inuit myths

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Mermaid moodboard : Inuit mermaids

Like Sedna, or Sanna; the drowned goddess, Inuit mermaids were once humans. They were women from all ages who drowned by falling under the ice or being washed away by a powerful wave. 
Sedna welcomed thoses women she saw as sisters and granted them the gift of breathing underwater and an orca tail to show that they belonged to the underwater world. She painted their hands with black lines with her hair which symbolizes her own fingers and hands which were cut by her father and from which all the fish sprang out.
Inuit mermaids are benevolent spirits guiding fishermen in winter, leading the fish where they will be needed and calming Sedna when she is angry because of her hair entangled by the currents..

fyeahmyths Summer Event - Day 1

North American Deity : Sedna

Inuit goddess of the sea, she was once a very pretty human woman who didn’t want to marry. To punish her, her father gave her to the first man who asked, who was a bird-spirit in disguise. When he visited her for the first time, she begged him to take her home, and for a time he relented. But the bird-spirit raised a terrible tempest. Her father then threw her into the water to ensure his own survival, and when she tried to cling to the boat, he cut her hands.

They became the first seals. She descended into the water and became goddess of the sea.

Sedna is a vengeful goddess. Sometimes, she keeps the seals in her underwater house, and humans die of famine. A shaman then must go underwater to beg her and comb her hair - she cannot do it by herself since she no longer has hands. If the shaman is good, she relents and the famine ends.

BEARS? BEARS.

ONE DAY, WHILE KIVIUQ IS OUT HUNTING, HE RUNS INTO A BEAR. IT’S FUCKING MASSIVE, AND IT LOOKS HUNGRY, SO KIVIUQ IMMEDIATELY FALLS OVER AND PLAYS DEAD. THE BEAR THINK STHIS IS A REALLY FUCKING LUCKY COINCIDENCE, AND DECIDES TO DRAG HIM HOME FOR ITS KIDS TO EAT. IT PEELS OFF ITS SKIN, PUTS KIVIUQ ON IT, AND STARTS TO DRAG HIM HOME. 

ON THE WAY HOME, THE BEAR STARTS TO WONDER IF KIVIUQ IS ACTUALLY DEAD. IT TURNS AROUND AND INSPECTS HIS FACE TO SEE IF HE’S BREATHING. KIVIUQ KNOWS WHAT’S GOING ON, THOUGH, SO HE STARTS BREATHING THROUGH HIS BUTT BECAUSE HE’S JUST THAT FUCKING GREAT AT CONTROLLING HIS BREATH. THE BEAR SMELLS FARTS, AND GOES ROUND THE BACK TO CHECK, AT WHICH POINT KIVIUQ GOES BACK TO BREATHING THROUGH HIS NOSE LIKE A NORMAL FUCKING HUMAN. 

THE BEAR GETS KIVIUQ HOME AND IS ABOUT TO DISEMBOWEL HIM AND COOK HIM WHEN HE JUMPS UP, GRABS AN AXE, AND CUTS THE BEAR’S MOTHERFUCKING LEGS OFF RIGHT IN FRONT OF ITS WIFE AND KIDS, WHO ALL LOOK HORRIFIED. KIVIUQ THEN FUCKS OFF INTO THE WOODS, PURSUED BY THE BEAR’S WIFE. 

WHEN HE REACHES A STREAM, HE JUMPS OVER IT AND THEN TALKS TO IT NICELY AUNTIL IT AGREES TO TURN INTO A FUCKING MASSIVE RIVER. THE BEAR’S WIFE CATCHES UP WITH HIM BUT CAN’T CROSS THE RIVER, SO SHE ASKS KIVIUQ WHAT THE FUCK HE DID TO GET OVER THAT RIVER, AND HE TELLS HER HE DRANK IT AND MAYBE SHE SHOULD TRY THE SAME.

UNFORTUNATELY FOR MRS BEAR, SHE’S REALLY FUCKING STUPID AND FALLS FOR KIVIUQ’S REALLY SHITTY LIES. KIVIUQ IS, AS PREVIOUSLY ESTABLISHED, A COMPLETE DICKBAG. MRS BEAR DRINKS THE WATER, AND JUST AS SHE THINKS SHE’S HAD ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO MAKE IT ACROSS, SHE REALISES THAT SHE ACCIDENTALLY DRANK FAR MORE THAN SHE SHOULD HAVE DONE. THEN SHE JUST FUCKING EXPLODES. KIVIUQ HAS SUCCESSFULLY MURDERED TWO BEARS, LEAVING THEIR KIDS TO STARVE TO DEATH WITH ONLY THE LEGLESS FUCKING CORPSE OF THEIR FATHER FOR COMPANY. WHAT A FUCKING SHITSTAIN.

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@fyeahmyths​ two week summer event
day one: North American deity →  Sedna

The legend of this sea goddess, though known in various regions by different names, is one of the most widespread Inuit myths. Although there are many variations of Sedna’s story they all end in much the same way: with her father pushing her into the raging sea as she clings desperately to the edge of his boat. As the girl struggles to save herself, he draws his knife and cuts through three of her fingers. The severed fingers drift off on the waves and become the seals, walruses, and whales of the sea. Sedna herself sinks to the sea floor, where she dwells to this day as the powerful Inuit goddess of the sea and marine life, the Mother of the Deep.

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@fyeahmyths two weeks event: day two.

north american creature: [inuit] T A R I A K S U Q

it is said that, for the most part, they are the same as any other human being. they have houses, families, weapons, tools, and more. where they deviate from normal people, however, is that they are not visible by looking straight at them. in looking directly at them, they either disappear into the separate world which they occupy, apart from our own, or they are only seen for the shadow they cast. they only become visible if they are killed.

People do not like to think. They hardly want to work with what is difficult to describe. And that might be the reason why we still know so little of the heaven and the earth, and of the origin of humankind and animals. It might and it might not. Because it is hard to understand how we, ourselves, became and where we get to go once we do not live anymore. Darkness lies above all beginning and all ending. How could you know more about the mightiest that surrounds us and keeps us up, about all this what we call air, heaven and sea, and what we name the peoples of the world, animals, birds and fish of all countries, seas and lakes? No, no one can know for sure about the beginning of all life. But those who open their eyes and ears and remember what the elder people once told, they have the one or another knowledge that can fill the void in our thoughts. Therefore, we like to listen to one who brings tidings of the experiences of dead lineages. And all the old myths we received from our kin, are the speeches of the dead. We talk to all who were once wise a long time ago. And we, who seemingly know so little, enjoy to listen.
—  Words of an Inuit of the Noatakriver
Alaskan Folklore

Kushtaka

Kooshdakhaa are shape-shifting creatures found in the stories of the Tlingit and Tsimshian Indians of Southeastern Alaska temperate rainforest. Loosely translated, Kooshdakhaa means, “land otter man”.

They are capable of assuming human form, the form of an otter, and potentially other forms. In some accounts, a Kooshdakhaa is able to assume the form of any species of otter; in others, only one. It is also said that the Kooshdakhaa emit a high pitched, three part whistle in the pattern of low-high-low.

 Accounts of their behaviour seem to conflict with one another. In some stories, Kooshdakhaa are cruel creatures who take delight in tricking poor Tlingit sailors to their deaths. In others, they are friendly and helpful, frequently saving the lost from death by freezing. In many stories, the Kooshdakhaa save the lost individual by distracting them with curiously otter-like illusions of their family and friends as they transform their subject into a fellow Kooshdakhaa, thus allowing him to survive in the cold.

Kooshdakhaa legends are not always pleasant. In some legends it is said the Kooshdakhaa will imitate the cries of a baby or the screams of a woman to lure victims to the river. Once there, the Kooshdakhaa either kills the person and tears them to shreds or will turn them into another Kooshdakhaa

Legends have it Kooshdakhaa can be warded off through copper, urine, and in some stories fire. Since the Kooshdakhaa mainly preys on small children, it has been thought by some that it was used by Tlingit mothers to keep their children from wandering close to the ocean by themselves. 

The Alaska Bushman (Tornit)

Stories of the Alaska Bushmen, or tornits, have been told since the first humans crossed the Bering Land Bridge. In the beginning, the story goes, the Inuit and the tornits lived peacefully in villages near each other and shared common hunting grounds.

The Inuit people often built and used kayaks for hunting. While the tornits were unable to master the building of kayaks, they were very aware of the advantages of having and using one. One story goes that a young tornit borrowed a young Inuit’s kayak without permission and damaged the bottom of it. The young Inuit became very angry and stabbed the tornit in the nape of the neck while he was sleeping, killing him. The rest of the tornits feared that they too, would be killed by the Inuit and fled the country, rarely to be seen again.

Since that time, many stories have come out of the bush of hunters disappearing, later found dead and mangled or never seen again. Apparently, hunters and the Tornits no longer peacefully shared common hunting grounds.

There was an elderly woman who was known as a medicine woman because of her experience as a young girl.

She was out picking berries with others near Rampart when she was kidnapped by a bushman. She was taken into the wilderness and brought to a cave, where she saw other members of the bushman’s family or group.

In that cave, there were both male and female bushmen people, and even young ones. They were hairy and wore no clothes, and smelled badly. But one of the babies of the bushman people was very sick.

Then she learned somehow that she had been taken and brought to the bushman’s cave to help take care of the sick baby. They spoke to her without talking. She learned the bushman people thought a human would help make the baby well, and that was why they took her.

After a time, the baby bushman finally recovered, and after that they let her go because they thought she had helped make the baby get well. They also let her go as long as she didn’t tell anyone where they lived. They then brought her back to her village.

Keelut

The Keelut or Qiqirin is an evil chthonic spirit that is a black, hairless dog that terrifies the inuit people. It silently follows and stalks travellers at night. The encounter typically culminates with a horrific attack that usually ends the life of the Keelut’s target.

The only hair is has is on its feet, and footprints of this mysterious creature are occasionally seen, but quickly disappear back into the snow and should warn the person that saw them to get somewhere safe least they become a victim of the fearsome beast.

The references to the Keelut bear many similarities to the folklore of the black dogs of England, Ireland, and Scotland.

FAKE SEALS

A POOR BOY LIVES WITH HIS GRANDMOTHER, AND EVERYONE HATES HIM BECAUSE HE’S AN AWFUL LITTLE SHIT. HE’S CONSTANTLY BULLIED BY EVERYONE EXCEPT A GUY CALLED KIVUQ, WHO’S A PRETTY GREAT DUDE, AND ONE DAY THE KID DECIDES HE’S HAD ENOUGH OF THIS BULLSHIT.

HE GOES HOME TO HIS GRANDMA AND ASKS HER TO BEAT UP THE OTHER KIDS FOR HIM. OBVIOUSLY, HIS GRANDMA THINKS THAT’S A FUCKING STUPID IDEA BECAUSE SHE’S REALLY OLD AND FRAGILE AND IT WOULD BE A DISASTER. INSTEAD, SHE TELLS HER GRANDSON TO FUCK RIGHT OFF AND NOT COME BACK UNTIL HE’S FOUND A SEALSKIN.

EVENTUALLY, THE BOY COMES HOME WITH A DEAD BABY SEAL. IT’S ALL SAD AND FLUFFY AND BLOODSTAINED, AND IT LOOKS A BIT SHITTY. THAT’S NOT A PROBLEM, THOUGH. THE GRANDMA TELLS HIM TO MAKE A COAT OUT OF THE SEAL’S SKIN AND GET REALLY FUCKING GOOD AT PRETENDING TO BE A MOTHERFUCKING SEAL. HE MAKES THE COAT AND THEN SPENDS THE REST OF THE FUCKING DAY FLOPPING AROUND THE FLOOR GOING “ARF ARF”.

GRANDMA IS DELIGHTED BY THIS, GRABS HER POOR BULLIED GRANDSON BY THE ANKLES, AND THROWS HIM INTO THE BATH. IT’S REALLY FUCKING COLD, AND HE’S PRETTY UPSET BY GETTING THIS SORT OF AWFUL BULLSHIT TREATMENT FROM HIS GRANDMA. SHE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK, THOUGH, AND WATERBOARDS HIM UNTIL HE GETS REALLY FUCKING GOOD AT HOLDING HIS BREATH. THEN SHE TELLS HIM WHAT HE HAS TO DO.

STILL WEARING HIS SEALSKIN, THE KID FLOPS HIS WAY ALL THE WAY ACROSS TOWN MAKING SEAL NOISES UNTIL ALL THE OTHER KIDS, INCLUDING KIVIUQ, ARE FOLLOWING HIM. THEN HE FLOPS INTO THE SEA AND FUCKS OFF INTO THE DISTANCE, AND ALL THE FOLLOWING KIDS SWIM AFTER HIM, DESPERATE TO MURDER THE SHIT OUT OF THE ADORABLE LITTLE BABY SEAL.

AS SOON AS HE GETS FAR ENOUGH OUT, THE KID MAKES A COUPLE OF QUICK PRAYERS, AND A FUCKING MASSIVE STORM STARTS. ALL THE KIDS DIE, EXCEPT FOR THE SEAL BOY, WHO FLOPS BACK HOME LOOKING ADORABLE AND ONLY SLIGHTLY MURDEROUS, AND KIVIUQ, WHO GETS WASHED UP ON A DISTANT SHORE BECAUSE HE WASN’T AS MUCH OF A FUCKTRUMPET AS ALL THE OTHER KIDS.

DUCKS IN SOCKS

UP IN THE ARCTIC CIRCLE, ALL BIRDS WEAR FUCKING MASSIVE FLUFFY SOCKS TO KEEP THEIR LITTLE BIRDY FEET WARM. KIVIUQ IS WELL AWARE OF THIS AND, NOT CONTENT WITH BURNING HIS FIRST WIFE TO DEATH AND THEN MARRYING A FOX, DECIDES THAT HE WANTS TO FUCK A DUCK. 

HE GOES DOWN TO THE LAKE AND WAITS FOR ALL THE BIRDS TO TAKE THEIR SOCKS OFF AND GO FOR A SWIM, AND THEN HE SNEAKS OVER AND STEALS ALL THE FLUFFY SOCKS. KIVIUQ IS A HEARTLESS SHITWEASEL AND EVEN THE THOUGHT OF DUCKS DEPRIVED OF THEIR FLUFFY SOCKS AND LEFT TO SHIVER IN THE COLD SNOW DOESN’T SOFTEN HIS HARD SHITTY HEART. WHEN THE BIRDS GET OUT OF THE LAKE, THEY REALISE THAT THEIR SOCKS HAVE BEEN STOLEN AND THEY ALL START TO CRY.

KIVIUQ LOOKS AT THE BIRDS, SEES A REALLY FUCKING SEXY SWAN, WALKS OVER TO HER AND OFFERS TO GIVE HER SOCKS BACK IF SHE’LL MARRY HIM. SHE STARES AT HIM FOR A BIT, BITES HIS HAND, GRABS THE SOCKS AND FUCKS OFF. THEN HE TRIES THE SAME THING ON A GOOSE, WHO AGREES TO MARRY HIM. HE GIVES ALL THE OTHER BIRDS BACK THEIR SOCKS, HAVING ABUSED THEM UNTIL HE FOUND A WIFE, AND FUCKS OFF BACK HOME WITH HIS NEW GOOSE WIFE.

THE TWO OF THEM HAVE FOUR BEAUTIFUL BABY EGGS TOGETHER, AND KIVIUQ, BEING THE FUCKBUCKET HE IS, EATS TWO OF THE KIDS FOR BREAKFAST AND ONLY LETS TWO OF THEM HATCH. EVENTUALLY HIS GOOSE WIFE IS SO FED UP WITH THIS BABY-EATING BULLSHIT THAT SHE JUST GRABS THE OTHER KIDS AND FUCKS OFF WITH THEM TO THE LAND OF THE BIRDS, LEAVING KIVIUQ TO GROW OLD AND TURN TO STONE AT HOME ON HIS OWN, WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT HE FUCKING DESERVES.

THE LADY OF THE LAKE IS LITERALLY A DICK

AFTER HE’S BEEN AT HOME FOR A WHILE, KIVIUQ REALISES THAT HIS WIFE KEEPS ON FUCKING OFF INTO THE WOODS WHILE HE’S OUT. ONE DAY, HE DECIDES TO FOLLOW HER AND WORK OUT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.

HE FOLLOWS HER TO THE EDGE OF A LAKE AND WATCHES AS SHE TAKES ALL HER CLOTHES OFF AND SHOUTS AT THE WATER. A MOTHERFUCKING GIANT DICK RISES UP OUT OF THE WAVES, SORT OF LIKE THE LADY OF THE LAKE IF SHE WERE LITERALLY A GIANT PENIS. KIVIUQ’S WIFE WALKS INTO THE LAKE, FUCKS THE GIANT LAKE DICK, AND GETS OUT OF THE WATER, LEAVING HER HUSBAND REALLY FUCKING CONFUSED. 

WHEN HIS WIFE HAS PUT HER CLOTHES BACK ON AND FUCKED OFF BACK TO THE HOUSE, KIVIUQ WALKS OVER TO THE LAKE AND SHOUTS AT IT UNTIL THE GIANT DICK EMERGES, AND THEN WADES INTO THE LAKE AND STABS THE DICK UNTIL IT’S DEAD. HE CUTS IT OFF AT THE BASE AND WALKS BACK TO TOWN, CARRYING THE FUCKING MASSIVE BLOODSTAINED SEVERED DICK WITH HIM. 

WHEN HE GETS HOME, HE COOKS THE DICK AND FEEDS IT TO HIS WIFE, BEFORE TELLING HER THAT HE KNOWS SHE CHEATED ON HIM WITH A FUCKING WEIRD LAKE DICK THING. THEN HE SETS HER ON FIRE AND LAUGHS AS SHE FUCKING BURNS TO DEATH. 

HOW TO GET A WIFE

KIVIUQ IS SITTING AROUND BEING A MOPEY LITTLE SHIT BECAUSE HE’S LONELY. OF COURSE, HE’S ONLY LONELY BECAUSE HE BURNED HIS FUCKING WIFE TO DEATH. IT’S ALL HIS OWN FAULT; HE’S JUST A WHINY FUCKSNAIL.

ONE DAY, WHEN HE GOES OUT HUNTING, HE COMES HOME TO FIND THAT SOMEBODY’S MADE HIM DINNER. HE HASN’T A FUCKING CLUE WHO IT WAS, BUT HE EATS IT ANYWAY WITHOUT ASKING ANY FUCKING QUESTIONS. THIS HAPPENS AGAIN THE NEXT DAY, SO THE DAY AFTER THAT HE HIDES IN A BUSH OUTSIDE HIS TENT AND WAITS TO SEE WHO IT IS.

IT’S A MOTHERFUCKING FOX. A FOX IS MAKING HIM DINNER. SHE’S A VERY WELL-BEHAVED FOX, THOUGH, SO WHEN SHE GOES INTO THE TENT SHE TAKES HER SKIN OFF AND HANGS IT ON THE COATRACK BY THE DOOR. KIVIUQ, BEING A SHITBAG, STEALS IT AND STICKS IT IN HIS POCKET. WHAT A FUCKING DICK.

WHEN THE FOX FINISHES MAKING DINNER, SHE GOES TO PUT HER SKIN BACK ON AND FINDS THAT IT’S MISSING. KIVIUQ JUMPS OUT OF A BUSH AND REFUSES TO GIVE IT BACK UNLESS THE FOX MARRIES HIM. SHE REALLY DOESN’T WANT TO, BUT IT’S REALLY FUCKING COLD OUT THERE AND SHE KIND OF NEEDS HER SKIN, SO SHE RELUCTANTLY AGREES.

BEWARE OF MOTHER-IN-LAWS

ON HIS JOURNEY, KIVIUQ STOPS OFF AT A SINGLE HOUSE, IN THE HOUSE ARE A WOMAN, HER DAUGHTER, AND A SEMEN-STAINED PLANK. IT’S A PRETTY FUCKING WEIRD HOUSE. KIVIUQ GOES IN AND ASKS IF HE CAN STAY THE NIGHT, AND THE OLDER WOMAN SAYS THAT’S FINE AND TELLS HIM TO COME TO BED WITH HER.

THIS IS PRETTY FUCKING WEIRD HOSPITALITY, BUT KIVIUQ GOES FOR IT AND THEY SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER. IT’S A PRETTY SHIT NIGHT, THOUGH, BECAUSE THE PLANK IN THE CORNER OF THE ROOM KEEPS WRIGGLING AND GRUMBLING.

THE NEXT DAY, IT TURNS OUT THAT THE PLANK IS ACTUALLY THE HUSBAND OF THE OLDER WOMAN, AND IT WAS REALLY FUCKING JEALOUS OF KIVIUQ. KIVIUQ COULD EASILY BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THE PLANK IF HE WANTED TO, BUT, BEING A PRETTY FUCKING REASONABLE DUDE, HE SLEEPS WITH THE YOUNGER WOMAN INSTEAD THE NEXT NIGHT. THE PLANK IS STILL PRETTY FUCKING PISSED OFF, BUT IT’S TOO LATE - KIVIUQ AND THE GIRL ARE NOW MARRIED.

AFTER A WHILE, THOUGH, THE OLDER WOMAN GETS REALLY FUCKING JEALOUS OF HER DAUGHTER’S MARRIAGE TO KIVIUQ SO, WHEN HE’S OUT, SHE WALKS OVER TO HER DAUGHTER AND STABS HER IN THE FACE WITH A FUCKING MASSIVE KNIFE. THEN SHE SKINS HER OWN FUCKING DAUGHTER AND PRETENDS TO BE HER. SHE’S REALLY FUCKING CRAZY, AND KIVIUQ CAN TELL IT’S HER BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING BLOODSTAINS AROUND THE EYEHOLES IN THE SKIN MASK AND ALSO BECAUSE HER LEGS ARE ALL OLD AND SAGGY. AFTER A WHILE HE GETS BORED OF HER AND OF HOW SHITTY THE ROTTING SKIN IS STARTING TO SMELL, SO HE LEAVES AND FUCKS OFF BACK HOME.

WHEN HE GETS HOME, KIVIUQ DISCOVERS THAT HIS WIFE HAS MARRIED A MOTHERFUCKING DUCK. THAT’S NOT A PROBLEM, THOUGH, AND HE TALKS TO THE DUCK AND SORTS THAT SHIT OUT DIPLOMATICALLY, WITH THE END RESULT THAT THE DUCK FUCKS OFF, NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN.

BEWARE OF THE FISH LADY

THE QALUPALIK LIVES UNDER THE ICE. SHE’S A SLIMY GREEN FISH LADY, AND SHE EATS KIDS. HELL FUCKING YES.

DON’T GO NEAR THE EDGE OF THE ICE. SHE JUST SITS THERE, DOING FUCK ALL EXCEPT HUMMING. SHE HUMS AND HUMS, AND WAITS FOR KIDS TO COME OVER TO FIND OUT WHAT THE NOISE IS. IS IT BEES? FUCK NO. IT’S A BABY-EATING FISH LADY WITH FUCKING MASSIVE TEETH. SORRY KIDS.

SHE GRABS THE KIDS THAT COME NEAR, STUFFS THE LITTLE SHITS IN HER FUCKING MASSIVE COAT, DROWNS THEM, STEALS THEIR YOUTH AND EATS THEIR BODIES. WORRIED ABOUT AGEING? IT’S FUCKING FINE. JUST EAT A MOTHERFUCKING BABY.