#okhema

[twylyn]

Bath Time ✨️

[aventurineswife]

Ok I was thinking of something silly—

So, Reader is an Amphoreus native, but they’re also a draconic being disguising themselves as a human, very much like Dan Heng. (I was binge-reading classical myth stuff and this was partially inspired by it.)

Anyway, Reader, while living in Okhema, is also a veterinarian also researching chimeras. (The new little cat critters with horns, look up the tag hsr chimera if you don’t know what I mean, they’re SUPER cute!!) While treating a chimera that had gotten injured during a mishap, said chimera escapes and takes off into the marketplace with Reader chasing after it.

Dan Heng is in the area learning about customs from the locals when the chimera suddenly climbs up his leg and back to hide under his coat, and he probably screams and drops whatever he’s holding, more so out of shock; and Reader shows up to try and pry the critter off of him while apologizing for the trouble. (Trailblazer is NO help here, instead choosing to record the whole fiasco for the rest of the Astral Express crew to laugh at later.)

And once the chaos is over and the chimera is treated, Reader and Dan Heng finally get a good look at each other…and a good sniff discretely because ✨ d r a g o n s ✨ and their instincts.

From outside POV they’re just standing in place averting their gazes from each other while sneaking glances, but almost nothing gets past the Trailblazer lol.

Reader: 😳 (He’s handsome…and he smells nice.)

Dan Heng: 👀 (They’re pretty…and they smell nice.)

Trailblazer: 😑 (Are they really sniffing each other? In public?? IN FRONT OF MY FRUIT SALAD???)

Familiar Strangers

Summary: In the bustling marketplace of Okhema, you—a draconic being disguised as a human—chase after a mischievous Chimera that escapes your arms. The chaos ensues when the creature climbs up Dan Heng’s leg and hides under his coat, prompting an awkward and hilarious encounter. As you apologize for the trouble, the two of you exchange an unexpected connection, only for the Trailblazer to capture the moment for later amusement. Amidst the humor, a subtle and intriguing bond begins to form, bringing both of you closer through shared instincts and silent understanding.

Tags: Dan Heng x Reader, Draconic Reader, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Awkward Moments, Humor, Quiet Connection.

Warnings: Mild humor, Awkward situations, Minor embarrassment, Slight tension (romantic).

It was another bustling day in Okhema, the marketplace filled with vendors and visitors alike. You, an Amphoreus native and a draconic being disguised as a human, were making your way through the streets with an injured Chimera in tow. The small-shaped creature, with its rounded body and bright eyes, was squirming in your arms. Its fur fluffed out around its legs, its small spiraled horn gleaming under the sun.

“Hold still, little one,” you murmured, trying to keep the squirming Chimera calm as you carefully examined its leg. You’d just finished treating the small creature’s injury, but now it was proving to be quite a handful. “You’re lucky this is just a scrape.”

Suddenly, with a burst of energy, the Chimera wriggled free from your grip, scampering off across the cobbled marketplace.

“Oh no!” You cursed under your breath, abandoning your medical bag and chasing after it. The little creature darted between stalls, zigzagging through the crowd as if it knew exactly where it was going.

As you pursued the elusive critter, you saw someone ahead—a tall, quiet figure observing the market customs from the side. Dan Heng, of course, you thought to yourself. Always in the background, always observing, and never fully immersed in the chaos of the world around him.

But today, it seemed, he was about to become an unwilling part of it.

The Chimera, in its frantic sprint, leapt up onto a nearby stall and straight into Dan Heng's path, climbing up his leg with all the grace of a creature that had clearly done this before. Dan Heng’s eyes widened in shock as the Chimera made its way up to his shoulder and disappeared beneath his coat with a loud, startled scream. The sound echoed through the marketplace, and a few heads turned in surprise.

It was then that you finally caught up to him, panting lightly. “I am so, so sorry!” you apologized, reaching up to gently pull at the hem of Dan Heng's coat, trying to pry the Chimera out. “It’s a mischievous little thing, I swear.”

Dan Heng froze, clearly flustered, his face turning slightly pale as his hand instinctively went to his coat. “What—?” His voice barely escaped in his usual calm, collected tone, but it was evident he was taken by surprise.

You chuckled nervously, the Chimera making small noises inside Dan Heng’s coat, clearly content in its new hiding spot. “You’re a good sport about this,” you said softly, trying to avoid eye contact. “They’re just... really excitable.”

The Chimera, apparently sensing the calm, poked its little head out from beneath the coat’s folds. It gave a small squeak and looked up at Dan Heng with big, wide eyes. It was hard not to feel an immediate connection with such an adorable creature, even if it was causing chaos.

Meanwhile, the Trailblazer stood off to the side, the camera in hand, recording the entire scene with a bemused grin. “This is going to make for great footage,” they muttered to themselves, already planning the inevitable teasing later.

With a bit of careful maneuvering, you finally coaxed the Chimera back into your arms. Dan Heng let out a sigh of relief, though his cheeks were faintly flushed. "I... was not expecting that," he admitted, his usual stoic demeanor cracked for a moment.

"I'm sorry again," you said with a sheepish smile, your hand awkwardly brushing your hair. "This little one does have a tendency to escape."

You both fell into a quiet moment, the commotion of the marketplace fading around you. You stood just a little too close, the air thick with the lingering scents of the day, yet there was something unspoken between you. A subtle, unacknowledged recognition.

Without thinking, you inhaled deeply, your instincts flaring—your draconic senses picking up on something unexpected. The air smelled... comforting. There was something familiar about it, though you couldn't quite place it. Dan Heng, for his part, was standing a bit too still, though you noticed his eyes flickering toward you briefly, before darting away.

His gaze met yours once more, this time a little longer, and you both seemed to freeze in place for just a second.

Dan Heng’s thoughts mirrored your own. There was something... strangely comforting about your presence. You smelled... like something familiar. Like home. His heart, however, did not want to acknowledge this feeling, so he let his gaze shift away once more, but his mind lingered on the inexplicable sensation.

Meanwhile, the Trailblazer, ever the observant one, tilted their head, watching the subtle exchange between the two of you. "Uh... are you two really sniffing each other out in public?" they asked, voice filled with unrestrained amusement. "In front of my camera?!"

Both you and Dan Heng jerked your heads in unison toward the Trailblazer, suddenly realizing what was happening. You both tried, and failed, to suppress the faint blush creeping up your necks.

"It's not—" You stammered. "We weren't—"

"Shush," Dan Heng muttered, looking as cool and detached as always, though there was an edge to his voice that made you both know he was flustered too.

The Trailblazer only smirked, clearly enjoying the moment. "You two are so obvious. You know that, right?"

You looked back at Dan Heng, your heart suddenly racing. This was the first time you'd allowed yourself to notice the way your dragon instincts were reacting to another. Yet, the more you stood there, the more you realized how similar you were. Both of you hiding behind false facades, both carrying burdens from a past you'd rather forget.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you both shifted your gaze away, pretending the moment had never happened. The Chimera in your arms squeaked, its small horns twitching in the breeze as it tilted its head at you curiously, as if it, too, had sensed the connection.

"Well," you murmured softly, your voice barely a whisper. "It looks like you're okay now, little one."

Dan Heng nodded, his stoic expression slowly returning, but there was something different about him now. The distance between you both had shifted. And for the first time in a long while, both of you could sense the quiet bond forming between you.

[harmorii]

most unfortunate guy of the century

[finalskelly]

Do you think in one of the cycles, or in all of them, fig stew returned to the garden of life and laid down for one last nap?

[appleyapplee]

Um~ If you write fir Cerydra. How about being the Spouse of Cerydra~ and how most think it's like just chalk it up to a political marriage that happened before she rose to being the imperator, but Cerydra is, in fact , Doting wife behind her title as imperator.

It's hilarious how short Cerydra is and hates when it gets mentioned, but with S/O, she likes being short.

A/N: THIS IS SO CUTTTEEE!! As an uncreative creative, prompts save me so thankyousomuch ueueueue ߹𖥦߹

And I'll write for anybody and any pairings!!! Especially women mmmghhh

**I always write with a fem reader in mind but all pronouns are gender neutral ^^ **

Once the Imperator formally took over Okhema the rumors of her spouse spread like wildfire. The whispers between the streets were louder than ever.

"Have you heard of the Imperators secret lover?"

"I heard it was merely a political marriage."

"Well I heard the Imperator manipulated their lover into marriage just to curry favor with Okhema."

"No way, surely our Imperator marries for love."

"She's not in love with her spouse she's in love with her guard."

You couldn't claim that the rumors didn't grate on your nerves at times, that would simply be a lie. But to say its all you thought about would be wrong too.

I mean how could you think of anything else but your lover when she was sat right next to you in the bath chambers?

Her hair so adorably tied up and pined into place, like a flower atop her head. And the small wings protruding from her back started to curl around her body almost shyly.

"Stop staring." she muttered, a slight blush creeping over her features, not due to the water's temperature.

"I just can't help it my dear." you smile gently in response, fondness swelling in your heart. It was always nice to remember the effect you had on such a strong woman.

She huffed, turning her head away, but not before you saw the way her lips twitched upward in a barely-contained smile. That pride of hers was so carefully controlled in public, but those walls had long fallen between the two of you.

"torturing royalty is a serious offense you know." Cerydra remarked seriously, a slight pout settling on her lips.

"Oh my sincerest apologies yo-," you only get half-way through the words before a sweet grape is gently pressed into your mouth. You raise your eyebrows in question only for her to respond without looking up at you.

"You have not eaten all day." She breathes out in a small huff before continuing, "You must take care of yourself better."

It was both a way to get you to stop flustering her and her general concern coming out all at once. Although most people would never guess, the Imperator is a very loving wife. Despite the heavy demand that comes with a throne she still tries to take care of your every need.

"Are the rumors bothering you?" On a normal day she would suppress her more caring side when out in public. She did have a reputation to maintain after all.

Her head settled gently against your shoulder, it was easy due to the height difference, "No. It is more the fear of what they may bring."

Your smile took on a more bittersweet look, "Let them talk, the present is what is important after all."

A smooth hand traced the curve of your jaw on one side , guiding your eyes to her cerulean ones, "Just let me take care of you." The words where so tender and gentle. Like a soft summer breeze, quite as if you would break have the words been any louder.

In her eyes there was something pleading, as if she knew the present wouldn't last long, if you looked long enough you would surely catch the subtle gleam of tears.

"Of course my dear." You whispered back, pressing a faint kiss to her cheek. A promise that you were there. That you were hers.

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THANK YOU FOR READING <33

[anxietywarrior3]

I find it very interesting that when Phainon and Mydei had their stupid challenge in the baths, only Mydei, and by extension Kremnoans, were blamed by the innocent bystanders that got hurt.

It explains the treatment of Kremnoans in Okhema and the desperation of Kremnoans in crowning Mydei.

Honestly, HSR did a great job in showcasing racism. They have a lot of examples of the racism against Kremnoans that were very subtle and some that were direct. I really appreciate their storytelling!

[undyingdove]

You might recognise my photography. I have an old blog where I used to share it, now I think I'll share it from here. I really love fallen Okhema. The melancholic vibes make me feel deeply.. I miss Okhema.

[adhd-cepheus]

Listening to Dear Theodosia and got a Chrysos Heirs idea.

Some orphaned baby or really young kid is brought into Okhema. When the Council finds out the kid has golden blood they're immediately handed off to the Heirs to deal with. Besides every other reason they have to stop the Black Tide, this makes them want to work faster to bring about Era Nova. Cause this child won't have a choice to run away. They'll be forced into the role of a Chrysos Heir, a demigod, just because they bleed gold.