#muse: elias

[rosesonbreeze]

OPEN TO: M/F/NB PLOT: Your muse and Elias are in a friends-with-benefits situationship, except Elias has been pushing for more from your muse. Maybe your muse isn’t into him. Maybe your muse is rebounding and not ready to date. Go wild! MUSE: Elias Hatzfeld, 35, Man in Finance/Heir to a transportation company, peak golden boy with a side of righteousness but his heart is usually in the right place.

“Well, the bride and groom are out the door. Guess the night’s over.” Elias thinks out loud, back pressed against the wall as he nurses a whiskey against his tuxedo. He should be happy. Unlike the rest of the groomsmen, he didn’t need to flirt and schmooze his way to find someone to go home with. There they were, pretty and eager, with both of their coats already collected from coat check. “Why won’t you date me?” He finally asks, tongue loosened by too many whiskeys and the jealousy that never seems to calm itself.

[thenxghtwemxt]

@gloriousncss | Gisela and Elias, Late Evening at The Balcony of the Hatzfeld Apartment's

He's been subject to gossip and speculation since infancy. Elias knows better than to let the words of others cause a tailspin. Besides, Gisela adores him. She's proven as much, leaving scorched earth where her friendship with his sister once existed. So why, then, was Elias simmering with discontent? The image of his new wife and Queen in nothing but a sheer bathing dress for the eyes of another (even if that other is Alistair) replays in his head like a taunting joke. He returns from his own bath, curls slicked back and damp with a robe knotted around his abdomen. Emboldened on whisky and jealousy.

"Call me old fashioned, but..." Elias begins, finding Gisela settled on the small balcony of their modest apartment. "One would think you'd sooner bathe with your husband than his sister's faithful guard." There is enough basis in this rumor to know it to be fact. So it's not a matter of if, but a matter of why. "What game are you playing at, G? Do you mean to spur Eleanor's rage even more? Or do you just wish to make me jealous? Prove to me what I have been to busy to see?" He places both his hands on the railing, keeping Gisela's back against the cold iron. Everyone thinks it is simple; Gisela sought to seduce Elias, and Elias is but a mindless man who falls. But he knows what Gisela knows, too. Nothing about their romance is that simple. "You know I love it when you play your games." It's what made him fall for her in the first place. Being toyed with never felt so fun. "Just tell me which one you hoped to play."

[dxncingxnmyown]

@hcrexcellency | Gizella and Elias, Late Afternoon at the Schellenberg's Suite (Modern AU)

He loves his wife. He loves their marriage. It's just... He despises weddings. The tule. The glitter. The lavish expensive. Elias barely survived his own wedding, and that was when the Schellenberg's exhausted several lines of credit for a half-decent ceremony. Elias arrives after three hours spent at the tennis court, to what appears to be an obscene amount of tulle and flower arrangements. "Babe!" he calls out, dropping his tennis bag near the couch. "Are you in here?" He lifts the table cloth of the dining table, frowning. "When did our hotel suite become a bridal boutique?"

[nineraeix]

he's he's he's he's he's he's

[tell-them-the-north-remembers]

ELIA WEEK DAY 1: ELIA AND HER CHILDREN

"What more do you remember ?"

He asked and she seemed more invested than ever, like the more he asked the more she remembered.

"I remember she said something. About taking your sister to the Water Gardens, once she was old enough to play."

He looked at her intently, curiously. He waited and waited to hear more of that day but she remembered no more...

The Water Gardens on AO3 ---> Read here!

[lihim-oa]

I love you Elias Bouchard cosplayers, but please guys, work on your pipe murder form.

[mccoyquialisms]

Oh my god…Elias is 20 years old. No wonder he’s Like That.

Edit: on review I think in an AP they said that Elias was around Conrad’s age when The Incident happened so…10 years old then? That means that in the present Elias is at most 23 years old, so my point still stands.

[aureumdraconeus]

"And you're certain that you being around will help us? You've never taken this much interest in our affairs before..."

"It is within the best interest of both myself and the council that I keep an eye. Considering recent events it will keep them off your back and allow me to be more active."

"And here I thought you were the be-all end-all of decision-making, brother."

"Don't push your luck, Sally. I don't exactly wish to interfere as much as the next Mobian but I need to so that they do not try to enact action upon you."

"But...I must admit, it is nice to be around you again after so long."

[sparkledleaves]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟELIAS NEEDED MORE information about this attack. it drove him crazy that he didn't have more answers. the smoke shielded most of their view, almost intentionally. he'd gotten a glimpse through the smoke and panic, but it wasn't enough to figure out what the creature was. even though he'd seen the wings, it gave him no indication. there were many creatures in prythian with wings, but he'd never seen anything like that before. he picked up a stick, threw it across the way and groaned loudly. hearing someone behind him, he turned toward them. "did you see anything that might be useful? i've been racking my brain to figure out what or where those creatures came from. we need to figure this out. no one is safe otherwise. these creatures want something."

@ofcourtfablesarchive

[physical-manifestation-of-spite]

ELIAS WHAT

[rosesonbreeze]

OPEN TO: M/F/NB PLOT: Your muse and Elias are in a friends-with-benefits situationship, except Elias has been pushing for more from your muse. Maybe your muse isn't into him. Maybe your muse is rebounding and not ready to date. Go wild! MUSE: Elias Hatzfeld, 35, Man in Finance/Heir to a transportation company, peak golden boy with a side of righteousness but his heart is usually in the right place.

"Well, the bride and groom are out the door. Guess the night's over." Elias thinks out loud, back pressed against the wall as he nurses a whiskey against his tuxedo. He should be happy. Unlike the rest of the groomsmen, he didn't need to flirt and schmooze his way to find someone to go home with. There they were, pretty and eager, with both of their coats already collected from coat check. "Why won't you date me?" He finally asks, tongue loosened by too many whiskeys and the jealousy that never seems to calm itself.

[thenxghtwemxt]

@tclkrefined | Eleanor and Elias, Inside the Grand Ballroom

He's born witness to many displays of power before. But the Sharma's audacity is in a league of its own. With every chord strung and gregarious laugh, Elias is reminded of the insult. Their father was dead, and the world was all but dancing on his grave. Nevermind that the late Hatzfeld King was more entertainer than father. It's an insult, and in place of a spectacle, Elias leaves the side of his new wife in favor of his twin sister. In this state, it's only Nellie who can understand his rage without needing to breathe a word to it. It's a twin thing, he thinks, as he approaches Eleanor in her corner of the room. "It's sickening." Elias musters, lowering his head to avoid any watchful eyes. His voice low so that only his sister can hear, lips pulled into a frown. He's not his brothers. No, Elias wore his heart on his sleeve, and that heart is raging at this display. "Father would..." Father would what? Throw in his own spectacular bash? One-up the Emperor with an ostentatious gift? The Hatzfeld's defined style versus substance, except now, they lack the substance to execute.

[dxncingxnmyown]

@crxwnedbarbie | Barbara and Elias, At the Infirmary, Hours After the Return of the Search Party

After a flurry of activity and the quick hands of France's best physicians (Gizella would settle for no less, and god help whoever refused his wife), Elias' arm is settled into a sling to aid in repair. It had taken hours, with a rush of royals and nobles entering the infirmary, but finally they finished their work. It is not without pain, however, and no amount of leather bands could stop Elias' loud scream of pain when his arm is reset into place. His throat is scratchy and near voiceless, but he staggers away from his bed, and towards the one directly beside him. "Have they finished treating you yet?" Elias asks without obfuscation, eyes aligned with concern. They managed to stagger their way back to the Palace, separated by a flurry of physicians. But he demands to be set beside his sister-in-law, though little good it does. Amidst his own treatment, he can scarcely keep up with his own. Grunting, he settles back on his bed, the pulled curtain giving him a good look at Barbara.

[a-lost-archivist]

📧: a deleted email

---- From: Elias Bouchard To: Jonathan Sims: Subject: Proper appearances ----

Hello Jonathan. While I understand that your current circumstances may be extenuating, I ask that you continue to keep yourself as well as your surroundings fit for members of the public.

This includes proper attire and hygiene, as well as keeping the archives organized and free of excessive personal items. Also ensure that all injuries are properly bandaged to avoid unnecessary stains and bio hazards.

Please remember that making our statement givers feel respected and safe in sharing their stories should be one of your top priorities.

Kind Regards,

Elias Bouchard Head of the Magnus Institute.

VIGILO · OPPERIOR · AUDIO

---- ---- From: Jonathan Sims To: Elias Bouchard Subject: RE: Proper appearances ----

For reasons that should be obvious, my appearance is not, in fact, my highest priority. Not dying horrifically ranks quite a bit higher, and for that reason alone I will ensure I don't spill any more blood on your precious documents. Otherwise I will continue to present myself as I see fit.

If this is a problem, you can fire me.

Have a horrible day,

Jonathan Sims Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute

VIGILO · OPPERIOR · AUDIO

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[lenzimanotmoved2]

@foxballad gets a starter !

❛ I do not know. I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count out the grains that make me what I am. ❜

[sicariusvoit]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐎

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𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Lee Duval

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Elias Jasper Voit

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐑: Sicarius

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒: David Lennox, user45125, & AmonUser12859HB88

𝐀𝐆𝐄: 37 (although this is usually verse dependent)

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 5’ 8” (178cm)

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Not very tall or physically intimidating, Elias is still broad shouldered and muscular. He usually wears plaid, t-shirts, knit sweaters or henleys with a pair of levi jeans. He prefers work boots but will also wear sneakers and gym wear when playing basketball.

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑: Elias’ eye colour is a very dark blue.

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑: Elias’ hair colour is a chestnut/auburn brown, its style in a short back and sides cut with his curls on the top. They usually sweep down on the right side of his forehead.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: Elias uses a lot of slang terminology to seem unassuming and uneducated or for the purposes of pissing other's off with a 'joker/jester' personality for attention, he usually tends to mock people with the use of terms like ‘aw’ in a show of fake pity. When pissed off he always uses imperatives.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: Elias will hunch up if trying to seem small, usually this occurs if he wants someone to believe they’re in control even if they’re not. He often fiddles with things or stims with his fingers if he’s emotionally overwhelmed. Elias is also a nail biter when anxious or stressed. When speaking he gesticulates a lot. Despite being an amazing masker, he is extremely expressive, he can’t hide how he’s really feeling if the mask slips or he chooses to take it off.

𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄: White American

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Elias is incredibly well educated, however, officially he only holds a high school diploma and a qualification in software engineering at community college. Elias became a black hat hacker in his late teens and early twenties. From there he continued to educate himself.

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Network Security Analyst and Technician (these are subject to change based on threads because I write him both before and after his incarceration).

𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: Software Engineer

𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒, 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒: Elias is extremely skilled with computers and communication technology. He is good enough to frequently stump Penelope Garcia. Elias is an effective killer skilled with all manner of weapons: knives, guns, explosives, and drugs. He is self-trained in crime scene clean-up and basic forensic knowledge. He has a special interest in insects and entomology. Finally, Elias is a talented singer and plays acoustic guitar to an advanced level. Elias is also a great cook, he often prefers to make breakfast but would happily cook any meal. It's part of his love language.

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃: Elias was born Lee Duval. His mother and father had an abusive relationship, Lee was born prematurely because of domestic violence in the home. When his father started hitting him as well as his mother, Lee burned the apartment down by putting a blanket over his bedroom space heater.

Suspecting the truth, his uncle Cyrus Lebrun, a gun runner for the Mala Noche Brazilian-American gang adopted his nephew. Cyrus and his brother Travis were born into poverty in a Texas trailer park. They were exposed to violence from a young age and developed into it together. Whilst Travis, Lee’s father, became a wife beater, Cyrus became a serial killer. The only reason he adopted Lee was because he believed that Lee had inherited his genetic predisposition for psychopathy and wanted to shape Lee in his image.

From a young age Cyrus then began to train Lee in his chosen ‘way’ of killing people. Cyrus created rules that he indoctrinated into Lee whilst he murdered people in front of Lee and forced Lee into helping dispose of the bodies. After one incident where Lee attempted to help a captive of his uncle and instead was harmed, Lee left Cyrus hoping to break what had been beaten into him.

No matter how hard he tried to fight it, however, it didn’t work. Soon Elias began to hunt people himself. When Lee killed Jasper Voit and his son Elias, Lee changed his name to Elias Jasper Voit and started to live life under his new alias.

Using shipping containers that he found buried underground, Elias started to carry out experiments. He wanted to test various methods of murders on people out of morbid curiosity: how many ways can a person die? Elias started with low risk victims such as sex workers, homeless individuals, and drug addicts but soon began to kill upper middle class people from suburban neighbourhoods.

Meanwhile, Elias was still trying to live a normal life. Hiding the morbid parts of himself, Elias fell in love with Sydney. They soon married and had two children Holly and Harlow. Elias is extremely problematic but his only positive part of his personality is the genuine love he has for his wife and his children. Even after his incarceration his family maintain that he was always a good father.

By the time the Behavioural Analysis Unit capture him, he has killed 62 people. The moniker Sicarius is given to him by the media because one of his more bizarre experiments included pouring Sicarius spiders down someone’s throat to see how long it took for them to die from it. His signature is meeting his soon to be victims on a ‘Second Street’ because that was where his parent’s apartment was located.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒: Not everyone wants to write with a villain, I get that. Elias has a slightly more palatable verse where Cyrus Lebrun didn’t adopt him and he went into the care system. However, in this verse he keeps his birthname Lee. After being bounced around a couple of abusive homes, Deidre and Thomas Baker adopted Lee Duval, making him Lee Duval-Baker. They provided a good home for him and a solid foundation for his education.

At the age of 21 Lee is accepted into the police academy. First starting as a beat-cop Lee works his way up to the position of homicide detective in the Houston Police Department. Whilst he is not a murderer, he does still exhibit signs of aggression and issues with authority, often working outside of the law to enforce it.

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