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⟡ ──⠀ cooking headcanons.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: how good are the cooking skills of the members of the astral express members? ⟡ ⠀ character(s). :: Dan Heng, March 7th, Himeko, Welt Yang ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, comedy, general headcanons ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: —
⟡ ⠀ Himeko - about cooking. ::
I wouldn't centrainly say I'm good at cooking, but I can always brew you some coffee if you want to.
• she can do the most basic things, like boiling eggs or pasta to your liking, but nothing more.
• she should improve her coffee first.
• but she wouldn't burn down the kitchen (like some other people March 7th)
• her food is tasting plain, not a single drop of any seasoning can be found in her food and it’s dry it’s like a sponge.
• depending on the food, it can happen to be burned at the bottom and edges, but it can be eaten.
• it's neither suspicious nor special.
• overall she gets a 3.5/10.
⟡ ⠀ Welt Yang - about cooking. ::
most of the time, I'm the one cooking for the express. exept for Dan Heng... let's not talk about it...
• best cook of the express.
• he can cook almost everything, if he has the recepie and a step by step instruction.
• it still happens sometimes that he burns something. but he can make something out of it.
• overall, a solid 9/10.
⟡ ⠀ Dan Heng - about cooking. ::
I'm not the best cook, but I can prepare you something if something should cross our path.
• decent cook.
• knows what he can cook and stays with that.
• he often hesitates when it comes to new dishes.
• he still nails it.
• his dishes taste as they should and are not obersalted.
• overall a 7/10.
⟡ ⠀ March 7th - about cooking. ::
cooking is fun! but the others say I should better not enter the kitchen. I don't know exactly what I'm doing wrong...
• she can't cook at all.
• and she shouldn't be allowed to enter the kitchen.
• she would burn down the kitchen and then the whole express.
• her food is unbeatable. stay away from it.
• at least she tries. at least she wants to try.
• 1/10 for that.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! I also edited some parts bc the formulation was a little dumb.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
⟡ ──⠀ sleep tight.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: even in his dreams he can't let go of his beloved. ⟡ ⠀ pairing(s). :: Dan Heng x gn!Reader ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, angst, horror elements ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: 906
he misses the times when he was reminded to go to bed just before he almost pulled an all-nighter yet another time. he misses the time when food stood ready on his table in the archives as he came back from the toilet, remembering he missed lunch once again.
but he had you to remember him every time.
he had…
he misses the time you sat with him in the archives, idly reading a book on his mattress. your music coming so loud out of your headphones, he listened with you. sometimes the sweet melody of a duet of the violin and piano was to be heard, sometimes the soft tunes of an OST of the game you started recently, and sometimes the hard bass of some underground band, only a few people in the galaxy heard about when asked about it.
Dan Heng didn’t even have to look in the direction of his bed, he knew you were there. and now, every time he turns around to stand up, he is surprised to not see you there. not sitting in his bed, frowning at the book in your lap. sometimes even scribbling some words in your notebook.
he is surprised.
surprised you’re no longer there to keep him company.
his gaze did not move from the spot where you should've been seated, but you're not. and he feels how a stone is resting on his heart, adding more weight to it. like he doesn't have enough.
his eyes get smaller, now deeply in his thoughts. would he have had a chance to convince you to stay longer on the express? Would he had you longer by his side, if he dared to ask you?
his gaze falls on the wooden glock you gifted him when you came back from one of your trips with March. it remembered you of him, you said. it's almost 2 AM. again, he was on the best way to pull a one-nighter. and after so long, he feels drained. he lays down on his uncomfortable mattress called a bed and closes his eyes. the man rolls over on his left side, then his right, and again on his left side, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. eventually, he falls asleep. and the nightmares start to haunt him again, uglier than ever before.
it started slow, melancholic. Dan Heng just entered the train lounge and saw you, idly sitting on one of the perfectly cleaned couches with a book in one hand, the weight of the hardcover resting in your hand. slow jazz filled the room, coming from the gramophone. the scenery gave off an unfamiliar vibe. nobody else was in the room, besides him and you. something new. at least Himeko should’ve been there. he started to walk in your direction and called out your name, but you didn’t seem to react. your frowning expression was still fixated on the book in your hand. he stopped in front of you, only for you to disappear after he blinked. he took a few steps back, batting his lashes a few more times to realise what just happened. you were gone. not even the book was left behind. He turned around his axis a few times, only to stop to look at you standing beside the stairs up to the engine compartment. your face was turned away from him, only showing your back.
the archivist walked towards you, reaching out to grab your shoulder. as soon as his hand touched you, you collapsed into a mushy matter. yet again you slipped through his grasp.
what was left of you disappeared behind him, brought him to turn around only to watch you materialize into something he couldn't identify. it was a tall, slender figure out of black material. this thing stared at him with its white eyes. only for a few seconds before it attacked him. Dan Heng tried to dodge the attack, nevertheless, he was wrapped in black mist.
he winces and opens his eyes. his heart racingin his chest. the dark of his room embraces him tightly, only getting interrupted by the dim light coming from the screen of the data bank. it is nothing new for Dan Heng. it should be nothing new for him. but it feels so foreign, so wrong, so distant. you changed this feeling in him with your embrace, when you were lying beside him with a leg and arm draped over him, making him sweat underneath the blanket like hell. but he didn’t complain. he never complained around you. now it’s cold and even the small mattress feels too big now.
he could've been lying with you longer under his now cold blanket.
but he's not.
he's not with you any longer.
you’re not beside him anymore. the thought alone of you being the only person who voluntarily came to him every single time without fail chokes him. the first person in his current reincarnation who truly loved him is now gone. it ripped every single bit of oxygen out of his lungs, not letting a little bit of escape.
he knows, that would you have been with him, you would have given him all of your oxygen straight out of your lungs.
Dan Heng should’ve stopped you from leaving the express. or maybe he should have left with you. but he cannot run after you now. it is already too late.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! originally something for a moot event.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
⟡ ──⠀ sleep tight.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: even in his dreams he can't let go of his beloved. ⟡ ⠀ pairing(s). :: Dan Heng x gn!Reader ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, angst, horror elements ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: 906
he misses the times when he was reminded to go to bed just before he almost pulled an all-nighter yet another time. he misses the time when food stood ready on his table in the archives as he came back from the toilet, remembering he missed lunch once again.
but he had you to remember him every time.
he had…
he misses the time you sat with him in the archives, idly reading a book on his mattress. your music coming so loud out of your headphones, he listened with you. sometimes the sweet melody of a duet of the violin and piano was to be heard, sometimes the soft tunes of an OST of the game you started recently, and sometimes the hard bass of some underground band, only a few people in the galaxy heard about when asked about it.
Dan Heng didn’t even have to look in the direction of his bed, he knew you were there. and now, every time he turns around to stand up, he is surprised to not see you there. not sitting in his bed, frowning at the book in your lap. sometimes even scribbling some words in your notebook.
he is surprised.
surprised you’re no longer there to keep him company.
his gaze did not move from the spot where you should've been seated, but you're not. and he feels how a stone is resting on his heart, adding more weight to it. like he doesn't have enough.
his eyes get smaller, now deeply in his thoughts. would he have had a chance to convince you to stay longer on the express? Would he had you longer by his side, if he dared to ask you?
his gaze falls on the wooden glock you gifted him when you came back from one of your trips with March. it remembered you of him, you said. it's almost 2 AM. again, he was on the best way to pull a one-nighter. and after so long, he feels drained. he lays down on his uncomfortable mattress called a bed and closes his eyes. the man rolls over on his left side, then his right, and again on his left side, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. eventually, he falls asleep. and the nightmares start to haunt him again, uglier than ever before.
it started slow, melancholic. Dan Heng just entered the train lounge and saw you, idly sitting on one of the perfectly cleaned couches with a book in one hand, the weight of the hardcover resting in your hand. slow jazz filled the room, coming from the gramophone. the scenery gave off an unfamiliar vibe. nobody else was in the room, besides him and you. something new. at least Himeko should’ve been there. he started to walk in your direction and called out your name, but you didn’t seem to react. your frowning expression was still fixated on the book in your hand. he stopped in front of you, only for you to disappear after he blinked. he took a few steps back, batting his lashes a few more times to realise what just happened. you were gone. not even the book was left behind. He turned around his axis a few times, only to stop to look at you standing beside the stairs up to the engine compartment. your face was turned away from him, only showing your back.
the archivist walked towards you, reaching out to grab your shoulder. as soon as his hand touched you, you collapsed into a mushy matter. yet again you slipped through his grasp.
what was left of you disappeared behind him, brought him to turn around only to watch you materialize into something he couldn't identify. it was a tall, slender figure out of black material. this thing stared at him with its white eyes. only for a few seconds before it attacked him. Dan Heng tried to dodge the attack, nevertheless, he was wrapped in black mist.
he winces and opens his eyes. his heart racingin his chest. the dark of his room embraces him tightly, only getting interrupted by the dim light coming from the screen of the data bank. it is nothing new for Dan Heng. it should be nothing new for him. but it feels so foreign, so wrong, so distant. you changed this feeling in him with your embrace, when you were lying beside him with a leg and arm draped over him, making him sweat underneath the blanket like hell. but he didn’t complain. he never complained around you. now it’s cold and even the small mattress feels too big now.
he could've been lying with you longer under his now cold blanket.
but he's not.
he's not with you any longer.
you’re not beside him anymore. the thought alone of you being the only person who voluntarily came to him every single time without fail chokes him. the first person in his current reincarnation who truly loved him is now gone. it ripped every single bit of oxygen out of his lungs, not letting a little bit of escape.
he knows, that would you have been with him, you would have given him all of your oxygen straight out of your lungs.
Dan Heng should’ve stopped you from leaving the express. or maybe he should have left with you. but he cannot run after you now. it is already too late.
──⠀ lovs monologue
repost time! originally something for a moot event.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
HSR ( BLADE,SAMPO,RATIO,AVENTURINE,ANY OTHER CHARACTERYOU WANT) REACT TO THEIR S/O ASKING TO TIE A RIBBON AROUND THEIR BICEP LIKE TIK TOK TREND
(love your writing so much 💕)
⟡ ──⠀ pretty ribbons.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: trying to do the ribbon trend with them. ⟡ ⠀ pairing(s). :: Blade, Sampo, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine x gn!Reader ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, fluff, comedy, cursing (for Ratio) ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: —
⟡ ⠀ Blade
⟡ ⠀ Sampo
⟡ ⠀ Dr. Ratio
⟡ ⠀ Aventurine
──⠀ lovs monologue
this took me a while 😫. I had no idea how to pack this up and I had no idea for Sampo at first. and thank you for the compliment, anon ✨. I really appreciate it.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
HSR ( BLADE,SAMPO,RATIO,AVENTURINE,ANY OTHER CHARACTERYOU WANT) REACT TO THEIR S/O ASKING TO TIE A RIBBON AROUND THEIR BICEP LIKE TIK TOK TREND
(love your writing so much 💕)
⟡ ──⠀ pretty ribbons.
⟡ ⠀ honkai: star rail.
⟡ ⠀ summary. :: trying to do the ribbon trend with them. ⟡ ⠀ pairing(s). :: Blade, Sampo, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine x gn!Reader ⟡ ⠀ warnings. :: sfw, fluff, comedy, cursing (for Ratio) ⟡ ⠀ word count. :: —
⟡ ⠀ Blade
⟡ ⠀ Sampo
⟡ ⠀ Dr. Ratio
⟡ ⠀ Aventurine
──⠀ lovs monologue
this took me a while 😫. I had no idea how to pack this up and I had no idea for Sampo at first. and thank you for the compliment, anon ✨. I really appreciate it.
© lovingluxury | @/cafekitsune’s dividers
Giovanni is a criminal because he doesn't pay his fucking taxes
What type of masked fool are you?
Spoilers for 1.4 and leak of a new character down below
Penacony history edition!
Asna
Hamz
Maeven
Aideen
Mikhail. Just- You cannot adopt that many kids and not have the overwhelming compulsion to make dad jokes.
Orla
Razalina
Granholm
Gallagher (Genderfluid Mikhail go brrrrrrr)
Gopher Wood.
Tate McCoy (aka Boss Stone)
The Swarm.
Tiernan
Vaughn
Lakkika
The various involved Masked Fools
Joey
Oti Alfalfa
he’s a little bit heavy 👉👈
drawing sampo is a pain
More hsr art I forgot to post oops
1- robin (mv/redesign)
2-3- Sunday (two outfit concepts :p)
4- black swan (mv/redesign)
5-Gepard (mv/redesign)
6-Sampo (mv/redesign)
7- Gepard drawing (mitski lyrics jumpscare)
8-Ratiorine/Aventio sketch
9-10- my masked fools Sampo design/concept art
HELLO!! Finally posting some of my hsr oc/miscellaneous stuff some of these are kinda older and I just didn’t get around to posting it till now oops
1- a now kinda older painting I did of my OC for Penacony Jovian but I still like it even tho it’s his older design
2-3- Jovian’s more recent designs (1- formal 2- casual)
4- Mistro design (Masked Fools Oc)
5- Nerva design (another masked fools oc HELP)
6- Brughel Poisson design
7-8- silly little Sampard doodles but they’re cats
9-Aventio/Ratiorine sketch
10- Jovian x Argenti (their ship name is Painted Roses if you’re curious)
Hello!! I have more art it is honkai star rail again 😞
1-Sunday design for a little au I made for fun
2- Blade for that same au
3-4- The trailblazers!
5- Sampo AGAIN 😒
6-7- another masked fools oc ^_^ I have not named them yet but they are a bartender at the tavern
8- Aventurine and Mafu talking (Mafu belongs to @magiciansbooth ^_^)
9-10- Mistro and the other unnamed masked fool oc I showed earlier