Titus has done it again, as if he were again shackled to the rituals of Gormenghast and he had given Barquentine the slip again, only now it's happening at the Mansion. He's given his weapons master the slip and completely dodged this day's training session. He's hidden himself in the less dense fringes of the forest, careful not to venture in too ( Read more... )

The weather has been holding fair and Titus is making use of it, sitting under a tree, sketching the landscape: he's added a box of colored pencils to his rudimentary artist's kit and he's currently sketching the irises that ring the pond on the front lawn ( Read more... )

She might find him in one of the brighter-lit, south-facing rooms, a youngish man with a sketchpad on his knees, propped against the edge of a table, a carefully sharpened drawing pencil in hand. A mirror stands propped up on a chair nearby: he'll gaze into the mirror from time to time, then look back to the sketchpad, tracing more lines. Then he ( Read more... )

Continued from HereHe chuckles and looks down to the pad of paper he's leafing through. "I hope, then, that I can do your face and form justice," he replies ( Read more... )

The past few months, Titus has been doing some experimental drawings: working as an artist's model for several different persons with different levels of talent has put him in contact with several different techniques. Drawing is the most intimate, the most personal, and yet the most tricky, due to its intricacy ( Read more... )

It's been some days since the poster went up in the main room, asking for any information on the whereabouts of Titus Groan, and some might think the trail is going cold. But the only thing going cold is the weather ( Read more... )

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"And you are as sensuous as a nymph, as warm and inviting as the earth is to the rain in the spring," he says, running a hand over her chest, tenderly, his hand quivering just a bit

Likely to become more sensuous shortly...

Titus/Angelique
Millicent/Titus
Titus/Muraki
Titus/Grown-up!Utena
Titus/Neville

Continued from Here Titus tilts his head a bit and rises as Dean stands up. "Your brother knows much about this matter of trouble? He would not think me mad once I described to him these frightening circumstances?" he asks. Considering the kind of hereditary madness that seems to run through the Groan line, it's likely something he's concerned ( Read more... )

For the first time since his abortive attempt at escaping back in November, Titus no longer feels so much at home in this place. Something nasty has come out of the woodwork, and he's wondering now if trying to escape was the better course of action. He cannot be alone, not after nearly harming himself, and so he's headed for the kitchen, hoping to ( Read more... )