 1 month

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What are ur thoughts on… Sunday x Reader x Aventurjne..

Feel like it's unlikely they would be willing to share LMAO or even have a fight.

In version 1.4 "Jolted Awake From a Winter Dream", Aventurine commented that "The Family" has some pretty questionable characters. It sounds like he thought there was something weird about "The Family", so IPC decided to choose him. An employee who is passionate about games of chance and investing. That's a tricky business plan.

Sunday and Aventurine should be strangers to each other. In the plot, Aventurine arrives in Penacony for business. Sunday is the leader of the Oak Family. In my opinion, Sunday showed that he welcomes everyone to be embraced by Lord Xipe, but when faced with Aventurine and IPC, he may have expressed some resistance. Because it's obvious that IPC is targeting Penacony. Sunday most likely warned Aventurine not to dream of taking back Penacony.

So in my opinion, only Sunday x reader or Aventurine x reader u-u

Sunday: Don’t even think about touching Penacony^_^ Lord Xipe’s dream does not welcome you. *Assimilate your thoughts*

Aventurine: *Take you away and spend money to dress you up and put a bow on you*

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verxsyon · 11 months

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canon-compliant hsr. welt x gn!reader

¡ contains welt lore from hi3 !

welt had a close friend from hi3 universe who died and saw their expy in hsr in one of the future planets. i was thinking of penacony since it’s one of the planets mentioned on the radio. apparently the trailblazers were supposed to go there after jarilo-vi until kafka said that there’s a stellaron in the xianzhou luofu.

penacony being the planet of festivals reminded me of ba sing se from avatar. since they’re about peace and happiness, the residents pretend that everything’s alright and therefore ignoring the existence of the stellaron there. don’t tell me this section of the wiki page of the family (faction of xipe, the aeon of harmony) seems sus to you:

“People are also curious whether any members of the Family had grown tired of the one and voluntarily abandoned the Path of Harmony? In the face of such a question, the Family smiles and replies ‘Never.’”

what happened to those who abandoned the path of harmony? extermination? who knows; that’s what i theorized. the astral express was invited to penacony to join in their festivals, but what if they were being targeted by the family for prying onto the issue of the stellaron, thus disrupting the peace they’re striving for.

reader disagrees with their philosophy and created another faction that they’re a leader of. when they sensed the upcoming doom of the astral express, they come to their rescue and agree to help them find the stellaron. welt’s taken aback by their appearance, because they’re an expy of a close friend from the hi3 universe who loved him so much and died in his arms.

one night reader admitted to welt that he reminded them of a friend who died (and guess what; his name’s joachim, welt’s real name, but this joachim’s an expy of welt). joachim had dreams for saving the world and it’s reader’s turn to fulfill it. iirc welt means “of the whole world” stated in 2nd eruption, and welt’s determined to save the world, like he did in hi3. he tells reader what his name means and he shares the same sentiment as their friend, and he’ll do anything in his power to help them.

#✦ .concepts #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #welt x reader #there’s no stellaron at penacony they’ll say #the astral express trio: mr. yang’s flirting???#welt deserves the world #ahahaha get it #thank you for coming to my ted talk #welt’s a CHAD in hi3 #perhaps gigachad #read 2nd eruption and alien space for more welt #please read them if you’re a welt kisser #2nd eruption is SO good #need to read alien space #it explains how welt ended up in the hsr universe

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heaven-s-black-box · 4 days

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Emanator- Sunday & Robin & Avatar!gn!Reader

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Recovery date: April 23rd, 2024

Description: Hello I had an idea I wanted to share this isn't exactly a request but maybe it could give you some inspiration. I was imagining something like a crossover between the Avatar Legend of Korra series and Honkai Star Rail. Where the Avatar is the emanator of harmony and the current avatar was the reader, and they were born on Penacony, I couldn't help but wonder how the Family would react to the emanator of harmony being born, would the Family raise them or leave them be, and with everything that was happening on Penacony, would they side with the family or the astral express crew?. (If you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight☺️)

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions. Reader and Sunday's engagement is a ploy by the family for status and to force Reader to stay in Penacony, hence this isn't tagged as a Sunday x Reader.

Word count: 870

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In a galaxy so vast, it’s easy for a single life to drift by without creating a disturbance. A drop of water, no matter how big, will be lost in the ocean; that is a fact. No matter how stained or pure it is, it cannot affect the greater body– the only proof of its existence is the storm surrounding it.

Not to mention the insanity of searching for that single drop in the ocean.

That’s all the avatar is, a single drop in the ocean of the universe that most people don’t even believe in. Storms come and pass all the time, worlds are born and end every other day, what could one emanator do to stop any of it? Maybe once, when the species of the universe were more localized, was the role important, but certainly not anymore.

“Y/n, please refrain from doing that,” Sunday sighed, looking up from his book to find his fiance revitalizing a plant.

They stopped humming, a habit they’d picked up by mimicking children's shows growing up, and turned to the head of the family. The golden dust that had risen from their hands to encase the plant slowly dispersed, revealing bright green leaves. While the only Aeon that truly took issue with the powers of the abundance was Lan the Hunt, the family did not want to associate with the powers of different Aeons. They were blessed by Xipe, the Harmony, and that was the path they would follow and spread.

Y/n straightened up in their seat, squaring themself to Sunday with their hands folded gracefully in their lap, and gave him a polite smile. A practiced smile. A smile that said-

“Kill joy.”

Sunday rolled his eyes and set his book to the side.

The two were currently killing time in Sunday’s office in the real world reverie as they waited for Robin to finish her practice. Y/n had already finished a crossword, caught up on the recent IPC news, and Sunday’s pretty sure they slipped into the dreamscape briefly before deciding to fix his office plants. He understood they were bored, but he could only afford them the freedom he did if they abided by the family's rules.

Before he could try and find a compromise there was a knock at his office door followed by the creaking of the hinges.

“Robin!” Y/n cheered, standing up and embracing their sister-in-law. “How did practice go? Is the Harmony causing you trouble?”

The singer nodded solemnly. “I do hope we can find a solution before the Charmony festival,” she sighed, her voice sounding rough and tired.

It made Y/n frown. If there was one thing more frustrating than all of the family’s rules, itt was how helpless they were despite their supposed power. Maybe they’d be able to do more if they could meet with other emanators, or even seek an audience with the Aeons themselves, but as they were now they were barely stronger than a pathstrider. They faintly registered the sting of their nails cutting into their palms, snapping them out of their helpless spiral.

“Here,” Y/n hovered their hands on either side of Robin’s neck, “may I?”

Robin nodded, ignoring the way Sunday cleared his throat in wordless discouragement, and Y/n wrapped their hands around her throat. There was a faint golden glow as they tried to heal physical damage they all knew wasn’t there.

“Better?” Robin asked, frowning along with Y/n as they heard no change.

“Would you please. stop. doing that?” Sunday asked again. “At least until the Charmony festival is over, one of the Watchmaker’s guests is a Galaxy ranger and I would prefer you to not get yourself killed.”

Y/n and Robin looked over at him; Robin sporting a look of confusion and Y/n one of mild amusement.

“I don’t think she’s a ranger,” they shrugged, gliding back to their seat.

“Care to elaborate?” Sunday pressed after a moment of silence.

“Maybe later, once I’m sure, but… I will refrain from using multiple paths, especially with fools and a memokeeper around.”

“That probably is a good idea,” Robin nodded. “I’m sure the IPC would try and buy you from us as well.”

A loud knock sounded through the room.

“Sir?”

“Enter.”

A concierge entered, looking slightly frazzled as he explained that there was a situation at the check in desk that required Sunday’s help; along with the fact that his guest from the IPC was here. The siblings headed downstairs while Y/n offered to meet them in the dreamscape and slipped off to their room.

They’d somehow wound up in the dreamscape Reverie, not Golden Hour like they were supposed to. The lobby was a mess, luggage carts left about and something akin to dust settled over every visible surface. Perhaps it was the effects of IX that left them feeling almost comforted by the vacant atmosphere. Perhaps it was the effects of Nous that led them further into the Reverie in search of answers

Whoever led them here, it mattered not, as they all cried out at once a moment too late.

Run!

And Y/n was granted an audience with the Aeons.

#researcher s's recovery #honkai star rail #hsr sunday #hsr robin #sunday & reader #robin & reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #oneshot #hsr oneshot #rating unavailable

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xipe requests an audience with the family after the guests have truly fallen asleep after their night of fun in the dreamscape. there, xipe calls sunday forward and bestows on him a necklace. the centerpiece looks like an ordinary dark purple stone, but the moment it catches the light it shimmers, radiating colors similar to xipe’s halo.

there is something… off-putting about it. through his gloves, sunday can feel as something pulses from the gem.

ensure our esteemed guests receives my favor, xipe croons in the minds of everyone present. their voice resonants across the planet that the slumbering guests in the hotel shift in their beds from it. with it, you will no longer have to worry if your words or gifts will be enough to keep them here.

sunday doesn’t give it to you immediately. you haven’t been there long enough to not become flustered whenever a member of the family tries to dress you in fine clothing and jewels. but they make sure to ease you into it, until you’re turning your back and lifting your hair to allow sunday to clasp the chain around your neck.

the change is immediate. before sunday’s eyes the clasps melts away until it fuses together to create a collar that fastens around your throat. you slump into his arms in a daze, your eyes blurring until the room becomes a swirl of colors, the only things in stark focus are sunday’s eyes and smile.

you feel exhaustion pull you down as something… crawls through your brain, like something is weaving a web around your thoughts and memories, smothering what doesn’t belong.

“rest,” sunday says. “you’ll feel better soon. we’ll make sure of it.”

(sequel to my last post that tumblr won’t let me link :c)

#sunday x reader #yandere sunday #yandere sunday x reader #xipe x reader #yandere honkai star rail #hsr xipe #xipe #honkai star rail x reader #sunday hsr #hsr #honkai star rail #cw for:#manipulation #hypnotizing #forced relationship #mothposts #idk what this is (jazz hands)

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achveronx · 20 days

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Character list<3

This is where i list all the characters ill be writing for+which fandoms i write for^^

☾↷Honkai Star Rail:

Astral express - Himeko, Welt(platonic only) March 7th, Dan Heng and Trailblazer

Herta space station - Asta, Herta, Arlan(platonic only), Ruan Mei

Jarilo-VI - Bronya, Cocolia, Gepard, Serval, Lynx(platonic?), Pela(platonic?), Seele, Natasha, Sampo, Hook(platonic only), Clara(platonic only)

The Xianzhou Loufu - Fu Xuan, Jing Yuan, Imbibitor Lunae, Jingliu, Yukong, Tingyun, Hanya, Xueyi, Guinaifen, Bailu(platonic only), Huohuo(platonic only), Yanqing(platonic?)

Penacony - Black Swan, Robin, Sunday, Acheron, Gallagher, Misha(platonic only), Firefly, Boothill, Siobhan

Stellaron hunters - Kafka, Silver Wolf, Blade

IPC - Topaz, Aventurine, Dr.Ratio, Jade

The Annihilation Gang - Duke Inferno(platonic only), Akash, Dubra(platonic only), Caterina, Constance

Aeons - Nanook, Lan, Yaoshi, Xipe

☾↷Genshin impact:

Mondstadt - Jean, Lisa, Venti, Kaeya, Diluc, Eula, Amber, Mona, Rosaria, Sucrose, Klee(platonic only), Bennet(platonic only), Razor(platonic only), Fischl(platonic only), Noelle(platonic?)

Liyue - Hu tao, Xiao(platonic only), Yelan, Shenhe, Beidou, Ningguang, Ganyu, Keqing, Xianyun, Yun Jin, Xinyan(platonic?), Yanfei, Zhongli, Gaming, Yaoyao(platonic only), Qiqi(platonic only), Chongyun(platonic?), Xiangling(platonic?)

Inazuma - Ei, Yae Miko, Kujou Sara, Kuki Shinobu, Kazuha, Heizou, Chiori, Itto, Kirara, Kokomi, Ayato, Ayaka, Yoimiya, Thoma, Sayu(platonic only)

Sumeru - Faruzan, Cyno, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Tighnari, Collei(platonic?), Nilou, Candace, Dehya, Layla, Nahida(platonic only)

Fontaine - Navia, Clorinde, Chevreuse, Lyney, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Furina, Lynette, Charlotte, Freminet(platonic?)

Snezhnaya/Fatui Harbingers - Capitano, Columbina, Arlecchino, Sandrone, La Signora, Pantalone, The Tsaritsa

Different world - Lumine, Aether, Aloy, Dainsleif

☾↷Danganronpa:

Danganronpa THH - Makoto, Aoi, Celestia Luderburg, Chihiro, Kyoko, Sayaka, Mukuro, Sakura, Toko, Yasuhiro

Danganronpa Goodbye despair - Hajime, Akane, Chiaki, Fuyuhiko, Ibuki, Kazuichi, Mahiru, Mikan, Nagito, Sonia Nevermind, Peko

Danganronpa V3 - Kaede, Angie, Gonta, Himiko, Kaito, Kirumi, Korekiyo, Maki, Mui, Rantaro, Shuichi, Tenko

☾↷Project Sekai:

Leo/need - Hoshino Ichika, Tenma Saki, Hinomori Shiho

MORE MORE JUMP! - Hinomori Shizuki, Momoi Airi, Kiritani Haruka

Vivid BAD SQUAD - Shiraishi An, Azusawa Kohane, Shinonome Akito

Wonderlands x Showtime - Tenma Tsukasa, Otori Emu, Kusanagi Nene, Kamishiro Rui

25-ji, Nightcord de. - Yoisaki Kanade, Asahina Mafuyu, Shinonome Ena, Akiyama Mizuki

☾↷Honkai Impact 3rd:

Flame-Chasers - Elysia, Eden, Su, Aponia, Sakura, Mobius, Vill-V, Griseo(platonic only), Fu Hua

Rest - Kiana(fem or gn reader only), Raiden Mei(fem or gn reader only), Murata Himeko, Durandal, Rita, Seele(fem or gn reader only), Bronya Zaychik(fem or gn reader only), Veliona

These are all the fandoms and characters i write for now. Maybe some other fandoms will join or more characters will be added, but this is the list for now^^ (Ill also maybe stop writing a certain fandom)

#↷☆ achveronx navi

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