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Orphic Hymn 29 to Persephone

Persephone, blessed daughter of great Zeus, sole offspring of Demeter, come and accept this gracious sacrifice. Much honored spouse of Plouton, discreet and life-giving, you command the gates of Hades in the bowels of the earth, lovely-tressed Praxidike, pure bloom of Deo, mother of the Erinyes, queen of the nether world, secretly sired by Zeus in clandestine union. Mother of loud-roaring, many-shaped Eobouleus, radiant and luminous playmate of the Seasons, revered and almighty, maiden rich in fruits, brilliant and horned, only-beloved of mortals, in spring you take your joy in the meadow of breezes, you show your holy figure in branches teeming with grass-green fruits, in autumn you were made a kidnapper’s bride. You alone are life and death to toiling mortals, O Persephone, you nourish all, always, and kill them, too. Hearken, O blessed Goddess, send forth the fruits of the earth as you blossom in peace, and in gentle-handed health bring a blessed life and a splendid old age to him who is sailing to your realm, O queen, and to mighty Plouton’s kingdom.

Prayers for Suicidal Hellenic Polytheists

(I’m having a really bad suicidal day, so this is inspired by @aro–aphrodite)

May Zeus provide you the strength to live, and the safe refuge of his protection for when the urges become too much.

May Hera remind you in your darkest hours, the most important relationship is the one with yourself; and may she bless and strengthen the bond of that very union.

May Poseidon keep you safe in all voyages, including the journey that is life. May he prevent you from drowning in both your thoughts and the waters deep below.

May Demeter keep you warm and love you just like a mother. May she send forth gifts of a still soothed mind, and allow all your efforts in recovery to be fruitful.

May Athena, destroyer of Giants, slay the urges and intrusive thoughts too large to defeat on your own. May she protect you and bless you with the will to keep fighting.

May Apollon be by your side, whether it be during therapy or at your bedside in the ward. May he be a ray of light to give you a glimmer of hope.

May Artemis shield you, and provide you relief. May you never be thrown to the wolves, but rather have the courage to bear your teeth for your own defence.

May Ares cover your battle scars, and protect you from more. May he give you the courage of an entire army,
and the support of one to. May you be reminded that you need not to win every battle to win the war.

May Aphrodite shower you with the love you deserve, including the love of yourself for yourself. May she remind and teach you that you are beautiful.

May Hephaistos provide you a creative outlet; a distraction to keep hands busy without a blade. May he teach you you can’t forge yourself without the flame, but you have been setting yourself on fire far too long.

May Hermes provide you a safe haven; be it a support group, or even just long drives in the rain to clear your head. May he hold your hand as you cross bridges, and let you find change on the ground after you do not jump.

May Dionysos put a smile on your face, and stand strong along side you, urging you to dance; he knows mental illness all to well. Dance away the demons, dance into relief.

May Haides, somber but not always impartial, lead you away from the incoming cars, and drop sweet nectar into your mouth. It is not yet your time.

May Persephone remind you that the greatest fall can lead you to the greatest heights. There is something honourable about walking out of rock bottom with your head held high, or walking on through like you own the place.

May Hestia keep you warm when your emotions are spent, leaving you numb and cold. May she bless you with a feeling of home whenever possible, and keep those hearth fires burning. And your own inner fire strong, as well.

The Gods demand Arête, your personal best. Arête is not being the most successful person in the world. Sometimes it is merely staying alive. And staying alive, well, that makes the Theoi very happy.

“I open my heart and send forth my energy of love and understanding to everyone who has made me suffer, to those who have destroyed much of my life and the lives of those I love. I know now that these people have themselves undergone a lot of suffering and that their hearts are overloaded with pain, anger, and hatred. […] I pray that they can be transformed to experience the joy of living, so that they will not continue to make themselves and others suffer. I see their suffering and do not want to hold any feelings of hatred or anger in myself toward them. I do not want them to suffer. I channel my energy of love and understanding to them and ask all my ancestors to help them.”

~ Thich Nhat Hanh, ‘The Five Earth Touchings’ ~

nothing makes me happier than when you have an rp partner that you send headcanons back and forth so much that it completely covers over the fact you take 19+ years to actually reply to a para.

Having a Crush on Newt Scamander Would Include . . .

A/N This is my first would include let me know if you would like more! Also this is not really having a crush on him but it kinda works still?

- If you met before when the movie takes place: 

   -Probably meeting during his Hogwarts days, possibly on the train 

   -There’s a 99% chance you fell for him within .005 seconds (because who wouldn’t?)

   -As the years went by, you kept warning him about Leta (to which he kept ignoring you)

   -trying as hard as you can not to say “I told you so” when he gets expelled

   -Wanting to leave with him when he gets expelled, but him refusing saying it wasn’t your fault and that you needed to finish your education 

   -You saying it wasn’t his fault either

   -You two sending letters back and forth profusely

   -Oml can you imagine coming back on the express from your last year at Hogwarts and seeing Newt waiting for you at the station 

   -Not leaving his side since then

   -Taking care of his animals with him and going to new York with him 

   -Probably telling him then as well it was literally such a bad idea and him being like fuk da police 

   -Acting married for appearances which makes both of you blush 

   -Low Key through out the “whole ordeal” you’re just like hands off my man Tina (and omg can you imagine Queenie giggling after hearing you think that)

- If you met during when the movie takes place:

   -Ok so for this to work you would probably have to be the third Goldstein sister

   -And in that case you probs were like who da fuck is that cinnamon roll, when Tina brings him home

   -When he shows you his animals (with Jacob/Tina and Queenie depending on what your preference is) you’re in awe and he’s probably in awe bout’ you

   -Queenie shipping you like crazy

   -Sticking around Newt after Grindelwald bc he’s a cutie and really you don’t want to say good bye yet (and low key don’t want to say goodbye to Niffler, Pickett, etc.)

   -Giving him the idea to give Jacob the eggs?

A/N #2 Oh my lord that was bad, I would’ve gone on longer but it would have been wayyyyyyyyyyy to long

due to a really urgent financial emergency that escalated very fast this week, i’m opening for a limited time black & white portraits for half the price of what i usually have them for in this style:

                                             base price: $27
                    very complicated hairstyles/jewel.: +$6

i won’t have time for a lot of back and forths but:

  • send me an email at herssian@hotmail(.)com with some references (anything can help) + your paypal email
  • i’ll reply in less than 24hrs if i accept
  • the next one or two emails will have the progress and if you want something changed
  • and THEN, after i’m completely finished, you’ll be prompted to pay when i send you a paypal invoice

i know it’s less secure for me but i have to do this because there’ll be less back and forths as opposed to sending you every step of the process. you’re free to decline payment and not receive the full commission after i’m done if the end result isn’t what you want

any kind of sharing will help immensely me and my family

Texts from Stephen Amell to Jensen Ackles (probably)

@laurivcr and I have been sending these back and forth and I’m crying

‘Can I call her Greenie?’

‘Why didn’t you just call Zeppelin ‘Oliver’? That would’ve been less ‘fangirly’…’

‘You’ve named your daughter after me… am I your favorite now?’

‘Do you like my show more than yours? Is that what this means?’

‘Does this mean if I have another kid I have to call them Supernatural? I don’t remember making that deal’

‘Mavi and Supernatural? I don’t like it’

‘But seriously, congrats man. You’ve not failed this city’

Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.

quick warm-up drabble before today’s nanowrimo session, obviously inspired by the poker game in skydive teasers. not canon compliant 

The man across the table is watching him—has done for some time now. The sound of him flicking his lighter back and forth nearly sends echoes through the room, accompanied by the murmur of the other players and the soft jazz notes playing in the background. His stare is neither subtle nor overdone; it’s just there. Shameless. Imtimidating. Challenging, maybe.

Daehyun deals another hand, glancing at his wrist to check the time. His heart is thumping away in his chest, a little too fast. The player next to him has been smoking, the smell lingering on his suit. It makes Daehyun want to frown, to wave a hand in front of his face, but doesn’t. He looks down at his cards, the black and red. Then he finally looks up, meeting the man’s eyes for the first time.

He reaches for his glass, bringing it to his lips with his gaze still set on the stranger. The brandy burns in his throat, but he manages to keep from grimacing. Manages to keep his pokerface—his mask. It’s what got him through the door, and what’ll get him back out again.

The stranger holds his gaze steadily, tilting his head to the side. There’s a gun on the table, a young man’s finger resting on the trigger, and yet it doesn’t seem nearly as dangerous as the smirk sent his way.

A Moment Under the Mistletoe - Sterek Fanfiction

          for @toofarforward​. Happy birthday, beautiful.

Stiles glanced down at his phone, scrolling back through the messages he and Scott had been sending back and forth. He read them carefully:

             SCOTT (10:34 am):

            He’s getting suspicious. How’s it going?

            STILES (10:35 am): 

            We need more time.

            SCOTT (10:37 am):

            How much longer?

            STILES (10:38 am):

            An hour?

            SCOTT (10:39 am):

            I’ll be lucky if I can keep him distracted for ten more minutes.

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Few will have the greatness to bend history itself, but each of us can work to change a small portion of events. It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.
—  Robert F. Kennedy

This post was created in partnership with Zevia. All opinions are my own.

It’s t-minus one day to Thanksgiving, and I’m beaming to you straight from across the Pacific Ocean, on my beloved home island Maui. Hi! It’s a gorgeous morning here, and I’m going to resist the temptation to apologize for said gorgeousness, instead sending forth as much of this goodness to you as I possibly can. I also come bearing cocktails, so perhaps that will soften the (albeit tropical) blow of jealousy.

I’m doing Thanksgiving differently this year, which I’m into—I like surprising myself, like taking different tacks on rituals I’ve done over and over again. This year, my father and his fiancée (that’s new! more on that soon! hooray!!) Susan are going to be in a meditation retreat over the holiday, and I’ve decided to spend the day on the beach. I know. Rough. I’m incredibly excited, to be honest. Totally, one hundred percent cool with trading in mashed potatoes for a hefty serving of salt water and sunshine.

Read more and get the recipe here.

hey guys!! i took a sick day today out of stress, and managed to get the creative juices flowing - drew rafael casal (aka bae) from one of his old hilarious skits, and this was my favorite quote!!

(forgot how good my scanner was and the file was humongous, so i had to use a file converter to make it smaller - didn’t look like it affected the quality too much though, thankfully)

If you could be more aware of the vibrational state of being that is responsible for the reality that is manifested and put your emphasis on the vibrational part rather than the manifested-physical part, you will gain huge control back. Many humans never catch up to that vibrational place as long as they are in a body, because a very strange thing happens, when you really know what you don’t want, you send forth an equal equivalent request for what it is you do want. But so often you say things like “I really want that, I really want this”, but then you go right back to observing your now-reality as far as it is manifested which holds the absence of what you want, and you just tune yourself back into what you’ve got and therefore away from what you want. What you want is already done. It’s PRESENT TENSE as far as we are concerned. Consider it done, and stop looking on the UNFINISHED PART OF IT, which only holds you vibrationally out of sync with it’s doneness.
—  Abraham-Hicks
γήραϊ δὴ πολέμοιο πεπαυμένοι, ἀλλ᾽ ἀγορηταὶ
ἐσθλοί, τεττίγεσσιν ἐοικότες οἵ τε καθ᾽ ὕλην
δενδρέῳ ἐφεζόμενοι ὄπα λειριόεσσαν ἱεῖσι:
τοῖοι ἄρα Τρώων ἡγήτορες ἧντ᾽ ἐπὶ πύργῳ.
In their old age they had ceased from battle, but were fine
orators, like cicadas, which perching on a tree 
in the forest, send forth their lily-like voices:
so the leaders of the Trojans sat upon the ramparts.
—  Iliad 3.150-3

anonymous asked:

Prompt: I've read a lot about Garak proposing (and I do love the idea) but what if Julian proposed?

Happy Valentine’s Day guys!

I know it’s been a while since I filled prompts, and I’m sorry about that. I thought today would be a good day to fill the gap. Thanks for being so patient with me and I hope you have a wonderful day. <333

The Question

Garak returned to Deep Space Nine.

At the time, Julian couldn’t believe he was seeing the Cardassian again. He thought they’d send message back and forth, as they had over the previous three months, but their eyes would never meet again, as Garak would spend the rest of his life on Cardassia Prime, attempting to rebuild much of what his people had lost. Garak looked disheveled and a little worse for wear, but his stay on Cardassia Prime hardly seemed to damper on any delight he had during their years together, both as friends and partners. It was almost like having their old companionship back. Almost.

Garak had played off his return to the station as a tactical move. “It came to our understanding that we would need Federation assistance in order to rebuild,” Garak stated, “I offered to return to the station in order to handle the more diplomatic matters.”

At the time, Julian chose not to question him on the matter. He was happy for the company and happier to have someone to intimate with him back in his life, even if it didn’t last.

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Contrary Durins

A/N: For @thealbersclan​ who requested this prompt from @imaginexhobbit​ ! Sorry it took me a while, I’ve been alternately busy and completely unwilling to write (*winces*). But here it is, at last! I hope you enjoy it! It was a lot of fun to write once I got around to it.

Summary: Fili and Kili have been fighting over you since the journey began, and Thorin’s had just about enough of their nonsense.

Word count: 1,371

Warnings: Brief mentions of those giant spiders, spider bites

The argument had been going on for months now. Ever since you’d joined Thorin Oakenshield’s Company just outside of the Shire, his exuberant nephews had been sending taunts back and forth, each sure that the other was wrong.

“She couldn’t possibly like you better,” Kili called to his brother. “She prefers those with darker hair, such as my own.”

Fili snorted. “But she also prefers thicker facial hair, which you,” he poked his brother in the chest, “have yet to show any evidence of.”

“You go too far!” Kili shouted. “Just because my beard is a bit slow doesn’t mean it won’t be full and luscious when it does grow in!”

“I think you mean if,” Fili said calmly.


If,” Fili continued, staring blankly ahead, “your beard grows in.”

“Why you cotton-headed”—

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grandwretch  asked:

concept: a clizzy au where jocelyn left clary with the iron sisters as a baby and then izzy decides to join them during the show time period... and then they fall in love, of course. bonus: includes lots of izzy exchanging letters with all three of her brothers.

omg this is so late but i love it also i have a slightly different au idea but!, one day izzy goes to visit the iron sisters for some reason and she goes for a walk around the grounds and meets clary and falls in love with her and they send letters back and forth and eventually izzy decides to join or clary decides to leave because shes never exerienced the real world( i presume it would be allowed for her to leave since she didnt choose that life and she probably had to make a decision when she turned 18 anyway and secretly she always wanted to know what it was like outside) and izzy brings her around to all her favourite spots in the city and everything is new and a lil scary for clary and like??? someone write this now

Ok but listen.

Phillip doesn’t get himself killed in a duel. He marries Theodosia Jr. They talk about their dumb dads and Alex and Aaron enter into a fierce competition for favorite grandparent.

Aaron gives the grandkids sweets and lets them stay up late. Alex gives them the fanciest, best new toys. Family dinners involve careful seating charts to keep them apart so they aren’t passively aggressively sending jabs back and forth all night.

Eliza is the favorite grandparent, anyways.

The Witchy Lifestyle: Magical Rebound

Many of us in the witchy community have at least heard the Wiccan Rede’s core tenet: “An’ ye harm none, do what thou wilt… and ever mind the Rule of Three: what ye sends forth comes back to thee three times three times three.”

Not everyone follows that particular rule - some don’t believe in any sort of karmic law, while others believe in some form of “what goes around comes around” concept. Regardless of what you believe, there is something that I’ve seen be somewhat universal: the universe sometimes likes to be a dick and throw curveballs.

What do I mean by this? Well, I’m referring to spell rebound. Typically this concept is applied toward curses and hexes, but in all reality, it has the potential of happening with any spell that you can cast. Now, keep in mind that not every path, tradition, or witch shares this specific belief. But many do, and this remains a concept that I’ve been asked about quite a bit and should address. So we’ll break down how rebound happens, and how we can protect ourselves from that unintentional backfire.

So… Josh, have you ever had a spell backfire?

Rebound happens in different ways for everyone. And generally, it can be somewhat obvious. At one point, I had cast a spell to try to make a little extra money. The spell worked - within the day, I’d gained roughly twenty dollars - but the unexpected consequence was that the money immediately went into a doctor’s bill for an appointment I had several months earlier but hadn’t yet paid. I made the money, but ultimately lost it - and a hundred more - to a bill that hadn’t shown its head in several months.

This is just one example of backlash. Another good example is from when I was much younger. Shortly after Wizardology was published - yes, I was still very young at the time - I was able to get a copy and absolutely ate it up. I had a habit of staying up very late at night, using whatever light source I could find so I could read various books. My parents repeatedly took away light sources and grounded me and scolded me - not because I was reading, but because I would frequently sacrifice health for the sake of a good book. Sleep was necessary, but I wanted to read one more chapter.

Well, my dad got smart and decided that instead of taking away the light sources, he’d take the books that I most often was caught reading. Not permanently - just for a couple of weeks to teach me a lesson. I was one step ahead, and being the young kid I was, had memorized the spell in Wizardology for finding lost objects. Keep in mind that this book was written solely for entertainment!

The next morning, I found my cat, pointed at him, and said the incantation, desperate to get my hands on my books again. (This is, in my memory, the first time I worked a fully functional and surprisingly effective spell consciously.) The cat ran up the stairs to my mother’s nightstand, stared at it awkwardly for several moments, then ran back downstairs to resume his daily routine of eating and bathing. Under the night stand was all of my books in their literary glory.

The backfire, however, came when I was grounded and had the books taken away (again) and hidden (again). This time, they were locked up in my father’s safe where I couldn’t get them without a key.

These two instances may seem rather tame, but they’re still backfire nonetheless. There are a couple of other instances of spell backfire that I will not get into here as they are deeply personal situations in my life that have no place in a public forum.

How are they backfire? In simple terms, they’re both examples of consequences that happened because I triggered events that may otherwise would not have happened. I could have been patient when it came to the books, and avoided losing the books even longer (though I am still happy for that moment because it was one of the first moments when my witchiness had shone so bright). I could have been more specific in my money spell, and had sought it out for need instead of want, but because I didn’t, the world gave me the need for it instead.

Why Would Spells Backfire?

There are several reasons for why this could happen. The first and most obvious one is that these rebounds are merely the consequences of our actions - that we’re bringing it upon ourselves. This is definitely true in many cases, hence the widespread belief in karmic law. Another reason is a lack of protection. Sometimes when working with spirits, they tend to be somewhat more vengeful or angry, so they lash out after a spell. Or perhaps during spellwork, you spent too much time visualizing and thinking about negative consequences and accidentally manifested those instead. Alternatively, your wording may be somewhat off, and were up for interpretation.

I have heard of some witches saying that it’s because of a lack in self confidence or mental acuity. While confidence is sometimes the root of the issue, I definitely take issue with the aspect of mental acuity. In my opinion, mental capability is not the factor. Not everyone has the same capability to focus as others do. (Here’s to you, witches with ADD, ADHD, et cetera! You’re beautiful and powerful, too!)

How Can I Prevent Rebound?

The simplest way is to work protections and fail-safes into your spell. By this, I mean that you can write into the spell a line which explicitly states that if it does not possible for the spell to work in the way you envisioned, it cannot come back to harm you. Or, you can incorporate an aspect which prevents a curse from coming back and hitting you (such as when it’s deflected with a return-to-sender spell).

However, some traditions already incorporate this into their practice. Take some forms of Wicca, for example. In these forms, no spell is cast without first casting a circle. Circles are meant to not only amplify energy, but also to provide a safe magical barrier to avoid having negative energy influence the spell itself.

An excellent way to prevent rebound is also accounting for consequences. As witches, we do shape our world around us, so there will always be a certain level of resistance (think of it like thermodynamics: an object at rest stays at rest unless acted upon by another force). So in creating a spell, it’s always good to consider “do I need this, or do I want it?” When this question is taken into mind, need usually outweighs want. That doesn’t mean spells for wants can’t and shouldn’t be done. It simply means that if there is a need in place, the spell is more likely to take effect without backlash. Wants and desires can sometimes cause us to lose sight of the series of dominoes we can unleash. I wanted money but didn’t have a need for it. When I got it, a need presented itself. I neither worked the spell with a set amount of money in mind, nor did I consider anything that it could be applied to.

So if you’re casting a spell for a desire, try to consider that desire from all angles. How will it affect your life, and the lives of those around you? 

When casting curses or hexes, it is an excellent practice to incorporate protections into the spell, as mentioned above, but it’s also wise to set up additional protections and wards - hot foot spells, back to sender spells, and walls.

It is also a good practice to consider how to reverse hexes or curses in case you had cast it on the wrong person or had cast it in a moment of anger or frustration. For every curse you make, give yourself a back door to dismantle it.

In Conclusion…

While my experience with hexes and curses is very limited, I - like many witches - have certainly experienced moments where a spell backlashes or works in a way that I did not consider. From the spells that backfired, I learned how to protect myself and establish “failsafes” in the spells so that if they do backfire, I can correct them or cut them off.

Do your research into your traditions and practices. Find out how you can do the same, and dig through other traditions and practices to gain insight into other ways in which you can protect yourself. There are countless methods - much of the forms of magic that remain from ancient traditions are linked to protection!

So practice wisely and safely, and Blessed Be! )O(