5 Works in Freak Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail)
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i wanna feel you from the inside by sakurablight
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
22 Aug 2025
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Sunday is many things, but he likes to think he isn’t a coward. However, looking down at the absolute monster of a cock prodding at his rim, he wonders if screaming in terror is, perhaps, the appropriate response.
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- Part 27 of My Sunturine/Avenday Agenda
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On the Nature of Reciprocity by lilyveil1399 (clairespring7840)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
18 Jun 2025
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“B-Be a little mean to me?” The words tumble from Sunday's tongue, cheeks aflame as the gambler’s visage blurs with the fresh tears that prickle at his periphery.
“Be a little — ?” Aventurine hesitates, uncertain.
Praise is his personal preference. Aventurine would rather coo and caress and murmur precious words of encouragement in his ear until he’s mewling. But this is the first time that Sunday has been so forthright with a request, in voicing his interest in something that would normally earn a flurry of feathers and flushed cheeks, and who is Aventurine to deny him?
“Oh, angel.” He purrs, grip on his hips tightening as he slows the pace. The fleshlight glides languidly from base to tip with another lewd squelch as Sunday chokes on a whine. “Have you no shame?”
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Aventurine decides to spice things up in the bedroom, and Sunday discovers a few things about himself.
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Sunday's a biter.
Written for Sunturine/Avenday Week 2025, day 4: sex toys/bite marks
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“C'mon birdie, just give it a shot, maybe it'll help you unruffle those feathers of yours.”
Sunday could hear those words in exactly Gallagher's voice, he clutches his phone, why would he ever consider this as an option? Before the Oak family head could respond, Gallagher shoots him a link.
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Whispers of the Nightingale: A Shrunken Reverie by ginstars
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
28 Mar 2024
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It was utter humiliation,his earlier bravado crumbling in the face of Sunday's unwavering authority. He had thought himself clever, but now he was nothing more than a plaything in his hands, embarrassingly at the mercy of a man whose power knew no bounds.