*𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙠𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚.

(𝐈.) 𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝚈 ⸻ 𝙳𝙾 𝙸 𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙵𝚈 (?)

[frostedge]

" what causes rise and fall, obliterates love and hate, and determines truth and falsehood? "time, time and time again. "

&; 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭. ⸻ #𝙵𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳𝙶𝙴; lohen. vice captain of the knights of favonius' fifth company. a knight known for his 𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡 (&) fondness for the 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥. maddened by camille. ( est. 6.15.26. ) / minors dni. please read carrd before engaging.

private (&) canon divergent rendition of lohen from hyv's genshin impact. a haunting narrative inspired by the white rabbit twisted by the machinations of psychological dread, horror (&) the obsession of power as a creeping, longing (&) hungry madness.

⚜️ carrd, memes. ⸻

[whalemarch]

farewell, benevolent knight

[youimitateme]

[arrowbound-archive-blog]

“If you think this has a happy ending, you haven’t been paying attention.”

— Ramsay Bolton to Theon Greyjoy

[frostwoven]

Even  when  darkness falls  ,  the  faithful  shall  not  stray  from  the  righteous  path.

[nobodytoldthehorse]

Apparently “spite” is not an ‘appropriate answer’ to “What motivates you?”

[reversescale]

@frostedge -- ;

Rogue Imagenae weren't an oddity in Planaradia, and with the stability of the planet gradually spiraling, scuffles in the streets were becoming more common. Not even the Department of Aberration Defense could keep pace with the sharp uptick in violence that had spiraled over the past several days, and danger in the streets had grown worse. Yet, when Dan Heng had made a move to protect a small throng of civilians blindsided by a rogue Voidranger, another spearman manifested from thin air and dispatched it before he could, standing back as his mental faculties caught up with the sudden addition.

"Hm... looks like my presence here was unnecessary."

[frostedge]

poor planarcadia. all in an uproar because someone crashed their precious phantasmoon games. of course, the knights of beauty hold no banner here, but still, they carry their own tales (&) woes 'cross the galaxy in higher search of idrilla's calling. he wasn't exactly recruited by their defense either, merely a humble wayfarer passing through who took, perhaps, a little too much glee in striking down everything that manifested itself as foe before him.

when the wave of destruction (&) bloodshed concludes, the knight steadies himself 'pon the weight of chilled spear, free hand raising to settle over his heart in chivalric gesture.

❝ ⸻ on the contrary, there should be a few more up ahead. ... buuuut if you'd rather take care of the people, i can keep fighting on. ❞

[auguryfae]

@frostedge sc

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   Dumbfoundment   etched   across   ivory   features   ....   brows   rising.   "........Is.........Is   he   .....   dead??????"   

Oohh...   she   really   wasn't   up   for   being   the   witness   of   a   MURDER.

[frostedge]

oh? did someone come across his latest masterpiece? vice fifth merely wipes his knife off 'pon a pristine sleeve, tucking it away within, an amused hum rising. oops!

❝ ⸻ this guy? don't worry about him. he's just taking a reaaaaaaaally long nap. besides, mecha can't die. they're not even alive to feel whatever processes their pain. boring. ❞

[buckykingofmemes]

those are bold words for someone in stabbing range

[shigaruki]

[frostedge]

you will fall into the rabbit hole, forever to descend, where the monsters pour the teacups (&) the shadows never end.

𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗕𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛: the hunt.

𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗕𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗬𝗣𝗘: ice.

𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛: beauty, the abundance (&) the voracity.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: the knights of beauty.

𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗: cosmic/unknown.

a knight of beauty renown for his unorthodox methods (&) preference for the unconventional. he travels the cosmos in search of opponents of whom he can truly test his mettle. although aware of his limits, he harbors a dangerous thirst for battle (&) an unsettling fascination with the voracity. although he abides by the knights the code of chivalry by only through a perfectly refined body, mind, and spirit, he charges headlong towards his foes (&) carves his own representation of beauty; himself as the arrow (&) his spear as the tip.

at an undetermined point of time, he crossed paths with the abundance during his venture for higher power (&) is said to have received their "gift." once a member of the sanctus medicus, he has performed myriad experimentations on himself utilizing their drought of draconic surge to better sustain the symptoms of mara, however he only retains a portion of his mind (&) risks going into frenzied bloodlust due to harboring a piece of the voracity within him.

although he lives for the thrill of battle, he holds fast to his own faith; ensuring he puts himself to the ultimate test time (&) time again.

[mythshire]

✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.

• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. • How long have you been walking around like this? • I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is. • You should have told me the moment it happened. • Hold still. I mean it. Hold still. • This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to. • You've been hiding this for days, haven't you. • Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this. • Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you. • I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it. • I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that? • Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me. • Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign. • I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference. • Come into the light. Let me see your face. • You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can. • You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight. • I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now. • Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. • It's not weak to let someone see you hurt. • You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here.  • Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face. • I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can. • You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice? • This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. • I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now. • You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know. • Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere. • You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching. • I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me. • You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper.  • Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now. • I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you. • Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me. • You're going to be alright. I promise you.  • You went back out there after this? With this? • Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight. • I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return. • You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.

[avics-animosity]

Yo, you like my hares? I call 'em hares ensnared

[miothle]

wip🔪🔪🔪

[cfmusings-blog]

How quickly  p e o p l e f  o  r  g  e  t the sting of b e t r a y a l they once felt   when the b e t r a y e r   is someone { they hold } most dear

[trilunae]

Her   fingers   brushed   across   that   cheek   with   unnatural   gentleness   as   unseen   auras   ripple   shifted   somewhere   beyond   reality.   Those   fingers   chilled   like   a   dolls   rise   to   brush   hair   away   from   his   eyes.   🙶Tell   me   ...   how'd   you   get   in?   🙷

✧ @frostedge

[frostedge]

he does not shy from the touch of divinity. undeserving, he savors it as he would a delicacy created from his own skewed bloody masterpieces, the chill of captain's cheek leaning ever so subtly into the moon (&) her seraphic caress. a subtle hum sounds through the silvermoon hall, a tiny trinket brought from one of nasha town's many stalls in hand raised towards the goddess in offering.

❝ ⸻ well... the moon is particularly exquisite tonight. perfect lighting for following the trail. or tracking my prey. ❞

[frostedge]

inyvat: i am strictly forbidden to offer such assistance.

is she really, now? were those the words of the wayward traveler searching near (&) far for her brother dearest? or, the sworn resolution of their ever-faithful honorary knight? did varka put @inyvat up to this? or maybe jean... still, after his recent "offense," it isn't exactly wrong of them to keep the vice fifth out of the foremost assignments. ... but that doesn't mean he's barred from pursuing his own. that said, arms fold (&) captain's head tilts a fraction as his gaze settles with certainty against lumine's own.

he can't exactly tell her everything. or, anything for that matter. he knows, he knows... the first step to trust is divulging key intel or whatever, but that's not something lohen is willing to risk out in the open in front of the knight's hq, lest someone overhears (&) he's back to the slammer for archons knows how long. there's a brief, heavy silence before arms fall to his sides. they'll need a vantage spot well away from here if he's gonna share anything. hm... lucky for them, the sky seems to agree, a dull-grey overcast settling in along with the scent of storms approaching.

❝ ⸻ funny how thunder drowns out almost everything. come on, let's head to the angel's share. i know its hardly my place, all things considered, but i'm not asking for your assistance. i'm asking for you to trust me. can you do that? even after everything i've put you through? ❞

sword (&) citadel prompts; accepting!