#lisuga

[swellbloom-kids]

Lisuga, the Inventive Fourth-born

Lisuga was the silver-bodied grandchild of Kaptan the Skyfather, known for her teasing and creative nature. Unlike her brothers, she did not join the Heavenly Rebellion out of arrogance or malice; instead, she attempted to intervene and calm her grandfather’s divine rage.

Tragically, in his blind fury, Kaptan accidentally struck the intervening Lisuga with a bolt of lightning, blasting her silver frame into a thousand pieces. These fragments were scattered across the firmament to become the Stars, while her siblings’ remains were transformed into the earth, sun, and moon.

Abilities Granted

Burst into Starlight: Once per scene, when you would take damage or are taken out, you can instead shatter into silver sparks and reappear anywhere within the area, negating all Hits from that attack.

Quicksilver Thinking: You are cheeky and crafty. Once per scene, you can cobble together a tool or weapon from available materials that has (Wits roll) uses before falling apart. However, it must incorporate silver or some other metal.

Like Putty in Mine: You can easily mold and sculpt silver as if it were soft clay. Once a session, you can mold silver to have a quality it doesn’t ordinarily have, such as turning it into fine thread or molten liquid.

All Over the Place: You can split yourself into (Heart roll) Pieces for the scene. Your main mass becomes immobile, but each Piece has a fragment of your consciousness. Each Piece can float and move slowly and has all your available sensations. You can reform anytime, as long as your Pieces are relatively near.

A Piece of Me: You can give a Piece of yourself to an ally or other creature. They will gain a Connection to you for as long as they have it, and you will always know their emotional state and where they are in relation to you.

[the-twelve-guardians]

these god-siblings five.

For a brief time - a thousand years, for that is brief for the two of them - the Heat Haze Boy and the Monsoon Girl grew tired of their quarrel.

“Sister, we need a bigger playground,” said the Boy.

The Girl nodded in agreement. “Let us create the world and all its creatures.”

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Although they could have done it by themselves, the Twin Forces wanted help. And so, they created five god-siblings to assist them in their endeavor.

Licalibutan, the eldest, was strong and mighty, with a body made of rock. He rubbed off pieces of his skin and gathered them up into mounds. These became the mountains and land. Pleased with his work, he laughed heartily and left the rest of it to his siblings.

Libulan, the second, was calm and thoughtful, with a body made of copper. He paused for a moment, and reasoned that life could not spring forth without water. He pierced his heart, and from it bled the rivers and seas.

Liadlao, the third, was wild and fiery, with a body made of gold. Impatient for his turn, he fumed that the world was still cold and dark. He then took out one of his eyes and placed it in the heavens, making the sun.

Lisuga, the fourth, was curious and inventive, with a body made of silver. Sighing at her third brother’s impetuousness, she plucked out her teeth and hung them in the heavens as well, making stars.

Libali, the youngest (our stories often forget her), was humble and generous, with a body made of flowers. Marveling at everything that her siblings created, she wept with joy, and her tears became seeds that fell into the earth and grew up to be plants.

Such is how the world came to be.

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This is part of my Five Powers expansion for Swellbloom Kids. If you liked this, you can view more of my work here.

[beholdtheleaves]

In the Visayan creation myth, Lisuga was one of the four children of Lihangin, god of the wind, and Lidagat, goddess of the sea. Lisuga was sweet and innocent, with a body made of silver.

While her brothers Likalibutan, Liadlao, and Libulan launched a revolt against their grandfather, the sky god Kaptan, Lisuga remained ignorant of their plans. After the three brothers were struck down by Kaptan using his lightning, Lisuga went looking for them. Kaptan, blinded by his anger, struck her as well, causing her to burst into a thousand pieces. Feeling sorry for what he did, he then gave Lisuga's body a light and it became the stars.

[michelecandraw]

Introducing me!  LISUGA!

I started making mini-comics as a baby step into making a larger project.

Here’s Lisuga, Visayan Goddess of Stars to make your day better!

[theresebelieveit]

Electrify my hea-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-art!

[elscaith]

#lisuga the #goddess of the #stars . #visayan #mythology So our finals for the subject Panitikan was #characterdesign (we chose to design 6 Visayan Gods), and my teammates did a great job designing this goddess so I wanted to draw her haha. Also experimented on this one with different ways of coloring, I don't know if it's noticeable. -- #digitalpainting #art #artistsoninstagram #philippines #philippinemythology #visayas #kaptan #magauayan https://www.instagram.com/p/B1guZJ5hPBO/?igshid=1kavvxv4gvj1i

[moving-to-yae35]

Like a Star

AN: SO I WAS BORED AND THE IDEA SEEMED GOOD AT THE TIME. IT'S 2019 WE NEED MORE WHOLESOME FICS (AND MUKONDI LOVE BUT I'LL GET TO THAT AT A LATER TIME) also I uploaded this to ao3 but idk how to link shit bc im dumb ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ as if I ever beta shit and improve it lol. If it's crap and/ or grammatically wrong, you can just pm me so i'll take note in the future. Give up all thought that i'll touch this fic again maybe. Once again I draw. Not write. Idk what im doing.

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A prince and a princess are hunched over in the middle of the palace's inner gardens on a quiet afternoon. The marble pillars stood great and mighty. The scent of yellow roses embued the air like wool blankets on a lazy morning. Lush leaves surrounded its golden petals, forming puffy skirts that the court socialites loved to wear. A lone butterfly settled on the head of visiting princess, mocking her lamentations. Her delicate hands find their way to her face, and she screams into them. The prince rubs his hand around her back in an awkward, almost brotherly manner. For once, he was unsure of what to do in this situation. You wouldn't really know what to do if your little-sister-you-never-knew-you-wanted was wallowing in love-sick mortification if you were dealing with the same problem as well, would you?

"I messed. It up." Lisuga lamented, head deep in baby-butt-soft palms.

Cipactli gave an awkward laugh. He wanted to be there for her, but at the same time, there are a million places he would rather be in right now. The advice department in his brain was a bit lacking in working neurons. He slowly let out, "Maybe it wasn't so bad." He tried to assert his statement, but it seemed to come out in a question. "Tell me, what did you do anyways?"

"Mukondi told me a joke while I was drinking, and I did an ugly pig-chortle."

"Just that? That doesn't sound--"

"The water spilled from my nostrils and went straight to her clothes."

"...Oh."

Briefly, she lifted her head from her hands and scrunched her face before she laid it back down into her palms. She whines, "it really was that bad, was it?"

The prince stumbled on his words. Yes, it was bad. Yes, it was mortifyingly funny. But did he have the heart to laugh at this poor, anxiety-filled creature? No. Or at least not in front of her face. "N-no, not at all....." he trailed off, but by judging the harsh side-eye Lisuga sported, she wasn't buying it. "Yes, yes it was," he sighed in defeat.

The princess curled herself into a depressed ball. "I knew it. And now Mukondi will never want to see me, and she'll hate me for the rest of our lives." A part of her brain told her she was irrational. The other part intensified the thought with various scenarios of "she's going to avoid you forever." It was as if little people inside her mind was in mass hysteria. Well, mass hysteria was an understatement.

"Hey, now. She won't hate you forever. She's Mukondi. It's most likely she thought it was funny. The worst case is her avoiding you only for a few days, and that is not likely to happen. If it did, then maybe you could give her an apology gift like..." he trailed off once more. Quick thinking was a necessary skill for Huazintepec's rulers-- or generally, every ruler. Suddenly, the perfect idea clubbed him like a seal. "A song. You could write her a song. It doesn't have to be in language she understands; gods, it can even be in your language. You can sing all your feelings out, and she wouldn't know a thing. I've seen the perfomances you put on for the senate. You have by far one of the most angelic voices in Huazintepec. You-- no, we --can pull this off." He sprung up and bolted to the hallway. "Just wait here, and I'll go get something."

She craned her head to the hall, not noticing how time passed until he came back with a quill, a piece of paper, and an ornate guitar. She scooted from their seat to make space for her friend, and she accepted the quill and paper. He sat down, guitar at hand, and gave a hearty sigh.

"Now, what I want you to do is to write down everything you feel about Mukondi. Anything under the stars. Go nuts."

"How does this have to do with anything?"

"Shush, O ye of little faith! Just trust me on this one, all right?"

She gave him an apprehensive look before scribbling down word-for-word everything she wanted to say. All those unsaid love poems and letters. She poured her heart, mind, and soul. After a few lines of jotting, she handed him the sheet, and he gave it look.

"Would it be all right with you if you translated what these mean? Just to get the feel of things. It's not like I would tell her or anything."

"Well, I wrote," with tomato-tinted cheeks,she pointed her fingers to each word as she spoke, "'You're like a star from the heavens-- enchanting yet I can only look at you. No matter how much I try to reach you, you'll never be mine. No matter how much I try, I will never have you.'" She let her words sink in for the both of them, and the world turned three shades more awkward than it all ready was.

He took his time to brainstorm something, and he finally said with resolve, "Yeah, I think I can make something out of this."