#guess who they are based on /hsrs

[authoruio]

[applealchemist]

i think i see a pattern here with my favorite characters...

[kenmaiii]

her name is Lament (she/they) ^-^ she's a traveling fortune teller that reads tarot cards and CAN actually predict the future correctly but only three times per person.

the problem is that she loves to tell people the wrong thing or exaggerate on purpose anyways (ﾉ≧ڡ≦) just to be silly (ﾉ≧ڡ≦) just to be funny unless you genuinely have a good character

[aventurineswife]

Yooooooo self-aware HSR AU!!!

I would LOVE to know what some characters might think of Reader constantly battling the 50/50s (like how the HSR VAs get together and pull on the banners) with a side of the gacha seemingly favoring Bronya. 😅🤣

Off the top of my head, probably the worst one could be when Reader lost more than seven 50/50s in a row. (Based on past experience. 🫠) And not too long ago, they tried to pull for Sunday when his banner was running and when they saw the Harmony symbol—

—well…no points for guessing who showed up in his place. 😅

And then Reader ended up going all the way to max pity.

Reader: “IS THIS KARMA FOR RUNNING HIM OVER WITH THE ASTRAL EXPRESS!??!?!?!??!”

LMAOOO THIS IS GOLD. 😭😭

Okay, so here's how I think it would happen 🤭 (might not be accurate to the characters, plus idk much about pity and stuffs but I tried from the knowledge I got from yt shorts lol)

Bronya, being the gacha queen, might definitely notice how she keeps showing up in your pulls—especially when she’s not the one you’re aiming for. At first, she’d be gracious, “You’ve summoned me again. I can only assume it’s because you trust in my abilities to lead us to victory.”

But after, like, the fifth time, even she starts getting suspicious. “Is this… intentional? Or is this fate…? Regardless, I’ll fulfill my duties, as always.”

(Meanwhile, March is trying so hard not to laugh in the background: “Bronya AGAIN? You’re doomed!”)

Seven losses in a row, though? That’s when Himeko and Welt step in with some serious concern. “Seven? I’d say the odds are against you, but that’s… statistically impossible. Are you sure the stars aren’t just playing with you?”

“Perhaps this is a reflection of the balance you must maintain across dimensions… or you’re simply cursed.” (Thanks for the pep talk, Grandpa...)

Meanwhile, Silver Wolf is like, “You’re fighting against an algorithm. That’s your first mistake.” And then she offers to “fix” it for you (she can’t, but she enjoys messing with your hopes).

The Harmony symbol flashes, your heart soars, and then… Bronya. AGAIN. The absolute audacity.

Reader: “WHY WON’T YOU LET HIM COME HOME!?”

Bronya, oblivious to your suffering, “I will stand by your side, no matter the circumstances. Was this not what you intended?”

Everyone else is just dying. March is clutching her stomach “HAHAHA you were trying to pull for Sunday, and you got Bronya? AGAIN? Oh, I’m gonna cry—this is too good!” (she would definitely take pictures of you suffering.)

Dan Heng would try to be supportive, offering his trademark calm wisdom, “Perhaps it’s better to focus on what you do have. Bronya is an asset in any situation.” But even he can’t fully hide the slight twitch of amusement at your misfortune.

Now the real kicker: when you lose another 50/50 for Sunday and start yelling about karma for running him over with the Astral Express. EVERYONE stops.

Sunday, if he somehow hears this, “...You… WHAT?” (i kinda wanna hc that these characters aren't actually present during the fights/battle scenes.)

The Trailblazer looks at you like you (more like your screen) just committed war crimes.

Meanwhile, March is choking on her drink, “Wait, you RAN OVER HIM? Like, with the ACTUAL EXPRESS? And now he won’t come home? That’s… yeah, that’s fair, actually.”

Even Himeko raises a brow, “Well… actions do have consequences, as they say.”

You’d swear you hear Kafka’s voice somewhere in the distance, smirking, “Seems like fate is toying with you. What a fascinating little game you’ve got going.”

By the time you hit max pity, the entire Astral Express crew has started following your pulling rituals. March has a notepad, “Alright, you’ve hit 79 pity. This next pull is gonna be the one, I feel it—oh… wait. Nope. That’s another Bronya.”

Pom-Pom is pacing nervously in the background, muttering, “At this rate, the economy of our inventory is going to collapse.”

When you FINALLY pull Sunday, the whole group cheers like it’s a world event. Dan Heng, however, just calmly says, “Perhaps you’ve learned not to anger the stars. Or… the train.”

At the end of it all, Bronya might start feeling awkward about always showing up. If you mention your struggles, she’d quietly apologize, “If I’ve interfered with your plans… I am sorry. I only wanted to be of help to you. Perhaps the stars are telling us something we don’t yet understand.” (Translation: she’s just as confused as you are.)

This AU would honestly be too much fun. Every pull would feel like an event for the Astral Express, and I can already imagine March becoming your emotional support bestie through it all. 😭🙏

[pyract0]

Showering with Hsr men!

☪Based off this post of mine! ☪No defined gender or pronouns, referred to as "you", nothing explicit just fluff/ romantic scenes, established relationships, I have a terrible habit of writing when I'm real tired and I don't proof read so expect mistakes (if I catch them later they will be edited) ☪Includes: Jing yuan, Sunday, Boothill ☪Might do a part 2 with the rest of the characters, just had more initial ideas for these 3

ׂ╰┈➤ -`♡´- Jing yuan A deep chuckle resounded within the spacious bathroom, like a symphony reaching your ears as you glared at the culprit. Jing yuan.

Your gaze returned to your outstretched hand in front of you, the back of your hand at the mercy of the constant, unwavering flow of steaming water. You felt another yelp crawl up your throat as you returned to the previous eye contact you helped, watching his signature smug smirk never falter.

Luckily the pain wasn't that extreme, or a certain general would be demoted to sleeping on the pristine couch in the living room instead of curled up beside you like a napping feline. You felt the careful grasp on your wrist before it registered in your vision, being tugged forward into a warm embrace as the water bounced off Jing yuans broad shoulders before making contact with you. Guess he's good for something... being a shield.

You caught yourself snickering at your own joke as a large hand came to cradle the back of your head, pulling the side of your face against his chest as a hum reverberated through. Despite the comforting warmth from the arms wrapped tightly around your body, you forced yourself backwards as to allow yourself enough space to actually clean yourself. Your own palms ran across your body, starting at your arms as you lathered a thin layer of your scented body wash. You watched in a trance as the suds disappeared in almost an instant, flowing down your limbs towards the drain. Deciding to put off washing your hair for today, deducing later to be a more suitable time you turned to your boyfriend. Simply put, Jing yuan was... struggling. His fingers seemed to get caught a mere inch from his scalp as he tried coating the strands with his shampoo. Despite the look of annoyance that quickly plastered onto your features, this wasn't exactly unusual. An exasperated sigh pulled from your parted lips as you pointed to the tiled floor. "Sit"

Despite the look on his face that felt like he wanted to argue, he sat without much of a fight, much like a scolded child who knows they've done wrong. You welcomed the slight pressure against your thighs as his head leaned back against you, giving you a better angle to thread your nimble fingers through his thick hair and massage the product into his scalp. Your fingernails gently scratched as your ran your hands through, effectively achieving your goal.

You carefully lowered yourself to your knees behind his frame, moving your attention to the hair that fell over his shoulders and seemed to flow down his back like a waterfall, making sure to be gentle when working to untangle the mess of knots. The longer you remained seated in the same spot, the further you felt Jing yuan put his weight back onto you, clearly dozing off. Instead of complaining, you decided to hold off for now and finish off your job, effectively working through his hair until it was manageable. You pushed yourself to your feet and in an instant, watched as Jing yuan sat up as if his life flashed before his eyes when his body slouched backwards. You could hear him rise to his feet beside you as you washed the bubbles from your hands, giving him your attention as you felt his gaze piercing the side of your skull. "Thank you for the help, darling" His voice help a level of deep rooted affection as he pressed his lips to your temple, moving the hair from your face before moving to place a loving kiss to your lips before stepping out.

ׂ╰┈➤ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Sunday

Unnaturally soft hands caressed your sides, cold without the usual gloves that encased them. You could feel Sundays chest pressed into your back, fluttering wings and soft grey hair tickling your neck as he placed small pecks on your shoulder.

Your fingers interlocked with the ones wrapped around your waist, leaning back into the soothing embrace. A comforting silence filled the large room as you both remained unmoving in each others company, being a much needed moment to relax. Being the head of the family wasn't an easy feat for Sunday, but if it meant he could fall into your arms at end of the day, he'd do it for eternity.

You carefully began to remove your hand from his grasp, turning your body to face his. You moved to cup his face, cradling him like he was the most precious thing you could lay your eyes on. His golden eyes met yours as you pressed a kiss to the side of his mouth, leaning back as you released him from your hold. He seemed to get the idea, moving to grab the products for your hair before applying a generous amount to his palm. You could hear as he rubbed his hands together behind your back before his thin fingers started to run through your hair, taking his time to give extra attention into scrubbing your scalp. Your eyes closed as you leaned your head back into his touch, ignoring his angelic laugh at your actions. The touch came to a stop, unthreading from your hair as you felt the warm water hit your back, washing the suds from your hair as Sunday placed his hands on your sides momentarily. "All done, angel"

You gave a thankful hum as you grabbed the specialised shampoo from the holder, spinning as you popped open the cap. Sunday Knowingly lowered his head for you, giving you full access to his wings as you started gently massaging the delicate feathers. Your nails ran over certain spots, using the ends to gently preen through his wings as they fluttered at the special attention. You made sure to be careful around his piercings, not wanting to cause discomfort to the sensitive patch within the soaked feathers. You carefully moved to the opposing wing, repeating your manoeuvring around the appendage. You took a step back as you finished up, happy with your work before moving to the next step of rinsing off the layers of applied cleanser. Before you could do as planned, you watched his wings twitch initially, before he began rousing his wings rapidly. "Wait, Sund-" Your words got cut short at the stinging pain that that infiltrates your eyes, bubbled landing on face. Your scream got cut short as you began quickly rubbing your eyes, gathering soap in your cupped hands before moving it to your face in quick succession. Sunday, despite feeling bad for what had happened, couldn't help but chuckle at your demise. Your excessive cursing only added to his amusement, forcing him to lean on the wall for support before he fell from how aggressively he was shaking. Your now red eyes glared at his quivering form, seconds away form attacking the halovian in one way or another. Upon seeing the displeased look on your face, he lifted his hands in mock surrender before moving towards you once again. His palms gently cupped your cheeks, fingers wrapping around the sides of your head like vines as he pulled your face towards his. His lips were soft against your own, moving against yours for a moment before moving back before an apologetic smile overcame his features. "I'm sorry, my dove. I'll try and be more careful next time"

ׂ╰┈➤ • ➵ ✩ Boothill Boothill has naturally met many couples in his travels as of recent, and a topic that stuck with him has of something more intimate. Showering together. It seemed... comforting. Being able to unwind within arms reach of each other, being able to hold you close and talk about his day in a different setting. With that revelation, his mind was set up. He was going to ask and it today was perfect. He watched from the barstool at your kitchen counter as you dragged your fatigued body through the living room, pressing your lips against his cheek as you walked past him before settling into the kitchen. Boothill watched intrigued as you sluggishly made yourself a hot drink, likely highly caffeinated, to try and wake yourself up. I mean, hot water would wake you right? He sat impatiently on his stool, stalking you like a hawk as he waited for you to realise he was practically begging for your attention silently. After what seemed like an eternity to Boothill (about 2.5 minutes), your eyes landed on his sharkish grin as you cocked an eyebrow at him. You may have been tired, but you'd have to be on the verge of death not not realise his enthusiasm that basically radiated off him. "So sugar, I was thinkin'. What do ya think about showerin' with lil' ol me" You gave him a continuously flow of owlish blinks as you thought over his proposal, something in you telling you it was a bad idea but you couldn't answer why. As much as you wanted to listen to the yelling in your head, the look of pure, unfiltered joy on the cowboys face fizzled out and possible doubts that you had. bad idea

You gave a half-assed shrug before placing down your mug, started your trek towards the bathroom nestled into the corner of your shared house. Before you could make it far, Boothills hand latched onto your wrist, smooth metal cooling the area within an instant. Your movement doubled in pace as the cyborg pulled you along, practically swinging the door off it's hinges, earning a scolding from you. You got undressed significantly faster than your partner, opting to step in first and choose an appropriate temperature for the pressurised water. After the water warmed to your liking, you stood in place with your eyes closed momentarily as you heard Boothills heavy steps making their way over to you. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck perk up, barely feeling his metallic fingertips graze your waist before a jolt is sent through your body, your vision turning blurring at the edges before you feel your consciousness slip from you. • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩ • ➵ ✩

Boothill wasn't one to freak out, no of course not. He was a galaxy ranger, he lived life on the edge and with little regard for anything. Yet here he sat, watching you lay unconscious on your shared couch with the bandages he messily wrapped around the electrothermal burn that sat on your side. As soon as he saw you waking up, he fell forward onto your chest, rubbing his cheek against it and stuttering out apologies. "Oh fudge sweetheart, I didn' think 'bout it. I forkin' forgot I couldn't go in the water" It took you a moment to register what was happening, only feeling the tight grip of arms around your waist and a face rubbing against your abdomen. You listened to him babble on in sheer panic as you started chuckling. Mistaken the sudden jolts you produced as you crying, Boothill doubled down, apologising more and looking on the verge of tears. To say he felt bad was an understatement Your hand came to rest on the back of his head, running your fingers through his multicoloured strands, trying to calm down the jittery cowboy before he overheated and caused himself to short circuit.

He refused to look up and meet your eyes despite your encouragement, pushing himself further into your chest and wrapping his arms impossibly tighter around your back. At the feeling of you placing a loving kiss to his hairline, tilting his chin as you leaned to place a more firm one on his lips, feeling his sharp teeth graze your lower lip as he melted into the kiss. Upon meeting your gaze, Boothill could see the pure amusement in your eyes at his actions, causing him to huff as he loosened his iron grip wrapped around your waist. "I'm sorry though darlin', maybe somethin' else next time"

ׂ╰┈➤ Note Cooked this up in like 2 hours at like 2am, hope y'all enjoy though •ᴗ•

[draconic-desire]

HSR 2.1 spoilers (more like speculation?) below

Yan!Gallagher…who’s actually a shapeshifter, namely a dog. This theory is based on the below scene from the WHITE NIGHT music video showing Misha being knocked over by what looks like a dog (peep its nose).

Also there are like…too many times he talks about being old, allusions to being a hound, the statues places around Penacony. We even know now that he’s (according to Sunday) an amalgamation of all the Family members, so doesn’t that basically mean he can shift his appearance? Why not into an animal too?

Yan!Gallagher uses (abuses) this ability to its fullest with you. Being approached (stalked) by a huge, rough and tough bartender is one thing, but when a stray hound starts following you around? You’re endeared to your new friend immediately. Weird that it goes to bite and attack any person who tries to get close to you, you guess it’s just developed an affinity for you in particular? Of course you’ll bring him into your home and give him endless chin scratches. His favorite place seems to be your bed, which you just find adorable—you cuddle up to his soft fur as you drift into your dreamscape.

But lately there’s been a mysterious man in your dreams. You don’t recognize him, but he’s all you can see in your visions. Tall, undeniably handsome, rough around the edges with his unkempt hair and scars across his arms. Every time, he looks at you ravenously, like he’s been expecting you—and every time, you end up underneath him as he snarls and buries himself inside of you.

When you wake in a cold sweat, it’s to your pup curled between your legs, head resting on your lower abdomen. He tilts his head, peering up at you with eyes that you swear flash red—not unlike those of the man in your nightmares. You shake your head; what a ridiculous thought. It’s just a dream. You place your hand on the dog’s head, eliciting the thump thump thump of his tail against the mattress.

“You’re a good boy, you know that?”

Behind his furry facade, Gallagher chuckles. How long will it take for you to realize that those dreams are actually your reality?

[crguang]

607. I MISS YOU.

" And I found photographs of our school, on the day we met I thought that you were so beautiful, it was love, I guess."

VIOLINIST AU MASTERLIST

It's here!! The official lore-filled post for the Violinist AU that my wonderful anons, @shalomniscient's godly input and I have concocted over the past three months. This masterlist will serve as guidelines for the AU so that newcomers and current enjoyers (me included lol) can easily refer to it and see if any burning questions have already been answered or not. Speaking of, every anon questions and rambles can currently be found under the #violinist au tag. Things will inevitably be added as time goes by, so I'll do my best to update this post when they do. Let's get into it! ♫

SOME BASICS!

SUMMARY ♫

╰┈➤ Kafka and Reader are classical musicians and childhood best friends who have been playing together since their respective instructors discovered their potential and made them work together on a piece at just 8 years old. At the time, they are both young prodigies in the making who share a dream of becoming the best in their field. They navigate the carefreeness of childhood, heavy expectations, close friendships and tumultuous high school years hand in hand. As they grow, so does their music. The two are intrinsically tangled up; where there is one, you can surely find the other. One day, when they're around 16 years old, R moves away. Their last bus ride together is a memory Kafka holds close to her heart and she remembers it viscerally whenever comes the time to bring an especially complex composition to life. This musical prowess eventually becomes the source of her recognition and success.

After R moves away, Kafka loses herself in her ambitions and Elio's strict teaching. He continues to groom her into the perfect musician and has little regard for her self-destructive behavior if the results surpass his expectations. She isolates herself from her friends, practices until her fingers ache, and spends a long time exteriorizing her feelings of abandonment through her music. She’s snarky, irritable and mean. She grows up to play the violin professionally and is recognized as a prodigy in that world. She goes through pianist accompaniment after pianist accompaniment, always looking for the “missing key” to her art that’s disappeared alongside R, but it remains unattainable.

R grows up insecure due to Elio’s hurtful favouritism towards Kafka; they never feel skilled enough to keep up with her, strong enough to shoulder their instructor’s expectations for them and thus worthy of Kafka’s attention and respect. When they move, they stop playing the piano for a while. Even they pick it back up eventually, it’s never in a professional context. While KFR have different relationships with music, since they’ve learned it as a duo, they understand each other’s art like no one else. R now makes records of songs covers that they’ve only recently started selling due to their popularity among the locals. It’s a hobby, not a career.

PRESENTING... KFR ♫

╰┈➤ KAFKA

We all know her, we all adore her, forever a superstar... Kafka's as close to HSR's canon as I could make her. Since this is an AU, there are obviously backstory/character traits that I've added to further flesh her out but the base of her character remains the same. Classical music is her life and she's played professionally as soon as she could; praised and admired almost all of her life (by her instructor and her fellows), she's a goddess with the violin. She's playful, confident with the skills to back it up, and guards her true feelings behind easy smiles only the ones closest to her can pick apart.

Some Kafka facts:

She's most definitely a media sweetheart. Her practiced elegance and distinct fashion style make her look very Cool, and it's an image she's carefully built brick by brick!

She lives in a condo with minimalist design, so it looks pretty empty despite her collections of records, musical instruments and mini libraries filled with books, music sheets and the likes. You can find an intricate, pretty vase in almost every room.

Outside of music, she doesn't do commitment. She sucks at it, hates feeling "hindered" and is often preoccupied by someone something else anyway. Hookups and FWB are more her style. She’s had like one serious relationship up until the present time.

As a teen, she was pretty rebellious. Though rigorous when it comes to the violin, she was never above skipping a day or two of class to have some fun and almost always dragged R along whether they thought it was a good idea or not. As an adult, she still enjoys the thrill but is much more calculated due to being under the spotlight most days.

She’s always heard humming! Though singing’s not her thing, she’s constantly humming her favourite orchestras, pieces she’s currently learning or just songs that she likes.

Heavy smoker, especially when she’s feeling some type of way.

She has no living relatives.

She harbours some repressed anger that she’s never fully healed from until the present time. That explains a lot of her defense mechanisms and current guarded behaviour.

She wears her sunglasses when she wants to hide.

Her closest relationships are: Blade, Acheron and Black Swan.

She meets Blade sometime after college and offers him a job as her personal driver. He understands her needs implicitly and she deciphers his moods just as easily. He’s the one who takes care of her when she drinks too much or needs to clear her head with a long drive. Sometimes, shared silence is enough. Kafka and Acheswan have been friends since high school and have stayed friends throughout adulthood. The three of them grew closer right after R moved away.

╰┈➤ Reader

Because this is still an x reader AU, they don’t have a specific appearance. All of their specificities lie in their character. R is an excellent pianist despite their traitorous mind convincing them otherwise, they genuinely have a passion for the piano and classical music as a whole so they’re very knowledgeable when it comes to it. They currently work at a record store alongside Serval and make music for themselves that others happen to enjoy. They’re an overthinker and tend to diminish the place they take up in people’s lives but they’re also very sweet, reserved and thoughtful.

Some R facts:

They’re a terrible liar. It’ll show on their face whenever they’re bothered by something, or they’ll have little tells like fidgeting or avoiding eye contact.

Funnily enough, they were the most direct one out of the two as teens. R had no issue calling Kafka beautiful on concert night or holding her hand unprompted as they walked to the bus stop. While she hid behind shitty humour and sarcasm, they were more open in their affection. It’s a little more complicated in the present time, as they have to relearn each other with their respective baggage.

Elio's berating is the reason why R starts hiding things from Kafka and their other friends. As a teen they keep more secrets from her than she thinks, it's something she'll come to realize in the present time.

R moves away for a couple of reasons; their parents consider moving due to having to take care of chronically ill relatives but that decision isn't cemented until R tells them that they're okay with it. By the time they make this decision they've let their dwindling passion for the piano, years of Elio's expectations and their own insecurities take up so much space in their mind that they simply don't believe they're needed anymore. They couldn't do it anymore, look at Kafka and be reminded of how insignificant they were. They don't inform her simply out of cowardice. At 16 they were going through so much that they just believed leaving was for the best.

They have a little sister! She's 14 years younger than they are, so she was 2 when their family moved away. In the present time she's 14!

R sings! Not professionally or anything, but their singing voice is (one of) someone's favourite sounds.

They live in the one bedroom apartment right above the record store. It's cozy and seems packed at first glance, complete opposite from Kafka's home. There are music sheets and drawings from when their sister was younger on the fridge, pictures framed on the walls, old posters of bands they still love in their bedroom, etc.

Their closest relations are: Serval, Acheron and Swan

Serval and R met at the record store, where she already worked at before they were employed there. R is often invited to her band's performances, and they grew close from working together so often (outside of the owner, they're the only two employees in the store.) They're here for each other as they both go through these ridiculous homoromantic situationships... Acheswan are high school friends and once KFR reconnects, so do R and our fav purple ladies. They're closest to Acheron.

TIMELINE ♫

╰┈➤ KFR are the same age and meet at 8 years old. They grow together under the same instructor, Elio. They go to the same school and don't live that far off from each other, only one bus ride away.

At 14 years old, in high school, KFR befriend Acheron and Black Swan who have just started dating. They're high school sweethearts!

At 16 years old, the Bus Breakup happens and R moves away. Kafka's left to finish the rest of the school year with Acheswan and throws herself into her music/goals to cope with R's sudden absence.

Kafka starts to get recognition in the classical music world in college, but more so in the years that follow. At 23, she's already pretty known as a violinist prodigy. Also the year she meets Bladie!

Around a decade after they last saw each other, at 28 years old, KFR meets again in the vintage record store R works at. When I say "present time" I'm referring to their first meeting and on.

KFR officially get together about a year later, at 29 years old.

SOME FUN STUFF!

DRABBLES

╰┈➤ I've written a few short drabbles for specific moments of KFR's lives together that particularly spoke to me. I intend to write more whenever I feel inspired, and you're all welcome to pitch in as well !

🎼 Bus Breakup

🎼 Record Store Shitshow

🎼 Random KFR drabble

HEADCANONS ♫

(more like fun facts since I decide what's canon...)

╰┈➤ These aren't in chronological order because that would take me an insane amount of time to figure out. As always, if anyone wants me to elaborate on any of these they can always send me an ask :)

R has natural perfect pitch while Kafka's worked hard to hone hers. In the present time, she’s much better than they are due to playing consistently and professionally.

Kafka picked up smoking in college to alleviate her stress. Very bad habit that she can’t seem to stop.

Kafka has tattoos! I don’t care, she at least has a spine tattoo. Her and R probably get matching ones at some point, much smaller though. I’m thinking particular music notes.

R eventually comes to own the record store they work at.

Kafka’s very close with R’s family. They hang out without R often. Their sister loves her and they've had a few spa days.

R’s dog tag is from a grandparent that passed away. It’s sort of a way for them to remember to keep their loved ones close. I can see Kaf gifting them one with a date engraved on the back.

Kafka’s tried her hand at composition but the one she’s been working on and off on for years is still unfinished.

Once KFR gets together, they're always touching in some way. One of them toying with the other's fingers is a common occurrence.

R still has the drawing their 8 year old self made with Kafka somewhere in their teenage bedroom. They've also held on some specific annotated music sheets/partitions that they've worked on with Kafka when they were in the school orchestra.

Kafka and Serval have a funny relationship; Serval loves to get on Kafka's nerves because she's a rich snob and Kafka's always a fan of getting even. The passive aggressiveness between them is off the charts, but they can also be found giggling together when drunk. They'll deny it wholeheartedly.

R and Himeko are friends! They go to the same coffee place almost every day and see each other often but work in very different fields.

Serval and Cocolia have something weird going on. They've been friends who kiss sometimes since college and now they have different career paths that add some distance between them but they still want each other but Cocolia tends to prioritize her work and Serval feels she doesn't care as much anymore and--- it's complicated. Bronya doesn't exist at this point in the AU, but she likely will in the future.

R's followed some of Kafka's success on social media for a few years before they met again. Kafka has a little fanbase!

R sells their personal collection of the records they make at the store. When Kafka gets wind of it, she makes sure to have a copy of each (mostly by having Blade buy them from people’s hands…) and keeps the records at home. That’s before they get together.

R plays the piano for Kafka for the time the morning after they sleep together hehehe.

R confesses to Kafka about Elio's mistreatment after Swan convinces them to. I would say it’s the biggest chance Kafka has to make them understand that she wants them at her side.

Swan was the pretty but kinda weird girl in high school who was very into palm reading and tarot cards. Acheron was probably on the track team or something. Super sweet but reserved.

Kafka and Acheswan see each other pretty often. They have brunch.

Acheron studied philosophy in college.

Acheron mostly taught Kafka how to do her makeup as teens.

Swan has always been able to see through Kafka's bullshit and defense mechanisms.

When they were in high school, R’s house was the designated hang out spot for the 4 of them. At school they had classroom 311B which was often vacant so they hung out there most of the time.

KFR's confession happens in R's teenage bedroom after a family dinner. Sev and I already have the whole thing planned out...

Their bus number, 607, means “I miss you” in pager code! I thought I was being clever when I chose it lol. It’s kind of the official title me thinks.

CONTRIBUTIONS!

╰┈➤ KFR PLAYLIST MADE BY @blinkinn <3

Very grateful and giddy about this one because I still can’t believe my brainrot has inspired someone to make a playlist out of it. It’s full of angst, as it should be, so I’m very happy. I’m still adding on songs that make me think of them and have some instrumentals/violin sonatas that I need to add as well, and I'm always taking anon suggestions for songs y'all think would fit them <3

╰┈➤ KFR PINTEREST BOARD

This pinterest board is unfinished but is essentially meant to be a progression of KFR’s childhood to adulthood. It was supposed to start off representing childhood carefreeness and nostalgia then progresses into their angsty teenage years, their separate lives, all to come back to the time they meet again well into adulthood. However, the board is structured from most recent to older years, so the oldest memories are at the bottom.

Thank you to all my anons and Sev for brainrotting with me, this AU is getting kind of big now and I’m really happy about it. I’ll add more info to this post periodically, I think about it often and I’ve likely forgotten some stuff that has been mentioned to me before so it’s a work in progress!!! Hope more people enjoy what we’ve all made together <3

[fuji-sen]

Hello I was wondering if you could write some scenarios for some hsr men, if you've ever watched Inuyasha and seen Kagome telling him to sit I was imagining that the reader could do that too, I don't really have any specific characters in mind but if you could please include Boothill because ngl that'd be insanely funny, if you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight ☺️

HONKAI STAR RAIL ; "Sit down!" Headcanon.

credit: from pinterest, Sorry this was criminally and unfashionably late!

synopsis; x reader headcanons and scenarios. Based on the request above. characters: Boothill, ft. Herta, Trailblazer, Asta. (longer than the rest since this was the one mainly requested, whipped Boothill.) Argenti, ft. boothill (slight jealousy from reader. third wheeling Boothill.) Jing Yuan, ft. Yanqing (Yanqing being like you and Jing Yuan's son, mentions of Yunli, post Wardance trailblaze continuance quest.)

🦈 It was just your average day in the Herta Space Station, sure there were explosions from tests and experiments, as well as the constant frolicking of the creations left by one of the genius members that resembled numerous real life characters, but those were all the normal.

🦈 well I lied, today wasn't 100% normal. Not with a very much wanted space cowboy swearing up a storm, was it swearing? considering the numerous censorship bugs programmed into him?

🦈 "I swear to fudge, something is definitely mother-fudging wrong with me!" the said top most wanted guy by the IPC expressed.

🦈 Herta, or one of her puppets looked at him with a frown and almost indifferent expression. She scoffed, offended at the suggestion that her check-up missed something. "The only thing wrong with you is your language module. I did not see any other bugs on you that explained your interesting circumstances."

🦈 "Then you're wrong little missy! how else can we explain this!" he waved his arms which did nothing to helped the trailblazer who had returned to Herta's lab having finished their Divergent Universe farming.

🦈 #83 of the genius society ignored the metal cowboy, "Trailblazer, how dare you bring him here?"

🦈 The trailblazer had simply organized a discreet meeting with the wanted Galaxy Ranger and someone who could help with his so called problem.

🦈 "Hey! I was just the messenger here, I don't even know what's happening." The gray haired trailblazer raised their hands up in defense.

🦈 "I guess i should tell you, but I swear if you tell anybody" Boothill ended up making a heart with his hands, (he was planning to do the neck slitting gesture) ". . . don't fudging point it out."

🦈 "fine, call Asta or whoever for another perspective." Herta sighed, waving her hand dismissively at the duo.

🦈 and so Boothill became to recount what had happened that caused him to ask for this meeting with, in his words 'motherfucking sons of a nice lady geniuses'

"Good" and you smiled. And like a well trained dog or a well made clock, he moved as instructed. Body turning quickly and making quick strides as he sat down on the seat in front of you."I swear you muddle-fudger, I'll make you choke on your own shirtballs if you don't walk away right now!" Your partner was practically barring his teeth at the guy who decided to make an unwanted comment towards you. The two of you were in one of the few areas he could stay at without the IPC coming to hound him, at least not as quick. It was a bar really, shady as it was, it was decent compared to the other places you went with the ranger. The poor man was shaking at his knees like a newborn deer. He'd probably pee on the spot by now which made you feel sorry. "Boothill." "Hold on sweetie," the black and white haired male said, stepping closer and closer to the frozen male "let me just deal with this son of a really really nice lady." Any other day you'd have root him considering the man did deserve it, but time was precious with a wanted man like him and you wanted to spend it by eating and chatting rather than watched him terrorized some bigot. "Boothill." "Patience Sweetie." his hand was hovering above his gun, his precious and most trusted ally. Other than you of course. "Let me just. ." "Boothill, sit down." you sighed, fingers tapping on the table.

🦈 "See! I bet one of those fudging IPC shirtballs messed with my synthesia beacon again!"

🦈 the ranger was met with silence, the trailblazer looking at him with disgust (jealousy and disgust at being third wheel with just a story), the pink haired chick feeling embarrassed and Herta looking extremely disappointed, like she was looking at someone stupid.

"er..." The trailblaizer coughed, looking away.

Herta had straight up turned around and left the lab.

Asta then helpfully suggested "I think you're just whipped for [name]."

🦈 Boothill then just kinda accepts that you have a strong hold on him, he had been worried it was honestly because of someone tampering with his synthesia beacon again but now knowing it was all because of you, and his feelings for you, he's accepted it, and even flaunt it sometimes.

🦈 of course at the start he'd be pouty if you do it in front of his enemies. "C'mon sweetie, you gotta stop doing that in front of those fudgers! I have a reputation to uphold"

🦈 but he then kinda remembers, he can just kill anyone who gives him crap about it. Plus he loves flexing that he, a very much dangerous and wanted man, is in a very healthy and committed relationship that his enemies could only dream of.

🦈 like saying,, "the only one who can boss me around like that is [name]! not some fudging shirtball!"

🌹 being with Argenti, is sometimes like babysitting a kid. Argenti is a knight of beauty, a devoted follower of Idrila. Perhaps it was the way of the knight, or simply being himself. But he was and is always an admirer of beauty.

🌹 the rose colored haired knight would often become distracted when something beautiful catches his eyes, be it a plant, or a sign, a particular poster or a person, you'd often find him no longer by your side on days you'd decide to walk around or travel together.

🌹 often times you find it amusing, humoring him as you listened to his rambles. sometimes a part of you couldn't help but be saddened or disappointed at how easily he could pull away from you.

🌹 the two of you found yourself in Penacony. Penacony was crafted and built to be a dreamland for most, due to the hardwork of the creators and the dreamweavers, it was no doubt beautiful. Like a bustling city filled with dreams and creativity.

🌹 your partner seemed to agree as his eyes glanced at every other direction but you.

🌹 "he's like a kid on a fudging sugar rush." Boothill who you had bumped into had joined you, watching how your partner seemed to be currently drawn in by some origami birds who were soaking up his compliments.

🌹 "I know" your short response had a salty tone that was beginning to build up, one that the ranger could easily pick up on. "Woah there lady, I'm sensing some aggression."

🌹 you glared at him, not appreciating his teases as he grinned, showing off his sharp teeth.

🌹 his eyes glanced at Argenti once again, "you want that knight's attention right?" you didn't have to answer because he knew, so he gestured for you to sit down at the nearby cafe "why don't you tell him to sit down."

🌹"he's in one of his admiring beauty moods, I don't wanna bother him." you said, taking a menu from the waiter, Boothill remained standing, "Trust me, that knight's going to sit down as soon as you tell him too."

🌹you looked at him skeptically, "nothing hurts with trying." he shrugged. Sighing, you decided he was right as you turned to Argenti, calling him with a wave of an arm.

🌹"Yes beloved?" he asked turning away from the origami birds that fluttered off, perhaps returning to their nests amongst the others.

🌹You gestured to the seat beside you, "why don't you sit down?" "Of course!" You blinked, he had disappeared from sight, and you only turned, hearing the sound of a chair being pulled up.

🌹Argenti had taken the seat you had gestured to with speed rivalling that of the hunt. "Is there anything you want love?" he asked, eyes finally gazing upon you.

🌹your cheeks begin to flush a rosy pink, as you smiled.

bloopers another chair had been pulled back, as feet were put up the table. "Now how about we start ordering, I'm famished." "Oh you don't say?" your smile twitched as Boothill flashed you a grin. Of course he'd third wheel you and your dear partner.

⚡being one of the generals of the Xianzhou Alliance, there were very few who could probably order Jing Yuan around on the Luofu. Those he was familiar with could, or those who were more serious like Master Diviner Fu Xuan made a few comments or suggestions time to time that the Arbiter-General followed.

⚡ Still, for Yanqing, it was hard to imagine someone being able to make the dozing General do something. Well until now that is,

⚡When even the advisors or the Master Diviner failed or gave up in, there you were, easily making the General do something with a surge of energy never seen before, only with a few words.

⚡ Now, the young boy was trying to find his master, his teacher, who seemed to have escaped his office to do something else. Perhaps doze off or sleep, or even play chess with the other natives.

⚡ next thing he knew, he had come across you and Jing Yuan on the way back. "Please finish your work." you'd said and he'd sit down and finish all of the paperwork for that day, he'd rarely slouch or doze off as his usual sleepy and relaxed looking eyes look sharp as if he was staring at a prey.

⚡ that was a few days ago, now Jing Yuan was now training Yanqing, it was probably reaching dark soon but the both showed no signs of stopping. The younger of the duo felt like his knees were ready to give in, but he persisted as he gripped his sword tighter.

⚡ "Boys come sit down! I prepared some snacks!" and then you arrived, with trays of food and drinks you balanced with ease. "Just a min-" "Alright dear." Jing Yuan smiled softly, lowering his weapon and the lightning lord disappearing.

⚡ "Come on Yanqing," he offered his hand to the younger boy, and he took it. Both of their hands were sweaty and covered in callouses but they didn't mind as the duo walked towards you.

⚡ "it's good that I came. It looks like Yanqing's about to collapse." You'd say, bringing out a handkerchief as you began to wipe the dirt away from the younger boy's face.

⚡ "I could handle it!" he pouted.

⚡ Chuckling you kissed his forehead "sure you can, but at least have some snacks, You two missed dinner." "Thank you my dear," The general came and placed kisses all over your face.

⚡ "Of course, anything for my two boys. Now sit down and eat." you chided and Yanqing watched as his mentor took a seat on the plush cushion you had also prepared.

⚡ You'd soon leave, thinking that the food wasn't enough and promising to bring more, their favorites. Yanqing then asked, "Master, why do you listen to her? you know you don't have to."

⚡ "I know." Jing yuan took a sip of the tea you had prepared, perfect as always. "I want to."

⚡ Yanqing was confused, "why?" he curiously asked. "I understand in the domestic setting, but even in work she tells you what to do, and you do it. But your the general of the luofu. ."

⚡ The General wasn't offended or upset by his questions, if anything he seemed amused and delighted he had asked as he began to answer in a soft tone, softer than his usual tone that he'd use every day.

⚡ "It is because I don't have to, that I do. My feelings for [ name ] are sincere and passionate. Even if I have the higher position than her, or even if I was stronger. I listen to her because she is my equal. She is the person whom holds the most power over me."

⚡ Still Yanqing seemed confused. Unable to quickly process his answer. And then you had came, and he decided to not press on. Thinking it was rude to ask in front of you.

⚡ "Perhaps in the future you'll find that someone, and then you'll understand."

⚡ "someone?" you curiously looked at the two of them, but as Jing Yuan shook his head, you decided it was better not to ask. "Ah by the way, I received word from the advisors, it seems like Yunli is going to participate in upcoming war dance."

⚡ "really?" Yanqing looked up, asking while his mouth was full of food.

⚡ 'perhaps he had already found that someone', Jing Yuan shared a knowing look with you.

divider credits: @enchanthings

It was hard to think of other characters that worked well with this idea. Boothill was kinda funny, but I think theres an underlying trauma or like worry of someone tampering with his syntesia beacon again without permission.

Argenti, he's a gentleman but I kinda think with how he's an admirer of beauty I think he'd really be like a kid with an attention span of one that you'd have to call him over a couple of times to get him to focus.

Meanwhile Jing Yuan kinda strayed far from the idea with Inuyasha and Kagome since Jing Yuan is known as the dozing general, it'd be more rare to find him out of the chair or somewhere since he's usually lounging.

So really, Boothill was the most accurate to the request, then it goes farther away from Argenti and Jing Yuan HAHAHAH Still I hope Anonymous is pleased with this.

[dreamofjoys]

𝙄 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙉𝘼 𝙓𝙓𝙓𝙓𝙓𝙓 ！

♡ A/N: Hello to everyone! I am excited to announce that I will be participating in kinktober 2023! This is my second time participating, so Im quite excited for it. There's a lot for me to write so I seek your understanding that I might not post them on the day itself (school is starting mid october eek but I will try and get it done). Last year's kinktober was focused solely on twisted wonderland but this year there will be other fandoms as well, and it will also be more plot focused? Hopefully that makes it more interesting. Only posting on some days

♡ Brief C/W: Dark themes, kidnapping, drugging, dubcon, pregnancy, double penetration, stalking and many more (will update as it goes by but will state in more details at the start of each fic). Everything is strictly character x fem/afab readers only

♡ General rules: Minors DO NOT INTERACT, No mean or rude comments (why read when I already stated the warnings and synopsis?Just block if don't like or uncomfy) and lastly, DO NOT ASK FOR PART 2.

♡ Participating fandoms: Genshin Impact (Neuvilette, Wriothlesley, Zhongli, Ayato, Alhaitham), Honkai Star Rail (Luo Cha, Jing Yuan, Blade, Nanook, Dan Heng, Dan Feng), Twisted Wonderland (Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Leona Kingscholar)

♡ P/S: Everything is subjected to changes! Some fics are still in progress of brainstorming.. you can try to req and I'll see if I want to take up the idea. Just putting out the masterlist early to test and see how things go. Might make some changes here and there but it honestly just depends on my situation and mood. Also teasing you guys and adding some sneak peaks lol (I genuinely hope it's good) You can literally guess who will be in the fic base on the title. Will only open taglist if there's a demand.

DREAMOFJOYS KINKTOBER 2023 COLLECTION

DAY 1-7 ; 7 minute in heaven? More like 7 days inside you!

— Characters involved: Malleus draconia(TWST), Wriothlesly(Genshin), Ayato(Genshin), Nanook(HSR), Luo Cha(HSR) — Synopsis: After getting officially married, you and your husband decided to finally go to your long awaited 7 days honeymoon in a resort at private island specially reserved by your husband! Those 7 days were meant to be fun and relaxing, but why are you so tired by the end of it? — Story parts: 1 / 2 /3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7

Day 9-11 ; The Demons of Xianzhou

— Characters involved: Jing Yuan, Blade, Dan Feng (HSR) — Synopsis: There has been a legend of demons existing and residing in Xianzhou for a long period of time. Surely, they can't be one of your closest friends, right?

Day 13-15 ; In the name of Justice

— Characters involved: Neuvilette, Wriothelesly (Genshin) — Synopsis: Two of the most well known men in fontaine has fallen head over heels for you. They claim that everything that they do is for the sake of justice

Day 18-19 ; Egg Incubator

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: A young maiden was chosen by her village and was sacrificed as an offering to appease the 5 dragon gods who were terrorizing their land. She plots to escape from them, but can she really succeed?

Day 20 ; The General's Slave

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: ?

Day 23-24 ; The Princes's Sin

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: ?

Day 25 ; The Acting Grand Sage's Filthy Secret

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: ?

Day 26 ; The Destruction of Nanook

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: ?

Day 29-31 ; Briar Valley's Eternal Ruler

— Characters involved: ? — Synopsis: ?

[cheonminhyuk]

tapping the sign that says "you don't need to use slurs or outwardly express bigotry to retain homophobic or racist ideas"

why is the author of hsr incapable of conceptualizing a wlw romance that does not have a sexuality crisis/societal homophobia as a central element? why is greg's route creating a new problem every update? it is not even that we as the readers don't see them as fully realized characters - the author doesn't see them as interesting enough on their own to carry out a romance with.

i'm all caught up on the dmitry romance, and i've seen quite a lot of cain's. why is it that both of them get the tension, the pining, the gradual closeness and what keeps them and lane apart is disregarded eventually because love wins i guess?

meanwhile anna's romance is 'slow burn' and 'angsty' and 'lane thinks they're just friends'...i really just think the author cannot imagine a gay ship being interesting without a backdrop of homophobia lol

and that's sort of what the problem is - interest, or lack thereof. the author doesn't think anna and greg's characters, on their own, can maintain reader interest. i've been romancing greg since the start and damn near every update there's some bullshit disagreement/conflict they have that the diamond scenes are then focused on resolving. rinse and repeat. lane can have two unfriendly interactions with greg about the squad drugging her. she is uniquely upset at greg's involvement in it because "i thought you were different". compare this to the dmitry scene, in which lane only brings the drugging up as a joke and dmitry finally says 'sorry', a season later when it no longer matters to anyone.

this brings us to greg's treatment as a whole. as someone else has pointed out, the black man is the only romance option you can actually kill. he is regarded by lane as the one having betrayed her most severely regarding the drugging, purely because what? they had one civil conversation beforehand?

onto s2 - greg is now the temporary leader of the squad. this changes nothing for him and lane. sure. in dmitry's train cabin scene, they have an exchange about this in which she tells dmitry her and greg "haven't interacted much", even if you've been romancing both. hey, at least the author's self aware? dmitry's position as general colors every single interaction he has with lane and the world, as well as the other characters, react to it. greg's position as his second-in-command is so irrelevant we find out about it only when dmitry is out of commission and someone else needs to lead the squad in his absence.

towards the season one finale, we find out the fate of emma, greg's sister. half of the ensuing interactions with him have lane thinking about how she's keeping this information from him. but she continues to do so with no good reason. 5 episodes later - the gym scene. i don't know about the mercy path, as my greg slot is not on it, but on the no compassion path, lane basically argues she can't tell him because she likes him and knowing the truth would somehow cause him to leave the squad. i simply don't buy this reason. first of all - why would greg, now knowing his sister died in the siberia base, not stay with the only people who could possibly know more about this base? second...where the fuck would he go lmao. one could argue this is simply lane being irrational, but no mercy lane has never before been portrayed as irrational, only lacking in empathy for other people. it's hard not to see this for what it is - another hook for conflict between them because the author, again, does not see greg as interesting enough on his own and feels she has to rely on cheap drama to keep readers invested.

[charmonys]

❝  𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐘  𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐒,  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄  𝐍𝐎  𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐘𝐎𝐔  𝐆𝐎.  ❞ hello  hello!  guess  who  finally  got  into  hsr:  this  clown.  this  is  a  new  (  semi-headcanon  based  )  blog  for  𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘  of  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐀𝐈:  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑  𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋,  written  by  avalon.  i'm  original  character,  multimuse,  crossover  and  duplicate  friendly!  if  you  wouldn't  mind  giving  this  post  a  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  or  𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆  if  you're  interested  in  interacting,  i  would  really  appreciate  it!

[spaceyprincely]

Boothill observations and theorys(?):

⚠️‼️Cw// leaks + possible 2.1 spoilers‼️⚠️

Hello tumblr I thought I’d share some observations I’ve made about boothill, an upcoming 5 star character. Particularly his name and how it relates to his cowboy aesthetic as well as his possible backstory. I also want to theorize his situation with Acheron as well. Well I’m not exactly an expert on theory’s so I doubt mine counts but I’ll share what interests me on boothill!

Boot Hill, Name origin:

First off, what is a “boothill”?

“Boothill” or “Boot Hill” are a type of cemetery most commonly referred to in western parts of the United States and America. What makes this cemetery unique is its association with cowboys, specifically ones that died in violent non natural fashion like shooting or hanging, “died with their boots on”.

How does this relate to Honkai star rail boothill.

- boothill is based of the typical western American cowboy , with the outfit, his accent , usage of guns, etc. so we have that connection .

- The HSR wiki says that he’s specifically a cyberborg. Cyborgs are typically depicted as robot human hybrid characters. Some cyborg characters like robocop and cyborg (dc comics) have backstories of becoming a cyborg by having had either died and came back to life through technology or damaged their human body greatly to the point they replace with artificial robot tech.

- Boothill in leaked eilodons shows his naked body. However you can quickly noticed his body is human. Not robotic like what we’ve been officially shown.

- Contrast this with his lightcone art, boothill has only part of his robot body. It looks like he’s being operated on.

- So how does this his name relate to his possible backstory

- As previously iterated, boothill is a name for cemetery of cowboys that died in violent ways. Pair this with how the leaked content having a human body which insinuates that he was at some point a human.

- So what I theorize: Most likely case is that boothill died/ got heavily injured, most likely due to a fight, so much that his only chance to survive was to make him a cyborg. The name boothill fits because he probably died in his boots (I’ll assume for now it happened on the job, maybe his job was the same before and after?).

- Interestingly There’s a leaked description of his lightcones. I’m not 100% sure about how true it is so I’ll have to take it with a grain of salt. However it details on him coming back to life after almost embracing death.

- - If boothill died, who killed him?

There isnt much to hint at who is to blame for cause of him becoming cyborg so far, given he’s a new character with little information.

At this moment, my best guess is the ipc which characters including topaz and aventurine are in. Boothill is revealed to not like the IPC as revealed in his introduction post. However there’s an interesting thing we need to observe.

- Notice how it states “the target of his revenge”, meaning the ipc most likely wronged him in some. I wonder if the ipc is the ones responsible for his death and transformation to being a cyberborg. But it’s likely it could be another reason for his distaste.

About Acheron

Cw/ this part gets into partial spoilers for 2.1 trailblazer main story quest

black swan receives a call from boothill. The call is immediately clear he is threatening Acheron with death.

- his tension with her seems very extreme to the point where hell even go after people affiliated with her when he threatened black swan under the impression she’s was working with her. And saying she shouldn’t exist.

do I think she was behind his death?

Unlike with the ipc one, I’m not really sure. I personally think that this possibility has less weight to it and there might be another reason for his dislike towards her. But it wouldn’t be surprising considering aventurine claims she brings death and finality.

- like aventurine, Boothill knows that Acheron isn’t an actual galaxy ranger however boothill himself is a galaxy ranger. Since Acheron is falsely claiming she’s a galaxy ranger, could this possibly cause tension with the actual galaxy rangers and her to be a target for them? I don’t really have much to theorize much more but would like to hear what others think

[thg-rcg-simps]

HSR 2nd Anniversary Animatic; Character Masterpost (Part 2)

A breakdown which characters are seen where and when in the new animatic, soley based on characters, not story, song, lyrics, etc... Also this post is basically just Jing Yuan/High Cloud Quintet simping with their Rockstar AU hehe

Original animatic

(The whole thing is rather long so if you're intressted I'm suggesting checking out the entire list haha)

Previous part, Next part

You can skip over my rambles and only watch out for the Pictures/Time/Character stamps if you prefer that, also characters are always listed from left to right ^^

(Art on any picture seen is not mine and might be of bad quality due to it being screenshots)

14. Caelus has very pretty eyelashes and a very goofy smile, a trilogy

Time: 1:00-1:03 Character: Caelus (Trailblaizer)

15. Stelle on the other hand is just pretty and enjoying the astral view

Time: 1:05 Characters: Stelle (Trailblaizer)

16. Stelle's girlfriend looks absolutley stunning in this Celebrity AU (๑✪ᆺ✪๑)

Time: 1:09-1:10 Character: Firefly

16.1 Her shoes are very on point as well (hehe)

Time: 1:07 Character: Firefly

17. To the absolute delight this scene is!!! (I'll warn that this segment has by far the most photos and perhaps you can tell why, nontheless I have selected only the best haha) This rock star AU fits sooooo well!!

Time: 1:13 Character: Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Yingxing, Dan Feng

17.1 A little more of Jing Yuan's face because we sadly don't see a whole lot of it but, the emotions, the boy is feeling it!

Time: 1:13 Character: Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Yingxing, Dan Feng

18. Look at them, I know it's not a full shot of our husbando but like, it looks so cool! Not only him, look at Dan Feng in the backround, and Jingliu rocking on stage!

Time: 1:14 Character: Jingliu, Jing Yuan, Dan Feng

18.1 This point is kinda just to simp about Jing Yuan (and his hands) while he is holding a legendary guitair and looking amazing as ever <3

Time: 1:11-1:13 Character: Jing Yuan (hands)

18.2 More of Jingliu rocking the stage (and Dan Feng looking like he isn't but that's just his default setting, I'm promising he's having fun, probably) ^^

Time: 1:14 Character: Jingliu, Dan Feng

18.3 I love them so so much, but why can't we have at least one shot where all 5 are actually on it, happy and alive? T-T Whoever desinged their outfits did amzing tho, it really feels like them!

Time: 1:14 Character: Yingxing, Baiheng, Dan Feng, Jingliu

19. Obviously Baiheng gets her own point because, look at the happy girly! Her jacket looks absolutley stunning too, and she's just such a happy bean <3

Time: 1:15-1:16 Character: Baiheng

20. You know what is best than the High Cloud Quintet giving a rock concert? My precious children attending it and be all on one place and being happy!! <3

Time: 1:16 Characters: Silver Wolf, Bailu, Huohuo, Guinaifen, Clara, Pela, Lynx, Tribbie (+Trinnon, Trianne), Sushang, Little Herta

19.1 And because one picture is never enough to express how happy this scene makes me, have more of them <3 (Also, this is your reminder to be cringe cause cringe is just having fun and fun is always more important then haters ^^)

Time: 1:16 Character: Silver Wolf, Bailu, Huohuo, Guinaifen, Clara, Pela, Lynx, Tribbie (+Trinnon, Trianne), Sushang, Little Herta

21. What's more funny than Caelus? Of course Caelus in an insanly fast moving animation! XD

Time: 1:17 Character: Caelus (Trailbleizer)

21. Guess who is back in Belabog with our most favourite Robo Dad? Was throwing his only piece of clothing of of himself, necessary? Maybe not, but he's having fun, and that's the only thing that counts ^^

Time: 1:18 Character: Svarog

22. Remember our lesbians? Here they go! Is one of them supposed to be dead and not able to be here in the normal canon? No, but I headcanon that she's a better mother now that she knows her daugher comes after her and won't use her Soulgems (or talk to the cute white kitty thing)

Time: 1:19 Characters: Asta, Bronya, Seele, Jade/Himeko, Svarog, Cocolia, Sushang

22.1 Also, the big picture itself is confusing enough and I wouldn't normally dwelve on it but Cynthia!!! (It's probably just Jade/Himeko, but Cynthia is that you??)

Time: 1:19 Character: Cynthia!!

23. Not a character shot, but pretty fireworks in Belabog ^^

Time: 1:20

(Thats it for this part, here to the next part!)

Thank you for reading, here a cookie🍪^^

-TakumiHairGuy & RikkaCatGirl

[aventurineswife]

Can you do Obey me brothers with a reader who is like Robin from hsr?

Melodies of a Shattered Heart

Tags: Lucifer x Reader, Mammon x Reader, Leviathan x Reader, Satan x Reader, Asmodeus x Reader, Beelzebub x Reader, Belphgor x Reader, Robin (from HSR) based Reader, Fluff, Emotional/Comfort, Slow Burn, Emotional Healing, Light Angst.

Warnings: Mild angst (Some references to past trauma and loss), Character introspection (Some moments where characters reflect on emotions).

The faint hum of your melody filled the room, the notes almost floating in the air like whispers of an ethereal dream. Lucifer stood by the large window of the mansion, watching as the moonlight bathed the world in soft silvery hues, his arms crossed with that ever-present stoic expression. But tonight, even he couldn’t hide the way his gaze softened as you sang, your voice weaving its way through his defenses.

“Your voice,” he began, the words slow, measured, as if each syllable weighed more than the last, “It is a reflection of something deeper. A story I can’t quite touch, yet it feels so familiar.”

You paused, the song finishing on a gentle note. “It’s a reflection of the heart, of what I’ve lost... and what I’ve come to cherish,” you replied softly, your eyes meeting his with a quiet intensity. There was a lingering sadness, but a calm acceptance behind your gaze.

Lucifer nodded thoughtfully, his usual coolness fading slightly. “Then allow me to be part of that journey. You’ve touched the hearts of many, but there are some hearts that need you more than they know.”

The sound of soft, lilting music drifted across the room as Mammon sprawled lazily on the couch, staring at you with a gleam of admiration in his eyes. His usual arrogance was toned down when you were around, as though your music had the uncanny ability to disarm his bravado.

The night stretched on, filled with unspoken words, your voice carrying them both through the silence.

“Ya know, I’m gonna be the first to admit it…” Mammon leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. “I didn’t think you could be so—y’know, so—perfect.”

You raised an eyebrow, your fingers resting on the strings of the instrument you were playing, the song ebbing to a tranquil end. “Perfect?” You asked, a smile playing on your lips.

“Yeah. Like, yer voice? It’s like it’s got this power. I never thought someone could be so... beautiful,” he continued, his words stumbling out in a rare moment of sincerity.

Your soft laughter filled the air. “Beauty is only skin deep, Mammon. What you hear is just the tip of the iceberg.”

“Then I guess I’m in over my head.” He grinned, leaning closer. “If I had someone like ya in my life, I’d be unstoppable.”

“You already are, in your own way,” you said, your gaze meeting his with a quiet understanding.

The dim light of the room flickered as you played, your soft lilac hair falling like a veil around your face as you strummed the chords. Leviathan watched from the corner, his usual awkwardness intensified by the vulnerability of the moment. His eyes followed your every movement, utterly entranced by the haunting beauty of the song.

Mammon’s grin widened, though there was a touch of vulnerability beneath the surface. “Don’t go gettin’ all poetic on me now.”

“You, um…” His voice was hesitant as he shuffled closer, still maintaining a respectful distance. “You’ve been playing for hours. Aren’t you tired?”

You paused, glancing up at him with a soft, knowing smile. “Music isn’t tiring when it speaks the language of the soul.”

Levi shifted on his feet, a blush creeping up his cheeks. “Yeah, well… your music, it… it kinda makes me forget about everything else. Even the whole, um, ‘game’ I was playing before you started.”

The words hung in the air, a quiet admission. You couldn’t help but smile, offering him a gentle nod. “I’m glad it helps. Sometimes, we all need an escape.”

The room was silent save for the soft hum of your song, your fingers dancing effortlessly along the strings of the instrument. Satan sat nearby, his usual air of composed indifference replaced with an expression of quiet reverence. Your music had a way of stirring something deep within him, a longing he often tried to bury beneath layers of logic.

Levi nodded, his eyes not leaving you for a moment, before awkwardly shuffling back toward his corner, but the warmth in his gaze remained.

“I never imagined music could carry such weight,” he murmured, breaking the silence between you. “It’s as if your voice holds the very fabric of the universe in its notes.”

You met his gaze, your eyes soft with an understanding that only someone who had lived through grief could possess. “Music isn’t just sound. It’s a reflection of what we experience, what we endure.”

Satan’s eyes flickered with a mixture of admiration and something darker, something more yearning. “And what have you endured?” he asked, his voice almost a whisper.

You lowered your gaze, your fingers pausing for a moment. “A life of loss. But through it, I’ve learned that we find meaning in our scars.”

Asmodeus lounged on the couch, his usual flair for the dramatic on full display as he watched you from across the room. He had always been captivated by beauty, and there was no denying the spell your elegance and grace had cast upon him. But tonight, something about your music pulled at him more than your outward appearance ever could.

The room seemed to hold its breath as Satan absorbed your words, his heart a little heavier, but somehow, a little more at peace.

“Darling, I must say,” he purred, his eyes gleaming as he approached. “You’re absolutely radiant when you sing.”

You smiled, finishing your song with a delicate flourish. “You’re too kind, Asmodeus. Music is my way of sharing my soul.”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “And what is it that your soul is sharing with us today?”

Your gaze softened, and for a fleeting moment, the lightness in your eyes shifted into something more wistful. “The quiet moments that go unnoticed. The spaces between the noise.”

Asmodeus leaned forward, his usual playfulness subdued. “You truly are a mystery, darling. But a mystery I’m eager to uncover.”

The soft notes of your song drifted through the room, bringing a sense of peace that even Beelzebub, the ever-hungry and sometimes distant brother, couldn’t ignore. He had been watching you for some time now, his appetite momentarily forgotten as he listened to the music that seemed to fill the room with an almost otherworldly serenity.

There was a quiet, knowing pause between you both, filled with unspoken understanding.

“Your music… it’s different,” Beelzebub remarked, his voice low, a rare softness in his tone. “It makes me feel full, not in the way I usually do, but in a way that I can’t quite explain.”

You smiled gently, pausing your song and glancing up at him. “Food can nourish the body, but music nourishes the soul.”

He nodded thoughtfully, his usual hunger temporarily sated by something far more profound. “I never realized how much I needed something like this.”

The soft strum of the instrument you played echoed in the room, a lullaby of sorts that reached the tired corners of Belphegor’s mind. He had been lying on the couch, eyes closed, yet your voice somehow made him feel more at ease than he had in days.

There was a quiet moment as he regarded you, as though you had offered him something more than just your music—something that filled a deeper hunger he had long ignored.

“You’re good at this,” he muttered, not opening his eyes, but the praise was clear in his tone.

You smiled, continuing the melody. “Thank you. Music helps me express what words cannot.”

Belphegor shifted slightly, his voice still a whisper. “I know the feeling. Sometimes… the best thing to do is just… be quiet, and listen.”

You paused, your fingers stilling on the strings for a moment. “Then I’m glad you’re listening.”

The silence stretched between you both, peaceful, without the need for further words. Just the quiet understanding that music, like sleep, could heal in ways nothing else could.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Im actually kinda suprised that like a good 99.9% of the fandom doesnt care about meta despite it being a turn-based game since those are usually NOTORIOUS for having meta characters (like FGO & HSR, id put blue archive but thats not a tb game)

I guess its because they care less about the meta and more about the character & story , which is refreshing to see

There are definitely TWST players who care about the meta but not a ton of them in the English-speaking fandom as far as I’m aware!! Not sure what it’s like for the JP fanbase, but I feel like I see more successful “challenge runs” from them than over here. (Think like high exam scores, purposefully running battle maps with a single character instead of relying on multiple and still clearing it, etc.)

I’m one of those players that doesn’t care about gameplay beyond analyzing it for theories and comparing it to in-game lore. The only meta I really pay attention to is delineating features meant to appeal to the player (ie the fanservice lines) versus how the characters actually feel about and interact with Yuu in the main story.

While TWST does have turn-based combat, I would say that’s not the main sell of the game. If’s promotional materials focus a lot on the story and characters, so that’ll attract a certain audience. Additionally, joseimuke games such as TWST tend to have players that care less about meta and more about wanting to collect their favorites and read about them.

… By the way, good luck to all underleveled EN players who have to suffer through book 7’s difficult battle maps 💀

[falling-star-cygnus]

If you're still doing character analysis could you do Dan Feng? You can see his character design in art or in the HSR animated short Ichor of Two Dragon's

yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes YES -> literally will drop whatever i'm doing whenever i'm doing it to do these, i LOVE character analysis. for literally any character i will do this

things i've noticed about HSR characters bc the lovely messenger-of-stars fueled my frenzy

part five: Mr. Force Fed his Boyfriend Immortality ✨Dan Feng✨

who's next? :D i'm assuming you didn't mean the playable Imbibitor Lunae based on your wording, but if i'm wrong just let me know and i'll redo it

first of all, lighting really does wonders for this man bc how is this the same character- second, he's semi-bioluminescent. In the darker parts of Ichor of Two Dragons: -> the tips of his ears, his eyes, his horns [which you can see take on that glassy quality in the first two pictures, probably bc he feels at ease or in control as opposed to the final picture- where he's losing] and the ends of his limbs take on a glowy, transparent quality that disappears when the lighting shifts

In his first attack, Dan Feng summons 10 swords. In Chinese culture, these 10 swords are symbols of righteousness and ideals to follow- which explains why he uses them to execute Dan Heng [or- tries to] -> his blasts are also lotus shaped, which are symbols of purity and rebirth.

Lotus are called symbols of purity in Chinese cultures because they bloom from mud. If we look at the water that Dan Feng summons, we can it starts off a murky, swampy green and turns into a nice clean blue when Dan Heng finally claims his life as his own

Dan Heng's Imbibitor Lunae form bares a closer resemblance to the dragon than Dan Feng does [i.e.: the red eyeliner, the golden liquid- or ichor- that formed his horns, the eyes] -> this could mean nothing, but it could also mean that Dan Heng has truly taken control now [also look how cute those little gold rings are, Dan Feng doesn't have those]

motherfucker's flabbers are GASTED. this is why Jingliu beat your ass

the entire time he fights Dan Heng, the birds on his sleeves are gone. You could probably chalk this up to the animators not wanting to draw them, which is completely fair, but i'm pretty sure they're depictions of water fowl -> my best guess would be Dalmatian Pelicans, which are symbols of self-sacrifice or introspection. Considering this was battle about Dan Heng freeing himself from Dan Feng, it's pretty fitting.

Also at the very end of the video, it's only after Dan Feng has faded into golden light that pelicans start to appear in the sky -> there's a story about these birds actually; the parent flew into fit of rage and killed her young, but three days later she drove her beak into her side and spilled her blood to bring it back to life

HC for the Road: Dan Heng is incapable of asking or seeking out physical affection. He still wants it though -> [Welt and March are sitting on one of the couches, with the girl on his left side leaning on his shoulder as he reads a story. Dan Heng sits about a half foot away as he listens] Dan Heng: *unconsciously shifting just slightly closer to hear better* Welt: *intentionally lowering his voice until the Vidyadharan is in more or less the same position as March*

-> [Stelle and Caelus stare Dan Heng down as they trade whispers] Dan Heng, pausing in putting away a book: I can hear you two scheming... Caelus: Scheming!? How dare thee- Dan Heng: Thou. Caelus: How dare thou question my good morals! I was- [He aggressively elbows his sister] Caelus: -comforting Stelle! [Stelle bursts into tears on cue] Dan Heng, immediately startled: Uh- Stelle!? What's wrong..? [The girl blubbers incomprehensively as she bullies her way into his outstretched arms] Dan Heng, awkwardly patting her back: Who do I- [Caelus hugs Dan Heng from behind to derail that thought- creating a Vidyadharan sandwich] Dan Heng: Caelus- Caelus: Sh sh sh, it's group hug time. I felt left out! Dan Heng: ....sure, you did..