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"Change is not necessary. Survival is not mandatory." A multi-muse rp blog.
This blog is about to become an archive. I'll be moving Demeter over here and doing what I can to keep old threads going.
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Really cool article here on various interpretations of the story of Persephone, with a focus on how the Sicilian version of the story diverges from the Eleusinian and forms the basis for a lot of modern reinterpretations.
Food for thought!
I have to share this picture book that I just bought for my library. I’m blown away by how fat positive it is (even though I will admit, it’s also a *little* strange in the language, but it was translated from French…)
The title is My Great Big Mamma by Olivier Ka, illustrated by Luc Melanson.
It’s about a little boy who talks about how big, soft, comfortable and loving his mamma is and he is upset when she goes on a diet to please other people.
I’m sure I’m breaking some copyright laws, but take a look at some of the pages!
OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING!
Make Me Choose: Demeter or Hades
Goddesses holding in fee the republic of fragrant Eleusis, Paros amid the encircling waters, and stony Antrona, Mistress and bringer of seasons, queen, glorious giver - Demeter!
HECATE
HECATE IS A SERIOUS BAD-ASS MOTHERFUCKER. WHAT ELSE WOULD YOU EXPECT FROM THE GODDESS OF FUCKING MAGIC?
SHE’S THE ONE WHO HELPED DEMETER LOOK FOR PERSEPHONE AFTER THAT KIDNAP BUSINESS, BECAUSE SHE HAD SOME BITCHIN’ TORCHES WHICH ARE FUCKING GREAT FOR SEARCHING FOR LOST DAUGHTERS.
WHEN THAT FUCKERY ALL SORTED ITSELF OUT, HECATE BECAME BESTIES WITH HADES AND PERSEPHONE AND LANDED A JOB DOING SERIOUS UNDERWORLD BUSINESS.
AS GODDESS OF FUCKING WITCHCRAFT, SHE HAS TO HAVE SOME BADASS FAMILIARS; A POLECAT AND A BLACK DOG. OF COURSE THIS ISN’T JUST ANY OLD DOG, THIS DOG USED TO BE FUCKING HECUBA, QUEEN OF FUCKING TROY.
LONG STORY SHORT, NICE OLD HECUBA GOT MAD AT THIS FUCKER FOR KILLING HER SON, SO SHE RIPPED HIS FUCKING EYES OUT AND JUMPED INTO THE SEA. THE GODS FELT SORRY FOR HER BECAUSE SHE’D HAD A SHITTY TIME SO THEY TURNED HER INTO A DOG. HECATE ADOPTED HER BECAUSE SHE FUCKING LOVES DOGS.
THE POLECAT USED TO BE SOME WITCH CALLED GALE, WHOM HECATE TURNED INTO A SHIT-WEASEL FOR “INCONTINENCE AND ABNORMAL SEXUAL DESIRES”. WHAT THE FUCK.
HECATE IS USUALLY REFERRED TO AS A VIRGIN GODDESS, BECAUSE SHE’S TOO FUCKING GOOD FOR SOME BLOKE.
OH AND SHE’S ASSOCIATED WITH CROSSROADS (THE BEST PLACES FOR ALL YOUR MAGIC AND NECROMANCY FUCKERY), SO SOMETIMES SHE FACES THREE WAYS IN STATUES, SO SHE CAN DEATH-GLARE YOU FUCKERS FROM ALL ANGLES.
HERE SHE IS BURNING A BITCH DURING THE WAR WITH THE GIANTS.
Thesis Project Part 2 including: Hades, Demeter, Zeus, Athena, Apollo, and Hermes.
Ring Design Meme
Rings inspired by the Children of Cronus:
Hades, Zeus, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Hera
(requested by anon) (click links to find on Gemvara!)
Demeterpor JinxMim
The Mother by LaRuephotography on Flickr.
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"… Well, I dunno, honey. Maybe if you cheer up. Of course, if you want me to, I can scoot just as easy."
Zalgo stepped into the open, his arms folded and his cape drifting cleanly through the clear outside wall behind him.
"You… probably don’t know who I am. So I’m sorry for barging in on you like this, especially when there’s so many mixed feelings going on, but I wouldn’t have if I hadn’t felt like it was important."
Conflicts of worshipers were still important, right? It wasn’t a huge one, but… well, he wasn’t risking Indra again, and it was small enough to nip in the bud… so to speak.
"I'm not upset." The caterpillar is still on her fingers and she takes a moment to look back down at it, and then her guest. "I'm just a little distracted, but I can make time."
He didn't look the slightest bit human, and she wouldn't have been surprised if he was a God from some distant, unfamiliar pantheon. He probably was, and that made this a little more normal, and bit more comfortable. While she wasn't one for sitting around and talking about business, she could handle.
"You probably came a long way to find me, and if it's important, I should listen." But first, "Do you want to sit down? This isn't really the best way to take care of business."
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“—Hey! Watch this!”
A small portion of almost everything found in the kitchen went into the blender. Jensen filled the concoction to the brim, deliberately leaving the lid off, then beckoned the person in the next room over. Who it was didn’t concern him, as long as someone was able to witness his plan of havoc unfold. And havoc did just that.
Proudly displaying the mischievous grin so familiar to his little face, the boy pressed the button. There was the whrrrr of the blender, and an instant, the area became a disaster. The sight of it made Jensen squeal with delight, without a care in the world about the reprimanding that was certain to come.
Victory was his and it tasted like mush.
She wasn't entirely sure how it was always her that ended up watching other people's children.
Alright, she got that. It was part of being a mother goddess, being lonely, and enjoying the good parts of maternity without actually having children. But this time, she had probably put herself in over her head. Watching the little boy pack her blender full of everything, she had to shake her head. (Definitely Eris's child.)
"That's really something - " She cooed. Couldn't halt his creativity or burden him with shame, could she?
"Are you going to drink it?"