the nameless hero

Ind. Phainon / Khaslana from Honkai: Star Rail.

Multi-fandom and OC friendly

Cross-over friendly with lots of AUs! (wip)

18+, not spoiler-free. Laid back/casual activity, mostly here for good times!

Mutuals only for interactions, please.

Rules ( Carrd with profile and other info) | Perma Starter/Inbox call | About Phainon + post-amphoreus

Rp Memes tag | Multi-muse sideblog

Hello all.

I'll try not to ramble too much so I get straight to the point.

I've been experiencing a bit of RP burnout, so rather than forcing myself and stressing over getting drafts done, I'll put this blog on a hiatus for a little while. How long? I'm not sure, could be a week or two, could be some months. I do plan to return, that much is certain, but I know I gotta take care of my health first.

If I owe you starters or anything ship related, know that I have kept a note in my drafts.

For drafts in general, i still may chip them away, I will put them on queue or just post them depending on my mood. But this'll be done when I feel I have the breathing space to actually write.

I do apologise for the sharp drop in activity, but I just get burnt out like this sometimes and need a bit to recover.

suggestive actions/dialogue. I'll find this later.

He felt the way Anaxagoras' slender legs wrapped around his waist. Phainon would support him, even repositioning him a little higher so that Anaxagoras was looking down at him. He liked this, Anaxagoras around him, semi-towering over him. The warrior would carefully avoid his chest cavity; instead, his teeth lightly pull at the clasp of his shirt, opening it up so the sage's neck would become more exposed.

When he saw his boyfriend playing in the grass, currently receiving this attention far from him, Mydeimos sat down to one side and started making him a present. Luckily, he'd learned how to make flower crowns from the children of Okhema. And he's quite good at it, which was a bit of a surprise to him, but he probably inherited this kind, soft gesture from his mother. He wished he could give this flower crown to Phainon. His hands worked delicately on the idea. He seemed to have memorized how big his head was. He hoped so. Mydeimos did it efficiently; it didn't take him long. He chose blue, white, and yellow flowers, of course. For a little teasing, he added red ones too. So he could remember who gave him the flower crown. Mydeimos finally approached his boyfriend, hiding the flower crown behind his back.

"Phainon" He added gently, his body looking like a giant ball of fire or the sun. Mydeimos sighed deeply, his hand gently reaching out from back so he could see the gift he'd made for him. Hand was extended to him.

"I made it. For you. I couldn't dwell on it for too long because I knew you'd catch me, so it's not quite perfect. However, I made it the best I could. I hope you'll wear it with pride." Mydeimos's outstretched hand rose to be at his head level, and he gently placed the flower crown on his head. He smiled, pressing his cheek to the other man. "May your light shine even brighter. You deserve it." Hands touched his cheek. Fingers moved, as if making a map. "May your glow always lead me to you."

They had just this one moment, where their duties did not define their schedules, and they could be ordinary people. Not for long, but enough to get a taste of what life would have been like without a need for the flame chase journey or the chrysos heirs.

Phainon takes a spot on the grassy hill, right where the wind would brush through, but it wasn't too obnoxious, just enough that the breeze was comforting. It subtly rustles his hair, reminding him of a breath from home. His hands would reach out for some flowers, drawn to the red ones. It would be fine if he took just a few; there was plenty of other tall grass he could use. So carefully, with his back turned to Mydei, he would work on a flower crown as well.

He would hum a tune, one Cyrene had hummed before ( nameless faces ), unsure why but simply doing it. His fingers would weave together stems and grass, making sure to secure them together so they would not fall apart when placed on top of a head. He finishes it off with a singular blue flower, thinking that it would be cheeky to hold just a simple reminder of him, unaware that Mydeimos had a similar idea to him.

When he heard his voice, the warrior would tilt his head to the side, turning his attention towards him and noticing what the man had crafted. He rises to his feet, equally keeping his crown hidden behind his back as he allows Mydeimos to coronate him with the crown of flowers. A bashful grin takes place on his face, spread from cheek to cheek as he lets out a sheepish chuckle.

"What a sweet and kind gesture...It seems great minds think alike."

He now pulls out his creation, which wasn't adorned with as much variety of flowers, but the structure was sturdy and functional. His hands would raise to place it on top of the prince's head, right hand tucking some hair behind the warrior's ear as he got a good look at the crown on his head.

As cruelty becomes heroic I'm on your ark Answer me, my sinking ship Where's our tomorrow? Where does our future go? Does our hope have to be sown upon somebody's sorrow?

PALADIN

You’re an idealistic person who is not afraid to stand up for what you believe in. You’ve got strong opinions and you are fully prepared to back up those opinions with your fists, if necessary. Sometimes you might come on a bit strong, but you always have good intentions. You’re very determined and you don’t back down easily. You have a protective side and, ultimately, you’re just trying to make the world a better place. 

OATH OF DEVOTION

i'll find this meme later... </3

He had been waiting quite some time for his meal; the tavern was either busy or understaffed, and he didn't know which. Not that it was a problem, but after travelling for so long and not having much in the ways to eat, Phainon leaned back in his seat until finally, plates of food were put in front of them. One for himself, one for Adonis, and then a dish they decided to share together.

"Ah, it looks so good. Haha, I'm so hung--"

There was a moment of silence as he watched Adonis steal a leg of chicken from his plate. Phainon blinks, processing the fact Adonis was so bold as to steal from his plate.

"Hey!"

The white-haired man pouts-- he wasn't actually upset, but it's a protest over this food theft! His cheeks pout, a childish expression on his face that looks similar to a sulking puppy. Blue eyes would glance at his plate, then Adonis' plate. He hums in thought before picking up his plate and placing it in front of the merman.

"If you're going to be so bold theeeen... You can feed me too. Think you can handle that, Adonis?" He props his elbows up on the table, resting his chin on top of his hands as he closed his eyes, a challenging, cheeky smile on his face.

"C'mon, the food is your responsibility now~ Feed me, Adonny." Rarely does he use nicknames, but when he does, it's usually to be a shit-head, which was his exact intention right now. But was this really an act of mischievousness when the other could just easily take this as a romantic gesture..?