𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑.

𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻.

[aeongazed]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ #AEONGAZED. ㅤㅤ      CARRD.      ✦      PROMPTS.      ✦      THREAD TRACKER.          

⸻   𝐖𝐄   𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄   𝐀   𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄.   𝐆𝐎   𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓   𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑   𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄.   private   &&.   selective   trailblazer ( caelus )    of   hoyoverse's   honkai: star rail.   nsfw   will   be   prevalent,   and   trigger   warnings   apply.   minors   &.   personals   will   be   blocked   on   sight.   not   always   spoiler   free,   but   spoilers   tagged.   penned   with   care   by   saffron   (   30   /   she+they   /   cst   ).

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐄𝐍𝐃   𝐎𝐅   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘   𝐈𝐍   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑   𝐎𝐖𝐍   𝐖𝐀𝐘.

[belugaobsessed]

just felt like having this guy on my blog

[aeongazed]

kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss

HSR 2.1 SPOILERS BELOW.

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫,   𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞   𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝   𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬   -   burgeons   forth   from   deep   within   his   chest.   it's   hard   to   resist   the   sonorous   noise   -   especially   as   aventurine's   petal   soft   lips   pass   over   his   being   again   and   again   and   again,   perfect   pink   tiers   ever   so   delicate   against   the   bloom   of   a   golden   blush   upon   caelus'   cheeks   -   or   the   warmth   of   his   own   slightly   chapped   mouth.   he   can't   help   but   chase   aventurine   -   as   ephemeral   as   a   playful   butterfly   -   attempting   to   ever   so   gently   capture   him   into   something   a   bit   more   firm,   something   a   bit   less   fleeting...   each   press   grows   a   bit   longer,   a   bit   more   firm,   until   they're   sealed   together   in   a   soft   kiss   -   and   caelus   is   sighing   into   that   warm   mouth   -   calloused   digits   cupping   the   curve   of   a   silky   cheek   and   his   lithe   frame   pressing   close.   strong   arm   secures   aventurine   to   him,   the   warmth   of   the   stellaron   in   his   chest   all   encompassing   as   he   ensures   this   time,   that   the   stoneheart   will   not   leave   him.   

ㅤㅤㅤwith   a   soft   sound   they   part   -   gilded   and   nearly   avian   hues   registering   the   beauty   of   the   avgin   before   him   with   familiar   reverence.   qlipoth's   aura   is   weaker   now   -   much   more   muted   than   before,   and   caelus   is   not   sure   why   that   satisfies   him   so.   instead   -   there   is   something   new...   something   warm,   playful.   rare.   it   encompasses   aventurine   like   a   blanket,   and   it   stares   back   at   him   -   three   blinking   eyes   that   some   innate   part   of   him   finds...   as   familiar   as   beautiful.   it   entices   another   smile   from   caelus,   and   he   swipes   his   finger   over   aventurine's   sweet   lips   in   retaliation.   

ㅤㅤㅤ❝   i   won't   charge   for   those   kisses,   just   because   i   missed   you   so   much.   ❞   welcome   back,   aventurine.

[boosify]

I wondered why he wore a tank top + shirt but I figured it out!!

[wiadrorobakow]

They're so fucking cute I can't

[aeongazed]

caelus sitting at the train car doors with his shirt stuffed full of express passes - ready to fight for JYs lightcone

[aeongazed]

can we take a moment to talk about how all the stellaron hunters LOVE the trailblazer. kaf.ka is an obvious given, but even bl.ade was soft on them during his moments of lucidity, and sw... well. she just rolls up to play video games. in the most recently sq too sam very clearly does not identify the trailblazer as a foe - and instead reaches out FOR them when fighting with acheron. anyway the stellaron hunters are the trailblazer's biggest fan, is what i'm saying.

[a-cloak-deactivated20241120]

life can be pretty cool because you can get a bagel. but there’s also the horrors

[chisutofu]

reporting for duty

[aeongazed]

my head is killing me and cae needs a new carrd before i get back to work but i wanted to jot down a hc i've been thinking of for a hot minute:

caelu.s can basically see 'path auras' as a by product of akiv.ili being nestled in his stellaron. it's just something he senses and feels and it confuses him that he seems to be the only one that can do it. it's extremely jarring to him when someone 'switches' paths - like dh from hunt to destruction. he was notably startled and nervous for a hot minute.

in penacony's dream - he can't sense anyone's path, and he hates it. despises it. he can do so in the real world, but once the dream happens, it's almost like he's 'locked out' from akivili.

[boosify]

I wondered why he wore a tank top + shirt but I figured it out!!

[memesenya]

Meanwhile, Caelus…

[bluentear]

First drawing of Caelus ✨

[sigillums]

"At the end of your journey, all that perplexes you and troubles you will resolve. This is your future that Elio has foreseen. Do you like it?"

Merry Christmas @thingswhatareawesome 💛🧡

[aeongazed]

i am very feral about this screenshot. 1.6 spoilers below!!!

[cloudhymnarchived]

it was a quick little brush, born on the back of a burgeoning of affection he couldn't quite keep to himself. the stellaron is unable to muffle his adoration - not when dan heng is so near, not when after belobog their bond had only seemed to grow stronger. they'd all been relaxing in the parlor car - march prattling to welt about something she'd seen on the icy planet, and the vidyadhara likely curled up with a book. caelus is only passing by - making his way to the kitchen area to make a snack, but something... possesses him as he stands from his spot (seated next to the other, as always). he doesn't even think - doesn't even stop as the stellaron leans down to flutter his lips so sweetly across the corner of dan heng's cheek, in front of everyone. the train car goes silent - but he pays it no mind - meandering off to the dining car to prepare himself a snack. it's around half an hour later that the trailblazer makes his way down the corridor, a bowl of ice cream in hand. his room is near the archives - but caelus doesn't even think to look in the shadowy alcove between the two, too bent on licking chocolate chips from the cusp of the spoon as he rounds the corner. sweet, he thinks, like dan heng's skin had been. the door to the archives whooshes open behind him, and caelus turns to look over his shoulder, a chirped: " oh hi, dan heng. " his only words as he continues on - as if he hadn't just gently kissed him in front of their entire team.

from @foxfinch.

          to be friends with a living stellaron like caelus was to be subject to a tactile friendship   ;   high fives, shoulder claps, and hugs were the simple norm. since becoming friends with march he thought he’d become used to a touchy friendship, but there was something about the way he interacted with caelus, from both exasperated endearisms to the unequivocal trust caelus put in dan heng   (   and it was a relatively new thing for the archivist, to the be trusted so wholly, to be treasured with such unrelenting devotion without having to prove himself worthy of it   )   that prompted an emotion he hadn’t quite experienced before. maybe he had known it once   -   in fleeting memories lifetimes before   -   but to the vidyadhara this was something new and bright, and it made his chest ache but   …   in a good way, like adrenaline, like trying new food for the first time, like leaping off a very high perch and believing for just a second he could touch the stars.

          i would love to touch a star.

          dan heng didn’t respond at first, shocked into stillness. he simply blinked, brain and body frozen while it tried to combat the heat spreading from where caelus had brushed lips against him. it was march in the end that caught his attention, brought out of his stupor by her manic grinning and only then did dan heng’s eyes widen, blush erupting over his cheeks with a resplendent vigor while he fumbles with the book in hand, nearly dropping it in shock. he knew that welt, himeko, and pompom were in the parlor too but he daren’t look at them right now processing caelus’ action with an embarrassing lack of grace. to save himself any more embarrassment the archivist quietly rose to excuse himself, walking at a much faster pace back to the privacy of the archives.

          compartmentalising the new data from jarilo-vi was becoming an arduous task while his mind kept returning to caelus, to how soft his lips had felt against his cheek, how if dan heng had not frozen, startled, he might have suppressed the urge to kiss him back. but, did it mean the same coming from dan heng ? caelus had kissed him so easily. did he run circles around the decision beforehand like the archivist was now ? did caelus know what this emotion was, and did he feel it as well ? to feel as if there was a star imploding within, lighting up his skin with constant encroaching heat ? to crave it in a way dan heng had never understood before ? he had known needs like hunger, and air, but a want like this one – it was an entirely new experience. he was sure this curiosity would be his undoing.

          he wasn’t entirely sure what did it, from his own fraying sanity to caelus’ carefree greeting, but his own self control snapped. shooting out like a snake, he grabbed onto caelus and dragged him into the archives with little care for the state of his ice cream. there he pressed the stellaron to the back of the archives door, caging him in with his arms until they were barely a hairs breadth apart. the vidyadhara was lost for a moment in the gilded hue of caelus’ eyes, grey – green eyes going from slits to dilating with desire, almost hungry draconic gaze following the slope of almost avian nose to rest on lips, no doubt sweet from the desert that lingered there. he spent an eon there, throat bobbing, nerves wracked, before he withdrew slowly. roseate hue remained on dan heng’s cheeks, as he retreated a suitable distance, one of his arms rising to cup the side of his own neck, as if to temper the way heat rushed through him like a steaming fissure.

          ‘   sorry, caelus, i   …   ’   so unused to the way caelus made his heartbeat thrum in his ears.   ‘   …   you make it really hard for me to think sometimes.   ’

[aeongazed]

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡   𝐛𝐞   𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝,   𝐡𝐞   𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭   𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲   certain   why   he   had   kissed   the   vidyadhara   -   what   had   possessed   him   that   day   to   finally   bridge   the   gap   that   existed   between   them.   it   had   been   as   easy   as   breathing,   brushing   his   lips   over   dan   heng's   cheek,   and   even   now   the   sensation   of   silken   skin   lingered,   punctuated   with   the   sweet   taste   of   vanilla   and   chocolate.   but   caelus   was   a   creature   of   impulse   -   which   had   gotten   him   in   trouble   more   often   than   not   -   and   this   was   one   time   he   supposed   said   impulsivity   hadn't   ended   with   him   in   jail   or   bleeding   gold   from   large   wounds.   he'd   count   that   as   a   win   in   his   book...   alongside,   of   course,   the   getting   to   kiss   dan   heng   part.   any   regular   person   was   well   aware   of   the   stellaron's   pining.   it   was   as   clear   as   day   from   the   way   he   looked   at   their   beloved   archivist.   but   caelus?   caelus   wasn't   exactly...   able   to   lay   a   word   onto   his   emotions.   he   simply   wanted.   and   wanted.   and   wanted.   and   he   wanted   voraciously.   

ㅤㅤㅤthe   squeak   he   lets   out   is   at   a   frequency   best   heard   by   dogs,   but   caelus   doesn't   protest   beyond   that   as   he's   yanked   into   the   archives   like   he   weighs   nothing.   gilded   hues   instead   blink   in   curiosity,   and   he   moves   to   steady   the   spoon   in   his   ice   cream   bowl,   before   meeting   dan   heng's   strangely   luminous   gaze.   it's   then   that   he   recognizes   it   -   that   prey   feeling,   the   heart   jackrabbiting   in   his   chest   next   to   the   power   of   a   black   hole.   a   small   bird,   pinned   beneath   the   claw   of   a   great,   hungry   dragon...   and   even   caelus   is   aware   enough   to   know   that   dan   heng   might   take   a   bite,   might   be   ready   to   sink   his   teeth   into   his   flesh   -   or   in   this   case,   lips   to   lips   -   and   the   stellaron   is   ready,   he   is   wanting   once   again,   already   leaning   forward,   eyes   half   lidded   and-

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhis   noise   of   frustration   is   a   near   growl.   

ㅤㅤㅤthe   ice   cream   bowl   is   set   to   the   side   with   no   small   amount   of   force,   spoon   clattering   to   the   ground   noisily   as   the   trailblazer   lashes   out.   it's   his   turn   to   grip   dan   heng   by   the   jacket,   yanking   him   back   in   with   that   inhuman   strength.   lithe,   lean   form   presses   flush   to   his   slightly   taller   one   -   and   it's   caelus   who   can   no   longer   resist   the   urge,   caelus   who   sinks   their   lips   together.   yet   despite   the   ferocity   of   his   movements,   the   stellaron's   kiss   is...   almost   sweet,   gentle,   as   if   he's   tentative,   afraid   dan   heng   might   try   to   free   himself   from   his   wanting   grasp.   so   it's   near   chaste,   the   way   caelus   massages   their   lips   together,   the   way   he   lets   loose   a   soft,   pleading   noise   and   lingers   in   his   press   -   until   air   dictates   he   must   pull   away.   he   does   so   with   a   gentle   smack,   those   brilliant   eyes   only   opening   halfway   as   he   peers   at   the   man   before   him.   

ㅤㅤㅤgilded   flush   adorns   his   cheeks,   lips   slightly   reddened,   and   the   stellaron's   grip   loosens   only   slight,   before   he   offers   dan   heng   a   lopsided   grin.   ❝   did   that   clear   your   thoughts   up   any?   ❞

[gardenlilgnome]