#ft. elias

[jawbrkrs]

"  I  mean  —  how  would  you  feel  about  going  to  a  baseball  game  next  weekend  with  me  . . . and  mateo  ?  I  mean  unless  you  don't  want  to  then  I  totally  get  that.  no  pressure.  "  she  did  her  best  not  to  stumble  over  her  words  ,  though  her  nerves  were  clearly  on  edge. 

@thursdaygrl

[detruines]

status: closed for elias @ofpoets location: hot tub at back deck

it was a rare sight to see the hot tub unoccupied at time like this, so she took the chance to enjoy it on her own while she's at it. being in water usually came with a calming effect right away, but these days gia found it hard to soothe the ever growing uneasiness in her stomach. eventually she ended up falling asleep in the hot tub; she thought she was only closing her eyes for a moment, but suddenly a voice managed to jolt her awake. "what the fuck was that?" she asked, moving to sit up straight as she looked at elias. "you almost gave me a heart attack, dude."

[bcrgamvts]

status:  closed. @eliaswyler

who:  danika  &  elias

where:  their apartment

it’s  actually  rather  embarrassing  that  this  stupid  pullout  couch  is  giving  her  as  much  trouble  as  it  is.  on  any  other  given  day  it  shows  kindness  to  her  by  allowing  danika  to  open  it  up  with  no  problems  whatsoever.  there  must  be  some  bad  energy  floating  in  the  air  or  some  cosmic  joke  going  on  since  it  seems  like  the  more  her  irritation  grows  at  this  stupid  piece  of  furniture,  the  more  it  refuses  to  budge.  maybe  it  was  her  mistake  of  folding  it  back  into  couch  mode  so  she  could  do  her  daily  morning  stretches  and  youtube  yoga  classes.  typically  such  activities  were  ones  she  did  in  the  living  room,  but  her  pride  has  been  in  a  semi-permanent  state  of  being  wounded  and  now  she  takes  the  cowards  way  out  of  avoiding  elias  by  spending  most  of  her  time  in  the  office.  office  now  her  bedroom.  danika  lets  out  an  aggravated  groan,  throwing  her  arms  up  in  frustration  when  her  latest  pull  of  the  handle  didn’t  work  in  pulling  out  the  pull  out.  it  seems  stuck  and  she’s  clearly  not  strong  enough  to  manhandle  it  out.  the  weighing  of  her  options  (  giving  up  and  accepting  defeat  by  laying  on  the  floor  vs.  swallowing  her  pride  and  asking  elias  for  help  )  leaves  much  to  be  desired  between  both,  but  she  wants  to  nap.  so  she  silently  treks  out  of  the  office  and  when  she  doesn’t  see  him  in  the  living  room  or  kitchen,  danika  wanders  toward  the  main  bedroom.  she  can’t  help  but  awkwardly  linger  in  the  doorway  before  clearing  her  throat  to  make  her  presence  known.  “hey,  elias,”  danika  begins  with  brown  eyes  finding  purchase  on  the  paintings  above  the  bed  and  avoiding  eye  contact.  “can  i  bother  you  for  a  second  and  borrow  your  muscles  ??”  her  hand  gestures  back  to  the  rest  of  the  apartment.  “the  pullout  is  being  difficult  and  i  think  it’s  stuck.”

[j4xotto]

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Always an honour to be racing in Italy, especially with il Predestinato @elias_hewitt 😉 Imola let’s gooooo!

[sare11aa11eras]

Rhaenys and Rhaegar

[milolunde]

What’s up, kid?

Sonally fankid “redesign”… since nothing really changed

Compilation of my 2022(?) art of them

[hunter-slime-660]

[XV] [THE DEVIL]

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto,

Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in sæcula sæculorum. Amen.

[hermitcrossovers]

TMA and Hermitcraft crossover

I don’t have much I just want Watcher!Grian and (Watcher) Elias to meet. Not sure how that would work bc one is in real world while the other is in Minecraft. Maybe Grian just is that powerful???

Anyways, I want them to stare at eachother, one covered in purple and the other in green. Elias being very confused bc the very strange man is wearing odd robe and got at least two sets of wings. Grian is also very confused bc this pathetic little man (they’re the same height if Grian’s not in full watcher form) claims to be a watcher but the only thing indicating it is that he got more than one set of eyes??? And he’s wearing green??? Watchers don’t wear green???

Also, as a treat, Grian should be allowed to take Elias to like an abandoned Life Series server and hunt him for sport after finding out stuff Elias’ done

Where and how they met is less important than why: both of the respective entities wanted to see what was up with the other all-seeing eldritch. What happened, surprising to the Eye and expected from the Watchers, was that the two did not get along. At all.

At their core, the two are similar. Both feed on the emotions of the ones they Watch. The difference is in why. The Eye watches for knowledge, it wants and needs to know all that is, all that could be. The Watchers watch to entertain themselves.

And Grian and Elias didn't get along that well anyways. Grian had always been very clear that his friends were signing up for a death game, and his becoming a Watcher had been payback for what he had done. To find out that Elias was just yoinking people off the street and forcing them to end the world?

Well...let's just say that seeing Elias scramble around the ruins of a crashed moon was very entertaining.

-mod eagle

[illuminatingprowess]

Closed: @theartofruling

Location: The Halls of the Kings Hill Palace

Returning from a late night ride, needing a moment to clear his head, Sebastian turned the corner and saw this looming man. The king had seen them passing through the halls. An extended guest of his sister’s. Although, Sebastian would be naive to believe that there was not potentially something more happening there. Granted, he hadn’t prodded Aila about her love life and what she wanted for herself in her role within the kingdom. Things had certainly improved in their brother-sister relationship over the last few months, which he was certainly something Sebastian was incredibly grateful over. Nonetheless, she briefly mentioned some friend of hers needing a place to crash. “Hey,” Seb called out to the guy. “It’s Elijah, right?” he said, extending a hand. “Sorry, we haven’t gotten a chance to meet yet. Walk with me, won’t ya?”

[silkchvffon]

❛ ✖︎  —  closed  starter  —  @invcntions​. °

     HE  KNOWS  KOA  IS  COMING  TONIGHT  (  at  least  that  much  he’s  been  able  to  pry  out  of  marci  ),  and  he’s  been  telling  himself  he’s  ready,  but  elias  is  still  standing  in  a  corner  facing  the  wall  like  a  loser.  the  party’s  buzzing  around  him,  new  people  entering  and  exiting  every  minute,  and  he’s  scared  turning  around  will  make  it  more  real.  still,  he  should  know  that  he  can’t  hide  in  here  forever,  and  as  if  on  cue  a  girl  taps  his  shoulder  to  get  past  him  to  the  bottle  of  vodka  he’s  blocking.  «  sorry,  »  elias  says  sheepishly  as  he  moves  out  of  his  comfort  spot,  and  even  though  he’s  telling  himself  not  to  he  can’t  help  it  when  his  eyes  flutter  up  and  gazes  around  the  room.  he  also  can’t  help  it  when  he  sees  the  familiar  shape  of  his  ex,  dark  hair  and  kind  eyes,  and  his  legs  set  into  motion  as  if  by  memory.  his  mind  is  telling  him  to  stop,  to  turn  the  other  way,  to  find  lincoln,  but  the  heart  wants  what  it  wants.  «  koa,  »  elias  breathes,  almost  like  a  prayer,  angry  at  himself  for  breaking  his  one  rule:  leave  koa  alone.  for  such  a  smart  boy  he  should  know  better  —  elias  is  tied  to  koa  by  some  invisible  string.  in  no  version  of  their  story  do  they  not  find  each  other.  «  good  to  see  you.  when  did  you  get  back  ?  »

[koipalm]

read a jonpeter fic that went like this

[aidenshouse]

📸

they recently took a trip to malibu together. they've always gone on little escapades to get away from their daily lives. this beach getaway allowed aiden to get his fill of shirtless elias. they also got matching bracelets.

[atticuscortes]

👪 - parents

"I never really know what to say when people ask me how things with my parents are. Better doesn't feel right, because yeah, okay, in comparison to when my mom and I were fighting so bad every day that I don't even remember if she told me to go or if I just felt like I didn't have another choice but to leave? If better is talking again, family dinners, sweeping everything under the rug and pretending that that blip in time that stretched years where we weren't on speaking terms just...didn't happen, but it doesn't change the fact that it did. Just like it doesn't change the fact that my dad wouldn't stick up for me--not to her, at least, not where I could hear--and as cool as it was for him to tell me he loved me and that there wasn't anything I could do or be that would change that for him...that's not how I needed his support then. It's not how I need his support now, but if it's the choice between accepting it for what it is or going another however many years without talking to them...sure, yeah, things are better. But sometimes I wish I was still under the impression that there wasn't anything that I could tell my mom that would make her love me less. There's nothing better about knowing that's just...not true."

send 👪 for my muse to talk about a family member of theirs.

[heightstm]

𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐀 + 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 ( closed starter for @ofnightcourts )

❝  oh no. nononono  —  ❞ iggy falls to the ground in a magnificent tumble of dust , an embarrassingly amateur land for the emissary. landing is typically a more graceful affair for the careful fey but childish zeal overrides practiced form.  not simply one of her daily attempts to raise her flying stamina , she wanted to show elias her improvement since he'd last seen her. she'd been especially motivated by the Illyrians that creeped around velaris. they were horrifically bulk , making her own wingspan look like chicken wings.

iphigenia sits up, with a sheepish grin. ❝  tell me that didn’t look as bad as it felt.  ❞ 

[wcrstbehaviior]

location: the valentine's carnival participants: roman castillo & elias hyun (@delicatlueur)

"do you like my hair?" roman made sure to bend over in order for his friend to get a good look at his head. it was the exact same shade of pink that he'd been dyeing it for years, but that didn't matter. "i made sure to get it dyed just in time for v-day," he laughed.

[cerenkocabas]

STARTER FOR     :     elias rivera   ／     TAG     :   @ofpoets   ／    

She felt the urge for fresh air, initially considering the lake deck, but swiftly dismissing the idea. Instead, she settled on the back deck. There, she sat, idly scrolling through her Instagram feed, as if hoping for a signal to magically connect her with someone. It took her a moment to register another presence; out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Elias. As was her habit, she couldn't resist rolling her eyes, though she felt a pang of guilt immediately afterward. "I was just about to leave," she remarked, locking her phone and rising to her feet. A forced, yet hopefully polite smile graced her lips. "So you can have the place to yourself," she added, standing beside him.