#seeliecourt : evandrin.

[swarmkeep]

evandrin states : here, i'll take care of that.

elias is near tears, struggling as he is to try and cut the onion that is going into the stew for supper. they'd been so insistent about helping @seeliecourt with dinner, and they can't help as much as they wanted to. " i can't make them as small as you do, " he mumbles, big eyes full of tears as he looks up at his dad. " 'm sorry, atar. "

#seeliecourt #seeliecourt : evandrin. #elias. #i assume that elias has like. a magic kid-safe knife for montes.sori reasons yk

[trinketh]

elias has been bouncing off of the walls all day long -- what else is a young boy to do, when it's been raining for nearly a week? he wants to run around, to play -- and his indoor games aren't fun any more.

it helps that @seeliecourt is home now -- elias now has a new and favorite person to focus on. so it's not long after evandrin changes out of his armor and takes a seat that his son clambers into his lap for snuggles and attention, giggling the entire time.

#seeliecourt #seeliecourt : evandrin. #muse : elias alterra.

[questsy-a]

EVANDRIN ASKS  :  Lean on me. It’s okay. Lean on me, I’ve got you.

the boy is more than willing to lean into his father ,  tears slipping down his cheeks .  “ didn’t  --  i didn’t mean to wake you up , ”  he mumbles ,  though he’s latched himself tightly onto @seeliecourt​ now  --  they’ll be no getting out of his grip at this point .  “ i’m sorry ,  atar . ”  to be completely honest ,  even he wasn’t sure what his plan was going to be  --  but it certainly wasn’t to get hurt and upset ,  and it definitely wasn’t to wake evandrin up or  --  even worse  --  to maybe make his papa upset with him .

#seeliecourt #seeliecourt : EVANDRIN ALTERRA. #elias : IN CHARACTER. #IN CHARACTER. ❨ elias alterra. ❩

[cathaedra]

tag drops.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ writing.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ images.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ about.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   evandrin  alterra    /    seeliecourt.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   evandrin  alterra.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   elias  alterra.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   the  ring  of  brass.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   tempus.

ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus  ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel.   asmodeus.

#ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ writing. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ images. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ about. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. evandrin alterra / seeliecourt. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. evandrin alterra. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. elias alterra. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. the ring of brass. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. tempus. #ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ rel. asmodeus. #tag drop

[exandriian]

[ CHECK-IN ] : after receiver has recovered from their wounds, sender visits them in their sickbed to make sure they're okay. - ( Evandrin ) @seeliecourt

       Usually, Patia prefers to deal with her losses and mess ups by herself, but she knows that her friends won’t allow her to do that, not forever anyway. They give her a day or two to gather herself, Laerryn aside, who’d rushed in just minutes after the spell gone wrong, but she at least has to give the others credit for allowing her to get decent before they come to visit.

      “Yes, you MAY come in,” There’s the hint of a smile on her face as she looks up from the book she’d been attempting to read, her only source of joy now that she’s confined to the bed. “And before you ask: I am fine. I have not lost any limbs, and yes, I am embarrassed.”

#seeliecourt #;;it's my destiny i was born to play this game ( patia ) #;;put your fate in your hands ( queue )

[erzmagier-a]

WHAT  TRAGIC  HORROR  TROPE  ARE  YOU?

the  harbinger .    the harbingers have been through fire. you've got the scars to show for it. some people say harbingers are jaded- scary, even, to people who don't understand that the harbinger has seen the edge of the world and survived it. but being the harbinger means you're cursed to watch younger, brighter eyes fall for the same traps you did. trying to help isn't enough for you; you know what they're getting themselves into, and you want to protect them the way no one ever protected you, so why won't they just listen? it's frustrating. it's terrifying. no one should have to live through what you did, and i hope you know that you can't protect everyone but it's damn noble of you to try. it's not your job to save the world but i hope you know you've already made a difference to everyone who has taken your words to heart.

tagged by:  @diviinedevilry​ ! tagging:  @rabespricht​  ;  @hellesfeuer​  ;  @chaoshe​  ;  @moondrrops​  ;  @seeliecourt​  ( for  evandrin )  !

#fuck me ig #DASH GAMES. #STUDY. #ask to tag //

[druidarum]

seeliecourt sent:  ❝ life is full of pain. but there is also love, and beauty. ❞ (from evandrin/seeliecourt to asmodeus) meme      /      accepting

      why do they do this?  asmodeus wonders as they gaze at evandrin,  expressionless.  they tie themselves to hope and love and expect it to carry them through.  time and time again,  asmodeus has shown mortals how easily love and hope are crushed,  but they just won't let them go.  how many more times will it take?

      “evandrin alterra...”  the horned god gazes at the flame-haired man,  their features strikingly similar to the man evandrin loves.  their brow furrows slightly,  forming an almost tender expression.  “you are a fool.”  they speak the words with a honeyed tone.  the resemblance to zerxus might be uncanny if not for asmodeus's deep red skin.

      “how easy it must be to speak of love and beauty,”  asmodeus continues,  “when you are so in love.”  they reach toward evandrin's cheek,  their fingers gently curled so their knuckles can brush his skin.  “and so beautiful...”  they eye him with a longing gaze,  though their eyes are as black as soot.  “and what,  in the end,  will love and beauty do for you?”     /     @seeliecourt​

#seeliecourt #* asmodeus ( meme reply. )

[trinketh]

elias has been fishing with his dad all morning -- it's only fair that his attention span wanders around lunch , and he collapses onto the picnic blanket with his atar , sun - warmed and laughing .

it isn't long after that , though , before @seeliecourt begins to weave flowers through his hair -- and elias immediately stills , to allow evandrin to tend to his hair and to make it even more colorful than its natural red .

he grins , even though his atar cannot see it . " are you making my hair pretty ? " he asks , though he knows the answer .

#seeliecourt #seeliecourt : evandrin. #muse : elias alterra.

[questsy-a]

PAPA  ASKS  :  i’m proud of you.

the  tears  are  burning  in  his  eyes  as  he’s  in  his  father’s  arms  again ,  fingers  holding  on  tight  to  @seeliecourt​  in  the  astral  sea  ( even  though  one  hand  holds  onto  the  journal  that  dad  had  given  him ,  that  he’s  never  going  to  let  out  of  his  sight )  .    “ i  missed  you  so  much , ”    he  says ,  voice  cracking  with  the  power  of  his  emotion .  he  hasn’t  done  anything  right  since  dad  died ,  but  at  least  he’s  with  him  again .

#seeliecourt #seeliecourt : EVANDRIN ALTERRA. #elias : IN CHARACTER. #IN CHARACTER. ❨ elias alterra. ❩

[trinketh]

👫 elias and evandrin

whenever possible, elias likes to get ready for his day alongside evandrin. he loves to feel included, for one, and also thinks that everything his papa does is the coolest and wants to do the same. ( this includes his dad as well -- delighted to be around them both ) .

looking just like evandrin is a massive point of pride for elias while his papa is alive -- being his mini-me is the best. after evandrin's loss, it is far more difficult to bear.

in the years the elias was " alone " in cathmoíra with eaedalus and his family, sometimes, in the quiet of his room at night, elias would talk to evandrin in elvish, even if he never thinks that his atar can hear him ( i leave that up to your discretion ) . he tells evandrin about how much he misses him, how much he misses zerxus, how school is going -- anything he would have told him if he were in person.

once in the astral sea, elias clings to evandrin like his life depends on it. if he can help it, he will never have his papa out of his sight again, especially as they work to find a way to free zerxus.

#headcanon : elias alterra. #seeliecourt : evandrin. #seeliecourt #death tw // #grief tw // #ask to tag //

[cathaedra]

      *      SEELIECOURT      /      ft.   evandrin      —      “      i   don’t   deserve   you,   but   i   want   you   anyway.      ”

evandrin   alterra,   the   first   knight   of   avalir      —      and   he   believes   that   he   does   not   deserve   zerxus?         the   knight   cannot   bear   the   thought.      zerxus   touches   evandrin   gently,   resting   a   hand   atop   his   partner’s   shoulder,   heart   racing   in   his   ears.

“      you   deserve   happiness,      ”            zerxus   replies,   voice   quiet   in   anticipation   and   understanding   of   the   importance   and   profoundness   of   this   moment.            “      and   you   deserve   love      —      and   i   love   you,   @seeliecourt​​.      i   love   you,   and   i   love   elias      —      and   i   wish   that   you   would   trouble   yourself   no   more   with   worries   over   what   you   deserve,   and   lean   instead   of   what   we   have   here   and   now.      that   is   what   matters,   is   it   not?      i   have   seen   much   of   life      —      what   may   be   and   what   may   not.      and   there   is   not   a   world   or   path   i   have   seen   that   i   wish   for   more   than   what   we   might   build   and   grow   together.      ”

#ㅤ * ㅤ zerxus ilerez ㅤ … ㅤ writing. #seeliecourt #GODS @ THEM #fairytale core to the extreme

[adveanture]

    *    @seeliecourt​​    —    SENDER  HAS  JUST  DIED;   RECEIVER  FINDS  OUT    (   evandrin  &  zerxus   ) 

ZERXUS   KNOWS   BEFORE   HE   IS   TOLD.         but   laerryn   tells   him   all   the   same.      it   is   an   added   cruelty   that   he   leaves   evandrin’s   side   only   for   a   little   while      —      only   for   enough   time   to   sleep   and   check   on   elias   at   nydas’s   house.      it   is   proof   of   the   nightmarish   quality   of   the   universe   that   he   returns   home   to   find   laerryn   waiting   for   him      —      to   her   tear-streaked   face,   loquatius   just   behind   her.   

he   cannot   be   dead.      he   cannot   be   gone.      zerxus   cannot   tell   if   he   speaks   aloud   or   not.      there   is   a   ringing   in   his   ears   that   will   not   cease      —      that   drowns   out   all   around   him,   that   leaves   laerryn   and   loquatius’s   words   as   silence   as   he   pushes   past   them,   through   the   door   of   their   home   as   though   in   slow-motion.   

he   races   through   the   halls   to   their   bedroom.      time   stands   still   when   he   crosses   the   threshold      —      when   the   sight   of   nothing   before   him   knocks   him   to   his   knees;      when   his   tears   become   screams;      when   his   pain   means   to   tear   him   apart   from   the   inside   out.      laerryn   joins   him   soon   enough;      nydas   arrives   before   too   much   time   passes.      

but   none   of   that   matters.      no   one   but   evandrin   can   matter   just   now      —      and   so   it   is   only   patia   zerxus   needs   to   see.      patia   will   know   what   to   do      —      she   must   .   .   .

#★ ∗ ∘ ∙ 063. zerxus ilerez ( asks ) #seeliecourt #q. #thanks for sending this in ! #you have killed me hamlet thanks #death tw