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LIKE this as a RELATIONSHIP CALL~ this applies for us to plot a relationship between your muse and morphy, be it romantic/friendship/platonic/etc; like this and i’ll hop to your IM, so we can discuss it better nwn i also got skype, if you prefer it! just add me telling me who you are here, aka your url <3

#{ plotting to help morphy wake up? uwu }

bctrogues

mythology meme: [5,6/9] deities

↳ Hypnos and Thanatos

Hypnos (Ὕπνος) and Thanatos (Θάνατος) are, respectively, the personifications of sleep and non-violent death; the twin sons of the goddess Nyx, they live in the Underworld, in a place where the rays of the sun and the moon will never touch. Out of the two, Hypnos is said to be the gentler one, although both are ruthless in their own right.

#✨ || SWEET SLUMBER; LORD & FATHER DEAREST ( hypnos )#✨ || TO SLEEP; PERCHANCE TO DREAM ( thanatos )

(throws bby!posie @ u tbh) looks at you with HUGE, pleading eyes. sticks his bottom lip out for good measure. annnd cue the tiny sniffle as he turns away, distraught. (˶◕︿◕˶✿)

“Alright, boy. Who bothered you?” If anyone dared to hurt the young sea king, Morpheus would seek for them. And oh, the nightmares he would send off to them…

#seaprofound #{ he is like }#{ 'who hurt my bby boyo' }#{ (ง •̀_•́)ง }

spidey-man

#✨ || IT HAPPENED ONCE UPON A DREAM ( wishes )

3rd-year-idols-blog

Send me ┼ for my muse's reaction to walking in on your muse

loveliestborn-deactivated201703

3rd-year-idols:

Number Generator

1. Standing over a body

2. Covered in blood

3. Unconcious

4. Being attacked

5. Torturing someone

6. Struggling to breathe

7. Committing suicide

8. Having a mental breakdown

9. Wearing just a towel

10. Wearing sexy lingerie

11. Completely naked

12. Kissing someone

13. Having sex with someone

14. Watching porn

15. Masturbating

16. Taking suggestive pictures

17. Drunk

18. Practicing pick up lines

19. Asleep

20. Dancing with themselves

21. Packing their bags

22. Climbing out the window

23. Crying at a movie

24. Crying

25. Mun’s choice!

#✨ || YOU ARE TALKING IN YOUR SLEEP ( memes )

“Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now!”

❇️ || @panhellenios 🌙 - the schuyler sisters (from ‘hamilton: an american musical’); renée elise goldsberry, phillipa soo, jasmine cephas jones, leslie odom, jr., ensemble

#panhellenios #✨ || THE DREAMSCAPE OF ONE AND ONE ALONE ( closed )#{ you can answer with whomever you want uwu }#✨ || UNCLEAR ILLUSIONS ( undetermined verse )

like for a LYRIC STARTER~

#✨ || CLOSE YOUR EYES ( starter call )#{ i might as well do something while i do nothing :v }

sonofshadow

color board ;; @oniiricaluna — thanatos & morpheus + blue

#✨ || BEAUTY AMIDST THE DARKNESS ( aesthetic )#✨ || TO SLEEP; PERCHANCE TO DREAM ( thanatos )#{ omg fam aesthetics are presh }

hcddxd

#✨ || REFLECTIONS OF A SILVER LOOKING GLASS ( visage )

❝ In the winter, I like to dress in a cozy black jacket, shirt, and jeans. In the summer, I wear — the same thing ‘cause I look good in black and I’m willing to suffer. ❞ (⌐■_■)

*hides himself in the mythical hoodie of comfort*

#seaprofound #{ he wants to know nothing of your clothes after last night }#{ COMFORT OVER THE LEATHER OPPRESSION }#✨ || THIS IS WHY WE DON'T INHALE THE DREAM DUST ( crack )

sonofshadow

❝ Yeah —— everyone except your father. ❞

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“OH, for the love of... —my father does not have that much of a stained history (???); now you are just teasing.”

#sonofshadow #✨ || THIS IS WHY WE DON'T INHALE THE DREAM DUST ( crack )#{ UNCLE PLEASE }#{ i dunno if i wanna kno more }

cfblesseddeath-blog

@oniiricaluna

Makaria - on nights such as these, where she found herself unable to take rest - often found herself adventuring deep into the endlessly rolling forests that filled the massive lands her father ruled over. There was far more than she may ever be able to discover, she decided, as the forests seemed to change so often, but there were familiar sites each time she visited. She always passed the scattered abodes of the other gods inhabiting the realm. Makaria would recount each of their names and their roles - her own way of counting sheep. Though, she rarely saw any of them on her trips, or at all really.

Today, however, she did. He was a rare sight anyways, but she had always recounted it to her rarely ever being inside of the Palace of her father. Morpheus sat outside of his home, upon a bench in a grove Makaria had passed hundreds of nights before. Each night, it had been empty.

Curiosity pressed her towards him.

“Haven’t you got messages to send, Dreamweaver?” She asked quietly, a playful smile on her lips.

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A night so tranquil, a night so gorgeously crafted, covered by the beauty of the shining full moon. The powerful light, as a result, produced a rich amount of dream sand; which Morpheus generously spread across the mortals and gods, offering sweet dreams for them to wander around. No nightmares were designed, no prophesies to deliver. It was relaxing to enjoy a job well done, seeing the world asleep under Artemis’ ravishing moon.

Gliding down to the ground, his wings vanished as a trail of swan feathers and sparkling stardust, which flew away through the sky, led by a soft summer breeze. The God had found a perfect spot for his rest, as he laid over an abandoned bench, hands resting on his stomach and eyes gently closing, until a voice called out to him. One of his many names.

“Every dream which had to be given, I gave. The Gods have not required of my assistance tonight, if that is what you are wondering. The Oracle gone silent for once.” Morpheus explained, as he turned his head to face the goddess amidst the dark, his body in growing relaxation.

#cfblesseddeath #✨ || SPREADING DREAMS UNDER THE BATH OF MOONLIGHT ( main )

❇️ || @loveliestborn

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Ganymedes groans, face squashed in his pillow. It takes a few more withdrawn groans and complaints before he lolls his head and cracked open one eye to stare/glare at Morpheus. Every part of his body aches, and he regrets, regrets, regrets the 10 km hike/bike he had been roped into by one of his more adventurous companions. ❛ If you manage to wrangle your domain and provide me with a night of dreamless sleep, I will gladly open my bed for cuddles, ❜ he mumbles, mostly into his duvet.

Morpheus had now just a few more dreams to deliver. While most of the Olympus was finally dreaming their night away, and all mortals did so along with them, one was left, and unwilling to accept the god’s touch. Rather trading a rather tempting reward for a night of dreamless sleep. While intimacy was something Morpheus kept for certain people, he could not help but to stare at the beautiful man in front of him. What could a night around his arms do? If anything, it would make his sleeping easier, and more confortable too. “Well, I could give you no dreams at all for no payment at all. But given the chance, I...” He hesitated, a soft flush across marble cheeks. “I accept your offer, young Ganymedes.”

#loveliestborn #✨ || SPREADING DREAMS UNDER THE BATH OF MOONLIGHT ( main )#{ hope this is okay c: }#{ morph is just a lil gay }#{ maybe too much but whatevs }

↔ yes pls omg

☾ freaky sunday || accepting ☽

Admittedly, Morpheus was duelling on himself. Terrified, yet somehow amused, but with a lot to complain about. The implications this hell of a switch brought up were too many to consider in a single sit. Did this meant that their whole powers switched up as well? Personality wise, he was the same, but did his reign in the realm of dreams concluded? Did he now ruled over water and sea? He only stared at Poseidon, who now seemed like his past reflection, doe eyes staring back at him.

“I have got no idea what happened, but I do not think I will ever get used to this much body hair. And the eyeliner. The leather, sweet Zeus, how can you imprison yourself in these awful tight garments.”

#seaprofound #✨ || THIS IS WHY WE DON'T INHALE THE DREAM DUST ( crack )#{ MORPHY HATES YOUR CLOTHES AND MAKE UP MORE THAN THE BODY ITSELF }