Elliot Silverweave
To embrace undeath is to betray one's own kind. Who or what wove such pretty lies in order to convince a once innocent mind to abandon all that is good and right in the world?
At a Glance
Ruby-red eyes, a pallor untouched by the sun, and a curious lack of idle breathing- it is plain to see that this individual is not among the living.Elliot is; for lack of a better word, quite demure. In spite of his unnatural appearance, he manages to take up very little space in whatever location he's stumbled into. He typically lingers in shadowed corners and out of the way of where most would gather to gossip and drink together.Whether garbed in dainty pastels or in snug leather, Elliot can oft' be mistaken for one of a more effeminate variety. The svelt shape of his waist, hips, and legs could give any woman a run for their money. Make no mistake however, this half-elezen is a man underneath all that pretty make up and carefully constructed aesthetic.Whether this presentation is purposeful or otherwise, one will never know unless they allow their curiosity to get the better of them.
A little Deeper
The splashes of color which decorate Elliot's deathly skin stand out in a vivid, stark contrast to the surrounding pallor. Blue and purple bruises can be seen all across his torso, with a few more marring his calves and thighs as well. Even his hands are not unblemished, with deep red scabs covering his knuckles and smaller cuts littering his palms and fingers. One might presume that a supernatural creature such as himself would be able to mend these superficial wounds with ease. Yet; Elliot is almost never seen without such decorative marks. He does not flinch nor show any sign of being in pain in spite of the bruises, and he only ever speaks about them in amorous tones...When dressed down to naught but his smallclothes, a curious glowing mark can be found etched into his belly. Perhaps one might make an inquiry as to its purpose.
Here and Now
With the silence broken, Elliot speaks carefully and with consideration to his words. Rarely does he speak out of turn, and it would require a fair amount of poking and prodding to bring forth genuine anger. His smiles are sweet enough, with the expression easily reaching gleaming eyes when he laughs or finds a topic to be of interest.In a curious contrast to his demeanor when left to quietly wallflower, he eagerly engages in a back and forth whenever someone deigns to speak to him. Elliot does not fidget overmuch- perhaps a lingering instruction in polite conversation from the elezen side of his heritage. Occasionally he might stammer, though he takes great care not to stutter overmuch or leave a lull in the conversation.Elliot does; unfortunately, seem quite... gullible. Or, perhaps he merely does not have a sense for who is a dangerous person and who is not. He'll agree to wander off to darkened streets or step outside for a bit of 'fresh air' even if the one he is following might be a suspicious person. In fact, he goes along a little too easily... Perhaps he is more aware of these dangers than he lets on.
Gposes, Screenshots, and silly times
Additional Information
Words from the writer:Elliot as a character will naturally seek out individuals who are toxic and cruel. This does not mean I am interested in having things happen to him without his (and my) consent.Obviously this does not mean that every and all interaction I seek out will involve these topics. Variety is the spice of life, and I adore wholesome moments and long-term friendly engagements.My computer is haunted and will randomly turn itself off occasionally. Apologies in advance if I appear to just 'log off' in front of you. I promise I will return in a few minutes.
Diet F-list:Favorites:
Men, vampirism, masochism, kidnapping, toxicity, problematic characters, servitude, dependency, Vore (safe only)Likes
Size differences, adult age gaps, power dynamics, and women shorter than him.Hard No's
Anything fatal (incl. fatal-adjacent), bathroom related, inflation, dominant/top female characters, hyper body parts, ludicrous proportions, permanent maiming or loss of limbs, NON-CON