Dan Feng X You - Tumblr Posts
𐙚 the poets department.
— or in which i associate certain ttpd songs with (some) honkai star rail men.
— warnings: angst if you squint
— author's notes: notice how jing yuan is the only one who had a happy part? banner credits to @cafekitsune please check them out they make very pretty banners <3
𐙚 BLADE ; THE PROPHECY
blade has never known peace ever since his betrayal with an old friend.
he yearns and yearns for his time to finally come. howling like a crazed wolf at the moon whenever the mara trapped in his body strikes and every time he’d gaze longingly, wishing to be taken back to time where he and his old friends would sit under the moon drinking their sorrows away. blade didn’t care if the graying hairs on his head spoke of his eventual departure; so long as his friends would remember him fondly then he’d die in peace with no complaints.
but now, every waking hour, he waits for destiny’s slave to write down his death on his script.
he was a monster, cursed to eternal loneliness, and yet that didn’t stop you from treating him with kindness. little old you who frets over him like a nagging but loving mother. greeting him with a smile that made feelings he buried deep within his chest start to resurface.
maybe this was the “death” he’s been hoping for; blade would die from all the yearning he has for you.
all the times you would keep him company after tiring missions did his cracking heart no good. the urge to throw himself into danger just so you could patch him up; yearning for the arms that reminded him of a home that’s long gone. how he wouldn’t be ashamed to stare at you or your hands, wanting to hold them in his own calloused ones. he doesn’t shrug off the thoughts of you from his mind but he’d cut off his own arm before they could ever reach you.
in blade’s mind, you were too good for him. something he’ll come to destroy one day and he didn’t even dare to imagine how that would affect him. now, instead of waiting for destiny’s slave to write out his death, he hopes that he finds a few more reasons to stay longer, for your sake.
𐙚 DAN FENG ; IMGONNAGETYOUBACK
what petty rivalry you and the high elder had. always trying your best to one-up him at anything and everything but ultimately failing while dan feng laughed in amusement in your seething bitterness. but the high elder couldn’t deny the feelings of endearment whenever you show up with jing yuan and others to drink, or how you show him the new weapon yingxing had crafted for you. challenging him to another sparring session while the others watched in the sidelines with amusement.
oh how you wanted to wrap your hands around his neck when you caught wind of his plans to try and resurrect his fallen comrade, making yingxing his accomplice in the process.
the way his eyes started to crack with panic as you pulled your bowstring back and aimed an arrow straight to his heart. but dan feng knew, you knew as well, that you wouldn’t actually let the arrow go and kill him even if you say otherwise. in the end, you lowered your weapon as the high elder was escorted to the shackling prison.
before he was forced to be reborn into a new reincarnation, you visited him and how you wished to punch that knowing smile off his face. you exchange brief pleasantries before you ultimately get fed up with his nonsense. all the while you ignore the shouts of his promise in his next life.
sneak him out of the prison, run away somewhere far from the luofu or to turn your back on your first love, it didn’t matter. both choices were poison either way.
𐙚 DAN HENG ; PETER
how many years have passed since you thought of him? better yet, why do you still think of him? why do you feel a wave of ambivalent emotions when you see his new incarnation?
when your eyes met for a brief moment, you had turned away quickly. muttering a soft apology to the merchant you were speaking to a moment ago as you sped walked your way back home. oh how you wish your feelings for the previous high elder would die just like him.
how you hate the way your heart replayed the days spent with him under the sun as he argued that he’d recognize you in every lifetime; the ocean deep promises to find you in every life. you wonder if he remembers you now.
by the time the sun had risen again, he was right there. just a few feet away from you while you carry documents for the master diviner. you hated the way your feet refused to move as he strides towards you, a smile you remember all too well on his face as he offered you a hairpin.
“i remembered, like i promised.”
oh how pitiful was it of you as you dropped the papers in your arms to wrap them around his neck, pulling him a tight embrace. you didn't want to admit that you had been waiting for his return, but truly, love is never lost when perspective is earned.
𐙚 JING YUAN ; THE ALCHEMY
it was quite a sight to behold really. the great apprentice of the luofu’s sword champion, on the ground with you pointing a wooden sword at his throat with a victorious smile.
you reveled in the compliments your peers gave you but eventually grew tired of how jing yuan would annoy to no end. you were this close to asking his master to cut him from the training sessions. but you don’t deny the way your cheeks flush after every sparring session jing yuan would win, he’d come running to you, asking if you were watching.
you’d hope that when he grew older he’d at least grow a mature bone in his body, oh how wrong you were. how was it possible that the same kid you’d beaten to a pulp would grow to be taller than you and even more annoying.
his relentless teasing when you couldn’t land as much hits as you did when the two of you were just kids nearly sent you spiraling over the edge. poor yingxing had to listen to your rants for hours on end, sometimes even kicking you out of his workshop so he could actually get some work done.
but despite all of his annoyingness and your wishes for him to mature, you will never grow tired of him running straight towards you after every victory he’s won under his belt. jing yuan has made it known to everyone that your name was etched into his heart, and really, who were you to fight the alchemy?
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𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐥 ⽮𝕸𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕸𝖊𝖓𝖚⽮
•.¸¸.•*`*•.•ஜீ☼۞☼ஜீ•.•*`*•.¸¸.•
ꐠ𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬ꐠ
•Dan Feng fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his, no one else can have you😽•
a/n: y'all wanted Dan Feng, so, I'll give ya Dan Feng 😼✨ I was so excited to write this, ngl, next I'm thinking of Yingxing🕊️ perhaps!! Then maybe Loucha 👀👀🌿
Gender neutral reader!!
!!!MDNI!!!
•.¸¸.•*`*•.•ஜீ☼۞☼ஜீ•.•*`*•.¸¸.•
* *ೃ ➷.*ೃ𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮...𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝˚*ೃ˚* ➷.*ೃ
His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.
"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.
His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.
"if I could breed you...I would."
His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.
He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.
"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.
Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.
You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.
"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."
He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.
His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.
Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.
"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."
The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.
He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.
Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.
He wasn't done with you yet.
•.¸¸.•*`*•.•ஜீ☼۞☼ஜீ•.•*`*•.¸¸.•
a/n: I really hoped you enjoyed this one! I loved the idea of his tail flicking and moving on its own based on his emotions unless he moves it himself! He's so adorable please! 😭😭
I know they don't reproduce anymore, but the thought of him still having a knot and have had one kinda makes sense to me - to ensure that a mate would be impregnated properly and for the chance of an offspring to be absolute. Well, before it all changed 😓😓
Dan Feng is from Honkai: Star Rail
If I could breed you, I would - Imbibitor Lunae
.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈
-‘๑’- summary -- Inhibitor Lunae fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his.
-‘๑’- pairing -- Imbibitor Lunae x gn! reader
-‘๑’- status -- pre-established relationship, lovers, using his name Dan Feng, he's deeply in love.
-‘๑’- situation -- mentions of breeding, creampie, knotting, cursing his infertility, using his actual tail to wrap around you.
His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.
"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.
His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.
"if I could breed you...I would."
His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.
He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.
"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.
Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.
You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.
"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."
He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.
His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.
Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.
"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."
The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.
He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.
Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.
He wasn't done with you yet.
©2024 almond, do not steal, use or repost elsewhere.
#𖤓 border artist: almond
— devouring moon
minors do Not interact; imbibitor Lunae x gn!reader
contents & notes: handjob/fingering, hickeys and biting, established relationship & there was gonna b a sentence abt him usually calling u ‘his moon’ and you rmring of his title ‘moon devourer’ but eh guess it’ll only be in the title. For @snowbits >:3
There are many things the Vidyadhara usually do not do that you and your boyfriend enjoy partaking in.
Going on picnics like mortals, or humans, for example; basking in the sun of Luofu, spreading all your weight on the grass— and on your boyfriend’s lap, letting your legs rest on his lap as his hands caress your skin.
Or enjoying every small moment, every bite of food like the humans do, as if this is your last life; a silly thought you are aware, but one that helps to live in the moment longer— just like now.
Or acts of intimacy, a proximity closer than whats accepted as appropriate, like now, as the fingers that caressed your legs a minute ago are now between them, rubbing in circles with added pressure— for Dan Feng knows your body, as he knows you, and how to draw out certain reactions from you.
Pressing at the right points, the serene moments under the sun have now turned giddy, as his fingers draw shapes and beginning to go up, up and deeper inside, trailing off lighter with each centimeter, you can feel his face draw in closer, his warm breath tickling your neck.
You suppose thats what you get for teasing him all day long then wearing a shorter garment with no underwear as cherry on top— the hunter becomes the prey; as it always goes with Dan Feng.
His touches getting more feather light as he trails higher, his fingers finally find the one place you’ve been dying for him to touch all day long.
You haven’t noticed how close he his face drew in your fervor until you hear him tsk at your sigh of relief.
“Always some sort of mischief with this one.” He whispers the words into your neck as his fingers set in motion again.
Not seeming to care whether anyone can see you or not, with his supporting hand he presses your body into his, making sure you wont escape and trailing slow kisses to your neck.
Moving down to your collarbone and leaving wet kisses here, making you shudder with each one, he only draws his hand away from your waist— and earning a grumble from you, tilt your chin up with his fingers and prompt your head the other way, preparing to dive in to the opposite side of your neck.
Kisses turn into sucking in your skin slowly and he can feel a wetness pool around his fingers. Drawing his hand to the surface, he rests them against your lips; and following his cue perfectly, you open your lips, sucking his fingers off, wetting every inch.
Pulling his fingers off with a ‘well done, darling’, he wasted no time going down again, now his motions faster and with more pressure, going up and down, stroking and massaging where you like it, drawing out your whimpers of his name, mewls of begging him for more, begging him to let you come— you can feel yourself grow hotter by the second, eyes hazy and barely open, only seeing his eyes fixated on your expression.
Each second he is not kissing you, he drinks in your expressions, then returns to your neck like a starving man, biting, nibbling your skin, even humming few times when you’re positive he has made a few capillaries break out and bleed.
As your body begins to shake with slight jolts , your legs do their best to close up, but no avail, your lover’s skillful hand remains there, going up and down, pushing all the right buttons, his other hand gripping your waist tight and occasionally rubbing circles.
Your eyes suddenly shutting close, you can feel yourself seeing his eyes and the stars; and watching you as you come, Dan Feng slows down his movements, guiding you through you orgasm.
Lying limp in his arms for few minutes, you refuse to meet his eyes, pretending to have dozed off; that is, until he makes an offer better than this little scheme you pulled off. “How about we call this picnic to a close and return home? I feel myself craving something other than strawberry cake and cream.”