They are each other's other half. I love the way they interact, their genius intelligence. It seems like only they in the world can truly understand each other. It's like they are the missing piece their soul has been searching for.
fandom(s): honkai star rail, genshin impact, demon slayer
ship(s): aventurine/dr. ratio, aventurine/sunday, anaxa/phainon, dottore/pantalone, sanemi/giyuu, and ofc some gen fics
a few of these fics get pretty dark and handle themes of suicide and self-harm, so tread carefully! always remember to read the tags (even if i don't note it specifically)
Oneshots
i can fake it, fly high; not_a_frog - honkai star rail
teen and up | 5.7k words | aventurine/dr. ratio
summary:
colored with the seven lights / so every night, i can fall asleep next to you forever
- Fly High, Dreamcatcher
After a mission, Dr. Ratio drags Aventurine back to his apartment to clean his wings. Why? Ratio has a high-end room for dust baths, of course. Not because he wants to care for Aventurine, or anything. Certainly not because he's a little bit in love with him. Most definitely not.
Pull Me Back (Or I'll Be Lost Forever); amarsllis - honkai star rail
mature | 5.5k words | aventurine/dr. ratio | READ TAGS (all rather aventurine-typical warnings)
summary:
Aventurine glances at Ratio, doing his best not to let his nerves show. After a moment, he clears his throat, trying again. “Sir—”
“Oh he is a divine specimen, good sir, where in the universe did you buy him?”
Aventurine stops breathing, every atom in his body freezing to ice all at once. His face pales, even as he tries to hide it, but the man is standing right in front of him now, looking at him with an all too familiar expression that Aventurine thought he would never have to see again.
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or: a misunderstanding sends Aventurine spiraling. It's up to Ratio to pull him back.
and by that time may you not fear death anymore; gravebirds - honkai star rail
teen and up | 6.5k words | sunday & welt yang | READ TAGS (all rather sunday-typical warnings)
summary:
And like his older counterpart Sunday curls into himself, dragging his knees up to his chin. He has not grown into his wings yet either and they shield his face and more, feathers twitching wildly.
“Are you Death?” he asks.
“No,” Welt says, quickly, selfishly. “I'm not here to harm you, Sunday.”
“How do you know my name?”
“I know your older self, your future self.”
gruesome (and other things we aren't); gravebirds - honkai star rail
teen and up | 4k words | astral express & sunday, aventurine/sunday | READ TAGS (sunday-typical warnings)
summary:
“Hey, Sunday,” March starts and regards him with a heartfelt worry. “You know you can say no, right?”
or: on the topic of boundaries
Unreachable comfort; bluesoob - honkai star rail
general audiences | 3.2k words | anaxa & phainon, anaxa & castorice, anaxa & cerces, anaxa & hyacine
summary:
Anaxa, having stormed out on a lecture because of a genius idea, works for four days straight.
Sufficed to say, his body is not very happy with this.
Fluttering; unknownlifeform - honkai star rail
teen and up | 8.8k words | sunday/welt yang
summary:
Sunday experiences two problems on the Express, namely:
1. The undignified reality of having a crush on someone;
2. Wings and their presence on his body
Hide the Evidence or Pay the Price; Cazpermari - honkai star rail
general audiences | 1.2k words | astral express & sunday | sunday-typical warnings
summary:
Sunday has started molting and he worries that if he can't keep the train free of his filth he will be promptly ejected into space.
Wingless Bird; That_One_Neuvichili_Author - honkai star rail
teen and up | 1.6k words | aventurine/dr. ratio | READ TAGS (aventurine-typical warnings)
summary:
SPOILERS FOR PENACONY 2.1 TRAILBLAZE QUEST
“Do you miss having wings?” Veritas inquires, blunt as ever.
“I’ve learned to live without it,” Aventurine shrugs, and it’s the truth.
A painful one, but the truth nonetheless, since he can’t even remember how it felt to fly, before the slavers cut off his wings.
It’s hard to miss something when you barely retain any memory of it.
After all the hell I overcame; amarisllis - honkai star rail
mature | 3.4k words | aventurine/dr. ratio | READ TAGS
summary:
“Aventurine,” Veritas says quietly, attempting to discreetly lead him from the room so that none of their colleagues see him in this state. Aventurine would hate knowing that his mask has been compromised. “Are you… drunk?”
“Mmm, no,” he says, still giggly. “D’n’t th’nk so…? Only h’d one drink ‘nd I didn’ finish it.”
A cold spike of fear snakes up Veritas’ spine as his medical training begins to kick in, a lingering sense of wrongness coursing through his whole body. Either Aventurine is lying, which he doesn’t believe, or…
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Aventurine is drugged at an IPC party. It isn't the first time.
Just don't leave me alone wondering where you are; dollsdivinity - honkai star rail
mature | 1.5k words | aventurine/dr. ratio, aventurine & dr. ratio | READ TAGS
summary:
He unbuttons his shirt and throws it onto the lid of the toilet, tracing the fingers on his left hand against the apparent veins traveling through his other arm. He wraps his fingers around his wrist and hums to himself as they touch.
He glances at his reflection again, eyeing the protrusion of his collarbones and ribs, reaching a hand up to trace the ridges there.
My name's whatever you make it; dollsdivinity - honkai star rail
mature | 3.3k words | aventurine/dr. ratio, aventurine & dr. ratio, aventurine & diamond | READ TAGS
summary:
Ratio glares at the blonde for his crassness but uncaps the ointment nonetheless. He puts some on his fingers and gently dabs at the wounds, making sure all of them are coated. He's about done when Aventurine pipes up again.
"Would it ruin the mood if I moaned right now? Asking for a friend."
Aventurine shoots him a sly grin, eyelids fluttering when he looks down where Ratio's fingers massage his thighs barely an inch beneath the bottom of his towel. Ratio sighs and pointed at the clothes on the bed.
Touch the Sky With Borrowed Wings; Anonymous - honkai star rail
general audiences | 12.7k words | anaxa/phainon, anaxa & phainon, anaxa & hyacine, anaxa & castorice
summary:
Perhaps Phainon should just compromise—pretend he never questioned Anaxa about any of this. Instead, he brazenly offers, “Let me satisfy your curiosity.”
“Oh?” A tilt of his head.
“Fly with me.”
Every Chrysos Heir is born with wings, majestic and a sight to behold. Despite that, Anaxa never gets to fly.
Call my name (and say it gently); MegumisDivineDogs (AceAge3) - genshin impact
teen and up | 7.4k words | dottore/pantalone, dottore & pantalone
summary:
heresy
/ˈhɛrɪsi/
noun
•belief or opinion contrary to orthodox religious (especially Christian) doctrine.
•opinion profoundly at odds with what is generally accepted.
———or———
dottore is on a quest to tell pantalone the name he wants to be called by. obstacles in his way are: anxiety, a secretary, and human anatomy. he'll manage though. eventually.
Completed Works
Order in the Chaos; TheNovelArtist - honkai star rail
general audiences | 25.1k words, 11 chapters | (sunday-typical warnings)
summary:
After everything he'd worked for crumbled around him, Sunday makes a choice to board a train of dignified traveling warriors, expecting to be treated politely at best and coldly at worst.
Now, he finds himself navigating waterlogged hallways, avoiding coffee, and for the love of everything good, WHAT is their obsession with his halo?
Starlight, Star Bright; Sarathewise - honkai star rail
general audiences | 15.6k words, 6 chapters | astral express & sunday, robin & sunday, stelle & sunday, sunday & welt yang, march 7th & sunday, dan heng & sunday | (sunday-typical warnings)
summary:
The inside of the Astral Express is warm, cozy, done in a style he's heard was touted for its modernity an Aeon's lifetime ago. The entire crew is present: Dan Heng all the way in the back, March 7th, springing up from her seat beside Stelle, Mr. Welt, serving as a barrier between him and the younger members, and Ms. Himeko, taking a step forward to capture his attention.
“Mr. Sunday,” she says, diplomacy wrapped tightly around her voice. “Welcome aboard the Astral Express.”
“A pleasure,” he responds, fully intending to match her honeyed word for honeyed word. “I suppose this arrangement is your doing?”
“A joint effort,” she smiles. “As partial shareholders in Penacony, we've been working with both the Family and the IPC to ensure its smooth management. We've agreed to take you on.”
Sunday is transferred into the Astral Express' custody. He assumes he's changing wardens. The crew is determined to be much more than just that.
all that i have is falling apart; Yoursplural - demon slayer
mature | 39.1k words, 16 chapters | sanemi/giyuu | READ TAGS
summary:
Halfway through his second wrist, the blade stops. The blood drips. He doesn't want to do this anymore.
Or: Giyuu tries to fix himself up after a bad night and hide it from the the others. He fails. Sanemi helps.
(compiled chapter fic of my SaneGiyuu series)
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