#necklace elf

[jal-doodlez]

Leather jacket AU, you say? Based off the arts by candyfoxdraws and random-fandom-ramble and the oneshot by rumo

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What kind of elf is “Tinker”?(part 3)finally

In this third part of my hc I’m gonna go..well, full head-canon here. I don’t actually have anything major from the show to work with, so everything here will be based on the primal descriptions and head-canons based of of some ideas of mine and of some other theories I’ve seen on the tumblr hashtag #tdp theory.

As you know, I already compared the markings and desings of the other elven groups that we’ve seen in the show to Tinkers and concluded that he has to be at least part ocean or earth elf. Since I LOVE the idea of mermaids in the tdp universe(and tinker quite frankly doesn’t look like a mermaid), I’m gonna go ahead say that out of the two it’s probably earth elf.

I have a few reasons to believe that tinker being earth elven would be pretty awesome. One would be how it would link to his profession as a craftsman.

We already know that earth primal magic in one form connects to the minerals in the earth like metals and gems(magic gems probably), so how AWESOME would it be if he could just waltz into a mine and get his stuff for his weapons or pendants right there and then!

( since were already talking about pendants, i wanna take a moment to adress the argument “tinker musst be a moonshadow elf, because he made Runaans pendant!”. Something that many people seem to miss is the fact that tinker makes this pendant, but doesn’t use it. You see, I believe that in theory it shouldn’t matter what kind of magic is in the pendant itself, since the magic comes from the stone of the pendant and person who CASTS the spell. But it doesn’t mean that it has to be usable for the MAKER. I do think that it probably takes some kind of minimal magic to make the pendant, but it doesn’t have to be the magic that the pendant is used for eventually. Also! mini theory!: maybe the stone of the pendant doesn’t have one spell per say, but just a little chunk of plain magic. The spellcaster CREATES whatever spell he needs with that little bit of magic! So the pendant could be used for a variety of spells ranging from “Flos crecere faciam istud!”(make this flower grow) to “mystica arbora”! ;-)

Another reason why I think he belongs to a elf-group other than sunfire or etc, is because his face just looks different. And I don’t just mean his markings. I mean the structure of his face is different.

In some spare time I tried to draw tinker and I noticed that his features seemed to be somewhat similar either to south-east asian features or latino features. I KNOW that sounds like a weird comparison, and I hope it doesn’t rub someone off the wrong way, but looking at some pictures I got on the internet, I hope you see what I mean:

I personally think it would be really cool to see some elves inspired by either latin-american cultur OR south-east-asian cultur, though they would be vastly different.

But the biggest reason why I like the „tinker is biracial sunfire-earth elf“ so much is because of the potential consequence in the story.

I theorised abit about what kind of professions the earth-elves might have based on the description for earth-primal-magic:

Now what I find interesting is the fact that they mention two subgroups for earth amgic; the ground itself(gems, minerals, metalls, stone) and mother nature(plants and animals). This would suggest that not all earth elves share the same set of powers.

This could mean that there are multiple professions that could be assosiated with the earth elves. I imagine that it could be the following:

earth elves connected to the gems, stone and minerals of the earth are mine workers. They go underground and locate/optain all of the materials that elven society needs from the ground.

elves connected to the plants are involved in the agricultural industry and are responsible for the harvests.

elves connected to all of the living creatures do all the jobs dealing with said creatures: farming, pest-control, hostlers/stablemen, etc.

You may have noticed that while all of these professions would make sense, none of them are really respectable professions.

Also; I could see how some fans might call it rather racist to give these “low” jobs to latino/asian coded caracters😬

But I think that alone the existence of these jobs could add some much desired tension to the story.

@true-neutral-earth-elf already made a post where they discussed how ocean-elves and earth-elves might not get allong with the other elven groups so well here . Basically, earth-elves don’t get allong with sunfire-, moonshadow- and starelves because they decided to kick all the humans out of xadia because some few people f*ck*d up. It’s really interesting so I would suggest to go check it out!

Now on top of this you have the possible professions of the earth elves, which are not the most prestigious ones to be fair. Infact, throughout history people of these professions have been missused, abused, miss treated, underpaid and screwed over consistently, so if the show decides to be a bit more realistic and potentially a bit more grim, I could imagine that the earth elves might suffer under some form of oppression like this. This could be another explanation for why we don’t see any obvious earth elves at the boarder; either the other elves don’t respect them enough to fight alongside them, or the earth elves hate their “oppressors” to much to fight with them.

But I think that if this is the case then that WILL come to bite the other elves back in the ass REAL HARD. I mean think about it: if the sunfire-elves were to start a greater war with the humans and the earth elves suddenly decided to fight with the HUMANS, then the other elves would be so fantastically screwed for sure! they wouldn’t have their miner, their pest-control, their farmers. Their economy could colapse AND the earth elves could use their intel against them, so yeah, screwed.

But if there is this potential conflict between the earth elves and the other elves, what would this mean if Tinker IS biracial? Or what would that do to tinkers and runaans relationship?

For the first question I think it would depend on where/with whom he grew up. As a bi/multiracial person myself, I know that your attitude and connection to certain cultures really depends on how close you are to said culture. In my case, I grew up in switzerland with my german mom and my african-american and part native american dad, but I obviously have most of my manerisms from my home city of Zürich. I hardly have any connection with my cherokee heritage and the only contact I ever had with my dads hometown[detroit] growing up was mostly through FaceTime with my relatives. I still felt the influences though growing up around my dad and his love for black history.(and history in general).

So in the case of Tinker it would really depend on wether he grew up with the earth elves, or the sunfire elves. The difference would be HUGE. It would affect how he views the human-xadian conflict, his outlook on life, how he behaves around strangers or friends, how easily he opens up to people, etc.

I think it‘s more likely that he grew up with the sunfire leves, since we know that he‘s a craftsman, and because it would be allot more logical( and quite frankly healthier) in regards to his relationship with Runaan. For one it would be less likely that runaan would meet an „earth elf from the mines“ than a „sunfire elf from a weapons-shop“. But either way, there would still to be at least some conflict between the two men since we all know that Runaan doesn‘t think so highly of humans...

We could have ourselves some sweet sweet angst😎😭😎. Afterall, just because you don‘t live with in your „other culture“, doesn‘t mean that you don‘t care about it; and more importantly, it doesn‘t mean it doesn‘t shape you in some ways, because (as I know myself) it most CERTAINLY DOES! I could see Tinker and Runaan getting into some hefty arguments about the whole border situation and about the treatment of humans and maybe that of the other „less fortunate“ elven groups, a.k.a ocean and earth elves.

What I would be really curious about though, is what side would tinker be on if it came to a fight?

Cause as @true-neutral-earth-elf mentioned in their post, if it ever came to a fight between elves, we could see a earth-ocean alliance and a sunfire-moonshadow-startouched alliance, with the skywing elves being kinda torn in the middle. Where would he go then?

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I believe that Tinkers heritage will at least play a decent role in the story of the dragon prince! Wether it is in connection to his crafting skills or the possible conflicts within the elven race, he will have a bigger part to play.

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Also I have a sneaking suspicion that he could turn out to be a really powerful mage.

but that‘s a theory for another day~

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If you have any questions or counter arguments for me, feel free to chat me up!

Part one| part two |

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[rumowrites]

Something just occured to me:

I've always assumed Runaan being tall with his 6'4 BUT what if that's normal for elves? What if sunfire elves are even taller and his mystery bf is a head taller than him?

Help?!

[dragonprinceknight]

“Be safe,” he signed. “Come back home.” {x} 

in my fic the mystery elf is deaf because of a little headcanon that I may have taken too far  Also, even though I’m pretty sure he’s a sun elf, he’s also cute in moon elf colors. So. Have both.

[jal-doodlez]

I wanted to post some Tinkaan art for pride month but seeing as I had an entire month to do so and it is now 3 AM, July 1st with have to do

[rumowrites]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My One-shot in the Motorcycle Race AU is now up on AO3. I made some minor adjustments and added a paragraph or two.

[rumowrites]

Talents

Runaan×Tinker fanfìction!

Dated when both were still younger (and hoplessly in love even though they wouldn't admit it).

It's all on my tumblr and AO3 (Rumo (Triteia)) but doesn't show in the search result because of links so should you want to read it head over to my profile and search for "Talents"!

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Talents, Part 3

Read in on AO3 here Chapter one is here

This time Runaan get’s sent out to kill and Tinker is anxiously awaiting his return.

A few weeks after, Runaan was called off for an important mission. A huge honour, considering his age. They had both passed the trial a couple of days prior. Runaan with flying colours and a new record time and Tinker magically managed to not come last. The combat lessons Runaan had given him were more effective than he thought.

Despite the joy he felt for the elf he now was proud to call a friend at least, the sting of loss was apparent. When Tink gave him one of his creations that could replicate the healing spell as a parting gift the night before their departure, he had a hard time fighting back tears.

In his mind he knew Runaan was good. Very good. But the small nagging voice in his head grew louder and louder the nearer the hour of goodbye came. He couldn’t suppress a whispered “Be careful.” when he handed him the little enchanted bracelet. The tall elf nodded with a small smile “Of course. Thank you, I hope I won’t need it.” With that, he turned and joined the rest of his group to prepare for the next morning.

A small smile appeared on his face when Tinker realised he kept the hairstyle he’s made the other elf that day in the forest. Even the decorative hair ties were the same. Still, he couldn’t help but notice how young his friend looked, standing there between the most praised assassins of whole Xadia. They all had a good fifteen to twenty years of experience on him and Tink hoped they would use it to protect the youngest among them.

The weeks passed and he got more and more worried for Runaan. Meanwhile, Tinker had started an apprenticeship with the local jewellery and sword smith. He loved the work and found his natural talent exceeded the limited tools he had at home, soon. Varou, his mentor gave him every opportunity to try new things and experiment. He even had some customers already who regularly commissioned enchanted trinkets either as a gift or to take on missions. His days were usually busy but at night when he was alone in his own bed, the thoughts spiralling in his head wouldn’t leave him alone.

The giant leap his hear made once the bells announced the return of Runaan’s group was gigantic. It was late afternoon almost five weeks after they left and he was on his way home from an exhausting day at work, when he heard the familiar melody. Without a second thought, he raced towards the assembly place where he knew the group would most likely be found. He skirted to a halt once the familiar long white hair came into view. Amidst the stern but tired looking Assassins stood Runaan, back ramrod straight as his Leader informed the council about their mission. Upon seeing his unharmed, Tink released a breath he wasn’t aware that he was holding. Apparently everything went well, all four targets were put down and none of the elves sported any major injuries. He patiently waited until the assassins were released and Runaan came walking towards him once he spotted him at the edge of the crowd.

“I’m glad you are back.” Tinker started with a smile once his friend reached him. “I was a little worried that you took so long.” The other elf looked down at him with a slight smirk “I told you it would be fine.” Although Runaan seemed to be genuinely happy to see him, there was a certain pain in his expression Tink couldn’t quite place. “Do you, uh, have to be somewhere tonight?” the assassin examined his boots thoroughly before starting again “I mean, um, would you like to do something? We haven’t seen each other in a while I am sure there is a lot I have to catch up on.”

For a second, Tink’s heart threatened to just stop beating altogether. He just came back and the first thing he wanted to do was spent time with him. Him of all people? “I would love to but don’t you have a family that’s waiting for you?” Surely his parents were already expecting him back. “I um-“ Runaan started, fumbling with his braid “-yeah I, I should go.” He looked so put out that Tink reconsidered his response. His usually stern face was a circus of emotions, everything flickering over the elegant features for a split seconds and disappearing again. When Runaan turned to leave, he reached out to grab his wrist “Wait! How about tomorrow? I have to work until about five but afterwards we could meet up at the old well in the forest.” The lack of a reaction disturbed him slightly, and he quickly let go of the other’s arm “If you like that is?” he added in a faint attempt for a response. The tall elf blinked a few times, exhaustion now evident in his turquoise eyes “Yeah, I would like that. See you tomorrow.”

The next day, Tink hurried back from the workshop to be on time. A customer came in in the last second so he couldn't leave earlier.

When he reached the spot they were supposed to meet, Runaan was already there, sitting on the stone wall of the well, feet dangling in the air. Contrary to his combat uniform yesterday, he now wore a very form fitting undershirt and wide flowing pants that danced in the wind. His hair was open and flowed down his shoulders like a shimmering waterfall, making him look like an otherworldly creature.

Tink stopped in his tracks, staring until the other turned towards him. “Hey, um - sorry I'm late.”  

Runaan just smiled gesturing for him to join him on the wall. “You're not I was just early.” Upon closer, he looked even more tired than yesterday. Deep dark circles surrounded the otherwise sparkling eyes that now had lost their shimmer. He spotted a few bruises along his arms and shoulders where the assassin probably parried an enemy’s blow.

Runaan shifted a little uncomfortably under his gaze, looking ahead into the forest before turning to face him. “So? What happened while I was gone?”

Tinker gave a brief summary of what happened in their village and then explained how he'd started the apprenticeship and was now working at Varou's shop. Runaan hummed in agreement every once in a while but otherwise seemed content with simply listening.

Finally, when he found he had nothing more to tell Tink looked at the other apologetically “I would ask you about your mission but I know you are probably not allowed to talk about it, right?”

Runaan nodded, a sudden pain in his eyes “Yes, I've sworn an oath to keep it to myself. Maybe I will even have to leave again, soon. The council has already issued another order.” The statement made Tink pause for a moment. Last he knew the other hadn’t been an official part of the dark squadron yet. When expected to leave on a mission again it could only mean he now was one of them. At only sixteen that would make him the youngest elf ever to be allowed a place in the ranks of Xadia’s elite forces. “So they made you one of them? That’s great! Your parents must be so proud of you.” The pain in Runaa’s eyes changed to cold emptiness so fast it made Tinker shiver.

It took a while before the other spoke, eyes fixed on his hands where he fiddled with the bracelet Tink had given him. “I um, I don’t have any. Not anymore that is.”

Suddenly, the events from last night came back, making him feel sick. “I’m so sorry, I had no idea.” He desperately wanted to hug the other elf but didn’t know if it was a welcome gesture.

“It’s okay, they died an honourable death, defending Xadia. Their border patrol got ambushed by humans three years ago. They both stayed behind so others could escape with the Intel they gathered.” Slowly, the life came back into his eyes, a small sad smile forming on his lips.  “I’m still sorry.” Tink finally said, gently squeezing the other’s shoulder. They sat in silence until the sun was completely absent from the dark sky. Simply enjoying each other’s presence.

“I should go.” Runaan finally stated and hopped down from his spot on the well. “I have training tomorrow morning.” Nodding, Tink also stood, collecting the bag he’s placed on the grass upon arriving. “It was nice to see you again.” “Yeah, yeah it was.” Runaan agreed, turning in the direction of his house “Maybe we can meet again later this week?” the question sounded so hopeful, Tinkers heart skipped a beat or two. He grinned at the other elf “Definitely”.

That night, Runaan couldn’t find sleep. Just as the other nights before, the terrified faces of his victims floated through his mind as soon as he closed his eyes. Every time he tried to think of something else, Tinker appeared with his handsome features and gentle eyes.

With a sigh, he got up again, reaching for one of his training shirts and made his way downstairs. Two years ago he’d redecorated the large living area and now stood in an almost empty room that sported targets and dummies strewn aligned along the walls. The ceiling was covered in different sized handles and gaps so one could move from one side of the room to the other. Ever since his parents died, he never really had guests and figured to put the living area in better use.

Now, he jumped to grab one of the bars for a few pull-ups before he picked up his bow and nocked the first arrow. Runaan shot until his arms quivered, exhaustion sitting deep in his bones, after setting the weapon aside, he drifted in an exhaustion induced sleep on the couch, the only piece of furniture he had kept.

A few hours later the first rays of sunshine awoke him way to early and he realized he would probably be late for training if he didn’t hurry. He didn’t bother with eating but only pinned his hair back in haste and dressed in fresh clothes before grabbing his twin swords and rushing out the door. 

Chapter 4