#celesticlnstcrs (dan feng)

[jueying]

celesticlnstcrs

" I will have you know exploding the lab was not a part of the original plan but a bonus if I say so myself. " - from df :3

Truthfully, Dan Heng didn't know what was worse - seeing his brother pretty much recreate the meme of that girl smirking at the camera as flames engulfed whatever was in the background or the fact that he did genuinely believe that Dan Feng was telling him the truth. Instead he glanced up at the smoke flowing out of the shattered windows of what was previously the science lab at their oh so prestigious school; stopping when instead of relief, he could only feel his blood pressure redouble in efforts to push high.

"..."

Looking at his brother's satisfied face again also didn't help there.

"I just wanna know what you were trying to accomplish, if this wasn't the intended result."

[draconicfool]

"Ah- these are cute right? I wasn't allowed even a simple jade abaci and now I have th' cutest li'l radio~." Eros giggled, adjusting the dial before he took Dan Feng's hands in his own. Resting his head against the other's chest. Tail gently swishing as he swayed to the beat of the music.

"I love gettin' t' hold ont' ya again, A-Feng... my A-Feng..."

@celesticlnstcrs || sc.

[gemkun]

@celesticlnstcrs said : ❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜ df for dh ↬ &. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

      ⸻       he   glances   sidelong   ,   eyeing   the   despair   emanating   from   his   troubled   sibling.   the   ordeal   that   had   ensued   ,   is   unbeknownst   to   him   ,   but   the   subsequent   response   points   to   an   easy   deduction.   he   elects   to   refrain   from   discussing   the   matter   ,   considering   dan   feng’s   spilling   frustrations   ,   and   instead   proffers   a   complimentary   bottle   of   water.   provided   by   the   company   they   presently   reside   in.

  ❝   quit   exaggerating.   remember   ,   you   have   another   meeting   in   an   hour.   ❞   he   reminds   his   brother   once   his   sip   concludes.   his   presence   is   guaranteed   similarly   ,   but   although   he   might   not   reign   over   the   business   ,   it   often   seems   to   be   the   case   with   the   instances   the   ceo   chances   to   disappear.   where   then   his   tasks   veer   from   typical   duties   as   second   —   in   —   command   ,   to   participating   in   some   childish   game   of   hide   and   seek.

  thankfully   ,   the   two   possess   uncanny   mindsets.

  extending   another   hand   ,   he   presents   a   few   tablets   of   aspirin.   at   this   stage   ,   it   had   become   second   nature   to   him   to   prepare   for   the   unforeseen   circumstances   ,   where   then   he’d   need   agile   reflexes   and   critical   thinking.   and   his   twin   ,   appeared   to   test   his   capabilities   at   every   ,   possible   opportunity.

  in   fact   ,   upon   recollection   ,   dan   heng   wonders   whether   he   should   be   the   one   exasperating   as   opposed   to   the   weary   head.

  ❝   unless   you   want   to   cancel   it   last   minute   ?   it’s   not   like   we   have   a   reputation   to   uphold.   i'm   certain   the   stakeholders   will   be   more   than   happy   to   reschedule   it   due   to   your   unbearable   headache.   ❞

[sword-master-jingliu]

@celesticlnstcrs

Jingliu decided not to turn herself in but instead hijacked The Express knowing her old friend Dan Feng was there, or should she be calling him Dan Heng. She was sure the cloud knights would let Jing Yuan know that not only did she refuse to turn herself in, but the fact that they lost her while trying to transport her to trial. Jingliu was surprised not many on the express knew of her, but Dan Heng was more cautious of her, and that amused her greatly. Ripping her to the core the mara had taken a little control, and she was trying hard to force the toxic mara back within her, but mara was rotten..filthy. Of course, Jingliu wondered how long until Jing Yuan make his appearance but for right now Himeko seemed to be unaware of her.

She was welcomed onto the express even if Dan Heng was against it to a point, but she did gaze out the train window enjoying the view, and sure she was going to turn herself in, but there was something that Jingliu needed to do, but she couldn't let Jing Yuan get in her way. Smiling a bit she turned around finding herself a seat on the train as it took off away from Luofu it was good that she escaped for the time being. Jingliu needed to play it cool, so that they did not know she was wanted, but what was worse was the fact they were alone with a mara stricken dangerous person.

She had a plan to meet up with someone far away from Luofu, and this person could help her not only with the mara, but also Jingliu had other plans, and did not want toface justice for the crimes she committed. She felt sorry for the Cloud Knights they were not a match against her, but the bad thing was she knew Jing Yuan would eventually end up finding her. "Thank you for giving me a lift, I am very thankful for the ride" She said to pom pom playing innocent since right now she was in the clear unless Dan Heng would rat her out, but Jingliu stared at him as if it was a warning.

[vidyadawn]

drabble for @celesticlnstcrs

Perhaps he was a fool for thinking it would be less maddening to see all of it instead of endlessly trying to make sense of the fragments in his mind. He'd imagined it differently - like pieces falling into place and the nagging doubt to dissipate and turn into understanding. For sense to finally assert itself into his existence. Instead he got an overwhelming flood of impressions all at once, too much to take in and maintain for one person's brain - but it wasn't given the choice. His head hurts as if he's been staring into the archive screens for three days straight, trying to retain all the information he's been given; his heart aches as if Blade's sword is still stuck in his chest and all he wants to do is sleep. But while his mind is ready to shut down, his body is not tired and he's kept awake by a restlessness that sits in his veins like electricity.

He wants to say something, talk to someone, to scream or run until he reaches something somewhere - and for once he wouldn't be running from his past, because what haunts him resides within himself, wherever he goes. So he goes to the only place that's brought him comfort since this wound was reopened, to the only person who seems to understand and see him for who he is.

But was it free will that brought him here or is it his mind retracing what it lost? For he finds himself standing under a pavilion he now recognizes as familiar, a new-found memory replaying in his mind like it was yesterday. They were standing so close, Dan Feng's hand curled in the General's robe, his grip tight enough to appear desperate, pleading. In the present Dan Heng mirrors the gesture without meaning to, unaware of it until he finds his palm flat against Jing Yuan's armor at his chest. It's solid and cool and tethers him in the moment while the memory still tugs at his mind.

Are you alright?, Jing Yuan asks and Dan Heng doesn't know whether to nod or shake his head, an exasperated sigh coming over his lips. "I am.. confused," he responds, desperation clinging to his words. They were so close, Dan Feng's forehead resting against Jing Yuan's, the distance between them smaller than it had ever been. Dan Heng wasn't there; the memory he recalls is not his and yet the thoughts from then are in his head, and his heart, too, seems to remember, recalls the yearning he felt, the hope and the frustration. They can't do this - he's the High Elder.

..but he is not the High Elder. He doesn't owe anything to anyone, and whether the feelings inside him are his own or not, he no longer wants to resist them.

So where Dan Feng stepped away, eyes averted and his hand swerving out of reach when Jing Yuan tried to hold him back, Dan Heng stays close. He pushes up on the tip of his toes and brings their lips together in a soft searching kiss, his free hand closing around the General's wrist.

And for a few blissful moments the turmoil in his mind falls quiet.

[roaringdr4gon]

@celesticlnstcrs | Dan Feng x Jing Yuan

Cooking was not in his list of most-perfected-arts, but Dan Feng wasn’t wholly defenseless in the kitchen. Then again, he could have just bought something instead of making it by hand, but he’d not get the chance to do so at Jing Yuan’s side like right now. Even the High Elder Yinyue-jun, an incarnation of Long, is smart enough to tell that he feels some kind of special way towards this Xianzhou native.

This doesn’t mean that he will act on his feelings, of course, because not even Dan Feng understands what he feels with precision. Jingliu had called him obtuse and Yingxing had outright called him dumb, both making Dan Feng grow even more confused instead of providing the aid he so much needed. Matters of the heart aren’t fit for the Vidyadhara, not anymore, especially because they can’t reproduce anymore. Perhaps a very important part of their nature was lost when they reached this point but thinking about it and the legends of their original planet, it seems like it was one of the lesser evils.

Alas, this is an opportunity for Dan Feng to spend more time with Jing Yuan. Yingxing is locked in his forge to finish a gift he probably will get too shy to give, and Jingliu is keeping the subject of their gifts busy. Baiheng’s birthday is next day, and the boys are still fanning over the gifts they will give to her. Although, by the way things are going in the kitchen, perhaps only Yingxing’s gift will reach Baiheng…

“Jing Yuan, I don’t think it is normal for the dough to be this damp.” Dan Feng isn’t even using his magic— it’s his bare hands that knead the sticky dough, using cooking glovers, of course. They are also dressed to fit the kitchen, long hair tied up in a high bun, bangs tucked behind his long ears. An apron is around his slender form-fitting kimono, white jacket set aside to don’t get dirty. There’s flour on his face, from when they began kneading the dough, and now he started punching it to try get the form quicker. “Do you think we should add more flour?” It is, however, the third packet of flour that he wants to add. Something must be very wrong here.

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @celesticlnstcrs ( dan feng ) || date thread starter ]

─「银月」─  " is it really alright for me to borrow one of the high elders to accompany me for the day ? " despite the question, the way she had that soft smile curving the corner of her lips and a slight spring in her steps were a telltale sign how delighted she was that he agreed. the ROVER had been learning about this world and the xianzhou alliance, and wanting to see different places they had to offer. she needed a guide, but she certainly felt privileged that the imbibitor lunae himself was showing her around instead of assigning someone for the task.

                " aren't you usually extremely busy ? "

[draconicfool]

@celesticlnstcrs asked: “What’s wrong?? I could feel in how much pain you were just now. God, I’m still shaking.” df

"'m fine, 'm fine-- r-really-."

Never mind that her hand was bleeding. It would heal itself in a moment- and did, even. Really, she was surprised even that she hadn't cut through her finger when the knife had slipped. It wasn't like her to be that clumsy with the kitchen utensils. Especially not while she was cooking.

"It was an accident-- I- 'm sorry."

soulmate!au prompts || accepting

[draconicfool]

@celesticlnstcrs asked: "What if they kissed?" df ofc but what if with eros and df out of time 8)

Honestly? It felt like waking up from a dream. One minute Eros had been sitting at his desk, working on figuring out the journals he'd been left behind by his father. The next he heard someone coming in the door, telling them the clinic was closed and yet they came in anyway. And there he stood like something Eros had only ever imagined in his head. Dan Feng. Right in front of him. Not the Nameless that had once showed up at his door because Sampo had bade them visit him. But Dan Feng.

All too quickly the smaller was getting up, his seat toppled over by the sheer force of it. And then he was crossing the room to take the other's face in his hands. Hearing his name leave those lips. A voice he thought he'd never even hear again. Not in a million years. Not after what Dan Heng had told him.

But that didn't matter- what did was that he was there, he was right there. And Eros was pulling him down to press their lips together as tears he could no longer hold back started to stream down his face. And it felt like home and safety and warmth. Everything he'd thought himself undeserving of. Found again in a love long since lost.

"Y'er real- y'er really...y'er really Dan Feng...not a dream..." He whimpered as their lips parted. As he felt a gentle hand brush away the tears that stained his features. As he felt lips pressed to his forehead and arms snake their way around his waist. The former Mons Grandis buried there against a man he'd thought gone forever. But therein was a question he didn't want the answer to. How?

The whims of Aeons alluded him. But- he would enjoy this, at least. Enjoy this moment spent with the man he had loved so desperately.

And wish more than he'd ever wished before that this time things could stay this way.

what if they kissed ? || accepting

[jueying]

@celesticlnstcrs

" Heng'er, my joints are 'popping and locking,' as some interns would say. I think I need to get my back cracked. " df modern

"You're not that much older than them, you know." The edge of exasperation leeched into Dan Heng's voice as he called back over from the kitchen, properly taking account for the fact that tonight was his turn to cook. Something simple and nourishing was the usual routine for the both of them, though from his brother's commentary, maybe extra nourishing tonight.

"Why don't you take Miss Baiheng up on one of those massage coupons? She doesn't go to any shady places - even if the vouchers are super cheap." Plopping a plate down in front of the other, he handed him a spoon next. "Before your joints get too creaky to eat properly too."

[jueying]

@celesticlnstcrs / twitter finds / not accepting

Beauty gets the attention but personality gets the heart. - df ( I had to )

The longer his brother went on about this subject matter really did clue Dan Heng into the fact that perhaps the other's foray into a little Friday night drinking didn't end in the way he wanted. To begin with, he was home a little earlier than expected... and certainly not sloshed enough for what might be a typical evening before the weekend. Dan Heng considered himself a bit of a social drinker - he didn't really have much in the way of drinking on his time off by himself, but Dan Feng could probably but himself in the in between category. Whenever there was a particularly annoying week, he would round up some of his coworkers or friends and head out to the bars for an evening.

Some other patrons had other ideas in mind instead of just blowing off some steam with drinks apparently though, and Dan Feng came home with a bottle of liquor and various other cans several hours before his usual time.

"What did they say?" Was what he settled on, trying his best to swap out one of his brother's cups for some water instead at the same time. "You're never this sour unless they said something really bad."

[draconicfool]

@celesticlnstcrs asked: [ CLOTHES OFF ] df

[ CLOTHES OFF ] ― your muse helps my muse undress.

"We're going to get caught-" But they're giggling all the same. Those blackened fingers helping to get the taller vidyadhara out of his hanfu. Both rather eager and excited given this is one of the only times they're ever alone. Tail swishing back and forth as the layers are stripped away one by one and then their own, too. An excited gasp escaping as they're lifted and pressed against the wall, lips meeting with Dan Feng's as they tangled their fingers in his hair. "Please take me- I only want to think of you, A-Feng."

the dirty kind of teasing || accepting

[draconicfool]

@celesticlnstcrs asked: ❛  i’ve got a suprise planned for you later.  ❜ df

"A surprise?" Now that has her attention. Tail swishing gently as she moves to press herself against the other. Tugging at his hanfu as she tilts her head. Purposefully trying to be more desirable in her movements. In the way that she rubs against him. Her ears swiveling upwards and then downwards. "Why not now~?"

the dirty kind of teasing || accepting

[draconicfool]

@celesticlnstcrs asked: a playful kiss given between laughter. from df :3

"Ah, but you should have seen it, A-Feng, it was the funniest thing!" Shoi-Ming's voice was light for once, sweet when paired with the laughter that rock her shoulders. For once not bothering to cover her mouth while she did- because Dan Feng wasn't afraid of teeth or the smile she so hated to show.

What caught her off guard, however, was how this moment was taken for the other to press their lips together. His hand resting atop hers. Assuring it must've been quite the sight. And how red she was when he pulled away, too.

She blinked a few times, moving a hand over her mouth. And then, shifting she'd kiss him back before she was laughing again. Her hands holding onto his cheeks as she beamed at him.

"You really have the best way of surprising me."

kiss the freak || accepting

[draconicfool]

i had to make a second ship tag dump cuz god said i had too many.

[jueying]

🕯️ df u vu

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character / not accepting

To simplify all his thoughts down to a single word: complicated. Dan Feng's name was one only heard when comparisons were made and when others wouldn't be seeing him for himself. There were times when he was in the Shackling Prison when he wondered why people even bothered to name him something different when clearly he was never quite a person of his own in their eyes.

At the same time, after knowing what Dan Feng had done and getting small glimpses into his memories from time to time, he does empathize with him. In a way, they still shared the same fate - not being seen for themselves and merely a shadow of the person they were before. And within that life, there came a group of people who truly did see him for who he was. Losing them was the last thing he wanted and that sacrifice was one that Dan Heng himself would also do in those circumstances. He doesn't hate Dan Feng, but simply wants to achieve that he couldn't - be seen for himself and nothing else.

In terms of Modern verses, uh that's his brother. Who is annoying in his own way, but definitely someone he would defend and care for with all his heart. They might argue sometimes and Dan Feng might shut him out sometimes, but he's persistent and willing to be there for him no matter what.