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Sweet Surprises

['SleebyCapy']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail)

Canon Universe, Fluff, First Kiss, Falling In Love, Surprises

English

2023-05-08

Completed

2023-05-08

4,982

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Sometimes people started to wonder if Stelle was given some sort of punishment for an unknown reason. Others like Pom-Pom, that she was perhaps avoiding the confusion of the Astral Express before it departed, or found some sense of serenity in the oddest of places. Then there was a third set of people, who were perhaps more keen on the truth, that wondered if she wasn’t just trying her hardest to make something for a certain someone . That was maybe the closest definition to what she could possibly be doing, really. Stelle herself would deny if asked. Why, just the other day, before getting some rest at her room, she had been caught in the act by none other than Himeko—gilded eyes quickly taking in everything that was happening, drawing a conclusion of their own. Stelle had shaken her head a bit too widely, words rushing out of her mouth as she said no to everything, every accusation or even the slightest suggestion that she might be attempting to please a certain other traveler like her. At the very least the woman hadn’t lingered, or pressed her for too long; after ascertaining that things were going minimally well and that no accident would be caused, the redhead nodded, offered her aid for one last time and winked at Stelle before closing the door to that most unusual of places. After all, every single person on board of the Astral Express had to admit it was a bit too suspicious that Stelle had chosen to hide in the kitchen . In every single free time that she had. Dan Heng had been the first to notice something else might be going on. Asking himself if his new crewmate would enjoy tinkering with some antiques,  or perhaps would be drawn to any of them, he had searched up and down the train looking for her. It was only after half an hour or so that he heard a strange, loud noise coming from the kitchen, finding her there upon further inspection.  Sure, he had also found a mess of what might have been a coffee experiment, but far be it from him to meddle. Or lend a hand cleaning that up when he hadn’t been the one behind that chaos for once.  Instead he quickly retreated to the comfort of his room and his books, unsure about why the newcomer had seemed so startled the moment the main door opened. The fact was, it had been a while since Stelle had done anything other than locking herself in the kitchen as soon as a mission was over, or whenever they could afford to go back to the Astral Express in the middle of a task. Both Himeko and Dan Heng noticed that she would wait for a bit, wander around and make sure that she wasn’t needed anywhere else, then slip away, silently or thinking that she was going unnoticed, towards that portion of the train. Then she would remain there, unbothered, until it was time for them to leave again.  And while Dan Heng didn’t wonder why she was acting that weird—something easy to do after being around March 7th for that long—the same wasn’t true of Himeko. Maybe because she had seen the way the newcomer acted whenever a certain pink-haired girl was around… Not to mention the way that certain pink-haired girl kept looking for Stelle as well, the moment she was done with a nap or whichever task had been assigned to her in the meantime. “Ah, love…” The woman had mumbled the first time she connected the pieces of the puzzle. The long stares between Stelle and March, how they fooled around each other but were quick to offer assistance when it was needed. How it had been tough for them to be apart during missions, even when one’s expertise would be better suited to another portion of a task or plan, as well. Thus Himeko had nodded to herself, grinned, and given March even more stuff to do whenever they were back on the train. Just so Stelle would have enough time and space to do whatever it was that she needed to in the kitchen, on her own. As for the newest Trailblazer, well, she had been aware from the beginning that her actions would spark curiosity to say the least, some comments here and there as well. Himeko had been the most direct of them all, however; an interesting development since she hadn’t pinned the woman as the curious type. But a positive one nonetheless, because it meant that the one person she had to keep her activities a secret from, still seemed clueless as to what was going on. Hence Stelle sighed, the sound equal parts relief and wonder, before turning to face the cup that seemingly offered a silent challenge for the n-th evening in a row. She had lost count of how many days she had tried to recreate the beverage that March had described to her as something “divine, unlike any other thing she had ever tasted in any other world” only to miserably fail each and every time.  Unless it counted as progress that she was able to start the coffee maker without making a mess of it, or adding too little or too much water. It wasn’t as if Stelle couldn’t recall the ritual of measuring things to make coffee, really. Waking up with a Stellaron in her body—and the mysterious, elusive Kafka facing her—wasn’t like being born anew. More like… a few of her memories were still slumbering, waiting to be brought back to the surface by actions such as that. Without previously tasting them she wasn’t really able to say what her favorite drink in the world was, or what she had for breakfast before everything else had commenced. Before her past faded into the depths of her mind, and Stelle came to terms with the new world that unveiled itself to her more and more, day after day. That was how her entire adventure in the kitchen had begun, sort of: tired of saying that she wasn’t sure about what she liked, what she had liked in the who-knew-how-long-distant past, the Trailblazer had taken what felt like her first, brave steps into the kitchen and started trying to make coffee. For herself at first, though it quickly changed into preparing something for someone else when March described the best drink she had ever had in her life. Stelle would be a fool if she didn’t try to make it herself, right? Though perhaps she would be an even bigger fool, if she didn’t admit to having ulterior reasons for doing so... It was tough to describe everything that happened whenever she was close to March. Words wouldn’t be enough for it, would make half the sensations that ran through her body and began in her chest sound silly, less than what they really were. The entire experience was definitely welcome, a warm and fuzzy feeling that made her smile wider and more often, or try her best to make a nice joke so that she could see March herself beam and giggle in that sweet way of hers.  All she needed was to picture the other woman, the carefree archer who had been in her thoughts a bit too often, and she would smile. Her thoughts would become unfocused, for once not prone to wandering on the fields of her own existence but orbit closer to her heart, her emotions. Her cheeks would blush a beautiful crimson, warm enough that the first time it happened she had been pretty sure she was running a fever or something. Her lips would curl into a pretty beam, whenever she as much as recalled the tingling sound of March’s voice, and then— Then she would spend one too many minutes staring into space, just as she had done right then and there. Forget her missions, her tasks, no matter who might be in danger if she did so.  Or if a coffee machine malfunctioned, because she just added water and turned it on without putting in coffee, too. It was the gurgling noise of the gadget that made her stir. The sight of hot water pouring not into a mug but on the counter, enough to make her spring into action, turning the thing off and reaching for a cup while cursing her own lack of attention. A sigh and she gathered the coffee powder from the cupboard across from her, shaking her head as she placed the container down. One could not make coffee without those things, and the many others that March had enumerated a bit too fast the moment she described the one beverage she had drunk and loved on another planet. Everyone aboard the Astral Express knew of the pink-haired girl’s love for juices. Pom-Pom themself had said more than once that the girl had no criteria for it: as long as it was icy and fruity, or fell into the juice category for some reason or the other, she would give it a try and compliment it to high heaven.  Coffees, though, were another matter altogether. The bitter taste and warm temperature those were often served in, plus their rather smaller sizes in comparison to juice cups, were unappealing to the archer. Once she had almost caused a diplomatic chaos between the trailblazers and the place they were visiting solely because she refused a taste of their most sacred drink… then spilled it all over the master of the house as soon as Dan Heng forced her to try it and it was way too much for the poor girl. There had been only one occasion in which she hadn’t found it so terrible. Rather, it had been enjoyable to the point that she had pleaded for the recipe, forced Himeko to memorize it and then passed it on to Pom-Pom so they could prepare it for her. That happened in those few times when she needed an energy boost—if the missions were scheduled to begin too early, or if her last night of sleep hadn’t been a good one.  Thus it wasn’t very often that the beverage was prepared. And what Stelle had wanted to do first and foremost, the moment she heard March’s story about it, was to make the girl happier by serving her exactly what she had had. The only problem was, Stelle realized as she tried one more night to put exactly the amount of coffee that wouldn’t make her drink too strong, that she decided to be sneaky about it. Hence all she had as a starting point was March’s description of what was in the drink, told a bit too fast since the archer had been excited to recall it. No measure, no recipe, and no wish to ask Pom-Pom for more details, in case they tipped March off about what was happening. Which was the reason why she had shut herself away from the world, locked herself at the kitchen so often during the last few days, doing her best to figure out just what the other girl would like. What would make them closer in some way, or at least show Stelle’s appreciation for her presence, care, and everything that she felt whenever March was around. All those feelings, soft pink and light blue just like March’s eyes… “Enough,” Stelle told herself in a stern voice, returning to the task at hand. The Astral Express wouldn’t be going anywhere for hours, giving her more than enough time to try a few ratios she had come up with after an entire day pondering over the matter. Maybe March was looking for way more milk than coffee, since she didn’t like how strong the latter tasted and had described the beverage as light in color and flavor? Maybe the so-called “mountain of cream” was something a bit more solid, so it could stand on top of the liquid and resemble a mountain in any given way? Maybe the “happy, chocolatey taste” was because instead of sugar, the beverage was sweetened with chopped chocolate slices or something like that? So many questions, so many possibilities. It felt almost as if Stelle was dealing with the countless decisions she would need to make about her life, none of them rooted in a known past.  And to hell with it all, the one certainty in her mind was that she wanted to grow closer to March. To make her happy, and able to enjoy the little things in life such as her favorite cup of coffee. The machine was turned on again, that time with a bit of coffee powder where it was supposed to. Usually Stelle was able to get two cups out of it since Dan Heng had bought a very strong brand the last time he got groceries. Hastily she got two cups from a pile that had been previously arranged on the other side of the room. In one she put chocolate that had been previously chopped from a bar, a few lemon drops (as the beverage had a “slight tang”) and a bit of milk, with the rest to come later. The other mug was prepared with some chocolate paste—a gift of the heavens, if someone were to ask her—as well as crushed mint leaves. She chose to add the milk later for that one, wondering if that would alter the taste and the experience. Wondering if she wasn’t just making a mess of it all, and if it wouldn’t be easier to ask Pom-Pom or a grinning Himeko for directions instead of scrambling in the dark like that. The bright side was, at the very least Stelle had discovered that making coffee wasn’t that bad of an activity. Maybe not something she had dedicated herself to before… before her new life began, but a fun thing to do when there was some spare time. And who would ever say no to free coffee, which she had plenty to try and consume all by her lonesome whenever an experiment didn’t taste how she thought March wanted it to? It allowed her to work through the night, to still be up and ready very early the following day. Sure, that wasn’t really good for her body in the long run, but at some point it would stop, right? Once she got to the right recipe, the one that would make March happy… The issue was, whenever she took a sip it didn’t feel like she had produced something even close to what the other girl had described. Meaning that she would need to keep trying, and drinking the failed experiments, for one more night. She was persistent, if not a good cook or barista. And the coffee was never so bad it became undrinkable, aside from the time in which she had added too much sugar into the mix. That had caused her stomach to ache, almost throw up in response to the overwhelming sweetness, and she vowed to never again even consider that four spoonfuls of sugar were what she was looking for. There were other ways to achieve a nice, soft and vaguely sweet taste, which was exactly how March had described the drink, after all. The essence that Stelle had been looking for during the last five nights, perhaps six if she failed right then and there. Perhaps seven if— The trailblazer was awakened from her trail of thoughts the moment the sliding door was pulled open. Throughout her time in the kitchen there had never been a visitor other than Himeko, who had smirked at her and gone away after making a remark or two, wishing her luck a few seconds later. Otherwise she had worked in peace, uninterrupted. It had struck her as odd during the first few nights, the fear of being discovered by someone wanting to make a midnight snack echoing in the back of her mind even as she tried to focus on her concoctions. Since it hadn’t happened until then, however, she had relaxed just a bit, enough to actually forget that was a possibility. And that the one who had actually admitted to sneaking into the kitchen after Pom-Pom said they would bring her something to eat if she as much as asked them, was none other than March 7th. Aka the same girl who stared at Stelle through half-lidded eyes, still too tired and too dazed with the encounter to understand what exactly was going on. They remained in silence for a few seconds—heartbeats in which Stelle felt her cheeks once again burn with an unnamable feeling, the wish to stand closer to the other girl and do something nice for her. The same time during which March rubbed her eyes and stifled a yawn, probably not completely awake given how late it was and how tiresome their latest adventures had been. Yet their eyes met and held, wide, scared amber on droopy pink and blue ones. Slowly Stelle willed herself to relax her posture, unclench her shoulders. Surely there had to be a way for her to divert the other girl, given how tired she was? Or wouldn’t it be better to just admit what she had been doing, try to get the other one to aid her in that quest? But then it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore, and March would… “Hey there,” the archer said in a low voice, taking a small step into the kitchen. “Am I… interrupting something? I just wanted… to grab some cookies or… or…”  Her sentence was broken by little yawns, feet shuffling over the pristine white floor as she paced into the kitchen. Stelle’s heart raced even more, that time not from nervousness but due to how cute that view was. “I uh, you’re good. I think I saw some cookies in that cupboard.” Stelle pointed towards the pantry closest to March and as far away from her as possible.  Not that she remembered spotting something like that to begin with; the one thing in her mind was to keep the girl away from the counter, just so she would continue to work in peace. Or without being found out. “Thanks.” March started rummaging through it nevertheless, mumbling a small melody under her breath. It was clear she still wasn’t properly awake: not only were her motions a bit slow, her voice was also raucous, almost as if she had risen from deep sleep and taken no time moving towards the kitchen. The biggest telltale sign, of course, was that she had yet to ask Stelle about what was happening, what she was doing by herself all alone in the kitchen. After all, one didn’t have to know March for too long in order to understand how curious the girl was. Stelle took that time to finish another drink with the rest of the coffee she had brewed—her fourth in a night alone, combining different ingredients that time around. A sip of the hot beverage and she felt how nice it was: refreshing but not in a weird way for coffee, sweet but not overwhelmingly so. There was a tinge of chocolate to the mixture that made it pleasant, and the right amount of milk to soften the taste, blending everything in a very powerful, yet very enjoyable result. It was something that Stelle would be able to drink forever, if given the chance.  It was something that March would probably like, if she got a taste of it. It was… maybe the closest she had felt to what the other girl had reported back in the day, when that crazy barista experience had started.  Maybe it had something to do with the archer being there. The trailblazer had to admit that many things, such as her perception of the world, became better and sweeter whenever the other girl was around. Still, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt for her to go for it, to get a second opinion about what she had made. It wouldn’t hurt, for her to reveal her plans to the one person she cared about, and to bring that whole thing to an end once and for all. “Did you find anything?” Stelle asked after taking a deep breath, turning around to glance at her companion. The girl who was standing on tiptoes, rummaging through a cabinet that probably had nothing more than Pom-Pom’s favorite crackers. “Hm? No, don’t think so. Just some weird stuff.”  March picked up a container to illustrate her point. By then Stelle had positioned her body so that most of the things in the counter were hidden, especially the mug she had prepared and the coffee maker. Even so, for the first time in that encounter the archer’s eyes widened, head tilted to the side in a silent question. Her demeanor showed that she had finally noted there was something more to Stelle’s presence right then and there. That there was no way she had been planning to consume that amount of very random ingredients, the things she could see behind the other girl’s back. Unless of course, she was weird enough to eat coffee powder, cocoa nibs, sugar and whipped cream. “Were you, uh, trying out something for a snack?” March queried, sleep finally leaving her body at that sight. At how close and how alone she and Stelle were… and how that thought by itself made her mind more awake, her heart skip a beat for some reason. Something she had been thinking about every night before falling asleep, or whenever there was some free time between their missions. (The issue was, Stelle pretty much vanished the moment they got to the Astral Express, and March had been too tired to look around. Hence it was indeed a very good thing that they had met in the kitchen, as the girl had been trying to get her attention for the longest time.) “You could say so.” Stelle grinned, hands behind her back. One curled around the coffee mug, her entire brain yelling at her to keep on going. Her heart holding her back as it fluttered, an icy sensation running through her belly.  Just what was wrong with her?! “I uh, was trying to… make something for you.” Nevertheless she went on. She would have to, if only to make those sensations go away. If only to get to the gist of it, and see what March’s reaction would be. “But I’m not sure if it’s right.” “Something for… me?”  March blushed, hands falling to her side. Long gone was the thought that she had wanted to nib on some cookies, any sort of candy to get her through the night. Instead she was extremely aware of taking a step towards Stelle, to feeling gratitude even before she could tell what it was.  To being drawn to the other girl, just as she had been ever since they first met in the middle of nothing but chaos. Hence it came as a surprise when not a cookie, not a piece of cake, but a coffee mug was thrusted into her hands a second later. It was only then that March was shaken off from that brief moment of distraction, the thought that Stelle had been busy like that because of her. It was sweet, really—the notion that someone had her in their mind like that, enough to sacrifice a bit of their personal time for it. “Is it…” The smell hit her first, before she could even tear her eyes away from the new trailblazer’s shy gaze, the cute way her cheeks flushed red. There was the slightest tinge of coffee to the beverage, March could both see and smell the moment she did look down. Yet it was a brief impression, not the everlasting one. A mere reminder of it against much nicer things, just as the amazing drink she had had a long time ago and never managed to replicate. Having the recipe had been one thing, what the archer had thought of as the answer to her troubles. Making it, however, had been another problem altogether given how the kitchen disliked her so much. Whenever she had attempted to do it, something entirely too different went wrong: from pouring too much milk to not being able to measure coffee powder properly, or forgetting the coffee maker on even after the process was done. One of such attempts had even finished in a minor explosion, plus Pom-Pom banishing her from the kitchen for at least a month while Dan Heng sighed and repaired the coffee machine to the best of his abilities. To her it felt like a miracle that something so distinctively close to what she had tasted was laid in her hands with such ease. What March didn’t know, what they would laugh about a few days later, was that perhaps Stelle had shared some of her issues… and if not for Himeko, would also have been banned from using the kitchen by Pom-Pom. “I uh, didn’t have much to go from,” Stelle admitted, unable to glance at the girl and the coffee mug. It was the same reason, the same feeling why her heart was thudding in her chest, so loud and strong that she feared the sound would soon echo around them, in the otherwise empty room. “But I tried my best after you said so many good things about it. I hope… I hope you enjoy it, March.” The archer stared at the coffee cup, dumbfounded. Happy, too, that someone had been that sweet and thoughtful after she gave nothing but a brief (yet very energetic) description of the drink from heaven. Unsure about what to do and even less about what to say, she filled the silence in both her mind and the conversation with a small, long sip. Allowed herself to taste everything that made that beverage so special, so unique. And although it was the closest she had ever gotten to taste something similar to that coffee from another corner of the universe, she had to admit it wasn’t the same.  It was better, in a singular way. It was incredible, because it translated Stelle’s effort to make a surprise for her.  And it was otherworldly amazing, because it seemed like an extension of her own care, of the sensations which fluttered inside her heart whenever she was that close to the new member of their team, too. At some point in the whole experience March had closed her eyes in order to better taste, better experience every nuance of the moment. From how warm and soothing the drink was, to the other feelings that accompanied it, that sweet surprise. She savored and clung to it, unwilling to let go even after the moment passed, another minute went by and the taste was a mere impression in her heart. It was only then that she opened her eyes again, though, and found Stelle gazing at her with wide, attentive irises. Her expression twisted to one of anticipation for what she had to say. March was speechless because of everything that had transpired right then and there. The wave of gratitude that soon turned into something else, something more. A feeling she had been trying to comprehend, only to have the answer stare at her clear in the face, with amber irises that shone in the darkness of the night. Well, duh, she should have known better than to call it anything but love, right? Instead of answering Stelle’s silent question with a few words of thanks or whatever, March did what she had been daydreaming about for countless missions, really. She took another step forward, getting into the other girl’s personal space. A hand fluttered gently, cupped Stelle’s cheek and held it in place, a quiet plea for permission echoing in her eyes.  A lazy smile lingering in her lips, one that widened as soon as Stelle turned even redder and nodded, adjusting herself so she was standing closer to March and not leaning against the kitchen counter. The kiss was long and sweet, way gentler than March had imagined whenever she lost herself in flights of fancy. Stelle didn’t automatically take the lead, letting her establish the pace and deepen the kiss after some lazy, gentle pecks. They savored the taste of each other’s lips, the warmth that came from standing very close together—then completely so, as their bodies met and stayed like so. It was intoxicating in a way, neither of them willing to stop anytime soon. At some point March had deposited her coffee mug on the counter, both of her hands caressing Stelle’s face, her shoulders, down her arms until their fingers entangled. A web of their own, imperfect, but soft and comforting and all theirs. Eventually they had to pull away for air, both gasping and panting, eyes locked into each other. Unable to stay away from March, from everything that had happened and the many sensations that were indeed new, Stelle leaned into the other girl, resting her forehead against hers. Grinning when that made the archer giggle, the sound a reedy one that surrounded them with welcome sweetness. There was much that Stelle didn’t know about the future, her future especially so. Or the past, who she had been and what her previous life had been like. Yet at that moment it didn’t matter as much. Not for as long as she could stay at the Astral Express, fighting alongside the others who had already become family to her. Not for as long as she could stay within March’s arms, kissing her through the night and trying her best to make every single thing that she desired come true. 

Admiration

['Miel (Midorigatari)']

General Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Luocha (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Luocha (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Alternate Universe - High School, Secret Crush, Fluff, This is cringe, Student Council

English

2023-05-08

Completed

2023-05-08

696

1/1

10

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"What are you looking at, Dan Heng?" They were in the middle of a discussion when the dark-haired one suddenly shifted his gaze to the courtyard, seemingly lost in his own world. Stelle got up to check out whatever could have captivated the so stoic Dan Heng, closely followed by March who left her phone on the table then quickly sketched a smirk when she noticed that he was staring at a certain person.  "Hoho, isn't that the student council president?" teased the blue-eyed girl.  Dan Heng flinched slightly when he realized the two girls were now standing just behind him and he got caught like some kid who had made a mistake.  Stelle let out a soft hum as her brain processed the situation, crossing her arms on her chest while holding her chin with her fingers.  "I have to admit that he is rather good-looking, you have pretty fine taste." "What are you two saying..."  Dan Heng sounded exasperated but it was too late to act as if nothing had happened. "How did you two meet?!"  March suddenly slammed her hands on Dan Heng's desk, invading his personal space a bit too much to his taste.  "What..." "How did you fall in love-!" repeated March. Dan Heng widened his eyes, a faint frown digging between his eyebrows.  "I did not. I just helped him out a bit once." "What was it about?" asked Stelle. "Nothing much, the council's secretary got sick so they asked me to replace him for a few days, that's all." March slumped back on her chair facing Dan Heng's desk at the explanation, her enthusiasm already waned due to the fact that this was not the exciting story she had expected.  "This is more boring than I thought." she complained. "I don't care," he said as he stood up, "I have something to do first so you two can just go home first." "Can't we wait for you?" "I appreciate the thought, Stelle, but I think it will take quite some time." "Alright, see you tomorrow then." Dan Heng nodded before leaving the two girls. Classes were already over since a while so the hallways were empty, the echo of his steps being the only noise. Or so was the case until he heard someone else coming up from the staircase. He instinctively turned his head to see who it was only to feel his heart skip a beat at the sight of two familiar green eyes.  "Oh, Dan Heng, are you going to the council's room?" Luocha smiled at him with a wave of his hand. "...Yes." "Such a coincidence, I was too." His eyes squinted a bit and they ended up walking to the room together as standing there in the corridor would just be awkward. "Thank you again for accepting this selfish request." "It's alright, I like this kind of work." "You're probably one of the first people I know who could say that." said the blond with a laugh. "I think that doing something similar in the future, maybe as a librarian, would be a perfect job for me. There would be no one to bother me." "I can see where you are coming from and I do agree." Dan Heng felt his ears warm up a bit more every time Luocha moved his lips to say something, he never thought about this before but March's words were like stuck in his mind and he wondered if he always reacted like this with the other. From the spot next to a shelf where he stood, he discreetly glanced at Luocha sitting behind his desk to take a better look at him.  Stelle was right, but it wasn't really exact, Luocha wasn't simply good-looking, he was mesmerizing.  "Is there something on my face?" he questioned as he lifted his head. "Sorry, I wanted to ask you where this file need to go but I found the answer myself." "Oh, I see. Don't mind asking if you need help though." "Mhm." Dan Heng engraved these words in a corner of his mind but his thoughts could only focus on how he surprisingly managed to fool himself so far. 

Id betray my country for you, my love

['Shooshiner']

Mature

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gay, Kidnapping, Bomb, Kissing, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Sexual Tension, Consent, criminal, crushes to lovers

English

2023-05-07

Updated

2023-05-07

925

1/2

79

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It was a casual day for Sampo, teasing Gepard, flustering Gepard, and of course crushing on Gepard in fact, he was in the middle of their almost daily cat and mouse. “Come catch me Gepard darling~” “Stop teasing me Sampo! Your under arrest, now halt!” “I thought you’d know me by now cutie i wont stop till im dead!” Ugh cutie, that pet name made Gepard blush and Sampo knew it, its not like they’re dating or anything, but they'd known each other long enough for Sampo to know what made Gepard flustered to his dismay. “Oh!” Finally an opening Sampo slipped on a bomb that fell out of his pocket. “Now i have you!” “Sorry Gepard darling but i think your luck has hit a dead end.” Before he could stop, Gepard saw the fuse burning on the ‘dropped’ bomb sitting on the ground between Sampos open legs. “Gh-“ BOOM! Gepard hit the ground as his conciseness was slipping slowly “Gepard darling~ you like that position i was in ill keep that in mind.” Before Gepard passed out he noticed the slight tent in his pants “Dammit” he thought as he began to pass out not noticing Sampo also hitting the ground behind him. Gepard slowly woke up, but not in the alleyway some strange room he’d never seen before. “Ugh… my head” As Gepard tried to move his hands though he realized he couldn’t his legs were the same story. “Where am i, some kind of holding cell?” Before Gepard could inquire more though, the wall in-front of him slid up a window to another room appeared, there was Sampos unconscious body. “What is this… this isnt any prison in belbog.” From across the room a door slid open. “An antimatter void ranger?” The soldier displayed 2 large swords and an unusual monitor on its chest “Good your awake” A voice Gepard couldn’t recognize sounded from the monitor on the void rangers chest. “What do you want! Why do you have him.” “Wow worrying about the criminal before yourself. Thats cute” Gepard blushed his cheeks red “Its my duty to protect the citizens of my country!” “Is that so..” The voice in monitor began to laugh hysterically “Well then if its your duty to protect, come save him.” Before Gepard could process what that meant, a blade from the soilder shot into Sampos arm. “Gah!” Sampo shot awake “Ow..” Gepards face went white “Stop it! Dont hurt him!” “Gepard..?” Sampo glanced over at Gepard Gepards face went from white to red in an instant “Anyways lover boy, before you can get your hero speech on, let’s discuss why you two are here.” The blade released from Sampos arms “GH-“ A groan came from Sampo “Stop!” “Ok… just kidding!” Another blade shoots towards Sampos shoulder stopping before it broke skin. “Now… its very apparent youve taken quite the liking to this one.” “Heh” Sampo giggled “Now little blonde boy your quite the higher up in the cities policing system which means you have valuable information.” “What..” Gepard thought “So you have two options, you tell us your information now or i torture your little lover till you tell me or he dies!” Gepards mind began to race. He loved Sampo more than anything in this world more than himself. But to tell them about any secret operation military tactics or anything of the sort that would put thousands in danger. “Ill give you five seconds before i start.” Gepard couldn't choose, to lose Sampo would destroy him before he told him how he felt, before he put him in cuffs and took Sampo to his house instead of any jail and ask him out, before they could kiss for the first time. But to tell them, serval, his knights, the city itself would be in grave danger. “And time!” In a flash Sampos shoulder was covered in crimson Sampo only grunted and strained “Why isnt he screaming” Gepard thought that has to hurt… is he trying to stay strong but why? Does he not want me to save him? “Now ill let you have another try.. ten seconds this time” Full on panic began to truly set in Gepards eyes were watering more and more by the second he cant choose. He doesn’t want to Another blade prepares to slice when.. “STOP!” Gepard huffs “ill tell you ill tell you” his chest rises up and down at a speedy pace “Well that was quick you crack easy huh?” A second of silence passes “Too quickly.” A blade takes a shot at Sampos throat “NO! Ill tell you ill tell you all of it just please dont hurt him…” “Thats more like it!” ….… “Gepard you..” Gepard is practically laying on top of sampo pulling him into a tight embrace “Why would you.-“ “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU SAMPO” a moment of weakness, no matter how much Sampo messed with Gepard he’d never been this vulnerable to him. …..… The next few hours were a blur to Sampo the only memory Gepards face full of intent as he got them out of there. Sampo awoke once again not in chains this time but in a bed “Was that a dream?” One sharp jolt to his arm however dispelled this theory Sampo turned his head to see a sleeping Gepard Sampo then cuffed his hand around Gepards cheek.. “Its real.. heh” Gepards arm constricted across Sampos chest preventing movement but thats ok to him “Can we stay like this… forever.” Whispers Gepard “I’d love that, my cutie.” Sampo replies.

The Night That Made Me Realize | DanMarch Oneshot

['inluvity']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng & March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Innocence, First Love, Nightmares, March comforting Dan Heng, Minor Angst, bed sharing

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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11:26PM, Astral Express, Space."Of five people.." a deep voice filled the room with an echo, "..three must pay a price." It sounded intimidating yet full of rage."You are not one of them, Jing Yuan." A figure slowly appeared out of the dark corner of the room, revealing a man with dark long hair and fiery red eyes.He then suddenly stopped walking and pointed his sharp sword forward with an eerie smile. "You are one of them!"Dan Heng woke up with a start, sweat dripping down his forehead. He was almost out of breath, he had to cough.It was the same dream again, he thought while grabbing the small bottle of water next to him, This isn't normal, something feels off. The young trailblazer took a sip and put the bottle down again. His eyes followed every step until they stopped as he was looking at his trembling hands. He shook them in hopes they would stop trembling and laid his back on the mattress again.He knew, trying to fall asleep would be a challenge now. Especially since he's only sleeping on a mattress, down on the floor of the data bank archive room. Dan Heng didn't have a proper room on the Astral Express, although Welt had offered to set up a room for him. But as he was, he gratefully declined because he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.Dan Heng closed his eyes, but as soon as the face of that man appeared in front of his face, he opened them again. He wouldn't admit, but he was afraid to fall asleep, afraid of dreaming about it once more.His heart almost stopped beating as he detected a knock on the door. It was almost like he got paralyzed that very moment, not knowing what to expect."Dan Heng? Are you awake?" a quiet voice said behind the door, "You were doing these sounds again so I wanted to check. Can I come in?"No answer. Nonetheless, the door slowly opened and the neighbor next door stepped in."March?""Yes it's me. Are you okay?"Dan Heng was still laying on his back, his eyes being fixed on the ceiling and his breath becoming heavier and heavier. Even tears started to gather in his eyes.March 7th on the other hand, closed the door behind her back and took small steps in the dark room until she kneeled down in front of the mattress where her friend was laying."Dan Heng." she said again because she didn't receive an answer, "Is it the dream again?"He took a deep breath before answering."Yes."She knew about his dreams already. When Dan Heng first talked about this occurrence, March 7th was surprised that he even shared this with her. He was usually the type to keep quiet, especially about things that were only his matter. But this made her realize now that Dan Heng was scared to keep this for himself. He needed to share it, otherwise he would go mad about it.As March 7th's eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, she found her friend silently crying some tears. She never saw him cry before."Hey, you-" she was a little overwhelmed with this situation and didn't know what to do first, but then she decided to lighten the mood. Or at least, tried to lighten the mood. "I know why you're always dreaming about bad things! It's because you still sleep on this uncomfortable mattress in this dusty room!"Dan Heng couldn't hold back a little grin. "Even now you're lecturing me." That was just March's charm that never changed and that he still liked."I tell you, if you try sleeping somewhere else, the nightmares will disappear! Trust me!""Maybe you're right. But to be honest, I don't think so."She crossed her arms and very directly asked, "Wanna try sleeping in my room?"The young man suddenly jumped into a sitting position and looked at her with wide eyes."I mean-" she added, "-you don't have to. I-It's just an offer." An offer she knew he wouldn't accept anyway. And at this moment she was relieved that he couldn't see her turning red face in the darkness. A short silence emerged in the room but somehow, Dan Heng didn't think this made the situation get more awkward - rather the opposite in fact. He was quite happy that she was there. Her presence alone made him feel more comfortable."Dan Heng, you know.." she started, "Do you remember how you always save me? And by that I don't mean my ridiculous almost-accidents like that one time when I thought holding a firework in my hand to let it shoot off was a good idea."He nodded."For example.. back then on Jarilo VI when you prevented the Silvermane Guards to start an ambush attack on me. Or when you blocked an attack of that giant monster on Herta Space Station! These kind of saves."He nodded again.March 7th took a quick breath before she kept on talking. "I know you would do that for everyone, I'm not saying you wouldn't, I'm not putting me on a higher position here while I'm talking about that, just to say that beforehand!" While she kept talking, her tone changed, almost like she was self-justifying to prevent misunderstandings."March, I understand. Please take a breath.""Anyway.. what I'm saying is-" she quickly continued, altough something kind of made her hesitate, "-this time, I want to be the one who saves you. That man from your dreams won't lay a single finger on you!"Dan Heng didn't move the corners of his mouth, but still, March 7th could identify the change of his look and this expression that radiated a thank you."Before he can do that-", March 7th added "-he has to get past me!""Thanks for saving me, March."She didn't really know how to respond, especially since she was panicking inside, but nonetheless she answered with a small nod that he could see in the dark."The offer is still there." her voice changed. It was much calmer now and made her counterpart realize that it was a serious offer. "I'll be there if you need something."She got up. "Oh and Dan Heng-" she quickly added before she wanted to leave the room, "Don't be ashamed to ask for help or accept offers. We are all here for you."As she was leaving, Dan Heng let out a deep sigh. The reason why he talked so little about his past or himself in general is because he didn't want other people to be worried about him. There was no time to deal with his things in life, he thought.The young man then tried to fall asleep again. Ten minutes, half an hour, even longer - it didn't work. Should he just have accepted March 7th's offer to sleep in her room? Maybe it would really help. But how weird would it be to knock on her door now, more than half an hour later? She was probably sleeping anyway.But somehow, he still got the guts to stand up and walk out of the archive room. He only took a few steps until he was right in front of March 7th's room. He was inside once at daytime. Her room was full of stuffed animals, cute decoration and, of course, pictures. This room was a clear depiction of herself, no one could tell otherwise.That was kind of a quirk that he liked about her; she found herself already. March 7th didn't need to know her real name, where she came from and if she had a family to know who she really was. Dan Heng, on the other hand, wasn't ready for self-discovery. And that was one of the reasons why he admired March 7th so much.Dan Heng lifted his hand slowly and knocked very lightly on the door - so lightly, you could barely hear it. But shortly after that, the door opened with a quick jolt and a hand tightly grabbed the arm of Dan Heng to pull him inside.He widened his eyes as he was taken in this overwhelming situation so rapidly."I knew you would come!" March 7th's eyes were sparkling while she greeted her visitor. A small desk lamp illuminated the room a little and only now, Dan Heng saw that she was wearing the fluffy, bunny-resembling slippers he got her for her last birthday. She matched them with a two-piece pajama in light purple and little white stars printed on them. He, on the other hand, was only wearing a boring black t-shirt and gray sweatpants."Can't sleep, huh?" she asked with a playful grin, "I expected you. Not gonna lie.""Did you stay awake because you waited for me?""No, I was watching a movie anyway."Dan Heng's gaze wandered to the screen-display wall where her pictures are usually shown. The screen showed a paused movie, it looked like a movie made in Belobog, with snowy scenery and two people in warm clothing."Don't just stand there!""I'm sorry. Uhm, where can I sleep? Or should I quickly get my mattress?"She shook her head. "You should never try sleeping on that - thing - again to be honest! Just lay down on my bed, it's big enough. Oh, and don't worry, I won't even accidentally touch or brush you with my feet, please feel comfortable!"The tone of her voice was slightly nervous, but who could've blamed her? She was going to be in one bed with the man she actually liked - really liked. He was the one she wanted to care for the most and getting rid of his daily nightmares was a good way to show how she really felt about him.Dan Heng hesitated at first, but then he slowly took his place on the big bed and covered himself with the pastel pink blanket. Next to him, a big Pompom-plush was laying. If he couldn't sleep again, he knew the reason were these creepy blue button eyes this plush had.March 7th laid next to him with tense movements, making sure they had enough space between them. "Uhm, if you wouldn't mind I would continue watching this movie. But if you can't sleep with noises then I'll just watch it tomorrow.""It's fine, just watch it." he answered and laid on his side, turning his back to her in hopes to make her more comfortable."Well then.. sleep tight."She took the remote control to press the continue button and just kept on watching the movie that's almost ended. The visitor sunk down in thoughts. What was he even doing here? What would Welt think if he'd find them the next morning since he's always the one being the first awake and waking the others? He would probably drop his morning coffee, seeing March 7th and him together in one bed. And explaning such situation would always be tiring for Dan Heng.After fifteen minutes, the movie ended and March 7th turned the screen and the desk light off, followed by finding a comfortable sleeping position in bed. Little did she know, her visitor was still awake, listening to her little steps with closed eyes.March 7th was looking at the back of his head. The fluff of his hair didn't even flatten at night, she thought. It was so tempting to just put her hand in his hair and play with it, but she didn't want to risk waking him up."Please have a good night." she quietly whispered, folding her hands like she was praying. After he heard that, Dan Heng turned around to the other side to directly look into her eyes while still laying next to each other."I will, thank you." he whispered back.They were just staring for a while, both of them panicking inside and starting to blush. March 7th put the blanket over her head to hide her face from embarrassment, only to realize that they were sharing the same blanket and she was looking right at his belly which got revealed through his shirt slightly sliding up. She quickly popped up again, feeling even more embarrassed."I'm sorry.." March 7th started, "I'm more nervous than I should be.""You were so confident before, what happened?"She thought about her answer for a few seconds and then said it with a more serious face. "I think I realized something right now."At that very moment, Dan Heng didn't need to ask what she realized. And that's because it made him realize too. The mutual feelings they had for each other, the way they cared deeply for each other, it was just the realization that they loved each other.Dan Heng never felt something like this before in his life. Not even near-death experiences made his heart beat so fast like that. But one thing was clear for him - he was ready to commit to these feelings."I think I realized something as well." he answered. He thought it was very clear what he meant by that but March 7th still asked, "What did you realize?"Putting it in words wasn't Dan Heng's way to go at this moment, so he did something March 7th wouldn't have even dreamed of. He leaned over to press a little kiss on her now boiling hot cheek.It was the night that made them realize. The next morning, Dan Heng realized another thing. The fact that March 7th wasn't going to touch him in her sleep was a complete lie. Her whole leg was spread across his body and even an arm was resting on his chest. Nonetheless, Dan Heng was very thankful because this night changed everything. Not only the relationship between them but the following nights, where he could sleep without haunting nightmares and back pain.

you wouldn't find love in a trash can

['elysiastaxfraud']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Natasha/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Hook (Honkai: Star Rail)

extremely small Sampo mention lol, Hurt/Comfort, is this angst?, idk - Freeform, i should be doing my ap lit final, but im not, transfem Stelle, Its not said but its there, they/them pronouns for Stelle, also english isnt my first language, thats important i think, bc half my knowledge of the language comes from the internet

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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Natasha was just finishing with her last patient before the next problem of the day began.   And that problem showed itself in a crying Hook bursting the door to the pharmacy open, tears streaming down her reddened face as she buried herself into Natasha's leg.    The little girl took a while to calm down, Natasha patting her back slowly and at the same time sharing reassuring smiles to the patients that watched the scene with worry and a little annoyance at the sudden noise.    She sat Hook down in one of the empty beds, the girl looking with puffy eyes at the woman, a hint of urgency in her voice.   "We've lost the honorary member of the moles!" She cried out, "Hook was supposed to be it bu-but!"   Those few words were enough to piece together what had Hook in such disarray. It wasn't all that rare for children to come inside, crying in search of a seemingly lost friend after a particularly long game of hide and seek. Most of the time, they just forgot the game was even going and went home without telling anyone. And she also knew exactly who their honorary member was.   " Can you remember when you last saw them?"   "No! Hook doesn't cheat at hide and seek, so Hook didn't look!" She threw her arms up in frustration, as if the question itself was the peak of ridiculousness.   The scene was rather comical. Natasha knew Stelle was most likely either swept away into another mission, or had simply taken the game more seriously than the children expected. In either case, she doubted it was something to work herself up about.   "Hmm, they're probably hiding really well, how about I help you look for them?" She asked, imagining the trailblazer probably hiding somewhere in an alleyway, childish as they could be.   "No! That's cheating!" Hook crossed her arms pouting, "You can't join the game midway!"   Children could be… ridiculous, to say the least, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't used to it by then.    "Then… we can switch places." Natasha proposed.   Hook looked up from pouting to meet her gaze, questioning, "Switch places?"   "You can stay at the clinic and I will look for Stelle." Natasha explained, "Technically, I'm not joining the game as a new player, just making up for another missing player."   Hook seemed to think about it for a moment. Then, with newfound confidence, crossed her arms decisively, finding her boss persona once more, "Sure, but if Hook can't find them, I doubt you could. I'm the second place champion of hide and seek, you know?"   Natasha could only sigh at the random challenge, "... I think I'll be fine." She was, in fact, not fine at all.   Probably ten minutes had passed by then, and despite checking every corner in Boulder Town and asking whoever was around, no sign of Stelle seemed to appear. She was lucky she left Hook alone right when the patients were all taken care of for the time being.   Natasha was about to give up her search when a rustling sound caught her attention.   Turning her head towards it, she found herself facing one of the many alleyways in the town, and it was pretty much empty except for two identical trash barrels next to a wall.    The rustling came from one of them, that was apparent from the slight shaking, and Natasha wasn't about to give up with a clue right in front of her.   Getting closer, the shaking resumed then stopped for a while, it was obvious something (or someone) was moving around inside. It was most probably a stray cat, but she still braved the stench to check, refusing to go back without at least finding something.   Natasha opens the lid. First thing she notices is the smell, absolutely unbearable to most, but being a doctor had exposed her to worse things. Second, messy gray hair and amber eyes staring up at her. Two pairs of amber eyes, actually.   Natasha takes a second to process the image in front of her. Stelle sits among the trash, a kitten hanging between their hands awkwardly.    A meow interrupts both their staring, and suddenly, without warning, a hand grabs Natasha's arm.   She's falling. The smell gets worse, and she closes her eyes, sure this is a nightmare, but Natasha can feel the pain when she bangs her head with a metal surface.   The doctor opens her eyes to total darkness except for a few holes that allow some light from the streetlights to pass through, but not enough that she can see much without having to focus her eyesight. She doesn't know what's around her, but she can feel the banana peel on her head.   "What… the fuck."    That's the only thing that leaves her mouth. Her eyes catch amber and she knows Stelle is there, watching her. Natasha doesn't know whether to smack them now while her blood is freshly boiling or take the time to pull them both out and smack them then, and risk softening up by then.   The kitten meows once more, she can't really see it, but she can still hear the noise between Stelle's arms.    "Wow." Is the only thing they dare to say, "First time hearing you swear, fits you, kinda."   Natasha sighs, was she dealing with an abnormally tall child?, "Why are we in the trash?"   "Because… I wanted to hide?" They respond, "Oh, and I found a cat."   "I can see that."   "No you can't, you can't see anything." Stelle responds, matter of factly, "I'm naming it Garbage, because I found it in the garbage… March says I suck at naming things."   She'd be right.    Natasha raises a hand up, attempting to open the lid from the inside and just when it's about to open, Stelle pulls her back down.   "Sorry, just- I can't risk compromising my position. I take hide and seek very seriously, as you can see." They explain, even though that explanation makes no sense and Natasha is at her limit.    "The kids are done with the game, Hook was crying looking for you." She responds, "Why did you even choose this as a hiding spot? You could've chosen more… sanitary places, as a doctor, I'm obligated to worry about your hygiene, you know?"   Stelle remains silent, and there's some shuffling and another meow for a while before they remain still for a while.    Natasha can't see them, but she knows they're thinking about something, and thinking about it hard. She had a hunch before, as Stelle always hid in the most obvious places during games with the children. This isn't just hide and seek, so she beats back the urge to run from the smelly dumpster to listen.   "You can tell me anything, Stelle."    "Anything?"   "Anything."   "Even if it's dumb, and we're inside a stinking dumpster?"   "As long as you're comfortable."   "...recently, I noticed that everyone is kind of in a duo." Stelle shuffles again, and Natasha has to risk rummaging through trash to find their hand, prompting them to continue, "Like, before I joined, March and Dan Heng were a duo, they're like siblings, and Himeko and Welt are their aunt and uncle?"   Natasha doesn't recognize some of the names, but she lets them continue.   "And here, there are the Serval and Gepard, and there's Clara and her robot dad, and there's also Bronya and Seele, who are so so close and I have to be stuck between all that," They stop, but Natasha hums, prompting them to continue, "and… even Sampo has himself, cause he kinda counts for two, you know? And I know I'm part of the express, but I'm new, and I don't know them like they know each other. Like, I learned March was trapped in ice like five days ago."    Stelle goes silent again, and there's a quiet purr between them. Natasha's eyes are a bit more focused now, so she can slightly see them stroking the kitten.   "And I saw this cat rummaging through the trash today and I thought: we could be a duo, me and Garbage."    Natasha waits for them to continue, but they don't, so she intertwines their fingers together, and when Stelle squeezes she squeezes back harder.   "You know, before you told me this, I didn't even know you were new to the Astral Express." She starts, "And I know how it feels, when I just came down here, everyone knew each other, I was afraid I'd never fit in, especially after my brother… my point is, you don't need a duo to fit in, you just need time. Time to learn more about your family back in the express, and time to learn more about yourself. Then you won't need a duo to fit in, trust me."   When she stops talking, a faint cry spills out, and Natasha realizes Stelle is crying. The hero of Belobog is crying like a baby beside her.   "And what if I never fit in?" They say between tears, and Natasha knows there's more to that question, but she doesn't probe.   It is the smallest Natasha has ever heard their voice, and despite the fact the dumpster is as hot as its stench is strong, she leans in closer.   "How about this? If a year- no, three months pass, and you still feel like you don't fit in snywhere, you can always come back here. I'll welcome you with open arms, and we can be our own duo, deal?"   But she doubts that'll ever happen. Because the Stelle in front of her is the one that got Bronya to their side, convinced Serval to hide them while her own brother searched for them, the one that got vagrants and miners to stop fighting, and the one that March and Dan Heng looked for anytime they were missing the third member of their strange trio.   Stelle lets out a few more sniffs before responding, "But what about Garbage? They'll be alone too."   Natasha had almost forgotten the cat, that was now squeezed between them, laying in the little space left in pure boredom at the conversation it can't understand.   "I'll take care of Garbage, and you can come back to us later, duo or not."   Stelle remains quiet for another while, Natasha can still feel their trembling and can faintly see their arms wipe away the little tears that still fall.  "Uh, I never really told you why I pulled you inside here." They say, now their voice is more confident but still cautious, "I just… when I saw you open the dumpster I just thought, I really needed you here with me. Alone."   "Can I give you a hug, Stelle?"   Natasha swears it's dark, and that she couldn't see much before, but she does notice amber eyes looking straight at her, still wet from crying, and it's the only thing she can see in that moment, and it'd be the only thing she would see even if they were in the brightest place on earth.   Stelle, however, just has to ruin the moment, "Do you like women?"   Natasha smiles, "has anyone told you you're awfully bold?"   Stelle laughs, but it's awkward because their throat is soar, "Yes, but most mean it as an insult."   "I think it's charming." Natasha responds, "And answering your question, yes, Stelle, I like women."   "I like women too…" They seem like they're about to say something else, but remain silent.   Natasha figures out they need a little more help, "Are you asking me out on a date, sweetheart?"   There's silence, and then a cough, and then more as the trailblazer goes into a coughing fit, which she doubts is good considering they're in such a compact space.    "No? I mean, yes, I mean no, I mean kind of? I haven't gotten to the date part yet…" Stelle's voice gets lower at the end, resembling a whining puppy, but then she whispers "If I did… would you say yes?"    "Guaranteed it doesn't involve a dumpster? Of course I'd go on a date with you sweetheart."   There's another signature coughing fit, and Natasha has to remind herself she is a doctor and she should probably get them both out of that dumpster. Fast. Fortunately, there are not many new patients in the pharmacy when she came back, and Hook had fallen asleep in one of the beds. Natasha makes a mental note to call her father later.   The moles, or more specifically Julian, the only one still there at the time, surround Stelle with questions about her presumed disappearance. Somehow, they're convinced they were captured by bad guys and taken hostage as a way to sabotage the Mole's activities.    Garbage is quick to take their place beside Hook on the bed. True to her promise, Natasha agreed to take care of the kitten while Stelle embarked on their travels.   "Our time was short, but I'll miss you, Garbage." Stelle talked to the cat, despite it obviously ignoring them, then turn to Natasha "Kinda funny, we haven't even properly dated yet and we already have a child."   If they failed to notice Sampo at the other end of the room, somehow catching their words and spilling a cup of hot coffee on himself, that was a problem for another day.

the monsters gone, and your sisters here

['maimaisie']

General Audiences

Gen

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard & Serval (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Serval (Honkai: Star Rail), Mentioned Landau Father, Mentioned Lynx Landau, Mentioned Cocolia - Character

Based on the landau’s choice lightcone, Siblings, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, its all just hcs on the landau parenting, Fluff, Light Angst, The siblings ever, no beta we die like Cocolia, Not Beta Read

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

760

1/1

5

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25

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[]

“You should stop longing for his approval, you know.” Gepard looked up from his place on the floor, his sword loosening in his grip, “Pardon?” His eyes shifted from his sister, to the window and, then back to his sister again. Serval tilted her head before making her way to him from behind the desk, “Dad’s approval. He’ll only ever want more anyway.” A noise escaped from the back of Gerpad’s throat, a deep grunt kind of sound, “That’s…That’s not true, there’s been many times he’s been satisfied.” “With you maybe, you are their golden child.” “Serval..” His sister laughed, before sitting down next to him. Hesitantly, he went back to sharpening his sword. “It’s fine, Geppie.” The word had a playful whine at the end, before they fell back into silence, “I’m just saying… you saw how fast he turned on me after Cocolia kicked me out.” He couldn’t deny it because it was true. Once Cocolia kicked Serval out, it was like she was a child again being scolded for ‘bringing shame to the Landau name.’, for publicly humiliating their father. He still remembers the look of disappointment, and he remembers having a thought; a thought he still feels immense guilt for having in that moment with his sister so angry, but it was something he thought nonetheless, “I hope that gaze is never directed at me.” During their childhood, the few times that disappointed look was towards him, it’d bring him to tears everytime; and it would be Serval who would shield him from it. Distantly he remembers the feeling of being tugged behind his sister’s back, away from the anger. “I’m sorry, I know you and Dad are on… decent.. terms. I don’t want to make you feel bad, Gepard.” Softly her finger extended to bop his nose, “You are the one he’s most proud of, I’m sure,” That was all because all his life, he chased after the greatest heights that would make his Father proud. The heights that could keep eyes of anger and shame away from him. Scrambling to emerge triumphant in any situation, so that their Dad could tell his friends about his boy, who is the captain of the Silvermane Guards. All his life he had worked for his Father’s praise. Serval moved her hand to ruffle his hair, bringing back to the present, “I’m just telling you, don’t be too dependent on him, because if you ever mess up-like anyone would- you shouldn’t be too upset over his disappointment.” Her hand was removed from his body all together, “That man has too high expectations for anyone, it’s only one of the many reasons I cut off contact with him.” A breathy laugh escaped her throat. Silence settled over the siblings once more, Gepard continued looking down at his sword, avoiding his sister should the flood of guilt re-emerge in his stomach again. The setting sun shone on from outside and his sister began to hum, it was a song he was familiar with; something she used to hum to Gepard and Lynx as children when they were upset. The music was accompanied by the drumming of her fingers against the floor they sat next to eachother on. With a clatter, the sword fell to the floor. “Hm?” Gepard shifted his eyes to his sister, making eye contact for the first time since the conversation started, “Ah… even if the… late Madame Cocolia removed you and even if Father thinks you bring shame to the family, you-.. you make me proud.” He watched as her eyes widened in a sort of surprise for a split second, before a melancholic smile graced her lips. Her eyes moved towards the ground. “You’re talented in many ways, Serval… not just intelligence. You’re creative and you’re free, I think it gives you individuality.” Gepard swallowed the saliva that conjured in his mouth, “I’ll continue to chase after Father’s praise but, I think you’re brave, Serval. I couldn’t even imagine turning my back on the family.” His elder sister breathed out a laugh before grabbing ahold of his broad shoulders, pulling him in towards her. As if they were kids again, holding onto eachother as he cried in his sister’s arms. “I love you, little brother.” Her arms tightened around him, “If father ever turns his back on you, I’ll defend you until the end,” They were Landau’s, a family that prided themselves on achievements and prestige. But, Gepard was starting to think their generation prided themselves much more on the achievements of one another.

heartworms

['sicker']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail)

Mildly Dubious Consent, due to sex pollen trope, Enthusiastic Consent, Bottom Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail)

English

2023-05-07

Updated

2023-05-07

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[]

March marches into his hotel room a few hours past dark. "A doctor would be more helpful than I can be," Danheng tells her. "I wanted to find one for him," March sighs. "Rejoice, Danheng. He wants to waste your time instead." Caelus trails in after her. He seems unconcerned, his hands loose in his pockets: not at all shuttered and wary the illness-stricken tend to be. For hours they had worried he would spiral back into infirmity, but there's nothing visibly unusual about him now. "How are you feeling?" Danheng asks. Caelus glances at him and turns away without response. He elects instead to examine every painting and tabletop and off-note fleck of plaster on the walls, peel at the wallpaper, and root through the drawers—and after a stretch, finally settle to a stop at March's side. Not before picking up Danheng's pen and pocketing it, of course. "Thanks for gracing us with your presence," March says. "Not like anyone's worried you're about to drop dead, or anything." Caelus reaches forward to tap Danheng on the shoulder, then raises a hand: hello.  "Evening," says Danheng. March provides a comment on his chronoception that he ignores. "How's your headache?" "I think it might be worse now." "We knew this would happen if you let it fester." "See," March groans. "That's what I said. But apparently we have greater problems than his imminent death by trash cancer. Because going to the clinic would make him feel embarrassed." Caelus nods, evidently satisfied with this explanation. "Mm," says Danheng. "Alright." March muffles a snort into her hand, which abruptly rises to rub at her eyes, and then she yawns and sighs in succession, three separate gestures that don't quite congeal into fatigue. One eye splits open to peek at Danheng as she says, "I'll leave him to you." March slips out the door, abruptly alleviating herself of her responsibility to a human being—and she's succinct about it, turning the corner before he can so much as open his mouth. Danheng turns to face his pseudo-patient with a sense of growing dread. He's already peeled open Danheng's pillow. Caelus blinks, feather in hand. "Where's she going?"     "Start with your symptoms," Danheng says. "Let's go over those properly." A skim through the archives provided possibilities, but nothing reinforced by March's report. Caelus startles from his examination of the flooring. He shoves his foot back into his shoe. "Is that necessary? Beyond the headache, I'm just...itchy." Danheng lets I'm itchy marinate in disbelieving silence until his companion yields with a wince. Caelus's resting expression rarely drifts from that same cool stare. Danheng had still expected for some discomfort to bleed through—even something as innocuous as a furrowed brow would have been reassuring. Caelus instead rattles off headache, hot stomach, cold skin, I want to eat you and March with the demeanor of someone narrating a five-off florist sale in the daily post. Danheng takes note, then presses his palm into Caelus's temple, fingers taut in his fringe. He's running warm. "You said cold?" "Cold," Caelus confirms.  "Any hot flashes?" "Well," says Caelus, in a muted volume. "One right now." Danheng lowers his hand.  "Still," says Caelus. He blinks, lashes shivering. Danheng's eyes are heavy: on two hours of sleep and a cup of watery tea, his movements are a touch displaced. For a moment, he doesn't know what to make of that. The slow clench of his chest must be concern. "That was triggered by contact?" He reaches up again, curious, but Caelus butts his forehead into his palm before contact, an eagerness to him that doesn't register with Danheng until his own fingers slacken into curling. His nails scrape gently along Caelus's temple, Caelus says, "Looks like it," with a quiet, languid heat, and Danheng has himself find the merit in withdrawing—the proximity makes something behind his eyes itch. Caelus starts, and says, "I'm not contagious." "You don't know that. You refused to be tested, after all." "I do know," Caelus says. Danheng listens for a feverish edge but hears none. "You're letting me sit here, after all." That's unrelated, Danheng doesn't say, because he isn't going to tell him to leave, so he just reaches out and taps Caelus's chin up to check his eyes. Pupils dilated; irises nearly swallowed black. He thumbs at Caelus's lower lid until the pink of his tear duct gleams. Caelus tries to narrow his eye at him before it stutters into closing. An unreasonable warmth lists in Danheng's chest like a blown flame. "You inhaled a substance, right?" Danheng asks. "Did any of it get into your eyes?" "Something's getting in for sure, since you're pulling it open. That—hurts." Danheng stills. "I'll stop." He drops his hand again. He resists the urge to frown. His task is to drag Caelus back to steady ground—perhaps March hopes for a breakthrough, but these things are for him to study, not cure—and worse is studying such an affliction when it's one of his own affected. But this wavering—whether it's his own lack of footing or an uneasy attention within him imploring for agency—carves a delineation between that leaves for little space on either side. This grey area, it's somewhere within research, concern, and the odd pit in his stomach...but he wants to help, and Caelus seems to fall away from his reach, and Danheng can tell he's still basking in the reprieve from the initial pain this illness had set upon him—so it may be that he's unsure too, about Danheng, and Danheng wants to handle this with precision, wants to steel him through recovery before what happened has a chance of returning. But he needs his cooperation, his leniency, even, because what Danheng will have to drag out of him is. "Be honest," Danheng begins. "What did you feel when you were first infected?" "When I first—what did it look like?" Caelus asks, and despite his words there's nothing mocking there. "I can remember some of it. Mostly you and March having to drag me off the street." "Nothing else?" "There was someone laughing at me." "That was March." Up until she'd realized that Caelus, hands tight over his burning face and hardly able to move, hadn't been reeling from embarrassment.  Caelus smiles. "And here I was thinking it was you." Danheng wonders how cold he is. He breathes with a near imperceptible tremor. "And how did you feel," Danheng asks, trying not to be clinical. He settles his expression into one of neutrality, an implicit, understand that I am trying to help, and eases his hand onto Caelus's knee the way March always does for him. His fingers settle over the curve, and he feels dangerously as though he's taking something not meant to be his. He's about to say, guess, "Overheated?" or "Freezing?" when Caelus hisses a sharp sound and Danheng jerks away, alarmed. Caelus's stare snaps up to his face. Eyes blown wide. "No, don't," he insists, when Danheng opens his mouth to apologize. "That was just different." And he continues, "My face wasn't like that," staring at Danheng's hand, retracted, and Danheng wishes he could curl his arm back into himself. And Caelus says, "When you touched my face. It didn't feel like that," with an odd note of wonder, as if fascinated by his own physiology. And Danheng says, "I see," with a voice like a stone thrown down a well. But he presses forward, slipping through habit, be studious—there's no space to overthink, not when his indecision heels him, poised to overrun him: "And you don't want to go to see any of our doctors because of this. Because you feel—" "Feel," Caelus confirms, again with that quiet heat.   (Weeks back, on his first step off the Express, Caelus had turned back to look at them both. His hair was darker in the snow, his eyes brighter. He was smiling. He hadn't explained himself, what that look meant or what he saw: he said nothing at all. Was it the sky? It would have meant something to anyone who had never seen it before, a brilliant, fathomless white, a world fully-formed. Maybe his footsteps: where the snow swallowed his ankles and took his tracks in answer, made them real, painfully true. Or maybe it was the air. The cold. It might have meant none of those things. What they learned, regardless: Caelus knew embark, knew disembark, knew time, when it was time to go to bed and when it was time to rise, knew hunger, knew his name, knew or learned companion like it was a rind on his tongue, worn-down sour, almost sweet. He knew these things, knew what they meant—and in equal measure because of this knew nothing at all. If he knew—if he knows illness. And he does, he knows illness. Knows about medicine and the goings of. Then in turn, he doesn't know drugged, not in a darker context like this. And March, horrified by what had happened, wasn't sure how to confront that: how to explain that people can be foul in different, filthier ways. And Danheng couldn't put that on her. So whatever this is, Caelus watching him, his palm on Caelus's warm skin, this is illness. At least, it should be.)   "This is why you're embarrassed," Danheng asks. "Not the fact that you brought this upon yourself by rooting through the garbage?" "Danheng, that's kind of harsh." The strange consciousness of relief is heavy. He doesn't play along. "I won't patronize you," he says. "I asked you to be honest with me. What did you do about it?" "About what was done to you," he clarifies.  "Done to me," Caelus echoes. "It's not like the garbage can coughed on me." Though he doesn't answer, he doesn't seem flustered, either—his skin is the same warm shade, his speech measured. Conversational. But can it really be this easy?  Danheng watches him. Caelus stares back. Danheng struggles to determine where he lies on a scale from stubborn to clueless and finds that neither are particularly hopeful options. He thins his lips. The pile of feathers lying discarded on the floor looks like a decent landing site for his dignity. "Have you masturbated," he asks.  "What?" says Caelus. Danheng's voice thankfully remains level. "Masturbated." A room of open air and he's cornered himself. Now all there is to do is compromise with this dead end. "What do you mean?" Caelus prods. Danheng's chest tightens again but he acquiesces, gesturing between his legs and simulating a movement. This, he can be clinical about.  Caelus stares at him, pensive, before he leans off to the side as though hiding his face. Danheng, taken aback, asks, "Is something wrong?" and that's when Caelus's shoulders start shaking—Danheng only has a moment of curious horror to himself before he realizes that Caelus is laughing. "You should do that again," Caelus says, leaking mirth, and repeats that movement himself—with an exaggerated twist of the wrist. Peculiarly un-clinical.  Danheng narrows his eyes. "And you should change your name to March 8th." "March would like a recording of what you just did, that's for sure...Danheng, would you let me—" "I wouldn't." Caelus repeats the same gesture. Danheng, unmoved, doesn't indulge him. "I tried," Caelus tells him after losing interest. "It felt—I did it once. I thought it was the right step to take. There was this itch concentrated in my stomach, and." He'd gone into the restroom to vomit, before: or so he'd said, and when he'd returned to them his color was better, he'd been able to walk without stumble. "Is it that easy? Are you—" There's a beat before Caelus smiles again. There's that same fascinated curve to his eyes, present after Danheng had touched his knee. "Huh? Are you calling me easy?" Danheng doesn't know where he's been learning terms like that. Or if he'd always known them. The back of his head feels bright. "Any adverse effects? It didn't cure your headache?" "You're asking why I only did it once." He says that casually, so steadily. It disarms Danheng, and he wants for that steadiness—to be able to keep his eyes still, his ribs closed. For the lack of space between them, this paper-thin distance, for it to not unsettle him so. But Caelus's face reflects something else. "Did you feel ashamed?" Caelus's eyebrows raise.  "That was a guess," Danheng feels the need to admit. "But if you did, there's no need to be." "Oh. Well, now I'm curious." Caelus leans closer, searching—trying to be searching, maybe, because his eyes are bright with humor. Looking at him, having him so close, it makes Danheng's gut gnaw itself into a knot. "You also feel sad after you come? I'm all for advice from the illustrious Danheng. How do you get over it?" "You're adapting her mannerisms," Danheng protests, and swerves from the subject matter entirely. "I did just spend a good three hours with her. She lost tug-of-war against the kids on the street, by the way. I couldn't tell if she was humoring them or not." Danheng's awareness of how they're the only two living, breathing things in the room takes the backseat to a sudden rush of fondness. It's sobering, like cool water, and in his mind's eye there's March with all her indignance, her singular warmth in a quiet train. "You're giving her too much credit." "I should relay that to her. My phone's—dead. Let's use your phone. How should I phrase it, what do you think? 'Danheng says you have the pull strength of a toddler.'" "I don't tend to refer to myself in the third person." "You're illustrious, you should." Caelus reaches past him to flip the sheets. Nothing underneath. He sweeps the remnants of Danheng's brutalized pillow off onto the floor as well. Danheng's phone remains unviolated in his pocket so he watches this happen with some degree of fascination.  Spitefully, his phone chooses that moment to ring. "Oh." Danheng considers a future barrage of spam from March when his thigh begins to vibrate. Caelus draws back into his space at the edge of the bed. "It's on you," he says. "It is," Danheng replies.  "On your leg?" "Pocket." Caelus says nothing after that and Danheng waits. Rather thoughtlessly, he decides that if Caelus reaches out to take it with the same carelessness he'd treated the rest of the room with, then that's that.  He drags his thumb along the hem of his pocket. "You're suddenly quiet. You were unusually talkative for a while." Caelus's smile has grown stiff, almost wry. He's been that way for a while, too. Danheng reaches this revelation with a force sudden enough for his thoughts to flinch. "Yeah." Caelus says. "I think I'm going crazy," "Are you feeling worse?" "It's not like anything's gone away." In the first few moments post-infection, they'd gathered him up by the arms and he'd shuddered into himself so viciously that March was sure he'd been dying. Danheng compares that to how he is now; lack of flush, able to laugh and smile. "Then you still feel overwhelmed?" Caelus grimaces. "Sure," he says, simply. "I'm," he taps his foot, a slow, swinging pulse, "keeping myself in check." Danheng wonders what a person has to understand about themselves to speak with that kind of certainty.  "It's harder when we're in a closed room. Outside, it was—March and I ran around for a while, and the cool air was nice." His voice grows thin, private. "You feel very warm." Then Caelus's brow furrows like he's come to a decision.  "Tell me," he says, and Danheng's about to ask "About what?" when Caelus's fingers settle around his wrist. Heat streaks up his forearm and he looks back up at Caelus. His expression is simple, easy in its freedom to be, and Danheng can read it despite the discomfort of their closeness, because all it is is warm, warm want.  Caelus asks, "Can I take it out of your pocket?" His fingertips are shivering.   

Hotel Room

['YayMeeko']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Gepard/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus/Dan Heng/Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus/Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail)

Smut, Rough Sex, Double Penetration, Implied/Referenced oral sex, Slut Shaming, Hair-pulling, Scent Kink, Cock Slut, submissive Gepard, Bottom Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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[]

It's late night in Belobog, and the hotel room Caelus is staying in is smothering hot, with air so stuffed by that pervading scent of sweat and human breath. Gepard said the Silvermane Guards had to keep the group under custody for a few days until Madam Cocolia approved of meeting them.  Caelus and the others have pleaded with the guy to at least let them explore the city freely as they wait to be summoned by the Supreme Guardian. And he acquiesced to that, to let them go, but on one condition: one that only Gepard, Caelus and Dan Heng will ever know. And Caelus can't help but think of how fucking lucky he is, of how amazing it feels as he keeps thrusting inside the Silvermane Captain's ass from behind, grasping that plush ass firmly and leaving red marks on that pale skin. Gepard is so warm and tight around his dick, and it's so freaking good as he feels his insides clench around him when his dick rubs Gepard’s prostate every time he pulls out just to plunge deep inside him again. Gepard keeps groaning huskily, spit thickened by the two guys' cum already as he keeps whimpering and yelping desperately inside those four walls where the high and mighty Captain of Belobog's military is getting his hole ravaged and his body completely dominated by two outlanders' dicks. Caelus and Dan Heng are probable 'criminals', two debauched men that relentlessly keep teasing the poor young Captain, that keep sinking their nails deep in his flesh, that keep sowing his skin with marks left by hungry fingers, and they keep biting his back, his pecs, his limbs, those inviting and taut muscles without any remorse. Because Gepard asked to be treated like this, he begged for it on his knees after sucking them both off: he begged them to fuck him senseless, until he can't think of anything anymore, until his limbs are all jittery and he's nothing but a pathetic and moaning mess filled with cum. And when Caelus was begged to do that, who was he to refuse a face struck by so much pleasure? A face that showed a swollen red mouth that still harbored their warm and fresh cum, a tongue that messily kept licking the thumb that was stroking those broken lips, lips that grinned lazily beneath those two men. Dan Heng is kissing him below him, lapping his arms around his back so that he's completely wrapped around him, muffling every sound that keeps tearing from Gepard's throat. Caelus clasps his hair from behind him and rests his sweaty chest on Gepard’s slippery back and Dan Heng’s forearms, squeezing Gepard tight right between his two personal fucktoys. “Oh fuck- it- it hurts…!” Gepard manages to mumble through that sloppy kiss, but his ached panting and his pleas to slow down a bit rest unheard. He tries to scream, but his voice cracks and dies out before being able to pronounce anything more, and his hands grip tightly the sheets beneath him as the two men keep fucking him at an uneven pace that slowly exhausts him, that leaves him deprived of the ability to do anything but feel the pleasure and the pain washing all over him in strong tides. “To think that the Captain of the Silvermane Guards would be so desperate to get some dick.” Caelus grunts in his ear and goes to bite him, and his muffled yelp is the sweetest of treats he can get. “A slut in heat like you wouldn’t have any problem getting some, right? You’re so desperate to get fucked by anyone as long as they can ram it inside you, huh? Even ‘low-lives’ like us?” His hands reach his sides and hold him tightly as he keeps ruining Gepard’s ass, feeling hot skin under his calloused fingers. The continuous thrusting has loosened him completely, and now that Gepard is more relaxed, Dan Heng and Caelus don’t struggle as much anymore as they effortlessly thrust inside his slicked hole, painfully seeking their own relief. Caelus can’t help but think of how fucking arousing it is to be in this intimate position, to feel those two both so close to him, and he revels in that stark scent they ooze that is probably foul but that’s incredibly exciting and intoxicating to him.  Dan Heng suddenly releases him from the kiss because Caelus has the urge to kiss Gepard, so he pulls the man’s head away roughly from Dan Heng’s mouth and shoves him on his lips, tasting with his tongue the mess they have all created inside the Captain’s mouth. Gepard moans loudly as he comes for the second time already, and it’s all liquidy on Dan Heng’s belly now, while his prostate being hammered keeps soliciting the best noises from his throat. Dan Heng fastens his hold around Gepard and bottoms out desperately in him as he bites down on his neck, cumming soon after inside his hole with runny streams of cum. He’s slumped on the bed and pulls out his softening dick that still leaks a few drops, and his thighs and legs can’t stop shivering. He’s exhausted, crushed by the weight of both men above him, but Caelus is still not done, and he has Gepard’s ass all to him now: he can do whatever he wants to that whiny bitch, he can manhandle him however he pleases and hear the other begging for more of whatever depraved thing he’ll do to him. He pulls out and Gepard sighs in relief, but soon he’s pushing his big body to the side so that the man is facing the ceiling, and Dan Heng can finally breathe again as well. He climbs on the bed with one foot, raises those soft and fuzzy thighs with his hands and plops Gepard's legs on his shoulders before he finally can thrust inside him again, looking for more friction as he claps his cheeks in a fast paced motion, and his face is mere inches from Gepard’s as he keeps abusing him without regret, even if tears roll down Gepard’s eyes because of how sensitive he is now. “Fuck-” Caelus curses as he watches Gepard’s features twist in painful pleasure beneath him, and soon his eyes close before they kiss again. It’s sloppy, it’s desperate, it’s the furthest thing from romantic, it’s just raw and crude desire and lust. His hand pinches Gepard’s nipple, red and showing a bite mark left from Dan Heng earlier, and he soon clasps his pecs with morbid need, feeling that wonderful flesh form under his rough and violent touch. Their primal action is mirrored by long shadows on the walls as they keep fucking, and they both become more vocal when Caelus hurries his pace, gripping Gepard’s matted blonde hair as he finally groans and cums for the third time ever since they started this turbid exchange. His mind is foggy when those few watery streams of cum left in him fill the man beneath him, and Gepard clutches Caelus tightly onto him as the latter pants and jitters, enveloping with strong arms his frame that keeps trembling because of how tired he is. After Caelus is done and his breath has evened out again, he crumbles on top of him, resting his head on that wide chest. His head is thumping, his nose desperately needs some fresh air, but he’s awkwardly comfortable in this position. Dan Heng, who has been resting on the side, finally barges in the picture and closes the gap between them by clutching on Gepard’s arm, curling Caelus’s hair with a finger that has reached for him. “Was it harsh enough for you?” Caelus grins and he only hears a warm chuckle. He doesn’t move, because he’s too intent on watching Dan Heng’s gaping mouth as he toys with his hair to look upwards. Caelus doesn’t know why, but there’s a warm feeling thrumming in his chest, and he doesn’t dislike it. It makes him feel good for some reason, better than what the sex has given him just now. He reasons that it’s comfortable to lay like this, all three of them. He likes this small haven they have created, this haven that smells disgustingly funky and that is almost foggy because of how feverishly hot it is. After what feels like a good ten minutes of Gepard rubbing his back and Dan Heng caressing his hair, a sigh tears the idyll. Gepard tries to move, and Caelus immediately shoves to the side to let the man sit up. “Fuck-” He curses, rubbing his sore and slimy ass. A bit of guilt seizes Caelus' mind, but Gepard was the one that asked for that treatment. He shouldn’t feel sorry for him. Gepard is the one that also thought Caelus, Dan Heng and March really were criminals and wouldn’t hear any other reason. He’s stuck-up and self-righteous, he doesn’t deserve that compassion, he settles to believe. Caelus hears the rustling of clothes, but doesn’t watch what happens in the room, he just shares glances with Dan Heng: the guy is blushing from ear to ear, from shoulder to shoulder, and he looks very cute right now, with his face resting on creased covers, and Caelus reaches out to caress his cheek, trying to avoid the lingering feeling of loss that just won’t leave him. “I’ll have the Silvermane Guards know that they can accompany you around the city to visit it freely from tomorrow on.” Gepard says pristine, impeccable tone although the uneven pace of his feet makes them know that he’s clearly stumbling, and Caelus and Dan Heng simply hum back, but refuse to look at Gepard’s body as the door opens and soon fresh wind barges in and the presence is already gone when the breeze has been cut short again. That night, Dan Heng and Caelus have cuddled together under the covers, avoiding to confront the painful feeling of emptiness clutching their chests by hugging tighter onto each other.

The "Interrogation"

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M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Sampo/Welt, Welt Yang/Sampo Koski

Welt Yang, Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Pom-Pom (Honkai: Star Rail), Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Top Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Bottom Welt Yang (Honkai: Star Rail), Rimming, Boys Kissing, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Boys In Love, Making Out, Power Bottom Welt Yang, Face-Fucking, Blow Jobs, Gay Sex, They do it in the Express in Welt's room, gay people are real???

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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The Astral Express is enjoying some drinks in the main area, they all seem to be happy and talking. They finally have a break after all. "And then it went BOOM and we were all like 'WOW!' it was awesome!" said March with sparkly eyes. "Oh really? I remember that you got scared by the explosion, did you not?" said Dan in a cocky tone. "In my defense, it was really loud." said the pink-haired girl, crossing her arms and looking away. "What matters is that all of you are safe." said Himeko, putting her tea cup down. "Don't you agree Caelus?" said the red hair girl, turning to the trailblazer. The gray haired man took a few moments to process what Himeko said, he was tired after all. "Oh, mhm." he said, nodding his head rapidly. Himeko laughed at the action, she thought it was pretty adorable. Then, she turned to Welt, who seemed lost in thought. "What's the matter Welt? something in your mind again?" said Himeko, in a calming tone then crossing her leg on top of her other leg. Welt took a deep sigh. "Yes, it's just.... I feel like there is something going on. I don't know how to explain it but I feel like something happened." he said, taking a sip of his coffee.   "If something were to happen.." said March, then taking a sip of her tea, she wiped the tea that remained in her lips. "...Pom-Pom would have known." said March. Welt then jumps at the realization. "That's it, where IS Pom-Pom." he said then standing up to look around. "No wonder it was so quiet.." said Dan, standing up beside Welt. "March, Caelus and Dan, check the dorms to see if Pom-Pom is there somewhere." The three nodded then ran to the dorms. Himeko stood up and was about to speak when there was a sudden loud crash. "What's that noise?" said Himeko, turning around quickly. Both of them pulled out their weapons just to be safe. Then a type of gas came out of a corner. When they realized, it was too late. They both felt weak, but awake enough to hear someone. "My my my, two birds with one stone? I thought it would be harder to capture Welt Yang and Himeko." said a man in a cocky tone. Before Welt could pass out he got a glimpse of the man's blue hair and his red-jacket. A few moments later. Welt finds himself tied to a chair, Himeko being on the other side of the room. "You finally woke up, I was getting tired of speaking with that lady. No offense whatsoever miss." Himeko looked furiously at Sampo, as if she just heard him talking for an hour straight. Welt tried to speak but then realized he was muffled. "You want to say something pretty boy?" Sampo said in a sly tone then leaning in towards Welt. Welt looked concerned and upset. "Well then, thinking about it. I'll take off the thing in your mouth, I want to hear your words." He said then leaning his body towards Welt, putting his hands in his neck so he could untie the cloth around Welt's neck to his mouth. As he was untied, he let out a gasp which made Sampo jump slightly. "Where are the others?" said Welt as soon as he was done gasping for air. "Don't worry about them, they are locked in the dorms. All I had to do was lure the conductor bunny thing to the dorm with some loud music and it went straight to my trap. It was kind of funny. But don't worry, they are all safe." He said, turning his back against Welt then walking towards Himeko. Welt was staring at the guy. He thought he walked so, attractively? the way his body moved, the way his hips swayed with every step... What was he thinking? Welt couldn't be having these thoughts with someone who "kidnapped" him. If you could say that I assume. Welt blushed a bit and looked away. When he looked back, Himeko's gag cloth was off so she could speak. She sounded upset, yelling at Sampo. Quickly, when Sampo was talking to himself while facing the wall, she glanced at Welt and gave him a signal with her eyes, signaling to the blue haired man's knife in his back pocket. Then signaling that Himeko's ties were loose. Welt got the clue. Welt thought of something he could use to get the man's attention. "Hey you blueberry haired guy, these ropes are too tight. Could you loosen them up a bit, I can barely feel my leg." Welt said in a well acted struggling tone. Sampo quickly turned to him and walked fast to the man with glasses. He stared at Welt's legs and noticed that the ropes were actually a bit tight on his thighs. He giggled when he noticed but Welt quickly saw a small blush on the man's face. "You think you're funny, no? 'Blueberry haired guy', that's a new one." he said while chuckling and placing his hand on Welt's thigh. Welt jumped at the feeling of Sampo squishing it with his hand. "Who would have thought that you had such a body. And you hide it with ALL that clothing? That's honestly pretty sad." he said jokingly. Welt went red after hearing that and then looked at Himeko who just finished untying herself. She quietly walked up to the guy and confiscated his pocket knife slowly so he wouldn't realize, which somehow ended up working. "Is that good enough my prince?" said Sampo while winking at the brown haired guy. "Yes, it is, thank you." Sampo looked towards where Himeko was supposed to be. "Huh, that's funny, I could have sworn that there was a woman the-'' his sentence got cut off by Himeko who knocked him out with a chair. Welt just stared at her and chuckled "A chair? Really?'' In response Himeko put her hand on her hip. "It was that or having you headbutt him. Be grateful I went for the safest option for you." They both laughed a little and then Himeko put on a cocky grin, then she said in a sly tone. "Welt, I know your taste in men is definitely not the best but, him? Really?" she said in a teasing tone then walking away before the man could respond. "Himeko, aren't you forgetting something?" said Welt, still tied to the chair. Himeko came back jogging. "My bad, I just forgot he didn't untie you, with that tension you both had, I was worried you two may have gone to your room and left me here." Welt blushed at the thought then quickly stood up after being untied. "Thank you" he said, grabbing his wrist. "So, about him?" he said, pointing at Sampo knocked over in the ground. "I mean, we aren't going to his place in some time and we are already in space. It would take us about a month to take him back. Maybe you can take care of him. Get some answers out of his mouth." Himeko said, fixing her hair. She started walking away and then stopped at the door frame. "I honestly can't believe he is this clumsy, it's kind of like he planned this to happen." she said jokingly and walked away. Welt realized that he had to take care of the knocked out guy by himself. "Well then, here goes nothing." He carried Sampo in a way someone would carry a princess. Half-way through, he met with the other crew members. "So it was him!" March said, taking her bow out when she laid eyes on Sampo. "I think he's unconscious, leave him be." said Pom-Pom, drinking some water. "I vote that we should throw him out in space." said Caelus jokingly. After that Sampo's eyes widened and it was as if he sprung back into consciousness. "You wouldn't do that to me? Right buddy? After all we are like best friends,,, compadres,,, no?" he said, still in Welt's arms. The whole room was quiet but that silence turned into laughter. Sampo jumped out of Welt’s arms. "You were awake all this time?" said Welt, clearly confused. "Oh yeah, I regained consciousness after a few seconds we walked out of the room. I liked how you were carrying me so I didn't say anything so you could carry me all the way to...." Sampo made a thinking face but gave up quickly. "....wherever we were heading towards.” Welt was red after the guy with the blue hair confessed his motive, he felt like his ears were burning. He looked at Himeko who was giving him a teasing look which was followed by a giggle. "We are going to my room, so I could ask you some questions." Another moment of silence filled the room. Dan Heng sarcastically nodded said, with a sly grin, after saying that, he continued reading the book like it was nothing. Welt was a little overwhelmed by how out of context the situation was. There was a catch though, he couldn't deny it, maybe he did have feelings for Sampo, after all. "Who would have thought that Mr. Yang was so strong. He carried me as if he was carrying a pillow.” said Sampo jokingly in a teasing tone. Grabbing Welt's cheek and pinching it. Welt felt his heart beating faster. "Let's go Mr. Yang, I have some questions to answer, don't I?" said Sampo, putting his hand over Welt's shoulder, then he retrieved that hand and help Welt's hand. With that, he started kind of skipping away with Welt, the older guy having to speed walk right behind him. Welt quickly looked back to see the whole crew staring at them. And before he knew it. They were in the dorms. Welt couldn’t believe it, he had no idea where all of this was going. Well, he did have AN idea but he wasn’t so sure about it, even though deep down he was kind of anticipating it. "So.... where will the interrogation begin?" he said looking back at Welt. "My room is the last one to the hall. But first tell me.." Welt got closer to Sampo in a quick flash."...What are you planning?" Sampo had a grin full of pride in his face. "Are you that eager to find out? It’s a surprise.. After we are done with whatever we are about to do. After all…" Sampo makes a quick pause then his tone shifts to a slightly seductive one. "I'll do anything you tell me to do. Mr Yang~" he said while putting his arms around Welt’s neck. Welt had no idea how to react, his eyes were sparkling and he seemed excited. Then before Sampo knew it, his lips met with Welt's. Sampo quickly went along with it. The kiss lasted a few seconds, when they made distance from each other’s faces, they both stared at each other with a thread of saliva connecting them together. Both of the men were out of breath. The hall echoed their pants but not a single word. It was like that until Sampo broke the silence. “For being a collected man.. you sure do know how to kiss.." said Sampo, out of breath. Welt finally snapped back to reality and his cheeks turned into a deep red, he was really embarrassed. "Im.. I'm sorry I shouldn't have.." Welt said nervously, backing a few steps back and accommodating his glasses. "Don't worry about it, I enjoyed it…” Sampo said seductively. The blue haired man inspected Welt up and down. “And I'm pretty sure your friend down there did too.." Sampo said in a snarky tone. Welt was burning, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was about to escape. "Let's take this to the room shall we.." Welt said, walking away from the hallway. Sampo nodded rapidly. "After you." he said in an intrigued tone. Welt only sighed and walked away. He could feel like someone was staring so he slightly glanced behind him. He noticed Sampo checking him out. He could have sworn he just saw him lick his lips. But Welt just walked faster to the room. The passageway felt like an eternity. It was silent, the only thing that could be heard was their footsteps. "I hope you don't mind me checking you out Mr Yang. After all, I noticed you checking me out in that room too. Did you not?" Sampo said in a cocky tone. Welt stopped for a second, he felt his heart drop. He thought that it was so embarrassing. Not because he got caught. It was because it’s true. The thought of Sampo walking and the shape of the blue haired guy’s ass flooded Welt’s minds. With such thoughts, he felt his pants tighten more. He blushed and rushed to the room. When they got there, they slammed and locked the door. Both of them didn't know what to say, it was kind of embarrassing to say the least. To break the awkwardness, Sampo took a few steps closer until they felt the other's warm breath in each other's faces. With them being close enough, they continued their making out session. Sampo ran his fingers through Welt’s hair. And Welt grabbed the other’s waist. When they separated from the kiss, they looked like a mess. A beautiful mess. Welt zoned out staring at Sampo. He had lost control of the kiss. Sampo took his chance and made Welt put his back against the desk. “Huh, the universe is crazy. One second I infiltrated into the Astral Express and now I’m in an intimate situation with Welt Yang.” Sampo said, amazed by the fact of having Welt around his arms. Welt was speechless. He couldn’t believe it either. Sampo quickly took off his gloves. And with that, he started using his left hand to take off Welt’s shirt and his right hand to caress his back. Soft moans escaped the brown haired man’s mouth. Sampo used his mouth to leave some marks and kisses on Welt's neck. Welt was taken by surprise by it and let out a small whimper. “Is that really necessary?” Welt said as his hands were shivering a little, which made him have to hold on to the desk. Sampo looks up a little, he’s slightly shorter than Welt, by maybe around 3 inches shorter or so but who cares. “I just want to make sure the universe knows who was the one who claimed you, Mr. Yang.” he said in a teasing tone. Welt turned red as Himeko’s hair and looked away immediately. Covering his mouth to try to keep his groans down. Sampo grabbed his arm with his right arm and pulled it away from Welt’s mouth. “Oh no, no… I don’t want you to do that. I want to hear you loud and clear. Do me that favor would you.” Welt was in shock, and quickly nodded. “Good, now.. Enjoy the show.” Sampo said seductively as he pulled off Welt’s suit and shirt. Playing with his nipples and sucking on them. Welt throws his head back out of pleasure and leaves more loud moans with each movement. With small kisses, Sampo makes his way through Welt’s body all the way down just close to his member. The sensation makes Welt physically shiver. Both of their hearts are beating as fast as they can. “What’s the problem Mr. Yang? Are you nervous?” Sampo said in a cocky tone as he was taking off Welt's belt and unzipping his pants. Welt was kind of embarrassed, to that he replied shakingly. “It’s just that, I didn’t think this would go this far, especially not with a guy.” he said as he ran his fingers through Sampo’s hair. Sampo raised an eyebrow at the confession. At the same time he pulled Welt’s pants down, leaving him only with his underwear. Sampo was almost speechless, he was eager for this. He started caressing the bulge on Welt’s underwear. “Oh, don’t worry Mr. Yang, I’ll make sure you have a great time.” As soon as Sampo was done with those words, he pulled down Welt’s underwear. Sampo took a brief pause, his mouth started watering at the thought of having such a thing in his mouth. “Oh boy, I am sure lucky to not have a gag-reflex... This thing is going to destroy my mouth.” Welt was shaking, he was curious, eager, excited and kind of anxious about how it would turn out to be. Sampo started licking the brown haired man's member. Playing with it and taking breaks to bite Welt’s inner thighs. Welt threw his head back because of the pleasure. “S-sampo…” Welt could barely speak. He was panting. Sampo looked up, smacking his own cheeks with Welt’s member. He was teasing the guy with glasses. “Oh, are you getting desperate already?” Sampo said in a cocky tone. Welt squinted his eyes and let out a small moan. “Pick up the,, pace. We have.. Stuff to do.” Welt said nervously, he had to take pauses to catch his breath. “Whatever you say, darling.” Sampo said teasingly. He put the tip of Welt’s member in his mouth. Welt grabbed the desk and gripped onto it. Sampo was enjoying the view from below. He was slowly teasing the brown haired man. Until he felt Welt’s hands grabbing his head and thrusting in forcefully. Sampo’s eyes widened and he was shocked at the action. But he was happy and excited to take Welt’s member all at once in his mouth. Welt’s started to face-fuck the blue haired man while he used his tongue to play with the member. Sampo was holding into Welt’s thighs. Who would have thought that Mr. Yang would have so much force. He thought. The thrusts and Welt’s hips movements were fast and rough. Sampo was enlightened by it. He was completely dumbfounded, staring at Welt while he’s moaning loudly. “Koski….” said Welt struggling to hold in his breath. He pulled Sampo’s head away from his member. Sampo was breathing heavily. He was panting and he had watery eyes. He raised an eyebrow to Welt. "I.. was close and I didn't want t-" Welt was cut off by Sampo putting his member in his mouth again. He placed his hands on top of Welt's stomach, caressing it. Before he knew it, Welt pulled his head inwards so he could take it all. Sampo felt the slimy and thick liquid in his mouth. He made sure he didn't leave a single drop out. Welt watched surprisingly as the blue haired man swallowed the fluid. "Pretty salty…" said Sampo, licking his fingers while staring at Welt, making eye contact with him. Sampo was quick enough to take off his own clothes, after all he didn't want to let Welt be the only one expressing himself. Welt was shocked and his face and ears were red. He was speechless. But the fun had only started. He stared as Sampo finished undressing himself and guided Welt to the bed. "What do you say Mr? Are you impressed? Because that's only the least I can do." Sampo said in a tone full of pride. "...give it all you got. Sampo." He said with a grin on his face. He grabbed Sampo by the waist pulling him closer. He leaned in a little to get even closer to Sampo's ear. "What happened? Do you want me to take the lead~?" Welt said in a teasing tone. All of that made Sampo's body twitch. It was like Welt was a whole different person. Sampo laid on the bed seductively to let Welt have a better view of his body. Even though Welt had more muscle than him, Sampo still had his muscled body. Welt put himself on top of Sampo, they were both face to face. A messy kiss landed in both of their lips, the kiss eventually went from messy to smooth, which was rather new to some extent. Sampo started using his tongue to play around with Welt, but he didn't expect Welt to fight back. Unsurprisingly, Welt won the tongue fight and he explored the blue haired man's mouth. Sampo was enjoying the feeling of Welt's tongue on his mouth, he pulled his head back. They quickly separated again. Sampo was looking at the bed frame, he was lost in lust. Until he feels Welt grabbing his member. Sampo used what remained of his strength to look at what Welt was doing. And as he did that, he felt his member enter Welt. Both of the men let out a loud moan. Sampo was taken by surprise by Welt's action. He was taken by surprise by the action. After all, Welt Yang is the type of man who you would never expect to do this kind of stuff, but it turns out that… Welt is riding him? It's a surprising turn of events for Sampo, he didn't expect it but he didn't argue against it. He enjoyed the feeling of it. Welt stood still to adjust himself out. Then he started going up and down slowly then picking up the speed. The room was filled with both of their moans. Welt was playing with his nipple while he was jerking himself off. "Surprised, aren't you Koski? I'm glad you're enjoying this." said Welt while breathing heavily. Sampo couldn't get a word out of his mouth. Sampo waa being ridden by a member of the Astral Express. It felt like a lewd dream he would have. Sampo got up a little, now sitting down. The sounds of Welt's ass hitting Sampo's thighs was somewhat loud, their moans and their pantings was filling the room. Sampo grabbed Welt's ass as he gave him some support, making the thrust harder, deeper and louder. Seeing Welt in such a way was making Sampo see the stars. Sampo gripped Welt's ass as he leaned forward to lick his nipple. Welt traveled his fingers across Sampo's hair. And before the blue haired guy expected it, he pulled Sampo's hair and stopped his hips. "Now tell me Koski, what were you planning on doing." He said in a slight menacing tone. Sampo was out of breath, there was so much going on. The guy who was nervous at first but then was seductive quickly turned a bit aggressive. After all, Sampo was still inside of Welt. "you're playing rough… are you not Welt." Sampo said in a teasing tone but you could hear a bit of nervousness in his voice. The hair pulling quickly turned into a somewhat choking, but not in the forceful choking. It was more of just wrapping hands around the neck. "If I tell you… will you keep going Mr. Yang?" Sampo said seductively, he was drooling a little. "Speak Koski." Welt said forcefully. "Okay, okay.." Sampo stared right at Welt, then smirked. "I was just.. you know… selling some information about the Astral Express. I mean, you guys did save a planet. People would PAY to even be in this spaceship you know?" Sampo said with a grin on his face. Welt had his doubts but then as promised, he kept on moving. "I'll believe you… for now." Said Welt as his small hops became quicker. Sampo let out a gasp, realizing that he was getting near his climax. Welt noticed and stopped immediately. "What is it Mr. Yang? Are you afraid of being filled in?" Said Sampo in a cocky tone. "Scared? You wish. I'm just deciding, should I let you do it? Do you deserve it?" Welt said with a prideful grin on his face. Sampo had his mouth open for a second. He DID want to do it after all. "Well.. can I?" Sampo said eagerly. The slightest movement and he was done. He bounced his leg waiting impatiently for a response. "If you really want it, beg for it." Welt said as took off his glasses, he could somewhat see without them. Sampo couldn't process it. The sight of Welt, the temperature of the room, their position. Everything was making his head spin. With a big gulp, he swallowed his pride. "Please Mr. Yang.. can I… finish inside of you?..." As he said the last word he looked away in embarrassment. It was the first time someone was able to make Sampo Koski beg. Welt had a big smirk on his face. "I didn't expect you to actually do it but huh, you really want it don't you? You're such a slut." Before Sampo could reply, he felt Welt go up and down one more time. That last pound was deep. Welt's whole body twiched at the sensation. Sampo wrapped his hands around Welt's body and rested his face on Welt's chest. Welt had his hands around Sampo as well, he was exhausted. He let go of Sampo and leaned in the bed. The feeling of Sampo's seed leaking and his asshole twitching. He put his head in a pillow and put his ass up. Sampo couldn't help but stare at the movement of the brown haired guy. Was he doing this on purpose? "You deserve a reward. So go ahead if you still have the energy." Said Welt seductively. Sampo didn't say a thing before throwing himself behind Welt. He started licking the corners and outside of Welt's ass. Which made the man let out some moans. Sampo gripped the man's ass. Sampo didn't think he would have ever gotten to taste his own seed out of someone else's ass. He spanked Welt which let the man let out a groan. He leaned his ass in an angle his seed would leak out a bit faster. And with that, he went for it, Sampo was in another universe at this point. The stuff he is doing with Welt was something he never thought would have happened. Well sure, this wasn't Sampo's first rodeo but it's so far the wildest. He used his tongue to clean out the remaining of his seed. He was surely enjoying himself. Welt was moaning and groaning in the front. He was also in disbelief about the events happening right now. He felt Sampo pull his face out of his ass. Sampo's mouth had a string of semen connecting him and Welt's ass. In which Welt turned around quickly and kissed the other man. Both of their mouths filled with Sampo's liquid. As if they were sharing it. Welt was so into the kiss he didn't realize that Sampo entered his tongue inside of his mouth. Sampo used this opportunity to explore the other's mouth. After he was done, they both pulled away from each other for some air. That kiss was the longest they had in their few make out sessions. A string of a mixture of saliva and both of the men's semen was connecting them both. Sampo and Welt were both sweating like crazy, every part of their body had sweat in it. Their semen and sweat had mixed up between them and the smell of the room was definitely unforgettable. Welt's front hair was soaked with sweat and it stuck to his forehead. Sampo moved it from his forehead and laid a soft kiss on the older's forehead.   Both of the men laid down in the bed, they were exhausted. "That was fascinating.." said Sampo. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Thank you, Sampo." Welt chuckled. "That was good, I underestimated you." Welt said teasingly. Both of the men laughed, they were both red and dizzy. They decided to cuddle and take a nap.   Welt woke up with Sampo being gone. He looked around and the room wasn't messy and everything was surprisingly in order. Expect for the fact that Welt was obviously naked, of course. He looked around and found a note that said: 'I appreciate your time Mr. Yang. I had the best time of my life with you. I hope we see each other again soon~. Love and hugs. -Sampo Koski ;)' He smiled at the small note. Even if he wanted to deny it, he really enjoyed his time with Sampo. He quickly got a towel and went to shower. Moments later Welt got ready, put his glasses back on and went to the kitchen to get some snacks. The brown haired guy walked into the kitchen where he spotted Himeko drinking some wine. The red haired girl turned to him quickly. "Oh hi Welt. So, what happened with Sampo? Why was he here?" She said without making eye contact. Her tone sounded as if she was holding in a giggle or a cocky tone. Welt raised an eyebrow at her. "He was just selling information.''He said as he sat down next to her. Himeko chuckled. "All that noise only for that little bit of information? Wow." She said in a teasing tone. "Huh, I don't think we were as loud as you were with that Stellaron Hunter, what was her name again… oh Kafka." He said in a sassy tone. Himeko didn't say anything in response, they just stared at each other. After that they just laughed at it. "Anyways, what happened with Sampo? You said he might be here for a few weeks." Welt said curiously. "Oh, yeah I kind of forgot that we were still in the same Galaxy oopsies." She said nervously. "Really? but you're the one in command, how would you forget?" Welt said concerned. "Oh um. Well.. it's kind of late I'm going to take a nap" Himeko said hurrying herself out of the room. Welt seemed upset but he was just surprised. It all just clicked into his head. Dan Heng was in the corner of the kitchen staring at him. "Before he left. He said "hah I banged your teacher lol" and walked away while skipping." Dan said, he seemed tired. "How hard did he-" Dan said while he scrunched up his face a little. "Actually I have to do some paperwork so I'll be back." Welt said before chugging a cup of juice and speed walking away. Dan's eye twitched. "join the Astral Express, they said. It would be fun, they said." Dan said in a tired tone.   **In Bebelog** Sampo was giggling and skipping towards Natasha. "Why are you so happy Sampo?" Natasha said, putting her equipment down for a second. "I banged Welt Yang from the Astral Express :3" Sampo said while kicking his feet. "Oh." Natasha said, she seemed shocked. "I also have footage of him whimper-" he was cut off by Natasha. "I don't need to know that. Now go away." She said, going back to work. "Yes ma'am." Sampo said, fixing his posture and going to get materials.   - (For explanation for people who may not understand because I'm a lil dumb and idk how to word stuff Himeko contacted Sampo so Welt could talk to more guys since he's a lonely guyloser and the guys ended up having rough gay sex that's why she's trying to not giggle :33 Also you can tell when I got lazy when writing LMAOO)

Lost & Found

['renheng']

Teen And Up Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Blade/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Kidnapping, Past Relationship(s), Ambiguous/Open Ending, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,017

1/1

38

1,118

135

12,087

['Lynn_emei', 'emseid', 'waterlelie', 'Mediatruck', 'FallenAutumnLeaves', 'mewomaru', 'TheSILVERsLoth', 'cryingceleste', 'sickkomode', 'Meiko_27', 'VentiLatay', 'Mari_Yce', 'irisgf', 'Lyriion', 'wh1t3_dwarf', 'cryptenhope', 'imm0', 'Insert_Very_Creative_Username_Here', 'HotaruCYADP', 'universewinteralbum', 'DawnChamber', 'evalilis', 'biglingu', 'FrozenThoughtless', 'Midnight_Skye78', 'solqrlove', 'Oshaco', 'petrichor_vellichor', 'mountain_goats', 'Vielawfyson', 'Nmomns', 'Aotsuki', 'Allry', 'yuepyul', 'dolldissection', 'artificiallifecreator', 'Somethinggoodandbad', 'Mariko1201', 'mokka_rh', 'xaymak', 'Ashire', 'gumigun', 'violetMinare21', 'NvrEndingId3as', 'SkyRaptorian', 'as33', 'HikariKyuu', 'Shadow_the_nidhogg', 'NFx', 'atsvsh1']

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His hands were bound tightly from his wrists to his elbows, keeping his forearms pinned together and tucked neatly against his chest. Opening his eyes was useless, as something soft was tied around his eyes that was blocking out any light around him. His legs were free, but his head was swimming and he felt knocked askew. He wasn’t sure he could even stand up straight if he tried to get his feet under him. He gave a small, scared noise, and instantly a hand was brushing over his mouth to quiet him. Dan Heng parted his lips, but he only tasted cotton as the palm pressed once in warning over his mouth before pulling away again. Other hands were at his hips, hauling him upright in a way that made him stumble hard as his rather useless knees buckled beneath him. He toppled against a sturdy body, and arms closed around him, keeping him secure and held against someone’s chest. “How hard did you hit him?” A woman’s voice, somewhere above his head.  “He can take it.” The voice rumbled from the chest Dan Heng was laid against, the reverberation making him feel vaguely nauseated, and vaguely safe. “If the ship is here, we should go.” “Don’t tell me what to do.” The woman snapped, but Dan Heng felt the body against him start to move, guiding him forward anyway. The first step he took was a disaster, and the body caught him under both arms, one hand spread across his chest to keep him from falling. The man holding him cursed slightly, and then Dan Heng was being lifted up, hefted up with an arm under his knees and around his back. He let his head loll back, lips parted once more to try and muster up a noise of confusion and worry.  “Quiet.” The man told him, and without thinking too hard about it, Dan Heng complied. “Good boy. We’ll be home soon.” They were walking. Dan Heng could feel the sway of each step. It wasn’t for too long, though, and when the man stopped, he was adjusted in his hold until he was bundled up in the man’s lap, head laying limp against his shoulder. He could feel soft hair tickle his cheeks, and the vague scent of flowers filled his nose. It was a familiar scent, and he leaned closer until his face was entirely pressed against someone’s throat.  “Good.” The man said again. “You’re alright. You’re coming home, pet.”   The next time Dan Heng became conscious of his surroundings, he was sitting upright, and the warmth against him was notably gone. He was still bound and blindfolded, but the air had changed, and he was terribly cold. Where had his coat gone? His bracer? And, with a sinking feeling, he realized that Cloud Piercer was missing as well. His lips parted to take in a shaky breath, and he let it go quickly, starting a panicked pace of rapid breathing that did nothing to calm him. He choked on an inhale and coughed, leaning over as far as he could as he whimpered slightly. “There’s no need for that.” A voice cooed from the infinite darkness ahead of him. “You’re safe. Once you calm down, I can take your blindfold off. How does that sound, hm? I know you’re not that stupid, Dan Heng. I know you’ll know to behave for your own benefit.” He knew that voice. Now that his head was clearer, not so foggy with confusion and what he now knew to be a strong hit to the head, he could pick up on something bothering him in that voice.  “Where am I?” He rasped, voice sounding wrecked. “The Xianzhou...” The man gave a small laugh. “Maybe you’re not that smart. We’re far from the Xianzhou now. Our only real business there had been you. Kafka wanted that Stellaron, but… I promised to make it up to her. You’re all that really matters, to me, Dan Heng.” “Who…” Dan Heng asked next, shaking his head slightly. “Take- take this off, I want to- I want to see who you are,” he tried to sound remotely threatening. It didn’t work.  “Oh, gladly.” The man purred. There was a creaking sound as he stood up, then nothing. The anticipation was terrifying. Dan Heng didn’t know where he would come from next, what he would do or say, and when finally a hand graced his cheek he flinched away hard, earning another pitying laugh from the man. “Stop acting like a cornered animal, Dan Heng.” He ordered, and rough fingers pried the blindfold down Dan Heng’s face.  It took him a moment to adjust to the light, to make out what he was seeing, and then another longer moment to come to terms with this being real. He wasn’t hallucinating, though he prayed he was. He wasn’t. He wasn’t. The lingering touch that he could still feel to his cheek, to his hips and chest when he had been held and carried, it was proof that this was real.  He wanted to throw up.  A dead man stood before him. Killed a thousand times over, but never staying dead, never allowing Dan Heng the chance to be free from him. A man whom he had loved, once. A man he’d shared drinks and nights with, kisses, touches, truths. A man he saved. A man he betrayed.  Blade’s wild grin was like staring into the maw of a wolf. “I’ve spent so long trying to finally catch up to you.” He said. His voice, now painfully familiar, as if they had never been apart. “I can’t believe you made it so easy for me, sweetheart. So easy to take you. It was like you wanted it. And you did, didn’t you? You know who you belong to.” Dan Heng paled as he tilted his head back to look up at Blade, who pushed between his knees and ran his hand through Dan Heng’s dark hair, holding it tight in a claiming vice grip.  “We have so much to do, Yinyue Jun .”

Your room, My room, Our room

['h2oisthewateryouknow']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Fluff, Cleaning, Not Beta Read, Established Relationship, mostly dialogues

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

639

1/1

5

140

9

2,162

['sweetcabbage385', 'KweenofThorn', 'nico_nicotine', 'logros13', 'Rdash13', 'MITTENSLOVESKITTENS18', 'cynossimp', 'Damians_Shitpost', 'GrovellingGob', 'suinkai', 'Silverford', 'SnakeWithFeet', 'stxrsprxte', 'Shinyo', 'MariFaye', 'appaisbestboy', 'vinvince', 'Devion333', 'kinj0', 'NAECad', 'fluffy_mayo', 'nx1n4', 'Attou', 'Kotofeila', 'DeMinimisFringe', 'PuffyRoses14', 'Lazily', 'Xenpachii', 'pseudosmug', 'Wolfie257', 'LupisCanus', 'Goodbye_Galaxy', 'Starnight_Canyion', 'Weesled', 'Narrqwa', 'Riptide123', 'raining_101', 'valerielol', 'godcats', 'n00b_writer', 'Channel_Prince', 'AntlersPotato', 'Jas_410', 'milky_guilt', 'howtobesleepdeprived', 't3chn1c', 'Mehran199', 'Nameless_goblin', 'Terraphox', 'SilentKyran']

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Stelle woke up with March 7th diving in her room without knocking or saying anything. March was smiley and energetic like always, "Wake up, sleepy head!" Stelle groaned before slightly looking at March with one eye, "What do you mean, isn't the hour, like, 4 am or something?" March 7th nodded, deadpan. "It's 11 am, Stelle." Stelle rubbed her eyes, trying her best to wake up. She was still sleepy and fatigued after yesterday. March looked at her with a big, shiny smile as Stelle tried her best to get up from the bed. She kicked the sheet March gave her, it had purple and blue starts in it which reminded her of March herself. The thought gave her a smile. She punched her pink pillow -also given to her by March 7th- before groaning even loudly and yawning. March kept looking at her, "Cute." she thought. She sure didn't wanted to be the pillow, though. "Mrs. Rainbow-Shaped-Rain didn't deserved that!" March halfly yelled, "You are such a grumpy person when you are sleepy." "So what?" Stelle looked at March while she made a face, "I wanna sleep more, with you~" March looked at her, not believing those words. "We'll talk once you wake up fully." "I am awake!" Stelle said with a high-pitched tone on purpose, "C'mon, let's just... lie down a little before our next mission!" She giggled, "I'm not ready for sleeping together yet, but we can spend the whole day together if you want~" Stelle nodded instantly, she quickly got out of her bed and hugged slightly to March before going to bathroom. March looked around Stelle's room, it was neatly designed and properly made. She expected her room to be rather... messy. So this view surprises her more than it should. A few minutes later, a fully dressed-up Stelle came out of the room. March looked at her, she looked great like always. "Are you ready?" March asked before getting up and adjusting her clothes. "No, not yet." Stelle showed her a pile of weapons. Yes, weapons. March looked at them, one eyebrow raised. "What are you planning to do with these?" "We gotta clean them up." Stelle gave the half of the pile to March, taking the rest to herself. She handed her a few wipes and napkins. Along with some water. "We have to be ready for the next planet." Stelle explained, "So, you have to help me." March just nodded, she enjoyed the time they spent together no matter what they did. After a few hours, March finished her own pile. Stelle had some weapons left on her side, March waited for her to finish as soon as possible. Stelle sighed, "It's so empty." "What do you mean?" March asked, she was waiting for someone to talk after these times they spent so quietly -at least, it was quiet for March- when Stelle finally talked, March smiled so brightly. "Life." Stelle kept going, "It's so empty." March 7th stopped to think before acting. The words she'd say right now is so important, she can feel it. "Will you please look at the endless sky?" March 7th pointed the stars shining above the two girls - of course, she had to point the window, "Life is worth living!" "I simply adore the way you are always so positive." Stelle smiled as she wiped her bat with one hand, she kept looking at March even though she was busy cleaning their weapons. March turned red, "And I simply adore you." It was Stelle's time to turn crimson this time. She blinked twice, with a small smile on her lips. She looked at her bat before talking, "Same goes for me." March took the wipe away from Stelle, "You can do it tomorrow or later, let's go out now~" Stelle nodded, "I would like that."

within the deep crevices of the moon

['orphan_account']

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Mentioned March Seventh (Honkai: Star Rail)

Unrealistic Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Lesbian Sex, Porn with Feelings, Why Did I Write This?, maybe slightly OOC, Established Relationship, Post-Canon, Praise Kink, no beta we die like Cocolia, Fluff and Smut

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,528

1/1

3

141

8

3,596

['MW_Patata', 'Laserwise', 'D33JAYYY', 'SoManyQuestions', 'asterwearls', 'azurenymph', 'EarthFireDragon', 'Borty_0', 'Raiden_Shogun', 'fluffyyymocha', 'kusanatori', 'LargeOctahedron', 'victory2035', 'AxxelBlaze', 'Sylster', 'Astrealiaa', 'HUG4DOIE', 'chaengownsme', 'Karmelin', 'yuuki_1880', 'blamidle', 'Arachi_Wings', 'tomiejun', 'Oracle9000', 'Myx_Shinuro', 'EletroSimping', 'Foreign_Angel', 'endlesslylesbian', 'VannessaCloud', 'Xenpachii', 'Zielona_herbata', 'NakadaYoichi_kenp', 'LMMoonlight', 'CometOblivion', 'LyrPily', 'Katsumaru', 'atsumiyathighs', 'Parz', 'Callym', 'forallyourtragediesillwritehappyendings', 'dropp', 'JuniorPsychopaths', 'godcats', 'AKIthenoob', 'Liljusx3', 'Ste99carol', 'Bubble_Cat_XYZ', 'sharkbunnies', 'christyalmeth', 'AlexFoxDream07']

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Bronya and Seele stared into each other’s eyes from the warm confines of their shared bed. It was like two lions having staring contest, both intent and stubborn on winning and neither even daring caving in. After several minutes of silence, Bronya gave in and blinked.  The winning smile on Seele’s face only rubbed salt into the wound. Bronya sighed, admitting defeat. “Fine.” She said, wrapping her arms around Seele’s bare chest. The two had been in a silent argument for the past half an hour, both sharing a dispute over who shoulder be the ‘big spoon’ (not using Bronya’s own words, of course.)    It all started when, March Seventh had asked the pair, recently after they had come out, who was the ‘Big Spoon’. Bronya had scoffed and immediately shut down the conversation, knowing that March really didn’t know what she meant by using said phrase.    But ever since them, Seele had been nagging Bronya about it. And tonight, out of all nights, Bronya found herself giving in.    She found later that night that she wouldn’t regret that decision.    In the dead if night, Seele started to become handsy, for lack of a better word. She had started taking Bronya’s hand, which was previously safely wrapped around Seele’s rib cage, and placed it on her own breasts. She did the same with Bronya’s free hand, too, so that Bronya had both hands placed on both of her breasts. And Bronya’s fingers were lingering dangerously above Seele’s rapidly hardening nipples, too.    Seele looked over her shoulder, a silent plead in her eye, “Do you want to.. tonight? It’s fine if you say no.” She said, her cheeks rapidly reddening and her eyes growing hungry with a sense of lust.    Bronya found her own core starting to heat up, just at the way her girlfriend was looking at her. “Yes.” Bronya replied, her voice croaky with disuse.    At Seele’s nod of affirmation, Bronya start groping Seele’s ample breasts. She slipped her hand through Seele’s nightdress’ V-Line, and slowly starting feeling her up. She fondled her.    But that soon didn’t become enough. Seele turned around, so that she was facing Bronya again. She took off her nightdress at such an agonising pace that Bronya found her teeth gnawing at her lip.    “You’re a tease.” She said, stating the absolute obvious. Seele just sent back an infuriatingly pretty smile, which in turn only made Bronya want her more.    After Seele had removed her nightdress, her body was completely bare. The moonlight illuminated her naked body, shining on her chest and eyes enticingly. Almost teasingly. Bronya felt her cheeks light up, the image sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.  Bronya started kissing the woman instead. Fast, hungry and lustrous kisses. Beads of sweat formed on the women’s bodys’ as they shared their tongues to each other, so much so that they were practically swimming in each others mouth. Their lips conjoined for what seemed like hours of bliss, before they pulled away, a thread of saliva the only thing connecting the two.    Then Bronya went further down. She slowly kissed Seele’s neck, so slowly and lovingly that Seele couldn’t help but let a few soft moans escape her mouth. She threaded her slender fingers through the hair on the back of Bronya’s head, which only invited Bronya to go further down.    And then she reached Seele’s breasts.    She slowly started to touch Seele’s already hard nipple, fondling it while appreciating her breasts’ beauty. She gently placed a kiss on her left one, which earnt a long, gasping moan from the girl beneath her.    “Please,” Seele panted holding out a shaking hand to hold Bronya’s, which she sluggishly placed on her inner thigh, “Take me here, too.”    Bronya’s eyes widened but she nodded her acceptance.    And then she put her entire mouth around her nipple. Seele gasped loudly, before letting out a string of soft, short moans of delight.    She kissed and sucked the nipple like she couldn’t get enough of the taste. Her sucking grew more intense, and so did Seele’s moans.    “Bronya!” She moaned in her haze of delight, her own hand going down to rapidly stroke her pussy.  Bronya found her fingers making her way down Seele, all the way down to the inner thigh. Seele gasped, drool escaping from her mouth, Bronya’s touch electrifying. Seele stared at, her eyes wild and hungry, yet a small seed of desperation lay dormant within. It was enough for Bronya to go insane.    “You’re so hot, Bronya.” Seele groaned as Bronya slowly pushed one finger into her pussy. “So.. so hot..” She continued, her praise sending Bronya on fire. It was evident that she knew the effect she had on the new chief of Beloblog, because her praise did not stop.    And that only edged Bronya on. She slowly added in another finger, her thrusts becoming longer and deeper. Seele was practically kicking beneath her. “Oh.. oh, yes! Bronya, how lucky I am—“ she cut herself off with a gasp which was shortly followed by a lengthy moan, which came out more as a pleasurable sob.    Bronya, who still had her mouth around Seele’s nipple, finally let go of it, a string of saliva still connecting the two. She sped up her pace. “How lucky you are for what?” She asked, decidingly adding another finger.    “Oh! Oh!” Seele moaned, struggling to form proper sentences. “I’m so, so lucky to have such a hot girlfriend..” she almost shouted, her moans loud against the quiet of the night. “And how lucky I am for her to be here—“ A long moan, “Yes, right there!” Seele almost screamed, her legs buckling beneath Bronya’s touch.    Bronya bit her lip, her free hand swiftly going downwards to finger herself. “Oh my god, Seele..”    Seele hung her head back in pleasure, but not before slipping her own hand to finger her girlfriend. Bronya gasped as Seele’s fingers made their way in between her lips, abruptly stopping Seele’s own jerk off.  “Don’t.. stop.” Seele half moaned, half pleaded as she added another finger to jerk the woman off.    The two laid in a sweaty mess, staring deeply into each other eyes, as their fingers discovered the deep, hidden crevices of each other. Their love, their hate, their utter passion for each other was thick in the air, and displayed clearly by the deep pants and moans between the two.    It wasn’t long before they both reached their climaxes.    “Seele..” Bronya moaned, her own breasts bouncing seductively, “I never thought I’d see you, such a strong and attractive—“ moan, “person, would unravel herself before me.” She panted, her three fingers within Seele’s deep confines speeding up.    Bronya chuckled, “You’re one to talk. I’ve watched the Queen of Belobog jerk herself off, just by watching me! Do you know how much of an—“ moan, “—honour that is?”    Their praise for each other only drew themselves both closer to the edge.    “Seele, I’m not the queen of Belobog to you, am I?” Bronya said.   Seele moaned, lust driven and head drawn back. “No..” she replied.   “What am I then?”    “You’re—“ groan, “—everything to me! God, you’re so fucking hot, Bronya!” She basically screamed, her fingers within Bronya’s pussy picking up speed.    Their praise for each other was enough to send both over the edge. They reached their climaxes, the fingers riding out each others orgasms as their vision went white. Their bodies shaked pleasure as they continued to finger one another.    Seele was the first to draw away. She observed her fingers, which were now drenched in white bodily liquids, and slowly pulled her fingertips apart and back together again.    Bronya looked up, still panting. “That was amazing.” She said, breaking the silence.    Seele smiled and pulled back on her nightgown.    “Ready for round two, Princess?” She asked, smiling cheekily at her.    Bronya sighed, yet her lips were still smiling. “First of all, I’m not a princess. Second of all, you were practically shaking from just one finger alone. What makes you think you’ll be able to handle another round?”    Seele snorted, before reaching out to passionately kiss her girlfriend again.    Before things could get too steamy, Bronya pulled away. “Goodnight.” She said, turning onto her side so she couldn’t look into those deep azure eyes of hers. The image of Seele’s eyes, glazed over with lust popped back into her mind. It took a lot for Bronya to silence it, and even more to silence the fire that was reignited in her pants.    “You’re forgetting something.” Seele said, drawing closer to close the gap. She rested her chin atop Bronya’s cheek, her long hair draping over Bronya’s face as Seele whispered into her ear.    “Ugh, get off. And what could I possibly be forgetting?”    Seele smiled. It was rare to see her smile so lovingly. “You forgot your goodnight kiss.” She said, so full of love it felt out of character.    Bronya blinked. Seele moved off of Bronya, and rolled to face the window. She stared at the moon in the sky.  Bronya sighed, caving in and moving to press a soft kiss to the top of Seele’s forehead.    “Love you.”    

Gepard’s Homesickness

['orphan_account']

Explicit

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Herta (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Breeding, Objectification, Object Penetration, Homesickness, Male Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail), Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Non-Canon Relationship, Rare Pairings, Immortality, First Time, Bottom Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Top Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Forced Ejaculation, Multiple Orgasms, Object Insertion, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Orgy, Anal Gaping, Humiliation, Semi-Public Sex, Smut, NSFW, Bottom Herta (Honkai: Star Rail), rough, Kinks, sadist, Hardcore, Multiple Pairings, Top Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Violence, Prostate Milking, Overstimulation, buldging, Rape/Non-con Elements, Threesome - F/M/M

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,336

1/1

1

61

1

6,131

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[]

As Gepard looks down at his desk, he can’t help but feel homesick. Right now, he is in Herta’s Space Station on duty as captain of the silvermane guards. Gepard has been on this ship so long he has become accustomed to life here, so long that he has felt lonley these few months.  The doors slide open and a short, light brown haired girl enters to greet him.  “Uhm..Oh! Ms. Herta, Hi.” Gepard says. ”Hello, Gepard. I’ve come to relay this message…ahem. You are needed in Herta’s office at 10:45 am,” Herta tells him.  “Alright, thanks Ms. Herta…,” Gepard says softly with a smile. However, herta just stands there and repeats: “Hello, Gepard. I’ve come to relay this message…ahem. You are needed in Herta’s office at 10:45 am” Sometimes Herta glitches which makes Gepard forget shes a robot and doesn’t feel anything for him. As Gepard sighs, he turns this robot of Herta around and tries fixing her. Herta being short makes Gepard’s hands seem bigger. He unzips her dress to see the source of the problem.  “Ah… I see. It seems you are glitching because…of…this,” Gepard flicks a switch up and she stops repeating words, her eyes dim to darkness. Herta falls in Gepard arms. One…Two…Three….she wakes up. “I’m sorry these days my robots keep glitching,” the real Herta says. “It’s okay, I’m used to fixing things…um…,” Gepard trails off. “Oh don’t worry about me, im fine,” Herta says reassuring him. “Are you sure, Ms. Herta? You fell pretty hard even though I caught you…,” Gepard says. “Yes, I don’t feel much pain,” Herta replies.  Something about her words repeat in his mind about not feeling pain. Gepard realized she was still in his arms with her dress half unzipped. His big hands hold her firmly as he pulls the zipper down more and more until it’s at the bottom. Gepard breathes hard and says,”There’s…there’s still some more things I need to fix…” Soon Herta’s dress was pulled down all the way to reveal her smooth pale body, shining with the blue lights in her office. Herta is gullible, she genuinely believes there is more to fix so she approves of Gepard’s actions by nodding. “Look, this part is broken,” he says circling his index finger around her hole, teasingly. “I might have to check hold on..,” Gepard says in a fake concerning manner. “P-please do, Gepard,” Herta tells him holding her ass cheeks for him. To be honest Gepard doesn’t do this cause he is lonely, he’s never met someone so strong. As strong enough to coexist with his desires, he wants this robot to break. The Captain will break it. Gepard puts her down on the bed face down, grabbing a flashlight. “Okay hold on Ms. Herta,” he says diligently. The flashlight is held above her hole, the cold metal touching her rim. Gepard’s hands slip and the flashlight is lined up with her hole now. “You okay Ms. Herta?,” he asks. Herta doesn’t respond so he gets up to check on her. “I’m fine,” Herta says with a straight face. Gepard feels defeated yet amazed with this lady, she’s his. He unbuckled his belt, his erection standing tall at 9 inches. Then Herta gets turned over onto her back, her eyes widen. A few centimeters close to her pussy hole, the doors open. It is Herta, the real one. “Using my robot for sexual purposes, im not that gullible Gepard. To do this comes with a fine of…hm… $8000,” Herta says. It is likely Gepard ignores the real Herta because he slides the rest of him in the robot in one motion. Both Herta’s gasp and the real Herta falls to the ground, holding her lower stomach. You could see a bulge there. That flashlight Gepard had is bouncing between robot Herta’s chest to the fast rhythm of Gepard’s straight thrusts. She feels everything, every motion inside her pussy hole. Gepard is sweating a lot but doesn’t slow down, not once. He looks up at the ceiling and pants, going down to lick her tiny breasts.  The real Herta is still on the floor, face down, legs shaking. Gepard is not that sadistic, he decides to fuck Herta on top of Herta. The panting robot Herta is being carried across the room to the real Herta. Gepard smacks the real one’s ass and fingers her hard with 4 fingers. “Ms. Herta, it seems this part is broken, why don’t I mend it for you.” “No!…,” she says. Real Herta’s eyes roll back as she orgasms, squirting hard as it reached Gepard’s mouth. He licks it off and continues fucking robot Herta. “Wait! Stop!…auh…my robots…don’t have sperm…remember…ahhuh,” the real Herta manages to say. Ah right after all it’s a robot. Gepard clicks his tongue and tosses the robot to the side as it glitches again. The real Herta shouldn’t have mentioned that… “No…no! Gepard! Please…im overstimulated…,” she says. Gepard inserts himself into her asshole this time and his pace increased if that’s possible.                      3hrs later The real Herta has passed out an hour ago yet she can still squirt while sleeping. Gepard orgasmed twice, hence it’s dripping out of her both holes. He smacks her ass and she wakes. However the doors open and it’s Dan Heng. “Hey Herta you’re robots are malfunctioning again…wait… are you fixing her Gepard?,” Dan Heng asks Gepard. “Yes I am, why?,” Gepard replies. “Oh, nothing it’s just, Herta seems to be affected too, hm… perhaps I can help you,” Dan Heng asks innocently. “Okay I guess you can,” Gepard says. “Just hold this…and…there.” Herta was now fixed the right way. “Oh and…,” Dan Heng asks, “Put some pants on, you’re dick is out.” Once everything was done and Herta was fixed, Dan Heng carried her back to the office along with the robot Herta. However, her legs were still quivering a bit. In Dan Heng’s arms she kept moving but he ignored it, until her butt slid across his dick. He didn’t know what it meant, his penis was rising and he didn’t know what to do so he went back to Gepard for answers. “Oh, erm…it’s because of um… a space virus!,” Gepard tells him. Dan Heng believes this. Gepard continues,”I just had this a moment ago, to cure mine I just…” “Oh so that’s why you’re dick was out, I’ve got it. Thanks Gepard,” Dan Heng says smiling. “But… I don’t have anyone to do it with, can I use Herta?,” he asks. Gepard doesn’t want him to use Herta so he offers to help Dan Heng. “Okay bend over and hold ur cheeks wide,” says Gepard. Dan Heng does just that and shuts his eyes tight. “Relax, or this will hurt” … Gepard sticks a finger into him at a pretty normal pace, then two more fingers join. He removes his fingers to see Dan Heng’s asshole, it’s clenching on nothing, kind of hot ngl. “Mm, Gepard you’re fingers are cold,” Dan Heng whines. Gepard ignores it and crouches down to swipe his tongue upwards on Dan Heng’s hole. Gepard doesn’t want to hurt Dan Heng with his 9 inches, so he improvises and grabs ummm… the left over flashlight. “Whatever you do, don’t turn to look back at me, or the space virus will get worse. Here I go…,” Gepard warns. “Ah…Auhh…AH,” Dan Heng whimpers, legs quivering. The flashlight’s inserted all at once and Dan Heng orgasms. “Already? No wonder the space virus got you, it has to be more. Hold on, I’ll help you,” Gepard tells him. 1 hour later “I…is it done?,” Dan Heng says panting. “Yes… it is,” Gepard says. Dan Heng gets up, his eyes watery. “Oh no, I gave you the space virus now…sorry…,” Dan Heng says sighing. Gepard looks down and he indeed has a huge boner.

Dan Heng? More like Dad Heng

['Bonemarrowyummu']

General Audiences

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng & March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Welt Yang, Pom-Pom (Honkai: Star Rail)

Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dan Heng being a dad

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

740

1/1

2

104

10

1,868

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[]

“March why is your hair so messy, and why is it so tangled!” Dan Heng said as she sat on his “bed” whilst Dan Heng brushed her hair furiously. Although for how hard he was brushing , he made sure not to hurt march in any way. “Hey Dan Heng?” “What is it ?” Dan Heng asked , continuing to brush March’s hair. “Why is my hair so tangled anyway?” March asked trying to move around but Dan Heng grips her in place. “Maybe it’s because you always forget to shower when we go trailblazing.” Dan Heng complained continuing to brush her hair. “Ugh whatever!” —————————————————————- “March ? Stelle? Have you brushed your teeth yet?” Dan Heng shouted down the hallway of the astral express. “Uhhh…” March muttered . “Hmmmmm” Stelle trailed off. “Okay I’ll count to five and you guys better be in the bathroom brushing your teeth by then.” “1” “2” “3” “4” “FIVE” “AH” March screamed as she sped to the bathroom , followed by Stelle. Dan Heng followed them and stood there to make sure they brushed for 2 minutes and properly. —————————————————————- “Dan Heng…?” Stelle said whilst standing at the door of his room. “What is it Stelle?” Dan Heng asked , gesturing for her to come in. “Can you try my cooking.” Stelle said , presenting an odd looking plate of scrambled eggs. Seriously why do the scrambled eggs look bad? It’s just scrambled eggs. “Sure…” Dan Heng said reluctantly as he took the plate from Stelle. He picked some up with a fork….and ate it. It tasted…raw and overly seasoned. It was really bad. Stelle looked at him with puppy dog eyes , so innocent yet so deadly. “I-it’s…good…” Dan Heng said, he knew he couldn’t break Stelles spirit . She is like 2 weeks old but he doesn’t know that. “That’s good…that’s good.” Stelle said, leaving the eggs with Dan Heng as she left the room smugly.   —————————————————————— “Dan Heng.” “Yes March?” “ I can’t sleep.” March says as she walks into his room and plops down beside him on his bed. “So? Why are you in my room? On my bed?” “Tell me a bed time story!” “…will you leave if I do?” “I might fall asleep but if im awake after I will!” “…good enough.” …one bedtime story later… “And they lived happily every after…” March was asleep. “Wow. How lucky.” “Whatever I’m too tired to argue.” Dan Heng drifts off to sleep too. ————————————————————— “Is it just me or is it really cold today…?” Dan Heng asked as he ate breakfast before a trailblazing mission. “No Dan Heng are you sick?” March joked as she spread butter on some toast. “I don’t know but I feel light he-“ Dan Heng falls to the floor . “Dan Heng!?” Stelle said panicking. “Oh no! Mr Lang help us!” March screamed. …later…. “Well I guess Himeko and Mr lang will be going trailblazing this time.” March tells Dan Heng as she places a wet towel on his head. Dan Heng coughs a few times as he lays on Marchs bed. “You don’t need to *cough cough* do this for me.” Dan Heng said to march. “Nonsense! You take care of me and Stelle all the time! We have to repay you now.” March said as Stelle entered with his medicine. “I’ve got the medicine that Mr lang gave me.” Stelle said as she poured it onto a spoon and fed it to Dan Heng. “ *sigh* it feels like I’m being babied” dan Heng said between coughs. “You just shush and let us heal you!” March said . “It’s not healing if he doesn’t get better right away.” Stelle says , pulling up a chair beside the bed. She was sat beside March. Who was sat beside a bucket of water , who was holding a bucket. “Okay whatever ! It’s healing to me!” March said , whipping sweat off of Dan Heng’s head. …a while later… “We’re back!” Himeko announced , wondering where everyone was. “If you’re wondering where Dan Heng, march and Stelle are their all in Marchs room!” Pom-Pom told Himeko and Welt.   “Aww look their all asleep on marchs bed!” Himeko said . Dan Heng as asleep on the bed, march had half her body on the bed , she was sat on a chair beside the bed. It looked very uncomfortable but she was sound asleep. Stelle was asleep on marchs desk. “Oh to be young!” Himeko said , looking at welt. “Come on Himeko , let’s not disturb them.”

Honkai: Star Rail Servalia One Shot

['OneWingedSeraphim']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/F, F/M, Multi

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game), 崩坏3rd | Honkai Impact 3rd (Video Game)

Cocolia/Serval (Honkai: Star Rail), Multiple Pairings - Relationship

Honkai: Star Rail Ensemble, Some Honkai Impact Characters

Drama & Romance, Angst and Humor, Post-Jarilo-VI Trailblaze Missions (Honkai: Star Rail), Cocolia Rand Lives, She lives thanks to a certain white haired gal from HI3, Yuri, Bronseele, Pelalynx, Rebuilding, Character Study, Worldbuilding, Sampo Being Sampo, Mentioned Astral Express Crew, Female Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), One Shot, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,150

1/1

27

1,103

['RichardPham', 'glitchy241', 'Reiricchi', 'elationjay', 'AlmondTofuChan', 'delixir', 'vozenn', 'topajade', 'NYEYEO', 'Draco_Voice', 'NarT', 'Ryuuzaki18', 'Wali', 'Flavourse']

[]

Date: UnknownLocation: Jarilo-VI, Belobog   Serval was known for lot of things but nostalgic was not one of them, she believed that sometimes things happened for a reason but she never thought that a young woman with white hair wielding a strange power would not only help save Jarilo-VI but Save Cocolia, it was so strange to think that there was someone out there capable of destroying a Stellaron despite no records these past 700 years saying otherwise nor Sir Welt Yang's own knowledge. however it seemed to have turned out for the best, Cocolia was alive and she these past couple months been helping rebuild and redeem herself for her actions, many tell her that it was the Stellaron but Cocolia knew she was at fault for choosing to do those things, Serval smiled not only that but her and Cocolia had rebuilt their relationship many do not know that they had been more than just friends during school, only a few know the truth Bronya knew, another thing Cocolia did was make Bronya Supreme Guardian and was the one who told them to not reveal the truth. understandable, it would only lead to further discord Serval was currently sitting guitar in hands and she was trying to write a new song, but she was stumped." Trouble?". Serval sighed not cause of Cocolia's question but cause she indeed was having trouble." actually yeah...normally it is easy but i guess so much has happened...". Cocolia smiled and she pulled something out of her pocket." i found this, a song you wrote that you never played, it is called Wildfire from what it says". Serval took the pages and looked them over." oh yeah, it was gonna be played at a Celebration for you becoming Supreme Guardian and During one of the Festivals but i guess i forgot". Cocolia sat and looked down at her lap." Serval....i want to apologize again..". Serval stopped her. " stop apologizing...". " No! Serval i chose to do those things chose to listen to that accursed monster the Stellaron.....cause of that i nearly destroyed everything....i almost lost my daughter i almost lost my friend....my love..". Serval sets her guitar down and comes to kneel before Cocolia and grasps her hands." i forgave you long ago...when the Astral Express Guys revealed the truth i could not hate you forever, i know that despite those actions you just wanted to save our world....to give Belobog a better future". Cocolia shakingly sighed, Serval could tell she still was not convinced." i can never make up for all that has happened....can never make up for 700 years of my family having caused this..". Serval moved and hugs her, Cocolia just let the warmth of her friend and lover envelop her she closed her eyes. " Coco i am here....i am not going anywhere and not gonna let you continue blaming yourself forever, besides we did promise Bronya to come for a visit today to celebrate the 700th Anniversary of Belobog but this time one that celebrates a new beginning and that from what i heard that the Eternal Freeze is starting to dissipate and also i want to now play that song i forgot about!". Cocolia pushed her away glaring at her but was smiling." i guess i can't keep my daughter waiting...". Serval grins and grabs her guitar." she is stubborn, i know where she gets it from". Cocolia glares folding arms over chest." I am not Stubborn!". Serval kisses her passionately." yes you are but i love you for it now come on before she sends Seele or Gepard to retrieve us". it was not long after, the celebration began, Serval played her new song with her bandmates, after she now stood with Cocolia watching everyone laugh and have a good time at the stands, Sampo being...well Sampo, both then saw a Young woman with familiar white hair in a ponytail and was wearing a beautiful dress, the two walk over and the girl smiles softly." hey....good to see you are well". Cocolia smiled." same to you miss...never got your name". the girl still smiling looks at her." Kiana....Kiana Kaslana and i just happened to be in the area". Serval frowned, she met Kiana before facing Cocolia, she was so mysterious this girl. " thank you never got the chance...but why help us? you are a complete stranger like the Astral Express crew...". Kiana smiled sadly." cause i know what it is like....seeing one's home being destroyed...being threatened....family and friends suffering...". it still did not answer their question but Kiana continued." i did not want this world to suffer a fate that my own home nearly suffered, i gave you no second thought cause of that, i could not let it happen". Serval and Cocolia looked to each other and at Kiana who looked ready to cry but the girl was clearly stronger in herself than they believed, Kiana looks to Serval." both of you remind me of similar.....my Sister and my friend's own Adopted mother". Serval knew not why but she just came up and hugged the girl then pulled away." thanks....i actually kind of needed that, apologies but it is time i go...i only came to make sure everyone is alright and i am glad that is the case....i hope that we meet again one day and take care of each other, never let what you have go". Serval and Cocolia looked at each other then to Kiana but she had suddenly just vanished, both looked everywhere but nobody had seen such a girl they described. " well....i think there is more to her than meets the eye....honestly i think we will see her again...just this feeling". they entwine their hands together." yes....i think we will meet her again....". Cocolia and Serval sat there watching as the sun shined bright over the Overworld and the planet as a whole, somewhere Kiana Kaslana sat looking at a screen and smiled, this world could now move on from the past and head into the future, Kiana took out her phone seeing that she got a text from Mei, she smiled it still amazed her that she could still get in touch despite being in a completely different universe, Kiana texted Mei back, telling her that she had just helped save a world from destruction, Mei sends a smiling emoji and a heart emoji between i and You, Kiana sends same back and puts her phone down, she turned the screens off and rose from her seat and before leaving her room looks back and left her room with a smile, one of joy that she could once again help a world and she would not stop until no evil remained to threaten any world ever again END

March 7th's Epic Sex Toy Showdown

['femcelled']

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

First Time, Cunnilingus, Established Relationship, Sex Toys, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Kissing, Oral Sex, Fondling, Nervous Sex, Fluff and Smut, Lesbian Sex, Strap-Ons, Squirting, Belly Bulge, Foot Fetish, But only very briefly mentioned, Vaginal Sex, Flavored Lube, Multiple Orgasms, Vibrators, Girls Kissing

English

2023-05-03

Completed

2023-05-07

8,102

2/2

50

841

75

16,790

['aquatra', 'orionEDM', 'Goldom', 'Shiawasent', 'Charlies_bones', 'Kyukona', 'tupperbisque', 'electroids', 'NinjaPenguin21', 'bananabirb00', 'chaoscleric11', 'Dancingmew', 'stardustdiving', 'GwyN4777', 'lisxne', 'Pop_Arsonist', 'CT_3415', 'verathia43', 'GrasveBon', 'LilyVictoria', 'ageekywriter', 'belagf', 'divineAfterthought', 'Melohoney23', 'namoheart', 'Staby_stav', 'Sixerry', 'zophyne', 'Disco_Nightmare', 'Fruchroze', 'Lynxlie', 'XcR7', 'skellaberry', 'Snazzalecki', 'glori_gloriaa', 'TheBigBadWolf1417', 'jinnie_cutie', 'lilylilac338', 'MrsDeadSerious', 'fluffy_mayo', 'chuve', 'hhaihai079', 'JustAnotherLesbionageSpy', 'sinfulshell', 'MightWastedOnTheMighty', 'Gyrazal618', 'yurilover1', 'cantarella6', 'Abcdef_23', 'CAT_2005']

[]

“Stelle, look! Look!” Though she had rushed over so fast and was holding it so close to Stelle’s face that it was impossible to identify the object. But it was sparkly, as March’s purchases usually were, she could tell that much even with her blurred vision. “March.” “Oh, right- Sorry,” March grinned, plopping down right next to Stelle so their arms were pressed up together and she could faintly feel the warmth of March’s body through her jacket. “I wonder what it is.” Stelle knew what it was. From the second she first laid her eyes on it, she immediately recognised the toy. It wasn’t the exact same one as in the picture she had obediently sent to Welt for information, but it would most definitely still cause a hauntingly familiar and uncomfortable birds-and-bees talk. March could tell something was wrong, quickly becoming insecure about her oh so exciting purchase. She worried that she might accidentally have brought some kind of dangerous item on board, and even the idea was already making her feel nauseous, her hand instinctively itching to reach for her bow. “You- It- Wow,” It was rare for Stelle to be speechless. “What? What? You know what it’s for?” March pressed, feeling left out. “Tell me, c’mooon.” She whined. Like a little puppy; Stelle could almost see her tail wag. So eager to learn and share and most importantly show off her totally radical new shiny thing for her grand collection. It was Stelle’s turn to pay it forward and pass on the knowledge that Welt’s patience had ungracefully provided her with, even if it was making her face feel hot before she got a chance to speak. Their sex life wasn’t exactly like one would consider active. Which was a polite way of saying it simply did not exist, though that never bothered Stelle very much. She just figured that it would come at its own time, given that they had only been dating for a little while, and it slipped through her fingers just like that. Stelle was horrible at taking the initiative in things like this, and it was quickly becoming evident that March never said anything because she simply. Had no idea it even existed. “It- it’s a sex toy,” Stelle blurted out, even if she was aware that it would still mean nothing to March. March should not be playing with it like this, she should not be pointing it around the room and pretending to shoot different objects as if it was a gun, misunderstanding the defintion of what kind of toy. “March,” She interrupted, clearing her throat and feeling so warm all over and suddenly becoming very aware of where their arms were still firmly pressed together despite March’s antics. “A different kind of toy. I-I’ll explain, okay? Wait a sec.” “Hold on, I’ll grab the other ones,” Oh God, there were other ones. “So we can play together!” March chirped, already rushing to gather all the items that Stelle only noticed now scattered around her bedroom. She was using them as decoration, and they flawlessly blended in with the surrounding environment, grabbing one after the other in a hasty collection that felt like it would go on forever. The amount of toys that ended up displayed on the bed was undeniably ridiculous, all following the same colour scheme and looking so innocent. Stelle briefly debated if it would be better not to tell her, to keep her enthusiasm intact. March was staring at her, barely holding back her excitement at this point. She loved doing anything together with Stelle, even the most simple things were fun if she could do them with her girlfriend. “You know how we kiss, sometimes?” Stelle started, and March eagerly nodded along. “There’s more.” Oh. Her explanation had been a lot better in her head, with all the information that Welt had given her, yet all the words she could come up with were being muddled in her brain into one big sex centric cloud. The subject suddenly seemed a lot more interesting than before. “Really?” March licked her lips subconsciously at the mention of kissing. “What do you mean?” “Just- Uh…” She trailed off, and this was becoming a problem. As if her thoughts were being swept away while her mind was consumed with ideas, with a newfound desire to actually do things she heard about. “Show me?” March had always been better at taking the initiative. She placed her hand atop Stelle’s, repositioning them until their fingers were intertwined. “I wanna learn more, with you,” Stelle nodded, and it was March who leaned in first. She always leaned in first. Maybe because she did not feel shame about it due to her lack of understanding, or maybe she was just more confident, or maybe none of that mattered because their lips were pressing together and the familiar feeling was so comforting. The toys were neglected in a pile to the side for now, to be forgotten about until later. All that currently mattered was the gentle push of their mouths against one another. March was a good kisser, even though she was clumsy; it balanced out with how gentle she was. Tender as she pushed Stelle onto her back on the mattress, sweet as she smiled against her lips. Everything was going as usual, though her stomach was itching and tickling with the anticipation of knowing what would happen, the nerves making her feel more tense than she’d been expecting. “You’re shaking,” March whispered, placing a chaste peck on Stelle’s flushed cheek as she broke away from the kiss. “Is it scary?” “It- it’s different,” Stelle mumbled, slinking her arms around March’s neck. “But… I like it.” Stelle was a grown woman after all, with her own desires and feelings and a certain hunger for her girlfriend that she never dared to explore any further until now. Until now. As March placed her hand in the curve of Stelle’s waist, under her jacket, and seemed much better at this than her lack of experience would lead one to assume. With a soft squeeze of her fingers as she caressed the fabric of Stelle’s loose shirt. March was an intelligent girl. She could tell based on Stelle’s reactions when she was doing good, even if it was only the tiniest gasp or the twitch of a single muscle; March would know. Because she knew Stelle. Her instinct was ridiculously good, almost holding her hand as she just did whatever came to mind. Indulging in her innermost human desire while her body moved on its own. She felt the warmth of Stelle’s skin through the material of her clothes, she could imagine the smooth surface that hid below. And just like that, she was slipping underneath and feeling over the new texture and Stelle was shivering from the curious touch. March was making her first of many moves, and she could only accept it. “You’re warm,” March allowed her hand to wander over the expanse of Stelle’s body, tracing over the slight muscle definition on her stomach and circling around her belly button until she eventually bumped into the bottom of Stelle’s sports bra. Just any old boring bra, and Stelle almost felt bad for wearing something so boring for such a special occasion, though it was far from a planned event of any kind. Of course March knew what genitals were, she knew what parts were meant to stay covered up and which would be considered obscene. Her being oblivious about sex did not mean she was unaware of social standards. Which was a way of saying she might be just as nervous as Stelle, because the puzzle pieces were finally clicking together as she tapped her fingers against the material of her bra. Folding her hand over it, cupping her palm over the slight curve and holding her breath as she watched Stelle’s face. “Am I doing this right?” March abruptly paused. “Should I touch you here?” She wondered, fishing for validation as she kept her hand in place. “Tell me how you want this, Stelle.” Her heart was racing, and she was most definitely nervous at this point. Insecure, even. Stelle pulled her in for another kiss, a silent response that answered everything March was worried about, vanishing into the gentle press of their lips against each other. “Hold on, lemme-” Stelle mumbled, interrupting her own words with more pecks as she sat up and shrugged off her jacket. Her bare arms with a few nasty scars from nasty battles put on display, with dents and bumps that March loved mindlessly running her fingers over. Even more tiny kisses and soft giggles as Stelle grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, thanking her luck for being relatively subtle with it. She felt vulnerable like this; with the waistband of her boxers peeking out over her skirt and her chest only one layer of fabric away from being fully exposed. It was nerve wracking, seeing how March’s eyes flickered all over her torso as she eagerly took in every detail. The various freckles and moles scattered along the skin along with more faded and fresh scars. March felt an indescribable feeling in her lower abdomen, and she wondered if the sensation might be unique to situations like this. March decided it would be fair if they kept a similar state of nudity, shedding her own blouse so that her favourite pink and lacey bralette was revealed. Equally as scarred as Stelle, with an intricate tattoo of a snowflake placed right in between her boobs. The existence of the small mark was complete news to her. Stelle gulped, hesitantly reaching out and snaking her hands behind March’s slender back, pulling her girlfriend closer until their chests were bumping into each other. Close, wanting to be even closer, with March returning the hug and their hearts thumping just half a beat off sync. A moment for them to calm down. March chuckled under her breath, squeezing the girl tightly before pushing away and grinning at her. “Touch ‘em,” She offered, grabbing Stelle’s hand and guiding it to her tits, placing it on top as an invitation of sorts. “I-I would like that, so, uhh… Please?” “Okay, alright,” Stelle’s throat had never felt so dry before. She could feel lace under her palms and skin under her fingertips, yet she did not dare move an inch. “Stop hesitating,” March scolded. “I could just beat you up if I hated it, no?” She continued, when Stelle remained still even after the words of encouragement. “You know I’m right.” Stelle knew that very well. From the practice they had done together to the play wrestling during their free time. March was stronger than her, and it would take minimal effort for her to overpower Stelle in case she was opposed to anything. “Yeah?” “Yeah,” Stelle confirmed, groping the other side of March’s chest with her other hand and giving a shy squeeze. A test of sorts, like she was just trying to figure out how it felt, quickly turned into massaging as she was hypnotised by how soft the flesh was. It dipped under the light pressure of her fingers, pillowy and pliable under her inexperienced hands. She could feel the stress leave her body from the simple action, and her tense limbs finally relaxed a little, feeling somewhat embarrassed by her own response. But it did help, and March wasn’t beating her up yet. Rather than that, March leaned in for another kiss. Harder, deeper, more intense than before. Stelle was loosening up and giving in to all the things she was longing for, and the gentle poke of her tongue at her girlfriend’s lips already happened before she could reconsider any of the unlikely consequences she was keeping herself busy with. March had some kind of natural gift for this, because she understood that she should open her mouth, her exclamation muffled into the kiss. It felt. Better than anything she remembered ever feeling before. With Stelle gently licking the roof of her mouth and sucking on her tongue, making undeniably filthy noises in the process. It froze her in place, unable to keep up with the pace and getting lost in the pleasure, her mind going numb and all thoughts seeming to slip right from her brain as she melted into Stelle. Adorable, irresistible, making Stelle push further with a curiosity for other ways to make the girl fall apart under her touch. This was a good start for more. Her confidence increased with every small sound that she swallowed from March’s lips, and she carefully flipped them around so that it was now her girlfriend’s turn to lay down on her back, with her head placed comfortably in the collection of pillows. March spread her legs just the slightest for easy access, offering herself up for Stelle’s taking. “Good girl, does it feel nice?” Stelle asked, as she followed a path down March’s neck and over the middle of her torso with her lips, placing tiny kisses along the way like she was leaving an invisible trail on the skin. She hummed, though the pitch was so high that it sounded more like a whine, and Stelle exhaled a breathy laugh that rolled over March’s stomach and made a shiver run down her spine. The trail ended at the waistband of her skirt, the fabric disrupting Stelle’s plans as she was forced to pull back once more. But it did give her a full view of March in all her ruined glory. Her flushed cheeks, her tightly squeezed shut eyes, her messy hair splayed out on the pillow, her halfway undressed body that almost seemed to glow under the dim lighting of the room. She looked beautiful, but Stelle always thought so. March opened her eyes at the sudden lack of stimulation so she could see what was going on, to see if there was anything wrong and it was her fault. She was met with Stelle’s loving smile, rather than any of the horrible outcomes she was assuming. “What?” She asked. “Wh- what is it?” Stelle boldly lifted the front of her skirt to reveal her lace panties that clearly matched with the bralette and of course March wore matching sets, nothing would be more fitting than the colourful combination. “You look cute, that’s all.” “You’re so corny,” March teased, though they both knew that was praise in her own words. She was always harsher with her words when she was flustered, always trying to cover it up with rough vocabulary, almost as if she was trying to override her true feelings. “Alright, so, I’ll just-” Stelle stammered, placing her hand on March’s thighs, dangerously close to her crotch. “I’m gonna touch it now, so- yeah.” There was a damp patch of darker fabric in her panties from arousal, and Stelle swallowed thickly at the sight. She was actually doing this. She was going to touch her girlfriend’s pussy for the first time. The first contact of her fingers was so soft that it easily went unnoticed, gradually increasing the pressure of the touch until March twitched ever so slightly. Stelle immediately paused. And then she instantly kept going, rubbing small circles over the nub that poked through the cotton, and March’s breath hitched before she held it. Her back arched into a slight curve and her chest puffing up with the intake of air. “Breathe,” Stelle instructed as she hooked her fingers behind the pretty panties and started tugging them down her hips. “Feels good, huh?” She affectionately mocked. March nodded frantically, exhaling as her chest heaved while she tried to catch her breath, taking advantage of the brief break offered by her clothes being stripped. New sensations were slamming into her in big waves, and she just kept getting more eager for it, more desperate for this foreign thing that Stelle called sex. From Stelle’s perspective, she was met with a heavenly sight. The folds were puffy and shiny with slick, her stiff clit poking out just a little from between, a small patch of pink pubes that had been trimmed into a neat heart shape. Stelle felt like she might pass out from the almost magical display. “Stelle,” She whined, and she was pouting, and Stelle wasn’t sure if she would be able to hold back much longer. “You’re so mean,” March complained, even if she still had shamefully little understanding of how any of this worked. “Stop- stop teasing me, please.” “You’re so needy,” Stelle smiled, placing a kiss right atop the heart, following up with another peck on March’s swollen clit. And then she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue. She lapped over the area, dragging over the surface and tasting the slight bitterness of her slick, dipping in between March’s labia. Exploring and experimenting, feeling March twist her fingers into her hair with a grip so tight that it was close to painful, the grey strands being used as a lifeline. “Oh, oh! Wh- what are you doing?” March panicked, squeezing her legs together so that Stelle’s head was locked between her thighs, plump flesh surrounding her face in a way that almost made her feel protected. “It feels weird…” And her cheeks were flushed so deeply. “Good weird?” Stelle asked, the sound muffled when she was still firmly held in place by the pressure of her girlfriend’s strong legs. March nodded, hiding her face behind her hands and gradually relaxing so that Stelle was technically freed, though that was no motivation for her to leave the position. Instead she wrapped her mouth around March’s clit and sucked ever so gently. Just a little bit of stimulation, just so she could feel how the girl twitched in her mouth and hear the whimpers that slipped through the cracks of her sealed lips. “Mmh, ah- Stelle!” March exclaimed, her hands shaking and her legs trembling as she tried to squirm away from the sensation that was making her feel weird (in the good way) all over. Her thoughts were cloudy and her brain was fuzzy, with electricity running through her veins and an unfamiliar heat coiling her stomach. The feeling was distressing, yet she could only find herself craving more. It was addicting, the jolts sent down her spine and the involuntary squeezes of her pussy in an entirely new way. As if she was only now learning about how her own body worked. Or rather; as if Stelle knew her better than she did herself. The weird tension in her belly that could be best compared to a knot was tightening up with every generous stroke of Stelle’s tongue. Her toes were curling in her socks and her body was twisting against her will, unresponsive to the actual commands she gave her limbs. March was getting worried that the pressure in her abdomen would just keep increasing, that it would infinitely keep building up and winding tighter. A balloon inflating until the rubber was stretched out as far as possible, where it was certain it would burst the second it made contact with anything with even the slightest resemblance of being sharp. It seemed that Stelle’s tongue was included in the wide variety of things that could make it pop, breaking through the surface and letting all the tension flow out of March with almost violent waves of pure pleasure and bliss. She went completely silent. All the air knocked out of her lungs, her head thrown back and her mouth agape, hands grabbing onto the sheets so tightly that they might rip any second. Once she could finally get some oxygen, she immediately pushed it back out through loud sobs and wails, tears rolling down her hot cheeks as she subconsciously rolled her hips against Stelle’s face. It was intense, overwhelming, and it would only be the truth to say she saw stars in the vast darkness of her firmly closed eyes. March was still crying as she calmed down from her orgasm, and Stelle abandoned her post in between the girl’s legs to kiss away her tears, gently shushing her with an affectionate laugh hidden under her breath. “Oh, oh, ah- Stelle,” She sighed, her chest heaving when she was still gasping for air. Her arms snaked around Stelle’s torso, holding her and scratching at her back, hooking behind her bra by accident and tugging down the material. Clawing at her for the support March needed so desperately right now, cracking her eyes open so she could find the familiar comfort of looking at her girlfriend. “H-help me.” “You’re okay, you’re fine,” Stelle mused, peppering kisses all over her face. “I know, I know it’s good,” She whispered, when March whined again and exhaled a deep breath now that she was finally calming down a bit. “You did such a good job, baby, it’s alright.” Stelle pecked her on the lips, ignoring how much her own cunt was throbbing and pulsing with arousal, how uncomfortable the wet fabric of her boxers that stuck against her skin felt. But March’s eyes were drooping with exhaustion, and Stelle was careful not to scare her away from having sex in the future, so she decided to call it a day. With the sex toys forgotten in the very same pile as they were in from the very start, abandoned for much later use when they could give it another try. This was plenty, as March was curling into her chest and cuddling into the mountain of pillows, like nothing else in the world mattered anymore. It was a nice little world of their own, and Stelle did not hesitate to lay down with her. Both girls were still mostly naked, gently cradling each other as they fell asleep, with the distant promise of actually trying out the abundance of toys on a later date. March and Stelle indulge in the generous collection of sex toys that Stelle has gathered once more and play around with a bullet vibrator and a strap on this time. March is unexpectedly good with her fake dick as a pleasant surprise for both of them. Almost a week had passed before they got a chance to be alone again for longer than a few minutes, only enough time for a few rushed kisses and only enough freedom for some secret hand holding. With a whole new adventure behind their backs that was rewarded with a few days of vacation. During the busy period, March had taken the initiative of actually asking around about the whole sex thing, and she did so by asking Dan Heng about it. Surprisingly, the man actually knew a lot more than one might expect, though that did not make the conversation any less uncomfortable. And he only knew about other men, so that might also make it less helpful. Though she did learn some new information, and that was the exact reason she was currently seated with a strap around her hips. A white dildo with spots of colour inside that made it look like confetti, a relatively small size and traditional shape that Stelle picked with the sole thought of being able to take it with ease. And because the white looked nice with all of March’s pink attributes; that was another reason. Stelle was nervous, maybe even a little scared, as she sat across from March on the girl’s spacious bed. Fully nude, totally exposed, completely vulnerable. Just watching the other in silent admiration. It was sterile rather than sexy, and Stelle was fighting the urge to hide her body behind her arms. The complete opposite of her girlfriend, who seemed to gain confidence from the dildo sticking from her crotch, her back straightened and her chest puffing out a little. But it was still so incredibly exciting. Even if Stelle was embarrassed about how naked she was; her heart was racing a thousand miles an hour in her chest. At least they were equally bare, and that was the only reason she could still maintain some composure, shyly peeking up at March through her eyelashes. “You okay?” March asked, tracing her fingertips over the texture of the fake cock, like she was petting it. “What’s wrong?” She worried, leaning in closer. There was no reason for Stelle to hold back now, after they already made it so far and the ‘final step’ was within reach. “It’s nothing,” Stelle smiled, bending forward so she could meet March in the middle for a quick kiss. Short and brief. “I look cool, right?” March boasted, putting on a heroic pose and clearly talking about her prominent strap. Stelle chuckled, and maybe that had been the goal behind her antics, so effortlessly making her girlfriend feel at ease. “Wanna touch my cock?” She said, in a fake deep voice. Maybe Dan Heng had taught her a little too much about the wrong things. Stelle laughed more genuinely this time, weakly pushing at March as the girl got closer and persistently poked the plastic dick against her thigh. She hit it by accident in her half hearted attempts of batting March away, and it bounced almost violently in response. They kept it together for a few seconds before both girls bursted out in a fit of laughter, with the toy still dangling off the platform that was her pubic mound. “Oh my- Ah- Stop poking me!” Stelle scolded, when March was still pressing the silicone against her during her wheezing. It was ridiculous, and it was the perfect way to lighten the tense mood, a gentle reminder that they were only doing this for fun. “Uhm, so,” March started, now that the air around them no longer felt so thick. “How do I do this?” She blushed. “I-I should get you wet first, right? I’m not sure h-how I do that.” Her confident facade was shattered by the confession, and Stelle admired how determined she was to keep up the (admittedly quite terrible) act. Though, Stelle wasn’t too sure herself what would be the ‘correct’ answer in this case. “Well, uh… I was really turned on, last time,” Stelle mumbled, and at least they were equally as clueless in this aspect. “And it got all sticky, y’know?” She blushed, feeling humiliated now that she was admitting the obvious fact out loud. “It felt good when- when you touched me.” “Really?” She sounded surprised, though her hand was confident as she caressed the sensitive skin of Stelle’s inner thigh, like her body knew more than her mind could keep up with. “Like this?” Stelle swallowed. Her heart was beating faster and her breaths felt heavier, even if the careful touch was still so tame. “A little more,” She whispered. “Just a-a little higher.” “Yeah?” March cooed. “How much?” She was teasing, mocking. This wasn’t the same as it had been last time, this wasn’t the genuine lack of knowledge from before, the mischievous smile playing on her lips only serving as proof of Stelle’s suspicion. “Is this what you meant?” “March, please,” She whined, much needier than she was expecting from her own voice. It was like she only realised how bad it was now that she spoke out loud, slapping her palm over her mouth as a reflex as her eyes widened, her face flushing even brighter than it already had been. “I- Uhm-” “I’m glad you want it too,” March cut her off, though her hand stayed in place. “I’d be super embarrassed if I was the only one.” And she finally moved, finally gave Stelle what she was aching for. With her manicured nails brushing up against the soft skin of the folds and her knuckles bumping into the girl’s clit. Though she was grateful for the minimal friction she was receiving, it was not nearly enough to actually be considered stimulation. But it was only the start. It was only the very first contact made, breaking the ice with what classified as a gentle nudge more than anything else, getting it out of the way so that the rest was bound to come naturally. Which worked exactly as expected, because March immediately got curious for more. She wanted to explore the different textures and feel over all the individual intricacies. “It’s soft,” She whispered, like the information was brand new even though she was aware how similar it felt and looked to her own. Stelle’s labia were slightly longer and her clit was a little smaller, a little more tucked away within the delicate organ. “So pretty.” March parted the folds almost like she was examining it, and Stelle held her breath nervously. What if her pussy was a turn off? What if her girlfriend was grossed out by her body? There were a thousand things that filled her with tension all at once, worries about things she never even considered could possibly be a problem before, strangely ashamed over something she had no control over. “You’re so beautiful,” March cut off her train of thought, stopping the spiral of negativity without even knowing it was happening. She just wanted to share her honest thoughts. “I’m so lucky.” Stelle exhaled a slightly watery laugh, and maybe March could tell something was wrong in that moment, but she did not speak a word of it. Though she did pull her hand back, and that made Stelle feel a little less exposed. “There’s uhm,” Stelle’s voice was so quiet. “There should be a toy,” She mumbled. “With all the other stuff…The leopard print one.” Both the pattern and the hot pink colour of it were the reason it caught her attention in the first place, a compact bullet vibrator that would be wonderfully convenient for travelling; if their standard method of transport wasn’t already on The Express. March found it without much trouble, pulling out the item from the mess and handing it over when the function was still a mystery to her, watching with full concentration as Stelle twisted the bottom and the toy. Remained silent. Because it needed batteries, of course. Another gently worded request and the clumsy insertion of batteries later and the vibrator thankfully worked as intended, making Stelle’s hand tingle with the intensity of the buzzing. It was self explanatory for March from that point forward, she could connect the dots that it would feel good when pressed against her own clit, and assumed it must be roughly the same for her girlfriend. She was careful, a little hesitant, as she tapped the object against the hidden nub and intently observed Stelle’s reaction. The girl balled her fists and flexed her toes, her face wearing a neutral expression other than her furrowed eyebrows and tightly shut eyes. It reminded March of herself, and she decided that must mean she was doing something right. Especially when she felt Stelle’s fingers curling around her wrist, holding on with a nearly vicious grip as her nails dug little crescent shapes into March’s skin. But the slight sting of pain did not bother her at all. Rather, it made March feel proud, like it was some kind of mark of ownership or it served as proof that she made Stelle feel too good to register that she was even doing it. March could see the smallest trickle of slick seep from Stelle’s hole, and she suppressed the intense urge to grin with how giddy she felt. “You’re drenched,” She lied. Because it sounded filthy, it sounded good, it made Stelle crack her eyes open so she could look at March while her face flushed darker. “Are the buzzies making you feel nice?” She had no idea where the words were coming from, how she was generating the phrases that felt so natural. “Your cunt is getting all soaked for me, hm?” “Stop- stop saying things like that,” Stelle pleaded, and she briefly worried that maybe she said something wrong. “M gettin’ way too riled up.” The girl slurred. A shiver ran down March’s spine, discovering new things about herself. Because she never thought she would be this turned on from the encouraging words, could not have predicted that being indirectly praised would make her heart thump this loudly. It almost made her wish that the fake cock that bounced between her legs with excitement was real, surprising herself with how intense the sudden desire to fuck Stelle was. Though this was plenty entertaining, noticing the slight tremble of her legs while March rubbed tediously slow circles with the toy, gently caressing Stelle’s clit with the vividly buzzing tip and silently watching as her back arched off the bed and her knees lightly knocked together. March placed her free hand on the inside of her girlfriend’s thigh for support, squeezing and kneading the supple flesh as Stelle’s grip on her wrist tightened even more. “Oh- oh, ‘m so close,” Stelle muttered, and she was overwhelmingly cute. With her eyes barely staying open and her hand extending to cup March’s cheek, affectionately thumbing over the freckles next to her nose. “A lil’ more, mmh-” Even though March wasn’t sure what an orgasm was supposed to look like, she assumed this must be it. Stelle twitched and pulsed, inhaling a sharp breath as she pulled away the hand holding the vibrator with a strong jolt, losing the battle against her drooping eyelids as they fell shut once more. Though she was a lot more quiet than March had been, only letting a few muted mewls and moans slip past her slightly swollen lips, it was obvious she felt just as good. The slight trickle of the mysterious watery substance that leaked out was completely new to March, though, as she was somewhat stunned in place by the revelation. It looked arousing. March was throbbing violently in between her legs now, even going so far as subconsciously humping the air in front of her, turning off the vibrator and rudely tossing it aside now that its duty was fulfilled. “Wait, wait,” Stelle paused, as the girl was already lining up with her sloppy cunt and the head was already pushing up against the convulsing entrance. “Slow down a bit, jus’ a bit,” She begged, still coping with the aftershocks of her orgasm, still processing the abundance of elation. “Grab the- the lube, the bottle with the strawberry on it.” And March found it in record timing, like her carnal desire to plunge the inches of silicone into her girlfriend was improving her natural senses. Which was a bunch of bullshit, but she was too horny for logical thinking at this point. Her breathing was heavy as Stelle squirted a generous amount over the shaft and spread it out with her hand, stroking it with squelches and other wet noises that made March feel even more impatient. The faint scent of strawberries mixed in with the pleasant smell of Stelle’s sweat and made her head spin, and she accidentally thrusted into her girlfriend’s helpful fist, her body feeling hot all over when she could almost feel the pleasure from it in her fantasy. Stelle leaned back, drizzling more of the sticky lube over her pussy without bothering to spread it, leaving streaks of pink jelly across the skin before she closed the lid and put it with the disregarded vibrator. “C’mere,” She invited, grunting with the sheer force of which March tugged her forward with, arms curled around Stelle’s muscular thighs. The display in power, the rough manhandling, the animalistic behaviour. All of it was making Stelle ache for her lover. “C’mon, fuck- fuck me.” March did not need to be told twice, and she wasted no time in lining herself up once more. She did spend a moment longer just teasing, rubbing up against Stelle to spread out the strange substance a little before she actually located the hole once more, gradually increasing the amount of pressure she put on it until the head was getting sucked in. The first breach seemed to be the most difficult one, as the rest went in with a wonderfully easy slide. Stelle yelped over the surprise of how sudden the filling was, and she immediately reached out both hands to wrap around March shoulders, her nails automatically digging into her girlfriend’s back to keep herself grounded. “Does it hurt?” March worried, because she at least had enough common sense to worry about the girl underneath her. “Sorry, I’ll hold still for a bit.” “It’s- it’s okay,” Stelle strained, with a stiff smile stretching over her mouth uncomfortably. Though she picked it for the very reason of thinking she would have no trouble with it, the dildo was quite obviously a few sizes larger than her own fingers from the few times she shoved them inside. “Just new to me, ‘s all.” “That makes both of us,” She smiled, one hand on top of Stelle’s knee and the other gently holding her hip, lovingly thumbing over her prominent pelvic bone. “Tell me when I can move.” March could fake patience for a little longer, she could wait forever if it meant her girlfriend would be comfortable. Her priorities were sorted and strict, and she could stay in this pleasant situation for as long as was needed. There were plenty of other ways to entertain herself. Like how she gently took hold of Stelle’s leg and guided her knee into a slight bend, kissing along her calf and eventually ending up with her girlfriend’s foot in hand. And feet had never been her thing. It was one of those fetishes that she only heard about in bad jokes that she only understood half the humour of, and she knew that it was considered something weird. Yet in this moment, she could only perceive it as another precious part of Stelle. So she kissed the bottom of it, brushed her lips along the clean surface and peppered kisses all over, drew back just to look at the calluses from their various adventures in which they walked so much. Yes, this was another more-than-just-loveable feature. “What are you doing?” Stelle wondered. This was different, but not as bad as she would expect it to be. “Oh my- That’s dirty,” She scolded, as March kissed each individual toe. Though it did serve as a distraction, and it was exactly what Stelle needed to take her mind off the foreign object spreading her open and let her body accommodate. On top of that, it actually felt rather nice to have such a stereotypically ‘dirty’ part be so intimately worshipped. “You can move now,” She confessed, with the tingling of freshly kissed skin still lingering on her sole. “I-I think it’ll be okay.” March treated the girl as if she was made of glass with the first thrust, slow and hesitant and almost frustrating in a weird way. It brushed against her insides and it felt good, the toy rubbing over all the bumps and ridges inside her and putting pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves that was nestled alongside Stelle’s walls. “I like it,” Stelle grunted, even if the position of her arms was uncomfortable and her shoulders were aching, fingers slipping from the slightly sweaty skin on March’s back. “Kiss- kiss me?” She almost made a dive for Stelle’s mouth, in such a hurry to press their lips together that their teeth knocked together just a little. Though it was a good kind of pain. Like the dull ache of developing muscles after a good sparring session or the predictable sting of a needle during a new piercing; a side effect for a high reward. The rolls of her hips were clumsy and irregular, but the effort March was putting into it made it worth more than any practised perfection would be, and their kiss quickly broke apart so that Stelle could breathe. She gasped for air with a heaving chest, and she never thought that being fucked would be so intense based on the few times she’d fingered herself. Her favourite aspect of it was her girlfriend’s face. March was sweating, her eyelids heavy and her mouth permanently opened, her expression showing exactly how much concentration she was putting into this. It showed how good she felt, even if her cock remained just as fake. “You’re too deep,” Stelle complained, giving up the battle of keeping her hands on the girl at all costs and instead folding her palm over her belly. It was only then that she could feel the bulge moving under her hand, and it freaked her out a little before she realised that it was in fact just the toy reaching that far, her heart skipping a beat with a newfound excitement. “Oh- oh, I can feel it, March, it’s right- right there.” Obviously, it caught March’s interest, and she finally pulled her eyes away from Stelle’s face for the very first time since she made her first entry. March was shocked enough for her hips to stutter into an abrupt halt, with the dildo shoved inside as deep as physically possible so that the dent was at its most prominent state. She was hypnotised by the sight, reaching out so she could gently caress the raised skin with the tps of her fingers. It felt exactly as one would expect. Firm in texture yet bending with ease under the slightest amount of pressure, persistently pushing up against the inside of Stelle’s body. Undoubtedly; her dick was causing the impressive yet somewhat disturbing change. Stelle smiled, hooking her elbows behind her knees so she could pull her legs up the best she was capable of so that the angle was shifted, the pressure inside her slightly heightened. “Does it hurt?” March worried, still resting her hand on top of the same spot, still feeling over the wonder of nature. She was relieved when Stelle shook her head in denial. Which was good news, and the motivator for March to start moving again. She could track the location of the tip under her gentle touch now, how the surface flattened as she pulled out and then bulged up again the further she pushed back in. “Go slow, please,” Stelle gasped, realising how much she preferred it over the erratic (though undeniably adorable) thrusting that March had so dutifully been doing before. “I-I like when you kinda, like, drag it?” And though it looked like nothing changed, the next time March thrusted felt even better, like she’d always had an itch inside her that was being scratched only now. With her carefully angled hips making sure she was grinding into Stelle just right, her quick learning curve catching up with her now that some of her initial desperation had been vented. “M gonna cum like this,” She whined, because she could already feel the orgasm impending. “Keep goin’ like this, jus’ keep going.” “Okay, alright, I hear you,” March shushed, watching intently how Stelle reached down to touch her clit, gently tapping it only to start frantically rubbing herself mere seconds later. A stark contrast to the languid fucking she was receiving. Just that little bit extra. It was all she needed to work herself over the edge, clenching down so tightly on the rubber that March was unfortunately slowed into stopping and Stelle’s hand pausing every few seconds as the pleasure distracted her from properly playing with her clit. Yet the one with tears in her eyes was March, overcome with the emotion of being intimate with her girlfriend and overwhelmed by how strikingly gorgeous Stelle was. March pulled out, instead using the strength of her arms to lift the girl by the hips and raise Stelle’s pussy to the same level as her mouth. A strong scent of strawberry wafting from it and the visible pulsing of her clit as she finally gave up on stimulating herself, accepting anything March did to her when she currently had no strength to resist. Despite the slimey lather of lube that coated the area, March did waste a moment in latching her tongue onto the body in front of her, eagerly sucking and licking at Stelle’s cunt while using everything she remembered receiving last time. An instinct to devour Stelle, a desire to please her. She wanted to taste the deepest parts of her girlfriend. “No, oh no, March,” She begged, weakly kicking her feet and swinging her arms with no chance of success. With a girl who had absolutely no intention of stopping anytime soon, lost in her own little world where she craved more with every second that passed. “Stop, it- it’s too much, ‘m gonna die.” March just hummed, and then she looked up at Stelle through her eyelashes with her mouth still firmly attached, and it was all so much to process for the poor girl. “I feel weird, please,” Stelle sobbed. Her head felt light and her limbs were numb, and all she could feel were the consistent waves of bliss that March’s dedicated tongue forced through her entire body. “March, really, ‘m gonna pee.” Which did not sound like the worst case scenario to March, who just kept happily lapping away like a puppy no matter any possible consequences. She was determined for an unknown goal, and she would reach it regardless of the setbacks she encountered along the way. And then, without any other warning besides Stelle’s halfhearted pleading, she unintentionally squirted right in March’s face. It gushed and sprayed, and the girl still refused to stop licking just as enthusiastically. Until Stelle kicked her. Because she technically could have done that all this time, her foot had been in the right position to launch a mean kick all along. It wasn’t strong, but it was enough to effectively convince March into tying an end to her unconditional service. “Oh, thank God,” Stelle sighed, deflating against the mattress the second the wonderful torture ended. “Ah, shit- I’m sorry,” She exhaled, and she was so exhausted now that he officially acknowledged there would be no more. “I got your face all dirty, my bad.” “It’s okay, I liked it,” March whispered, wiping her chin on the back of her hand, shivering as Stelle caressed her drenched pussy with a well placed big toe. “Still wanna get me off?” Stelle offered a loopy smile, slowly nodding as she extended her arms without really knowing what she was reaching for. March closed the distance despite her painful awareness that Stelle was incredibly out of it. She straddled her girlfriend’s thigh so that their bodies were pressed together once more, the plump flesh creating a smooth surface that she could rub herself against. So that Stelle could technically help her masturbate without having to put in any effort. Though the act on its own wasn’t all that thrilling, March had the wonderful view of her lover’s face and the hypersensitivity of her genitalia to thank for how rapidly her climax was nearing. She had her orgasm in record timing; most likely because she had already been so worked up and she really wasn’t meant to have this much stamina for sex yet. It had her doubling over with how pleasant it was to satisfy her own needs, and she flopped on top of Stelle as she suffered through the aftershocks. “Good girl, well done,” Stelle mumbled, her cool hands wandering over March’s hot back in a way that felt so incredibly soothing for both women involved. A fallback on the usual gentle nature of their touches. “That was really good, thank you.” “Don’t thank me,” March laughed, rolling over so that at least the weight wasn’t left on Stelle and the trusty fake dick wasn’t being squashed in between their bellies, but still close enough so that their sweaty bodies were pressed together and she was within reach of effortlessly kissing Stelle’s flushed cheek. “I had fun, silly. You looked really cute taking my dick. You are really cute.” Stelle turned her head as well. So that she could lovingly kiss March on the lips as well as just wanting to look at her. “We have a lot more toys to try,” Stelle whispered. “You really bought a lot.” “I can’t wait,” March teased, playfully pinching her girlfriend’s nipple and watching her flinch in response. “We have plenty of time,” She added. “Though I do wanna do it often, yknow?” “You’re a pervert,” Stelle grinned, mustering up just enough energy so she could reposition herself and place her head on March’s shoulder. “Me too, yeah.” And they ended up falling asleep in that position,just like that; naked and dazed. They would have to grow a habit of actually cleaning up before passing out sometime in the future, but that could all come later.

mine

['kailenabuse']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Jing Yuan/Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade/Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade/Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail), Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail)

Hurt/Comfort, Rape/Non-con Elements, jing yuan is a good boyfriend he tries his best poor thing, fellas is it wrong to rape your exs new bf because you guys had a bad breakup, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, bla “i’m going to rape your bf in front of you to change the trajectory of your life” de, Angst, Rape Recovery, more like hurt very little comfort haha, im projecting on yanqing sorry baby boy, yanqing is 14 in this… yea…

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,474

1/1

17

245

22

8,722

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[]

no one is as precious to jing yuan as yanqing.  it is a known fact among the workers that no one is to mess with yanqing. jing yuan was making his way to his office when he noticed the surrounding area was disturbingly… quiet. as he began to open the door to his office he heard muffled noises through the door. no one was usually in his office except…     yanqing  jing yuan felt his heart drop to his stomach as he threw open the door. a mix of rough slapping sounds and cries assaulted him as they echoed through the office. he paused as he saw his yanqing bent over on his desk, crying out in a mixed symphony of pain and forced pleasure. the person pounding him from behind was.. blade.  flashbacks of their ugly break up and the fight that ensued struck jing yuan as he ran towards yanqing and blade. as he drew this sword to attack the man and free yanqing but was stopped in his movements. blade quickly drew out his sword, the movement making a sharp sound as he placed the edge against yanqings neck.  “ah.. careful now general you wouldn’t want your precious retainer to become a lifeless cocksleeve, would you?” he laughed joylessly and grabbed yanqing by the hair using the position to ram into his hole at a bruising force as he sneered at jing yuans helplessness. jing yuan was stuck between freeing the one he loved or fighting the one he used to love. it almost felt.. helpless. he wouldn’t be able to move fast enough to free yanqing without blade killing him. he knew blade wouldn’t bluff about this. “it must hurt doesn’t it? to see the one you love getting their virginity taken by the one you loved.” blade began to choke yanqing as he looked straight into jing yuans eyes. “now think about how i felt when you betrayed me. sure you may not be one of the five that deserve punishment but that doesn’t mean i can’t punish you otherwise.” jing yuan could only stare helplessly in shock as he saw his beloved getting ruined. he attempted to step closer to free yanqing but blade only pressed the sword closer to yanqings neck. “you feel useless don’t you? can’t do a thing for him no matter how much you want to.” each center was punctuated by a harsh thrush and another squeeze around yanqings neck. yanqings face was turning redder by the moment as he looked close to passing out from the stress and pain. he softly cried out jing yuans name which only served to anger blade further.  “ he doesn’t care about you yanqing. i’m the one fucking you, tearing your hole into something worthy of me. he’s not going to save you.” at this yanqing only started to sob harder, choking as air struggled to get a breath from his throat. he scrambled to push away the edge of the desk which was digging into his stomach. blade scoffed and began to move faster paying no mind to yanqings pleasure. as he came inside yanqings abused hole he made sure to look jing yuan straight in the eyes. blade moved out of yanqings sore hole as he smirked at the mess of blood, cum and spit on yanqings hole. he began to play with yanqings ass, spreading his hole so the fluids began to drip out slowly.  he roughly grabbed yanqings chin to bring his face closer. he licked the tears streaming down yanqings face and pried his mouth open with two fingers and spat inside. a gleam shone in his visible eye as an idea sparked. jing yuan shuddered seeing the change in his expression as time seemed to slow down. in almost an instant his blade sliced through yanqings hair, leaving a cut on his neck as his signature ponytail fell to rest in blades hand. “your little pet was good general . i’ll be taking this as a souvenir. you’ll see me back again for more.” with that he pulled his sword away from yanqing and jumped out the window escaping into the night. for a few seconds everything was quiet until a loud gasp left yanqing from feeling a steady airflow return. yanqing crumbled to the floor, small sobs shaking his body. he reached his arms to cover his feet, bringing his legs closer to his body in a protective pose. jing yuan rushed towards the window to see if he could still see blade. exacting punishment would be easy now that yanqing isn’t being threatened. yanqing looked at jing yuan and shakily cried out to him.  “shh i know, i know my love. i’m so sorry. if i hadn’t broken up with him in such a bad way this would never had happened.” jing yuans voice got caught in his throat as he held yanqings shaking body closer. he moved yanqings head to rest on his chest as he grabbed the napkins off his desk to wipe the tears off of yanqings face. small babbles left yanqings mouth as he struggled to get any words out. he moved his hands to just hover over yanqings aching hole. “can i touch you here to clean you? or would you rather visit a healer?” at the mention of seeing anyone else yanqing tensed up and shook his head furiously. he started thrashing around trying to get away from the perceived threat. jing yuan felt his heart break even more as he sees yanqing not recognize him. “shh, please i know. it’s me yanqing can you remember me? it me your general, your love. i’m here for you. let me take care of you, my heart.” he gently used his fingers to gently scrape that man’s cum out of yanqings abused hole. his heart ached at every cry yanqing let out, the movements inside of him causing the aches to return. the cum pouring out of him felt like lava searing his insides. it’s almost like he was still inside of him, almost like the searing pain never stopped. yanqing sobbed as he held jing yuan closer to him hoping for any semblance of comfort. he whined and started to pat jing yuans arm unseeing as he looked into the distance. “yes my love? please talk to me. what can i do for you?” jing yuan was almost frantic, his usual calm composure breaking seeing his yanqing break down in front of him. yanqing tried to get words out but it felt like nothing could come out.  all of a sudden it was dead silent in the room. jing yuan looked at yanqing in confusion as he laid there motionless and soundless. he gently touched yanqings cheek only to get no response. yanqing only leaned closer into jing yuans chest and softly touched his own choppy hair. yanqing started gripping his hair harder trying to yank some strands out. everything came crashing down in an instant as the silence was broken by a heart wrenching scream as yanqing started ripping more hair out of his head. jing yuan took yanqings fingers from his hair and silently cried for him. cried for their relationship which was ruined in an instant. cried for his lost innocence. cried for what could’ve been.   after an hour of attempting to calm yanqing down, the room settled into a somber silence. jing yuan looked at yanqing who was staring off into the distance. he picked him up and held him closely to his chest as he brought him to his room. he rested yanqing on his silken sheets as yanqing unconsciously curled up to inhale jing yuans scent. he vaguely remembered late nights with jing yuan who would hold him and whisper soft nothings into his ears as his hands brought him pleasure never going beyond heated touches. but.. everything felt fuzzy. like his brain was covered in cotton that prevented him from thinking. maybe just sleeping would help. as yanqing fell into a slumber, jing yuan took the time to change yanqing out of his torn clothes into his own robes hoping to cover him with his scent. he whispered loving sayings into his ear, wrapping against him as he lied down hoping to fill his dreams with nothing but sweetness.  “i had hoped to protect you and keep you safe yanqing. i wanted to keep you away from all my past sins. i’m so sorry my love. i wanted your first time to be special and full of love. i wished to court you properly and make you feel nothing but love all the time. i swear i’ll do everything in my power to fix this. to save us.” jing yuan drew himself closer to yanqing as he silently swore to destroy blade beyond any human means, damn any past relationships. 

Tempo

['LogosMinusPity']

Mature

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Canon Compliant, Canon Universe, from whatever they started as to lovers, admitting feelings, Fluff, Snippets, Bronseele

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,582

1/1

20

264

21

2,240

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[]

~One~ There’s really not much to like at all. Or that’s what Seele tells herself the first time she lays eyes on Bronya Rand. A Silvermane with a pretty face is still a fucking Silvermane. (But since when did Silvermanes get so pretty? Is that what they’ve been up to in the Overworld for the last decade?) She shakes the distracting thought, irritated by it as much as by the intrusion of this ignorant Silvermane into her world. But she can’t shake her interest, passing though it seems at first, like the fluttering flash of an electric blue butterfly, caught at the corner of her eye. A distraction. That’s what Bronya is. Little more than a distraction to everything Seele is trying to get done, and everything there is yet left to do. The sooner she’s back up in the Overworld where she belongs and off of Seele’s hands, the better for everyone. Overworld and Underworld don’t mix.   ~Two~ Okay…so maybe there’s something more to respect there. Bronya Rand knows how to handle herself in a fight, and Seele can respect that. Turns out the pretty armor and fancy medals aren’t just for show. Turns out, too, that even if she is a fucking Silvermane, Bronya has a heart beneath the layers of decorum and armor. A bleeding heart, practically. Beneath all the idealistic nonsense she spouts…she really does seem to adhere to it? It’s as if she really does believe she can make a difference. It should make Seele want to feign puking. (It certainly does make her stomach do strange flip-flops, as though she swallowed a whole swarm of butterflies.) Instead it makes her want to draw closer. It makes her want to reach out and, and… And probably, shake Bronya. Yeah. Shake her and yell at her: How can you be so dumb? She doesn’t do that, of course. Which has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Bronya Rand—this naive, stupidly idealistic and stupid Silvermane Bronya Rand—is going to be the next Supreme Guardian. (Seele is not going to think about that anymore, because it’s weird. It’s weird to think about how the next Supreme Guardian wound up running alongside her of all people in the Underworld, helping reform a kid thief and talking seriously about how to reopen the blockade to the Overworld.) Except that she can’t stop thinking about it. Especially when that weird space traveler has walked away from them for a bit, and it’s just her and Bronya now, overlooking the abandoned mess of Rivet Town, overlooking an orphaned past that now they know they both share. She might have criticized Bronya for being so unfailingly serious, but it’s her own thoughts that remain somber and weighted. Maybe it’s because she’s not a leader like Bronya, a strategist so carefully trying to plan and predict every last move. But Seele doesn’t understand how Bronya can feel both so close and so distant at the same time. Like a sort of vertigo, as if she’s both falling and stuck in place. She’s used to acting and doing, not to feeling uncertain; and no one has ever taught her what she’s supposed to be doing here. So maybe she is rash. Maybe this once. Not with her deeds but her words. She makes a promise. I will come to save you, no matter what! She blurts it out, and can’t even be bothered to feel embarrassed…because she means it, with every fiber of her being. And she’s not even sure why.   ~Three~ Fighting is the easy part. Or that’s what Seele has decided. Easy to win…or to lose. But either way, it’s over, and fast. She had thought fighting would be the hard part. And when they stood before the full might of Cocolia and her stella-whatever power, Seele had honestly believed that. She hadn’t thought about what was next. She hadn’t thought everything that would come afterward would be so much harder. It was never her nature to stay still. Seele might be occasionally accused of being rash, but that’s not really it. She’s decisive, active. “Action-oriented”, Natasha called her once while patching her up. She lives a life in motion, and being here, stuck inside of sky-high walls and surrounded by words and paper…it’s a prison. A butterfly specimen now pinned to a researcher’s board. She’s no good like this. No use to anyone or anything. Especially not right at this moment. She hates the way that Bronya looks so pathetic. She hates the way that she looks so vulnerable and so very human despite the ceremonial garments and gemstone jewelry and all the trappings of the office that make her look more than mortal. She hates the way that the current Supreme Guardian of Belobog looks so hurt by something as stupid as words. Words from Seele. She hadn’t meant to lash out like that, to let her frustration of the last few weeks boil over. She hadn’t meant to threaten to walk out and just leave, not when Bronya—proper, perfect Bronya Rand—had actually spun around that quickly, reaching out to grab her with an ashen face that looked nothing short of stricken. “Seele! I know this isn’t your strength, that being here is hard for you. But we can make this work. If we can just figure out how to—” She can practically see the cogs working away in Bronya’s head, no better than Svarog or one of his machines. Trying to calculate, to predict, to readjust. Seele hates that about Bronya. She hates it even as it has her heart thundering in her head, overflowing with some nameless emotion that is becoming now-familiar. She hates this back and forth. She hates this limbo and this feeling stuck . And so she finally does the only thing that makes sense to her. Seele acts. One step closer, bringing them too close for comfort. Too close for personal space. “You keep overthinking everything. Stop it.” Then she reaches out before she’s even thinking and pulls them flush together. There’s thankfully no one else present in the Supreme Guardian’s office at this time of night to witness the transgression. No guard or bureaucrat to order Seele clapped in irons as she dares to lay hands on their Supreme Guardian, as she dares to cross a boundary she’s been aching to do for too many sleepless nights.   Bronya makes a noise in the back of her throat, a noise that the Supreme Guardian isn’t supposed to make. It’s shock and wonderment and acquiescence and then want…and there’s nothing about the Silvermane or the Supreme Guardian or the future of Jarilo-VI in the way that Bronya first tenses before parting her lips with a sigh against Seele. It’s so very, very human, and that is, in a way, the balm that both of them need.   ~Four~ Part of Seele thinks she likes Bronya best like this: On her back, porcelain-perfect skin flushed a bright red; beautiful, brilliant gray eyes fluttering with uncertainty. Fighting the urge to squirm from her naked vulnerability. Open.  (Even as her knees wobble tentatively together, as if trying to shield her decency.) Seele likes her best like this, she thinks, because this is when—despite laying atop of sheets that are more expensive than anything she’s ever owned—it feels the least like she’s fallen for the Supreme Guardian, and more like she’s fallen for Bronya Rand. Which is something she thinks she can live with. Because Seele is too proud to ever get down on her knees for the Supreme Guardian, but she drops onto her belly now without thinking twice about it. She slides down between Bronya’s thighs—as if made to fit there—and slips a leg over each shoulder. Her head turns enough so that she can place a teasing kiss on the pale skin of one thigh. Just enough teeth to make Bronya buck, a decidedly un-lady-like noise escaping her like a yelp. Take that, decorum. Seele: 1; Training for an Exemplar Supreme Guardian: 0 “S-Seele…” Bronya finally manages with a shaky exhale of breath. She’s managed to overcome enough of her own mortification to finally look down at Seele. In her blown out pupils, Seele can read the questions, the wonder, the desire… (Bronya Rand, the Supreme Guardian of the planet, chosen by the Architects and 18 predecessor Guardians, wants her. Wants Seele.) Also there’s the vague glint of reproachment. Right. Right. Appearances matter. As much as Seele wants to tell the world to stuff it. “Don’t worry, princess.”  Seele huffs, grins crookedly up at Bronya. She idly wonders if Bronya will maintain the rigid self control to keep her hands knotted in the sheets, or if her fingers will end up buried in Seele’s hair by the end of this. She wonders how much it will take to get that modicum of propriety to break apart within the privacy of the bedroom. Her grin only grows. “I won’t leave marks where anyone else can see them.” She isn’t sure where they’re going next, what waits outside the door for an orphan who became the Supreme Guardian alongside an orphan who became little more than an Underworld brawler. But as Seele eagerly presses her mouth to slick and heated flesh, she continues chasing it. Like fluttering wings catching a tailwind, she only finds herself wanting more. And she doesn’t ever think she’ll get tired of it.

be at least mine enemy

['elydenaponia']

Mature

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Blade/Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail)

yanqing cameo, Canon Compliant, Unresolved Tension, lovers(?) to enemies(?), doomed by the narrative (me), the tension is romantic and sexual and emotional all at once, the homoeroticisms of being “old friends”, POV Second Person, character study for an unreleased character

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,458

1/1

5

188

29

1,821

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[]

You let them chain your hands with the knowledge that rings true—to Elio’s future and to the glimmering cracks of the memories which remain: General Jing Yuan is not your enemy. The mirror shatters in the back of your mind, distant, the breaking of your self drowned out by the rushing of water that permeates the cell. Small droplets drip down the stone ceiling, the reflection you haven’t quite yet learned to recognize stares back. It’s tinted red, dyed by the blood running down your legs, a bandage hastily wrapped around the wound as the Cloud Knights give you a welcoming befitting of a Stellaron Hunter. You think that it would be easier if you really were a mirror. A shard, a shadow, a figure. He lingers, long gone sparks lighting themselves up on your skin. You would remember. You close your eyes. A red ribbon flutters. - The metal clinks as it rubs the skin on your wrist raw, a twitch of your fingers has both your guards clenching their fingers down onto your arm. If you were another man, perhaps you would laugh. You are a blade, so all you do is look forward. Up and ahead, where the General stands. Jing Yuan, the Divine Foresight, General Arbiter. And once, a long, long time ago— Your friend. His hands are tucked behind his back, eyes downcast, perhaps if the mist in the Shackling Prison were stronger, they would be able to help him pull off that mask of indifference. Your foolish, sentimental friend. The knights quickly let go of you as you continue yourself forward, only stopping once you deem it too dangerous to continue. Your reflection is tinted golden in his eyes. “Do you remember me?” A crack. You breathe, and smile. “I remember…” you say, eyes flicking upwards as something breaks in those horrible eyes of his, “of five people…three must pay a price.” Yes, Jingliu, Dan Heng, and… Yes, you’ve counted, over and over, mulling over the reflection of the stranger who gazes at you. He is not your enemy. “You are not one of them, Jing Yuan.” - “Yanqing,” he calls, “take the soldiers and leave. I will interrogate the prisoner alone.” You slant your head ever so slightly, eyes trailing down the curve of his neck to the crook of his collar, the uniform he dons barely changed over the years. He’s exactly the same, he’s unrecognizable. The unnamed stares back at you in the golden reflection of his eyes, light hair cleanly cut, neatly tied up. His eyes are red all the same. And yet, the unnamed eyes are gentle, like flower petals instead of blood. How…sickening. You take the images in, the you he sees from that view. You’ll forget it, soon. Like you have forgotten everything else. (A lie: while most of your memories have bled out of you, some stubborn pieces cling. The sharp tilt of his eyes, the beauty mark right beneath it. The flecks of brown amongst the gold—one, two, three. You should stop counting. Where has that ever gotten you?) The heavy doors of the interrogation room swings shut, and your friend finally closes his eyes. “Hello, Jing Yuan,” you finally greet, “or should I say…ah, how fortunate it is for us to meet again, general.” Jing Yuan lets his hands fall. “There is no need for such formalities…Blade,” his says your title as if it were a curse. Your naive friend. “I welcome you back to the Luofu,” Jing Yuan says, footsteps echoing closer, “old friend.” - “And what a warm welcome it was,” you turn your eyes downward, a twisted humor igniting in you at the sight of the cuffs. “You are a criminal,” it sounds more like a reminder for him than it is for you. “What do the Stellaron Hunters—no, what do you want from the Alliance, Blade?” You stay silent. “By the order of the Marshal—” “Jing Yuan,” you say, twisting the cuffs off your hands. The metal cuts into your flesh, blood and skin splattering onto the ground. You reach your stain hand out, brushing the fringe out of his face like you did in your memories, a red line drawn, marking where your fingers ghost. You trail your hand past his hair, leaving flecks of red blood on the white strands, before you reach your objective. You twirl the ribbon with your fingers, the softness of it could fool you into thinking that it was brand new. You tug, silver locks spilling down as your eyes meet his. “I am not your enemy.” - “But you are mine,” he says, letting your hand linger. “No,” you say, returning the ribbon, “I’m not.” His hands are deceptively still as he takes your wrists, thumbs pressing down hard enough for your own heartbeat to echo in your ears. “You’re not…” He trails off, uncertain. You stomp your foot, and that is enough for him to twist you around, one hand softly cradling the back of your neck, the other harshly pinning down your body to the wooden table. “Why are you not resisting?” He says, leaning so that his body weight is on top of you, warm breath tingling your ears. “I told you, friend,” you say, relaxing, “I am not your enemy.” “You’re not…” you can see the moment the spell finally breaks, like cracks forming on gold tinted glass, the unnamed stranger disappears from his eyes. You stare back. Dark hair, scarred body, a walking corpse. You wonder if the blood is his or yours. “At the very least,” he says, voice darkening, “you should have the decency to be my enemy.” You don’t answer. It wasn’t a question, anyways. “Blade,” he says, loosening his grip, nearly flinching as his hands leave yours, as if the touch of your skin burns. “Why are you here?” (A laughter rings in your mind. There, in front of you, he sits, his hair is shorter, his shoulders lighter, the ribbon tied loosely as his irises shine amber in the sunlight. Your friend. The bird on his shoulder chirps as he hands you a ceramic cup, it’s blue, with golden clouds. You had been fond of it, this you remember. You can still taste the tea leaves on your tongue. He points to your right, where a branch of red blossoms sway amongst the winds. You raise your cup in, pretending to aim, before he hastily rushes to apologize. You put the cup down. It’s bitter.) “A debt,” you confess, in consideration for an old friend, “until I repay it, I will be here.” “And…after?” You push yourself off the table, making a show of rubbing your wrists. His image is hazy, overlaid by the body of the one who’s calloused hands used to grasp your face. The clothed body that once laid naked with yours. To be his friend you must be able to become his enemy. “Blade,” he says, a touch hysterical, “what comes after the debt?” (You remember, in flashes, long distant dreams. A small planet, sizable enough for society, but small enough to not be embroiled in the politics of the starry skies. There is a house on a hill, and there is a young boy with straw colored hair practicing his sword. His teacher smiles as he accomplishes his form, and they both turn to call for you. You stand beneath the shade of a tree, eyes closed as the breeze blows their calls towards you. There is a house on a hill, with a boy and his sword, and a silver haired man with a red ribbon, they all stand beneath the sun.) “Nothing,” you tell him, “there is nothing after the debt, Jing Yuan.” Your friend sighs, like he was expecting this all along. He pulls back his hair, bringing the ribbon to tie them back in place, before he turns to look at you like you are breaking his heart. You— You take a step closer, your hand, the uninjured one, the unstained one, cups at his jaw. You press a kiss onto his lips, barely a second, chaste and bitter, and he has the audacity to look like you’ve given him all the stars in the sky. “I have to go,” you say. You won’t apologize. “I know,” he says, holding your waist and pulling you close. You allow it. One last time. “How will you talk your way out of letting a Stellaron Hunter escape?” You ask, curious. “Stellaron Hunter?” He says, voice airy, letting you go and turning back to Jing Yuan, the Dozing General, “I just came here to visit a friend.” You stare at him, and he looks back, eyes amused. Ha. You laugh.

Which Do You Want? (gepo/sampard)

['monokupa']

Not Rated

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

707

1/1

3

232

6

2,756

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[]

“You! Stop right there!” the Silvermane guard shouts “Hey, hey..! Let’s talk it out shall we..?” Sampo quickly tried to familiarise himself with his current surroundings, seeing as there was no hope he stiffened up. “Oh..uhm..is Captain Gepard perhaps with you..? He’s a good friend of mine..haha..” As the guards were cornering Sampo, a familiar sight appeared behind them. “Sampo Koski..” Gepard sighs—on the other hand, Sampo’s face started to brighten up “G-Gepard! My best pal..can’t you let an innocent man go?” Gepard’s eyes started to squint, he contemplated for a minute before sighing again “..Let him go.” The guards, as well as Sampo were surprised “But, sir—” before the guard could finish his sentence Gepard quickly stopped him. “It’s fine. Sampo Koski, follow me. You have a lot of explaining to do.” Gepard says as he walks away, Sampo grinned while looking back at the guards leaving them with bitter feelings. “Thanks again pal–” Gepard quickly turns to Sampo's face “W–What..?” Sampo nervously chuckled. “Please, do not call me ‘pal’ when we’re together..” Gepard slightly grunts while looking uncomfortable, Sampo stares at him “Hm, looks like our favourite captain isn’t in the best mood.” Sampo walks closer to Gepard, patting him on the shoulder “Well, I can’t leave a friend hanging like this, what do you feel like doing captain?” “..Don’t be ridiculous.” “Hm? What am I doing that’s ridiculous? You know, I’ll never leave someone who is in this state all by themselves.” Gepard sighed, seeing how he won’t be able to escape Sampo’s hospitality, why not take the chance? Gepard looks back at Sampo “Well, a drink will do.” “Are you sure?” “Huh?” Gepard looks at Sampo with confusion in his eyes “Just a drink? Come on, don’t be shy.” Sampo squinted his eyes slightly, leaving the captain confused. “What else do you want me to ask for? Stop beating around the bush.” Gepard’s eyebrows furrowed. “Hm? Oh, then I guess you really just want a drink. Alright, let’s go then.” Sampo says as he walks ahead of Gepard. “…?” The two make their way into an alleyway that was unfamiliar to Gepard, with more suspicion growing in him the captain stopped walking. Sampo looked behind him, just to see Gepard standing still “What are you doing standing around?” “Where are you taking me?” Gepard glared at Sampo. “H-hey..? What’s with the scary look..it’s a shortcut to the bar..” Sampo says while avoiding eye contact. “Shortcut? You know I’m familiar with Belobog’s layout, you can’t fool me.” Gepard sighed while the guy in front of him started to sweat nervously, he relaxed himself before walking over to Sampo. “H-Hmm..? Yes..what is it?” “I told you to not beat around the bush, I know your motives here. Did you think you were fooling anyone?” “Motives..? What motives could I possibly have with you captain?” “These kinds of motives.” Gepard placed his left hand on Sampo’s chin, pushing it upwards, making intense eye contact. Sampo’s eyes widened in fascination. “Ha..haha, I’m glad you think this way captain but I’m afraid this time this wasn’t my motive.” “..Huh?” Gepard slowly turned red from embarrassment and quickly let go of his chin while backing away, Sampo chuckled lightly. “I’m quite surprised with you today, are you disappointed now?” Gepard tried to calm down before answering,he cleared his throat “..Nonsense, I’m starting to doubt you’re here to get me a drink.” “Not at all, you seemed to be pretty depressed earlier so I was thinking of holding back with the teasing, turns out it really is impossible when you’re this cute captain.” “Cute—? Ahem..enough with this. If you don’t need me anymore I’ll get going.” Sampo quickly grabbed Gepard’s hand “Hey now, I just told you I was gonna get you a drink. Are you going to leave now?” Gepard looked into Sampo’s eyes that were shining, almost as if the words he said were genuine for once. “Or did you want the other thing instead?” “N—No! I mean..ugh, let’s get this over with..” Gepard quickly walked away towards the bar, Sampo stared at him, noticing his bright red ears from behind. “Haha, isn’t that just adorable?”

for you, angels have fallen

['SalomeSevenVeils']

Teen And Up Audiences

Gen, M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Feng | Previous Imbibitor Lunae/Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail)

Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Feng | Previous Imbibitor Lunae (Honkai: Star Rail)

Written before 1.1 Update, Implied Relationships, Pre-Relationship, this came to me in a dream (leaks), i had to get this out before canon debunks this, Guilt, referenced self-mutilation, it's dragon people bullshit, there is also pining i think

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,070

1/1

12

301

44

2,365

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[]

The first night in the cell, wearied by loss and weighed down by the awareness that nothing can ever again be what it was, he dreams. It is not a deep one, the vividly fragmented ones about the Permanence he has had since he was a tiny handful of scales, shaking shells from his skull. The dream is more fanciful than he ever has before, whirlwinds that drop away into a murky red and leave only a lingering sorrow behind. As if his soul is tearing itself loose into flight, wandering through the darkness between the stars as it searches for a nameless salvation. (Blood unfurls its fluttering wings onto white silk, white as bone. a night-blooming flower, slowly wilting. Long fingers wrapping around his neck, white, pale fingers—like his own. Clever fingers. They are made in war, as he is. As they all are. Nothing more, nothing less.) He wakes to the moon shining clearly through the window, and he can see the Ambrosial Arbor silhouetted against the stars now the mist has cleared. His lip is wet and when he licks it, he tastes blood, as if someone's teeth had grazed it in a kiss. He doesn’t dare to close his eyes again. On the third night, he gains a visitor. Artificial light sharpens the angularity of Jing Yuan’s features, his blade-like gaze. Shadows painted beneath those once bright eyes. In moments of stillness, he can hear the faint staccato that cloaks itself within the human skin, a song of thunder rumbling and popping as they strike, electricity burbling in the marrow. “A verdict has been reached already?” He says. “I expected the Ten-Lords Commission to take longer.” Although, it isn’t too surprising that they would move fast for a sin of this caliber. Jing Yuan doesn’t answer. A light frown marred his features. “Am I wrong, then?” He continues in the silence. “And, this is just a visit?” Silvery strands frame the unforgiving set of Jing Yuan’s face. Yellow light shatters over his face, but fails to give his expression any warmth. It strikes him with a wrongness he itches to wipe away. His hand flattens on the forcefield between them. Ashes on his tongue, the taste of goodbye. “Answer me, Jing Yuan.” “Your punishment,” Jing Yuan finally breathes, “is permanent exile after going through forced hatching rebirth. You will never be allowed to step foot on any territory belonging to the Xianzhou Alliance ever again. The announcement has been forwarded to the whole Hexafleet.” Jing Yuan’s voice carries no inflection; the statement does not require an explanation or justification. But something is there in those words. A warning. An instruction. There is no room for disagreement. It simply must be understood. For a moment, everything seems suspended. Then, Jing Yuan blinks as a clawed fist breaks on the transparent wall, leaving a smear of red. “What did you do?” He hisses. His tail flicks in agitation and creates a muffled thump against the wooden floor. “There is no way the Ten Lords would agree with that punishment. You know what I have done. How could—” “The decision has been made,” Jing Yuan repeats. “Your sentencing will be carried out in two days time.”  He feels a thought stir in his mind, unformed and heavy. “Is this decision what all six Generals and ten Lords agreed upon, or is it your own?” He leans close, his hand blots out the blood. For the first time, Jing Yuan’s expression flickers, coldness replaced with something like disquiet determination. Jing Yuan smiles, but his eyes show nothing. A clear answer. He sometimes wondered how it would feel to be under the Heavenly Spear’s eye as an enemy. Little did he know he would face it as a friend. He thinks he would rather be an enemy, because this is so much worse. “You know what they will demand of you after this blatant disregard of their authority.” He has to say even though he knows nothing he says or does will change the outcome. “I am not worth it.” “I’m the one who can decide what is worthy,” Jing Yuan only just smiles again. He sees the split second of resignation, then golden eyes are opaque once more. There are a myriad of things he wants to say - to do, now that he knows he will soon forget everything. Yet, every word he has saved would inevitably melt into nothingness. It's best to let things be. Jing Yuan is intelligent enough to get out of troubles he gets himself in.  “I understand,” the acquiescence draws bitterness to surface beneath his sternum, acrid at the back of his throat. His voice does not sound like his own. “However, I have one request.” “What is it?” Jing Yuan always spoke with a measure of restraint, even within the confines of his estate. Always composed, not always dignified. But here, without prying eyes, Jing Yuan’s question is spoken softly, gently coaxing. Nothing like the stern, near-unreadable demeanor that cloaked his countenance minutes before. He gives Jing Yuan a wan, tight smile. “I wish to perform the rebirth process myself.” On the fifth night, the field around his cell is deactivated. He has not slept since the first.  The hands that gave him the ritual dagger are clenched to the point of bloodlessness, the tendons twitching and bucking against the casing of skin. Over the years, those hands have saved him so many times. Those hands always ensured he made it home—maybe not hale, but whole. He looks at Jing Yuan for a long moment. He, too, will forget them. He feels his palms curl, involuntarily, into claws, feels a phantom weight between them. It would be wise to carry on the ritual now. But, a weakness of character—he seems to be full of them nowadays—leads him to press a kiss to the back of one hand like an apology, or maybe a selfish farewell.   “Enough.”  And just like that, reality rushes back. Cool fingers touch his jaw, the barest brush of skin against skin. One heartbeat goes by. Then another. Jing Yuan's hand is still cupping his cheek. His body has not moved away. With an effort, he finally forces himself to lean back, shaking Jing Yuan away with a toss of his head.  “Forgive me.” With warmth lingering on his lips and iron cooling his scales, he begins.

Don't worry, cause in the end I'll be loving you.

['SYCINTIL']

Not Rated

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Not Beta Read, Idiots in Love, I'm Bad At Tagging, Why Did I Write This?, Homosexuality, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Help, Gay Panic, What Was I Thinking?, Light Angst

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

830

1/1

3

228

12

3,412

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[]

  Dan Heng jolted up from his dream, a sudden and unexpecting one. He shudders slightly, but the door doesn't stop knocking. “Dan Heng, you there?” Caelus's voice came from the other side of the door. The black-haired male pursed his lips, keeping quiet.   He heard a few footsteps leaving, as though Caelus had left the area. ---   It hadn't been long since Kafka told the Astral Express Crew about the stellaron in Xianzhou Luofu, and that her partner, Blade had been arrested there. Telling them to make a ‘detour’ of sorts, which March 7th was completely against.   “He's not answering me,” he told March, who only giggled in response. “Us trailblazers are like that! We can stay up for days, but when we can finally rest, we really hit the hay,” she replied in a cheery tone.   Still, Caelus felt that there was something wrong. “Give me a moment, March. I'll be right ba-..”    Just as he was about to check up on Dan Heng, he miraculously popped up from behind, looking at the two. “Well, well. Look who's up!” March nudged him gently, but he stood as still as stone and crossed his arms, silent.   Caelus looked at him, to which Dan Heng did the same as they shared eye contact. “You okay?” “Mhm.”   He smiled, nudging Dan Heng playfully like how March 7th had done, noticing that this time, he flinched. What he didn't notice was that the black-haired male had blush growing on his cheeks. ---     The Astral Express crew ended up voting if they would go to Xianzhou Luofu, to which all of them said yes except Dan Heng.   “Hey, I thought you'd say no!” Caelus teasingly knocked March 7th on the head.   “Eh-heh.. Uhh, hey! Dan Heng! Are you gonna join us again this time?” she sheepishly asked, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.   “..No. I'll stay back this time.” he replied with a cold tone. It wasn't weird for him to act like this, but Caelus felt that something was off.   ---   In the end, Welt, March 7th and Caelus would head out to Xianzhou Luofu with Himeko and Dan Heng staying back at the Astral Express.   The train was going to make the jump soon, but Caelus decided to head over to Dan Heng's room and ask if anything was up. How he had flinched at the mentions of Xianzhou Luofu and some person named ‘Blade.’   He didn't knock, and instead walked in, only to find Dan Heng reading a book. “What do you need?” he asked.   “I was just wondering why you were acting so off today..” Caelus replied, sitting down next to him. “Its nothing,” he quickly replied, putting in effort to focus on the book instead of Caelus's questions.   Yet, the Caelus continued; “Seriously, Dan Heng, It's fine. You can tell me if anything's bothering you,” he grabbed onto the Dan Heng's hand, holding it gently.   It seemed like that was the breaking point for him.   Dan Heng stood up, pulling Caelus up with him too as he dropped the book to slap the grey- haired male away. A piercing look was on his face as it ignored the bruise he made on Caelus's arm.   “Agh..” he groaned a bit, covering the bruise with his other hand as he looked back at Dan Heng, who seemingly started to calm down a bit and realize that he had injured Caelus.   “You.. I.. You should leave, Caelus. Just go with the others.” he advised, stilling his face as he did his best to have it void of emotions as he stepped back.   Caelus only gave an even more worried look, but just as he was about to leave, the Astral Express made its jump, and he fell.   Well, fell into Dan Heng's arm when he reached out for him, as they both exclaimed, hitting against the railing and into the bed, knocking the bookshelves while they were at it.   The two were left breathless, with Caelus getting off Dan Heng, dusting himself off while Dan Heng stayed in that most likely uncomfortable position, shocked.   Caelus looked at the frozen man, laughing a bit. “..Apologies, Caelus,” Dan Heng gathered himself once again, shaking his head as they both looked at each other.   He felt a rush of boldness run through his veins, as Caelus bent forward and gave a light kiss on Dan Heng's lips.   Just like how he would have done that to Caelus himself the first time they met.   “I'm probably gonna head off now.. But, seriously, Dan Heng. Please tell me about why you were so– Ahk!”   Caelus winced, noticing that the other had punched him square in the cheek with the most bland expression ever. After that, he kissed it, leaving Caelus confused and flustered. “..Dont exhaust yourself too much. You should go before March 7th starts calling you,” he coughed, standing up, looking normal as ever. (except for the intensely red blush on his face.)   “Alright then, Dan Heng.”

It’s so little a reaction (it feels like an achievement)

['ArchWriter']

General Audiences

Gen, M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Welt Yang, Pom-Pom (Honkai: Star Rail)

CPR turned kissing, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Boys Kissing, Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail), Slow Build, Post-Jarilo-VI Trailblaze Missions (Honkai: Star Rail), Pining, Mutual Pining, Longing, Caelus struggles to remember his past, But decides it doesn't matter

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

3,263

1/1

8

262

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The first thing he remembers is Kafka. He’s out of it for the most part: she tells him about how she’ll be leaving him, how he’ll have to figure out his life from now on, meet people, find friends, and make decisions that leave him with no regrets. She asks him if it’s a future he wants. He doesn’t remember what he answers her with. He supposes it doesn’t matter much in the long run anyway; there are more important things to do, and even more pressing things to worry about. ~ If asked, the second thing he remembers is meeting March 7th and Dan Heng. It’s the story of how they met after all: Caelus, passed out in a random hallway on Herta’s Space Station, found by the two Astral Express members fighting the Antimatter Legion. They hit it off fantastically well, as noted by Himeko, and even Caelus can acknowledge the ease of how the three of them just fit. He doesn’t remember much, but he knows how right this feels. After resolving the issue at the Space Station, it hadn’t been a difficult choice to go with March and Dan Heng when Himeko asked him if he wanted to be a member of the Astral Express. There was nothing that held him in the Space Station: just a memory of a woman leaving him and the promise of interest from a genius known to discard her toys when she grows uninterested in them. It’s a decision he knows he won’t regret. ~ The first night on the Express, he doesn’t have a room yet. Himeko had apologized for the lack of accomodations, but Caelus finds he doesn’t mind it. The couches are comfortable, and the view of the stars outside is a welcome scenery. Welt has suggested that maybe he can room with someone for the meantime, but Caelus only shook his head. “It’s alright, I’m okay. At least, as long as Pompom is okay with it?” Their cute mascot of a conductor only beams at him. “Pompom doesn’t mind! The Astral Express is a smooth sailing operation – as long as you don’t make a mess in the lounge, you can stay here until your room is ready!” He’s fine with the couch, and he can wait until he has his own room. That night, he falls asleep to the soft music from the lounge’s phonograph. ~ Truthfully, he doesn’t mind the thought of rooming with March – they’re friends now, and the bubbly girl is as amicable to company as they come. Caelus feels strongly for March, even before that time he saved her from the Doomsday Beast at Herta’s Space Station. Her bright happy face is the one of the second things he remembers after waking up – and it’s this easy camaraderie between them that sends him a feeling of comfort in her company. He respects other people’s boundaries for privacy though, and he wouldn’t want to impose on her. It’s the same reason why he shot down the idea of rooming with Dan Heng – he hasn’t known him for too long, but he knows with certainty that Dan Heng is a guy with his own secrets to keep. He can respect the distance he puts up, as long as he doesn’t push him away. ~ But if Caelus is being honest, it’s Dan Heng he wants to be closest with. He can’t explain why. ~ Caelus watched as Seele and Bronya bond over their shared past overlooking Rivet Town. He walked away from them, giving the two some privacy. If he’s honest, it’s not only giving them privacy that’s pushed him to give them some distance; it’s the swelling feeling inside him that aches at the now easy way the two women talk to each other. They had been so antagonistic at first: Seele, so quick to judge someone from the Overworld, and Bronya, unwilling to take criticism of the Silvermane Guards she leads. What started in conflict had given way to comfort; their newly discovered shared history bridging ideals and outlooks had finally met in the middle, giving them a solid ground to stand on together. It’s so unlike his own easy friendship with March, but loosely similar to his and Dan Heng’s. Between the three of them, March has always been the chattiest, sometimes tactless that breeds initial misunderstadings, while Dan Heng opted to only speak when he deemed necessary to voice his opinion. Caelus himself struggled to communicate with people, he’s learned: not sure when he should give a serious answer or a silly one, or to just keep silent at all. Between the three of them, they find that they balance each other out nicely: keeping March in line, softening Dan Heng’s intensity, and helping Caelus parse through conversations he’s not sure about most of the time. He doesn’t like it that he doesn’t remember much, struggling to find his voice through conversations he isn’t sure how to navigate. March oftentimes vibes with his unserious quips to lighten the mood, but its Dan Heng who usually keeps him on track. He finds himself deferring to the black-haired man when he’s unsure, as does March, but Caelus’ dependence on Dan Heng stems from a need to know what this man is thinking. Dan Heng often just quirks either a brow at them or a small smile, letting Caelus decide for the most part as this was his first Trailblazing expedition. He likes the way Dan Heng makes him feel like he’s a person capable of making decisions, that he has a voice that can be heard. He likes it when he says something and makes him smile, that small upward curve of his lips betraying amusement. It’s so little a reaction; it feels like an achievement. ~ “Come on! We gotta take some more pictures before we leave!” March bounded ahead of them, camera at the ready. After Bronya’s succession ceremony, a lot of the Underworlders have flocked aboveground to become part of the world once more. Caelus has seen March take pictures with multiple people at some point – Natasha and Oleg, Clara and Mr. Svarog, even Caelus being swarmed by Hook and the kids from The Moles. There had been pictures of them and Serval during a street performance, the selfie they took with a stiff-smiling Gepard, and even a distant picture of Bronya on the platform. It had been a busy day. “You should take it easy – you’re not fully recovered yet.” “I’m pretty sure Natasha cleared me good to go,” Caelus smiled at Dan Heng, walking beside him. After the fight with Cocolia, Caelus had collapsed the night after they told everyone about the Stellaron being sealed away. According to Natasha, Caelus had suffered some internal injuries that had been aggravated after their moving around after the huge fight, which caused him to fall into a quick coma-like state. It’s a miracle honestly, that Caelus has even recovered in just a few hours to attend Bronya’s ceremony. Regardless of his apparent recovery, his two friends had made it their mission to stick close to him until he gets a proper checkup at the Astral Express. It’s with this incident that Caelus has learned two things: one, is that March is a lot better at hiding her worry than she lets on. She’s just as bubbly and cheerful as always, excitable at every new and interesting thing to see in Belobog, but she’s never more than a few feet away from him in case he “collapses” or something. The second one is that, for all that Dan Heng is the silent man with a mysterious past, he’s actually terrible at hiding his concern. Dan Heng has barely left his side all morning, never more than three feet away from him when walking. He would fuss over him in that silent manner whether he should walk closer or maintain a distance, which Caelus finds both endearing and irritating. He decided he’s had enough of it, so he grabbed Dan Heng’s wrist and pulled him close beside him. Caelus gave Dan Heng a solid look, silently willing him to just stay close if he’s going to keep fussing. The black-haired man’s face betrayed no emotion other than a slight widening of his eyes, but otherwise, he doesn’t pull away. (Dan Heng’s ears are notoriously red as Caelus held his wrist in his hand, but he attributes it to the cold – despite the Stellaron’s problem being solved, the Eternal Freeze over Jarilo-VI has yet to abate.) March gives them a strange look when she sees them, before her face morphs into one of familiar mischief. “Smile for the camera lovebirds!” He doesn’t realize until later the ease at which he slides his hand from Dan Heng’s wrist and snakes his arm around the other man’s waist. He doesn’t understand why he says “cheese!” for the camera as March takes the shot. He doesn’t remember Dan Heng’s reaction, or the way his hand returns to the man’s wrist again as he pulls him over to where March has bounded over next. But he remembers the smell of wood and steel, the warmth of a body settling next to him. He remembers warm breaths puffing at his neck, the feeling of eyes on him. ~ “I’m sorry, we’re still clearing out one of the compartments to be your room. I promise it’ll be ready by tomorrow!” Aboard the Astral Express and ready for their next jump, Caelus found himself in the same dilemma once more. “It’s fine Himeko, I can stay at the lounge again. I don’t…really have much of anything on me to need a room anyway.” It’s true; apart from the knick knacks and random trash he’s kept in his convenient spatial inventory, he doesn’t really have anything to call his own possessions. He’s seen March’s room filled with her own stuff and souvenirs, and he’s seen Dan Heng’s room that doubles as the train’s data room, organized and neat despite the many records stored inside. Caelus… doesn’t own anything to his name to even fill a room. (He doesn’t like the idea of sleeping in a room as empty as his memory and history – it feels too much to be reminded that he has nothing.) Welt slanted him a pursed look. “I’m certain the lounge is more than comfortable for another night’s sleep, but maybe you should ask March or Dan Heng if they can spare you for the night.” “No, really, it’s fine, I’m okay,” Caelus began to assure them, before he felt someone walk up behind him. “He can room with me until his room is ready.” Caelus turned around to see Dan Heng looking at him intently. He misses the looks of surprise Himeko and Welt wear, giving each other a questioning look. “Very well then,” Welt voiced slowly, as if unsure but still glad at the outcome, “Caelus, you are welcome to share rooms with Dan Heng for the moment.” “Quite unexpected though,” Caelus heard Himeko murmur to herself, “never expected someone as private as you to be willing to share a room with someone you only just met.” Apparently Himeko wasn’t as silent as she assumed, as Dan Heng replied. “We’ve been on one successful Trailblaze expedition. He’s… at least a friend.” Himeko only gave them a crooked smile, like she knew something they didn’t. “A friend. Of course.” ~ “Are you sure you don’t mind sharing your room with me?” “I wouldn’t have offered if I hadn’t been okay with it.” Caelus watched as Dan Heng rearranged his sleeping area to accommodate two mattresses for them to sleep on. He had expected to be given his own mattress to lay in, but he didn’t expect that they’d be sleeping beside each other. Dan Heng didn’t strike him as the type to share sleeping space in such close quarters with someone he just met – one Trailblaze expedition together or not. They barely know anything about each other – hell, Caelus barely knew anything about himself – but at the core of it, he and Dan Heng have each other’s back. Maybe…maybe that’s enough, for now. “We should go to bed soon, you need to rest.” Caelus is snapped from his own thoughts and looked at Dan Heng stripping off his coat and vestments. He felt warmth rise to his cheeks for some reason, but somehow, he knows that seeing someone strip down to their most comfortable clothes feels somehow intimate. Domestic, in a way that just simple friends aren’t. He peeled off his coat and folded it over one of Dan Heng’s chairs. He strips most of his clothes, using his spatial inventory to instantaneously change into more comfortable sleeping clothes – something he’s discovered while staying at the hotels in Belobog – and approached the bed. He doesn’t miss the way Dan Heng stiffened when he looked at him, so close with so little on, as he plopped himself down on his bed and breathing out a huge sigh. He felt more than saw Dan Heng relaxing, slowly settling himself down on his side of the bed. “You’re fussing again,” Caelus smiled, teasingly. “You took a stab wound to the chest, made a connection with Qlipoth, the Aeon of Preservation, and then battled it out with a Stellaron-possessed maniac – I hope you realize I am worrying about you a regular amount,” the man replied in a dry voice. “I’m fine now. You should take a page out of March’s book – she’s definitely taken things in stride.” “I’ve known March for a while now,” Dan Heng’s voice pitched low, “and just because she doesn’t appear to be worried doesn’t mean she doesn’t worry at all. You had passed out so many times during our stay in Jarilo-VI, snuck off when both of us were asleep to a Fragmentum-infested settlement, and done plenty of reckless things. March and I worry a lot, we just express it in different ways.” Caelus doesn’t have an answer to that. “I know. But I’ll be fine. I wish you didn’t worry so much.” Even in the dark, he could make out Dan Heng’s pinched expression. “…I’ll still worry. We’re...we’re friends, aren’t we?” It’s a strange feeling, Caelus finds, to be saying to someone that they don’t need to worry. It feels familiar in his mouth, the way the words roll over his tongue like he’s said the exact same thing plenty of times before. But the way Dan Heng’s words fill his ears felt new, like he hadn’t heard it before. “We’re friends, aren’t we?” He realizes he likes it, but it could be more too. Maybe. Maybe? “Yeah. We’re friends.” Dan Heng’s lips curve upward, a small private smile meant for just the two of them. It’s so little a reaction; it feels like an achievement. “Good night, Dan Heng.” “Good night, Caelus.” ~ When Caelus woke up, it’s to the feeling of warmth. It took him a moment to recall where he was, and when he does, he looked down to see himself with a mouthful of black hair. It doesn’t take much to understand his position. He felt Dan Heng’s soft breathing curl upon his breastbone, warm and soft, comfortable and at peace. His strong arms went around Caelus’ torso, trapping him in an embrace that would be hard to escape from without waking the other. Their legs were tangled, seeking warmth away from the sheets they have subconsciously shucked off the night before. This time, he took in the smell of wood and steel, the warmth of a body settling next to him. He commits to memory the warm breaths puffing at his neck, the feeling of solid trust of being in someone’s arms. Caelus decided to hug him back. He closed his eyes, and falls back to sleep. ~ When he felt a presence shift above him, he wakes up ready. The first thing Caelus sees is lips. He felt more than saw the pair of arms bracketing his chest, like arms separating from an embrace. He smells wood and steel, and sees wide green eyes above him. He registers the red face hovering inches above him, paralyzed from discovering he’s awake. He sees Dan Heng’s lips, parted in surprise. His lips looked soft. ~ If asked, the second thing he remembers is meeting March 7th and Dan Heng. It’s the story of how they met after all: Caelus, passed out in a random hallway on Herta’s Space Station, found by the two Astral Express members fighting the Antimatter Legion. But if they were trying to pick at something specific, the exact memory of the second thing he remembers, it’s Dan Heng’s lips. He’s wondered about it all this time; what that CPR meant, and what Dan Heng was supposed to do before March shoved him out of the way. In a way, the second thing he remembers is Dan Heng’s warm breath inches from his lips, right before reality settled in and the three of them fell into their easy friendship. He still wonders about it, the way he would look at Dan Heng’s lips and be contented with the small upward curves he gives, private smiles given like a secret. ~ He wonders about it now. “Caelus, you’re awake,” Dan Heng’s voice was still rough with sleep. Caelus felt himself shiver. He’d like to hear more that voice. “Sorry about this, I’m just gonna –” “Dan Heng,” in contrast, Caelus’ voice sounded breathless, “I don’t…understand much. Or know much. But this…you trust me right?” “I do,” came his quick reply. “And I trust you too,” Caelus replied back. “So…don’t stop here. I’m not imagining things…right?” “…” “…right?” “…No.” Caelus felt his hands climb around Dan Heng’s neck. “Then finish what you started.” He sees Dan Heng’s eyes blow wide, knowing exactly what he’s talking about. “Have you always wondered about it?” “I thought I was obvious about it.” He felt Dan Heng chuckle above him. “Yeah?” “I’m a little breathless at the moment,” Caelus tried to joke, “maybe you could give me a hand?” Dan Heng’s lips curve upward, a small amused smile meant for just the two of them. It’s so little a reaction – And then Caelus forgets to breathe, and feels warm lips meet his. He feels his own lips slant upwards, and smiles into the kiss. ~ Now this. This feels like an achievement. ~ When Caelus moves into his new room that day, it’s outfitted with the basics: a bed, a desk table and chair, and a closet. There isn’t much inside, but Himeko has enthusiastically given him free reign to decorate his space as he sees fit. There is of course, some personal décor on his desk already. March had printed and framed a few pictures of him from Jarilo-VI – him with Natasha, The Moles, and selfies and group shots with newfound friends. There’s even a group shot when Caelus first boarded the Express: him, March, Dan Heng, Himeko, Welt, and Pompom smiling for the camera. But Caelus’ favorite is this: it’s a picture of him and Dan Heng, his arms around the black haired man. He looks so happy in the picture, so unlike the empty man he first believed himself to be, and beside him was a flustered looking Dan Heng, completely red in the face, but still smiling softly for posterity. He doesn’t know what kind of future he’s heading towards, but he knows, no matter what else he remembers, or doesn’t remember, this is a choice he won’t regret. He doesn’t know much, but he knows how right this feels.

Nothing will stop my love for you (even if I am in a hospital bed)

['Soldlifetohoyoverse']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/F, Gen

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Mentioned Himeko - Character

Friends to Lovers, Idk how i wrote this in an hour or smth send help please i beg, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Fluff, i love them, rizzler stelle, Dan heng was probs off on a date with caelus, Hospitals, Sickfic???? Does this count as one? We shall never know, No Beta We Die Like Himeko

English

2023-05-07

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2023-05-07

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March wondered how long it would take, Stelle had gotten hurt severely during their trip to Belobog, and was currently in the hospital. March sighed, and looked at the time, still 2 pm, she kept looking at her phone so much—others would have started to worry she was clinically online, or whatever. Her mind wanderered back to how she found Stelle injured in the snow, surrounded by Silvermane guards. ☆ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘨, 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘬𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘤𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘈𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦—𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘜𝘨𝘩! 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘪𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘏𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧.. 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 (𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳) 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰—𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵!?! 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦?!! 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨? 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳—𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱, 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘖𝘩 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩... ☆ She opened her eyes, It had only been a few minutes but she was already getting impatient—if she had not been caught up in her thoughts so much maybe, just maybe, Stelle wouldn't be in this hospital right now. If only she had been a bit quicker... She sighed again for what felt like the 10th time this hour, she had nothing better to do than to wait until the doctors say she can go and visit Stelle. She really needs to apologize to her... March put her head on her hands and looked around the wating room, nothing out of the ordinary, patients here and there, people getting admitted to the hospital, People wating for their loved ones—Hey wait! If other were wating for their loved ones here wouldn't Stelle also count as HER loved one?? She blushed at the thought, where the hell could she make up something so blindly like that! Stelle was just her friend, is she knew all the things March had thought about her, she would be done for! She decided that was a thought for a later day, and continued looking around, everything was still normal, some new patients had arrived and this one doctor was walking suspiciously fast towards her... Hey wait! That's Stelle's doctor! She sat straight looking at the doctor, accepting the worst, would Stelle not make it? Would she suffer memory loss like her and forget who March was and all the things they have done be forg— "You are March 7th correct?" The doctor looked March up and down, before settling on looking at her face. "Yes I am! Is Stelle okay? Is there in bad news? Will I be able to see her agia—" March started rambling but the doctor quickly stopped her "No no! Don't worry she's find, I was just here to tell you that you can go see her now, since she has regained conscious, nothing bad as happened" After the doctor finished explaining March breathed a sign of relief, Nothing bad happened after all! "Which room is she in I have to go see her now!" She yelled so loudly that she good a few faces turning towards her to find out what all this commotion was about. "Miss please don't yell this is a hospital—And she is in the 7th room to the right—Hey wait where are you going!? I haven't finished explaining! Kids these days I swear..." March ran so fast that the time she reached the door, she was completely out of breath. She opened the door to see Stelle staring at her. It felt as if her whole world stopped at that single moment, was she mad at her? If so what would she do? "Are you going to keep standing there or something? Atleast say hi or whatever" March was broken out of her thoughts, and scrambled to make a reply, "Ah! Well I was worried about you silly! It seems getting injured so bad hasn't changed you even one bit at all!" Stelle laughed at March reply, her eyes shone with something soft, and inviting, it seemed she couldn't take her gaze of March. "It would take alot to change me" March said something about her being worried but it was barely audible, but neverless she continued and walked towards an empty seat beside Stelle. "I want to thank you for saving me back there" She looked at March, her eyes looked beautiful in the light of the hospital room, it would look even better if it was in the sunlight. March have a nervous laugh, "Don't worry about it! I'm just glad your okay!" She omitted the part where she was sorry for not helping sooner, but that would have to wait. She didn't want so cry infront of her friend and crus—Hold on Stelle isn't her crush! Just her close friend! A very visible blush crept onto her face, as she tried to gaslight herself into believing that no, she DID NOT like the person sitting literal centimeters beside her. "Hey are you good? You know I'm still here right? You've been blushing the whole time you've been here you know." Stelle's voice broke March out of her thoughts (again), as she gave a soft laugh. March scrambled to find words and all she could let out was a pathetic sorry, but her worry got worst when Stelle started to laugh. Was she going to make fun of her? Or something worst? Or— "Your really cute when you blush you know, maybe I should try and make you blush more!" I—WHAT?? Did Stelle just flirt with her? Or was she fucking stupid? March sat their dumbfounded, flabbergasted, bewildered. Stelle sat up, and put her face right infront of March, She froze up. "I'm not joking—if you think that's what I'm doing here" She looked March directly in the eyes. "I have been trying to indirectly FLIRT with you for aeons knows how long! You have never and I mean never picked up on any of them—Aeons.. sometimes your so stupid but that's what makes you so adorable" Stelle took March's face in her hands, and put a light kiss on her lips. March basically lost it at that point, because WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED! she was a few minutes ago wondering is Stelle would ever forgive her, or if she hated her, and now SHE JUST CONFESSED TO HER?? Damm the Aeons and their sorcery! Maybe she should have stayed frozen in those crystals for another hundred years or so. "You like me??!" "Was me kissing you not enough proof, or do you want me to kiss you again to prove that I like you?" March looked at Stelle there was a hint of a slight smirk on her face, but nothing could be said for certain. "What does this make us now?" March asked softly "Whatever you want it to be, I can be your girlfriend, partner, or.. do you want me to be your wife instead?" "LETS TALK ABOUT THAT LATER SHALL WE?" March yelled at the top of her lungs, she was sure the entire building could hear her, but she couldn't much. Her heart was beating so fast that she was sure if Stelle did anything more she would combust into a ray of blue, pink and white confetti. Stelle giggled at her response, and kissed March again, who promptly returned it back this time. When they broke of there kiss, there was a different kind of softness between them, something which none of them had ever felt before. Stelle smiled, and as they continued talked more, it seemed that this day had turned from worst to one of the best day they would ever experience. .   .   .   "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU TWO CONFESSED WHILE I WAS GONE??"

Boredom

['Solomonense']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

jing yuan/blade (honkai: star rail), Jing Yuan/Ren (Honkai: Star Rail)

Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade (Honkai: Star Rail)

Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Top Jing Yuan/Bottom Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Dubious Consent, Light Bondage, Overstimulation, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Not Beta Read, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Fluff and Smut

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

2,379

1/1

9

728

66

10,352

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[]

Blade slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids felt heavy and he needed to blink several times before regaining sight. The first thing he noticed was how comfortable the surface he was lying on. Soft. Once his vision adapted to the luminosity of the room, he then realized the room temperature was quite warm. And also poorly lit. He wanted to sit up but something restrained him. His arms were bound behind his back. From his arms to his wrists. It didn’t feel as thick as a rope. Judging from the burn on his skin, it was something thinner. More like… a ribbon ? He tugged at his bids, testing the water. Whoever tied him up really wanted to keep him in place, he thought. Realizing there was no room to free his arms, he tried to move his legs. Even if they weren’t tied, they were weak. And he barely could move them. He grunted. The whole situation triggered his survival instinct. And it told him to get out of here as soon as possible despite the cozy atmosphere. “You’re finally awake” The voice that emerged took him off guard. He didn’t notice someone was here with him. He looked up and huffed when he saw Jing Yuan. He was sitting on a chair next to the bed, legs crossed, a book in his hand, leisurely turning the page but not really paying attention. He realized the man wasn’t wearing his armor. Blade frowned. “What’s the meaning of this, general ?” He asked, even if he already knew the implication. Jing Yuan didn’t respond and stood. After a few steps he sat on the bed, hovering dangerously over his prisoner. He didn’t react as his massive stature invaded his sight. But, when the silver haired brushed his knuckles on his cheeks, he flinched. There was something very intimate in the way he caressed his face, almost as if they were lovers. It was unsettling. He gulped as the fingers trailed lower to land on his throat. “It’s been a long time since I got some entertainment” he whispered to his ear. It was a lie. He didn’t consider Blade as an entertainment at all. In fact, the moment he saw him chained by the guards, it awakened something inside of him that he buried a long time ago. Like a poor bird trapped in a cage. His long lost sword brother and childhood friend he longed for so long. It pained him to see what he had become and how he barely remembered him. But since he’s the one who got his custody, he decided to use it as an opportunity to get close to the man he used to know. A desperate attempt to gather the crumbs of their former relationship. “Entertain me tonight and I’ll grant you mercy” he continued, caressing his jaw. It sounded cruel to blackmail him that way. But it was the only excuse he came up with that wouldn’t give in to his selfish desires. Even if it already sounded really selfish. “Hahahaha” Blade’s laughter echoed in the room. The general remained stoic. Deep down, he could feel the sarcastic tone of his voice. It was somehow comforting, to know the man he used to know was still there. Even if he was in a twisted form. “So that’s how the Xian Zhou’s general was behind closed doors ? A per…” Jing Yuan squeezed his throat, silencing him. His eyes shot him a furious look and if look could kill, he would have died on the spot. He decided to ignore him and kept squeezing his throat while his other hand wandered. Scarlet eyes followed the hand that unbuttoned the front of his shirt. Revealing the pale skin that was painted with gruesome scars and blood trails. The blonde frowned. He was used to these, but it truly pained him to see so many of them on his skin. Once he stripped him from his top, he unconsciously leaned in and left light kisses on each wound. Muscle memory, I guess. Blade froze. Still, he remained silent since his throat was still in his grip. He simply took a deep breath and let the man pursue his onslaught on his chest. Occasionally planting his fangs in his skin, enough to leave marks. Jing Yuan’s hands wandered to his crotch. With one swift move, the button was undone and his pants were pushed down his ankles. Spurting out his cock and in full display. He grunted. He was so focused on maintaining his composure he didn’t realize he was hard. “You gave me something, did you ?” he asked, irritated as his body reacted to his enemy’s touch. “I didn’t” he responded, not wanting to elaborate further. He didn’t want to tell him he passed out from the cold in his cell and, pitying him, he ended up bringing him to his room. This was something Blade didn’t need to know. His thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind at the sight of his cock, hard and leaking. At least, his body remembers me. He spread his legs apart and slotted himself comfortably in between. Gathering the drops of precum on his fingers, he coated his cock with the translucent liquid. Once his hand was slick enough, he wrapped it around his cock and started to stroke it. “Hm.. !” Blade jolted and his head fell back on the bed. The frictions sent sudden waves of pleasure to his brain. He breathed heavily, with unsteady gasps. Still, he didn’t want to release any sounds. He wanted to bite his lips to prevent him from moaning but Jing Yuan pushed his thumb inside his mouth, keeping it open. “... Shtoph…” “Don’t worry, no one will hear you here” he calmly said, not wanting to sound irritated at his attempt of self harm. You used to cry my name, Ren. Tears started to gather in the corner of his eyes. He didn’t know what got into him. He was always up for thrills, but why does it feel so different with him ? Why does he feel like he shouldn’t let this man see this side of him ? Lost in deep thoughts, he ended up releasing the pressure on Jing Yuan’s thumb and stopped to bite. After realizing he might have hurt him, he pushed his tongue to lick at his thumb. Above him, the general was quite puzzled at the gesture. Maybe the man he used to know was still there, somewhere. Feeling hopeful, he retreated his thumb and pushed two fingers inside his own mouth. Languorously using his saliva to coat his fingers and sucking them as if there was a cock here. Blade blushed at the show displayed in front of him. It was absolutely obscene. Yet, he couldn’t help but watch. The blush on his cheeks deepen, giving them a cute pink-ish shade. Jing Yuan grinned when he noticed his cock twitching in his grip. After his fingers were all slippery, he pushed them inside his hole. “Aah…” He met some resistance at the entrance but that didn’t stop him. He kept pushing until he passed the ring of muscles and searched for a specific spot inside him. Once his fingers met a bump, Blade moaned. Satisfied, he kept pressing it while simultaneously stroking him. Beneath him, Blade was having a hard time keeping it quiet. His moans were louder and his breathing was heavy. His body trembled from the stimulation. He was close to climax. And he wanted to cum. He tried to buck his hips but Jing Yuan suddenly stilled. Blade grunted as he felt the cold air hit his cock. He looked up to see the blonde smirk. He shot him daggers. What a sadist. Jing yuan pulled out a small vial from his pocket and threw it next to Blade. He then unbuttoned his pants, sighing in relief as he freed his hard-on arousal. “Don’t worry you will cum. But only with my cock inside of you” he said as he coated his shaft with lube. Leisurely stroking it in front of Blade. The dark haired looked away, unable to face the golden eyes full of lust above him. It was too much, somehow. Yet, he couldn’t explain why. His heart raced and his body craved the pleasure he was denied. So, when he felt Jing Yuan’s cock aligned with his hole, his cock twitched from anticipation and more precum pooled on his belly. Without warning, he pushed all of his thick length inside. Blade moaned louder. Both from the pain and the pleasure. The burn from the stretch and the pleasure of having his spot brushed, definitely short-circuited his brain. His blush deepened and the blonde grinned hard but it almost set him on the edge too. The tightness was almost painful, but he liked it that way. This is his Blade. Only his. After his cock got used to the tightness of his hole, he gripped his waist and started to thrust, slowly at first. Blade's body moved alongside the thrusts. Small moans escaped his throat. The pain gradually turned into pleasure as Jing yuan thrusted harder each time. The sensation of his cock rubbing against his wet insides caused a tingling in the back of his brain. “Aaah… hmm” Blade’s hips shaked in pure satisfaction, allowing Jing Yuan’s swollen cock to enjoy the pleasure of those tight walls, sucking him in over and over again. Pleased with the sounds he made, he rewarded him each time by deliberately pressing the plump tip of his cock against his most sensitive spot. The obscene sounds of wet noises and flesh clapping filled the room. Blade moaned loudly as the man buried himself inside him. His hard shaft was aching from the constant pressure on his soft spot. And he felt a growing, pulsing sensation coming from his balls. He was close. And he didn’t want to be denied his orgasm this time. He bucked his quivering hips, allowing Jing Yuan to thrust in deeper. But he knew he was close, he could feel his hole clenching around him. So he resumed his stroking and pumped his cock harder. “Go on. Cum Blade” The commanding tone set him on the edge and he shot his load inside his hand. His mind went blank and he collapsed on the bed, out of breath. The general slowed down to savor the sight. Beneath him, Blade was a complete mess. Sticky and translucent liquid covered his belly. Love bites painted all around his pale skin and his body trembled from the orgasm. A very lewd sight. And he was truly proud of his work. But he hasn’t cum yet. Seizing the opportunity, he flipped him, making him lie on his stomach. The sudden movement knocked the air out of his lungs and brought him back to reality. He looked over his shoulder to see Jing Yuan align his cock once again with his hole. He grunted, still sensitive from his high and tried to get away. But Jing Yuan grabbed his bound arms to keep him still. He then pressed his cock inside his swollen hole and resumed thrusting. “Aah… Jing Yuan…” Blade let out a breathless scream as he pushed his cock inside him, more forceful. Clearly chasing his own pleasure. He used the bids as a leverage to bury himself deeper inside him. Tears rolled on Blade’s face as he’s used for stress relief. His softened cock was rubbing raw against the sheets of the bed, giving him some unwanted stimulation. Yet, he couldn’t help but give in to the sensation. Accepting his fate, he unconsciously spread his thighs wider and didn’t hold back his screams anymore. The moans and whimpers turned Jing Yuan even more. He set a brutal pace and pinned the man further on the bed. Pressing his chest on his back. Like a predator feasting on his prey, he panted on his ears, whispering things only destined for the two of them. Sensing he was on the edge of cumming, he bit hard at Blade’s shoulder to muffle his moan. “Ren…” he panted. A huge load of sticky liquid is released inside his soft inner-walls. He stayed still before collapsing on top of the dark haired. After he’s done releasing his semen inside him, he slowly pulls out and wraps his arms around the man, keeping their bodies close. They stayed like that for a while, catching their breaths and panting. “You’re so clingy” Blade said, breaking the silence. There was no venom in his words. Simply an observation. It was quite enjoyable, he admitted. And Jing Yuan’s warmth was… nice. Even if he uttered those harsh words, he didn’t really want him to stop. “Ren…” he asked once again. This time, he turned the dark haired face so he could kiss him. And Blade allowed him to. They pressed their mouths together and entangled their tongues in a heated dance, which they both knew. It almost felt like coming home, Blade thought. For a brief instant, he let his heart return to Jing Yuan and went after each kiss. He was so busy entangling his tongue with him he didn’t notice his arms were untied. It was until Jing Yuan decided to lean next to him that he realized he was free. His scarlet eyes met the golden ones and they both waited, as if the haziness dissipated and they both were dragged back to reality. Jing Yuan, despite being relaxed from his orgasm, was still fully alert. He was ready to counter if Blade decided to kill him right there. It wouldn’t be that bad, uh ? Still, he didn’t dare to move when Blade leaned in and rested his head on his chest, unguarded. He sighed in relief. And wrapped his arms around him. His hand slowly caressed his back, hearing the sound of Blade’s breath steadied. Did he fall asleep ? Jing Yuan was feeling sleepy too. But, before, he glanced one last time at the man in his arms. He huffed. He looked at peace, for once. “You’ve always been the clingy between the two of us” he whispered, knowing he wouldn’t get a response. Reassured, he closed his eyes and drifted away in a nightmare-free slumber.

Late Night Thoughts

['alatuseos']

Not Rated

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Pom-Pom (Honkai: Star Rail)

Pre-Relationship, Past Lives, Fluff

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

2,954

1/1

4

123

13

2,220

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[]

Beads of perspiration glistened on the brow of the guard aboard the Astral Express, accompanied by his thunderous, labored breathing resonating within the confines of his room. Dan Heng had once again experienced a night that exposed his former life in his place of origin. His evenings were frequently besieged by memories of his past that clung to him relentlessly, as if they were determined to never let go. Despite his earnest desire to break free from them, it seemed an impossible task. For the power coursing through his veins was a living testament to the life he had lived, the person he once was, his essence, and his formidable capabilities. It was akin to an indelible marker that defied all attempts at erasure, no matter how ardent the desire to do so. Dan Heng sat upright, his back as straight as a rod, as he massaged his temple. He knew that slumber would elude him once again, fearful that the same old nightmares would seize him anew, keeping him up for the rest of the night. His only recourse was to gaze out the window and behold the infinite expanse of stars that glittered like diamonds in the inky darkness of space. Whenever Dan Heng was unable to drift off to sleep or would wake up from a nightmare, he would seek refuge in the twinkling stars outside his window. Sometimes, he would occupy himself with his duties as an archivist on the Astral Express, which proved to be a valuable distraction from the memories of his past that tormented him. But at this moment, he desired nothing more than to remain in bed and watch the stars, as he glanced at the clock and realized that it was the time when most of the crew would be asleep in their respective quarters, save for their adorable little conductor, pom-pom. Suddenly, a familiar voice from one of his crewmates jolted him out of his reverie, causing him to shift his gaze towards the door as though it was the most intriguing thing in the room. “Pom-pom, would you like some pancakes?” Your voice rings in Dan Heng’s ears, diverting his attention. “Pom-pom loves pancakes! I’m hungry, (Name)!” replied the little conductor with enthusiasm, eliciting a giggle from you. “All right, come along with me to the kitchen,” you said, beckoning the cute little pom-pom to follow you. The resounding footfalls gradually fade into silence as they move away from Dan Heng’s quarters. The melancholic musings that had been plaguing his mind mere moments ago now give way to a perplexing inquiry: what could be keeping you up at this ungodly hour?  Each time he awakens in the dead of night, he finds himself alone in his thoughts while the rest of the crew slumber peacefully in their own rooms.  So why are you still awake? Dan Heng is equal parts confused and intrigued by the mystery of your own sleeplessness. In all honesty, when it comes to his other crewmate, he doesn’t show any interest or curiosity, but the mere sound of your voice breaks through his trance effortlessly. Dan Heng couldn’t pinpoint exactly when his fascination with you began to emerge, but the moments and days he had spent in your presence had ignited a spark of intrigue. Every action you took seemed to draw him in like a magnetic pull, pulling him towards you, and his gaze would follow your every move with an intense curiosity. He couldn’t explain why he was drawn to you in this way, especially since he had never felt this level of interest in another person before. This enigma puzzled the reserved guard, who was used to feeling captivated by the eccentricities of objects or entities, rather than people with whom he had no particular objectives. Yet, despite the mystery surrounding his newfound fascination, he couldn’t deny the pleasure and satisfaction he felt whenever he was around you. In truth, this noble feeling was something entirely new and delightful, and it left Dan Heng eager to uncover the secrets of this captivating person who had captured his attention so easily. The memories of your kindness flooded Dan Heng’s mind, each one a cherished moment that he held close to his heart. He recalled the small gesture of you showing interest in him, asking questions about his hobbies and passions, and listening intently to his every word. It was a thoughtful act that he appreciated more than words could express. Others might have found his interests dull, but you were different. You never hesitated to ask him about his otherworldly pursuits, and he would lose track of time as he explained and talked with you. The eagerness in your eyes was a balm to his soul, and he longed to see it again and again. It was a craving that he couldn’t ignore, a desire to bask in the warmth of your fascination. For so long, Dan Heng had felt invisible, like a shadow lurking on the periphery of other people’s lives. But with you, he felt seen and valued as an individual. Your interest in him had kindled a flame of hope within his heart, and he was determined to keep that flame burning for as long as possible. Dan Heng’s hometown had been a place of hostility and animosity, where the mere mention of his name elicited hatred and disgust. To them, he was a pariah, a creature to be avoided at all costs, for fear that he would bring death and destruction upon those who dared to engage with him. He couldn’t blame them, not really. After all, he had committed unspeakable acts that had left a trail of devastation in their wake. There was no going back, no way to rewrite the past and change the course of events, like a storyteller tinkering with the plot of a book. But in his new life on the Astral Express, things were different. Here, nobody knew about his past, and he had no intention of sharing it with anyone, not even you. He had found a kind of solace in the anonymity of his new life, a reprieve from the judgment and scorn that had plagued him before. It wasn’t a perfect existence, but it was bearable, and for that, he was grateful. There’s a simmering unease inside Dan Heng, a fear that you might uncover the secrets of his past life. The mere thought of it sends shivers down his spine, and he can’t bear to imagine the warm, accepting gaze that you now give him turning into one of disgust and loathing. It may seem selfish, but he wants to hold on to this moment of acceptance and generosity for as long as possible, reveling in the warmth of your gaze and basking in your kind regard. He knows that the inevitable reckoning will come eventually, but for now, he wants to savor the sense of belonging that he feels in your presence. He is acutely aware that he can never truly escape the shadow of his past, that it will follow him wherever he goes until the end of his days. He is resigned to that fact, but he will do everything in his power to be ready for whatever the future may bring, even if it means putting his life on the line. Dan Heng was once again interrupted from his musings when he heard a gentle knock at his door. “Dan Heng, are you awake? I made you a herbal tea just in case you want to go back to sleep,” you said softly on the other side of the door. He was momentarily bewildered as to how you could have known he was awake, as he had made no sound. He had been sitting in his bed, lost in his tumultuous thoughts. Not wanting to keep you waiting, Dan Heng rose from his bed and strode towards the door. As he slid it open, he was met by your kind, smiling face. You held a tray in your hands, with a warm cup of herbal tea made just for him. His blue eyes instantly met your own (color) ones that sparkled with a mix of delight and concern. It reminded him of how you always looked at him with care whenever he got hurt on his missions, and with joy whenever he returned to the Astral Express. Dan Heng couldn’t deny the flood of warmth that enveloped him whenever you gazed at him with such a caring expression. He treasured every kind gesture you bestowed upon him, for he had never experienced such genuine consideration back in his hometown.  Your presence in his life made him feel protected, like a guardian watching over him, even though he was the designated guard of the Astral Express. It was an irony he couldn’t help but marvel at, yet he couldn’t deny the comfort and solace he found in your company. But you are just that kind of person. Dan Heng admires your intelligence and tactfulness, recognizing your ability to perceive social situations and determine the appropriate actions to take. He admires your awareness of boundaries and social cues, and your ability to communicate in a way that puts others at ease. He still vividly recalls the day you first met. Despite his reluctance to open up about his past, you treated him with respect and kindness. You didn’t pry or press him for information, instead choosing to show him around the Astral Express and help him get acclimated to his new surroundings. Dan Heng was initially surprised that you didn’t ask him more probing questions, but he later realized that you were respecting his boundaries and giving him the space he needed. Over time, Dan Heng grew to appreciate your approach to conversations. While you would occasionally ask him surface-level questions, he never felt pressured or uncomfortable around you. He knew that you were genuinely interested in getting to know him, but that you also respected his privacy. In a world where everyone seemed to have an agenda, you were a refreshing change of pace. He’s relieved that you didn’t pry about his personal life. It will be troublesome for him if you were. Hence, he’s grateful for that. From Dan Heng’s perspective, you and he are alike in the sense that both of you are guarded about your personal lives. Despite working together for some time, he knows very little about you beyond surface-level information. While he can’t help but feel curious about your past, he understands the importance of respecting your privacy. Even March 7th, who is usually quite inquisitive, has never been able to pry any details about your life before the Astral Express. You seem content to keep your past a secret, and Dan Heng admires your ability to maintain boundaries. Dan Heng recognizes that it wouldn’t be fair for him to know about your past while keeping his own hidden. He appreciates the unspoken agreement between the two of you to maintain some level of distance and respect each other’s privacy. Therefore, he refrains from asking to avoid any sense of unfairness of the situation. Moreover, he finds the idea of prying into other people’s business distasteful, and he loathes such behavior. If someone were to ask him to describe you, he would use one word— mysterious. He finds you to be enigmatic and intriguing, someone who keeps their personal life hidden away. While kindness is a trait that many possess, he perceives your benevolence to be more exceptional and unique. He feels more drawn to your compassionate nature than anyone else’s, and he finds it difficult to resist its allure. “How did you know I was awake?” Dan Heng inquired with a hint of curiosity in his voice. “When Pom-pom and I stopped in front of your room, I heard a faint shuffling sound emanating from inside. Hence, I concluded that you were awake,” you responded calmly. As Dan Heng tried to comprehend your sharp sense of hearing, he realized that you were a mystery to him. How could you hear such a subtle noise from inside a room so clearly? “I should ask you the same thing,” Dan Heng said as he leaned against the door jamb, crossing his arms. “Why are you awake at this hour?” You locked eyes with him for a brief moment before giving him a simple answer, “Nightmare.” That was all you said, but Dan Heng could sense the weight behind those words. He stopped himself from saying that he could relate to you as he pondered the similarities between the two of you. “Well, you should take this tea. I already finished my fill a while ago with Pom-pom,” you beam at him as you hand him the tray and he takes it from you. “I should go. I hope you have a good night’s rest.” You say your farewell to Dan Heng and gracefully make your way towards your room. As you take your last step, you glance back at him, and with a gentle wave, you close the door behind you, leaving him to his thoughts. Dan Heng stands there, rooted in his spot, watching as you disappear from his sight. He can’t help but feel a sense of warmth in his chest as he thinks about the kind gesture you just showed him. As he lowers his gaze to the tray of tea, he notices a thin line of vapor rising from it, indicating that the tea is still steaming hot. He can’t help but be impressed by your attention to detail, making sure that the tea was still fresh before giving it to him. After returning to his room, Dan Heng promptly set the tray down on the nightstand. He let out a faint exhale before lifting the teacup and taking a delicate sip. As the warm liquid trickled down his throat, Dan Heng sensed his rigid muscles gradually loosen. His chaotic thoughts dissipated, as if they were being purged from his mind. For Dan Heng, it was a brief yet much-needed pause from the turmoil of his thoughts. There’s no noise that could be heard, only the stars beyond his window, and the only company he had for the night was the tea you had prepared. As he gazed at his teacup once more, memories of your beaming countenance flooded his mind. The warmth of your smile seemed to linger in the room, even though you were no longer there. It was a familiar pattern, one that you seemed to intuitively understand - knowing just when to offer a distraction or comfort to soothe Dan Heng’s troubled thoughts. You were the unassuming hero, saving him from the abyss of his past without even realizing it. There had been countless times when you had come to his aid, yet Dan Heng found himself unable to express his gratitude. It was as if his tongue was being held hostage by some invisible force, preventing him from articulating the depth of his appreciation. Even in this moment, as he sipped on the tea you had made for him, Dan Heng was overwhelmed by a sense of gratitude that he was unable to put into words. He was keenly aware of the countless acts of kindness that you had bestowed upon him, and he knew that he owed you a debt that he could never fully repay. Although it would be easy for Dan Heng to express his gratitude, he was held back by the fear that it would be too little, too late. He knew that time was running out for him, and that he may never have another opportunity to thank you for all that you had done. Yet, a small voice in the back of his mind urged him to speak up, reminding him that it was never too late to show appreciation for the kindness of others. As long as he remained aboard the Astral Express, and drew breath, there was still time to make amends. Deep down, Dan Heng knew that his time with the crew was limited. From the moment he first stepped aboard, he had known that he could never stay for long. The conversation he had with Himeko echoed in his mind, reminding him that he could leave the express once he had found his true destination. It was a bittersweet realization, knowing that his presence could put the lives of those around him in danger. His dark past and the powers he possessed were secrets that he could never share with the crew he had grown to know and care for over the years. And yet, despite the inevitable parting that lay ahead, Dan Heng couldn’t help but feel grateful for the moments of peace and companionship that he had found aboard the Astral Express, especially to you. Dan Heng was acutely aware of the danger he posed to those around him, and he didn’t want to put you or the rest of the crew at risk because of his dark past. He knew that you had shown him kindness beyond what he deserved, and he didn’t want any more trouble to come your way. Despite his fear and hesitation, Dan Heng realized that he needed to express his gratitude for your unwavering assistance. He knew that time was running out, and he didn’t want to miss the chance to say what he had been holding back for so long. As he looked down at his tea, Dan Heng felt a sense of calm wash over him. And before he knew it, he had spoken the words that had been on his mind for so long. “Thank you, (Name).”

pinky promises

['hxnashi']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Emotional Intimacy, Dan Heng has nightmares, Stelle helps him, i wrote this in like 3 hours. forgive me, Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail), i had a lot of brainrot for this, spoilers btw? i think, spoilers for jarilo-iv quest, One Shot

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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Dan Heng was often visited by nightmares. He hated how much he had gotten used to it. It's gotten to the point that he would dread the thought of sleeping, because he knows . He knows that all he's going to see, once he drifts to rest, is endless, distorted, flashes of memories and visions that haunt him. Needless to say, he was a light sleeper. He had never told anyone about his problems with nightmares, yet the entire Astral Express crew knows of how little sleep he gets. March 7th always scolds him— "Why do you even sleep on the floor? Isn't that mattress su~per uncomfortable? Why don't you get a proper bed—you'd probably sleep better, you know?" Frankly, Dan Heng didn't have a problem with his bed. It was comfortable, he could listen to the soft humming of the train engine as he— attempts to —fall asleep. The archives, the countless words of information sprawled across leather-bound books and crystal-clear screens, gives him an unusual (yet familiar) sense of comfort.  It was, really, just the nightmares that caused his insomnia. There was nothing he could do about that—he's already accepted that. It became part of the reason he was so insistent of trying Himeko's coffee—all for the sole purpose of staying up and never witnessing another nightmare again. However, his nights had become more eventful as his trip to Jarilo-IV ended. For nothing could have prepared him for that nightmare.     When that icicle was drove into her heart, he did not know how to act. He watched her as she her figure fell from the giant mechanism, her weapon escaping her hands and her eyes slowly sealing shut. He watched her limp, lifeless, body with widened eyes as she began to plummet into the ground. That moment was the first time Dan Heng felt helplessness. The first time he could remember, at least. He ran to her.  He followed behind Bronya, Seele, and March, in an attempt to save her from death. Clinging on to that uncertain hope, that she might still be alive. There's a Stellaron inside her, Dan Heng had thought, at that moment, desperately grasping for something to rely on, some unfound assurance. Logic seemed to betray him as nothing else had ran through his mind except the thought—no, the sheer terror —of his companion dying. Of course, in the original course of events, she would live again. The Aeon of Preservation bestowed their power onto the Trailblazer, flaming lance in hand, and together they had defeated Cocolia. But not in this nightmare.     Dan Heng gasped awake. He held his hand against his chest, trying to calm his rapid breathing. He closed eyes and listened to the hum of the engine, trying his best to steady himself.  Breathe in, breathe out. Just a nightmare…just a nightmare… He told himself repeatedly that he was used to terrors like this. Over and over again, he had convinced and reassured himself that it was fine—for nightmares are nightmares, they weren't real. Then why, even in such circumstances, was there such a heavy feeling in his chest? He placed his hand over his heart, realizing that it had begun to beat faster out of anxiety. He sat up from his mattress and slumped against the wall, looking up to the ceiling of the room.  He observed his surroundings—he seemed to have knocked over a few books in his sleep, seeing as they were scattered on the star-studded floor. Other than that, nothing was different, except for how disheveled he felt—and probably looked. Dan Heng's breathing has slowed as he ran a hand through his tousled, dark hair, letting out a small sigh of relief. There was no way he was going back to sleep after that—it would probably be better to get a cup of coffee, he decided. Knock, knock. Dan Heng almost flinched at the sound. He took a quick glance at the clock—it was a little over midnight. Who would be awake at this time, if not him? "Dan Heng?" Called out a muffled voice. Stelle's. "Are you okay?" Of all people… Dan Heng cleared his throat and took another deep breath. "I'm alright. You can come in." The door to the archives slid open, revealing a bedraggled Stelle, with her half-lidded citrine eyes and messy, gray hair. She walked inside the room and closed the door behind her, before walking over to Dan Heng. "I heard a loud thud noise." Stelle explained. Her gaze wandered to the books, still disorganized on the floor. "Did something happen?" "I knocked some over. Don't worry too much." Dan Heng replied, before reaching out to clean up the mess. "Why are you awake?" "I could ask you the same thing." Dan Heng sighed. "Just…reading." He said, briefly, as he stood up to put the books back on their shelves. He hoped Stelle didn't pry any further. He didn't want her to know of his nightmares— especially this one. "You don't look like you've been just reading." Stelle prolonged. She stood up and picked up the books from the floor, handing them to him. "You don't look okay. Is there something you're not telling me?" This girl… "It's…nothing you should be worried about." "Is it something even March doesn't know? Himeko and Welt?" Dan Heng halted in his steps, almost dropping the books in turn. He sighed, turning away from the girl, trying to keep his distance. He placed the final book back in its slot, letting his hand run across the book's spine.  Nobody knows. I've always hoped to keep it that way, but if I was being honest with myself…part of me wishes that wasn't the case. "...Yes." He gives her the truth—not the whole, naked, truth, but the one he was willing to show. His voice is hardened, almost guarded, but he wasn't frustrated. No, he was afraid .  "Oh." Was all Stelle replied. She sat on the floor next to Dan Heng's bed, hugging her knees. "It seems to be affecting you a lot." Dan Heng said nothing in reply. Instead, he sat next to Stelle, barely an inch away. Then he spoke, soft as a whisper, but loud enough for only the two of them to hear: "If I tell you, do you promise to never tell the others?" "Yes." Came her almost automatic response. "You'll never bring it up?" "No." Stelle unwrapped one of her hands from her knees and brought it up between the two of them, holding her pinky out. "I'll even do a pinky promise, if you want." Dan Heng managed a smile. He gently pushed down her hand. "No need. I trust you." His throat suddenly felt dry as he looked up to see Stelle staring at him, citrine eyes meeting jade ones. They seemed to search into his soul with a calming warmth—a feeling he couldn't describe and wouldn't make sense if he tried to.  The eyes are the gateway to the heart . "Nightmares." He started, forcing the word out, as he ripped his gaze from Stelle's. He found himself staring at the floor and its swirling constellations in a shifting blue sky. Why was this so hard? "I've been having nightmares." He continued on, closing his hands into fists. "I've gotten used to them lately, but tonight, it was entirely new. I…" His voice faltered as he found himself looking back at her and her curious, anticipating gaze. She seemed intent to listen to every word—she didn't want to ignore him. She looked like she was genuinely worried; and she was . That's the kind of person Stelle was—she never was concerned about herself. Instead, she reassured everyone around her; putting them before herself. "Back at Jarilo-IV." He forced himself to carry on. "When we fought Cocolia, you…fought her. Alone. And she—" Too difficult. It was too difficult. "She killed you." Dan Heng whispered, pain and loneliness lacing his words. "...you would live again, I know that—yet in this nightmare, you…" "Died." Stelle finished for him. There was an uneasy silence between them. Neither of them spoke, nor did they glance at each other. It lasted for a short while, and it was suffocating. It felt like the silence clawed at his throat, and he felt the need to gasp for air. He took another deep breath, this one shakier than before. "You…You died…in my arms. I wasn't able to do anything." His hand tensed, his close fist tightening, his nails almost digging into the skin of his palm. "I could've saved you. I could've…done something. But I…" Suddenly, warmth enveloped his hand. Stelle had placed her hands around Dan Heng's closed fist, holding it firmly, almost reassuringly. In a slow motion, she gingerly rubbed her thumb across the back of Dan Heng's hand as he slowly uncoiled his fingers. She moved closer to him, closing the distance between them. Solace; a feeling he had never felt before. It was pleasant and relaxing, like a fireplace: alluring yet kind, with a warmth that drew him in. He said nothing as he melted into her touch, slowly lacing their fingers together.  "I'm right here." Stelle whispered. Her voice was low and firm, yet her words seemed delicate, almost fragile. Dan Heng closed his eyes, letting the warmth of the moment envelop and comfort him.  It's been a long time, Dan Heng realized, since I've allowed myself to calm down like this. "You didn't fail to save me, Dan Heng." Stelle continued on, "You don't have to feel the need to do that." "You're my friend ." He insisted. "I know that. You're my friend, too; and I don't want you to beat yourself up because of decisions I made." Stelle countered, offering him a melancholy smile. "Don't be too hard on yourself, Dan Heng. That was my fault, for being reckless." "You're a hypocrite." He squeezed her hand a little tighter. "You tell me these things, yet you do them yourself. I don't want you to be hard on yourself either." Stelle stifled a small laugh. "I guess I am. A hypocrite, I mean…"  She turned to look at him again. "Dan Heng, listen to me." She said, firmly yet gently, staring into his jade-tinted eyes. " Never blame yourself for my sake. That's the last thing I want from you. It's okay to worry for me…I get that. I worry about you too; you and everyone on the Express. But never blame yourself for bad things that happen to me. You don't deserve that." "...Why?" "Because I know you will have tried."  … Her words seem to echo through his mind, almost resonating through his entire system. He felt himself relax, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He sighed—a sigh of significant relief. Then he held out his hand, outstretching his pinky. "As long as you do the same." Stelle smiled. She held out her pinky and hooked it around his, locking their fingers in a wordless pact. "I promise."

gravity

['bluetale']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Established Relationship, Late Night Conversations, Nightmares, Fluff and Angst, Romantic Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Female Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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[]

Stelle remembers this feeling quite well. It's been her constant companion since she woke up on Herta Space Station without any memories of who she is and where she's from. Falling through the empty, never-ending darkness that constantly plagues her mind. The feeling of emptiness, of nothingness surrounding her completely like a blanket. The feeling of not living, of not existing. There's nothing there to slow her fall, nothing for her to reach out and grab on to to save herself as gravity pulls her down, down, down. After the first few times it happens, Stelle stops screaming. It always starts with a cold, curdling feeling rising in her stomach, and the frenzied beating of her heart in the confines of her chest. She knows what's coming, knows what's going to happen when the ground breaks beneath her bare feet. She can't stop it, can't run from it because it always catches up to her and it will always catch up to her. This time is no different; there are spidery cracks on the ground beneath her, growing larger and larger as she stands there, accepting of her fate. The ground shatters and then Stelle is falling, falling, falling. Her stomach is queasy and full of tight knots so she squeezes her eyes shut and imagines she isn't here. Is somewhere else, somewhere filled with light and warmth. Somewhere safe. They say your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die, but there's nothing in the vast emptiness of Stelle's mind. Nothing for her to see as she falls to her death. She may not remember anything before waking up on Herta Space Station, but she does remember everyone on the Astral Express, the memories—happy ones and sad ones—she's made with them. But even those memories don't exist in this dark place. It makes her wonder: does she even exist?  The fear that she'll wake up and not remember who she is or where she is—won't remember Dan Heng, March, Himeko, Welt and Pom-Pom—is so strong at times that it threatens to swallow her whole and leave nothing behind. She hates it. She doesn't want to forget them, doesn't want to forget this life she's living, the friends she's made, the people she's met and the places she's been. She wants to hold on to all these memories, wants to keep them close to her heart, wants to protect them and keep them safe from the horrors of her mind. The darkness begins to close in—it's more of a feeling than anything else; the feeling of being trapped in a rapidly enclosing space—and she knows that it means she's about to wake up from this nightmare. Stelle knows that when she wakes up her hands will be shaking, and her heart will be beating so fast that it'll feel like it's trying to rip itself out of her chest and run away. She hopes, so very desperately, that when she wakes up she'll recognise her room with its beige walls and fluffy grey carpet and pictures of her and the rest of the Astral Express crew taped to her walls, courtesy of March. Please let me remember, she thinks to herself. Let me remember them when I wake up. Don't take them away from me. The air's getting thinner the further down she falls, and Stelle gasps in a breath and then another. She hasn't opened her eyes since the ground opened up beneath her feet and she refuses to open them even now. The view never changes, no matter what, and she's learned to be afraid of it. It's better to not see then be faced with nothing but a blank slate. Stelle is falling, falling, falling: And then she's gasping awake, her ears ringing and sweat beading along her hairline as she gulps down mouthfuls of air, trying to ease the pressure in her lungs and figure out how to breathe again. There's a soft blue light partially illuminating the room and Stelle lies still, staring up at the white ceiling and trying to reorient herself. There's an arm thrown across her waist, and her mattress is harder than she's used to. For a moment she doesn't know where she is, and the not knowing terrifies her. Stelle is shooting up in a matter of seconds, pushing the arm holding her down away. She trips over the blankets in her haste, but manages to catch herself against the desk. When she looks back she finds that the "bed" is actually just a futon on the ground piled with blankets and pillows. The figure who had been lying next to her on the futon stirs, and Stelle feels her heart beat faster in her chest. "Stelle?" a voice rough with sleep calls out to her in the dark. "What's wrong?" Through the fear that clouds her mind Stelle finds that she recognises the voice. "Dan Heng," she whispers. There must be something in her voice that gives away the fact that she just had a nightmare because in one swift motion Dan Heng is pushing aside the blankets and getting up to stand on his feet. He doesn't come any closer to her and she's glad. Stelle's still trying to calm herself down after waking up from a nightmare and finding herself in an unfamiliar place; it's going to take her some time to calm her nerves and stop feeling like she wants to jump out of her skin. She presses a hand to her chest, directly over her beating heart and tries to will it to slow down. There's no way she's going to be able to fall asleep after all of that. She's too worked up and on edge to even think about sleep. Stelle needs to find a way to burn this negative energy off. Dan Heng hasn't moved. He's leaning against the desk, a few feet away from her with his arms crossed across his chest. "Sorry for waking you up," Stelle says, embarrassed. "I didn't—" He shrugs. "It's fine." The blue light from the screen makes his green eyes seem dull rather than vivid but the look of concern on his face is as plain as day and it makes her heart ache something fierce. Stelle doesn’t ask, but he must see the fear on her face because he adds, "You fell asleep while reading, and I didn't want to wake you up." She nods, recalling that she had come to his room to ask to borrow a few books and had ended up staying, curled up in the corner of his futon. The memory is still there, completely untouched. She's not surprised Dan Heng had been able to tell what had caused her to freak out; he's always been rather observant. "Do you want a cup of tea?" he asks. Stelle blinks, confused. "I—" "I can make you one. It might help you calm down and feel better." That makes sense. Stelle nods, running a hand down the length of her arm to get rid of the goosebumps. It isn't cold on the Express, but her hands and feet are freezing and maybe a cup of tea will help soothe her nerves and warm her up. Dan Heng moves past her, his shoulder brushing hers, and grabs the black hoodie he had thrown over the chair last night. "Here," he says, holding it out towards her. "Wear this." She feels heat rise to her cheeks, but accepts the hoodie without any argument. It's only a bit long with the sleeves reaching past her hands, but it's warm and cozy and smells like Dan Heng. It maker her feel safe. "Come on," Dan Heng says, motioning towards the door and she follows him out. The hallways of the Express are dark, but the stars shining bright out in space provide enough light to guide them. There is no day and night in space, but Pom-Pom follows some sort of schedule, and so they sleep when he switches the lights off and wake up after he turns them on. She's pretty sure without Pom-Pom's schedule, and insistence that they get rest if they want to stay on board, some of them would be staying awake all night. The doors leading to the kitchen open with a soft hiss, and Stelle follows Dan Heng inside. He doesn't bother to turn on the light, and she doesn't either. The window in the kitchen provides enough light for their late 'night' activity, and she doesn't want to disturb the quiet atmosphere that hangs over them. Dan Heng motions her towards the couch near the window, and Stelle settles down on it with her legs tucked underneath her and her arms wrapped around her. From her spot on the couch she can see Dan Heng move around the kitchen. His hair is tousled from sleep and he looks soft bathed in the light from the stars. She isn't feeling a hundred percent but she does feel a lot better than she had earlier; her hands and feet are warmer and her nerves have settled down somewhat so she's no longer on the verge of having another breakdown for the time being. Which is nice. The nightmares are something she’s gotten used, even if she does wake up in a cold sweat after each one, but waking up in Dan Heng’s room instead of her own had been what really set her off. Stelle feels guilty for having woken him up and now having him make her tea but she doesn’t want to be alone right now. He walks over to where she’s sitting and hands the grey mug with the cute rabbits over to her—March had gotten it for her as a welcoming gift and Stelle absolutely loves it. The warmth from the cup seeps into her hands, and she blows on it lightly while Dan Heng settles down on the couch next to her, his shoulder brushing against hers. They sit in silence and drink their tea. Stelle is trying to figure out what to say to him. Dan Heng hasn't said or asked her anything since she woke him up. He has just been a constant, silent companion to her, offering support should she need it, but Stelle feels she owes him an explanation after rudely waking up. Only when she’s finished drinking her tea does she finally manage to muster up the courage to tell him what’s wrong. "It was a nightmare," Stelle mutters, her hands tightening around her mug. She doesn't look at Dan Heng when she speaks, keeps her eyes fixed on her hands and her slightly chipped fingernails. "It's always the same thing.” Then, in a smaller, whisper soft voice she adds, “I'm scared of forgetting, of losing my memories for a second time." Dan Heng hums. He leans forward to place his empty mug on the coffee table, and then reaches back for hers. Stelle hands it over, and when she has nothing to occupy her hands with she starts twisting the sleeves of Dan Heng's hoodie to calm herself down. He settles back on the couch with an arm around her shoulders and Stelle leans her whole weight on him, content to let him bear it for a while. "Forgetting?" he questions. She nods, grabbing his other hand and playing with his fingers to occupy herself while she works through this. “I already lost my memories once, so who’s to say that I won’t lose them again? And if I do lose them, I won’t be the same person afterwards, won’t have the same experiences, and who’s to say—” Her throat closes up and tears start building in the corners of her eyes. She can’t finish the sentence, can’t bring herself to say the words out loud because of how true they ring. Who’s to say you’ll still love me after I forget? Dan Heng confessed his feelings for this Stelle—the one who’s been on Trailblazing adventures with him and the one he’s fought side by side with. If she wakes up without her memories for a second time then she won’t be the same person he got to know, won’t be the same Stelle. She can’t expect him to love her still, but she also doesn’t want to lose him. Dan Heng shifts around so she’s face to face with him rather than hiding against his shoulder. Stelle figured this would happen when she confessed her worries, but she still isn’t prepared to meet him eye to eye. That doesn’t stop Dan Heng though. He already knows what she was going to say but couldn’t being herself to. "I love you," Dan Heng whispers, cradling her face in his hands with such gentleness and love that it makes Stelle want to break down crying. "This you. Future you. Every you. No matter what happens, no matter what you remember and what you don't, I will always love you, Stelle. If nothing else, I want you to trust and remember that my love for you will not change." Fat, ugly tears start to stream down her face. She wipes them with the sleeve of Dan Heng's hoodie but they keep falling and refuse to stop. Dan Heng leans forward and presses a light kiss to her forehead, and then wraps his arms around her shoulders and pulls her in close, her face tucked into the side of his neck. "I love you, too," she chokes out, "and everyone else on the Astral Express. I don't want to lose you guys. I can't lose you." "You won't," he says, running a hand through her ashen hair. "You won't lose us, Stelle and we won't lose you. The Astral Express crew sticks together; that's how it's always been and that's how it'll always be." He's making her a promise that Stelle wishes he wouldn't. It doesn't matter how strong Dan Heng is, even he can't go up against fate. This isn't something he can fight, and while Stelle appreciates the fact that he's trying to make her feel better she hates that he's doing it by making her a promise that he can't hope to be able to keep. Her tears taper off after a while till all that's left is her wet cheeks and her quiet sniffles. Dan Heng has been running a hand through her hair the whole time, and the feeling of his hand pushing through her hair with such tenderness makes her heart beat with renewed affection for him. "And here March said you didn't have any emotional intelligence," she mutters. Dan Heng hums, wiping her wet cheeks. "Maybe I got all this from a book," he jokes. "You'll never know." Stelle huffs a laugh and pinches his side to let him know what she thinks of that. She knows he's lying because Dan Heng may like to pretend like he doesn't know how to comfort people or what to say, but that couldn't be further from the truth. She's seen him comfort March plenty of times, knows he's good at it even if sometimes he doesn't have the words. He just likes to pretend like he's dense and emotionally lacking. Helps build character, she supposes. "Thank you," Stelle whispers to him and gives his hand a light squeeze. The words are too simple, and not at all enough considering everything he's done for her. She doesn't think there's anything she can say to him, to all of them, to explain how grateful she is. They’ve all done so much for her, welcomed her with open arms, and treated her like family; nothing she does can ever be enough. "Anytime," Dan Heng whispers back, planting another kiss to the the side of her head. Stelle hides a smile in the crook of his neck, feels her heart swell with love and affection for him and wonders what she would do without him by her side. Wonders how lost and alone she would be. Things aren't perfect, and maybe they never will be, but this moment right here is. She'll still have the same dream when she goes to sleep, will still wake up in a cold sweat, and that terrifies her, but she'll hold on to the hope that when she wakes up she'll still remember everyone she's met and all the places she's been. Holds on to the hope that she’ll still have Dan Heng by her side. She won't let her fear hold her back from making more memories and living her life; that would be giving up and she knows Dan Heng and the others wouldn’t want her to do that so she won’t. Stelle will choose to live; it’s about time.

Reader doesn’t chase, she attracts!

['belovedmost']

Not Rated

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Jing yuan/reader (honkai star rail), Blade/Reader (honkai Star rail), basically everyone but not the children in hsr

Jing Yuan (Honkai: Star Rail), Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Tingyun (Honkai: Star Rail), kafka (Honaki: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Luocha (Honkai: Star Rail), other grown characters bcs I’m too lazy to put all of the characters

Crack, Fluff, Social media popular reader, sensitive topics, Unserious like the game

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,038

1/1

29

4

2,025

['Zakkai', 'Farrasu', 'ace_arsonist', 'Camillyy', 'taifeng', 'haoparfait', 'Ewiiissu', 'hrts4yuu', 'Asylrd', 'ShadSQ', 'goldiefishie', 'CaliIsTired']

[]

In a cozy, sunny, Sunday morning in your bedroom, you’re just there laying in your bed while taking pictures of yourself *click!*, *click!* your phone lets out sounds of the camera selfie. You’re feeling good and pretty today (you always are) so you decided to get up from your bed, leaving your phone on. A notification pops up from your phone, a notification from a dm in Instagram! _ You’ve been an insta-famous, and a nice influencer. All of your posts in Instagram was your vacations, Routines (mostly skincare routines), Shopping and lastly, pictures of yourself in fancy clothes. It wasn’t hard for you to get 280 likes in a minute after posting, you’d always get hundreds or maybe thousands of likes in under a minute so effortlessly, why? Because of your stunning face, a breathtaking one. _ *dm from ?: [reader], When will you come over? And by the way, good morning..* *sent with a good morning GiF* _ Meanwhile with you, and your cold shower “Agh I needed this…what a splendid shower in the morning, I wish all of my morning shower’s were like this…” you opened the shampoo bottle, squishing the bottle lightly to pour a small amount shampoo on your hand. You quickly rubbed your other wet hand and started to run your hands to your scalp and hair. After rinsing the shampoo from your hair, grabbing the soap-bar and moving it close to the shower-head that was running cold water. After some time, you’d finish your shower, turning off the shower-head from the water. you reached for your towels, and finally wrapping it around your body and the other one on your head, wrapping your hair to make it dry. You hummed with a smile painted on your face, *yes, your morning is quite feeling good today* Doing your usual skincare, applying face moisturiser on your cheeks and forehead, and finally rushing to the door once you were finished. _ You then went on with drying and fixing your hair, with the blow-dryer on and blow-drying your hair. After you were finished, you carried on and walked to your closet, opening it and then choosing what to wear for today. You picked a cute navy blue dress, and it was very flattering on your waist, which you were very happy about. _ Earlier while you were blow-drying your hair, you actually planned some stuff to do today. But, you forgot that you had to come to Jing Yuan’s place. Well, you forget so easily here, so I can’t blame you for that. Time went on and you did some of your plans and accomplished your goals for today. Going to the beach, Carrying on with your Instagram posts, and some activities which made you forget about visiting Jing yuan more. _ You brought your phone with you, which is good. As you were posting an Instagram story, a DM notification popped above on your phone, making you flinch. “What the hell? Who is this from..” as you checked the DM, you realised.. that it was from Welt. You sighed and shrugged your shoulders when you decided to open his DM’s, *Welt: [reader], what are you doing in the beach?* you chuckled and then continuing on typing a reply, with a laughing emoji. *[reader]: sorry sorry, My bad old man. I just had this sudden thought of going to the beach for today, why do you sound like you’re mad anyway?* You shrugged it all off again, and closed your phone, and finally drinking the cocktail you were supposed to post as a story. It was a Sparkling Lavender cocktail, which tasted very good. You sipped on the drink with awe, while enjoying the view of the beach, The view was very beautiful, with the sun setting like that, with the hues of Blue and a pretty shade of pink mixing together, with the breath-taking view of the sun-setting, the waves of the light-teal sea roaming freely in the water. How you wished to make the time freeze here and stay forever, while you finished your Sparkling Lemon Cocktail. until a person tapped your shoulder. You snapped back to reality, which almost made you let go of the glass with a yelp. “Oh gosh! that was close..” you placed your hand flat on your chest, relieved and sighed. “Can I ask what you need?” You faced the person, who was very ashamed of theirselves for interrupting you. “Ah sorry miss…! I work on the Van over there that sells drinks, and I believe that you were the one who ordered Sparkling Lemon cocktail, right? uh… Can I take the glass back now, Miss?” You smiled softly and nodded, “My bad, sorry… I forgot to give it back since the cocktail was so good, I’m very pleased with the taste.” The corners of your lips curved into a cuter smile, which made the person red as a tomato. The person murmured to themselves “Gosh, she really is cute…” they murmured with their hands covering their mouth, their eyes looking away while their face was tinted with a hot-pink blush. _ After a while, it was night already, and here you are in your room again. Taking selfies of yourself in silly positions, faces, etc… you still looked good in those. _ The rice cooker making a “ding!” Sound, which meant it was ready. You immediately went to the rice cooker and grabbed a plate, scooping a decent amount of rice with a large spoon. Your dinner for tonight was Fried eggs, yes, fried eggs. You didn’t overthink it and felt grateful because you are very lucky that you have food on your plate right now, since living alone and away from your parents taught you how to control yourself, budget and be grateful nowadays. After dinner, you took a nice and quick cold bath and finally putting on your pyjamas after the bath. You yawned and jumped on your bed, grabbing your phone and charger. You scrolled through different social media’s for one last time before charging your phone and going to sleep. The more you scrolled, the more you drift away to sleep. Looks like your phone won’t be 100% charged by the morning

Temptation

['smearing']

General Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail)

Enemies to Lovers, First Kiss

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

951

1/1

5

633

36

5,526

['larii_cipher', 'SodaforSouda', 'Zlik', 'Aphrodite_Yi', 'Sharath', 'KaorusFishsticks', 'LorrayneTC', 'Sunrise_0o5', 'meowsatyou', 'the_lazy_one', 'BlackIcePhantom', 'Shunii', 'Nudelauflauf', 'SinkingAnchor', 'hpshinya', 'Azriahn', 'Jun1per_b3rries', 'darklightinu', 'fiyn', 'ilikebreadehe', 'Pansa', 'trinky_dinky', 'Lxllipop', 'pinkdandelion', 'AizuAizu', 'Galex_exe', 'moEwor', 'heckingperson', 'mirag_e', 'Psychocat666', 'Sad_Gh0st', 'napptoon', 'ekttk', 'weirdo_alien', 'CapitanaEmoji24', 'Enby_Sif', 'Sinful7s', 'AuroraMoon0268', 'aventurinesmilk', '1Frogiii3', 'thoughtsofagremlin', 'Jask_leckza', 'RandomAxolotl', 'Moonlightwarrior', 'bakphoo', 'Zloi_Lutik', 'Fionyan10', 'hi_i_exist', 'Illumesia', 'Morse_Fellow']

[]

Sampo hit the dusty street with a thud, arms contorted behind him by a tall, white-clad guard. "Easy, easy!!" He huffed, catching his breath after getting slammed to the floor. He felt cold iron cuffs trap his wrists together. Flexing his hands, he felt the familiar pinches and aches that come with being handcuffed. "Quiet, Koski." Gepard Landau releases Sampo and lets him stumble to his feet. He hears his squad behind him giggle at the great criminal Sampo Koski struggle to stand. "What're you gonna do with me Landau?" Sampo steps towards Gepard before a spear shoots in front of his face. "Whoa there, I'm not coming any closer to your precious captain. I just want to have an honest conversation, how can I do that five feet away?" He says to the nondescript guard, still pointing the spear in his face. "Lower your weapon," Gepard motions to the guard and turns towards his squad, "Continue clearing the Fragmentum, I'll escort him to the cells." The guards salute and run off in smaller groups. Sampo kicks some geomarrow around his feet. "One word on the way to the jail and you stay in there for an extra two days." Gepard grabs Sampo's shoulders and turns him around to grab his cuffs, shoving him forward. Sampo turns his head and gives Gepard a sultry smirk. The deep flush on Gepards snow-white face does not go unnoticed. A few minutes later they arrive at the holding cells near the elevator connecting the overworld and underworld. Sampo doesn't pay attention to the routine questioning Gepard goes through at the jail's desk, snapping back to attention when hes once again shoved forward. Down stairs, now. What a pleasant change. The cell hes pushed into is a small private one in the lowest level of the jail, one used for questioning. "I can speak now, right? I can't hurt anyone in here~" The metal door slams shut, left purposely unlocked. He is ignored. "Turn around. Hands through the bars." Gepard tugs his hands forward and unlocks the cuffs around Sampo's hands. Sampo turns around, face to face with a flushed Gepard. "Any more demands big boy?" Gepard scoffs and lifts his chin. "Funny. This cell is the lowest in the jail, even you will have a hard time escaping without a scene." "Ya couldn't give me anything easier? After all we've been through?" Sampo grabs the bars and dramatically pouts. "The only thing keeping you in business and on the streets is me, Koski. Be thankful for that." Sampo notes how long Gepard's golden lashes are. He could get used to being this close to him. He'd be a fool not to notice the growing tension between them, and Gepard is either that fool or supressing those feelings. *Well, I am bored. And I enjoy messing with people.* Sampo wants to see how far he can push the virtuous captain. "Or, maybe, you have a thing for chasing things that catch your eye." Sampo deliberatly shifts his gaze to Gepard's lips, fixing it on those rosy features pressed into a line. Gepard huffs and furrows his brow. "You don't put up an easy fight. You're good training for my men...!!" *Please.* Sampo thinks. He knows a lie when he hears one. "I certainly do not..." He takes a chance and in one swift motion, grabs Gepard's collar through the bars and pulls him into a rough kiss. Unsurprisingly to him Gepard kisses back. Surprisingly to Gepard however, the initial anger and shock passes as quickly as the kiss came and he melts into Sampo's mouth. Everything but his lips are frozen, letting desire cloud his mind. His hands freeze awkwardly at his sides as he continues his advances and slips his tongue into Sampo's mouth. Groans are passed between each other, teeth clacking here and there, faces becoming hotter by the second. Sampo is the first to break free but stays close to his face, lips almost touching. "See how it feels to give in every once and a while?" Gepard comes back to earth and stumbles back. "I..." "What? Don't know what to do with yourself after kissing a disgusting criminal?" "I'm asking myself why I'm finding someone like you attractive, actually!" Gepard brings a finger to his mouth, chewing anxiously. He can still taste Sampo on his tongue. It's dark, bitter, like an over-steeped tea. It's intoxicating. "My charm trancends all morals! If I'm being honest, I ask myself the same question, but I've learned to live a life of pleasure rather than a life of supressing my desires. Opposites attract, sweetheart." Gepard stills for a moment. He's a man of morals, of loyalty to the law, and here he is kissing the most wanted criminal in Belobog. But he thinks back to all the times he's let him go and how ridiculous his reasoning was. This attraction has been there since the beginning. He looks up to Sampo, who hasn't stopped staring at him since the kiss. His gaze is pure temptation. "Well..." Gepard fidgets in place. He doesnt remember the last time he indulged in, well, anything. And he forgot how good it felt. "I'm sure it won't hurt anything." He steps forward and reaches his hand through the bars of the cell, locking his lips with Sampo's once more. They make out for a while between bars, the spacing between the iron rods wide enough for Sampo to slip his hands around Gepard's waist. "This is one of my greatest accomplishments y'know~" Sampo says, leaving a soft kiss on the corner of Gepard's blushed lips. "Shut up before I change my mind and leave you in here for good, Koski."

Debate team, Go! Go!

['Sparky2662']

Teen And Up Audiences

Other

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Angst, College/Debate club au, Unrequited Love, Blade is an asshole, I have no idea what the heck happened, this was supposed to be a cute lil enemies to lovers not a 2k unrequited love, I know this is supposed to be debating au but theres no actual debating, someone needs to teach me how to tag, stalking (kinda), Out of Character

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

2,086

1/1

7

95

11

1,982

['IDKwhatnametouse', 'berrystar5', 'mauliya', 'Envy_is_crying', 'Travi', 'syzowicc', 'Kefi_jin', 'Annabelinda', 'augereau', 'Lacie994', 'Mavrakss', 'Madara3437', 'PeriwinkleFalls', 'seiranee', 'Robukira', 'maeeexx', 'nervoustrashfanfictionreader', 'chelseaaa_0021', 'Kawaiineko_heichou', 'GarlicBread_Lova', 'emblem_love2', 'Suckapunch_Punk', 'Remiisies', 'zurikyu', 'YueJamol', 'eskirian_es', 'v_dalberg', 'Akasai', 'Ewiiissu', 'yourmelodies', 'https_koiwii', 'Xenogou', 'Inkina', 'GrimsWifeReal', 'MissSugaFree', 'waferandmilk', 'hopetodream', 'SpinSwan', 'Yselenica', 'Mizu_Ei', 'bladehusband', 'Ryujin_Milas', 'Erismylove', 'AbyssalRange', 'Sakuya_uchuu', 'celestialtears', 'Domestolian', 'hyoka', 'AIicePendragon', 'Azraelyan']

[]

For as long as you could remember you had always hated him.You still remember the day you met him like it was yesterday. Stumbling into the debate room like a lost fawn, you looked around nervously, scanning the opponent team only to meet his eyes.Those scarlet eyes you’ve come to hate with a passion stared at you, picking you apart bit by bit. At that very moment you knew you were fucked. You remember as he tore you and your team apart within minutes. His harsh words and his sneer left you grinding your teeth in anger, your nails leaving crescent shaped indents in your palms. God, did you want to punch him in the face right then and there. You hated the fact that he made good points, you hated the fact that he spoke with such… confidence. You hated that your voice quivered with every word that came spilling out of your lips as he looked down on you. You hated that while he stood without a care in the world, while you stood hunched over yourself fiddling with your hands to try and get your mind off the nervous wreck that was about to be your first debate.Perhaps if you were merely watching you would’ve admired him. From there it had gotten even worse.Every time you saw him, he shot you this infuriating smirk, his eyes narrowing in amusement at your obvious anger. He’d taunt you as he’d pass by you, holding every win he achieved over your head. He looked at you so differently then he looked at everyone else, you couldn’t tell what it was but you hated it. It took March clinging onto your arm and Dan Heng blocking Blade from your sight for you to not pounce at him. You were at your wits end. You had considered quitting for a while now, but whenever you brought it up, Dan Heng would give you a pointed look all the while March would whine until the thought left your mind. You loved your debating team very much, you truly did, but your hatred for Blade, and soon, debate far outweigh the pros of staying. In a few hours it was going to be your last debate. You had already mulled over how you would tell them without folding from March’s whines or Dan Heng’s critical stares.You’d already told Mr. Yang and Miss. Himeko your decision after your last debate. You couldn’t help but feel guilty over the sad look they gave you. It was pathetic, really. To quit something you had once loved, something you once had such a passion for all because of some… bully. But you couldn’t take it anymore, not when he’d haunt your dreams with his taunts, or when just hearing his name made you shake in anger.You had and will always hate Blade. Walking into the oh so familiar debating room you looked around one last time. You were early for once so it was pretty empty. Walking over to your designated seat you placed your bag down. The debate had yet to start but you could already feel your heart pumping. Taking a deep breath, you let out an exhalation as you sat down. “Hm? Oh! You’re early for once!” March came bouncing through the door, following closely behind her was Dan Heng who gave you a nod of acknowledgment. “Yeah, I felt like coming early for once.” The words ‘for my very last debate’ were left unsaid. It was on the very tip of your tongue, ready for you to blurt out, ready for you to see the look on their face turn from happiness to anger for abandoning them. But you didn’t want to ruin March’s mood, you couldn’t bring yourself too. Not when she was smiling so brightly at you, not when Dan Heng seemed to have a slight smile on his face too. You couldn’t break their hearts. Not like this. So you kept your mouth shut and kept on smiling, your hands shaking all the while. Moments later, Kafka walked through the door. She merely smiled at you and walked off to her designated seat. “Urgh, that Kafka is so infuriating!” March said, as she did every. single. time. she had a debate against Kafka. At this point it was routine. Kafka would walk in, then March would complain about her. You’d miss listening to her complain about every opponent, you’d also miss Dan Heng’s quips to March that would make her puff out her cheeks like a cute little chipmunk. The more you sat there listening to them the more guilty you felt. You couldn’t help but turn your head away from the pair, afraid that you’d break down at any moment.Then came a pair of familiar footsteps. You could recognise the sound of those steps from anywhere. You didn’t even bother to look at the door, you knew that as soon as you saw his face you’d lose your cool and everything would be over. You could already imagine his stupid smug face standing at the door, staring at you, just waiting for you to turn towards him so that he could get in a taunt before the start of the debate. The rest of the debate became a blur. You couldn’t remember anything. You didn’t want to remember anything. Argument after argument, worried look after worried look, sneer after sneer. Everything hurt so bad. You wanted to go home and cry in the comfort of your bed. You were still in a daze by the time March had started dragging the team to the closest convenience store for snacks and drinks. The whole time you kept your head down, wondering how the hell you were going to break the news to them. “March, Dan Heng, I… need to tell you something.” The bickering pair turned to you, the bickering coming to a cease as they gave you their full attention. “I quit the debating team…” You swallowed the lump in your throat as you continued, “Today was my last day. It was… I had a lot of fun debating with you guys and I’m… I’m sorry” Your words had barely come out as a whisper, you didn’t even know if they heard you. You turned your head away from them, looking everywhere but their faces. After what felt like an eternity of silence you looked at them again. March, oh your dear March had tears welling up in her eyes, a sad frustrated look on her face as she stared at you. Dan Heng still had a stoic face as always, but you knew where to look to see the sadness that hid behind his stoic mask. You couldn’t take it anymore, so you ran. You ran and ran until your legs burned and ached, you ran until you had reached the comfort of your apartment. Opening the door you stumbled in and began crying. You were just quitting a club, so why did it hurt so much? You cried and cried until there were no tears left to cry. Grabbing out your phone you saw that you had over 50 notifications from all your friends. They must’ve been so worried, you let them down over and over again, yet somehow, they found it in them to still care for you. That night, you fell asleep curled up at the door. Your eyes puffy and legs aching as you curled in on yourself trying to find warmth on the cold floor. *** You didn’t bother showing up to college the next week. Your days were spent moping about and staring at your (now dead) phone. You were acting like those lovesick girls who found out their boyfriends were cheating on them. It was pathetic, but you really could care less, not when everything hurt so bad. You wondered how the debate team was going, was March and Dan Heng still doing well? Did Miss Himeko still drink her shitty coffee? Did Mr. Yang still stare at his mechas when he thought no one was looking? As your mind drifts off you couldn’t help but think of the bastard that made you quit in the first place. Well really, it was your your fault for listening to a stuck up bully but you still blamed him for being an actual fucking asshole. Opening the fridge you realized you had literally no food. No food at all, not even a piece of fruit. Groaning you sluggishly dragged yourself to the bathroom to shower and go buy some food to last you another few more weeks of moping. Despite the beating sun that made you wince, being outside again was refreshing. Wherever you looked, you could remember the memories you made with the debate team. Over by the park you could see March’s figure jumping onto Dan Heng’s back making him fall over while you laugh at them on the swing. By the pole you could see yourself bumping into the damned thing while Mr. Yang frets over you and the rest of the team are giggling at your misfortune. Sighing, you pushed the memories aside and continued your trek to the shops. The walk felt long and disturbingly quiet, you were so used to the noise of March and Mr. Yang’s ramblings, or the occasional giggle of Miss Himeko and the few grunts that came from Dan Heng. All of a sudden you became aware of the person behind you. As soon as you stopped, they stopped. As soon as you began walking, so did they. You cursed yourself for not bringing or charging your phone and picked up the pace, eventually going into a full on sprint. Within seconds, you were pushed against a wall. Hissing at your now aching head you looked up to see familiar crimson eyes. Grinding your teeth together, you struggled to get out of his grip, thrashing about, you got pleasure from seeing how annoyed he was getting. “Hold still damn it!” You grunted when he pushed you further against the wall, not willing to let him see your pain. You kicked at his legs and clawed at his hands on your shoulders, like a rabid caged animal. You knew he was a giant asshole, a bully, but you’d never thought he’d ever actually get physical with you. Deciding to ignore your sad attempts at getting away he started speaking, “You quit debate. Why?” Hearing this sentence made you pause. Who was he to ask why you quit? How dare he ask why you quit after everything! “Why I quit has nothing to do with you, Blade” You spat out his name with as much hatred as you could muster, taking satisfaction in seeing him flinch slightly from your tone, “What’s it you? Sad that your little play thing finally ran away? That you have no one else to bully and taunt?” Blade paused as he took in your words, his brows furrowing as he stared at you, trying to make sense out of your clearly tired face. “You know what? I am sick of your stupid shit, that’s why I quit! There! Are you happy? I hate you so much, if you died, I would laugh at your grave because I managed to out live a piece of shit like you!” You could care less if people heard you, you were too tired to care. In fact, you were glad you could finally yell at him. Everything you kept hidden for so long came flooding out in that moment, your envy, your admiration, your anger, your sadness. By the end of it, your voice was hoarse and tears were streaking your cheeks again as you glared at him, laughing hysterically at the frozen look on his face. As his grip on you loosened, you pushed him away and took a few steps back, “I don’t know how anyone could love a smug, cruel bastard like you. I sure as hell wouldn’t,” you snarled before stumbling back the way you came from. You could get groceries another day, what you needed right now was another shower and some sleep. If you had turned around you would've noticed the hurt look on his face, you would’ve noticed the way his nails dug into the palms of his hands and the way he bit on his lips to stop the trembling. It was then that Blade realized he had gone about his crush in the worst way possible.

Cascade

['RoadToValhalla']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus/ Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Spoilers, Injury, Long-Distance Relationship, Fluff, First Kiss, Friends to Lovers, First Aid

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,635

1/1

15

187

21

5,624

['HikkiSama', 'Rei_z', 'FlamingHotGarbage', 'Blancheflor', 'amball2000', 'Dece4s3d', 'MrAlcorou18', 'ElCidGaki', 'SomeRando3317', 'Eufobeat3r', 'Dexx404', 'TatsuFlXD', 'Blaze_AT', 'Acronix', 'Garzooka', 'JoeJav', 'Yuya52', 'KangKongKing', 'RazeCrown', 'Quetzalcoatless', 'Logsou', 'Povcycy', 'viatorem000', 'Voidrin', 'AxxelBlaze', 'GhostNote', 'Mehran199', 'JohnStan', 'Majes', 'A_Burnt_Toast', 'DanielSprings_3065', 'BajoZero', 'Kanekokiira', 'Aulinmx5', 'Minerenzzz', 'Spader37', 'Ali212', 'Naz290', 'Randomfan888', 'MeowWolf802', 'SneakyTrinky', 'Axv20', 'Asherlau62', 'RiserReads', 'Delta0141', 'Alastair1221', 'UchihaRyu', 'Gaf2707', 'Nowe712', 'Read100']

[]

"That should be the last of them." The scythe wielder said as she finished off a Fragmentum monster. "You know I could have handled them all by myself," the Trailblazer said as he walked over to Seele. "Well, Caelus, better luck next time." Seele laughs a little; she always knew that despite having a kind heart, this alien of a boy was a bit competitive. This made the two of them go head-to-head with each other. "Yeah, yeah, but we shouldn’t be worrying too much about this. We still need to find those extra medical supplies for Nat." Ever since the final fight against Cocolia, this crew of trailblazers from the Astral Express has been helping for just a few more days. March was helping Natasha and Oleg with the undergrounders trying to adjust to their new lives, while Dan Heng was helping a bit with the Architects in trying to figure out a plan to explore and expand Belobog. As well for our trash can-loving Trailblazer. He was helping the enforcer of Wildfire gather some extra supplies for the clinic; after all, some supplies were still deep within the corruptions of the Fragmentum. "Since when did you start calling her that? Have you two really been that close already?" Seele was quick to pick up on him calling Natasha by the nickname she always uses for her. Caelus was just silent, trying to figure out a way to explain in a thoughtful manner, "I just picked it up because of you." "Hey, I’m not bad or anything; it’s not like it’s a signature for me anyway; many kids back in the orphanage call her that as well." With a soft smile, she just can’t help but see the ever-so-stoic face of her companion mess up sometimes. "Anyways, since the monsters are cleared, let's get searching." Seele said as the two nodded at each other and split up to have better coverage of the whole area. " This moment was just like the one where they had Bronya with them, but due to her being a Supreme Guardian now it was only them two left. Though she doesn’t quite understand why she was feeling delighted to spend some time alone with Caelus, she just likes his company, both as a rival and as a companion. "Now where are those?" While looking around, she feels a small wire in her leg, as if when the trap triggered, it was already too late. A small explosion happened, and though she managed to dodge most of the impact, there were still a few injuries to her leg. "Seele!" Caelus rushed over to the girl, who was lying on the ground, clutching her knee. "Goddammit." There was a massive blast to her leg. "IF I FIND THE PERSON WHO DID THIS, THEY WILL—AHH." Even for a tough woman like Seele, this was a very open wound. "Relax, I've got you." Caelus said as he was quick on his feet, trying to get the disinfectant he found and finding some paper towels to quickly apply first aid to the wound.   "I don’t need-""Shut up for now; you're hurt." He quickly shushed Seele as she just winced through the pain. She never liked being the weak one; oftentimes, when she was young, she would hold out on the pain of treating her wounds. Since she always got into fights with the others, even as she grew older, simple things like treating her wounds were something she wasn’t fond of. She only clutched Caelus' shoulder as he slowly dampened the disinfectant on her. Her grip was tight as she felt his hand firmly make sure her wound was clean. "Are… you done yet?" She asked, and with a nod, Caelus got some small bandages and wrapped them around her leg. "There, you can open your eyes now." He said as Seele looked at her leg, she could still feel the stings it caused, but this will have to do for now. "Can you get up?" Caelus said as Seele tried to stand but seemingly struggled. "WHY? Legs, just work, please." She tried again and failed. Caelus, being calm as he is, reached out his hand. "Here, I’ll help you walk until we can reach the clinic." "I probably look weak right now, huh?" Seele asked how she could be so reckless and not notice such a simple trap. To think she would also be asking for help in front of the Trailblazer himself was something for her. "No, I don’t think about stuff right now; accidents happen, okay?" He said, as Seele sighed and finally accepted the gesture, "Just so you know, talk about this with the others, and you won’t see the light of day." She said this as Caelus put her arm behind his shoulder as they tried to make their way out of the Fragmentum. She was in fact very vulnerable right now; she was supposed to be such a steadfast presence that a look at her would send the rascals in the underworld fleeing. Yet she was being helped right now. That’s right, she made a promise to Bronya that she would do everything in her power to help her. But where was her help? Where was a person who could help her when she fell down? "You know you don’t have to always be the hero?" She said everyone in Belobog, even Bronya, had a little debt for Caelus. The real reason why the scales tipped in their favor in that decisive battle "I’m no hero, just doing what’s right." Despite being weak right now, Seele couldn’t help but give a small punch to her companion’s side. "You know someone who got pierced by a spear and suddenly has this overwhelming power? That's not just an ordinary person, you know." They stopped walking for a moment so that Caelus could answer, "Maybe I’m just built differently." All Seele laughs at that dumb response. But like a whiplash Seele changed tone after 2 seconds, "You know, most of our hearts sank when we saw you fall with that spear right through your chest." Caelus raised an eyebrow at this revelation. "It was like that feeling that our hope was gone for those few seconds. You know, we have gone through so much together that it felt disappointing that it ended just like that." Caelus just shakes his head as they continue to thread forward. "Promise me one thing." Seele said in a voice of determination. She wanted the Trailblazer to remember this one simple promise: "Promise me you will return to this planet, and promise me you won’t die on your journey." It was simple, though; she wanted to meet again in the future. And the simplicity was something Caelus liked about Seele. "Then I promise." Despite being tough on the outside, she had a genuine smile on her face. Maybe because now that Bronya has this huge responsibility, Caelus is the one she sees as an equal. She didn’t want to let go of another friend; she didn’t want to see the day when he might never return again. "So, Nat didn’t go too hard on you, right? I even vouched that it was an accident." Caelus said this as Seele was sitting in one of the beds in the clinic. "Yeah, she understands; it's not like it’s a first as well." She said with a smile, "By the way, thank you for helping back here." They both seem to smile at each other. "It was nothing," Seele nods, as she is still kind of embarrassed that he managed to help her like this. "What I meant while we're walking is true, you know. Maybe because you're just so different from the people here that it was hard not to get attached to you." Seele paused for a moment, trying to think of words to continue. "I guess it just made me feel safe, that I can rely on someone else for a change instead of being the one being relayed on." Caelus just smiles at his companion as he gets a message from Dan Heng. "Hey, it’s almost time for us to leave. Tomorrow will finally be the day."   Straightforward as always, as Seele saw, their time was almost up. "Hey, I still forgot; we still haven’t gotten our contacts yet." Caelus said as Seele got to her phone as well and traded numbers. "Anyways, you should get some rest, ok?" Seele nodded to the remark as Caelus went outside, perhaps saying some last goodbyes to the underworld. All she could do was look at his profile on the messaging app, as if she wanted to make a decision she knew she wouldn’t regret. The next day came, as it was the last meeting before the Trailblazing team left. "You wanted to talk?" Caelus said as Seele nodded her head. "Before you go, I have one last thing to say." She took a breath and went in for the attack—a soft, gentle kiss on the Trailblazer's cheek. Caelus was blushing; it was the first time Seele had seen him blush like that. And as quick as her movement speed, Seele changed from a heartfelt maiden to a brash enforcer. "Just think of it as a memory we can share together; also, don’t go and ignore my message once you leave." She said this as Caelus smiled. "I’ll do that. Seele, just wait for my return, ok? We can start where we left off." Seele just nodded her head as she also started to blush, saying, "Just don't let me wait too long, okay?" Despite being galaxies apart, the two of them were still on good terms. In hoping for the day that they could talk in person again and not behind some rectangular phone.

Nostalgia—Such a Bittersweet Ache, My Love

['Vadejed']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Blade/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Luocha’s there for like 2 lines LMAO, Angst and Feels, Smut, Angst and Porn, basically Dan Heng is still mad at Blade, but also wants to fuck him, bc he’s still attached, Bottom Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Top Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Mildly Dubious Consent, mostly cuz dh is conflicted, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, sorta - Freeform, They fuck and Blade dips lol, Dacryphilia, Makeup, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Choking, Canon-Typical Violence, Like dh thinks abt wanting to kill Blade but no actual violence, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Hotels, Hotel Sex, Lovers To Enemies, How is that not a tag, Blade is Called Ren (Honkai: Star Rail), sorta like dh refers to them as seperate ppl yk, Partner Betrayal, Exes, Crying, Men Crying, Spit As Lube, Biting, Masochism, dh is a WHORE, and i love him for it, To Be Continued, with a different pairing tho, different fics but will be a collection, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Mostly vaguely dh pov, Blow Jobs, forgot thag one imm a mess, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND made me write this, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Cologne, forgot those whoops

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,970

1/1

10

548

54

10,545

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[]

Dan Heng lays in a bed that is not his own, the memories of the last few hours replaying behind his eyes.   Arriving in Xianzhou, meeting Shushang and Luocha, fighting the Mara-struck along the way, and Shushang getting them settled in this… decent, he supposes, hotel. He’s seen both better and worse, but he won’t complain about a free room.   His window is slightly ajar, as the room was near-suffocating—or maybe that was just the tightness in his chest speaking—and he desperately needed the fresh air.   He breathes slow, in… out… in… out… body aching for sleep, mind racing with questions and worries.   What if he’s here? What if he finds me? Luocha’s room is quite far away, and most of the rooms were unoccupied, if the many keys behind the hostess said anything. That man has done crazier things, it’s not impossible.   Chilled air hisses as it’s sucked between teeth sealed together as if welded shut.   He needs to stop thinking. He needs to sleep, but his worries gnaw at him.   Exhaustion is like a weight over his abdomen, eyes bleary and half-closed.   Warmth presses firm against his stomach right before his eyes close, red and blue moving into his line of sight.   His eyes fly open, dagger-sharp teeth pulled into view by a devilish grin and glinting in the moonlight pooling through the window.   “You—“ “Such a pretty thing you are, laying here, keeping yourself up until I got here~”   He wants to scream, but he can’t. He wants to stab him, but his spear is too far away.   He still uses the same cologne, barely-there and yet just as intoxicating as it was all those years ago.   A warm hand cups his chin, fingers splaying out—into his hair, pressing against his neck, palm and thumb against cheek—and it’s all so fond, so gentle, so easy to get high off of.   Just like he did all those years ago.   Before Ren became Blade; before his darling lover, who he’d watch the moon with, steal kisses from and sneak them in behind corners and under staircases, who knew all the right places to touch and grab and hold, all the right words to whisper in his ears to make him absolutely melt.   Before he changed, before honey-sweet turned bitter and sour with blood and near-insanity.   “Don’t touch me, you—!” “Shhh, you’re fine, Dan Heng.” Lips press against his own, rough and dry and lightly scarred from who knows what.   Betrayal and agony scream for him to bite down, to thrash and fight and make a ruckus, to throw away the quiet and mature persona he took on the day he left the Xianzhou.   … but longing and closure and still-there affection beg him not to, pleading and desperate, craving even an scrap of tenderness from the man who who could’ve killed him that day and it still would’ve hurt less than the heartbreak.   He feels his eyes burn, brows shaking into something between a scowl and a frown as Blade stays there, lips still pressed to his own. Tears well up, choked back and swallowed down for so long.   His hands feel wrong, more calloused than  he remembers, but yet so right, holding him the exact same way he used to, back then.   Back then.   Back then.   The memories of “Ren’s” betrayal—the horror and pain of that day, the very last day he ever knew peace of mind—all come rushing back to him and he kicks his legs childishly, almost audibly sobbing when he feels gentle shushing and coos against his lips.   Rough thumbs stroke away his tears.   He wants him dead, his head on a mantle.   … and yet he needs him here just as much; holding him, kissing him, so tangible and physical and whole.   Dan Heng’s mind is a mess of love and hate, rage and desire, of gentle touches that soothe bone-deep aches and teeth sharper than any weapon.   And all Blade does is stay on top of him, kissing him slow and gentle, letting him think, letting him squirm.   He breaks—to hell with his anger, his bone-deep resentment, he needs this.   His hands surge up from where they’d dug into the sheets, tangling in long hair and caging Blade as close as possible.   Blade hums like the cat that got the canary, and Dan Heng couldn’t care less.   To hell with his anger, with that night, with sanity and clarity and rationality.   Blade is here, holding and kissing and touching him, not an ounce of madness nor bloodthirst in the way he soothes him.   Their past is meaningless here, in their bubble where all that matters is tongue and teeth and desire, where Dan Heng’s mind can finally rest, fog clouding what little of him still screams at him to run, to leave.   Fabric rustles, what little of Dan Heng’s remaining outfit pulled off and thrown aside, his own nimble fingers making quick work of Blade’s clothes.   Here, they pause, skin burning and bodies aching. He considers changing his mind, throwing Blade out the window, killing him here and now…   But he doesn’t, he leans up and pulls Blade closer, kissing him of his own volition.   Shivers wrack his body as Blade’s hand wraps around his aching cock—he’d long grown used to his own hand, having Blade’s against him eases a knot in his chest he forgot existed.   Kisses are pressed along his cheeks, free hand swiping away tears and coming back stained red—his makeup, smeared from his weeping and no doubt all over his face already.   Sharp, dangerous teeth tease his skin, tongue and lips leaving bruises along fair skin, a calloused hand along his dick scratching a masochistic itch he’s left unsatisfied for too long.   His breath catches when Blade sinks those teeth into the juncture of shoulder and neck, the burn holding him in a silent scream, though it comes out more like a choked whimper, as his arms and legs cling to and wrap around Blade’s body.   It’ll bruise.   That mark won’t leave for weeks.   He hasn’t been this aroused in years.   His head is foggy, pathetic noises he’s long forgotten he could make pulled from his throat by skilled hands and teeth finally relenting, body moving down to shift his attention elsewhere, though one hand stays at his face.   Blade’s arm is long enough to reach up, fingers digging into the pliant wetness of Dan Heng’s tongue, even from where his mouth, sharp teeth made docile, makes itself at home with his length, red and firm with blood and arousal.   He moans around those fingers as Blade sinks down, his mouth hotter than a furnace and so, so soft compared to his hands.   He sits there, Dan Heng’s legs—long and firm with lean, flexing muscles—keeping a vice grip around his head.   And then he sucks, the suction addicting, and his name tumbles from Dan Heng’s lips on pure instinct, heady with lust and too-soon overstimulation, and uncaring for how muffled and unintelligible the words are with Blade’s fingers on his tongue.   They stroke the writhing muscle, Blade’s coos turned to mere vibrations along Dan Heng’s cock, pulling more of those sweet, utterly pathetic whines and whimpers from his beautiful lips.   Hips buck into Blade’s mouth as he bobs his head, warnings of the smaller man’s approaching high babbled against his fingers.   Just as promised, warm, bitter cum spills into his mouth and throat shortly after, but he doesn’t stop. Dan Heng whimpers, pleas ignored as Blade sucks and bobs harder, faster.   It’s several minutes later that Blade mercies him, pulling off his spent, aching cock and removing his fingers from spit-slick lips.   The spit isn’t wiped away, instead brought down to stroke his hole, “too much” and “nonono” tumbling from Dan Heng’s lips as tears well up in his eyes again.   He whines as a finger breaches in—it hurts, stinging even with his spit and excessive arousal—but his fight dies on his tongue as Blade’s other hand, the one smeared with Dan Heng’s makeup, reaches up, pressing firm into his throat, smearing more of that pretty red pigment into his skin.   It’s too much, far too much, but he craves it, wanting more even though it hurts—wanting more because it hurts, because it’s him, the man who was his darling lover, who he dreamed of living out his days with.   Now, however, all he wants from him is skin and spit and friction and pain.   Fingers work him open, eager and fast and greedy, just the same as they both are. The burn fades, replaced by pleasure that burns hotter, brighter, and melts both his mind and body into nothing but a pliant puddle.   Blade releases his neck with a grin and a hum, Dan Heng swiftly flipped onto his stomach before Blade pushes in; it’s messy, hasty, rushed, and Dan Heng needs more, more, more—!   He might die if he doesn’t get it.   Blade’s thrusts are hard and fast from the very beginning, shaking his body and the bed. He hits every last one of the spots that drive the man beneath him mad, moans muffled into the cheap pillows.   His muscles ache and tremble, he’s lost count of how many times he came, the words Blade murmurs to him are lost in the haze of what he’s been missing for so long.   It’s all heat, force, friction, baser instincts corrupting all sense of rationale and sanity. Everything is too much and yet so far from enough, like he needs more but hit his limit.   Fuck his limit—he needed Blade in him years ago, he’s not stopping him anytime soon now that he finally has him back…   Even if only for tonight, right now, a carnal craving of heat and flesh and all things depraved.   He barely hears the curses that come with Blade’s warning, blunt nails scratching at Dan Heng’s hips, waist, and back.   His orgasm hits as he bottoms out into Dan Heng, hands gripping his body so hard he’d worry that Blade will break his hip bone in any other situation.   Now, though, the heat burning him from the inside out is the only thing on his mind, everything else comes second.   His vision goes fuzzy, then black as he passes out, pushed too far with too much, an ache in the pit of his stomach soothed at long last.       When he wakes up, his body is beyond sore, his clothes neatly folded to the side, and he’s been cleaned up.   His breath his steady, and the memories of last night yet again rush back to him, regret and guilt eating at him in an instant.   “… fuck.”   He needs to find Mr. Yang.   He needs to find March.   He needs to find their… new companion.   He needs to find them, solve the Stellaron crisis, and get the fuck out.   And forget about last night while he’s at it.   After dressing, he exits his room, heads to the lobby, and pointedly ignores the way Luocha’s eyes drift to the barely visible bruises and marks along his lips and upper neck.   He doesn’t give him the chance to ask, marching off as soon as he returns his room’s key.   He needs to leave Xianzhou.   He can’t trust himself to be able to fight against that monster.   He’ll find his companions, get out as soon as possible…   And never come back.   Yeah, that’s his plan… that’s the plan.   No more Blade, no more Ren, no more moping over a past he’ll never get back.   He gets a text.   It’s them, asking if he’s alright.   He sends a quick “Yes.” and rushes from the hotel, dead-set on his plan and hoping things go more smoothly from here…   He knows they won’t, but he can still hope.

Drunk on Pussy | Sampo Koski

['EilaAfterHours']

Explicit

Other

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader

Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Reader

Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Edging, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Coming Inside, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Dirty Talk, AFAB reader - Freeform, Reader Insert, Sampo has a big dick

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

602

1/1

19

408

41

11,711

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[]

You really don’t remember how you ended up in this situation.   “Fuck…”   Although, you found yourself compromised like this quite often.   Fully nude, lower half hanging off the edge of the bed while your legs laid on Sampo’s board shoulder.    While he ate you out like it was his final meal, partaking in the fruit of ambrosia.    “Fuck…you’re so fucking wet. All for me…” Mumbled against your glistening folds, followed by the lewd song your pussy was singing.    Singing for him.   You were singing too, but small and breathless.    His fingers were playing you like an instrument that slides. Pulling you back and forth from the edge.    You were so fucking close.    You let out a whine when he finally pulled back, building pressure tumbling back down to a low simmer.    “This pussy loves me—was made for, right?” He sighed lovingly as he pulled your folds open, watching it pulse around nothing. He groaned, it was becoming increasingly harder to not just push your knees against your chest and fuck you like he knew you’d love.    Alas, he was so wonderfully endowed, and you needed plenty of preparation to take him.    So he’d make you come one last time before he let go of the reins.    And he knows exactly how to get you.   Shoving three fingers into your cunt, he curled them, making sure to assault that spongy spot. Your orgasm overcame you so quickly that you could only manage a surprised gasp before groaning.    You were ready.    He finally wiped the slick from his chin, then gently removed your legs from him (they flopped aside like jelly).    He chuckled, and he stood from his crouched position, then repositioned you so that your bottom was laid full on the bed and giving you a quick peck on the lips, he then hoisted your thighs in his large hands and started pushing them back toward you.   Your eyes widen.    “Wait, wait—” But he was too pussy-drunk to be reasoned with at this point.    There was only one thing on his mind:    Feel that cunt of yours heat. That fucking vice grip that’ll milk him of everything he’s got and more.    Taking only seconds to align, Sampo gave you a crooked grin before sliding embarrassingly easy into your sopping pussy.    And gods above, that was all it took.    Somewhere between the stars and vastness of space did you catch the gaze of a few Aeons.    The moment that he was fully seated within and the tip touched that special part of you, all the pent-up orgasms came tumbling into one.   And Sampo was not far behind.   “Yes, fuck! Yes! Milk me for everything I’ve fuckin—fuck! Let me fill you—I’ll fill you so fuckin good…” He rambled, eyes rolled far back enough that for a moment you believed he’d actually rolled them all the way back.   Not even a second after you had caught your breath, did shove your thighs against your chest.    “Sampo!?” And yet again your voice was drowned out.   Instead, his hips pistoned with reckless abandon, chasing some sort of high that hand him going at the mouth.    “You’ll let me fill you up, right? And another one after this? Fuck—I wanna see how it looks. Your cunt all flushed and puffy, but still wanting more even after I’ve got you leaking out my cum—Fuck! Fuck—Y’ll let me clean you up right, let me go done on you one last time?” At the end of that deprived man’s prayer, his gaze met yours.    And who were you to deny the poor man’s deepest desires?

Sorry, Not Sorry

['Scarlet_Victoria']

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Himeko/Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail)

Rope Bondage, I Don't Even Know, what to tag, Just Kafka playing with her wife

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

3,583

1/1

272

14

7,195

['Karomei', 'Albugear', '3dennhehe', 'Vexbr', 'Nameless_Something', 'Alex_moon20', 'Arimaticus', '54450734', 'ReinesYatogami647', 'Ace_Willows', 'miiym', 'atlantic_a25', 'flooringdemon', 'Astraeus_the_rey_of_moonlight', 'meisterthief', 'JaeKJaeK', 'Tuna0504', 'robo12', 'blackcoffee19', '0mniessence', 'Chaeram', 'MineeHirai', 'Sour_DragonFly', 'iidxae', 'Harlijoe', 'fengyu21', 'Retothekill', 'yorii_px', 'topajade', 'Roguedj', 'Kyo_ka2', 'n3p', 'kafka_pls_rail_my_honkai', 'Adrielly', 'Levski', 'Manimbored', 'CharaWolfer2', 'HAM_Hatchling', 'Akemi_9', 'Cat99', 'Demonslayer28', 'kulbaba', 'konyakuya', 'MitsuyaHaitani', 'guwon_6', 'Emerine_sofie', 'xChilXChilx', 'Reqxired', 'bloomingmoonrise', 'ISimp4No1']

[]

“Himeko” There was no response from the person in front of her. The bright red-haired woman in front of the Stellaron hunter— Kafka. Without any reaction, Kafka ran her fingers across Himeko’s powerless face while thinking that the stubbornness of this little brat like Himeko will remain still if she opens her eyes right now. If she wakes up from a dream and finally finds out about this situation… that juicy lips of hers might start an argument for sure. ‘Stellaron hunter’ ‘Astral express’ Both names have been fighting like a cat and dog since time immemorial. This truth is clear to everyone in the universe and remains clear as the train reaches a new star. Kafka unexpectedly appeared in the middle of the Astral Express member's meeting and started to growing agitated everyone by using her mysterious, inviting, and deceptive words. But if the most ingenious, it must be the action this time. Only Pompom the captain and Himeko, the train's owner, remained when the others descended to investigate and save a new star called Xianzhou Luofu. Only once did Kafka seize the chance to abduct her as well...   That’s right. She got Himeko with her this time.   “Hmm…” The sweet, hoarse voice of Himeko who had just woken up from her slumber sounded. Both eyes were not fully open. She noticed that this is not the place she should be even though her eyes still got blurry. The coldness, the atmosphere, and the surrounding of this place were things that she won’t let appear in her creation. When she finally regained consciousness, the first thing she felt right away was the feeling of the leather material tightly wrapping around her wrists. She bit her lips in annoyance before raising her head just to face the other woman inevitably. “Having fun, right?” “Yep. It’s always fun.” Kafka replied in a flattering tone as she bowed down to Himeko, kneeling in front of her. The heart-wrenching smile she intended to give was enough to cause the annoyance in Himeko to turn her face away again. Kafka laugh out loud at what she saw… but it still didn’t fulfill her satisfaction— She wanted more than that cute pouty face of Himeko. “There’s no reason to act like this, Himeko.” Himeko kept her mouth shut. “Let’s talk. Hmm… or play. Shall we?” “There are many ways that the clever ones will do, Kafka.” “Oh, now that’s hurt. You tell me that I’m not the clever one? How mean…” Kafka dragged her sweet voice and pat Himeko's head with her hand. Himeko couldn't help but clenched her teeth. It was exactly as Kafka said from the start. Resisting will only cause exhaustion. Kafka has absolutely no way to get into a fight with her. At most, it was just word of mouth and word of mouth back and forth. Even though Kafka was like an unscrupulous person in Himeko's eyes, she thought that this woman had so many hidden plans. And that would certainly be enough to justify the hunter not killing her and her crew. Himeko decided to look up and faced the other with a slightly annoying face. Kafka, seeing those pairs of yellow-orange eyes, was shocked by the action of the other woman. It was rare for the other party to turn to her first. To her, it was a good sign. At least this beautiful victim has given her some. “Do you know that you have a pretty face? Since you have been traveling from world to world. Many people would fall for your beauty… am I right?” Kafka asked, walking around the room. From time to time, she turned to look at Himeko. And every time she turned. She found that Himeko was still staring at her indifferently— how cute. “I don't care about those things.” “You should. At least they would be willing to give you everything.” “So, what will it be next?” “Satisfaction—” Kafka turned around. Behind her was a personal portable music player. She set it on the pedestal. Soon, she used her beautiful finger to press down on the button to make the device play music. “All humans like you need satisfaction in life.” She turned down her voice and start to dance to classical music which is her favorite. Himeko kept looking at Kafka’s actions. ‘Did she just lose it or what.’ She kept thinking while waiting for Kafka to continue her speech. “You don't want it?” Kafka stopped moving in front of Himeko. Their faces were so close that they both could feel their breath flowing on their faces. Himeko's cheeks flushed slightly as she saw those mysterious pink-purple eyes on a level that was too close. Kafka, who had captured the scene in time, grabbed the frame of her face with her fingertips and immediately pushed her to turn around. “Answer me.” “N— No... I don't.” Himeko tried to turn away again. But still lost to the fingers that Kafka put together to block her movement. The moment Himeko's plump lips accidentally touched Kafka's fingertips. Kafka quickly pressed the tip of the finger so that it sat on the other's lips with pleasure. “So… so soft” “Stop. It’s fun for you right?” "No. This is a compliment.” Himeko fell silent. This time, Kafka let herself turn away as she saw how the other's face began to turn red. “Let's play a bit. Before you have to get back on your train.” Himeko raised her eyebrows in suspicion. She looked up and found Kafka holding a red rope in her hand. Red is her signature color. Looking at the face of Kafka, she secretly thought that she must have been thinking the same thing as she had in mind. “This color suits you the best. So, I got them.” Right. Kafka had plans for her. “Isn’t it enough to tie me up like this?” “If you said you don’t want that ridiculous ' satisfaction’… Well, I already know that you would answer like that—” “…” “I will make it for me then.” Such unbearably selfish words. Himeko thought to herself as she bit her lip in annoyance. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the high-heeled boots coming closer and closer until the end. Her face was almost touching Kafka's thighs. So that both are at the same level as Kafka began to move closer and used both hands to embrace her loosely. “H—Hey! What are you doing!” The head of the Stalleron hunter rested on her smooth shoulder. With Himeko's outfit revealing her shoulders, Kafka was able to fully use the tip of her nose to tease her, letting her start to whimper uncontrollably. Before long, Kafka pulled herself away and pulled the red string on herself— placed on Himeko's narrow waist perfectly. The two of her hands still held the red rope, not letting go anywhere while releasing laughter when she saw that Himeko was realized the whole situation. “I know you wouldn't put me at risk of death... But this is what you want?” “Who's forbidden?” Kafka moved her face closer and asked Himeko in a cold voice. Her two hands began to bind the other's torso as she wished again. “The robe of yours is so annoying. Let me take it off." Himeko's eyes widened in shock as Kafka said those words as she picked up her pocket knife. In the blink of an eye, Kafka used it. The coat on her right side was also cut off. As a result, her personal cloak fell to the ground. Only the right sleeve was left. Which would now be just a piece of cloth. “Oh, you angry?” Kafka asked in a calm voice. She immediately lowered her head so that she could see Himeko's angry look in her eyes. A smile on the purple-haired girl's face suddenly appeared. “Well, you're tied up. I have to do that.” “I'm going to get you arrested.” “Arrest me? I’m not gonna lie now. There were many chances for you to catch me though… Seems like you didn’t do anything.” "That's not the same with this—" “Oh, dear. I don’t think so.” Said Kafka, happily tying a rope around Himeko's body. Yet the next place where Kafka started to put the rope down was under Himeko’s breast. When Kafka decides to put the rope together with her hand to attach under the plump breasts immediately, Himeko started making noises in her throat in shock. The dazzling sensation of Kafka's hand through the purple gloves caused Himeko to straighten up instantly. And that opened the way for this red rope to be tightened more closely to Himeko's body. Kafka, who was in a state of fun, began to break away and pull the rope towards herself in satisfaction. Himeko, the arrogant owner of the train, was beautifully bound by her. The sound of classical music mixing with the atmosphere in the room made Kafka even more amused than before. She deliberately loosened the rope in her hand so that Himeko could relax a little. Before immediately pulling up the rope to shock Himeko again and it was accomplished. “Ah! Kafka!” “It’s good enough to call my name, isn’t it?... Isn’t it satisfying?” Kafka made a sly voice close to Himeko's ear with amusement. It only passed in the blink of an eye. Kafka's hands had already been tied up with all the ropes to Himeko’s body. Just the same as Kafka's hands that began to carelessly penetrate the bound woman's body. From the sensational back up to the slender arms that were bound on either side and ending at the squeezing waist— Kafka did it all. “How pretty.” Kafka's deep, sweet voice sounded as mischievous eyes revealed as the two looked at each other. And because of something that Himeko received through the other's eyes, her face turned red again. Without an escape, she knew very well how she would be treated this time. The two slender hands of Kafka in front of Himeko started to touch her breasts. She began to writhe as she saw the sight in front of her. Kafka was looking at her breasts intently through her fabric. It was as if those two eyes had been able to graze on this dessert, they would have done it. And she grew more confident in those eyes as Kafka pulled down her dress and bra with both hands, revealing her large plump breasts Himeko's face grows red and hotter as her reserves are revealed in front of Stellaron hunter’s eyes. The more she gave a wriggling movement the more beautiful bare breasts are even more swaying... Thinking the other way. It was as if she had already invited this purple-haired prey hunter. "You're not trying to seduce me, are you?" “No way!” She yelled back at Kafka as she quickly turned her face away again. There was no way she could fight back when both hands were tied up like this. Only Himeko's resentment and shyness could have made Kafka aware of her current emotions. Kafka was still staring at Himeko’s huge breasts like that. Before long, she decided to move her face between those smooth breasts. Let her own breath pour over the white, smooth skin of the person in front of her all over. She slowly used the tip of her nose to nudge into them, bringing thrilling to the other person. When she stopped her lips were in the same position as the top of the Himeko's chest that was tied. So, she raised her head. “Himeko... you are…” “…” “Has anyone ever done this to you?” She didn't wait for Himeko to answer. Kafka opened her lips to taste the sweet breasts of the girl in front of her. She began to use the tip of her tongue to lick it at the top of this beautiful pink chest, waiting for her own saliva to add moisture to the beautiful chest and increase the heat in the heart to Himeko. The touch from the other side that began to give slowly, gradually made Himeko feel incredibly pleasured. The whimper in her throat transformed into a loud moan as Kafka began to speed up her slender tongue and use her other hand to squeeze her chest. The more thrilling, the more suffering began to build up in this red-haired heart. The fact that she was tied up made her unable to find a way to release her pain. Only a sweet moan would be enough to ease this torment. But what is more hurtful is that these voices will make a cunning girl like Kafka to be able to do more and want to do more than that for sure. She had plans… She always had. “Mmm…” The sweet voice faded as Kafka pulled her lips from the pretty chest and instead used her two hands to squeeze them. At the same time, Kafka moved closer to the other body and moved her face closer. In the end, only the two lips that had not yet touched. The warm breath from the tip of Kafka's nose continued to pour onto Himeko's lips. The dazzling sensation of the soft hand that was placed on Himeko's chest continued to incessantly rouse her excitement. Himeko decided to bite her lower lip to prevent the voice from leaking further. Kafka saw it and could only let out a sarcastic laugh. "Don’t force yourself. I know you like it," said Kafka, slyly moving her eyes along the other's face. Himeko, who had no choice, could only lower her eyes as her face turned red. But it grew redder the further down she looked. The more she saw Kafka's plump lips rubbing against her lips teasingly. “You want a kiss?” “...” “Hmm?” Kafka asked, running her lips along the same part of the other. The atmosphere between the two of them became more and more rousing. Himeko's heart began to beat faster than before. Kafka's heart was probably beating as hard as it was but her heart was pounding because of the excitement of doing something with this woman. Himeko didn't reply with words of the purple-haired. Yet, she answered by moving her lips towards meet Kafka’s until they eventually touched each other. The response was strong enough for Kafka to make a move by pinching Himeko's lips together and starting to grind together her way. The hot sensation from both lips continued as the friction between their bodies gave each other. Kafka began to move her two arms to hug the other's beautiful body tightly. Her palm began to caress Himeko's body again. Only this time, she began to have more desires in the body of Himeko. The desire to tease began to fade into the desire to taste this woman's body instead. “Mmm..” It was Kafka who started to moan with satisfaction as Himeko began to insert her tongue to draw out the sweetness from her mouth. In the end, the two couldn't keep up. They pulled their faces apart, leaving their saliva on their faces. The two gasped in exhaustion before kissing again with passion. This time, Kafka raised both hands to support Himeko's pretty face as though Himeko was about to disappear. And those fears made Kafka begin to use her fingertips to hold the other person's face tightly until she had to cry in the throat as a warning. When loosening as she wants. Kafka began to run her palm over Himeko's body again. And this time, the target was the soft white thighs that were slightly concealed by a gorgeous white dress. She smiled, before sweeping the fabric back with her hand. Revealing only bare thighs with only white underwear covering the gap between Himeko’s legs. “Your face is redder than your own hair color now,” Kafka said teasingly, running her fingertips slowly running between the legs through the underwear. Himeko bit her lower lip tightly when she felt the touch of other fingers. Despite trying to suppress how satisfied it was to moan; Kafka’s slender fingers knew exactly when to move. She moaned as Kafka began to move her fingers faster. In the end, it was Kafka who couldn't resist the tempting sweet moans. She decided to raise her hand, hurriedly took off her own favorite purple glove with her mouth, and slipped her hand into Himeko's panties while giving Himeko another passionate kiss. “M…Mmm” “I know you like it.” “Did you hear that I told you to stop?” Once again Himeko started arguing. The heat between the two grew hotter as they got into arguments. Kafka, without hesitation, slid down to place a kiss on Himeko's neck before sucking it. The hand that had reached into the panties immediately inserted two fingers inside Himeko’s body to let out a sweet moan from her mouth. “Aaahh! K— Kafka… Mmm.” “Say it again.” Kafka's free hand started squeezing Himeko’s plump breasts until those breasts started to form. Seeing this, she used the tip of her thumb to rake it repeatedly, bending the finger on the other person's body and moving it in and out at the same time. Himeko couldn't stand it anymore. Unwilling to moan and call another person's name over and over until it becomes out of language The atmosphere of the room was cold before. It was now a room filled with lust, excitement, and allure. Himeko's sweet moaning continued to echo along with Kafka's classical music. What a mesmerizing sound of music. Kafka thought. Before long, she added sweetness to the figure in front of Himeko by pulling the other's hair upwards. As a result, Himeko's entire body had to bend uncontrollably. The plump breasts bound by the red rope hung up in front of Kafka. The purple hair had to lean down to taste the sweetness from the large piece of candy in front of her. Kafka swiftly rubbed the top of the candy with her tongue as if she had eaten her favorite candy again. The fingers below began to move in and out more frequently until the sound of Himeko’s squeaking was heard. The sweetness in Himeko increases when Kafka's plump lips manage to suck the beautiful chest to attach to the lips, causing Himeoko to cut all the gray. "Huh— Mhh" “Do you like it?” There was no answer from Himeko. Kafka grinned as she saw the stubbornness on Himeko's face mixed with flushed cheeks. She decided to slide her face into the other's soft kiss before releasing the words that were so terrifying again as he likes to do in any situation. “Never mind. Everything in front of me is already an answer, isn't it?” Kafka bent down to kiss Himeko's chest again. Both of her fingers continued to fulfill Himeko's wish. When Himeko was the one who moaned incoherently while bending her body more toward Kafka. It was at that moment that Kafka realized that this woman was starting to reach her end. Let the bodies between them pull together, Kafka knew her heart was pumping to the extreme and she knows that Himeko feels the same way about this. She smiled slightly as Himeko met her eyes and let out a trembling moan. She decided to press her lips together and give Himeko one last passionate kiss. Kafka's tongue began to slip into Himeko's mouth and greet the same part of the red-haired. The touch from below that Kafka gave caused Himeko to finally twitch. The moment she reached her destination was at that moment when Kafka pulled away from her beautiful lips, allowing Himeko to let out a sound of satisfaction that filled her ears. Both of them looked at each other while Kafka's hand still squeezed inside Himeko's body and continued to move slowly. “How is it, my favorite satisfaction?” “Stop talking like that.” “Pardon? Do you want me to do it again?” “Stop it!—” And that’s how Himeko's image was cut off again when Kafka slid her palm to block Himeko’s vision.   ___   The warmth started to touch Himeko’s skin again. Even though she had no strength to even open her yes right now. This familiar atmosphere sensed that she was back on the train. After a while, Himeko had enough strength to open her eyes. She found that she was already in her bedroom and started to think… Is that a dream? Dream like that? How that can be? The feeling she got was so strong, rousingly, and overwhelming. She looked down at her arm and found that the red mark on her wrist was remain. She bit her lip as she recalled everything in that situation. Soon as she decided to stand up and look in the mirror, she saw the traces of that red rope. Her right arm was adorned with a piece of cloth— yes, a coat. Himeko searched a room again and found it at her desk. A yellow note was taped along her coat which was now covered in dust and a tear in her right arm. Annoyance began to rise in Himeko’s heart again as she saw her favorite coat in this state. And of course, this yellow piece of paper must have those annoying messages of that Stellaron hunter as usual.   ‘Your coat… Sorry about that. But to be honest, I’m totally satisfied. :p’ -k   Ugh. Now she needed to set up the security measures of this train a hundred times more... also, fix this coat as well.

Nowhere to Run

['Sytuational']

Teen And Up Audiences

Gen, F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Blade & Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail) & Everyone, Dan Heng/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka & March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail), Danheng (Honkai: Star Rail), Astral Express Crew (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Stellaron Hunters (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Not Beta Read, Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail), Action, Enemies, Blood and Violence, Female Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Canon Universe, Internal Conflict, Self-Indulgent, Fights, Not Canon Compliant, Written During 1.0 Update (Honkai: Star Rail)

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(See the end of the chapter for notes.) The Astral Express had one guard, of whom Himeko had picked out herself. His name was Dan Heng—or, well, that's whom he claimed to be. He didn't speak often or much, so nobody on board could truly know. But Himeko didn't mind, seeing as most, if not all, of the people who'd gotten on and off the train had their own troubles as well. The Astral Express was a place where one could travel between worlds. The Xianzhou Luofu was no exception. Though it wasn't the place where Dan Heng had originally been picked up at, it was still the place of his birth. Luckily, they hadn't needed to go there just yet, though other worlds like Jarilo-VI and even the Herta Space Station weren't as lucky to be excluded from that list. Boarding the train allowed him to travel out of his 'home' world more freely than his contract back at the IPC, which had also been some part of his past. It was also there that he met the man who kept rising back up to face him. What kind of features did he don again...? They were so unique that he would never be able to forget. Yes, he remembered... Red eyes. The man bore pupils the color of blood. Even thinking about it made his heart unsteady. ...That would be enough about the past for today. His spear clashed against a sword on the verge of breaking, yet sealed together with the blood of dozens. The blade was unyielding in its strike, and even the wielder had the height advantage against his opponent's thin weapon of choice. Dan Heng used Cloud-Piercer in order to keep pace with the red-eyed beast's show of force, his feet slightly losing friction against the smooth carpet of the cabin car as March and Stelle appeared behind him, somewhat shaken. March especially, who held a frightened look on her face that was unlike her in the face of danger. He called out to them, managing to hold his own against the man that was still halfway through the parlor car's window and parry the sword lashed at him as they both took a step backwards from each other. "Stelle. March! You have to leave. Immediately!" March looked on at her companion, her face full of shock as she saw the broken window, the glass shards all over the floor, and even the way the long-haired man was positioned, looking on menacingly at them. "Who is that? H-how..." "...Red eyes," Stelle whispered. "He has red eyes, March." March turned to Stelle. Was there any implication behind that? "Dan Heng... once told me that he'd had a nightmare. One where someone was chasing him down, running after him... that no matter how hard he stabbed or how many times he'd landed lethal strikes, his opponent kept getting up." Stelle stared at the man who locked eyes with Dan Heng. He was strong... very strong, she could guess. Perhaps even on par with Dan Heng himself. "R-Really? That sounds like a nightmare to me..." March whispered into the girl's arms. Stelle was holding her securely, glancing at the wind rushing in from the moving train and at the strikes being exchanged now between the two guys. "If the opponents I defeated could suddenly revive like that..." Stelle held onto the wavering girl, patting her back reassuringly. "It was quite the surprise to me, too... he was holding onto me that night, after I'd fallen asleep in the archives... and there was one thing he kept repeating to himself, over and over." "Was it...?" "Red eyes," Stelle confirmed. "Dan Heng kept repeating that phrase like a broken record left on repeat, even though I was the one who'd intruded the archives." Stelle watched as Dan Heng narrowly dodged an aggressive stab from the man, and the two mutually backed off from one another as Dan Heng looked behind himself to eye the progress. Seeing that nothing'd been accomplished yet, he shouted another directive. "Don't just stand there! Get to Pom-Pom!" ...Right. Himeko and Welt had gone off just yesterday in order to do some trailblazing as senior adventurers, leaving the trio and Pom-Pom inside the train alone to look after it. Stelle glanced at March again, who began to recover from her shock. "March, I'll make sure nothing happens on this side, okay? But you have to be careful—we've no idea if there's anyone else who's boarded the train without a ticket." Stelle glanced over at the red-eyed man, his sword radiating with a red glow. "If you do happen to find anyone, they'll probably be as dangerous as him." The pink-haired girl nodded, promptly running into the parlor car afterwards. Once March had gone off, Stelle entrusted herself with her trusty bat. "Batter up," Stelle said, joining Dan Heng, who was still in a stalemate staring contest. The red-eyed man crouched on the small table next to the broken window in the cabins, one hand on the top of the window's edge in order to not fly out into space. "Stelle?" A confused Dan Heng briefly glanced at his side, seeing Stelle next to him. He shook his head briefly. "No, didn't I tell you and March to—" "To regroup with Pom-Pom and leave you here alone? I'm pretty sure we both know what'd happen if I did," Stelle said coolly. If Dan Heng and his opponent were evenly matched, then his opponent would probably emerge the victor due to endurance alone. Dan Heng wasn't a self-healing freak, but just a normal human, just as she was. And if he lost, he'd no doubt try to run away again—that was the true extent to what he'd confessed to her so, so many moons ago. But this time, with a two-on-one fight, the chances of them overpowering the red-eyed monster would be greater. Slim, but if they could even get him down and keep him in a disadvantageous state, no matter how small of a disadvantage it was—that's be better than having nowhere to run. "Bringing a bat to a sword-and-spear-fight? How quaint," the man smiled at the duo, eyeing Stelle in particular. His cocky grin radiated a sense of uneasiness towards them. "I take it that you've already familiarized yourself with me through him then?" He gestured over to Dan Heng, who gritted his teeth, Cloud-Piercer at the ready. "Not enough so that we'd become friends," Stelle smiled. She didn't know too much about him, though she was aware that Dan Heng referred to him as... "Blade, right?" "So I see that he's told you quite a bit about me," the man—Blade—returned Stelle's expression, holding his own blade in a taunting pose. "I wonder what else he's said about me." "Nothing that you need to know," Dan Heng butted in. "Why don't you just get lost?" "You don't want me here?" Blade provoked Dan Heng again, tilting his sword at just straight enough to catch the Express's glare into the blood-soaked blade. "I'm sad. Are you going to try to run away again, even though you know that you'll never truly be able to hide?" Dan Heng had no answer to that, folding his lips into a somewhat crooked line. Stelle could see his fingers shaking on Cloud-Piercer's grip, indicating his nervousness. He'd been in the exact same situation before. He'd probably lost too, meaning that he would indeed have ran away—exactly what Blade had said. And having an enemy with an obsession to keep tracking you down, to keep their footing just inside your shadow... while Stelle had never experienced that feeling, she sympathized with Dan Heng for his nightmare-turned-reality. "Hey," Stelle said, placing a cautious hand on his shoulder, "I'm here." Dan Heng could feel her warm hand on him, and it was as if his nerves calmed down in that instant. His shaking stopped. Yet his wits and nervousness still remained, knowing that it wasn't over until it was truly over. Until Blade had collapsed to the ground, that was. "...I'm not going to run away." "Oh?" Their adversary's mocking smirk was as clear as day. "I seem to recall you saying that once. Oh, who was it again..." Dan Heng gritted his teeth once more, his resolve threatening to waver in the face of an unrelenting and undying foe. "Ah, that's right." Blade chose his next words carefully, lacing each and every syllable with a hint of sarcastic dread and guilt. "I seem to remember that I cut down your dear Master in the past, didn't I?" The way he'd said Dan Heng's mentor's title seemed to strike a chord within the spear wielder. IN the blink of an eye, Stelle could feel a big gap of emptiness besides her. Clang! Cloud-Piercer had made contact with Blade's sword, and the two weapons were locked in a battle of dominance. "Don't you dare talk about her that way." Dan Heng rebuked Blade's statement with his own cold voice, his tone twinging on the side of actual guilt and regret. "Master, she..." There was more emotion in those two sentences than many other sentences she'd heard him say before, even with March's antics and whatnot present. Her bat hung idly by her side as she tried to process the moment. Was she truly supposed to be there? Interfering with Dan Heng's struggles against Blade, against someone from his own past? The answer was obvious. Yes. She had to be there for Dan Heng, who was still in the process of immense self-hatred and guilt for not being able to protect so many people in his past before. To have been weakened to the point of struggling with his own identity, his own self... The reason why he joined the Express, the reasons why he cherished its members—March, Welt, Himeko, Pom-Pom... Why he felt at ease with Stelle, though she carried within herself a literal nuke—a ticking time bomb, a Stellaron—just waiting to be detonated at any given moment... "You have no right to call her that," Blade stated loudly. He looked down at Dan Heng, the glint in his eyes widening as he bridged the gap between them again, still interlocked by their weapons at the moment. "You had so many chances to protect her. So many at the time, when I was still just a young Stellaron Hunter learning the ropes. But did you do that? No, you didn't. You let her be cut down as she went in front of you, even in her last moments of life. That being the case... I don't want to hear this kind of self-justifiable talk from you. Not running away? After each and every single encounter we've had as enemies, you've never once shown that you've done just that." Stelle gripped the handle of her bat once more. She knew Dan Heng. He may not have been able to protect his teacher at the time, but that didn't mean that he never wanted to. Being frozen in shock at the sight before him, even hesitating to do the right thing at the right time... she wasn't an exclusion from that, either. She'd gone out of her way to block an attack from that huge beast at the Herta Space Station, sure, but what did that result in? With the Stellaron inside her threatening to combust. Sure, Welt may have saved her at the time, but he wouldn't be there every second of the day, would he? Since that day, she'd been very careful of her actions. Even if she didn't know what exactly sparked that potential explosion, there was always the possibility of it suddenly backfiring on her, and she'd be blown to smithereens. So she stood up, taking a step towards the two warriors in front of her, bat in hand, locking onto Blade's eyes. "What makes you think that you have the right to address her with such formality?" Stelle started her own interrogation into Blade's poison. "You just admitted it yourself—you'd done the deed. Why try to respect her now?" She could feel red eyes staring back at her. In that moment of lost focus from Blade, Dan Heng took the opportunity to stab Cloud-Piercer into the man's chest—right into the place where his heart would be, creating a scene of horror inside the Astral Express. And he smiled, mouth open wide as Dan Heng backed off, flinching. "Ahah. Haha. Hahaha... ahahaha!" Maniacal laughter sprouted from Blade's mouth, which was dripping with blood from his system. Dan Heng knew that Blade wouldn't go down just like that—with just the wound to his heart. And as if on cue, the beastly man took a step forward towards Stelle as Cloud-Piercer protruded from his chest. He paid it no mind, spreading his arms out in a facade of friendliness. As if to say, "See? This little needle's got no effect on me. So why not just give up? There's nothing you can do, is there?" He was unaffected by Dan Heng's fatal blow. "What the—!" March could feel herself being bombarded with bullets from all sides as soon as she entered the parlor car, quickly making use of her Six-Phased Ice to create a shield around herself that also encased the bullets' projections towards her in a layer of solidified cold. "Six-Phased Ice? That's certainly something new," a cool female voice greeted her. "Can't say that I've seen that one too often." March 7th lowered the shield, catching sight of her ambusher as magenta hair flipped into view. It was whipped back in a lazily-styled ponytail, and even sunglasses donned the woman's forehead... "Who—" In a flash, she could feel something tracing along the soft flesh of her neck, interrupting March's train of thought. "You needn't know who I am," a hushed voice trickled its way into her ears. "Look ahead of you, March 7th." She did as she was told. She gradually rose her head, feeling a cool steel at the tips of her skin as she witnessed the scene in front of her. A bunny-like creature, their hat a mess on the couch of the parlor and their ears tied in a tightly-knit bow... "Pom-Pom!" March cried out, eyes teary. "What... what have you done to them?!" Not like this. She didn't want to see and watch the scene for any longer. To see Pom-Pom being... dealt like that against their will... "Honestly, they put up quite the fight," the woman behind her who was holding the sword against March's neck said casually. "I wouldn't ever kill them though, rest assured. I'm sure that your dear Stelle would have quite the reaction if she were to know." The girl's eyes widened. "How do you—?!" The blade against her gently pressed against her flesh, drawing several drops of blood. That was enough for the pink-haired girl to let out a small yelp, involuntarily freezing at the spot. "Would you believe me if I told you that I released her?" "You—you what?" Released? What on earth was she talking about? "Back in the space station. Surely you'd known something was off too, didn't you? About Stelle—I released her there," the woman behind her said. March could feel that she was anticipating her reaction, anticipating another fiery response. "And I've come today to take her back." "Stelle—?!" March could feel the blade on her neck disappear swiftly. "On that note, I shouldn't bring you to great harm, should I?" Then, a swift jab at the back of her neck sent March to the ground of the parlor car. He was right. "This guy—!" Stelle huffed, only half of her bat remaining in her grasp. The blunt side had been cleanly sliced off, leaving her with just the handle and a slightly tilted, improvised blade of unknown substance in her hands. How many times had they dealt blow after blow after blow to his vital spots—even to areas such as his neck, head and heart? And how many times did he get back up again, even though they'd expected him to? It was truly a nightmare. That's what it was. "I'm sorry. To have brought you into my personal problems," a stressed voice came from in front of her. "I shouldn't have." "You didn't bring me into anything," the female trailblazer shouted back. "It was me who wished to help you, Dan Heng!" "Dan Heng... right, that's my name," he muttered. He didn't know whether or not it was a blessing or curse that she'd joined his fight, but even with the two of them... "Dan Heng, huh?" Blade. Stelle still couldn't understand how he hadn't so much so as taken a break to rest. "So that's the name you go by now?" Both Dan Heng and Stelle were exhausted from the senseless fight. Stelle especially, since she hadn't faced someone so powerful in such a long time. Dan Heng had much more experience than she did in dealing with Blade, which could put them on par with each other. In contrast, it was a miracle she was still standing, though Blade had inflicted countless minor injuries on the two of them. Though Stelle had tried her best to dodge as many of them as she could, Dan Heng could more cleanly dodge Blade's attacks than her, leaving her with more cuts and scratches than him. She could feel that she was holding Dan Heng back from his full potential, so as long as he had to protect someone else in the vicinity. With her there, he wouldn't be able to fight at his best, but without her, he'd give up... It was truly a moral dilemma. She chuckled softly as Blade stepped towards her, ignoring Dan Heng at the side. ...Odd. Nonetheless, she figured that it'd be a good chance to try to provoke him. "Dan Heng is a perfect name for him," Stelle said, her head downcast as she prepared herself mentally. "The first part reminds me of the color of his eyeliner—bold, courageous, daring; the second, in his unrelenting chase to pursue that which he longs to be rid of." "You're not making any sense," Blade scoffed, bringing his sword to his side as he neared Stelle. She kept her fighting stance, her feet glued to the ground of the Astral Express, slightly bent and readying for action. "He's always looked at me like the perfect person," Stelle continued. She could feel Dan Heng's gaze on her—one mixed with a slurry of emotions: panic, surprise, frustration... maybe even a bit of happiness? "I, as a person, have been devoid of my past... yet I'm able to live in the present and look forward to the future without doubting who I am. And as someone once told me, When you have a chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won't regret." She sharply rose her head to meet Blade's eyes, swinging her bat directly in his face. He really should've been it coming. He had no time to react as Stelle's shorthanded weapon flung towards him. She attacked him with as much force as she could gather during her windup, her efforts paying off as she pushed his figure to the other side of the room, right next to the parlor car door. Upon his timely slamming into the wall, it opened. "Aw. I see that you took my words to heart," another voice joined the fray. "How sweet." Stelle's eyes widened. She had no strength left in her to fight as her knees threatened to buckle underneath her. Even holding her bat was taking more force out of her, and its weight suddenly felt a thousand times heavier in the face of the magenta-haired individual in front of her now. Even Dan Heng, who'd turned to gaze at the person who'd entered, seemed to notice Stelle's incapability to fight any longer. He was in front of her within seconds, taking a defensive stance as he pointed Cloud-Piercer at the woman as her deceivingly kind smile met Stelle's exasperated face. "Kafka," Stelle whispered. "But why..." "Blade, how long are you going to dwell on the floor for like that?" Kafka said, looking at the man who'd been batted to the ground next to her. "Aren't you going to get up?" Blade, who'd closed his eyes when Stelle had hit him, suddenly sprung back to life. He took a small stretch as if he'd never been hit in the first place. "You caught me." "This isn't the time to be playing around. Elio's counting on us to deliver." "And we will. I was just biding my time with these two." "Well, make it shorter next time. That pink-haired girl and bunny were a cinch to deal with." " Pom-Pom? And March? You met her?" Stelle questioned Kafka, who took the trailblazer's comment as hostility due to the rising tone of her voice. "What did you do to her? Why isn't she here?" "Stelle, calm down," Kafka replied. "I did nothing to her. I merely just presented her with some facts." She eyed Dan Heng, who stood in front of Stelle protectively. "And you're up next." Stelle could see Blade looking over at his weapon as Kafka steadied her gaze on Dan Heng, walking towards him step by step. "You're not a part of the Xianzhou Alliance. I'm sure you're already aware of that fact, hmm? So you can stop protecting each and every single person you meet," Kafka smiled bluntly. She then gestured over to Stelle. "She's not even human. Are you sure that you should be protecting her?" "...I choose who I want to protect," Dan Heng stated bluntly, "not you." "Who said I would be choosing who you wanted to protect?" Kafka casually raised a pistol at the spear user's face, though Dan Heng remained unfazed. "My only goal is to bring back what was originally mine in the first place. You can continue doing, well, whatever it was that you were doing before. It won't affect you." With the time she'd spent talking, the two Astral Express members had uncharacteristically left the back of themselves wide open, making way for Blade to blink past them. Dan Heng could feel Kafka's presence disappear from in front of him in an instant, replaced by the brooding eyes of the beast whom he so desperately wanted nothing do to with. After another moment, the beast, too, had flown right by him and directly towards Stelle, easily scooping her up to his shoulders like heavy luggage. Dan Heng could not react in time, despite having gone in front of her, despite standing up for himself. "If only you'd just done this earlier." Kafka sighed. "But what's done is done. Finish up, I'll go get Silver Wolf to transport us to our next coordinates." Though he knew it instinctively, he still turned around, hoping for a different outcome. Stelle was unresponsive. The Stellaron Hunters had grouped up behind him, turning away. Blade wasn't after Dan Heng this time—he'd been after Stelle. "S-Stelle..." He reached a hand towards the duo, who were quickly fading from his sight. It was the absolute worst timing for his body to succumb to fatigue now. He could feel his vision blurring by the second, the two figures prodding away without a care in the world. Just like Dan Heng had said, he did not run away. But being left behind? That left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth that stung way more than the blood in it as he coughed it up, hearing the retreating sound of heels clicking on the ground. edited! \`0`/ edit 2: edited again, minor typos

taciturn

['lagaburung (berryargento)']

Mature

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Asta/Herta (Honkai: Star Rail)

Asta (Honkai: Star Rail), Herta (Honkai: Star Rail)

Oral Sex, Praise Kink, Disjointed, Pining, Obsession

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,307

1/1

13

259

16

2,456

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[]

If Asta wanted to define her relationship with Herta, she could label it as both ‘confidential’ and ‘complicated’. While everyone would turn to her when asking for Madam Herta’s whereabouts, Asta couldn’t say that she knew Herta on a personal level. Sure, Herta might have come to one of her family gatherings and scouted Asta personally, but once the Space Station was completed, Herta was mostly ‘offline’. She should be busy somewhere that no one shall know, although she might be closely watching between her hundred dolls stationed in the Space Station itself. Asta would also make a frequent report about whatever happened in Space Station and send it over to Herta, but no Aeons shall know whether it was read or not. Asta eventually becomes the face of the Space Station, not simply a lead researcher, but also a place where people come and flock to inquire of Herta’s whereabouts. Had Asta ever met Herta personally, then? Yes, and no. Asta knew that Herta should be ‘around’ and would be ‘here’ when needed, but basically she was the same like anyone else: grasping for thin air. Herta was like a household name there, and everyone who was under Herta Space Station silently worshiped her in silence, vowing to never tarnish her name and kindness and her contribution as one of the Geniuses. It was undeniable that Herta is Asta’s savior, but the knowledge of whether Herta waltzed and appointed Asta as the lead researcher was merely for herself only. Even Arlan didn’t know when it exactly happened, though the young man tagged along with Asta and filled up the spot in security duty, Arlan wasn’t the type to ask a personal question. Then, where exactly Asta stood in Herta’s orbit? Did Asta merely obsessed with the image of Herta, just like countless stars littered the sky and Herta happened to be the brightest one of all in the galaxy? Perhaps it was that way, actually. Asta knew, deep down, that Madam Herta was someone who’s easy to please. As long as she kept this Space Station tidy and unblemished, Herta would be sated, and she would always sing praises of Asta. Yet, it was hard to gauge Madam’s interest—her inexhaustible appetite for knowledge and her eccentric mind was unparalleled, after all.  Who would dare to try and stand as equal to someone known as one of the Geniuses without a brain to back it up? Asta might be coming from a wealthy background but it wasn’t like she didn’t know her place. Yet, Asta never gave up - she would make those eyes see her and only her. Though, who could differentiate idolizing and obsession as it was separated by a mere thin line called morality? Asta gave a lot of thoughts of her relationship with Madam Herta whenever she was alone and working … to the point she needed a lot of relief - and by ‘relief’ was to make use of one of many dolls being operated in Herta Space Station. Nowadays Asta was glad to have her office away from others, as she could enjoy the moment of peace, sitting by the edge of her desk. Her coat was askew while one of the dolls—Number 83, Asta always picked Number 83—was working between Asta’s legs. Asta bit back a harsh breath when that artificial tongue prodded open her labia, then the ball socket joints maneuvered against her clit, brushing the aching nub against the hollow opening. “You know I’m not the real her, right?” The doll—wearing Herta’s face, sounding like Herta—glanced up to meet Asta’s clouded eyes. Asta was over the moon and beyond, raking orgasm after orgasm while riding on her beloved Madam Herta’s face, and moving her hips on the table for more friction.  Asta didn’t know when Herta knew her weak spots, although she was well-aware that Herta liked to exploit one’s weakness. “But I know she’s watching,” Asta replied calmly. “Please—mm—continue.” “You surely have a gal,” Herta breathed between her legs and Asta found it hard to suppress her shivers. “To ask me to do this.” “Yet it’s merely, ahh, a fantasy, no?” Asta quipped. “I don’t think the real Madam Herta will yield.” “Oh, you don’t know her.” Yes, I don’t - Asta wanted to say - but I can’t find out either way. Instead, Asta dug her fingers partially against the soft shell at the underside of Herta’s ear, some found purchase around the doll’s scalp, and when Herta made the slurping sound loud and audible, Asta closed her eyes and threw her head back. “H–Herta …” “... Asta,” her voice was cool against the heated atmosphere. There was a sucking voice, before once again Asta tearing through the wave of climax, the doll was relentless on attacking her clit and her inner walls at the same time, like an agile puppeteer. “You came a lot, don’t you feel shameful?” “As, as if,” she struggled to breathe, teary-eyed. Her vision of Herta was a mix of haze and clarity. “I need-” Herta stood up. She pushed Asta’s legs wider so that she could settle between them, a snug fit. Her amethyst eyes squared on Asta’s half-lidded ones, a smirk played on her face as she wiped her own face from Asta’s nectar, licking each joint, leaving a sticky sheen. Doll shouldn’t be able to ingest any liquid, but Herta wasn’t fazed. Her act was sensual, and Asta could only gulp as she was then pushed down the table, her ID tag slipped away to the floor with her coat. Herta paused, settling her weight atop Asta, her finger traced on Asta’s tear-stricken face, then slowly urging her mouth to open. Asta gave in to the touch, her tongue glossed the artificial skin, and Herta gave her a satisfied grin. “Good girl.” Before Asta was her only star, and everything felt more than enough once more.   ✼ Somewhere, in the expanse of the endless universe, in the skyscape belonged to Erudition where Screwllum, Ruan Mei, and the enigmatic lady number 83 grouped to do their joint research. That day, Screwllum was once again busy with fending off Silver Wolf from their network, and so they were absent while Ruan Mei and Herta both discussed their project progress. Ruan Mei once again enjoyed her sweets, while Herta merely stole a curious glance. Doll's body couldn’t ingest food and drink, and as Ruan Mei promised to send the sweets over to her ‘real’ body, Herta could only watch whenever she ate. Then, it happened that Herta received a ping from one of her dolls back in Space Station, a carefully-encrypted data from a certain numbered doll. As Ruan Mei was occupied in her zen, Herta idly opened said data and skimmed over the video embedded there. A small smile was there on her lips as she finished, tucked away said data in a safe place for further scrutinizing. “... Ruan Mei.” “What now, Herta?” “Can I ask you for love advice?” Whatever Ruan Mei drank just now quickly came out from her nose. Herta scrunched her forehead, either wanting to comment that such gesture was so unlike her, or whether it was gross and unbecoming of a member of Genius Society. “Surely this is not one of your social experiments?” Ruan Mei tried, approaching from a logical angle. Herta snorted. “No, no. It’s just …” her eyes darted away as she sighed. “I don’t think I’m too old for courtship.” Ruan Mei gave her an incredulous look, “No one’s too old for romance - unless you want to be on par with the dragons and Vidyadhara.” Herta replied with a dry chuckle, “Right, so …” she bared another glimpse to the said footage, especially when a certain lead researcher was ruining her own table. “I believe starting with gifts shouldn't be too outdated, then?”

"Sampo always says, 'One man's trash is another man's treasure.'"

['fumhelonym']

General Audiences

Gen

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail) & Reader, Sampo & Trailblazer

Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Belobog Garbage King (Honkai: Star Rail)

Garbage King, trash, dumpster diving, Trailblazer's Gender is Not Specified, Trailblazer on that racoon mentality, Reader is trailblazer, Crack Treated Seriously

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

2,073

1/1

4

75

10

494

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[]

After Supreme Guardian Cocolia pointed you to your lodgings at Goethe Hotel, you'd wanted to take a look around a bit. Despite it being a long day of running into that strange slimy guy hiding in the snow and almost getting you arrested by the Silvermane Guards, you wanted to explore. Dan Hang went up to the hotel already, and March had followed behind him trying to drag him out for something to eat instead. She said she'd convince him, and that she'd find you later so the three of you could grab something to eat together. Left to your own devices, you did exactly what your heart desired. You took in the points of interest, wandered around, and listened to what that official looking short girl with glasses had to say about that monument outside Qilpoth Fort. And that's when you'd discovered the trash cans. Never has there been something so beautiful, so magnificent, so glorious-- never have you laid eyes upon something so wonderful in all your few weeks of living. Each trash can in Belobog is different. They all have their quirks to them. The one at the base of the Goethe Hotel has some dents in it, signifying its abuse and all the traumas it has endured. The one by the blockaded train station is polished to perfection, showing that it is well loved. The one near the fountain is empty, trash floating inside the water instead. The one near the theater is filled with tickets and programs, showing the details of each play and their actors. Still, despite their differences, each trash can is beautiful in its own way. You've found so many useful items in them so far. The trash itself is wonderful, you can Synthesize food out of it. And sometimes you'll find some credits. You'd even found some pleasant looking trash, and it smells like you might be able to eat it whole. You're just about to go dumpster diving in another trash can you'd found, when-- "Hey! We're ba--" March 7th, dragging Dan Heng by the arm, stops dead in her tracks. She looks at you. You look at her. She looks at you. "What do you want to do?" She asks, making a strangled noise. The atmosphere is... tense, perhaps, but you don't understand why. You turn back to the bin. It's sitting there, dazzling, radiant. You continue to stare at it. In fact, trash cans are almost like treasure chests, aren't they? You begin to wax poetics about them in your head, and you go right back to pulling the lid off and sticking your arm in until you reach the bottom. There's a scrap piece of metal in there. Worth it. Your remove your arm, replace the lid, and turn back to your companions who are... Looking a bit pained. You wonder why. March stops you before you can voice your questions. "...You don't need to explain. I get it. That urge is too great for you to resist." She understands! Is she a fellow trash can enjoyer too? "There is no turning back once you've walked down this path," Dan Heng says gravely, and then begins to walk away, his back to you. March follows him, saying, "Uh... We'll just... Leave you to it. See you back at the hotel..." You take a banana peel out of your hair and wave to them, debating its usefulness for a minute before deciding to keep it. It can probably be used to Synthesize something. After digging through a few more trash cans, you decide to call it quits and head back to the hotel. You reconvene with March and Dan Heng and tell them about all the cool things you found, and they nod along, still with that complicated look on their faces. You talk about the game plan for tomorrow, and then head off to your respective rooms. While you lie awake in bed, you can't help but think about the trash bins. You toss and turn, remembering their flamboyant exteriors and bountiful insides. You know in your heart, you've only experienced just a taste of what Belobog has to offer. Too restless to sleep, you jump out the window, into the pitch black night. As you fall in the air, you're determined to go rooting through more trash cans. In fact, you're determined to open them all. You land with a crash, and every bone in your body hurts. It aches, but not as much as it could have, because... There was a trash can to break your fall. You thank it profusely, and open it's now dented lid to find... It's empty, but for a single note. What mysteries and stories will it hold? What snippets of mundane interactions that you've never had yourself will be on display for you to experience? What secrets will be revealed to you? A pretty big secret, it seems. The tone is angry, the words defensive. The Garbage King is wondering who else is digging through the trash, his trash, apparently. There exists a Garbage King. A Garbage King! There is a ruler of this splendorous treasure, there is a leader of this glorious garbage. And his threats to do not deter you. In fact, now you must search harder. If there is a Garbage King, you must find him, you must look through every trash can until you run into him, so you can swear your allegiance to him. And with that goal in mind, you begin to rifle through all the trash cans in the area, going back to ones you'd gone through before too. You manage to check a good amount again-- finding more food and items-- before some Silvermane Guards come storming down the street. "You there! Have you seen... What the hell." You stare at the squad of guards, one arm in a trash bin, shoulder deep in it. They stare back at you. You continue to stare at them. They stare back at you. You resume your dumpster diving, not breaking direct eye contact with them. "Sir... Do you think this is violating some sort of rules?" One of them whispers. "I feel like... Probably..." There is silence, besides the sounds of your rummaging. You grab onto a piece of paper that feels like it might be useful, perhaps another note from the Garbage King? But upon reading it, it's just a grocery list. Interesting, but you throw it back into the bin and begin your foraging again. "..." The head of the squad clears his throat. "Ahem! Have you seen a man running through here? He's about this tall," he holds his hand up to near the top of his own head, "has dark blue hair, green eyes, and is known as a scammer. His name is Sampo Koski." Wait a minute, isn't that... The slimy guy that almost got you arrested by the Silvermane Guards when you'd first landed in the Snowy Hills of Belobog?! You hadn't seen him running around though, so you shake your head no. "Thank you, citizen..." He says hesitantly, before leading his men off in formation. You scrounge around in the trash can one last time, and mentally wish the guards good luck in finding that bastard, before you walk over to the next trash can. Ahhhh. It's so so gorgeous. So amzing. You take the top off, ready to turn it inside out, and... Blue hair. Green eyes. "Ahaha hello there, friend!" "SAMPO?!" "Please, keep it down! You wouldn't want your dear friend to be caught now, would you?" You glare at him, leaning in closer to really back him into a corner; he's already in a trash bin, he's got nowhere to go. "Where have you been all this time? You ditched us in the hills and just left us to fight our way out of the mess you made." "Now, now! Sampo never abandons his friends; I was going to come back, but by the time I arrived with some back up, you'd already sorted things out and were being escorted," at your glare intensifying, he tacks on, "--not arrested-- to Qilpoth Fort. You had no need for lil' ol' me, I'd only get in the way and complicate things further! Thus, I used my best judgement and allowed you to be free of my entanglement, but it seems like fate keeps bringing us together." You open your mouth to retort, when you stop to consider for a minute. Is fate really bringing you together? Then, perhaps... Your glare lessens, and you ask, "Are you the Garbage King?" Sampo's smile doesn't lessen, but his eyes lose their light a bit. "The Garbage King," he echoes. It checks out. Out of all your time searching through trash cans so far, you'd never once found a person inside it. And here Sampo is, sitting pretty, like this is completely well and fine, like he's done this before on a regular basis. After the whole day and multiple questioning looks, you've learned trash can squatting, dumpster diving, and/or admiring garbage doesn't seem to be a common sport. Aeons know why, but that probably explains Dan Heng's cryptic words earlier, and March's faltering smile, even though you'd thought her to be a fellow enthusiast. Either way, you digress. Because right here in front of you... Is the Garbage King. You've found him. From what you've seen of him so far, Sampo seems exactly the type of person to call himself the "king" of something too. But you don't mind it. He can be your leader. He must know so much more about the wonder of trash cans than you, who just started your garbage journey as of today. "I found your note." You back away from him, getting out of his personal space, and pull out the paper and hand it to him. "I just wanted to say: I don't mean to be a threat to your trash can hangouts. But, I was hoping that we might be able to... Do it together. I want to swear allegiance you." Sampo's eyes snap up from the note. "You want to... dumpster dive... together..." He sounds like... he's wavering. Why is that? Does he not want to share the magnificence of the trash cans with you?! You don't want to fight the Garbage King, but to continue to partake in the stunning trash cans, you may have to... You steel yourself, face hardening. "Well, you've found me!" He says finally. "To some, I am known as a relic connoisseur; to others, I am known as the great Garbage King. Now that I've figured out you're the other person who's been... going through... the trash... Well, I would love to share this experience with you, my dear friend. I wrote that note thinking it was somebody who doesn't respect trash that was dumpster diving. But if it's you? I can tell you have a real passion for it." Sampo's smile widens. "I will allow you to swear allegiance to me." Your expression unclouds; instead you break into a smile as well, the sun behind the storm, and try to join him in the trash can. It's an extremely tight fit. Only your legs are in partially, you're basically just sitting on the rim of the bin. You're so happy. The Garbage King, the god of all trash cans, the savior of dumpster diving, the Supreme Guardian of Belobog's litter, is willing to ransack garbage bins with you. "I pledge allegiance to you, Garbage King, Sampo Koski," you vow with reverie, just as the trash can tips over from your weight with a loud crash. You hit your head, and see stars for a moment. Dazed, you stumble up a bit, and then there are heavy footsteps from around the corner. Sampo struggles out of the garbage bin as you stand up, recovering from your fall. "Citizen, is there any troub-- Hey! That's the blue haired scammer! Get him!" You look to Sampo for guidance, and he's already taking off. You make a break for it, chasing after him. "They want to stop us from taking from trash cans," he yells. "We must live to dumpster dive another day-- run, my subject!" You've recieved the Garbage King's wisdom, and you follow with determination; you and the Garbage King run off into the night, stealing away, the Silvermane Guards hot on your filthy, garbage covered heels.

landou’s choice

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Not Rated

Gen

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard & Serval (Honkai: Star Rail)

Serval (Honkai: Star Rail), Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), and their mid ass father

Implied/Referenced Child Abuse

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

324

1/1

2

63

7

928

['Kimstaroua', 'Orangegingerflame', 'Japanesepengi', 'Emery_S_Muchi', 'MurderousBook', 'Blue_Ketchup', 'CloudyLambo', 'Amarus_Post', 'hiyoriasyr', 'N4T1V4', 'snowplayzluv', 'Bizarre_Raccoon', 'Stalebreadabsolutetrashmonster', 'rnpoedgar', 'dqylightts', 'heehoonismo', 'Koma_chan', 'lubieangsty', 'DefNotMothman', 'SaraMR4955', 'Eventidee', 'Anerdygirljustchilling', 'symmetriarum', 'Jess876', 'Simpforbadboys', 'Shadowwwolf78', 'Dragons251', 'Cissyblk', 'nystromaes', 'Keico', '09Mingie', 'AFluffyCrowStealingTuna', 'TheBearOfMiso', 'Apocry_pha', 'MorenaEnima', 'Ecchiwolf', 'Zenguinie', 'Akiichintoo']

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uh oh. thought gepard. he caught me. “what did you think you were doing?” hissed his father“i..i just…” stuttered out gepard. he could feel tears begining to form, “i just wanted to play with them.” he knew what would happen nexthe closed his eyes as he watched his father grab the closest object to him.bam! right for the face.there was water, glass, and flowers on the floor…..oh and a huge cute across gepards face where the flower vase had hit. —— serval had just gotten home, as soon as she opened the door, she heard something shatter.oh no.she raced up the stairs, into the second floor hall, when a horrifying, but scarily familiar scene was taking place. —— “you are a LANDOU. i better NEVER SEE YOU, MY OWN SON, INTERACTING WITH SUCH COMMONFOLK.” screamed their father, seething with rage. he turned to see his eldest daughter, watching the scene unfold.he glared at her, trying to say with his eyes “dont you dare interfere.” as if she would listen he turned back to scold gepard some more.“did you not hear me? dont go there ever again! what good can peasants learn in a group?”“but ive never heard of the belebog stories they tell…” his voice hushed and afraid. serval marched over. she pulled her brother behind her, denying him the chance to talk back. he grabbed onto her skirt, for comfort, andddd because he was scared. their father glared at her again. however, she stayed, unmoving. “you are both landous! one day, youll face hard choices. especially you, serval.” she knew that her brother did nothing wrong, but she couldnt think of a rebuttal.she went to bed angry after the argument, vowing to herself:“i will be a grownup one day. and when that day comes, i will make my own choices….”her eyes slowly closing, the anger turning to exhaustion“my own choices.”

How do you take your coffee, Welt Yang?

['Saywinde']

General Audiences

崩坏3rd | Honkai Impact 3rd (Video Game), 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Frederica Nikola Tesla/Welt Yang, Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail) & Welt Yang

Welt Yang, Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail)

Tesla mentioned

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

690

1/1

10

184

13

2,697

['Butterfly_girl_031', 'XxbendyxX101', 'Zamian347', 'pandorastar', 'Anonymous_Reader82', 'Trainrider', 'Whiskas2', 'AlexGif', 'Legendary08', 'PandoraJail', 'Saixion', 'NataliaPotato', 'captinartemis', 'AhnYeongAh', 'Draconicwolf089', 'caf34', 'Ivyx_Sakura', 'Biorule', 'Soyvolon', 'Drakaitus', 'Illnami', 'Yoru_zuki', 'Nathassia', 'WayWard_Animal', 'solentestuaries', 'Yeziel_Moore', 'Haru_01', 'Hello_Hellooo', 'AetiaForgefire', 'Trad_X', 'inkvis', 'AngryMartian', 'NinjaOfOrthanc', 'Fox_of_The_Snowy_Night', 'SilfarionOrchestra', 'Forgetful_Cloud', 'Kwehknight9001', 'Aleksandrios', 'grag', 'Blanc_et_Noir', 'K4zuhiko', 'AnodeAntarcSkywalker', 'imaencuru', 'kroinos', 'Patronus_Vents', 'Carter', 'lyingcat2', 'Ryoji_Mochizuki', 'BlueDishwashercat', 'Arika_Ririnka']

[]

Welt had converted his room into a laboratory. Blue painter's tape divided a large table into eight perfectly symmetrical stations, each with a carafe of coffee atop a hot plate and a timer. "What in all the worlds are you doing?" I asked. "Can't you see, dear navigator?" The corners of his eyes lifted ever so slightly in amusement. "I'm making coffee." I took a seat in his desk chair and motioned for him to explain. "I'm not just making any coffee," he said. "I am making a very particular coffee. I am replicating my wife's coffee." I peered at the stations he'd set up. "Why the hot plates? The coffee is already made." The timer at Station #1 went off. Welt walked over, stopped the timer, and poured himself a mug from the carafe. He sniffed the contents of his mug and his nose wrinkled in response. That can't be good. He took a sip and grimaced. "Bad," he told me. "But not the right kind of bad." "You're trying to make bad coffee?" I asked. A mischievous grin from Welt – a rare sight for most, but I've come to know him well over the years. That man loves to get up to no good. "No," he said. "I'm trying to make the worst coffee." He poured out the contents of his mug and switched off the hot plate at station #1. "In her last package, my wife sent the same coffee grounds she uses back home." That made sense. Transporting things across dimensional barriers was more difficult the more mass you tried to move. Why waste precious payload moving something that's 99% water when you could send comparatively light coffee grounds and brew the coffee yourself? "She uses this old drip coffee maker back in her lab. The hallmark of her coffee is that she leaves it to burn on the machine's hot plate for hours and hours. Einstein and I tried to get her into cold brew or canned coffees, but she insists on doing it her way. She likes it hot and says the burnt taste keeps her alert as much as the caffeine does." The timer at Station #2 went off. "I set up each station an hour after the previous one, with a little spare room to allow for a thorough tasting of each sample," he explained. He sipped, grimaced, and shook his head. "Worse, but it's not quite there." I couldn't help but laugh at this ridiculous experiment. "Would you like some company or would you would you like some privacy?" He gestured magnanimously. "Be my guest." As he sipped from the seventh cup, a flurry of emotions crossed his face all at once, and the normally stoic Welt Yang had been replaced by a giddy, bubbling, weeping fool of a man. I was so happy for him. "Perfect!" He declared. "This is absolutely perfectly putrid. It's bitter and acidic on the tongue. It's astringent and insistent. The burnt flavor lingers on the palate. And it smells-" He sniffed it and recoiled in a fit of coughing. "Himeko you must try it!" He shouted as he pushed the cup into my hands. I took it and braced myself. He was a dear friend. Maybe even my best friend now that I think about it, other than the Express itself. I wanted to be there for his moment of triumph. I sipped, cautiously, and made a face I usually reserve for when I suck on a lemon. "Isn't it the worst?!" he said. Oh yes. It was the absolute worst coffee I'd ever had. "Congratulations Welt." I hugged him. He hugged me back, tears in his eyes. The next time I saw him, his white board was covered in gravitic probability matrices and diagrams of wormhole topology. A steaming cup of what smelled like motor oil crossed with battery acid told me what had fueled his bursts of genius. Maybe there was something to Tesla's coffee after all.   -- Tesla's Coffee Cheap pre-ground coffee Brew according to the package's instructions in a large batch. Left to sit on a 96C hot plate for 7+ hours

Amber

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General Audiences

Other

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Nanook/Akivili, Nanook (Honkai: Star Rail)/Akivili (Honkai: Star Rail)

Nanook, Akivili, Nanook (Honkai: Star Rail), Akivili (Honkai: Star Rail)

THIS IS SO SAD TEHRE ISN'T EVEN A TAG FOR AKIVILI??, alexa play despacito, How Do I Tag, first time posting to ao3, I can't believe there really is no content for these two, sometimes you have to be the change you wantto see in the world

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,812

1/1

18

153

23

1,630

['AndrewxD', 'Theathiras', 'Anasatanasick', 'Rosesoftheforgottendawn', 'Enigamma', 'IMelissaI', 'BubblegumBoiTheFirst', 'Tsar_of_Simphnaya', 'Ada_re', 'BucolicBungalow', 'YourUnusualFandomLurker', 'Lotusdoves', 'rozeamaya', 'KyoNarra', 'Pingu__idk', 'SamsaraOfPermanence', 'Sleepyreadin', 'RaydenKnight', 'CaptainCubert', 'Volhenok', 'Lizzie_bythejane', 'Tasaneria', 'midnightafternoon', 'Skylens', 'Fantasy_Eldritch', 'Stricken_Zero', 'timefliessbye', 'StaticNonsense', 'lilivanilla', 'Kazama_Arashi', 'Mikumo_Galaxya', 'Hershey555', 'ShadowHuntress15', 'NiaQueveq', 'Why_are_you_asking', 'Blair', 'Alphodix_3', 'selectively', 'FruityWriter', 'Dhiny', 'arjunao', 'TinytheEspeon', 'Mosssy_Chi', 'Rakshiem', 'Manchineel_Mistress', 'Anima_ataraxia', 'minimumspeed', 'Val_Autumn', 'evallestam', 'ToPioka']

[]

The first thing the Aeon of Destruction recalled upon awakening from the destruction of their home world, a destruction they wrought upon their ascension as an Aeon were eyes that burned as bright as the stars and a beautiful gold that rivaled all the jewels of the earth. A lovely rich amber that they can still see burning behind their eyelids. They had both stared at each other, clearly shocked at the birth of a new Aeon, being more accustomed to meeting new people and befriending them, the older Aeon quickly broke into an easy smile, holding out their hand. "Hello there, my name is Akivili. What's yours?" Akivili. That's a nice name. "Nanook." Akivili, was a menace. They were still grateful of course for the Trailblazer's assistance in driving off the rest of the Swarm when they were still a fledgling Aeon, barely accustomed to their new powers, and they shudder to think how things may have turned out if the Trailblazer hadn't just so happened to be in the Star System when they'd ascended. That's certainly the only reason why Nanook hadn't blasted the other Aeon to particles, definitely. But the other Aeon was starting to get on their nerves. "Nookie look!" A subtle twitch in the eyelid that would have sent mere mortals scrambling to throw themselves at their feet spewing apologies and begging for forgiveness, but Akivili either was too engrossed or was deliberately ignoring their signs of annoyance. (They were getting really good at that) "No I don't think I shall, especially if it entails me joining you in that river." "You're such a spoilsport!!" Nanook doesn't even bother hiding the eye roll this time and Akivili responds to it by sticking their tongue out at them, they manage to convince themselves that the odd warmth they feel in their face is from the frustration of dealing with the other. "Fine then I guess I'll just hang out with my new amphibiann buddies instead of Aeon Doom and Gloom over there. Hi!!!" Before Nanook could even respond they've, sat down, in the river, with all their clothes on, completely ignoring the way the water soaks them through immediately while cooing at the slimy creature they held in their hands. "Awww you are so cute!! I guess too bad I'm the only one around who knows how to appreciate you, at least you certainly make better company instead." "Akivili." Said Aeon only pretends not to hear them and instead chooses to focus on scratching the little thing on the head who lets out a pleased chirp at that. Clearly having lost the battle Nanook resigns themselves into settling down on the bank, as close as they are willing to get to the water. For not the first time, they wondered why they let the weaker Aeon drag them around on these mundane trips to these worlds like these. "It's good to see what the mortals are up to! After all, we depend on them as much as they do on us, and their food is delicious ." A decent excuse, but deep down they knew the real answer of course, but unpacking all that meant acknowledging this frightening emotion, so they've buried it as deep as it can go within their heart and they are doing their best to ignore it. At least the sun does feel nice on their skin. Their thoughts are returned to the present when they hearing splashing and a cry of dismay from their partner as their head returns from where it was drifting in the clouds and they finally realized their predicament. "Ah dammit I forgot to bring the waterproof clothes!!" Finally a hint of smugness curls in their chest and they don't hesitate to let it show. "Hmm how unfortunate, looks like you'll have to wait for it to dry on your own." "Hey!! Nanook don't you dare, I know you have the ability to control heat, help a pal out please?" "I don't think I quite feel like it at the moment." The shade of red Akivili turns is absolutely worth every minute of this trip so far, until the telltale spark of trouble flashes in their eyes and immediately every instinct in their body is screaming at them to run. And they really did try, but with surprising speed and strength the Aeon of Trailblaze manages to lunge forwards, grabbing them by the arms before falling back, pulling them both into the frigid water. Did they already mention Akivili was a menace ? Surfacing once more, sputtering indignantly, anyone else who had even THOUGHT about attempting this to the Aeon of Destruction would have been vaporized with the snap of a finger but not Akivili, never Akivili. Akivili who was so busy laughing even though they were as sopping wet as the other, and they desperately try to feel angry at them, and yet they can't bring themselves to care when Akivili looks radiant, gold eyes alive with mirth as silver bangs clung to flushed cheeks, the critter they were obsessed with earlier now settled quite comfortably atop their grey hair. They'd keep this expression on them forever if they could. "HAH Well now it looks like you'll have no choice but to dry us BOTH off." Of course they didn't have to, they could just focus on drying themself off only and leaving Akivili to deal with the consequences of their own actions and the mopping of the floor of their precious Express to themselves, but in the end, if the Traiblazer had asked them to give them every star in the night sky, they would do so in a heartbeat. "Nanook, do you trust me?" Glancing at the other Aeon who was grinning from ear to ear and clearly hiding something behind their back, of course instinct immediately demands that they say no to whatever Akivili was going to suggest. And yet they merely sigh, crossing their arms before raising an eyebrow at the other. "Somewhat, against my better judgment." "So mean! Well you can trust me this time, promise, close your eyes please?" Once again that little voice in their head that sounds suspiciously like their subconscious thinks its a bad idea, and worst case scenarios run through their head. They've left the bank and were currently resting in a clearing in the woods, surely there was nothing dubious here that they could surprise them with, right? It doesn't take much convincing for the rational part of their mind to be silenced, especially not when the Trailblazer was doing their best to look like, what were those creatures called? A sad puppy? It's, more effective than they'd like to admit, it really is of little wonder that the Trailblazer has managed to wiggle their way into the hearts of so many people and Aeons alike, with another long suffering sigh Nanook indulges in their request and closes their eyes. Immediately Akivili bursts into barely restrained giggles that do NOT help with the unease curdling in their gut as they feel the other approach, shuffling closer in the grass until . . . "Tadah! Now you don't look as doomy or gloomy anymore." A light weight on their head, accompanied by a gentle floral scent that prompts them to crack an eye open and notice the flower crown Akivili had placed on them. How frivolous, and yet they find themselves smiling. "Well as the Aeon of Destruction I do have a reputation to uphold." A reputation the Trailblazer repeatedly ignores, and is the only one that can get away with doing so. "Ohh look at me I'm the Aeon of Destruction, so biiig and scary, pssh the only thing that's scary is your mess of a head you call your hair." "Bold words from someone whose hair is as unkempt as mine." "Oh shush you, c'mere it is my sacred duty as your friend to make sure you look presentable." The word friend sends a gentle warmth coursing through their chest, Akivili has always never been shy about using that word with anyone, and yet it feels special the way they use it when it's just the two if them. Or perhaps they're just tricking themselves into imagining the way their eyes look softer, smile more gentle when they utter it. Without another word Nanook leans closer, letting their hair fall forward, forehead almost touching the smaller Aeon's as they immediately thread their fingers through the bangs framing the other's face to weave them expertly with flowers, a gentle flush dusting their cheeks as they hummed a song they picked up during one of their travels. It's as close to peace they can get as the Aeon of Destruction, and they hold onto this memory as long as they can before their eyelids grow heavy with exhaustion and it slips through their fingers. "I'll be waiting. . . Till we make it." When they awake again, there is no warmth, no song soothing the crying wound in their heart, the Aeon of Trailblaze was gone, and with it they took everything with them, what was left now was an uncaring inferno, of grief and loss. And yet, for a brief cruel moment, they felt them again, a bright spark drawing their gaze towards their presence even through the vast expanse of stars, and yet what greeted them was not the familiar smile of the Aeon who stole their heart. They weren't sure if it was fury or joy that washed over them in that moment as they beheld that mortal vessel carved in a pathetic imitation of Akivili, and yet to know that a spark of their beloved persisted even after their untimely demise. . . They should have destroyed that mockery where they stood, but when they beheld those bright golden eyes once more, as filled with wonder and wanderlust as their Akivili once had, they hesitated, and in that moment of hesitation the spark fizzles out and disappears, and once more their world was plunged into darkness. A concerned voice sounds, it is one of their Antimatter Legion, shocked at their Aeon's moment of weakness. But it doesn't take long for Nanook's shock to turn into bright hot fury once more as they bark out new orders to their army. "FIND THEM." The Legion ripples, moving as though they were one massive organism before splitting off into thousands of specks searching the universe for the golden eyed Trailblazer. Grief is a dangerous thing to have, especially for an Aeon, and one presiding over the Path of Destruction. They aren't quite certain what they plan to do with the imposter yet, but one thing was for certain, they'd missed Akivili terribly, and they'd like to gaze into those bright amber eyes again one last time before they burn and burn and burn until nothing is left, not even these bothersome feelings that tormented them so.

but when you look at me, i am home again

['owlone']

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Himeko & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Girl Penis, Hand Jobs, Breast Fucking, Illustrations, Smut

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

4,348

1/1

4

201

25

3,648

['amiia', 'shootroot16', 'Hamana', 'Saikou_ch', 'rxwrdext0x', 'mockEpitaph', 'GlaciumFrost', 'Moodipoy', 'KorhuAkemi', 'xiphrs', 'JuszieDragon', 'KweenofThorn', 'FF_PinkPrincess', 'Shrimm2501', 'Ukuma', 'N0z0m1', 'icedapplesoda', 'Azamat2702', 'andrcmeda', 'hhaihai079', 'LynnBug', 'SleepDeprivedAss', 'd3hara', 'RootedInWinter', 'ObtainableGoose', 'Senscawfee', 'th3_aby5s', 'Sr_PringleProngle', 'velcroow', 'Uakar', 'Graphic_Sapphic', 'skively', 'Mikosimp1038', 'DoubleWax', 'Sardeska', 'Assassin_Akame', 'Thedeadmansghost', 'NZ_trans_girlie', 'beebo_is_poggies', 'AmIAnEgg', 'RedHoodedKid', 'A_Wild_Moo_Moo', 'CoffeeWings', 'wzyx', 'Neidhardt', 'Somethinwrites', 'jexxn24', 'Wasted_Time', 'NanOwO', 'Alehzinho']

[]

It was a secret. It began one late night aboard the Astral Express. A routine they had fallen into. Himeko was more than used to doing things on her own. Performing maintenance, working, running diagnostics, eating, sleeping being- alone. For years at that point. Many nights were spent sat with a good book and her fifth cup of coffee, waiting for the computers to ping when they were done scanning. Just her and her thoughts. But when she asked to assist on her second night as an inhabitant of the Express, Himeko found it hard to refuse. Himeko thought it might help settle her into life aboard the train. While she herself had called this place home for nearly her entire life, she understood how it could be difficult to adjust. She had seen it with Dan Heng. She had seen it with March 7th. She had seen it with other passengers, both in the long and short term of it. In the first few months with Dan Heng, she would silently bring him a cup of coffee and leave it where he was organizing holodisks. He never said it, but often seemed grateful. In his own little way, he would bring her back physical copies of books she had mentioned in passing. She never knew where he got them. In the first few months with March 7th, she would visit the younger woman’s room and listen as March would show her the photos she had taken at their last landing zone and help March plan outfits for the week. March also loved to ask Himeko for advice when it came to her appearance- anything from skin care suggestions, to whether to accessorize or not that day.  The small things had helped them, so Himeko thought she was doing the same with her. But this was different. Stelle was different. Besides the whole ‘being-able-to-contain-a-Stellaron-within-her- body’ thing, their newly recruited Trailblazer was a bit of an enigma. Stelle was outwardly stoic, not dissimilar to Dan Heng. She never really spoke unless spoken to, and seemed to enjoy not being the center of attention, despite her natural leadership ability and charismatic pull. She hid her emotions well in almost all circumstances. But unlike Dan Heng, and more like her other Trailblazing partner, March 7th, Stelle could be lighthearted. She seemed ready to crack a silly joke with such comedic timing she had even gotten Welt to spit out his drink on more than one occasion. Stelle would be their emotional rock in the most trying of times, but she would also just as quickly make a ridiculous face to make a child laugh. Most of all, Himeko noticed Stelle’s unwavering desire to help. It didn’t matter if it was a kitten stuck in a tree, an entire planet doomed to environmental disaster... or if it was simply Himeko needing an extra pair of hands in the engine room. The first few months were normal, to be fair, with only a few awkward moments Himeko chalked up to natural conversation. Maybe she had been trying to ignore the lingering tension, she didn’t know. And she didn’t dwell on it. But after one small mission, the Trailblazers returned with Welt surprising them with a celebration. That had been their 50th successful mission aboard the Express. And he bought some centuries old wine for them to enjoy. Dan Heng only had one glass and retired to his room. The rest of them drank well into the night, with March 7th having to be bridal carried back to her room by Stelle as she ranted on about how pretty Bronya had been on their last visit to Jarilo VI. Himeko, naturally, still had her job to do. She didn’t expect Stelle would have wanted to help post-mission, and post-drinking session, but she had offered, the same way she had always offered. So Himeko agreed. But that night had been different. They were leaned onto the railing, overlooking one of the smaller engines. It wasn’t loud, Himeko made sure, but still emitted a soothing hum. It spun, and spun, and spun. It was quiet between them for a long while before Himeko decided to break the silence. “You handled yourself very well.” Himeko had said. “With the mission or the drink?” Himeko had smiled. “Both.” And they had been so close to each other, barely a breath away. Himeko had noticed it, just a small moment beforehand; the way Stelle's eyes glanced down at her lips. Before Himeko could process much of anything, they were kissing. It couldn’t have lasted very long, but it was more than just a small peck on the lips. The intent behind the kiss was clear. It was purposeful, passionate. When Stelle pulled away, Himeko thought she was going to apologize, or say it had been a mistake, or that it was just the alcohol- any excuse for them to put it behind them in that moment. But Stelle didn’t. She simply pushed herself up and off the railing, and turned to walk to the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Stelle had said. And they did. And they had kissed many more times since then. Himeko was sure the others didn’t know. It was a secret. Not through any conscious choice, just through omission. “Himeko?” Himeko turned at the voice. “Are you here?” Stelle asked. She was very clearly there. She had been standing there for about an hour. They both had, working in the engine room, so Himeko knew what Stelle meant when she asked that. “Yes, sorry.” Himeko said. “Was just thinking.” “About?” “Nothing, really.” Himeko said. “Did you ever get those forms from Asta?” “Mm.” Stelle hummed. It was a confirmation, but barely. She took a few steps toward Himeko. “And I gave them to you.” Stelle continued, before Himeko could say anything. “Fifteen minutes ago.” Stelle looked to the small work table besides them, and sure enough Himeko spotted a datapad sat at the edge of it. “Are you sure you’re okay?” Stelle asked. “Yes, sorry-” “You don’t have to apologize.” Stelle said. She leaned and gave her a comforting kiss. Himeko deepened it, subconsciously, parting Stelle’s lips to let her own tongue slip between them. Stelle returned it, but only for a moment before she pulled away. She grabbed the datapad to hand to Himeko. Himeko didn’t take it. She had noticed Stelle’s reluctance more and more as timed passed. Was it fear? Was she not interested in going any further? Becoming truly intimate? Himeko didn’t mind that at all, but she realized she had to know before she overstepped any boundaries. “Are you…” Himeko began, carefully. “Stelle, are you uncomfortable with-- well, progressing our relationship?” Stelle looked confused, still holding the datapad. “I mean, you-- it’s just that we have both been fairly intimate these past few months, but I have noticed you seem to exercise a great deal of restraint any time it seems we may go any further than just kissing.” Stelle raised an eyebrow. She blinked a few times. “Do you mean sex?” Blunt, as always. “Yes.” Himeko rolled her eyes. “I mean sex.” “Ohhhhhhh.” Stelle put the datapad back down. “Well, no, I’m not uncomfortable 'progressing our relationship’.” “Okay, you don’t have to mock me-” “Do you want to know the truth?” “I asked, didn’t I?” “I’m… inexperienced.” Stelle said. “Or at the very least, I can’t remember if I am experienced or not. And I find it difficult to control myself around you. So I try to stop it before it gets to a point where I don’t know how I’ll… react. If that makes sense.” Himeko nodded. “I understand, but you don’t have to feel--” “I know what you’re going to say.” Stelle interrupted. “And we can move forward, if you want to.” “Is that what you want, too?” Himeko asked. “I need to make sure you’re comfortable with this.” “I am.” Stelle said, and it sounded like she meant it. “I just don’t want to… um, disappoint you. I guess.” Himeko’s heart swelled. “You’re not going to disappoint me, Stelle. And I’m sorry that you’ve thought this all this time…” Himeko felt guilty somehow, but still decided to lighten the mood. With a playful finger on her lips, she said, “Maybe I should have been a bit more forward...” That made Stelle smirk, slightly. “Maybe you should have.” There was a sudden knock on the engine room door, but it didn't startle either of them. Stelle was quick to open it. “Dinner is ready!” March 7th exclaimed. “Dan Heng special.” March 7th put her hand vertically next to her mouth as if she was whispering, but she spoke loud enough for them both to hear. “I forced him to cook.” “Wasn’t it your turn to cook?” Stelle asked. “Exactly.” March 7th said, proudly.     After dinner and dishes, Himeko decided to get back to work. Stelle had followed without a word after saying goodnight to everyone. Himeko rarely trusted anyone else to work on the core engine of the Astral Express, but Stelle was a fast learner. So as Himeko filled out Asta’s yearly forms, Stelle was hard at work tinkering at the workbench, putting together a faulty piece that had been giving Himeko trouble those past few weeks. A few hours had passed, with relative silence. Only a few words were exchanged here or there. Mostly work or crew related. Himeko was focused on getting this done. Once she was satisfied that she was, she looked up to see Stelle scratching her head. Himeko couldn’t see what about but she was clearly looking down at whatever she was working on at the bench. Himeko stood and walked over to her. “How is this thing supposed to go?” Stelle asked. Himeko smiled. She leaned in and showed her how to socket a particularly tricky shaft into where it belonged. “Because of how big it is,” Himeko rolled the bulky pipe in her gloved hand. “It might not fit at first, but if you give it a bit of leverage like this-- see?” Himeko held it up.”It slips right in.” When Himeko looked back at Stelle she clearly wasn’t looking at the engine part, nor the bench. Stelle’s eyes were focused on Himeko's lips and Himeko watched as they dragged down her body, and landed on her chest. “Was that a little too… suggestive for you?” Himeko smirked. “What?” Stelle asked, then shook her head. “No, I was totally listening.” “Oh?” Himeko put it back on the workbench, and stepped beside her. “Then what did I say?” Stelle looked between Himeko’s breasts and eyes briefly, and quickly enough she was clearly sure Himeko didn’t notice. But Himeko did. “I’ll help you.” Himeko leaned in, which caused Stelle to lean back slightly against the workbench. Himeko wrapped her leg around Stelle’s own, landing between her thighs slightly. “I’ll give you multiple choice. That should make it easy." She said, voice low. Stelle nodded, quickly, looking down at Himeko’s exposed thigh as her dress hiked all the way up. Himeko used her hand to guide Stelle’s gaze back to her by her chin. “A) I said, ‘it’s pretty big, but you can just rub it slightly, like this,” Himeko let her hand travel from Stelle’s chin down her chest, to her skirt. “And it will ‘pop’ right in.” Stelle audibly gulped. “Option B, I said, you can leverage it, despite how big and hard it is,” Himeko let her hands brush against where she knew Stelle wanted to touch her, feeling her grow harder even through both her shorts and skirt. Her hand reached back up to the buckle of her skirt, undoing it and hooking her finger between her skin and shorts. “And that will make it fit.” Himeko looked at Stelle and she was clearly no longer even paying attention to her speaking. “Look at me.” Himeko said. And Stelle did, her head snapping up. Himeko kissed her, sure to tease her tongue against Stelle’s lips, and Stelle eagerly let her own tongue find hers. “Or…” Himeko pulled away, but stood just an inch from the younger woman’s face. “Option C, you make sure you get a good grip,” Her voice was barely a whisper, and she pulled down Stelle’s skirt and underwear in one fell swoop. Stelle’s cock sprang free, and she let out a very audible gasp. Himeko wasn’t used to seeing her so expressive. Her eyes were hooded and her breathing, labored. Stelle looked at Himeko like she was the only thing that had ever mattered and would ever matter. It was intoxicating. “And make it fit, nicely, with slow,” Himeko wrapped her fingers around the base of her cock. “And steady,” She slid them up to the head. “Movements.” Stelle kissed her, suddenly and forcefully but Himeko didn’t mind at all. She could taste how desperately Stelle needed her. Himeko was sure to let her fingers slowly drag with every pump of her hand. Stelle pulled away, clearly needing air, but she turned her head into the crook of Himeko’s neck to keep kissing her there. “Do you have the answer?” Himeko teased. Stelle wasn’t listening at all, continuing her small kisses, and used the hand that wasn’t gripping the workbench for dear life to pull Himeko even closer by her hip. Himeko’s hand gathered all the pre-cum pooling at her tip and used it to slide it down Stelle’s shaft, earning a loud moan from her. Stelle only buried her face deeper into the crook of her neck, and let out little noises of pleasure. Himeko slowed, almost to a stop. “Well?” “Ah, fuck, I don’t know,” Stelle said, through clenched teeth, against Himeko’s neck. “Forty-two?” Himeko laughed at that. She continued, faster this time. The engine room filled with wet, sloppy sounds as she pumped her harder and harder. Himeko felt Stelle tense herself, nuzzling her nose against Himeko’s ear. The sounds she made were just for Himeko; the small moans, the sharp breaths. “It’s okay. You can let go.” Himeko whispered to her. “Come for me.” Stelle stilled and with a quiet moan of Himeko’s name, she came apart in Himeko’s hand. Her cum dripped down her cock, as Himeko used the lubrication to get every drop out of her. They stood slotted together for a moment as Stelle came. Stelle leaned in to kiss Himeko, her lips languidly parting Himeko's own. Stelle let out one final breath as she pulled apart from the older woman. She held her neck back upright, looking down between them and the mess she had made. “Sorry about that.” She said, quietly, noticing even some had landed on Himeko’s thigh. “Nothing to be sorry about.” Himeko smiled, softly. Himeko placed a kiss on Stelle's cheek. Another breath, and Stelle closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she said, “It was ‘B’, wasn’t it?” That made Himeko laugh again. “Yes.” She said. “It was ‘B’.” Stelle had been ordered to rest. It was true enough she had “almost died’, or whatever, but she was fine. She had almost died like three times before this and actually died like twice so she didn't understand why this was so different. But Welt and Himeko made it clear she had to stay in her quarters to rest. Dan Heng and March 7th had another mission that night, but there she was instead. ‘Resting.’ Her body did feel sore, admittedly, so she had just been in bed playing games and watching videos on her phone. She was honestly pretty bored, but had already tried to sneak off to help Himeko with her rounds and got admonished for it. So, what else could she do? She helped Pom-Pom water some plants, but they refused to let her do anything else lest ‘The Mechanic would kill me’, as they said. She and Himeko had messed around a few times since their first time in the engine room. Stelle couldn’t stop thinking about any of the times they were alone together. Himeko was the backbone of the Express. She kept the train running but more importantly she was always there for the crew. Stelle was sure none of them would be able to do even half of what Himeko does in a day if they were given a full week to do so. Himeko was experienced and gorgeous and smart and funny- and Stelle couldn't believe she had kissed her back that first time. She thought it had to be a fluke so she kissed her again. And again. And again. And Himeko returned the kiss every time. So she had conquered that fear but with that rose another. Stelle didn't know if she could be good enough. Would ever be good enough. In more ways than one. She sighed. But she would try, like she did with everything else. She would work at it. She would figure it all out. She was never one to show anyone the cracks in her armor, and she wouldn't start now. Stelle would always be what the Nameless needed her to be. She hoped she would always be what Himeko needed her to be, too. And she had hoped they could spend some more time together that night, but unfortunately for her, it looked like that wasn’t the case. If it was up to her she would spend every night with Himeko. She was realizing more and more she didn't like to be apart from her. Stelle couldn't describe it properly... she couldn't remember what home was supposed to be or feel like, but this had to be close to it. When she was with Himeko, she had no desire to be anywhere else. Her phone pinged with a message then. March 7th Did I leave my bracelet in your room? Stelle Which one? You have 80 million bracelets. March 7th I do not! Stelle Ok. 79 million bracelets. March 7th Are there ANY of my bracelets in your room?!?! Stelle Not that I can see. Did you ask Dan Heng? March 7th Yes he just said ‘I can buy you another one’. Stelle That’s nice of him. He’s never bought me any bracelets. March 7th I just asked him and he said he can buy you a bracelet too. Stelle Tell him I want one made of priceless materials found only in the furthest reaches of the universe, meticulously crafted by races long thought extinct with tools no mere mortal can wield. March 7th Okay, I’ll tell him. After a moment, it pinged again. March 7th He said he’ll buy you one from a vending machine. Stelle Close enough. Stelle’s phone pinged again, but this time, it was from another message thread. Himeko How are you feeling? Stelle Totally fine. What are you doing? Himeko Finishing these schematics. Might build a new auxiliary alternator, though, Aeons know the Express doesn’t need another... Stelle I can help with that. Himeko Maybe next time. What are you up to? Stelle Just watching videos. Himeko Oh? Anything interesting? Stelle smirked as she typed out her response. Stelle Oh yeah, some really raunchy stuff. Getting some ideas for us. The reply was almost instant. Himeko Care to share? The truth was that Stelle was watching videos like ‘Top 10 Scariest Easter Eggs in Video Games, Part 24’. So she wasn’t entirely sure what to answer.  But she wouldn’t lose that easily, though. She started this charade, so she would finish it. Stelle I can give you a hint. Himeko Please do. Stelle Something to do with a specific part of you I really like. Himeko My eyes? Stelle Very funny. Her eyes were beautiful, but that wasn’t the point right now, Stelle had thought. She was on a mission. Himeko ;) Okay, okay, I’ll guess for real this time. My thighs? Stelle A good choice. But no. Himeko Hmm. My breasts? Stelle felt herself twitch in her shorts at the thought. Stelle Yes. Himeko Ah, I see. I think I know what you want... I’ll be up there in a few to give it to you~ Stelle shot up in bed. That was not what she had meant. She thought maybe they would flirt a little and Himeko would send her a sexy picture. She didn't expect Himeko to react in this way. Truthfully, in that moment, Stelle knew she didn’t have to worry about dying to the countless dangers in the universe. Himeko would probably be the death of her. It wasn’t even a few minutes later when there was a knock on her cabin door. “Come in?” Stelle said. Sure enough, Himeko stepped through. And immediately locked the door behind her. “Now, do you want to show me one of these videos?” Himeko smirked. "I can learn the technique for you." She teased. “I- well, it was a bit ago. When I was watching it. Before.” “Mmhm. Can’t go through your browser history to find it?” “I deleted it. Naturally. Can’t have that saved on my phone.” Stelle cleared her throat. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. “You were pretty quick to come here.” “I won’t be the one quick to come, here.” “What?” “I was just in the area.” Himeko said, instead. “Was going to visit you anyway.” Himeko walked to her, now standing above Stelle on her bed. “Are you feeling better?” She asked, and her tone changed to genuine worry. “I wasn’t feeling worse before.” Stelle said. “I told you I didn’t need to rest.” “Everyone needs to rest. It’s good for you to take a break once in a while.” “Says you.” Stelle said. “Miss ‘I-Never-Go-To-Sleep-And-Am-Always-Working.” "This was different. You were hurt." "I got better." Himeko seemed to furrow her brows for a moment, but her expression changed back to the mischievous look she had when first entered. “Uh-huh.” Himeko leaned and knelt down right in front of Stelle. “What are you…?” Before Stelle could finish her question, Himeko pushed Stelle back onto the bed. Stelle landed on her elbows, looking down at Himeko positioning herself between her legs. Himeko pulled Stelle’s shirt up and out of her skirt, and then pulled her skirt and undershorts down near around her knees. Stelle was almost frozen, mesmerized by Himeko’s swiftness and how tantalizing the sight of her between her legs was. Stelle felt herself harden at the image, and she felt her cock twitch against her lower belly. Himeko let her ungloved hand palm the underside of Stelle’s cock, rubbing it slightly between her hand and Stelle’s stomach. “So, you’re not gonna show me the video?” Himeko asked. “There’s… there isn’t any video.” Stelle admitted, through sharp breaths. “Oh. How disappointing.” Himeko said, but she didn't sound disappointed at all. She slowly removed her glove, and all Stelle could do was wait with bated breath. Himeko unhooked her crew jacket and let it fall to the floor. “So you don’t want me to use my breasts?” “Use… your…” Stelle’s brain wasn’t working, more so than usual. The blood needed for it to function at full capacity was clearly flowing downwards instead. “Yes.” Himeko smirked. “You don’t want me to?” “I want… you to.” “What’s the magic word?” “Please, Himeko.” Himeko loosened the wraps on her dress, allowing more room for her to work. Stelle leaned forward and could see it wasn't as tight as it usually was then, letting her see more of Himeko’s skin. Himeko carefully spread the fabric apart slightly between the bottom of her breasts, but didn’t pull them off completely. She let her breasts rest on Stelle’s thigh for a moment, and used her hand to stroke the length of Stelle’s cock. Stelle’s head fell backwards, eyes shut in pleasure. When Stelle looked back down at Himeko, she was smiling. Himeko sat up, and positioned her breasts above Stelle’s now hard member. She let the fabric fall first, followed by her breasts enveloping the base of Stelle’s cock between them. Stelle grabbed the bedsheets beside her, pulling on them, and falling backwards fully onto the bed. She couldn’t look at Himeko again, not yet. She was sure she would come undone on the spot. But she still felt her. How soft her breasts were, how warm they felt. Her pre-cum was coating the small pocket Himeko was rubbing against her, feeling hot and wet and so good as Himeko moved. Stelle couldn’t stop herself from the moan that escaped her throat. Nor could she stop the way her hips bucked into Himeko, thrusting hard into her, again and again. Stelle was sure she wouldn't be able to last very much longer. Stelle leaned back up on her elbows and risked a look down. Himeko raised and lowered her breasts onto Stelle’s cock in a steady rhythm. The slapping, wet sounds reverberated in the small cabin. Stelle could see then that Himeko looked very pleased with herself, but most of all… “You’re so beautiful.” Stelle said. She reached her hand out to cup Himeko’s face. Himeko’s eyes softened, and she leaned into her touch, but her ministrations didn’t cease. She alternated between each breast, before stroking them both against Stelle, growing faster with each set. Stelle moaned again, louder, which only seemed to encourage Himeko even more. It was becoming all too much for Stelle to handle. “I’m gonna--” Stelle shut her eyes, face growing hot and pleasure pooling in her stomach. Before she could finish, she felt her cock emptying itself, messily, slipping between Himeko’s soft tits. Stelle let out a few labored breaths before she opened her eyes again. Her hand was still on Himeko’s cheek, and Himeko was still looking at her with so much affection Stelle felt her heart skip a beat. “Aeons…” Stelle breathed out. “Mmm.” Himeko hummed, in agreement it sounded like. "Do you..." Stelle tried to form a sentence, but it was difficult to. "Do you want to stay? We can watch a movie." "I would love to." Himeko said. "But let's get cleaned up, first, hm?"

My Husband

['rezer234']

Not Rated

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus & Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus & Dan Heng & March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail)

Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake Marriage, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Humor, This is fluff, but there is drama, Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

English

2023-05-05

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2023-05-07

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For Danheng, there are three things that annoy him the most in this world. Sweet food, Caelus's rant about Serval, …and of course— —his feeling to March 7th.   ‐------------------------------- If I could be an angel, I would love to be able to erase your suffering. Even though my body will end up scraping more and more, I will be happy to see those eyes opened. I don't care that its pointless to hope. I'm doing it all just for you. For you who always beside me — from Danheng   ----------------------- Danheng ran along the hospital corridor. His steps were heavy, his breath short, and his heart... His heart was not calm. There is someone in this hospital whose life is being threatened. Among thousands of patients, only one who is so important to him. That person might just leave him, leave everything behind. "March." Danheng is just like an ordinary human when it comes to his favorites person. He has fallen, lost hope, and got up again. He is the same as the people you meet on the street, who have strengths and weaknesses. So many people he know, but only March changed his whole life. "Hello, Im March 7th, you are Danheng right ?…….Hehe, we are friends now." There was no way he could forget the days he spent with March. He wasn't going to let it just disappear. Not this summer, not on March 's birthday. Today, March 7th... The girl just turns twenty-three years old. Is it all too late now? "Its alright. Danheng will accompany me in astral express" Himeko voice echoed in his head. Xianzhou luofu. Why did Danheng have to let March come without him in mission ? If only he is not. He would have protect March along like always. If only he was accompany her... Maybe March wouldn't be like this. “Danheng, where are you ?” You idiot Danheng! Why did you forget? Although March is astral express member for year, the girl isn’t that strong yet. "March, she is in coma." And Danheng felt his heart died with the news.    -------------------------- Day after day passed. Everyday still felt like normal for Danheng. Wake up, take a shower, have breakfast, and spend his free time doing mission with Caelus. Everything he did without intention. But…no, it's not that he doesn't like his job as astral express member anymore, it's just that his heart is still shrouded in a black mist remembering that he is no longer under the same roof with someone who has very close to his heart. Danheng wanted to be able to return to the day when that person still greeted him often, even though the greeting was just a passing wind for him. He felt happy at that moment. Where he is still freely staring at those captivating blue eyes. Enjoying when his body seemed to be sucked in by a happy dream that was enticing for him. All beautiful memory. That was before. A memory that for some reason made a sad smile grow from him. It's sad to see his bestfriend sleeping helplessly now in Hospital. Since the Xianzhou Luofu mission one year ago, March 7th is unconcious.   ‐---‐---------------------- "Yes, hello ?" Danheng just arrived at astral express after one week sleep in hospital when his phone rang. "Danheng !." "What's wrong, Caelus ?" "Your March —I mean, March has woken up." "WHAT ?!" " Yes… " "..." "…March has woken up from a coma." His gaze was serious looking at his phone. Although often joking about Danheng’s feeling, after one year of knowing Caelus, he knows full well that man is telling truth. “I will come in five minutes.”   ---------------------------- Caelus jumped for a moment when he saw movement from a body that had been unconscious for one week. He sat down with a look of relief at what was happening. His lips were constantly muttering indistinctly in happiness. He fluttered his eyelids, trying to convince himself that the voice he just heard was real, not just a momentary illusion. The body that seemed to be unconcious all this time was moving. And Caelus was too excited to see March 's eyelids—after one year—finally open. . . "Your name is March 7th..." Caelus squinted suspiciously at the young girl who was staring silently at him. He growled in frustration to find the young girl's urgent gaze. "Please don't joke around, March . You sure don't remember anything ?" shouted Caelus's frustration at the end. The young girl in front of him shook her head slowly, causing an irritated mutter to escape from Caelus. "If me? March, you remember me ?" asked Caelus pointing at himself. Seeing March 's response that only raised one eyebrow and shook her head once, Caelus sighed in frustration. "I'm Caelus!" he continued while looking at him. "Too bad..." Wow, this is suck. At first, after he believed that March had woken up from her coma, Caelus wanted to immediately tell Welt and Himeko, and of course the bestfriend who was always waiting for her to wake up. But the situation did not go according to his plan when the pale lips said something that canceled his intention. March 7th forgot who she was. Forget who her friends are, their purpose, the clash in Xianzhou Luofu that make her unconcious, everything. And that made Caelus curious. Especially when the girl asked about the young men she met in her dream. "Who?" Caelus put down the cup of tea he brought from the pantry and focused his attention when the young girl spoke again. He squinted his eyes when he couldn't catch the words that had been thrown out. "What do you mean?" he asked a little confused. He then positioned himself as comfortably as possible. Ready to hear the outpouring of the girl’s heart. "I remember his black hair—short—swept in the wind. But fuzzy. With calm personality. His name I think start with dan ?" Caelus glared. His eyes seemed to want to jump out of their sockets. Dan ? And calm ? So identical to his friend who is like ice everywhere. And as his brain began to grasp the meaning of the young girl, he smiled faintly. This will be interesting! March’s blue eyes search an explanation. Growling in annoyance when the man in front of her didn't immediately answer her question—even just smiled. "Hey—" "His name is Danheng, March...." Huh? March looked up, looking at Caelus's face who now raised his voice. So his name is Danheng, she thought. "... he is your husband." —Caelus continued with an amused smile, trying as hard as possible to hold back his laughter. "HUSBAND?" March 's eyes widened slightly. Her amnesiac brain was trying to process the statement she had just received. Husband... Husband... Husband... "So I'm married," she muttered quietly. Her head bowed, she stared at her palms. "Hmm? Yes, you already are. Not long ago," said Caelus seeing the expression of confusion and disbelief on the pretty face in front of his. “Its still a secret though, because you two didn’t like attention.” "Just—" "Pffff..." Caelus's laughter exploded for a moment. He held his stomach with one hand and the other hand grasped, covering his mouth. "Yes, yes, March. You two are husband and wife—satisfied?" Danheng. You must be thankful to me, right ? Caelus giggling. March's eyebrows knit together. Why is Caelus laughing ? March didn't like being laughed at. The truth is that she was unable to remember a single thing—aside of Danheng that she saw in her long sleep. "Caelus—" "Drink this first. It's good for March's digestion that hasn't been used for a long time," Caelus cut in as he handed over the cup of tea he had brought. The silver haired man then got up and walked towards the door. "Don't go anywhere, okay? I'll call the medic." March didn't respond. She was silent—just staring at the wooden door that made a small 'blam' sound after being closed by Caelus. Silence. March sipped her tea deliciously. Ah, it feels like she hasn't had a drink in a long time. She turned his head to the right, staring at the open window of her treatment room, showing the blue sky and sparrows flying around the tree branches. This city is very beautiful. Truly, she has never felt so grateful to have woken up—as she is now. It was as if she had never been home in a very long time. Especially if she meets her husband later. Wait, what must I say if I met him— ‘BLAM’ The sound of the door broke March 's thought—making the twenty three year old girl reflexively turn towards the door. March's blue eyes widened for a moment as her gaze met the black irises of the figure who had just entered the drug-smelling room. The figure opened its mouth—an expression somewhere between disbelief and emotion. "March !"  Is this a figure that wanders in her sleep? "I..." Is this— "...Danheng?" —her husband? Danmarch meeting after March has amnesia Danheng couldn't believe what happened. Really. Gratitude and immense relief overtook him—to the point that he was unable to hold back his desire that had been pent up for so long. He ran at her—hugging her tightly. Several times he whispered expressions of gratitude because March finally woke up from her long sleep. But there was something else that made his two black irises widen in disbelief at that time. A gesture—which made his heart beat many times faster. That was when both of March's arms rose—reciprocating Danheng's hug no less tightly and whispering “Sorry make you waiting my dear, I love you.” Danheng blinked his eyes a few times. Dream. This must be a dream. Danheng was about to let go of his embrace before— "Sorry, Danheng," March whispered while stroking the back of the black haired man in front of her. "You must be in a lot of trouble because of me, huh." For the sake of Caelus's love-hate relationship with trashcan, Danheng was sure that the person who was hugging his back and speaking softly was not the March 7th he had ever known. Not March 7th, his teammate at mission. Neither was March 7th, who was live under the same roof from child, let alone March 7th—the cute girl who always so cheerful about all thing in this world. Definitely not that March 7th. Seeing the person he was hugging still silent, March took the initiative to let him go. The hands that were originally wrapped around the boy's body turned to cup a face filled with confusion and disbelief. Danheng's face that always so stoic reddened as the pale hand gently stroked his cheek, bringing him closer until the young girl's breath tickled his hair. March smiled wryly. "Sorry, Danheng, I can't be a good person for you." The lips spoke softly before kissing a lips in front of him. Short but deep. And for some reason it made his hearts flutter. March returned with a small smile. "But, I promise-from now on and forever, I will try to be a wife-worthy to take care of you, and always be there for you," she said earnestly. Danheng blinked again in confusion. March hugged him, then kissed him, and now what? The young girl waved and said that—wait! “Wife ?" Just as March opened his mouth to answer... BRACK "DANHENG!" And both of them turned around when two human figures appeared with different facial expressions. "Himeko, Caelus." Danheng exclaimed after realizing that two people had entered the room. He immediately broke away from March who was still holding him, as if the interruption from the two people who had just arrived was not a problem for her. "Hm..." Himeko walked over to March who just stared at her with one eyebrow raised. "You're really awake with a very fit physical condition apparently," Himeko said, poked March's forehead. "Hey-!" March frowned and shot Himeko an annoyed look. "Who are you?" "Her name is Himeko, March," Caelus said from behind Himeko's body while throwing his usual cool gaze. "She is our navigator.” " Navigator ?" "Yes!" Caelus put his hands on his hips. "And it's partially thanks to Himeko that March can recover." March blinked. She watched the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful carefully. "Is that true?" "Aa," Himeko replied while holding March's left shoulder and pressing it. "It seems you don't need to worry about your physical condition anymore. Your body can recover completely like this, which is good news for critical treatment." March gulped, imagining what had happened to her to make these people so worried about her. "What—what happened to me?" she asked while staring at Himeko intensely. "Was the wound I suffered that serious?" "Of course, March." Himeko glanced at March briefly. "We had lost hope when you didn't wake up after one weeks. And Danheng—" paused for a moment, Himeko glanced at Danheng who was standing next to Caelus, "—he is the only one that believe you can wake up." March looked at Danheng with a questioning look. Just as the boy also glanced at her until their eyes met, she hastily turned her gaze out the window. Her cheeks flushed red and she smiled thinly. " Oh ..." "But, however... I regret that mission so much, March." Himeko continued, not minding the scene in front of her. She saw March who lowered her gaze — looking gloomy. She feel sorry for the young girl. "Amnesia can be cured—" "Its alright," March interrupted. "I really can't remember anything. But... it feels like I've done something heinous—there's a feeling of guilt that comes from nowhere. Because of that..." March hung up her sentence. She looked at Danheng who was now looking at her confused. "...that's why I want to make up for it for the time being." "Ah, I see." Himeko closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Hn." March nodded firmly. "As I said earlier, Danheng, I will be a better wife—" "Wife?" Himeko glance at March. The young girl smiled and nodded slowly. Then she glanced at Danheng with intimidation. But the black eyed boy just shook his head with a confused face. And Caelus just smile faintly when the two red irises pointed at him. "Well….….."   ---------------------------- Himeko drank her beer in exasperation. The woman looked back at the figure of the silver haired boy who was bowing before him before turning his gaze back to the other boy beside him. Danheng. The black haired boy looked down even though with a different expression from his silver haired friend. You can clearly see the shock of the romance that has been attached to him. Himeko, who didn't take part in this silliness, also felt what the boy feeling. Her hand lifted to massage her head that was being hit by dizziness before looking back at the two figures in front of her. "I don't understand what you're thinking, Caelus..." The beautiful navigator sighed for a moment, "... with your nonsensical words you're making things complicated. Moreover, March easily believes you. Hahh... amnesia makes her personality changed 180 degrees." "Well, Himeko—Im sorry ?" “You are not sorry, Caelus.” Danheng replied very fast when he heard his friend's voice tone, anger take him with full force. Caelus couldn’t believe what the black haired friend said. He just want to help his friend’s pitiful romance, “I SAID SORRY OKAY !—“ "Stop that, you two !.." Himeko hung up her sentence, glanced at Danheng who looked down while occasionally pursing his lips. An angry blush still adorned that boy cheeks. " Actually, now it's not that bad situation, it's just that you know what you have to do to finish this, right Caelus ?" "I-of course, Himeko-," Caelus stammered. Honestly he didn't really know what to do. If left alone, March's memory will not return. However, if you think about it... Ah, I know. He has an idea. He tapped Danheng on the shoulder, and gave off the best smile of his life. That's when Danheng knew, his days would be very much different from before.  

Himeko, I need help

[]

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Himeko/Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Minor Praise Kink, Smut, Lesbian, Strap-Ons, Lesbian Sex, switch himeko, switch kafka, possible ooc, himeko/kafka

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,457

1/1

16

356

15

7,282

['FenrirV1', 'astro_logy', 'Koipurr', 'VampyArle', 'tiredtsukasaaa', 'kusanatori', '3dennhehe', 'HEKKA78', 'Nameless_Something', 'Lou_4', 'Yingxei', 'vinsorey', 'kroinos', 'Degenpig', 'atlantic_a25', 'flooringdemon', 'ReinesYatogami647', 'Helbsal', 'PheeCaanf', 'Jsksksldh', 'Kristinalipa', 'eagoranaoseikk', 'YuhimeKatsura', 'CMC_07', 'glitzyy', 'r1nnscribbles', 'JordanOfficial7110', 'arisu_saya', 'BlueCharmander', 'LiaDotNet', 'KAFKAKISSER12345', 'hubba_hubba707', 'robo12', 'Terminal_Glitch', 'NoliferAnKohane', 'fenrysk', 'SurgeOfDespair', 'jun1z', 'Cle_ziel', 'xerendipity', 'superpotstickers', 'iidxae', 'antorta', 'Roguedj', 'MagnustheRed', 'mugiwata', 'ale_xaso', 'QueerFrogscrybl00d', 'boba_tea_12', 'topajade']

[]

Himeko had watched Kafka’s projection. She had sent out the kids to trailblaze with Welt. She had thought Kafka saving her companion would be the end of it, so why was she in front of her right now? “Himeko, let’s hook up.” “Kafka, what..?” Himeko placed her hand on her head, irritated. “What’s wrong with a casual hookup?” Kafka smiled. “It’s not like it’s a crime to enjoy yourself. And, I really need you right now.” “Where did you even come from? Do you have so much time that you can pester me as you like?” “I just came back from being arrested, I thought I would get a warmer welcome.” Himeko gave Kafka a look, before sighing. “You are so inappropriate. And how would I know?” “I know. Look, I need to bed you right now. Something happened to me on my way back, and the only way to cure it is by having sex.” Himeko stared at Kafka for a long time. “What was it? There’s probably multiple cures for it.” “There’s not. And you wouldn’t know it.” Kafka moved closer to Himeko, pressing herself against her and effectively caging Himeko against a table. Himeko put her hands on Kafka’s arms as a warning. “I haven’t said yes, go find someone else.” “There’s no one as reliable and beautiful as you.” Kafka put her arms on either side of Himeko’s body. “Kafka, you’re not in your right mind.” “So make it right.” “On one condition.” Himeko had given in. She wanted Kafka too, she just didn’t think it would be like this. “What condition is it?” - Himeko bit her lip, annoyed, leading Kafka to her room on the Express. There was no one to help her, and Kafka wouldn’t leave. She had to give in. Pom-Pom had caught them and assumed Kafka and Himeko were about to do it on one of his tables, and started crying. Himeko had to make it worse for herself by bringing Kafka to her room. “Lovely abode.” Kafka whistled. “…Thank you.” Himeko shook her head, as if it would rearrange her thoughts. “Doing it on your desk or on the bed?” “The bed, obviously.” Himeko shook her head once again in exasperation. “Sit there and wait.” “Yes ma’am.” Kafka grinned and sat on the bed. Himeko gave her one last look, before going into her closet. It took about five minutes of rummaging before Himeko had come out with a strap-on and some ropes. “How do you want to do this?” Himeko lifted them up. Kafka looked the equipment up and down before smiling. “You did say you wanted to wear the strap, right? That was your condition.” “Yes. I meant, do you want to be tied up?” “Not really. I like having my hands free.” Kafka did wiggly motions with her fingers. Himeko grimaced, putting the ropes away. “Fine. Did you want to switch after I get you off?” “Oh, so you’re into this?” Kafka’s voice took on a teasing undertone. “You can’t expect to receive favors without having to pay one back in return,” Himeko smiled, “I also should get something out of this.” She walked towards Kafka on the bed. Kafka began undressing herself, unbuckling her belt in front of her chest, and gave Himeko a pleased look. Himeko undressed herself much easier then Kafka did, seeing as she only wore her usual dress and black jacket. She stepped into the strap and pulled it up. Kafka paused. “Lube right? You’re planning on using lube?” “Yes, I’m not such a monster that I would push in dry. It’s in the bedside drawer.” Kafka opened the drawer, and grabbed the lube before reading out loud, “Cherry flavored lube. You’re a freak, Himeko?” “I’ve never used it.” Himeko shook her head. Kafka gave her an unconvinced look, then spread her legs. “Well, come on already.” Himeko came over and took the lube, and then poured it. Kafka gave an involuntary jolt, and she grit her teeth. “You certainly didn’t bother warming it up with your hands.” “Why would I, when your body is already warm?” Himeko grinned. Kafka sighed in fake exasperation. “Get on with it already.” -   “Are you ready? I’ve prepared you rather thoroughly with my fingers.” Himeko said, concerned. “Ready as ever. Stick it in me, Captain Himeko.” Himeko shivered, before pushing the tip of the dildo in, and pushing in at a turtle’s pace. “You can go faster, you know.” Kafka teased. “I just don’t wish to harm you.” Himeko said with a worried expression plastered on her face. Kafka stared at Himeko for a minute, before pushing Himeko away, getting up and brushing herself off. Himeko opened her mouth to say something, but it turned into a surprised gasp as Kafka pushed her down on the bed. “I’ll do it.” Kafka moved to hold Himeko’s face, as if it were something so precious. Her lower half slowly went down on the dildo. Himeko watched with wide eyes as Kafka literally ate the dildo. “Your staring is embarrassing, you know..” Kafka flushed a little, panting. She slowly slid down a little more before bottoming out and groaning in ecstasy. Himeko shook her hips, causing Kafka to moan a little, before she pushed her hips up and Kafka let out the sluttiest moan she had ever heard. “Oh, right there feels good, Himeko!” Kafka shook her hips, and started pounding herself up and down on the strap. “You’re so perfect for me, laying there, giving me what I want.” Himeko blushed at the praise, and held onto Kafka’s hips. “Keep praising me, it feels good.” “Such a good, good girl. My precious girl..” Kafka trailed off, shivering as she was about to cum. Himeko let out a pleased sigh, feeling herself getting wet from the praises. “Ah! I’m cumming Himeko!” Kafka moaned loudly, before dropping herself completely down. Himeko shivered, before pulling Kafka down and hugging her. “Himeko?” Kafka’s voice was worn out, strained. Himeko grunted, before thrusting up, and then continuing to thrust the dildo into Kafka’s heat. “Ah, wait.. Ever heard of a refractory period..!” Kafka shook violently, moaning. Himeko was in a daze, before she paused and thrusted as far as she could up. Kafka let out a scream of pleasure, before cumming again. Himeko slowly pulled out with a pop, and checked on Kafka, brushing her hair back and cradling her face like a lover. Kafka smirked, panting. “Want to go again? Me on you?” “Just a few minutes cuddling.” Himeko reasoned, before laying down and pulling Kafka into her embrace. Kafka raised an eyebrow, but complied. “Don’t forget that this is to cure me, Himeko.” “Ah, speaking of, did this cure you? We can stop now, if it did.” “Ah, um, no. I feel no change.” Kafka mumbled, pressing her boobs against Himeko’s, before she moved herself down and rested her head on Himeko’s breasts. Himeko sighed in weak frustration. There were 10 minutes of silence between them, a calm and pleasant silence before it was interrupted by an indecent act. Kafka began groping Himeko’s boobs, grinning against her skin. Himeko moaned, and hugged Kafka. “Giving me permission to start my turn?” Kafka questioned, an excited edge sharpening her voice. “Yes, go ahead. After this, we will never speak of this again.” Himeko hugged Kafka tight, like those words hurt to get out. “Yeah, sure.” Himeko took off the strap, and handed it to Kafka. Kafka pulled it up on herself, before rolling Himeko over. She touched her with her fingers, and pulled back. Her fingers were slicked. “You’re so wet that we don’t need lube.. You really were turned on by praises.” Himeko nodded. Kafka lined up the dildo, then shoved it in with little to no regard for Himeko’s feelings. “Ah!” Himeko moaned loudly, a sound resulting from the forced entrance. The dildo began to move as Kafka moved her hips in a swinging motion. A chorus of “Ah, Ah, Ah!” was heard from the other woman as she was thoroughly claimed by Kafka. “I’m cumming, Kafka!” Himeko arched her back, shivering and moaning. Kafka paused for a second to watch Himeko’s expression with satisfaction. She then began to piston her hips fiercely, eager to keep getting Himeko off. Himeko, after two more orgasms, was shaking and begging for more, so Kafka complied. They had gone at it all night. -   The next morning, Himeko was wrapped in Kafka’s arms, snug. She brushed a piece of hair from Kafka’s face and kissed her nose. While Kafka was pretending to be asleep, she grinned to herself, pleased that her lie had worked . Her plan was to weasel herself into Himeko’s heart, and she would do it, one lie at a time.

For Being You

['Zaphyrus (wolfhunter777)']

Teen And Up Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Pom-Pom (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Crying, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail)

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

1,509

1/1

14

1,039

123

8,263

['SnowyFool_606', 'Goompyeager', 'Poccua', 'Silent_butterfly', 'Khrepta', 'loserbedo', 'fraying_threads', 'BleepBloopsensei', 'princeofthelight', 'masterminds', 'taffygirl13', 'ZenPudding', 'keepasecretgetastrawberry', 'QuincyMaru', 'MightyAnubis', 'Sofa_uwu', 'mmm_yummyfanfics', 'vishbonk', 'Emooo', 'SleepyUbe938', 'heybabyheid', 'Bittersweet_Shivers', 'pinkmakaroni', 'Fourchuna', 'Ryuneko25', 'llwydarawn', 'KindaQueer', 'miya_kosaha', 'pumpkin_leaves', 'greenteaelf', 'Lenawashere', 'ikkunnee', 'Loveliet_Mikan', 'beomajesty', 'Blanq', 'dragonridergirl2', 'AimlesslyHunting', 'skully_oryx', 'Sr_PringleProngle', 'Jaybirdsdelight', 'Laylainthesky', 'AkornCove', 'jinnie_cutie', 'melodicy', 'David_A_R_White', 'howtowritequestionmark', 'Violetolivegarden', 'demonic_fox', 'AnodeAntarcSkywalker', 'numa_sein']

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The sea of stars outside the Astral Express was mesmerising to watch. No matter how many times Caelus saw the view outside, he would never tire of it. He was leaning against the seat, with the back of his head lying at the top of it while his eyes continued to watch the sparkling stars. He would regret the consequences of his decision later, courtesy of his would-be aching neck, but for now, he could not bring himself to care. By his side, his phone lay upon his open palm, the game over screen visible, but with the inner turmoil raging in his mind, it was insignificant like the simple regrets and his place in this tiny train amongst the sea of stars. Caelus pulled his other hand up, the arm ladened with an unseen weight, and he placed his hand over his face, blocking the sight from his closed eyes. The events of Belobog still weighed heavily upon him. However, of it all, only one stood at the forefront of his mind — his existence. He had seen firsthand the destruction that a Stellaron could bring, the obvious scars left behind by an uncheck power of destruction. He had lost control of the Stellaron within him once. Had Welt not calmed that power, he shuddered to think of the destruction it would have brought. Yet, it was not that which he was currently agonising over. Back in Belobog, he learned that a Stellaron could communicate with others and manipulate them. Everyone had been horrified but Caelus felt a different kind of fear. He remained composed at the revelation, or perhaps it was his body taking control in place of his panicking mind. No one noticed the fear that had taken root, nor the burning question that sat on his tongue that he loathed to ask. Was he the one in control or was it the Stellaron all along? Would that not mean that his entire existence was a lie? Just a body to hold back a power that could ruin worlds? ‘A puppet,’ he thought to himself. Herta would smack him if she heard his thoughts, or maybe look at him weirdly before telling him to continue the testing in the Simulated Universe. …Yeah, that sounds like her. Caelus lifted his hand from his face and stared at the stars outside again. He started counting the stars, a distraction even as his mind wandered away out of his control. He could stop the thoughts, the questions. So many what-ifs and all of them without an answer. He hated the way the questions shifted from his existence to the world around him, and one that burned so painfully in his heart — If that was all he was then… was his love for Dan Heng fake as well? He closed his eyes and fell to his side. The phone clattered to the ground, the screen already darkened owing to him leaving it on idle for too long, but Caelus could not bring himself to care. He curled up into himself, his hands wrapped around him, and he dozed. He did not know how long he stayed there, drifting between the boundaries of dreams and the waking world. At some point, Pom-Pom had found him and tried to wake him up, but eventually left him alone after throwing a blanket over him. Footsteps moved past him but he remained still in his spot. It almost slipped his mind what he was and who he was, only that he existed and everything was meaningless. (Such an existence… How lonely.) His head dipped when someone sat down on the space beside him, but his eyes remained closed and his hands still tightly woven around him. He felt a hand on his head, warm and comforting. The person stroked his head, fingers running through his hair. The gentle touches were lulling him to sleep, to take a step past the boundaries and into the realm of dreams. The hand moved away and Caelus whined at the loss. The limb returned not a second later, accompanied by another. The hands moved to lift his head and placed it upon a firm surface, the scent familiar and comforting. There was someone humming now and the hand returned to his hair. The deep voice, the familiar motion of someone playing with his hair, it was all too much for Caelus. He could no longer hold on to his consciousness and sleep claimed him soon after. The next time he woke, the person was no longer playing with his hair but they never left. Caelus sat up, unsurprised to see Dan Heng’s worried face. “Thanks for the lap pillow,” Caelus said with a smile. “Anytime, but what are you doing here instead of sleeping in your room?” He felt too confined and too lonely in his room. The silence was not helping his spiralling thoughts and there was only so much his phone could do to distract him. It helped that this car had the best view for watching the stars outside. “Just felt like it,” he said instead. Dan Heng looked as if he did not believe him but he stayed silent, allowing Caelus to have his way. “You have a lot on your mind,” he said, like stating a fact. ‘Was it that obvious?’ Caelus thought to himself. “Mostly dumb things,” he said, hoping that Dan Heng would drop the matter. “It’s not dumb if it’s bothering you. It would help to lessen the burden if you talk to someone about it.” “It’s just…” The words were lost as Caelus tried to figure out what he wanted to say. He was glad that Dan Heng allowed the silence to stay, patiently waiting for him to speak even if he would have to do so until the end of time. In the end, Caelus said nothing and looked up at Dan Heng with a sad expression on his face and the latter reacted immediately, pulling the man into a warm embrace. He did not know how long they remained like this, intertwined in each other’s arms. When it came time to break away, Caelus finally found the courage to ask. “What if I’m not who you think I am?” he asked as his gaze fell to the floor. (He had the courage to ask but he lacked the same when it came to knowing the answer.) “What do you mean?” “The Stellaron could manipulate people and influence them. What if… What if I’m not the one talking to you but the Stellaron instead? Maybe I never existed at all. What if our love for each other is fake? What if the Stellaron is just using you to fulfil someone’s desire this whole time? What if—” “Caelus.” Caelus shut his mouth at the call of his name and he stared at Dan Heng, wide-eyed. His body shivering in trepidation, waiting, anticipating, even as he tampered down the urge to flee. “The Stellaron isn’t you and you aren’t the Stellaron. The Stellaron could speak but it has no will of its own, it was merely acting upon the desires of others. Caelus, when you think of us, what do you think?” “I… Wait! I can’t say it out loud, it’s embarrassing!” “Why not?” Dan Heng asked with a voice of confusion. “It’s just the two of us here. Pom-Pom is on the other side of the car, they can’t hear us.” Caelus peered over to where Pom-Pom was and they were not being subtle at the way they continued to sweep over the same spot with one of their ears raised towards them. “Dan Heng…” he whined, dragging his boyfriend’s name as he spoke. The man sighed, obviously unhappy that he would not hear the answer now, but he relented at the sight of Caelus’ pouting face. “You’re you, not the Stellaron. If you’re still unsure, you can ask Welt but I believe he will give the same answer as I did.” “And if you’re wrong?” “I will never regret loving you for you. Caelus, please have faith in me.” Caelus teared up and he quickly brought his hands up to wipe them away. Dan Heng pulled him into a hug and that was the final straw for Caelus as he sobbed into Dan Heng’s chest. They stayed like this even after he had no tears to spare, even when Pom-Pom approached them to ask if everything was okay. “Everything will be okay,” Dan Heng said in place of Caelus who was still emotionally overwhelmed to speak. Everything will be okay, because that was Dan Heng’s promise, because of the belief and conviction behind the tone, because Caelus had faith in Dan Heng that he would make everything okay. Would the Stellaron do something like that? To put belief and faith in another? Caelus doubted it and that thought was reassuring to him. “Hey Dan Heng… Thanks… for being you.” Dan Heng placed a kiss on Caelus’ temple, drawing out a splutter from him. “Thank you Caelus for being you.”

A Night at Rivet Town

['Gushy48']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail), Hook (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Serval (Honkai: Star Rail)

Canon Compliant, Post-Jarilo-VI Trailblaze Missions (Honkai: Star Rail), Romance, Fluff and Humor

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

8,279

1/1

12

386

44

3,555

['E77Y', 'Der_Unlisted8448', 'Crystal_Light_34', 'RichardPham', 'dodgyduck', 'EletroSimping', 'sunscares', 'Olympia_pride', 'Just_Chillin24', 'Mayhemba', 'Hollis_I_guess', 'VillagerF', 'Laserwise', 'n1kl4s11', 'eveghost', 'littleperegrine', 'CMLH', 'lilylilac338', 'TheBigBadWolf1417', 'sofmimi', 'DanceThePainAway', 'ShurtugalLenya', 'Glaucouss', 'WolfyKnight5071', 'Kaguzuchi', 'festiefern', 'AnotherThem', 'Bobjoejim', 'Aangchu', 'n7aloy', 'Neophilic', 'csal07', 'LittleWolf121', 'Lance_lot29', 'QuBee', 'steelsilver', 'twicethetrash', 'vicksvaporubtm', 'bleblebl', 'wlwwonderland', 'yep4', 'akkz11', 'mellyfluousMC', 'Vareemthei', 'schro', 'Shizuedayo', 'LesbianSadAndTired', 'Wootaa', 'Fallen_Angel36', 'D33JAYYY']

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“Dammit…! Dammit all, where the hell did I put it? Did it grow legs or something and walk away? Ugh! I can’t fucking—!” “Seele.” “F-Freaking believe it…” Seele cleared her throat and spun, facing one disappointed Natasha, her arms crossed underneath her breasts. “Hey there, Nat. You’ve been, err, here for a while, haven’t ya?” “Need I to remind you about your careless use of foul language? You’re lucky Hook isn’t cleaning today…” Natasha sighed and glanced to the back-corner of her clinic where a rack for cleaning gowns was. One was noticeably diminutive from the others with ‘HOOK’ stitched into the breast-pocket, adorned with colorful buttons and pins. “The last thing that girl needs is to start swearing like you.” “Right, sorry. I’ll be sure to shut the hell—” Natasha frowned, “—shut the flip up next time. Anyway, have you seen a, uh… How do I describe this thing anyway?” Seele made odd gestures with her hands as though to try to physically describe it but she was no better than a mime. Eventually she gave up and held her arms down, souring. “It’s a trinket from our old orphanage, you know, in Rivet Town. It looks like one of those abstract art pieces you’d find in the Overworld—that Pela girl was telling me the big deal about ‘em when I came up last time. Guess it’s kinda funny. I used to be quite an artist when I was Hook’s age.” “I see…” Natasha put a finger on her chin and thought long about it. “Did you leave it here?”“Mhm, I think so. You remember a few days ago when I got into a tussle with a few vagrants? Before that, I fetched it from my place after digging ‘round all morning.” “Ah, right. I distinctly remember scolding you for cursing so much then too.” Seele put an indignant hand on her hip. “Well, maybe next time they shouldn’t corner an old couple and extort them for shields. Pah, I woulda showed them what’s for if I didn’t take that nasty fall.” “I also remember scolding you for being so clumsy, yes.” “Nat.”“I’m teasing. Back onto your trinket, I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s here. If it’s as unique as you say, then you know me. I would’ve surely remembered it. Why were you carrying it around, though?” “It’s uh…” Seele nervously licked her lips and stared out the nearest window, remembering why. Now her anxiety had transformed into snark. “Well, it’s a funny story. Our beautiful and glorious Supreme Guardian Bronya has finally signed off on a project or whatever to help us lowly Underworlders. The first thing she wants to do is establish an orphanage and asked me if we could visit Rivet Town. I was planning on showing her the trinket I told you about. I dunno why but I felt like it.” “Really? I’m surprised you didn’t consult me first. If you’re meeting with her about the future of our displaced children, then maybe I should open my schedule…” said Natasha, thinking. Then Seele’s snarkiness upon mentioning the amazing and illustrious Supreme Guardian Bronya had returned back to anxiety. She grinded her feet in place, making holes in the floor. As much as she didn’t mind Natasha’s presence, this little thing was an occasion for as little people as possible. Like two. Two people, not three, two. Unfortunately for Seele, a certain someone here had raised her since she was a child and knew her inside-out. That person was staring right at her. Natasha’s eyes went from confusion to intrigue and finally to amusement. “Oh. Oh , never mind then. I’m far too busy with these patients anyway.” “Huh? Whaddya mean—?” Seele stopped herself seeing the irritating smirk on that woman’s face. “Oi.” “Hmm?” But her smirk had only gotten wider. “Oi! What’s with that grin you got there? I know that smile from anywhere, Nat! What’re you thinking? C’mon, spill it.”“I’m just thinking about how productive your conversation will be with the Supreme Guardian, Seele. A very productive, informative conversation, mhm. Please behave and dress your best on your date—ahem, I mean meeting! Oh goodness, I think my throat is getting a little dry—” “Are you actually insane right now, Nat?! It’s not a date, goddammit!”   ***   “A date with the Supreme Guardian—?”“Sampo Koski, I will murder you if you say those words again.” Sampo Koski’s eyebrows flipped upside down and he paused, visibly rethinking his current approach. “A scandalous affair with the Lady of the Overworld, her majesty Bronya Rand—?”A few moments later, Sampo was face-down in the dirt. He groaned before lifting himself up enough to lay on his side. After wiping a few pebbles off his clothes that were too nice for him, he dramatically sighed and pearl-clutched. “You’re so cruel, Seele. I thought we were friends! Buddies! Pals! How could you effortlessly raise your hand against your old chum without a hint of remorse? I’m dying, I tell you! Dying!” “Shut up, Koski. Remind me again why we’re working together?” “Well…”   *   “Oh, uh…” Hook awkwardly looked at the ground. “H-Hey, Big Sister Seele…? Promise you won’t get mad at Hook…” Seele gulped, feeling she knew the answer already. “Never, Hook. We’re sisters , remember? Sisters don’t get mad at each other, and if they do, they hug it out at the end.” “Yeah, you’re right! So uh, I did see the trinket-thing a couple days ago I think. When the old witch—I mean, Natasha made me clean her clinic. I kinda-sorta tossed it out thinking it was trash… I’m sorry…” “Right, you tossed it straight into the dumpster...” Seele rubbed her forehead, having expected this outcome. Well, at least they knew what happened to it. Still, it was shitty but life happens. Hook, though, poor thing. She was upset at herself for making things harder for her big sister. Gently, to not startle her, Seele brought a hand and pressed it down against the top of Hook’s fluffy hat, messing up her already-messy hair.  “Woah, hey!” Hook exclaimed, flustered. “I’m not angry at you,” Seele said. “It’s an honest mistake.”“Yeah, it definitely was an honest mistake but I’m honestly going insane!” the third person in the conversation finally joined after chewing on his thumbnail. “Look, I don’t blame Hook at all —only monsters would blame children, am I right? and Sampo Koski is no monster, haha—but she threw away Illuminate Shields! Illuminate! Do you know how much Overworlders are paying for a collection of them?! And she tossed it away like it was some paper wad!” “Huh?” Hook looked up at the shitty adult. “Shields? Wait, did Hook throw away a buncha shields? I thought I heard coins rattling when I threw away that ratty old cardboard box.” “I…!” Sampo stopped himself from speaking further once he saw the pathetic yet adorable look on the kid’s face. “You know what, don’t you worry about a thing, Hook! Your big sister and brother—!” (“Ugh,”) “—have it taken care of! Isn’t that right, Big Sis? ” Wink wink, nudge nudge. Seele glowered deeply. “Heya Hook.” “Yeah?” “If you really wanna make it up to Big Sis, give Big Bro plenty of reasons to visit Natasha.” “Huh?” “Wait no, don’t—!”   *   “And that’s why.” “Koski.” “What is it, my dear Seele?” “This literally happened over half an hour ago. I remember everything clearly.” Seele frowned and crossed her arms. “And I’m already getting impatient. I wanna find my thing as soon as possible.” “Likewise, I want to find my lost collection. It seems we’re in the same boat; the same metaphorical boat as we wait for the Trashmaster to work her sweet magic or whatever she referred to it. The Astral Express, as much as I love them to death, sometimes resembles a circus rather than a romantic band of adventurers.” “For once, I agree. Just Trashmaster… ?” muttered Seele before shaking her head at the ridiculousness of it. She heard it all when it came to nicknames and titles: Pitch-Dark Hook the Great, Handsome and Trustworthy Sampo Koski, the Wild Star of Wildfire, Seele. Out of everything there was no close rival to the Trashmaster, the only one capable of living up to her mythos. For the worst. Yeah, definitely for the worst. “Hey Shampoo!” Trashmaniac Stelle approached the pair with a fistful of coins in her hand. The Trailblazer was glowing at the prospect of digging around in trash like a puppy going on a walk. Despite being, well, covered head-to-toe in grossness. “Is this it?” Koski licked his lips and was briefly at a loss for words. “It’s Sampo, and no. Illuminate Shields have glowing dots like stars in the sky—oh, if only I knew what that actually looked like.” “That sucks.” She tucked the shields inside a pocket. “Anyway, Shamrock—“ (“Sampo,”) “—what about this?” Stelle showed him a small cardboard box that was cracked open, revealing nothing but air inside. Air and a foul odor, one that made even Seele who knew trash as her second home wince.  “…That’s a random box, Stelle.” She groaned and tossed it aside with the rest of the garbage. “Well, how am I supposed to know which box Hook threw out, Kiosk?”  “Koski! And it’s the one with the glowing coins inside! Or just find anything that glows!” “Okay, don’t shout at me, Koffee!” “Koski! It’s Sampo Koski—! And she’s walking away. You know, Seele, I’m beginning to regret asking the gorgeous Trashmaster for help. She can’t even get my name right and she brings me every bit of trash she finds like a dog showing off her sticks! I honestly don’t know if she can find your trinket and I probably just lost a decent chunk of change.” Finding her trinket in the city of trash was a long shot, yeah, but if there was a chance, it had to be taken. You couldn’t resign decisions away thinking they were improbable or even impossible. This philosophy had carried Seele far in life and kept her sane. Especially recently, when they had to fight Supreme Guardian Cocolia and save that idiot girl. When she had to make sure she was okay and safe and healthy— “Earth to Seele, are you listening?” Sampo broke her from her thoughts. “I’ve heard a few things about this trinket of yours and your arrangement with the Supreme Guardian, but what’s the real story?” “Huh?” Seele scoffed. “Why should I tell you that?” “I don’t know, maybe because we’re good friends who care about the other’s well-being? What’s wrong? Is a toy from your childhood this important to the Guardian?” “No, it’s not like that. I…” Seele thought about it. Why exactly was she asking Stelle to go this far for some knick-knack worth barely a few shields? When Bronya asked Seele to accompany her to the orphanage again, why was this the first thing she thought of? “Is it true?” Sampo suddenly asked. “That our Guardian is born an Underworlder like us?” “Huh?!” Seele startled. “Where the hell did you learn that?” “Rumors. Sampo Koski keeps his ear to the ground and has others do that for him. Really though, I never would’ve thought. Her? Born here? What a plot twist, am I right?” Seele fondly recalled their first meeting and chuckled. “You’re right ‘bout that. I thought that if all Overworlder women looked like her… Ah, never mind. Forget it. I’ll tell you the truth since you already know: we lived at the same orphanage.” “In Rivet Town? Really?” “That’s the one. Before you ask, no. We never met each other back then. But…” She shrugged. “That’s where everything started for us. She got adopted by Cocolia, I met Nat and Oleg, then decades later we returned. Opposite worlds crashing together…” Seele lifted a hand and opened the palm, imagining the trinket there. She remembered feeling the grooves and scratches and imperfections, the little things that carried the most weight. The memories. “Bronya doesn’t remember a thing back then, but I do. So maybe, just maybe…” “Are you sure you two never met each other? This reeks of Lady Fate toying with you, and don’t I know a thing or two about coincidence and happenstance. Does it really matter if you two are long lost childhood friends? I mean really, Seele, this is a better drama than any book I read. Does it matter that much? You’re practically crying about it.” “Oh shut it, Sampon.” (“Sampo!”) “That’s not what I meant. I just wanted to dig up the past a little, that’s all. The past me and Bronya shared. She’s an Overworlder princess through and through but this is a part of her like how it’s a part of me. I wanna share that with her: the years she never knew. I wanna talk about the time when I got scared outta my mind when Nat told ghost stories to us, or when I won a fight for the first time, or when Oleg brought home chicken… “Heh, so many things that aristocrat missed out on. I wanna tell her everything ‘bout it, about that old crummy place, about me and what happened afterwards…” Seele laughed and rubbed her lips. “Sometimes whenever I think about her, I catch myself wondering if we had met back then and imagining a different life. ‘Cause it’s really weird. We don’t know each other for long, not like me and you or Nat, but she’s special . She’s been stuck inside my head for so damned long and it’s annoying. Whenever she texts or calls me, I get way too excited. I can’t get angry at her when I should be. It’s all so freakin’ weird and I hate it.” “Seele…” Sampo had an uncharacteristic smile. Not the slimy or the mischievous one he always had, but something genuine . Normal, even. “Oh, you poor thing. I understand now. Don’t hate what you feel. It’s perfectly natural.” “Ha, you’re up to something no good with that advice.” “No no, I swear on my heart, I’m not. Whatever happens later, I support you completely and unconditionally. No charges, no gimmicks, nothing! Except for, uh, no more rebellions, okay?” Seele squinted in confusion. “Okay…? Thanks. I dunno what I said to warrant that but I won't take you up on that offer.” “You can count on me—! Wait, what did you say again?” “Hey Seele! Sampey!” Stelle ran up to them excitedly despite looking and smelling fouler than a miner in mud. In her hand was a caltrop-looking object. The trinket.  “Sampo—“ “You seriously found it?” Seele took it into her hands. A rather dangerous toy to hold from the sharp metal and pointy ends. But this was it. This was definitely it—since when did it look this ugly? But that didn’t matter! Seele was ecstatic. “Wow, I-I didn’t think you could do it. Thanks so much, Stelle.” “All in a day’s work for the Trash Master,” she beamed before turning to Sampo. “Hey Kowalski, I haven't found the coins yet. Sorry.” “For the last time, Stelle, my name isn’t Kowalski or Coffee or Shamwow or whatever cute nicknames you got for me! My name is Shampoo Kotchi—err, Sham, no, Slam… My name is Sham…” Shampoo Kotchi clutched his head in great mental distress. “Oh. Oh dear , what was my name again?” “Unreliable Dumbass.” “Kampo Soski.”   ~~~   “I didn’t think I’d be accomodating Supreme Guardian Bronya in my workshop today.” “Please, Serval, don’t be so formal. I’m here on a friendly visit; I promise I don’t have any chores for you to do.” Serval smiled with her eyes. “You know I don’t mind doing a few boring things for you, Bronya, but thanks. You have no idea how many times Geppie had visited his older sister before casually dropping a problem he had. He means well but he has the subtlety of a rock to the head, you get what I mean?” “Heh…” Bronya fondly remembered her humorous adventures with Gepard. One time, he had a secret admirer and was utterly perplexed on how to handle it. Serval had made fun of hin lots on how he handled that whole affair. In summary, lots of misunderstandings topped off with Pela blowing a casket. To this day, she was still apologetic for her outburst and Gepard wanted to speak nothing of it. Serval softly hummed. “Anyway, speaking of boring chores, do you remember what you asked me the other day? If I had any of Cocolia’s old belongings or better yet, anything related to that little orphanage in Rivet Town.” Bronya’s head perked up. “Did you really look? I didn’t think you would take my request seriously, I—“ “Hey hey, don’t get started now. Like I said, I don’t mind putting in the hours for our newest Guardian.” Despite her pleadings, Serval was solid as a shield and thus was impossible to break. She turned to the back of her workshop where storage was. The ‘secrets of the world’ were kept there she amusingly described once.  “C’mon,” she told Bronya. With a head tilt, the two of them ventured inside. Bronya was greeted with a room much larger than she’d imagined, long like a library corridor with two infinitely-stretching bookshelves on both sides. Instead of books here, there were mechanical parts and boxes of old papers. Labels marked them but some items clearly didn’t belong—the definition of organized disorganization. “It’s down here,” Serval told her as they walked. “Don’t mind the mess. Molly—the assistant I recently hired—has been tackling this monstrosity. In fact that’s how I found what you’ve been looking for. It’s right here.” They stopped at a small reprieve, a gap between the shelves that allowed for extra arm-room. A humble table had been pushed against the wall and a tin box was sitting on it, marked with a sticky note: “Do not throw this away, Molly!” “I see…” Bronya pressed a finger against the coarse metal. “I had given up my heritage as an Underworlder when Mother adopted me. To think I still had a tangible connection to that past…” She opened the box and couldn’t fathom what was inside. The contents were composed of small, miscellaneous objects that had no rhyme or reason to them. None stood out in particular. Some looked peculiar like this lightning-bolt earring Bronya picked up. “Oh!” Serval plucked it from her fingers. “I didn’t see this the first time! I’ve been wondering where this girl was hiding!” Finding the second mixed into the collection, Serval picked that up too and admired them fondly. With a finger she wiped the dust and grime off.  Bronya glanced at the box itself. “It doesn’t look like a jewelry tin; why were your earrings there? “Oh, it’s uh…” Serval’s excitement decayed quickly. “I must’ve put them there a long time ago. Either me or Cocolia, I can’t remember. Because uhm, she brought these for me as a birthday present. My twentieth, actually. I remember it pretty well. We had a power outage and she joked it was my earrings that’d caused it. “We brought out a personal heater and that got fried. Brought out another one and he met the same fate. In the end, we decided to huddle in bed with several layers of blankets suffocating us to death, and Cocolia was laughing and giggling at the absurdity of it. Even someone like her could laugh like that…” Serval gently dropped the earrings back inside. “You know, I think it’s better if they stayed in there. I don’t wanna blow up my workshop.” What could Bronya say? Mother and Serval had been close when they were her age. Intimately close. Yet in recent memory, whenever Mother had spoken about the Landau on occasion, it was spiteful and vicious and resentful—the Cocolia that she knew as ‘Mother’ was nothing like the Cocolia flashing through Serval’s mind right now.  Since Mother was chosen by the Stellaron and was corrupted by its influence… “This is the thing you’re looking for.” Serval held something out: a rock about the size of her palm. A painted rock but most of the colors had flaked off, rendering the original image impossible to ascertain.  “A rock?” Bronya took it, thumb smoothing over the surface. “Are you sure?” “Check the back.” Ah, so that was why. Although the paint had almost all but chipped off and faded, there were grooves in the back. Messy, imperfect, but they spelled out a name: Bronya. Mother would’ve never allowed her to carve rocks; this was something she would have done only in the Underground and only then, nowhere else. How did this get here? When she moved to the Overworld? Nothing in her mind stirred no matter how far she searched the crevices. It was an alien feeling holding onto something created by your own hands but you remember not a single thing. Despite the unfamiliarity, Bronya held onto the rock like a jewel. Tightly, and imagined it was Seele and thus refused to let go—not even for a moment. This was her only connection to her, to their past.  She could get closer to Seele this way.  “Can I ask why you were looking for it?” Serval raised. “If you don’t mind me.” “Huh—? Oh, yes, of course. Later, I’m supposed to meet Seele at our old orphanage to discuss plans of establishing a new one in Boulder Town,” she answered professionally. But Serval’s intuition was the better and found a hidden motive behind those words. All she had to do was smirk, put a hand on her hip, and say nothing. “B-But to tell you the truth, it’s just a pretext. Ever since I rediscovered my roots, I always wondered what life would’ve been had I stayed. This little rock is a possibility unrealized, and I wish to present this artifact to her.” “Artifact? This isn’t an archeology dig, Bronya. You don’t have to sound so clinical about things. You can tell me the truth.” “I am.“ “Really?” Serval cleared her throat. “‘Our Supreme Guardian is mopey again today. She keeps checking her phone like it’s the end of the world. I bet it’s that Seele girl.’” She was imitating someone. “Pela,” Bronya concluded right as Serval pushed up her imaginary glasses. “I… I was not mopey today or any day, and I had several important things to speak with Seele about!” “Or you should speak with Oleg and Natasha about it, and you know you should since they’re Wildfire.” Like a witty detective she crossed her arms. “You just want to bug Seele. I get it. She’s a good friend.” A good friend… Her heart panged at the words but she shook the unnecessary thought away. “I do not. To confess, my duties as the Supreme Guardian are more exhausting than I imagined and Seele has her own obligations as Wildfire. This meeting is a reprieve for both of us—and besides, it’s been a long time since I last saw her in-person. We had a fight, then.” “A fight?” Serval’s haughtiness dropped. “It’s about the future of our homes. We’ve long since made up but things have changed since my coronation. I’ve made several promises to her and the Underworld but I have not fulfilled any of them. With our limited resources, priorities had to be made and oftentimes the issues of the Underworld are shoved aside. Seele doesn’t like that, of course, and when she left…” She looked at me with such disdain. “No, it’s unimportant. The last thing I want is to follow in Mother’s footsteps—I don’t want to push Seele away.” “Push her away…” And now Serval’s demeanor completely changed; her lips pressed together, contemplative, and she took quite some time to think. Or rather, sift through the emotions and memories that Bronya’s words brought. “Serval?” Bronya asked in concern. “I’m still here, don’t worry. I was just thinking how sweet you are. If that’s the case, then great. You and Seele make for a powerful team, exactly what you need to mend the relationship between the two worlds. Some newspapers are even publishing about it.” Bronya frowned. “I’m not that pragmatic, Serval.” “What do you mean?” “I’m meeting with her because I…” Suddenly the words were stuck in Bronya’s throat. “Because I missed her company after growing so fond of it when we were in the Underworld.”  “O-Oh, is that…? Is that really why you wanted to meet her? Because you just wanted to see her again?” “Of course. You make it sound like I’m heartless.” “No no, don’t misunderstand. I was just shocked you’d admit it so plainly. I’m not used to such honesty before. It’s good! You should make your feelings known. I wish I had that superpower myself.” I don’t see why it’s so strange, though Mother had always told me to watch my tongue sometimes . “Well, you have the truth of our ‘meeting’ now.” “Yeah, don’t I feel sorta stupid, hehe…” Serval awkwardly glanced sideways. “So uh, forgive my curiosity but Seele was the first friend you made down there?” Friend… “Err, when we first met, I wouldn’t exactly say ‘friend’ but ‘friendly’. Nobody there takes too kindly to the Silvermane for obvious reasons, but in a way, yes. She saved me from a mob. Although we had our rough spots, I’ve grown to deeply admire her and her strength. After everything we’ve been through…”  Bronya brought a hand to her chest and warmly smiled. “We made a promise to mend Jarilo-VI together. She’s an important part of me that I can no longer imagine without.” Serval’s eyes widened and her mouth hung slightly. “I-Important? Like, important important?” “…I don’t understand the nuance but whatever you imply, yes. She’s my partner in this life.” “She’s your what—?! I—!” A violent coughing fit attacked Serval and caused her to repeatedly bang a fist against her chest before calming down. “Sorry! Sorry, it’s all the—hak!—dust! Yeah, just the dust! I need to tell Molly to clean harder, haha… So could you, uh, could you repeat that?” Bronya frowned; whenever Serval had something to hide, she acted peculiar just like now. But what could she be hiding exactly and for what reason? “Serval, I don’t understand your reaction. What’s so shocking about this information? “Shocking? You…!” Before she could finish her sentence, Serval’s expression changed as though there was something on Bronya’s face to cause it. “Never mind. You really shouldn’t say things like that so carelessly, Bronya. People might misunderstand.” A glower came from the Supreme Guardian. “Why’s that? Earlier you said I should make my feelings known, and these are my feelings.” “Your feelings? Your…?” Serval took a few steps back and leaned against the opposite wall, thinking. “Your feelings. Okay, I guess we’re having this talk now.” “Serval?” “I’m going to ask you a few questions. Please answer them truthfully.” “Okay…?” Bronya was more than confused but if this was about Seele, then she would answer a thousand questions for her.  Serval’s first question was this: “What do you think about Seele?” “What do I think about her? She’s… At first, I thought she was a reckless brute who did her thinking by her scythe. Now, she’s so much more than some barbarian—she’s kinder and more compassionate than many Overworlders. She is someone I can rely on during combat and outside it. I feel at peace whenever I speak with her, a greater peace than I could achieve before I ventured into the Underworld.” “And I guess you can’t stop thinking about her. Even in the middle of a workday, she sorta creeps into your thoughts and makes you so unproductive. And sometimes you count the minutes between your texts, worrying if you accidentally said something to offend her. And whenever you have lunch or a snack, you think to yourself, ‘Maybe she’ll like this!’ so you make a note to treat her later.”  “…Yes,” Bronya answered after a serious period of thought; Serval was right about everything. The intrusive entrance of the Wild Star of Wildfire, bursting into her ways; how much she enjoyed whenever they had the chance to text or call; and there were a dozen different places she wanted to take her to. Food and sweets they should enjoy together. Warmly, Serval asked her, “Do you think of her as your friend with these feelings?” “With these feelings? I…” Bronya turned to the dusty floor, combing through the archives of her mind, flicking through her emotions like files. There, a flash of insight struck her and she stammered, cheeks turning scarlet and a great warmth boiled inside her chest. “Serval…” “Yeah?” “The heat inside my heart… It’s not what we would consider simple ‘friendship’, isn’t it?” Serval was smiling, but her lips twitched as though she was looking at an old picture. “No. That heat is the most beautiful yet painful thing in the world. Cherish it as long as you can and never let it go. You never know what will happen in the future. Because…” She grew quiet. “Not even its heat can melt the coldest of ice.” “What was that?” “Nothing. It’s nothing. You still have that rock with you?” Bronya forgot she was still holding the rock. She nodded.  “Good. Whatever happens with your meeting with Seele, I support you. Truly. If you need anything: advice, repairs, literally anything— I’ll be here one call or text away.” Bronya smiled brighter than she had before. “Thank you, Serval, for speaking with us.” “Mhm, that’s what us older sisters are for. Gosh…” She rubbed her lips. “You’re more like your mother than I thought.” “Huh? Wait, what do you mean by that—?” “Oh, uh! Nothing!” “Can you please stop muttering strange things, Serval?”   ~~~ Bronya: Seele, I’ll arrive in Rivet Town soon with a small retinue of Silvermane Guards. Don’t worry, they won’t bother us and will be stationed away so we can be in private. Seele: Awesome, so I don’t have to cry my heart out in front of steel mannequins. Bronya: Seele… Seele: What? I’m joking. Jeez, can you lighten up for once, Princess? Your sense of comedy is terrible. Bronya: Perhaps you should improve on your jokes.  May I recommend Sampo Koski? He seems like a good listener.  Seele: Oi! Oiiiiiiiii! Those are fighting words. Bronya: 😊 Seele: You…! ⚔️⚔️⚔️ Bronya: Hmm? Seele: When we meet, I’m pummeling you. Bronya: I look forward to it. Do your worst. 💕   “Ugh!” Seele kicked a pebble off the cliff’s edge and heard it trickle down the hill. “When did the Princess get a spine all of the sudden? Hmph, whatever. I can take her on in a fight anyway. Just she wait.” Unfortunately Seele was the one waiting. For a while. Ten minutes turned into twenty. Twenty turned into thirty, then forty-five, then an hour passed since Bronya’s last text message. The Overworld had their own culture but even Seele knew that ‘soon’ did not mean sixty minutes. Soon meant within ten minutes and any later, you had to apologize for wasting the time of the sorry bastard you brought out. Her indignance caused many pebbles to be kicked and one of the chairs to be knocked over in impatience. Every few minutes, Seele would check her phone for any update but found nothing but the same annoying heart emoji taunting her. She read back through the chat log then fixated on the first message: Rivet Town. They were in Rivet Town, a place corrupted by the Fragmentum. It was dangerous to come here, although now it was gradually coming under control thanks to Wildfire and Silvermane collaborating together. What if Bronya got herself into a pickle? She could take care of herself but even the best warrior was susceptible to an ambush. What if…   Seele: Hey. You’d better not be skipping our date. I really mean it. I’ll fight you.   Bronya did not respond. Not after a few minutes, not after ten. “Okay.” Seele turned to the stairs. “That’s it. I’m finding her myself—” “Seele? Are you—? Oh, thank Preservation! You’re still here!” From behind, a regal voice sent chills down her neck and into her spine. Good chills, like a cool wind on a hot day. Behind her was the current Supreme Guardian of Belobog, Bronya Rand, dressed in that get-up as always. Her large earrings swayed side-to-side as the Princess smiled warmly at her companion, being more than an hour late to their meeting. All of Seele’s rage dissipated when she saw that sweet smile and heard that irritating voice. Feeling a new warmth touch her cheeks, she scoffed and turned away. “You’re late, Princess. Anyone else, I would’ve ditched your sorry behind and returned to Boulder Town.”“I know. This delay is my fault and I take full responsibility for it.” “Can you apologize like a normal person?” Bronya chuckled—why was she laughing ?—and nodded. “I’m sorry, Seele. But that makes me curious. Because it was me, would you have waited longer?” “Of course, I—wait, hold on. What exactly are you asking me?” Seele spun to find a smirking Overworlder. This cocky girl! She was really lucky she was the Supreme Guardian otherwise there’d be another coronation by tomorrow morning!  And yet like before, the bell-like voice echoed inside her head and just like that, her anger was pacified and suddenly she couldn’t bear looking at her. “I…” Seele stammered, shaking her head. “What took you so long anyway, huh? Run into any Fragmentum?”“No, actually. I’ve ran into a child from Boulder Town. A member from Hook’s gang, if I recall correctly: Julian.” “Julian, of course. Gosh, that’s, like, the fifth report we have of a kid wandering off to Rivet Town—since when did this place get so popular all of the sudden? Is he safe at least? I’ll scold him later after Nat does.” “Mhm, we found him at the entrance and escorted him back ourselves. But erm…” Bronya looked downtrodden. “When we explained the situation to Natasha, I was reminded of my previous obligation. Again, Seele, I’m sorry. I rushed here as soon as possible.” Seele batted her hand in a formal gesture. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. I had nothing else going on tonight.” “So you’ve freed your schedule for me?” “Yeah. Is that weird?” The Underworlder narrowed her eyes at her counterpart. “Why are you looking at me like that? I’ve made time for you and you already wasted more than an hour of it.” Bronya kept up her odd focused gaze, eyes sparkling from the iron dust in the air, like she was a miner who’d found a big batch of Geomarrow ore. Each moment it kept on, Seele felt more and more flustered. This little staring contest was terrible for her heart, and what nearly killed her of cardiac arrest was when Bronya suddenly stepped forward like she was on the attack. Seele yelped and instinctively stepped back. “Hey hey, if you want a fight, just say so—!”Bronya sniffed then settled back. “So that’s what it was.” “Huh? What d’you mean?” “I’ve smelled something odd ever since I came in. Something that does not fit the Underworld.” “Tch.” Seele crossed her arms. “And you know so much about us, huh?” “I can’t say I do, but even a ‘princess’ like me knows that the average Underworlder do not wear perfume.” For the first time in history of the Jarilo-VI, an Underworlder was stunned to silence and subsequently humiliated by an Overworlder. Not only that, the Overworlder was also the Supreme Guardian. Seele went pink and hurriedly paced towards the edge of the barrier, half-thinking she should jump off to save herself from the embarrassment. “It’s not my idea!” she exclaimed. “It’s Nat’s! She told me I oughta ‘present myself nicely for the Supreme Guardian’ or whatever! I didn’t want her to bug me so I put some on! You understand that? Not my choice, I didn’t consent, forget about it!” “Hehe…” Bronya stood next to her, overlooking the same sight of Rivet Town. “I almost feel undeserving for the extent you put into this meeting.”“Ugh.” Seele cleared her throat as though to purge herself of the damages she’d sustained. “Who do you think I am? Sampo? If it’s about the Underworld’s future, count me in. And hold on a sec, what do you mean by ‘undeserving’? Shouldn’t a Supreme Guardian be humble?” “You are correct.” Bronya met her eye-for-eye. “But can the Supreme Guardian be so humble when her confidant treats her like a princess?” “Wha—? Excuse me, Princess ! I just put on some perfume! That’s it! You might dress like one and look like one, but—!” The Princess spontaneously burst into laughter. Not the belly-busting kind like the drunkards in bars but the well-practiced manner taught to fancy Overworlders through etiquette lessons and strict regimen. A pretentious way to laugh. An annoying one. But nothing about Bronya’s was grating to the ear. When did her laugh get so pleasant to hear? Again, another bout of heat rushed to Seele. Was she coming down with a fever or something? She’d better go visit Natasha about this later…  After her laughing fit, Bronya said, “You’re easy to tease, Seele. Has anyone told you that?”  Seele pouted. “I’m going to throw you over the edge now.” “Then as my knight, will you catch the princess as she falls?”“No. There is something wrong with you. I think you’ve been around Stelle and Sampo too much—oh! Speaking of them, that reminds me of something!” Seele began digging around in her pockets for that special item. “Since we wanted to meet up here, I thought I’d oughta find this which took their help—it’s uh, it’s a long story I don’t wanna get into.” She tugged the trinket free. The dirty little bastard in its twisted, jagged glory. “Oh? That is…?” Bronya furrowed her eyebrows, unable to come to a conclusion. “Thank you?” “Oi, this isn’t a gift. This is a…!” Seele shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah, I dunno what it is either but it’s something I made when I was a kid. Living in that orphanage over there.” They turned to the desolate place where they both started from and yet went down two very different paths. The broken windows and ruined steps held memories within the shards, and Seele could almost see the phantoms of yesterday haunting these grounds and bringing her somber bouts of nostalgia.  She sighed and thumbed her odd trinket. “I had this whole plan showing you this. Since we haven’t seen each other in a while, I thought I should bring this as a conversation starter and share some stories of this crummy old place. But I got nothing. I can’t really think of anything right now.” “Really?” raised Bronya. “You brought that little thing so you could tell me more about our old home?” Old home, huh? “Yeah, duh. That’s what I just said. Have you been listening?” “Of course I have. I was just shocked because…” From her pocket, she took out a rock that had some flakes of paint barely hanging on. “I had the same idea. Look at the back.” Once she flipped the stone there were carvings inside. They spelled out a name: ‘BRONYA’. So that was why. Of all the things this Princess kept from her short youth in the Underworld, it was a stupid rock that had been painted once upon a time. “Hah.” Seele put a hand on her hip. “Guess we both thought the same thing.” “Duh.” Bronya smirked again. “I’ve just said that. Have you gone deaf, Underworlder?” “Ha-ha. I was serious, you know. This place was the divergence point for us. I thought that, maybe, we could get you closer to your roots despite being full-Overworlder at this point. Have the Princess embrace the squalor she used to breathe in.” “‘Squalor’? What a fancy word. You have been reading the book recommendations I’ve given you.” “Only because you asked and I had some downtime!”“Hehe. Regardless, I’ve always been curious about this orphanage since my revelation but I’m more interested in you, Seele.” “In me? What? Am I some kind of museum exhibit for you to oogle?” Bronya’s gaze drifted lower and a hand hovered over her pink lips; a second of modest observation later, the modesty turned into vice and her lips curled as such. “Your outfit certainly doesn’t leave much room for imagination. You’re quite confident. How admirable.” Seele wasn’t sure if she should feel flattered or peeved. Either way, a vein popped in her forehead. “Oi, pervert. What has gotten into you today?” “What’re you going to do with your toy?” asked Bronya, who completely ignored the question. “I think it outlived its original purpose.” Seele wanted to bite back but she was right. This thing wasn’t like a teddy bear or a blanket; it was a hunk of junk that served zero purpose other than clutter and a conversation piece. She wanted to remember why she made this in the first place but couldn’t. This and her crappy memory, this and her beloved orphanage now left to the Fragmentum. Yeah, no use carrying this around anymore. Not even Hook would want it. In one determined huff, she hurled the trinket into an open window of the orphanage and it soared inside. Distantly a crash and a bang were heard, rattling the empty derelict halls where children had used to play in.  “That!” exclaimed Seele proudly. “It’s back where it belongs! Now it’s your turn.” “My turn?” Like a diamond, Bronya clutched onto her pebble. “But if I throw this, it’s like I'm throwing my past away!” “Wah wah, I didn’t know you made a connection with your pet rock. Now c’mon, I’ll tell you as many things as you wanna know about me only if you toss it.” “I…” Bronya looked down at the rock and sighed. “Fine. Here I go!” She stepped forward and threw mightily; however the rock barely made it inside the gates before cracking off the wall, pathetically landing at the doorsteps. If Seele had to compare this exhibition to one of the books Bronya’d recommended, then this was obviously a symbolic metaphor of the differences of their connections to the Underworld. Or whatever. Something like that. A haughty chuckle came from the better Underworlder, who batted her long hair and stood proudly against the whimpering Princess. “Wow, you sure you’re the Supreme Guardian? That was the worst throw I’ve seen in my life.” Bronya fumed and turned her head away, rattling her earrings. “Quiet. I was under immense pressure.”“All that sharpshooting with your standard-issue rifle and your arms are more flimsy than a toothpick. With how much sweets you got up there, you’re probably more fat than muscle.” “Excuse me?” This time Seele was the one smirking. “What? A few jabs and you’re already glowing red?” “Hmph.” Sassily an elegant hand was placed on one’s hip. “In a test of physical strength, you’re easily the weaker one.”“Pah. Doubt that. While you’ve been taking etiquette lessons, I’ve been hauling rocks.” “Pfft. How should we settle the score, then?”Seele glanced behind her towards Rivet Town. She could make out some Fragmentum monsters in the distance. “Whoever kills the most baddies wins?” Bronya thought about the proposition for a moment then shook her head. “Normally I would take you up on that offer, however I prefer staying here. I’ve just returned from Boulder Town.” “Fine fine, lazy ass. If you wanna sit down and talk, then let’s sit down and talk.” The two found a nearby bench—that wasn’t on the verge of breaking—and sat down together. Almost immediately Seele became self-conscious when a whiff of floral perfume rushed to her nostrils. Not hers, after double-checking. It belonged to the Princess; ha, a better person would take this as an insult: how dare an Overworlder mask the scent of the Underworld like they were any better? But as that thought came, it faded just as quick. Seeing the Supreme Guardian up close, it was hard to imagine the Underworld giving birth to such a stunning woman. Seele thought herself a looker, but had the roles reversed—where she would be the Supreme Guardian adopted by that maniac Cocolia—would she look like that too? So elegant and pretty and orderly?  “...Why are you staring at me so intensely?” Bronya asked, bringing the Wildfire out of her thoughts. Seele stammered, “N-Nothing. I was just thinking up a story. Maybe I could entertain you ‘bout the Trashmaster? You know her, right?”“Seele.” “Uh, yeah?” “Stelle was arrested once for combing through the garbage of the Silvermane Guards’ headquarters. I know of the Trashmaster and I wish I never had. This is the same woman who’d helped us defeat Mother.” Seele’s expression darkened; she once recalled Natasha tearing Stelle a new one after discovering her rummaging around the clinic’s dumpster. “Y’know, I think Stelle is more of an Underworlder than me…  “Certainly… Anyway, about that story…”“Oh yeah. So what happened was…” For quite some time, the gates to the orphanage was entertained by old stories. They spoke fondly of the children who’d resided here and the shenanigans the directors had to contend with. Occasionally the tales were meant with melancholy as Seele recalled a few who’d passed since then, and whenever a late name was mentioned, she would turn to the building’s facade and smile joylessly to herself. A reminder that the struggle hadn’t ended, but at least it would be easier now. With the Supreme Guardian by her side, the woman she trusted. “You know, Seele, March 7th had reminded me of something once,” Bronya began after Seele finished her last story. “She found an encyclopedia and inside was an old, worn picture of a beach.”“A beach?” Seele jogged her memory of what exactly that was. “Like, with sand and stuff right?” “With the ocean as far as the eye could see. Although the color had faded, I was strangely entranced by the photograph. The purity of such a thing, the tranquility of the waves and the faint sounds of wildlife… If it’s possible, I would like to visit the beach. I know it’s unlikely. The damage caused by the Stellaron was severe and might last for countless lifetimes, but there is a hope.” Seele could imagine it now: a beach with white sand and endless water. Maybe there would be sea creatures. Maybe Hook and the other kids could enjoy beach-things that beach-goers did—the Astral Express would know all about it. The chances were slim but impossibility never stopped Seele anyway. After all, the torment that’d plagued Jarilo-VI was gone now. “...Yeah,” Seele decided. What was one more promise to the list? “Let’s do it. Let’s go to the beach and do whatever people at the beach do.” Bronya smiled and her heart fluttered. “Yes, whatever people at the beach do. Thank you, Seele. I mean it.” “Heh, what’s with the sappiness? We’ve made bigger promises before.”“I know. That’s why I’m saying it.”  A gloved hand was placed on hers, and gently fingers curled underneath the palm. Seele could feel the callouses. The roughness from combat and training. She could feel a new heat coming on and normally her better instincts would’ve told her to pull away. But for some reason she didn’t resist, instead allowing Bronya to hold her hand. She didn’t resist when she put it on her lap and didn’t resist either when her other hand was taken too. Bronya inched closer and the heat intensified greatly, then burned into a fiery calm—like the moment of tranquility in the midst of combat, where the mind was clear but the world was flames.  “Thank you,” said the Overworlder who seemed to sparkle now, “for everything you’ve done and everything you’ll do in the future.”Seele listened silently. “You’ve shown me a new world that broadened my mind, and because of it I realized the depths of madness my mother had fallen into.” Bronya continued to crawl closer until she sought comfort, leaning her forehead against Seele’s. Their breaths crashed together with the warmth of their hearts. “You helped pave a path to a new future. For this, words alone aren’t enough to convey the gratitude I feel. But even then, I want to share this life with you, Seele. This life, this world, and this body—all for you. “All for you,” she said again in a low whisper as she pulled back, her eyes shut. Ah , thought Seele when something both coarse and soft had touched her lips, so that’s why I’ve been acting like a doofus… “How…” Seele muttered, breathy, “...how am I supposed to reply to that? You can’t just pour your heart out and expect me to match, y’know.” Bronya giggled—her laugh was adorable. “Actions speak louder than words, Seele.” Cheeky little… “Fine. I’ll kiss your rough lips again.” “Rough?!” Suddenly Bronya pulled away and pressed a few fingers to her lips. “I thought I used chapstick—? Ah?!” “Gotcha, hehe.” In less than a second, Bronya’s hands were pinned against the bench and straddling her was the Underworlder, peering down at her with a devilish grin. “Guess I am the stronger one after all.” Panic subsided in the Princess’s eyes and they softened, flashing needily at her partner. “Very well. I concede this one.” In the quiet of the orphanage, they met each other once more. 

On Ice

['ShenanigansSsSs']

Teen And Up Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), dunn, security Captain Dunn

Fluff, Romance, and they were trapped in the ice, oh my god they were trapped in the ice, is it gay to cuddle your enemy for warmth, Enemies to Lovers, Pre-Relationship, Sampo koski is a little shit, cuddling to survive, Claustrophobia, claustrophobic gepard, headcanons, girl help how do i tag, Gepard’s god tier art skills

English

2023-05-07

Completed

2023-05-07

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“Y’know, if you don’t stop pacing, you’ll wear a groove into the floor!” Gepard sucked in a deep breath, praying silently to Qlipoth for strength. He resisted the urge to listen to the man shivering nearby, and continued to pace. It was better to keep moving, at least until help arrived. He couldn’t believe his luck. He should never have been tasked with this mission in the first place, but unfortunately, the man he was supposed to arrest had wormed his way into the front lines. So, here Gepard was, trapped in a cave with a wanted criminal by a sudden avalanche, with no way out. Sampo was clearly trying to remain collected. He had spent a few minutes whining about the cold, stating that he “didn’t want to damage the goods.” Said “goods” were himself, of course. He had lost whatever he was trying to smuggle in the avalanche and, no matter what he said, Sampo Koski’s number one priority was always himself. Even his whining had been tinged with his usual flippant attitude. The attitude that made everything he said sound completely insincere. Gepard could see him trembling because of the cold, though, along with the way he was curled up in a futile attempt at staying warm. Sampo cleared his throat and laughed weakly. “Hey, Geppie,” he drawled, somehow managing to keep his voice steady. “I don’t suppose your ol’ buddy Sampo could borrow your coat for a little bit?” It was a halfhearted attempt. He knew what Gepard’s answer would be before he even opened his mouth. The Silvermane Guard shot Sampo a glare. “First of all,” he barked, “do not call me that.” Only Serval had a right to give him nicknames. He tried not to think about the possibility of never seeing her again, instead focusing on Sampo. “Second of all,” he continued, “we aren’t friends. It serves you right for getting us into this mess in the first place.” And for wearing such ridiculous clothes in the middle of a blizzard, he thought, glancing at Sampo’s exposed sides. Sampo pushed out his bottom lip in an exaggerated pout. “Aw come on,” he said, extending each word to create a false sense of casualness. “I can’t control the weather, my friend! Hell, if I could, I’d stop the freeze entirely!” “Why? If you did that, nobody would depend on you anymore.” Gepard shouldn’t be talking to Sampo, he knew. The man had a silver tongue and a dangerous ability to ruffle people’s feathers— Gepard’s specifically. But it wasn’t like he had anything else to do, and it was better than just sitting and waiting silently. Sampo placed a hand over his heart, then quickly snapped it back to his side in an aborted attempt at looking hurt. It seemed his play acting fell on the wayside when he was in danger of freezing to death. “Are you implying that I take advantage of my customers?” He pouted. “Come on, Gepard, you know me better than that! The customer is king, and I am always loyal to the king.” He finished his sentence with a wink that was probably meant to be charming. Gepard refused to acknowledge that it worked a little. “Unless someone pays you the right price,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes. Sampo gasped, eyes widening dramatically. “You wound me, dear! My loyalty is not for sale.” “You could’ve fooled me.” Gepard crossed his arms, glaring at Sampo drily. “Now be quiet. If you’re trying to get me to let down my guard, you’re wasting your breath.” The cave fell silent, except for the sound of Gepard’s boots scraping on the ground. He could hear the ice above and outside creaking and groaning. The protocol in a situation like this was to use Geomarrow lamps to carefully melt a path through the collapse, but Gepard was beginning to fear that that wouldn’t be safe. He did not do well in closed spaces. That was a fact known only to his close family, and perhaps a friend or two. He preferred to keep that particular weakness under wraps, but here, under the ice and snow, it was beginning to claw at him from the inside out. He couldn’t keep himself from running through the worst case scenarios. The ceiling above him collapsing before he could ever be found. Being able to taste the fresh air, see the sun, only to be crushed to death by ice weakened by heat. Starving to death, or dying of thirst with Sampo Koski of all people. The Aeons were laughing at Gepard. He was sure of it. In fact, he swore he could hear their giggles in his ear, feel their breath on the back of his neck. Everything was too close, too large and heavy, and when a hand tapped him gently on the shoulder, he nearly broke in two. He staggered forward, whipping around to face his perceived attacker. With a start, he recognized Sampo. The taller man was backing up, hands in the air in a relaxed I’m unarmed gesture. It seemed he had finally decided to move— much to Gepard’s embarrassment, as he quickly realized that he’d been hyperventilating. “Relax,” Sampo said, his usual singsong voice slightly tense. “As far as I’m concerned, we have a temporary truce. You should worry more about yourself, Captain.” He flicked his hand toward Gepard with a blue-tinged smirk. He was still shivering, and he looked rather worse for wear. Gepard swallowed, trying to calm himself. “I’m fine,” he insisted weakly. “As you were, criminal.” Sampo made no effort to move. Instead, he lowered his hands and hugged his arms around his sides, trembling violently. His nose was running, and Gepard swore he could see tear tracks frozen on his face. A different kind of dread filled his body than the fear of being crushed. Sampo was a wanted criminal. A scam artist to the core. Despite all this, he had been instrumental in helping to save Belobog, and Gepard was too good of a person to let him die. The blonde took one more look at Sampo’s pallid face, and sighed. Wordlessly, Gepard began to remove the armor pieces on his coat. It was difficult due to his shaking hands, but working on something pushed the threat of his impending death into the back of his mind. By the time the last plate of metal was removed, his hands were steady enough to unzip his overcoat without difficulty. “Wh—“ Sampo was cut off by Gepard thrusting his coat into his arms. For the first time since Gepard had met him, the man seemed at a loss for words. Genuine surprise colored his frozen face, and he stared at Gepard for a moment before hurriedly throwing the coat over his shoulders and whimpering in relief. “You’re a life saver,” he breathed. Gepard could practically feel the man’s gratitude, and he fought to keep a straight face. “Yes,” he said drily, “I am. You’d better return that as soon as we’re free, or I’m adding another charge to your long list of crimes.” Sampo didn’t bother with his usual dramatic reactions. Instead, he sat down and wrapped Gepard’s coat around him as tightly as he could. His shoulders were broader than the captain’s, so it wasn’t completely effective, but he was certainly better off than before. “Will do, Captain.” Gepard could feel the cold biting at him through his other layers of clothing. He wore multiple coats, as was necessary outside of the city, but losing one made things a little more difficult. Still, he wouldn’t die, and now, hopefully, neither would Sampo. It was relatively dark in the cave. The only source of light was Gepard’s emergency light, as his phone flashlight had been shattered. There was no way to call for help, as far as he knew. He hadn’t asked Sampo to check his phone, admittedly, but he knew his temporary companion was smart enough to do so himself. He sighed heavily, watching his breath puff out in front of him in a white cloud. He tried not to think about how close the walls were, closing his eyes and finally sitting down. He could feel Sampo nearby, and he heard the man shifting on the ice. Gepard flinched as something pressed into his back. “It’s just me,” Sampo whispered, his voice oddly calming. Instinctively, Gepard relaxed, leaning into Sampo and releasing a shaky breath. “You’re extra bold today,” he muttered halfheartedly. He wanted to be angry, or to arrest Sampo right there, but neither of those options would help anyone. Besides… he was sure it was just the cold, but he was beginning to appreciate Sampo’s presence. A soft chuckle bubbled from the other man’s chest. “Being bold is keeping both of us alive,” Sampo said. “Unless you want me to move?” His tone was teasing, knowing Gepard would not take him up on the offer. As usual, he was the one controlling the situation. At least to the degree he could. Gepard did not respond. Instead, he sighed and continued to press his back into Sampo’s. He could still feel the man shivering, even with a warm coat wrapped around his shoulders. The dim glow from outside that kept the ice translucent was beginning to fade. The sun would set soon, if Gepard was correct. Hours trapped beneath the ice, with no sign of rescue, and the captain wanted nothing more than to go home. He supposed Sampo must be thinking the same way. Behind him, Sampo shifted. The warmth of his back disappeared for a brief moment, and Gepard opened his mouth to question where he was going. He was cut off by Sampo wrapping his arms around his waist, his unspoken question stifled into a surprised yelp. Sampo pulled Gepard closer, chuckling into the blonde’s shoulder. “Relax, Captain,” he whispered. “This is better for both of us.” He was right, of course. Already, Gepard felt warmer. Too warm in fact, and his heart was racing. He had never been this close to someone before, tucked perfectly into the curve of Sampo’s body. With how his hands were lying, he would be able to reach behind him and touch the other man’s exposed sides. He had wanted to for a while. He tried not to think about it, but he found himself staring at Sampo’s waist, and the way his hips swaggered as he walked. Now, they were twined together, even if it was only to survive the cold, and Gepard didn’t know what to do. He shivered, though it wasn’t from the cold. His instincts told him to watch Sampo’s hands, making sure he wasn’t trying to pickpocket him, or… well, something. His instincts did not win, and Gepard felt himself relax in Sampo’s embrace. “…This is temporary,” he said after a moment. The words came out raspy and quieter than he intended, but Sampo heard loud and clear. He let out a sharp exhale, halfway to a laugh. “You’re adorable,” he muttered, squeezing Gepard tighter. The blonde stammered, his heart skipping a beat. Adorable? Very few people had ever called him that. It was reserved for his siblings when they teased him, and nobody else. It felt different when Sampo called him that, though. He was too hot, and he was almost lightheaded. He could practically feel his pulse in his head. Why couldn’t he calm down? “N-no I’m not.” He cursed himself internally for stammering, and even more for how he jumped when Sampo buried his nose in his neck. “You are,” the scam artist sang, wrapping his legs around Gepard’s. “You’re so easy to fluster… so serious all the time, yet you can’t handle little old me…” He was doing this on purpose. That much was clear, but Gepard didn’t know how to respond. He was frozen, literally and figuratively, and all he could do was shake while hot tears flooded the backs of his eyes. He hated himself for being so overwhelmed. This was something he should be able to handle, but… well, he wasn’t the best at handling his own emotions in the first place. He could never hide them, especially not around Sampo, who could always see through everything he tried to cover up. Gepard gasped when gloved fingers gently touched his neck. “Relax,” Sampo whispered. He was so uncharacteristically quiet, confrontational now that there was nowhere to run. “Try to rest. Help will come soon.” He sounded so certain, even though he couldn’t know that. He kept whispering reassurances into Gepard’s ear, and the Silvermane Guard briefly wondered what Sampo’s angle was. He had no idea what the man could possibly gain from this, other than an ego boost, and yet there Sampo was, gently comforting him as the emergency light dimmed. The walls didn’t seem quite as close as they used to. The air was less stale, and Gepard could feel his overheated body return to a reasonable temperature slowly. His every muscle was exhausted. How long had he been pacing for earlier? Or perhaps his tiredness stemmed from his panic. Regardless, he yawned. Sampo barely managed a chuckle before he repeated Gepard’s yawn himself. He squeezed Gepard tighter, almost as if he was a teddy bear. Sampo was acting as a blanket, clearly very intentionally. Gepard was too tired to think about why. He just let his eyelids flutter shut, snuggling deeper into the embrace. It was still freezing, but Sampo offered warmth and, at the moment, comfort. He was going to be fine. They were both going to be fine. These thoughts repeated in Gepard’s mind like a mantra as he drifted off to sleep. He could hear Sampo’s breathing slow behind him, and he had half a mind to panic again. It was better to stay awake, stay moving, but his limbs were so heavy. He could rest for a little while, and then… Gepard never finished his thought. —————— “…ptain! Captain!” Gepard groaned. Was it morning already? He always considered himself a morning person, but he’d slept like a log last night, and now his bed was far too warm and cozy to leave. He grumbled, reaching for his blanket to pull it up around his neck. His arm was too sluggish, and when he touched the cold, hard ground, a memory came back to him. The avalanche, the cave, Sampo… Sampo! Gepard opened his eyes, groaning hoarsely. He tried to move, only to be stopped in his tracks by an iron grip around his entire body. He glanced down and recognized Sampo’s gloves, wrapped around his waist still. He could barely see in the dim light of the moon, but he prayed that Sampo’s skin wasn’t as blue as it looked. “Captain!” The voice came again, and Gepard recognized it. Dunn, the Security Captain. All at once, Gepard realized that he and Sampo were no longer alone, and he could see the stars. The ice above him had been melted, dripping cold water onto his face. The moon rested above, a waxing crescent smile greeting him. Gepard wiggled, grunting as Dunn’s helmet obscured his view of the sky. “I’m here,” he called, trying desperately to pry Sampo’s arms off. “I’m alive!” Dunn sighed in relief, turning to bark orders to the soldiers that must have been with him. While he moved to keep digging Gepard out, the blonde managed to get free from Sampo’s grasp. He turned to look at his companion, and let out an almost hysterical laugh when he saw the man’s chest rise and fall. Sampo’s eyes cracked open, and though his lips were blue, he was still alive and still conscious. He had wrapped Gepard’s coat around him more tightly in his sleep, and was now attempting to sit up. “What’s goin’ on,” he slurred, his lips cracking and bleeding. He licked the blood away, trying to wipe away the frost that clung to his cheeks. Gepard took him by the hand and pulled him up further, bracing him on his shoulder. “We’re being rescued,” Gepard said hurriedly. “We’re going to go home.” He was supposed to be arresting Sampo, but for once he didn’t care about his duty. He just wanted to get the both of them to safety. Sampo may have been a criminal, but he was a citizen of Belobog nonetheless, and in a way, he had saved both of their lives. It took little time to dig Sampo and Gepard out of the ice. The Silvermane Guards were highly trained in this sort of rescue, and Dunn was no exception. He shouldn’t have been out of his post, but Gepard supposed he would let it slide. After all, if it wasn’t for Dunn, he and Sampo would likely have died in less than a day. The two were rather roughly set next to low-energy Geomarrow lanterns. Gepard sighed, though even with the gentle warmth, he still felt like he was going to sweat through his coat. Next to him, Sampo still clung to his coat, wiping snot away from his nose as it dripped. He looked absolutely pathetic. He shifted. “Never thought I’d see the day the Silvermane Guards treated me so well,” he joked, his catlike grin returning despite his chapped lips. “I feel like an honored guest!” Oddly, Gepard felt comforted by this return to the status quo. He rolled his eyes, though he didn’t feel much malice. He was just glad to be out of that cave, with both him and Sampo alive. “Don’t get used to it,” he deadpanned. “You’re still wanted.” Despite his tone, Sampo laughed, tilting his head to look at Gepard through his bangs. “Oh I know,” Sampo said with a lazy smirk. “You like chasing me too much to give it up.” Gepard scoffed, turning his head to hide the tiny smile that tugged at his lips. This was utterly ridiculous. A few moments passed in silence. Gepard watched the guards bustle around, waiting for the field medics to arrive. They moved back and forth with Geomarrow lanterns, adding a couple to the ones around Gepard and Sampo as they went to warm them slowly. Gepard felt like a rotisserie chicken, in a way. “…Thank you.” Gepard looked up in surprise, only to be met with a view of Sampo’s leg. The man was turned around, standing up so Gepard could only see his bottom jaw. Gepard frowned. “You’re welcome,” he said, “but you can’t leave. We both still need medical attention.” He heard a snort, and Sampo turned to look down at him. His half-lidded eyes were surprisingly bright, even at night. A piercing green that paralyzed Gepard in place. “You know I can’t stay,” he said with a smirk. “I’d rather not be arrested as soon as I’m well again.” Gepard technically couldn’t argue, but he tried anyway. He stood and grabbed Sampo’s arm roughly, only to be pulled closer, of all things, until their faces were almost touching. “Stand down, pretty boy,” Sampo whispered, winking lightheartedly as Gepard’s face heated up in seconds. “You’ll see me again soon.” Gepard swore he could hear his own body sizzling in the cold, it was so warm. It only took him a split second to realize that it wasn’t him that was sizzling, but by then, a lit smoke bomb had already gone off right in his face. He coughed violently, covering his nose and mouth. His chest hurt as he staggered back, hand still clutching something. He heard shouting, and footsteps crunching in the snow as someone grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the smoke. He hacked and coughed for a moment after he was safe, eyes watering as he tried to see. Naturally, Sampo was gone, leaving only smoke and rose petals in his place. For such a conspicuous man, he was oddly good at disappearing without a trace. Gepard let out a frustrated groan, wiping his tears away and looking down at the object left in his hand. He was holding his own coat, the one he had lent to Sampo for the good of their own survival. He sighed, ignoring the burning in his chest as he began to shrug the coat back on. As he did, a piece of paper fluttered out from the inside pocket. He frowned. He didn’t think he had any papers with him when he had gotten trapped, let alone in his overcoat. That was a disaster waiting to happen. Slowly, Gepard picked up the folded piece of paper and spread it out, realizing immediately where it had come from. He would’ve recognized Sampo’s handwriting anywhere, or at least the handwriting he used when he wasn’t disguised. Ridiculous flourishes and doodles on the side of the page that were shockingly good for tiny scribbles. Thanks for the coat, the note read. Bet you didn’t think I’d return it, did you? Worry not, for Sampo Koski always keeps his word! I owe you one, Geppie. Until next time. Sampo had signed his name with an unnecessary flourish, doodling his own face winking at Gepard. The guard rolled his eyes and moved to crumple the note, but he noticed quickly that there was another image on the back of the paper. It was a wanted poster. Specifically, the one of Sampo that Gepard had drawn himself. The blonde turned red with embarrassment, folding the note and shoving it into his pocket before zipping up his coat. Sampo was the absolute worst, Gepard was sure of that. Still, he appreciated the gesture… and despite everything, he couldn’t help but look forward to seeing him again. Hopefully, without an ice cave this time.

your body lightweight (speaks to me)

['effervescentskies']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Enemies to Lovers, Top Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail), Bottom Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Nipple Play, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Friends With Benefits, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Teasing, like a lot of it, because it's sampo, Dom/sub Undertones, Bickering

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

2,234

1/1

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[]

Gepard has always been a stickler for the rules. His diligence and unwavering commitment to duty had earned him the rank of Captain at a remarkably young age. He has never fallen out of line, never shirked his responsibilities, and has always followed protocol to the letter. His sincerity and efficiency was widely known throughout Belobog, and that is exactly why his fellow guards, and the people of their city respected him so much. But as he lays beneath Sampo, the strong, sinewy forearms of the criminal caging him in, Gepard feels as though he’s a completely different person. Sampo looks down at Gepard, his sharp green eyes glinting with mischief. "What a coincidence running into you here," he says, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were seeking me out." Gepard feels a flush rise to his cheeks as he looks away from Sampo's penetrating gaze. Sampo’s observation is not entirely wrong. When Lady Bronya had presented him with the option of investigating disturbances in the Underworld or disabling rogue robots in the icy snow lands outside the city gates, Gepard had been a little too quick to choose the former. Ever since he and Sampo had started…whatever this is, Gepard found himself seeking out Sampo more often than not. Sampo is an escape from his responsibilities, a respite from the constant pressure he faced every day as Captain of the Silvermane Guards. And now, with Lady Bronya assigned as the Guardian, that pressure had only increased on account of the widespread civilian unrest. So, when Gepard caught sight of Sampo sauntering down the street during his patrol, Gepard knew he had to follow him. He instructed his men to carry on with their patrol, letting them know that he would deal with the notorious Sampo Koski personally. And that’s how Gepard finds himself lying on a table in a dinghy warehouse they found themselves in, his skin prickling with anticipation as Sampo looms over him. Sampo had stripped him of his thick and heavy armour, down to the thin black turtleneck he wears underneath. It was almost as if he was peeling away Gepard's layers, one by one, until there was nothing but the vulnerable man underneath the venerable captain. Gepard tries to suppress the shiver that runs down his spine as Sampo traces his finger along the centre of his chest. He exhales a derisive huff, partly to hide the effect the man's touch has on him. "Seeking you out? I should have you arrested on the spot." Sampo arches an eyebrow in amusement. "Oh?" he teases. "But if you send me to jail, who else will continue to indulge you in our weekly trysts, Captain?" It is such an innocent word, one that was meant to show respect and acknowledge Gepard's rank and position. But when it comes from Sampo's lips, it is twisted into something altogether different, something sensual and almost perverse. Gepard glares up at Sampo, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He knows that his glare is probably not having the intended effect because even when they were kids, Sampo had always taken great joy in teasing him and making him blush. It almost seems as if nothing has changed since then, but Gepard knows better. "You flatter yourself," Gepard says, his voice trembling slightly as Sampo's hand inches further down his body. "You're not that important - ngh!" he gasps as Sampo's hand palms his erection. Sampo hums. "That's what you always say," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "But your body is always more truthful." Gepard couldn't deny the truth of Sampo's words, as his body shudders with pleasure at Sampo's touch. "You're incorrigible," he mutters. Sampo chuckles, the sound low and deep. "Is that so?" he asks, leaning in to kiss Gepard's neck. "I'm starting to think you enjoy it." Gepard gasps as Sampo's lips moves down to his collarbone, sucking bruises along the way. "I-Impossible," Gepard manages to say, his voice shaky. Sampo pulls back, his bottle green eyes sparkling with glee. "But don’t you get it, my dear Captain?" he asks playfully. "Every time you seek me out like this, you're telling me that you can't resist me." Gepard glares at him. "I can resist you," he protests, even as his body continues to betray him. Sampo’s fingers continue to ghost over Gepard’s painfully hard length, refusing to give him respite. "I knew you'd say that," he says. "But we both know the truth, don't we? Gepard furrows his brow in confusion, his breathing still laboured. "And what would that be?" Sampo's lips curve into a wicked smile. “You want me to take you, right here, right now." With a swift movement, he disposes of Gepard's black shirt, revealing his taut muscles and lean frame. Gepard's breath hitches at the sudden exposure, his heart racing with anticipation. Without warning, Sampo leans in and takes one of Gepard's pink nubs into his mouth, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin while twisting the other one with his fingers. A guttural moan escapes Gepard's lips as pleasure courses through his body, his hands tangling in Sampo's wild purple hair. Sampo pulls away from Gepard's chest, kissing and nipping his way down Gepard's muscled torso until he reaches the tent in his pants. He looks up at Gepard with a teasing glint in his eye, enjoying the way Gepard squirms under his gaze. "Poor captain," Sampo coos, his breath hot against Gepard's clothed erection. "It seems that you're in dire need of some relief. How fortunate that I am here to help." Sampo reaches into the pocket of his trousers and pulls out a small bottle of oil. The half-empty container glistens in the dim light, a testament to their previous encounters. As Sampo slides Gepard’s pants off and dips his fingers into the oil, Gepard can feel his pulse quicken in anticipation. The slow pace at which Sampo moves his fingers in and out of his rim only serves to heighten his desire. Gepard's body quivers as Sampo's long fingers brush against a bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. He's ready, he thinks, ready for Sampo to take him. Gepard groans in frustration when Sampo keeps going. "Just get on with it, Sampo," he orders, unable to bear the slow torture any longer. But Sampo doesn't make a move to undress himself. Instead, he leans in close, his breath hot against Gepard's ear. "I'll give you what you want," he purrs, "once you admit that you were indeed seeking me out." Gepard's impatience simmers just beneath the surface, his body trembling with anticipation. He longs to feel Sampo inside him, but his pride holds him back. Sampo, ever observant, can sense the war raging inside Gepard's mind. A smirk pulls at his lips, a hint of cruelty tainting the edges of his expression. He knows exactly how to push Gepard's buttons, and his words are a tantalizing invitation that's hard to resist. "Come now, Captain," Sampo says, his voice laced with a teasing edge. "We both know why you're here. You want me as much as I want you. So why not admit it and get what you desire?" Gepard remains stubbornly silent, refusing to give Sampo the satisfaction of admitting the truth. But Sampo isn't one to be deterred so easily. He continues teasing Gepard's body, knowing just the right places to touch and the right pressure to apply. He trails his fingers over Gepard's inner thighs, brushing against his arousal, but never fully touching it. He presses soft kisses along Gepard's jawline, making him shiver with desire. Sampo's hands move up to caress Gepard's chest, his fingertips brushing over his abused, sensitive nipples. Gepard tries to buck up against the other man, but Sampo immobilizes his legs with his own, preventing any further movement. Gepard's impatience and lust reach their peak with every brush of Sampo's fingers, his body responding to the teasing with a fiery intensity that borders on overwhelming. He can feel tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. When Sampo's teeth nibble at his earlobe, Gepard can no longer take it. "Fine!" he admits. The words spill from his lips in a burst of frustration, his stubbornness melting away in the face of his need. "I was seeking you out. Happy now?" Sampo pulls away and grins, looking immensely pleased with himself. “Very.” He says. Gepard has an urge to smack him with his guitar case, but if he did that, then Sampo wouldn’t be able to give him what he wants. However, all thoughts leave his mind when in one swift movement, Sampo manhandles him onto his front, the sound of his zipper coming undone filling the air. The scent of pine trees and petrichor surrounds him as Sampo leans closer from behind him, whispering in his ear, "Brace yourself, Gepard." And then, in one mighty thrust, Sampo pushes his entire length into Gepard, and Gepard keens, the sensation overwhelming and intense. Sampo's hands wrap around Gepard's hips in a bruising hold, his powerful thrusts unrelenting as he refuses to give Gepard any time to adjust. Gepard feels the intensity of the sensation building, pleasure mingling with pain, as Sampo takes him with a possessive hunger. Sampo's husky voice brushes against Gepard's ear, sending electric waves of desire through his body. "You feel so good around me, Captain," he murmurs as he continues to thrust without mercy. "You've become quite the expert at taking me, haven't you? Practically a professional whore by now." Gepard's breath catches in his throat at Sampo's words, a mix of shame and arousal flooding through him. He knows he shouldn't be enjoying this, shouldn't be letting himself be used like this. But as Sampo’s cock rams against his prostate, the pleasure is too much to ignore, and he finds himself responding to Sampo's thrusts with increasing abandon. Sampo's grip on his hips tightens, and he leans down to bite down on Gepard's shoulder, the pain mixing with pleasure in a heady rush. Gepard can feel himself getting close, the tension coiling in his body as Sampo continues to pound into him with ruthless efficiency. Sampo's fingers move down from Gepard's hips, trailing over his pale sweat-slicked skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. As they close around Gepard's length, a low moan escapes his lips, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Sampo's touch is firm, yet gentle, as he tugged and teased, making Gepard's head spin. The feeling of his prostate and cock simultaneously being stimulated proves too much to bear, and Gepard finds himself unable to hold back the moans that slipped freely from his mouth, lost in the sensations coursing through his body. Sampo's voice cuts through the haze. "I can't help but wonder," he says, his voice a low whisper, "what the noble citizens of Belobog would say if they saw the esteemed Captain of Silvermane getting ruined by a scoundrel like me." The words, as vulgar and demeaning as they are, is the final push Gepard needed to fall over the edge. As Gepard reaches the peak of his pleasure, he feels his entire body tense. A moan escapes from his lips, echoing throughout the small room. Every muscle in his body is coiled tight, and then, in one explosive moment, they all unravel, leaving him quivering and shaking in the aftermath. He can feel his release spilling out from him, wetting his body and Sampo’s hand. As he rests his cheek on the hard table beneath him, Gepard's body is still shaking from the force of his orgasm. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to regain his senses. He vaguely registers the sound of Sampo's groan, the deep, guttural sound that rumbles from his chest as he reaches his own release. Gepard can feel the warm rush of Sampo's release inside him, filling him up and sending another wave of pleasure coursing through his overstimulated body. Sampo's hands grip his hips tightly, fingers digging into the skin as he rides out the last of his own climax. Gepard is acutely aware of every sensation, from the heat of Sampo's breath against his skin to the slick slide of his spent member as he pulls out and lays down next to Gepard. Sampo turns to face Gepard, his skin glowing in the dim light of the room and hair slightly damp with sweat. "Now, wasn't that amazing?" he asks, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. Gepard remains silent, but he can't deny the intense pleasure that still lingers in his body. Sampo reaches out and pulls Gepard towards him, his strong arms slung around his neck. Gepard doesn't fight against the hold, too exhausted to resist and if he's being honest with himself, he enjoys the closeness. "I'm so proud of you for finally admitting you're in love with me," Sampo says with an irritating grin. Gepard narrows his eyes and looks up at Sampo with a scowl. " I never said anything of the sort. Perhaps you're suffering from a bout of delusion." Sampo winks at him, and despite himself, Gepard feels a rush of warmth spread through him. "Baby steps, Captain," Sampo says, his tone surprisingly gentle. "Baby steps."

If I say the word, I get a craving

['JadeChamberLibrary']

Explicit

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Natasha/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader, Himeko/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader, Kafka/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader, March 7th/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail)/Reader

Female reader - Trailblazer, Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Lesbian Sex, Strap-Ons, Vaginal Fingering, POV Second Person, Not Beta Read

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

3,750

1/1

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36

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[]

"Nat…" you groaned as your hips snapped forward, burying the strap-on deep inside her. Your hands keeping her hips in place, roughly kneading the flesh. She was splayed on the stomach on the table in the middle of the clinic, her fingers digging into the wood as she held on. You pulled the toy almost all the way out before slamming into her again. Natasha gasped every single time you bottomed out, a string of drool falling down from her parted lips.  Usually when you visited Belobog, you would book an appointment at the clinic, only to make sure she would be free. She would bring you to her room and you wouldn't leave until she was feeling completely fucked. It was somewhat a simple arrangement. Leading the Wildfire and being in charge of the clinic caused her a huge amount of stress and you were always willing to help her relax. However, you have always avoided doing anything directly at the clinic. It was simply not convenient, since anyone could just interrupt at any time. But today, you arrived early in the morning, unannounced catching her by surprise as she was about to open the clinic. One look at you was enough for Natasha to decide that there was no need to waste time. After few minutes of sloppy make out and groping, she was practically begging you to fuck her right there. That was a couple of hours ago. You grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, your breasts pressing into her back as she started to tremble in your arms. "When do you open, Nat?"  "W-what?" She groaned as your hips stopped moving. "The clinic…when do you open?"  "Uh…" the doctor looked you straight in the eyes, "it's always open…" her hips grinding into you, urging you to continue. Your hands roamed around her body, one settling between her legs, fingers immediately pinching her clit, the other grabbing one of Natasha's breasts, tweaking the nipple.  "Always open…huh?" You panted into her ear, teeth grazing the skin.  "People tend to get injured at the weirdest times," her voice was accompanied by small moans, as you again provided the friction she craved. The rubber sliding in and out with ease, her walls fluttering around it, juices dripping down her thighs. She desperately tried to match your rhythm, but it was getting progressively harder as she was reaching what was likely the last orgasm during your short visit. You let go of her nipple, pushing her down, flat against the table, picking up the pace. That's when you caught a glimpse of the wide eyes watching you with a mixture of shock and curiosity. The pink and blue sparkling behind one of the windows. You didn't really have much time to react as the doctor reached the edge. Natasha let out a little too loud moan, her hips bucking into you. When your eyes drifted back up to the window, there was no sign of anyone ever being there.    *****   That was the first time March caught you in quite an indecent situation. When you returned to the Astral Express, neither of you mentioned anything.   *****   You enjoyed your time with Nat. You always left Belobog relaxed and ready for another expedition and with no strings attached, there was nothing stopping you from doing what you were doing right now. Himeko was straddling your face, your tongue lapping through her folds, poking against her clit, sucking the bundle of nerves into your mouth, teeth softly biting into it before dipping your tongue as deep into her as you could. You kept repeating your ministrations, the navigator of the Express moaning above you with her fingers tangled in your hair, making sure you would not move an inch away. At least not until you satisfied the throbbing need that was distracting her from anything she needed done. As a seasoned adventurer, you were simply helping someone in need. The fact that this someone happened to be Himeko certainly played a factor in your agreement, but you would never admit that. Her grip on you tighten as you switched your routine and continued tongue fucking Himeko, greedily drinking up all the juices soaking out of her.  "Keep going," she encouraged you, shifting her weight back, hand reaching for something. Your eyes widen at the sight of her flat stomach, breasts spilling to the side. It made you moan, partially involuntary reaction to what you could see, partially you were voicing your burning desire to devour her. When your eyes locked, smug smirk decorating Himeko's face and you understood what she was trying to do. The feeling of her fingers excruciatingly slowly slipping into you filled your mind. You wriggled under her as she scissored her digits, stretching you, studying your expression. There was no doubt you looked absolutely wrecked and the navigator seemed amused. After all, that was why she invited you into her room. Himeko spent most of her life on the Express and it was understandable she would be in dire need of distraction or entertainment and in your case, both. Her hips were grinding into you, her fingers thrusting relentlessly, the pleasure spreading in your body was intruding on the last part of you that was still devoted to focus on her. Tongue sloppily sliding out of her, stretching to lick her clit, you extended your arms in a vain attempt to reach her nipples. She was too far away and you ended up dragging your nails down her stomach, leaving a red lines behind. Himeko's body tensed and you wrapped your arms around her thighs, pulling her down. Even if there would be a Stellaron in your way, it would not stop you from letting this woman cum over your face. Your wish came true few seconds later as the orgasm washed over her. Fingers inside you moving erratically, but it was enough to push you over the edge. Few minutes later, you opened the door almost walking directly into March. She was frozen in place, staring at you. "You forgot your phone…" Himeko's voice came from the inside of her cabin, saving you from the awkward silence. You quickly slipped back inside closing the door. When you opened them again, March was gone.   *****   That was the second time. You still didn't talk about it, although ever since that moment, March seemed to be always a little clumsy around you. Sometimes you could swear she was blushing.   *****   "I see you managed to find me after all," the Stellaron Hunter grinned at you, "is it everything you imagined?" she leaned closer to your naked trembling body. "Maybe…" you groaned as she smacked your ass, hard enough to leave a mark. "Mhmm…" her hot breath against your skin sent goosebumps down your spine, "I hate to admit it but…I am not disappointed either." Her hand landed on your ass again and the small sting following her touch made your legs shake. Your knees digging holes into the mattress, arms desperately trying to hold some of the weight of your bodies. Her hands resting on your shoulders, hips flush against yours. This was not like your arrangements with Natasha and Himeko. You barely had any time to think about consequences of letting a wanted criminal ravage you like that, but when you walked into your hotel room and saw Kafka smiling at you, something inside you snapped and you wanted to be utterly destroyed by this dangerous woman. Somehow it all felt very familiar, her lips crashing into yours, tongue forcing a way into your mouth. Somehow it felt like it wasn't the first time her hands quickly removed your clothes and pushed you down to your knees. Her hips moved back and the strap-on slipped out of you, she chuckled as you moaned in protest. "Is it helping you remember?" Kafka's voice was melting your brain, "you used to enjoy this…" she shuffled a little behind you, grabbing your arms and pulling you back into her lap. The toy once again burried inside you, "every single time."  "F-fuck…" you whimpered as she grabbed your hips and guided you up and down. You followed her directions and when she let go, you continued to fuck yourself shamelessly. She clearly enjoyed the view, letting you continue for what seemed like an eternity.  "Just like that…" Kafka whispered into your ear, her arms locking around you, preventing you from moving. She leaned onto you, forcing you forward, your breasts crashing into the mattress, there was no escape as she practically laid on top of you. Not like you wanted to run anyway. The criminal didn't give you much time to rest as she started to pound into you, her hand resting between your shoulder blades, holding you down, the other reaching for your mouth. As soon as you felt her fingers against your lips, you opened wide, she chuckled, pressing against your tongue. When she pulled her hand away, the string of saliva followed. Kafka's eyes sparkled, thousands of ideas running through her mind. If only there would be more time for her to absolutely wreck you. Unfortunately, she only had few minutes to spare, spending any longer could eventually put you in danger and even though you didn't know that, she would never forgive herself for a mistake like that. Her fingers found your clit, running over it softly. The contrast of the gentle touch with the hard thrusts off her hips was unbearable. You started to beg before she could even ask you to do that. The whimpers and not exactly silent pleas were like a perfect symphony in her ears. Your eyes closed shut, clenching hard at the toy, thighs shaking as the continuous waves of please rocked through your body. Kafka watched in awe as you fell apart. In a matter of second, she pulled the toy out and based on the thud you heard she discarded it just as quickly. You blinked in confusion, trying to understand what was happening. Explanation came fairly quickly as the door swung open. "Hey! Let's go! We fou-" March stopped in her tracks. Her eyes switching between the member of the Stellaron Hunters and your naked body. Her mouth hanging open as you were frantically trying to cover yourself. "Oh silly me," Kafka gave you an innocent smile, "did I not lock the door?" The room went silent as she proceeded to kiss your cheek, leaving without looking back.    *****   That was the third time. The rest of the expedition was a blur. March successfully avoided any conversation with you and after you reported the results to Himeko, she disappeared in her room.   *****   "We don't have to talk about it…" March started out as soon as the door closed behind you.  "I-uh…are you sure?" It was a week since she saw you with Kafka. Usually her attitude would brighten your whole day, but since then, March could barely look at you.  "Yes." She nodded, taking a deep breath as you sat down on the bed. "It's just…I feel like you are avoiding me…" her eyes went wide, confirming your thoughts, "and…I…I kinda miss hanging out with you…" "Oh…" "So…if-if talking about it could make things somewhat normal…" your eyes found hers and the awkward silence enveloped you once again. March paced from side to side and you watched. Clearly she did want to say something, however the words were not coming out. You stood up, arm reaching for her in an attempt to offer her support. She gasped as soon as you touched her, making you retreat.  "Look," she started, "it's really nothing…just…after seeing you like that…sometimes I-I wonder…" "Yes?" You raised an eyebrow, somewhat afraid of what she was going to say. "SometimesIwonderhowitwouldfeel," March blurted out, her nerves getting the best of her, "with…with you…"  "Huh…" that was not what you expected. It was only a few steps to the door, you could get out before she could say anything else.  Your body moved on its own, straight towards the door. Actually, straight towards March who was in the way. Glimpse of regret flashed across her face as she saw you heading for the exit. She took a few steps back, almost crashing into the door before she tried to move away as you reached for the handle. Instead of opening the door, the sound of the lock clicked through the room. March gulped and her eyes found yours. The air around you was heavy with tension, you waited, giving her a chance to escape, but she didn't. You cupped her cheek with your hand, gently pulling her into a kiss. Her lips trembled with anticipation. Few seconds later her arms wrapped around your neck and she relaxed her body against you. The familiar heat began to gather in your stomach, the realization of how much you wanted this moment to happen slowly sunk in. Ever since you saw her at the clinic, it was hard to not think about what noises you could make her let out, how would her body feel under yours. Usually you would banish these thoughts out of your head, now wanting to entertain this scenario. However they kept creeping back in, the more you fought them the more you found yourself getting carried away by your little fantasy. You licked her bottom lip and March opened without hesitation, welcoming your tongue with hers. Even if you would try, it would be impossible to stop the smile spreading across your face. March pulled away, her fingers stroking through your hair as you chased after her lips, earning some giggles. Slightly pink blush settled in her cheeks and you managed to capture her lips again, groaning softly at the feeling.  "Take your clothes off…" March whined, hands tugging at the black fabric. Seconds later, her fingers skated around your naked form. You forced her to turn, making her face the mirror in her room.  "I will take a wild guess…" you whispered into her ear, slowly undoing the buttons that were keeping her outfit together, "but I think…" March sucked in air as the fabric fell to her feet, "you would like to watch…" you unhooked her bra, letting it fall down too, "am I wrong?" "N-no…" her eyes were glued to the reflection. To be fair, so were yours, hands resting under her breasts not moving further. She waited patiently, her thighs pressing together showing you exactly how often she dreamed about this.  It took you some time before you slid your right hand down, stopped at the hem of her underwear, the other going up, fingers grazing the nipple. March squirmed under your touch, her back pressing further into you. As you continue to play with the perky bud, your other hand crawled under the fabric inching lower with each passing moment. Small moans escaping from her lips started to fill the room. When you finally reached her clit, her eyes closed shut and you chuckled, pressing kisses to her shoulder. She absentmindedly uttered your name and some other incoherent words while you dipped your fingers even lower, swiping through her soaked folds, gathering the wetness and dragging it back to her clit and circling over it. Your slow pace seemed to work wonders, but you struggled to contain yourself. March tried really hard to keep her eyes open, you watched her reflection bewildered, your ministrations bit by bit pushing her into the spiral of desire. What you tried to avoid became inevitable and your hips involuntarily bucked into her, disrupting your actions. Her eyes found yours and you noticed the fire burning in her gaze. It made you gulp several times. You moved her a little forward, closer to the mirror, your hand tapping on the inside of her thighs. March quickly complied and spread her legs further apart. Her walls closed around your fingers, somewhat clenching on you as you pushed deeper and deeper inside her before pulling all the way out. She cried out at the loss of your fingers deliciously filling her. You sent her an apologetic glance and slipped them right back in. Only to do it again. March was obviously enjoying your teasing, but at the same time she wanted much more. She was leaning into your touch, grinding down every time your fingers stretched her before disappearing, leaving her empty. Although she allowed you to do whatever you wanted right now, it was clear that soon she would get impatient. You couldn't blame her, it was not enough for you either, but you cherished the time exploring her body. Your other hand focused on reaching every inch of her skin, on copying every curve of her body. Goosebumps followed your touch everywhere and desire to drop down to your knees and have her cum all over your face was building inside you. Your fingers pumping in and out as you surrendered into your lust and your knees hit the ground, spinning March around, lips immediately attaching to her clit, sucking it into your mouth and running your tongue around it. She let out an especially loud moan, her hands clasping over her mouth, eyes darting to the door, only for a split second, only until you pulled out your fingers and replaced them with your tongue. The amount of sounds coming from her was certainly not muffled enough by her trembling hands. You watched, dragging the wet muscle alongside her walls until you found the spot that was making her brain short circuit almost instantly. March desperately tried to hold her body up, but the pleasure you kept sending through her body was a worthy enemy. Her knees buckled and she crashed into your waiting arms. You held her up with ease, her somewhat crumbled position giving you more access. Still there was no reason to not make this more comfortable for both of you.  "Hold on…" you panted, backing her up against the wall, practically crawling after her, giving her an image she would certainly not forget. Her thighs were resting on your shoulders and you were back to lapping through her folds in a heartbeat. When your tongue pushed back inside her, March almost howled and you felt her clenching as you pressed your muscle against the delicate spot. Her legs locked around your head as she fell apart. You didn't stop, eating her out through the orgasm, making sure to give her everything you had. It took a while before her body slumped down, you gently removed her legs from your shoulders and let her back slide down the wall until her face appeared in front of your eyes. You smirked, hand stroking her cheek gently, wondering if you satisfied her craving. Based on her actions it was safe to assume that you were not leaving her room anytime soon. March leaned forward, her tongue flat against your chin quickly cleaning the mess she left behind. Obscene moan escaped past your lips as she slipped her tongue into your mouth. Before you could react to what was happening, March stood up and walked to the bed, searching for something in her night table. You didn't move, except when she turned back with a beaming grin, showing you quite a large pink strap-on and your jaw hit the floor. Clearly March was full of surprises. Your throat was completely dry and it was difficult to swallow, you climbed to your feet, walking after her, the harness landed on the mattress in front of you. If someone would later ask, you didn't remember putting it on, however, what you remembered was March crawling on all four over the bed, her fingers attaching the toy to the leather around your waist. When she was happy with the position, she smiled at you, giving you a quick peck on the lips before turning around. The curve of her back was extremely alluring to your eyes. The mattress dipped under your weight as you settled behind her, dragging the toy against her clit as your hands roamed around her back.  "Are you good?" Your voice was hoarse. "Uh-huh…always rea-" March tried to reply, but as soon as you heard her confirm, you pushed the toy inside her. Almost hypnotized by the sight of the pink color disappearing, you bottomed out with no trouble and it only turned you on more. She pressed her hips back, making sure the entire length of the strap was completely in. You groaned as the base of the toy pressed against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. So far you were treating March as a delicate frozen flower, afraid that she would break. It became obvious that was not the case, your fingers tangled in her hair, tugging her head up. Your hips moving back and forth, March immediately picking up the rhythm. Every time you slammed into her, her elbows spread a little further and soon her chest was pressed into the mattress as you picked up the pace. The base of the toy was continuously crashing into your clit. March stretched her arms, fingers gripping the bed sheets, her knees giving up once again. You moved back a little and grabbed her hips, pulling her into your lap. She moaned at the new angle, reaching for one of your hands and wrapping it around her. Your mouth pressing sloppy kisses and bites around March's back as her nails dug into your arm, her hips bouncing on top of yours. She pressed down, the toy buried deep inside her as a scream of your name echoed between the walls. You watched her body trash in front of you, arms securing her from falling to the side. It didn't take long and she leaned forward, sliding off your lap, content visible on her face. You got rid of the harness, throwing it to the ground as you swiftly cuddled into her. Throbbing between your thighs slowing down as you held March in your arms. She turned around, her eyes closing involuntarily. You chuckled as her hand sneaked down your stomach, gently stopping her movements. "B-but…I am n-" she yawned, shaking her head, "not tired…" "Really?" You raised an eyebrow, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "just get some rest…I am not going anywhere…" March probably didn't hear it anyway since she began to doze off curled into your side.

please (don’t ever) stop breathing

['sapphoarle']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Post-Canon, Spoilers for the main story, Established Relationship, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Hurt/Comfort, period pains, Hormones, Comfort, Bronseele brainrot, Self-Indulgent, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Menstruation Cramps

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,437

1/1

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Seele’s day did not go in the direction she intended. The red splotch in her pants that morning didn’t help.    A series of bad luck dawned on her ever since that very morning, when one of her oldest possessions, a cracked mirror, shattered after she was bumped into by a running miner.    “Watch it!” She shouted after him, turning away from the thousands of shards that dotted the floor.    And the miner didn’t do as much as look over his shoulder to say sorry. Just the thought of it was enough to make Seele’s blood boil.    It was a common belief amongst those in the Underground that a shattered mirror meant seven hours of bad luck.    And it truly manifested in those next seven hours.    The course of her day had gone wild with misfortune, from unwanted fights to desperate thugs. Seele even had to wring information out of a bratty child. It was like squeezing a damp cloth, too dry to get any water out of, yet not dry enough to be empty of water.   The kid gave her snippets of information, which led her onto an even longer and more complex heist, which ended with the Trailblazer, of all people.    When Seele first ran into her, it felt like a brick load had been taken off her back.    “Oh my god, finally, a piece of good luck.” Seele said, putting a hand on her forehead.    The Trailblazer gave the woman a sympathetic look whilst her hand typed rapidly away at her phone. “Bad day, huh?”    “Tell me about it.”    The Trailblazer smiled, as if to say she was going through the exact same thing. Seele nodded and started to walk away, until she felt Trailblazers firm grasp on her elbow.    “Wait!” She said, which was enough for Seele to turn around in alarm. “Bronya wants to talk to you later. In her office.”    Seele’s visibly relaxed at the mention of Bronya. A fond smile replaced the scowl that once lay heavy on her features. “Thanks.” She said, before disappearing into the blue shadow of a butterfly.    —   Seele looked at the wooden door in front of her. She had done this many times before, in fact she should just waltz in, right? But no, something about today made her hesitate. Maybe it was the bad day that kept on worsening, maybe it was the sharp cramp in her stomach.    She didn’t have to ponder it for much longer, for Bronya opened it and she found herself staring directly into those silver-brown eyes.    The tension in Bronya’s brow disappeared as soon as she saw those deep, azure eyes. “Finally, you’re here.” She said, moving out the doorway to let the woman in.    They moved over to the red sofa that adorned the once barren office. Bronya had decorated the room around a month after her mother’s death, proclaiming that she couldn’t stand to sit in, let alone own the thing, if it was just a plain reminder of her life before everything unravelled into chaos.    The material was soft and light to the touch. It was cushioning and just where one wanted to sit after a long day. Seele lay down onto the sofa, jokingly taking up the whole length by resting her feet on the opposing arm rest.    Seele sighed contently.    “Long day?” Bronya asked, gently moving Seele’s feet off the sofa so she too could sit down.    “Yep. You too?“ Seele said, closing the distance between the two by resting her head on Bronya’s shoulder.    “Yep.”    “Why did you call me here, then, Oh Great Queen of Belobog?” She teased, whispering into Bronya’s ears playfully.    Bronya smiled, a gentle look masking her soft features. “I just wanted to see you.”    Seele ignored the reddening of her cheeks. Why did her girlfriend have to be so cute?    In response, Seele gently kissed Bronya on the cheek, which earnt Bronya’s own face to warm up to a pinkish red, too.    Seele got comfortable, repositioning herself so she could rest her head onto Bronya’s thighs. It was intimate, and certainly not professional to do so in a public office in which anyone could run into, but Seele couldn’t help herself. And it wasn’t like Bronya could say no to that face of hers.    Bronya pulled out her phone after a while, getting bored of plaiting a strip of Seele’s blue hair.    Bronya’s phone. It was an odd contraption, she thought, as those in Belobog had never seen such technology until the Astral Express Crew had introduced them. They were complex devices that fulfilled many commands, and Bronya had found herself enamoured with both the texting and camera tool.   To take a picture on such a thin device, why, it was extraordinary; and definitely an improvement to those thick cameras that the old architects used to take pictures of important historical events.    And the texting tool was like an upgrade to the wired phones. It was all so magical.   Bronya particularly liked the phone case the trailblazer had given her, as well. Light blue with white snowflakes that dotted the screen in fantastic rays. It was beautiful.    The two sat in a comfortable silence, the sunlight from the vast window behind Bronya’s desk illuminating the room in beams. Dust danced in the magnified sunlight, as if they were snow falling to the ground.    Bronya smiled to herself as she mindlessly stroked Seele’s hair.    “Bronya?” Seele asked, breaking the silence.    “Hm?” Bronya replied, only half listening.    “Can you stop breathing?”    Bronya could’ve dropped her phone. If she did, it would have landed square on Seele’s face, which would probably only intensify the sour expression that now formed on her delicate features.    “I’m sorry?” Bronya asked, her voice slightly high with shock.    “It’s just-“ Seele said, but she cut herself off with a sigh. “I’m sorry for being so harsh, it’s just that..” She clenched her stomach as if to answer the question that hung limp in the air.    Oh.   Oh.    The realisation hit Bronya smack in the face, so much so that she could feel her cheeks start to light up.    “I’m sorry Seele.” Bronya said, her voice softening. “Do you have a hot water bottle?” She asked.    Seele raised an eyebrow. “A hot water bottle? What’s that?” She asked, her confusion written across her face.   Bronya could have hit herself. Of course, people from the Underground couldn’t afford a hot water bottle. How could she be so ignorant as the new chief of Belobog?   “It’s a flat, oblong container, typically made of rubber, that is filled with hot water and used for warmth.” Bronya said. She always went into dictionary mode whenever she got nervous.    Seele gave her an unamused expression. “In English, please?”    Bronya rubbed the back of her neck. “The heat of it helps lessen the pain of the period cramps.” She said simply, “I’ll go get you one if you like.”    Seele smiled. Only slightly; just a small tilt in the corner of her mouth. “I’d like that.”    When Bronya came back, she held an old and worn furry, yellow rabbit plushie, its stomach oblong and square. A blush coated her cheeks. A blush of embarrassment.    Seele found her smile growing slightly wider.    “What’s this?” She asked, dangling the teddy from its long yellow foot. She stared at his big, white eyes and crooked, almost evil smile. “Is this a joke?”    “No, no!” Bronya affirmed, shaking her head adamantly. “It’s from my childhood, you see, Cocolia gave it to me when I first got my period.”    Seele’s playflighting attitude immediately dwindled. “I see. What am I supposed to do with this, anyway?”    Bronya’s faraway expression quickly turned back into a small smile. “You place it on your stomach. Like this.” She said, taking the yellow rabbit from Seele’s hands and putting it on the woman’s lower stomach. The touch lingered a second too long.    “Are you sure this isn’t some type of ploy so you can touch me?” Seele teased.    Bronya’s blush deepened as she drew away. A silence remained between them, before Bronya quickly added playfully, “I would not need a ploy to touch you there. You’d let me, anway.”    It was Seele’s turn to blush. “Hey! You-“   —   Seele abandoned her ‘hot water bottle’ that night. Instead, she found herself a much better version.    Bronya’s head rested atop Seele’s lower stomach, her face faraway in a distant dream. Seele felt an affectionate smile dawn her face as she watched the woman sleep.    She ran a slender hand through the woman’s curls, before the pain of her stomach was drowned out by her own slowing heartbeat.   

Could You Help Me Brush My Hair?

['rho_the_red_panda']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Hair Brushing, Light Angst, Mild Smut, Dan Heng Needs a Hug (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng is Bad at Feelings (Honkai: Star Rail), Mentioned March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Horns, we are all thirsty for dan heng, march 7th is a cock blocker, Tags Contain Spoilers, Dan Heng Dragon Form, this is just my guess about how dragon dan heng is going to be, i saw dragon dan heng leaks and had to write this

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

2,289

1/1

18

628

59

7,798

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Stelle was relaxing in her room, staring out her window at the cosmos when her phone buzzed. “Hello,” read the text. It was Dan Heng. Stelle: Hi, Dan Heng! What’s up? You didn’t have to text me btw, my room isn’t that far from yours lol Cold Dragon Young🐉: Would you happen to have a brush? My hair is quite tangled and I cannot get the knots out. Stelle: Yeah I do! Come over here I’ll help you brush your hair out Stelle: If you want Stelle: No pressure or anything There was no response and a worry formed in the back of Stelle’s mind that she made the touch-averse Dan Heng uncomfortable, but before she could stress too much about it there was a knock on the door. Stelle ushered Dan Heng in, his arms folded tensely in front of him and hair clearly tousled. He was in dressed in his sleepwear; a simple black tee that showed a peak of his collarbone, and some loose-fitting pants. Stelle tried not to stare at his exposed neck. She rarely got to see it since it was covered by his outing clothes. Dan Heng fidgeted minutely under her scrutiny and cleared his throat. “Shall we get started then? What should I do?” “Oh, right! You can just sit on the floor, I’ll pull up a chair for me to sit in and grab my brush,” Stelle said, startled out of her thoughts. She did just that and pulled up a chair behind Dan Heng, who sat criss-cross on the floor in front of Stelle’s full-length mirror. Once Stelle began running a brush through his long hair, she brought up what she and everyone else on the Express had noticed. “Alright, Dan Heng, out with it. Ever since you became like this— part-dragon, I mean— you’ve been acting weird. Weirder than normal.” His shoulders stiffened and his eyes sought out hers in the mirror, searching. Stelle did not know what he was looking for, but she retained the eye-contact until Dan Heng closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and forcibly relaxed his shoulders. The repetitive feeling of the brush running against his scalp and through his hair was probably soothing to him, which made Stelle smile to herself. “Ever since I joined the Express… I have worked hard to become independent. To prove my strength, my capabilities. To do things here that no one else could. I wanted to be the strong foundation everyone relied on,” he swallowed, staring at the floor. The brush paused in his hair. “So… what does all this have to do with you being part-dragon?” Dan Heng huffed through his nose, and Stelle absently thought it was very dragon-like of him. “You can be insensitive sometimes, do you know that? I was getting to that.” Stelle resumed her brushing. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever pretty boy. Go on.” “Pretty boy?” he said incredulously. The back of Stelle’s fingers brushed against Dan Heng’s neck as she sorted out a section of hair to brush, and she noticed the skin there was warm. “What, do you not like compliments?” she teased, and pressed her cool palm against the back of his neck. Dan Heng shuddered and jerked forward, away from her touch as he covered the back of his neck with his own hand. “What’re you doing?” he gasped, his reflection showing the flush on his cheeks. Stelle felt a flash of embarrassment and felt her cheeks grow warm. ‘He needs to stop blushing; it’s contagious!’ She thought with panic. “I— I’m really sorry, Dan Heng. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I was just trying to cool down your neck because it felt too warm.” It felt stupid once Stelle said it out loud, and Dan Heng turned around and blinked at her, his back now against the mirror. With Dan Heng unmoving in front of her, Stelle took a moment to really take in his new appearance. She hadn’t really thought about it when she looked at him previously, her mind too occupied with everything happening around them. His horns were quite beautiful, an opalescent pearl when they caught the light. His ears were lengthened and pointy, and his gaze sharper than before. And of course, his long, dark flowing hair, which she now knew from experience was quite soft yet also had a sleek feel to it. She definitely wasn’t kidding when she called him a “pretty boy”. Ignoring the sudden nerves that caused her stomach to swoop, she gestured to Dan Heng with the brush. “C’mon, Dan Heng. Out of all the creatures we’ve fought, the thing that scares you is a brush? Come here so we can finish with your hair.” He rolled his eyes and stood up. “It was not the brush that scared me, it was your hand suddenly encasing one of the most vulnerable spots on my body,” he said as he moved back to his spot in front of Stelle, acting like he hadn’t been staring at her with wide eyes and the blush of a scandalized young maiden just moments ago. “And your body,” he commented, the words sounding like an afterthought. Stelle decided to not tease him with that comment, despite the many ways she could do so. She remembered that Dan Heng was previously in the middle of actually opening up for once. “Anyways,” she said and began to brush his hair again, “Where were you going with that whole thing earlier? About why you’re being weird now?” “Ah, yes.” He paused. “It is admittedly difficult to start talking about it again, just give me a moment to collect my thoughts… “Everyone on the Express relies on me. I am the guard of both their safety and the safety of the information on this train. I have worked hard to reach these positions, and I was happy that I could fulfill the duties asked of me, which are also my passions.” Stelle worked out tangles from a particularly ensnarled bit of hair. Dan Heng grimaced, but continued, “But now, in this state, I cannot do anything. I am useless.” He bit his lip and cast his gaze downwards. Stelle stopped brushing, her brows furrowing and feeling a pang in her chest. She waited for him to elaborate, but he didn’t speak any further. She moved to the floor next to Dan Heng and looked at his face, which he tilted away. “Dan Heng,” she said, voice barely above a whisper, “Why would you say that about yourself? You’re crazy strong— now maybe even stronger— and crazy smart too. You’re not some— some tool to be used by people. Plus, you’re not here because you’re useful, you’re here because the Express is your family.” Stelle looks at Dan Heng again in the mirror, willing her expression to show how earnestly she speaks. When he makes eye-contact with her, his lower lip quivers and he bites it harder, his now-sharp canine drawing a drop of blood. “I… I cannot control my reawakened powers at the moment— at least not to the extent that I would like. I have lost the harmony I built with my body, the perfect synch of body and mind that I had mastered. Every time I draw up my strength now, it quickly feels like a dam about to break inside me, and I am… afraid. Afraid of what might happen if I let it open. Of what I might do.” Stelle understands what he means. When she first awoke on Herta’s space station, she felt the exact same. With each fight she could feel the power inside her lurching more and more for chaos. To see the places around her release the entropy they all will infinitely devolve into… Sometimes thinking about it makes a bubble of feelings and desires swell inside her, and if it pops she thinks she’d go mad. Ever since she caught the gaze of Qlipoth, though, things have changed. She voiced all these things to Dan Heng and brushed the hair at the top of his head, although it really didn’t need any further brushing. She couldn’t help but watch him as she spoke, his eyes at first clear as he listened, but slowly growing distant the longer she worked the brush over his scalp. Although it was difficult to brush his hair while sitting next to him on the floor, Stelle maintained a steady rhythm. Dan Heng’s eyes eventually closed and he leaned into the sensations of the brush. “Hopefully that makes you feel a bit better, Dan Heng,” Stelle finished, putting the brush down beside her on the floor. “Mmm… it does, actually,” he murmured, eyes still closed and head tilted back. “It is nice to know I am not alone.” His face was relaxed, vulnerable, and Stelle did not want this moment to end. She wanted to see more of this side of Dan Heng. ‘One that nobody else has seen,’ a possessive part of her whispered gleefully. “Here, Dan Heng. Put your head in my lap,” she said, patting her legs. Dan Heng turned and gave her a skeptical look. “Just do it, you’ll see why in a second.” “Fine,” he groaned, laying down with great reluctance and putting his head in her lap. He looked up at her quizzically and Stelle felt blood rush to her cheeks at the intimacy of the situation. She tried to will the blush away and began to gently scratch her nails across Dan Heng’s scalp. He shivered and closed his eyes. A sigh escaped his lips, followed by a hum when she massaged closer to his beautiful horns. He brought one of his arms and draped it across his stomach, while the other was lax at his side. “Does that feel good?” she asked, licking her lips, and his eyes peaked open a bit, lids still heavy. He blinked slowly once, then his eyes slid closed again as she scratched the base of his skull. “Dan Heng?” “Yes it does… please don’t stop,” Dan Heng said in a strained voice Stelle had never heard before, and her blood felt like it turned to magma. Dan Heng was practically drooling in her lap as she massaged his head. Her finger with a mind of its own reaches out and touched Dan Heng’s horn, circling lightly around its base. His chest heaved with a gasp and his eyes shot open, hands flying to cover his mouth. “Stelle!” he squeaked, voice muffled by his hands. His face was completely flushed now, even his pointy ears were pink. She opened her mouth to apologize, but looking down in her lap at the debauched Dan Heng, she realized she wasn’t sorry. Since he hadn’t left her lap, her finger moved back to his horn and continued its ministrations. Dan Heng’s eyes squeezed shut and he squirmed and whimpered, his hands clenching into fists and more blood blossoming at his lip as he bit down harshly. One of his legs bent at the knee and propped itself against the floor, and his shirt had rucked up a little, revealing his straining ab muscles underneath. “Stelle,” he breathed, “please—” The door of Stelle’s room burst open. “Hey, Stelle, have you seen Dan Heng around? He wasn’t in the Archives and— Oh.” March stared at them from the doorway. Dan Heng quickly scrambled away from Stelle’s lap, but Stelle found she couldn’t move a muscle. Her mind was too filled with horny thoughts to think coherently. Her body felt like it was made out of pudding. “Well, you found Dan Heng,” Stelle heard herself saying, still feeling far away. March gave a supremely awkward laugh. “Yeah I did, but at what cost..? I’m super sorry to interrupt you guys’— um— sexy time. I’ll just… go now.” She bolted, leaving the door open. ‘Who knew; March is the ultimate cock-blocker!’ Dan Heng, still pink in the face, scrambled to the door and shouted, “It was not sexy time!” into the hallway. Stelle was sure the entire Express heard that. One of the rare occasions Dan Heng yelled, and it was about not having “sexy time”. She couldn’t help but burst out laughing, the sexual tension leaving her body. She laughed until her core hurt and tears sprung in her eyes. Dan Heng flushed even darker as she laughed. “Alright, well, I am going to return to my room then, seeing as this whole thing is funny to you—“ “Dan Heng!” Stelle chastised with a giggle and stood up, catching Dan Heng by the wrist before he could leave. She placed a kiss on his pouting cheek. “Thank you for telling me how you’ve been feeling. It means a lot to me.” She smiled gently at him, and to her surprise he blushed and smiled back, albeit a small and awkward smile. There was still blood on his lip. “Thank you for telling me about your experiences as well. Although I am still apprehensive, things are starting to feel more manageable,” Dan Heng nodded, and squeezed her hand. “I should be going to bed now,” he said, and Stelle desperately wished he wouldn’t go. “I’ll see you in the morning, Stelle. Goodnight.” He gave a small wave and returned to the Archives, pacing away, head down. “Goodnight, Dan Heng,” Stelle whispered to herself and closed her door. ‘Whew, that was a close one! Even though March did interrupt our “sexy time”, if she hadn’t, what would I have done to Dan Heng? What was he pleading me to do before March came in..?’ Dan Heng was undeniably tempting, and Stelle did not know what to do with herself after seeing his blushing face in her lap.

How To Pick Up A Handsome Guy Using CPR

['Torihakarau']

Mature

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng & March 7th & Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

what is a Dan Heng?, March 7th cockblocking, Male Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng is Bad at Feelings (Honkai: Star Rail), official voice lines

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,593

1/1

3

41

4

1,251

['randomsoulnix', 'MyL1fesALi3', 'AkiraCerber', 'bla_fka', 'bookwhizz', 'chilledAx', 'The_Masked_Stranger', 'YeliahKim', 'Donnylover12', 'ehcxis', 'AiriShirokane', 'neckbones', 'Aopierrot', 'Bluejay95', 'akasei217', 'xXAstraM1dnight', 'danganropa', 'Viva_yaoi', 'Zaygomer', 'Aqzer', 'jowolyne', 'cinnamon__roll', 'Xenon_5830', 'Pancakes_shall_rise_up', 'PinkIris', 'ObeliaC', 'Ash_Filled_skyz', 'ahhsure', 'chiyo729', '24xVicks']

[]

March 7th: “Who cares? They’re here and alive. Do they look like a mannequin to you?” Dan Heng: “...weak heartbeat and pulse…March, you better do CPR.” March 7th: “Huh!? Hehe…I-I’ve never done it before! Dan Heng, you do it!”   *Dan Heng eyes closed leans in for a kiss*    March 7th: “Wait- stop it! They’re awake!”    *March shoves Dan Heng out of the way*   Behemoth’s eyes flutter open and he is greeted by an unfamiliar face. They have wide bright blue eyes and a messy pink bob of hair. She seems kind. Behemoth, dazed, looks around hoping to find Kafka. But his master is nowhere to be found. Why did she leave him here without explaining anything? What if she was in danger?! The lively girl smiled at him. “Are you alright? I’m March 7th and this is Dan Heng,” she points at a blank faced young man behind her, “What's your name?” Behemoth pauses a moment, his memories fuzzy. “...Behemoth…” “Nice to meet you Behemoth! You are lucky we found you, do you work here?” “I can’t remember…” “Ah memory loss…No worries stick with us and we will take you to the Herta safe zone!” “Thank you.” Kafka was sure to be there Behemoth reasoned or at least someone there should know of her.  The slim black haired man made a slight coughing noise that drew Behemoth’s attention. The young man seemed flustered. OH. He was flustered. Behemoth briefly remembered before March 7th’s face filled his view Dan Heng had been… trying to kiss him? His ears burned in embarrassment as his eyes traveled over Dan Heng. The man was quite handsome; short dark hair and a slim build. The turquoise accents in his outfit matched his eyes well. Behemoth almost wished he kissed him. He wouldn’t have minded that much… His heart fluttered.    *** Dan Heng shifted uncomfortably as March 7th interrogated the man they had found passed out in an Astral Express terminal during a routine inspection. It had been quite a shock when a distress signal had gone out to them. And to find such a handsome man nonetheless, his stoic composer had faltered. When they showed signs of needing medical attention, gosh his skin was so soft, Dan Heng had tried to pass the job off to March 7th in fear that he would crack even more, but then March insisted he do it and… and he couldn’t say no right? Right?    But then the man, Behemoth, wow that was a strong name, had woken up and he had no clue how to explain what he was about to do. This was all too much, all he could think about now was Behemoth’s soft looking lips being inches away from his and then his thick arms would wrap around him and then, and then- Dan Heng cleared his throat, he was getting far too ahead of himself. They had just met and he had no way to know if Behemoth would want what he was thinking as well. It had been quite a long time since Dan Heng had ran into a like minded person, he must be pent up. Yah, that was it. Dan Heng took a deep breath and looked up… straight into Behemoth’s eyes. Behemoth was staring at him! He noticed the tips of Behemoth’s ears turn red as he realized he got caught and he turned away. Dan Heng’s own face flushed warmly. Oh? Maybe this ‘lust at first sight’ wasn’t as one sided as he thought. They would probably get a chance to talk once they made it to the safe zone.   *** “March… Why are you here?” Dan Heng said disappointed. March gave no indication of having picked up on Dan Heng’s icy tone as she responded. “Behemoth said you were showing him around the city, so I asked to come as well!” She skipped ahead singing a happy tune. Dan Heng bristled, she properly kept pestering Behemoth about it till he agreed. Behemoth came up behind Dan Heng resting a hand on his shoulder. The warmth flowed through Dan Heng calming him down a bit. “Sorry, I know you asked me first… March was really excited to show me some of her favorite places in the city tho…” Dan Heng sighed in defeat, Behemoth was too nice, though he liked that about him.    At this rate this outing was going to end up like all the others. The two of them getting NO WHERE. It had been weeks since Behemoth had joined the Astral Express team at Herta station. Every time they had been assigned together it was always in a team of multiple people or they were given completely different shifts. Dan Heng was starting to think Asta had picked up on his intentions and was purposely schelling them in ways to separate them. Behemoth was a serious worker and was fitting in well at the station, but Dan Heng wanted more than the looks and secret hand touches they currently shared. He needed to find a way to ditch March 7th.    “Come on Dan Heng! Behemoth!” March called to them waving frantically, “There is a really good café over here!” “Coming!” Behemoth ran after her, leaving Dan Heng’s shoulder cold. He slowly followed them into the café. It was a wubbaboo cafe. Behemoth and March 7th were already playing with the fluffy creatures. “Haha Dan Heng this one looks like you,” Behemoth laughed as he held up a little squirming creature to show Dan Heng. It had turquoise eyes and a sour look on its face. Dan Heng pouted. “That looks nothing like me.” Ironically his face expression now matched the wubbaboo even more. This made Behemoth laugh harder. Dan Heng still didn't really get it, but as long as Behemoth was happy it was okay.    A sudden beeping made them all look at their respective watches. It was an alert on the station, fragmentum forces had been spotted in a nearby location. Guess the outing would have to wait. He turned to the group. “Let's get moving, we can't let the enemy destroy the rail.” He pulls out Cloud-Piercer as everyone gears up and then they run towards the location; Behemoth swinging his bat and March 7th bearing her bow. March points to an upcoming elevator shaft. “We should be able to catch them by surprise if we take that lift!” The three of them pile into the spacious elevator and there is a familiar woosh as it begins to rise.    However, things don’t go smoothly for long. There is a loud screeching noise of metal against metal as the elevator goes dark and comes to an abrupt stop.   March 7th: “Ahhhh! What was that?”      Everyone goes tumbling from the impact. Behemoth crashes into Dan Heng pinning him against the wall. Dan Heng can’t help, but let out a small “Ugh” as he grinds into him. Behemoth reaches behind him to squeeze Dan Heng’s hand and whisper a small “Sorry” into his ear. Dan Heng shivers despite the warm breath. Great now he was horny. He just hoped Behemoth hadn't noticed his now half hard cock rubbing between them…   *** OH DEAR AEON! Behemoth tried to slow his breathing. When the lights had turned off and he fell into Dan Heng he was originally worried he was going to crush the slim man, maybe even severely hurt him. His very body was a weapon after all based on the power he welded so far… but then Dan Heng had let out that sound. That was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Still in case he had hurt the man, he had tried to apologize and reassure him he was also okay. Dan Heng did not respond to his gestures, but something else had. The two of them were now frozen in place trying to process what was going on.    Dan Heng’s breath tickled Behemoth’s breath as his pulse picked up. I should probably step forward, Behemoth thought, the lights would be on soon and they weren't alone in here. March was over at the elevator doors, frantically talking into a communication device. Okay, step forward… Behemoth moved to step forward, but Dan Heng pulled him back tightly, his breath ragged. Behemoth let out a gasp as Dan Heng grinded into his behind. Now it was Dan Heng’s turn to apologize. “I..Uh..sorry. Don’t move… it feels good.” Behemoth gulped, his insides stirring. “Ha, but the lights are going to be on soon.” “Please, cover me then.” Behemoth gave an uneasy smile. “Who’s gonna cover me then?” “Ahh…”   *** A few minutes later the lights pop back on with a crackling noise.    March 7th: “There we go! Luckily another team was nearby so the fragmentum were taken care of- What are you two doing?”    Dan Heng: “Nothing.”   Behemoth: “I was just feeling a bit warm.”   March squints her eyes at the two suspicious men; Dan Heng still hiding behind Behemoth and Behemoth who had removed his jacket at some point and wrapped it around his waist. She sighed and walked out of the elevator. “Well I guess we better return to headquarters,” March grabs Behemoth’s left bicep with both hands, “I’ll show you around another day okay!” Behemoth smiles at her. “Okay deal!” She runs off and the two men share a look. That situation was a bit too close for comfort, but they both hoped it wouldn’t be the last time they were that close.    Dan Heng: “I think I need to lay down… join me?”   Behemoth: “Haha, yah. Let's go.”

blossoming alone

['bluu']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game), 崩坏3rd | Honkai Impact 3rd (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele Vollerei/Bronya Zaychik, implied cocolia/serval

Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail)

I love you in every universe, Parallel Universes, references hi3

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,763

1/1

28

826

99

5,702

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[]

        When the Astral Express leaves like a comet, trailing stardust in her wake and taking their new friends with her, Bronya says, “Space travel,” like it’s a revelation on something profound and otherworldly. And though Seele begrudgingly acknowledges that space travel is, quite frankly, otherworldly, it doesn’t stop Bronya’s statement of the obvious any less annoying to her.  “What about it,” she says. “Don’t you think it’s fascinating?” Bronya asks, frowning and looking skyward. A blink and the Astral Express and any traces of her are no more, the only evidence of the impact of her and her travelers being the fact that Bronya, the newly throned Guardian, and Seele, Babochka, are currently standing in the same room, unarmed.  “I guess,” Seele shrugs. “Hard to be concerned with outer space when you’ve spent your entire life underground, wondering what it’s even like to be on the surface. This is the second time I’ve ever seen the sky. Who has time for space?” Bronya shoots her an unreadable look, something like regret and frustration twisting under her expression. “Apparently, my mother.” “Your mother was trying to destroy the world.” “Yes,” Bronya cuts in rather sharply, before sighing. “Look, it’s nothing. I was just wondering. There seems like there could be so many possibilities.” “Possibilities,” Seele repeats. “Yes — Seele, don’t give me that. If traveling to other planets — other worlds — is possible, what about traveling to different times? Different universes entirely, where our existences have been overwritten with something similar but not quite the same?” Bronya looks lost right now, maybe stuck in a false memory of another world where there is no eternal storm. No mothers left dead in the cold. Like a child looking for home, vulnerability so unfitting for her station that it makes Seele feel a little uncomfortable, rubbed raw. “We shouldn’t dream of things like parallel universes when we’re stuck in this one, Bronya,” Seele says eventually.  But she too wonders. And dreams, and remembers. - You promised you would take me to the sea. My protector through it all. My savior. Where can we go where it is finally warm? - In between all of the rebuilding and reforging their two worlds back into one, they revisit the orphanage.  “I look forward to seeing this place emptier and emptier,” Bronya says, looking up at the looming building overlooking Rivet Town. It’s a hallmark of sorts, if a grim one — center of the city and home to the many children who had lost parents in the mines. “Natasha’s clinic too.” “I thought you didn't remember anything about this place.” Rivet Town too, free from the corruption of the Fragmentum, has started to see more life among its twisted alleyways and little shops, with some of the residents of Boulder Town trickling over and settling into the space, the crowd bubbling with the contained excitement of citizens looking to find a permanent place to call home.  “I don’t. Just bits and pieces. The snow globe. A gift from Natasha, I think, but I don’t really know for sure.” “Do you think…” Seele trails off, not knowing how to word her thoughts. For all of the evil that Cocolia was, she was still Bronya’s mother. “You think your mother had some hand in erasing your memories, right?” “Yes.” Bronya’s expression hardens. “I don’t blame her.” “Huh,” Seele says, blinking. “Why not?” “I was chosen to be the successor. I had to be trained in so many different ways. Military leadership. History knowledge, political relations, etiquette. It’s much easier to do that with a new slate.” “You’re not mad about losing a part of who you are?” “It frustrates me,” Bronya admits. “I wonder, often, of what I lost.” She turns her head slightly to look at Seele, piercing. “Maybe I met you. Do you remember?” Seele freezes. “We’re about the same age,” she says, avoiding the question. “I think I must have met you at some point.” “From the moment I met you, after Wildfire captured me,” Bronya says. “I thought you felt familiar. Later, I thought we had met in the orphanage, and perhaps we were friends there. But you don’t remember me.” “I’m not sure if anyone remembers you down here,” Seele frowns. “There were a lot of kids in that damn orphanage. And not a single person remembers you before you absconded to the overworld and became a princess.” “I wasn’t a princess.” She’s petulant. Seele feels a weird sense of satisfaction before Bronya continues. “In any case, you’re right. It’s a little strange that no one down here recognizes me. Though, as you said, there were many kids in the orphanage. They probably didn’t pay me any mind. Perhaps I was an utterly unremarkable child.” “Now you’re just lying,” Seele sighs. “Fishing for compliments now, are we. Maybe Cocolia wiped all of our memories too.” Bronya looks away. “I won’t deny that it’s a possibility. My mother was capable of very powerful, if very awful, things. It might have made her job easier to just wipe the slate clean of my existence entirely.” But she pauses. “It begs the question: did you feel similar to me, when we first met? Did you also have the feeling that we had met before, somewhere? Were we friends here, and your mind forcibly forgot who I was, but your body remembered, somehow?” Does her body remember? When Bronya was being attacked here by the vagrants, Seele saw the bullet travel in slow motion aimed straight at her chest and saw briefly a future or a past where Bronya’s heart had been pierced, or her body limp, bleeding, taken away, plummeting down. Her hair looked a bit different — shorter, tied up in pigtails, and Seele couldn’t reach her in time. It had been something visceral. She had acted on that vision before she could even realize, racing in quantum time to slice that bullet in two and to challenge the assaulter. To save Bronya’s life.  Why she rushed to save her life, Seele doesn’t know. Why she saw that vision— well, Seele doesn’t know that one either. All that she knows is that she had to save her. She didn’t even know her name then. Just a feeling of blue, just a feeling of sinking, bottoming despair, and a devastation that didn’t feel like hers crashing into her chest.  Seele must have been speechless for quite a while, because Bronya just smiles and says, “I’ll take that as a yes.” How could I ever forget you, Seele thinks. How could I ever truly forget someone like you? - In every world it starts with loss. An orphanage with crumbling walls. Unburning fireplaces. A girl, powder blue and sweet silver. Grief as a bitter winter that returns year after year. You lose her every time. You don’t know anything else. In the beginning there is always a girl and she holds you in your arms and and in the end you lose her every time. Sometimes you hold her in yours, and she is like a magpie, something delicate, cold, sharp, soft. A songbird of spring.  - The body makes new memories too: Seele kisses Bronya for the first time over a mountain of paperwork. It’s not the most romantic of places, she admits, but it’s a natural movement, something fluid like a habit. Bronya is taken aback for the first split-second before she too parts her lips and presses back, almost unthinking as she leans into the touch. Some papers get knocked over as Seele shifts closer over her desk to cup Bronya’s face — Bronya doesn’t even protest. When she pulls back, Bronya says, “I have been waiting for you to do that.” “You’re fucking kidding me,” Seele says. “Why didn’t you do it first, then?” “I felt that it was inappropriate for me to do so.” “So it’s appropriate for me to? What, are you incapable of making the first move?” Seele blurts out. And then, angrily, she spits, “Or are you scared of the people of Belebog thinking that Miss Supreme Guardian is gay?” Bronya’s stare is deadpan. “Seele, my mother never had a husband.” “What does that—” She stops. “Oh.” And then, “No fucking way.” “I always wondered why she was so bitter about Serval, but still kept her belongings here.” “Oh, my God,” Seele says, and then shakes her head. “Wait — hold on. I don’t want to be talking about your mom.” “No,” Bronya replies, amused. “Not the best topic of conversation given the situation.” “The situation,” Seele repeats. Evidently, she’s not very good at this. “Whatever. Can we talk about how you were waiting for me to kiss you?” “Look who’s fishing for compliments now,” Bronya sighs. “But I’ll humor you.” She rises from her seat, eye-level with Seele, who now feels very, very uncomfortable. “I told you before that I had this feeling when we first met,” she continues, deliberate. That I knew you the moment I laid my eyes on you. There was something there for me. When you leaped out of mid-air to protect me from that man I could feel something pulling us together. I don’t know what it is. And when I asked you about it, you didn’t say anything. So even though I had my suspicions that you felt the same way, I didn’t feel that it was appropriate of me to do anything about it until you had similarly come to the same conclusions that yes, there is something here between us. Gut feeling or not.” Gut feeling or not.  “That kiss,” Seele says slowly. She can still feel the shape of Bronya’s mouth. Only it feels different than it just did, as if they had kissed before, a smaller kiss, a younger universe. “Did it feel familiar to you?” “You tell me,” Bronya replies, smiling. “When have we kissed before?” - In a world of light. It felt like heaven, or maybe limbo, or a hell full of bright white, Some place else. Seele’s smaller. Bronya’s smaller, too, and they have been through horrible things. There’s a promise: we’ll be together forever. I’ll do whatever it takes. I’ll wait for you for as long as you need. Bronya is still the bravest person Seele has ever known. We’ll reunite one day. No matter where, no matter when. Even in a different world, even if I have to travel throughout time, space, and existence to find you. You’ll take me home. And we’ll go to the sea, where the waters are blue and the golden light of the sun makes all of your silvers glow.         

stelle @stellaron has followed you!

['Alienu']

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崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng & March 7th & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th & Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng & March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Other(s)

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Twitch Streamers, Slice of Life, Fluff, Humor, Social Media, dan heng is like so exhausted in this sorry

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2023-05-06

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stelle @stellaron if this tweet gets 25k likes i will buy dan heng cat ears and make him wear them on stream 32.9k Likes    8.2k Retweets    5.6k Replies        march! @7ofMarch      replying to @stellaron      I WILL HELP      3.2k Likes    1.4k Retweets    200 Replies        Dan Heng @LunaeFPS      replying to @stellaron      I did not agree to this?      4.0k Likes    725 Retweets    102 Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @LunaeFPS           <3           8.9k Likes    1.3k Retweets    1.4k Replies        WFR Seele @babochkaa      replying to @stellaron      Don’t be shy get him paw gloves too      2.8k Likes    343 Retweets    56 Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @babochkaa           where do i find those           1.0k Likes    84 Retweets    52 Replies                  WFR Seele @babochkaa                replying to @stellaron                @BronyaRand                5.2k Likes    2.8k Retweets    472 Replies     Dan Heng @LunaeFPS Live https://twitch.tv/LunaeFPS 15.3k Likes    3.0k Retweets    4.3k Replies        Himeko @MurataHimeko      replying to @LunaeFPS      Did the cat ears come true????      2.2k Likes    786 Retweets    32 Replies             Dan Heng @LunaeFPS           replying to @MurataHimeko           No.           801 Likes    45 Retweets    19 Replies     The stream opens with the display of a cartoonish, bright looking game. Dan Heng’s face-cam sits in the middle left corner, his expression stoic as his character moves through the map. The score at the top reads 4-9, and the stream has been going for a solid forty minutes already. His eyes periodically flick towards the right, in the direction of the second monitor where his twitch chat flits by. “Stelle tweeted that without my agreement,” he says tiredly, as if the same thing has already been said many times before. “So no, I’m not wearing cat ears. I don’t care how many likes she has.” As he speaks, he continues to play. An enemy pops up on screen, only to die when Dan Heng’s character shoots them in the head. SPIKE PLANTED flashes at the top of the screen. Dan Heng calmly continues to make his way through the map, expressionless. His eyes flick over towards the chat again and his brow furrows as he reads aloud, “‘Do you not want to be a meow meow’—what? What does that even mean, Stelle?” Focusing so hard on staring at the chat, Dan Heng doesn’t react fast enough to the enemy that emerges onto his screen, outlined in red. His character dies and he huffs sharply, tapping a key before saying, “Phoenix last seen mid,” to the last surviving teammate. He leans back in his seat with a frown, the stream freezing for a few moments as his cursor moves off screen. A few clicks, and it unfreezes just as another voice rings through. “DAN HENG, MY TWEET GOT 30.0K LIKES.” “I’m not doing it,” he deadpans. Stelle makes an audible groan. She sounds as if she’s outside, judging by the low quality and the way wind can be heard blowing against her microphone. “But why?”  “I don’t want to.” “Come on, Dan Heng, it's just some cat ears!” she exclaims. In the background, someone shouts, and she mutters, “Oh shit.” Footsteps can be heard pounding against what sounds like pavement. Dan Heng frowns as he clicks through the buy menu, the round having ended just a moment prior. “What are you doing?” “Ahaha…” Stelle laughs nervously, breathing heavily. “Funny of you to ask!” He sits up in his seat, hands moving off the keyboard even as the other characters begin to move around on screen to prepare for the start of the round. “Where are you right now, Stelle?” “I gotta go!” she yells, her voice cutting out more than once. “Bye!” “Stelle—” “Sorry! Bye! Love you! Son of a bi—” Her voice cuts out just before she can finish her exclamation. Dan Heng stares blankly at his screen. A few moments of stunned silence pass, then he picks up his phone and starts typing furiously. Abruptly, he stands from his chair and shoves his phone into his pocket. “I’m ending early,” he says tersely, exiting out of the game despite the red warning that pops up. “Sorry. I'll stream tomorrow. Bye, chat. Don't clip that.” The stream goes black. Of course, everyone clips it.     emi has given up tbh @jingyuanlovesgays now wtf was stelle doing for dan heng to leave that fast ????  [Video Attachment: A clip from Dan Heng’s latest stream. It begins when Stelle joins the call and ends when the stream goes dark.] 4.9k Likes    2.3k Retweets    572 Replies        felyx @bladelovesgays      replying to @jingyuanlovesgays      dumpster diving maybe LOL      828 Likes    100 Retweets    21 Replies             emi has given up tbh @jingyuanlovesgays           replying to @bladelovesgays           ???? WHAT           232 Likes    13 Retweets    5 Replies                  felyx @bladelovesgays                replying to @jingyuanlovesgays                oh someone isn’t caught up on stelle stellaron lore                1.3k Likes    188 Retweets    9 Replies     march! @7ofMarch STELLE IS NOT DEAD SHE IS FINE!!!!! 13.2k Likes    3.8k Retweets    5.4k Replies        Ding Dong @69_DingDong_69      replying to @7ofMarch      Is she ever really fine though?      4.7k Likes    1.2k Retweets    132 Replies             march! @7ofMarch           replying to @69_DingDong_69           you have a point there           3.3k Likes    683 Retweets    98 Replies     Trailblaze Trio Updates @TRBZupdates Stelle was on Dan Heng’s stream! [Video Attachment: A clip from Dan Heng’s latest stream. It begins when Stelle joins the call and ends when the stream goes dark.] 9.0k Likes    2.1k Retweets    100 Replies        Red <3 @RedDevisions      replying to @TRBZupdates      uhhh is she okay???      103 Likes    74 Retweets    23 Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @RedDevisions           no           3.8k Likes    106 Retweets    232 Replies     days since irl trailblaze trio @daysinceTRBZ It has been 202 days since the last Trailblaze Trio meetup. 12.8k Likes    3.4k Retweets    578 Replies        quels @quelswrites      replying to @daysinceTRBZ      don’t they all live near each other?? how has it been so long 😭      322 Likes    84 Retweets    24 Replies             Welt @WeltYang           replying to @quelswrites           Stelle practically lives in her closet and Dan Heng is allergic to going outside           1.8k Likes    284 Retweets   339 Replies                  quels @quelswrites                replying to @WeltYang                HELP??                421 Likes    55 Retweets    12 Replies                  k @hundredspoons                replying to @WeltYang                Welt really said that stelle + dan heng need to touch grass helpdfhjdkf                323 Likes    94 Retweets    7 Replies             Dan Heng @LunaeFPS           replying to @quelswrites           Because neither Stelle nor March should be trusted behind the wheel.           5.2k Likes  379 Retweets    245 Replies                  quels @quelswrites                replying to @LunaeFPS                WHAT THE FUCK                964 Likes    153 Retweets    32 Replies     felyx @bladelovesgays  can I just say it’s so on brand for stelle to not tweet or upload anything for like 4 months and when she comes back its to tell people that she’ll make catboy dan heng a reality and apparently get chased down on his stream. She’s so iconic 25.3k Likes    10.1k Retweets    3.8k Replies     stellaron is live: :)     The bright display of a tier-list making website is being displayed on stream, the dimensions indicating that it is being shared from a phone. There are three tiers, labeled ‘Smash’, ‘Pass’, and ‘Only while drunk’. Beneath that is an assortment of photos of the various animatronics from the FNAF franchise, though a decent amount have already been sorted into some of the categories. “Hear me out,” Stelle is saying, her voice hushed. There is a sound of her shifting around, a small huff leaving her lips. “Sorry, this closet is kinda small, but it’s nice. I swear. Anyway, hear me out, Michael Afton is kinda…” She pauses for dramatic effect, and snickers as she supposedly reads through the constant stream of her chat. “What! I’m just saying. Purple is a nice color, okay. Listen, listen, listen… oh is March in chat? Hi March.”   March7th: its like 2 am??? you need to sleep??   “Let me finish making my tier list first,” Stelle says. She drags Michael Afton’s icon up into the ‘Smash’ tier, humming. “Okay, who’s next? Toy Chica? Say less. Smash. We have uh… like twenty more characters to go.”   March7th: ??? u have been streaming for like 30 minutes already March7th: I will call Dan Heng   “No you won’t,” she snorts. Drags Nightmare Freddy’s icon into the ‘Pass’ tier, followed by Helpy, Mangle, Balloon Boy, and most variations of Springtrap. “Because you know how Dan Heng gets when you wake him up in the middle of the night.”   March7th: is that a bet   “Do it, coward.” A pause. “And… she’s gone.” Stelle huffs softly. “Called her bluff.” Right then, a text pops up on the screen. It reads:   Cold Dragon Young💪🐉⚔️ It will take me 40 minutes to get there at most Go to fucking sleep.   Which is quickly followed by:   mar 💗 you really thought, didn’t you also hi chat <3 bye chat <3   The stream goes silent. Stelle cannot be heard even doing so much as breathing, and no movement is made on the screen, even as the push notifications disappear from the top view. “... Anyway,” she clears her throat after a few long moments. “Uh… I think I will… go to bed now. New video next week. Or next month? We’ll see. I’ll see you guys later! Bye!” The stream ends.     elle🌊 @downthedarkpath can’t believe the one time we see dan heng swear its over text bc he’s threatening stelle to go to sleep 8.2k Likes    2.6k Retweets    179 Replies        filippa kosta apologist @circees      replying to @downthedarkpath      #LetDanHengSayFuck      1.4k Likes    483 Retweets    23 Replies     pip @kbdcanon  THE FIRST TIME STELLE STREAMS IN 5 MONTHS AND NONE OF YOU WAKE ME UP??? IM DEVASTATED 41 Likes    2 Retweets    7 Replies     Daily Landau Siblings @dailylandau  Serval just released the music video for her single: Cusp of Ignition! Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6HdjmUIuSY   23.1k Likes    9.2k Retweets    5.7k Replies     east @spacecoastghost  since a lot of people aren’t really familiar with Stelle (@stellaron) outside of her YT videos/appearances on other people’s streams (which are few and far between), here’s a thread on all of the unhinged things she’s done!🧵 (1/24): 18.5k Likes    6.3k Retweets    1.4k Replies        Lan ❄️🌻 @LanDeezNutsIn      replying to @spacecoastghost      SHE DID WHAT TO GEPARD? GEPARD LANDAU???      852 Likes    122 Retweets    6 Replies             east @spacecoastghost           replying to @LanDeezNutsIn           Yeah Serval talks about it in her interviews all the time LOLLL he’s traumatized           341 Likes    12 Retweets    3 Replies     stelle @stellaron ears acquired [Image Attachment: A black, cat ear headband is being held in Stelle’s right hand as she holds it up in front of her monitors, which are displaying Dan Heng’s Twitter profile and Twitch account.] 41.3k Likes    15.5k Retweets    9.2k Replies        march! @7ofMarch      replying to @stellaron      I helped!!!!!!!!!!      12.1k Likes    3.6k Retweets    1.0k Replies        Dan Heng @LunaeFPS      replying to @stellaron      …      15.3k Likes    6.4k Retweets    4.2k Replies        Himeko @MurataHimeko       replying to @stellaron      Omg he’s going to look so cute      7.0k Likes    2.3k Retweets    898 Replies             Dan Heng @LunaeFPS           replying to @MurataHimeko           …           8.1k Likes    3.8k Retweets    923 Replies        Sampo | DM for business inquiries @sampokoski      replying to @stellaron      where did you get these??? asking for a friend      583 Likes    192 Retweets    64 Replies        WFR Seele @babochkaa      replying to @stellaron      HAHAHAHAH      5.1k Likes    1.8k Retweets    124 Replies        Welt @WeltYang      replying to @stellaron      Oh no      2.3k Likes    191 Retweets    22 Replies        XZLF Jing Yuan @JingYuan      replying to @stellaron      Where did you get these asking for a friend      11.1k Likes    5.6k Retweets    699 Replies             XZLF Jing Yuan @JingYuan           replying to @JingYuan           Yanqing don’t look           11.6k Likes    5.0k Retweets    3.5k Replies             HNTR Kafka @webofdreams           replying to @JingYuan           @blade_           6.9k Likes    2.3k Retweets    1.7k Replies                  HNTR Ren @blade_                replying to @webofdreams                ?                7.2k Likes    3.1k Retweets    2.2k Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @JingYuan           on main?           14.9k Likes    5.6k Retweets    3.7k Replies     XZLF yanqing @alegendofsword  why am i getting so many @’s 28.2k Likes    8.7k Retweets    9.4k Replies        Arlan @peppyluvbot       Don’t worry about it      9.9k Likes    2.5k Retweets    328 Replies     march! @7ofMarch streaming astral smp w/stelle & dan heng in 10 !!! :3 https://twitch.tv/March7th   13.2k Likes    1.9k Retweets    634 Replies     March7th is live: Astral SMP w/the besties hehe     “You’re doing it wrong!” March exclaims, switching to an empty spot in her hot bar to smack Dan Heng’s character away from the half-built construction. “You’re supposed to use dark wood, not oak wood. And strip the logs! Strip the logs, Dan Heng!” Dan Heng’s character pauses, turning to look at her with a stack of oak logs in hand. “What’s the difference?” “I—what do you mean ‘what’s the difference’! It looks better!” March can be seen frowning in the bottom right hand corner of the stream. She rolls her eyes. “Why do you suck?” “You’re the one who told me to help you,” Dan Heng replies flatly. His character backs up slightly, turning to observe the beehouse they’ve been attempting to construct for the past hour and a half. “I don’t understand why you need a honey farm in the first place. What would you even use the honey for?” “Nothing. It just looks cute,” March huffs at the same time that Stelle chimes in, “Not everything has to be practical, Mr. I-Killed-The-Ender-Dragon-In-Less-Than-An-Hour.” “Right, exactly!” she exclaims. “Thank you, Stelle.” “Himeko never said that I couldn’t,” Dan Heng mutters, sounding petulant; this is clearly a topic they’ve already addressed before. He switches the subject as March begins to undo what he messed up, jumping around the assortment of chests they had laid out in front of their beehouse for storing the building materials. “Aren’t you supposed to be helping, too?” “I am helping. I’m getting the bees.” “I could’ve gotten the bees.” “I’m better at it.” Dan Heng scoffs into the microphone. “Do you even know how to properly get bees?” There’s a long silence, which makes both Dan Heng and March pause. Their characters turn to look at each other, the dread building in the air almost palpable. “Stelle,” March says carefully, sitting up in her seat. “How are you getting the bees here?” “Uh.” There’s the brief click of Stelle’s keyboard filtering through her mic, and a small, nervous giggle. “Running?” March blinks in bemusement, her lips parting. On screen, Dan Heng’s character shifts a few paces to the left, looking past March and into the distance. “Oh my god,” he says. March turns around a moment after he speaks. What he’s staring at becomes immediately clear. In the distance, with an entire horde of bees flocking after her in a cloud of yellow and black and dots of red, is Stelle, sprinting at them full speed as the giant hive—there has to be at least fifteen bees—buzzes angrily after her. To say that March shrieks would be an understatement.     march! @7ofMarch would you guys be interested in seeing me, stelle, and dan heng do a qna just chatting stream ? 7.2k Likes    839 Retweets    211 Replies        days since irl trailblaze trio @daysinceTRBZ      replying to @7ofMarch      IRL QNA JUST CHATTING STREAM????      2.1k Likes    184 Retweets    13 Replies        Ding Dong @69_DingDong_69      replying to @7ofMarch      YES      124 Likes    7 Retweets    2 Replies        stelle @stellaron       replying to @7ofMarch      will dan heng at least shower beforehand      4.3k Likes    529 Retweets    240 Replies             Dan Heng @LunaeFPS           replying to @stellaron           .           2.0k Likes    161 Retweets    19 Replies stelle @stellaron @LunaeFPS UNBLOCK ME I WAS JOKING 4.3k Likes    529 Retweets    240 Replies        stelle @stellaron      replying to @stellaron      YOU ARE ACTUALLY THE NICEST SMELLING PERSON IVE EVER MET      1.2k Likes    87 Retweets    14 Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @stellaron           @7ofMarch help           4.3k Likes    329 Retweets    186 Replies                  march! @7ofMarch                replying to @stellaron                this one is kind of on you                4.5k Likes    362 Retweets    171 Replies                       stelle @stellaron                     replying to @7ofMarch                     :(                     3.2k Likes    211 Retweets    84 Replies     Dan Heng @LunaeFPS Live https://twitch.tv/LunaeFPS 8.3k Likes    2.2k Retweets    375 Replies        alteration @altfuckedurmum       dan heng winning the idgaf war CRYING      1.8k Likes    420 Retweets    69 Replies     k @hundredspoons sometimes i feel like stelle is just the stray orange cat that march and dan heng picked up out of a dumpster and are now stuck with forever. does anyone else feel like that 11.2k Likes    2.5k Retweets    1.9k Replies        Himeko @MurataHimeko      replying to @hundredspoons      Actually yeah!      5.3k Likes    1.1k Retweets    427 Replies     stellaron is live: the stream you've all been waiting for     “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” “Hey! It’s not like you’re the only one!” “Is that supposed to make it better?” “Yes?” Dan Heng, Stelle, and March 7th are all crowded around what looks to be Dan Heng’s desk, judging by the familiar background. Stelle sits in the center, while Dan Heng is pushed off a little to the right in his usual chair, and March is sitting cross-legged in a chair of her own. Stelle and March are both grinning, though Dan Heng has his typical deadpan expression. “Anyway,” March clears her throat. “Oh, it looks like people are arriving. That’s a lot of viewers.” “Why are we doing this on Stelle’s Twitch account and not mine?” Dan Heng asks. “Because I stream way less and therefore people are more likely to join if they see I am,” Stelle answers with a roll of her eyes. “We talked about this.” Dan Heng doesn’t reply. He frowns slightly and March reaches around to pat him on the arm sympathetically, to which he does not react. “Do you think we should have given them a heads up?” March asks, rocking side to side slightly. “Feels like this is kinda sudden y’know, and people have been waiting for us to do another meetup for a while now.” “You didn't even give me a heads up,” Dan Heng mutters, petulant. Stelle pouts. “I just wanted you to unblock me, but you weren’t answering my messages.” “Typically, that’s how the block function works.” “Well, it’s not like you can block me IRL, can you?” “Murder,” March and Dan Heng respond. “I’ll haunt you from the afterlife. Both of you.” March makes a kissy face at Stelle, and Dan Heng just says, “Whatever.” “Whatever,” Stelle mimics, nudging him on the shoulder. “Anyway, it's been ten minutes already. Should we just do it?” “Yeah!” March cheers as Dan Heng grumbles, “Whatever.” “Okay!” she exclaims, clapping her hands together and leaning slightly towards Dan Heng to read the chat as it flits by. “Hello, hello, hi guys! Yes, it’s us. Real and in the flesh together.” “You showed up at my house this morning with no warning,” Dan Heng says. “You blocked me!” “Can we get back to the stream?” March asks, making Stelle huff. “Fine, fine, whatever, okay. Anyway, hi. We figured that we might as well stream since we're here, and also maybe do a QnA like Mar was talking about on her Twitter earlier.” Stelle grins suddenly, looking entirely too pleased with herself. “And also…” Dan Heng sighs. March is also grinning, though it is significantly less shit-eating. Not that it means much. Like magic, Stelle raises her hands into view of the camera, revealing three sets of cat ear headbands. To her credit, she's managed to somehow find colors to match all of their respective hair colors closely. Without wasting any time, she sets the headbands down and picks up the black one, leaning over to plop it onto Dan Heng's head unceremoniously. He sends a flat look towards the camera like he's in an episode of The Office, but doesn't try to stop her and even adjusts the ears so they sit more comfortably on his head. Stelle hands the light pink headband to March, who sticks it on happily, then puts on her own. “See? Now we’re all matching.” “Dan Heng wouldn’t do it until we told him that we'd also put on the ears,” March adds. “So here we are!” “You would've bought your own pair anyway,” he says. “So what?” March sticks out her tongue. “Anyway, I think we’re already getting donos.” Dan Heng’s eyes flick over towards the chat. Reading aloud, he says, “Thank you TheStampede for the $5 dono: ‘Okay now where are the paws?’ Excuse me?” “I wanted to get the paws, but none of them were the right size or color,” Stelle pouts. “Bronya said she had a guy that could get me the ones I wanted, but I didn’t wanna make you guys wait too long, and also do you know how hard it would be to get those on Dan Heng? We should’ve made this a charity stream.” “Are you trying to guilt trip me into wearing cat-themed accessories by donating the money to charity?” “Of course not,” Stelle says innocently as March says, “Duh.” Dan Heng pinches the bridge of his nose. “Anyway,” March says brightly, leaning halfway across Stelle to peer at the monitor displaying chat and donations. Her eyes promptly bug out of her head. Stelle follows her gaze to see what she's looking at, and gapes open-mouthed, eyes going wide in a similar manner before she bursts out into loud, shrieking cackles. Dan Heng takes one look at the monitor, expression unchanging, before he simply puts his face in his hands and sighs deeply.   YouAlreadyKnowMe donated $500: u guys look so cute <3<3 maybe do maid outfits next!     stelle @stellaron maid outfit charity stream coming soon [Image Attachment: A selfie of March, Stelle, and Dan Heng just after the stream. The camera is pointing down at them as Stelle outstretches her arm to get all three of them in the shot. They're all still wearing the cat ears. March and Dan Heng are making a heart with their arms, the former smiling brightly and the latter with a neutral expression on his face. In between them, Stelle is making a finger heart at the camera with a big grin.] 23.5k Likes    4.3k Retweets    2.1k Replies        stelle @stellaron      replying to @stellaron      dan heng smelled great btw      10.2k Likes    2.7k Retweets    938 Replies        march! @7ofMarch      replying to @stellaron      yes!!!      6.3k Likes    1.7k Retweets    42 Replies        pam @gossipmonger      replying to @stellaron      BRING HIMEKO TOO PLS      1.3k Likes    222 Retweets    58 Replies        Dan Heng @LunaeFPS      replying to @stellaron      Get out of my house.      5.8k Likes    1.6k Retweets    87 Replies             stelle @stellaron           replying to @LunaeFPS           no ❤️           2.2k Likes    295 Retweets    43 Replies     days since irl trailblaze trio @daysinceTRBZ it has been 0 days since the last Trailblaze Trio meetup. https://twitch.tv/stellaron 12.6k Likes    4.9k Retweets    533 Replies     Himeko @MurataHimeko  How would you guys feel abt the Astral SMP group moving in together? 👀 31.4k Likes    10.4k Retweets    8.8k Replies        Dan Heng @LunaeFPS      replying to @MurataHimeko      This is a terrible idea.      5.2k Likes    839 Retweets    124 Replies             Himeko @MurataHimeko            replying to @LunaeFPS           That’s a no? :(           2.1k Likes    142 Retweets    55 Replies                  Dan Heng @LunaeFPS                replying to @MurataHimeko                I didn’t say that.                6.6k Likes    783 Retweets    136 Replies

treat me better (love me better)

['flowerpop']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Fluff and Humor, Romance, Awkwardness, Crushes, Jarilo-VI Spoilers (Honkai: Star Rail), Trans Female Character, Trans March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Nonbinary Character, Nonbinary Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), they/them pronouns for Stelle, Gay Panic, Starch supremacy, Jealousy, Flirting, Best Friends to Lovers

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

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March 7th has never seen such dull eyes in her life. Not even Danheng’s could compare to the new pair of gold that stands in front of her.   Stelle is the name they go by— not remembering anything else past their name. March wasn’t as skeptical about them compared to Danheng— always so cautious and distant as a guard to himself. It was a real shocker when they found out about the Stellaron embedded within their body. But Stelle always seemed to hold their head up high at any situation they’re in.   As if they have no worries at all about the repercussions that the Stellaron would cause within them. March admires that trait of positivity from anyone— it’s what she sought for in order to become the best person she can be. Girls are the most beautiful when they are a symbol of benevolence, right?   Despite the dullness that Stelle carries within their eyes, they still hold a variety of emotions that even she can’t keep up with. Cracking nonsense jokes at the worst opportune time, committing foolish acts in public that a child would do, and the worst of all, Stelle knows how to flirt with people they find attractive.   It shouldn’t annoy her to see the difference of how Stelle acts between her and the other girls. Don’t get her wrong. The trailblazer is always packed full of surprises everyday and is a joy to be with— a companion that she matches well in terms of energy and personality. But something always rubs March the wrong way when Stelle would give such coy smiles and lean close to the person they are talking to.   She consulted Danheng about this nagging problem— worried that it could potentially ruin her blossoming friendship with Stelle. Danheng, showing off his lack of compassion as always, tells her that she is worrying too much about it and maybe she should consult Himeko instead. The guard was already in a bad mood after Pom-Pom accidentally ate one of his favorite snacks. The poor conductor was beating themselves up over it— criticizing themselves about terrible service.   Danheng, like the other passengers of the Express, has a soft heart for Pom-Pom. Instead of scolding the teary-eyed conductor, he simply swallowed his disappointment and shut himself in his room for the whole day. Classic Danheng.   Anyways, March will eventually talk to Himeko. She’s been too busy exploring Jarilo-VI with Stelle to have time these days in the Express. She has seen the crying March 7th emotes that Himeko has been sending .   Remember to come back to the Express once in a while. Pom-Pom is also missing you too.   She’ll consider it. Maybe tomorrow or the day after that, she’ll come back. For now, she is enjoying herself way too much with Stelle’s company to stop now.     “Oh look, it’s March 8th.” Stelle snickers as they point at one of the frozen Fragmentum figures standing by the corner.   March only rolls her eyes at the subtle smirk on their insufferable face. “You and your terrible humor. How could you compare my cuteness to those scary creatures?”   “I’m not. I’m just saying maybe they are your relatives or something!” Stelle swings their bat over their shoulder— growing smug the more annoyed March looks. “You were also trapped in ice.”   March gives her a hard shove on the shoulder. Of course, the trailblazer is like an impenetrable wall and barely budged. “Like I said! I had Six-Phased Ice and that isn’t even ice! It’s like condensed crystals, idiot!”    Stelle only laughs at the frustrated redness that colors her face. But it dies down when a random gust of wind blows towards them. March is almost immune to the cold but Stelle isn’t. She shivers as the temperature slowly drops as the sky slowly turns dark.   “Come on. Let's go back to the Goethe Hotel. I don’t want the others to worry about you getting sick.” March adjusts her jacket as she closes the zipper of it— nuzzling her face within the hoodie.   She feels Stelle’s hand grab her by the shoulder. March looks back at her quizzically. “What’s up? You need something?”    They shake their head. “Stay still.” Stelle murmurs as they take off the thick knitted scarf that Himeko gifted to them.   March flushes at the random gesture when Stelle wraps it around her— attentive hands slowly folding the plush material. She looks up at the serious look on Stelle’s face. Something flickers in their golden eyes. It’s a foreign expression that March has never seen before.   Stelle has always been naturally selfless. But this is just on another level.   March clears her throat— trying to maintain her shaky composure. “You know that I don’t need it, right?”   “I know. But I don’t need it either. I activated my Preservation abilities.” As proof, she sees a faint wisp of fire circle around their hands.   It’s quite unnecessary for them to just suddenly switch their abilities for something as trivial as this. But nonetheless, even a girl like her who squeals at the sight of romance can’t help but let her heart flutter at the thoughtful gesture. She figures there’s no point in arguing with someone as stubborn as Stelle. She’ll give it back to them later.   March immediately faces away from them— swallowing down the jittering nerves that bounces within her system. “L-let's just go back. I’m sleepy.” She hates lying but she needs to for the sake of her dignity.   Stelle takes her hands and pulls her along. March can almost feel her magma hot ears on the verge of exploding when that tender hand squeezes her protectively. She lowers her head and mindlessly follows Stelle’s pace until they arrive at the Overworld hotel.   Stelle doesn’t let go for some reason but March doesn't complain. Holding hands with Stelle isn’t new so she lets it happen. She does it with almost everyone— except Danheng of course. It’s natural for them to be affectionate with one another. Stelle doesn’t seem to have any complaints about it either.   But March still remembers how kind and warm Stelle’s eyes were, how protective and firm their hands were, and how genuine and caring Stelle’s voice became after annoying her like that. She’s even thinking about the playful smirk that pulls their chapped lips.   The embarrassing thoughts that she has been stressing over come back to her again in full force. She tucks herself in her hotel bed— trying to push away those unnecessary thoughts. But the images of Stelle today burns at the back of her eyelids no matter how hard she shuts her eyes.   Yeah, she’ll definitely go back to the Express. She needs to unravel all of this to Himeko as soon as possible before it burns her ice cold body.     “Miss Himekooo!” March jumps forward in Himeko’s arms. Both of them giggle at the enthusiasm that almost knocks them off the sofa.   Himeko warmly smiles as she combs her fingers through March’s hair. “How were your adventures? Anything exciting happened?”   “It was great as always! Stelle and I were just helping out the locals as always. But we got to take lots of pictures!” March pulls out her Polaroid pictures and skims through them with Himeko— explaining each detail of the photos.   But Himeko stops her hand from shuffling when she spots a particular photo that catches her interest. It was an image of March 7th posing in her hotel room with a cute wink and the bottom half of her face nuzzled within a very familiar red scarf.   March realizes too late that she forgot to hide that photo. It was only meant to be for herself. She can almost see the teasing smile of the older woman beside her.   “Oh my. Care to explain this one, my dear?” Himeko quickly snatched the photo from her before March could hide it. March whines as she tries to get it back with a struggle. Damn Miss Himeko and her long arms.   To make matters worse, she forgot that Stelle was still in the main cabin. The trailblazer approaches them with a small smile. “What’s happening over there, guys?”   March can almost feel herself crying at the sheer embarrassment. She can feel her shrill voice sharply pitch upwards out of panic. “NOTHING! MIND YOUR BUSINESS!”   Stelle was certainly surprised by the whiny yell. Thankfully, they weren’t easily offended by her words. It looks like they were considering between teasing the poor girl or leaving her be. They decide to do the latter when Himeko shoos themaway with a wink and a flick of her wrist.   March breathes a sigh of relief when Stelle leaves to go to the next cabin. But Himeko is still waving the Polaroid in front of her with mischief brewing in her eyes.   “Miss Himeko. Please don’t tell Stelle about it.” March clasps her hands together and shakes them— begging with her best puppy eyes.   Usually, it doesn’t work on Himeko. But with how serious March seems to be, she gladly respects her wishes.   “Of course, I won’t.” Himeko softly pats March’s flushed cheek with a small smile. “I just want to know what got you so embarrassed about this photo. It’s not uncommon for you to share stuff with Stelle, right?”   She has a point but March’s feelings have been all over the place lately. Anything related to Stelle makes her heart squeeze painfully.   “Yes, but-“ March bites her lip— hesitation blocking her voice. But Himeko has always been patient and understanding. She nods at her with warmth in her eyes.   March speaks slowly for the sake of her beating heart. “Uhm. It’s really complicated and weird. I don’t know what’s been up with me lately.” March can feel her face burning already as she fiddles with her hair.   “No worries, my dear.” Himeko pulls her closer with an arm around her— rubbing her head out of comfort. “Take all the time you need.”   “Okay, good.” March nervously chuckles. “It’s about Stelle and… I’ve just been having thoughts.”   “I mean, isn’t it normal for girls like you to think about such things?” Himeko sits back and takes her coffee mug close to her lips. “When I was your age, I had such embarrassing thoughts about my old crushes that I couldn’t sleep-“   March feels a surge of panic shoot up. “C-crush?! What do you mean by crush?!”   “Oh.” Himeko gives her a sympathetic look. “Oh dear March. Am I mistaking something?”   “It's nothing like that!” March tries to calm herself again with a deep breath. She doesn’t want to catch Pom-Pom’s attention and get a complaint. She certainly doesn't want Stelle to hear about this from the other cabin. “I’m just not sure how I feel… for Stelle.”   “How about you tell me what kind of thoughts you have for them?”   March collects her thoughts again. The first thing she thinks about is Stelle telling another corny joke in her head. Then the second one is Stelle giving her that scarf. She swallows nervously.   “They’re not negative. It's the complete opposite actually. I like hanging out with them, more than I would like to admit.” March shyly smiles– still avoiding Himeko's attentive gaze. She’ll be too embarrassed to say anything if she looks at her directly.   “Then what's wrong with that?” Himeko takes a sip of her black coffee. March can already smell the dizzying scent of that cursed drink. “Sounds to me like you two are getting along.”   March already knows that but there's something else that is the problem.   “But there are also other thoughts like their stupid smile and their stupid acts of service.” March rambles on about other things and not forgetting to mention the one time Stelle was flirting with Natasha. She can see Himeko’s face turning amused. “But I’ve never felt this before. I don’t know why I keep thinking about them like that.”   Himeko tries to be patient about this. As much as she wants to tease how adorable March is right now about her unrecognized feelings, she can clearly see how troubled the younger woman looks.   Himeko puts down her mug and leans her arm against one of the pillows. “Doesn’t that mean you have a crush on Stelle? They are quite charming.”   March tries to ignore how much the word crush makes her stomach flip. She rolls her eyes instead. “Ugh. They’re far from charming. They’re more like a gremlin than anything.”   Himeko laughs wholeheartedly at the feign disgust on her face. “Oh my stars. You two are too adorable for your own good.”   “Miss Himeko!” March whines out as she pushes herself away from Himeko’s affectionate arms. She needs to get to her room soon.   “It’s true. You two make a good pairing.” Himeko pokes her nose— receiving an indignant huff. “Thank you for telling me about this.”   March feels her shoulders relax. She is incredibly thankful that she has someone to confide in in the Express. Mr. Yang is reliable too but he is more logical than the compassionate Miss Himeko. Besides, March has heard stories of how awkward he is when it comes to people. But Himeko seems to be a confident woman in romance. She has more life experiences than her and gives amazing advice to everyone.   “By the way.” March turns around with a playful smile. “You mentioned old crushes. Can you tell me more about them?”   Himeko blinks up at her as she freezes up— causing the coffee to almost spill from her cup. She releases a nervous laugh before turning her body away— still trying to uphold that elegant posture.   “W-we can discuss that another time.” Himeko shuts her down firmly as she downs her entire drink in one swoop.   March laughs at the rare sight of Himeko’s bashful side. She will definitely tease her about it next time they talk. For now, the word crush stays glued in her mind until it has been tattooed along with the image of Stelle.   After that talk, she couldn’t face Stelle at all. Her heart isn’t ready to connect the dots yet.     March 7th crosses her arms and glares at the sight before her.   “Stelle, come here.” The kind and sweet Natasha calls for her companion. “Can you give this to Hook for me? She forgot to bring her lunch.”   Stelle immediately responds with a grin that looks incredibly stupid on them. March huffs out of annoyance.   March 7th. Keep your cool, girl. This is nothing. She is quite unsuccessful with convincing herself the more she watches the two of them interact.   Stelle never talks to her like that. Always shooting a warm smile and endlessly complimenting the older woman about her beauty or her skills. It’s childish of her to think that way since people interact differently depending on the person. But she can’t shake off that annoyance within her chest no matter how hard she tries.   “March! Look what Natasha got for us.” Stelle runs back to her with a quiet excitement on their face— holding three paper bags that smell very similar to Belobog Sausages and Snapper Jam Appetizer.   March accepts the paper bag the doctor made for them and gives an enthusiastic wave at her to show her gratitude. She’s too kind for March to dislike. In fact, there’s nothing to hate about Natasha because she is too perfect!   “The other one is for Danheng, by the way. Don’t accidentally eat it.” Stelle chuckles when they receive an offended look.   March defends herself as they step out of the clinic. “I would never! What do you take me for? I’m not a glutton like you!” She says it with more intensity than she would like. That nagging feeling is still burning at the back of her head.   Stelle notices immediately the firm look on March’s usually cheerful face. They bite their lip nervously.   “Sorry.” Stelle blurts out– causing March to stop and look back at them with a raised brow.   “Why are you apologizing?”   Stelle only shrugs. “I don’t know. You seem tense whenever we hang out together. Did I do something wrong?”   March’s expression softens at the restlessness that paints Stelle’s face. “N-no. You didnt do anything. I guess I just slept on the wrong side of the bed.”   Stelle doesn’t look convinced by her obvious lie. “Please be honest. Did I do anything to offend you?”   It always confuses March how someone who can be as mischievous and silly as Stelle can switch to someone who can be serious and considerate. She shouldn’t be surprised considering she witnesses Stelle’s acts of kindness to other people almost everyday. But March isn’t used to receiving that kind of attention from anyone.   “No. It’s not about that. It's just-” March tries to find the right words. Why should she even lie when she is awful at it? “Why do you always flirt with Miss Natasha?”   The question knocks Stelle out of focus for a second. March can almost see the gears in Stelle’s head turning. “F-flirt?”   “Yeah, flirt.” March blankly says– trying to sound indifferent about this. “You always call her pretty and stuff.”   Stelle narrows their eyes at her– looking just as confused as March is. “Did you think I was flirting with Dr. Natasha?”   “I mean.. W-what else could it be?” This is ridiculous. They're just going back and forth now. “Don’t you find her a-attractive or something?”   Now Stelle looks more bewildered. Their brows furrow down out of displeasure. “Well, she is a pretty woman. But I’m not attracted to her.”   Something inside March smooths out the nervous knots that have been holding her down for quite some time. She releases a heavy sigh– trying not to crack a smile. Stelle has no reason to lie to her about anything. She feels relieved that she was misunderstanding.   But another thought settles within her mind. Why is she relieved about this? Is it actually a crush as Miss Himeko said? Isn’t it too sudden for her to form feelings for someone she sees as a friend?   March shakes the thoughts away. She can see Stelle growing more worried the longer she stays silent.   Thankfully, Stelle breaks the silence with a question that she can’t answer properly. “But… why are you curious anyway? Is there some silent rule like a no dating policy with us Nameless?”   “No, no. Nevermind. Let's just forget about this conversation. We should head back and give this to Danheng.” March forces out a smile before quickly leaving.   Stelle, all confused and worried, follows behind silently and they aren’t able to break the awkwardness between them afterwards.     Stelle silently watches March chatting away to Mr. Welt about something their ears can’t pick up. But it looks like a very enthusiastic conversation as both of them laugh with one another. They look to the other side of the cabin— seeing Himeko brewing her fifth coffee for the last 15 hours.   Danheng approaches Stelle with a critical look on his eye. Nervous by his solemn expression, Stelle raises their hand up out of defeat. “Okay, you caught me. I was the one who put salt in your juice.”   “What?” Danheng squeaks out with a dumbfounded look. “I-I.. what? I wasn’t even here to talk to you about that .”   The expected response amuses Stelle a little. It eases the nerves that they have been feeling about March lately. Or actually the way March has been acting around them.   “I noticed something peculiar with you two.” Danheng starts as he leans against the wall. “It’s very rare to see March all quiet and nice. She only seems to do that with you.”   Stelle can understand Danheng’s worry about this. They always joked about how if March 7th ever became normal , the Astral Express might as well crash land into Herta’s space station. They can tell that Danheng is eyeing them with that sharp look on his face when he is about to interrogate someone.   Stelle takes a sip of their juice and stares elsewhere. “I don’t know either, Danheng. I asked her if she was okay or if I did anything wrong. But she always says that everything is fine and avoids the subject entirely.”    “What subject are we talking about?”   Stelle looks at him— feeling relieved that his eyes look sympathetic. “March told me to forget about it. It wasn’t a weird conversation but it confused me.”   Danheng only hums as he taps his finger rhythmically on his arm. “Is it something to do with March being jealous about you talking to other women?”   Stelle had to stop whatever they were doing or thinking to actually digest the blunt words that were thrown at them. Surprise is an understatement for what she’s feeling.   “Jealous?” They finally push out with difficulty. They can feel heat creep up at the back of their neck. “Is that why she asked that question?…”   Danheng raises a brow at his friend’s cryptic words. “What question?”   “She asked me why I was flirting with Dr. Natasha.” Before Danheng could make a quick scolding of a lifetime, Stelle puts a warning hand in front of his face. “And before you could berate about how unprofessional that is, I wasn’t flirting. I was just giving compliments and nothing else.”   That seems to convince Danheng but he gives a thoughtful hum instead.   “But is that what she was feeling? Jealous that I was flirting with others and not at-“ Stelle stops themselves when Danheng shushes them. They give a short glance at the other room to see that March 7th and others haven’t noticed.   Stelle tries to calm themselves— not wanting to make wild speculation about their friend’s feelings. Exactly, that’s what their relationship actually is. It would be foolish of them to think March actually has feelings for someone like them. March always treated them exactly like a friend.   I mean it’s normal for them to hold hands right? I’ve seen Bronya and Seele do it- Wait, that’s not a good example. Stelle groans at the thought as they rub their face— conflicted between what exactly is real or not.   Danheng notices the conflict brewing in his friend’s face and gives a short smile. “You’ll be fine. Just talk to her about it and be honest.”   Stelle gives a doubtful look at him. Everything Danheng says has always been right— that is the golden rule that they always joked about. So surely this one isn’t an exception either and they are not mistaken about it, right?   Does March actually like them? Or are they just overthinking it?   “How can you be sure it’ll be alright? What if she rejects me and hates me for it?”   Danheng gives a snort— possibly the most sincere reaction they have seen from him. “I doubt she would hate you even if she rejects you— which is unlikely. You know March. She’s too good for that.”   “Right, right..” Stelle nods with a timid smile. “I’ll see what I can do. Thanks Danheng.”   The guard only waves it off as his expression goes back to normal and walks away. Stelle unconsciously grips too hard on their cup of juice out of excitement until they hear something crack.   A sense of dread washes over their bubbling and fluttering feelings.   Everyone stops and stares back at them with shock. Especially Pom-Pom who looks like they are on the verge of passing out.   “AGAIN, STELLE?! AGAIN??”     March notices something different about Stelle. No, it isn’t the fact that they actually brushed their hair this time nor is it that they haven’t bothered the unopened packages in the streets of Luofu.   Maybe it’s just the new lighting. March guesses as she stares at the artificial light that this majestic hexafleet has provided for them. But they’ve been here before and Stelle looked the same as ever.   March finally realizes it when Stelle backs up in front of her and puts an extended arm out to block her out of safety. It would have been normal if there were enemies in front of them. But Stelle was doing it in front of a moving starskiff. Quite dramatic considering it wasn’t even moving that fast but March just shrugs off the thought.   Maybe it's just a reflex. They are naturally considerate but nothing else, right? March fails to hide the smile that threatens to pull upwards– heat from her cheeks blooming at how weirdly charming Stelle is being.   “Space to March, are you good?” Stelle’s worried voice snaps her out of her messy thoughts. “You look flushed. Are you sick?”   March waves them off with a sheepish smile. “I’m not, no worries! Let’s go eat something before we head out.”   Stelle looks at her briefly with that unknown look on their face before nodding. They spot a food stall from a distance and order skewers together. As they take a pleasant stroll around the area. March suddenly remembers something before they went out to this outing.   “Stelle.” March calls and the trailblazer looks up from their phone.   The curious tilt of their head is adorable to say the least. “Yeah, what's up?”   “Remind me again why we decided to visit Luofu? Don’t we have errands to run for Miss Fu Xuan?”   Stelle takes a moment to respond. For some reason, they cast their eyes to the side and rub their hands together nervously. “Why not? Can’t I take my friend out in a nice little sightseeing activity?”   March raises a brow at them. They are also terrible at lying. “Stelle, you haven’t even enjoyed the view in front of you. You’re always too busy bringing me to places. Also, why do you keep staring at me?”   It's very unlike Stelle to waste time considering they hate doing just that. Whenever the trailblazer has tasks to do, they always make sure to finish them as soon as possible. Additionally, Stelle has never expressed an interest in sightseeing before.   Besides, that's March 7th’s thing! She's always the one dragging Stelle and Danheng around.   “S-staring at you?” They almost resemble a tomato from how flushed they are head to neck. Maybe Stelle is the one who’s sick. They’re acting weird today. “Wha- what gave you that impression?”   “Maybe because you keep taking care of me and being all nice to me?” When March says out loud like that, it makes it sound like something romantic. But that isn’t the case between them! They’re strictly friends!   Stelle also looks just as flustered as her. “O-oh, uhm… have I been?”   They receive a small nod. Stelle tries not to tease about how cute her pouty lips are. But instead, they try to make up an excuse rather than admitting that they were staring because of how pretty March is.   “I was looking because of your… new makeup style! Did you do something to your eyeliner?”   They know how shitty that excuse was. March just looks bemused– almost judgemental from how horrible that was.   “Really, Stelle? I haven’t changed my look at all. I’m already cute as it is.” The self-confidence of this woman is astounding.   Stelle tries to divert the topic. “You’re always cute.” That's not right. Goddammit, Stelle.   March blushes at the compliment. It's fine if she admits to herself that she’s cute or if someone else compliments her. It gives her a sense of pride that she has become more feminine since she took hormones and people tell her how pretty she is. But when it comes from Stelle, she can feel her heart ready to jump out.   “T-thank you? I know I am, haha...” Not a great response either. March feels like collapsing from how painfully awkward this has become. Stars, when did her hands become sweaty?   Thankfully, they get interrupted by Stelle’s phone ringing. From the look on their face, it must be Fu Xuan scolding them to get moving.   “Oh! Would you look at that!” March pretends to look at her phone to look at the time. Her phone is dead by the way. “We should really get going with that task we were supposed to do!”   Oh Aeons above, she sounds like she just hit puberty with how clumsy and squeaky she sounds.   Stelle simply nods as they throw the paper plates and skewer sticks at a nearby trash bin. They still have that blush on their face.   With the lingering ticklish air of awkwardness brewing between them, March wonders if Stelle was being sincere with that compliment. It keeps her up the whole day like a broken record. Their delicate and soft voice tickles her red ears the more she thinks about it.   You’re always cute. Fuck. She’s doomed with this crush, isn't she?     Akivili would surely forgive her for swearing their name a thousand times on her plush pillow right?   March doesn’t know what to do with Stelle anymore. The trailblazer still maintains that playful nature whenever they get a teasing opportunity out of March. But there are moments where they fall into this tension-filled state when one of them says something out of the ordinary. Maybe March is overreacting whenever Stelle calls her pretty or holds her hand longer than usual. Maybe she was just being an overexcited idiot when Stelle pulled her in a hug when they binge-watched horror movies in March’s room. March was screaming so Stelle comforted her.   Well, that is the situation she is currently in right now. March throws a halfhearted glare at them. She squeezes her pillow too tight when Stelle rubs their hand over her back. She is ticklish so the sensation feels ten times worse.   “Oh sorry. I forgot.” Stelle shoots a small smile as they retract their hand. “Are you bored? We can do something else.”   March swallows dryly at the implication of that. Maybe she has been reading too many romance books these days. What could possibly happen between them in the intimate privacy of March’s room? Just the two of them sitting together on her bed with the lights off and the only light are the stars flickering from her window. Nothing will happen, right?   Aeons, this is sickeningly romantic. March tries not to grumble about the ever-charming Stelle as she turns on her night light by her bedside.   “Can I play that game you’ve been obsessing over?” March tucks her knees up– causing the pillow to get squished between her chest and legs. “You’ve been having screaming matches about it with Qingque.”   Stelle laughs– probably remembering a certain memory from what March said. “Yeah, of course. I thought you don’t like shooter games?”   March shrugs. She’s just trying to ease off the nerves and maybe doing something different will force her stupid brain to stop being weird.   She watches Stelle set up the gaming console and their controllers. The projector on her wall switches to the menu screen and it’s almost big enough to cover the entire surface. The aesthetic already looks intimidating and gruesome. She should have told Stelle to play that peaceful animal village game instead. But she doesn't have the heart to say anything when she can tell how excited they look.   “Okay. You can watch me play the tutorial first.” They hand over the controller and sit way too close to March. “Just move your joystick and press this button.”   March wasn’t unfamiliar with controllers so she didn’t have a hard time navigating the menus. But it was a whole different experience when the screen switches to her character holding a pistol in front of a target.   Damn, it’s first-person. March is already dreading this.   Thankfully, Stelle doesn’t make fun of her for being terrible at aiming. They patiently help her around– giving her helpful tips that slowly improves her performance. She debates on playing against real players but Stelle insists that she isn’t ready for that. For both of their sakes, she decides to play against bots and increase the difficulty from there.   During one of the matches, Stelle has been watching her carefully rather than the screen. March doesn’t say anything about it. But she can’t lie that it doesn’t make her any less nervous.   “Hold on.” Stelle interrupts and pauses the game for her.   March was about to complain until Stelle’s warm hands envelop her own trembling ones. March feels fire burn her entire face when Stelle squeezes them. Occasionally smoothing their palms over her cold knuckles.   “S-Stelle?” March stutters out. “Something wrong?” She makes the mistake of looking up and seeing Stelle’s solemn face. They look too handsome with the artificial lighting painting the curves of their face.   Stelle shakes their head. Their golden eyes cast over their hands. March grips the controller firmly without realizing.   “Your hands are gonna cramp if you hold it like that.” Stelle finally says when they move March’s hands in a more comfortable position. “You’re cold.” they suddenly comment– probably unconsciously.   That still doesn't help alleviate the jittering nerves coursing through her arms. She forces her voice to work– albeit quiet and strained. “Of course, it is. Six-Phased Ice, remember?”   Stelle only nods and finally lets her go. March almost chases after it but that would be foolish. She’s here to play a game, not play some romantic fantasy that her brain is tricking her into.   They go back to the casual atmosphere. Well, casual is putting it lightly when all March has been doing is scream whenever she encounters an enemy. Stelle only laughs at the exciting reactions their friend is showing. They do have to keep reminding March to stop throwing her body around as if she was actually the character herself or else they’ll be knocked off of this bed.   It was really nice, calming even. She becomes more comfortable with the mechanics of the game. She glows every now and then whenever Stelle compliments her. She tries not to smile like an idiot but it’s hard not to.   Eventually, they had to stop playing when March let out a loud yawn. Stelle puts away the controller and console while March prepares her bed.   “Are you leaving?” As soon as the question leaves her lips, she realizes how stupid it sounds.   Stelle raises a brow. “Do you want me to stay?”   She swears her heartbeat becomes louder in her eardrums after they said that. It looks like Stelle isn’t entirely displeased about the offer. Maybe it’s going to be fine?   March eventually nods her head and pats the one side of her bed. Stelle approaches with a timid smile before shuffling under March’s blanket.   Stelle can smell March’s perfume when they press their face against the pillow. So soft and comforting that it helps coax her to a sleepy state. They watch March turn away from them— the hoodie of her bunny onesie greeting them. Stelle tries not to chuckle at it.   “Stelle.” March calls out quietly. They only reply with a hum.   March fiddles restlessly with her blanket. “This may sound stupid but…”   Stelle lifts their head from the pillow— propping their arm against the bed to raise themselves up a bit. “Like Mr. Yang said, there’s no such thing as a stupid question.”   “You’re right.” March laughs. “But it’s a serious one.”   “Hit me with anything.” Stelle rests their cheek against their palm.   March takes a deep breath— pressing her hands against her chest in hopes that her heart wouldn’t leap out of her chest.   “Do you like me?” She sounds weak and small that Stelle feels something tug in their chest.   There was no hesitation as soon as she asked. “Of course, I do. You’re fun to be with.” Oh, that makes her heart squeeze.   March presses her face square on the pillow and tries not to scream. She tries to talk but it was too muffled for Stelle to hear.   “What did you say?”   March takes her hot face out of the pillow. “N-not asking this as a f-friend.” Oh, she’s done it now.   She can’t see Stelle’s expression. It’s more like she’s afraid of what she will see if she ever turns around. Would they be confused? Offended? Disgusted?   She doesn’t know. But this has been tormenting her for ages. March can’t lie forever and tell them any excuses for how she’s behaving. Besides, Stelle deserves to hear the truth about how she feels.   “Oh.” Stelle sounds pleasantly surprised. That’s a good sign. “You mean…”   March grasps her blanket tightly. “As in a r-romantic sense, yes.”   There is a considerable amount of silence that falls between them afterwards. March feels that anxiety creep up her back— ready to swallow her whole out of shame. She is starting to regret this whole thing. She’s always so reckless and selfish. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked this in the first place. Now Stelle probably hates her and now-   “I do like you.” Stelle answers with a clear voice. March swears her ears are tricking her. “I really like you.”   After hearing it the second time, March forces herself to turn around and is met by the most beautiful sight. The lamp by Stelle’s side is still on so the warm lighting gently cascades over their figure. A wide grin stretches their face. They almost look childish from how happy they look. Their cheeks all round and flushed after confessing so bluntly. The warmth in their golden eyes almost makes her want to turn away again.    March can feel her eyes sting the more she stares at them. “R-really?” Her voice trembles out of hope.   “ Really .” Stelle nods their head and scoots closer. March doesn’t move away and sighs when an arm loops around her waist. “I like you, March.”   March lets herself loose. She squeals against her hands— earning a cheerful laugh from Stelle. Aeons, she has been incredibly worried about her feelings not being reciprocated for so long. She’s a little embarrassed that it was this easy and she has been stressing over nothing.   “I-I thought I was just overthinking it when you kept treating me like that.” March laughs it all out— voice trembling out of excitement. “I thought you do that to others because you’re always so considerate to them.”   “Huh, I guess that’s true. But…” Stelle lays back down and moves closer until they are face to face. That protective hand combs through her soft locks. “I realized now why you were jealous.”   March almost jumps away from that. “J-jealous?! What do you-“   “Oh please. Danheng told me about it.”   March smacks Stelle on the chest— earning another delighted laugh. “That! Y-you! Since when did that guy talk behind my back?!”   “He never did. He just helped me understand you a little bit.” Stelle stops her squirming by pulling her in an embrace. March is still whining against their shoulder.   “If you felt jealous…” Stelle brings her face up by cupping her cheek. “Does that mean you like me too?”   March heats up even more and tries to glare at the trailblazer with all her might. But Stelle only smiles and rubs her head as if she was a puppy.   “Well now I’m not gonna say it!” March huffs as she tries to wrench herself out of their arms. Why are they so damn strong? “You don’t deserve it now!”   “Whaaaat?” Stelle chuckles at how adorable their petty girlfriend(?) is. “Don’t tease me like that, please.”   March smacks them on the chest again. She successfully wiggles herself until her back is fully turned on them. Now she doesn’t have to deal with their stupidly smug face.   She can try her best to be as irritated as possible. But there’s no denying that her heart is basically doing imaginary somersaults and backflips just at the intimate presence of Stelle’s arms looped around her waist. She can feel them tighten when she feels Stelle’s chest shake with laughter. She can feel their breath sigh against her nape— realizing that their lips are close to her skin.   March instinctively rubs her shoulders— trying to calm the goosebumps that are forming around her body. She almost lets out an embarrassing noise when Stelle nuzzles their face against the fluffy mass of hair.   “I can wait then.” Stelle murmurs— trying to search for March’s hand. She gets the hint and clasps their hands together— a promise when they say their next words.   “All I want is for you to be with me.”   March almost hits Stelle just for that cheesy line. But she decides to just let the sleepiness take over her heavy eyelids. She doesn’t reply because she’s way too embarrassed to say anything. Stelle doesn’t seem to mind when she hears light snoring from behind.   It doesn’t take long for March to fall asleep. The only thing she remembers is the soft breathing on her neck and the loving embrace of the caring trailblazer.     “You look as pretty as ever.”   “Stelle, what in the world is wrong with you?”   March looks back at them with a flustered expression. The compliment isn’t unwelcomed but it’s way too random for them to say. But then again, she has witnessed Stelle dig through trash and that’s ridiculously random itself.   But even so, it’s an unfamiliar experience for March to be greeted by a compliment first thing in the morning. Usually, Stelle would tease her about the dark circles under her eyes or make more nonsense jokes that March finds either funny or annoying.   Nonetheless, March is currently facing the problem of trying to deal with this new romantic side of Stelle. Aeons, she hasn’t even had proper breakfast yet.   “Can you behave?” March shushes them by throwing a pillow aiming straight to Stelle’s face. But they catch it, of course they do. “What’s up with you?”   Stelle shrugs as they set the pillow down and leans over the edge of the bed with a playful smile. “Why can’t I compliment how pretty and cute my girlfriend is?”   She’s gonna ignore the fact that Stelle officially sees her as a lover now. It’s not like she can correct them either. She tries her best to not scream about it— no matter how much heat is entering her face.   “You never did this before!” March whines as she smacks their face with another pillow. Stelle remains unfazed as they shoot her an amused look.   “You’re right. But…” Stelle leans closer until their faces are an inch away from each other. “You said you were jealous when I was complimenting Dr. Natasha.”   March presses her hands against her chest— trying to stop herself from how charming Stelle is with that bed hair and sleepy voice. She almost jumps when Stelle takes a thick strand of her light pink hair and plays with it.   March needs to eat soon. Maybe she can win against Stelle’s teasing games with a full stomach.   “Can you drop that already?” March pushes herself off and hides her face in her onesie hoodie. “I shouldn’t have told you that.”   Stelle shakes their head. “Didn’t you want to be treated that way? Am I mistaken?”   “You’re not wrong.” March mumbles loud enough for Stelle to hear. “But you don’t have to force yourself to it.”   Stelle tilts her head to take a good look at March's expression. They still look unsure of Stelle’s sincere feelings. Well, that won’t do. As much as they want to shower March with sweet nothings and pinch her lovable soft cheeks, March would probably hate being pampered like that more than anything.    But I can't help it when she looks so damn cute. Stelle releases a sigh. They will have to restrain themselves for now.   “Just to be clear, I’m not forcing myself.” Stelle sits back to give March some space. “I’ve just been holding back, that’s all.”   March stares back at them with a puzzled face. “Holding back?”   Stelle shrugs. “Yeah. Why else do you think I kept teasing you?”   Something clicks in March’s brain. She recalls every interaction they have done. She opens her mouth.   “Oh. You-“ March releases a short laugh— terribly amused. “Aeons, you’re like those teenage boys that bully their crushes. Got it.”   Now it’s Stelle’s turn to blush. March silently pats herself on the back. “W-well, that’s one way to describe it but-“   “It is exactly like that.” March grins as she approaches the flustered trailblazer with a slow crawl. “You only ever do that to me and no one else. That’s kinda cute.”   Stelle stammers at the closeness. “C-cute?!”   March giggles before pinching their cheeks.   “Come on, cutie. Let’s go eat!”   Stelle pouts as March jumps off of the bed. They didn’t want to leave this pleasant space they have created. But the rumbling in their stomach convinces them that they should get their fill before heading out.   Despite the great change between them and March, they still have to focus on their trailblazing duties. But this time, they will do it together hand in hand.

When Stars Align.

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崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Reader-Insert, Angst, Female Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), reader - Freeform, Blood and Injury, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Not beta read we die like MC’s home planet, Author has ADHD So updates are gonna be a little all over the place, Written Pre-Honkai: Star Rail Release, Author is an Angst Writer, so expect lots of angst, Although there will be fluff, Reader Is Not Trailblazer MC (Honkai: Star Rail), made up statistics in first chapter, dont kill me plz

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. . Who am I? A Question when asked, ninety five percent of the time people would reply with their own name, some would have to think about it, some would have to have another answer for them, although most of the time, the question would be answered by themselves without hesitancy. Four point nine percent of people would only ask themselves that question on the verge of death, reflecting on the life they had lived. and the zero point one percent, would open their eyes with a soft smile as they stare into their hands, "A Guide for the enlightened." If anyone overheard the words, they would furrow their eyebrows in perplexity or eyes widening in wonder. "What do you Mean By That?" The zero point one percent of people would turn, blinking in interest, "A Guide for the Enlightened, that's who i am." The other would shake their head, "No, No No, That's what you are.. i suppose, I'm pretty sure you're thinking of the question you just murmured wrong. Who am I means your thinking of what your name is, right?" ".. My... Name..?" "Yeah.." The zero point one percent would then reply in turn, tilting their head to the side, [H/C] tufts bobbing slightly as Shades of [E/C] opened themselves. "I'm [Name] [L/N], who are you?" .   Not Many understood how your mind worked, those who crossed you just simple weaves of thread added along your embroidery of a journey. You were told your mindset was like a unpredictable river, rushing through the world along the path of fate. You didn't care whether you made an impact on the lives of those you passed, To you, all that mattered was the twines of fate you had received, erupting from the ashes and falling into your hands on that fateful night.     . . You were merely a child, fifteen you had been, when it had happened. Although you had matured quite early in life due to the sudden responsibility of recent wars put on your shoulders due to the prophecies from the stars you were able to decipher. Your parents had left you to fight in the front lines before the people found out about your gift, or... perhaps a curse... who knew? "Young Miss?!" A voice cried out to you from the foot of the cobbled stairs of the temple, you had been seated on your knees, hands clasped together as you muttered hushed wishes under your breath, opening your eyes and turning to the voice, who had finally made their way up to the temple doors, "Kokka? Is Something wrong?" The woman stopped to gasp desperately for breath, "Yes... Yes! Young Miss! The Calamity you have foreseen has arrived!" These words made you stop in your ministrations, forcing you to a stand. The woman named Kokka stood expectantly for some orders, the action made you grimace. It was as if she awaited you to speak of some prediction of what the people needed to do, but the predictions didn't come from your mind on command, they came from the stars, which passed on words of a language she then had to decipher in your head, it took time. You turned on your sandals, flat, metal soles clicking against the wooden floorboards, "Evacuate the Civilians... and... Gather the Higher Ranking Soldiers for battle against the Calamity, the lower ranks can help evacuate the people.." Kokka nodded, rushing back down the stone stairs. A soft exhale fell from your lips, Why did everyone look up to you to make decisions... you weren't even an adult yet... just because the stars held you in their favour didnt mean you were some powerful god... You then raised your head to stare up at the sky, fate truly was a fickle thing... one day it could be the most peaceful days ever to be lived and then the next of horror and suffering... although, it had been a long time since you first stopped questioning why Destiny  was the way it was. Carefully, You took the sheathed dagger that you had hung on a hook outside the Temple's doors and tied it around the side of your belt, striding down the stone steps, away from the Temple and towards your to be demise. With every step towards the battlefield where the Calamity beast and it's fellow creatures waited for you and the other soldiers, You took time to think, should... you be scared? any other person your age would've not even thought to step forwards, weapon in hand to fight an overpowering foe... even when... you knew the odds were against you? Is this what having more knowledge than the average mortal felt like? Knowing what was to come and the fact you might not be able to change a thing.. The thought left a bitter taste in your mouth... Then finally, the noises of battle reached your ears, although, it seemed more like a one sided slaughter, the silvery blue creatures tore through waves and waves of soldiers, and in the sky the Calamity beast waited for the struggle, the resistance, to end. You drew the dagger, the silver glint of the blade reflecting in the starry night. The last line of soldiers in front of you fell at the hands of the enemy, and you were hastily engaged with several of the beasts. You knew, deep down even without a prediction, that you were absolutely no match for these creatures, you had basic knowledge of self defense and would surely be torn to pieces. You brought the dagger down onto the armored body of the nearest silvery creature, which shrieked in pain, reeling back. You took the opportunity to kick harshly at the chest of another one of the beasts, teeth clenched in your jaw as the force sent you and the enemy apart. And then, in the corner of your eyes, you noticed the purple and golden bladed arm cut through at you, slashing through the side of your torso, crimson spilling from the wound, splattering and staining the fern and greenery underneath your feet. You pivoted on one of your feet, burying the dagger into the creature's chest, tearing out the blade and watching as it turned to ashes. And yet, with this distraction, another silvery blue creature found its way behind you, weapon driving into the back of your leg. As you thudded against the ground, you threw the dagger, the blade sinking into the diamond shape in the middle of the monster's face, throwing it backwards. Now weaponless, you immediately began to crawl with your injured leg towards the dagger, hand stretched out desperately for the hilt, only for your arm to slam against the ground midway, another one of the purple and gold blades pinning your arm to the earth below. You let out a strangled cry of pain, the burning feeling behind your eyes turning to tears. And then, just as how quickly the battle had begun, it was over. The Silvery armored creatures leaving only the dead and dying, fleeing in preparation for the Calamity that would descend and destroy the planet they had loved so dear. You laid upon the dirt and dust, slowly bleeding out, your voice coming out raspy and hoarse. "No..No no no... this.. this cant be.. it..." Weakly raising your free hand, you grasped the hilt of the blade in your arm, pulling it out with a pained cry, letting the metal hit the ground beside you, you sat upon your knees, weeping, pitiful sobs falling from your lips from both the overwhelming emotional and physical pain. "Please... don't let this... be the end...i can still be useful... i swear.. just... please..." You whispered, hands shakily clasping together and head raised to the sky, the bloodied bodies of the soldiers littered all around, all was silent. Until the noise of something rapidly falling shot through the sky, something that brightly glowed and then it was plunging into a shallow pile of nearby ash. For a few moments, you stared with wide eyes, before slowly and wobbly getting up, using the sword that had been used to keep your arm pinned to the ground being used as something to hold you up and stable, hobbling over to the ash pile, collapsing in front of it  , reaching towards the glow with a quivering hand. You dug in the ash for a little, before your fingers brushed against a warm item, you grabbed at it , wincing at the bursting white light in your face. Finally, after a few seconds, you were able to slowly open your eyes, a round , glowing sphere sitting in the palm of your hand, and with the energy it was giving off..You knew what it was.. "A.. Star..?" you murmured, hope flickering in the pits of your [E/C] eyes. Then, in another language, a hushed whisper echoed in your mind. You listened, recognizing it immediately. You sat there for maybe ten minutes, deciphering the language in your head, the language of the stars, then, the prediction was spoken from your mouth after you had completed the mental translation of what you had been told. "Live... The Guide of The Enlightened, Walk across the stars to find your destiny... and when you find the enlightened... lead them to their own truth and fate..." You were still and silent for a second, before moving to a stand, "I know... what i must do... Thank you.." and then, raising the star above your head, you clenched your fist, the star shattering, a foreign energy overtaking your body, and then, you disappeared, just as the planet you had formerly been on simply.. shattered, cease to exist, its remains floating like meteorites among the sea of darkness that was space.   And somewhere, far away, a mission had been given to a Maroon haired Woman. . After your transportation, you find yourself on a new planet with new people. With the Help of some Locals, you begin to get to know wherever you have found yourself. Holyyy! Honkai Star Rail is finally out! I’ve already gotten to the Xianzhuo part of the story- How did you like this chapter? Since we have no one ( Canon character wise ) else to really interact with, this chapter is a bit shorter than my usual chapters, Once we get to the main storyline though, chapters will become longer! ^^ Anyways, So Long Trailblazers and till the next chapter! `With the End of One thing… The beginning of another starts anew…` You woke with a stir, eyes opening to a warm, amber toned sky. The shattered pieces of the fallen star still laid upon your hand. Slowly, you sat up, looking up at the wavering, clouded sky... it was beautiful to say the least.... moving to a stand and pocketing the shattered star remains, you looked around, you appeared to be in a forest, the grass and bushes around slightly charred due to the energy burst of the transportation. "What a.. interesting place.." Spiralling plants of cyan swayed in the dark blue foliage, glowing bugs whizzing around daintily in the sky above. Was this planet inhabited? or was there civilization. You looked up, seeing whether the stars would give you an answer... and yet... silence... it appeared you'd have to work this out on your own... that was fine, you didn't mind putting some investigation skills to work... after all, it would be wrong to try and rely only on your abilities, right? You continued your Walk, Admiring the Slowly moving brightly coloured flowers around you. Creatures that you had no idea existed Rushing away as they heard your footsteps… and It was then as you directed your vision forwards, you noticed a cliff a couple metres away. You Hastily rushed over to the Front of the cliff, the purple toned Waist length Ferns tickling your sides, and then, you saw what was below. Spires of what appeared to be Marble spun up to the sky in the middle of the city, Brightly lit Lights popping up , A Marble Domain sat in the middle of the place ( Which held the Spires. ) and around a large wall was was appeared to be a surrounding City of houses. It was… Beautiful to say the very least. At most, it felt like an increasingly exquisite and Enchanting Dream… That… You couldn’t help but stare with wide eyes at… People…? You hurriedly turned to the path the led down the cliff, nearly stumbling as you did so, Walking ( Albeit rather hastily ) down the path. And finally, you approached the bridge of the vast city, Staring in wonder at all the Merchants with their stalls, the people who talked and whispered amongst eachother, There were people with long elven like ears and different coloured skin, People with Bird wings, and regular Humans too. Some glanced or stared at you, which was understandable since you were covered in dirt and dried blood… so you couldn’t really judge. Finally, You made it to the gates… A Large towering wall with glittering and glowing crystals adoring its opening, “It’s… Beautiful…” You murmured, eyes wide as you stared at your surroundings. “Yeah, it is isn’t it?” A Voice suddenly spoke up from behind you, you flinched slightly, having not of expected any social interaction. You turned to look at the person who had spoken, being met with Long, elegant black hair and bright cerulean eyes, She wore a grey blouse, a long, mossy green skirt with a cream coloured Apron overtop. She looked you up and down with a concerned look, “Apologies for scaring you, I was simply concerned about your well-being… I’m surprised no body asked sooner… A Young person wandering the streets, covered in injuries and seemingly lost…” You stared at the woman for a moment in shock, “Oh- I’m… Sorry mam for worrying you… I’m alright though-“ “Nonsense… I’m surprise your still standing, I have some medical supplies at my stall, give me a moment.” You sighed, sitting down at a nearby bench as you waited for the worried woman. She arrived five minutes later, holding a bag of some sort, placing it beside you and began to tend to your wounds, “Ah- right, My Name is Sera, A Pleasure to meet you.” She beamed vibrantly, so much so you couldn’t help but wince slightly at how bright it was… ”Call me [Name].” You replied, fiddling with a ring you had found in your pocket while waiting for the woman, Sera hummed happily as she finished off her work, “There we go! You don’t seem to be from around here… right?” Slowly, you nodded, there was no point in hiding it, Your clothes differed drastically from the citizens and merchants here. Sera frowned slightly, ”I see… Do you have anywhere to stay? I can give you some money and direct you to the nearby Tavern if you wish!” Hastily, you shook your head at her words, “Oh- No no- I’ve bothered you more than Necessary…”  Even with your concerns, Sera shook her own head, the black hair on her head swishing side to sided “Nonsense, you haven’t bothered me what’s so ever! please, take it as a gift for now.” She placed what seemed to be a coin pouch in your hands, pointing down a street, “If you go that way, you’ll find the Crystal Tavern, It’s pretty difficult to miss.” You sighed, “Thank you.. but… why help me?” Sera chuckled, “Why not? You’re a child wandering a new place with nowhere to go, I want to make sure you get somewhere safe.” …such a kind hearted woman… with an exchange of goodbyes, you both parted ways. Walking down the cobbled street, the Smell of both Bread, Hot food and Wine drifted through the air, Merchants and street performers calling out and moving around while Citizens went about their day… A peaceful life… Finally, you reached a tall, Oak and Stone building, Hopping up the steps and reaching out to the handle of the wooden front door, pushing it open with a grunt, Immediately, The sound of chatter and music filled your ears. Several seats and tables scattered around the Tavern, a bar sitting in the back with a bulky man with a beard standing behind the counter, Several of the bird winged people were sat at a table, laughing and exchanging jokes, and the source of the music you traced to a pretty young woman sitting at the bar, Lyre in hand. Several other people were also sat down, and it would be a Lie to say that everyone in there was being quiet. The atmosphere was lively, cheerful and welcoming. You took a deep breath of air, Wandering over to the bar, The Bartender glancing over at you, “Hello, What can I get you?” His voice was deep and gruff as he spoke, You fidgeted in your spot, a sudden feeling of Anxiety and shyness washing over you, “Erm… Hello? Sorry- Um, Could I buy a Room for the night please?” He nodded, You placed the correct amount of coins onto the counter, took the key and hastily proceeded upstairs. The room was quite cosy, there was a desk, a bed and a wardrobe, a window placed on the opposite end of the bed, the sunset shone down, glimmering brightly. It was… nice, to say the least, the living conditions back at your original planet was alright for one that was going through a war, but nothing compared to the comfort of this room. With a sigh, you climbed into the bed, and shut your eyes, welcoming sleep with open arms.  .❁. As one whose fate was tied with the stars, it wasn’t just Auditory Glimpses of the future you were given, but also Visual Glimpses, these glimpses took shape in the land of dreams… Warm, Amber eyes and Red hair. Calculating Brown eyes and Brunette hair. Bright Magenta and Blue eyes with Baby pink hair. Cold Green eyes and Black hair.. You didn’t recognise these figures with features you could barely decipher, it was too blurry, but, never had they ever appeared in any Vision you had dreamt before, but, their presence brought hope, Warmth. You paused within the dreamland, hearing something behind you, turning around, noticing three figures further away from you, A Girl laying down against a wall with grey hair and yellow eyes, A Red wine coloured hair woman with a similar eye colour, crouching in front of the first girl, and a Short girl with Grey hair and eyes. The Red wine coloured Hair woman seemed to be speaking, but you were far too far away to hear what she was saying, Hastily, You began to step forwards, each step echoing within the dreamland. But slowly, you felt it slip away from you, the scene fading as the wine red coloured hair woman stood up, her head slightly turning to glance at you, words falling from her cherry red lips, her voice like sweet honey, you couldn’t help but hang onto the words like it was the last thing you would ever hear, ”When you have the chance to make a choice… make one you won’t regret…” And with her silky voice finishing off those words, perhaps not even meant for you, everything went to black.  .❁. It was safe to say you awoke in a cold sweat that morning, the woman and the people from your dream vision plaguing your mind, but especially her, the red wine coloured hair woman. Even as you walked downstairs, thanking the bartender and paid for some buttered toast for a morning meal, the thoughts about who they all were and when you would meet constantly there… Were they Enemies..? Friends..? People you would meet once and forget about? You doubted it, While the Auditory Future whispers from the stars were about either Prophecies or Things that would happen, Major or Minor, while the visions from your dreams were about important events and moments in your life… ”I need to figure this out…” You murmured under your breath, clenching your fist slightly,  Although the Elven like person sitting a table away looked at you a little weirdly due to your mumbling, not to mention you still hadn’t changed your clothes, you quickly noticed this, perhaps your first move should be buying some new clothes… your first mission. The air of the morning was definitely more different than the one during the evening, children giggled as they ran across the streets, Yelping and Tagging each other in their games, Elderly couples sat on nearby benches or walked under umbrellas as to hide from the Bright sun above. Voices of Stall owners of Fruit, Meat or random collections called out to nearby passering travellers and citizens, and the smell of fresh bread wafted through the air from a nearby bakery. You couldn’t help but take a deep breath of air in, the atmosphere already calming your nerves. You wandered down the steps of the Tavern, Looking around with wide, curious eyes, Where would somewhere that sells clothes even be.. Perhaps you could ask somebody… You looked over at a nearby older Lady who was seemingly selling some herbs and incense, “Um, Excuse me? Sorry for bothering you but can you tell me where I can buy some clothes?” She looked over at you, smiling, “Of course Deary! The Closest shop is down this road on the left!” Huh, everything was so close together, convenient. You proceeded down the street, listening to the soft sounds of the chimes hung up nearby, it all felt… so unreal.. which was understandable since all you had ever known was war and suffering. The Clothes shop you had finally arrived was.. actually quite nice, back at home you had to make your own clothes after your mother had gone to the front lines, and pretty much every shop was rather plain …. so there was never any fancy buildings like this. A bell attached to the door rang as you stepped inside, you immediately noticed the extreme amount of sunflower themed decorations around the room. “Woah..” You couldn’t help but pause and gaze around the room for a minute, before beginning to move, looking through different pieces of clothing, and then, you saw it. A grey blouse, A Black Corset belt, some dark [F/C] cotton trousers, a pair of black combat boots and over the top was a draped cloak that reached about to your elbows with a large hood, a perfect outfit for a traveller. It was safe to say you left the store with the coin pouch you had been given a little lighter. Mission get some new clothes, Complete!

weird people but is that actually weird

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崩坏3rd | Honkai Impact 3rd (Video Game), 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game), 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)

Fu Hua/Kiana Kaslana | K-423/Raiden Mei, Kiana Kaslana | K-423/Raiden Mei, Fu Hua/Kiana Kaslana | K-423, Seele Vollerei/Bronya Zaychik, Kallen Kaslana/Yae Sakura, Bianca Astagina | Durandal/Rita Rossweisse

Kiana Kaslana | K-423, Raiden Mei, Fu Hua, Bronya Zaychik, Seele Vollerei, Murata Himeko, Theresa Apocalypse, Veliona (Honkai Impact 3rd), Sin Mal, Rozaliya Olenyeva, Liliya Olenyeva, Rita Rossweisse, Bianca Astagina | Durandal, Kallen Kaslana, Yae Sakura, Herrscher of Sentience (Honkai Impact 3rd), Sirin (Honkai Impact 3rd), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Kevin Kaslana, Elysia (Honkai Impact 3rd), Eden (Honkai Impact 3rd), Kalpas (Honkai Impact 3rd), Kosma (Honkai Impact 3rd), Griseo (Honkai Impact 3rd), Pardofelis (Honkai Impact 3rd), Aponia (Honkai Impact 3rd), Su (Honkai Impact 3rd), Mobius (Honkai Impact 3rd), Keqing (Genshin Impact), Fischl (Genshin Impact), Klee (Genshin Impact), Nahida (Genshin Impact)

we're on chapter three now, its time to add the tagsss, Swearing, Sexual Humor, homicidal jokes, these jokes are not targeted towards anyone, Kiana/Mei/Fu hua are married, so are Bronya and Seele, Kallen and Yae are also married, Rita and Bianka are getting there, the others are either single or they dont care, some pairings are mentioned but that doesnt mean i ship em, they are there for the jokes, i hope i dont offend anyone :(, Theresa and Himeko friendship is adorable, HSR Seele and Bronya makes an appearance, Welt is a chad we love him, enemies to lovers troupe for HSR Seele and Bronya, flame chasers gc™, we welcome keqing fischl and klee to this happy circus, keqing get bullied YET AGAIN, they appear at chap 6 if you need it, Nahida is mentioned like multiple times, let me have my genshin x honkai crumbs pls

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[fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin       [skyscraper heels] Okay which mf thought it was a good idea to leave the dishes unwashed [skyscraper heels] Reveal yourself now [bitter melon is horrible] i thought no one was home? [bitter melon is horrible] my name is so not true [fried tuna] ratioed [herscherr of unreasonable] i thought we ordered take-out instead of cooking? [killing spree] its not gonna stop anyone from cooking [fried tuna] why would u cook when we ordered take-outs? [killing spree] idk maybe bcs i want to EAT?  [killing spree] im not saying its me tho [fu hua] Kiana is clearly out of the picture [fried tuna] hey u dk that >:( [dorms mom] i can confirm. i've been with her the whole day.  [fu hua] that means its not you if you have been with Kiana the whole day [fried tuna] i cant confirm this testimony  [fried tuna] i am legally blind [killing spree] how tf do you type then [fried tuna] just bcs im blind doesnt mean i lost every other thing i have  [killing spree] that doesnt answer my damn question [sealy] hello bitchessss [killing spree] oh no [herscherr of unreasonable] oh god seele did you have too much cake [fried tuna] blink if you need help [a living disappoinment] hii!! this is seele cause sin mal stole my phone :((((((( [fried tuna] ouh ok that make sense [a living disappointment] veliona can you tell sin mal to give back my phone :(((((( pretty pleaseeeee [killing spree] @sealy give back seeles phone [sealy] haha [sealy] no [sealy] also fuck you [killing spree] you fucking piece of shit [killing spree] at the stairs. now. [dumb] NOT THE STAIRS [dumber] roza you idiot shut up you're bothering others [waiters do be serving] did she actually yelled irl [dumb] I AM NOT AN IDIOT [dumber] i begged to differ  [dumber] and yes she did madam rita [fried tuna] madam rita lol [waiters do be serving] i thought fish cant survive on land [9th grade syndrome] just like her mom lol [herscherr of scam] THAT IS JUST VIOLATION [fried tuna] MY MOM IS YOUR MOM TOO SIRIN [bow with the legs] which one tho [herscherr of scam] HELP ANSNSJSK DURANDAL ENDED HER IM SHITTING TEARS [dorms mom] i [fried tuna] nansjsJKLASTOPPPP [killing spree] someone pls help kiana stole my phone [dumb] then who is this?? [dumber] its veliona? [dumb] but that's already veliona's phone?? how is she typing on her phone but said that kiana stole her phone??? [herscherr of scam] the confusion is real [killing spree] KIANA GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE [herscherr of unreasonable] HOE ABOUT NO [waiters do be serving] lmao the typo i cant  [herscherr of unreasonable] SHUTBIT YOU DEMON SPAWN IN SREIOUS [herscherr of unreasonable] SHIT [herscherr of scam] SURE YOU ARE HAHAHAHA [killing spree] sorry this is the real veliona now [killing spree] kiana stole bronyas phone and she took my phone to tell you guys [fu hua] i think bronya is about to kill kiana [dorms mom] its a normal day i guess [herscherr of unreasonable] OKAY SO THIS IS KIANA [herscherr of unreasonable] LIVE BROADCASTING OF BRONYA TRYING TO KIRSER ME SO SOMEONE GET THE PLCIES [herscherr of scam] shes trying to kiss you? [herscherr of scam] yeah better call the cops on that one [killing spree] so kianas turning into snow white [a living disappointment] but snow white was saved by a kiss??? [killing spree] sweetie this aint disney  [herscherr of unreasonable] BRONYA IS TYRNA KLIL ME [9th grade syndrome] i can not understand nor comprehend that [a living disappointment] she meant kill :P [9th grade syndrome] ah ic thx sinmal [9th grade syndrome] oh wait no you're seele [9th grade syndrome] wait are you sinmal or seele??? [sealy] its seele [9th grade syndrome] oh hi seele [9th grade syndrome] waiT HWAT [skyscraper heels] are yall gonna ignore my question or what [sealy] what [skyscraper heels] i asked who didnt wash the dishes?? [sealy] no i know that  [skyscraper heels] then?? [sealy] you asked and i answered [skyscraper heels] huh [skyscraper heels] ouh [skyscraper heels] you little shit seele where are you im gonna beat you up [a living disappointment] thats not me :(((((( this is seele!!! sinmal stole my phone TT^TT [skyscraper heels] ouh i see [skyscraper heels] im sorry seele 💜 [skyscraper heels] also that username does not suit you  [a living disappointment] its okay!! [dumb] we dont deserve you seele [fried tuna] OH MY FKXING GOD KIANA GIVE MY PHONE BACK [herscherr of scam] OHH SHES MAD [killing spree] its her game time no wonder [herscherr of unreasonable] COME AND GET IT COWARD [fried tuna] IM TRYING SO STAY PUT [dumb] thats not how it works?? [dumber] whose side are you on roza [dumb] THATS NOT HOW IT WORKS [killing spree] TF YOU MEAN THATS NOT HOW IT WORKS ROZALIYA SPEAK IN HUMAN LANGUAGE PLS [sealy] you guys are literally not meant to work out [a living disappointment] it will work out dont worry!! [bitter melon is horrible] two types of people [dorms mom] and theres another type of person who doesn't wash the dishes [bitter melon is horrible] ITS NOT ME [dorms mom] I SAW YOU COOKED THAT BITTER MELON JUICE [9th grade syndrome] now why would you ever cook bitter melon juice [bitter melon is horrible] I DIDNT?? [dorms mom] YES YOU DID [bitter melon is horrible] I DID NOT. STOP IT [dorms mom] then why is the microwave messy? [yae sakura] . [herscherr of scam] alxbslsklazYAE NOOO [fu hua] . [fu hua] im so sorry himeko. i-i-i cant keep defending you [dorms mom] what?? [bitter melon is horrible] I CLEARLY MICROWAVED IT YOU IDIOT [bitter melon is horrible] WAT DOES FHAT HAVE TO DO EITH THE DISHES [skyscraper heels] . [skyscraper heels] sensei im sorry but you're washing the dishes  [dorms mom] WHTA [fried tuna] you know what [sealy] i dont [fried tuna] shut up sin mal i dont wanna hear that from you and give seele her phone back [fried tuna] kiana keep my phone yours is more interesting  [herscherr of unreasonable] WAIT NO [herscherr of unreasonable] HOLD UP [fried tuna] AJDOYKNKLAKSA [9th grade syndrome] ??? [herscherr of scam] and another soldier is lost [herscherr of unreasonable] JJSHKAAN OMG [fried tuna] DONT GO THROUGH MY PHONE YOU FUNNY [9th grade syndrome] ew out of all people, kiana is not funny [herscherr of unreasonable] ONE DAY [herscherr of unreasonable] ONE DAY I WILL THROW YOU OUT THE WINDOW [9th grade syndrome] lol i doubt [herscherr of unreasonable] BIJ— [fried tuna] omg i just strucked gold [herscherr of unreasonable] I SWEAR BRIONYA DONT [herscherr of unreasonable] PLS STIP BRINGA [bow with the legs] with that typing i doubt she would [herscherr of unreasonable] SITP JUGDING MY WAY OF TPYING [bow with the legs] kianass i dont want to but [herscherr of scam] 'kianass' LMAOOO [bitter melon is horrible] dura.dal have you been lurking  [bitter melon is horrible] i meant *durandal [bow with the legs] yeah i joined in cause it seemed fun [dumb] so you join just to bully kiana [bow with the legs] no im in love with her [waiters do be serving] wait what [a living disappointment] wait really?? :0 [killing spree] no seele shes lying [bow with the legs] no im kidding seele [bow with legs] i join because i wanted to bully kiana [waiters do be serving] #girlboss [herscher of unreasonable] SHUT UP DURANDAL YOU AND YOUR STUPID CHEATS [bow with the legs] lmao suffer [bow with the legs] btw kiana is in love with bronya  [herscherr of unreasonable] NO IM NOT [a living disappointment] WAIT WHAT [killing spree] seele calm down shes lying [sealy] look whose talking [sealy] aint got no man lyin around [killing spree] yeah cuz we are all fucking lesbians go figure sonmal [sealy] DONT MISSPELL MY NAME YOU MORTAL [killing spree] CANT STOP ME BIJ AND IM IMMORTAL IDIOT [dumb] GASP [dumb] HELLO I AM BISEXUAL  [dumb] I APPRECIATE BOTH MAN AND WOMAN  [dumb] BOTH ARE HOT ALL ARE HOT [dumb] i am deeply offended :( [dorms mom] as another bisexual, i am also deeply offended [herscherr of unreasonable] YOUR BI??? [dorms mom] how dare you kiana [bow with the legs] *you're [herscherr of unreasonable] stip correcitng mf [bow with the legs] lol cant [bitter melon is horrible] no cause kianas right tho [bitter melon is horrible] no one thought you're bi himeko [dorms mom] a lot of man just not the right one [killing spree] wise saying indeed [sealy] shut up scorpio moon virgor bij [dumb] lmaoo [killing spree] im not even scorpio the heck [sealy] same to you roza [dumb] WHY CANT YOU BE LIKE KIANA [sealy] SHES THE LAST PERSON I WANT TO BE [herscherr of unreasonable] IS THIS A KIANA  SLANDER MOMENT? [herscherr of unreasonable] MEI DO SOMEHTING [skyscraper heels] no keep going [herscherr of unreasonable] baBE WHAT [yae sakura] seems like girlfriend loyalty doesnt exist [a living disappointment] neither does friend loyalty :( [fu hua] who hurt u [yae sakura] who hurt seele [kiling spree] its on sight [a living disappointment] sin mal pls give my phone back :(((((((( [a living disappointment] i miss my phone DDDDDD; [sealy] when i say no, you say no [sealy]  n o [sealy] and when were you my friend [dumb] see this is why youre depressed [dumber] nah shes traumatized not depressed roza idiotka [dumb] STOP CALLING ME THAT IM NOT AN IDIOT [dumber] i begged to differ, pt 2 [fried tuna] guys i just strucked gold  [fried tuna] kiana gOT A NSFW DISCORD SERVER [fried tuna] kianaNSFWdc.jpeg [bitter melon is horrible] awh sheets [herscherr or unreasonable] BRONYA STAPH [herscherr of scam] INCH RESTING [herscherr of scam] blackmailsc_13.jpeg [killing spree] OHO THIS IS A GOOD ONE AND IM SAVING THAT [herscherr of unreasonable] BRONYA IM SORRY OKAY PLS STOP [herschere of unreasonable] IM BEGGING YOU PLS [herscherr of scam] im begging begging begging you~ [fried tuna] omg kiana just requested a commission from a nsfw artist [herscherr of unreasonable] OMG BRINUAPLS [fried tuna] stop misspelling my names and maybe i would [fried tuna] no promise tho [waiters do be serving] kianas messages just hurt my eyes [herscherr of unreasonable] GO AWY ADN LEAVE ME AOLNE [herscherr of unreasonable] OKAY BRONYA [herscherr of unreasonable] I'LL GIVE YOU BACK MY PHONE AND YOU'LL GIVE ME MINE [fried tuna] i dont trust you [dumb] wow kiana spelling correctly this is getting scary [dumb] wait that rhymed [herscherr of unreasonable] TRUST ME [dorms mom] people who says that are the least to be trusted [dorms mom] i have trust issues dont mind me [killing spree] i really dont understand any of you [fried tuna] okay okay i'll trust you in this one [herscherr of unreasonable] YES YES [herscherr of unreasonable] OKAY YOU GO FIRST [fried tuna] what no you go first [herscherr of unreasonable] YOU SAD YOU TRUST ME JUSST GO FISRT [fried tuna] NO YOU STOLE MY PHONE FIRST SO YOU GO FIRST [herscherr of unreasonable] YOU SAID YOU TRUST TRUST ME ON THIS ONE  [herscherr of unreasonable] SO GOVE MR MY PHINE FIRST [fried tuna] i take back what i said i dont trust you [herscherr of unreasonable] BRONYS PLS  [waiters do be serving] this is literally hurting my eyes i can not [waiters do be serving] why cant you people type properly?? [herscherr of unreasonable] PLESSE JUT TRUST ME [waiters do be serving] like you people cannot be okay [bitter melon is horrible] kiana gurl u okay there? [sealy] hello!! this is seele now :D sin mal decided to give back my phone and i gave back her phone [herscherr of scam] correction *sin mal was severly forced and threatened by veliona to give back seeles phone [a living disappointment] thank you for not going through my phone [sealy] oh i would never invade others privacy!! [yae sakura] why cant you two be like seele and sin mal [a living disappointment] dont put my name with her [killing spree] im coming for your short ass  [justice is my middle name] bronya and kiana pls stop screaming around the house like you went through divorced 7 times [justice is my middle name] other than fu hua and himeko of course [dorms mom] slander and betrayal [bitter melon is horrible] says the person with trust issues  [dorms mom] THIS IS SLANDER RITA DO SOMETHING [waiters do be serving] no keep going [dorms mom] KAHSKABZLAUE [9th grade syndrome] and you broke her [waiters do be serving] shicksal disbanded years ago [waiters do be serving] yall are late to the party [yae sakura] cringe [killing spree] says the furry [yae sakura] IM NOT A FURRY I JUST LOOK LIKE A FOX [yae sakura] IS THAT WRONG [a living disappointment] no its not [a living disappointment] its a mistake [a living disappointment] like you [bow with the legs] I— woah [herscherr of scam] :0 [yae sakura] okay where are you miss i do not know who you are BUT LET ME BEAT YOU UP [a living disappointment] YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ME [fu hua] some of you need therapy [herscherr of unreasonable] i'll gt on e when bronya give bsck my phin e [fried tuna] but you stole my phone first? [herscherr of unreasonable] IT WASS A JOEK [fried tuna] should have think twice then [fried tuna] oh i forgot you only have one braincell left and used it up already my bad [herscherr of unreasonable] SHUD UP [herscherr of unreasonable] OKAY BRONYA LETS DO IT AT THE SAMRTIME [fried tuna] like i said i dont trust you [herscherr of unreasonable] PLS BRINYA [bitter melon is horrible] damn so close kiana [herscherr of unreasonable] I SWEAR ON MY DAILY MEI MEAL SET [fu hua] if shes including her food then shes for real [fried tuna] okay okay since class monitor said so [fu hua] can you stop calling me that [fu hua] it makes me feel old [herscherr of scam] bold of you to assume you arent [fu hua] ... [fu hua] im gonna revoked your daily snack and chill privilege [herscherr of scam] WAIT NO MOM IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT [herscherr of unreasonable] OKAY ON ONE TWO THREE WE HAND [frie tuna] okay [dumb] its so funny to see kiana types in capital and theres bronya who is just replying in lower cases [dumber] ROZALIYA STOP DUBBING WHAT YOU TYPED IN THE GC AND GO TO SLEEP [waiters do be serving] shes saying them irl?? [herschere of unreasonable] OKA BRONYAA [fried tuna] one [fried tuna] two [herscherr of unreasonable] WIAT IS IT ON THREE OR AFTER TREE [fried tuna] three [bitter melon is horrible] YO WHO GOT MURDERED THERE [herscherr of unreasonable] KIANA YOU DROPPED MY FUKCING PHONE [fried tuna] IM SORRY [fried tuna] I PANICKSD [herscherr of unreasonable] THE CSAE IS BROKEN [killing spree] its so rare to see bronya misspelled [sealy] not really you just dont pay enough attention [dumb] seele is calling veliona dumb AHAHAHHA [dumber] rozaliya pls look at your username and check it again [dumb] AND YOUR USERNAME IS LITERALLY DUMBER [yae sakura] i dont know if thats a pun or not but im still laughing regardless [9th grade syndrome] bronya just ask durandal to buy a new on [9th grade syndrome] shes loaded [fried tuna] her bank account is literally fatter than my pancake [sealy] but you dont even cook pancakes [a living disappointment] ew a sea urchin [sealy] SHUT UP HAWKMOTH  [killing spree] SHYRIEBRKXGSIMS HAWKMOTH JAHSJAHS [dumber] oh no veliona got akumatized [herscherr of scam] AKUMATIZED??KHAJJAJDLALA [fu hua] oh no senti not another stroke [killing spree] THE FCK YOU MEAN AKUMATIZED KASJLSLABCBCURIEKXM [herscherr or unreasonable] veliona dies again, episode 3, season 1.       [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen (See the end of the chapter for notes.)           [fried tuna] okay quick question [fried tuna] is butterfly an animal or an insect?? [bitter melon is horrible] what kind of question is this [dorms mom] huh [dorms mon] good question [a living disappointment] no its not [killing spree] calm down hawkmoth [justice is my middle name] i think butterfly is an animal [yae sakura] kallen i love you [yae sakura] but wtf [yae sakura] butterfly is an insect [dumb] you dont know that [fried tuna] yEAH YOU DONT KNOW THAT YAE [fried tuna] A BUTTERFLY CAN BE AN ANIMAL [a living disappointment] no [dumb] yes [a living disappointment] a butterfly isnt an animal. its literally an insect [bitter melon is horrible] honestly [bitter melon is horrible] butterfly would be an insect right? since caterpillar is an insect too [yae sakura] finally someone with common sense [dorms mom] things can change theresa [killing spree] correct cause im depressed now [justice is my middle name] a depressed person would not come out like that as if this is the lgbt [bow with the legs] this is the lgbt wdym? [waiters do be serving] seems like someone needs a guide and tour around here [fried tuna] lmao get attacked by the two lgbt icons here [fried tuna] im included [herscherr of unreasonable] shut up voldemort  [dumb] VOLDEMORT!?(@+#? [yae sakura] BUTTERFLY IS NOT AN ANIMAL [yae sakura] ITS AN INSECT [yae sakura] ARE YALL STUPID OR DUMB [dorms mom] yae calm down [yae sakura] i will not [yae sakura] this is a matter of life and death [yae sakura] i will not go down without a fight [killing spree] what is this? the hunger games? [dumb] HUNGER GAMES  [fried tuna] HUNGER GAMES AYE [dumb] twin [fried tuna] twinsies [dumber] ROZA?? WHAT ABOUT ME?? YOUR ACTUAL TWIN? [a living disappointment] i hate this [sealy] you hate everything [a living disappoinment] especially you [killing spree] HEY DONT TALK TO HER LIKE THAT [dumber] ???? [dumber] VELIONA JUST [dumber] SHE JUST PUSHED SIN MAL DOWN THE STAIRS [sealy] oh my god... [sealy] deserved [dumber] IM SORRY BUT WHAT??? [waiters do be serving] you kids are concerning sometimes [fu hua] its nice to be so young [herscherr of scam] cant say the same for you  [fu hua] thats it. im trapping you in your room [herscherr of scam] WAIT NO MOM I WAS KIDDING [sealy] isnt butterfly an animal? [a living disappointment] oh fuck its not [sealy] its not??? [fried tuna] no dont listen to her seele [fried tuna] shes trying to akumatize you [a living disappointment] what in the world even is that [dumb] GASP [dumb] SOMEONE HERE DIDNT WATCH MIRACULOUS LADYBUG >:( [dumb] HOW DARE YOU [a living disappointment] i dont even know who tf is this guy hawkmoth [fried tuna] shame [dumb] what a shame [sealy] baby what a shame [a living disappointment] ????? [killing spree] no wonder your username suits you [a living disappointment] FUCK YOU VEL [killing spree] OH YOU WANNA HAVE A GO? [yae sakura] i will melt you people who thinks butterfly is an animal [justice is my middle name] yes melt me all you want queen [bitter melon is horrible] kallen your kink is showing [justice is my middle name] oh shit [herscherr of scam] kinky i see [herscherr of unreasonable] HOES DO NOT NEED VENTILATORS OR LIFE SUPPORTS [herscherr of unreasonable] fuck wrong chat [fried tuna] TF YOU MEAN WRONG CHAT [herscherr of scam] ARE YOU CHEATING ON US [dumb] BETRAYAL  [herscherr of unreasonable] who are you people [herscherr of scam] DONT TRYNA ACT DUMB NOW [dumb] EXPOSED [fried tuna] IM COMING FOR YOUR SHORT ASS [fried tuna] I THOUGHT WE WERE BEST FRIENDS HOW DARE YOU [herschere of unreasonable] when did i ever agreed to that [herscherr of unreasonable] this is harrassment i have not given my consent [fried tuna] YOU— [herscherr of unreasonable] and i am not short you dumbass [herscherr of unreasonable] btw kiana always tries to peek whenever mei is changing her clothes [dorms mom] what the fuck kiana [skyscraper heels] im sorry what? [fried tuna] MEI IS HOT AF OKAY [killing spree] simp [sealy] simp [bittermelon is horrible] simp [herscherr of scam] simp [herschere of unreasonable] simp [dumb] simp [bow with the legs] SIMP [waiters do be serving] simp [a living disappointment] is it too late to quit now? [herscherr of unreasonable] yeah [fried tuna] AM NOT [fried tuna] MEI IS JUST REALLY HOT LIKE MAAM STEP ON ME PLS [fried tuna] WAIT THATS NOT WHAT I MEAN [skyscraper heels] wha [fu hua] this is weird for me to say but [fu hua] i agree with kiana mei is actually very hot  [herscherr of scam] SHE ADMITS IT ALSHKAHSJAK [dorms mom] mei succeeded in life what about you theresa [bitter melon is horrible] i swear the moment i see you i will break your knee caps [dorms mom] see this is why short people are scary [dorms mom] i am anxious whenever im near someone short cause they might bite my knee caps [dorms mom] its hard being tall [sealy] so is butterfly an animal or insect?? [herscherr of scam] neither [bitter melon is horrible] DID SENTI JUST THREW A BUTTER ACROSS THE ROOM??")#(%+?@)#)# [dorms mom] SENTI YOU SICKASS [dumb] NOT THE BUTTER [skyscraper heels] she took the word 'butterfly' way too literally [bitter melon is horrible] OMGHKGKDLS THE BUTTER HIT HIMEKO HELP [bitter melon is horrible] HER NOSE IS FLAP NOW [bitter melon is horrible] HIMEKO IS CHASING SENTI NOW [herscherr of scam] IT FLEW BUT ONLY FOR S FEW SECONDS [dumb] HOW CAN YOU STILL TYPE WHILE BEING CHASED [herscherr of scam] MULTI TASK NO JUTSU [herscherr of unreasonable] himeko sensei could never [dorms mom] YOURE ON MY SHITLIST BRONYA [fu hua] you stopped running just to type that [killing spree] welp i was worried for nothing cause himeko is slow compared to senti [herscherr of scam] you were worried?? [herscherr of scam] i thought you only care about seele [herscherr of scam] this is human evolution right in front of our eyes guys [dumb] HSHSHSHSH [fried tuna] WE ARE EVOLVING [a living disappointment] why did i do to deserve this torture [killing spree] oh shut it you worldly dumbass [fried tuna] i read that and was reminded of world serpent [bitter melon is horrible] oh god no [crab rave] this is why i hate you kiana [fu hua] pls thats our dark past we do not talk about that shit [sealy] can world serpent just disappear already [mop head] can we not mention world serpent at all? my peace is being disturbed here [skyscraper heels] did tesla and einstein just went online to say that...? [yae sakura] yall can suffer i was a part of world serpent [justice is my middle name] im laughing [dorms mom] of course you are [bow with the legs] this is so sad idk why [herscherr of unreasonable] why r yall so miserable [fried tuna] WELCOME HOME CHEATER [herscherr of scam] ITS THE HOMEWRECKER EVERYONE [dumb] TRAITOR BETRAYER OUT YOU DEMON SPAWN [dumber] ROZALIYA GO TO SLEEP YOU IDIOTKA [dumb] I AM NOT AN IDIOT LILIYA [waiters do be serving] the way they just jumped bronya is getting me [herscherr of unreasonable] what is wrong with you people. did i miss something [fried tuna] OH I DONT KNOW WHY [fried tuna] MAYBE BCS YOU HAVE ANOTHER GROUP CHAT THAT IS NOT US [herscherr of unreasonable] yeah some of you guys are kind of boring ngl [fried tuna] i— [bitter melon is horrible] oh no kiana has been akumatized [herscherr of scam] this is the work of none other than hawkmoth! [dumb] aka Sin Mal! [a living disappointment] what is wrong with you  [yae sakura] butterfly is an insect [yae sakura] case closed. done. great work. no more.i dont make the rules [dumb] BUT YOU DONT KNOW THAT [herscherr of scam] YEAH [fried tuna] EXACTLY [yae sakura] are yall serious [dumb] yes [herscherr of scam] yes [fried tuna] yes [yae sakura] THEN WHAT EVEN IS A BUTTERFLY [yae sakura] I DONT EVEN KNOW ANYMORE [waiters do be serving] day by day brain cells is none existence [killing spree] idk ask hawkmoth there [dumb] @a living disappointment [a living disappointment] what you degenerates [dumb] gasp what an insult [dumb] anyway [a living disappointment] what [dumb] is butterfly an insect or an animal [a living disappointment] are you serious [fu hua] practically, she is [a living disappointment] ... [a living disappointment] butterfly is an insect. i've said it before [yae sakura] HA I WIN [herscherr of scam] HAWKMOTH WHY [dumb] WE TRUSTED YOU [a living disappointment] and i dont trust you [dumb] that actually hurt me [dumb] BUT THIS CANNOT BE [dumb] WE MUST ASK THE OG BUTTERFLY [dumb] @sealy  PLS HELP [sealy] dont want to [herscherr of scam] just answer a question seele!! [sealy] oh okay what is it [herscherr of scam] is butterfly an animal or is it an insect?? [sealy] hmmm [a living disappointment] i mean [a living disappointment] from the seele acts butterfly might just be an animal [sealy] i what? [killing spree] FCK YOU SIN MAL YOU DEMON SPAWN [a living disappointment] I AM NOT A DEMON SPAWN THATS AN OLD JOKE [killing spree] ITS NOT A JOKE ITS THE TRUTH YOU ARE A LITERAL DEMON SPAWN GET AWAY FROM SEELE [fried tuna] okay now kiss [bitter melon is horrible] kiana this isnt wattpad [bow with the legs] from how cliche this is it might just be wattpad [yae sakura] is this considered slander? [waiters do ber serving] sakura shut up [yae sakura] the only time i'll shut up is when im dead [waiters do be serving] you're already dead but you still havent shut up [herscherr of scam] GET BURNT BY RITA LOLOLOL [dumber] veliona and sin mal are fighting as if they are a divorced couple [dorms mom] what are they doing [dumber] they are playing basketball [skyscraper heels] how is that possible?? [herscherr of unreasonable] magic duh [dumber] oh i forgot to add that the ball is each other [dumber] VELIONA HAS SIN MAL CORNERED ARUBMBKDSTUNK [dumber] VELIONA HAS A LIGHTER  [dumber] SIN MAL IS KNOCKED OUT???? [dumber] VELIONA IS THROWING A WHOLE DEAD BUSH ON SIN MAL WTF [dumber] YO SHES ABOUT TO COMMIT ARSON ALDDBAKJSLA [herscherr of unreasonable] someone stop her pls [herscherr of unreasonable] we cant let sin mal die [herscherr of unreasonable] the funeral cost would be too much to pay and  [herscherr of unreasonable] we need to save money pls or no more food [dumb] IM ON IT [dumber] too late veliona already set it on fire [waiters do be serving] why do i see fire and smoke [waiters do be serving] what are you kids on [waiters do be serving] WHO ARE YOU KILLING [killing spree] sin mal [waiters do be serving] oh okay then [a living disappointment] sorry to disappoint but i made it out alive [killing spree] fuck [dumb] awhhhh [herscherr of scam] plan failed i see  [sealy] damn it [dumber] SEELE???? HELLO?? [sealy] for legal reasons, that was a joke [crab rave] im a lawyer and i can vouch for her statement [mop head] since when are you a lawyer [mop head] how did i not know this [crab rave] ...for legal reasons that was a joke [herscherr of scam] im a lawyer and you need to go to jail for that [crab rave] WHAT [fu hua] senti its passed your curfew go sleep  [herscherr of scam] but i dont want to :(((((( [fu hua] the earlier you sleep, the earlier you wake up tomorrow and you can do a lot more stuff tomorrow [herscherr of scam] awh okay then [herscherr of scam] NIGHT NIGHT EVERYONE [sealy] good night senti! [dumb] GOOD NIGHT BESTIE I'LL MISS YOU [dumber] have a good sleep [killing spree] sweet dreams senti [a living disappointment] good night i guess [killing spree] i hope you have a nightmare [a living disappointment] i hope the monster under your bed grabs your leg  [dumb] oh no they are at it again [skyscraper heels] you girls arent gonna do something about the fire? [skyscraper heels] girls?? girls???? YOU GIRLS ARE NOT GONNA PUT OUT THE FIRE??? [skyscraper heels] are you kidding me...         haha classic ending for mei hehe whoop i havent forgot this chat fic haha i had trouble making up ideas so i just took an old idea from my drafted chat fic from another fandom haha talk about being lazy lel :P anyway im sorry if there are mistakes for names or grammar as this chapter is originally from an old chat fic of mine so i just change the name and alter it a little bit [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[Welt] - welt[aggressive butterfly] - (HSR) seele[this russian woman] - (HSR) bronya forgot to put that all characters in here at 18 above and jokes are just jokes but i have common sense to not take it too far   tw; lots of swearings, sexual jokes, homicidal jokes, (possible) begging kink, mention of praise kink (cause why not) and this chapter is just 3k words of (attempted) humor and (not real) cracks (See the end of the chapter for more notes.)               [fu hua] help i need help [fu hua] anyone [skyscraper heels] whats wrong fu hua? [dorms mom] wow shes asking for help  [bitter melon is horrible] shut up himeko shes not like you [dorms mom] EXCUSE ME YOU LITTLE SHIT? [killing spree] pls it 5 in the morning not now  [killing spree] do your shits in the noon let me get my beauty sleep [sealy] but you're in the kitchen cooking [killing spree] its not good to lie seele [sealy] but you're the one who is lying?? [killing spree] anyway [killing spree] my point still stands it 5 in the morning do your shits sometime later  [fu hua] i just need help [fu hua] i cant find my gladdrs [dorms mom] your what? [bitter melon is horrible] dont be an idiot himeko, fu hua is searching for her glasses [dorms mom] listen here you pipsqueak [skyscraper] i'll help you search for them fu hua [skyscraper] maybe you left them in your room? [fu hua] i'll go check again [skyscraper] i've looked in the kitchen but didnt find it [bitter melon is horrible] try looking at the lounge or living room [bitter melon is horrible] didnt fu hua wrestled with kiana at some point? [dorms mom] kiana and fu hua wrestled??? i never thought they would do that [herrscher of unreasonable] sensei, kiana and fu hua had been wrestling each other since three years ago [herrscher of unreasonable] it's just until now that it would escalate into some...thing...else... [dorms mom] what? how do i not know this? and wdym it escalates into something else [dorms mom] dont tell me the reason kiana got her fingers and wrist broken a few months ago bcs they wrestled too hard? [herrscher of unreasonable] uuhh sure yeah of course [bitter melon is horrible] im shitting tears at this point  [killing spree] HAHAHAHAH OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS [herrscher of unreasonable] im pretty sure mei knows too [skyscraper heels] ...haha [bitter melon is horrible] no offense but himeko you idiot [dorms mom] you have been craving my fist lately havent you [skyscraper heels] we're not talking about kiana's broken fingers and wrist  [waiters do be serving] why not? [skyscraper heels] rita pls no. [waiters do be serving] keep begging and i'll reconsider [herrscher of scam] MEI YOU HAVE A BEGGING KINK? [skyscraper heels] I DO NOT HAVE A BEGGING SKIN WTH [justice is my middle name] its okay mei its not wrong to be kinky [9th grade syndrome] i feel like you just exposed yourself but hey im not gonna question you [skyscraper heels] STOP I DONT HAVE A BEGGING KINK [skyscraper heels] WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT [bitter melon is horrible] are you really asking us when you can answer that for yourself [skyscraper heels] PLS STOP THIS IS NOT FOR DISCUSSION [bow with the legs] if you didnt have begging kink before, you do now [skyscraper heels] PLS SENTI THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU CAUSED THIS MISUNDERSTANDING [herrscher of scam] oops? [bow with the legs] do you think kiana would be happy with this news? [skyscraper heels] BIANKA YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE REASONABLE ONE HERE [herrscher of unreasonable] but that's my job?? [herrscher of unreasonable] im literally the herrscher of reason [skyscraper heels] bronya you are not helping me on this case [mop head] but you're not a lawyer whatsoever? [9th grade syndrome] did she even finish school [killing spree] tons of shit happen along the way and school is not important [sealy] veli... do you even know what a school is? /gen [killing spree] WHATS WITH THAT QUESTION HUH [waiters do be serving] the tone indicator is what gets me [dumber] seele is bullying veliona these days [bow with the legs] seele material gurl  [herrscher of scam] I WANT CHANEL 9 BOOTS ALL THESE MEN JOCKING CAUSE THEY KNOW IM THE TRUTH [dumb] MATERIAL GWORLLL [herrscher of scam] AND I GET FROM MY MAMMY BALMAIN BUSTDOWN THESE HOES CANT STAND ME [bow with the legs] material gurlll [a living disappointment] what has i just woke up to [a living disappointment] why is senti singing material girl by saucy santana [herrscher of scam] CURRENTLY WORKING ON A GRAMMY WHILE PUSSY POPPIN WITH YA MAN IN MIAMI [a living disappointment] ...material gurl [herrscher of scam] CHANELS AND PEARLS THATS THE TRICK IT TAKES TO KEEP THE GIRLS [waiters do be serving] material girl ✨💅 [a living disappointment] the emojis... [killing spree] SHUT UP [a living disappointment] oh wow good morning to you too what a nice greeting 10/10 would recommend [killing spree] i wasnt talking to you but now its on bitch [a living disappointment] thats a you problem not mine [dumb] GASP [dumber] am i seeing this?? [dumb] DID DID SIN JUST [dumb] DID SIN MAL JUST MEME?!?@! [a living disappointment] shut up you donkey [dumber] HEY DONT TALK TO ROZALIYA LIKE THAT [a living disappointment] i could careless about her [herrscher of unreasonable] am i hearing this right? [a living disappointment] FUCK  [herrscher of unreasonable] did you guys know that sin mal was the one who did all the preparations for rozaliya's bday? she even bought and prepared the presents herself [justice is my middle name] aww thats so cute! [yae sakura] these kids can be surprisingly...kids and innocent [dumb] AWWW SIN MAL YOU LOVE MEEEE [a living disappointment] nope bye im out of here im not doing this [dumb] CMONNN LET ME GIVE YOU A HUGG [a living disappointment] STOP STAY TEN KILOMETERS AWAY FROM ME [bitter melon is horrible] anyway are yall still searching for fu huas glasses [fu hua] I CANT FIND IT [fu hua] WHERE DID I PUT IT [killing spree] this is the first time fu hua ever typed in capital [sealy] not really veliona you just have bad attention span [killing spree] SEELE WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS TODAY [dumb] VELIONA IS BEING BULLIED BY SEELE [herrscher of scam] i shall document this [killing spree] IS THIS BECAUSE I ATE YOUR STRAWBERRY CAKE [sealy] you did what? [sealy] VELIONA ARE YOU SERIOUS [killing spree] FUCK  [yae sakura] sweetie you might need a stronger word than 'fuck'  [justice is my middle name] yae dont teach the children weird stuff [9th grade syndrome] i wouldnt really call them children anymore [justice is my middle name] do i look like i care and youre a child too sirin [9th grade syndrome] im literally a herrscher that caused an apocalypse [justice is my middle name] and i died 500 years ago before you even exist that shit doesn't bother me [bow with the legs] mama wouldnt like this [justice is my middle name] cecilia is dead anyway so [crab rave] AND SO ARE YOU??? [yae sakura] gaslight gatekeep girlboss [herrscher of unreasonable] material girl i guess? [justice is my middle name] thanks i know yall got my back [fu hua] this is outrageous i cant find my glasses [fu hua] senti if i found out you hid my glasses i'm coming for you [herrscher of scam] WHY IS THAT THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF?? [herrscher of scam] why do i even need to steal your glasses im not interested  [herrscher of unreasonable] fu hua-nee i think i know where your glasses is [fu hua] WHERE [herrscher of unreasonable] ... [herrscher of unreasonable] you're wearing it [herrscher of unreasonable] its on your face [fu hua] huh [fu hua] oh [dorms mom] THATS ALL YOU CAN SAY???? [bitter melon is horrible] this whole thing is so anticlimactic and dramatic that yall can get an oscar [bitter melon is horrible] not you himeko  [dorms mom] LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT IM COMING FOR YOUR SHORT ASS [9th grade syndrome] whats with himeko and theresa fighting like a married couple that went through divorce like seven time  [waiters do be serving] thats oddly specific [bitter melon is horrible] himeko is the last person i want to marry [dorms mom] I WOULDNT EVEN THINK OF YOU  [9th grade syndrome] see? i told yall i was true [bow with the legs] ratioed [9th grade syndrome] SHUT UP YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ME [bow with the legs] how can you say that to your sister, dear sister? [dorms mom] wait yall are related?? [bitter melon is horrible] oh you're so stupid  himeko [dorms mom] LEAVE ME ALONE  [waiters do be serving] before cecilia and siegfried had kiana/bianka, sirin was kind of adopted and she was supposed to be the eldest daughter but shits went wrong so that was thrown out [dorms mom] ooh so yall are family [9th grade syndrome] EW NO I RATHER BE RELATED TO KIANA [bow with the legs] I also rather be related to kiana  [sealy] but you are related to her [bow with the legs] oh yeah i am i kinda forgot cause of otto [justice is my middle name] NOT IN MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER [justice is my middle name] THAT NAME IS BANNED FROM HERE [justice is my middle name] YAE GET THE HOLY WATER CAUSE THIS GC ISNT GOING TO PURIFY ITSELF [yae sakura] kallen darling calm down please  [killing spree] ew omg imagine using darling as a nickname [herrscher of scam]  velionaandsinmal.mp4 [killing spree] WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL WHERE DID YOU GET THAT [dumb] DID VELIONA JUST CALL SIN MAL DARLING IN THE VIDEO [dumber] should i be concerned for veliona and sin mal [crab rave] those two would be such a toxic couple [mop head] a psychopath and a narcissistic sadist [killing spree] why am i the psychopath? [mop head] i never said you were the psychopath [killing spree] anyway i rather die than even think of dating her [a living disappointment] thats my line shithead [sealy] can you guys stop arguing for a moment [sealy] anyway where is bronya i need her  [killing spree] seele not you too [herrscher of scam] bronya disappear off to somewhere  [sealy] im feeling a disturbance in the universe      [Welt] has added [aggressive butterfly] [Welt] has added [this russian woman]     [Welt] Enjoy [dorms mom] ??? welt who did you just add [bitter melon is horrible] who gave him admin i dont remember this [killing spree] thats your question???? [bitter melon is horrible] old man tell us who you add or im gonna revoke your admin privilege [bitter melon is horrible] how about your idol privileges [Welt] Those two are my friends from another place [Welt] They are nice people so i hope you guys would get along [aggressive butterfly] what the fuck is this [waiters do be serving] ah yes very nice people [aggressive butterfly] WAIT [aggressive butterfly] welt i was kidding when i said i wanted to join [Welt] I don't accept refund [aggressive butterfly] ...great [this russian woman] wait why am i here  [aggressive butterfly] WHY IS SHE HERE [aggressive butterfly] EXCUSE ME WELT IMA NEED AN EXPLANATION  [Welt] I thought you would be lonely  [Welt] So I added her along so you can have someone to relate to [aggressive butterfly] WHY WOULD I RELATE TO HER [aggressive butterfly] OLD MAN OUT OF EVERYONE YOU CHOOSE HER?? [this russian woman] i dont even want to be here [this russian woman] i was added here without my consent [aggressive butterfly] yada yada apparently i care [this russian woman] apparently out of all the other 20 participants in this gc, you thought i was talking to you [aggressive butterfly] FUCK YOU YOU STUCK UP PRINCESS [waiters do be serving] sound the horn everyone we got another married couple fighting like they got divorced seven times [killing spree] fuck no not another one [dumber] we already got himeko and theresa, do we really need another one? [dorms mom] ME AND THERESA ARE NOT AFFILIATED WITH EACH OTHER STOP THIS [dorms mom] YAE AND KALLEN ARE LITERALLY THERE  [a living disappointment] but kallen and yae are a happily married couple? [a living disappointment] i dont know of they ever fought each other or even got divorced [yae sakura] see children communication is the key to a happy relationship [justice is my middle name] so true yae gaslight gatekeep girlboss [dumb] MATERIAL GWORLLL [aggressive butterfly] who the fuck said i was married to the stuck up princess [aggressive butterfly] fuck im gonna throw up and die brb [this russian woman] no dont comeback stay dead  [fu hua] are we getting veliona and sin mal 2.0? [herrscher of scam] NO MOM DONT SAY THAT [waiters do be serving] toxic relationship? [this russian woman] no we're just colleagues not lovers or something nope never  [waiters do be serving] okay maam you dont have to be so defensive [this russian woman] i dont like that idiot anyway [aggressive butterfly] I DONT LIKE YOU EITHER YOU STUCK UP PRINCESS [this russian woman] why are you not dead you liar [aggressive butterfly] shut up i tried and i hate you  [this russian woman] its mutual dont worry [bitter melon is horrible] who even are you two?? [bitter melon is horrible] its common courtesy to introduce yourself to new people, right rita? [waiters do be serving] it is?  [bitter melon is horrible] rita what the fuck [waiters do be serving] im kidding, it is common courtesy to introduce yourself to a bigger audience [this russian woman] sorry for the late introduction and confusion [this russian woman] i'm Bronya and this other idiot is Seele [aggressive butterfly] i am completely capable to introduce myself  [this russian woman] i know i just do it to spite you [bitter melon is horrible] wait what?? [bitter melon is horrible] how the hell are you two bronya and seele when [bitter melon is horrible] you know what im not gonna question this im too tired for this shit [a living disappointment] man idc who you two are but we dont need another seele [killing spree] DONT PUT YOUR WORDS IN OTHERS MOUTH  [killing spree] your privilege to have an opinion is revoked sin mal [killing spree] anyway nice to meet you seele and bronya [killing spree] waIT SEELE AND BRONYA?? [yae sakura] your reaction was late by 30 seconds veliona [killing spree] and here i thought yall got my back [aggressive butterfly] veliona? [aggressive butterfly] YOURE ALIVE? [killing spree] WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IM DEAD [this russian woman] oh so this is the twin sister you talked about? [this russian woman] didnt you barely remember her [this russian woman] and isnt shes dead? [aggressive butterfly] jesus fucking calm down woman even im confused about this [Welt] She's not the Veliona you know [Welt] Well, you barely remember your twin sister anyway... [aggressive butterfly] OLD MAN THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU IM SHAVING YOUR HAIR [bow with the legs] why is this seele so... [bow with the legs] aggressive? [this russian woman] i know right? i begged the same question every day [aggressive butterfly] keep on begging then [this russian woman] i dont have a begging kink dont misunderstand [aggressive butterfly] GOD'S SAKE I NEVER SAID YOU HAVE A BEGGING KINK [aggressive butterfly] WHY WOULD YOU HAVE A BEGGING KINK IN THE FIRST PLACE [this russian woman] seele dont you have a praise kink? [aggressive butterfly] SINCE WHEN [sealy] I DO?? [herrscher of scam] SEELE HAVE A PRAISE KINK?? HOLY MACARONI [aggressive butterfly] I DONT HAVE PRAISE KINK AND NEITHER DOES THE OTHER SEELE GIRL [sealy] i never confirm or deny anything... [aggressive butterfly] GURL DO NOT [justice is my middle name] hey its fine to be kinky you gotta have some spice in your life have some fun [mop head] i want to say something but at the same time i agree with you [aggressive butterfly] LIKE I SAID I DON HAVE A PRAISE KINK LEAVE ME ALONE [dumber] the girls are fightinggggg [waiters do be serving] bronya and seele enemies to lovers troupe? [this russian woman] IM SORRY BUT THATS RIDICULOUS [aggressive butterfly] FUCK NO SHES THE LAST PERSON ON THE LIST [dorms mom] seele and bronya are fighting? [fu hua] its feels so cursed to see them fighting instead of being lovey-dovey [fu hua] tho i rather not be a third wheel for them... [herrscher of scam] someone gotta take one for the team, old timer [fu hua] anyway why is there another pair of bronya and seele [fu hua] did i miss out on something [dorms mom] where did you even go [fu hua] i was talking to kiana and mei [bitter melon is horrible] talking. right, definitely talking [fu hua] yes we were definitely talking  [fu hua] by the way kiana is probably sleeping through the whole day thats why shes not online [bitter melon is horrible] you and mei must have really exhausted her [yae sakura] THIS IS SO CURSED WHY CAN I UNDERSTAND THIS [fu hua] you literally do the same thing with kallen? [yae sakura] WE'RE MARRIED THANK YOU??? [yae sakura] AND YOU LITERALLY JUST ADMIT IT  [fu hua] and im also married to mei and kiana? [yae sakura] well bronya and seele are married too but they have never done those shits before [justice is my middle name] YAE THEY ARE KIDS [sealy] im 19 and bronya is 20? [sealy] im not saying we have done it before [killing spree] to me, you're still the sweet seele i know  [sealy] thanks? [aggressive butterfly] why the fuck would i be married to bronya [aggressive butterfly] EW NO THATS DISGUSTING [this russian woman] they are not talking about us and learn some manners you wonky idiot [aggressive butterfly] NOT YOU TELLING ME THAT LOOK AT YOURSELF  [this russian woman] I AM PRETTY AND BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU [aggressive butterfly] FUCK YES   [aggressive butterfly] has deleted a message   [aggressive butterfly] FUCK NO [9th grade syndrome] I FUCKING SAW THAT [9th grade syndrome] I SAW THAT [9th grade syndrome] THAT WAS INTENTIONAL I KNOW IT  [bow with the legs] i think most of us did [herrscher of scam] I FORGOT TO TAKE A SCREENSHOT NOOOO [aggressive butterfly] IM SAFE HAHA [herrscher of unreasonable] i went out to save a cat from falling off the seventh floor [herrscher of unreasonable] and i come back to someone having the same name as me and seele [herrscher of unreasonable] rozaliya this is all your fault [dumb] HEY WHY AM I THE FIRST PERSON YOU THINK OF [dumb] I MEAN IM FLATTERED THAT IM THE FIRST PERSON YOU THINK OF BUT HEY I DID NOTHING  [a living disappointmen] go figure you contribute nothing to the society [dumb] THIS IS NOT A MATERIAL GIRL MOMENT         i hope yall know how Honkai Star Rail's Seele and Bronya looks like to avoid confusion bcs they are VERY different in personality. we know nothing about Veliona in HSR (if she even exist) so i just made it up that shes HSR Seele's twin sister that disappeared off to gods knows where and HSR Seele think she is dead. also i dont know if Welt knew HSR Seele and Bronya even though he traveled to their world but i wanna give our chad Welt a screentime.   aNYwaY this chapter was just 3k words of me attempting to be funny and trying to prove my humor isnt dry (which i terribly failed) haha and i hope yall enjoy this update hehe also the begging and praise kink are just jokes and not targeted towards anyone i dont ship himeko and theresa btw my hc is that they are chaotic bestfriends that get on each others throat once a week im sorry if theres any mistakes, do tell in the comment so i can fix em cause i've already beta'ed this chapter like five time so i hope i didnt miss anything [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herrscher of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herrscher of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[Welt] - welt[aggressive butterfly] - (HSR) seele[this russian woman] - (HSR) bronya (See the end of the chapter for notes.)           [aggressive butterfly] why am i still in this group [aggressive butterfly] can i leave now [this russian woman] tch what a toxic behavior [this russian woman] appreciate these people's decision to even acknowledge you [aggressive butterfly] I REALLY DONT NEED YOU SAYING THAT [aggressive butterfly] AND EVERYONE KNOWS ME ANYWAY  [fried tuna] ratioed [aggressive butterfly] im not talking about you you raw tuna [fried tuna] GASP HELLO I AM NO LONGER A RAW TUNA [aggressive butterfly] someone fucking kick me out of this group [bitter melon is horrible] nope too bad you're stuck with us now [waiters do be serving] hope you enjoy your stay [a living disappointment] -11/10 i would not recommend  [aggressive butterfly] welt this all your fault im going to shave your hair until you're bald [this russian woman] why are you so dramatic [aggressive butterfly] i am in no way dramatic [this russian woman] denial is unhealthy for your health [aggressive butterfly] I DONT WANT TO HEAR THAT FROM YOU [this russian woman] but im not denying anything? [sealy] i think you like her [this russian woman] IM SORRY WHAT? dear in what way do i sound like i like her? [sealy] denial is unhealthy for your health [sealy] i hope you dont get sick [this russian woman] i [dumb] SEELE IS BULLYING PEOPLE AGAIN AHAHHA [dumber] shes so shady  [killing spree] seele you're growing up so well i feel like a proud mom right now [bow with the legs] i dont know whether seele was saying that intentionally or unintentionally [bitter melon is horrible] thats what makes it so funny [aggressive butterfly] BRONYA YOU DESERVED THAT [this russian woman] SHUT UP [dorms mom] i just forgot that this gc pratically have two bronyas and seeles [herrscher of scam] @aggressive butterfly  send pics pls [aggressive butterfly] for what [herrscher of scam] uh research purposes [aggressive butterfly] sure [that russian woman] YOU BELIEVE HER?? gurl you dumb dumb [aggressive butterfly] FUCK OFF WOMAN [bow with the legs] why cant yall fight like these two  [bow with the legs] this is so fun ^^ [bitter melon is horrible] the emoji just gets me  [fu hua] bianka its all fun and stuff until you fight with rita [bow with the legs] we do fight [waiters do be serving] and no we're not kiana mei or fu hua [waiters do be serving] our fight dont end with someone ontop [herrscher of unreasonable] their fights end with someone thrown out of the building or bianka sleeping on the floor [waiters do be serving] AND HOW TF DID YOU FIND OUT [herrscher of unreasonable] i mean yall are pretty vocal about it [yae sakura] communication 👏 is 👏 the 👏 key 👏 to 👏 a 👏 healthy 👏 relationship 👏  [dorms mom] i dont think we should be taking advices from a fossil [fried tuna] LMAOOOO FOSSIL?? 💀 [aggressive butterfly] FOSSIL [yae sakura] THAT WAS DIRTY HIMEKO WTF [justice is my middle] IM LAUGHING LMAOO [yae sakura] BABE WHY WOULD YOU [justice is my middle] CAUSE ITS FUNNY GAHAHA [killing spree] i mean sakura is right communication is the key to a healthy relationship yall should talk to your s/o [sealy] you all of people did not give advice for couples  [sealy] whoever you are get out of velionas body [killing spree] IM SORRY?? [aggressive butterfly] LMAO BULLIED BY YOUR OWN TWIN [killing spree] SHUT UP YOURS IS DEAD [aggressive butterfly] WTF [this russian woman] i felt that one [aggressive butterfly] FUCK YOU [waiters do be serving] you want to fuck her? [waiters do be serving] this seele is pretty vocal about her life i see what you talking about zaychik [aggressive butterfly] EW NO [this russian woman] your loss then [yae sakura] ???? [yae sakura] DID SHE JUST [Welt] Rand, did you just admit you want to fuck her? [this russian woman] NO WELT WRONG TIMING [aggressive butterfly] HUH [skyscraper heels] she just admitted that upfront [dorms mom] this is kind of cursed [justice is my middle name] THIS IS SO FUNNY HELP [dumber] ngl it feels weird to hear bronya saying she wants seele to f word her cause you know... [dorms mom] THATS WHY IM SAYING ITS CURSED [bitter melon is horrible] shut up himeko no one asked [dorms mom] YOU LITTLE SHIT [this russian woman] oh im sorry but pls differentiate me from your bronya, im literally 25  [aggressive butterfly] YOURE 25? damn you old  [this russian woman] seele you are 24.  [aggressive butterfly] still young [this russian woman] the math aint mathing... [this russian woman] btw, youre24seele.jpg [herrscher of scam] WOAH WTH [herrscher of scam] YOU WERENT KIDDING WHEN YOU SAID YOU ARE SEELE [dumb] SHE LOOKS LIKE HER HOW [herrscher of scam] NO SHES A DIRECT COPY [herrscher of unreasonable] holy fuck. [killing spree] HOW DO YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE SEELE WTH WHAT IS THIS [bow with the legs] but she is seele... [killing spree] bianka you get what i mean [a living disappointment] fuck not only you have the same name now you look like her too? fuck no god give me a break [aggressive butterfly] idk who you are but you're on my shit list now be honored [sealy] you're very pretty!!  [aggressive butterfly] thanks kiddo you're pretty too [sealy] hopefully i grow up as good as you do [aggressive butterfly] you will dont worry you got veliona and your gf  [Welt] Seele, are you... [Welt] Are you crying right now? [this russian woman] HUH WHERE [aggressive butterfly] OLD MAN SHUT UP DONT EXPOSE ME [Welt] No, why are you crying? [aggressive butterfly] THIS KID IS TOO GOOD AND INNOCENT PLS SHE DESERVES THE WORLD [aggressive butterfly] THIS WORLD IS TOO CRUEL FOR HER [Welt] Now, you're just bawling out loud. Seele, she's fine, the little Seele is stronger than you think. [sealy] yeah trapped in a quantum space for years really does things to someone  [sealy] at least i got something out of it [killing spree] what something? [dumb] huh [dumb] HAHAHAHA NOOOO [dumb] THATS JUST PLAIN EVIL [dumber] roza how did you figure out faster than everyone else [dumb] its called talent lili [a living disappointment] i doubt thats the reason [dumb] DENIAL IS UNHEALTHY  [skyscraper heels] why is bronya crying here [skyscraper heels] who did this i just wanna talk [dorms mom] i dont wanna know how herrscher starts their conversation [bitter melon is horrible] the conversation probably doesn't exist  [herrscher of scam] SCROLL UP MEI [herrscher of scam] THERES A SURPRISE [skyscraper heels] okay hold up [skyscraper heels] oh wow [skyscraper heels] this is truly a surprise [fu hua] she wasn't kidding when she said she's seele [fried tuna] WOAH WHEN DID SEELE GROW UP WHAT DID I MISS [9th-grade syndrome] a lot actually [9th grade syndrome] but its too late to talk about them [fried tuna] this is weird why is bronya shaking while staring at her phone [fu hua] she looked like she had seen a ghost [killing spree] she's probably fantasizing about when seele would look like the 24-year-old seele [herrscher of unreasonable] veliona shut up [killing spree] LMAOOOO [9th grade syndrome] wait why is the older seele hot [9th grade syndrome] why does she look so aggressive [9th grade syndrome] she looks like [9th grade syndrome] she looks like exactly my type [this russian woman] did you just call her hot [9th grade syndrome] that's what you focused on??? [dumb] shes not wrong older seele is hot [dumber] rozaliya no go to sleep  [dumb] I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE [aggressive butterfly] thanks i know im hot but a certain person is in denial [this russian woman] i was disagreeing [aggressive butterfly] BITCH I NEVER SAID IT WAS YOU BUT YOU JUST EXPOSED YOURSELF [sealy] does bronya looks like bronya then [bow with the legs] of course bronya would look like bronya... [waiters do be serving] bianka you know what she means [sealy] like if i look like the older seele then does that mean my bronya looks like the older bronya? [dorms mom] "my bronya" [bitter melon is horrible] you cant relate himeko [dorms mom] IM ABOUT TO SHOVE YOU IN A CONTAINER AND BLENDER YOU [herrscher of scam] SHES NOT WRONG WE NEED PICS [mop head] @this russian woman   pictures please [fried tuna] EINSTEIN?? [mop head] what im interested  [skyscraper heels] tesla isnt happy to hear this [mop head] what does tesla have to do with this [9th grade syndrome] yall are supposed to be genius but cant even figure out your love lives [fried tuna] sirin you all of all people should not be talking you barely have a love life yourself [9th grade syndrome] IM TELLING DAD [fried tuna] GO ON YOU COWARD I WIN THIS ONE [aggressive butterfly] @mop head      thisrussianwoman.jpg  [mop head] OH [mop head] you're not wrong she does look like bronya [sealy] i [killing spree] SEELE WHY ARE YOU CRYING [killing spree] SWEET LORD WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE BRONYA NOW [dumber] i thought you were an atheist veliona [killing spree] liliya thats a conversation for another day [waiters do be serving] whats with seele and bronya taking pics of each other [waiters do be serving] thats kinda gay ngl [mop head] are you roommates? your background looks similar in both pictures [herrscher of scam] GOOD EYES EINSTEIN GIRL [aggressive butterfly] i rather be roommates with serval [this russian woman] you had a chance to change but you didnt and what does that say [this russian woman] you like me a little bit too much to leave me [aggressive butterfly] just a little bit   [aggressive butterfly] has deleted a message   [dumb] LMAOO I SAW THAT YOU AINT SLICK [dumb] but I sincerely wish the best for the both of you :D [aggressive butterfly] uh thank you rozaliya? [9th grade syndrome] WHO IN THE WORLD IS BLASTING CPR [aggressive butterfly] DAMN WHAT GOES ON IN YALL HOMES [aggressive butterfly] if i blast cpr at 3 am serval would be on my ass in a second [this russian woman] do it i dare you [aggressive butterfly] no go away i value my life way too much [this russian woman] you coward i expected way better [aggressive butterfly] I WILL BACK DOWN FOR TODAY BCS SERVAL IS TOO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE [aggressive butterfly] I WILL BE BACK [mop head] what in thermometer shit is this [dumber] thermometer? [dumber] DO YOU MEAN TERMINATOR??? [dumb] LMAOO AHAHAHA [herrscher of scam] IM DYING AHHA EINSTEIN NOOOO [bow with the legs] able to remember any equations existed but cant remembers the movie name of an iconic meme... [mop head] tesla they are bullying me [crab rave] you deserved it who tf gets the terminator wrong [aggressive butterfly] damn what went on in yall houses it sounds like a nightmare there [aggressive butterfly] LIKE WHO GETS THERMOMETER AND TERMINATOR WRONG [aggressive butterfly] wait i can actually see that [mop head] smh getting bullied bcs i got something wrong [crab rave] WOW SORRY BUT TERMINATOR ISNT JUST SOMETHING THE MEMES ARE ICONIC AF [skyscraper heels] i dont know what yall are talking about but can someone pls stop blasting cpr its doing stuff to kiana [a living disappointment] pls NEVER elaborate on what stuff is happening to her [skyscraper heels] ...i wasnt going to [fu hua] MEI SHES AT IT AGAIN [skyscraper heels] GOD KIANA NO NOT THE KITCHEN COUNTER [dorms mom] we're ordering take-outs tomorrow im not touching the counter  [bitter melon is horrible] like you ever touched the kitchen counter we've been eating takeouts until mei appeared [dorms mom] THATS IT IM COMING TO YOUR ROOM [herrscher of unreasonable] seele why are you blasting cpr [sealy] oh its that loud? [herrscher of scam] GURL THE WHOLE BUILDING CAN HEAR YOU [sealy] OH SORRY I DIDNT KNOW [sealy] its my alarm [waiters do be serving] WHY DO YOU HAVE CPR AS YOUR ALARM [sealy] veliona set it for me [sealy] blame her [aggressive butterfly] thank god my veliona is dead  [this russian woman] shes about to rise from the dead and hunt you down [killing spree] PLS THIS IS SO FUNNY [killing spree] im here giggling when cpr just being blasted through the whole building [waiters do be serving] #girlboss [dumb] MATERIAL GWORLL [Welt] definitely twerking my ass to cpr right now [mop head] im sorry wat [crab rave] WELT??? ARE YOU OKAY [dorms mom] THIS CANT BE REAL [bitter melon is horrible] im going to sleep now this is not happening [aggressive butterfly] YO OLD MAN ARE YOU HIGH [waiters do be serving] THIS IS JUST PEAK COMEDY OVER AND OVER AGAIN [killing spree] THIS DID NOT HAPPENED NOT WELT OF ALL PEOPLE [skyscraper heels] i— [fu hua] ... [herrscher of scam] THIS IS BLACKMAIL MATERIAL HAHAHA YATTA [herrscher of unreasonable] is he drunk or something?? [this russian woman] same thought... [Welt] I have found out that these are NOT private messages with my close acquaintances. [bow with the legs] i mean if you are casually revealing that to your acquaintances, you guys must be real close... [fried tuna] THE FACT THAT HE CASUALLY TWERKS TO CPR [fried tuna] that is just peak material girl moment if it isnt then idk what is [fried tuna] welt teach me how to twerk to cpr next time [Welt] If you insist, I won't mind.  [skyscraper heels] KIANA NO YOU ARE NOT LEARNING HOW TO TWERK [bow with the legs] but mei dont you want to see that [skyscraper heels] waht [dumb] SHES FLUSTERED [fried tuna] thanks for the back up sis [bow with the legs] no problem sis [bow with the legs] rita i swear if you learn how to twerk i'll refuse to eat dinner [waiters do be serving] I SAID NOTHING [this russian woman] do you still want to be kicked out wonky idiot [aggressive butterfly] shut up       havent been updating cause of writers block ugh i hate it when it happened also the jokes are just jokes and not targeted towards anyone, the characters are all 19+ above and welt is a chad i love him no spoilers >:D (See the end of the chapter for notes.)             [Elysia] creates a new group chat    [Elysia] add [Griseo], [Eden], [Hua] and 9 others. . .   [Hua] changes [Elysia] to [legolas]     [legolas] IM SORRY?? [Kalpas] so true i agree    [Hua] changes [Kalpas] to [kalpass]    [kalpass] HELLO?? [legolas] LMAOOOOO  [Eden] what's going on?   [Hua] changed [Eden] to [love4eva]   [legolas] theres no such thing as love forever  [kalpass] i agree comrade    [Hua] changes [Kosma] to [ultraman kosmos]    [kalpass] OMG MY CHILDHOOD HERO  [ultraman kosmos] what even is an ultraman kosmos  [kalpass] GASP  [kalpass] YOU UNCULTURED SWINE HOW DARE YOU NOT KNOW THE GREAT ULTRAMAN SERIES  [ultraman kosmos] IM SORRY????   [Hua] changes [Kevin] to [cabin]   [cabin] i  [kalpass] accept your fate comrade  [Su] haha    [Hua] changes [Su] to [i will SU you]   [i will SU you] and i will do it  [Hua] pls dont  [Vill-V] please do!   [Hua] changes [Vill-V] to [persona 5 unhinged ver]   [legolas] PERSONA 5 UNHINGED VER?? OMGAHSJSMS HUA  [kalpass] HAHAHAHAHA  [cabin] sounds fun honestly  [love4eva] kevin you play persona 5? [cabin] i like it    [Hua] changes [Yae Sakura] to [rabbid]   [rabbid] for fUCK SAKES HUA  [Hua] REVENGE  [kalpass] man what has the shicksal done to you    [Hua] changes [Pardofelis] to [pardon my felix felicis]    [pardon my felix felicis] what does that mean i wanna know  [kalpass] GASP  [kalpass] ANOTHER LOST CHILD  [kalpass] HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW HARRY POTTER  [kalpass] this is so not a material girl moment  [Hua] ajsndhsiiznsks  [legolas] hua??? [Hua] im having war flashback  [pardon my felix felicis] HEY I AM VERY MUCH A MATERIAL GIRL    [Hua] changes [Aponia] to [primogems]   [primogems] I'm sorry but I don't understand? [kalpass] NABSJSBSMSM  [kalpass] i dont have enough primos to pull  [ultraman kosmos] sucks to be you  [kalpass] GO AWAY  [ultraman kosmos] we live in the same house  [ultraman kosmos] are you stupid  [i will SU you] kosma you have to understand  [i will SU you] kalpass is just mentally incapable sometimes  [pardon my felix felicis] MENTALLY INCAPABLE LMAOO PLS SU  [legolas] sometimes? more like all the time  [love4eva] lol  [kalpass] STFU    [Hua] changes [Mobius] to [nicki minaj]   [legolas] NICKI MINAJ?+@-#+##( [kalpass] NICKI MINAJ HELLO OMGJSHDJDMS  [love4eva] NICKI IS THAT YOU  [pardon my felix felicis] NICKI MY QUEEN  [nicki minaj] what the actual fuck  [Griseo] Hi  [kalpass] hi kid  [cabin] hi Griseo  [legolas] GRISEO MY CHILD HOW YOU DOINGG  [primogems] Griseo, it's nice to see you chatting with us. [i will SU you] It's nice to hear from you Griseo  [ultraman kosmos] did you eat lunch yet Gri? [Griseo] I did  [Griseo] The russian lady next door gave me some bread  [kalpass] WE HAVE A RUSSIAN NEIGHBOUR?? [persona 5 unhinged ver] hi kid! rare to hear from you  [Griseo] Your name... [persona 5 unhinged ver] oh dont worry about it! its just hua  [Hua] ahnzjsksks  [Hua] nice to hear from you Griseo  [Hua] did you finish your latest painting? [Griseo] I did, so now i'm taking a break  [love4eva] that's great, do take frequent breaks and don't push yourself too much  [legolas] aaww momma bear is here [Griseo] I will Eden  [Griseo] All of your names are weird  [kalpass] pls blame hua [Griseo] But i like them  [Griseo] They somehow matches you guys  [Hua] thank you this took my a decade to think of  [pardon my felix felicis] A DECADE?? REALLY HUA  [Griseo] I want one too  [Griseo] Can I have one Hua? [Hua] anything for you my child    [Hua] changes [Griseo] to [Leonardo da Gucci]   [Leonardo da Gucci] Thank you  [Hua] no problem  [kalpass] LEONARDO DA GUCCI?? [legolas] PLS OMGAJSHSJAK  [i will SU you] LEONARDO DA GUCCI LMAOOO IM ACTUALLY LAUGHIMG  [love4eva] the fact that i like it more than Leonardo da Vinci  [pardon my felix felicis] LEONARDO DA GUCCI WTF HUA THATS GENIUS  [ultraman kosmos] i cant stop saying it pls leonardo da gucci it sounds so good wtf  [persona 5 unhinged ver] Leonardo da Vinci who? theres only Leonardo da Gucci  [nicki minaj] we gucci  [primogems] we gucci  [kalpass] WE GUCCI YALLS  [legolas] WE GUCCI  [cabin] i like your nickname griseo  [Leonardo da Gucci] Thank you  [Leonardo da Gucci] It really sounds nice when spoken  [nicki minaj] it does  [i will SU you] Griseo got the best name out of all us  [Hua] Griseo is special  [legolas] and youre not  [Hua] im sorry?? [legolas] what would you guys do if i add otto in here  [rabbid] DO NOT UTTER THAT NAME IN MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER BEFORE I SANITIZE YOU  [ultraman kosmos] do you mean satanize instead of sanitize  [rabbid] both work anyway  [Hua] elysia i swear if you do that i will go lord of the rings book version bat shit on you  [kalpass] PLS NOT THE BOOK VER SJHSJSSK  [kalpass] hua gonna start talking in Shakespeare everytime elysia is around  [Hua] AND I WILL DO IT  [legolas] I WAS KIDDING  [legolas] and i never read lord of the rings book before  [kalpass] ANOTHER LOST CHILD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE  [persona 5 unhinged ver] kalpass you read books?? [kalpass] i do. why? [persona 5 unhinged ver] nothing just a bit shocking  [cabin] kalpass is the most human out of all of us  [cabin] he's just mentally incapable at certain times  [love4eva] i was going to say this is wholesome but i take it back  [kalpass] KEVIN HOW COULD YOU  [pardon my felix felicis] insane how everyone just starts calling kalpas 'kalpass' instead LMAOOO  [primogems] it sticks  [persona 5 unhinged ver] stick it up his kalpASS  [legolas] GOD DAMN VILLV IS THIS YOUR PERSONA TALKING  [i will SU you] truly unhinged just like her name  [rabbid] this reminds me of the twins  [Hua] which one? [Hua] the dumb one or the insane one? [ultrama kosmos] im sorry what  [rabbid] the insane one of course  [Hua] ah  [Hua] veliona then  [cabin] who is veliona  [Griseo] One of russian lady kids  [kalpass] THE RUSSIAN LADY HAVE KIDS??? [kalpass] AND SHE LIVES ACROSS US??? [kalpass] how did i not know this  [love4eva] and what are you gonna do with this information  [kalpass] im gonna fight her  [i will SU you] for fuck sake kalp  [legolas] i really dont think you should go picking a fight  [Hua] im worried  [kalpass] DONT WORRY I WONT KILL HER JUST BRAWLING [Hua] no dumbass i didnt mean that  [Hua] im worried for you  [kalpass] aww thats so sweet of you hua  [kalpass] wait wdym  [ultraman kosmos] youre going to pick a fight with someone you dont even know  [ultraman kosmos] and did we mentioned that shes RUSSIAN?? [pardon my felix felicis] omg  [Leonardo da Gucci] I wanna see Kalpass fight the russian lady  [kalpass] SEE? LEONARDO DA GUCCI GETS IT  [ultraman kosmos] honestly i agree i wanna see kalpass fights a russian woman  [primogems] You just want to see him get beaten  [ultraman kosmos] exactly  [pardon my felix felicis] exactly  [ultraman kosmos] omg twin  [pardon my felix felicis] omg twin  [rabbid] pls stop that is fucking creepy  [Leonardo da Gucci] I have a question  [cabin] shoot away kid  [Leonardo da Gucci] Most insects are described to have at least six legs so does that mean centaurs are insects? [love4eva] . [love4eva] im sorry what  [rabbid] what the fuck  [nicki minaj] i am speechless  [i will SU you] wait wait no she got a point there  [i will SU you] centaurs might be insects all along  [legolas] NO WAY  [legolas] dont do my man centaurs like this THEY ARE NOT INSECTS  [ultraman kosmos] shut up legolas what do you know  [pardon my felix felicis] NAHDNSJSKAKS  [legolas] LEAVE ME ALONE KOSMA  [nicki minaj] fuck now my brain is running  [kalpass] YOUR BRAIN IS RUNNING AWAY?? [kalpass] DO YOU NEED HELP TO CATCH IT  [nicki minaj] THATS NOT WHAT I MEAN KALPASS WTF  [rabbid] LMAO KALPASS WTH AHAHAHA  [cabin] are centaurs insects then?  [i will SU you] they are insects  [legolas] NO THEY ARE NOT WTH SU  [i will SU you] no trust me they are insects  [i will SU you] they only appear at night like most insects and they got six legs  [i will SU you] what more do you need  [primogems] Honestly, that is not very convincing  [i will SU you] would you rather believe me or elysia  [cabin] . [primogems] ...Centaurs are insects then  [legolas] EXCUSE ME??? THAT COMMENT WAS UNTOLD FOR  [legolas] THIS IS HARASSMENT  [legolas] EDEN DO SOMETHING  [love4eva] sorry hun im busy trying to stop kalpas from fighting the russian lady  [love4eva] i am not ready for WW3  [ultraman kosmos] honestly what is this group chat for  [Leonardo da Gucci] We are two hours into this already and just now you ask? [Hua] OMGAJSJSJKS [pardon my felix felicis] LMAOOOOO BURNTT  [legolas] THATS MY GURL [ultraman kosmos] i  [cabin] lmaoo  [ultraman kosmos] KEVIN?? [primogems] She's right though  [ultraman kosmos] i will be in my room crying  [i will SU you] dont come out  [kalpass] why would you say that  [i will SU you] what? [kalpass] su its up to the kid whether he wants to come out or not  [i will SU you] huh  [i will SU you] wait what is this about i dont understand  [kalpass] he'll come out when hes ready we cant force him to talk about his sexuality  [i will SU you] HUH  [cabin] pls kalpass WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU [legolas] IM SORRY BUTBAHAHAHAJSHS  [Hua] im gonna have a mENTAL BREAKDONW  [ultraman kosmos] pls let me join you hua i cant do this anymore  [Leonardo da Gucci] Kalpass, just know that i still love you no matter what  [Leonardo da Gucci] Even if you're an idiot  [Leonardo da Gucci] But that's fine  [kalpass] BUT IM NOT AN IDIOT?? [love4eva] oh honey i hate to break it to you  [primogems] Lets not, Eden  [love4eva] awww but okay  [love4eva] still, kalpass pls stop provoking the russian lady  [love4eva] im afraid the next time we see her shes gonna have a 4x4 in her hand  [kalpass] THAT MAKES IT BETTER THEN  [Hua] im afraid you dont know what a russian woman is capable of  [Hua] especially cocolia of all people  [ultraman kosmos] and how do you know that  [Hua] i live with her children at the school  [Hua] nightmares  [Hua] and did i mention that the Herrscher of Reason is her daughter? [kalpass] welt is cocolias daughter?? is he trans or something  [Hua] WHAT NO  [persona 5 unhinged ver] OMFGAHAHAHAHA [kalpass] YOURE TALKING ABOUT THE HERRSCHER OF REASON  [kalpass] WHO ELSE IS THE HERRSCHER OF REASON IF NOT WELT??  [kalpass] isnt he like the second one and the only one? [ultraman kosmos] i think they are talking about the third one kalp  [kalpass] THERES A THIRD ONE?? [kalpass] DID HE MULTIPLY OR WHAT  [Hua] i mean he does have his clone but no the third one is an entirely different person  [kalpass] IS HE STRONG  [love4eva] the third herrscher of reason is a girl  [kalpass] oh sorry ehem  [kalpass] IS SHE STRONG?? [Hua] she is but i wont let you fight her  [kalpass] YOURE NO FUN HUA :(((( [legolas] COCOLIA IS A MILF? [ultraman kosmos] we mentioned that like two hours ago  [legolas] that makes it 10x better then  [primogems] Elysia please stop going for other women  [legolas] BUT COCOLIA IS HOT  [legolas] AND BOOBAS TOO  [Hua] oh no shes horny now  [cabin] oh for fuck sakes su get me out of here  [i will SU you] lmao okay  [Leonardo da Gucci] That's kind of gay  [persona 5 unhinger ver] GRISEO OMGAJSNSKA  [persona 5 unhinger ver] griseo is a whole ass comedian [pardon my felix felicis] GRISEO IS NOT THE ONE I EXPECTED TO CALL THEM OUT LMAOAKAKAKS  [cabin] IM NOT GAY?? [pardon my felix felicis] HES IN DENIAL  [love4eva] oh kevin honey one day you'll get it dw  [primogems] Maybe he just need a little push? [nicki minaj] we should put him and su in the closet  [nicki minaj] dont let them out until they kiss or fuck or do something idc  [cabin] DONT I GET A SAY IN THIS  [legolas] you dont. your privilege to have an opinion has been rebuked. pls wait until further notice  [cabin] i hate all of you  [cabin] except griseo [nicki minaj] anyway why is my nickname nicki minaj [nicki minaj] i dont fucking understand?? [Hua] ... [Hua] ...anaconda [nicki minaj] WTF HUA     google assistant play anaconda by nicki minaj for snek woman pls lmaooo i have disappeared for a while and only resurfaced now lol writers block and school does that to a person huh this chapter is shorter than the others bcs im testing the water. im not really sure about some of the flame chaser's characters/personalities so im treading on thin ice here haha anyway im sorry if theres any mistake or grammatical errors and my humor is so dry im sorry if you didnt enjoy this ;-; ANYWAY ENJOY AND COMMENT IF YOU WANT TOIT MOTIVATES ME TO WRITE MORE BYEEEE [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[aggressive butterfly] - HSR seele [this russian woman] - HSR bronya [Welt] - welt [Keqing] - GI keqing [Fischl] - GI fischl [Klee] - GI klee    we welcome three new people to this happy circus (See the end of the chapter for notes.)       [Welt] I have come bearing news, people.  [dumb] this is why we love welt  [yae sakura] why? [dumb] equality  [yae sakura] ??? [a living disappointment] must u not be a misandrist or a misogynist, for u are ought to be a misanthropist  [dumb] SO TRUE SIN MAL  [Welt] Wise saying indeed, Sin Mal.  [a living disappointment] thanks dad  [herscherr of scam] DAD?? SINCE WHEN IS HE YOUR DAD  [a living disappointment] i will neither confirm or deny bye  [herscherr of scam] HEY COME BACK HERE  [herscherr of scam] SIN MAL  [fried tuna] what did sin mal say im too dumb for this shit  [herscherr of unreasonable] lmao  [fries tuna] GO AWAY  [aggressive butterfly] whats the news anyway  [aggressive butterfly] i've been waiting 30 seconds for it  [this russian woman] seele, seriously? [aggressive butterfly] what? time is precious and i need my beauty sleep  [fu hua] but its 4 in the evening? [aggressive butterfly] so? [fu hua] ah sorry have a nice day  [killing spree] ?? [killing spree] it takes iq of an einstein to understand yall  [mop head] i am one person  [killing spree] yes did you not see my grandma there  [herscherr of scam] YOUR GRANDMAA?? YOU HAVE A GRANDMA?  [bitter melon is horrible] LMAO ANSJSJSM VELIONA  [killing spree] FUCK NO IT WAS A TYPO  [mop head] ah yes i can see your grandma very well veliona  [crab rave] this shit is so funny  [crab rave] @sealy   are you seeing this? [sealy] huh  [sealy] veliona really? [sealy] why are you like this  [killing spree] PLS IT WAS A TYPO I WANTED TO SAY GRANDMA  [killing spree] *GRANDMA  [killing spree] *GAMMA  [waiters do be serving] this is peak comedy [killing spree] FUCKIMG HELL THIS PHONE  [dumber] veliona is being bullied hshshsh  [Welt] Anyway... [waiters do be serving] ah yes welt, go on.     [Welt] has added [Keqing] [Welt] has added [Fischl] [Welt] has added [Klee]     [Welt] My job is done. [Welt] And NO Bronya, please knock the door next time.  [herscherr of unreasonable] lmaooo  [dorms mom] wait what happened  [herscherr of unreasonable] a few days ago i wanted to talk to welt so i went to his office  [herscherr of unreasonable] when i entered he was singing rick astley songs  [herscherr of unreasonable] safe to say i got rick rolled the moment i entered  [dumb] LMAOOO NOOOO  [a living disappointment] YOU GOT RICK ROLLED?? DAMN TOUGH LIFE [dumber] in rita's words, peak comedy  [waiters do be serving] i love being quoted  [waiters do be serving] it gives me the sense that i belonged, you know? [justice is my middle name] are we getting free therapy  [dorms mom] I HEARD FREE THERAPY  [Welt] I do not give out therapy for free. [fried tuna] HOW COULD YOU WELT WE TRUSTED YOU [herscherr of scam] hey im interested in therapy! IT SOUNDS FUN  [fu hua] it really isnt senti  [Welt] Theresa, clearly, I don't get paid enough for this. [bitter melon is horrible] thats a you problem not mine  [Welt] Ugh. [bitter melon is horrible] DO NOT 'UGH' ME YOUNG MAN  [mop head] clearly, he's older than you  [bitter melon is horrible] ugh shut up einstein  [mop head] do not 'ugh' me young lady  [crab rave] LMAOOOO  [herscherr of unreasonable] how the turn has tabled... [bitter melon is horrible] i need a drink this is bs  [fried tuna] ew  [dorms mom] what are you drinking theresa? [bitter melon is horrible] the usual  [dorms mom] EW  [bitter melon is horrible] DONT 'EW' AT ME DUMBASS  [dorms mom] DUMBASS?? GURL LOOK AT YOURSELF  [skyscraper heels] oh no they are at it again  [skyscraper heels] someone pls stop them  [fried tuna] no mei let them fight i want to see this  [bow with the legs] 5 bucks that they are gonna throw themselves out of the window  [sealy] speaking from experience? [bow with the legs] i–  [waiters do be serving] IM SORRY DUDU I CANT DEFEND YOU ON THIS ONE AHAHAHHA  [herscherr of unreasonable] seele is so right  [herscherr of unreasonable] im a victim  [bow with the legs] but i didnt do anything to you  [herscherr of unreasonable] i cannot count exactly how many times you flew out of the window and crashed into me  [herscherr of unreasonable] but it was a lot  [herscherr of unreasonable] i am a 20-year-old girl who you have severely traumatized  [herscherr of unreasonable] thank you for coming to my ted talk  [dumb] APPLAUSE  [dumb] that was absolutely beautiful bronya-nee  [dumb] im crying real tears  [bitter melon is horrible] im crying  [dumb] keep crying then  [bitter melon is horrible] FFS WELT WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOHR CHILDREN  [bitter melon is horrible] this is not how i thought my wednesday would be  [Welt] They are not my children.  [Welt] Well, Bronya and Sin Mal is but the others are Cocolia's.  [herscherr of unreasonable] I AM?? [a living disappointment] huh  [Welt] Bronya, you are literally the third Herscherr of Reason. Of course, you are my child.  [crab rave] boss you're not making any sense  [Welt] Ignorance is bliss.  [herscherr of scam] did bronya just get adopted  [fried tuna] i think so  [herscherr of unreasonable] im so confused?? [sealy] dont worry youre doing great right now  [herscherr of unreasonable] thank you? [dorms mom] i want what they have  [dorms mom] WHEN IS IT MY TURN  [dorms mom] NO THERESA SHUT UP I CAN SEE YOU TYPING  [dorms mom] IM NOT LISTENING TO YOUR BULLSHIT  [bitter melon is horrible] damn calm down i wasnt going to say anything  [waiters do be serving] now we all know thats a lie  [bitter melon is horrible] wdym im a good samaritan  [aggressive butterfly] if i get a dollar every time theresa lies, i'll get two. which isn't a lot but it happened twice  [this russian woman] did you just memed? [aggressive butterfly] what does it look liked then? [this russian woman] im telling serval  [aggressive butterfly] NO WAIT FUCK NO NOT SERVAL  [aggressive butterfly] ANYONE BUT SERVAL  [this russian woman] how about march 7th? [aggressive butterfly] WAIT NO NOT HER TOO  [this russian woman] im telling march 7th  [aggressive butterfly] NOOOOOOOOOO HOW COULD YOU  [aggressibe butterfly] THIS IS BETRAYAL  [Keqing] why are you so dramatic  [aggressive butterfly] IM SORRY WHO  [Keqing] just read the text again  [aggressive butterfly] no i mean, who are you? [Keqing] read my name?? [Keqing] are you clinically dumb or something  [this russian woman] AHAHAHAH OMAGSHSHS  [killing spree] what kind of name is keqing  [Keqing] an asian name dumbass  [killing spree] IM SORRY? [Keqing] im not  [sealy] you deserved that veliona  [killing spree] SEELE WHY YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE  [sealy] i need my daily dose of bullying  [aggressive butterfly] omg shes like me fr  [this russian woman] pls do not compare yourself to the other seele she doesnt deserve that insult  [aggressive woman] IM BREAKING INTO YOUR ROOM  [this russian woman] HEY I JUST FIXED THAT DOOR FFS  [Fischl] Oh my, what a dubious act of two souls! [fried tuna] what?? i dont understand  [Keqing] Fischl, seriously? [fried tuna] someone translate that pls  [herscherr of unreasonable] kiana are you illiterate or smthng? [fried tuna] LEAVE ME ALONE IM NOT FEELING WELL  [a living disappointment] you're telling me a herscherr can get sick? [fried tuna] JESUS SORRY FOR BEING HUMAN  [fried tuna] no srsly just translate what she said  [herscherr of unreasonable] i guess shes saying  [dumber] "omg, these bitches are gay" [herscherr of unreasonable] yeah what lili said [Keqing] YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HER??? [dumber] its an exclusive talent  [Keqing] pls give me some it took me years to understand her and you understood her in less than 20 seconds  [Keqing] this isnt fair  [dorms mom] life is never fair hun  [bitter melon is horrible] i hate that you're right  [waiters do be serving] who did you even add welt? [waiters do be serving] is this another case just like bronya and seele? [Welt] No. [Welt] That was spontaneous, this one wasn't. [Welt] Well, technically both are spontaneous because the author is like that... [Welt] But I digress. To be honest, I don't know how to explain it to you other than the word 'collaboration.' [waiters do be serving] ...okay then  [fried tuna] i will not lie and say that i understand that  [herscherr of scam] same  [Welt] Just roll with it.  [herscherr of scam] whatever you say old timer  [herscherr of scam] SO WHO ARE THESE NEWBIES  [Fischl] Why, someone is forlorn for my identity! For I, Prinzessin der Verurteilung, the outstanding traveler of another world who founded paradise has heard of your needs. Do not fret, for I, Fischl von Luftchloss Narfidort shall became your faithful companion on this obstacle of your protracted journey! [yae sakura] im sorry but what the fuck did i just woke up to  [crab rave] even i dont write like that for my papers  [fried tuna] i will not try to understand that im sorry  [a living disappointment] i guess im a little illiterate atp  [justice is my middle name] idk but it kinda interesting she can type all that out in less that 10 seconds  [justice is my middle name] sakura need more than a minute to write a complete sentence  [yae sakura] KALLEN WHY  [justice is my middle name] im bored lel  [skyscraped heels] as much as i am impressed, what does it exactly mean? [fu hua] bronya or liliya pls translate  [fu hua] or maybe her friend? [Keqing] where is oz when i need him  [Keqing] shes just probably introducing herself but in theatre mode  [dumb] OMG I LOVE THEATRE ACT!! [dumber] i do too they are fun to watch  [waiters do be serving] especially live really nice  [dumb] SO TRUE!! [Fischl] Oh my, have I finally reached the end of my journey? Where I have reached the horizon of the dawn, an alike light that surrounds me? The warmth that drowns me judges the darkness that held onto me. Now, it has ultimately let go, knowing it has lost the battle after seeking out the victory that was not even present. What a victory for this one Princess! [fried tuna] mei, hua, my head hurt  [skyscraper heels] oh no i'll get you to bed now so you can rest  [fu hua] i'll watch over her dw  [dorms mom] im not even gonna try to decipher that  [bitter melon is horrible] i hate that i have to agree with you twice today  [dorms mom] suck it up then loser  [herscherr of unreasonable] yall sucks the girl has a good vocabulary  [a living disappointment] then translate that shit  [herscherr of unreasonable] shes just saying that shes happy that there are others who enjoys theatre shows  [Keqing] yup, what she said i can confirm its true  [Keqing] Fischl is pretty happy some of yall appreciate theatre  [a living disappointment] i cant believe you actually understand her  [a living disappointment] like HOW  [herscherr of unreasonable] you are clearly uneducated  [a living disappointment] sorry that i dont do brochures shithead  [herscherr of unreasonable] ITS LITERATURE YOU UNCULTURED SWINE  [dorms mom] BRONYA'S MAD?? [this russian woman] i would be too honestly  [this russian woman] who tf put brochures and literature together like. . . ew [herscherr of unreasonable] see she gets me  [yae sakura] yall are literally the same person  [herscherr of unreasonable] and? [this russian woman] and? [yae sakura] THAT IS FUXKING CREEPY  [9th grade syndrome] @Keqing  @Fischl  @Klee   who even are these people  [9th grade syndrome] i've never heard of them before  [Keqing] i'd be pretty shocked if you did  [Keqing] short version, this is a collab  [Keqing] your welcome  [dumber] how about the long version  [Keqing] there isnt one  [skyscraper heels] pls just introduce yourself  [Keqing] okay raiden shogun  [skyscraper heels] ?? [Keqing] I'm Keqing. hi.  [herscherr of scam] HOW DO YOU SPELL YOUR NAME  [Keqing] ?? arent you supposed to be chinese how tf do you not know how to spell my name  [herscherr of scam] IM ILLITERATE  [Keqing] AH I LIKE YOUR HONESTY  [Keqing] its spelled kuh-ching  [Keqing] thats like the best i can do for you  [herscherr of scam] WELL THATS FINE THANK YOU  [herscherr of scam] IM LEARNING NEW THINGS TODAY WOW  [Keqing] i kinda like you  [Klee] SISTER KEQING ARE YOU CHEATING ON SISTER GANYU  [Keqing] WHAT THE FISH KLEE  [yae sakura] YOU'RE CHEATING ON YOUR GF?? [Keqing] WHAT NO  [Keqing] WE'RE NOT EVEN DATING  [Klee] BUT SIS HU TAO SAID YOU LIKE HER  [Keqing] FOR GODS SAKE HU TAO  [sealy] hmm i smell something  [sealy] i smell denial  [Fischl] i thought better of you keqing  [Keqing] WHY ARE YOU OUT OF CHARACTER          lmao this was longer than i thought and this chapter is LONG but i cut it in half and tbh i didnt really like how this turned out, its not really good compared to the others but i dont have the strength to rewrite a 2k words of fictional characters being ooc pls save me hahAHA– ANYWAY. im busy as usual right now (yk school and all that shits) and im in a MIDDLE OF ANOTHER EXAM LIKE OMAGAJA– anyway! i hope yall enjoy this chap even if its lacking and pls do ignore any mistake, i didnt beta read this lol. ENJOY! fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[aggressive butterfly] - HSR seele [this russian woman] - HSR bronya [Welt] - welt [Keqing] - keqing [Fischl] - fischl [Klee] - klee (See the end of the chapter for notes.)               [herscherr of unreasonable] guess who just spent the equivalent of 1000 bucks on plushies? [sealy] SHUT UP THEY WERE CUTE  [herscherr of unreasonable] 1000 BUCKS SEELE  [herscherr of unreasonable] 1000 BUCKS  [herscherr of unreasonable] GOD DAMN  [sealy] THEY WERE CUTEEEEE  [killing spree] you clearly need to learn some self control seele  [sealy] i'll do it until you do  [killing spree] HEY I DO HAVE SELF CONTROL  [sealy] BULLSHIT YOU SPEND LIKE 5K ON A GAME  [killing spree] HEY IF IT LETS ME SEE WOMEN IN WEDDING DRESS THEN I'LL DO IT  [sealy] fair enough [dumb] you could just use google for that shit yk? [killing spree] rozaliya please shut up  [dumb] MAN I DID NOTHING WRONG  [Keqing] pls its 4 am in the morning  [Keqing] even liyue isnt like this  [Fischl] now thats a lie  [Fischl] theres at least three people active in the gc no matter what time  [Fischl] remember when they woke up everybody to show us a slide about how childe is an actual child  [Fischl] and it was like 5 in the morning  [Keqing] man fuck i completely forgot about that  [dumber] who name their own child as 'childe' ?? [Fischl] apparently, it's not his real name  [dumber] AND WHO WOULD PICK 'CHILDE' AS THEIR NAME?? [Keqing] childe, unfortunately  [Keqing] i think his name is tortilla or smthn similar idk  [dumb] WHO WOULD PUT THEIR NAME AS TORTILLA NOOOOOKAJSKSAK  [dumber] this just gets weirder and weirder as time passes [Fischl] it's tartaglia not tortilla  [Keqing] i really could care less about that ginger <3  [dorms mom] OUCH? [dumb] that for real hurt  [dumber] you're not even ginger roza wth  [dumb] pink is close enough idc LET ME HAVE MY MOMENT  [bitter melon is horrible] why are you all awake  [bitter melon is horrible] anyway himeko lmao  [dorms mom] FUCK OFF?? IM TRYING TO GET MY BEAUTY SLEEP  [bitter melon is horrible] PATHETIC  [bitter melon is horrible] A TRUE BEAUTY DOESNT GET BEAUTY SLEEP  [bitter melon is horrible] all we need is an unhealthy amount of coffee and try our best not to die  [fu hua] omg so true theresa  [skyscraper heels] FU HUA???? [fu hua] yes? am i wrong? [skyscraper heels] i mean you're not... but still!  [9th grade syndrome] who tf spends 1000 dollars on fucking PLUSHIES  [9th grade syndrome] you could have used all that money to feed people  [9th grade syndrome] and that people is me ofc  [fried tuna] you're so shameless mom would cry if she sees this  [9th grade syndrome] well moms dead sooo  [bow with the legs] dont speak about my mother that way you heathen  [bow with the legs] i will exorcise you  [waiters do be serving] honestly i do want to see you exorcist a herscherr  [mop head] especially one like sirin  [crab rave] OMG YES  [crab rave] that would make a good report  [mop head] would she get burn or something  [crab rave] i dont think that will work honestly  [crab rave] feed her an insane amount of honkai energy until she combusts? [mop head] she would just get stronger  [crab rave] well yeah but then she will have less control of her power so she might explode? [mop head] are you trying to start another apocalypse  [crab rave] fuck it we already made it this far idc if another one blows up  [yae sakura] mom come pick me up im scared  [aggressive butterfly] did they just have a full-blown convo about torturing someone  [aggressive butterfly] actually nvm i've seen that a lot in the underworld  [9th grade syndrome] WHY ARE YOU TALKING AS IF IM SOME KIND OF EXPERIMENT  [9th grade syndrome] this is very trauma inducing yk? [a living disappoinment] bold of you to assume everyone here doesn't have a trauma  [a living disappoinment] my condolences but youre not special  [sealy] im going to say that sin mal is being inconsiderate but im somehow agreeing with her  [killing spree] i hate it that shes right  [this russian woman] all of you could very well use some therapy  [this russian woman] like seriously. deadass. full stop. [herscherr of unreasonable] we've tried it before  [herscherr of unreasonable] well at least I DID  [herscherr of unreasonable] it was kind of nice  [herscherr of unreasonable] but it was so expensive  [justice is my middle name] i mean, if im going to listen to people talking about their lives and traumas that would instead traumatize me, i would make it expensive too  [sealy] and you say me spending 1000 bucks on plushies is wrong?? [herscherr of unreasonable] THEY WERE PLUSHIES SEELE ONE OR TWO WERE ENOUGH [sealy] THEY ARE THERAPEUTIC SHUT UP  [fried tuna] fair enough plushies are therapeutic  [killing spree] they are  [a living disappoinment] everytime i look at them i just wanna squish them so hard their eyes would pop out  [a living disappoinment] and i just feel the need to rip their limbs and head out  [a living disappoinment] they are kind of therapeutic for me  [waiters do be serving] this is not pg 13 anymore wtf  [Keqing] I AM CONCERNED  [bow with the legs] pls do be  [bow with the legs] we need more people with common sense  [dorms mom] you did not just say that durandal  [skyscraper heels] shut up bianka  [herscherr of scam] NOT THE GOVERNMENT NAME  [Keqing] i am so glad Klee is never on her phone  [Keqing] because i would be crying and the whole monstadt would hunt me down  [Fischl] Quite the note, my comrade.  [Keqing] shit right youre from monstadt fischl  [fried tuna] comrade? where are we, russia? [9th grade syndrome] what even is monstadt  [Keqing] your mom  [9th grade syndrome] my moms dead bij  [Keqing] oh condolences  [fried tuna] dad is gonna cry if he ever read this  [bow with the legs] i wanna see him cry honestly  [fried tuna] BIANKA?? [fried tuna] SIS I THOUGHT YOU'RE THE REASONABLE ONE OUT OF THE THREE OF US  [bow with the legs] since when? [fried tuna] OMAHGOD  [fried tuna] MY LIFE IS A LIE [fried tuna] I CAMT BELIEVE IM THE REASONABLE ONE NOW  [justice is my middle name] woooo kiana character development! [justice is my middle name] as your great-great-great-great-great grandmother, i am very proud of you!  [fried tuna] YOU'RE MY GRANDMA??  [justice is my middle name] IM NOT??? [fried tuna] I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY GREAT-GREAT-GREAT-GREAT-GREAT AUNT  [justice is my middle name] IM THE AUNT?? [mop head] im pretty sure you didn't have any kids whatsoever  [justice is my middle name] oh yeah that makes a lot more sense  [bitter melon is horrible] hold up i thought im the aunt?? [justice is my middle name] not anymore bij  [bitter melon is horrible] OH ITS ON IM NOT GIVING MY SPOT AS KIANA'S AUNT  [justice is my middle] ITS ON SHORTIE  [yae sakura] kallen why are you like this at 5 in the morning can you not  [yae sakura] fuck she ran out the door again [9th grade syndrome] some of yall are insane  [9th grade syndrome] no wait all of you are insane  [Keqing] stun seed backward  [dumb] NOOOOOO  [herscherr of scam] LMAOOO SNDJFNDH  [9th grade syndrome] what  [9th grade syndrome] dees nuts? [waiters do be serving] im so sorry sirin  [herscherr of unreasonable] cant save you from this one  [9th grade syndrome] ????? [Fischl] Oh, what a magnificent showdown of two parallel souls of warriors competing for their glory! For I, Prinzessin der Verurteilung, Fischl von Luftchloss Narfidort am trembling with utmost anticipation at this historical event that is dawning upon us all! Although, I did acquire the message that our dearest Theresa is analogous to a a companion of mine who resides and rules over the realm of Wisdom and Knowledge. Thus, it is certainly an astonishment to view the difference in nature.  [dumb] liliya i think we should go to the library for this one  [dumber] you go. i can understand her just fine  [dumb] AND HOW EXACTLY  [skyscraper] its impressive honestly. i can make out a few things she says but im still clueless about it  [dorms mom] all i know is that she mentioned theresa  [Klee] SISTER FISCHL IS TALKING FUNNY AGAIN  [Klee] KLEE DONT REALLY UNDERSTAND BUT KLEE LEARNED MANY DIFFICULT WORDS FROM SISTER FISCHL  [yae sakura] WHO BROUGHT A CHILD IN HERE  [yae sakura] @Welt   ARE YOU CHRONICALLY INSANE  [Welt] Hey now, I'm just doing my job... [yae sakura] WELL YOUR JOB SUCKS THEN  [Keqing] oh klees here  [Klee] HELLO SISTER KEQING :DDDD  [Keqing] hi kiddo  [Keqing] klee, isn't it time for you to check up on your bombs? [Klee] OH YOURE RIGHT  [Keqing] yes and you can do it outside this time  [Klee] REALLY? YOU LET ME DO IT OUTSIDE? [Keqing] of course kid. now go on  [Klee] YAY :DDDD  [herscherr of scam] SHES SO PRECIOUS AAAHH  [dorms mom] so no ones gonna question that kid plays with bombs  [fu hua] not the weirdest thing i've experienced  [dorms mom] ah yes my apologies you are very much right  [Keqing] FISCHL WTF YOU MEAN YOU ARE FRIENDS WITH THE DENDRO ARCHON  [Keqing] NO WAIT HOW TF DID YOU EVEN KNOW HER  [Fischl] Nahida is nice, i like her  [Keqing] EVEN HER DAMN NAME?? [Fischl] She's like a tiny version of Theresa  [dorms mom] theresa is already tiny oh my god  [Fischl] Nahida is the toddler version of her  [Fischl] Oh, don't forget the elf ears too  [dorms mom] SHE GOT ELF EARS NOW??? [bitter melon is horrible] WHO ARE YOU CALLING TINY YOU DAMN DUMBASS  [bitter melon is horrible] would love to meet nahida btw, she sounds nice  [bitter melon is horrible] HIMEKO WHY ARE YOU RUNNING                AYOOO IM BACK this chapter is shorter than the others, just at 1.6k words and i usually write over 2k anyway i just finished another exam bcs my school sucks ansksksksm and im prettt sure im failing physics and chem rocking with biology tho lmao anyway, i hope you enjoy this chapter and pls ignore any mistakes bcs im too tired rn do comment and give me your thoughts! it help a lot with my motivation :DDDD [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[aggressive butterfly] - HSR seele[this russian woman] - HSR bronya[Welt] - welt[kekeke] - keqing[Fischl] - fischl[Klee] - klee there will be minor spoilers for genshin 3.2 quest! (See the end of the chapter for more notes.)                     [Fischl] Okay so  [Fischl] I know it's like 5 am in the morning and I shouldnt probably be doing this but  [Keqing] NO  [Fischl] Listen its important okay? [fu hua] humor me  [Fischl] Alright bird lady  [herscherr of scam] bird ladyhsjskdksms  [Fischl] All of you dont know the full story  [Fischl] But what Im about to suggest isnt exactly legal  [crab rave] you need a lawyer? [Fischl] Probably  [Fischl] If everything goes wrong that is  [Fischl] But its fine for now  [killing spree] what is the illegal thing youre doing  [Fischl] Oh you know the normal stuff  [Fischl] Murder I guess? [skyscraper heels] i  [killing spree] huh pretty normal stuff  [skyscraper heels] veliona no  [killing spree] thats literally what we do daily?? [waiters do be serving] can confirm  [yae sakura] why are we murdering people in the first place  [Keqing] this is not how my 5 am is supposed to turn out  [Fischl] Okay look I have a very good reason  [Keqing] BITCH YOU BETTER  [Fischl] Remember Nahida? [dorms mom] the toddler and elf version of theresa? [bitter melon is horrible] SHES AN ELF????? [fu hua] the theresa look alike?  [Fischl] Yeah you all remember her  [Fischl] So the thing is that shes a god  [bitter melon is horrible] SHE BETTER BE WHEN SHES ANOTHER VERSION OF ME  [dorms mom] theresa shut up  [bitter melon is horrible] stay mad and stay dead bitch  [herscherr of unreasonable] HAHAJAJAKAKSKSKS  [herscherr of unreasonable] im sorry jasjsbsbsj  [fried tuna] shitting irl tears rn pls [dorms mom] YOU ALL ARE LITTLE SHITS  [mop head] can we get back to the topic pls  [mop head] i feel like Fischl isnt joking  [bitter melon is horrible] BOI SHE BETTER NOT BE  [bitter melon is horrible] I WANT NAHIDA TO BE ABLE TO STEP ON OTHERS  [Keqing] im 1000% sure the dendro archon wouldnt do that      [bitter melon is horrible] changes [Keqing] to [kekeke]     [kekeke] FOR WHAT??? [bitter melon is horrible] my entertainment  [Fischl] Im not joking Nahida is a god  [kekeke] i swear nahida was just our prof in our uni before we got thrown into another world [killing spree] what god tho?  [killing spree] dont they have like a title or something like that raiden woman  [Fischl] Yeah Nahida is the God of Wisdom  [Fischl] Wait how did you even know  [skyscraper] why are we talking about me  [killing spree] im not talking about you [bitter melon is horrible] MY GIRL IS THE GOD OF WISDOM  [bitter melon is horrible] IM SO PROUD IM CRYING RIGHT NOW  [9th grade syndrome] theres really no need for the fancy ass title  [Welt] Says the one that called herself the Herscherr of Void. [9th grade syndrome] FUCK OFF HERSCHERR OF REASON  [9th grade syndrome] AT LEAST VOID IS COOL LIKE WTH IS REASON  [Welt] You just decided to offend the entire line of the Herscherr of Reason. Might I tell you that your sister's friend is the third one?  [9th grade syndrome] what shes gonna do? fight me? [herscherr of unreasonable] im locking the fridges btw  [9th grade syndrome] FUCK WAIT NOOO  [herscherr of scam] LMAOOO  [mop head] okay Fischl continue pls  [Fischl] Thank you  [Fischl] So you see theres some kind of problem in Sumeru where Nahida rules  [Fischl] Except that shes not really ruling it  [fu hua] wait if shes the god of sumeru why isnt she ruling it then? [Fischl] Technically Nahida is the second God of Wisdom bcs the first one died 500 years ago  [Welt] Which means that she is an actual child.  [Fischl] Yes and Sumeru has this thing call Akademiya. Its like college but on steroids and drugs. Theres these people called the sages that governs it. Bcs Nahida is inexperienced and only 500 years old, the sages locked her up and decide it was real free estate [dumb] college but on steroids and drugs LMAOOOO  [fried tuna] she perfectly described it then  [justice is my middle name] they locked her up? [Fischl] Yep  [yae sakura] like put her in a cage and all? [Fischl] Yes  [waiters do be serving] and shes just a child? [Fischl] Yes maam  [Fischl] So this is why what Im suggesting is not legal  [Fischl] Because Im considering murder even though I have never done it  [justice is my middle name] theres always a first time for everybody <3  [dorms mom] YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE SANE HERE?? DONT ENCOURAGE MURDER FOR GOD'S SAKE  [justice is my middle] im the symbol of justice and THIS IS JUSTICE  [justice is my middle] who thinks it's alright to lock up an innocent child? [dorms mom] SHES 500 YEARS OLD?? [a living disappointment] and she spent that 500 years locked up  [a living disappointment] your point? [dorms mom] okay fair  [dumb] thats so sad :(((( imagine spending your entire childhood locked up DDDD: [Fischl] So in conclusion, we're trying to overthrow a government and save Nahida  [Fischl] But one of us said that murder isnt enough  [Fischl] So I need suggestions  [Fischl] especially from you guys who are unhinge [killing spree] youre right murder isnt enough  [killing spree] cut them up, crush them  [waiters do be serving] cook and boil them  [fried tuna] SET THEM ON FIRE  [fried tuna] ARSON IS THE ANSWER  [sealy] put them in a room where everything is white and let them slowly go insane  [herscherr of unreasonable] SEELE??? [yae sakura] nothing is better than seeing seele suggest to mentally scar someone.  [dumber] what can i say? its a talent of hers  [yae sakura] i need alcohol PLS  [fu hua] guys lets be civil about this  [bitter melon is horrible] YOU BET IM GONNA VERBALLY DEGRADE THE SHIT OUT OF THOSE SAGES [fu hua] everyone, violence isnt the answer  [crab rave] its a question  [crab rave] AND THE ANSWER IS YES  [fu hua] for fuck sake  [herscherr of scam] LEAVE IT BE OLD TIMER  [herscherr of scam] WE'RE USING THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP TO OVERTHROW CAPITALISM  [dumb] AND COMMITTING MURDER TOO! [aggressive butterfly] who is committing murder? [this russian woman] pls dont murder anybody  [aggressive butterfly] and why am i not invited?  [this russian woman] for fuck sake  [fu hua] my thought exactly  [this russian woman] can yall go on a day without murdering anybody?  [this russian woman] yall should make that a challenge or something  [fried tuna] shut up russian  [aggressive butterfly] HAHAHASHDJJSKS  [this russian woman] WHEN DID THAT BECAME AN INSULT??? [kekeke] Fischl might be right but im honestly scared  [kekeke] like  [kekeke] why  [Fischl] the gang says thank you for the suggestion btw  [Fischl] alhaitam says thank you seele  [sealy] im glad to help ^^ [yae sakura] IM SCARED PLS [bitter melon is horrible] I WISH I COULD BE THERE FOR FHE REBELLION  [bitter melon is horrible] I WANT TO VERBALLY DEGRADE THOSE SAGES I SWEAR THEY GONNA CATCH THESE HANDS  [crab rave] just say you have a degradation kink or smthng theresa  [fried tuna] PFTTNAHSJJAKSS  [dumb] OH LORDHDHSJSKSK  [bitter melon is horrible] BITCH?? [skyscraper] IM GONNA CRY DEGRADATION KINKFNDNCKF  [a living disappointment] im so disappointed i just cant  [dumb] OMG SIN MAL IS ACTUALLY CRYINgsdnrnsmml  [dumber] ROZA?? [aggressive butterfly] why is everyone getting their kink exposed  [this russian woman] says the one with a praise kink  [aggressive butterfly] FUCK OFF?? [this russian woman] lmao no  [Welt] Fischl, how is the rebellion going? [Fischl] Horrible  [justice is my middle name] JUSTICE WAS NOT SERVED?? [fried tuna] sirin pls create a portal there im gonna punch them sages myself  [9th grade syndrome] im not the fucking uber wtf  [9th grade syndrome] at least pay me  [Welt] Kiana, I can get you there and I'll do it for free. Just punch them extra hard for me.  [fried tuna] REALLY?? FUCK YEAH  [fu hua] Welt pls dont. are you trying to tear down our world  [Welt] You're no fun, Fu hua.  [fu hua] ???? [herscherr of scam] NOT WELT CALLING OLD TIMER BORING HAAHHAHA  [waiters do be serving] im so sorry fu hua i cant defend you anymore  [justice is my middle name] FISCHL YOU CANT JUST DISAPPEAR OFF LIKE THAT  [justice is my middle] I NEED TO KNOW IF JUSTICE HAS BEEN SERVED  [yae sakura] kallen pls  [Fischl] Sorry  [Fischl] We won  [justice is my middle name] THERE YOU GO MATES  [justice is my middle name] JUSTICE HAS BEEN SERVED  [bow with the legs] why did you suddenly turn british i thought we were germans [killing spree] pls tell me those sages are in hell now  [Fischl] Unfortunately, no  [justice is my middle] AWW BULLSHIT [killing spree] THEN WHATS THE POINT OF THE REBELLION THEN?? [killing spree] I WANT FIGHT I WANT WAR I WANT BLOODSHED  [sealy] veliona you haven't slept for three days now pls go to sleep  [killing spree] aight im going to sleep yalls  [killing spree] dont kill yourself without me  [fried tuna] thats one way for an exit  [Fischl] The sages would have been dead  [Fischl] IF NAHIDA WASNT TOO GADDAMN KIND  [Fischl] I swear she could have just silently executed them God of War style  [Fischl] ALHAITAM AND CYNO WERE SO EXCITED AND READY TO DO IT BUT NOOOO [kekeke] why are you mad?? [Fischl] Why wouldnt I be  [kekeke] i mean you dont need to kill them since you already save nahida  [waiters do be serving] keqing honey  [waiters do be serving] the goal was to kill the sages AND save nahida  [kekeke] yeah but like you dont need to  [bitter melon is horrible] BULLSHIT  [bitter melon is horrible] SURVIVAL IS FOR THE FITTEST AND WE DONT LOCK KIDS UP IN THE BASEMENT  [dumb] unless its sin mal then you need to  [a living disappointment] FUCK OFF  [Fischl] I should have just use my bow to get a hit  [fried tuna] YOURE A BOW USER?? [bow with the legs] girl you should have just sniped them  [fried tuna] SERIOUSLY YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST GET A HEADSHOT  [Fischl] Sorry  [fried tuna] nooo dont be sorry you did good you won and thats what matters  [herscherr of scam] lmaoooo  [bitter melon is horrible] anyway can i see nahida now  [bitter melon is horrible] i want to see my sweet child  [yae sakura] DONT  [yae sakura] I DONT CARE WAHT YALL THINK BUT NEVER LET THERESA NEAR A CHILD  [bitter melon is horrible] HEY I AM VERY GOOD WITH CHILDREN  [yae sakura] THE LAST CHILD YOU TOOK CARE OF FELL INTO THE LAKE [bitter melon is horrible] IT WAS AN ACCIDENT WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO??? [yae sakura] SAVE HIM INSTEAD OF ENCOURAGING HIM TO SWIM?? [bitter melon is horrible] HE WANTED TO LEARN  [crab rave] JESUS THERESA I DONT THINK THATS HOW IT WORKS  [dumber] im scared pls  [herscherr of unreasonable] lili pls run whenever you see theresa  [Klee]  [kekeke] KLEE?? [kekeke] SWEET CHILD WHERE DID YOU GET THAT  [Klee] Klee has a new friend now! Her name is Nahida and she's an elf too! [kekeke] EXACTLY HOW  [bitter melon is horrible] AAAAAHHHH SHES SO CUTE [dorms mom] did this kid realy wnet and befriended a god [waiters do be serving] the child has better grammar than you do  [dorms mom] STOP?? [bitter melon is horrible] im so disappointed in you himeko  [bitter melon is horrible] this is why i got better mark in english  [dorms mom] stfu cecilia beat you every time  [bitter melon is horrible] THAT IS A FORBIDDEN SUBJECT  [bitter melon is horrible] i swear cecilia wasnt human  [bitter melon is horrible] how did she get 100% on every test?? [9th grade syndrome] you're just stupid  [dorms mom] HAHAJAJSJSKS VIOLATION  [bitter melon is horrible] GO AWAY  [bitter melon is horrible] LET ME JUST SCREAM OVER HOW CUTE NAHIDA IS  [bitter melon is horrible] LIKE LOOK AT HER LOOK AT THAT ROUND CHUBBY CUTE FACE  [bitter melon is horrible] SHES LOOK SO CUTE  [bitter melon is horrible] I KNOW THATS RIGHT SINCE SHE TAKES AFTER ME  [a living disappointment] she is not related to you  [bitter melon is horrible] DID I STUTTER? [mop head] thats not how it works theresa  [bitter melon is horrible] shut up einstein  [mop head] ??? [kekeke] i still cant get over this new world  [kekeke] i was just a 20-year-old kid in college and then im suddenly in a world where im a workaholic woman and the god of the nation is so dramatic he fakes his death [Fischl] Nevertheless a workaholic when you existed in told of the old one, comrade.  [kekeke] why are you suddenly back into your character  [Fischl] What foolish connotation! The Prinzessin has for long forgotten thy scarring past.  [kekeke] whatever makes you happy fischl  [waiters do be serving] the god of your nation is truly a drama queen  [kekeke] I KNOW RIGHT  [kekeke] LIKE, REALLY?? IN FRONT OF EVERYONE? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SHOW  [kekeke] i know for gods sake that he isnt actually dead and is somewhere lurking while watching the drama unfold  [kekeke] wait where have i heard this before  [Klee] Oh oh oh! Klee knows this one! Brother Albedo talked about this back at school [Klee] He said something about Rex Lapis  [kekeke] rex lapis? [kekeke] wait  [kekeke] WAIT OMG  [kekeke] FUCKING REX LAPIS ABZJANANAM  [yae sakura] THERE IS A CHILD IN HERE  [fried tuna] nah klees fine i think  [fried tuna] if her grammar is better than 85% of us here, she knows that's a bad word  [herscherr of unreasonable] when did you became the reasonable one? [fried tuna] SINCE DURANDAL DECIDED TO ABANDON HER POST  [bow with the legs] i do not know what youre talking about sister  [fried tuna] FUCKING BIANKA  [dumber] not the government name hajahsjsks                        OMG HELLO HII *flips hair* HOW YALL BEEN DOING?? IM DOING BADLY THAN YESTERDAY BUT THATS FINE n e way i dont have much to say about this chapter other than my suffering of the need to have another genshin and honkai collab. KEQING AND FISCHL WERE GOOD BUT LIKE I NEED MORE and i cant just explain HOW WEIRD IT SOUNDS TO HEAR NAHIDA'S JP VOICE IN GAME LIKE ???@+#?# because she has the same jp va as theresa, it feels weird bcs I CAN HEAR THERESA LURKING HSHSHS we love and respect nahida in this house! if only i could punch that sage... nahida should have burn them also, spoiler alerts, hydro archon's name is focalor. im not sure if thats her title or its her demon name but its focalor. everybody pls put your hands together and pray that the hydro archon is seele. IT GOTTA BE SEELE. give me bronseele crumbs in GI pls they gotta be canon in every universe okay im gonna stop my ranting now before yall hate me even further ajajajaja. this chapter is a mess and they kinda becoming less funnier (pls help jajaja) so im sorry :( i hope you enjoy this chapter and do ignore any mistakes! do comment and give me your thoughts, it helps with my motivation :D [fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[dumber] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[aggressive butterfly] - HSR seele[this russian woman] - HSR bronya[Welt] - welt[kekeke] - keqing[Fischl] - fischl[Klee] - klee (See the end of the chapter for notes.)         [killing spree] okay wait i just found out kiana bronya mei fuhua and senti went to fight kevin kaslana  [dorms mom] kevin kaslana? [fried tuna] my grandpa  [bow with the legs] our grandpa  [9th grade syndrome] our grandpa  [bow with the legs] ew  [9th grade syndrome] kys  [bitter melon is horrible] technically hes my grandpa too  [bitter melon is horrible] im an honorary kaslana  [justice is my middle] wait does that means  [yae sakura] OTTO'S GAY?? [dorms mom] AHAHHAJAKAKSM  [fu hua] i  [fried tuna] PLS OMGNSJSJSJ  [justice is my middle name] yae...  [skyscraper] i mean none of yall got any vibe from him? [fu hua] ??? [waiters do be serving] well, if he wasn't so helplessly in love with kallen, where do you think he would be today? [herrscher of scam] no... [herrscher of scam] NO  [bow with the legs] rita you're telling me that otto might as well be gay? [waiters do be serving] probs. he could be bi for all i know  [sealy] you all do know that he meets welt daily, right? [sealy] like... too daily for me  [killing spree] omg  [bitter melon is horrible] NO WAY YOURE KIDDING  [a living disappointment] he visit cocolia sometimes  [a living disappointment] and im sure he met kevin along the way since they live across from us  [skyscraper] THE FC LIVES ACROSS YOU?? [skyscraper] HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS  [killing spree] why does that even matter  [skyscraper] I COULD HAVE JUST WENT THERE INSTEAD OF TAKING A 3 HOUR SUBWAY RIDE BCS VILL-V TOLD ME THATS THE FASTEST WAY  [yae sakura] LMAOO  [skyscraper] BIANKA HELP ME  [bow with the legs] what do i have to do with this? [herrscher of unreasonable] mei is headed to the training room  [bow with the legs] oh okay  [bitter melon is horrible] i'll get the construction workers ready  [kekeke] woah why  [fu hua] she cut off half the building last time  [fu hua] and thats bcs kiana refused to eat lunch  [dorms mom] mei threw a tantrum  [skyscraper heels] I DID NOT  [bow with the legs] mei that swing almost got rita  [bow with the legs] get off your phone  [skyscraper heels] sorry  [waiters do be serving] news flash i almost died  [kekeke] just  [kekeke] why  [a living disappointment] and yall call me the villain huh  [killing spree] wait this isnt about otto this about the fact that half of yall went to fight kevin kaslana and i wasnt invited  [herrscher of unreasonable] im not risking seele  [killing spree] SHES NOT WEAK  [killing spree] SHES LITERALLY THE HERRSCHER OF DEATH  [killing spree] why did yall even fight kevin  [fried tuna] senti wanted to fight him  [herrscher of scam] kiana wanted to fight him  [skyscraper] i was there to stop kiana [herrscher of unreasonable] he stole my balls [yae sakura] he stole your WHAT  [herrscher of unreasonable] no wait i meant that ball [herrscher of unreasonable] plural auto correct [bitter melon is horrible] THAT BALL? [dumb] whose balls [waiters do be serving] omg  [fu hua] i got themball back  [killing spree] AHAHAHHWHAT  [sealy] them ball  [fu hua] *the ball  [dorms mom] pls i cantbbreathe  [fu hua] bronya what have you done  [herrscher of unreasonable] msbshzjsks  [herrscher of unreasonable] i wont say i regret it  [Welt] That's right, Bronya.  [Welt] You children should live without regret.  [bitter melon is horrible] the only regret i have is that i wasnt the cause of himeko's death  [bitter melon is horrible] i wana kill that bitch so badlyyy  [dorms mom] GIRL FUCK YOU  [dorms mom] IM NOT EVEN DEAD  [fried tuna] yet  [9th grade syndrome] STOP STEALING MY SPOTLIGHT  [fried tuna] STAY DEAD  [9th grade syndrome] IM TELLING DAD  [fried tuna] BIANKA  [9th grade syndrome] SCREW YOU KIANA  [herrscher of scam] (i love you kiana) [fried tuna] SCREW YOU TOO SIRIN  [herrscher of scam] (i love you too sirin) [dumb] so wholesome  [dumb] when will you ever appreciate me liliya  [dumber] deadass?  [dumb] WHY  [dumber] go do your homework pls  [dumb] no HOMEWORK ARE FOR THE WEAK      [fu hua] has changed [dumber] to [im tired pls stop]      [im tired pls stop] im just gonna sleep  [dumb] NOOO LILIYA PLAY WITH MEE PLSS  [im tired pls stop] go and play with sin mal  [dumb] ew no sin mal tried to kill me last time  [a living disappointment] deserved  [im tired pls stop] deserved. [dumb] :O  [dumb] >:[ [sealy] VELIONA STOP  [killing spree] WHAT?? [sealy] I CAN FEEL YOUR BLOODTHIRST  [herrscher of scam] VELIONA IS A VAMPIRE?? REAL?? [waiters do be serving] its the full moon today... [fried tuna] HOLY SHIT FOR REAL? [killing spree] did you just seriously out me seele? [sealy] wait what  [fried tuna] OMG VELIONA A LES FOR REAL!!! [killing spree] thats right women are hot and i love em  [sealy] this isnt what i expected  [a living disapppointment] seele homophobic era? [sealy] shut up you're a homophobic homosexual  [dumb] HOMOPHOBIC HOMOSEXUAL OMGAHHAAJ  [a living disappointment] wtf? [aggressive butterfly] you thought you drag  [aggressive butterfly] but the drag isnt dragging  [this russian woman] lmao  [dumb] sin mal didnt you have a crush on bronya? [a living disappointment] SHUT THE FUCK UP  [mop head] oh my  [crab rave] WAIT SERIOUSLY? [Welt] I... [killing spree] oh no  [sealy] well  [a living disappointment] NO GO AWAY  [a living disappointment] ROZALIYA YOU DUMBAShsjsmallskdms  [yae sakura] oh lord what happened  [dumb] oops  [killing spree] did you do that intentionally for giggles and shit  [dumb] hehe  [herrscher of unreasonable] i knew by the way  [herrscher of unreasonable] i knew that sin mal had a crush on me  [herrscher of unreasonable] she broke my leg bcs of that  [fried tuna] holy shit? were you okay?  [dorms mom] forget physical touch, sin mal's love language is physical violence  [herrscher of scam] veliona's love language is words of affirmation btw [aggressive butterfly] WORDS?? OF?? AFFIRMATION?? VELIONA??  [fried tuna] NO WAY  [skyscraper heels] theres no way. if anything, sin mal and veliona are the same  [crab rave] physical violence as a new love language i cant fucking do this anymore  [mop head] the only words of affirmation from her is veliona degrading someone  [dumb] LMAOOOOO  [justice is my middle name] HAHAJAJAAHAJ  [fu hua] the fact that you can actually see that happening  [bow with the legs] that would just turn into verbal abuse  [9th grade syndrome] BETTER THEN  [9th grade syndrome] WORTHLESS WORMS  [aggressive butterfly] thats a turn off honestly  [this russian woman] ????????????? [this russian woman] why are you like this  [aggressive butterfly] you know you love me  [this russian woman] ew  [fried tuna] EW OMG  [a living disappointment] ew lesbians  [herrscher of unreasonable] I CRINGED  [herrscher of unreasonable] seele i begged you pls never do what the other seele did [sealy] no promises  [herrscher of unreasonable] screaming and crying right now  [sealy] you love me  [herrscher of unreasonable] I DO. TILL FOREVER AND LAST  [fu hua] why is bronya like this  [skyscraper heels] i dont know... [fried tuna] im scared honestly shes next door  [bitter melon is horrible] lets all collectively agree that our seele did it better than the other seele  [fried tuna] FR FR FR  [yae sakura] she slay honestly  [dumb] QUEEN SHIT  [this russian woman] im getting secondhand embarrassment here  [aggressive butterfly] CTFU                    heeyyy :) im sorry that this chapter is way too short but im having a writer block and i cant seem to come up with some ideas and i didnt want to let this chapter rot in the depressing and dark corner of my draft so here it is! school has been merciless on me and its one of the reasons of me being motivationless :( i dont have much to say other than thank you for waiting! i might not update for a while until my motivation comes back or when i have some ideas so enjoy this chap for now! fried tuna] - kiana[skyscraper heels] - mei[dorms mom] - himeko[fu hua] - fu hua[herscherr of scam] - senti[sealy] - seele[killing spree] - veliona[herscherr of unreasonable] - bronya[waiters do be serving] - rita[bow with the legs] - bianka[bitter melon is horrible] - theresa[dumb] - rozaliya[im tired pls stop] - liliya[mop head] - einstein[crab rave] - tesla[a living disappointment] - sin mal[yae sakura] - yae sakura[justice is my middle name] - kallen[9th grade syndrome] - sirin[aggressive butterfly] - HSR seele[this russian woman] - HSR bronya[Welt] - welt[kekeke] - keqing[Fischl] - fischl[Klee] - klee (See the end of the chapter for notes.)         [kekeke] what happened to this gc  [kekeke] are all of you dead  [sealy] unfortunately  [aggressive butterfly] WOAH??? [skyscraper heels] im gonna fucking cry  [herrscher of unreasonable] you've been doing that for the last 46 hours mei  [skyscraped heels] shut up i saw you crying too bron  [herrscher of unreasonable] no you didnt  [skyscraper heels] SHUT UP YOU DEFINITELY DID  [herrscher of scams] lmao losers  [skyscraper heels] SHUT UP  [herrscher of unreasonable] shut up??? [aggressive butterfly] why are you guys even crying  [aggressive butterfly] who did i need to beat up?  [bitter melon is horrible] no none is getting beat up today  [bitter melon is horrible] its just that  [skyscraper heels] KIANAAAAAAA  [skyscraper heels] I MISS YOU SO MUCHHHH  [bitter melon is horrible] there we go  [aggressive butterfly] ??? [bow with the legs] shes just missing her wife  [bow with the legs] i miss my sis too 😔 [this russian woman] did something happened? [yae sakura] did someone die or smthing  [dorms mom] who is playing a sad song  [dumb] oh sorry i was practicing the piano  [a living disappointment] since when did YOU play the piano  [dumb] since your mom  [a living disappointment] MY MOM?? [killing spree] lmaohajanskak  [aggressive butterfly] so what happened to kiana  [fu hua] nothing much  [sealy] shes just a little busy these days  [skyscraper heels] KIANAAAAAAA  [herrscher of scam] LAMENT  [dumb] who? [aggressive butterfly] that doesnt really explain anything  [waiters do be serving] its a long story  [waiters do be serving] like literally  [waiters do be serving] its 35 chapter long babe  [skyscraper heels] KIANAAAAAAAA [aggressive butterfly] just give me a summary  [9th grade syndrome] a girl goes to an academy and tries to pass her exams  [bow with the legs] self-explanatory  [kekeke] wait thats it?? [killing spree] what more do you want? [kekeke] i thought  [kekeke] ... [dumb] see keqing gets it! [this russian woman] seele  [aggressive butterfly] that answered NONE of my questions  [this russian woman] seele  [herrscher of scam] hey you asked a question  [herrscher of scam] and we gave like three different answer  [crab rave] technically its two  [skyscraper heels] KIANAA CHANNNNN [herrscher of scam] DETAILS DETAILS  [this russian woman] SEELE WHWRE ARE YOU  [aggressive butterfly] WHICH SEELE  [this russian woman] THERES NO OTHER SEELE HERE  [this russian woman] . [yae sakura] lmaooo  [this russian woman] .no justt whwre are you  [aggressive butterfly] im?? with?? the?? gang?? [a living disappointment] you have friends? [aggressive butterfly] bron why? whats wrong  [this russian woman] brain. wavve  [aggressive butterfly] serval?? [this russian woman] moth. .. s te lls  [skyscraper heels] KIANAAAA MY LOVEEEE [waiters do be serving] no one speaks cryptic here girl  [crab rave] einstein do your job  [mop head] i dont get paid enough  [dorms mom] nobody gets paid for this  [bitter melon is horrible] BULLSHIT  [bitter melon is horrible] I VALUE COMRADERY BETWEEN COWORKERS  [dorms mom] oops  [fu hua] wait  [fu hua] we are supposed to get paid? [bow with the legs] umm yes  [fu hua] i–  [waiters do be serving] dont tell me you never knew, fu hua. [fu hua] ... [waiters do be serving] anna fucking help ME.  [bow with the legs] anna is dead? [herrscher of unreasonable] shes in a coma what the hell durandal? [bow with the legs] oww sorry  [crab rave] WAIT SO FU HUA IS ACTUALLY LOADED? [mop head] oh. oh wow  [killing spree] so are you, mei and kiana open for another person? [sealy] VELIONA?? [justice is my middle name] WOAH CHILD CALM DOWN  [skyscraper heels] KIANAAAAA  [dorms mom] MEI SHUT THE FUCK UP  [dorms mom] ONE MORE TIME AND I'LL BEAT YOU WITH THE WELT  [crab rave] with the WHAT? [killing spree] LMAOAHAHAHA  [yae sakura] this is a social experiment i swear  [yae sakura] i cannot do this anymore  [justice is my middle name] yae pls dont die again  [kekeke] exCUSE ME, AGAIN? [dumb] no nO NO NO  [dumb] dont change the subject go back to himeko pls  [dorms mom] ROZALIYA NO  [herrscher of scam] no literally what do you mean you'll beat her with THE WELT? [bitter melon is horrible] fUVK I CANT STOP LAUGHINGBDNSMSM  [crab rave] with the welt... [mop head] tesla... [crab rave] einstein... [9th grade syndrome] this iS NOT A KDRAMA STop [a living disappointment] no this is river dale  [sealy] of couRSE YOU WATCH RIVER DALE  [a living disappointment] WHATS WRONG WITH RIVER DALE  [waiters do be serving] honey everything is wrong with river dale 😭 [Fischl] I cant believe out of all shows that exist, you CHOSE to WATCH RIVER DALE.  [a living disappointment] ITS GOOD SHOW?? [crab rave] its not im not sorry 💀 [a living disappointment] smh yall dont have taste  [im tired pls stop] dw shes in that phase where she likes edgy stuff  [dumb] AHHAJAJAJAJA  [a living disappointment] ITS NOT A PHASE  [crab rave] oh its definitely is  [a living disappointment] shut up hag i just know you have a Good Doctor phase  [mop head] ack derogatory  [herrscher of scam] GOOD DOCTOR?? OMG  [crab rave] I DID NOT  [herrscher of unreasonable] okay i understand river dale but good doctor?  [9th grade syndrome] tesla you need to be put in mental hospital  [Welt] Bold of you to assume she didn't went to one.  [dorms mom] OMG?? ABHDEJSMALLSP  [sealy] this is not a film theory anymore  [crab rave] IT WAS. FOR A TRIP. [mop head] the doctor literally diagnosed you  [crab rave] THAT WAS BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT  [Welt] Okay, the doctor did confirm that he was joking and didn't actually diagnose you.  [waiters do be serving] oh my i thought we were gonna be traumatized buddies miss tesla  [crab rave] THANKED GOD  [crab rave] RITA SHUT UP                AYEEE YALLS YOUR AUTHOR HERE HAS ARISE FROM THE DEAD AGAIN XBDJSKBSMS anyway this one was supposed to be up when HSR got released but i got too caught up in playing the game that i forgot to finish the damn chapter 💀 aye

The Girl Who Hangs out by the Dumpster

['SisyphusWorker']

Mature

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

March 7th/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bullying, Harassment, Rescue, Transphobia, Homophobia, Trans Female Character, Trans March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Alternate Universe - High School, Hurt/Comfort, Agoraphobia, Verbal Abuse, Blood and Injury, Light Angst, Crushes, Attempted Rape/Non-Con

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

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"Miss March?" the working student, a good friend of March, called her while mopping the floor leading to the fire exit. "There was someone looking for you just now." "Ah! Who was it?" Alas, to March's annoyance, she forgot the part-time janitor's name. She mentally cursed herself for forgetting his name. He suddenly looked sheepish for a moment. "I didn't catch her name. No wait, actually, I forgot." Well, what a coinkydink! "But, you know the one who always brings a bat to school and hangs out by the dumpster near here, right? She's the one. She told me to tell you to meet her at the school's garbage collection area at around this time." Suddenly, March felt herself blushing. That wasn't the same person she had a crush on now, was it? There was this girl whom she'd always pass by on her way home ever since taking this detour to avoid those scum-ridden transphobes who'd hang around the school's main entrance. The girl who wielded a bat and March would only exchange a few smiles, nods, and waves -- but never converse, since March never had the time sit down and chat for obvious reasons, but she felt that that girl had a nice air around her despite her rather intimidating appearance... she felt herself blushing at how she envisioned said girl in her head. Still, could she possibly free up just a little time to meet up with her now? Giving it some thought, those sacks of flesh haven't bothered her on her commute back home ever since taking this detour. Perhaps she could hang out just a little longer. More importantly, she needed to know her name and possibly get her phone number, so she'd have someone to else to talk to. She couldn't pass up this chance, so she'll take the risk. Besides, it'll just be a quick introduction and exchange of phone numbers, then baboosh! "Alright! Thank you, um..." The working student chuckled and smiled to reassure her. "Dan Heng." March then felt a little embarrassed for forgetting her good friend's name. "I-I'm sorry, Dan Heng. I won't forget again next time, I promise! But, I gotta go now!" "Take care, Miss. Oh, and one more thing!" March stopped her tracks. "You might want to be extra careful today. Just a feeling, since I saw those people you told me about with a different air around them earlier at the entrance. And also..." Dan Heng handed March a few bills and coins. "In case you need a faster ride on the way back home. Don't worry, it's on me, and you don't have to pay me back. Now go. Stay safe, alright?" March couldn’t help but tear up at her friend's utter kindness. "Thank you, thank you so much, Dan Heng!" Taking out a lollipop with a color gradient to her liking, March took off its wrapping and put the candy her mouth, savoring its taste. She eagerly made her way to the dumpster to meet her soon-to-be new friend. She hoped for the girl to be on the same spot she'd lean on every day without fail. ... or maybe not. To her dismay, and utter shock as well, she wasn't there. The lollipop in her mouth suddenly felt tasteless. Shaking, she withdrew it from there and tightened her pinch on the plastic.  Out of all the days, and especially on the day they were supposed to meet, she wasn't there. "Why...? Why would you do this to me?" March asked herself, tearing up and dropping her lollipop. Questions swirled in the girl's head as to why the girl whom she'd meet every day without fail just happened to be not there. Was she playing with March's feelings? Did she discover March's true identity? Was she actually another of those transphobes March'd meet? And much more... Oh, for how she wished she had the answers now, yet reality seemed to deprive her of that right. All she wanted was to meet her. That's all. Was that too much to ask? But no. She had to run back home now. She's wasted enough time waiting for someone who wouldn't come. Seems like she'll have to use her friend's money to hail an express cab so she could safely return. Biting her lip and wiping a teardrop, she kicked the lollipop that'd just fallen and ran to the opposite direction. Only to bump into two certain people she'd desperately been avoiding all her life. "Well, well. If it isn't our favorite little March 7th. How've you been?" the taller girl asked. "So, this is where you've been hanging out? We've been looking all over for you all this time," the shorter girl said. God. Her agoraphobia was kicking in. How she wished to escape this through any means possible, even if it meant sacrificing a few limbs to do so. She hated this. She absolutely hated this. But her body froze at the sight of these two monsters, her body also becoming unresponsive to her pleas of escape deep down. Unable to move, she could just stare at her two tormentors and hyperventilate. "Stand up, dammit! You're supposed man up, fag!" "You're coming with us!" "N-no! Wait--mmph!" The shorter one gagged March as the the taller one dragged her to the same spot where the girl would usually hang out, except today. The shorter one even snatched March's bag, while the taller one forced her against the dirty wall. Tears wouldn't stop flowing out of March's pleading eyes. "Please... let me go...! I'll pay you, o-or do your homework for you... Just please... let me go...!" "Look! He's crying! Gay ass!" the shorter one said, violating March's pink and blue bag and even ripping out some papers from her notebooks. "Freak-shows like you are always oh-so fun to tease." "Hey now, that's not nice." The taller one rolled her eyes before locking her gaze on a terrified March. "March. We just wanna know why you're not seeing us anymore." "I... I don't know... Please let me--" She was stopped after a slap cut her. "Playing hardball as usual, huh? Well, drastic times call for drastic measures." Snapping her finger after forcefully tossing March to the pavement, the shorter one stopped violating March's personal belongings and locked March's limbs, preventing escape. "W-wait! W-what're you gonna do to me?!" "Nothing really. Just a little practical lesson on biology." March eyes widened in horror as the taller one approached her with a malicious smile. "NO! PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP--" Once more was she gagged by the shorter one, her cries of help forever silenced. "God, do you always have to be this loud?! It's gonna be a fun lesson, anyways. After this, you'll know why you're supposed to be a man and nothing else." The taller one spat out as she started slowly unbuttoning her top. "Trust me, you'll enjoy this by the time we get started. You'll come back asking for more, y'know?" March was desperately trying to escape from the clutches of the shorter girl, to no avail. Muffled groans and screams were stifled by the tight gag around her mouth. Was this really the end for her? Was she going to be defiled in such a horrid manner? Was she never going to see that girl ever again? ... March stopped struggling, much to the delight of her two tormentors. It's as if her irises greyed out from bitter acceptance of what's to come. This is really it, huh? Reality's such a bitch, thought March. How she wished Dan Heng or some of the teachers she trusted were here, but there's no such thing as a mira-- "Hey! Who's--" The taller girl was stopped as she was thrown to the pavement, in such a way that was meant to disarm rather than to inflict harm. March's eyes also lit up at what just happened. Not long after, the shorter girl was also thrown to the pavement in the same manner, in a second of letting her guard down by letting her curiosity get the better of her. Thus, March was freed, and was even helped up by a girl with grey hair and a grey jacket. It's her. It's actually her! "March, we gotta get outta--" March's savior was stopped when the shorter girl tackled her to the ground, immediately landing a few blows to her face and drawing blood. Her signature bat also rolled off the ground. However, she wasn't knocked out cold just yet even with all the flurry of fists from the shorter girl. And, perhaps out of sheer rage and iron will, March's savior retaliated by returning a few blows to her assailant herself before a landing precise chop to the shorter girl's neck, incapacitating the first bully. "Why you!" "Look out!" March cried out. Thanks to March's warning, March's savior managed to retrieve her bat from the ground on time and then land a slightly strong blow to the taller girl's forehead, knocking the second bully out in one hit. No more. They're now lying on the ground, unmoving. March was too stunned to realize that her savior managed to retrieve all her belongings strewn on the floor, even hastily stuffing them in her bag. "March!" "Wah!" Instantly, her savior, carrying both her bat and March's bag, clasped March's hand and ran to a nearby alleyway while weaving through heavy traffic and crowds of people. Hiding under the shadows of the slums, the girl with grey hair cautiously scanned her surroundings for any law enforcement or school officials. As for March, those few moments of being with this girl felt... surreal. Perhaps it was mostly from the earlier assault topped with March getting saved just in the nick of time, but still... All that swirled in March's head were questions amplified with her shock. At the same time March was battling her own thoughts, her savior's adrenaline surge subsided; she began to feel the drawback from all the blows she received straight to her head. She even struggled to stand up straight. "H-hey! What was all that?! What the hell's going on?! Why am I here?!" March was unable to keep her shock suppressed. After all, what just happened till now did occur in just a span of a few minutes. "March..." her savior turned to her, revealing her bloodied and injured yet smiling face. "I'm so glad I made it in time..." "Oh no...! You're bleeding!" March was mortified at her savior's state. She then desperately went through her bag to see if she still had some first-aid with her. "W-wait, I think I got some--" "Stelle... My name's Stelle..." March paused. Stelle. That's her name. "I'm so... glad... I finally... met you... March..." "Stelle? What--" The moment March turned to her savior, Stelle fainted on March's lap with a smile on her face, dropping her bat. "STELLE!"

almost, never, and in between

['ofhereternity']

Mature

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Kafka/Silver Wolf (Honkai: Star Rail)

Silver Wolf (Honkai: Star Rail), Kafka (Honkai: Star Rail)

Angst, Light Angst, Unrequited Love, Implied Sexual Content, Friends With Benefits, Sort Of, Kissing, Silver Wolf! centered

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,813

1/1

7

161

17

1,732

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[]

Midnight strikes the clock that yearns for the light- for secrets are kept hidden from the day whilst the night skies engulf the tremors of hearts that beat for the purpose of another rather than its own longing soul.  Midnight is the time Silver Wolf catches a hazy glance of when her eyes shift towards the bottom corner of her computer’s screen. (Though does time exist in space? Does time matter when surrounded by the universe?  Maybe it does. Maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it’s useful. Maybe it isn’t. Maybe Silver Wolf just wants to feel in control of at least one thing in her life.) The thoughts are invading and they refuse to leave. They pile up rapidly and become just as troublesome.  Silver Wolf blinks. Her head is a mess. She glances at the time again. 12:00am . It has yet to change. Will it ever change? Of course it will. But sometimes, sometimes she wishes it wouldn’t. After all, if time is frozen, can’t moments within memories last forever? Perhaps forever is what she truly wants. She hears the sound of her door opening and closing. There’s a soft intake of a pleased breath that reaches her ears. She feels her heart begin to race, yet she makes no movement to look back at the door behind her. Instead, she keeps her eyes on the screen and types away at her keyboard.   Footsteps approach. They sound the same as every other night. Calculated steps- not too heavy, not too light- all to perfect. Such steps follow along the tune of a moonlight sonata. Silver Wolf has memorized the sound by now. She knows it by heart. She wishes she didn’t though.  But unfortunately, grant comes not to those who wish. It’s just then when a certain saying crosses Silver Wolf’s mind; “Midnight is the hour when lovers embrace- falling sound asleep to the symphony of each other’s hearts. Midnight is the hour where the rest stay awake; the “almosts” who weep, the “nevers” who mourn, and the “in betweens” who suffer the most.”  Silver Wolf bites her tongue and holds in a sigh. The footsteps are growing louder, closer- just as her heart: louder, heavier, heavier, heavier. It almost becomes a burden, or maybe it already has.  “Hey there,” Footsteps come to a halt. Heels clicking before they do. Slender arms wrap themselves along the expanse of the hacker’s shoulders and chest. It nearly envelops her neck, her throat. “Silver Wolf.” Her voice is teasing, daunting, beautiful, haunting. Silver Wolf has one too many adjectives she could use for the woman who holds her— if this can be considered a hold. If Silver Wolf is even worth being held by someone like her.  ..Is she? Is she worth it? She knows she isn’t, but she still hopes. She hopes like a doll waiting to be loved, knowing it’ll instead be discarded. She hopes, and it is the greatest mistake she’s made in her life.  (She tries not to dwell on the thought. But it breaks through the barriers of her heart and mind, piercing her organs with the blades of icy winds. Maybe she underestimated how long it would be before she shatters. But maybe she doesn’t care anymore.)  Silver Wolf tries her best to concentrate on the screen before her- the many troubling codes that ramble and scream and demand to be ciphered. Usually something like this would have been a breeze to her. She’d have it completed under a minute if she so wanted. But with these arms around her, she can’t seem to do a thing.   “Hm? Not gonna say hi back?”  “Hi, Kafka.” There's pauses between her words. She still finds it hard to speak in moments like this: Moments where they’re something other than partners- than Stellaron Hunters. Something more than friends. Something less than lovers. Whatever it is that lies in between.  “What brings you here?” She almost regrets asking. She doesn’t show it though. She only begins to move her fingers- typing quickly at her keyboard. There’s a faint sound of dangerous laughter that comes from the beauty behind her. “Certainly you’d know by now the reason why I’m here?”   Silver Wolf swallows. There’s a tightening in her throat- staggered breaths getting caught in her lungs. Or perhaps it is simply just Kafka’s arms beginning to tighten in their hold. The way they apply sweet pressure against her chest and neck. An equal balance of warmth and discomfort. Both being exactly what Kafka is. Both being exactly what this is.  (Whatever “ this ” means, anyways.) Kafka hums in an attempt to pry. Silver Wolf ignores the question all together and continues to type. The numbers on the screen become a blur. Numbers meddle together. Ones become twos. Twos become threes. Threes become whatever the fuck decides to seep into Silver Wolf’s mind.  And apparently all she imagines are webs. Webs of trust. Webs of lies. She sees the sight of Kafka - the woman lying under the glow of the midnight moon with her hair beautifully, enchantingly undone - then all fails to decode. Silver Wolf furrows her brow. The arms around her tighten once more and unconsciously, she holds her breath.  An error pops up across her screen. Silver Wolf nearly bleeds when she bites her tongue.  “Fucking-” “You made a mistake.” She hates, loves, hates how she could feel the way Kafka was raising her brow, eying at the screen. At the pathetically failed attempt in deciphering. “Looks like someone’s distracted.” “That’s ‘cause you’re distracting me.” She speaks without thinking.  There’s a smile in Kafka’s voice. “In a good way or bad way?” “In a please-leave-my-room-right-now way.”  Kafka hums. It’s a displeasing one. Silver Wolf must’ve hit a nail with that comment, it seems.  Kafka clicks her tongue and shifts her arms. They move quickly, fingers finding the edge of the chair Silver Wolf sits in. She gives it a push, a swing that causes the chair to spin. It all happened in a spur of a moment. So suddenly that the woman seated had no time to register what was going on.   Once face to face, fingertips meet the soft touch of porcelain skin. They’re gentle at first, tender pads tickling at the skin, quickly being replaced with nails that grip, grip, grip.  They take what they want and abandon when they’re bored. Silver Wolf has learned this the hard way. Yet she wouldn’t have wanted it to be any other way.  She’s content with being used: used for relief of stress, used for mindless pleasure. Or at least, she was . This is what Silver Wolf agreed too when they both had first established this.. relationship of theirs months prior.  It was simple indulgence. Plain and unhidden lust. Opportunities to lose oneself in someone they trust. It was never meant to become something more. Not to Kalfka. Not to Silver Wolf.   But God, how was the hacker supposed to not fall in love?  Kafka is sweet with her words. Sweet with her touch. Sweet with her kisses. How could Silver Wolf not fall for that gentleness when they were alone together? The way Kafka’s fingertips would softly brush along her skin. The way Kafka always asks before doing, before taking. The way Kafka kisses her like she means it. The way Kafka moans her name like she’s in love.  How could she not fall in love when the woman acts like that . When she’s so different at the moment the two of them are alone.  “…” Silver Wolf takes a breath. Her head is spinning. Everything hurts. She thinks she’s a little broken. She thinks she’s getting tired.  “You don’t mean that.” Kafka’s eyes bore into her own. They’re intense: rich purple hues that are made to kill.  (And oh, they have killed. Blood spills from a bursted chest whilst those eyes only intend to drink, to quench their unending thirst.) You’re right. Silver Wolf remains silent. Her eyes unwavering from the gaze of Kafka’s.  I don’t mean that at all.  (And she hates that she doesn’t. She hates how she wants her. Needs her. Loves her. Everything   her .) Kafka smiles like she can hear her thoughts. Or maybe she does hear them.  It makes Silver Wolf shiver.  She feels less of a human right now. She feels inferior. So inferior. It sucks. Being hunted down like an animal trapped in a predator’s proximity has never been Silver Wolf’s forte.  No, the woman had always been the one to be a step ahead. Always in advance. Always in the lead. After all, none could defeat an enemy who has already anticipated their every move.. That’s the way she likes to be. That’s the way she wishes to be perceived. Yet here she was- being confined in the touch of a woman she should despise.  (She hates to admit it. The way she feels the exact opposite about her.)  “I’m going to kiss you now, Little Wolf.” Kafka runs her fingers across the woman’s lips. “Is that okay?” Silver Wolf feels her throat clench- her heart stop. She feels like crying. But she knows she won’t.  Why? Why do you have to ask? There’s too much care in your actions when you do that.  Still, she nods her head. Slowly, surely, certainly.  Kafka hums, a small smile. “Can you use your words? I need to hear it from you.” Silver Wolf swallows. For a second, she wonders if Kafka can see through her. If Kafka can see those eyes of hers slowly beginning to glisten. Glistening in pain, in yearning, and in longing. If Kafka can see the hidden and mixed emotions in her eyes, from deep within her soul.  “Yes.” She answers and she’s breathless when Kafka swipes the pad of her thumb across her bottom lip.  You know you can. Kafka’s smile widens and Silver Wolf believes that the woman is merely toying with her. Messing with her. Playing with her. She feels she’s made only for her amusement- like a puppet who’s obedient, and Kafka who pulls apart at her strings.  Ah. Forget it. The thoughts are tormenting and the hacker wants to stop thinking all together. So she leans forward, her body rising up just a bit. The space closes between them, just as it has countless nights before.  Lips pressed. Eyes closed. Silver Wolf chooses to pretend that this is love. That they’re in love . That Kafka loves her.  It helps her cope. She needs to cope.  But Kafka pulls away, just slightly, all too quickly. “Remember,” She speaks in a whisper, in a haze of need and want and lust. “No catching feelings.” It’s nothing more than a cruel reminder that she cannot always make believe and pretend.  “For you? Never.” Silver Wolf lies. And it kills her to do so.  “Good.” Nevermind. that is what makes her heart bleed. 

Armistice

['greygerbil']

Explicit

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Gepard/Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Sampo Koski, Alpha Gepard Landau, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Heat Sex, Rough Sex, Omega With Dual Genitalia, Pre-Relationship, Secret Crush, brief discussion of sexual assault

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

4,866

1/1

41

2,019

198

16,091

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[]

Sampo had to admit that he might have made a slight miscalculation. In his own defence, there had only been a couple of times when his suppressants had failed before, so he hadn’t really seen the need to plan for it in more than a general sense. Usually, it would have been easy enough to slip away to a broken-down empty cottage in Boulder Town. He might have even picked up an alpha on the way to get it over with quickly, some miner or vagrant he’d make sure to avoid in the future – which would have been even easier now that the Underworld’s inhabitants weren’t locked in anymore. No problem at all. Unfortunately, what he had instead done tonight was engage in a prolonged chase with Gepard. So that wasn’t ideal. Panting, Sampo ducked around the corner of a large stone building, trying to collect his quickly waning strength. They were at the outskirts of Belobog, its walls looming close enough to cast a shadow, and the cold air stung his lungs as snowflakes drifted down gently from the dark grey sky. It could have been quite peaceful in Belobog’s own unsettling way, that death-like icy stillness it often had, if it weren’t for the circumstances. Heavy footsteps sounded on the pavement behind him, accompanied by the metal rattle of armour. Sampo tensed his muscles to sprint, ignoring the searing heat that clouded his brain, and then the world tilted as his foot glided over the slippery edge of a cobblestone. He tumbled forward, face-first into the snow, tearing his elbow bloody and landing uncomfortably on his other arm when his hand refused to support the weight of his falling body. “Hold it!” Gepard’s voice, clear and thundering as old bells, a commander’s tone, and an alpha’s, too. Let’s not dwell on that. “I am, I am,” Sampo said lightly, turning on his back to face him. Sharp pinpricks of pain stabbed his wrist. Towering over him was Gepard in resplendent clear blue and white and polished silver armour, eyes the same cold colour as the night sky, but less unforgiving as he considered Sampo’s prone form on the ground. Now, Sampo was not above playing on pity when he needed to, but he didn’t with Gepard because he’d quickly figured out it didn’t work on him. That was probably why Gepard now looked confused as he stared down at Sampo in this pathetic position. “Did you get hurt?” Sampo chuckled as he wiped snow from his mouth with the back of his smarting hand. “Now that’s kind of you to ask, I appreciate it. Shouldn’t you be happy you got me?” he asked. He hoisted himself up into a sitting position and immediately found himself faced with the end of Gepard’s unnecessarily gigantic weapon. Lifting his hands, Sampo shook his head. “Come on, Captain, do you see me running?” he asked, going slightly cross-eyed looking at the end of the mechanical case so close to his face. “Do you think I don’t know your tricks by now, Sampo?” Gepard gave back with a frown. “Regrettably, I don’t think I can make this hunt worth your while at this time.” There was no use trying to hide anymore. Scents could be masked, but the heat had already broken through his suppressants and since he had trouble enough staying upright right now, he would not be able to run far enough that Gepard’s nose wouldn’t eventually catch what was going on. The moment of recognition was marked by Gepard’s eyes growing to the size of saucers before a frankly adorable blush spread over his cheeks. “I had no idea you’re an omega,” he mumbled, pulling his weapon back a few inches. “If you could do me a great favour, maybe don’t go spreading it around,” Sampo said, in his most friendly salesman voice. “My delightful cat-and-mouse game with the Silvermane Guard might not be quite so playful anymore if some of your soldiers found out, and especially if they saw me like this.” Gepard, Aeons bless his innocent soul, needed a moment to interpret that sentence and almost seemed to recoil at the idea. “They wouldn’t-” he started, before a look of guilt crossed his face. The Silvermane Guards were not worse people than others – even Sampo would admit it –, but they weren’t on the whole perfect, either. Gepard was smart enough to know that he couldn’t guarantee that he had no bad apples in the batch. “You wouldn’t,” Sampo corrected Gepard. He believed that. Gepard cleared his throat. “Of course not,” he said. “There’s no reason to tell anyone, since this is your private matter. And if anyone would take advantage of a captive omega, I would not let it stand.” “Much as I appreciate your sense of justice, that’ll not help me much after the fact,” Sampo pointed out. “So maybe you could spare me the dungeons for tonight, too?” Gepard knit his brows, clearly conflicted. “I can’t just let you go.” He knelt down and Sampo saw him holding his breath, which was probably not the only reason he was growing even redder in the face. As he grabbed Sampo’s hands to tie them, Sampo yelped. It did hurt, but having an alpha handle him without intent to get between his legs right now was almost more uncomfortable. “Hey, a little careful with that, please! I hurt myself during this daring chase.” Gepard shook his head at him, but then, to Sampo’s surprise, he pulled his hand forward and turned it around, pressing his thumb down at a few points on Sampo’s wrist. It really would have been useful if Sampo could have been distracted by the pain instead of his hindbrain zeroing in on the feeling of Gepard’s fingers. The amused fondness he had developed for this overly righteous man was not helping him keep his thoughts chaste, either. “It’s not broken,” Gepard said. “My, I didn’t know you were so adept at medicine. Impressive skills, Captain.” Gepard shrugged his shoulders. “You pick up some things when you’re at the front.” He slung a sleek, iron-infused rope around Sampo’s wrists, though Sampo noted he tied it high, more around his arms, so that the coil did not press on the bruised spot. This done, Gepard grabbed on to the rope and pulled Sampo to his feet, and then – nothing. It was almost heart-breaking to see him like that. Clearly, his dedicated nature dictated that he couldn’t let Sampo go, but his decency let him acknowledge the risks of sticking Sampo in a cell and leaving him at the mercy of the guards, since Gepard would hardly be able to watch over him personally for the next few days, which was as long as the heat would last without help. Now they stood motionlessly in the street, like a pair of actors who had forgotten their lines. Sampo would have thought this really funny, but unfortunately, he was rock-hard and wet and felt like his skin was three sizes too small because Gepard’s scent was intoxicating, strong and austere like the kind of drink that would knock you out after a glass. At least he could take solace in the fact that Gepard’s free hand was fidgeting wildly, too. “I don’t want to tell you how to do your job, my friend, but maybe we can at least get out of the streets. It does get awfully cold at night.” Gepard glanced at his middle. “It’s no surprise you’re cold when your shirt is cut like this. It’s not really appropriate clothing for Belobog, especially since you don’t always stay in the city.” “Oh, I had no idea you were looking.” The remark had been meant as a joke, but fortunately, Gepard was as easy to read as an open book. The blush on his face deepened and Sampo wondered if he’d been the only one who had built up a grudging appreciation for his adversary over the time of their acquaintance. And then he had an idea. A very reckless idea. Sampo’s life was just a chain of those, though, so what did it matter to add another? “I know an abandoned house nearby,” Gepard said, before Sampo could extract the words he wanted to say from his rapidly overheating brain. “I will figure out something to do from there.” He strode forward quickly, arm awkwardly extended behind himself to keep a grip on the end of the rope, like he was trying to put as much distance between himself and Sampo as he could. Sampo saw him fiddling with a lower part of his armour to adjust his trousers, then balling his hand into a fist. He had collected a little strength during their chat, so he managed to follow Gepard inside of the old, soot-stained stone house that stood crowded all the way against the wall. Once there, however, he found his knees buckling again. Gepard turned as Sampo’s steps faltered and slowed. “You really are right in the middle of...” Gepard cut himself off. “It was dangerous not to spend tonight resting.” “Are you concerned for me, Captain? I always knew you were a stellar guy!” Sampo said, smiling as he shrugged. “Regrettably, I only went into heat while running from you, but alas, what can you do? Usually, I’d go looking for an alpha and get it over with.” “Just any alpha?” Gepard asked. There was a slight edge to his voice, although he made a valiant attempt to hide it. “That could be risky, too,” he said, more sternly. “You are worried. So nice of you, Captain.” Worried, and hopefully a little jealous. If he wasn’t fully wrong, Gepard was a little attracted to him and the heat would do the rest to fire up his instincts. Judging by the way his breathing had grown strained and flat, Gepard had also just realised the disadvantages of walking an omega in heat into an enclosed space where there was no cool wind to disperse the scent. Sampo pretended to survey the empty room, its dust-covered stone ground and rickety table and empty shelves, the open door to the bedroom, before the turned his gaze back on Gepard with a lazy smile. “Any alpha that suits me,” he clarified before giving a long sigh. “Of course, unless you let me go, that’s not an option right now. Although I will say, there is one very strapping alpha in here...” The rapid change of colour of Gepard’s face was impressive. Sampo hoped the poor man wouldn’t pop a blood vessel. If Sampo hadn’t felt like he was burning up from the inside out, he would have loved to spend the next hour teasing him. “Absolutely not,” Gepard said, with more vehemence than Sampo had expected. “You’re my prisoner!” Of course. The principles. Sampo couldn’t fault him for it; if Gepard hadn’t had them, then Sampo wouldn’t have liked him half as much, no matter how inconvenient they sometimes became. “So you would do it if I weren’t?” Sampo asked innocently, smile wide. “That...” Gepard looked like he was about to swallow his own tongue. “It – it doesn’t matter. If I did anything now, I’d be no better than a prison guard taking advantage. I am also your jailor.” “Are you?” Sampo lifted his hands briefly before he shifted them alongside the side of his belt, where his blades stayed hidden by a concealing device when he didn’t need them. The iron mesh rope split clean in two, and Sampo raised his free hands. “What?! How did you do that?” Gepard snapped, momentarily forgetting his awkwardness. “I just did it to ease your mind! You know, I would have liked to have saved that trick for a more opportune moment, but I understand your concerns.” Sampo cocked his head. “Maybe I can’t run from you, but if I really wanted to leave, I still have one or two little tricks up my sleeve.” Actually, he was not in as good a position as he pretended to be, but Gepard didn’t need to know that. Considering how slippery Sampo had always proven to be, it was no shock that according to his deep frown, Gepard believed him. “You are...” His frustration was dripping from every syllable, but it seemed he had run out of arguments. Sampo took half a step closer, drifting ever so slightly more into Gepard’s personal space. “You know, it’s kind of embarrassing to have to accost an alpha for attention like this. Won’t you have mercy on me? If we deal with it tonight, it’ll be over quickly and you can just take me to prison in the morning. You don’t seem to have any better ideas, if you’ll excuse my saying.” Gepard stared at him. Something in his face softened, to the point that it looked almost fragile. “Do you really want to?” Sampo halted for just a moment. Was I wrong about the attraction? Was it something else, maybe a little deeper? The captain had been chasing him for three years at this point, and they had gotten to know each other pretty well, in a manner of speaking. If Gepard happened to have wayward tastes – and men as dutifully repressed and straight-laced as him usually did –, it was not impossible that he’d even developed a little crush against his will. How cute. “I’ve been begging you for five minutes straight now, my friend,” Sampo said, and then he raised his hands slowly, to show he wasn’t holding any weapons, and put his arms around Gepard’s neck. A half second later, Sampo’s back hit the stone wall and Gepard’s mouth crashed into his, and Sampo thought his legs would give out after all from the sudden shock of want. He tightened his arms around Gepard’s neck, enthusiastically opening his mouth for him, his tongue sliding against Gepard’s, fingers curling in his short hair. After kissing him like he was trying to nail him to the wall, Gepard suddenly pulled back, breathing hard and looking extremely contrite. “Sorry, I – don’t know what came over me.” Sampo raised his brows, elation rising within him. This was going to be delightful. “Say, is this perhaps your first time with an omega in heat?” he asked sweetly. How else could Gepard be so surprised by his own reaction, which really wasn’t that dramatic for an alpha in such a situation? Gepard’s eyes darted to the side. “I’m not a virgin.” “Ah, but that’s not what I asked! It’s fine. Sampo Koski will show you the ropes! I may not be the innocent, pure omega a shining alpha knight like you would get in a fairy tale, but you’ll see that that has its advantages as well.” He grabbed Gepard’s hand and moved sideways out of his arms, pulling him towards the bedroom. Snow had piled up in front of the window, hiding them from anyone outside looking in. Ignoring the pain in his hand, Sampo shook out the old blanket and pillows and turned them around. Not the nicest place for a tryst, but not nearly the worst place he’d fooled around in, either. There wasn’t even any mould or Fragmentum. “You don’t have to strip all the way with how chilly it is, but I’m going to need you to take off some of that armour,” Sampo said, and as a peace offering, he reached for his shoulder-guard and pulled it off first before sliding out of his jacket and getting rid of his gloves and shoes. Gepard nodded as he stripped his reinforced jacket. While he leaned down to unclasp his boots, Sampo quickly stripped his shirt, trousers and underwear, too. When Gepard turned around and saw Sampo without a shred of cloth on him, he almost dropped the boots he was stacking neatly against the chair over which he had draped his jacket. “You said yourself my shirt isn’t doing much to keep me warm, anyway,” Sampo said, as he sauntered over to the bed and sat down, happily on full display. Maybe it was a bit cold, but it was worth it for Gepard almost salivating as he looked at him, and Sampo still felt like he was about to spontaneously combust, anyway. Thankfully, even Gepard’s self-control had its limits. Dressed only in his simple black undershirt and trousers, he walked over and pushed Sampo back onto the bed. Sampo pulled him in, and directed Gepard’s mouth to his throat so that he could take his scent. It was Gepard’s turn to surprise him now, however, as he latched on and bit. Sampo hissed, then let out a shuddering moan as Gepard moved his mouth, sucking hard at the delicate skin over his throat. Sampo was pretty sure his slick was soaking the old blanket like melting snow at this point. “Wait, one thing...” Digging through his own untidy heap of trousers, Sampo unearthed a handful of condoms and scattered them on the blanket. “Don’t worry, they’re specially made for alphas. They stretch at the base, so feel free to knot me,” he said with a bright smile, immensely enjoying how Gepard stared at him with a mix of abject shock and absolute need. “If you’re really alright with that...” “Of course, of course. What kind of finale would it be if we cheated ourselves out of the encore?” Sampo angled his legs, allowing Gepard to lie between his thighs. Only a last modicum of dignity was stopping him from rutting his cock up against Gepard’s stomach, but he feared it wouldn’t hold out for much longer. “So if you would get inside of me now, I would really appreciate it.” Gepard’s movements stuttered a little as he looked down at Sampo. “You don’t mince words.” “Have you ever known me to be a person with a lot of shame, Captain?” Sampo said with emphasis on the title, running a hand up under Gepard’s shirt and over his back. Gepard shuddered as if he’d fallen naked into a snow drift and grabbed one of the condoms. While he dealt with the packaging, Sampo pulled down Gepard’s trousers and underwear, which really looked painfully tight at this point, and playfully wandered his fingertips up Gepard’s hard cock from the base to the head. “I admit I always thought you made up for something with your big weapon case, Captain. I’m sorry for doubting you!” This made Gepard roll his eyes. “What sort of logic is that? What does that even have to do with it?” he muttered, as he rolled the condom over his cock with an ever so slightly too hasty movement. Sampo would have loved to expand on the idea for Gepard with many dirty sword and spear metaphors, but now Gepard had lined himself up and when he pushed his cock into Sampo’s cunt, every thought fell out of his head like someone had punched out the bottom of a bucket. Used to being self-reliant and among generally untrustworthy people, Sampo knew to focus to keep the heat-fog at bay; but he wasn’t superhuman, and he’d finally reached the end of his rope. His hands clawed into Gepard’s back as Gepard began fucking him and Sampo wrapped his legs tightly around Gepard’s hips. There was very little art to this, but there never was for the first time of a heat because all anyone could think about was more, faster, harder. Sampo was pretty sure he was telling Gepard those exact words, too, and Gepard was admirably obedient, working him over with the kind of strength that rocked the bed against the wall. Sampo was keyed up to such a high, painfully strained note of lust that he could barely tell when or if he came because it was all one rush of pleasure, punctuated by the feeling of Gepard’s lips and teeth on his shoulders and chest and his fingers digging into his flesh. Sampo forced himself out of the stupor long enough to grab Gepard’s warm, sweat-damp face and drag him up into another kiss. The red of Gepard’s cheeks contrasted beautifully against his blue eyes when he leaned back, and he was making small, rough noises with every breath. Sampo only realised Gepard must have spent himself when he felt him swell at the base, even though Gepard’s cock was still hard inside of him – not at all unusual for a healthy alpha in this predicament. What was unusual was the size of his knot. It kept swelling until Sampo had to keep himself from kicking his feet and twisting away, a violent shiver going through his body as he tried to accommodate the size. “Are you alright?” Gepard asked breathlessly, carding a hand through Sampo’s hair. “Perfect,” Sampo managed to purr after a moment. He felt full to bursting, but it seemed Gepard’s knot was done growing, at least. “You’re just quite gifted. If you tried to breed me, you could easily keep it all in and give me a whole litter.” Gepard’s face somehow became even pinker before he buried it against Sampo’s neck again, but Sampo had felt the involuntary twitch of his hips at the suggestion. He chuckled. Gepard pulled back briefly when his knot had gone down to exchange the condom, and Sampo used the chance to quickly flip himself on his stomach and then push his knees to the front so his ass was in the air – presenting, as it was traditionally called. The position was admittedly a little embarrassing, but he already had slick spilling between his thighs and bruises in the shape of Gepard’s handprints on his skin, so what did it really matter? When he glanced over his shoulder, he saw Gepard staring at him again, the empty condom wrapping fallen forgotten from his half-opened hand. “What do you think? I figured since you’re new to this, you should get to see the whole show!” “Do people even still do that?” Gepard murmured, gaze raking over Sampo’s body. “I thought that was an... antiquated custom.” Sampo laughed. “I guess it would be if I did it first thing on our wedding night,” he teased. “Other than that, as long as someone still enjoys it, why shouldn’t people keep doing it?” He allowed his legs to slide apart a little. “I’m sure you can see the advantages of the position.” Judging by the firm grip Gepard took of his hips, he had indeed caught on. All the drills the Silvermane Guards ran were apparently not for nought because Gepard ended up hammering into him with such force that Sampo was scrambling for the headboard to hold onto as Gepard’s cock damn near split him in two. It wasn’t often that his partners had more energy than him, and he was thoroughly enjoying that experience, and also slightly in awe when it did not end. By the second and third time Gepard knotted him, Sampo was still egging him on: “Captain, I think you’re still showing me leniency. Don’t worry, you can see I’m not a breakable, lithe omega. Show me your full strength.” “If you get bored, I could suck your cock to keep things interesting. No, not right now? Well, it’s on offer. I wouldn’t mind you fucking my face, either.” “People really underestimate you. I doubt anyone would still call you uptight if they saw you giving it to an omega like this.” And so on, always until Gepard silenced him with his mouth or with his fingers when he became too flustered. When Gepard fucked him a fourth time and a fifth without bothering to even pull out again, though, Sampo was losing their battle of endurance, only lying on his stomach and taking it. His mind had drifted off, riding the waves of the heat, and allowing his body to be positioned by Gepard, used to his pleasure, drowning in his scent. He only came to again when he felt two hands cupping his face, making him vaguely aware someone wanted his attention in reality. “Sampo?” Gepard, his voice alert. Sampo noticed he was lying on his back and disappointingly empty, though considering that he felt pretty raw, maybe it was about time for that. “Yes, Captain?” he murmured. “You don’t have to keep calling me that – you looked like you passed out for a moment. I should have stopped sooner.” Sampo made himself lift a lead-heavy hand and patted Gepard’s arm. “It’s all good, my friend,” he slurred. “If you get omegas thoughtless and drooling in a heat, you’re doing it right.” “I see...” A small voice at the back of Sampo’s head was sounding the alarm. Maybe this was the ideal end to a heat for most omegas, but not for him. He didn’t usually go to this point. Fully letting his guard down was just a bad idea, considering who he was. But what does it matter? Isn’t joy the most important thing? Besides, Gepard was a good enough man that he’d even keep a thief safe if need be. Sampo had been on enough planets to know you didn’t find his kind very often. “Are you done?” Sampo asked. “You can go again if you’d like. I’m not leaving.” “No, it’s fine. Let’s just rest for a bit.” And so Sampo closed his eyes, with Gepard’s weight on top of him like a shield between him and the world. - Sampo woke before sunrise and gently slid out of Gepard’s embrace, moving on cat’s paws as he collected his clothes. Now that he was somewhat sober of the heat, he realised his private parts and sprained wrist weren’t the only parts of him that were sore, which was no surprise considering the amount of bite marks and bruises he was covered in. Indeed, perhaps he would need a less revealing shirt for a few days. Gepard had somehow managed to leave teeth marks right where the left hip window of his top uncovered Sampo’s skin. Sampo suppressed a quiet laugh. Was that an accident, my captain? Only when he had collected all his things did he stroke his way up Gepard’s arms, gently petting them even while he tied his wrists to the bed posts with the two halves of the cut iron mesh rope he had slid into his pocket last night. He stepped up to the window and opened it, allowing the cool draft to wake Gepard slowly. Well, for a little bit. He fought his way back to consciousness pretty quickly when he realised he couldn’t move his hands. “I’m very sorry, Gepard, but I have to go – appointments, you know. Don’t worry, I didn’t tie any complicated knots. You’ll be able to free yourself in a minute or two.” Gepard narrowed his eyes at him, but then gave a small sigh. “That was unnecessary. It’s not like I really expected you to stick around for an arrest, anyway.” “No?” Sampo said, genuinely a little surprised. “I’m not that naïve,” Gepard answered. “It’s not like this is the first time we have met.” Sampo knew he should leave, and his knee was already on the window sill, but instead, he moved back into the room and leaned over Gepard, close enough that his blue strands were tickling Gepard’s cheek. “Then allow me to thank you for making time with me last night, anyway. That was quite selfless.” “I wouldn’t describe it like that...” Sampo grinned and kissed Gepard, and Gepard leaned in as much as he could, still bound as he was. It was nicer this way. If Gepard really was in puppy love, then he’d rather part on a kiss, no? And Sampo didn’t want to break his heart. So you’re not doing this for yourself, too, Sampo? I wonder. “For that, I’ll even give you a head start, Captain,” Sampo said, as he looped his finger through one of the knots around Gepard’s wrist and pulled it apart again. Or maybe he had just freed Gepard’s hand to force himself to leave, since Gepard would remember his job again sometime this morning and would have to try to detain him. The idea of spending the rest of the day in this bed riding Gepard was tempting, but reality had to set back in eventually, after all. As Sampo strode to the window, Gepard called out to him: “Sampo.” “What is it, my friend?” “Be careful out there. You could have ended up in a much worse situation last night and I don’t want that,” Gepard said, and it didn’t sound like a lecture, it sounded like he really didn’t want Sampo to get hurt. Sampo shooed away the warmth that wanted to spread through his chest. “Now, now, Gepard, I’ll be fine. Don’t you know a bad penny always turns up again? And besides, I’m not the one between us who fights monsters for a living, am I? So I think I should also ask you to take care.” He blew Gepard another kiss before he vaulted over the window sill. The last thing Sampo saw glancing over his shoulder was Gepard blushing as he turned to untie the other rope.

Coming home late

['Cheelze-bub (Chub)']

Teen And Up Audiences

F/F, Gen

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Natasha/Reader (Honkai Star Rail)

Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail)

half proof read, im so go gay for this woman omfg, Reader is not Trailblazer

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,005

1/1

1

52

1

839

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Natasha told you that she was gonna come home late that night not that it was a strange thing to happen. You know that people need her and how she won’t come home without looking over every patient she has at least once. So for tonight you decide to stay up until she got home. You made dinner a little late so that it can be hot an fresh and you decide to pick out some bath oil that smells like her favorite flowers, first snow. It was honestly tough to find so you’re glad that you were able to find someone that made and sold it. When you heard the door open you immediately went to it to greet her and give her a hug. “Nat you’re home!” A smile on your face as you brought her close. She returned the hug and let out a sigh as she gave you a tight squeeze. “What are you doing up Honey?” She leaned back and moved her hands up to your face, rubbing her thumbs against your cheeks. “I’d thought I would make you some dinner and help you relax for the night. I knew you would be tired by the time you got home” you brought your hands up to hers and gave them a squeeze. Leaning in close, you gave her a kiss feeling a smile against your lips. “Go eat some dinner and I’ll have a bath made for you when you’re done” you moved her in front of you and lightly pushed her to kitchen. A small laugh came from her as she went to the kitchen to get some food. While she did that you went to bathroom connected to y’all’s room and made sure that you had everything you needed. Once done you started to fill up the tub, checking up on Natasha while you waited You asked her about her day and listened as she told you what ailments and injuries she had to take care of. Also told you about what the kids were up to and how they were sad about you not coming to visit today. A chuckle came from you and you told her to tell them that you’d come by soon. Once you were done talking you went to check the tub and set it up with the oils. “Hey the bath is ready whenever you’re done eating Nat” you said. Once she was in the bath you brought in a little stool so you could sit down next to it “hey come over and lean back so I can wash your hair” “wash my hair?” “Mhm” you nodded your head and patted the space you were in front of. You had put a little neck pillow so she wouldn’t get uncomfortable “I thought it would help you help relax you know” you grab some shampoo and conditioner. Natasha moved to where you told her and leaned her head down “I really appreciate this (Name) but i can wash my hair on my own you know” she turned her head to look at you. “I know I know but I wanted to do something for you. Cooking, cleaning up the house and making you a bath is just me showing how much I appreciate you.” You leaned down,close to her face and gave her a kiss on her forehead. “So just let me take care of you tonight, especially since you’re always taking care of everyone.” A smile came to her face as she turned the back of her head to you “alright then well thank you I’ll leave you to it.” Once you heard that you grabbed the shampoo and got to washing her hair. As you were washing her hair you were able to get a top down view. To which you were admiring a lot, noticing more beauty marks close to her neck and chest. You were staring a while before Natasha looked up at you. “Enjoying the view?” She brought a hand up from the water and placed it on the back of your neck, bringing you closer. Your face heated up at the closeness, breath on your lips. Head shaking slightly “y-yeah Nat I am…” you saw a smile come to her face before moving away and turning back to facing the other side “Even though I appreciate this bath and it is very relaxing; I don’t wanna become a prune so please continue washing my hair.” You leaned back and pouted a little, continuing to wash her hair. You were in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes, slowly moving your hand in a circle movement. Your thoughts were else, thinking about how Nat looked in the bath. She looked so good and you realized how beautiful she was. God you wished you had more confidence to make a move especially after her teasing. Letting out a sigh, you put the plate on the dry rack before going back to washing another one. Mind still on the doctor making you not realize the hands that were placed on your hips. “How bout you put down the plate and come join me in bed Hmm?” She put her chin on your shoulder before leaning her head against yours. You looked at her out of the corner of your eye “ I still have dishes to do Nat” you looked back at them, clearing your throat when you felt her arms wrap around you. “I know but…” “ but?” You finished up another plate, putting it on the dry rack. You realized Nat hadn’t answered you yet so you turned to look at her. Hands came to your face and brought you into a kiss. “I want you (Name)… so come to bed will you?” The look she was giving you was telling you just how much her words meant. You swallowed and licked your lips, nodding “y-you know I can never say no to you Natasha” A raspy laugh came from her as she led you to y’all’s shared bedroom.

ethereal dream

['oneiric_shards']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Pining, Developing Relationship, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, spoilers for jarilo-VI arc

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

1,436

1/1

9

298

25

1,996

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Cocolia is dead, and March 7th is smiling.   “The crisis on this world is basically over, right?” There's a slightly sheepish, careful edge to her tone. They’re far enough away that a grieving Bronya and processing Seele can't hear, but she sounds far too casual. It's not as if they aren’t used to tragic endings— they've seen many a trailblaze go awry in some way, have been branded criminals and saviors and harbingers alike, but even Dan Heng finds himself disturbed at Cocolia’s end. March’s lips curve upward at the edges, as if she isn't affected at all, but he can see the way it doesn't reach her eyes. There’s a cloudy uncertainty in her gaze, dampening her brightness. Like swirling, turbulent depths.   He regards her for a moment, and then looks back at the sky. “... The storm still rages on.”   For Belobog, and for March.   ---   Now, she’s flopped over on his bed on the floor in his room, using his coat as an extra makeshift pillow. She holds a book high above her head, but clearly isn’t absorbing any of it. Dan Heng taps at the terminal screen nearby. He’s currently recording the last of their discoveries on Belobog into the data bank. He finds a sort of comfort in the archival process— it’s as if he’s sorting his ideas into objective understanding. The quiet, occupied only by the occasional sounds of the buttons on the interface, helps to collect his thoughts. It’s the closest he gets to relaxation.   But with March here, quiet can only be a sign that something is wrong. She hasn’t spoken a word to him ever since she asked to come in a while ago, and it’s starting to really concern him. Out of the corner of his eye, he watches her let out a sigh, choosing to balance the book on top of her forehead instead.   “Not a fan?”   “This book isn’t very interesting,” she mumbles. He knows it’s a lie, because it's by the same author who wrote the book she’d leant him for their first book exchange. She had gushed about the author with great enthusiasm, excited for their next work. (The book had been a cliche romance between a vampire and another vampire who was allergic to blood. He’d pointed out how that didn't make any sense, but she just waved him off. “Girls like this sort of thing!”)   Finished with the last of the data, he rounds the two steps to his bed and sits next to her, leaning his back against the wall. “You’re always doing this, you know.”   She tries to peer up at him. “Doing what?”   “Pretending everything’s fine, even when it’s not.” Gently, he takes the book from her forehead and sets it aside, so he can see her face properly.   “I am fine!” She pouts at him, putting some energy into her words. He’s not convinced. She sits up and waggles her arm at him for good measure. “See? It’s not like I’m badly injured or anything!”   “I don’t mean on a physical level,” he says, stern. “It’s okay to be affected by Cocolia’s death.”   “I… That’s…” She trails off then. He can see the clouds in her eyes turn stormy. “I’m not. It’s not even our problem anymore. There’s no reason for me to grieve her. I didn’t even know her.”   “That line of thinking doesn’t suit you,” Dan Heng tells her. March shines the brightest when she’s free to express her warm, cheery nature. This attempt at detachment won’t do any favors for her.   Resigned, March lays back down, toying with the unfolded sleeve of his coat beneath her head. “I don’t know. I feel sad. And then I feel bad for feeling sad. Stelle told me a little about what she saw back when she faced Cocolia.” She takes a breath. “She was… crazy. But she was a victim, too. I feel sad because she suffered, but is that fair of me when she made everyone else suffer, too?”   Curling a little tighter into a ball, she continues. “Does caring for a horrible person make me horrible, too? Would the March before she lost her memories have cared? Or am I disgracing who I really am? I don’t know.” She squeezes her eyes shut. “I can’t even sleep. What if I see her in my dreams? Freezing over, and then melting away? What if she was like me? Trapped in her own mind like ice and hoping for anyone to rescue her? Is that what I could’ve become?”   Dan Heng thinks for a while. A contemplative silence settles in. Eventually, it must freak March out, because the next words come out in a weak, frantic voice, like she’s trying to talk around a lump in her throat. “Sorry, bummer topic, right? It’s not a big deal anyway, I’ll get over it—”   “March.”   She clamps her mouth shut.   “You asked if caring would make you a horrible kind of person.”   She blinks up at him. “Yeah…?”   “Well, in my opinion,” Dan Heng begins, slow and careful. “I think it makes you the best kind of person.”   The storm in her eyes, slowly, begins to recede. In its place, puddles begin to form. She tries to blink the wateriness away. “W-what?”   “Your weakness is that you always get involved in other people’s business.” She winces at his bluntness. “But I see this as a strength, too. You’re always reaching out to others because you’re reckless, but also because you try to understand them… because you don’t want to forget them, right?” Unknowingly, his voice softens. “To care for others freely like that, even when they’ve hurt you… is the proof you could become amazing. That you're already amazing.” He knows he certainly can’t do the same as her. He’s too guarded, too jaded. March isn’t running down a narrow path like he is, seeking nothing but survival. Her empathy is her liberation. She won’t ever be trapped again, encased in the frost of a cold and uncaring universe. He’ll make sure of it.   He sees March’s eyes widen by a fraction. As if embarrassed, she ducks her head back down, curling tighter into a ball and clutching his coat closer. He’s a little curious to see what her face looks like right now. “I-I thought you would say it makes me foolish, or something like that…”   “No, it still does,” he snipes, his best attempt at lightening the serious mood. It seems to work. March’s tense posture relaxes considerably. “But we’ll work on it.”   “We’ll work on it,” she echoes.   The room falls into silence again. With nothing else to do, he picks up the book March was trying to read earlier and flips through the pages. It’s about as cheesy as he expected. A few moments after that, he hears March’s voice, soft and quiet. A rare display of timidness.   “Thanks, Dan Heng.”   He smiles. And then brings the book a little closer to his face, just to make sure she can’t see. He’d never hear the end of it otherwise. By the time he finishes the book, March is asleep, and though it’s an empty platitude coming from him, he still leans to press his lips against her forehead and whispers, “sweet dreams.”   (Okay, so he really does NOT remember dozing off.   He wakes up feeling very comfortable, which already sets off alarms. His nights are always riddled with nightmares, so he never tends to sleep a full eight hours, if at all. Usually he just naps at set intervals.   Looking down, he can deduce the reason for his unusually well-rested state: March is cuddled around him as if he’s one of her plushies, her face buried into his chest. The way she’s always seeking warmth is painfully endearing. His own arm is loosely wrapped around her waist, holding her close. He tries to gently push her away, so he can move and give her respectable distance, but his touch makes her grumble and wriggle around.   Groggily, she lifts her head from his chest and looks at him through half lidded eyes. “Woah…” Dear Aeons, her morning voice will kill him. “Bedhead Dan Heng…”   “Good morning,” his response is embarrassingly automatic.   She smiles sleepily. “Good morning,” and then plants her face back against him.   He shakes her by the shoulder. “Come on, get up. We can’t stay like this.”   “Wanna take a photo… of your bedhead…”   “March, wake up,” but it’s too late. She’s already drifting off, snuggling against his side. He resigns himself to his fate.   Down in Belobog, the sun peeks out through the clouds.)

Operation: Cupid Express!

['Ravenia']

General Audiences

F/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail), Welt Yang, Gepard (Honkai: Star Rail), Natasha (Honkai: Star Rail), Serval (Honkai: Star Rail), Arlan (Honkai: Star Rail), Asta (Honkai: Star Rail), Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Fluff and Humor, Astral Express family, Romantic Fluff, Mutual Pining, Dan Heng is bad at feelings, Stelle just needs a little nudge, march 7th is a MENACE, Gepard somehow finds himself a part of this, Asta 10/10 is enjoying this really, Idiots in Love, Dorks in Love, Light-Hearted, Matchmaker Astral Express gang

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

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[CHATROOM] [Secret Operation] In the Name of Love!!! Welt: ? Himeko: Oh, how interesting. Arlan: Why am I here? Asta: I have to agree with Arlan...what is this for, March? March 7th: You and Asta are here to help, of course! (＾▽＾) Gepard: I was not aware that I was a part of the Astral Express... Serval: Now, now, little brother, I’m pretty sure March has a reason for this. Bronya: Yes, let’s wait for what she has to say. March 7th: Hello, everyone! To start, I’m sure you realize that two people aren’t in this group. But that’s okay, cause there’s a reason for this. March 7th: The two of them have been going around in circles and driving me crazy, so before they drive all of us crazy, I’m suggesting that we get them together~ Himeko: I see... you mean Dan Heng and Stelle. March 7th: Exactly! (⌒▽⌒)☆ Welt: How do you even know they like each other? March 7th: Have you seen how they communicate? They can even talk with just a look. Seele was there! She can tell you about it. There’s been so many signs... Plus I spend so much time with them, I can see it. Sometimes I feel like a third wheel （>﹏<） Seele: Oh, you mean that time in the Underground when we were talking about Wildfire. Asta: Wasn’t that her first Trailblazing expedition? That they can communicate that well even knowing each other for such a short time... March 7th: Exactly, exactly! There’s a lot of things too, like when he told her not to burn herself out and actually sent her photos - Natasha: How adorable. Welt: . Welt: He actually sent her photos? Well now... Himeko: How interesting. Asta: (cough emoji) Well, shall we get to planning then? What do you have in mind, March? March 7th: Well I was thinking... XXXXXXXXXXXXX Step 1: Get her to acknowledge her feelings “You know, the two of you would be really cute together.” Stelle, who had twisted her bottle cap open and was in the middle of drinking water, choked at the sudden remark from her friend. “What are you talking about? Who do you mean?” They were currently having a sleepover in March’s room when the sudden question had thrown her off. March cocked an eyebrow and tilted her head to the side, all wide eyes and as innocent as she could be. “I mean you and Dan Heng, of course! Do you like him?” “Erm...” Oh crap, oh crap, did March know? She thought she’d hidden her crush on the man well from everyone. At her hesitation, mischief glimmered in the ice-user’s eyes. “That’s not a no,” March sing-songed. Stelle groaned and dropped her head into her hands before peeking through her fingers, cocooning herself in the blanket around her. “...can you let this go?” “Nope!” was the cheerful reply. “...fine.” A muffle sounded. “I can’t hear you.” “...maybe.” “Stelle?” “Mffbe.” “Stellie?” Finally, citrine eyes peeked through the blanket along with mussed hair and a small pouting glare. “...I do, okay?” Finally! March barely stopped herself from cheering victoriously at the confession and doing a fist pump in the air. “Are you going to tell him?” Another mumble. “Stellie?” “...I don’t know. I don’t want things to be awkward.” She peeked out of the covers again. “Besides, I don’t even know if he likes me.” “Don’t worry, I’ll help you with that,” March said cheerfully before bouncing out the door. Step 1: Get Stelle to acknowledge her feelings – success!! A small pause ensued as March left the room. Then, Stelle threw off the covers and scrambled to get up as her bubbly friend’s words finally processed through her mind. “March, wait!”   XXXXXXXXXXXXX Step 2 : Get him to acknowledge his feelings Being somewhat familiar with Dan Heng by now, March knew that he wouldn’t give a straightforward answer if she asked him directly about how he felt about Stelle. Not to mention he probably wasn’t aware of his own feelings yet. Which was why, this would be where the Landau siblings came in...along with some...help. “So Stelle,” Himeko said as she sipped at her tea elegantly, the perfect picture of poise with her leg crossed over the other and not a hair or single piece of clothing out of place. “You seem to be going down to Belebog a lot these days.” It was one of the occasions that all of them gathered for a meal – one of Himeko’s favourite activities as she liked having them all together. While she didn’t necessarily hover over them, she did take her job as their leader seriously and took care of all of them. Hence the somewhat regular group gatherings and activities like this. The young woman in question nodded, spearing a piece of fish on her plate. “Serval asked me to help out a bit, and both Natasha and Bronya too. The people aren’t used to Wildfire and the Silvermane working together yet, so...” She shrugged before eating the fish. “And Gepard offered to take me around to make up for the fugitive thing.” Welt, who was sitting next to Himeko, hid a faintly amused smile that would have came out at seeing Dan Heng’s expression tense ever so slightly. “Ooh! So like a date?” March chimed excitedly while clasping her hands together. “Would you like us to help you?” Himeko offered. Stelle coughed, almost sputtering as she shook her head at the unexpected responses. “Y-you’re thinking too much! Besides.. I don’t think he likes me that way.” “Hmm, but maybe you should dress up anyway,” mused March before standing up to grab Stelle’s hand. “Right, let’s go, Stelle! Time to get some new clothes!” Himeko watched in amusement as March dragged a protesting Stelle behind her before turning to Dan Heng. “Are you going to join them?” The man shook his head. “No. It’s none of my business.” His tone was curt as he stood up abruptly. “Excuse me.” As Dan Heng left, Himeko bit back a smirk and turned to Welt. “Not going to say anything?” He shook his head, though the glint in his eyes showed his genuine amusement at the whole situation.   XXX [CHATROOM] [Secret Operation] GIRLS-ONLY Chat March 7th: *has sent Stelle-new-outfit1.jpg* March 7th: What do you guys think about this? Asta: !!! That’s really cute. Bronya: The colour scheme suits her. Bronya: Are you in Belebog? March 7th: Yep, Seele is with us! Serval too. Serval’s picking out some clothes and shoes right now. Seele... I think she’s at the accessories section. Asta: Might I make some suggestions? March 7th : Sure! Asta: *has sent 3 photos* March 7th: Ooh, Asta, you’re a genius! Seele: The third one. Bronya: The second one. Serval: Why not all? Serval: And maybe something like these. Serval: *has sent knee-high-boots09871.jpg* Seele: They look nice, but doesn’t she usually wear boots anyway? Serval: Good point. Maybe something to show off her legs... Poor, poor Dan Heng. He wasn’t going to know what hit him.   XXX With Dan Heng: Truthfully, he wasn’t quite sure what had made him leave so abruptly earlier. He already knew that both Gepard and Stelle were friends. There was nothing between them...right? A sigh left the man as he tried to clear his thoughts. He needed to continue updating the information for Jerilo-VI and for that, he needed to focus. Taking a deep breath, Dan Heng continued his previous task. Though, it was futile due to the abrupt interruption. Dan Heng paused in his writing as the door to the archives suddenly burst open to reveal a more-than-usual disheveled Stelle. “Dan Heng, hide me,” were the first words that left her. He blinked. “What is it?” Stelle looked frazzled. “It’s March. She took me shopping with Serval and the others and they wanted to continue even after lunch. We were there for three hours.” The expression that then crossed her face was one reminiscent of a puppy being kicked or well, a disgruntled Peppy. It was rather...cute. “They even got me to wear this,” Stelle complained as she gestured to her current outfit. Now that she mentioned it... Instead of her usual grey-gold attire, Stelle was dressed in a soft long-sleeved, khaki top paired with delicate detailing that showed off her figure that was usually hidden by her jacket. Her skirt had been replaced with a pair of dark denim shorts, drawing much attention to the creamy expanse of her long legs ensconced in sandals. Her hair was even pulled up into a casual ponytail, showing off the pale, unblemished skin of her neck. It was still Stelle, but just...more so. He swallowed. “I mean, it’s not that it’s not comfortable, and it’s not that I don’t like it, but three hours, Dan Heng,” The expression that turned into somewhat of a sulky pout, an expression he hadn’t seen on her face before. Not seeming to notice his reaction due to the trail of inappropriate thoughts that had started creeping into his mind, Stelle tugged at an idle strand of her hair before looking at him pleadingly. “Can I stay here?” Control. He needed to control himself before she realized that he was out of character. Or that somehow everything had suddenly become warm (for him anyway). And... and Aeons dammit. She was still waiting for his answer. “...Be my guest,” It took all that he had to force himself to reply. A smile curved around her lips as her features brightened, making him feel warm inside. “Thanks.” Was it even warmer now? He had always assumed that his reactions (and actions) around her were normal, but... As he mentally reviewed his memories, there was only one conclusion to make: He had a crush. On Stelle. Stelle, who was currently dressed like that and in the room with him. Beside him. Alone. Aeons save him. XXX [CHATROOM] [Secret Operation] In the Name of Love!!! March 7th: Asta, are you guys ready? Asta: We are. Arlan already knows what he has to do. Arlan: Lady Asta, must I... Asta: Come on, Arlan, it’s for our friends. Arlan: Alright. XXXXXXXXXXXXX Step 3 : Have them go out together (without any suspicion), with yours truly being conveniently unavailable “Let’s go,” Dan Heng said. The pair of them started to walk towards their destination. It was just the two of them today, as March had been paired with Welt to go to Belebog to check on the potentially lingering effects of the Stellaron and answer questions about the topic while Himeko looked after the Express. They were currently in Herta Space Station, having just met up with Asta who had debriefed them on the mission with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry about this, but Arlan’s still busy with wrapping up that curio case,” the red-haired researcher said, referring to the Xenohydro curio that had been impersonating people. “Anyway, I would like you to investigate the supply storage zone. There have been reports that some items have been missing along with a potentially strong Fragmentum creature.” “Have there been any clues regarding its specific location?” Dan Heng asked. Asta shook her head. “Unfortunately not. We only have information regarding the missing supplies.” “Noted.” And so here they were. Just the two of them. Alone. He couldn’t help it, being conscious of her every movement. The way she walked. Her vicinity and the warmth of her presence beside him. It had taken much willpower for him to act normally around her ever since that day when she burst into the archives asking for his help to hide from March. The room had fallen into a somewhat comfortable silence as she had decided to pick up where she had left off reading one of the books about Aeons that he’d recommended her previously. He’d tried returning to his original task, but couldn’t stop himself from stealing glances over at her every once in awhile. Still, it had been...nice. Being with her. Dan Heng shook his head to clear his thoughts. They had a job to do. The way towards the storage supply zone was smooth, their teamwork making quick work of the Fragmentums along the way. It wasn’t until when they reached the last room, finishing off another Fragmentum that the sound of rumbling machines and hissing raised their guard. Startled, Stelle glanced around their surroundings. “What’s going on- ” A frown crossed Dan Heng’s face as jade eyes scanned the room, before being drawn to several flashing lights on a panel. “Try the doors.” Stelle nodded before heading towards the entryway that they had come from, only to return a moment later with a shake of her head. “They don’t work.” “So we’re stuck,” he surmised. Just as he was about to suggest trying to contact Arlan, Stelle’s phone beeped. “What is it?” “It’s Arlan. Apparently someone messed with the control panel dealing with this room by accident,” Stelle said as she scanned the message with a rueful shake of her head. “They’re trying to fix it, but it’ll take awhile.” If that was the case, they might as well made themselves comfortable. It was a good thing that they had cleared out all the monsters. A few minutes passed as they settled themselves, hesitation flitting through her as she glanced over at Dan Heng radiating an air of casual grace as he settled onto a crate, back leaning against the wall. Not for the first time did she feel her cheeks warm as her mind wandered into a trail of... inappropriate thoughts. No. Bad Stelle, she chastised herself. She crossed over to where he was. There had been something she’d wanted to ask him for awhile now. “Mind if I join you?” Dan Heng glanced up and nodded, gesturing to the space beside him. Flashing a quick smile, she took the offered seat and asked him the question. “Did I do anything wrong?” At her question, brief surprise flitted through his features. “What do you mean?” She shrugged, a little bit self-conscious. “I don’t know, it just feels like you’ve kind of been avoiding me lately.” Yes, because I like you, was his mind’s answer. Outwardly, he shook his head. It wasn't as if he could just admit it. “It’s not you. Don’t worry.” Liar. Stelle frowned. “Is everything okay?” Concern coloured her tone. “Not right now, but eventually,” he settled for a half-truth before changing the subject, ignoring the flare of jealousy in his chest. “How was Belebog?” Referring to her outing with Gepard a couple days ago. “It’s fine. Everything was fine,” Stelle said. “But, well... I don’t think I like Gepard that way.” At her reply, he could feel some of the tension leaving him along with the tinge of jealousy, being replaced with a small surge of relief. “I see.” “There’s someone else I like,” she continued, her heartbeat thundering in her ears. Stelle took a deep breath and forced herself to meet his gaze, her mind flashing back to March’s words of encouragement. [Flashback] “Dan Heng? He can be kind of an idiot sometimes,” March wrinkled her nose. “So you might need to be the one confessing instead, really.” “Don’t worry. If he doesn’t listen, I’ll shoot him with my arrows. You can do it, Stelle!” “I like you.” XXXXXXXXXXXXX Time stilled as their gazes locked, the words of her confession settling over the room while the atmosphere thickened. The sudden realization of their close proximity to each other with only the steadying accompaniment of the machines working in the background while everything drew to a lull for them. She...liked him? It was several moments before his mind processed the words. Finally, Dan Heng broke the silence – his jade eyes unknowingly softening as he tugged her closer to him and wrapped an arm around her waist. Stelle could feel her cheeks reddening, though she made no move to escape her new position on his lap while he kissed her softly on the lips. “I feel the same.” XXXXXXXXXXXXX Arlan trudged his way through the storage supply zone. He had been tasked with checking in on the pair personally by Asta. The cameras in that particular room had been damaged in the earlier fight with the Legion, being still unrepaired as of now. The door hissed open. He blinked. Then, a small smile appeared. The two of them had fallen asleep, it seemed. Stelle was sleeping on Dan Heng’s shoulder, the man’s arm wrapped around her waist – eyes closed and chests breathing in steady rhythm. Both of them utterly relaxed and at peace. Arlan turned back. He’d leave them alone for now. XXX Later... [CHATROOM] [Secret Operation] In the Name of Love!!! March 7th: *has sent FINALLYYYY.jpg* March 7th: Thank Aeons they’re finally together ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh March 7th: Thanks everyone!!~

In the dead of night

['silly_shrimp']

Mature

Other

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

I Can't Believe I Wrote This, Not Beta Read, Mild Smut

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

440

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It was quite a rowdy evening , with the reunion of the Underground and the Overwold. Many children came up to the surface to participate in a star watching event organised by Pela. March convinced Caelus and even Dan Heng to come, as it was a perfect opportunity to take pictures. They agreed to meet up at the Eternal Freeze monument. As the trailblazer was making his way from the hotel to the plaza, he stopped dead in his tracks. A beautiful silver glimmer, mirroring light that of the moon. Caelus was in a trance- he didn't even realise he started slowly inching closer to the majestic thing. As soon as he was next to the metal beauty, he began taking in all of its perfect features. From the rough dents on the bottom to the lustful ,polished handles. Caelus brought his hand closer , slowly running his fingers along the rim of the object. He has never experienced something like this before - not as If he had accomplished much,  however this feeling was all too new to him. Cold prickled his fingers, annoying at first but he learned to love it. With his other hand he grabbed the top handle firmly, manhandling it to whichever position he wanted it in. His refletion in the metal showed lustful eyes,staring down his prey. Pushing the lid aside,he was met with an endless void inviting him further inside. And who is he but a man with needs ? The more he stared inside the more he craved the feeling within. Caelus bent down , feeling crushed by his primal urges. One of his hands left teasing the handle and plunged inside, vigorously shuffling through its insides. He couldn't help but let out a quiet groan as he felt a tent forming in his pants. Grateful to the cover of the night, he brought one of his hands down, shuffling his belt off,his  other hand still groping the insides of his beloved. The sounds it made seemed to form a quited whimper that sent bolts straight to Caelus' mind and crotch. Finding his zipper he pulled it down to reveal his aching, throbbing- "What the fuck are you doing " said Dan Heng from behing ,bringing the trailblazer back to reality. He quickly scrambled with his clothing and turned around to see the man with a distressed look on his face . Just as he was about to say something , March ran up to them. " Hey leave the little guy alone. At least he gets more action than you" she said and took a quick photo of Dan Hengs face to turn into a sticker later.

Chocolate Mint Ice Cream and Confusion

['Pleasant_Illusion']

Teen And Up Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail)

Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Stelle (Honkai: Star Rail)

Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

English

2023-05-06

Updated

2023-05-06

1,459

1/?

7

224

14

1,567

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Caelus likes his job, but sometimes, it gets tough selling ice cream especially when it rains during the day.  It's already nine at night, but half of his tubs were still filled. The streets were usually busier on this hour, but due to the rain forecast, people were in a hurry to go home since it's expected to rain late at night. He'd stay for a few more hours longer, but he doubts that he'll get any more customers. The streets were looking emptier every minute, and the sausage stall beside his cart had also already started packing-up. Feeling defeated, Caelus started preparing to leave. There wasn't really much to clean on his cart since the ice creams were just covered most of the time, but he prefers having everything in place before he returns home. Did Stelle buy them dinner already? Or is it his turn to buy food for today? He was about to message his sister, when a voice called his attention. "How much would it take to get this entire container filled?" When he looked up, he saw a handsome man with a black hair, and a piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a formal work attire, but his outfit had teal accents on the buttons and other accessories. Would it be rude to think that he looks like a walking mint chocolate ice cream? "Let me see..." The dark haired man's container was made with stainless steel but it had the same size as a typical store-bought ice cream, appearing to be around 2 liters. Caelus sells a cup or a cone for 600 credits, so if he were to fill it with 16 full scoops, which could make 8 cups... It would be 4,800 credits, but Caelus is worried that may be too expensive. "Um, 4,000 credits." Since he was about to go home anyway, and the man was buying a lot, he supposed that a discount won't hurt. "That cheap?" Cheap? This man is probably rich. He should have told the real price. "I added a discount." Caelus admitted, "What flavors do you want?" The vendor opened the lid, showing him all available flavors. His customer appears to be having a difficult time deciding. "Do you have any mint chocolate?" Caelus couldn't help but chuckle a bit. He was just relating him to a mint chocolate a few seconds ago. "Oh- sorry. I don't have that flavor right now..." he told him, "But if you promise to come back tomorrow, I would make one tonight. I have most of the ingredients, and the store isn't far." To be exact, he only needed to buy a peppermint. "You make them?" "Uh-huh."  "I see. Then, I'd like a scoop of all flavors available." "Do you want any syrup, chocolates, marshmallows- sprinkles?" "No, I'll have it as it is." Caelus did what the customer requested, filling his container with all the flavors he had. He couldn't help but feel a bit conscious while doing it, since the handsome man was watching him with such intensity as if he was watching an intern on their first day at work. When he was done, he closed the container's lid and placed it in an eco bag, "Here."  In return, the handsome man handed him 10,000 credits. It wasn't a whole 10,000 bill, but rather ten separate 1,000 bills, implying that it was intentional.  "This is too much- Even if you brought 2 containers, you'll still have a change left with this amount." "Consider it as a tip." he said, "I'll be buying again tomorrow." Caelus was going to insist, but the handsome man left almost as quick as he appeared. However, once he was gone, Caelus was overwhelmed with a happy feeling.  He still had a lot of ice cream left to sell, but the kind gesture from his customer made him earn more than he was supposed to if he had just left a minute or two earlier. He was humming around as he continued cleaning, but all of the sudden, his phone rang. "I'll be home a little late, I still haven't finished the paperworks that my boss gave me." His sister sighed , "Just order some chicken or whatever, or if you still have the energy, drop by the grocery store. I want curry." Caelus was going to tell her about his generous customer, but Stelle didn't even let him utter a single word, ending the call almost immediately. He went home after tidying his cart, and once he arrived home, he decided to shop in the grocery store in order to buy the ingredients for their very late dinner. He got stuck inside the grocery for an hour when the rain poured, and a part of his brain thinks that ordering would have been better. It normally would have soured his mood, but Caelus was just thankful that he already had his cart home. Besides, it's not everyday that he cooks for his twin sister, and thanks to him going to the grocery store, he was able to buy peppermint needed for the chocolate mint ice cream. -------------------------------- The sales were a lot better the next day, and Caelus was growing quite worried that he'll run out of ice cream to sell soon. Selling out is a good thing, but he promised to sell the handsome man his mint chocolate today. Thankfully, that specific flavor actually isn't as popular as the other flavors. Most of the customers like buying the cookies and cream flavor, followed by strawberry, chocolate, and cheese. Maybe it's an acquired taste.  He had a few regulars he recognizes, but there's different people buying from him everyday. But, it's not everyday that someone gives him an extra 6,000 credits as a "tip", and Caelus feels like he owes him a high quality ice cream. If the handsome customer from yesterday requested to be spoon fed, he might just do it.  "Is the flavor I requested available?" a familiar voice asked, and Caelus couldn't control his smile from forming when he saw the customer again. "Of course, I never forget my promises." The handsome man took out the same container from yesterday, "All chocolate mint. No toppings." "Got it."  As he scoops the ice cream from his tub, he could feel the customer staring at him again, and somehow, Caelus began feeling nervous. "Um, did you like the ice cream from yesterday?" "They're good." the handsome man quickly replied, although Caelus couldn't tell if he genuinely liked it. His expression was unreadable, and his eyes were kinda intimidating. Now that Caelus had taken another look at him again, the man was in no doubt, rich. He doesn't understand why he's bringing his own container, or why he's buying a 2 liter ice cream from a random vendor on the street, but it's not really his business to know. However, his question was soon answered when the handsome man suddenly asked him a question, "Excuse me if I'm prying too much, but are you related to 'Stelle'?" Oh.  The man probably saw him and thought he looked like his twin, and he bought from him since he's curious if they're related or not.  "Yeah, how did you know my sister?" "So she's your sister... I guess it makes sense." he mumbled, "We're colleagues, although I'm from Astral Express' accounting department." "Okay...?" Once he finished filling his customer's tub, he extended his hands to give it to him, "Here, thank you for buying again. I really appreciate the tip from yesterday- you don't have to pay for today's ice cream!" "No, I'll still pay."  The handsome man handed 10,000 credits once again, but this time, Caelus was firmer on declining, "I'm sorry, but I really can't accept this. I'll feel guilty if I accept it again." "But you deserve it. It's only natural to pay the equal amount for something of quality." His compliment somehow made Caelus a bit embarrassed, but something finally clicked on Caelus' head. "Hey... do you like my sister?" The handsome man's eyes went wide, looking taken aback by his question, "What makes you conclude that?" "Nothing. But I want to repay you. So if you like her, then I'll sing her praises of you whenever I have the chance to," Caelus grinned, making the other man unconsciously place his palm on his face. "You're getting the wrong idea." The handsome man said, "I have more interest in you than I do with her." What? "You're interested in me...? I don't even know your name." "I'm Dan Heng." After saying his name, 'Dan Heng' left, and Caelus was in too much shock to return the credits once again.  He didn't understand what just happened. 

we're standing among the heavens; we're sitting within the phosphorescent flame of a star

['AppleSharon']

Teen And Up Audiences

M/M

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Caelus/Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Dan Heng/Trailblazer (Honkai: Star Rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: Star Rail), Caelus (Honkai: Star Rail), March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail), Himeko (Honkai: Star Rail)

Introspection, Kissing, Fluff, Feelings Realization, Implied Sexual Content, Fluff and Angst, Bittersweet, Written Before 1.1 Update (Honkai: Star Rail)

English

2023-05-03

Completed

2023-05-06

2,386

2/2

23

1,097

131

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[]

Head heavy, Dan Heng rises from a kneeling position. A hand, warm and graceful, caresses his cheek as he stands. “You have experienced the past and now you experience the future. Use this knowledge wisely, Dan Heng, Imbibitor Lunae.” The voice is many voices at once. He hears it in his mind. “I will,” Dan Heng says solemnly, bowing to the group of Preceptors gathered in front of him. When Dan Heng reads fiction, he notes that beings always wake from dreams — both pleasant and nightmarish — with gasps and fits as if they’re pulled out of them by force. Dan Heng wakes from dreams slowly blinking until the archive shelves come into focus above him. *** When March 7th insists that he perform CPR, Dan Heng drops the man’s wrist where a weak pulse is beating just underneath his fingertips and freezes. It’s only for a nanosecond, but March 7th notices immediately, sending him a sly and knowing look. She cannot know. Dan Heng doesn’t even know himself — unintelligible flashes of breathing life into another swirl behind closed eyelids — so she cannot possibly know. The young man slumped across the space station floor has a pulse. If Dan Heng has the power to breathe life into another, he won't have to use it here regardless. As always with March 7th, there’s room for interpretation. She knows far more than her bubbly personality suggests and yet, Dan Heng can easily see her giggly wide-eyed reaction simply being born of the fact that he has to place his lips against another person’s. His mouth is close enough that Dan Heng can feel a faint but warm breath on his face before March 7th yells for him to stop. The man — grey hair, waxy skin, he almost looks like a corpse — moves in Dan Heng’s arms. *** When Dan Heng was initially brought onto the Express, the phonograph machine was Himeko’s pet project. She fixed it quickly, but also abandoned it quickly, caring more about whether she could fix it or not and less about the actual music it could make. This left music selection in the parlour car up to Mister Yang or worse, Pom Pom, with Dan Heng disinterested in it and March 7th somewhat more surprisingly disinterested in it and off doing whatever it is that she does with her free time. It stays on the same record until one of Pom Pom or Mister Yang decide to change it and Dan Heng learns to tune it out. He’s usually in the archives anyway and the music is faint, if heard at all, through the Express’ thick walls. Dan Heng isn’t surprised when he comes across Caelus tilting his head to the side like a confused child, poking at the phonograph with the same carelessness that he rummages through trash bins, but he knows how annoyed Himeko will be if she finds out that Caelus has broken it, even accidentally. “Gently,” Dan Heng tells him. “Like this.” Reaching over Caelus’ shoulder, Dan Heng lifts the phonograph needle and places it onto the outside edge of the record. “Thank you!” Caelus says, immediately brightening and smiling up at Dan Heng as if the archivist has done something extraordinary instead of simply playing a record on a phonograph machine. Caelus’ face never leaves anything to the imagination. It’s why so many of their negotiations go poorly, in addition to Caelus’ general lack of a verbal filter. “You always know what to do,” the grey-haired man adds with another guileless smile. Coughing into his hand, Dan Heng realizes that their faces are almost as close to each other as they had been when March 7th had ordered him to perform CPR on Caelus. “Hardly,” Dan Heng says as he steps back and squares his shoulders. Caelus shakes his head. Cheeks flushed with colour and eyes shining, Caelus looks like an entirely different person than the lifeless body Dan Heng and March 7 stumbled upon during the Herta Space Station attacks. I want to see him smiling like that all of the time. The thought is so startling and sudden that Dan Heng feels as if he’s been struck. *** When Caelus takes to spending his leisure time in between missions with Dan Heng in the Express archives, Dan Heng is oddly proud. He ignores the taunts of March 7 — who takes no time at all in reminding Dan Heng of how he had chased her out of the archives repeatedly, stating that if she didn’t have anything to look up, she had no reason to be there — and of Himeko and lets Caelus ask as many questions as he wants. In many ways, Caelus reminds Dan Heng of himself when he first came onto the Express, albeit more enthusiastic and outwardly inquisitive. "Would you like to board our Express?” “We're retracing our previous journey. There's so much to see all over again. We need a guard... And an archiver.” “You can get off any time once you made up your mind on where to go.” “Alright,” Dan Heng says, still ungainly in a body that’s his and also somehow wholly unfamiliar to him. The archives had given Dan Heng an excellent excuse to research and learn about the world at a time when he had felt confused and lost. Caelus displays even more confusion than Dan Heng had felt at that time, but attacks everything with amateurish bombast. Dan Heng sighs when Caelus leaves files open and takes over all of the monitors and leaves snacks on Dan Heng’s bed and realizes — as he watches Caelus chest rise and fall in sleep — that it’s not pride that he feels when Caelus spends his leisure time in the archives but attraction. *** When Caelus kisses him suddenly, Dan Heng freezes for more than a moment. It’s nothing like giving someone CPR. It’s nothing like breathing life into someone in his dreams. Caelus’ lips are chapped and his nose is cold as it brushes against Dan Heng’s awkwardly. He moves and sucks on Dan Heng’s lower lip and that’s when Dan Heng finally moves, a low groan rising from his throat. When Caelus pulls away, there’s no hesitation in his eyes. They shine just as brightly as they did when he managed to solve the mystery of the memetic virus for Asta or managed to find 10,000 credits someone had tossed into a bin on Jarilo-VI. Dan Heng licks his own dry lips and looks down at Caelus’ mouth, turned up prettily into a surprisingly shy smile, swollen slightly from the kiss. “Again?” Caelus asks, already leaning in. Nodding, Dan Heng moves forward. (See the end of the chapter for notes.) When Dan Heng wakes up on the Astral Express first night there, he is greeted with a loud knock on the door of the archives. Pom Pom nervously vibrates on the other side of it in the hallway, telling him in a high-pitched squeak that breakfast is ready. Dan Heng shakes off his dreams as best he can — sharp and murderous eyes following him throughout his day — and puts away the small pallet he set up on the Express archives floor, tucking it into a corner next to the spare search terminal. In the parlour car, Mister Yang is waiting with a cup of tea, improbably made just how Dan Heng usually takes it, and Himeko is waiting with an empathetic smile. This is how his mornings start for Dan Heng and he leans in comfortably to the routine, finding safety in structure outside of the chaos of missions and his own mind. Until Caelus kisses him. *** Discarded weaponry surrounds the ground around Dan Heng as a dark-haired man laughs. “Of five people, three must pay a price,” the man tells him hoarsely, voice rasping and echoing in Dan Heng’s ears. “You are not one of them, Jing Yuan.” Red eyes turn towards Dan Heng and the man’s laughter continues, filling the air. It’s suffocating and Dan Heng gasps for air. “You are one of them,” the man says. When Dan Heng slowly opens his eyes, heartbeat rapid and sweat on his brow, a warm hand wraps around his waist, steadying him, and he shifts. Caelus is in his bed. Something tickles at the base of his neck and it takes another moment — sleep still falling from the corners of Dan Heng’s eyes — to realize that Caelus is pressing soft kisses behind his ears. Dan Heng wants to tell Caelus that he shouldn’t be here. He wants to tell Caelus that this is all pointless. That they don’t have time for this. That this will have to end eventually. He wants to tell himself that Caelus is dangerous. That the Stellaron inside the grey-haired man will destroy them all one day. Instead, he finds himself improbably moving back into Caelus’ arms, sighing softly. Yawning, Caelus prods at his shoulder and Dan Heng rolls over, naturally leaning into a surprisingly heated kiss. Caelus’ inexperience has given way to confidence by way of practice — something in which Dan Heng cannot help but relish, despite himself. “Good morning,” Caelus breathes cheekily into Dan Heng’s mouth with a small whine. It’s hot and heady and Dan Heng shivers almost violently, shifting forward seeking friction against Caelus’ thigh. Caelus whines again, hands greedily move underneath Dan Heng’s shirt and up his chest to where his heart is still pounding, no longer from nightmares but from the promise of what is to come. It’s a new routine and a welcome one, no matter how many times Dan Heng tells himself that it’s not. *** When Himeko first offered Dan Heng a job in the archives, he had immediately made his bed on the floor of the room itself with the understanding that anyone wishing to access the search terminal would not disturb Dan Heng at odd hours unless it was absolutely necessary. He slept little regardless. Between nightmares, Dan Heng was prepared for late-night interruptions that never came. Mister Yang had later offered Dan Heng a separate room — there were apparently many empty ones on the Astral Express — which he had politely rejected. With Himeko’s knowing smile as Caelus shamelessly exits the archives and stumbles into the parlour car at Dan Heng’s side, hair messy and hinting at certain activities, Dan Heng wonders if he shouldn’t have asked for a separate room after all. Himeko doesn’t need to rely on any power of deduction to know what is happening. Nothing in his life had prepared Dan Heng for how quickly and seamlessly Caelus would make his way into his bed and into his life. *** “Of five people, three must pay a price. “You are one of them.” When Dan Heng startles awake — this time, trembling and tumbling from sleep like the myriad fiction he’s read — he knows that his time is up. Time is always something Dan Heng has paradoxically had in both absence and excess. Existing stretches in front of him like an eternity, but the shadows of his past lurk around every corner, threatening to shatter his current illusion of ease. He expresses his genuine gratitude to Welt Yang, but takes care to not develop a dependance on the older man for shelter or information. He takes tea with Himeko but refuses to divulge even the most harmless of personal anecdotes despite her gentle prodding over a game of chess or go. He jokes with March 7th, finding that she operates in a similar manner — never allowing anyone to grow close to her — albeit with a more bubbly and outgoing exterior that lulls others into a false sense of security. It’s no surprise to him that their relationship is the easiest and most comfortable to navigate, both of them accepting each others’ unspoken boundaries, leaning into lighthearted banter to patch over any cracks of a deeper sincerity. Caelus had smashed through Dan Heng’s barriers unwittingly with all of the gracelessness that Caelus approaches fighting — baseball bat or lance slung over his shoulder cockily, posture loose and shoulders slumped forward. And now their time is up. Himeko interrupts his thoughts, telling him that he’s been standing in the parlour car for a half hour. The time means nothing to Dan Heng, not when the video transmission confirms his worst fears. *** When Caelus spends his first night with Dan Heng, their desperate fervour for each other surprisingly spilling well into the next morning, he complains about how small Dan Heng’s bed is and how odd it is that Dan Heng sleeps in the archives. Doubt flickers through Dan Heng and Caelus must see it on his face, because the next moment Caelus is wrapped tightly around him, whispering into his ear. “It’s alright,” he tells Dan Heng. “I like you this way.” Dan Heng swallows, doubt still creeping in at the edges of his vision along with flashes of a life lived within the Xianzhou Alliance that’s about to catch up with him. He wonders if Caelus would feel the same way if he knew Dan Heng’s past. Pain disrupts his thoughts and Dan Heng reaches up to rub his forehead. It takes a moment to realize that Caelus has flicked him with his thumb and forefinger to bring him out of his thoughts. “I like you this way,” Caelus repeats, pouting prettily. It’s dangerous, but Dan Heng leans in anyway, marvelling at how openly Caelus responds when he sucks on his lower lip, mimicking what Caelus had done during their first artless kiss the previous afternoon. *** When Dan Heng arrives on the Xianzhou Luofu, he opens the Astral Express Family chat. Swallowing at the title, he texts Caelus, March, and Mister Yang only to find that none of his messages will go through. “And… you’ll come back and travel with us once this is all over, right?” Himeko asks him before he leaves. He cannot lie aloud, so Dan Heng turns away from her, nodding curtly. His time is up. As he takes Cloud Piercer in hand, steadying himself for another fight — the first fight in what is sure to be a lengthy battle given he what knows of what awaits him at the end — Dan Heng thinks of how little he regrets his time with Caelus. It was brief, but still burns brightly in his chest. If anything, it’s made him stronger. He hadn’t expected that. Added this second part because I just love Dan Heng introspection. Hope you all enjoyed.

as then, so now.

['mintsoir']

General Audiences

F/F

崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)

Bronya/Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Cocolia/Serval (Honkai: Star Rail), Bronya & Serval (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bronya (Honkai: Star Rail), Seele (Honkai: Star Rail), Serval (Honkai: Star Rail)

Post-Canon, Grief/Mourning

English

2023-05-06

Completed

2023-05-06

4,273

1/1

38

748

105

5,786

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[]

“You’re spacing out.” Grey eyes flutter shut for just the briefest of moments. Seele’s voice comes over Bronya like a cool draft. When Bronya turns her head to the source of the voice, she catches Seele leaning against a pillar in her office. There’s a small moment where she might’ve allowed a smile to pass over her lips, Seele’s collected demeanor a reminder that even as the rest of her life falls apart around her, at least some things will remain consistent. “I fear I haven’t been able to get much sleep since the inauguration. Do you…” Bronya thinks of the correct words to say. She settles for a polite smile, legs crossed over one another. “Have you need of me?” “Actually,” Seele says, and pushes herself away from the pillar. She saunters to the front of Bronya’s desk, and gives a forlorn glance at the stacks of paper haphazardly scattered across the workspace. “I was, uh… I wanted to see if you needed me.” She exhales. Looks down from Seele’s halfway concerned expression and also looks down at the papers. Requisition orders. Guard allocations. Enlistments. Requests for aid. And that’s just all of the official stuff; there’s a mountainous list of other expectations placed delicately against Bronya’s neck like a fine-tipped sword. She bites her lip. “It’s not like I hadn’t been preparing to undertake all of this work before,” she says quietly. “It’s just… I didn’t think I’d have to adjust this quickly, is all. Mother was— If it wasn’t for the Stellaron, then she’d still…” Bronya laughs, small and incredulous. “I feel like I’ve suddenly grown twenty years older than I ought to be.” Seele nods. That’s the sort of thing that Bronya likes about her—that she doesn’t stoop to cheap pity. Just stands there, and understands her, and lets her talk. “Gotta admit, Bronya... I don’t envy you in the slightest.” “Yeah. It’s…” She shrugs. “It sucks.” “Can’t just be the paperwork, though…” Seele leafs through a couple of pages, then raises an eyebrow. “Looks like low-level administrative bullshit to me. Couldn’t get someone else to handle these? I mean… Shit, Bronya. You haven’t even been given a chance to mourn her, yet.” There’s a smile that comes to her lips. It feels unnatural; all stretched upon the corners of her mouth like cheaply-made leather. “It’s fine, really.” Enough flippance to make her believe it. “It’s not like the world’s gonna wait for me to compose myself. And I owe that much to Mother, don’t I?” This is the other part of it. Seele’s relentless. The sort of woman who doesn’t know how to let go of something - or maybe it’s just that she doesn’t want to, not when it’s Bronya. It’s something that might’ve been endearing, if Bronya was a half-decade younger and much more prone to that sort of stalwart romanticism. Seele looks at Bronya, really looks at Bronya, and gently pushes the papers aside. “... You’ll kill yourself if you keep going like this.” She looks away. “That’s not true.” “Well, you look like shit.” “Seele.” The dark-haired woman raises her hands, and shakes her head. “Okay, my bad.” There’s a small beat of silence between the two of them, and then Seele continues. “Look, if you really need to work on those papers, it’s not like I can stop you or anything.” Something in the corner of her heart flutters. When she was really little, maybe about eight or nine, Bronya remembers trying to climb the large geomarrow statue in the middle of Belobog. She had been trying to reach the sky, or maybe she was trying to catch a snowflake or some other such frivolous thing. At some point, her shoe had slipped against the smooth surface of the mineral, and she’d fallen - crack - onto the snow-scattered stone. There was a lingering sense of dread that had bloomed in her chest, unfurling something ugly and horrified. She’d thought she was going to die. “You can quit looking at me like you’re gonna vomit all over that pretty paperwork of yours,” Seele says, a little half-smile tugging at the corner of her lips, “I didn’t say I was leaving you here.” Bronya stares blankly. Seele flushes. “Oh, I mean—Don’t get me wrong… I don’t have the right sort of mindset to do all the grueling sorts of work you do. Hate that shit. But… I’unno,” she grins. Rubs idly at her cheek. “Figured you’d appreciate the company, at least.” And just like that, the feeling fades. Bronya spares a quick glance at the papers over her desk, so numerous that it’s impossible to remember what page she’d been working at before. She blinks twice, fighting the distinct burn of loneliness that lingers at the edges of her eyes. “Thank you,” she says, and picks up her pen. “I do. I really, truly do.”     Cocolia’s funeral takes place just outside of Qlipoth Fort about two weeks after Bronya’s inauguration. It’s a miserable day, even by the standards of a mourning. The streets are wet and gray, a dark reflection of the sky that covers it. White powder flutters in and out of Bronya’s vision, settling in her hair; the fur of her coat; against her pink-tipped skin. It’s cold, too. Cold like loneliness—the sort of chill that lingers somewhere deep and hidden through the bones. There was no body to bury. Cocolia had simply… disappeared and melted into the air: a snowflake by another name. Bronya stands tall in front of the (depressingly empty) coffin, and delicately places a bouquet atop the lacquered wood. It would be customary, she imagines, to give some sort of platitude. A gentle proclamation of love, or perhaps some assurance that the future will be bright because of her efforts and not in spite of them. Yet for all of Bronya’s deliberation, it’s as though the air itself has sucked any salient thought out through her. She stares at the coffin that does not contain her mother, and feels nothing. A failure of a daughter, then? It feels something like that. Bronya drags her hand over the wood, watches the small flakes of snow bead up into the water, and steps away. She feels something like a petulant child, wanting to scream into the air and beg to be taken away; to wash her hands of her mother’s death and play pretend for just a little while longer. She feels a slender, delicate hand on her shoulder. Bronya blinks frozen tears out of her eyelashes and looks up, expecting to see Seele. Instead stands Serval Landau. Bronya inhales. “Hey, champ.” “... Lady Landau.” Serval laughs—an expression so wholly inappropriate for a day as grim as this that all Bronya can do is stare and wish that some avalanche would crush her. “You’ve known me long enough that I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t mind if you just called me Serval.” Bronya offers a smile. The older woman continues. “I know, that uh - we haven’t really talked much since, uh… Since your mom…” “All but shut you out. Yes, I remember.” “Yeah. I mean, you were so little when I moved out that I thought you wouldn’t have remembered me. I should’ve called or something; even if Cocolia would’ve blown my head off.” Brony’s smile strains. She understands the truth, even as Serval pretends to lead her away from it. Serval sees Bronya as an extension of her mother, and loves her because it was something that Cocolia had expected. It’s true that she’d been little more than thirteen years old or so when Serval had faded out of their lives like a dying light. They’re worlds apart now. Why else would Serval approach her, if not for the vain hope of catching a glimpse of Cocolia instead? “Mother spoke about you often, after you left.” Serval’s face lights up. Bronya privately battles her own nausea, and wishes that she had said nothing. “I should have gone with them,” she says, and looks out into the distance; where the flags of Belobog wave defiantly through the snow and wind. “It doesn’t feel right to me that the last time I ever spoke to her was a decade ago. And I could have seen her, and I - didn’t. I wonder how things could have played out instead.” Did you think you would be able to convince her to back down? You, the lover? How highly do you think of yourself? I was her goddamned daughter, for all the good that did her. But Serval doesn’t know the truth. She could claim altruism all she likes; claim that it’s only out of the kindness of her heart that Bronya does not tell Serval the truth surrounding Cocolia’s death. Or perhaps she could claim defensiveness; civilians are not to be trusted with military secrets, and Serval would not be trusted as far as the law is concerned… It doesn’t matter. Bronya lies to herself as easily as the wind blows through her hair. It’s a private truth, and Bronya is selfish. Cocolia’s ferocity; her final moments. They belong to Bronya, and she will not share. “It is what it is,” Bronya says, brushing snow off of her coat, “She was a courageous woman. And I’m certain that she would have been touched by your thoughts.” “Did she—I mean, I shouldn’t ask, I know this, but…” Serval’s smile falters for just the briefest of moments. She looks down to Bronya’s feet, as though the act of staring her in the eyes would be too much to bear. “Did your mom say anything? About me?” She sounds so hopeful. There’s a lump that gathers in her throat. She’s suddenly glad that Serval isn’t looking at her, that she can’t see the guilt in Bronya’s expression. No, part of her wants to say. But she'd said nothing to me either, so maybe neither of us meant much of anything to her after all. “I—” Say something, Serval. Please. Please, say something. “It’s not—” Something. Anything. I can’t disappoint you, too. Bronya bites her lip. “She wasn’t—capable, in her final moments.” And all Serval does is smile. “Oh,” she says, like it’s really no big deal at all. “That’s too bad.” The funeral procession continues in relative silence. In the distance, Bronya imagines that she can hear Gepard’s voice give out a list of platitudes. Cocolia’s virtues, all the good that she’s done for the city. The idea that Bronya, the woman who had grown so disillusioned with Cocolia’s vision in such a short span of time, giving the eulogy felt wrong to the point of nausea. And Gepard, blessed Gepard had offered to give the speech instead; claimed he understood how suffocating it felt to have all these expectations placed upon her and not having anywhere to spill them out. She’d accepted his offer for another reason. Because Gepard’s belief in Cocolia was still pure. The truth is a knife pointed squarely at her neck; a truth that Bronya grips between shaking hands until her palms run bloody. “Hey,” Serval says, “You don’t have to come, ‘cause I know it might be awkward hanging out with the chick who used to babysit for you, but uh… Gepard and I’ll be going down to the bar for a couple of drinks after the procession. You can come, if you’d like.” There’s a sudden incredulousness that beats against her ribcage. The idea of not being singularly focused on mourning Cocolia feels wrong to her; not only for her, the woman who Cocolia had raised, but for Serval, the woman who Cocolia had loved. Bronya’s head snaps up. “Drinking? After a funeral?” She shrugs. “You think Cocolia would’ve wanted her funeral to be a somber affair? Her life ought to be celebrated too. That’s all it is.” Bronya cannot think through the cold. Wouldn’t, even if she could. She takes a moment to pretend she’s considering it, and then shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Serval. There’s a lot of administrative work I must get through after all of this. Sorry.” “I get it. I understand.” Serval’s smile comes back in full-force. Bronya gets the distinct feeling that she’s not the only one Serval is trying to convince. “Well! Call me if you’d like to catch up sometime, hey? I’d really like to, after all of this. For now, I’ll leave you to it.” She rubs Bronya’s shoulder one last time before disappearing into the crowd. Bronya touches the spot where Serval’s hands had lingered, and grips the cloth tight. Serval must know, mustn't she? That the time for talk has long since passed. They’re worlds apart. They’ll never see each other again.     Seele is right about a lot of things, she finds. Bronya thinks that she’s sharper than most - especially when it comes to her intuition. It’s part of why Bronya values Seele’s input so highly, especially with regards to the state of Belobog. Of course, being right about a number of things means that Seele has a tendency to also be right where Bronya despises being wrong. Namely, in this case, when it comes to Bronya’s wellbeing. They’ve made something of a ritual out of this. Bronya comes in to work at eight in the morning, and Seele joins her at ten. Sometimes Seele will bring a book, or a toy, or her phone, or just her conversational skill, and they’ll either sit in silence as Bronya pens away at various legislations, or Seele will put on some music. Sometimes, if it’s one of those days where Seele can’t stay long, she’ll talk about whatever business is taking her to the Underworld for the night, and Bronya will begin to miss her pre-emptively.  Today, Seele talks. She stares outside the window of Bronya’s office, where the clouds eclipse the sun in a pale blue light, before turning her head to look at her. “You should call her,” Seele says. She crosses her arms and gives a light, curious look. Inscrutable, in all the ways that Seele tends to be. “I haven’t the foggiest clue what you’re talking about,” Bronya feigns, and dips her pen into the inkwell. “Sure you do. I saw you talking to her at the funeral.” The writing stops. “Qlipoth,” she curses. “I thought I asked you to stop watching me without telling me.” Seele smiles. “Sooo… you’re totally cool with me watching you, as long as I give you the go-ahead first?” “Perhaps not in public,” Bronya concedes, unable to conceal a small grin. “But still—what brings this on?” “Well,” Seele begins, “and I mean this in the most polite way I can possibly say it, but you need friends. Like - actual friends. Not the kind that you dream about kissing.” A wry grin. So that’s how Seele sees herself. “Seele… Serval is not only fifteen years my senior, she’s also known me since I was a child.” “You can have old friends. I have old friends.” “Come on. Natasha barely counts.” She raises an eyebrow. “Why not? I visit her on the weekends to help at the clinic. We go out for lunch and shit. She’s literally known me since I was in diapers—you too, for that matter.” “Is that not strange to you?” “So, what? You’re that picky over age? Should I bring Koski to the fort and have him take over for me instead?” God. Bronya’s not even sure if she’s found it in her heart to forgive Sampo for poisoning her—despite all the good that came from it. Her nose scrunches upwards. “No, it’s just… I’m not sure why you care so much.” Seele pushes herself off the wall, and leans down to meet Bronya’s gaze. Just a bit further, and her lips graze against Bronya’s temple. “Duh. ‘Cause I care about you. A lot. A lot, a lot.” She leans back, and smiles. “That, and, uh… you scare me when you go into Supreme Guardian mode, princess.” Bronya puts the pen down. She smiles up at Seele, but it’s the sad sort of smile. The most genuine smile she’s given since Cocolia’s demise. “... I’m already paying for hundreds of my mother’s mistakes. Serval is just one more problem I can’t fix.” Seele frowns. “That’s an awful shitty way to think about people.” “It’s the truth, isn’t it? You don’t get it, Seele. Serval—she loved my mom. They were like - they were like us. Perhaps even closer. My mother… There was this closet in our house that she’d just… never touched,” Bronya says, and shakes her head. “I’d only ever known Serval in flashes. That closet was a flood. Photos, notes. Memories I’m not even sure Mother possessed. It’s like she had merely packed up the remnants of her old life and… stuffed it somewhere to die without dignity.” There’s a small moment of considerate silence, where Seele turns over Bronya’s words in her head. Like a rusted shield. Finally, she speaks, somewhat exhaustedly, “So, you think that Serval only wants to meet with you because you’ll remind her of Cocolia. That you’ll hurt her just by being around her.” More or less. Not that it feels good to say aloud. The silence is all that Seele needs. “Wow. Imagine if you never reached out to anyone just ‘cause of a few assumptions.” Seele taps Bronya’s shoulder, and smiles. “Do you think I’d be standing here right now if you were anything like that? Hell no. You’d just be a prissy princess stuck in your ivory tower, looking down on us lowly underworld peasants for the rest of time.” “I do not sound like that.” “Oh, but you most certainly did.” Bronya laughs, “You’re horrible!” Seele’s smile is something like a warm day. As warm as it can get in Belobog, when the snow is fluffy and there’s a warm drink cupped between her hands. “I’m just being objective, princess. You used to think I was a liability. And I used to think you were selfish. Now look at us.” “Mm.” Bronya takes Seele’s hand, and brings it to her cheek. She closes her eyes. Seele is right about a lot of things… and perhaps she is right in this as well. “... Do you really think I should reach out?” “Sure,” Seele says, and strokes the curve of Bronya’s cheek with her thumb, “Grab lunch with her or something. I can always call in Pela and have her take over the paperwork for a bit.” She smiles in turn. “And if I get uncomfortable?” “You just give me the word and I’ll have a plethora of excuses for your personal use. Hell, I’ll be the most temperamental underworlder you’ve ever met.” “... I’ll hold my tongue.” Seele’s smile turns into a full-mouthed grin. She leans down to take Bronya’s face in her hands, and kisses her. “Smart girl,” she says. They laugh.     It’s one thing to imagine meeting with Serval. It’s another thing entirely to be actually doing it. Still, Seele had been as encouraging as one could bother to be with Bronya, and Pela was more than happy to help take a little bit of the load off of her shoulders. It’d be stupid of her now to waste their efforts and run away, wouldn’t it? So when Serval waves at her from their reserved table, Bronya waves back. Even in spite of the clawing pain that threatens to burst from her chest. “Jeez. You’re so grown-up looking, Bronya.” She sits across Serval, smooths down the wrinkles of her skirt. Bronya’s smile is polite. “And yet you don’t look a single day over twenty-five, Serval.” “Flatterer,” replies the blonde-haired woman, a wry grin on her lips. “How are you doing? It’s been weeks since I’ve heard from you.” A small pang of guilt grabs at Bronya. Her smile turns from polite to uneasy as she plays with one of the fraying edges of the tablecloth. “Busy,” she manages. “I’d imagine. Your mom worked herself half to death when she’d first been inaugurated to the seat of Supreme Guardian.” Serval shrugs. “You’ve been managing pretty well though.” “I’ve had help here and there. Mostly from Seele, but, ah, Pela and Gepard have been wonderful to work with as well.” Serval raises an eyebrow. “... Seele? I remember her. Liked her, too.” It’s such a genuine comment that Bronya can’t help to feel just a touch more at ease. It’s funny, sometimes, how even the mere mention of Seele’s name can feel like something of a comfort these days. “She, ah… She’s the only reason I was able to find any time at all to go out. Really, she’s amazing.” “You have no clue how heartening it is to hear that you’ve got someone like that in your life, Bronya. Seriously.” The small seed of guilt blooms into something far more suffocating. She picks apart a fraying thread, watches it flutter uselessly to the ground beneath her feet. If she can’t be truthful about the nature of Cocolia’s death, she’d at least like to be truthful about her feelings. Even if it hurts. “... It’s more so the fact that I had been planning to use work as an excuse to avoid you. Seele wouldn’t let me.” And in a show of display that causes Bronya to blink in confusion, Serval smiles. “I should thank her too, then. It’s been years since we’ve talked one on one like this, hasn’t it? Too long.” “Yes. Far too long,” she agrees after a moment’s reassurance. They’re served drinks (a bread soda for Serval, water for Bronya) and endless smiles. Serval launches into a conversation about her band—a project that Bronya is somewhat surprised she hasn’t heard of up until this point. What with Serval’s bandmates being Bronya’s subordinates and the like. When she invites Bronya to one of their rehearsals, she finds herself agreeing to visit. Even offers to bring Seele along, for Serval’s sake. The guilt that had spread throughout her suddenly recedes, like branches trimmed by the cold. Serval mentions Cocolia only in passing, never in name. It makes the conversation somewhat more digestible, a little easier to parse. Bronya even finds herself… enjoying this. “And I love Gepard - seriously, I do - but he’s got a total numb thumb when it comes to plants. Not that I mind, but it drives Pela seriously insane. I shouldn’t laugh, really I shouldn’t, but her face turns all red when she’s pissed off. And then suddenly she’s talking like one of those heroes of eld…” “It does sound cute,” Bronya says, hiding a smile behind her straw. “Not that I’m in the business of annoying my guardsmen just to elicit a reaction. Still.” Serval pauses. When Bronya meets her gaze, she realizes that there’s a vague look of… longing, maybe, in those ice-blue eyes. Nostalgia of a sort. “... You really are all grown up.” “I… suppose…?” “Ah, look at me, bringing the mood down.” Serval shakes her head and grins. “I don’t mean anything by it. It’s one thing to see you in passing, but you’re so… mature, now. Far more mature than I was at your age, anyways.” “More mature than my mother?” It’s a question that, as it seems, neither of them could really believe. Serval gives a few peals of laughter, surprisingly bright. “By leagues! God, Cocolia would do just about anything to get her way. Wouldn’t let a damn soul try and persuade her otherwise—not even me. Not even on a good day. S’why I’m so delighted that Seele somehow managed to drag you out of that fortress just to talk to me… Beyond just being jazzed to see you in general, of course.” Bronya can’t help it, the sudden heat that rises to her cheeks. “She’s a good friend, and I value her opinion very highly. That is all.” “Oh gosh, Bronya! I’m just teasing, I promise.” Serval winks—another gesture that is supposed to be nothing more than teasing, yet Bronya finds downright embarrassing. “I bet Cocolia was super proud of you, y’know. If only I’d been around more often, then maybe I could’ve snuck in a bit of credit for helping raise you into the wonderful young woman you’ve become.” “Serval… If you don’t want people to call you old,” she replies, “you can stop speaking like - that.” In a grand show of mock offense, Serval leans back in her chair and places the back of her hand over her forehead. “Ouch, kid! And here I’d gone thinking I was being nice!” She can’t help it, the sudden giggle that tears through her. Nor can Bronya help the sudden feeling of shame. For the mere fact that she’d gone months, years without contacting Serval, all on the vain idea that Bronya’s presence would be a painful reminder of what-could-have-beens left to the past. It makes Bronya wonder about Cocolia’s final moments. If Serval could truly be happy without knowing the full truth. She’d been there for the start of Cocolia’s fall, hadn’t she? It’s something that might’ve made sense to her… or perhaps, something that would hurt Serval far more than Bronya could ever hope to by ignoring her. But perhaps that’s not her choice to make. Bronya worries at her bottom lip with her teeth. She looks up. “I think… there’s something I should tell you, Serval.” The mechanic tilts her head to the side, as though the sudden shift in the conversation has put her off-kilter. “Yeah? Shoot. Anything you’d like.” Bronya closes her eyes. The truth is a heavy burden, but perhaps… Perhaps it need not be so heavy alone.

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