#eliot charon

[snailsgoingdowntown]

can you write a drabble fluff for Eliot Charon & Hebaron Nirtha (separate) x female reader about how she doesn't seem to realize how attractive she is. She doesn't know why men always seek for her hand in marriage. You can choose any of the characters above, it your decision to write what you feel is appropriate. Have a nice day

I just learned that a drabble is actually 100 words and this 600… oh well, I guess.

I couldn’t think of anything for Hebaron, so I’m sorry about that. I also hope you don’t mind the suggestive nature of this… I tried; I really did but this was the only thing that kept popping in my head. I hope you like it and thank you for requesting!

Minors/blank blogs dni

Warnings: slight jealously, mentioned past harassment

Not-sfw warnings: suggestive

Blog contains dark content/dead dove, don’t eat.

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You were an extremely beautiful woman.

Lovely as roses, smile as bright and warm as the sun, eyes shining like jewels – so beautiful, so lovely. Eliot himself had fallen at first sight, but it was a puppy crush then. And well, four years later, and two weeks after returning from the campaign, he’s proud and grateful to call himself your fiancé.

But when he did return, something was amiss.

You were clingier than usual, more openly affectionate. One would think it would only be natural, considering he was away for three years, his life on the line and survival uncertain. It was added to the mix, yes, but it didn’t take him long to realize you were making a show of it; at first, he thought you were marking him in a way, telling every young woman that he was off the market. He was wrong, apparently.

For a week after his much-wanted return, you had told him in bed, naked form cuddled into his chest.

“Men kept proposing to me after you left.”

His fingers brushed against your shoulders, your hair tickling his chin. Eliot hums in response, grip on you becoming a bit tighter. He kisses the crown of your head, loving the way you nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck, hands sprayed across his bare chest. He should have known as much.

You were a beautiful woman, extremely so.

It would only make sense that others would take the chance presented before them. Of course, they would never have dared to act in such a way. But with him gone, on a dangerous mission at that, uncertain if he would return alive or not…

Of course, they would target you. Why would they not? A pretty lady would mourn her fiancé’s death at any given moment. Waiting for his return, and even if he made it back alive, who’s to say that he didn’t find another lover on the trip? Or if he lost a limb or two? Became a different person, harsh and rash instead of the gentle giant?

They probably told you those things. Said how you can’t live without a husband, and what good is a woman if she is unwed? Unless you’re a high-ranking servant, or a servant in general, how could you make a proper living?

They told you things like that, didn’t they?

“I see. I assume they did not give up easily?”

“Mm, they kept harassing me to say yes. They were practically buzzing flies and annoying dogs… hounding me like that…” you throw a leg over his, skin as smooth as he remembered. And between your thighs was a mess – a claim, of sorts. Something you had begged for. Maybe it was the events that went on for three years that made you beg for it, reckless and yet, he was too.

He just missed you so much.

“Majority of the other women were left alone, even though it was their husbands and fiancés who left for The Campaign as well.”

The annoyance was starting to burn hotter in his chest. “Did they get physical?” Eliot holds you closer to him, tighter if possible. When you shake your head ‘no,’ his fingers slowly loosen their hold on you. He closes his eyes, kisses your forehead, threading his fingers through your hair. “That’s good,” he says, letting out a sigh.

“I just don’t understand why they were so… persistent. Every day, a new one would come, and every week I had to shoo them away. I just don’t understand why me, and why they leaped at the… ‘opporuinty’ once you left.”

Oh, if only you knew…

Instead of saying it – he plans to, tomorrow – Eliot raises, supporting himself on his arms, palms pressed against the bed. And when you look up at him with those eyes and kiss-swollen lips, who can blame him for starting another round?

Might as well make them hear who you crave and love.

[april-is]

April 4, 2024: Coyotes by the Eliot House, Glyn Maxwell

Coyotes by the Eliot House Glyn Maxwell

Tom I’ve a question and all I have is a question. There are lots of coyotes near this old house you lived in. I didn’t expect them here in the green Northeast. Figured them things of rocks and the high sierras. There goes another one bounding for the bushes. First time, I thought: that’s a dog acting really strangely. But it didn’t turn back for approval or get distracted by an insignificant thing, as a dog will tend to. No it was gone by now, it had made me nervous. They’re the size of a family dog but they’re on their own. Folks round here reassure me there’s no danger unless you attack their cubs so I’ll shelve my plan to attack their cubs, chrissakes. Tom, Tom, apologies, I have loved my time in your house.

Last night at dinner we heard a siren wailing off in the town and all of them started howling, all the coyotes for miles around in the bushes aghast, alerting their young, alarming their old, rising and heightening, matching its pitch and power, one near the blue spinning light in its thrall, uniquely bound by this unpredicted visitation. Then after the siren faded they packed it in. What do they think that is, that demands of them and gets of them their love or their terror or both? What do we poets do when we know it’s nothing? Not for them or against them or about them. Tom, I had to be here to ask that question. I expect I’ll have to be gone before you answer.

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More animal poems.

More poems responding to T.S. Eliot, my problematic fave:

Waste Land Limericks, Wendy Cope

Old Women in Eliot Poems, David Wright

Today in:

2023: I Know Someone, Mary Oliver 2022: I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense, Danez Smith 2021: In the Morning, Before Anything Bad Happens, Molly Brodak 2020: Interesting Times, Mark Jarman 2019: The accident has occurred, Margaret Atwood 2018: Little snail, Anonymous 2017: Poem for My Son in the Car, Jennifer K. Sweeney 2016: Postcard to Baudelaire, Thomas Lux 2015: What The Dead Tell Us About Charon, Ferryman Of The Dead, Brett Ortler 2014: The Trees, Philip Larkin 2013: A Small, Soul-Colored Thing, Paisley Rekdal 2012: Last Supper, Charles Wright 2011: I Said to Poetry, Alice Walker 2010: Disgraceland, Mary Karr 2009: What To Say To A Bear, Ionna Warwick 2008: In The City of Light, Larry Levis 2007: the mockingbird, Charles Bukowski 2006: Part of Eve’s Discussion, Marie Howe 2005: I thank You God for most this amazing, e.e. cummings

[dfroza]

A long time to get a glimpse of space

@NASAhistory

Rise and shine! 🛰️⏰

#OTD in 2014, the New Horizons spacecraft awoke from its "nap" in anticipation of reaching Pluto after almost 3 billion miles and 9 years. 7 months later, it captured these photos of Pluto (left) and Charon (right).

Read more:

12.6.22 • 12:00pm • Twitter

@earthskyscience

On March 2, astronomers discovered the comet C/2022 E3 (ZTF). It's been drawing closer to the inner solar system all year. And when it comes nearest the Earth and sun in 2023, it should become easily visible in binoculars:

☄️ 📸 Thank you, Eliot Herman!

12.1.22 • 1:02pm • Twitter

and a point tomorrow:

@SPACEdotcom

What time will the moon eclipse Mars on Dec. 7?

12.6.22 • 4:32pm • Twitter

A (Full Circle) cold moon

Wednesday the 7th of december (2022)

A tweet from Today:

@StationCDRKelly

Wow! These new photos of the moon from #Orion are incredible!

12.6.22 • 6:28pm • Twitter

the silent moon is True illumination.

imagine making a (clear) connection with a friend?

[thebardostate]

Visions of Hell: Dante's Inferno

Last month, in observance of the 700th anniversary of Dante Alighieri's death (and as my Halloween reading for this year) I reread Dante's Inferno. I last read it along with Purgatorio and Paradisio about 30 years ago, and while I have no burning desire to slog my way through Paradisio again Inferno is a fun read.

Florence of the late 13th Century was split into warring factions - the Ghibellines allied to the Holy Roman Emperor, and the Guelfs aligned with the Church. The Guelfs were further split between the pious White Guelfs and the Black Guelfs who owed allegiance to the Papacy. Dante was a White Guelf, but was in an arranged marriage to the daughter of the leader of the Black Guelfs. After various battles, assasinations and other political intrigues Dante was exiled from Florence in 1301 and never returned. He settles many scores in Inferno, and the schadenfreude so apparent in Inferno is part of what makes it fun to read. The sinners condemned to hell are all too human, as are Dante's interactions with them and his doling out ironic punishments (contrapassos) to them.

But it would be a great mistake to see Inferno as a petty exercise in vengeance. It is one of the greatest works of poetry in existence. It has been translated over a hundred times by such giants of English literature as Chaucer, Milton, Shelley, Keats, Byron, Tennyson, Longfellow, Swinburne, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and Robert Browning; Dante also inspired later poets including Beckett, Joyce, Yeats, Pound, Eliot, Auden, and many others. Inferno is one of the greatest and most enduring works in Western literature, in the same class as Shakespeare's best works and with not much else in their same class. Commentaries on the Divine Comedy began appearing not long after Dantes death (including those from two of his sons) and continue their regular appearance. A new anthology, After Dante: Poets in Purgatory was just published.

Artists have also found Inferno to be fertile ground for the imagination. My personal favorite is Gustav Dore, whose illustrations began appearing in the 1850s and continued to be a moneymaker for him for many years to come.

Charon, from Inferno Canto III

Farinata, from Inferno Canto X

Satan, from Inferno Canto XXXIV

That last image of Bertran de Born from Canto XXVIII should look familiar to Terry Gilliam fans:

In fact Dante's Divine Comedy has given us a wealth of images we continue to see in movies and television. Dore's illustration from Paradisio Canto XXXI is a case in point:

From the 1983 science fiction film Brainstorm:

From The Simpsons Treehouse of Horror XII:

Or here's Faylita Hicks' beautiful Tarot rendering of Dante the Pilgrim's passage across the Styx from Inferno Canto III:

But I digress. When rereading Inferno this time around I took my time choosing a translation, eventually settling on reading two translations in parallel: the 1971 Penguin Classics version by Mark Musa and the 1867 version by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, the first American translation and still popular after all these years.

Why two translations? Because Dante is difficult to translate and get it right. Part of the genius of Inferno is that Dante writes on many levels at once; his poetry is a tour de force high-wire act. He invented a rhyming scheme that carries the narrative forward like a waltz: aba-bcb-cdc-ded-efe. Here's an example from the 2013 Clive James translation:

James is one of the few English translators to attempt to recreate Dante's rhyming scheme, with mixed and sometimes forced results. Dante could pull it off because Italian rhymes more easily and often than English; as James notes, it's hard not to rhyme in Italian. Dante also plays with words, as when his guide Virgil warns Dante the Pilgrim not to confuse piety with pity. In Italian, both are expressed with the word pietà.

When choosing a translation there are key tradeoffs between clarity, beauty of language and fidelity to the original. A really outstanding English translation will only get you two out of three, and a good translation will only achieve one. That's why I chose to read both the Musa version (for clarity) and the Longfellow version (for beauty of language.) I wasn't disappointed. I doubt I'd have made it through the Longfellow version without having first read Musa, since Longfellow's poetry almost needs its own translation - it's rather like reading one of Shakespeare's plays.

For comparison, here's the Longfellow version of the famous inscription above the Gates of Hell from the opening of Canto III:

“Through me the way is to the city dolent

Through me the way is to eternal dole;

Through me the way among the people lost.

Justice incited my sublime Creator;

Created me divine Omnipotence;

The highest Wisdom and the primal Love.

Before me there were no created things.

Only eterne, and I eternal last.

All hope abandon, ye who enter in!”

These words in somber color I beheld

Written upon the summit of a gate;

Whence I: “Their sense is, Master, hard to me!”

And here’s the Musa transition of the same: (capitalization in original)

I AM THE WAY INTO THE DOLEFUL CITY,

I AM THE WAY INTO ETERNAL GRIEF,

I AM THE WAY TO A FORESAKEN RACE.

JUSTICE IT WAS THAT MOVED MY GREAT CREATOR;

DIVINE OMNIPOTENCE CREATED ME,

AND HIGHEST WISDOM JOINED WITH PRIMAL LOVE.

BEFORE ME NOTHING BUT ETERNAL THINGS

WERE MADE, AND I SHALL LAST ETERNALLY.

ABANDON EVERY HOPE, ALL YOU WHO ENTER.

I saw these words spelled out in somber colors

inscribed along the ledge above a gate;

“Master,” I said, “These words I see are cruel.”

The Musa translation was far easier to read, but it's not deathless prose. The Longfellow language is beautiful, but it requires repeated readings to absorb - and during the long Malebolgia series of cantos in Lower Hell I felt Longfellow starting to drag.

In closing, I really enjoyed rereading Inferno. Reading the two translations in parallel gave me a new appreciation for his genius, but short of learning Italian a full appreciation of Dante is always going to be just out of reach. I can easily see why he still has things to say after 700 years. If I had to do it over again I think instead of Musa I'd be tempted to read one of the other recommended translations I ran across, like the Dorothy L. Sayers or C. H. Sisson versions, but by that time I was committed. I'd still recommend the Longfellow version, but only if you are already familiar with the text or have another version to compare it to. Buona lettura!

[storytell]

muses but assigned to villain songs

money money money: STEINBECK, fukase, lizzie, kyoya, fitzgerald, talbot, daishou, NEMESIS, sigyn, temple, zhongli

hayloft: lucy, HUCK, kenji, winfield, minami, tatara, souji, a-qing, maria, rachel, sham, charon, nyx, gary, julia, lancelot, south, georgia, kokichi, beck, childe

angel of small death in the codeine scene: gogol, katai, agatha, poe, widowmaker, ray, lan wangji, jin zixuan, monika, donatello, graham, banica, JANE, galahad, idaho

house of wolves: twain, kajii, gide, akutagawa, ashe, shindou, the mother, kinjo, nie mingjue, sergei, claire, berga, dallas, gabriel, ladd, jacuzzi’s gang, heracles, clawdeen, race, tucker, gamma, sigma, omega, michiru, lumine

bubblegum bitch: margaret, ranpo, casino, momiji, pixie-bob, maryelle, ramona, silvermist, narcissus, celeste

st bernard: tetcho, mushitaro, ayatsuji, karma, dogra magra, q, gentle, tamaki, all of love, tetsu, niccolo, shiroe, mo xuanyu, yura, nathaniel, luck, maiza, jacuzzi, roy, RGB, oliver, lyf, gawain, nagi, carolina, north, eta, iota, doyle, maine, diluc

the house of the rising sun: natsume, shibusawa, dazai, genji, noe, tsurugi, gear, seung-gil, KR, koumei, kagami, huey, melvi, essa, czes, the poet, cass, tsukishima, march, NEMESIS, jon, JONNY, brian, rin, bitters, epsilon, delta, theta, church, simmons, tex, mal, keebo, KAEYA

barracuda: yuzu, teruko, gin, roland, rieze, alibaba, KT, darling, luka, eliot, nice, lua, christopher, chaini, sonja, kalia, rail, percy, tink, michael, luna, wyoming, tenko, ninny, fischl

time warp: frankenstein, tracer LMFAO, manga, belkia, iori, dinkuron, jack, wells, the watcher, isaac, ronny, robecca, caboose

???: lovecraft

[flying-elliska]

I must say, the Magic underworld is amazing! The atmosphere is fantastic and reminds me the world of the dead in Corpus Bride and Coco, in the way that is more interesting and colorful than the surface. And Lucas development is amazing and he's such a softy. But very strong too. The man doesn't break even with Eliott being the most adorable person right in front of him! This requires strength! And Eliott eliotting at his fullest is so good to read! Actual ask: the old man was Caronte inspired?

Thank you so much ! I haven’t seen Coco but Corpse Bride was definitely an inspiration. The point of the Magic Underground is very deliberate ; since the actual Underworld is something both Eliott and Lucas are terrified of. But more about that later ;) 

And yes ! The old man was definitely an echo of Charon, the guy who passes souls over the Underground River Styx (which was also the name of the club in which they first met !) Add the river in the movie they watched together and there is now officially a River theme in this fic ahaha ^^ 

[monsternobility]

tagged by @raphhaels THANKS BABE

name: ronan uwu

nickname: alan calls me shae!! it’s my middle name. ive also had people in one of my servers call me ro and i surprisingly really like that a lot

zodiac: scorpio sun taurus moon babey

height: 5′4

language: english

nationality: usa

favorite season: spring+fall

favorite flower: roses!!!

favorite scent: r. roses. sandalwood. old books.

favorite color: any pastel but especially baby pink, blue, and lavender

favorite animal: lions and crocodiles!!!

favorite fictional character: god. fuck. uh. charon fo3, both aziraphale AND crowley probably, shockwave transformers, eliot magicians

coffee tea or hot chocolate: tea!!!

average hours of sleep: 7-ish? counting naps it’d be closer to like. 9.

dogs or cats: theyre both good

number of blankets: three!!! sometimes four. occasionally a fifth little throw blanket, one of those soft fuzzy ones.

dream trip: oh man. any trip really but i’d love to see the van gogh museum in amsterdam

blog established: christ like 2012 i think? i feel like.... december?

follower count: uhhhhhhhhhh 574

random fact: i’m a mod in an online community of weird furries but it’s very fun

tagging: im not taggin any of yall im lazy.

[finishinglinepress]

Languid Lusciousness with Lemon

By Joan Leotta

Finishing Line Press, 2017

231 Pages

ISBN-13: 978-1635341454

Review by Barbara R. Saunders

Joan Leotta declares her stakes in a one-word line. It’s near the center of the first poem of this collection, the title poem, “Languid Lusciousness with Lemon.” This charming book of poetry is a meditation on immortality. Food, for this poet, is a metaphor for life itself—constant but temporary, and meant to be consumed with joy. Every harvest can remind us to be grateful for the living earth; every recipe, of our own agency; and every meal, of the possibility or the realization of love.

In some pieces, the narrator remembers how her elders imparted lessons. She marvels that her grandmother could “summon birds from an empty sky” with the “tossed crumbs and crusts” from breakfast toast. The older woman explains, “Everyone hears when called to the table.” On apple-picking trips with her father, the narrator learns “apples taste better when you know them by name.” And the narrator’s mother demands an apprenticeship before handing over a cherished pizzelle cookie recipe because, she says, “Words are not enough/You need to learn to feel/When the dough has just enough flour.”

The narrator applies this wisdom about food and relationships to the family she generates herself. A bag of peaches from her husband, she observes, signifies the promise of a life filled with sweet adventures. “We cook many into jam and pies together … we dare all this and more -- together.” Speaking of an afternoon of tasting savory bivalves with a daughter, she says, “I savored the found pearl/of our togetherness.” At the family dinner table, she notices, “love is spoken -- loudly, and by all.” A few humorous poems turn inward. The Turkish delight in a novel finds its sticky way onto the narrator’s hands, and a session of strawberry chopping discharges the anger from a marital argument.

There are a few poems unrelated to food. These fit squarely into the theme of family. “Kitty Hawk Hang Glider School,” brings us back to those wondrous birds as the narrator’s son takes “A solo flight. The first of many yet to come.” In another poem, only the smell of coffee shows up—a ghost, like her father, in a dream. This poem, “Dreaming across the Styx” contains my favorite line of the collection: “Instead of Charon,/my own beloved father/waits, patiently, to/ferry me across the Styx/in his white 1960 Thunderbird.”

Though domesticity is a focus, the poet’s heart opens to encompass the world beyond the hearth. Food serves as currency for bonding with fruit vendors, waitresses, and neighbors. When a young man in Istanbul angrily tells her that Americans don’t appreciate his culture, she tries to change his mind over coffee, “talking across the Bosphorus of our diverse lives, until his anger waned.” And she laments, in the closing piece in the collection, that breaking bread together can’t always save us. A young man who shares his Ramadan goodies with her dies at the hands of ISIS.

A solo performer as well as a writer, Leotta skilfully balances autobiographical elements, such as clues to her Italian heritage, with intellectual ones, including the references to T.S. Eliot that pepper the collection. The message, both exciting and comforting: Sweet meets tart, nature’s bounty meets human craft, stay-at-home mom meets Jordanian fighter pilot--such is life!

===ABOUT THE REVIEWER: Barbara R Saunders hails from New York and lives in Berkeley, California. Her poetry focuses on biography and myth. She’s at work on a memoir, Dead Dreams.

Posted July 1, 2021

[wilddragonflying]

It's a stupid plan.

It's so goddamn stupid it has to work.

The Library had gotten his - his thief and his hacker trapped in the fucking Underworld, he'd reunited with the twin he'd never thought he'd see again, and the universe fucking owed him.

"They physically went to the Underworld," Cassandra had tried to tell him. "Their bodies..."

"Will be fine," Eliot had growled. "Or I'll find another fucking god to heal them."

Cassandra and Ezekiel had looked at Jake, who'd shrugged. "It's not like we couldn't help with that, too," he'd pointed out.

"It is kind of our fault they got shoved into that portal," Ezekiel had conceded, biting his lip.

"Exactly. So now open this fucking portal so I can get them back," Eliot had snapped, and Cassandra had done so, and he'd stepped through with nothing but the guitar on his back.

Turns out, Orpheus and Eurydice were real people, once, and they'd almost managed to complete the ritual to bring Eurydice back. Now, Eliot was stepping into Orpheus' shoes, nothing but a guitar in his hands and a prayer in his head to whoever the hell might be listening to give him enough time to make this work.

Taking a deep breath, ignoring the chill seeping into his bones, Eliot starts to sing.

He sings every song he can think of as he walks down the path, as he hands coins to Charon, as he's taken across the river and as he winds his way towards the palace. He sings as he walks through the doors of the palace, makes his way to the dais, where Hades is sitting on a throne, Persephone nowhere to be seen(it's summer, the height of summer, this would've been easier if she was there, but then again, maybe not, with what Eliot has planned for the end of today.)

He sings until Hades holds up a hand and tells him to stop. "I know why you're here," he says, and he sounds amused, and a little regretful. "And I cannot allow one soul to escort two from my realm."

"They aren't yours," Eliot says, barely keeps his tone civil. "They're mine. Heart, body, and soul."

Something glints in Hades' gaze. "But are you theirs?"

"Till my dying day," Eliot answers, without hesitation.

"Then prove it," Hades says, reclining back. "You've done your research; you know the ritual."

Eliot takes a deep breath, squares his shoulders, and looks the lord of the Underworld in the eye.

"No."

Hades straightens. "'No'?"

"No," Eliot repeats, soft and firm. "I'm not doing some damned ritual. They weren't meant to be here, they're still in their physical bodies, and you're going to let them go. You can go back and pick up whoever the hell you meant that ritual to catch once I have Parker and Hardison back."

Seconds seem to stretch like hours as Hades scrutinizes Eliot, finally pushing himself to his feet and almost gliding from the throne. "You're bold, for a human," he murmurs, the words echoing in the deathly-quiet throne room. "You dare defy a god?"

The hairs on the back of Eliot's neck stand up, and he grins. "I dare a lot more than that," he says, and before Hades or his guards can react, he winds up -

And punches Hades square in the nose.

Hades rears back with a startled, pained sound, and there's hands on Eliot's arms, hands he'd know anywhere, and he falls into them, lets them drag him into another portal, magic sparking across his skin as he smirks at Hades, who watches them leave with a baleful - and maybe even fond - look.

On the other side of the portal, back in the Library, Hardison and Parker fold him into their arms, and Eliot sinks into their embrace, the others turning away to give them some semblance of privacy.

Later, he'll ask for the details of how Hardison and Parker managed to hijack a connection to the service, how they managed to break into Hades' palace using Eliot's distraction, how they got a signal to the Library for another portal -

Right now, the only thing Eliot cares about is the two of them warm and alive in his arms.

not only did the three “die” holding hands, the two of them that were in a romantic relationship didn’t. eliot was in the middle. he held both their hands. you would think a show would put their long-time building romantic relationship together and have them hold hands as they died, right? nope. not leverage. most shows wouldn’t even consider having their two male characters hold hands. especially in such an intimate, emotional scene. most shows wouldn’t have one of their male characters hold hands with his friend’s girlfriend as they were dying. leverage showed us how important their relationship was by eliot’s placement. eliot meant so much to both hardison and parker and they meant so much to him. and this was nate’s story. nate came up with this, told people how the three thieves died together, holding hands. he had to make sure people knew that eliot spencer , alec hardison , and parker loved one another so so so so so much

[mauvaisxander]

Fanmix Masterpost

All my fanmixes sorted by fandom under the cut. I’m working on putting all my old fanmixes on it now, and will be updating it as I make new mixes. 

Agents Of Shield

     Daisy

          Fault Line

          Lies Made Visible 

     Daisy/Fitz

          Walk The Line

     Daisy/Simmons

          The Great Unknown

     Daisy/Trip

          Change The Weather

     Fitz/Simmons

          All My Broken Heartbeats

          A New Equation

          I Follow You (Deep Sea Baby)

     Trip

          These Small Hours

Anna Karenina

     Anna/Vronsky

          Constellations And Dreams

Arrested Development

     GOB/Tony

          This Could Be Magic, After All

A Song Of Ice And Fire

     Ashara

         With Grace In Your Heart And Flowers In Your Hair

     Brienne

          I Am Not A Maiden Fair

     Brienne/Jaime

          Only Love Can Save Us Now

     Daenerys

          My Voluntary Blindness

     General

          Put On Your War Paint

     Robb/Theon

          A Shock Of Death

     Sansa

          High On Lullabies 

     Theon

          Blossom Every Broken Part

A Tree Grows In Brooklyn

     Johnny

          Kick Drum Heart

     Sissy

          Aching To Pupate

Buffyverse

     Andrew

          Let The World Spin Madly On

          TV Taught Me How To Feel

     Andrew/Xander

          Big Crush On You

     Angel

          The Fragile Substance Of This Soul

     Angel/Buffy

          This Is Not The End

     Angel/Cordelia

          I Loved A Girl (Who Said That I Could Change The World)

          Miles From Where You Are

     Angel/Darla

          Darkest Hearts

          The Undone And The Divine

     Angel/Faith

          All My Love

     Angel Investigations

          What I Stand For

     Angel/Spike

          Nothing More Sadistic 

     Anya

          Cinder And Smoke

     Anya/Xander

          A Tightrope Tragedy

     Buffy

          I’m Only Human

          Looking For Heaven (Found The Devil In Me)

     Buffy/Faith

          Love Hunt Me Down

     Buffy/Spike

          Damage Control

          Dark Little Heaven

          Fire In The Water

          Love Me Mercilessly

          Take My Hand

          You Are Second Hand Smoke

     Connor

          Monster

     Cordelia

          Shed My Skin

     Cordelia/Doyle

          Going Going Gone

     Dawn

          Boundless And Beauty

          Keep On Dreamin’

     Dawn/Xander

          Speechless

     Drusilla/Spike

          A Dark Waltz

     Ethan/Giles

         Oxford Comma

     Faith

          Clouded With Dirt

     Faith/Giles

          Perfect (In That Fucked Up Way)

     Faith/Willow

          Walking Into Fire

     Faith/Xander

          A Dime A Dozen Kind Of Love

     Fred

          Don’t Lose Yourself

     Fred/Gunn

          I Love You (I Always Have)

          You Light Up My World

     Fred/Wesley

          I Ache For You

     General

          At The Bronze

          Darkest Before Dawn

     Giles

          A Sinners Heart

     Giles/Lilah

          Without An Honest Heart

     Illyria

          Phoenix Throne

     Illyria/Wesley

          A New Empire

     Lilah/Wesley

          Complementary Colors 

     Oz/Willow

          A Perfect Fit

          You Picked Me

     Scoobies

          A Life Worth Fighting For

     Spike

          Battle Born

     Tara/Willow

          Dreams Of Starry Nights

          Every Moment Was So Precious 

     Wesley

          My Lying Technique 

     Willow

          Darkness I Became

          Twilight Galaxy

     Women

          Bright As The Sun And As Bold As The Moon

          My Own Hero

Bully

     Cliques

          Just A Stupid Kid

     Gary/Jimmy

          Shades Of Wrong

          Strange Type Of Chemistry

     Gary/Pete

          All That You Are (Is All That I Need)

Cabin In The Woods

     General

          Doomsday

Choices Stories You Play

     Kenna

          I Won’t Run

     Kenna/Raydan

          I’d Follow

Chronicles Of Narnia

     Caspian/Edmund

          Until The Stars Fall

Community

     Abed/Troy

          Holding A Heart

Cougar Town

     Laurie/Travis

          Hearts Given Freely

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

     Greg

          Never Wanted To Stay

     Nathaniel/Rebecca

          The Chase Is All You Know

     Rebecca/Valencia

          Not Fade Away

Dead Poets Society

     Neil/Todd

          Nothing Like You And I 

Dollhouse

     Adelle

         Last Call For Sin

     Adelle/Dominic

         Falling From Your Grace

     Alpha

         Our Vintage Misery

     Alpha/Echo

          A Taste Of Poison Paradise

          Dirty Little Damsel

     Bennett/Topher

         Two Atoms In A Molecule

     Echo

          I Don’t Exist

          Memories Fade

     Echo/Paul

          Gravity Sings

     Epitaphs

         This House Is Falling Apart

     General

          Go Back To Sleep

          We Do What We Must Because We Can

     Mellie/Paul

          My Sweetest Downfall

     Sierra

          Pins In Your Fingers

     Sierra/Victor

          You’re My Everything

     Topher

          Afterglow Of Rapture

          Dead Hearts Are Everywhere

          What Fine Design

     Whiskey

          Weary Of This Melody

Don’t Trust The B In Apartment 23

     Chloe/June

          All The Violent, Sweet, Perfect Words That You Said

Downton Abbey

     Branson/Sybil

          (You’re) The Home My Heart Searched For

     Edith

          I’ve Been Waiting (For My Planets To Align)

     Thomas

          Love Is Just A Lyric In A Children’s Rhyme

Durarara!!

     Anri/Masaomi/Mikado

          By Mistake Or By Design

     Izaya/Shizuo

          Violent For You

Fallout

     Charon/Lone Wanderer 

          You’re My River

Firefly

     General

          We Stood Up

     Inara/Mal

          The Dizzy Dance

     Kaylee/Simon

          Memory Of Home

          The Bed Of Stars

     Zoe

          I Fought The War

Friday Night Lights

     General

          God Love Your Soul And Your Aching Bones

     Jason

          Strength In Pain

     Jason/Lyla

          Too Much Is How I Love You

     Jason/Lyla/Tim

          Carousel 

     Julie/Matt

          She Is The Sunlight

          Wonderstruck

     Landry/Tyra

          I Will Love Until

     Lyla

          Heart Full Of Mess And Lore

     Lyla/Tim

          Burn Me Up

          Never Gets Dull

          Our Love’s The Only Truth

     Matt

          Looking For Wisdom

     Vince

          Everybody Loves Me

Friends

     Chandler/Monica

          I Could Live On Your Love

Geek Charming

     Dylan/Josh

          Movie Loves A Screen

Hannibal

     Will

          Blood On My Name

Harry Potter

     Dean/Seamus

          Makes My Heart Scream Colors

     Harry/Hermione/Ron

          Our Hearts Are Joined

     Hermione/Ron

          The Key To Your Heart

          Will You Be The Queen? And I’ll Be Your Clown

          You’re My Favorite Book

     James/Lily

          Head Over Feet

     Luna/Neville

          Love Planted Deeply

     Percy

          The Higher I’ll Climb

     Remus/Sirius

          Born A Lion

          Lines Of Lightning 

     Ron

          The Call

     Sirius

          Ghosts That We Knew

How I Met Your Mother

     Barney

          That Boy Is All About Fun

     Barney/Robin

          A More Uncertain Future

          Change My Orbit

          Your Perfect Disaster

     Lily/Marshall

          Growing Old With You

     MacLaren’s Gang

          High 5 (Friends Til The End)

     Ted/Tracy

          I’ve Missed You But I Haven’t Met You

          Under My Umbrella

In Your Eyes

     Dylan/Rebecca

          Echo

iZombie

     Liv/Major

          You Mean The World To Me

     Liv/Major/Ravi

          More Than Life

Kill La Kill

     Elite Four

          Dire Dreams

     Ryuko

          Meaning Of Resistance

King Falls AM

     Ben/Emily/Sammy

          My Heart In Your Hands

Les Miserables

     Bossuet/Joly

          A Drop In The Ocean

     Combeferre/Jehan

          Our Own Constellations 

     Cosette/Eponine

          Spoken Words Like Moonlight

     Cosette/Marius

          Sunlight In A Jar

          Sweet Love

     Courfeyrac/Marius

          Finding Something To Do

     Enjolras/Grantaire

          Our Hands Clasped So Tight

          You’re The One (I Had To Meet)

     Jehan

          Marvelous Things

     Les Amis

          A Dream Inside Our Heads

     Marius

          The Way It Ends

Leverage

     Eliot/Hardison/Parker

          I Fall Into You

Lizzie Bennet Diaries

     Lydia

          Sweet About Me

Marvel

     Avengers

          All Is Lost, Hope Remains

     Bucky/Natasha

          Darkness In My Heart

     Bucky/Steve

          Calling Me Home

     Clint/Natasha

          Runnin’ Wild

     Elektra/Matt

          Your Devil Side

     Frank

          Cross The Line

     Jessica

          I Am Steel

     Natasha

          Fishnets And Malice

     Peggy

          Something Good Can Work

     Pepper

          Woman King

     Pepper/Tony

          Love Will Be Our Wings

Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries

     Dot/Hugh

          Me Following You

     Jack/Phryne

          Anything Could Happen

          I Can’t Waste A Falling Star

Mortal Instruments/Shadowhunters

     Alec/Magnus

          I Saw Heaven’s Skies In Your Eyes

Neon Genesis Evangelion 

     Asuka

          Raise Hell

     Asuka/Shinji

          Hand In Unlovable Hand 

     General 

          People Are Just People

     Kaworu/Shinji

          A Prayer Left Unprayed 

          C’est La Vie C’est La Mort

          Nothing More Than Stardust

     Misato/Ritsuko

          One More Night

     Shinji

          I Am (Not) Running Away

          Searching For A Paradise

          You Were Just A Wish

Non Fandom

     Bumpy Relationships

          Get Me Right

     Cats

          Nine Lives

     Cheer Up

          Comedy Tonight

     Christmas Filk

          It’s A Fanboy Christmas

     Finnish Music

          Finland Finland Finland (That’s The County For Me)

     Love

          Perfect Love

     Music I Like

          #Back8Tracks

Orange Is The New Black

     Alex/Piper

          Can’t Fight Gravity

     Piper

          I’m A Guilty One

     Rosa

          Gonna Go Out In Style

Parks And Recreation

     Andy/April

          Wrap The World In Ribbons

     Ben/Leslie

          This Whole Beautiful Thing

Percy Jackson

     Calypso/Leo

          A Funny Little Thing

Person Of Interest

     Finch/Reese

         Save My Life

     Reese

          Flesh And Bone

     Root

          Remember Her Name

     Root/Shaw

          I Come With Knives (To Love You)

          Steal This Moment

Pretty Little Liars

     Alison

          I Was Born In A Summer Storm

          One Of Those Ghosts

     Alison/Emily

          A Fantasy Affair

          Law Of Gravity

     Alison/Mona

          Ruthless Game

     Aria

          Hearts From Iron

     Aria/Ezra

          How Fierce It Would Be

          Young Love

     A Team

          Is It Any Wonder That I Feel Betrayed?

     Caleb/Hanna

          A Drug For Angels

     Emily/Paige

          She Keeps Me Warm

     Emily/Spencer

          Shinin’ Just For You

     Hanna/Mona

          We’ll Be A Sweet Disaster

     Jenna

          (You Never Met A) Bitch Like Me

     Liars

          We Are Fire Born

     Melissa

          Secrets That Are Never To Be Told

     Mona

          Boom Goes The Dynamite

     Spencer

          I Am Titanium 

          Last Piece Of The Jigsaw

     Spencer/Toby

          I See Your Face In Every Star

          Lost Without You

          This Love Is Ours

Princess Tutu

     Ahiru

          Dance With Me Tonight

     Ahiru/Fakir

          Everlasting Light

     Mytho/Rue

          I Was Made For You

     Rue

          Blackbird

Psycho-Pass

     General

          Sins Original

     Kougami/Makishima

          Living With Your Ghost

     Kougami/Tsunemori

          Words In My Memory

Puella Magi Madoka Magica 

     Kyoko/Sayaka

          All Of My Stupid Love

Pushing Daisies

     Chuck/Ned

          Star-Crossed Souls Slow Dancing

Revenge

     Emily/Nolan

          For You, I Would Happily Drown

Revolutionary Girl Utena

     Anthy

          All This Sin And Strife

          Hope That Something Pure Can Last

     Anthy/Utena

          Moondance

          Pull Me Home

     General

          Stand And Fight

     Juri/Shiori

          All My Fragile Strength Is Gone

     Saionji/Touga

          Burn The Ashes

Safety Not Guaranteed

     General

          Gimme Sympathy 

Shakespeare

     Beatrice/Benedict

          Crazy Love

     Ophelia

          Rose Red

Shameless

     Fiona

          Shining Stars

     Fiona/Jimmy

          Burn To Shine

     Ian/Mickey

          Every Truth That You Denied

          Hope Is Our Four Letter Word

     Karen

          Baby You’re A Star

     Karen/Lip

          For Just One Yesterday

          The Wonderful Mess That We Made

     Kevin/Veronica

          Here Comes The Sun

     Lip

          Devil In My Mouth

Star Trek

     Cardassians

          All In Gray

     Filk

          Star Trekkin’

General

          The Future’s Not That Far Away

     Sarina/Seven

          Poetry In Motion

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

     Alexander/Nog

          A Sky Full Of Stars 

     Bashir

          Real Human Being

     Bashir/Garak

          Doctor Doctor (Give Me The News)

          Inside The Lies

          Love&Pizza

          Mosaic Broken Hearts

          No Sweeter Innocence

          The War Is Over (We Are Beginning)

          This Could Be Trouble

          Truth In Your Lies

          You Were A Kindness

     Bashir&O’Brien

          As Brothers We Will Stand

     Dax/Kahn

          Your Kiss Is Like A Lost Ghost

     Dax/Kira

          I And Love And You

          Our Private Galaxy

          You’re The Only One I See

     Garak

          Tell You A Secret

     Jake/Nog

          This Perfect Spot

          Underneath The Stars

     Keiko/Kira/Miles

          Love Was Bigger

     Kira/Odo

          (Your Love Is) Steady And Sure

     Odo/Quark

          Say That We’ll Be Nemeses

     Sisko

          Faith Is All

Star Trek: The Next Generation

     Picard/Q

          That Makes Us Human

     Riker/Troi

          A Moment Of Truth

Star Trek: The Original Series

     McCoy/Spock

          Our Calculation 

     Uhura

          A Star On The Dark Horizon

Star Trek: Voyager

     EMH I/EMH II

         Wings Of Thought

     Janeway

          Find A Home

     Janeway/Seven

          Coming To You

     Kim/Paris

          You Make Me Feel Like I Am Home Again

     Kim/Paris/Torres

          Fall In Love With A B Film

     Kim/Tuvok

          The Color Of The Universe

     Paris/Torres

          Falling Is Like This

          One More Chance (To Be Young And Wild And Free)

          Passion Bites

          You Make My Motor Run

     Seven

          Machine

     Suder/Tuvok

          You Are My Temptation

Stranger Things

     Jonathan/Nancy/Steve

          The Sky, The Earth, And Us

That 70′s Show

     Hyde/Jackie

          Don’t Let Me Fall

     Jackie

          Bubblegum Bitch

The Book Thief

     Liesel

          Magnolia

The Newsroom

     Don/Sloan

          Only Love

     Mackenzie/Will

          I Gave You All

          We Are Love And Misery

The Office

     Angela/Dwight

          Working Hard For You

     Jim/Pam

          The Earth Is Warmer When You Laugh

     Kelly/Ryan

          Reckless With My Heart

The West Wing

     Ainsley/Sam

          You Will Become

     C.J./Danny

          As Lovers Go

          Sweet Nothing

Welcome To Night Vale

     Carlos/Cecil

          I Hear Your Voice (And Suddenly I’m Falling)

     General

          A World Of White Blindness

Wicked

     Elphaba/Glinda

          Swan Song

Wolf 359

     Eiffel/Hera

          A Universe Inside Of You

[snailsgoingdowntown]

can i ask a request for Gabel Lachzion or Eliot Charon x fem reader try to hide erotic romance books from him to learn how to be more seductive to please him in bed. You can choose write sfw or nsfw

Gabel Lachzion x fem! Reader

Minors/blank/blogs that don’t interact (reblogging) fics and/or fanart dni

Blog contains dead dove don’t eat/dark content.

Not sfw warnings: fingering, hand/job, mention of going down on each other, riding.

Word count: 1067k

Kinda strayed off from the request… sorry about that, but I hope you like it!

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“Baby… is this what you wanted?”

Gabel nibbles your ear, one finger rubbing circles into your clit. Your hand was stroking his cock at the same time – thumb playing with the tip, pre-cum leaking from the slit. Your back was pressed against his chest, legs twitching more with each added pressure to your bud.

You were a virgin. A virgin and unwed still – and it was because of that, that this was taboo. You shouldn’t be tucked away in some hidden corner of Anatol. Nor should you be pressed against him, his free hand covering your mouth, despite how desperately he wants to hear your cute little moans and whimpers, gasping when he teases your opening.

The heel of his hand grinds against your glit as he slides his middle finger against your soaking slit. Your legs spread more, hips bucking just the tiniest bit – how cute. You’re trying to sneak his finger into your hole. Gabel licks a strip up your neck.

You were a virgin, and yet, you crossed part the line with him already. Memories of his fingers deep in your cunt, hitting that spongy spot, only for him to retreat them before the knot in your lower belly could snap. Licking your slick off his fingers as his hand grabs yours, ceasing your hand job.

Those steamy sessions always ended like that. And you were too shy to say anything – too worried he didn’t want to cross that line completely with you. And it would have been fine, understandable, even, if he didn’t whisper how much he wanted to slide his cock into you. How badly he wanted to cum inside the deepest parts of you, or how he wants to fuck you until your mind goes blank and –

“Mm… hah…,” he releases your mouth, fingers traveling lower until they enclose around your neck loosely. Your eyes widen when he finally slides in his middle finger. Deeper and deeper until it hits his knuckle. Drool drips from your mouth as his fingers go from lightly squeezing your neck to shoving three down your mouth.

“C’mon baby… you can’t make too much noise, okay?” Nodding your head, your hips buck into his hand – an attempt to get his finger to thrust in and out. Something you saw in an erotic romance novel – one that was forgotten on the floor, somewhere in the village. In the back of your mind, you wonder if anyone picked it up.

You also wonder why you bothered backing him into this closed off corner after he confronted you with a teasing smile about the book – in his hand, but isolated from everyone else. You don’t even remember what had transpired after he sneaked up on you. You try not to question his decision in bringing it up in the village, instead of your home, preferably your bed.

Gabel starts to thrust his finger in and out at a lazy pace. Instead of whispering sweet nothings to you, like he always would, his fingers leave your mouth, only to grab your chin and turn your face to meet his halfway. Tongue playing with yours, by instinct, mixed with embarrassment, you try to pull away. He lets you, but only for a moment.

“I thought you wanted to kiss with tongue? It was highlighted in the novel.” He brings your face closer again, licking your lips before giving you room to speak. His fingering didn’t stop, however.

“I – I… Um, I…” stammering, you can’t force the words out. You did want to kiss with tongue, but it was embarrassing. You wanted to try out things from that novel, pleasure him in ways you couldn’t even dream of attempting to. But you think you know why he wouldn’t allow things to go further than kissing and using your hands.

You were a virgin and unwed. And Gabel had no intention of giving you a ring.

You don’t want to be here anymore, suddenly. Because while he slept with a woman or two before you, they were fine with the breakup. And they were on good terms with each other. And they didn’t expect anything from him in the first place.

And yet, he wouldn’t even let you go down on him or the other way around. He wouldn’t undress you or look at your bare cunt or breasts. Would only ever grope them over your dress, and whenever he fingered you, he would never watch how his fingers would slide in and out.

Always from behind, too. Never in your room, never in his, never when you were fully alone, but always had the risk of being caught, no matter how low.

“A-ah, um, oh – “

“Shh, keep your voice down.”

And then he adds a third finger, and you’re seeing stars behind closed eyes as he covers your mouth again. His erection was getting stiffer, harder in your hand. You want to suck it. Bounce on it until your legs give out, have his hands on your waist, or hug and hold you gently as his body hovers above yours on your bed. You want to try out all those things you read in that novel, even if your shyness would hinder it a bit.

You wanted Gabel to try them out with you too. You didn’t really try to hide it a month after reading it. Maybe you were a liar to both him and yourself.

“G-Gabel…,” you whine, grabbing his wrist, stopping him from fingering you. He doesn’t hesitate to stop and peppers your face with kisses. Like he was soothing you, but you didn’t want that, you wanted –

“More. P-please…” you want to run. You want to stay. You wish you would make up your mind.

You’re met with silence. He nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck so gently you could have mistaken it for affection. Gabel pulls his fingers out slowly but doesn’t tease your clit for a few seconds like he usually would. He doesn’t do anything but adjust the skirt of your dress, and you try to ignore the throb of your heart when you feel his cock going limp in your hand.

“Mm, we should go before anyone comes by.”

You were a virgin and unwed. And Gabel had no intentions of giving you a ring.

Much less a future together.

“L-lets… end it. Here.”

And you were tired of hoping.

[snailsgoingdowntown]

UNDER THE OAK TREE

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮

THE REM DRAGON KNIGHTS

➻Ruth Serbel

➻Gabel Lachzion

➻Eliot Charon

➻Hebaron Nirtha

╰──────༺♡༻──────╯

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮

THE ROYAL FAMILY

➼Princess Agnes Drachina Reuben

╰──────༺♡༻──────╯

[storytell]

assigning the rest of my muses to entities in tma

the buried: karma, steinbeck, kenji, casino, tetsu, esperanza, percy

the corruption: tetcho, pixie-bob, KR, jacuzzi

the dark: gentle, ray, czes

the desolation: shibusawa, lucy, yuzu, ashe, darling, nice, rail

the end: ayatsuji, iori, seung-gil, koumei, yura, lua, luck, tsukishima

the eye: twain, natsume, ranpo, shiroe, kinjo, kyoya, luka, rachel, talbot, sham, ronny

the flesh: frankenstein, tamaki, KT, dallas, maiza

the hunt: gide, ochi, teruko, genji, belkia, minami, souji, alibaba, jin zixuan, sergei, the watcher (lmao), christopher, cassandra, ramona

the lonely: mushitaro, katai, poe, huck, gear, tatara, lan wangji, jack, kagami, charon

the slaughter: gogol, akutagawa, q, the mother, nie mingjue, lizzie, maria, berga, ladd, sonja, march, nemesis

the spiral: roland, mo xuanyu, nathaniel, claire, graham, roy, daishou

the stranger: kajii, manga, all of love, rieze, a-qing, eliot, isaac, gabriel, melvi, RGB

the vast: margaret, lovecraft, tracer, momiji, niccolo, maryelle, dinkuron, silvermist

the web: agatha, dogra magra, dazai, fitzgerald, widowmaker, donatello, chaini, huey, kalia, gary

the extinction: tsurugi, fukase, monika, wells, tinker bell (LMAO)

various: jacuzzi’s gang

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@wildinfinitum​ asked

11. I dare you to sort them all

11. which muses are cat people? which are dog people?

cat people: TWAIN, natsume, ranpo, ayatsuji, katai, agatha, lucy, akutagawa, dazai, huck, gin, genji, casino, gentle, PIXIE-BOB, tamaki, noé, belkia, shiroe, maryelle, rieze, koumei, monika, lizzie, darling, kagami, nathaniel, luka, donatello, lua, chaini, luck, esperanza, sham, maiza, ronny, roy, tsukishima, ramona, tink, silvermist, JON, lyfrassir, narcissus, brian, sigyn

dog people: tetcho, karma, gide, steinbeck, teruko, fitzgerald, winfield, tracer, ashe, momiji, all of love, the mother, tsurugi, gear, niccolo, minami, seung-gil, tatara, dinkuron, KR, alibaba, JIN ZIXUAN, nie mingjue, jack, yura, sergei, eliot, claire, maria, BERGA, rachel, gabriel, ladd, talbot, charon, jacuzzi, kalia, march, percy, nemesis, julia, heracles, lancelot, gawain

neither/both/other: margaret, gogol, mushitaro, kajii, lovecraft, shibusawa, dogra magra, yuzu, poe, q, victor, kenji, widowmaker, manga, roland, ray, tetsu, iori, souji, kinjo, lan wangji, a-qing, mo xuanyu, fukase, KT, kyoya, wells, the watcher, nice, isaac, dallas, christopher, huey, graham, sonja, melvi, jacuzzi’s gang, czeslaw, rail, the poet, cassandra, daishou, nyx, RGB, gary, oliver, michael, jane, jonny, galahad, robecca

multimuse ask meme.     /     accepting.

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hey!! it’s been a while since i’ve done something like this, so here’s a serious shipping call. this is for specifically romantic relationsips! if you’re interested in shipping with any of my muses, it’d be really nice if you could like this post, but please have some muses in mind before you do!

under the cut, for convenience, i’ll be listing off my muses based on age and how available for shipping they are. if you’re curious about a certain muse but don’t want to ask where they fall on this list, just ask!

not available for romantic shipping/singleship and taken: topaz/karma, dogra magra, rayscent crazyrabbit, lan wangji, a-qing, yumeno kyusaku, ookura teruko, victor frankenstein, the watcher, nice holystone, isaac dian, esperanza c. boronal, czeslaw meyer, rail

CURRENTLY closed for shipping, but willing given proper development: huckleberry finn, amelie lacroix, berga gandor, roy maddock

conditional: jacuzzi’s gang (ask about individual members!)

singleship and not taken: maiza avaro

minor muses (will only have ships with muses close to their age): fukidashi manga, sendagaya tetsu, minami kenjirou, yuzu, amajiki tamaki, fukase, jack frost, yuri beletsky, KT, lizzie hearts, ootori kyoya, kagami tsurugi, nathaniel kurtzberg, luka couffaine, tsukishima kei (pre timeskip), miyazawa kenji, darling charming, charon walken, 

highly selective (requires a lot of plotting, may be slow burn, the muses are VERY picky as to who they ship with): andre gide, dazai osamu, jack frost, KT, lua klein, ladd russo, huey laforet, victor talbot, sham, charon walken, maiza avaro, kalia gandor

selective/semi-selective (muses are picky with who they ship with, but may or may not require plotting): suehiro tetcho, natsume souseki, edgar allan poe, lena oxton, niccolo carpediem, nie mingjue, fukase, claire stanfield, miyazawa kenji, gabriel barsotti, sonja bake, melvi dormentaire

open (muses aren’t very picky and won’t necessarily require plotting): mark twain, margaret mitchell, nikolai gogol, edogawa ranpo, mushitaro oguri, ayatsuji yukito, motojirou kajii, howard phillips lovecraft, tayama katai, shibusawa tatsuhiko, agatha christie, lucy maud montgomery, ochi fukuchi, akutagawa ryunosuke, shimada genji, kanou momiji, tobita danjurou, tsuchikawa ryuko, fukidashi manga, roland fortis, all of love, the mother, kamiya tsurugi, belkia, sendagaya tetsu, neugear hatifelt, minami kenjirou, lee seung-gil, shirogane kei, marie sakamoto, tatara, haruhito kijima, aizawa cecila, KR, soujiro seta, kinjo, alibaba saluja, ren koumei, jin zixuan, john steinbeck, elizabeth ashe, amajiki tamaki, tsukimitsu iori, mo xuanyu, monika, yuri beletsky, lizzie hearts, ootori kyoya, kagami tsurugi, nathaniel kurtzberg, luka couffaine, herbert george wells, george eliot, maria barcelito, donatello abbate, dallas genoard, rachel, christopher shaldred, cassandra, tsukishima kei, francis scott key fitzgerald, jae-eun kwon, sergei kazarin, darling charming, chaini, luck gandor, graham specter, maiza avaro, ronny schiatto, jacuzzi splot, daishou suguru, ramona royale, james patrick march, percival king, tinker bell, silvermist, nemesis sudou, RGB, gary goldstein

taken in mainverse but still open to ships in other verses/polyamorous: mark twain, suehiro tetcho, kamiya tsurugi, marie sakamoto, alibaba saluja, lena oxton, nathaniel kurtzberg, claire stanfield, maria barcelito, lua klein, francis scott key fitzgerald, sergei kazarin, ladd russo, jacuzzi splot, kalia gandor, daishou suguru, james patrick march

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a guide

talks a LOT. will talk your ear off: TWAIN, gogol, ranpo, mushitaro, kajii, shibusawa, ochi, poe, dazai, teruko, frankenstein, kenji, fitzgerald, winfield, tracer, casino, gentle, pixie-bob, roland, tsurugi, belkia, iori, minami, maryelle, souji, alibaba, jack, KT, wells, eliot, claire, maria, isaac, berga, dallas, christopher, LADD, TALBOT, GRAHAM, jacuzzi’s gang, jacuzzi, roy (high), THE POET, march, tinker bell, rgb, gary, jon

likes to talk but will shut up when necessary: margaret, katai, gide, lucy, yuzu, steinbeck, ashe, momiji, manga, all of love, ray, gear, shiroe, dinkuron, KR, jin zixuan, a-qing, nie mingjue, fukase, monika, yura, sergei, lizzie, the watcher, donatello, sonja, melvi, esperanza, ronny, kalia, rail, daishou, ramona, silvermist

talks a little less than average: tetcho, natsume, ayatsuji, karma, agatha, dogra magra, akutagawa, q, huck, genji, widowmaker, tamaki, niccolo, rieze, kinjo, koumei, mo xuanyu, darling, kyoya, kagami, nathaniel, luka, nice, rachel, gabriel, huey, luck, sham, maiza, czes, roy (sober), cass, tsukishima, percy, nyx, nemesis

like no words ever: lovecraft, the mother, tetsu, seung-gil, tatara, lan wangji, lua, chaini (besides “hyaha!”), charon

(bonus: both elias and gatsby are “talks a lot”)