YUMESHIP ANECDOTES — #1
(Originally Posted November 19, 2025 on Toyhouse and Tumblr)
Title: The King of Kremnos Shall Be Crowned in Flowers
Fandom: Honkai Star Rail
Rating: G
Relationship: Mydei/Ligeia
Summary: "A crown of blossoms." She said aloud, her eyes shut. There was a satisfied tilt to her lips. "It suits you rather more than any other crown, doesn't it?"
Wordcount: 286
Artist:
yue-chan077

The gentle weight was barely perceptible atop his head, yet it weighed worlds more than the worth of a dying kingdom's crown. It was not the burden of heavy metal, inlaid with precious gems won from blood spilled across countless battlefields; it was the softness of something finite, of something he had never thought he could hold in his own two hands.
(Originally Posted November 19, 2025 on Toyhouse and Tumblr)
Title: The King of Kremnos Shall Be Crowned in Flowers
Fandom: Honkai Star Rail
Rating: G
Relationship: Mydei/Ligeia
Summary: "A crown of blossoms." She said aloud, her eyes shut. There was a satisfied tilt to her lips. "It suits you rather more than any other crown, doesn't it?"
Wordcount: 286
Artist:

The gentle weight was barely perceptible atop his head, yet it weighed worlds more than the worth of a dying kingdom's crown. It was not the burden of heavy metal, inlaid with precious gems won from blood spilled across countless battlefields; it was the softness of something finite, of something he had never thought he could hold in his own two hands.
"A crown of blossoms." She said aloud, her eyes shut. There was a satisfied tilt to her lips. "It suits you rather more than any other crown, doesn't it?"
Her smile suited her, the way it bloomed like a flower unfurling as it greeted the sun. He had fallen for her in the blood and dust of battle, but blood and dust could not sustain a love such as theirs. They deserved something that flourished deep in the earth, to grow tall and strong. A place where she could rest, should her wings grow weary.
"You are the only one who'd dare say that to my face," Mydei said, unable to take his eyes off of her.
"Does that insult you, my dear prince?"
"No." He reached up, taking her hand in his. "If you would have me crowned in flowers, then I would wear nothing but this to the end of my days."
She snorted. "Oh? You would wear a silly garland for me to face your foes?"
He would bear this, and more yet. Until this undying body of his finally found its rest beyond the west wind.
"Then they shall face their ends by a prince adorned in your flowers."