#nightmonarch

[championglider]

(Caption these.

Feat. @tcyvct and @nightmonarch / @maestro-of-desires)

[malitiosa-a]

{ diva’s aria }

         she couldn’t sleep. the night was far colder than it had been in days and was making it difficult for her to sleep. the only thing in her possession to protect from the chill was a thin blanket that she’s had since she was small. it was falling apart and hadn’t been washed in some time, but it was all she had. the men who often experimented with her denied her anything else. lest you hurt yourself, they would say. 

          she had been watching the mood climb high in the sky for some time and the silence was beginning to grate on her mind. no matter how much she wished and willed, the songbirds she could hear far in the distance during the day never dared draw near her. to comfort herself, and in hopes of distracting herself from the dropping temperatures, she began to sing. 

          her voice echoed in the chamber where she resided as she stood from her shivering huddle and began to pace. the melody was soft and smooth, like a gentle hum that she could feel build in her chest. her song drifted into a crescendo, the song projecting farther out into the world like a plea for help. already, her limbs felt warmer. this aria she called her own was the one thing no one could ever take away from her.

@nightmonarch​

[caelumsaltator]

[Feat. @nightmonarch (Diluc) and @championglider/ @vallablooded (Kaeya)]

When you and your two senpais play ‘King of the Meteorite’, and you just shake your head.

Kaeya started it-.

[vallablooded]

( @nightmonarch / @vallitemonarch 

I’ve been drawing boys all day, and I figured I’d draw Ryan’s custom Corn as his Fallen counterpart.)

[somnim-archived]

nightmonarch replied to your post:

Of course she fucking does, gimme more tickets Vinci.

Absolutely not.

[erobret]

@nightmonarch

          with a fresh fallen blanket of silver covering the forest floor she had stumbled through the dense wood to her secluded cave that she used mostly once a year . breathing was heavy as she moved . she’d been hiding away , far from her wolves , for a little over a week now . just halfway done with this . she thought to herself as bare feet met with cool stone . hand was pressed against the wall as she slid down to crawl the rest of the way to a makeshift nesting area ( compiled of wheat and straw and cloth as well as deer hide ) .

          to her side she fell , curling in on herself and feeling the cool night air against burning flesh . her panting had increased , glazed eyes watching the wall vacantly . tail was curled up between bent legs while hair fanned around her in her collapse . she loathed this time --- the season combined with the heat . her wolves growing frantic as mating rituals began . pups that didn’t know better with it being their first would try for her but quickly they would be sent yelping with tails between their legs . thus some decades ago she decided to just spend the season ( and the heat mostly ) in isolation .

[nitocriis]

nightmonarch replied to your post “Nito appears-!”

Precious Nito, deserves lots of attention.

    You bet she does!!

[tsungintou]

@nightmonarch

Boredom was something that was always hard to cure, especially in a world filled with so many dull humans. Causing a little bit of chaos was a good way alleviating the problem somewhat, be it only temporally. Luckily there was always plenty enough resources to do so, especially if one were to wait until the dead of the night on a rooftop near a dark alleyway. Any people seeking to cut through this alley would unfortunately have small pebbles thrown at them from up high. The rocks wouldn’t be big enough to cause any real harm, only maybe a small bruise if one had weak skin, but hurting someone wasn’t really the point.

Though if anyone were to look above to see where these annoying pebbles were coming from, they would see a rather ominous silhouette, whose only visible in this darkness due to an odd purple light seemingly moving behind them.