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[dionysiandemon]

Jay | he/him | 25 | bisexual genderqueer transman | Dionysus devotee | focused on divination, astrology, and kitchen magic

Taurus Sun, Pisces Moon, Cancer Rising

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[petalsfromtroy]

here’s my design for dionysus! i absolutely adore drawing him, it’s so much fun adding all the little details

[catcatalpa]

an old sketch of Aphrodite. I hoped her hair would have the color and luster of golden pearls…

[chthonic-cassandra]

“He is twofold then - a Doppelganger; like Persephone, he belongs to two worlds, and has much in common with her, and a full share of those dark possibilities which, even apart from the story of the rape, belong to her. He is a chthonian god, and, like all the children of the earth, has an element of sadness; like Hades himself, he is hollow and devouring, an eater of man’s flesh - sarcophagus - the grave which consumed unaware the ivory-white shoulder of Pelops. And you have no sooner caught a glimpse of this image, than a certain perceptible shadow comes creeping over the whole story; for, in effect, we have seen glimpses of the sorrowing Dionysus all along. Part of the interest of the Theban legend of his birth is that he comes out of the marriage of a god with a mortal woman; and from the first, like mortal heroes, he falls within the sphere of human chances. At first, indeed, the melancholy settles round the person of his mother, dead in childbirth, and ignorant of the glory of her son; in shame, according to Euripides; punished, as her own sisters allege, for impiety. The death of Semele is a sort of ideal or type of this particular claim on human pity, as the descent of Persephone into Hades, of all human pity over the early death of women. Accordingly, his triumph being now consummated, he descends into Hades, though the unfamothable Alcyonian lake, according to the most central version of the legend, to bring her up from thence […] As in Delphi the winter months were sacred to him, so in Athens his feasts all fall within the four months on this and that side of the shortest day; as Persephone spends those four months - a third part of the year - in Hades. Son or brother of Persephone he actually becomes at last, in confused, half-developed tradition; and even has his place, with his dark sister, in the Eleusinian mysteries, as Iacchus.”

— Water Pater, “A Study of Dionysus”

[portalibis]

Mosaic of "Dionysus Riding a Leopard" c. 180 AD. House of Masks. Delos, Greece

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[hydrangea-cafe-illustrator]

Apollo, Hypnos & Dionysus Stamps. Free

[catchymemes]

[da-boy-o-kultur]

Laying there, like a depraved Roman Emperor of old

[simon-newman]

That's just Dionysus.

[transmechanicus]

SILENCE TRANSPHOBE

[arcsigils2]

SILENCE TRANSPHOBE

[vintage-vermin]

Saw this one again and I felt like sharing it on the local level. Time to scribble a bunch and propagate this delightful sigil.

[worshipoftheoceanmelodies]

pagan, spiritual and religion blinkies part 2

cuz i am happy yall loved part one <3

[khaire-traveler]

Today, my gender is anyone's guess, and I bet you that Dionysus vibes with that.

[marshgremlin]

this is cute if we ignore what happens in the next scene

[starweaverblog]

This is an interesting scene for many reasons:

Pentheus looks happy because he's under Dionysus influence madness. In a way like how a drunk person will act out of character and ridicule themselves.

Yet throughout the play we see Pentheus inner self coming through thanks to his cousin

At first he's prideful, egoistic, angry, emotionally immature. In a scene he keeps saying to Dionysus about chaining him up, however Dionysus answers back that Pentheus is the one with chains

Also combining the scene where Pentheus first sees Dionysus he immediately starts complementing his beauty "your beauty chases Aphrodite's"

All those make for the conclusion of his inner self desiring something more pliant, soft even feminine traits. It's implied of his sexuality and his desire to stop acting so tough

It's an interesting case of a male character pretending to be tough that leads to them adapting toxic masculinity because "society sees it right" , rather than be himself

In a bittersweet note Dionysus "helps" Pentheus in his last moments become free of the chains he created on himself. Call it pity, mockery, but how tragic that things between these two could have gone better if Pentheus wasn't trying to defy his own relative

[dionysiandemon]

TO THOSE OF "UNCLE BACCHUS".......

[dionysiandemon]

HERE HE IS

[dionysiandemon]

TO THOSE OF "UNCLE BACCHUS".......

[thestuffedalligator]

I think there should be a modern retelling of The Bacchae as a cosmic horror story, actually. Where Thebes is some isolated little town in Bumfuck Nowhere where right ‘bout twenty, twenty-five years ago, the sheriff’s daughter disappeared, and the mystery of that has hung thick and heavy over the town ever since.

Her daddy, Cadmus, doesn’t talk about it any more.

Because he used to say that a man made of lightning and light, an old thing, a god from an ancient time, came down from the heavens and the stars and asked Mel to bear its child, a thing of flesh and fire, a new kind of god to rule the world.

And he used to say it with so much pride; his daughters tended to hush him when he started talking like this, and soon he learned better to say anything about it.

But today some stranger has rolled into town. A preacher with sweet-smelling hair in golden ringlets and wine-dark eyes.

And folks start going mad.

[divineaphrodisianmagic]

A collage to celebrate City Dionysia <3

I haven't been able to do much to celebrate this year, but I've been sharing some alcohol with Him and inviting Him to watch Warehouse 13 with me, as that's my current TV obsession! I have really enjoyed this time honoring him <3

[crab-milk]

A large man reclines in repose, tending to a glass of red wine and gazing off dreamily. Grapevines adorn his hair like laurels and delicately twine around his body. From his temples are bunches of grapes, not unlike the jewels that sparkled on his body like stars or the spillage of wine. He takes in a deep sigh before turning to the party, a mist of alcohol clouding his gaze. "Would you like a drink?"

[tractim]

prosymnus as the hanged man for the dionysian tarot deck 🍇