ethari @runaan at some point probably : listen i know you’re trying to put a hit on me
and i don’t know if it’s the flirty kind or the assassin-y
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ethari @runaan at some point probably : listen i know you’re trying to put a hit on me
and i don’t know if it’s the flirty kind or the assassin-y
eth.ari has really nice long and calloused fingers. he doesn’t get burns or cuts all too frequently, though they do naturally happen per job hazard, but it’s always on what you’d expect least bc, y’know, you’re more cautious and trained for the most likely culprits
you can bet that ethari embeds as many protective enchantments into his jewelry, weapons, etc as he possibly can --- especially for friends, family, and their teams
ethari really needs the please don’t talk to me ; i have no self control and will talk to you for two hours sign
* kafka on the shore prompts
kafka on the shore is a novel by haruki murakami. tw: blood.
‘ sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. ’
‘ until then, just relax and take it easy. ’
‘ probably just a bruise. ’
‘ can’t fall asleep? ’
‘ better get a move on. ’
‘ thanks for everything. ’
‘ call it a hunch. ’
‘ they look like somebody else’s hands, not my own. ’
‘ it sounds strange for a boy your age to use a word like damaged. ’
‘ do people start wars out of anger? or fear? ’
‘ that’s the only way you’re going to survive. ’
‘ you poor thing. ’
‘ i’ve been worried about you ever since. ’
‘ give it a good night’s sleep and you should feel better. ’
‘ you were hurt badly, and those scars will stay with you forever. i feel sorry for you, i really do. but think of it like this: it’s not too late to recover. you’re young, you’re tough. you’re adaptable. you can patch up your wounds, lift up your head and move on. ’
‘ i’m a very cautious person. ’
‘ most kids your age wouldn’t make it this far. ’
‘ i could’ve run over and been right there beside you when you woke up, but i figured that’d be a bit of a shock. ’
‘ do you know why people have to do such cruel things like that to other people? ’
‘ maybe we better be getting back. ’
‘ i’m sorry i woke you up so late last night. but you’re the only one i could count on. ’
‘ that’s very kind of you. ’
‘ even if it means sacrificing yourself, you have to pursue it to the bitter end. ’
‘ i hate cops. ’
‘ well, let’s go grab some breakfast. ’
‘ for when you get hungry. ’
‘ are you kidding me? ’
‘ i’m hanging in there. ’
‘ it isn’t worth it. i don’t want to see you die some miserable teenage death like billy the kid. ’
‘ okay, but i’ve never seen anybody sleep so much before. ’
‘ people will bleed there, and you will bleed too. ’
‘ i love that story. ’
‘ i’ve done some pretty awful things in my life too. ’
‘ you’ll drive me nuts if you keep it up. ’
‘ then you’re not so dumb after all. ’
‘ i could be wrong, but i think that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile. ’
‘ we’re part of a family. ’
‘ but one thing is certain. when you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. that’s what this storm’s all about. ’
‘ you’re like some scared little kid, afraid of the silence and the dark. ’
‘ i feel like crying, but even if i do, nobody’s going to come to my rescue. ’
‘ the first thing you have to do is believe that. that’s your starting point. ’
‘ and when i finally woke up, i couldn’t remember a thing. ’
‘ i need someplace that’s safe and warm. where i can escape to for a while and pull myself together. ’
LISTEN HERE’S ( another ) PLOTTING CALL to get verse/ dynamics/ deets/ whatever we want hammered out or just chat ; let’s get some things really going on here a n d
[ 1 / 2 ] ‵ ' my love will be with you , even when the moon is not ' - how remarkably touching . ‵ so rare a moment he finds himself free of viren's side , but the startouched has had enough time to s q u a n d e r such to know how to use it efficiently && sowing these seeds holds invaluable contingency . from the reflection of a mirror he weaves && he weaves , speaking silk .
‵ it pains me to see that bond so … needlessly severed . perhaps there is more information to be illuminated than what your comfortable shadows have allowed . ‵ [ 2 / 2 ;; . aaravos ♥ ]
Had Runaan crossed this fabled elf?
Horror sparks from fingertips, igniting a numbness to toe that renders him agape. How familiar the promise echoes, now bittersweet and distant ; how distorted those words sound from those lips, foreign and burning. His heated own quenched with them, sputtering to nothing, and there’s a hook he knows —- beware — — but a desperation cares little ( nurtures a sprout ). How deep has its roots sunk?
… needlessly severed…
“Do not speak of him to me.”
… more information to be illuminated…
Anything’s malleable with the right conditions ; with a secret beyond grasp, a fate much more valuable than his, he’s tethered ( he should go ; go and not think back ). But that means finality, doesn’t it? The secret will indelibly slip free.
What happened?
the last time i made you one of these, it carried a message of death. this one will carry a message of life.
an indie ethari of the dragon prince | dash only | written by elm.
We all move forward anyway. Ripples in all directions.
“I await the day she understands that ; she’s always been a stubborn child.” Where humor once revelled brows give and crease ; it weighs his mind so — a load at times so normalized and forgotten, and at others so terribly crushing. “Though I worry sometimes that we’re sending her in the wrong one.”
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RICHARD SIKEN / WAR OF THE FOXES Change pronouns as necessary and tweak sentences as appropriate!
I am faithful to you, darling.
When you bang on the wall you have to remember you’re on both sides of it but go ahead, yell at yourself.
Some people don’t understand anything.
He’s easy to desire since there’s not much to him.
No one wants to know what’s in his head.
To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.
You’d break your heart to make it bigger.
Will you defend yourself? From me, I mean.
Let’s kill something.
I prefer to blame others, it’s easier.
All these ghosts come streaming down and I wish I had something else.
We all move forward anyway. Ripples in all directions.
What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn’t know it’s dead.
All thoughts finish themselves eventually.
Can we love nature for what it really is: predatory?
When you have nothing to say, set something on fire.
I wanted to explain myself to myself in an understandable way.
Something’s not right about what I’m doing but I’m still doing it.
The enormity of my desire disgusts me.
Look away but I’m still there.
Want something to chase you? Run.
Take only what you need.
Never finish a war without starting another.
I’ve seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.
The fear: that nothing survives. The greater fear: that something does.
All these things and what to do with them. We carve up the world all the time.
I like dead things. They cannot hurt me.
We like things related to our survival: soup, arrows - they expand the range of the species.
My body is a graveyard.
People like to think war means something.
Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other. We know who our enemies are. We know.
There are many loves but only one war.
You will need to comfort him, or we will never be finished with this.
You cannot have an opponent if you keep saying yes.
Its roots in the ground and its branches in the air, a tree is pulled in two directions.
The boy is a bird, bad bird. He falls out of trees.
You cannot get in the way of anyone’s path to God. You can, but it does no good.
Some say God is where we put our sorrow.
In the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness.
What can you know about a person?
Difficult thing, to be scrutinized so long.
Even when I look away I am still looking.
Everyone secretly wants to collaborate with the enemy, to construct a truer version of the self.
How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?
Why build a room you can live in? Why build a shed for your fears?
There wasn’t much left but it felt like him, wild and scared.
The best part of spirituality is reverence. There are other parts. Some people like to hear the sound of their own voice.
If you don’t believe in God, then who are you talking to?
But truth doesn’t count in law, only proof.
Was I discovered or invented? Feels like I’ve always been here.
Measure yourself against the truth and not the other way around.
Perfect and completely dead.
People don’t learn anything unless they are afraid of being left behind.
Logic is boring because it works. Being unreasonable is exciting.
I am your arrival, there is no refusal, we are here, you see, together, we are already here.
This is also part of the story: how the story changes. This is something I forgot to tell you.
You might like it here. I think that you might like it here.
I tell you these things because I love you.
It’s nothing like I thought it would be and closer to what I meant.
Maybe we will wake up to the silence of shoes at the foot of the bed not going anywhere.
It reminds me of where I was going without you.
You know what it’s like to be alone: gimlets and vermicide. You know what it’s like to be alive, so forgiveness.
You asked me once, What are we made of? Well, these are the things we’re made of.
I turned my ears in all directions. I’ll live alone or in between.
Everyone needs a place. It shouldn’t be inside of someone else.
Your body told me in a dream it’s never been afraid of anything.
I live in big spaces, so I’m left alone in big spaces.
We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow. We smuggled ourselves into ourselves. Haunted by each other’s knowledge.
To hide somewhere is not surrender, it is trickery.
I try to guess your trajectory and end up telling my own story.
I surrender my desire to be healed.
Take it or leave it, and for the most part you take it.
Shame comes from vanity. Shame means you’re guilty, like the rest of us, but you think you’re better than we are. Maybe you are.
There is no new me, there is no old me, there’s just me, the same me, the whole time.
Don’t try to make a stronger wind, you’ll wear yourself out. Build a better sail.
You want to solve something? Get out of your own way.
What’s the difference between me and the world? Compartmentalisation.
I hope it’s love. I’m trying really hard to make it love.
I clawed my way into the light but the light is just as scary.
I’d rather quit. I’d rather be sad. It’s too much work.
I mean, maybe it’s better if my opponent wins.
What happens when I no longer want to meet you?
Nothing lasts forever: we know this.
Longing and suffering? Of course, of course. You want it to mean something.
You can disconnect it or you can try to glue it all together.
We could pull it apart, spend our whole lives pulling it apart and have no time left to do anything smart with the pieces.
The sooner you embrace it, the sooner it will leave you.
You are what you cover up.
Noise and more noise. Noise up to heaven.
One wonders why a story like this exists.
I want to give you more but not everything. You don’t need everything.
Someone has to leave first.
He was pointing at the moon but I was looking at his hand.
All this was prepared for me. All this was set in motion long ago.
I stayed as long as I could. Now look at the moon.
What does all this love amount to?
Thought dump. I’m just going to edit some preliminary developmental things, hcs, and stuff like that throughout the rest of the day:
Ethari’s pretty warm and friendly to people by default.
He has a Forge Voice (tm) and a Normal Voice (tm).
Ethari’s big thing with his work is subtleties like. It makes the guy so happy.
He’s a definitely fairly expressive by Moonshadow conventions.
He’s all about excuses to experiment with his work. It’s super easy to enable him.
He can also get a fair bit of a mischievous streak going?
He really likes tea, but it gets too hot to drink the the forge. But he’ll go through a ton of it if he’s going through notes or just idle.
If he’s working he’s also the person to drink it all right away while it’s still nice and hot --- or he’ll completely forget about it until two hours later when it’s long cold.
If Ethari likes someone in any capacity beyond acquaintance be prepared to receive spontaneous crafted items and/ or extra work to be put into anything he makes for them.
RULES & ABOUT
If you’ve managed to make it here, thank you. My rules should be fairly straightforward if a bit long (I’m so sorry), but if you need clarification, please don’t hesitate to ask. I would be happy to elaborate.
Portrayal
This is my characterization, and you are by no means obligated to follow me for any reason! If you have questions, though, on my and/or my character’s decisions, you are more than welcome to ask.
I am very open to constructive criticism in terms of writing or whatever may strike you; I find it helpful, and I’m always looking to improve .
I’m almost always experimenting with live action face claims, so I should have something available, but we’ll see when I actually settle on one.
Activity
I’m going to be completely honest --- I’m glacially slow. I’m a full time PhD student, have a research assistantship, work off campus part time, among other obligations. I’m always moving; I’m always tired and wired on caffeine; I write most often when I work from home and when it strikes. And honestly that’s when all the weird posting happens.
I may post responses and asks as I go, all at once, or queue them. It really depends on the alignment of the stars in that moment. That being said, I can be a bit of a draft squirrel and stash them, so if I’ve had something for a while that you’ve been looking forward to or would like back please, please let me know. I’d be super happy to bump it up and get it out!
If you hound me for replies, though, or try to guilt me, I’m probably dropping them.
Otherwise I do have discord, so please don’t hesitate to ask for it if we’re mutuals!
Threading
Starter calls, plotting calls, and general threading are reserved for mutuals only ; memes and open starters are open to everyone.
I have a right to be selective in what I respond to, and that will really vary depending on the day.
I actively discourage reblog karma on my blog, though. If you wish to reblog memes from me, I maintain and encourage that you should be able to without feeling obligated to send something in, and I much prefer receiving asks in genuine want of interaction or response to that. It also makes me happy if someone finds something useful or that they like on my blog.
However, that being said, I will attempt to keep tabs on those who do express a preference for reblog karma, and I will try to send something in and/or reblog from the source for those individuals.
I’m flexible with length, although I find that the length of threads generally grows with: 1) how much our characters have interacted, 2) how much we’ve talked ooc, and 3) the establishment of plot and direction. So if you’d like to write longer threads, please don’t hesitate to come talk to me ( because I’ll be all over that ).
English is my native language, although I would be eager to thread in French with a bit of patience.
I’m not a linguistic prescriptivist at all ; I don’t care how strictly you adhere to [“standard” English variety] or “correctness” or not. Just write as it seems natural to your character and you.
Following
I can be a bit slow at following people back I’ve realized. Please don’t let that scare you away, though ; the best way to get my attention for nonmutuals, honestly, is to send in a meme ( recently posted or through the tag ; either way ).
I know there are some anxieties surrounding this topic, and I know it’s common decency, but I still feel the need to explicitly state this : if you ever feel the need to unfollow/ block/ whatever me, please don’t be afraid or hesitate to, mutuals or not ; I will not ask questions, vague, guilt, or hound you. However, if you do feel like you want or need to talk to me about this in any capacity, I invite you to so I may reflect, learn, and do better. Do what makes you feel happy and safe on your blog, and I ask that you extend that same respect to me.
Mains and Exclusivity
I am open to having mains of each character, though this requires a developed IC and OOC relationship, and I won’t be posting calls for this. My philosophy’s kind of that if we aren’t at a point where we’re comfortable bringing this up or asking, we’re not there yet ----- or on the flipside you pretty much know you’re mains and that’s that. But just come talk to me about it, yeah?
With few exceptions I will probably not practice exclusivity within a character’s fandom, but we’ll see. Outside, if we’ve developed our characters’ relationship and interacted enough, please feel free to contact me about it.
Shipping
Usually I tend to ship based on chemistry, but with how integral his relationship with Runaan is to his story, Ethari’s endgame will be considered with Runaan.
With that in mind:
I will not automatically ship with any Runaan, but just talk to me honestly. I just want to make sure we’re comfortable communicating ooc, we know boundaries, that we can develop and test chemistry between our portrayals before diving headlong, and all that jazz.
(General) you are absolutely welcome to reference a non-specific Runaan in threads with Ethari. Seriously, have at it. The guy’ll be super happy.
I’ll probably be super willing to go ship exclusive with a Runaan (if not completely) should the situation arise, but that requires extensive ooc and ic interaction.
If you still want to ship with Ethari, I’m all for exploring past relationships or AUs, so please still come talk to me if you want to.
Other shipping rules are the typical mun and muse (canonical and portrayal) must be of age, I won’t thread smut (sorry, but I’m down for discussing sexlife),
Restrictions and Tagging
I generally do not post ns//fw content, but, in the case that I do, it’ll simply be tagged as ns//fw.
If you need me to tag something, please don’t hesitate to ask. Similarly, if I miss a tag somewhere, come tell me.
I will not thread the following topics: non/dubcon ( and allegories to such as a/b/o verse ), mpreg, cancer ( or similar condition ), smut
Miscellaneous
Please don’t reblog headcanons without asking me first.
I’m totally cool with AUs and crossovers, and I’m prepared to have to do some anyway, so please don’t be afraid to hit me up about one or twenty.
I am duplicate friendly ( and a bit of a nerd for them ). Same holds for OCs.
I reserve the right to alter my rules at any point in time; however, I ask that you ultimately treat my partners, my character, and me with respect.
Mun
I’m not as scary as I sound, honestly. I’m Elm, I’m 27, I have three animals, and my timezone is CST.
If you ever want to message me and don’t know what to say or how to break the ice, just go ahead and send me a pun.
ETHARI
UNDER CONSTRUCTION Name: Ethari Age: 36 Birthday: September 5 Gender: Masc Occupation: Blacksmith Nationality: Xadian/ Moonshadow Elf Bio: Upcoming, but here’s his wiki in the meantime and another to headcanons.
the last time i made you one of these, it carried a message of death. this one will carry a message of life.
an indie ethari of the dragon prince | dash only | written by elm.