Panesthetic

Collecting aesthetics and edits, writing some things when the mood takes me. The usual. Call me Pan if you like. This is my aesthetic blog where I mainly post my own creations with other cool things, though it tends to go slowly when life calls. Enjoy!

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Children of the Gods: Nyx, Greek goddess of the night

Born to the personification of night, to a goddess who even Zeus feared, Nyx’s children hold the same possibility of power. With clothes of silken darkness, they glide by with the whisper of a sigh; ghosts in the night, engulfed in the realm of their mother. Creatures of the night call to them, and their fingers trail ribbons of black, influencing others from the shadows.

[primordialnyx]

Light-to-Dark Series: Calliope, the Muse of epic poetry and eloquence

She hands them crowns and pens filled with black ink. She tells them to write their story, wear the crown, be a God. Honor, respect, power— in other words, validation. People yearn for validation and she’ll give it. But at a cost, of course. She takes their names and their victories and triumphs are written in the skies. Their name is known: Calliope.

for @ultimatescream 

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Children of the Greek Gods pt. 2

Asteria As the sun dips below the horizon, the children of Asteria stir. Pinpricks of light decorate their skin, constellations of beauty across their bodies. With a sweep of their hands they may rearrange heaven’s dark canvas, setting the stars alight and listening to the whispers of the future spoken as the rest of the world slumbers. Eos Golden hues extend across the sky, setting the horizon aflame with the first rays of the day. Light crowns their head, while rosy fingers let the sun’s warmth slip through. Their saffron-robbed mother stirs the heavens for the new day, while her children add to the splendour of dawn’s palette. They are as bright as the rising sun; ethereal creatures of the dawn.  

Hecate Born from sorcery, magic flows through their veins and sets the tips of their fingers aflame with power. Their mother holds many aspects, and her children share her mysterious ways. They stand at crossroads with confidence, raise the dead with the subtle casting of a master, and count legends among their siblings.

Hypnos The realm of sleep is where these demigods hold the greatest sway. With soft brushes of their fingers and soothing, soporific whispers the children of Hypnos offer slumber and peace. Look for them as your eyelids grow heavy, or as dusk settles upon the land like a comforting blanket. Their persuasive lips weave hypnotic thoughts, while a harsh snap of the fingers may just as easily bar sleep from any who have misjudged them.

Khione The beautiful snow goddess whose realm belongs to winter. Her children carry snowflakes on their lashes and leave frost in their wake. They weave intricate tapestries of ice and snow, and breathe a chill into the air at autumn’s dismissal. They are winter’s helpers; as breathtaking as the first snow fall, as dangerous as a coming storm.

Nemesis With a sense for justice and insight into the delicate balance of good and bad, Nemesis’ children seek to punish any who upset this equilibrium. They seek revenge for an ill deed, and possess a desire to make things even at any cost. They are undeniably dangerous should one get on their bad side, so tread with care around these demi-gods.  

Nike It pays never to bet against a child of Nike. Victory runs through their veins, wings sprout from their backs to glide them over battlefields. With their limbs empowered with strength and speed, Nike’s children are more often than not standing among the victorious, taking places of honour on the podiums of any and all competitions. Relentless, determined, and stubborn, these demigods will fight to the end, to victory.  

Nyx Born to the personification of night, to a goddess who even Zeus feared, Nyx’s children hold the same possibility of power. With clothes of silken darkness, they glide by with the whisper of a sigh; ghosts in the night, engulfed in the realm of their mother. Creatures of the night call to them, and their fingers trail ribbons of black, influencing others from the shadows.  

Persephone Born to the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone’s children hold sway over the dark after-life, and the bright budding of spring. With new growth blooming as they trail their fingers through the grain, and fresh-faced flowers unfurling petals in their wake, they are spring’s heralds. Yet, like their mother they stand tall, formidable in their knowledge of the underworld.

(part one - the Olympians/ part two)

[ohmycavalier]

Little thing from my sketchbook I decided I wanted to paint. 

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Beings of the Ancient World; Oracle, from the Latin verb ōrāre, meaning ‘to speak’.  “Servant of the Delphian Apollo Go to the Castallian Spring Wash in its silvery eddies, And return cleansed to the temple. Guard your lips from offence To those who ask for oracles. Let the God’s answer come Pure from all private fault”

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Beings of the Ancient World; The Amazons A tribe of Warrior Women, led by notable queens such as Penthesilea, who participated in the Trojan War, and her sister Hippolyta, whose magical girdle, given to her by her father Ares, was the object of one of the labours of Hercules.

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Ancient Deities; Marzanna, Marzanna is the Baltic and Slavic goddess associated with death, winter, and nightmares. Her death brings the end of winter, and her effigy was ritually burned or drowned as the season came to a close in order to quicken the arrival of spring and receive a good harvest. The drowning of Marzanna’s effigy symbolised her descent to the underworld, from where she would be reborn at the next onset of winter. 

[thewinedarksea]

a-z myth challenge: @ibuzoo​ vs @thewinedarksea

n - ninhursag, sumerian mother goddess of mountains

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Children of the Gods: Thanatos, Greek personification of death

The children of Thanatos stand divided, one foot in the realm of the living, mortal blood flowing warm beneath their skin, while the other foot resides in the underworld, where cold, skeletal death consumes like a dark shadow. They help their father collect souls, sensing death, guides to the deceased. 

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Children of the Gods: Asteria, Greek titan goddess of nocturnal oracles and falling stars

As the sun dips below the horizon, the children of Asteria stir. Pinpricks of light decorate their skin, constellations of beauty across their bodies. With a sweep of their hands they may rearrange heaven’s dark canvas, setting the stars alight and listening to the whispers of the future spoken as the rest of the world slumbers. 

[panstheon]

Same @qiulann

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Same @qiulann

[cavarage]

@femmefatalenet (mini event/gtktm) | Day Two: Favorite Romantic Pairing

Cupid & Psyche

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Children of the Greek Gods pt. 2

Asteria As the sun dips below the horizon, the children of Asteria stir. Pinpricks of light decorate their skin, constellations of beauty across their bodies. With a sweep of their hands they may rearrange heaven’s dark canvas, setting the stars alight and listening to the whispers of the future spoken as the rest of the world slumbers. Eos Golden hues extend across the sky, setting the horizon aflame with the first rays of the day. Light crowns their head, while rosy fingers let the sun’s warmth slip through. Their saffron-robbed mother stirs the heavens for the new day, while her children add to the splendour of dawn’s palette. They are as bright as the rising sun; ethereal creatures of the dawn.  

Hecate Born from sorcery, magic flows through their veins and sets the tips of their fingers aflame with power. Their mother holds many aspects, and her children share her mysterious ways. They stand at crossroads with confidence, raise the dead with the subtle casting of a master, and count legends among their siblings.

Hypnos The realm of sleep is where these demigods hold the greatest sway. With soft brushes of their fingers and soothing, soporific whispers the children of Hypnos offer slumber and peace. Look for them as your eyelids grow heavy, or as dusk settles upon the land like a comforting blanket. Their persuasive lips weave hypnotic thoughts, while a harsh snap of the fingers may just as easily bar sleep from any who have misjudged them.

Khione The beautiful snow goddess whose realm belongs to winter. Her children carry snowflakes on their lashes and leave frost in their wake. They weave intricate tapestries of ice and snow, and breathe a chill into the air at autumn’s dismissal. They are winter’s helpers; as breathtaking as the first snow fall, as dangerous as a coming storm.

Nemesis With a sense for justice and insight into the delicate balance of good and bad, Nemesis’ children seek to punish any who upset this equilibrium. They seek revenge for an ill deed, and possess a desire to make things even at any cost. They are undeniably dangerous should one get on their bad side, so tread with care around these demi-gods.  

Nike It pays never to bet against a child of Nike. Victory runs through their veins, wings sprout from their backs to glide them over battlefields. With their limbs empowered with strength and speed, Nike’s children are more often than not standing among the victorious, taking places of honour on the podiums of any and all competitions. Relentless, determined, and stubborn, these demigods will fight to the end, to victory.  

Nyx Born to the personification of night, to a goddess who even Zeus feared, Nyx’s children hold the same possibility of power. With clothes of silken darkness, they glide by with the whisper of a sigh; ghosts in the night, engulfed in the realm of their mother. Creatures of the night call to them, and their fingers trail ribbons of black, influencing others from the shadows.  

Persephone Born to the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone’s children hold sway over the dark after-life, and the bright budding of spring. With new growth blooming as they trail their fingers through the grain, and fresh-faced flowers unfurling petals in their wake, they are spring’s heralds. Yet, like their mother they stand tall, formidable in their knowledge of the underworld.

(part one - the Olympians/ part two)

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Children of the Gods: Nike, Winged Goddess of Victory

It pays never to bet against a child of Nike. Victory runs through their veins, wings sprout from their backs to glide them over battlefields. With their limbs empowered with strength and speed, Nike’s children are more often than not standing among the victorious, taking places of honour on the podiums of any and all competitions. Relentless, determined, and stubborn, these demigods will fight to the end, to victory.

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Beings of myth; Sirens,  Seirēnes

“I am a siren, a mermaid; I know that I am beautiful while basking on the ocean’s waves and I know that I can eat flesh and bones at the bottom of the sea.” ― C. JoyBell C.

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Hogwarts in Pastel; Ravenclaw

             Putting the ‘I’ in intelligence since day one.

Hufflepuff | Ravenclaw | Slytherin | Gryffindor