#khaeios

@khaeios: If  I  am  a  monster,  perhaps  you  should  speak  more  softly  to  me,  then.  Monsters  are  dangerous  beasts,  and  just  now  kings  seem  to  be  dying  like  flies. // so that royal au

it was bold for any subject of his to be so brash, so blunt to his face. he respects it, but also finds it amusing. as a kingslayer king, as a godslayer god, mydeimos knows no equal to his strength, for none exist. but here this outsider, this unashamed voice dares speak up about how he should speak to them, and the king laughs as he rises from his bloody crystalline throne and walks down to meet them.

as soon as he meets them, he grabs them by the jaw and lifts them to their feet, golden eyes gazing into theirs as he tilts his head.

@khaeios: Phainon flicks Kaeya with their tail and shyly offers a carrot. A gift!

   That gets a small laughter out of him, a ear flicking curiously towards the perfectly appetizing carrot he's being offered. A courting gift... well, he sure feels courted! 

without fail, they drag themselves to the dawn device, to look up at kephale and hope that maybe, just maybe, they will give them the answers they seek in how to usher era nova to the people of amphoreus. they want to yell at them, to get answers, but when they approach, they see that shadow of khaos already there, exhausted, but still determined to talk.

a sigh leaves phainon as they look to the statue properly, a hand over their heart as they shake their head.

"i remember here in my current life time, and every time before... where i come here, and yell at kephale for giving the world a lie that they hold onto this world... what do they hold onto? nothing. you know that, when you keep cutting the chains, khaos..." they looked at them with a squint.

@khaeios - you  shouldn't  have  to  see  me  like  this. // for mydei :3 \ ༘⋆｡ where it hurts

( 🦁 ) THERE THEY ARE. the tone that they'd heard over the last six months returning to a time before ---- .. had he been so damned blind ? phainon of aedes elysiae had betrayed the lot of them. betrayed him.

he'd been a FOOL.

❛ HKS .. SPARE ME. ❜ the growl that escapes his throat is biting , arms crossed as he kept his body turned away from the ' deliverer ' that'd gone from marching the other heirs to their deaths .. slow .. as they closed in upon him.

THE CRYSTALIZED LION that prowled the arena roared , the echo almost deafening despite the skies above crumbling as the black tide swallowed all ; the once patient and curious thing that enjoyed the others company seemed to have nothing but ire.

THE END OF the demigod of strife's spear cracks into the ground , armored grip tight around the pole of his weapon. ❛ YET YOU SHOW yourself anyway deliverer. come to take the last 'flame you need to END this journey of yours in blood ? ❜ blazing yellow finally turning to narrow at them ; a mixture of anger and betrayal within them ---- at the man he had found worthy to have his back.

A WORTH HE regretted giving.

send me    ‘  ♡ _  ♡ ‘    and my muse will admit one to three ( 1-3 )  features of your muse  ( physical or personality )   that they find incredibly attractive. 

   ' Fine, I'll give PhaiPhai and Khassy one, and two for Khaos. ...Actually, one for each of you, I'm impartial. Tomby, come here too.

   For PhaiPhai... your voice really does something to me. I like when it gets low and a bit growling, I like the switch, that there's something more subtle underneath your composed mask... it really makes my spine tingle. Actually, if you could do it more- I don't know why our ears are made to directly turn noises whispered into those in arousal, but it sure works...

   For Khassy: you're so warm. I feel like a lazy lizard sprawling on a rock under the sun trying to hug you, it's so nice and I want to feel warm all over. ... I feel like you three are making me discover things about what I like and what gets me going without my brain trying to think about it first-

   For Khaos: this is going to go straight to your ego, siiiiiigh. But you deserve to feel good. ...Your smugness is very attractive, you ass. You know how to get me going, you know how to make me react to things even better than how I think I'll react myself, and... well, you're right. You and PhaiPhai know what I need, and also what I want, and I like when you smirk before... well, before you don't make me walk for a week straight. Oh, this is most definitely going to get to your ego. The... passion you treat me with is new to me. I don't think anybody has ever wanted me this badly before, sometimes I just can't think about much else...

@khaeios: Phainon lay stretched out on their king's bed, freshly bathed and dressed in a sheer chiton of iridescent white and deep red. Only one of their shoulders is covered by the sheer fabric, the other bare, and their golden tattoo on their chest gleams in the candlelight. Their chiton hangs loose all the way to their waist, baring their lean, battle-scarred torso, and their muscles stretch and flex under their skin as they lean back onto their palms, giving their king a good view as he walks in. They tilt their head to the side, letting their golden sun mark catch the candlelight from under their choker, and their smile takes a smug turn as they see just how flustered they had him. Demigod or not, they still knew exactly how to rile him up. "Like what you see?"

arriving back from his long, tiring meeting with some high ranked figures amongst the kremnoan people, mydei was more than excited to just lay down and rest for a while. but when mydei opens the door and notices his beloved laying there in a certain way, he stops mid walk and stands by the door, golden eyes studying the sight before him and cheeks dust gold.

swallowing a thick lump that formed, he quickly shut the door behind him and walked over, gauntlets quickly removed and placed neatly despite the speed he was at and he crawls on top of phainon, hunger cntrolling every move as he runs a hand across their skin, natural claws nicking skin like they tend to do before he comes face to face with them, eyes bright with desire and knowing they were fully intending this to go one way, and he was not escaping it.

"you dare present yourself like that and run the risk someone else got to see this before me?" he asked, possessiveness lacing his tongue as he leans down and kisses the sun on their neck, teeth grazing it and the choker.

@khaeios: i'll admit, i truly enjoyed putting you down. // reverse au ;3 phai just wants to play with the lion

exhausted golden eyes look up at them as he wakes from his recent death by their hands. sure, it wasn't permanent, but the sting still exists as he pushes himself up and looks at the strife demigod and he shakes his head. why they enjoy this, why they find this so fun baffled the kremnoan prince. this was the power his people followed, when his path led him to a grander, but more cruel fate.

"you're abusing strife for your own sick amusement..." mydei hissed at phainon, dusting himself off as he did.

   He's remarkably placid and pleased with himself when Khaos lifts him by the scruff of Phainon's shirt. This rascal of an Enigma has the galls to look innocent too, big periwinkle eye wide in surprise before it breaks into a giggle. A very cute giggle, with his light body barely moving after the seizement has happened.

   ' Not when it comes to you, ' he confesses, beginning to use the dying momentum of the swinging to try and land in Khaos lap. Of course, this implied that they'd let him go at some point- or he'd crash into them like a little Enigmatic ball of affection towards the much taller creature that is his boyfriend. 

   ' I love you very much- so I annoy you! '