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#sunheng
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Unspeakably Gentle
🫧sunday/trailblazer/dan heng
🫧mature
🫧oneshot
🫧2.2k
link: archiveofourown.org/works/68843966
#hsr #suntrailblazer #sunheng #suntrailblazerheng #sundayhsr #trailblazer #danheng #hsrfic
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Oh uh #sunheng
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🌊☀ || I STILL DO ART. Oh yah their ship name is sunheng, sorry Sunday x Dan Heng shippers ily #DanHeng #selfship #HSRoc #sunheng
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#sunheng #hsr
After the events of penacony, Dan Heng feels restless and disoriented on the Astral Express. One night, he thinks he’s dreaming, and just wants someone to hug.
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они сидят вдвоём в архиве экспресса – только их месте, – дань хэн сцепляет их пальцы, гладит осторожно тыльную сторону ладони, поддерживает молча, совсем тихо, так, как сандею и нужно.
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#SundayHSR #DanHeng #Sunheng
Sunday looked at the piano keys, black and white beneath his deft fingers.
It was late on the express, the lights were out and everyone was asleep.
But, naturally, Sunday was wide awake.
He played the piano softly at first, just looking to relieve some stress...
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Sunheng is a hidden gem
#sunheng #Sunday #danheng #march7th #caelus #trailblazer #hsr #honkaistarrail #fanart
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#SundayHSR #DanHeng #Sunheng
Dan Heng poked his nose through the door, glancing at the shuddering feathers peeking out from beneath his teal blanket that he'd let Sunday "borrow".
... Steal.
He shook his hair out of his eyes and walked in with a small bottle.
"Sunday, wake up..." He whispered.
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Thinking on #Sunheng and their shared theme of redemption and second chances.
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how much of a religious prude do you think sunday would be. like dan heng places a hand on his thigh without any intent whatsoever and sunday just goes "we cant do that we're not married yet... :("
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#sunheng
sunday, the angel, the one who was—no, had to be—holy and pure, the one who nearly managed to ascend to godhood and touch divinity.
dan heng, the demonised, the one who was despised and punished, the one who had to bear persecution for sins he did not commit.
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#sunheng
When you're close to me <3
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i feel like both dan heng and sunday have a staring problem, so occasionally on a sleepless night for both of them, they just. end up staring into each other's big ol' glowy eyes for a couple of hours. weirdos............
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as promised
i could digitalise and clean it up if you guys would like me to
#sunheng / #SundayHSR #DanHeng
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sunday and dan heng snuggling up under a warm weighted blanket and watching a random documentary together... they pause it a few times to discuss points they found interesting... perhaps eventually dozing off because they're so comfy like this...
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#SundayHSR #DanHeng #Sunheng
Dan Heng put his book down and looked at his ankle, caught in the messy wires under the archive's desk... He scolded himself for not tidying them earlier.
Adjusting to having a new person onboard was difficult.
Especially when that someone was none other than Sunday.
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Breaching from dream is a pained exhalation. For that liminal shiver between wink and wake, he always forgets which world he's in, perpetually in search of gravity in the wrong direction. He is screaming, his hand outstretched for the starlight cast through the window. His palm has left a shadowy impression on the glass. What a beautiful world to wake up to, he finds himself thinking, once he blinks the afterimage of blood from his eyes. He is still screaming. He hasn't stopped. He cannot stop. His throat has choked around the emptiness inside him, springing from a bottomless well, and there is nothing to do but keep screaming. His eyes are watering from the exertion. He looks around for her, for Robin, or even the illusion of her he greets in his greatest moments of weakness. Surely she could alleviate this pain.
Instead he finds someone else in his room, a name he should know that slips through his grasp. A dark shadow of a person, smelling faintly of the seawater swept into his eyes. The young man pries Sunday's hand away from the glass and surrounds Sunday's body with his own. It is like falling into the sea. Sunday gives up all pretense of breathing. The cavernous space inside him floods with water and salt, and the screaming is drowned with him. "Only a nightmare," Dan Heng assures. His name, as the tide, has returned to Sunday with the retreating waves. "Thank you." His voice is cracked, parched, drawn feebly from his strained throat. "They'll get better, over time. They did for me." "But they haven't stopped." Not an argument, but an acknowledgment of self: I have heard you calling in the night. "They haven't."
#StarRailFic #sunheng
sunday/dan heng — a treatise on drowning
🕊️ x.com/eidatyr/stat...
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#sunheng : #sunday × #danheng
два тихих, но невероятно умных человека;
два человека с тяжелым и запутанным прошлым, с которым им приходится мириться до сих пор;
два человека, вынужденные покинуть свой дом;
два человека случайно — случайно ли? — встретившиеся на экспрессе >>>
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#sunheng If Sunday and Dan Heng managed to bumble their way into having awkward sex (on the express or otherwise) who do you think would top?
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