stellarmara
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ and you are injured again. why? why are you injured?
tidalvs
bladens
eat, danheng. ill be fine.
lightlords
ㅤ ㅤ sometimes, he wished danfeng would treat him like how he treats yingxing. how come yingxing gets endless flirting looks, and other things, while jingyuan gets a scolding from the high elder. he tries burying himself in his work, to the point where he barely sees anyone that is not his master. ... he remembers going out drinking to celebrate his promotion to lieutenant-- then someone getting way too handsy, and someone with horns dragging him off. horns? when did he get so drunk. someone's reprimanding him, again, he thinks. but then he just lowers his head and falls on his shoulder. the lieutenant crying a bit on his shoulder.
／ ... :)
bladens
lavender eyes soften as eyes lay upon the most handsome man that he has ever laid eyes upon, heart skipping. he's just settled in the artisanship commission, coming from the zhuming for a taste of freedom. and yet somehow, upon laying eyes on the high elder .. yingxing forgets his words. he takes a step forward, swallowing his nerves. "your grace," he pauses, kneeling and pressing a soft kiss to the man's knuckles. he keeps his lips pressed against the vidyadhara's knuckles as he speaks. "its an honor to meet the successor of the azure dragon .. ardens regia's stories of you do not compare to seeing you in person. you're absolutely divine."
tidalvs
@bladens general huaiyan’s protege, of course ..yinyue - jun briefly glances at the man’s rather impressive figure for a moment, teal rimmed crystals dipping down, then up. as if the high elder is really, truly, shamelessly checking him out. the muscles catch his eye, lingering before averting to the craftsmans lips. “ you must quite active if you’re under general huaiyan’s teaching, hm ? spar with me, some time. i would like to see yours swordfighting capabilities for myself. ”
bladens
"well.. im a craftsman," he says honestly. his eyes meeting danfeng's. "my parents were craftsmen, and general huaiyan personally taught me." he says. "of course.. i know a little swordfighting, but not enough to brag." yingxing mused softly.
tidalvs
cb & specify mood + df / h ! moots can request spam, au’s n more :)
bladens
danfeng.. jealous much, baobei?
bladens
you get one kiss, danheng.. don't be greedy.
／ and.. renheng
bladens
[ he'd gone out for a walk, really. it was supposed to be a small walk, then he'd head back to complete the script with silver wolf. however, something caught his eye. someone, that was. blade walks, slowly and then fastening his pace. how. how is he here, would he recognize him as how he is now? he eventually comes to a stop in front of him, shard sword in hand. ] yinyue jun..
／ smiles
tidalvs
@bladens [ cloudpiercer had fallen from the man’s chest, clattering somewhere on the ground where it does not belong. pale, slender digits had slid between the gaps in his beloved’s bleak hand, curling around it, fingers interlocked while the furnace master slowly began to breathe once more. the other had been on the pulse at his neck, awaiting it. yingxing’s head had been placed on his lap when gone, glancing every so often. ] yingxing ..
bladens
[ blood spurts from his mouth, painting the high elders. he falls back, blood pooling around him. his lips painted red. it takes ten minutes, before his eyes open again. his limbs are heavy, as his crimson eyes landing on ceruleans. ]
tidalvs
cb hsrrpc ! specify danfeng / heng, revamping theme soon ! moots know what they can request !
bladens
the morning after their first time is a slow one. birds chirping outside, yingxing opens his eyes slowly. but its early, and he can feel the aftermath of his spent night with danfeng -- and he does not work today. so the craftsman rolls back over, pulling the blankets up over them and presses himself unbearably closer to the high elder.
／ :)
bladens
the blacksmith opens his eyes again, pressing a soft kiss on his temple. yingxing shuts his eyes again, tired but still very much in love with the high elder. " good morning, your grace. " yingxing mutters, his voice soft and kind as he murmurs the words against the imbibitor lunaes temple.
tidalvs
@bladens [ usually, the imbibitor lunae spends his slumber curled up on himself, buried in the covers as if some kind of nest, but now.. yingxing makes a pleasant pillow to cling to, his tail sprawled over them. everything feels warm and so cozy, face nuzzling where various bite marks are left on the furnace masters neck. ] mn ..