sun god 陽神

private feng xin roleplay sideblog to feietouhuo.

[lianlianbushe]

❝ A little after he started bothering me about it one of his shidi with an earring got half his ear ripped off in an archery accident and he dropped the issue. ❞ Feng Xin shrugs carelessly. ❝ No...? I mean, I have a mail shirt, vambraces, a shoulder plate, and leather pads... I don't think I need more than that. The better question is why you're wearing so much? Isn't all that plate armor heavy? Doesn't it slow you down? It's not like we usually do close combat. ❞

[yangshens]

a laughs breaks free at the image of xie lian's face in that moment. yeah, he can tell xie lian is still the same between the two of them. feng xin shakes his head.

❝ that would do it. i guess you didn't tell him that we wouldn't make a beginner mistake like that. ❞ his earring is intact & will continue to be. his xie lian would probably be sad if anything happens to it now.

he does a half-spin, as if warming up, & hums.

❝ it's not too heavy. & the tag on my hair makes it not too hot either. i like having it, it makes it safer when fighting monsters. i've broken feng shen in half a few times. besides ... ❞ he scratches the back of his head, ❝ the greatest danger is in heaven himself. & it annoys him. ❞

[yangshens]

he isn't sure how xie lian is having a vacation with "him" while he's definitely not there, but ... he doesn't want to ask either.

also, how did he even get such a doll??? last time they tried to make anything, mu qing never let them touch his sewing materials ever again. & it actually looks like him too?

❝ if you ... uh, wanted to go somewhere, with me, you ... ❞ he scratches the back of his head & avoids eye contact, ❝ you can just ask me first. ❞

[yangshens]

❝ i'm more interested in how you managed to sneak away ... it was hard enough convincing him to not pierce both. & did someone convince you to wear less armor? it looks more comfortable, but don't you deal with just as strong monsters? ❞

[yangshens]

starter for @woxingwosu / demon au

of all the species occupying the world — gods, mortals, ghosts, demons — gods, with images of luxurious palaces as plentiful as mountains, beckoned out the most envy. ghosts & demons drew in their own envy, though darker in nature. in myth, they’re free to pursue the fulfillment denied to them in life however they pleased ( unbothered by morals or reputation ).

feng xin was never disillusioned in this way. they said ghosts & demons were about not letting go. in reality, it was the past that refused to let his soul go. it wasn’t his will to be held down in a bleak valley of the past when death should’ve taken him far away from here. 

he dreamed of finally being let go.

instead, he lived his life in constant searching for the escape ( as all demons were cursed to do ). while wandering the world alongside xie lian, he could sometimes catch glimpses of springtime past his nightmares. like he did all those years ago when he first became a demon, feng xin could sometimes stand up & pluck the arrows off his body. 

sometimes, he’d travel away to distant lands, where pain couldn’t make its home. 

when he was summoned today, all that distance, all those pained steps were for nothing. at the sight of arrows pointed at him, he was dragged right back. & it was no longer him standing. it was the calloused, expert hands of the executioner forcing him to the ground of that bleak valley. pressing his face into dirt as his own hands were tied to the stake. 

he didn’t know whether he wiped out his summoners or not. what he did know was xie lian was the only one who closed all the wounds, removed the arrowheads lodged in his heart & his skin. feng xin clung to him. he had his arms wound around his waist & pressed his face into his chest. xie lian was his only solace.

feng xin gripped the robes tighter, desperately trying to learn to breathe. he thought the arrows would never leave his heart. maybe this would be the one time xie lian couldn’t do it. the arrows, long sealed in, pulled & pulled. pulled his heart every which way, wanting to rip it apart. pull until the tissue reached its limit & snapped off.

❝ fuck, make — ! no, stop, stop. make it s-s-stop, i — hurts. arrows, they ... fuck. ❞ feng xin rambled, scrambling further onto xie lian as if running. he fell silent & simply shook in the embrace.

[yangshens]

mwah!!!

with a kiss that welcoming, it rekindled warmth in his chest. the anxiousness coating his amber eyes melted away to release the affection he had for xie lian. he didn't know how long he'd held it back. feng xin never used to.

one kiss from his beloved freed him. mind no longer wandering off the straightforward path, feng xin hoarded him close with an arm encircling xie lian's waist. he smiled & began his own mantra of love.

❝ i love you. i love you, ❞ feng xin declared, loud & steady ( feng xin never used to be quiet around xie lian either ). when he became more afraid of others' opinions than the battlefield, he should have fixed it.

surging in, feng xin laid kisses on delicate skin, hoping the blaze in his heart matched the heated path he desperately wanted to leave on xie lian with his lips alone.

let the world & the sky talk. their incessant voices didn't matter.

& the kisses came & came & came.