histórias de Caelusxdanheng

Dan Heng never had a place he could call home, and neither has Caelus. They have a long way to go before they realize the simple truth - home is where the heart is.

A lot happened in Xianzhou Luofu, but now it's time for the Astral Express to move towards another adventure. Everything looks like it's back to normal, but Dan Heng can't help it but feeling worried about Caelus who hasn't spoken since the moment they met and he has seen him under the Vidyadhara form. For this reason, he decides to approach him alone at night. *** Little One shot, fluff and lovey dovey

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This is a Caelus x Dan Heng Fic - Honkai STAR RAIL. In a celestial realm where stars are the pathways to infinite possibilities, fate intertwines the lives of two extraordinary beings. When their paths intertwine amidst a cosmic upheaval, Caelus and Dan Heng find themselves caught in a situation. Together, they embark on a mission to unite worlds and safeguard the celestial order against the encroaching darkness of Aeons. Meet Caelus, a mysterious and valiant celestial guardian who roams the celestial realms with an ethereal grace and Dan Heng, a Reserved Cold Train Guard, who wields the past that he knows, he will leave behind.

A boy, who's named Caelus recently moved into a new school called "Honkai Astral College". As a newbie, of course he needed a roommate as for usual school systems. He meets his roommate, as they grew a friendship together through their college years. - Collaboration with my bestie Choco !!

Be posting one-shots of my ships <33 +smuts/angst to here 👌

Gold; that's all I see when I look into his eyes. The silky grey hair flowing gracefully as he struts. His witty personality never failing to help him fabricate puns in every conversation. I never used to notice these things. Something in me changed, and I'm not positive it was for the better. Desire; that's all I feel when I'm around him. Whether he's lifting weights, fighting enemies, or simply just poking fun at March, I can't seem to rid myself of these emotions. They're exhausting me. (art is not mine)