#kanaphs

[malefacere]

“BOTH Cilius AND Sandy are back?  Seems it’s paid off being a good boy for Daddy.  I got a real treat.”

[nascentgliint]

Sandalphon ( @kanaphs​ ) : ASK

Places one of his own feathers in Meteion's hair.

“Oh!”

A sound of surprise slips past Meteion’s lips as a feather is tucked into her hair, held precariously between blue strands near enough to her own feathered appendages to lessen the risk of losing it to the gentle breeze. 

She raised a delicate hand to the feather, gingerly touching that which changes tints beneath her fingertips.

“Sandy!” 

Meteion begins, shortening his name for how she struggles with the word without. T’was a name not unlike Hermes’s friends, long and winding and difficult to wrap her tongue around. 

“Your feathers are... so... pretty! Are you sure I can... have it?” 

To keep, she is not sure, but told hold it... Perhaps. To safeguard it temporarily until he wishes its return. Oh, she wished her feathers were like the Elpis flower, pretty as it is even when the color darkens to a shade rarely seen. “May I... keep it?”

[hopeunto]

                                                    𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧  /  @kanaphs​

          “  is this the part where i’m supposed to be heroic and say it’s just a scratch?  ”

                                                  𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬  /  𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 .

Feathers lay like fallen petals amongst the expanse of the land — speckled in ruby and dragged through grime. The Exarch, upon seeing such wretched beauty of littered white wrought from battle, sighs out. The soles of his sandals crunch the soil underneath him as he approaches the wounded, staff in hand, kneeling before him. Even as red poured between the webs of their fingers, even as he dare look at him without a wince in his face, dared to play it off as nothing, the Exarch let light overwhelm his own hand and brought it to their gash.

“ Heroism and obduracy seldom work hand in hand. ”  He says with a smile. Though, the restorative means to heal a Primal’s wound required much and more from him, and that smile quickly winches into something he’s quick to hide. “ And while freedom pleasantly rides beneath you, it ought to be in your best interest to remain here so that you stay safe. ” The light burns out and his palm closes. “ For the time being, that is. I’ve no wish to deny you of that you’ve worked so hard to achieve. ”  And this he knows well, all too well, and he stands back up and balances himself with his staff pointed into the earth. 

He can incite the thought, lay the truth bare, and yet, even still, he cannot control that of which desires the freedom of life, so he concedes to that knowledge, knowing Sandalphon well enough, he believes. 

The Crystal Tower glistens behind them, beyond the gates of Lakeland.  “ Be that as it may, I at least encourage you to stay here to rest. ”

[malefacere]

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Compiling you all onto a single post because HOLEY MOLEY that’s a lot of you.  I feel so incredibly loved & honored that you all feel this way.  Genuinely, from the little ooc posts I do & the interaction I get on them to stuff like this, you guys always make me feel so welcome.  Coming back to this blog, no matter how long, feels like home to me.  It reminds me that the world is filled with love & warmth & truly makes me happy. Some of you may know that this past year has been ROUGH for me.  From people being cruel to IRL being a mess I won’t go into the details of.  But it almost made me quit completely.  Belial as a whole was almost ruined for me bc of some individuals in my life.  So a massive heartfelt thank you for digging me out of my little hole & making my days just that much brighter & reminding me why I write & love this awful idiot Primal. Thank you for giving me the strength to take another step.  It means more to me than I can express with words.

[malefacere]

@kanaphs uttered: Quit looking at me with those big old eyes. :|

  [ DARKENED. ]  brow arched as the fallen one rest his gaze upon Sandalphon & his infinite well of contempt.  His own lips parting as if to feast upon the OPPORTUNITY that lay itself before him.  His junior was oh so easy to rile.  Though Belial supposed he'd take his time with this one.  Unravel the now Primarch's ego layer by layer.  Perhaps he'd even try to bruise Belial's own.  He never cared for a pillow princess even if the other sought to be CODDLED by the late Lucifer.      "Tsk tsk, Sandy.  Can't I appreciate the view      or are you already so quick to disregard Lucifer's handiwork?       He certainly had something in mind for you with a figure like that.        But by all means, you can stop me yourself."

[malefacere]

@kanaphs​ replied:

I am going to beat you to death

“OH, SUCH PRETTY LITTLE PROMISES COMING FROM YOU.  I hope you could back it up.  Maybe we could keep going until our legs give out.”  Brows rose as a grin tore across the Primarch’s features.  Overtures of hate that spat out from Lucifer’s makeshift creation only sought to entice the serpent further.  Seemed that Sandalphon hardly learned with what creature he challenged but Belial would be a fool to squander such a delicious opportunity to push the angel to his very limits.  Just how has this mock Primarch grown?      “Don’t disappoint me Sandy.  I don’t want to find out that you’re impotent.”

[phoenixdowned]

                @kanaphs          /      x

                                           ❛   as if i’d trust you.   ❜

𝑽𝑬𝑯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺 𝑺𝑳𝑰𝑷 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑽𝑰𝑷𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑬 , but it is all a ruse to hide from the vulnerability that stills itself deep in her heart. she lashes out before folding her arms & taunting a glare to the other. she knows not where he came from, nor what he wants, & truthfully she doesn’t really care. she just knows she’d rather be left alone.   ❛   it’s not as if you’ve given me reason to.   ❜

[azuredragoon-archive]

@kanaphs​ MENTIONED :               hc + wanderlust!                       |   x

HEADCANON 02.

                      ➤   wan·der·lust / noun : a strong desire to travel.

as i had mentioned in my previous headcanon post, “ so i headcanon he’s always somewhat dealt with a bit of depression, despite growing up in a relatively normal atmosphere. he wasn’t truly satisfied with the rural farm life of ferndale, but he knew not what he wanted to do about it, so he stuck with it, despite his desire for something more. ” but those thoughts, those wants, desires, never faded. he’s never been one to stay in one place for long, lest he bear the burden of companionship. 

even after tragedy beset him, he proceeded in the way of the lance, in the way of self & exterior possession. he was ruled by the doctrine of the knights he had joined & moved only with them as he prepared himself for his ultimate battle against nidhogg. as he graduated & time went on, he found he could not stay himself. stillness existed no longer within him, as he had gained full access to his own life & spared the few friendships he had made along the way. he travels a lot, he likes to travel, he finds some simple joy in experiencing new places & new beginnings, never allowing himself to stay put long enough to forge anything of emotional attachment to anything. instead, he appreciates the different cultures he’s made face with & the different foods that accompanied them. 

he’s never been one who is afraid to try new things. however, his desire to travel is less about the new sights to see & more about escaping his previous presence. his life is a game of cat & mouse with none other than himself. the exploration of new lands is but a luxury that accompanies his constant migration. 

tl;dr bc idk what im saying : he enjoys to the pros to traveling but maintains his escapade with only the desire to escape.