#Carmen IV

[mercuriicultores]

Caius Valerius Catullus – Carmen IV: «Ad Phaselum»

Phaselus ille quem videtis, hospites, ait fuisse navium celerrimus, neque ullius natantis impetum trabis nequisse praeterire, sive palmulis opus foret volare sive linteo.

Et hoc negat minacis Hadriatici negare litus insulasve Cycladas Rhodumque nobilem horridamque Thraciam Propontida trucemve Ponticum sinum, ubi iste post phaselus antea fuit comata silva; nam Cyrotio in iugo loquente saepe sibilum edidit coma.

Amastri Pontica et Cytore buxifer, tibi haec fuisse et esse cognitissima ait phaselus, ultima ex origine tuo stetisse dicit in cacumine, tuo imbuisse palmulas in aequore, et inde tot per impotentia freta erum tulisse, laeva sive dextera vocaret aura, sive utrumque Iuppiter simul secundus incidisset in pedem; neque ulla vota litoralibus deis sibi esse facta, cum veniret a mari novissimo hunc ad usque limpidum lacum.

Sed haec prius fuere; nunc recondita senet quiete seque dedicat tibi, gemelle Castor et gemelle Castoris.

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Dámaso Alonso compuso una versión de estos versos:

«Éste que ves, oh huésped, vasto pino, útil sólo a la llama ya en el puerto, selva frondosa un tiempo en descubierto cielo dio amiga sombra al peregrino. De la cumbre citoria al ponto vino por la mordaz segur el tronco abierto, y después alta máquina el incierto golfo abrió siempre con hinchado lino. Vientos, agua sufrió; llegó al aurora, veloz nave, rompió luengos caminos, y a su patria volvió soberbia y rica; mas no firme a sufrir del mar ahora los ímpetus, por voto a los marinos dioses Cástor y Pólux se dedica.»

[grecoromanyaoi]

[mochapao]

more carmane sandiego

[jonkycat]

sydney 🐻

[lesbiankendall]

SUCCESSION 1.09 “Pre-Nuptial” THE BEAR 2.06 “Fishes”

[hollyleaf]

they contain my image in all its honesty

[finchisinanest]

I made this edit :3

[invisiblue]

Daughter, Doing the right thing || House of the Dragon, S2E2 || Anthony Doerr, All the light we cannot see || House of the Dragon, S1E4 || Carmen Maria Machado, Her body and other parties || Daughter, Doing the right thing || Frederick Elwell, The wedding dress || Daughter, Doing the right thing || House of the Dragon, S1E5 || Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects

A 3-part web weaving for Alicent Hightower

Marriage, Motherhood, Childhood x

Castle, Prison, Ghost x

Solitude, Grief, Silence x

[purposechef]

bedside table spoons

[vampirtulpe]

Poor Arin has yet to recover from this traumatic experience-

[mythronic]

Team TIM! And the Bats.

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In a oneshot I'm writing called 'Reparation', I thought of a non-batfam/late batfam Tim Drake who starts off as Stray.

And unfortunately, (or fortunately) I was watching Carmen Sandiego while writing it.

So instead, you're getting a Tim centric x Carmen Sandiego fic

DC = Disregard canon.

SO, I have decided to add Darcy Thomas to the crew!

Tag: Stray!Tim Carmen Sandiego AU

Tim only truly met/got acquainted with the Batfamily after the We Are Robin movement, after Duke’s integration in the family and the events of Batman Files: the Signal.

Rewind! Since Darcy became apart of the We Are Robin movement as Ives chilled in Metropolis for a break while Tim, Pru, Tam, and Bernard are wandering Asia, searching for a trail of old magical artefacts that lost wind after from Atlantis. After recovering the artefacts, and deciding that they best returned to the depths of Atlantis, Tim and Tam snuck into Titans Tower and dropped them off, meeting face to face with Damian Wayne. They ran away before any interaction.

Anyways!

Team TIM fails to retrieve artefacts from a coordinated heist all over the US of A and stay together to coordinate with his team in order to track down the auctions and buyers of these artefacts, ending it off in Gotham, where apparently the Bats have tracked down the auction and interrupt their bust. Damian recognised Stray and Tam, codenamed ‘Phantom’, and they fought.

This is the ensuing conversation had after they were apprehended (Unfortunately, Tam and Bernard didn’t stand a chance against Nightwing and Robin. Where Darcy and Tim couldn’t take down Orphan. Outnumbered and Outskilled :[)

Tim (Stray): “Hey- Hey! Easy on the cuffs, saviour of the night.”

Batman: Eye twitch.

Darcy (Wringer): “I knew we should’ve fed Ives before leaving.”

Robin: “Who’s Ives?”

Tam (Phantom), Bernard (Pipeline): “Our resident/pet.”

*Stares at each other*

Tam, Bernard: “Our pet/resident.”

Stray: Pure, exasperated, sigh.

Robin: “Wait a minute. I recognise you.”

Stray: “Oh shit.”

Phantom: “Woah-oh—”

Robin: “You were the imbeciles who broke into Titans’ Tower!”

Nightwing: “I’m sorry, what—”

Stray: “Oh, and that’s our cue.”

Spoiler: “Hold on… You’re STRAY?”

Sparrow, lockpicked her way out of her cuffs: “Time to go!”

Stray: “Bye!”

Tim and co escaped their cuffs and escapes.

Nightwing: “Who’s Stray??”

That’s basically how their first ‘official’ meeting went down.

A like,,, 10 minute sketch of them

Tam’s the only one going into the ‘hero’ aesthetic, Darcy and Bernard got their shit from their own closets with some equipment and ran with it. Ives’ doesn’t have a costume, and he’d prefer not to be on field like the others

[butchcarmy]

ok after that i now NEED to read carmy getting a bj heh

(in reference to this post)

I’ve been thinking really hard (lol) about this…spent some time thinking and researching and studying and here’s what I’ve got… 

…BUT I want to promote this part of @zorrasucia's carmy fic first. It so closely follows what I imagine his first bj is like too. This is the blueprint. Its so good please read it. 

It finally happens one day after Carmy finishes going down on you.

You look down between your legs just as you’re trying to catch your breath post-orgasm. Carmy’s staring up at you, cheek resting on your thigh. His mouth and chin are shiny, coated with you.

“Carmy,” you sigh like you’re in a dream. You run your fingers through his hair, combing through it. “You’re too good to me. Please, let me return the favor.”

“Y’wanna go for round 2 already?” He’s sitting up, clearly already hard. He always is when he eats you out. “Don’t get me wrong, I wanna be inside you—“

“No, no, not like that.” He’s confused, and it shows on his face, too. “I wanna suck you off.”

“…Oh.” Carmy’s cheeks are quickly coloring. “That’s, uh…”

“We don’t have to anything you don’t wanna do—“

“No, it’s not that at all,” he protests weakly. The tips of his ears are pink. “It’s just, ah… I’ve never done that before.”

“You’ve never had a blowjob?” You’re aghast. He just nods, embarrassed. You do suppose it makes sense, with you being the first person he’s had sex with. You don’t know why you’re still surprised. “With how hard you fuck me, I forget there’s still a lot you haven’t gotten to try,” you muse, pulling the hair tie off your wrist, and he laughs shakily. 

“I, I’m probably not gonna last long,” he warns. You believe it, not just because it’s his first time, but because how reddened and hard his cock is. The exposed tip is so flushed, beaded with so much pre-come that it almost looks like he’s already finished. All this from eating you out.

“That’s okay. There’s always next time, and the time after that, and then the time after that…” That gets another shaky laugh out of him. You lower your head, your breath ghosting across the tip. It twitches. “Ready?”

“Please,” he whispers, and then he corrects, “I mean, yes.”

You start with just kisses. When your lips first touch the tip of his cock, he inhales sharply. Keeps it held as you kiss down the rest of him, kissing along curves and veins until you reach the base.

“Relax, baby,” you tell him, and his exhale rushes out of him. 

“I’m trying,” he starts, “I’m just—“

You lick gently at the base of his cock, forming a wet ring, and Carmy lets out a strangled moan. 

“I wanna hear you,” you whisper. You lick upwards, slowly dragging the flat of your tongue on the underside of his shaft before running it over the head. 

“Fuck,” Carmy curses, snapping his head back. You’re not sure you’ve ever seen someone so sensitive, so reactive. It’s making you wet again. You lick at the swollen tip again and again, covering it in glossy spit, and you pull a couple more moans out from him that way.

“I like the way you taste,” you confess with filthy honesty. The tip of your tongue runs firmly along his slit, and he gasps. Every pass of your tongue brings out another noise from him. 

Maybe it’s mean of you since he’s clearly so sensitive, but you do it anyway. You open your mouth and carefully suck the head of his cock between your lips. 

“Oh my god,” Carmy whimpers, hips twitching forward like they’ve got a mind of their own. You’ve pulled him deeper into your mouth. His thick, warm length rests heavy on your tongue. It’s admittedly a little bit of a tight fit…

Inching further down onto his cock, you start gliding your slick tongue on the slippery underside. Carmy’s been reduced to a mixture of poorly restrained moans and whimpers. You’re not sure if you’ve ever heard him like this before. You bring your hand to the last half of his cock that’s not in your mouth, but as soon as you pump the spit-slicked base once, he’s coming down your throat.

He moans to high heaven as he comes, hips jaggedly thrusting towards the back of your throat. You breathe through your nose, resisting the urge to gag, but if anything, it just makes you wetter. You swallow on reflex, feeling the tip spurt come down your throat, and you think the constricting tightness of it makes the volume of Carmy’s moans spike. 

You keep him in your mouth until he softens, and when you finally drag yourself off him, his cock glistens with your spit. Above you, Carmy’s still trying to catch his breath. 

“You should fuck my mouth next time,” you say cheekily, and all Carmy does in response is groan.

[cent-scratchnsniff]

to smile. to rejoice. to celebrate

[stalkiwi]

how unoriginal am i

[2hadowsight]

beatrice

[rugwurm]

cant haunt the narrative anymore. because of woke