Myths around the world challenge @thewinedarksea & @ibuzoo
Samoan Mythology | Fetu In Polynesian mythology (specifically: Samoa), Fetu (“star”) is the god of the night. His wife is Ele'ele.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Kaledo Art

Origami Around
dirt enthusiast
KIROKAZE

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Myths around the world challenge @thewinedarksea & @ibuzoo
Samoan Mythology | Fetu In Polynesian mythology (specifically: Samoa), Fetu (“star”) is the god of the night. His wife is Ele'ele.
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The sun, the sister of the moon, from the south Her right hand cast over heaven’s rim; No knowledge she had where her home should be, The moon knew not what might was his, The stars knew not where their stations were.
moodboards: deities of Japanese myth (9/?)
Inari Okami (also Oinari) is a god, goddess or group of kami (deities) associated with foxes, fertility, rice, tea, sake, agriculture, industry, general prosperity and worldly success. Represented as male, female or androgynous, Inari is sometimes seen as a collective of three or five individual kami.
Anubis is a god associated with mummification and the afterlife.
wipe my brow and sweat my rust, breathing in the chemicals (x)
mefitas || roman goddess of poisonous gas from the earth
greek mythology meme: 1/3 titans ≡ mnemosyne
titan goddess of memory and remembrance.
mythology family ♥︎ adonis for @lillyevans
adonis, in greek mythology, was a youth of remarkable beauty, the favourite of the goddess aphrodite. charmed by his beauty, aphrodite put the newborn infant adonis in a box and handed him over to the care of persephone, the queen of the underworld, who afterward refused to give him up. an appeal was made to zeus, the king of the gods, who decided that adonis should spend a third of the year with persephone and a third with aphrodite, the remaining third being at his own disposal.
nike was the goddess of victory
a poor boy drowned in his own reflection the pools of his eyes loving him is like gasping like forgetting your name over and over. i want him to rename me. follow the path to the crook of my elbow the curve of my hip tell me what i'm made of. i would be stone for you.
what i can't do is speak, not really, not as myself, so say kind words i will say them back to you.
some say i was wrong to love him he could never love anyone the way he loved himself. i didn't need him to love me i needed him to give me all the words i could hold onto never fading an empty immortality.
Modern Mythology: Deimos & Phobos
The twin sons of Ares are bonded in blood and bruises and laughs, walking in the shadows and screaming at the moon like a pair of wolves. Glued to each other’s sides, you never saw one of them without the other.
Modern Mythology | Vampires
A vampire is a being from folklore that subsists by feeding on the vital force (generally in the form of blood) of the living. In European folklore, vampires were undead beings that often visited loved ones and caused mischief or deaths in the neighbourhoods they inhabited when they were alive.
@modernmythsnet | event one | favourite god
↳ a n u b i s
(god of embalming, funerals & mummification) (protector of graves) (guide to the spirits) (weigher of the heart)
the sand is soft under your feet and the myrrh curls in your lungs. it is night and the breeze is gentle when it caresses your skin. you like it that way. then a spirit stands in front of your crouched form and you can see the way their shoulders straighten as your golden gaze catches theirs. you smile and hold out your hand.
Terracotta statuette of a woman looking into a box mirror
Greek (possibly from Centuripe), Hellenistic Period, 3rd to 2nd cent. B.C.
Metropolitan Museum of Art
Bellona
Roman goddess of War, Destruction, Conquest, and Bloodlust
“Thou art moulded in marble impassive, False goddess, fair statue of strife, Yet standest on pedestal massive, A symbol and token of life. Thou art still, not with stillness of languor, And calm, not with calm boding rest; For thine is all wrath and all anger That throbs far and near in the breast Of man, by thy presence possess’d. With the brow of a fallen archangel, The lips of a beautiful fiend, And locks that are snake-like to strangle, And eyes from whose depths may be glean’d The presence of passions, that tremble Unbidden, yet shine as they may Through features too proud to dissemble, Too cold and too calm to betray Their secrets to creatures of clay. Thy breath stirreth faction and party, Men rise, and no voice can avail To stay them — rose-tinted Astarte Herself at thy presence turns pale. For deeper and richer the crimson That gathers behind thee throws forth A halo thy raiment and limbs on, And leaves a red track in the path That flows from thy wine-press of wrath. For behind thee red rivulets trickle, Men fall by thy hands swift and lithe, As corn falleth down to the sickle, As grass falleth down to the scythe, Thine arm, strong and cruel, and shapely, Lifts high the sharp, pitiless lance, And rapine and ruin and rape lie Around thee. The Furies advance, And Ares awakes from his trance. We, too, with our bodies thus weakly, With hearts hard and dangerous, thus We owe thee — the saints suffered meekly Their wrongs — it is not so with us. Some share of thy strength thou hast given To mortals refusing in vain Thine aid. We have suffered and striven Till we have grown reckless of pain, Though feeble of heart and of brain. Fair spirit, alluring if wicked, False deity, terribly real, Our senses are trapp’d, our souls tricked By thee and thy hollow ideal. The soldier who falls in his harness, And strikes his last stroke with slack hand, On his dead face thy wrath and thy scorn is Imprinted. Oh! seeks he a land Where he shall escape thy command? When the blood of thy victims lies red on That stricken field, fiercest and last, In the sunset that gilds Armageddon With battle-drift still overcast — When the smoke of thy hot conflagrations O'ershadows the earth as with wings, Where nations have fought against nations, And kings have encounter’d with kings, When cometh the end of all things — Then those who have patiently waited, And borne, unresisting, the pain Of thy vengeance unglutted, unsated, Shall they be rewarded again? Then those who, enticed by thy laurels, Or urged by thy promptings unblest, Have striven and stricken in quarrels, Shall they, too, find pardon and rest? We know not, yet hope for the best.“
by Adam Lindsay Gordon
Mural of Anubis at Tomb of Horemheb. 18th Dynasty, ca.1567-1320 BC. Valley of the Kings, Ancient Thebes.
Hindu Mythology Meme: [Couples 10/?]
Seeta and Ram
Requested by obstinate-bypassion.
and what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the greeks or our own, than to lose control completely?