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So cute ♡

Happy Late Valentine’s Day ❤️❤️❤️

I been obsessed over binary star hero for the past few days and Ray is so precious…🥹 love love love the storyline & character design!

STOP IT

LEAVE HIM ALONE

"You are Binary Star, right?"

God, this hurt me like you have no idea, Ray is without a doubt one of my favorite visual novel characters and it makes me feel so sorry for how he has to live, God, what a good character, it's art. #ILoveYouRay #DownTheNaha

SISEPARECEN JAJAKSJAK

Ray as Binary star just literally reminds me of this Spongebob frame.

Like srly... wtf 😭

🫦

🔞 I could fix him 🔞

It was one of those days.

Ray was getting better at predicting them; the mornings when he’d wake up truly feeling the weight of the world resting on his shoulders, threatening to flatten him beneath the smothering mantle of responsibility that had been dumped – knowingly or unknowingly – upon his shoulders. Usually those were the days he’d call in sick if he was feeling charitable, or simply not show up to the NAHA office if not and just spend the entire day with you.

Although the two of you lived separately, it had quickly become clear that the arrangement was mostly nominal in nature. When Ray wasn’t out patrolling and saving the world from monstrous threats, he was at your apartment listening to your voice. And when you weren’t at work, you were at his apartment filling the once impersonal corners with the sound of music, the scent of home-cooked meals, and little knick-knacks you thought he’d like.

Most nights you fell asleep in each other’s arms, and every morning you never let him go to work without two kisses goodbye – one for ‘be safe’, the other for ‘I love you’. Ray swore they gave him energy to get through the day, just knowing you were home waiting for him, that you still loved and accepted him – flaws, monstrous desires and all. When the abyss in his chest threatened to spiral out of control, remembering that grounded him back to reality. Made him want to stay here, stay present, stay with you.

Unfortunately, it was one of those days where the NAHA were being even more annoying than usual. Half of the heroes who were supposed to be patrolling didn’t show up, and most of the ones who did bother to turn up seemed content to kick back the moment they spotted Ray’s name on the roster. The NAHA had scheduled him for three TV interviews before lunch, and during the second one a villain had attempted to blow up the studio building. While saving civilians and crew members from the inferno, one of the presenters – a popular social media celebrity if he recalled correctly – had tried to kiss him in front of the cameras. It was only decades of ingrained self-control that prevented Ray from ripping their head clean off their neck and tossing it and their body into the sky to join the rest of the trash circling the earth’s atmosphere, though he did take a great deal of spite in dropping them from just a little too high off the ground. If something happened to their anklebones, that was hardly his fault.

All in all, by the time Binary Star Hero pushed open the door to his apartment, he was ready to drop. If he could have curled up in bed and put himself into a coma for the next few business days, he would have done so in a heartbeat.

However, he paused at the entryway, surprised by the scent pervading his condo. The sweetness of coconut milk melded silkily with the warm, earthy scent of chili and cumin, which combined with the floral aroma of rosemary, thyme, and a dozen other herbs he couldn’t quite parse. Ray followed his nose to the kitchen, expecting to find you there, but only spotting a large pot bubbling on the stove – the flames turned down low to keep the soup simmering low and slow.

That meant you still had to be in the condo, but it was strange that you hadn’t called out to him. “Star?” Heartbeat ratcheting up, Ray turned to search the rest of the rooms, and just as quickly as the flare of panic had overtaken him it vanished as soon as he spotted you.

The original couch in the condo hadn’t been comfortable, the whole space having been designed more for aesthetics than coziness. Prior to meeting you, Ray had barely spent any time in his own home. After meeting you, bringing you home, and then listening to you whine about how his couch cushions felt more like glittery rocks, he’d immediately purchased a new couch. One with thicker padding, ergonomic armrests, and a built-in sofa-bed.

Cute. You were so fucking cute.

There you were, curled up on the couch with one of his jackets pulled over your torso for warmth, leaving your legs exposed to the cool evening air. Chuckling airily to himself, Ray leaned over to brush a strand of hair from your cheek, allowing the safe warmth of your presence to settle him. Just as he was about to fetch a proper blanket for you, his eyes caught on something strange.

Ray blinked, then froze entirely when he spotted a familiar shade of fabric. It barely took any of his strength to tug the jacket collar down, enough to reveal a maroon-red neckline. His sweater. You were wearing his sweater.

And not much else else, if your bare legs were anything to go by.

“Mmph. Ray?” The man watched you stir to life, yawning and blinking back the lingering remnants of sleep. “You’re home. Ugh, what time is it?”

His gaze sharpened when you sat up and stretched, inadvertently knocking the jacket off completely. The jumper, already meant to be oversized on his 6ft-something frame, was practically drowning you. The collar splayed wide, exposing the bruised slope of your shoulder and neck – still marked up from last night. The sleeves had been rolled up, presumably so they wouldn’t get in the way while you cooked, but one had come loose during your nap and now only the tips of your fingers were visible as you lifted a hand to rub the corner of your eye.

Concerned by the extended silence, you craned your neck up to look at your boyfriend. “Ray?” You called, and then let out a strangled yelp when he immediately flopped on top of you. On instinct your arms wrapped around his shoulders. “Bad day?” You guessed.

“Mm. Just let me stay like this for a while, Star,” he murmured, inhaling the heady scent of your skin, and exhaling the words into the curve of your throat.

“Food’s gonna be ready soon,” you told him, dropping a fluttering kiss against his forehead. Ray closed his eyes, blissfully receiving the gesture as a benediction. “We can watch something stupid later and eat all the ice cream I bought. I will even allow you to have some of my cookies and cream bars.”

Ray listened to you ramble with one ear, paying half of his attention to the gentle cadence of your voice while the rest focused on the steady thump-thump-thump of your heart between your ribs. The reminder that you were still here, that he was still here, that you were his. 

Soon listening wasn’t enough. The rhythm in your chest stuttered and sped up, responding to the hands dragging over your body with absentminded possessiveness. Warm fingers, rough with scars and calluses, squeezed the inside of your thighs before sliding under the hem of your – or more specifically, his – shirt. They moved higher, groping the dip of your hips, the small of your waist, the softness of your ass. By the time those fingers reached your nipples you were a sensitive wreck, barely touched and yet your body was aflame with directionless heat.

“R-Ray…” You squirmed in place, one hand raised to your lips to stifle the keening noise escaping from the back of your throat, knees turning inward as you tried to squeeze your thighs shut. With careless ease, Ray elbowed your legs apart. He sat up, smiling idly at the cute picture you made. Flat on your back and sprawled beneath him, sweater shoved all the way up to your collar, exposing your gorgeous body to his intense gaze. The low lamplight cast shadows over you, exposing parts of your flushed skin and hiding others tantalizingly from view. “Ray, w-what about dinner…?”

“Mm. It’ll be fine,” he murmured lazily, unbuckling his jeans and never taking his dark eyes off you for a single moment. Ray’s movements were slow, lethargic, and full of methodical intent as his cock flopped out – swollen thick, heavy, and dripping with precum. “Just let me have this, Star.”

You’d always known that Ray was strong. Superstrength was one of the most basic hero abilities, one that often came as a passive perk with other powers. However you had underestimated how much he’d been holding back, because it barely took more than the flick of a finger for him to rip your underwear completely off.

“You’re soaked, Star,” he chuckled, knuckles running idly over your sex and causing more juices to leak out. You gasped when he leaned over you, letting the tip of his cock press against your hole. Not in, simply tapping against your wet entrance, drawing circles, or pressing just enough for the fat head to almost pop in.

He pulled away briefly, admiring the sticky strings of both of your juices connecting his cockhead to your puffy sex. His attitude was a direct contrast with yours, almost sleepily calm while you were whining and thrashing underneath his bulk, unable to do anything other than endure the burning torture.

The orgasm crept up on you. Not stalking you through the shadows, but like a monster you could see coming and would never be able to fight off no matter how hard you tried. It hit you like a tsunami, an arching wave of pleasure so good it hurt. You sobbed and thrashed, pinned beneath Ray while he watched you with that same, sleepy smile, as if you were an adorable toy being played with.

“Pretty little thing,” the man cooed as he rocked his hips in a slow, painfully pleasurable grind, forcing you through another choking orgasm on the cusp of the last one. “So good for me, aren’t you, my Star? Mm. I think I need a little more.”

played again last night... he's just too cute. ugh.

Female version of Solivan❗❗🔥🔥🔥 (TW: blood)

Any requests for characters are open honestly, so feel free to give me some ideas (sfw).

REAL JAJAJJAKS

English translation:

Binary Star: Violence is unnecessary, I defeated my enemies with the eloquence and power of my words

Blaze: And the blow you gave me?

Binary star: It's just that you didn't let me talk.

Hi, I'm Amore or Miss Snowflake, I'm a big fan of visual novels and especially of Binary Star Hero, I also upload content to TikTok but I also want to try on Tumbler, because I feel that the Binary Star Hero fan community is more active here, from time to time I will upload one of my edits, I hope you enjoy them.

I SWEAR EACH TIME I SEE HIM OMG THIS IS WHAT I THINK

COME FUCK ME EMO BOY🤭

(HEY EMO BOY HEY HEY EMO BOY)

rescue me

Ray is a ray of sunshine to me. <3

But not like a lovely soft ray of sunshine through the crack of a window in a lovely rising sun morning. That greets ya and makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

No, its a ray of sunlight you see through a magnifying glass you happen to be under. At first, you're like "Oh wow. That's pretty...and bright..." and then are like "Haha that kinda hurts? WHOA HOLD UP. THE FUCK--OW! THAT REALLY HURTS! SHIT! FIRE?! FUCK! FUCKFUCKFUC-AAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Heheh yeah~ ❤️‍🔥

How I say Ray's name out loud: Ray, RayRay

How I say Ray's name mentally: Rway, RwayRway

🤭✨️

I couldn't choose whether to let Ray look at the camera, so I drew two versions. Merry Christmas 🎄 Enjoy your gift 🎁~

Today I offer you some low-budget fake-screenshot anime Ray :D

Seriously what would I give to forget this VN and replay again QoQ Or maybe have some extra's

This masterpiece belongs to @concreteparasite

Tan divino~ ♡

I love how crazy he is.

Mi omega, lo marque en el cerro

🫦

My one and only head canon (which I'm holding in my mouth and shaking it like a rabid dog) is what Ray can't sit straight when he's off duty

Flying heads under read more! Mostly for my own enjoyment but you can take a look too, I guess

he's beauty, he's grace, he's sending my sorry ass atoms to space

Sisoy lol

Me, with very suggestive and dirty thoughts about Ray in random times while just sitting there looking emotionless: ...

Ray, reading everything going on in my mind in that moment:

QUEEN NEVER CRY!!!👄

What really happened in the arcade restroom

Wife~ Malewife~ 💕

The way I love Sol… there are no words to express how dear he is to me. He is so sweet, talented, smart. He loves, cares, and protects so much. I just wildly adore yandere who are obsessed with MC. They'll really set the whole world on fire for their beloved. No one will dare to touch MC, offend or seduce. Oh no no no, otherwise there will be consequences. They would never ever hurt someone they love, but they are crazy in their possessive desire to be close and protect from everything. This type of yandere is the best.

Me after playing a VN game with a real dark fucked up yandere character for once again:

<3

[ tkatb 1800s AU ]

Augh i gave up

anyways have this hot librarian sol 🤲

Gon be doing nobleman Crowe next 🫡

Sol in bad ending be like:

ÉL ES MUY TIERNO, simplemente no puedo, me mat4 de ternura<3

He is perfect! I love how he reacts to the nickname husband.

New sexy man just dropped how we feeling tumblr

OMGGGG AGHASHAJ

Hehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

My man 💛✨

Some of my favorite little screenshots from this wonderful game!! one of my favorite VN's to have played by far, so i dedicate a post to the amazing art and creator of this game on itchio, @.concreteparasite

i will literally never get rid of this silly little dude inside of my brain.

She was just about to hit mina 🤣