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what if medusa was a real woman. i mean: what if the woman with snakes in her hair was once a tiny girl with beautiful braids in her black hair.

what if the stories came from her smooth hands. when she was six she could make pottery that looked like flowers blooming in your palms. could carefully create replicas of any plant she saw.

and medusa was smart. ran from home, tucked up her hair so it looked short, made herself into a little boy. besides, they liked pretty boys. medusa at school with top grades, sending her unknowable stares at the other men. because the whole time she’s learning the planes of their faces, the way they look while they’re thinking, the slight twist of their hand that meant they were lying. 

medusa going home to sketch every little figure. comes to school in the morning with her hands caked in pottery clay. medusa learns. scrubs dirt on her face to mimic their planes. tilts her head the right way when she’s thinking. doesn’t twist her hand when she’s lying.

in her back yard, a little garden grows. statues of ceramic boys only three feet tall. at first, she can’t quite get the faces right. men are not the same as plants. there is something weird about the proportions she uses. medusa frowns.

she starts making animals instead for a bit, annoyed and disheartened. she’d always just been naturally good at it, and the fact she couldn’t just make something felt as if she’d lost her gift.

she makes cats and dogs and her neighbor’s birds and keeps going.

the snake wasn’t her favorite. he just wouldn’t leave her alone, so she gave up and let him sleep on her in the cold nights. besides, he was a small garden snake, couldn’t even bite her hard, just wanted a place of warmth. she let him rest on the angles of her shoulders, right near her neck, even if he sometimes forgot and held her too hard. that was okay. when she was little, she forgot too, sometimes, and shattered the slim walls of her pottery. the snake had a lot of growing up to do.

she loved no one. not because she was cold-hearted. just because it wasn’t something she wanted. she was busy with her artwork.

she chose an apprenticeship under a master craftsman. his sculptures made her breath stop. she was careful in the workshop, kept her things simple, kept her mouth shut. he called her stupid often. she would duck her head. sometimes she would make mistakes on purpose. all the while he only made sculptures of men. said there was no beauty in women. often made savage remarks about those they saw in the market.

and all the while, she watched him. she watched him and she went home and sketched. this is how his hands were when he made a vine. this is how they were when shaping a nose.

and her back yard garden would grow. little boys became her master, over and over and over, until she could get his jaw right. ceramic became sculpture.

he was who took her to athena’s temple. who shouted at her about how beautiful the statues were against her own. every week he’d come back and shame her. asked how the women there were smarter than the man she was supposed to be. medusa ducked her head and grit her teeth.

in her back yard, she made them. she made every god and goddess she’d seen in the city. her favorite was athena. she ached over her features. had spent so long in the world of men, was blinded by the beauty of women.

it was a black night. and medusa thought her master had left the temple before her. she loosened all the bindings that kept her from breathing. took her hair out. worshiped in peace. placed on athena’s alter a small and beautiful thing. the goddess, head tilted, thinking.

when he found medusa, what made him angry was not her small frame. it was the statute. a delicate thing. much better than the ones he had ever made.

he took it and snapped it in half. threw it deep in the temple’s well to rot. pulled her by her hair. demanded to know where it had come from.

medusa, angry, tired of hiding, tired of late nights and being a boy and pretending: medusa, athena-mad, spat on him. “I did it,” her voice is strong and full of hatred, “A woman made something better than a man could.”

He meant to kill her. To bash her head into the temple steps, claim it was an accident - or better yet, the spite of a god made flesh.

when he grabs her hair, the goddess bites back. athena, patron of creators, patron of the arts, patron of girls and those who are smart - she turns medusa’s hair into snakes. 

it is a quick little thing, darts out and draws blood, almost falls from her hair as a result. she catches the creature and runs, runs until she feels numb.

and what if - while her master is making up a story about poseidon and athena’s rage, explaining medusa’s back yard full of frozen men as being evidence of her evilness - what if medusa finds friends in blind women. and they teach her how to feel what she is seeing. how to use her hands with her eyes closed to make maps of whatever she holds. she starts with plants again. her snake is big now, and has babies. she moves on to their little wiggling forms, amused when they make tiny rings around her fingers. she does not live in a cave. she dresses as a man again, goes to market, sells her roses and vines and beautiful (simple) things. buys herself and the women a nice house out beyond all the noise of it. fills their garden with frozen men.

when the men come to kill her - because now her name is known, it is whispered, sticks in the throat - they don’t find her. they find a tall man who tells them: look in the mountains. when they don’t come back, it’s no fault of medusa’s. frankly, she thinks they should have brought more supplies than their swords into the deep woods. she’s not cruel. when they leave, she makes a statue of them, as her version of a memorial.

but one man is not like the others. he finds her with her hair down, humming, dancing around a marble stone. her snakes are warming in the sun.

medusa? he asks her. it’s a name she hasn’t heard in a long while.

she is tired of being hunted. she just wants to make art. she waits for the sword point. but he hesitates. looks at her full in her face.

strikes a bargain. if she makes him a head for his shield, he will tell the others that she is good and dead. and he will sell her art to better patrons when he could - although he suggests at least hiding the signature she has with maybe a little less snake-like scrawl - he would make her name known.

but medusa knows men. knows they will chomp down on a horror story faster than that of the artist. she is already permanent. she says: no, here’s what happens.

after many months, he has his shield. she wouldn’t let him leave with the first nine hundred versions, always found something wrong with them. he grows fond of her in this time, agrees to her terms. even he can’t really look at the shield head-on. she has captured a scream, a rage, too much. it is so utterly human and at once not that it makes his skin crawl.

where medusa’s blood drops, serpents sprawl. or at least, that’s the code she uses. when he finds little girls who can make art, he sends them to her. 

medusa does not expect to be known for the school that she starts. she is a women artist in a time of men, and her name is already dead to them. but i know medusa. i know her. she is known for her work.

after all, who can speak about medusa without mentioning how she froze the world?

Witches Being Misunderstood is an Understatement

As I research this brilliant topic of Wiccan practices, origins, and history- lm learning of how stereotyped Im raised to believe witches and witchcraft alike are. Here’s some examples and rebuddles of what I mean…


“DEVIL WORSHIPPER” 

Who has ever claimed that was the point… Because I do not follow Christian beliefs to a T doesn’t make me a worshipper of satan. These claims were made by Christians who believed the worship of ANYTHING besides “God” (the big guy in the white robe) is their devil.


“Dont do black magick on me!”

 Anyone who has ever been remotely freaked out thinking we would curse their soul or ruin their lives with magic, has obviously never read the Wiccan Rede… what was it again? “An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will”? Huh…


“Eye of *animal*, Wing of *bird*” 

These ingredients aren’t literal, at all… Although my young, shameless self believed it to be, these are just names made up for herbs, plants, and flowers that are ingredients to remedies witches didn’t want abused.


“Why don’t you carry your broom to fly on?” 

This one makes me laugh. Woman used to literally ride broomsticks… maybe it’s a long story but people wanted to use an LSD like ointment and it was most affective on arm pits and … genitals. So they would lather up the broom handle and well… ride the broom into the night causing hallucinations. Weird shit right?


“You’re too colourful to be a witch” 

How? Did I miss the dress code assembly? Because I can wear whatever the fuck I want. Being Wiccan is positive and peaceful and colours have magick their own. If a witch does decide to wear only black, good for them- black means protection, safety, and grounding (amongst other things).


“Where’s your black cat?” 

Cats were once worshipped as symbols of multiple goddesses. In the beginning of the agricultural age, people brought cats with them where they went to ward off mice. Kittens were even wedding presents. Men went to war and women were stuck with the cat and were often widowed… since the woman lived alone- she was also likely to be accused of witchcraft. The Pope also claimed cats were satanic (?) so cats were burned alive - just like witches… but then the mice and rat population went sideways and here comes the Black Plague! Jokes on you - “Whatever you do shall be returns to you three times over”.


So here’s my explanation on stereotypes through research and the ability to look things up and not assume. These are based off of personal experience, first reactions… I also stuck to Wiccan beliefs along with my own personal thrown in the first one (sorry). There are witches out side of Wiccan who do worship Satan and that don’t follow the Rede but this is all biased. Correct me if I’m wrong anywhere here- I apologize already!

Blessed Be! )O(

SnK - AoT New Ending Analyze!

Cause that is my favorite thing to do.

But first, a little warning if you are an anime only fan!

Originally posted by ithelpstodream

Major manga spoilers.

You know what to do better than me.

Scroll down, this post does not exist for you.

For others, guess who screenshotted every single scene of new ending and meta all the way?

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“As Above, so Below” and Manifestations of Planets in Astrology

Astrology (and many other divination arts) works on a very old, very basic principle: as above, so below. This is an ancient phrase often heard in earth worshiping religions, but it brings up a question; why are things above are they so below? Aren’t “above” and “below” in different places for a reason? The answer to this is both yes and no.

“As above so below” is an image, two different planes that are parallel to each other have the same events at the same time. Things that happen up top also happen down below. Now, in astrology, this is quite literal with the motions of the planets above mirroring the events on Earth, but the applications go further. “As above, so below” could easily be “As within, so without”, changing the vertical plane of the sky and earth to a horizontal plane, the individual and their surroundings. The Universe is both complete chaos and perfect structure, but how we see it depends on how we’re trying to observe it. To people who do not believe in astrology (or tarot or palm reading or runes or any other fortune telling art) there isn’t a link between the motions of the planets and the emotions and realities we experience, but if you learn how to read the signs, anything from the leaves in a tea cup to cards on a table can reflect our futures and lives. The extent to which only depends on the reader.

In astrology in particular, I’ve noticed that as a result of this, there are almost always two manifestations of a planet: one that is internal and one that is external. For example, the Moon manifests both as what we need emotionally to feel secure (internal) AND how we perceive our mother (external). In any kind of reading, it is important to recognize both “as above, so below” as why our divination tools work, but also to read with “as within, so without” to accurately read the whole picture of why an individual is experiencing a certain situation.

Here is a quick-reference for internal vs external manifestations of planets. This is not a complete list but should offer a clearer look into how we experience them. The sign tells us HOW we experience these things and the house tells us WHERE we experience these things. *Note: aspects and Rx planetary motions also affect how we experience these planets.

The Sun External: The Father, our ideology, what we get attention for and want to show people.

The Sun Internal: What makes us feel happy to be alive, ego, importance.

The Moon External: The mother, fast reactions, being nurtured.

The Moon Internal: Feeling nurtured or not nurtured, security, emotions.

Mercury External: Information sharing, communication, siblings.

Mercury Internal: How we observe something, how we intellectually perceive something.

Mars External: Competition, conflict, rivals.

Mars Internal: Drive, excitedness, passion, anger.

Venus External: Objects, our bodies, food, money.

Venus Internal: Ownership, value as perceived by us.

Ceres External: Routines, what is real, how we receive/give physical care.

Ceres Internal: Existential security, a sense of order.

Juno External: Relationships, partners, what we do to support somebody.

Juno Internal: Sense of belonging to a partnership, dependence, caring for a partner.

Jupiter External: Travel, education, new things, morals, lucky breaks.

Jupiter Internal: The “aha” moments, things making sense, feeling lucky.

Saturn External: Restrictions, authority figures, rules, failure

Saturn Internal: Depression, worthlessness, frustration, patience, achievement.

Uranus External: Disruptions, calamities, rebellions, causes, inventions, friends, machines.

Uranus Internal: Dissociation, a desire to solve problems, a sense of wanting better and easier methods.

Neptune External: Dreams, altered states of mind, magic, the supernatural, being lost.

Neptune Internal: despair, ecstasy, feeling lost, wonder, numbness.

Pluto External: Death, major life-altering changes, endings.

Pluto Internal: Completion, loss, “the end”.

If you have any questions, please let me know so I can clarify further. Chances are, somebody else has the same question but if nobody asks nobody gets an answer. If you found this helpful or think somebody else would, republish it and be sure to subscribe for more astrology posts.

-Ralph

The Signs as Studio Ghibli Quotes
  • Aries: whenever someone creates something with all of their heart, that creation is given a soul.
  • Taurus: there's no future for people who worship the future and forget about the past.
  • Gemini: it doesn't matter what colour your dress is, what matters is the heart inside.
  • Cancer: a heart's a heavy burden.
  • Leo: he's calling the spirits of darkness. I saw him do this once before when a girl dumped him.
  • Virgo: we each need to find our own inspiration. sometimes it's not easy.
  • Libra: no matter how many weapons you have, no matter how great your technology might be, the world cannot live without love.
  • Scorpio: I think I can handle it.
  • Sagittarius: you cannot alter your fate. but you can rise to meet it.
  • Capricorn: when I saw you, I just wanted to find a way to protect you.
  • Aquarius: you're very smart. sometimes we take a leap. be brave.
  • Pisces: always believe in yourself. do this and no matter where you are, you will have nothing to fear.
Polycentric Polytheism and the Philosophy of Religion

This post is a breakdown of the essay “Polycentric Polytheism and the Philosophy of Religion” by Edward P. Butler. Butler’s writing is notoriously dense and therefore pretty inaccessible for most. However, I think his ideas are thought-provoking and therefore should be made into an accessible post for people to read and engage with. This post by necessity is a bit lengthy but I made sure to include short breakdown summaries for people. That way the ideas contained in this paper should be accessible to many people.

(It’s worth noting now that Butler comes at this with a very particular view of divintity that not all will agree with. So go into this aware of that perspective. However, I hope this will give people something to think about regardless of their beliefs surrounding divinity is.)

In the abstract to his paper, Butler states that he sets out to do the following: Using Neoplatonist* theory, he seeks to establish:

  • that focusing on one deity at a time is not indicative of monotheistic tendencies
  • give guidelines for non-reductive cross cultural comparisons
  • a foundation for a polytheistic philosophy of religion

In addition, while not stated in his abstract, Butler also discusses how syncretic practices preserve the uniqueness of gods, how gods can have overlapping functions, how contradicting myths do not create falsehoods, and lays out the beginning of an historical defense for creating one’s own ‘pantheon’ set up.

* - Neoplatonism is a school of thought from 3rd century Greece. It is hard to give a summary of beliefs but the center of it revolves around the derivation of the many from the One. The One is beyond being and is what makes reality. As such for Butler, the One is equivalent with the divine. From the One and the divine come reality and existence. Other relevant Neoplatonist terms will be discussed through the body of the paper as they arrive.

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On visiting Greece as a Hellenic polytheist

There is something profoundly altering about standing on the soil of those who first honoured the Gods I honour, seeing the places where they worshipped and the land that is still there. Here I am, soon to be two millennia after the fall of this palace, this temple, this sanctuary, here I am with my bound hair and my heart full of devotion towards these same deities the people who died here believed in. Around me are ruins, and yet I am - we are - still here.

There is a strange continuity, even beyond time. This land is interwoven with sacredness. This is the sea Poseidon first claimed as his own, the forests Artemis first roamed. These columns, that oak at Dodona, they were places of utmost reverence, and you can still feel it. The pilgrims who came here came with bowed head and hands full of flowers and incense. They sometimes asked lighthearted questions of the oracles, true - should I marry this girl, should I move to the next village over - but never without respect. When looking up towards the ever-present mountains, it is difficult not to understand how much the Gods deserve it. They are so much greater than us.

It makes me want to be the best I can be for them - to serve them in all my words and actions, like those who walked here before me did. To honour, too, and to remember these ancestors of mine, even if they are only ancestors in humanity.

My religion will come with me when I return, of course. But it is good to sit with these stones. Their warmth in the evening sun reminds me, despite these two thousand years, I am not alone.

(Pictures, in order: the temple of Apollon in Delphi, the oracle of Zeus in Dodona, the sanctuary in Delphi, the path up Mount Olympus, and the Erechtheion in Athens.)

yo fam can people pls stop saying things like “pls don’t take away renjun’s snaggle tooth sm!” or “i miss the snaggle tooth, he was cute right with it”? unless you want renjun to grow up to have future dental problems and be more liable to teeth and gum problems (like rotting teeth, cavities, gum disease, teeth falling out), then sure - carry on yapping about his past snaggle tooth! 

people are literally forgetting that renjun is a teenager and these days, having braces and getting your teeth sorted out is normal and common for them. it’s better to have them sorted out when you’re a teenager too to avoid future dental issues. and also in an age where appaearnace plays a big part of your self-confidence, it’s no coincidence he’d want better teeth. snaggle teeth are cute but they could potentially be a problem in the future. 

by saying you miss his snaggle tooth and you want it back etc, it’s like you’re wishing future dental problems and suffering on renjun. stop worshipping a small characteristic of his that is perfectly normal to be altered and is encouraged to do so, by medical staff, for his health.

hozier lyrics starters

taken from random songs / albums, and some were altered for rp. enjoy!

  • “i was born sick.”
  • “i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies.”
  • “i’ll tell you my sins.”
  • “are you sharpening a knife?”
  • “that’s a fine looking high horse.”
  • “there’s something tragic about you.”
  • “don’t you agree?”
  • “there’s something lonesome about you.”
  • “something is so wretched about this.”
  • “my innocence died screaming.”
  • “don’t take this the wrong way, but ____.”
  • “i fell in love just a little.”
  • “jesus christ!”
  • “i know who i am when i’m alone.”
  • “i know that look!”
  • “in some sad way, i already know.”
  • “honey just put your lips on mine.”
  • “or we could just kiss like real people do?”
  • “why are you creeping around?”
Forgotten Dead Funeral

Hey everyone. So I did this thing a long time ago as a part of my Haides and Persephone worship that I think could be a really cool way to work with the forgotten dead. You can alter this in any way to fit how you would go about giving a spirit a proper funeral. For me, this is to honour any human spirits living in or around my home. On to the how to!

First, you’ll need a poppet. I used a mini skeleton. You could do something as simple as tie two sticks together in the vague shape of a person. Whatever works for you.

Then, you’ll need a miniature coffin. Michael’s sells these painted or unpainted, and they open and close with a latch. I love using them because it feels proper in a sense. Or, you could use a box.

This next part is optional. Take flowers, herbs, perfumes, and little gifts and put them in the box with the poppet. Call to the spirit you are honouring, and let them know that you have not forgotten them. I do not suggest burying the box because most of the time it won’t deteriorate and that’s bad for the environment. Instead, bury it in a pot of soil.

You can make a grave marker for the spirit. If you wish to contact them, merely go up to the pot of soil and offer something like flowers, and call upon them.

With permission, you can use the dirt as a form of graveyard dirt. A spirit resides there, so I don’t see why it couldn’t be used similarly.

I love pushing limits in hypnosis. When I was in middle school the idea of altering a belief, no matter how simple, seemed so erotic to me. I used to day dream of making Preppy girls Goth and Goth girls into preppy bimbos. It was the notion that someones mind being altered that was such a turn on to me.

Something that is absolutely evil that I love is challenging ones religious or spiritual beliefs because what could be held more sacred than that? The notion that your most fundamental belief system and world view is under my control is perhaps one of the most erotic things I enjoy but also one that makes me question if the darker sides of my kink cross a line that I would not want it to cross.

At the end of the day it’s a lovely fantasy. Worship me and join the cult. ;)

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Here are some emergency adoptables to help me w/ my apartment troubles: Sorry this isn’t as fancy as my witch adopts usually are. Thanks for following.

The Key Witch - TAKEN

This witch has perfected the art of locks and keys. If you want something stashed away (or picked free), she’s the one to speak to; Even if your treasure doesn’t have a literal or physical form. Whether it’s a safe or a mind, she can open and close it as she sees fit.

The Hypnosis Witch - $35 - Available

Feeling tense? Lost? Are you ready to let someone else steer you for a while? This witch is prepared to do just that. She can lull anyone into a disembodied state, where there is nothing to think or feel; And while you are away, she will do with your mind as she sees fit.

The Feline Witch (and human thrall) - $35 - Available

Witchcraft can lead to some nasty ends for some. And so this witch is happy to not be dead, even if she is trapped in a cat’s body. Besides, if one lacks a human body one only needs to properly equip a thrall and there you have it: Functionality at it’s finest.

The Sun Witch - $35 - Available

Sunlight, soil, and blood are what this witch worships. All things rich and full of life. She inspires growth wherever she goes, and overgrowth wherever she stays. She is warm and giving. She will choke and drown you in gifts.

Custom Witch Slots - $35 - 2/4 Available


buying info:

  1. You will get 1 fullsize, transparent PNG of your witch, delivered via email.
  2. Payment is Paypal USD only.
  3. These are for personal use only; nothing commercial. You can ignore/alter the suggested characterizations as you see fit.
  4. You may resell, but not at a profit.
  5. You may not claim this art/design was made by you or anyone else besides myself.
  6. I will hold a witch for 24 hours. If payment is not received by then, back up for sale they go!
  7. Customs are not made on a base.You will give me a theme/color scheme/fashion style/body type/ethnicity, or just whatever you’d like to see, and I will design a witch from that. You may ask for slight edits, but for the most part it’s going to be a surprise and it’ll be final. I will not refund a custom.
  8. You can send me an ask or IM, but at your own risk; we all know how easily Tumblr eats things. If I haven’t responded in a long while, I suggest emailing me at teethterror@gmail.com instead.
A handful of nifty changes, removals, and additions to Bloodborne based on its pre-release marketing (including the leaked Project Beast trailer).

Block move, which is no longer in the game (and neither are the offensively purple crow feathers). The Good Hunter in this trailer is also adorned with the Charred set and (I think) the Grey Wolf Cap. The marketed gear for the Good Hunter in the promo material from E3 2014 and onward would be the more simply named, and classy looking, Hunter Set:

Hunter mob models, while obviously cut from the same cloth stylistically, received a substantial makeover in the final release:

The blood sprays and decals look a helluva better now, and also the round cemetery in Cathedral Ward is populated by the giants instead of hunter mobs. Also, behind the gate you can spy a few garish green lamps; these appared to be INCREDIBLY common in the levels during the Project Beast stage of development. Fortunately they were cut and the visual composition of the game was majorly improved with nary a glint of green in sight:

The cliff side of Cathedral Ward once featured some more hideous green lamps and a partially-turned manbeast.

Even more comical green lighting is present. There’s SO much of it in this trailer that I wonder if there was going to be some kind of story or lore significance for it:

The Good Hunter impaling a ghostly sword into the base of a statue. As far as I’m aware no animation or action such as this made it into the final game.

A tease for one of the Chalice Dungeon bosses:

Enemies fought in a street or alleyway thickly blanketed in fog, sort of like the Shaded Forest in Dark Souls II:

Messengers popping up in Oedon Chapel, sans lantern:

Perhaps this was originally Laurence’s skull in the Grand Cathedral? If so, his remains were altered into that of a bloodied beast skull in the final game:

Another Chalice boss teased, this time the Abhorrent Beast/suspicious beggar. Damn I hate this guy:

I don’t recognize this wall/mural from the final game. Maybe someone else does?

The awesome staircase leading to the Grand Cathedral, still adorned with those creepy Amygdala statues:

Ebrietas, one of the primary hidden bosses in the final game, is shown here in the Grand Cathedral:

The Cleric Beast was shown being fought at night (and I believe this was the case in the Network Alpha too) although Yharnam does not transition past sunset until you beat Vicar Amelia and examine Laurence’s skull; it’s still possible to fight Cleric Beast after nightfall but you’d be engaging the bosses far outside the intended order:

The kick didn’t make it into the game :(

The worship area for the beasts at the bottom of Old Yharnam is shown here completely bathed in fire. It’s actually rather appropriate given the lore for this area, but was changed for the final game (or was only altered for this shot in the trailer). The swirling smoke and ash look really amazing too:

The double barrel shotgun didn’t make it y_y. Though I imagine this was folded into what became the Repeating Pistol:

Spin2win was a winning strat since the beginning, Kappa:

And of course, a stirring Demon’s Souls nod was cut; players who glitched over to the Father Gascoigne fight in the Network Alpha were met with this bit of dialog from him if killed. If he was defeated however, he dropped the Great Bridge Key, alluding to the door linking the Cathedral Ward to the Cleric Beast arena. In the final game there is no way to open this door (even though there’s a prompt to give it a shot from the CW side):

UPDATE:

One thing I caught after the fact was how some of the HUD and item icons changed, and the Hunter Bullet was changed to Quiksilver Bullet:

Also, some folks let me know of some mistakes/omissions, namely that the worship area in Lower Old Yharnam can be lit aflame, the foggy alleyway is the alley beneath the Healing Church Workshop, and that the mural highlighted in the leaked trailer is from deep inside the Chalice Dungeons.

Thank you folks!

* upon your alter *


the coolness echoes

throughout the room

I drink in the isolation

as every portion within

screams

wanting to not think

begging to forget

flipping the switch

all defenses down

I can no longer hold back

I come to you


I need your touch

I need your words

I want to lay my body

upon your alter

caress me with your hymns

recite the special verses

which you have written

just for me

light the candles

together,

we can worship

as we sing that special melody


tonight, I’m not broken

healing has made its way

as you position me

just right

molding me as your clay

removing thoughts

filling my soul

making me complete

making me whole


yesterday doesn’t exist

tomorrow will never come

in this moment

there is no falters

for tonight,

I give myself to you

every portion

I lay bare,

every crevasse

vulnerable unto you

given,

upon your alter




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Pic credit - Pinterest

AU wherein Quark makes a deal with a malcontent Vorta (Weyoun 6?) to get ketracel-white at wholesale prices and starts distributing it to the Jem’Hadar. The Jem’Hadar proceed to start worshipping the Blessed Exchequer instead of the founders

spacebabeofglitterplanet-deacti  asked:

Hey, Hi, and Hello!! I'm a bit new to the practice of Lokean and was wondering... How do I worship Loki in other ways besides prayer... With a house full of Christians pushing their religion on me?? I've been good at hiding things from them but I just wondered if there was any way you could help?? Anything I could put in a hidden alter that would please him?? Thank you for your time!! ❤️❤️❤️

We’re sorry you’re stuck in a less-than-optimal living situation. We have a post about stealth altars here. You might also consider a pocket altar or an eshrine. If you have no idea what to put on an altar in general, see this post, this list of symbols, and our altar tag.

As for other things you could do for Loki that aren’t inherently or obviously pagan:

  • Light candles, use wax melts, or burn incense if you’re allowed. A ton of people use them for completely secular reasons just because they like the scent.
  • Listen to music that reminds you of him. It doesn’t have to be folk metal that explicitly mentions the Norse gods or anything. If you check out these playlists, you’ll find a ton of secular pop music.
  • Donate money to or volunteer at a charity you think Loki would approve of. Or even just informally help a friend or neighbor.
  • Dedicate certain jewelry or pieces of clothing to Loki, to remind you of your devotion as you wear them. They don’t have to have overtly pagan symbols or anything. The act of you devoting them to and associating them with Loki is the part that makes it work.
  • Does a particular book, game, or movie remind you of Loki? Think of him while you enjoy it! Maybe you’ll notice even more ways it connects to him, or he’ll use it as an opportunity to speak to you.
  • If you practice any kind of art or craft, use it to make stealth devotional items. Knit a scarf in colors that remind you of Loki, or draw an animal associated with him.
  • If you’re comfortable eating food offerings, silently designate a small portion of the food on your plate to be “shared” with him, and eat that bit last.
  • Study. Research the myths. Research Nordic culture and languages. Research queer history. Research your ancestors. Or anything else you think Loki may be pushing you towards. Knowledge is power.
  • Live by Loki’s values. Challenge assumptions. Look for beauty in unlikely places and unlikely people. Stand up for the oppressed.

Always remember that your safety comes first. Besides the fact that religion is supposed to be a positive force in your life, you’re of no use to the gods dead, stuck in a conversion therapy camp, etc. As someone raised in an abusive situation, I understand that telling people to obey their abusive family completely with no small acts of rebellion whatsoever is unrealistic and detrimental to a survivor’s sense of self. But seriously, don’t do anything stupid, and bide your time until you can get out. You’ll have the whole rest of your life to express yourself openly.

- Mod E

Come to me and confess
every sinful thing you’ve ever
wanted to do to me,
whisper it right in my ear.


You make me want to kneel down
at your feet in prayer
and worship at the alter
between your thighs.


The only tongue I want to speak in is yours,
I want to taste you,
swallow you like communion wine,
I want to scream your praises to the heavens.


You can spread me out,
  you can nail me down.
  I’ll be your willing sacrifice,
                cross my heart.

—  hallelujah // L.H