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⋆｡‧˚ʚ gloamios ɞ˚‧｡⋆ — a writing blog for a collection of chthonic muses, both sourced from greek mythology and crafted with greek mythology in mind. channeled and feared by hex ( they/them, twenty9, gmt -4 ). strictly 20+ due to mature themes and storylines present. dd:dne themes will apply. setting compatible with greek mythology, hades i, gothic horror, and others. private and mutually exclusive: prioritizing plots and friends.

✷ links … guidelines. muse list. settings. prompts. sideblog.

devotional texts of … adaptation under fire. the nature of split lives. containing multitudes. monstrous love. grief as the thing with claws. fantastical horror. love of monsters. carnal desires. power trips. what lies in the dark. being made and unmade by others. head bitch in charge syndrome. happy ever after. kisses filled with blood. mad love. gothic family values.

✷ laughing in fits of madness with … singofus. darkencdcosmos.

dni … anyone who uses generative ai. blogs with harry potter/jkr muses. antis. zionists. racists. terfs/transphobes. homophobes. any other kind of bigot.

✷ blogroll … thanatos. magissa. rosalie. kleisthenes. dionysus.

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hi hello everyone !! i've been incredibly busy with the summer semester of my program, and had a friend in town over the past long weekend so i was very much offline. my fiancé's sister is getting married in a couple of weeks so we'll also be traveling for that soon, so while i am trying to keep muses organized and working on drafts, i am hitting a busy period in the next couple of weeks so my time on the dash may be sporadic. please add me on discord !! i'm much easier to keep in touch with on there, and would love to keep up with all of you ♡

#discord under the cut ♡#the back half of the summer should be a lot more chill class wise #but !! here we are

where in the world is hex ?? a blogroll update ♡ ( as of 05/18/26 )

@ gloamios → greek mythos canon & ocs multimuse ⤷ @ bygloamios → hc + aesthetic sideblog to gloamios

@ wyrdwife → magissa chrysi, greek mythos oc, single muse

@ gentleglooms → thanatos, greek mythos, single muse

@ oeneus → dionysus, greek mythos, single muse

@ hisbiter → kleisthenes anastos, greek mythos oc, single muse

@ rosarybled → rosalie darling, greek mythos oc, single muse

@ glorymourns → quincey p. morris, dracula, single muse

#i'm going to be reblogging this across all of the blogs #sporadically not just flooding the dash #and if we're mutuals in one space and not in another that's entirely my b !!#and we should fix that (if ur interested in that blog !!)

@songsofdivinity murmured: 🚢 (And for Gany and Conrí too)

bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply.

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

do i ship our characters together?: yes ( like, we're figuring it out but i can absolutely see it working ) | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes! | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( i like the idea of planning story beats and relationship milestones, but then leaving the details up to however it comes to us in the moment of writing! and if we have a bunch of ideas and they aren't all compatible, well…au's are our friend for that 🖤 )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes ( smut ones done and shippy memes to come! ) | write me a random starter ( if you wish! ) | i'll write you a random starter ( if you wish! )

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: i've not given much thought to how conrí may appear in more urban/populated/less superstitious environments, so i'm very excited to work that through his newfound desire to be in those places thanks to gany. also bubbling over with ideas around the soulmates/star-crossed lovers kind of trope. as per usual with a bit of angst but i am so, so excited!!

#songsofdivinity #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ muse : hallowed fell rider — conrí.#so so so excited for these two as well!!#soulmates & star-crossed lovers + reincarnation & divine fates.....#i'm just saying i have Ideas

@songsofdivinity murmured: 🚢 (Gany and Moros, since we're considering it already~)

bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply.

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

do i ship our characters together?: yes ( like, we're figuring it out but i can absolutely see it working ) | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes! | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( i like the idea of planning story beats and relationship milestones, but then leaving the details up to however it comes to us in the moment of writing! and if we have a bunch of ideas and they aren't all compatible, well…au's are our friend for that 🖤 )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes ( smut ones done and shippy memes to come! ) | write me a random starter ( if you wish! ) | i'll write you a random starter ( if you wish! )

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: beyond excited to explore moros' character in a romantic & sexual capacity, and excited to see how gany and moros navigate each other when coming from such different backgrounds and with such different areas of responsibility, regardless of the timeline/au! i do adore a fair amount of angst but that's by no means a requirement, at all ( as seen with the unrequited love up above lol) and also, i am down to clown with pretty much any idea, i love "yes, and-" and i love building something with another person.

#songsofdivinity #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ muse : nobly fated demise — moros.#especially the sneaking aspects.....moros who keeps so many secrets from his family but this is one more #protecting gany's peace and also maybe for once moros wants something for himself you know??#i'm gnawing at the bars of my enclosure already

poohsources

🐝 * ― 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( put whatever you want here )

#❪ inbox : prompt.#nyx tyche moros and conrí are top of mind for this! most everyone else is either low muse or not open for shipping #but and also......give me things to think about #if i think about any ship for long enough i WILL start to take it seriously

ohisms

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

#❪ inbox : prompt.#happy sindayyyyy #nsfw /

darkencdcosmos

The limb grasped immediately lowers to a height more comfortable for her grasp. An eye sees those darkened hands and feels a flare of anger towards that already vanquished. How dare any creature touch what is theirs. This mark should show to everyone what a mistake it would be to touch her ever again.

Words of their training go unanswered, seeing an answer already in them. The training had been going well. It had been a while.

The rub of those shadowed thumbs cause slight ripples in the haired skin beneath her grasp, ticklish against such gentle touch.

At the ridiculous question, their head rears a little in outrage.

"You assume I do not know who you are? You, darkened by my chest. Of course I know!" The words are firm, almost offended. How ever could they forget someone so important. Central to their original very purpose.

gloamios

she smiles, briefly, but then makes a small noise of concern. “i did not mean to offend, or imply that you wouldn't remember,” she reassures, leaning closer to their form, resting a cheek on their limb and wrapping an arm around it as much as she could. her curiosity resulted in questions being asked without proper thought…something she should have foreseen, entering this place.

“i only wanted to know how you saw me. thought of me. that is all.” no fear nor frustration emanates from her; she is completely at ease, relaxed in their presence. her love is the clearest emotion she puts forth, along with her genuine apology for accidentally implying such a thing. “i'm sorry for my misspeaking.”

she wonders what is being documented right now, what notes are being shared. she hopes her misstep does not set back any courtly opinions of phrike. she reaches a hand up, wanting to cup their jaw, and offer comfort as much as she can – and to prove to others that phrike will not harm her.

#darkencdcosmos #❪ arc : digital altars — contemporary.#❪ muse : delicate starlit mercy — eleos.

bygloamios

assorted bits about moros:

one-eyed. he gave one of his eyes to his sisters, the fates, in a successful bid to lessen his incapacitating visions. this also gave the fates greater context and information as they went about their work, though they do still need moros to decode some of what they see.

long-haired. for particularly tragic individuals, a strand of moros' hair is woven into their thread of life, marking them as doom-touched for the duration of their life in the mortal realm. unfortunately for the doomed individual, this does not necessarily equal a short life. because his hair serves this function, he can't cut it or trim it; so the antlers are, in part, to help keep it out of his face.

hart-mounted. though moros has a place in biblical tales alongside thanatos as being a rider of the pale horse, he actually has a silver stag as his chosen mount. the creature was a gift from thanatos to moros, and is made of a combination of bone and ancient deer shades. moros uses his mount to convey that his presence is not in an official capacity; he appears without it when he must enact his purpose. the stag is named argyros, meaning “silver” due to his coloring.

secret-sworn. moros has seen a great many tragedies befall his family before anyone could stop it. thanatos' capture, charon's death, hypnos' unmaking(s), nemesis' loss, etc. - all plain as anything to moros. he said nothing because it would not have mattered; what he sees will come to pass. avoiding it only makes life more painful.

neutral-hearted. he's not exactly thrilled to do his work but he also doesn't loathe it, either. it's simply what he is and what he must do. the idea of having an opinion (good or bad) of his function is ridiculous to him, because there's no possibility of that changing. and someone else would have to do the work, and he, quite frankly, does not trust anyone else to do this work including the interpersonal dynamics of the fates, tyche, nemesis, and any other luck-based deity or daimon.

#sharing from the headcanon blog but here's some info abt moros!

roster updates ♡

i've added two muses to the roster (who some of you may recognize from previous iterations of this mumu):

tyche, goddess of fortune, chance, providence, & fate — considered of similar status to the moirai, nemesis, and moros, tyche was seen as a guide of through the currents of fate and fortune. in her more kindly interpretation as eutychia, she was considered more of a bringer of good luck and success. here, she is portrayed as having two distinct sides to her (eutychia and tyche), similar to hekate and her triplicate symbolism. this is not a reference or interpretation of any mortal mental health condition, but rather reminiscent of the dual roles she plays.

moros, doom incarnate — related to thanatos and the keres through parentage and role, moros was seen as the invisible force which drives mortals to their fated deaths. he works closely with the moirai, nemesis, and tyche in the balancing of the scope of a mortal's life and whether moros' deliberate hand could be a coercive factor toward retribution and/or keeping them on their path towards destruction. note: i have not played ha.des ii yet, so consider him to be a historical representation. once i get into the game, perhaps i may bring elements of that into his portrayal.

#i missed tyche and i never really got to get super into moros so #here i am. doing the most yet again!!!

@darkencdcosmos murmured: "So, when are you gonna take me out for real, hmm?" ( for lyk, from zahra )

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lykonos pauses, becoming keenly aware that there's some analysis he should do of her question before he answers. she said take her out for real; so she's acknowledging that they have gone out before. which is good, he's put a lot of effort into that.

taking her out for real … what could it mean? his nose wrinkles in thought as he takes another bite of his sandwich, chewing thoughtfully, before looking up at her.

“what do you mean? what makes it real?” as far as he's concerned, it's been real every time. the food, the views, the sex; that's all been very real to him. a dreadful thought occurs, one that locks horns painfully with how he was raised. does she mean “real” to be a synonym for “like a human”?

they aren't human, so what's the point?

not to mention how his inner wolf pouts at the idea of his courtship not having been real enough for her up until this point.

#darkencdcosmos #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ arc : bloodlust and bible dust — southern gothic.#❪ muse : wolf blood bard — lykonos.#oh nooooo puppy #idiot puppy hours

@darkencdcosmos murmured: The wolf trapped over to Phea and sits right on her lap, paws resting on each shoulder as they begin to lick at her mouth then all over her face, and neck and anywhere they can reach ( for phea, from sof )

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

phea's not surprised by sof's insistence upon being her space – she is something of an alluring presence, by design – but the way her love begins to show said love has her giggling. “yes, yes, thank - thank you, thank you so much. is this helping? that we were apart for five minutes while you wrestled with your brother?”

she gives scritches as good as she can, eyes closed and head tilted back towards the full moon, relishing in this feeling of safety and peace. it's not all the time, with the lives they lead, so it is extra nice when it happens.

#darkencdcosmos #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ arc : bloodlust and bible dust — southern gothic.#❪ muse : stolen songbird — orphea.#babieessssss

gloamios

hi hello! some small updates ♡

blog / carrd refresh. a new aesthetic to welcome in these hotter days ( it's 84 F / 29 C right now … ) and also to promote one of my quieter muses, orphea! she had her own solo blog for a bit but i brought her over here because she didn't like being alone.

updated blogroll. it's on my pinned but my active blogs are the multi ( you are here ! ), than, maggie, kleis, and rosalie; all are greek myth connected if not canon, so go ahead and give a look if you want to see my other muses. no idea if others will be added or what have you but i'll keep this blog's pinned post updated with that info.

sideblog. also want to advertise the sideblog, @bygloamios, which has all the usual visual musings, faceclaims, and headcanons one would expect. there's just so many muses here i wanted the writing in one place and the visuals in another, related place. not mandatory, but nice to have 🙂‍↕️

inbox. i have messages from summer 2025 in there that i will be answering ( i'm not at a “clean out the inbox” stage … yet ) but i may be doing things a bit out of order - some newer stuff, some older stuff, and back again. just as a reminder, there's 0 pressure to turn any asks into threads, though i tend to answer them as if they will become threads, just to leave the door open.

#resharing my update post bc i've been fairly consistently active here which is nice!!#and i wanna show other places i am

@darkencdcosmos murmured: The newly retired spy settles themself at their table in the bar the local police gloss over. Their dark wool coat drapes over the back of their chair, and their long hair now flows down loose over their shoulders. Now the mask can come off, just for a moment. They are tired of almost everything.

They had ordered two drinks on their way in and now one sat empty opposite them as they played with the lid on their lighter, flicking it on and off as they just think things over. Smirking as they figure their absence at their own retirement party has been noticed by now.

When a figure sits down opposite them, they smile around the rim of their drink and look at her briefly through the glass before setting it down.

"You're late. For once." ( for mel, from dys )

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

painted lips curve into a wry smile as she settles down across from her every fixation personified. her long curtain of black hair hangs freely from beneath her scarf, but the tell-tale white streak above her forehead is hidden. stocking adorned legs cross one over the other beneath the table, her heels dripping rainwater to the tile floor below.

“pardon me for having enough sense to say a polite goodbye. i had to wait until the chief articulated your absence and you know how long it takes that fool to see anything beyond his next bottle of liquor.” manicured but bare nails tap lightly against her silver poisoner's ring, disguised as a class ring from her academy days. mismatched eyes inspect their choice of drink beneath wet lashes, heavy from the rain.

she says nothing further, merely makes eye contact with the bartender who prepares her a whiskey sour without further question. he brings it over to her, and she does not give him a smile, merely a nod in thanks. she looks back to dys then, and raises her glass just enough to be considered toasting.

“to new chapters.”

#darkencdcosmos #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ arc : greyscale justice — noir.#❪ muse : haunted mad royalty — melinoë.#did u know i love them

@darkencdcosmos murmured: Epiales was drained after a long day of training, to feel Phrike within themself, to be able to draw on fear in their natural form. It had been good to spend time with mother and see her world and her power, but by the end they could only stagger back inside.

As a result, their desire to be close to her in rest resurfaces. Their younger presentation.

So now, having briefly spoken with El via a portal, Epiales drifted to mama and draped two pairs of arms around her and her office chair as she sat at it.

"I hope one day I will not feel so weak after training." They feared not being able to improve and disappointing mother. ( for mel, from epiales )

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

quite plainly she had expected her child to leave her region of tartarus and connect with their starlight elsewhere. their continued presence in her room was a surprise, but a welcome one, at least. they embrace her as she finishes up her notes detailing what they had worked on that day, a progress report to be shared with hades and the erinyes and other stakeholders of phrike's progress. contemplatively, she finishes the final sentence and rolls the scroll up, then feeds it to the glowing green flame held in a small brazier beside her desk.

the flames transport the message to a matching brazier in her father's palace, to be brought to him by attendants in due time. with that completed, she extends her skeletal arm out, elbow balanced on the arm of her chair, giving an opening for epiales to join her properly.

“you will find your strength, in time,” she murmurs. “of that i have no doubt. every god here was born in the scope of their power, and had to learn to adjust as they grew. or shrank, in some cases. you will not remain this exhausted forever. if anything, it is proof of how you dedicate yourself to your work. an admirable trait, to be sure."

#darkencdcosmos #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ muse : haunted mad royalty — melinoë.#❪ arc : digital altars — contemporary.#mom mel mom mel mom mel

recordmemes

༘⋆｡ cognitive dissonance.

psychological horror themed starters! ( WARNINGS: psychological horror, gaslighting, body horror. )

i swear you weren't breathing a second ago.

how did you know that? i never told you that.

that's - that's not your reflection.

i remember burying you. why are you here?

in the corner. don't look.

why are you whispering? they already know.

the clock hasn't moved in hours.

can you see it too?

did the floor just... breathe?

i saw it. it saw me back. i haven't been the same since.

you're shaking. is that blood?

you asked me to come, don't you remember?

you're wrong. we never left the room.

don't be afraid, it only hurts the first time.

the walls feel like they're getting closer.

why are you wearing their face?

they're listening, they're always listening.

i've had this conversation before. word for word.

it doesn't matter how small we are, they still watch.

when was the last time you blinked?

why are you afraid now that i'm giving you what you want?

you have too many teeth.

don't open the door. please.

if you keep asking, you won't like my answers.

you say you loved them. love me instead.

your shadow just moved.

i think it's under my skin.

you keep calling me that. that's not my name.

if i'm not real, why are you still talking to me?

we've been here before. hundreds of times. how did you forget?

it feels like time doesn't work anymore.

it was real. it was real. i swear it was real.

take a deep breath. what did you see?

i'm the only one being honest, you can't trust anyone else.

i know i locked the door. why is it open?

#❪ inbox : prompt.#ooooooo

@darkencdcosmos murmured: Now understanding that they are sometimes summoned for no imminent danger, to only practise in case it were so, Phrike now knows they may remain a little while. Though still they are confused as to why, even if they observe they can remain longer and find it now easier to intake residual fear from around them in this strange circular place.

A small being catches one eye and has them lean down to peer at it, at her, cheek almost resting on the ground in doing so. This being...they had taken fear from her before, they can see the residue they align with on her. Yet she cannot feed It now. A frustrated buff leaves it before finally it chooses to speak.

Their inferior form seems to yearn for it not to touch nor harm her. Interesting.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" ( for mel, from phrike )

⸻ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌤️ 🌊 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⸻

melinoë regards her child's ultimate form with nothing but pride in her gaze. such a magnificent display of strength, one that would be thrilling to have alongside her legions as the world ticks ever closer to the tipping of the scales. phrike must be able to be controlled, so her father says, and responsibility taken for its actions. yet it can speak, and reason, and while mel sees the cause for such precautions, she longs to unleash phrike upon something decidedly more … mortal.

the entirety of tartarus' security teams and one mad scientist shade was a great start, but she lacks the authority to remove the erinyes from their stations for training for phrike. at least, by herself.

she's still working on getting her father on board.

it does not surprise her that phrike does not recognize her, but she suspects epiales is still restraining this form while it is at rest. from what information eleos has shared, that seems to be the case, though phrike and eleos are part of each other now. its recognition of her is, understandably, much faster.

“i am melinoë, goddess of madness, ghosts, and nightmares,” she murmurs, knowing it can hear her just fine. “i am your mother; queen of this realm, daughter of hades and persephone.”

she will answer its questions as to her motivations for being here once it processes that answer. she suspects there may be some questions.

#darkencdcosmos #❪ inbox : answered.#❪ muse : haunted mad royalty — melinoë.#❪ arc : digital altars — contemporary.#I MISSED WRITING HERRRR #oh my calculating bitch queen 🖤#we should all be proud that she introduced herself as mother second #that's a big step for elmo

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