𝐁ASICS
“ 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔴𝔢𝔡; 𝔦, 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔯,
𝔞𝔪 𝔫𝔬 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫. ”

━━ first name ;

seraphiel mnemosyne thatcher

preferable nicknames ;

I don't know why you assume someone like seraphiel has any nicknames <3 sure, you can attempt to be annoying and call him sera, but it's not like anything that petty bothers him. serapai is an alternative nickname ( sera + senpai :irritating: thank you pari & sunnie ) rarely used, but uh if you really want to use this, go for it 🔫

━━ full name ;

elwynn ó dunaidh

like most fae, seraphiel has two names; his alias and his true name. quite ironically, the alias he picked out for himself refers to the greatest of seraphim - he likes to think it's a little jab on the oh-so-glorious nephilim's pride - despite being one of the unseelie. he's well aware that it holds Biblical ties, and in fact, that's one of the reasons why he chose it in the first place, and he'd love to see the look on the nephilim's faces when they hear it.

━━ age ;

134 y.o.
d.o.b. — june 3rd

━━ gender ;

male | he/him/his

━━ visage ;

hansol vernon chwe

seraphiel, much like other fae, is described to be ethereal in terms of appearance. there is no doubt seraphiel is an attractive man. mesmerising honey-brown irises, high cheekbones and thin lips, just how you'd imagine a creature out of fairytales to be - pretty simply doesn't cut it. standing at an impressive 5'10", though he may not be the tallest around, his physique more than makes up for it. broad shoulders, strong arms, and a calm smile to go with it all, seraphiel ( true to his nature ) seems like a laid-back and very chill type of person, though he has that sort of intimidating vibe when he keeps a straight face. his defined facial structures allow for his looks to catch someone's eye easily, along with his wonderful body proportions — not too lean, not too built either. there's just something about the way he looks that's so compelling, you know? you simply can't take your eyes off him. deep double eyelids and long eyelashes draw you immediately to his eyes, slight eyebags visible underneath. smooth pale skin accentuating his ash brown hair, he truly looks like a sculpture. though these particular qualities about himself could easily pass off as human, his pointed ears and razor sharp teeth are pretty dead giveaways that he's anything but human.

𝐒TATS
" 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫. 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡. "

━━ r.o. & s.o. ;

aromantic asexual

seraphiel is impervious to the humane emotion that is love. pfft, what's romance? he politely denies the existence of such a feeling ever existing in all his years of living. there is no need for someone to fill in the void inside of him, nor does he want anyone to. his life is perfectly empty without compassion - he is able to think with clarity, no pestering feelings getting in the way, and he especially enjoys that aspect of his romantic and sexual orientation.

━━ nationality ;

irish

𝐏SYCH
“ 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔢. ”

━━ personality ;

yeah that's it this is his literal personality

in hindsight, seraphiel is just your average person ( but like,, obviously prettier ). there's nothing particularly suspicious or stand-offish about seraphiel; except perhaps his peculiar tendency to fall asleep just about anywhere, and certainly no hints of his true nature as an unseelie fae. he's a person that prefers to keep to himself, regardless of circumstance, choosing to dwell in his thoughts and reply with the bare minimum which can quickly get irritating for the less patient of people. there's something oddly trippy about seraphiel's existence, something that messes with your head the more you talk to him. he stays so silent that it's almost as if he disappears in plain sight, yet when he speaks, his presence becomes eerily clear and all eyes are on him. describing him as sketchy doesn't cut it. it's like his mind is in the forth dimension, in a dream scape of its own, and it seeps out to how he acts in front of others. a dreamy-like aura follows wherever he goes — there's something about him that makes you want to close your eyes and simply forget about everything, inhaling his strangely inviting honeysuckle scent, slowly intoxicating you. there's no telling what a person like seraphiel wants to do. no matter how good you are at reading people and body gestures, you will get nothing from seraphiel — not because he's a master at hiding things, but rather because he has nothing to hide. this is seraphiel. his intentions are all set out right in front of him for others to read and he's certainly not afraid of saying that he wants you gone straight to your face, all the while with that lovely, unsettling smile painted upon his porcelain features. his usual non-involvement with other individuals leave him as one big question mark, no one really able to peg him down as a certain something. shrouded with a thick fog of mystery, the more you try to figure someone like seraphiel out, the closer you drive yourself to madness. he seems so normal, so average — perhaps a little too average for anyone's liking. not once has seraphiel raised his voice towards another, nor has he exploded with rage in public. in fact, does he even get irritated? there's nothing anyone else has seen except the regular self he portrays. all the while, you'd think that a regular person would be concerned about their public image and the fact that absolutely no one truly trusts them, right? not seraphiel. he's, quite literally, vibing, and i would leave it at that if i didn't have so much to say about his personality.

there's something unsettling about someone who seems to always be on the same wavelength, to be static. people often complain about how they despise change, how they prefer life to stay the same forever. seraphiel is a constant. he does not change, even when life does, nor does he display anything that signifies any sort of variation to his already vague personality. no matter what situation, you'll always be met with seraphiel's relaxed, tranquil smile — and it is extremely spine-chilling. to think that a person is constantly just, there. right behind you, smiling. seraphiel doesn't try to creep others out on purpose, but he's doesn't exactly make an active effort to be less unnerving. does he really mind that others are freaked out by him? no. he's never cared, not is he able to. when you look into his eyes, you're immediately drawn to the beauty of his hazel irises that seem to reel you in hypnotisingly, urging you to come near, but as you get closer and closer, you're suddenly starkly aware that no matter how deeply you look into his eyes, there's something about their irresistable beauty that's so, so wrong. behind those eyes lay absolutely nothing but an empty void, and no matter how pretty they are, they could never hide the fact that seraphiel isn't quite there. he is, quite literally, empty — a hollow shell, a bunch of tendons and limbs simply functioning and moving, just as any other human being. his heart beats rhythmically in the same pattern, just as all the others'. . . yet it doesn't seem like he's truly alive. the warm smile he wears so easily raises blaring red flags, agitating your mind, but you can't seem to move, trapped in his captivating gaze. his emptiness brings people peace of mind, and at times, you could even peg him as a charming person, but the fact still stands — he is the hunter, you are the prey. his intentions? well, sinister isn't the word i'd describe them with. he simply wants to lay back and observe individuals as if they were his own little experimentational guinea pigs running around freely. to him, emotions are bemusing — something he lacks, something he'll never be able to feel, only mimic. it's cute to watch others display them, frankly.

seraphiel mimics emotions a little too well when he needs to, but more often than not he prefers to stay. . . blank. there's no need to show vulnerability through feelings. why would he when he knows he will never be able to be tied down by emotional attachments? his inability to feel any strong emotions or create emotional ties make him a formidable opponent, ranging from being on the battlefield or something as petty as a mere debate. you can't hurt his feelings when he has none. coupled in with his alarming tendencies, seraphiel's mind is anything but average. the man is scarily brilliant, carrying a different kind of intelligence. he's simply otherworldly — the way he thinks is incomprehensible, unfathomable. it seems that he's very comfortable in his empty head, having created a little minimalistic world he can dwell in painted in monochrome. there's no need to think when faced with his opponents — morality, as a concept, does not exist in seraphiel's mind. the lines are blurred; all he's left with is the vision of a world that's neither black nor white, but fully gray. others dwell on one side of the spectrum, seraphiel exists in the in-between. he's perfectly fine with watching everything unfold before his eyes, staying back to watch the world go up in flames. he aids no side except his own, and even that is ambiguous as you almost never know where his loyalty is placed. remorse? bold of you to assume he knows what it is. he doesn't have many bad intentions, but he doesn't have any good ones, either, so best not place your trust in someone like him. as initially inviting as he might be, he is a fae standing on neutral ground, and he will adorn his loveliest smile as he watches you burn alive.

━━ childhood ;

ok but childhood where—

seraphiel was raised as a fae. for all he knew, he'd always been this way — even as a child, seraphiel was just truly hollow. perhaps it's what those humans call ASPD, but seraphiel never cared for the pleasantries of life. he was anything but a normal child. his eyes held unspeakable intelligence, a deeper understanding of the world around him, and his smile? well, it was the same as always. his parents weren't the slightest bit concerned. after all, he was a fae. they were literal monsters, no? seraphiel enjoyed observing others as a child. oftentimes, he would stay on the sidelines as the other children played with each other, simply watching their movements. he didn't have many friends — well, more like he never made an effort to make any friends — and was perfectly content with it, stuck in his own little world. he found animals intriguing, particularly winged insects such as dragonflies, butterflies, and moths. he would spend his afternoons in the fields trying to capture a butterfly, returning home with the insect only to clip one of the animal's wings for himself, then watch proudly as it suffered of rebound from the loss of one of its wings. one might question why seraphiel only took away one of its wings, to which he would reply with the fact that without one of its wings, it would still be rendered incapacitated, and it would always be reminded of what it lost when it tried to take off and fly with the wing he left untouched. suffice to say that yes, baby seraphiel was definitely an animal person!! his parents vanished — they were presumed dead after a run-in with the nephilim and law enforcement for fraud and normal fae stuff, you know — leaving him pretty much on his own when he'd turned 54. was he fazed? no, not really. it wasn't much of an inconvenience, probably because he never felt much for his parents either way ( it was more of his obligation to be a "good" child since they did bring him into the world, but nothing deeper than that ). they raised him, they provided for him, but that was all there was to it. at that age, he was old enough to be actively involved in the unseelie court, and so he took refuge there, where the fae with malicious intent gathered. a valuable asset he proved to be, so much so that the ruler and he were quite close ( close meaning mutual respect, a sort of understanding between the two, which is quite rare considering seraphiel never had anything quite like that in his life ). he fit in quite well with the rest of the unseelie, and things were going fine — until the absence of power due to the unseelie court ruler's passing.

━━ mindset ;

seraphiel vibes. that's literally all there is to his mind. he's no thoughts, head empty. dwelling in the tranquil silence of his mind, seraphiel usually doesn't have much to say, saving his words for a later day. everything is quite systematic to him, seeing as all he feels is numb 24/7. people live, people die — none of it fazes him. he does not fear death, nor does he pay much mind to his ordinary life. he goes with the flow, more than anything, and it's worked pretty well for him. he finds humanity ( and basically any other regular, functioning person ) intriguing, especially their simple-minded wants and the concept of emotions. he's very comfortable in his own headspace, thinking with clarity and simply taking in the silence, the deafening numbness of it all. without the ability to make any deep emotional attachments, seraphiel is free. he does not care for others' opinions, nor does he have to match up to anyone's expectations, for he is his own entity, and he is above such primitive thinking. with emotions, there are countless of strings attached; without, however, is a different story. seraphiel is a very individualistic person that could care less about others. evil? debatable. sure, he's most likely not the one to mutilate you, but he is the one to watch your body parts be scattered upon the ground, and with nothing less than that same bone-chilling smile he uses to greet you. in a sense, he is not the most obvious antagonist, but rather the person that works behind the scenes and sets the elaborate scheme, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap. he does not value those who are swayed by their feelings highly — those whose thoughts are clouded by fleeting sensations deserve to perish for their own stupidity, and they deserve nothing more than an appropriate death because they'd set themselves up for failure.

𝐌ISC
“ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔱𝔢 - 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔶. 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡, 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔡. ”

━━ species ;

fae

━━ powers ;

seraphiel wields the ability to make others fall asleep, though that is the extent of his hypnokinesis - however, this power merely stems from his ability to ( like any other fae ) manipulate, influence, and deceive minds. essentially, he is able to create illusions ( though they do not physically manifest - he's merely distorting the perception of another's mind ) and subject others to his will by toying with their vision of reality. many people have said that even being in the presence of seraphiel brings a calming, very dreamy type of sensation, and the longer you stay with him, the more your eyelids get heavier and your memories becomes fuzzy. not only is seraphiel trippy all on his own — his powers help him seem even more psychedelic. ( if being able to speak any language is a power i'll just like,, slide this in ) especially gifted with his words, seraphiel is wonderful at dodging topics and just generally being a shady person, which his unseelie nature further enforces!! what fun.

━━ allegiance ;

seraphiel is quite ambiguous regarding his allegiance. he is preferably neutral in many instances, though his loyalty is ultimately placed in the unseelie court and then the fae as a whole, but that doesn't mean that any of that is obvious. the absence of power and the loss of his friend, the late unseelie ruler, leaves him with no particular obligation to any of the other unseelie fae he often associates with. he's shady and he intends on staying shady with no one knowing his true intentions, ever :)

━━ family ;

seraphiel does not have many familial ties ( especially not with any powerful fae families, if any even exist ), nor thinks that they're too important anyway. he prefers having no strings attached when dealing with business. siblings? he has none. mother and father? deceased. either way, they never mattered much.

𝐄ND
“ 𝔦 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔱𝔥𝔲𝔰 𝔦 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱. ”

━━ extra ;

the aesthetic no one asked for ❤ (2)

✵  enjoys a good cup of tea or coffee in the morning, but it has to be mixed with warm milk because yes.

✵  strangely enough, you can recognise when he enters a room through his scent - he smells like a calming, subtle vanilla mixed with baked honeysuckle on a midsummer day, a sort of homey feel. though it brings you comfort at first, the more you inhale it, the more intoxicated you get.

✵  honestly seems older than he is, even by fae standards. he just gives those timeless vibes, you know?

✵  if he had to pick a weapon of choice it would be an umbrella gun. he wouldn't even use it to shoot, he'd use it to smack people.

✵  a talented flautist. his playing is just like him - kind of trippy, very fantastical, and could easily put you to sleep.

✵  keeps a collection of all the insect wings he'd clipped off and hangs it in his home, displayed proudly in a glass frame.

✵  honestly dresses like he's in one of arthur conan doyle's stories involving sherlock holmes just for the fun of it.

━━ playlist ;

TRACK ONE — come along, cosmo sheldrake
( or the pentatonix cover, honestly both bops )

TRACK TWO — bad guy, billie eilish

TRACK THREE — colors, halsey

TRACK FOUR — the moss, cosmo sheldrake

TRACK FIVE — bellyache, billie eilish

TRACK SIX — shhh, seventeen

━━ to you ;

asldkgjdfg i hope this form's better than the last one ✌ also wow dead parents are a trend in my forms now

━━ requests ;

none for the moment! just super hyped ✨✨✨