❝ i’ve forgotten a-about the night of the falling stars dance ... h-have anybody — um — have anybody asked y-you to be their dates y-yet , b-blue ? i’m sure you got many — many people wanting to ask ... ❞
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❝ i’ve forgotten a-about the night of the falling stars dance ... h-have anybody — um — have anybody asked y-you to be their dates y-yet , b-blue ? i’m sure you got many — many people wanting to ask ... ❞
♔. @txnderhearted —- mini sc !
gI MME ALL THEM MAXIM MERMAN AU HEADCANONS
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idk i’ve always seen the merpeople’s royal family as something real large, with a nuclear line & tons of cousins, uncles, aunts and shit. maxim is not the heir, but he’s pretty close ; probably third or fourth in the succession order. he really enjoys that situation, as it allows him to have a prince’s status, with much less responsibilities than lissa of the dragomir line, the actual heir.
he’s adapted to human life surprisingly well once out of water, though there was some...awkwardness. as a few examples, him liking his fish fresh and raw, and resolutely not eating whenever it was drowning in gravy, as tasty as it might’ve been to a human mouth.
maxim took blue swimming sometimes, before he bargained with the merwitch. enjoyable times forcing her out of her dress and into swimwear. him picking live seafood for her and remembering last minute that she can’t really eat them uncooked — except maybe oysters. still picks the pearls and stuffs them into the pleats of her dress so she can find them later and get a necklace made with those.
the youngest of blue’s siblings ( after her ) finds out about what he really is. ( not just some lost guy she found on the beach. ) surprisingly enough, they don’t tell anyone, and are probably the one picking up the pieces of blue’s heart after he supposedly left, always arranging their schedule to be close by and available whenever she needed someone to just be there.
talking about after — he was always there. in the summer breeze when she looked out the window as she woke. painting the dawn pink for her whenever she couldn’t sleep and stayed up all night. watching over her her whole damn life ok just don’t touch me and this started as a serious post anD NOW I CAN’T QUIT CRYING
urania & love. is there any form of love she values over another? how often has urania actually /been/ in love? does she think eros / cupid cheated her out of a job?
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there are actually two forms of love that urania personally values above others: agape ( love for everyone - goodwill and benevolence to others, love of your fellow man ) and philautia ( love of self ). this ties in with her association with “ universal love “, which i’ll explain later. this isn’t to say that she thinks other types of love are lesser or less worthwhile, of course! she recognises the importance of romantic love, friendship love, family love, but they’re just… not so much her thing. i will say though that out of those three, family is most important to her ( why family is so important to her i kiiiiind of explained here ). as an aside: her valuing agape is a tad ironic, given she wasn’t particularly benevolent to others in her original verse.
while urania has been connected to at least three different deities ( that i know of; these being amphimaros, apollo and hermes ) in the greek lore, my headcanon for her is that she considers herself to have only fallen in true, romantic love once: with poseidon’s son, amphimaros. they even had a son together, linos, who tragically met with an early death at the hands of apollo. in her incarnations since, it has been rare for urania to make even fleeting, shallow connections with others. being in love simply isn’t something she wishes to actively pursue, especially given that she has yet to see it written into the stars for her. ( in reference to plotlines i’ve discussed with blue, however, sometime in the early 20th century, my version of urania begins to fall a little in love with dionysus but initially doesn’t recognise it as such, then goes on to wilfully deny it even to herself. )
and in answer to your last question: definitely not. ( in case you’ve yet to read it elsewhere, my urania is not only the muse of astronomy but also of universal love, as she is said to be in certain sources ). whether you see eros as encompassing all types of love or specifically romantic love and desire ( for my part, i am the former ), urania has only ever been associated with a certain subtype of love - the love and admiration one has for the universe, their connection to the centre of it, and their place in it. in loving all of the universe, a person must love their fellow humans unconditionally, irrespective of differences ( hence agape ) as well as themselves ( hence philautia ). this love is obviously chaste, and has nothing to do with the love humans have for either their families or romantic partners. thus, she could hardly argue that eros cheated her out of a job, given that he is responsible for additional forms of love that are entirely out of her realm. her job, in a nutshell, is simply to inspire hearts to open up to the universe.
five times kissed, 7, bluexim ( s H RU GS )
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i. their lips meet, and he breathes air into her lungs. a breath of life, they call it ; but in that very moment, it feels more like a breath of the sea itself. her lips taste like both sugar and salt, rosy pink despite the weakness of her heartbeat only a few seconds before, and most of all warm. the mermaids’ he’s kissed before have ice-cold lips, freshened by waves and seafoam, but the girl he’s holding, pushing away from the waves licking at her feet, is human, all pale skin and fragile bones, and still beautiful despite her stillness, her dark hair spilling on the sand as an ebony river. for the first time, a kiss means something ; he’s saved a life. his reward comes in the form of the human’s eyes fluttering open. the look of wonder on her face, amazement at being still alive, makes him smile back.you may not know it yet, little sea boy, but you’re already lost.
txnderhearted for the blog url thingy!!
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Do I Follow Them?: i think i follow her everywhere….i think ??
Why Did I Follow Them?: saw their promo on my dash at some point and it was real pretty and i loved the url so i just clicked the follow button lmao
Do We Role Play?: yes we do and my heart is regretting it all bc feelings
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: #really
An AU Idea For Our Muses: the little mermaid!bluexim au but i’m working on that. other than that?? blue meeting literally anyone in the shadow world?? idk man i just want all the things. & also blue/jazz in a medieval kind of au because monsters hunters besties k bye
A Song For Our Muses: goodbye world it was nice knowing ya
Do I Ship Our Muses?: sideeyes blue and shrugs tbh
What I Think About The Mun: sWEETHEART. adorable and incredibly talented & drowns me with feelings every time. also extremely nice ooc and just ! i feel blessed guys
Overall Opinion: seizes up love generator and showers blue in the stuff
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presents time! jazz to blue.
let’s be real, jazz is giving blue the ‘tall’ one out of these t-shirts. also, tons of baby stuff. « quit being tall. or i’ll turn into a giraffe and out-tall you. …just kidding ! merry christmas to my blue, and you better make me your best girl at some point. after you’re done being an amazing mom, of course. - love, jazz. » @txnderhearted
❝ the view is really spectacular.
A meme.
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The little doctor pauses, her gaze settling aside, relaxing at her brow. She glances the other up and down briefly-- something flattering but polite, mostly a reserved curiosity. Her grip on her cane is briefly tight-- she bristles always atheist spoken to, even if only occasionally.
"Isn't it...?" Her voice is gentle, lighter than she feels. Heights make her anxious, beautiful though the view may be, "Terrible distance down."